#-boss battle. and then this one FUCKING sniper

[renthewerecatboi]

there's nothing i hate more than people who interrupt 1 on 1 duels

#the frantic meows of a crazy person #like excuse me this was a VERY honorable duel until YOU showed up. #you don't fucking belong here. this ain't your battle. doll #especially when it's a fight with someone the same class as you #especially spy v spy or sniper v sniper duels #like this is meant to be a show of pure skill. a test #this was gonna be the best duel of the century man. someone so intent on trickstabbing me. who communicates their attacks like it's a damn- #-boss battle. and then this one FUCKING sniper #bro literally did nothing but body shot me to death again and again #i think he had some kind of vendetta against spies #probably did considering he had the razor back and still kept his back against the wall

[goth-automaton]

crashes through ceiling excuse me i'm late Lemme bring up one of Twitter Exclusive OCs, what about 5, 12, 19 from the 'GET TO KNOW THE OC ASKS' and 4 and 14 from 'some OC questions…' for… ✨Svetlana✨!

Haha, I knew you'll choose a "Metal Gear Chaos: RE//connection" character, just wasn't sure, if Emma or Svetlana. ^^ I'll be happy to answer questions about Emma too, of course! 💜

But yes, Svetlana Ivanovna Raikova, our dearest Yakutian ball of unresolved traumas (whom I still haven't properly introduced even on Twitter, 'cause I'm a baby and scared of drawing cyborgs, lol). 💜

GET TO KNOW THE OC ASKS

5. Does your OC have a signature weapon and/or attack? How long did they train to master it?

I wouldn't call it "signature", but Svetlana's usual weapons are sniper riffles and army combat knives. She's also good in fistfights – being a ridiculously strong cyborg definitely helps with it.

She started learning to fight shortly after her initial cyborgisation, at the age of 18, and is still fighting while pushing 60 (and later), so, yeah, she had decades to master fighting.

12. Is your OC cynical or optimistic? Who or what shaped their outlook on life?

Hooooo boiiiiiiiii. Svetlana is cynical as hell. Or at least has been for most of her life – being raised by a mother, who was nearly catatonic due to severe trauma and depression, and later watching said mother slowly die from lung infection, when you're only 5, will do that to you. For almost her whole life Svetlana was obsessed with getting revenge on Big Boss, whom she blames (rightfully, btw) for death of her mother. And then she was made aware, that this revenge actually made no fucking sense. And had a little mental breakdown/existential crisis because of it. Poor girl, her whole world shattered.

HOWEVER. After Emma talked her into joining Philanthropy, Svetlana actually chilled out a little and, while she still is more on the cynical side, her world view definitely isn't as negative, as it used to be. She even made friends! She! Hard to believe, isn't it???

19. Has your OC ever had an experience with the paranormal or the divine? What happened? Was it a one time encounter or is it a normal part of their life? Did they find it terrifying or thrilling?

Okay, so this question is... Hard. To me, as an author. Because MGC doesn't have, like, fully set storyline, I'm stil not sure about paranormal things in it... I mean, ghosts and stuff definitely exist in this universe, but... Gaaah, that would require a shitload of explanation!

But... Uuuh... Does meeting a guy, whose soul and consciousness have been forcefully dragged out of the afterlife and implanted into a body of a lobotomized person, count as paranormal? ^^"

some original character (OC) questions

4. What are your character's quirks or eccentricities that make them stand out from others?

She's a technically immortal Russian cyborg born in 1971, who stopped ageing in her thirties, so. XD But more serious: she doesn't show much emotions, partially because of being kinda tired after all these years and partially, 'cause her she has an emotional maturity of a child – again, trauma will do that to you. And, due to being rather avoidant of people for most of her life, Svetlana still sometimes feels a bit out of place, when it comes to interpersonal relationships. But she's getting better!

Also, she's extremely sentimental and often pays homage to her family. She has a whole box of mementos after her mother and (adopted) grandma and has painted traditional Russian ornamental patterns on her battle armour to honour the latter – granny Anna lived from handcraft, she was making matryoshkas, and she taught young Svetlana how to paint them.

14. What is your character's preferred method of self-expression? Do they have any artistic talents or creative outlets?

Lol, I've accidentally already answered that above. XD But yeah, Svetlana is really skilled in painting traditional Russian patterns. ^^

Thank you! 💜

#it's Rem! #ask game #mail time!

[thessalian]

Thess vs Cauldron IOTA

Well. That was ... more than I was expecting it to be. I mean, the Cauldron too, but also just ... everything I ended up doing the last few hours. Sometimes Horizon Forbidden West is just ... chasing campfires is like chasing related links on Wikipedia - it never ends, and it takes you to places you don't necessarily expect.

Right. Big crevice through there, maybe that'll help. But I'll approach from above because something's going to be guarding...

Aaaaaaaaaaaaand you're all standing just out of view. Fine. I will jump into this bush and then I will quietly murder you.

Ah, here we go. Wow; this thing's a fair bit more heavily guarded than the last one. Maybe they used beasties to give us the problems instead of just ... accessibility?

Okay, they're using both, but this could be worse...

You want me to do WHAT?!?

First attempt: failure. THIS IS NOT MY FAULT I WAS PRESSING THE BUTTON AND ALOY WOULD NOT JUMP GAH I HATE THIS. Well, at least I didn't die-die. I guess those few Survivor passives I picked up were worth it.

Second attempt: Success! Okay, now can I finally go into the Cauldron? THANK you.

Right. What's going to come at me? Rollerback, if I remember right. What don't Rollerbacks like? Purgewater? Acid? I'll go for one of each. Why not? I craft traps; may as well use them.

Oh the traps were a good thing because that came out of nowhere so lemme just step out of the way so I can shoot when it's weakened from--

...Did ... did I just one-shot a Rollerback with an acid trap? I mean, okay, it was an advanced acid trap, but... Wow. I should set up trapped sniper's nests more often.

Right. It couldn't be that easy, could it. Now, how do I get down without dying? Okay, here we go.

Wait.

Waitwut.

Waitwutno.

AAAAAAAAAAAA!

Okay got through that first time! Great! Now ... onward to clearing ... debris ... off a Tallneck head.

Okay, so I am supposed to just jump on its head. Okay.

So I just ride this head to-- Oh, FUCK OFF!

First attempt: failure. And actual death because I didn't prioritise the one with the ranged concussive blasts that can knock me off the damn Tallneck head. AIM BETTER, IDIOT.

Second attempt: success! Managed to one-shot everything, so that's good.

Right. Compared to some of the jumping puzzle shit I've been doing, this is easy. And I actually get to climb the Tallneck this time! I used to get a bit stressed over those, but seriously - compared to some of this shit? EASY.

TALLNEEEEEEEECK! And that just ... unlocked ... everything I'd already unlocked through exploration anyway. But never mind!

Okay, collecting campfires I missed last time and I think there's some greenshine and a data entry around here somewhere--

Wait. Wut.

Where the fuck did this Thunderjaw come from, and why the fuck is it charging right for me when I wasn't anywhere near it?!?

...Wait. Does that say APEX?!?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Okay. Fine. That's done. Greenshine. Sommeliers complaining. Stuff.

GO AWAY YOU LUNATIC MACHINES I WAS ONLY TRYING TO HUNT OWLS.

Look, Chargers, stop staring at me; I was only trying to shoot the damn goose! Okay, fine, you die too.

There's a ... Tremortusk out there? I WANNA SEE-- Oh. They're saving that for boss battle or something, aren't they. Boo.

But at least there's greenshine behind some firegleam and... Wait. Did that just give me the option to catch the salmon? Like, with my hands or something? I may have preferred shooting them but this'll do! POUCH UPGRADES!

Right. Question mark over there and... Oh. Rebels. They're probably guarding a campfire or something; lemme just get those out of my way and--

Oh.

I just ... started ... a rebel camp side quest. By accident. Oh well; never leave a job half-finished!

I really love it when none of them get a shot off at me. More tags. I will figure out what those are for eventually. Maybe even without Googling it. (I lie - I will almost definitely Google it because the curiosity is killing me.)

Okay. Right. Yes. I really need to log off now. Just lemme get to a shelter and-- YES! POUCH UPGRADES! Fine, it's regular ammo only, but I'll find moonfish eventually. AND I got to upgrade my short-range combat bow, because one-shotted Rollerback!

So a day in which I got stuff done, virtually speaking. Hell, I got Motherfucking Adult Stuff done too; took out the garbage and cleaned out the fridge in preparation for the groceries arriving tomorrow. This month has some gloriousness; there's going to be roast chicken and roast pork, and I am going to boil the chicken bones for stock (with herbs out of my very own little balcony-and-windowsill garden), and the leftovers will probably go into a jambalaya-ish sort of thing, or maybe a couple of batches of risotto. And I have fixings for chilli, and for bolognaise sauce. Add some gluten-free breaded chicken fillets (for lazy chicken katsu curry) and some of the long-life usuals (tinned tuna and frozen broccoli for the tuna broccoli lemon pasta, stuff like that), and with the occasional stop for fresher ingredients, I will eat well this month, and possibly on into next month.

I also treated myself to some coffee ice cream and fixings for French toast, because Being A Motherfucking Adult means you can have treats if you want them. And it's been a hard week.

#Thess plays video games #Thess liveblogs Horizon Forbidden West #Thess cooks #Thess is a motherfucking adult

[sinistersxns]

Muse Blurbs

Savannah was up bright and early, in her office, doing the mundane things. Checking bills, writing checks, doing the math, and making sure everything else that was illegal was going smoothly. Glancing at the clock, she read the time. 8:30. She sighed softly to herself and carried on with the day, lifting her cup and taking a small sip of the still-too-hot coffee.

“Ms. Garza. You’re 9 is here.” Her phone speaker announced and she looked at the clock. 8:59.

“Let them in.” She responded, putting the pen down and crossing her legs as she relaxed into her chair. Keeping an eye on the clock, she smirked a little, watching the big hand shift the time to exactly nine and then heard the click of her office door opening and her assistant letting in four large men.

“Good morning gentlemen. Have a seat.” She purred, picking a small strand of hair off her cream colored skirt. Of course the rival mob boss sat down across from her, and she smiled sweetly at him but her senses kicked in.

Slight breeze on her right cheek. Temperature about 72 degrees. Four men, two armed, one guarding the door and the fat man himself surely to have the gun as well.

“What can I do for you today Gabriel?” She hummed, twisting her chair back and forth a little at a slow pace, and letting her left hand rest on the cool glass of her desk.

“You can start by getting your poor excuse for soldiers out of my city.” The thick New York accent wasn’t lost on her but she just smiled.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that Gabriel. I have ports to run. Important and quality packages to sell.” She retorted, watching at the man just chuckled, like he had the upper hand here because she was a woman and had no guard in the immediate area. But he would be wrong.

Two snipers on the building behind her, ready for her to give the signal if needed. But she wouldn’t need them.

“That’s where your wrong Garza.” Arrogance dripped off his voice when he said her last name and it made her skin crawl. But instead she just took a deep breath, losing her patience already.

“I have more loyal customers than you. And paying ones.” He said as if it were a fact but what he didn't know was that Savannah was quickly changing that.

“Break a few bones, kill a few family members and loyalty quickly changes hands Gabriel. You should know that.” She said quietly, her smile gone and her dark brown eyes turning cold and soulless. And, of course, the polite air had turned into bristled and charged air between them. The kind of feeling one gets when waiting to see who would swing first.

When he stiffened, so did the body guards, and she caught a glimpse of which arm twitched as they moved to rest their hands on their guns, only halting when the fat man himself raised a hand to halt their actions. He was a smart man, perhaps he could sense that Savannah had more up her sleeve than she was letting on. In which case, he would be right.

Pursing her full lips in faux contemplation, she shifted forward in her chair, picking up her coffee and taking a sip, letting the silence get thicker and thicker with each passing second. After a moment, she set down the mug, purposely slowing down her actions to inflate their anxiousness and uncertainty as she held her gaze with the rival mob boss. A silent battle of dominance and playing chicken all in one.

“So…" She broke the silence finally. "Are you going to kill me?” The young mob queen asked, looking down at her desk and doing the little thing of straightening the pen, shuffling papers into a neat pile and making sure her desk light was in just the right spot, two inches to the left of where it was previously.

“If you don’t agree to pack up your shit, get the fuck outta my city and leave my buyers alone, then yes. My boys here will fill your perfect tight little body with bullets and toss you off the bridge.”

Looking at the men, she smiled a little before opening her top desk drawer and pulling out the solid gold gun that was crafted specially for her. Setting it on the desk slowly, the guards drew their guns and she noted which hand was holding them.

“Think you can?” She asked with a cocky smile.

And that was all it took. The tension in the air finally charged and cracked with her words as everyone sprung into action. Guns were raised, cocked and fingers pulling the triggers. But Savannah was milliseconds ahead of them already. She grabbed her gun, pulled the trigger three times as her arm moved from right to left. Two for the armed guards and one for the fat man in front of her. The silence settled in once more, bodies crumpled on her carpet and in her expensive leather chair. The one man left guarding her office door, wore a surprised and shocked look on his face when he finally registered that the other men had dropped like sacks of potatoes on her nice carpet in pools of their own blood. But she wasn't done. Pointing the gun at the last one standing, she watched as he gulped and mentally prepared himself to be next. However, she fired the remaining twelve bullets into the wall by his head and at his feet. When it clicked empty, she then waved him over, and he obliged, shaking visibly as he did so.

“You’re the last one standing. That makes you the messenger. Tell Gabriel’s second in command to come visit me. Tell him that we matters of mutual self interest to discuss.” She said sweetly, as she set the gun down on her desk, waving to dismiss him before she lifted her cup of coffee to take another small sip, the opposite hand moving to her office phone and pressing the preset button for her building's janitor room. "Javie, make sure to call the Garbage Man on your way up. I'll have three bags of trash waiting for him."

#Savannah musings #ramble ramble #hm i need to do more with mob queen savannah

[dragonmuse]

In Just like a one-winged dove, does Izzy ever run into Eddy again (going back for Delly's wedding, some family funeral, Stede and Eddy ending up on vacation where Izzy lives)?

(Refersher: just like the one-winged dove is the universe where Izzy leaves Eddy after they sell him out to rival, builds a life for himself by the ocean and eventually meets Lucius, who winds up staying out west with him instead of joining the Revenge staff.

So happy to revisit this one! I did find one ask that I answered about what happens with Pete and Eddy, thought I didn't ficlet it, This is a close up on Eddy specifically and a little of how she fared)

“Tell Izzy I need him in my office,” Eddy strode in to work, running behind and already halfway to working out this knot of a job. 

“Uh, he’s not here, boss,” Fang said nervously. 

“He’s really taking his time coming back,” she frowned. “What’s his fucking deal?” 

“Don’t know,” Fang trotted after them. “He said they were dangerous. What if they killed him?” 

“He’s hard to hurt, let alone kill,” they said unconcerned. “He’s more useful to them alive anyway or they wouldn’t have taken the trade.” 

With an annoyed grunt, she threw open her office door. She could run this without him, but it would be a pain in the ass. Maybe she should’ve come up with a better plan than trading Izzy for the information. It had just been expedient and he’d been annoying her that day.

As soon as Eddy crossed the threshold, they knew something was wrong. They froze, and scanned the room. 

On the desk there was a knife stuck directly upward into a stack of paper. Someone had been in here. Someone had left them a threat. Once they were sure there was nothing else lurking, she reached over and pulled the knife out with an annoyed hiss. 

The letter was in Izzy’s unmistakable spiky handwriting. 

Consider this my resignation. The next time I see you, it goes into your heart. -I 

She read it with a deep frown. What was he playing at? The papers below were still readable despite their knife wounds. It was a thick stack. A list of all of Eddy’s bank accounts with their passwords, a client list each with Izzy’s meticulous notes about where the relationship stood, a calendar of every upcoming job, and then an itemized list of all the things he’d removed from his own office that he’d paid for with his own funds. 

“That was nice of him,” Fang said, sifting through the papers as Eddy dropped them one by one back onto the desk. 

“That’s not a courtesy,” they growled. “It’s a warning sh-”

There was a horrible and familiar cracking sound. Pain lanced across her face, the heat of it registering first. 

Dimly, Eddy was aware of Fang and the others going into battle mode, shouting and hitting the floor.  Eddy didn’t bother with that. They crossed to the window, light pouring in through the bullet hole. Carefully, they looked through it. 

Izzy stood at the window across the street, sniper’s weapon already torn down and thrown across his back. But he had been waiting. He seemed to see them, despite the tint. Grimly, he flipped Eddy off and then took off running.  

“Oh, it’s on you little motherfucker,” Eddy laughed, blood streaming down her face. He was an excellent shot, though he would normally not dick around like that. The wound on her cheek was just enough to let her know that he could’ve killed her on the spot and didn’t.  

This was going to be fun. 

And for a few months, Eddy’s life was full of sound and color. They still ran regular jobs, but they tangled with all sorts of hell. Izzy had apparently joined up with the Dutchmen and was using their usual disorganization to manipulate them into being the army behind his one-man vendetta. Not that he was ever stupid enough to show his face, just the reverberations of his reach impacting every step Eddy took. 

It was a giddy experience to match wits against someone that knew them so well. Once and a while Izzy even surprised them. Not enough to get the upper hand, but there were close calls. 

And then...then it just stopped. Izzy stopped. Eddy waited for his next move as they plotted through other jobs. Waited and waited, but it never came. Rumors died too. No one knew what had become of him, including the Dutchmen, who Eddy roughly interrogated then absorbed into her own company. 

The company that was rapidly starting to bore her. Without Izzy, Eddy had no one to bounce plans off of, no one to harass them on annoyingly dull days. No one to spar with or who still treated her like she was fallible. Every person she tried to put into his position was too afraid to correct them or offer critique. 

She was bored. Very fucking bored. And one day she walked out the building and didn’t walk back in. There was enough money. Enough blood on her hands. It was depressingly easy to sell the whole thing to Jackie, take that extra cash infusion and hit the road. 

Eddy traveled for years. Not quite a tourist, but not settling anywhere either. They wandered, discovering themselves more than the places that they landed. Like the magpie Izzy had often accused her of being, she picked up trinkets, bits of languages and scattered bits of her essential self. 

At 47, having globe-trotted for years, they came back to the city to sell the apartment with a vague idea of maybe finally settling in one of the many warm places they’d taken a liking too. 

Instead, they find the Revenge. Find Stede. A little late, but for them always right on time. 

It’s more years later, four or five when they head out west for a drag competition plus vacation.  Eddy hadn’t stopped long in their travels, so it was nice to explore someplace that was basically new with Stede. They both liked the beach, taking off their shoes and walking along the water. 

That evening, Eddy was still damp from a spontaneous swim. The end of her braid releasing slow drops of water down her spine as they walked, hand-in-hand. 

“What do you think about clams for dinner, dear girl?” Stede asked. 

“Probably be fresh,” she agreed. “Saw that place on the drive that looked good.” 

Far down the beach there was another pair walking towards them. The sun was at their backs, silhouetting them a little. A smaller, stockier man with hair that brushed his shoulders, a taller one with sunglasses perched in a nest of fluffy hair. Nothing particularly threatening, but Eddy’s neck prickled. 

“Are we stopping?” Stede asked bemused. 

“Sorry, love. It’s just-” she waited a few seconds, wanting to be proven wrong. “You need to stay here.” 

“Why?” 

“Do you see that man? The shorter one?” 

“Yes?” 

“I know him,” she dropped Stede’s hand, then turned and kissed him. “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” he said automatically. “You’re scaring me.” 

“Nothing to be scared of,” she put on a smile. “It’s fine. Just a quick chat. Stay here though. Please.” 

She walked down the final hundred feet alone. Izzy had left behind his companion too. The taller man crossed his arms over his chest, looking mildly concerned, but not nearly as scared as Stede had. 

They stopped within ten feet of each other. Izzy looked...good, actually. He’d hacked the arms off a t-shirt, showing off muscles that he’d maintained over the elapsed years. His hair had gone a steely gray, but fell softly around his face. His feet were as bare as Eddy’s, all his tattoos faded, except for one that he must’ve had done after their split. It took up most of his left calf, a stained glass affair, brightly colored, a bird in flight over the sea. 

“Hi, Iz.” 

“Hi, Ed.” 

“Eddy,” she corrected. “Lots changed since we saw each other last.” 

“Eddy,” he repeated with a nod as he took her in. What was he seeing? Friend? Enemy? Stranger? “Yeah, guess that makes some sense.” 

“You said next time we saw each other...” 

“I’m not armed,” he held out his hands. Empty. Not that that meant much. Izzy wasn’t bad at hiding a blade. Or he hadn’t been. “Just came out for a walk before dinner.”  

“Israel Hands without a weapon?” She raised her eyebrows. 

“I haven’t gone by Hands in a while,” he shrugged. “I gave it all up. If you want to take me out, you’re welcome to try. Just ask that maybe we do it somewhere else. He shouldn’t have to see it.” 

Eddy frowned, looking at the tall man again.  Didn’t look like much, thirty-ish maybe, nonthreatening.  

“Who is he?” 

“My boyfriend,” Izzy said simply. Like that was easy for him to say. 

“How long?” 

“Seven years,” Izzy didn’t look back, but Eddy could see him wanting too. “What about the blond?” 

“My husband,” she said and yeah, she was always going to say that with pride, no matter the situation. “Four years. I don’t want to kill you.” 

“Fine,” Izzy tilted his head. “I stopped wanting to kill you a long time ago.” 

“Really?” 

“Eddy,” he said the name carefully, “I haven’t even thought about you in years.” 

Why did that hurt? It shouldn’t, but it landed like a stab wound in her gut. 

“You made sure it was hard for me to forget you,” she touched the scar on her cheek. 

He snorted and tapped the unfinished star under his eye, “Just wanted to make us even.” 

“...introduce me to your man.” 

He considered that, and finally he did turn and walked back to his boyfriend. They had a short conversation and then the taller man shrugged. Eddy gestured for Stede, seemed only fair.  

The four of them arrived at the same spot. 

“Lucius, this is Eddy. Eddy, this is Lucius. He’s an artist,” a curl of warm pride and Eddy had never heard that in Izzy’s voice before.  

“Nice to meet you,” Eddy held out a hand and Lucius took it with thinly-veiled disgust. Interesting. “This is Stede, Stede this is Izzy.” 

“Izzy...the man that tried to kill you?” Stede asked, voice squeaking. 

“Not recently,” Izzy said quietly.  

“Eh,” Eddy shrugged. “He didn’t try that hard.” 

Izzy didn’t argue that. Lucius took in Stede, “You don’t look like a mobster girlfriend.” 

“What?” Stede was startled into laughing. “Neither do you, I suppose.” 

“He’s a mechanic,” Lucius said mildly.  

“Eddy’s a drag queen,” Stede said staunchly. 

“Really?” Izzy blinked.  

“Really. Bikes?” 

“It’s what I knew. Do classic cars sometimes too.” 

“Huh.” 

“Come back to the house,” Lucius turned on his heels. “I’m hungry and this is clearly a lot of damage to try to talk around on empty stomachs.” 

“Luc,” Izzy protested weakly. 

“You promised me the good salmon thing and if you think I haven’t had that on my mind all afternoon...” 

“Yeah, fine. There’s enough for four.” 

Eddy has no idea what to make of that, but she follows them up the beach anyway, Stede reluctantly beside them. 

It’s not actually a bad night, eating fish next to the ocean on the back patio of Izzy and Lucius’ jewel-box house. Stede and Lucius get along after initial prickliness, talking about books and art. 

For their part, Eddy and Izzy let them fill the silence. It’s only when Stede and Lucius tactfully retreat into the kitchen (close enough to keep an eye, not so close to eavesdrop) that Eddy says, 

“I’m sorry.” 

“Are you?” Izzy considered that. “For what part?” 

Eddy blinked, “Uh...for trading you over? I assumed that’s what set you off.” 

“It was,” he conceded. “But...I think it was good. That you did.” 

“It wasn’t worth it.” 

“Not for the information,” he agreed. “But I was never going to get out any other way. I needed to get out.” 

“Yeah,” she rested her elbows on her knees. The ocean roared beside them.  “I know what you mean. The house is something, he’s an artist?”

“He is, but the house I did,” Izzy got to his feet. “Come on, I’ll give you a tour.” 

So there in the peace by the sea and years too late, Eddy stepped foot into a place Izzy lived for the first time. It would also be the last. They would part there, Eddy and Stede going back east. If Eddy thought of Izzy from time to time after that, it was with a distant fondness. A memory of what had been.

#leda house and the kraken verse #just like a one winged dove

[hiddenendings]

Zorua Nobori you said? 👀

Honestly though all of those ideas sound amazing and I can't wait to read them!

-Guilty

This ask is from 21 days ago I’m sorry my depression took me out like a sniper during a political rally but hello Guilty I was so happy to see you send me an ask. Especially one asking me to expand upon my Zorua Nobori because I am 👀 👀 👀 about this AU of mine let me tell you more.

Kudari, as a child, is verrry lonely. No one seems to be able to connect with him and he has no friends and due to his quiet nature, special interests in pokemon and trains, and blunt personality, he is often the torment of bullies calling him a pokemon or just plain weird. 

After one such day of cruel elementary aged children, he hides in the nearby forest, coming across a wild injured Zorua that seems to have been abandoned. After getting nipped, he manages to help the poor thing, patching him up and feeding him some berries to heal him. The Zorua warms up to him a little but, but is still hesitant. 

Over the next couple of weeks Kudari keeps coming back, the Zorua either ignoring him, running from him, or lightly nipping or scratching at him when he gets too affectionate. He also tends to steal half of Kudari’s snacks, making the kid chase him all over the woods before hiding in a tree as he munches on his prizes. 

Even with all the teasing and tormenting, the two start to get along, especially when Kudari learns that the Zorua seems to have lost his parents and the rest of his siblings and is all alone. Kudari says that they can be family, in that case, and names him Nobori. Kudari and Nobori. They match! 

One day Kudari is chased into the forest by his bullies after a more physical altercation that involved Kudari biting, because his best and only friend at the moment is a wild Zorua who playfights with him. Nobori rushes out to try and help him, the main bully having sent out his pokemon which ends up using a super-effective move on a pokemon that’s not actually ever battled before so little guy gets fucked a little. Kudari steps in to take the next hit to protect him, getting poisoned by the bully’s pokemon in the process.

Before the bullies can run the fuck off and claim it wasn’t them, Nobori attacks the pokemon viciously, the bullies tearing their way out of there as Nobori runs back to Kudari and is frantic over him. Kudari is often sick, he recalls, and has a weak immune system. The poison could be deadly for him. 

Nobori remembers stories his parents had told him before disappearing about their abilities and just what it is they could do - and how powerful their illusions could become. Apparently there was a story that if a human trusted a Zorua enough, and let them into their heart and soul willingly, then the Zorua could take on a copy of their form that was more than any illusion. 

Nobori makes eye contact with Kudari, who’s just relieved he’s okay, before the two simply stare at each other. Kudari nods, Nobori licks his wounds and swallows a little of the blood, before taking on a strong, stable illusion of Kudari himself, only his colors are black and red and a frown is there in place of a smile. He scoops Kudari up and rushes him to his house that he’s been told about before, banging on the door to reveal Kudari’s parents, Nobori begging them to help Kudari. 

After things are settled, the parents invite Nobori inside and get the story of what he really is. They thank him for helping Kudari and… he’s quite the responsible older brother. If he would like to stay… 

In the end, Kudari gets a twin. One who is very careful about his health and is very protective. The parents move soon after to a nicer town where they meet Elesa and others, Nobori introducing himself as Kudari’s twin and speaking for him when he’s unable.

So yeah.

Not sure how long I would want to make this, but I have ideas in mind for their pokemon journey, their start as Subway Bosses, Nobori’s time during and after Hisui, and so on, so, uh, yeah. Y’all interested in seeing this story/au?

#blankshipping #asks #rambles #zorua ingo au #i am #so excited to work on this honestly #ask me more if you want i have os much i want to info-dump #and yes this is def blankshipping #don't you worry

[bmaxwell]

Mario + Rabbids: Sparks of Hope

Mario + Rabbids Kingdom Battle was a near-miss for me. It was immediately on my radar for three reasons:

It's a tactics game and I often love those.

It's a non-Nintendo developer putting out a Mario game

Mario has a fucking GUN.

That last one isn't typically a plus in my book, but Nintendo is pretty protective over their mascot, and the idea of Nintendo allowing Mario to be out there capping fools (albeit with guns that look like toy ray guns) was wild. Kingdom Battle was okay. It's a game that I wanted to enjoy a little more than I did. The most memorable part of the game was the Mario diss track that the game's opera singer boss lays down.

It's-a-me and Let's-a-go are the only words you know

5 years later Ubisoft released Mario + Rabbids: Sparks of Hope to a reception of resounding indifference. There are a few reasons for this I think:

There was little marketing for the game. It came and went pretty quietly

Rabbids are dumb.

Tactics games just don't hit in a mainstream way.

What are the biggest tactics games in terms of revenue and widespread success? XCOM? Three of the best games released in 2022 were tactics games; Midnight Suns and Sparks of Hope both went over like a lead balloon, and I would bet that Square Enix is disappointed with the sales of Tactics Ogre Reborn.*

But I'm not here to mourn the lost bonuses of studio executives, I'm here to talk about videogames, and Sparks of Hope is a damn good one. A strange one, but good. It's exactly what you want out of a sequel to an almost great game: they took all the little details that were not quite there with Kingdom Battle and tightened them up in Sparks of Hope. The overworld is no longer a slog you have deal with in order to get to the combat. There are little optional goodies everywhere, and the puzzles are generally pretty inoffensive.

Gone are the weapon upgrades, replaced with the game's titular sparks. These goofy little star guys can be equipped like gear, and each grants both an active ability and a passive one. Some are simply "Do wind/electricity/fire/ice damage in an area and also you are immune to that same damage type." You get into stuff like "Lure all enemies in range toward you" or "Become invisible" or "Summon a big Donkey Kong rabbid to knock all the bad guys away from you."

Each member of your group can equip 2 sparks and, paired with each character's unique abilities and skill trees, this lends the game a real "roll your own" feel. You have a good assortment of snipers, support, bruisers, and a whole mess of stuff between. The sparks let you either specialize your characters, or cover weak spots if need be. Bowser isn't a healer, but I can make it so he is able to put shields on his team, and rez them in a pinch.

Each character has skills trees, and the game lets you refund and reassign skill points freely outside of combat. This is another key part of the freedom in Sparks of Hope. The developers did so much so make all the details surrounding the core gameplay as frictionless as possible. You can swap Sparks, refund skill points, and your entire roster levels up at the same rate whether they're in combat or not.

That freedom extends to the combat as well. Each character has a movement range and 2 action points. They can also do one dash (slam into an enemy to deal a little damage and briefly knock them off their feet) and one air jump (one teammate can launch another into the air like setting in volleyball). There are no hexes or grids here, the movement is open and fluid. You can keep moving around until your turn ends or you use an attack, and you can swap freely between your team members until you decide to end your turn.

This leads to an ocean of possibilities that could be overwhelming depending on how you are wired as a player. There's a lot of "I'm going team jump Mario off Rabbid Peach, then have him return the favor so she can reach that enemy way over there. I'll use her AOE heal while she's close to both Mario and Luigi, then I'll put them both into overwatch so that when she runs up and dashes into that baddie and pops him up in the air, they'll both get an overwatch shot and take him out this turn." I could have handled that a dozen different ways, but I came up with a plan and went with it.

It often feels like you COULD stare at the board for 5 minutes and deduce the most optimal course of action. But I was able to get by on making quick plans and gut calls, and the game is designed in such a way that I never felt like I was being punished for not finding the One Optimal Way to Play. It feels like you can mostly get by with whatever team comp you roll in with if you play smartly. There have been times where I realize I shouldn't have done that, but there are usually enough options in the toolbox that I can course correct.

The biggest bummer about Sparks of Hope is that it feels like it could have been even better. The game gives you a handful of Mario characters, and handful of rabbid versions of them - so you have Mario and Rabbid Mario, Luigi and Rabbid Luigi, and so on. The rabbid characters are actually charming and well written. They're goofy and dumb, but in a way that makes me roll my eyes, sigh, and say "Okay, you got me." Rabbid Mario cracks me up every time he quips in his borderline-offensive Italian accent. They're not fantastic, but they're Good Enough. They're fun.

Which is more than I can say for the Nintendo characters in the game. We get little more than a Mario waHOO, a Bowser growl, or a Luigi Oh no! They're flat, nothing characters. I'm sure this was Nintendo being extremely strict about how their IP is represented, but if the writers made me like rabbids characters even a little bit, I bet they could have done a bang up job if they were turned loose with the whole cast.

Lastly, I'm still baffled by the character Edge. It feels like they tried to make a Cloud Strife rabbid. She's brooding and serious and just lame as hell. Do the developers know? Am I supposed to be like "This rabbid is cool as fuck?" or am I supposed to groan and make a jerkoff motion every time she speaks?

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*They are disappointed in the sales of literally every game that isn't Final Fantasy XIV.

[therisingphoenixden]

A continuation of my Blue Lions blind playthrough thoughts! And some of my NG+ Black Eagles run!

EVERYONE'S ALIVE? YAY! And glow-ups all around!

Whoopsie doodle! Guess using the monastery as our base was a bad idea. But now we march!

FERDIE NOOOOOO! I TRIED SO HARD TO RECRUIT YOU! At least we got Dedue back and he's alive? But Ferdie!!

LORENZ NOOOOO!

(A lot of incoherent screeching over character deaths at Gronder Field, namely Rafael and Bernie)

Welp. Sorry Rodrigue. You're a parent in a Fire Emblem game. At least your death wasn't in vain and pulled Dimitri out of his funk!

Time to liberate the capital city of Faergus!

Must. Protect. Claude and Hilda!

RIP Hubert. And Jeritza too, I guess. Yes, I'm still mad he kidnapped Flayn during White Clouds.

SO MANY S-SUPPORT CHOICES! WHO DO I PICK?! Joke's on y'all because I went Seteth!

WHAT?! WHAT?! EDELGARD IS A DEMONIC BEAST NOW?! WHAT?!

That was...surprisingly easy compared to the end boss of Cindered Shadows. I was also around levels 45-55 with my endgame party (Enlightened One healer Byleth w/Fortress Knight Gilbert adjutant, unique-classed Dimitri w/Bishop Flayn adjutant, Wyvern Lord Seteth, Mortal Savant Felix, Fortress Knight Sylvain, Trickster Yuri, War Monk Balthus, Warlock Hanneman w/Mortal Savant Dorothea adjutant, Sniper Ashe, Assassin Ignatz, and Gremory Mercedes).

As a side note, art boy Ignatz does NOT fuck around on the battlefield! Gave that boy a crit ring and let him go to town as a dodge tank.

Seteth's S-support be all "I love you, let's get married, and we should get back to work soon" but it's also oddly sweet?

Hanneman helped Lysithia live longer! And she took up his cause when he passed on!

Sylvain and Felix feels up in this house tonight!

I can honestly say I was not expecting the Dimitri/Flayn ending! It was absolutely the sweetest thing ever!

NEW GAME PLUS TIME! BLACK EAGLES, BABY!

Early game is super similar to my BL run. BUT HOLY HELL MAX ACTIVITY POINTS IS A *LOT* TO SPEND! Especially before you unlock training with academy staff, the sauna, and tea time.

First non-Ashen Wolves recruit - Sylvain! It's because I have tiddies, isn't it? GOTTA RECRUIT 'EM ALL!!!

HA! I have effectively yoinked all the Blue Lions I can!

Ferdenand is my precious bean now that I'm teaching the Black Eagles! (And RIP to his VA, Billy Kametz. I was shocked and saddened to hear of his passing over the weekend)

Regarding the above, I had tea time with Ferdie and nearly started crying.

I WILL FISTFIGHT EVERYTHING TO PROTECC BERNADETTA!

Hubert is...both oddly hot and very creepy. Debating whether S-support is in the cards for him or not.

Something's up with Edelgard and I'm not sure I want to side with her just yet. If I learned anything from Lysithia's supports, double-crests are never a good thing! What I do know about BE is that the route splits at some point. When will it split and which path should I take?!

BATTLE OF EAGLE AND LION TIME! AND I'VE STOLEN ALMOST EVERYONE FROM THEIR ORIGINAL HOUSES! HOW IS THIS GOING TO WORK?! Will I just be fighting Dimitri and Dedue with their troops and Claude, Hilda, Leonie, and Marianne with their troops?! (Although I have a sneaking suspicion Marianne might defect to Black Eagles soon)

#fire emblem three houses #spoilers #still playing blind-ish #kind of hard to say blind when I already did Blue Lions

[keiichikuzuryuwu]

For Better or Worse

Pairing: Niragi x Fem!Streamer!Reader

Genre: Fluff? I think?

Warnings: A (literal) shotgun wedding, Dubcon if you squint, Niragi using pet names

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: I never really planned on writing an xNiragi, but I couldn’t get this idea out of my head sooooo hope you enjoy! :D

Great. Just great.

You had been all set to marry the man of your dreams- kind, attentive, encouraging of your career as a popular streamer, and now… now you were sitting on the steps of the darkened wedding chapel, in a post apocalyptic version of Tokyo.

If only your stupid fiancee had kept his damn mouth shut, you might be happily cutting into your wedding cake right now, but nope! He just had to tell his best man that the only reason he was even with you was because of your family’s business connections, and that he was screwing one of your bridesmaids on the side right as you passed by the room he was getting ready in.

You’d told your maid of honor you were just going to step out for a breath of fresh air, but the moment you stepped outside, the fireworks appeared, and everything went dark. When you’d walked back inside, there was no one inside either of the wedding halls and no one in any of the side rooms. It was like they’d all just disappeared, leaving you to fend for yourself in a ballgown wedding dress and high heels.

For the first two hours, you’d run around the block, looking in every store, office, and apartment, but finding no one in those either. Next, you walked back to the chapel, screaming every curse under the sun and tearing the bouquet in your hands apart. After that, the shock of being all alone had worn off, and you sunk on to the front steps, crying your eyes out. And now, finally, as the sun was setting, you had come to accept it- you had obviously been isekaied into an alternate reality, and needed to figure out what to do next.

“I guess the first step is finding a safe place to stay…” As you stood up, your stomach growled, and you put your hand on it, sighing, “And some food…”

Just then, the chapel behind you lit up, bathing you in warm light. The doors swung open, and the appealing fragrance of baked goods wafted outside, as well as the soft notes of string instruments. You’d played enough games to know that something was obviously trying to get you to walk right into an important plot point or boss battle, but you honestly didn’t care. You were starving, and tired, and just wanted to get whatever this was over with.

“What the hell?” But you were not immediately greeted with enough candy and pastries to make even Hansel and Gretle’s witch jealous like you thought you would be. No, you were greeted with a table full of cell phones, and a sign which read:

Entry Limit

Four

Time Limit

30 Minutes

Prize

Wedding Cake and Champagne

You had no idea what any of that meant, but you decided to pick up a phone, and were surprised when it suddenly booted up.

Face recognition in progress. Please wait a moment. was displayed for a moment, before ID10000227 appeared.

Before you could further question what was going on, the sound of a car pulling up and loud, happy voices alerted you of other people coming. Without really thinking about it, you hid in the nearby coat closet, peeking through the slats to get a look at the newcomers. Two people, a man and a woman sporting swimsuits, walked in, laughing and chatting as they were followed by a man in dark jeans and a monochrome giraffe shirt. All three of them carried weapons, the biggest of which was a sniper rifle being carried by the guy in the giraffe shirt.

“So, wedding hall this time, huh?” The sniper casually commented as he picked up a phone, looking around with half interest.

“Ooh, maybe we have to decorate a big wedding cake or something fun like that~” The woman proposed, also grabbing a phone.

“Oy, Niragi,” The last guy was staring at the table, “There’s only one phone left.”

“So? Just means someone’s already registered,” Sniper replied.

“Yeah? Then where the fuck are they? Because there’s only three of us here, and no one was dead on the steps when we pulled up.”

“Could be a trick,” The woman shrugged, “Make us think there’s an extra person around to raise paranoia.”

“Hm… Or…” Glancing around the hall, the sniper’s eyes landed on the closet you were in, and he smirked.

You only had a second to react, shrieking in fear as you ducked in order to miss the bullets shot right where your head had been a moment before. In a flash, the door was opened, and the sniper loomed over you, a sadistic grin on his face.

“Found you~”

“Eh? What’s she doing over here in the closet?” Walking closer, the woman crossed her arms as she got a proper look at you, “In a wedding dress, no less.”

“Think she just got here?” The other man smirked.

Crouching so he was eye level with you, the sniper wiped away one of your tears, “What’s a cute little blushing bride like you doing all alone somewhere like this?”

You have no idea what came over you, but in that moment you regained a little bravery, practically sneering, “P-Playing hide and seek, obviously.”

For a moment, you didn’t know how these very much armed, very dangerous looking people were going to react, but found yourself relieved when they burst out laughing.

“Oh she’s funny!” The woman snorted.

“You might want to be a little less sarcastic, kitten,” Amused, the sniper stood up before leaning over to grab you and force you on your feet as well, “We might be the only people standing between you and a gruesome death~”

Not leaving you time to respond, the other man grabbed the last phone and registered.

“Four participants have arrived. Entry has now closed. The game will now commence.”

“What fun game do we get to play this time?”

“Difficulty: Six of ♥.”

“Oh fuck offffff! I hate ♥ games!” The woman groaned, only confusing you further.

“Six of ♥? Like a playing card?”

“Hah, told ya she just got here,” The second man sneered.

“Game- ‘Shotgun Wedding.’ Rule- In pairs, you will answer questions about your ‘fiancee.’ Approximate answers will give you one point, while exact answers will give you two points. All questions must be answered, and no cheating is allowed. Clear Condition- Be the couple with the most points after all questions have been answered. Should both couples get the same number of points, both pairs win.”

“Alright, then how’re couples determined?”

“In order of registration, please pair up with your fiancee and enter separate halls.”

“Looks like it’s you and me, darling~” The sniper wrapped his arm around your waist, winking at you.

“Ooh, tough luck, Niragi, getting paired with the stranger,” The woman chuckled, linking her arm through the other man’s as they walked towards the other hall, “We’ll make sure Aguni holds a proper funeral for you!”

Watching the other couple enter their assigned hall, you began to tear up again.

“Oh gods, we’re going to die, aren’t we??”

“Relax, we have a better chance than they think,” Still smirking as he led you to your assigned hall, the sniper whispered in your ear before nipping at it, making butterflies flutter in your stomach. He was dangerous, you had empirical evidence of that, but damn if he wasn’t attractive in a fucked up sorta way.

At the end of the aisle was a robot priest, a shotgun on each side of them. Fabulous, everyone here was armed except you.

“Please, fill out these wedding registration forms before we begin. You have five minutes,” As you approached them, the robot held up two clipboards. At least that was a normal part of the wedding process, you’d had to fill one out for your wedding to your first fiancee. At least, you thought it would be normal until you actually looked at the form.

It started with the standard name space, but took an immediate left in asking for your favorite food, dream vacation, and what the last lie you told was. In total, there were fifteen questions, and you felt more doomed than ever. Still, you filled it out, and turned it in.

“Both forms have been turned in. Will the couple please stand in front of me and join hands,” Following Robo Priest’s instructions, you stood facing the sniper, and put your hands in his. Immediately, a pair of handcuffs were placed around your wrists.

“Kinky,” The sniper licked his lips, causing your cheeks to heat up.

“Please don’t joke about this…”

“Oh, I’m taking this very seriously~”

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the holy matrimony of this couple. We will now begin the vows- First question: What is your fiancee’s name?” Robo Priest turned to you, “Partner one?”

“Niragi! I heard them call him Niragi!”

“The correct answer is Suguru Niragi. One point for correct surname. Partner two?”

“Y/N L/N,” He answered without hesitation, catching you off guard. You’d never met, as far as you could remember. There was no way you’d forget a man like this one.

“The correct answer is Y/N L/N. Two points for correct full name.”

“How do you know my name??” You whispered harshly, only for Robo Priest’s eyes to turn red.

“Please, no conversing with your fiancee unless instructed to. You will not be given another warning. Question two- What does your fiancee do for work? Partner one?”

“Gods, I don’t know… Professional marksman?”

“The correct answer is video game engineer. Zero points. Partner two?”

“Video game streamer.”

“The correct answer is streamer. Two points for specific job title.”

Oh, now it made sense… He was a fan.

Wait… A game engineer named Suguru Niragi…

It suddenly clicked in your head who he was, and your eyes widened.

“Question three- What is your soulmate’s favorite food? Partner one?”

This time, you knew what to say, “Curry with no carrots and extra ginger!”

The smirk on Niragi’s face said it all. He was one of the people behind one of your favorite games, and the two of you had even had several conversations over twitter. You could almost kick yourself for not realizing sooner.

“The correct answer is curry with no carrots and extra ginger. Two points. Partner two?”

“Spicy gyudon.”

“The correct answer is spicy gyudon. Two points.”

It continued like that, the two of you answering questions correctly, until finally, the last question arrived.

“Question fifteen- What was the last lie your fiancee told? Partner one?”

You genuinely had no idea what the answer could be. It was such a subjective question! Did they really have a way to know if what they’d put on the form was truly the last lie they’d told?

Knowing you were running out of time, you looked Niragi in the eyes, and answered, “‘I hate you.’”

“The correct answer is ‘I won’t kill you if you beg.’ Zero points. Partner two?”

“‘I hate you too.’”

“The correct answer is ‘I’m alright.’ Zero points. With that, the vows have concluded. Please wait a moment while the other couple finishes their vows,” Silence washed over the wedding hall as they waited, unable to move for fear of this shotgun wedding living up to it’s name. Finally, after what felt like forever, the Robo Priest moved again, “With forty eight points, you are the more compatible couple.” 

The sound of two gunshots came from the room next door, startling you. Guess it lived up to it’s name after all.

“By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you married. Please kiss.”

“Excuse me?”

“They might still kill us if we don’t comply,” Niragi whispered to you, leaning in a bit, “You wouldn’t want that, would you?”

You definitely didn’t want that, so, taking a breath, you leaned in and kissed him. His lips were surprisingly soft, the feeling of his teeth gently tugging on your bottom lip making you shiver. Thankfully, before you could lose yourself in this exhilarating, intoxicating kiss, the handcuffs binding you unlocked and fell off, producing a dull clunk that brought you to your senses. Pulling away, you blushed and looked away.

“Game clear. Congratulations!” Your phones chimed, “To the winners of the game, we will now supply you with a visa.”

“Visa?” Confused, you looked back at Niragi, only to see him already walking back down the aisle, “Hey!”

“Yes?” He turned, amused as you raced after him.

“You’re supposed to wait for your bride before walking back down the aisle!”

“Oh, so you’re my bride now?”

Realizing what you’d said, you blushed, “N-No! But we are still in a wedding hall, and may or may not be legally married in the eyes of whatever law this bizarro world has, so the least you can do is follow through on the fantasy after making me kiss you!”

“Well, when you put it like that,” He offered you his arm, allowing you to slip yours through it before walking again, “This better, wifey~?”

“Much,” Exiting the wedding hall, you saw a large cake decorated with hearts and sugar flowers, and a bottle of wine in the bucket next to it, “Guess that’s the wedding cake and champagne we were promised as a prize.”

“So we indulge in that and then… honeymoon time?”

“As if,” You scoffed, “I need to figure out where to go now. This place clearly isn’t safe, and I’ll need a change of clothes so I’m not running around playing any more death games in a damn wedding dress. That’s not even accounting for food and-”

Leaning against the nearby wall, Niragi laughed.

“What? I say something funny?”

“If you’re worried about all that, you should just come with me. I can give you that and so much more~”

“…Niragi, two of your friends just died and you haven’t bat an eye.”

He shrugged, “Not my friends.”

“Still, how the hell could I trust you?”

Moving closer, he placed his arm on the wall above your head, smirking as he leaned in, “What’s your alternative? Either you come with me and I’ll make sure you’re protected and cared for, or you go out there and fend for yourself. So… which would you prefer, kitten?”

He made a fair point, and the longer you thought about it, the less unsure you felt about him.

“For better or worse,” You gripped the front of his shirt, staring him straight in the eyes.

“Till death do us part,” He replied, closing the small distance between you, and kissing you once more.

#aib niragi #niragi x reader #suguru niragi #alice in borderland #alice in borderland x reader #aib #aib x reader #aib scenarios #Imawa no Kuni no Arisu

[skazoo]

↳ jeon jungkook x f!reader

war has never been more frustrating- oh well... it sure has but you know...

length. 0.7k

genre. crack, fluff, established relationship

warnings/tags. swear word(s), war vocabulary?? i think that's it

notes. dumb little jk drabble before i finish and post a big leeknow x reader fic for wich i will have a teaser out sometimes later. had fun writing this lmao.

always thanks to my bff for beta-reading and to that tumblr post for inspiring me. hope you enjoy!

i'm desperate for feedback and i love comments with your opinion!

(cross-posted on ao3 only)

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War is in full motion as you stealthily walk on the elevated surface, scanning, scrutinizing the maze-like battlefield where your teammates are silently advancing in formation.

The long barrel of the sniper rifle clinks lightly as you rest it upon the metal railing, angling your body to take a clean shot of your current main target.

With a deep breath, you close one eye and put the other close to the makeshift scope of the weapon, the red laser pointer shoots out and sets itself on the back of your enemy, time stills, and with a swift push of the trigger, the shot is fired.

Your rifle vibrates under your touch as a scream resonates through the silent arena.

“Fuck! Not again! Who was it this time!? Come out, you coward!”

“Ah! Suck it Park! I’m owning your ass so bad it makes me think you’re liking it!”, your mocking is victorious, as you high-five your second in command, grinning like a maniac at the man on the other side of the large dark room.

“Laser tag is brutal ‘Min, you either die or get killed”, Jin solemnly preaches, and you seriously nod beside him.

“You either- that doesn’t even make sense- Kook why do you always let them team up together!? They’re so dumb, and they always annihilate us so bad is embarrassing!”, Jimin whines loudly as he shame-walks towards the neon green sign of the exit.

“I don’t let them. She just tells me and expects I agree, and I’m okay with it because you know how I love getting bossed around by her. Especially in bed.”

“Stop being horny Jungkook. We’re at war, there’s no time for love or sex.”

“You sure baby?”, he says with such a smug grin that makes you want to shoot him in the head and stab a victory flag into his body.

You throw a competitive look his way, and he smirks innocently, mischief hiding under the surface.

The battle is still raging as the countdown nears zero dangerously fast.

With two members on both teams left and too many places to hide, you are getting antsy, impatient, and extremely worried that Yoongi will let himself get murdered just to speed up the process of going out to eat.

02:02

You should still have time to climb the metal ladder and at least eliminate Joon who's, without doubts, carelessly walking around with his guard down even if you heard Jungkook beg him not to.

As you leave Yoongi in a sheltered corner, hopeful that he will at least stay silent and not whine, you sneakily get yourself on the second level, getting in position again.

01:40

With Namjoon in sight, the job is easy.

Position. Breath. Laser. Trigger. Victory.

Only somewhere between 'laser' and 'trigger', two strong arms wrap around you, spinning you and gently pinning you to the banister.

Jungkook's cologne engulfs you as he takes your chin in his hands and starts kissing you slowly, softly. Kissing you with so much love that for a second you feel destabilized.

As he parts from your mouth, he sweetly nips at your lower lip.

He stares lovingly into your eyes, and without missing a beat, before even a single snarky remark can form in your brain, you feel the familiar vibrations of your tactical vest signal that you've been eliminated.

Eliminated.

Eliminated?

Your eyes fall on the neon blue shotgun that your boyfriend holds between your bodies, and you're left completely stunned. Wordless. Dumbfounded when the man- no, the filthy enemy bends slightly down to peck your lips one more time and then walks away, weapon on the shoulder, as if absolutely fucking nothing happened. And all you can do is stare at his stupid broad back and his stupid sculpted ass and his stupid teammates cheering from the other side of dirty plastic windows.

00:00

When you manage to speak, indignation strains your voice. "This is outrageous! We're having another match. Another match right now!"

Behind you, Yoongi pats your shoulder, and with a glacial seriousness you've only seen him use when the other disturbs him while he's working, he utters words that seal your first defeat in the arena after a long time of perfect victories.

"We're not playing again, we're eating. Now."

#jungkook x reader #jk x reader #jeon jungkook #jk icons #bts x reader #bangtan x reader #bts fanfction #bts #bts au fanfic #established relationship #bts smut #bts angst #bts scenarios #bts x you #bts icons #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x you #bts drabble #jungkook fluff #jungkook established relationship #bangtan #bangta boys #bts packs #jungkook x you #jungkook fanfic #kpop x reader #lotr fanfiction #jungkook imagines #bts imagines

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 314: ...Or You Live Long Enough to See Yourself Become the Villain

Previously on BnHA: Some random assholes were all “let’s throw exploding spears at All Might and see if it activates his Conqueror’s Haki” and SURPRISE, MOTHERFUCKERS, IT DID!! Elsewhere, Lady Nagant confusingly tried to capture Deku alive by shooting him in the stomach, but to be fair I guess that’s what happens when you send an assassin to do a bounty hunter’s job, so yeah. Deku was all “ouch”, and then because this is a shounen he basically just straight up forgot about it, and did a big fancy Smokescreen thing, and then activated his mildly incomprehensible new ki-blasting quirk which he got from the Third. En and the Third were all “hey Deku maybe let’s not just impulsively activate all this shit in the heat of battle when you don’t know how to use it yet and you’re already injured,” and Deku was all “thanks for the quirks guys but I’ll take it from here” and snuck up on Nagant and grabbed her arm and so now what’s going to happen I wonder.

Today on BnHA: Nagant is all “[shoots Deku again]” because of course she is lol. Deku is all “tell me about AFO!” and Nagant is all “why would I tell you anything?” and then proceeds to tell him her entire life story which is FILLED WITH SO MUCH MURDER, YOU GUYS. Holy shit. So basically she was an assassin for the HPSC, which we already knew, but somehow it’s one thing to know that, and another to actually see her running around capping dudes in the forehead and being covered in more blood than the elevator from The Shining. Anyway, so you’ll never believe it, but all that murder had a negative impact on her psychologically, and eventually led her to question everything she believed about hero society, and so she killed her creepy boss and was promptly sent to Tartarus. This extremely fun chapter ends with Overhaul showing up all “HI, HELLO, I’M STILL HERE”, because for some reason he is still here. Why are you still here, Overhaul.

“the beautiful Lady Nagant” oh you know your audience don’t you Horikoshi

well all right then! so I’m guessing this means that she is not, in fact, going to roll over and die just because Deku’s out here all “GOT YA!” like they’re playing a game or tag or something. ffff may the manga gods have mercy on our young suicidal protagonist

lmao so Deku is all “GOD I’M SO SMART, WHAT A GOOD STRATEGY I HAD, CAPITOL JOB THERE OL’ CHAP, CAPITOL” and lol, okay. I mean, it was a good plan though. but I’m still waiting for the other shoe to drop here

“I’ll make you give me information on All for One” well there you go, lol. Deku Angst arc still fully engaged. still no light in his eyes either of course. just a lil chaotic ball of sleep deprivation and rage

lol, fucking THANK YOU though

oh my god what the hell did she do to him lol

did she shoot him with her elbow??? fucking look at this?? THIS IS WHY WE LISTEN TO HAWKS oh my god Deku are you dead

WHAT’S HAPPENING, IS THIS GOOD OR BAD, WHO’S WINNING

things that I wish I could tell from this panel which I unfortunately cannot tell

did she stab him or shoot him?? can you imagine if it was the former lol. why does Horikoshi keep stabbing all my kids. look Kacchan now the two of you can match

did she actually hit him or did he get away??

or did she hit him and then he jumped away?? just, what

well anyway, so now Deku is asking her why she sided with AFO, but he seems a lot more pissed off than when he was interrogating Muscular, though. probably because she shot him three times. fair enough

oh my god

does Lady have a blog here on tumblr dot com?? -- does Horikoshi have a blog here on tumblr motherfucking dot com?? why do I suddenly feel like this man is out here sneakily reading up on all our discourse

oh my god Deku it’s almost like getting up close and personal with someone who can shoot custom bullets from any distance and any position with deadly accuracy was a terrible fucking idea

IF ONLY SOMEONE HAD WARNED YOU NOT TO ENGAGE WITH HER AT ALL COSTS. IF ONLY SOMEONE HAD HAD THE FORESIGHT TO DO THAT sob. can you imagine how much shorter this series would be if characters actually listened to Hawks. Hawks, and Momo. why do we even let anyone else run the show ever

OH MY GOD

DEKU, RUN

OH MY GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING

this looks a lot like what happens to me whenever I play One’s Justice. those fucking combo attacks that you can’t fucking escape from and so your character just has to stand there getting their ass whalloped repeatedly while you wonder why you paid $40 for this

but anyways though. so Lady who did you kill?? I bet they deserved it, don’t worry I forgive you

(ETA: ANYWAY SO FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT LADY NAGANT DID NOTHING WRONG EVER IN HER ENTIRE LIFE. aside from murdering all those innocent people and shit. but there were CIRCUMSTANCES, and THEY WERE EXTENUATING, OKAY.)

-- holy shit

looks like the HPSC arc is back on the menu boys

so are we about to learn that the HPSC was going full Hydra on people’s asses? secretly dispatching anyone they deemed a threat to society?? “taken care of” as in you fucking shot them??

so then was the “hero” she killed actually one of the guys who was giving or carrying out these orders?? holy shit Lady, up until now I’ve mainly just been stanning you for your flawless eyebrow game and metal af quirk, but this shit could actually get real very quickly, and I am prepared to genuinely and sincerely love the shit out of you depending on what we learn next about your backstory

oh my god?!?

so wait, hold up. am I reading this right?? basically the HPSC started murdering vigilantes because they were worried they were gaining too much of the public’s favor?? holy fucking shit???

oh my GOD oh my god

“it’s been a while since I scarred you all with the dead dog and the graphic slaughter of an entire innocent family, huh,” Horikoshi says thoughtfully. “anyway so what do you all think of my new creation, the Spaghetti Bullet.” well, Horikoshi, so you know that squished-up face that Kermit the Frog makes sometimes? yeah. that’s what I think, if you must know lol

holy hell the juxtaposition

I’m actually kind of surprised to learn she had a lot of fans? what with her M.O., I was expecting her to have been an underground hero like Aizawa, but apparently not? then again I still have absolutely no idea how any of that works. I really need to read Vigilantes already

oh snap

nothing like a sweet dose of assassin trauma to finally round out our BnHA Trauma Bingo!! well done guys, we finally collected all of the traumas! hooray!

noooo Ladyyyyyyy

holy shit what a fucking chapter. like, this man promised us an assassin, and went and fucking delivered. I was not expecting it to be this dark, lol, but holy shit I am here for it

you know, at some point you have to start questioning the logistics of this, though

I mean, how do I put this... her quirk isn’t exactly subtle. that murder scene from a few pages back looked like the first season of Dexter for fuck’s sake, that’s not exactly “disappearing” people now is it?? and I mean, her bullets are literally made from her own fucking hair; it seems like it would be impossible not to leave any evidence behind. did no one start to wonder who the fuck was going around murdering all these people? or did the people who asked too many questions wind up getting conveniently “disappeared” themselves??

and hey, speaking of asking too many questions

holy shit is he blackmailing her??!? or no, wait -- what the hell is he reaching for in his pocket boy you better not

(ETA: what exactly was this man expecting fdslkjd. “uh oh my unstoppable hair trigger assassin who is literally always armed is asking questions, better announce that I am going to shoot her and then reach into my pocket veeeeeery slowly while she stands there all of two feet away.” how did this guy ever function as the head of a shadow government with these decision-making skills, I’m genuinely baffled.)

OH MY GOD LADY YES

this. right here. is why “run the fuck away” was damn good solid fucking advice. oh shit. but my god did this dude have it coming

so wait lol has she just been narrating all of this out loud to Deku this entire time

okay but can we just stop for a moment and appreciate the fact that they’re having this deep conversation about the dark secrets of hero society right in the middle of their intense mid-air sniper free-for-all lol

holy shit you guys, Nagant’s the one that should have made the tell-all video. I mean, no offense to you, Dabi, I’m sure you worked very hard on your video and did a ton of crunches every day so that you would look good with your shirt off while you told the world all about how your dad was a jerk. but seriously...

this is already like 100x more convincing than what he put out. also, gasp, is it another flashback

yes it is oh my gosh

so the HPSC Chairladyperson whom ReDestro killed used to be this guy’s direct subordinate, huh? I wonder if she kept the whole assassin program going after she took over. can’t say I was feeling any particular kind of grieving way about her death before, but certainly not now lol

but unfortunately Nagant has finally lost me at the same place where all of the villains inevitably do, which is to say when they somehow make the dubious mental leap from “society sucks and is bad” to “let’s just be openly fucking evil lol, worth a shot.” because when heroes murder innocent people and cover it up, that’s obviously bad (and I mean, it absolutely fucking is lol, don’t get me wrong); but when villains murder innocent people straight up out in the open without giving a fuck, they’re righteous revolutionaries? just -- is there really no non-murdery middle ground here?? I guess that’s what Deku and co. are for, hopefully

anyways oh shit Deku seems to have spotted something?? and he’s doing something weird with Blackwhip what

oh, he spotted her, I guess

lmaooooo

new favorite Deku panel right here. a masterpiece

oh my god you guys our little boy is starting to grow up before our eyes

you love to see it. and you can tell with those elipses that he’s gearing up to say something really cool and determined and badass like the shounen protag he is, yes please, Deku ilu so much please do your thing

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

IS THAT A TEENY TINY LIL EYE SPARKLE THERE OMG. still not anywhere close to his usual standard, but that’s some clear resolve there in his eyes there at long last! it always shines the most clearly when he’s being true to himself and his ideals, so I love that it finally shows up again here, when he’s reaffirming his resolve to help others no matter what

uh oh so what’s Lady going to do now

is it time for a trump card?? kinda sounding like it’s time for a trump card

???

I lied btw, this is my new favorite Deku panel. but anyways what is she up to now lol

ohhhhhh, lol

why does she seem shocked, lol. here I thought this was part of her plan, but apparently she forgot all about ol’ “Look Ma, No Hands” back up there

and so I guess that’s it for this week! so we’ve learned basically everything now about Lady and her quirk and her history with the HPSC and why she agreed to work for AFO. pretty much the only question that still remains is why the hell she decided to drag this asshole along for the ride! because I still cannot figure that out dsklkjlkf

(ETA: actually now I’m kind of wondering if they maybe have some past connection we don’t know about yet. when exactly was Nagant sent to Tartarus? is it possible she was ordered to track down and kill Overhaul at some point before that, but never got around to it? or something else along those lines? idk but now I’m curious.)

anyways Deku, I know that your empathy has no bounds and that you’re on a “saving villains” kick right now, and good on you... but also, if you decide to just like, skip all of that shit just this once, absolutely no one will hold it against you, I’m just saying. just, all I’m asking here is maybe let’s think twice before we start trying to reform guys who imprison and torture little girls for profit. I think maybe that’s a good place to draw the line. next week is going to be a very interesting chapter lol

#bnha 314 #lady nagant #midoriya izuku #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

[myonepiece]

pillow fight

Shanks x fem!reader

inspired by this 💘

“_____ you don’t want to do this-”

“you shut the fuck up, don’t make me use this! now... I’m going to walk past you and leave through that door, you’re going to stay where you are- Benn I see you don’t move!”

your eyes flicked between red head and his best friend, your arm retracted ready to throw your plush weapon at them if either made the wrong move. you slowly stepped towards the door past Shanks who’s eyes followed your every move like a cat waiting to pounce on a mouse.

Benn took a step forward and your head snapped towards him giving the man a warning glare- you would attack if that’s what it came to. you reached the doorway and called out.

“Lucky! Yasopp! get your weapons!”

a voice yelled back through the ship.

“ready _____!”

you took once last glance at Benn and Shanks making sure neither was getting ready to run after when you were out the door. you quickly turned on your heel and dashed through the doorway and down the hall towards Lucky who waited at the entrance to the stairs leading onto the deck. 

you neared the stairs but all of a sudden you heard a series of footsteps behind you and Lucky screamed for you to dodge- but it was too late. a weight fell on top of you and face planted into the floor with the first mate on top of you. 

“Lucky run! save yourself!”

“I can’t leave you _____!”

“you heard the woman, Lucky! leave unless you want to meet the same end!”

Roux clenched his jaw and his grip on his pillow tightened, though you couldn’t see his eyes you figured they were probably analyzing his enemies’ positions and how he could get you out. coming to a conclusion he faked a throw at Shanks so that Benn would sit up to block or catch the pillow, as soon as the first mate was partially up, Lucky lunged forward grabbing your outstretched arm and yanking you out from under the man.

“damn it!”

Shanks shouted as he barreled down the rest of the hallway to stairs only to be cut off by Benn when he stumbled after Lucky actually threw his pillow at him. you followed Lucky out onto the deck which was fortunately empty because the rest of the crew had retreated to their rooms.

you reached the top deck and ran to stand beside Lucky who was positioned at the very end. Shanks sprinted up the stairs grinning maliciously like he had finally cornered his pray- only to stop cold in his tracks as he came face-to-face with the real predator.

“I wouldn’t move if I were you, Boss.”

Shanks narrowed his eyes as his previous victory faded from his expression and he glared at his sniper, who had quite the good aim at pillows. but this wasn’t a pillow, and this wasn’t a pillow fight- this was a war.

Yasopp stood between Shanks and you and Lucky, his gun drawn and aimed at his captain.

“I don’t want to do this Boss but you know I will.”

the sniper smirked and gestured with his gun for Shanks to walk over to the side. the red head looked at you and Lucky, then at Yasopp and his gun, then began towards the side. about three steps in he was interrupted.

“not so fast Yasopp.”

Benn appeared up the stairs with his own gun aimed expertly at his crewmate. who’s smile fell while Shanks’ reappeared- how the tables have turned. Benn grabbed Shanks’ arm and pulled him back to retreat to a safer distance, not that any of this battle was over.

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Benn and Shanks stood at one end of the ship while Yasopp and Lucky Roux were positioned at other, each man had drawn his gun. you were supposed to be up there too, with Lucky and Yasopp, and the captain and first mate thought you were- they thought you were crouched down behind big pile of barrels, simply because Lucky and Yasopp would look there or speak in the direction as if talking to you while you hid. they were completely oblivious to the fact that you were sneaking through the hall towards the stairs leading up to to the deck where the two foes were located, your gun in hand. your plan was working perfectly.

you stealthily made your way up the stairs and onto the deck behind Beckman and Shanks. you grinned mischievously and nodded at Lucky and Yasopp who were trying to contain their own smiles as you raised your gun.

“freeze.”

both men visibly tensed.

“put the guns down or so help me I will shoot.”

Benn and Shanks slowly leaned over and placed their guns on the floor, though their hands never left the weapons.

“you think this is a game Shanks?! leave the guns! tell your first mate to stand the fuck down!”

the two left their guns and put their hands up while they turned to face you. Lucky and Yasopp soon joined you wearing victorious smiles.

“you bitch.”

Shanks glared at you which only made your teammates laugh. 

“you’ve been beat, Boss. accept your defeat.”

“never.”

Shanks’ stubborn attitude always infuriated you during your fights, but. it also made the victories so much sweeter.

“Yasopp.”

“yeah?” “ready the plank.”

the sniper pulled out the long slab of wood and placed it dangling over the side of the ship. Shanks and Benn were led over at gun point, little did you know, they had no intention of jumping. Yasopp and Lucky were standing a little ways behind you, so when Benn and Shanks turned so suddenly the two lunged towards only you. 

“it’s a trap!”

you stumbled back and was pushed into Yasopp by Lucky- who ran straight towards the two other men and stopped them in their tracks.

“Lucky!”

you and Yasopp shouted in unison as Lucky’s feet left the ship and he fell to the water below taking Beckman and Shanks down with him. you sat frozen in Yasopp’s arms momentarily before uttering out:

“he saved us.”

to which Yasopp added.

“he sacrificed himself for us.”

the two of you stood up and you wiped a fake tear from your eye as you walked to the railing of the huge ship. you and Yasopp each held your hand to your forehead and proudly saluted for fallen teammate.

“oi _____! can we come up now?!”

you peered over the edge with Yasopp and amusedly rested your chin in your hand, a smug smiled plastered across both your faces as you watched Benn, Lucky, and Shanks bob in the water below.

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece imagine #shanks x reader #shanks imagine #shanks scenario #shanks headcanons

[pathetic-gamer]

And that concludes Verdant Wind maddening mode/classic/no NG+ We did it! Gold screen!!

[The only reason this took 24 turns is that I spent 10 full turns parked on a stronghold trying to make Nemesis break his sword bc I thought it would be funny. He did, and it was. Ingrid final MVP yet again - i now have final MVP screens for her from every route but CF lol]

Once I got through the first few two chapters, this was significantly less challenging than I had expected. The final map was just as hard as AM, which is to say, not hard.

Run summary and some final thoughts (including some VW vs Silver Snow ~discourse~) below the cut <3

Making everyone fight their zombies was fun, and I did manage to get some crit/crest/signature art combos, too! Took clips of it, I'll put them together someday probably. The only hard part was wasting so much time trying to get people in the right position to fight their zombies at all (looking at you, Mercedes).

Fraldarius vs Fraldarius was a sight to behold, tbh. They both activated their crests almost every attack but also both consistently either dodged or proc'd aegis - even survived a crit through aegis - so it took four rounds of combat. (And NO, no one else was allowed to help. This was Felix's fight and his alone, ok.) Being a melodramatic bastard in combat must run in the family. I wrote a fic about it lol.

Units, classes, items:

Felix actually used a sword for most of this battle, I just happened to have the bow equipped when I took the screenshot. Also, they didn't all actually use their relics for the majority of the battle. Mostly silver weapons or the legendary forged ones. ALSO also, Leonie is actually a sniper, I had to restart bc I forgot I had reclassed her during some auxiliary battles.

I feel like I finally understand firsthand why crests make the nobility lol Leonie was the only person on the team without a crest, and I actively missed it. Constantly disappointed by the lack of a fun little glowing shape smh

Final pairings:

m!Byleth/Linhardt

Claude/Marianne

Hilda/Balthus

Lysithea/Cyril

Leonie/Seteth

Catherine/Shamir

Felix/Annette

Mercedes/Sylvain

Ingrid/Yuri

Dorothea/Petra (no, I didn't use either of them for a single battle, I just made them eat lunch together until they fell in love ok thank u bye)

Overall MVP: It was surprisingly even across the board, but ultimately Annette took it, winning by two over Sylvain and Lysithea, who were tied.

Highlight: Gronder Field, where I successfully made Edelgard kill Dimitri so I wouldn't have to.

FINAL THOUGHTS ON STORY + SILVER SNOW COMPARISONS: (warning you now, this is really long)

Verdant Wind's story actually falls flat sometimes, man. Things like Edelgard’s death scene stick out like a sore thumb, they so obviously belong to a different story (*cough cough* silver snow). What if instead, we got some final dialogue between her and Claude where he says he could have worked with her? He explicitly said earlier that he thinks they actually have similar goals.

(It also would have made the TWSITD reveal more interesting ["Edelgard, bestie, rethink this. We both want to free people from prejudice and discrimination, we can work together." "Surprise, bitch, I wasn't doing this on my own, the whole thing was manufactured by these secret baddies." "Girl help, I've been underestimating the depth of the secrets of this world."])

Idk, I still like it but there's something to be said about how much was taken from Silver Snow and vice versa and where they REALLY belong. When I finally played Silver Snow, after having already played VW, I was like "ohhhhhhh this makes sense now" about so many things. I'm actually of the opinion that VW is reusing story from Silver Snow more than the other way around. In fact, think Nemesis would have been an appropriate penultimate boss for Silver Snow (penultimate bc lets be honest, hes not designed like a final boss. I literally fucked around and made him lose his battalion and break his sword, just for fun. He's just a normal map boss. Kinda boring.).

What they SHOULD have done is turned Thales into a final boss for Claude so that TWSITD actually do feel like the ultimate baddies theyre supposed to be. He could even turn himself into a big cool monster like Edelgard does in AM!!

And I do love the final boss in Silver Snow, I think it's what really makes the story hit. You sided with the church specifically to save Rhea from Edelgard, only to end up having to fight her anyway! You fight the people who want nothing more than to kill Rhea, only to have to kill her yourself! You finally learn the truth of the destruction of the Nabateans, only to have to pit them against each other! Gorgeous!!!!

So heres my ultimate proposal for Silver Snow: Claude helps draw troops away from the great bridge of myrrdin, as is canon. You actually do try to help Dimitri at Gronder, but you get there too late to save him. You defeat the empire, then they give you the info about TWSITD. You defeat Nemesis. Seiros goes berserk, and you fight her as the real final boss.

For Verdant Wind: All the same, except Thales is the actual final boss. The End.

Okay that's all thanks for reading love you bye xoxo

#fe3h #pg plays fe3h #verdant wind maddening mode #fe3h maddening mode #pg plays #run recap #pg plays fire emblem

[amazinglyegg]

Fallout 4 Companions (+ the dlc ones pls) react to finding out the sole survivor is actually a God? (Like Loki or smth) Maybe ss shows off their God powers and keeps making jokes about how being decapitated for witchcraft is not fun at all, and such the like?

Oh man this one’s fun! I’m sorry if the DLC characters (especially Ada and Gage) are OOC because I don’t have Nukaworld or Automatron yet :’)

Fallout 4 Companions React: Sole is a God

Cait: “Yeah, okay, and I’m fucking Santa Clause - hoLY SHITE”. Wouldn’t believe you until you really show her your abilities, still finds it hard to believe because what the fuck. Probably a bit intimidated by your strength but will never show it. She doesn’t appreciate being out-shined in battle, and responds to most of your jokes like “Yeah, yeah, stop rubbing it in.”

Codsworth: I’d like to think he’d just acts as if it’s normal. Like, whatever in his training/program teaches him not to treat people differently for how they look or act, so he just kinda roles with it. When Sole shoots lightning down from the sky or whatever he’ll cheer them on like they just made a good sniper shot. Sole: Yeah being tied up and thrown in a lake in 1856 wasn’t very fun :( Codsworth: Aha, I can only imagine! Such a life you have... Everyone else: w-what

Curie: Very torn. On one hand, she’s an atheist, and would doubt you’re really a God at first (”My scientific notes say nothing about the existence of higher beings!”) but also... the proof is right in front of her. At first she may try summing it up to radiation or something similar, but after a while of studies and tests she’ll come to realize that the only logical conclusion is... well, you’re truly a God. Easy to change her mind once she has enough time to study you, she won’t try to deny facts, and trusts you easily.

Danse: He knows what to do when it comes to ghouls and synths, but Elder Maxson has never said anything about GODS. He’ll talk to Maxson before giving you the rank of initiate, maybe just a bit scared of your power. Once he gets to know you I feel like he may be a bit... jealous? Like, you don’t need to train or work out at all, just a snap of your fingers and your enemies are dead. He may try to persuade you to kill people “the Brotherhood way” when you’re out doing a mission together, especially if you usually use your powers on weaker enemies.

Deacon: Holy shit!! That’s cool, man. He may not believe your a God, per say, but whatever those powers are, they’re cool, so he’ll roll with it. Maybe not the best for blending in, but you’re a literal God, so who cares. He’ll take it in stride, probably shoves it in other peoples faces like “Yeah, my besties a God, so what?” He’ll probably pretend he’s a God as well, and go along with all the jokes and stories you tell. No wonder he wanted you to join the Railroad.

Hancock: You’ll shapeshift or something and he’ll be like “haha holy shit were my drugs laced with something?” and then you’ll snap your fingers and Finn will just, explode, and he’ll be like “oh fuCK”. He thinks you are So. Cool, cheers you on during battle, always wants to see your powers (as long as you’re using them for good.) Probably makes comments about you being his new bodyguard while travelling together, or you being Goodneighbors guardian angel. Likes it when the two of you get into a bit of mischief.

MacCready: Probably terrified, lets be honest. He wouldn’t believe you as you tell jokes and may even get annoyed at your persistence to this dumb God story, but once you show him your power he’ll be a bit scared for his life. I mean, why would you hire a mercenary when you’re a literal GOD!? Once you two become friends he’ll find it amazing, “like a real life Grognak!” A little annoyed if you keep stealing his kills, though

Nick: “Welp, I may need to re-evaluate my religion.” He’ll believe you once you show an example of your power, but he’s shocked and honestly finds it all pretty ridiculous, shrugs it off as impressed. He likes it when you talk about your past (mis)adventures, and likes watching you use your powers. Like Hancock, may make guardian angel jokes, and he takes the jokes you make in good faith once he gets used to them.

Piper: “Haha, okay, nice magic trick, blue. I can’t even see the strings holding you up or something. There’s no way you can really fly... right?” It would take a long time of questioning and having to show proof before she believes you, she keeps trying to find the “secret” behind all your “magic tricks”. Once you’ve successfully proved it to her, though, she is so amazed. Asking for details on all your powers, how you’ve used them, watch out what you say because she will put anything in the papers if you’re not careful.

Preston: I feel like there’d be a bit of child-like amazement; Think of Prestons' quotes while flying a vertibird for example. He may be a bit nervous at first but once he knows you use your powers for good he just asks you don’t abuse them too much. Probably a bit jealous. Asks so many questions about your past and your immortality, any joke you tell will result in you giving him a history lesson.

Strong: Could you turn a supermutant religious? Probably not. But he’s never seen anyone stronger than a supermutant before, so he’s pretty damn amazed. Makes you leader, but doesn’t really like it if you use your powers to, lets say snap someone out of existence. He prefers you using super strength or something similar to make a bloody mess, anything else makes his head hurt. Tells his brothers about you, but chances are they wouldn’t believe him.

X6-88: “This... shouldn’t be scientifically possible.” If Shaun doesn’t have any of these powers X6 would be very... perturbed. He may talk you into getting medical evaluations at the Institute, anything to try to explain your powers. If Shaun does have some form of these powers he will be so hyped to travel with you. “Nice one, sir / ma’am / Mx” “You’re more terrifying than a courser”. I don’t think he responds to jokes normally, so chances are he’d just be awkwardly quiet if you tell them.

Ada: “That is quite the feat, sir / ma’am / mx”. She would try to act formal and brush it off, but she would be so bewildered at every new power. Probably ends up being like “So how do you do it? I mean, there has to be some sort of logical explanation...” It will take a while for her to believe you’re a God.

Gage: “Shit, boss. That’s... holy shit.” Probably the “mark me down as scared AND horny” meme, he’s impressed and excited that the overboss has this much power, but also at the same time the overboss has THIS much power. Maybe too much power? He’ll try not to get on your bad side - if any old raider will kill you for looking at them the wrong way, what will YOU do?

Old Longfellow: Refuses to believe any jokes/stories you tell, at best just laughs them off and at worst starts to think you’ve gone a bit mad due to the fog. He’s been alive for too long to be tricked by anything like tha- did you just pick up a car!? He’s skeptical at first like “Are you sure you’re not fucking with me?” but he really can’t deny what’s right in front of him. Doesn’t really know how or if to compliment you other than a “holy shit”

#fallout 4 #fo4 #fallout 4 cait #fallout 4 curie #fallout 4 codsworth #paladin danse #fallout 4 deacon #john hancock #fallout 4 hancock #robert maccready #fallout 4 maccready #nick valentine #piper wright #fallout 4 strong #x6 88 #ada #fallout 4 ada #porter gage #old longfellow #fallout 4 companions #fallout 4 companions react #companions react

[3raaaachachacha]

All members x female reader / 2.5k words / angst / fluff / suggestive

Warnings: implied sexual relations, mentions of killing, mentions of wounds

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Im Jaebeom

Jaebeom loved the fact that he had the power, and anyone and everyone would drop everything for him. He knew he had the option of having anyone he wanted, but when his eyes found yours, he knew he had to have you. You were the daughter of one of the alliance gangs in town. Once you made eye contact, neither of you could stray away. He’d flirt with you the whole night at the party before fucking you in the bathroom. At first, you’d pretend that he was just a good fuck, although you wanted more, you couldn’t come across so easy and willing. You knew that as soon as your relationship was known to other rival mafia leaders, you immediately would become a target, which you didn’t want. Jaebeom would protect you no matter what though, and if you were willing to be there by his side, then it would all be worth it.

After you put all your worries aside, you officially declared your feelings for Jaebeom and that you were willing to risk your life for him if he was to do the same for you. He wouldn’t allow you to attend actual meetings, only going if you really had to or he would get your there virtually, not wanting to take any risks. Though he loved how smart and creative you were with you orders and how you were a feisty, yet determined boss whenever you needed your associates to get their heads in the game and out of their asses. He thought it was the hottest thing in the world when he saw you yelling and getting all passionate about a mission. It would usual end with him not being able to stop himself from ravishing you in his office afterwards. He wanted to have everything with you and most importantly, a family eventually down the road after they were in better conditions. He couldn’t wait to spend the rest of his life with you and if that meant putting his life on the line for yours, he wouldn’t think twice about doing it. 

Mark Tuan

He would definitely take the longest to fall in love since he was so closed off from others and rarely spoke unless he truly wanted to. With being the mafia’s main sniper, he wouldn’t be interested in finding love or even companionship until it abruptly hit him in the head, literally. You were a newer recruit who worked with Yugyeom most of the time through hand to hand combat, and one day Mark pissed you off after he ignored you when you tried to get acquitted with him. That led to you smacking the back of his head for being so disrespectful. The two of you would become enemies within your group, but it was clear there was some underlying sexual tension between the two of you and neither of you could deny it. It wasn’t long until that tension grew into feelings for one another. This would scare Mark the most since he barely even talked to his best friends, yet it was getting hard for him to ignore you and not want to talk to you whenever he saw you.

These confusing feelings would end one night when the group was having a few too many drinks and the sexual tension that was pent up, would suddenly be released. It wouldn’t be long until the two of you became casual friends with benefits, but soon after, Mark realized how in love with you he was, and that scared himself to ever think he could care for another human being. This fear would begin to diminish once you confessed your feelings to him. After that, he would be the most protective boyfriend you’d ever had and he would love you till the day he died. The two of you just had this amazing connection he had never felt before. It was amazing to see him finally opening up to someone and begin to slowly talk more publicly all from falling in love with the girl of his dreams. He, truthfully, never thought this day would come, yet here he was, lovestruck for you.

Jackson Wang

It was an internal battle for Jackson when he first met you and began to fall in love with you. The two of you were actually enemies from different gang’s, almost being able to use the term rival. Whenever the two of you met for a business deal, there was always this unexplainable tension that lingered. You were both the main negotiators of your group’s and the competitive streak between the two of you only fueled the pull towards one another. Jackson loved how persistent you were to beat him, even though he ultimately won the majority of your negotiations since your group was smaller than his. He knew that, but would give up some smaller negotiations to try and keep a decent relationship with your gang, even though Jaebeom never said it was needed. Jackson just wanted to be able to see you more. He would also make sure no one else would be able to negotiate with you since he would claim you were a ‘hard cookie’.

It wasn’t just Jackson falling in love with you, the feeling was clearly mutual. It would begin as a secret relationship through random meet ups at disclosed locations once the two of you were off duty. Jackson would even try to convince you to join his group and that he could ensure your safety from your group and others. Jaebeom’s gang was the biggest in the city and no one dared to go against them in fear of being whipped out. It would take some time, but in the end, you would end up leaving your gang and joining Jackson’s after he had a lengthy discussion with Jaebeom. You wouldn’t be negotiating deals anymore, but would be working with BamBam since you were also a highly skilled weapons expert, specifically a bomb specialist. It wouldn’t be the worst change in career path, especially if that meant you got to be with the love of your life everyday without living in fear that either gang would find out and react poorly. At the end of the day, you knew you made the right decision to be with Jackson, even if the road ahead of you was a bit challenging at the beginning.

Park Jinyoung

Even with being a master of seduction and the best assassin the world would never know, he wouldn’t see it coming when he fell head over heels for you. Jaebeom’s father never told the mafia that he had a daughter since his daughter tried to live a normal lifestyle, until she was kidnapped by a rival gang and held for ransom. That’s when Jaebeom’s father dispatched all his top agents to retrieve his daughter as well as wanting all the men dead that even laid a single finger on you. Jinyoung was the person who ended up rescuing you and he didn’t realize how beautiful or sweet you were. You had a fierce side to you as well since you were in fact the boss’s daughter, but something about Jinyoung made you not hate every male that existed. Even though you knew what he did in your father’s gang, you thought he was brilliant for the way he executed his plans so perfectly as well as not making a mess along with it.

It would happen so quickly, but soon the two of you would become a secret item after multiple random meet ups at random times of the night. The two of you just connected on such a deep level from the beginning that you knew he was it for you. Jinyoung was so amazed at all the personal hardships you had endured since your father was the old leader of the mafia. He loved how mentally strong you were, even though you were so small that your physical strength was where you lacked in confidence. He loved that though, he loved that he could be there to protect you and be your savior. The two of you tried your best to keep the mafia out of your relationship and try to live a semi-normal life together, even if it was in the mansion, but it wouldn't be long after you were official that Jaebeom would find out about your relationship. Funny enough, he wasn’t even remotely mad. Out of all his men, he knew that Jinyoung would treat you the best and make sure you were always safe. You were thankful you got his blessing rather than a fist fight.

Choi Youngjae

Youngjae met you one day by chance during a mission. He absolutely hated the way this sleazy guy was acting around you that he could see how uncomfortable you were, so he acted on impulse and made a move. He knew he shouldn't have, but he couldn't just watch and done nothing, so he did what he had to do, he shot the man and all hell broke lose. That was the first and last time he went onto a mission, he always let thinks get personal since that was the type of guy he was. So from then on, Jaebeom told him to no longer go on missions, instead to stick to being the medic of the team. You were completely shaken from the recent turn of events and Youngjae demanded for you to come back to the mansion with him and his team. Thankfully, you only had a few cuts and bruises that he could easily attend to, but it was more so your mental state he was worried about. 

He sat with you as he explained to you on your whereabouts as well as a little bit about himself before he let you speak. You vented in detail and even cried from all your pent up emotions. Despite the earlier events you felt comfortable in Youngjae’s presence. He kept checking on you throughout the night and when he went to leave you in the spare bedroom, you asked if he could stay because you felt a little uneasy. You knew that wasn’t true and he also did, but made no effort in telling you otherwise. The two of you laid there, lost in conversation while you asked him what happens now. Was it really like the movies and so on? He’d explain to you the options, death of joining along with risks that come with or returning to your normal life, but forever being silent about what you saw here with added risks. You knew that Youngjae was someone you wanted to be around, you didn’t have the best life anyways, so what more could you possibly lose. You were ready to start your adventure with him.

BamBam

The way BamBam met you was the worst possible situation he had ever imagined. You were a normal girl, walking down the street with your earphones in when you were struck by enemy fire. A bullet pierced through your thigh, making you enmobile. You had accidentally gotten into the crossfire of the battle between Bam’s gang and their rival gang. He realized that you were injured right away and with cover, ran to recover you and take you back to the mansion for proper medical treatment. Once you woke up, you were in a large white bed and in an unrecognizable room. It was scary to say the least, but once you saw BamBam’s face you felt a sense of comfort. He was the last sight you saw before passing out from the pain in your leg. You didn’t know who he was or where you were, but you knew he wouldn’t allow anyone to hurt you, even with him being a random stranger.

He would calmly explain to you where you were, who he was, and what was going on. You were definitely shocked, but the mafia’s presence was wide in the city and it wasn’t a huge surprise that this had happened. BamBam would come to your room everyday and spend time with you as well as care for you in the sweetest ways. He knew he had fallen in love with you the moment he saved you and felt the rush of panic run through him, hoping that Youngjae could save you from your deep wound. You began to recover with his help, and would begin to grow feelings for him as well. Jaebeom wouldn’t want you to leave the mansion or premises in fear that you were to spill secrets of the gang or reveal the location to other gang’s. You didn’t have much to go home to since your parents had abandoned you and your brother was in another country, so this actually wasn’t the worst case scenario for you. You were able to get to know BamBam further and soon begin a relationship with him, which made him the happiest man in the world. He never believed that he would ever feel this type of happiest again, but thanks to you, he could.

Kim Yugyeom

Yugyeom would fall in love the quickest for sure, especially since you were also a highly skilled hand to hand combat expert with expert training in the arts of paralyzing pressure point methods. You had been a part of the group for a while now, but Jaebeom sent you away to master your pressure point methods. It had been quite some time since you were back in the mansion, and Yugyeom wasn’t added to the team before you left. So when the two of you first met, Yugyeom fell in love on sight. He was still a young member of this group, so his emotions could get the best of him, but he knew what he felt and he knew that it was love. He wasn’t going to shy away from his feelings either. With working together for the majority of the day, this brought the two of you close and began to fuel the growing connection, especially when you were practicing your hand to hand combat together and some moves would end in very close contact.

Usually, Yugyeom was very blunt in regards to training as well as when doing his job, but with you, he would become shy when learning new moves or practicing together. Jaebeom knew that the two of you had good chemistry, which is why he always put you together on your assignments. At one of the parties that celebrated a major victory for the group, that’s when the two of you would fully acknowledge your feelings towards one another. It would become a whirlwind of emotions after that. You would continue to work together as usual, but Yugyeom would be more protective of you in and out of the field. Secretly, you loved it since you always thought Yugyeom was hot when he got all protective, but you would rather try and keep your tough exterior on. It would take time for you to open up, but he was an open book to you and that definitely helped to speed up your relationship when it came to trusting one another. It would be a wild, but fun relationship since the two of you were still young and wanting to explore more with one another.  

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TF2 classes rated by how well I’d do against them in a 1v1 fistfight

I woke up this morning feeling particularly arrogant and in my hubris I have decided to make a list where I completely accurately rate how well I’d do in a barehanded, no-weapons, classic caveman fisticuffs against the mercenaries. Let’s begin.

Scout: Were it not for Merasmus, this idiot would be the lowest on the food chain. He is spindly, and granted he is fast and can double jump, he probably weighs half as much as me. If I sat on this guy I’d win.

Final verdict: 0/10, I will break you like a biscuit, little boy

Soldier: This one’s all about strategy. There is no way I would win against a man that Rocket Jumps so regularly he probably uses it as a means to go to the grocery store in a completely fair fight. I seek to win, and so does he, and he might do it by snapping my neck like I’d snap Scout’s fragile ankles, and that means I’ll have to use my brain before he does so. If I tell him there’s something amazing behind him throughout the entire fight, he will fall for it every time, granting me victory.

Final verdict: 5/10, Really hope we’re gonna be wrestling around naked and covered in honey for this one

Pyro: Maybe I would avoid hurting a wonderful little frog like this if I wasn’t absolutely bathing in hubris as of right now, but since I am, I’ll tell you that I am looking at this one and I know I can win, so long I keep my language clean and don’t make fun of fire. Which is easy, since I love fire type Pokemon.

Final Verdict: 3/10, Just because everyone else is scared of you doesn’t mean I have to be

Demoman: Oh, this one might get tricky. Any idiot would think that as long as Demo is drunk, they can win, but Demo is always drunk, you fucking dumbass. Not a day goes by without him being absolutely wasted, and he has a canonically beautiful and romantic relationship with his liver, so waiting for him to die from liver failure won’t work either. Plus, this guy definitely has been in bar fights. He’s probably an expert on drunken fighting at this point. Though if I can make him fall asleep and forget why he was fighting me in the first place, I could probably win.

Final Verdict: 7/10, I can still win, especially if I also get wasted

Heavy: Yeah, listen. I’m pumped full of the kind of stuff that God-slaying anime protagonists bleed before the final boss battle. But Heavy? I can’t win. Sascha weighs several times my own weight, and this guy pulls her around all day like a fucking accessory bag. Oh, don’t worry, I’ll absolutely try to win, but my chances of Heavy continuously fucking up throughout the fight, as if God is rolling Nat 1s for his every check, are pretty low. He’s not even that stupid, so I can’t trick him more than once or twice. I’ll have one chance to go for his weak legs, because I know he skips leg day, but after that? If I haven’t felled him? I’m going to get thrown like a beach ball.

Final Verdict: 10/10, If I start crying maybe he’ll feel bad enough and let me win by default

Engineer: Now I am an Engineer main and simp, I really like this guy a lot, so entering a fight with nothing but out hands as weapons would, for most people, seem like a loss no matter what for me. Not so, idiots; I love fighting my beloved ones in an old-timey fashion, and it won’t change this time just because I happen to be in love with Mister Dell Cohnager. Engie is a laid-back nerd, so his strength, while heavily amplified by his mechanical hand, is lacking. On top of that, I’m 99% he’s a lot shorter than me, and since I’m a Jock, I will have a natural advantage over him in a fight. He unfortunately has an advantage over me by having a sexy Texan drawl and a deep voice, and if he smiles I might actually fucking die, so it’s a bit of a 50-50.

Final Verdict: 5/10, That helmet wont save you from these hands, but neither will my hands save me from that Cowboy Charm of yours

Sniper: While this man isn’t exactly incompetent, he’s still only right above Scout in regards to strength by my totally accurate calculations. He’s skinny, and most of the time he doesn’t even move around like Scout does, but pisses in a jar while waiting to shoot someone in the head from very far away. Since we’ll be going at it barehanded, I have an actual proper chance of decking this guy, and if I am feeling especially cruel, I can use his crippling depression against him to win by default. And I do feel cruel right now.

Final Verdict: 1/10, Get some therapy and come back to me for a rematch, buddy

Medic: As similar with Engineer, I do actually like this guy a bunch, but I don’t have a crush on him. Unfortunately, I’m a Tank main by heart, and while I don’t main Heavy, the urge to protect Healers from harm is stronger than my urge to hurt them. Should I somehow override this base instinct and become like those smelly little French backstabbers that feel no remorse at flaying Medics from behind, I might win against Medic in a fair fight. I wouldn’t know what to use against him psychologically, but I know he will be trying to do it to me. Whether it works or not is up to the unforgiving tides of fate.

Final Verdict: 4/10, I don’t know if I’ll feel great punching a guy with glasses, but Medic will be in Hell with me once we both die, so I can just apologize there

Spy: If I see a spy or suspect someone is one, I will maul them like a bear. I have something personal against them, yes, maybe because I’m an Engineer and Medic main, but that’s besides the point, really. I know I can absolutely win in a fight against this man, even if he had his watch and knife. Stab me in the back all you want, buddy, but I’m not stopping till either your kneecaps or your windpipe is crushed.

Final Verdict: 0/10, Fuck you I’m going to pee on your suit

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