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moongreenlight · 8 months

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141 gossiping about Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley for roughly 3,000 words idk titles are hard

Price was the first to notice. Priding himself on being incredibly observant, especially when it came to his boys.

He noticed that whenever they had a break from trainings or meetings, he’d somehow always find the two of you in a room together. Never close enough to give him reason to say anything. You scribbling notes on a patient report at one table, Ghost at another, his chair angled just enough so that he could watch you from the corner of his eye.

Noticed the way Ghost’s hand rested on the small of your back for a heartbeat when you entered a doorway before him. Just a brush of his massive hand on you, quick enough to be mistaken for an accidental touch.

Noticed how Ghost’s eyes seemed to always flick to you from across the mess hall. Not often, but enough for Price to casually turn his head and see that same nurse Ghost seemed to have a preference for.

At first, Price thought he could help by being a wingman of sorts. When Ghost took damage on a mission, Price would escort him to medbay and watch as he dismissed nurse after nurse until you were finally available to treat him. Price lingered as long as he could before you inevitably waved him away, cheekily reminding him you always took good care of his team and that you’d have ‘Lieutenant Riley’ back in no time. The only thing he could catch was the way Ghost’s shoulders relaxed by a hair’s breadth when you drew the curtain shut behind you.

He tried again during a meeting with his boys. Suggesting they bring a medic on a mission with them. Said something about how it would be better to have the option of a patch-up readily available. Keep his team fighting fit in real time instead of having to wait until they came back to base. Price saw the way Ghost tensed slightly in his seat, the muscles in his jaw twitching under his balaclava.

The notion was quickly vetoed. Ghost grumbling something about not wanting to babysit any more than he already does. How it’s ultimately more paperwork he doesn’t want to have to deal with.

He tried once more, going to Ghost’s office one evening. Almost turning tail once he realized how ridiculous it was to be this insistent on figuring out if his Lieutenant had some boyish crush on the sweet nurse he always seemed to be lingering around. But ultimately decided that it was good practice to know more about his team personally. Better bonding meant better interaction on the field, right?

He asked Ghost to redo some paperwork. Add a ‘next of kin’ to his file in the event that something happened and they needed to alert someone. Ghost looked a little suspicious, shrugging off the request.

“Left it off for a reason, Captain.”

He said gruffly, waving a hand. Barely looking up from his desk.

Price pursed his lips, shifting his weight slightly.

“You sure, Simon? Haven’t got anyone that’d be interested to know what happened to you?”

Ghost rubbed the bridge of his nose, like the conversation was more trouble than it was worth, before shrugging once more. Finally looking up from his desk and leaning back slightly in his chair.

“You planning on shipping me off somewhere and not picking me back up?”

A small chuckle from Price. A shake of his head.

“Can’t say I am.”

“Cheers, then. Leave it off.”

This quelled Price’s curiosity for a while, unable to dream up any other reason to try and force Ghost to indulge him. It no doubt hurt his ego a bit, thinking about how his Lieutenant and one of his closest friends was so dead set on keeping his personal life so closely guarded. He’d push the feelings aside, chalk it up to being jaded by his work. Over-involved in the lives of Soap and Gaz. It was probably good for Simon to have something sacred.

Soap wasn’t as easily deterred once he caught on. Not as immediately perceptive as the others, but he knew Ghost well enough to know his tells.

It was after a long mission. Months long. Grueling, shitty, exhausting work. They got back in the early evening, mercifully spared from a debrief until the following day. Soap somehow ended up dragging Ghost to a dive bar a few blocks from base. Trying to sound persuasive when he mentioned that it was a Friday night and they deserved a few drinks and some female attention after all this time going without.

And they did get attention. Two good looking military men sitting at the bar were bound to. Soap knew that Ghost wasn’t one to play the field, but this was a bit frigid even for him. Ignoring girls who came up and tried to strike conversation. Rolling his eyes, or huffing a sigh like it was a chore to even dismiss them, drumming his fingers on the wall of his glass like he’s bored. It was baffling.

What was even more baffling was the way that Ghost’s knee bounced slightly against the stool. An infinitesimally small movement, but the way it caught Johnny’s eye made it seem like Ghost was all but jumping up and down. He looked almost anxious. Itching to get up and leave.

“Fuck’s wrong with you?”

Ghost’s head jerked toward Johnny, cold eyes narrowing in a way that would have been terrifying years ago- before he’d gotten used to it.

“Come again?”

“Got somewhere to be, have you?”

He sounds almost indignant. Like he can’t believe what he’s seeing. Ghost is stand-offish by nature, but this is a caliber he hasn’t yet encountered. Almost enough to be offensive. To make him question the quality of his company.

“Maybe I do. What’s it to you?”

Ghost grumbled, killing the contents of his glass with a final mouthful. Setting it back on the counter and moving to drum his fingers on the bar.

“Been out of the country for months and you expect me to believe you’ve got plans tonight?”

This earned a sigh, low enough to pass as a growl.

“You keeping my social calendar now, then?”

He stood, digging through his wallet for a moment before slapping some cash down on the table next to his empty glass. Not giving Johnny an opportunity to lodge any further complaints against him. Before he nodded his goodnight and slipped out of the bar. Mumbling something about needing to get back to his flat and check on some things.

Soap couldn’t get his mind around it. Ghost was elusive, sure, but again; something seemed off. He was calm, cool, and collected. Wouldn’t be caught dead manifesting his impatience physically. The fidgeting and twitching in his seat. The first place Soap’s mind went was maybe Ghost was dying? That’d be the only reasonable explanation for his behavior. But even then, it seemed a bit extreme.

The next day after the debrief, which was nearly as brutal as the deployment itself, Soap was still so in his head about Ghost’s behavior he almost didn’t notice the pretty nurse who seemed to be waiting for someone at the end of the hall. In fact, he was so stuck in his own mind, he only caught a fleeting glimpse of Ghost’s back rounding the corner with the nurse at his side. Hushed conversation disappearing with them. A softer, much more pleasant voice than Simon’s.

He debated whether or not to follow them, maybe answer the questions that’d been plaguing his mind. Ultimately, he decided in favor of it. Padding down the hall behind the duo who seemed to be headed back to Simon’s office. They weren’t walking closely enough to touch, but Soap immediately picked up on the tension between them. Like the distance was serving some sort of purpose.

Soap lingered in the hallway for a few minutes after the two disappeared into Ghost’s office, trying to sort the pieces of the puzzle he’d barely began collecting. He ultimately decided to go the route he was most comfortable with. Not one for sneaking about, he simply strode up to the office door and swung it open.

You were sat at one of the chairs in front of Simon’s desk, him standing with his arms folded over his chest next to you. Not compromising enough for Johnny’s taste, but he still put on a wide grin and nodded to you.

“Forget how to knock?”

Ghost’s voice was calm enough, but his eyes were shooting daggers straight through Johnny. You looked stiff as a board, chewing the inside of your lip through the tight smile you were giving him.

“Sorry, L.T. Needed to know if you’re still on for trainings this afternoon.”

He didn’t miss the way your eyes flicked to Ghost, communicating something that he couldn’t quite decipher wordlessly before you began studying your nails in your lap.

Ghost cleared his throat, rolling his tongue in his cheek. Growling something obscene under his breath. The agitation rolling off of him in waves.

“No. Got another assignment.”

And with that, Soap was all but thrown from the office. Querying about this ‘new assignment’ the whole way. Simon crowding him to the door until he finally snapped it shut on his nose.

He heard later that day Ghost was seen in medbay with a toolkit swearing at an X-Ray machine that had been giving you trouble for a month. After that, Soap was on the two of you like a fly on shit. Never missing an opportunity to bring you up to Ghost or vise versa. Mock-innocently saying something to Ghost in passing at dinner about you. Asking if he fancied you. When he said no, Johnny shrugged and nodded. Saying he was glad because he had plans to ask you out the next time he was injured.

That comment landed Soap in the bay sooner than expected. Escorting him to a different nurse’s exam area and standing guard the entire time his black eye was being iced. Berating him for not being able to block a few punches when they had sparred after dinner.

And Gaz, sweet boy that he is, was always more emotionally in-tune. Observant about the little things. Able to pick up on queues Soap and Price may have missed over the years. He was keen as he was quiet, keeping all his little discoveries to himself. Over the years, he’d created a small arsenal of moments he wasn’t sure were significant enough to bring up. Things he could have talked himself into imagining if he thought about them hard enough. Not wanting to jump to conclusions about anything.

But he noticed the incredibly subtle tan line on Ghost’s left hand. Noticed the way he tapped his foot impatiently when the debrief after a long deployment ran long. Noticed the way you always seemed to be around the yard when they touched down after a mission. The way your shoulders dropped when you saw all four of them had returned home. Like you had just been relieved the duty of holding up the sky.

He didn’t immediately connect the dots. Initially thinking that you’d just taken a special liking to the task force. They were some of your most frequent visitors, after all. Price had all but claimed you as their own. Specially requesting that you were the only one to patch their wounds, claiming the other nurses couldn’t hold a flame to your skill.

He didn’t mind. Came to enjoy the little chats the two of you had when the curtains around the cot were drawn. The little kikis you had where you chatted about anything and everything. Complaining about your jobs, irritating patients, botched missions, the morsels of gossip from around base.

One day, after a particularly nasty skirmish on a mission, all four of the men had gnarly wounds. You looked a bit more tired than usual. A bit more on-edge. Your answers were a bit more flat than they usually were. So the first part of the assessment was left mostly silent spare for a few soft “thank you’s” on his part.

It was only when you were bandaging a wound on his thigh did he notice the shape of a ring on your left hand under your glove. A thin band that wrapped neatly around your finger.

“Didn’t know you were married, doc.”

It was a passing comment, more just to spare him the agony of trying to hide his soft groans of pain in the thick silence.

You hummed your acknowledgment, focused more on working sutures through his skin neatly than anything else.

“Lucky bloke. Hope he’s good to you.”

It wasn’t flirty or predatory, like so many of the soldiers could be. A genuine thought. He’d always thought you were sweet. Easy to chat with, always offering him a smile and a chirped greeting when the two of you passed in the hall. Thought you deserved someone to share in your kindness.

You smiled, brow still furrowed slightly in your focus while tying off the stitches.

“He does alright.”

You chuckled softly, straightening on your stool and rolling back just slightly so you could meet his eye.

“All these years and you never mentioned. I’m hurt.”

He words came with a practiced ease, slipping back into your usual playful chatter without missing a beat. Flashing a coy grin as he carefully flexed and relaxed his leg. Getting a feel for the newly patched wound.

You rolled the gloves off your hands and tossed them into the bin. Standing from your stool to scribble a few notes on his chart.

“Not something that ever came up.”

“Now it has. He have a name? How long you been together?”

You chuckled once more, looking over your shoulder at him with an arched brow. A little skeptical of his curiosity.

“A good while.”

He noticed the way you evaded his former question, like you’d done it before. It only fueled his curiosity.

“You worried I’ll know him? Or are you embarrassed? Not much of a looker?”

This earned an amused snort from you, turning away from the chart you’d been working on.

“Nothing wrong with wanting to keep my personal life personal, is there?”

You winked at him, pushing open the curtain that divided the small exam area from the rest of the bay.

He made a small sound of protest, making no move to stand from the cot just yet.

“Alright, forget it. Didn’t even want to know anyway.”

He sounded like a child being denied a sweet. Even playing up the act with a small pout on his mouth.

You tutted softly, conjuring up the best mock-sympathetic look you could before motioning for him to stand.

“We’ll talk later. Captain’ll have my hide if I keep you away a moment longer than is necessary.”

Another sound of protest, followed by a throaty groan as he finally pushed up off the bed. Unsure if he was being dramatic or if the aftermath of the mission had truly gotten to him that bad. Always a flare for the dramatics, him.

He muttered his thanks, cupping your shoulder in his hand as he trudged out. Making you promise to have a proper chat with him later.

He lingered in the bay, allowing himself a few moments peace before getting back to work. Just as he finally turned to leave, he saw Ghost moving stiffly- like he was trying to downplay a limp- toward your little exam area. Though for some reason, the scene looked a bit strange to him. He couldn’t help but peek in.

He caught the way you watched him lumber over with big, worried eyes. The way your nails dug into your palms until he was finally within arms reach. The way you quickly glanced around to see if anyone was paying the two of you any attention before your hands flew to his neck, fingers slipping expertly under the hem of his mask and yanking it up over his nose. Not rough or angry, but with the kind of urgency that suggested you may die if you didn’t see a sliver of his skin. Make absolutely certain he was truly there with you.

The most jarring part- Ghost actually allowing you to touch the mask. Allowing your little hands to breach his personal space. Hands that would have easily been dwarfed by his own, swallowed up and twisted or shoved away like he had seen happen so many times in sparring matches with prospect soldiers. But Ghost just let it happen.

It was a flurry of movement, so fast that Gaz was certain he could have blinked and missed it. Frozen watching the two of you from just behind another exam area. Feeling like he was intruding without even meaning to.

And then he saw the way Ghost’s big arms snaked around your waist, drawing you flush to his front. You leaning up onto your toes to bring your face closer to the Lieutenant’s. A fervid kiss. You flinging your arms around his neck. The way your shoulders shook. A small, choked sob that Gaz was all but certain he imagined. Drowned out for everyone else by the sounds of the bay.

He was almost shocked that the world continued to move after that. Shocked that something that seemed so monumental could happen tucked away into your barely private exam area. Shocked that your reunion hadn’t halted time and space for everyone else like it had for the two of you.

He felt dirty. Like he should go up and apologize for lingering and seeing what he saw. But he stayed rooted to the spot, finding it impossible to move.

Truly the most damning part was when he caught the quickest glimpse of your badge just before the curtain was tugged shut. The badge you kept carefully pinned to your uniform face-down for a reason he couldn’t fathom until now. Twisted free for just a moment and finally connecting the snippets of information he’d collected over the years.

(Y/N Riley)

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 1 month

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The genuine confidence of Tai Lung on the bridge was damn hot I have to say. I'm not a furry, but human!Tai Lung can hit it

He probably has no idea how to interact with someone in a way that's not related to martial arts. He doesn't know any way to hit it aside from literally hitting something lol

If he found someone cute for the first time he'd be legit confused and probably train the weird feelings away to make those feelings "useful"

Hrrrrrrrr imagine humanoid Tai Lung with leopard ears and a tail that always sways a little when he sees Darling

A Darling who somehow manages to catch him by surprise because he keeps unconsciously letting his guard down when he's around them, so he reacts instinctively by pinning them in a hold before realizing they're not an opponent. Once he does he lets them down and snaps at them for interrupting whatever he was doing

Hating meditation even more than he used to as a child because Darling's face keeps popping into his head. So he decides to use them to help his training instead, just to make those feelings useful and not a total distraction. Like he'll legit lift them as a warm up exercise or make them hold up targets for him to practice precision strikes with.

Him getting sick and Darling taking care of him alongside other Jade Palace attendants, and while he has a fever he's forced to accept being helped in his pathetic weakling state. Darling puts a cool rag in his forehead while he starts falling asleep, and for the first time since Shifu took care of him as a baby, he starts purring and nuzzling their hand. He just thought he was dreaming so he didn't ever think much about it, but when he discovers it actually happened he avoids them for a full week

Hating the idea of them being a weakness for him, and resenting them for "making" him weak just by existing. But also not wanting to get rid of them either...Arrrgh, how is he so strong and powerful when a weakling like Darling can cloud his mind like this?

So he decides to once again make his feelings for them useful by using them as motivation. He'll become the Dragon Warrior, and in addition to achieving his destiny as the strongest warrior in the world and receiving ultimate power, he'll have earned them as well.

Also Shifu can see how his ears perk up, how his tail sways a little sometimes, and how his pupils widen a little whenever That One Palace Attendant is with him. I think he'd initially discourage Tai Lung from doing anything that would distract him from his rightful destiny, but Oogway would probably tell him that loving someone is not a distraction or weakness. Compared to that, only a fool would consider the Dragon Scroll more important.

...still, our guy Oogway would also see how the darkness in Tai Lung might hurt those he cares about. Maybe he'd try to encourage Tai Lung being around Darling to a) dissuade him from working so hard to become the Dragon Warrior, since he never can be and b) bring a little bit of light to diminish the darkness in his heart. Love isn't a form of kung fu, but it IS a powerful force of nature, after all.

#.sillyshit #thots #.kfp #.tai lung #fuck my life im down bad for the imaginary gijinka in my head of a kung fu panda villain #.myshit

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twistedwonderlandshenanigans · 3 months

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Playing Lethal Company With TWST Cast

idk I was feeling silly ig Heartslaybul

Riddle: - Invested in the lore - Hates mods - Dies more often to quicksand and teammates baiting the blind dogs to attack him - Hates his teammates (Ace) baiting the blind dogs to attack him

Trey: - Also invested in the lore - Likes the loot bugs - Mostly stays at the ship to monitor everyone and open doors/disable turrets - Tries to be responsible with the loot/money - Will kill his teammates if they're short quota and sell their bodies Cater: - Screams at the bracken and the giant worm more than anything - Loves the emote mods, poster mods, and skin mods - Will stand on a landmine just to wait for his teammates to get close and blow both of them up - Will not go back to get your body besties sorry - Always brings a sign in, always drops it so someone else has to beat the shit out of the monsters Deuce: - Gets eaten by the mimic doors...A Lot - Also dies via Ace baiting the blind dogs - Was also the one the find out about the bridge having a weight limit - Does not trust the teleporters because he always ends up in a locked room - Boomba is his worst enemy, he runs into landmines all by himself just fine he doesn't need one to run into him - Always goes back to get teammates bodies - The ghost girl targets him a lot - Has gotten really good at avoiding the coilheads because Ace always ditches him, but he can't jump on rails to save his life Ace: - Menace to his teammates (see above) - 1000000000 mods - Push mod is his favourite - Immediately finds the most annoying noisy item he can - He's fast at running but is always too slow at putting his metal items down when it's stormy out - Buys a jetpack and immediately destroys it - Buys a rifle and uses it on his teammates - Loves baiting the monsters to use the teleporters - Second loudest in the dorm after Cater, though Riddle is close too

Savannaclaw

Leona: - Will only play if push mod is enabled - Literally does nothing but kill his teammates because he thinks it's funny - The spore lizard thing is his favourite and he could not tell you why - On the last day, he ends up pulling through for his team because he wants to make quota - He will convince his teammates to ring the bell more than they should just to watch them get mauled - Loves the mod where he gets to be the monsters Ruggie: - Menace 2.0 but not in the same way Ace is - He immediately fucks with the light as soon as he can - Lies to his teammates about which emergency exits are safe - Loves the teleporters - He also loves when he can juke the turrets and stand on top of them - Also the first to run if he hears a thumper or spider - Calls the bracken his friend - Will lock people in rooms whenever possible, especially if there's a turret Jack: - Likes to stay at the ship and be dependable, will monitor and lead teammates through the map - Because of this he normally stays at full health so his teammates nominate him to go get a beehive right before they leave a moon - Buys the teleporter to get everyone's bodies back without risking loosing the loot - Doesn't know the maps from the inside very well so he will end up tailing someone the whole time if he chooses to go inside - Hates that the mimics can use voice clips from the players but it's also really funny for any dead teammates spectating - Thinks it's sad that the dogs are blind, but really appreciates the fact that the dogs and giants work together to hunt prey

Octavinelle

Azul: - Coward /affectionate - Wants to stay in the ship, but Floyd/Jade both inverse teleport him a lot lmao - Hates the SCP mod?? Map?? idk at this point - The ghost girl targets him so much it's hilarious - Tries to stay in charge of the money, Floyd usually intervenes - Dies to giants a lot - Thought the slots mod might be fun, until Floyd spent all their money - Gets used as bait a lot - The spiders hate him Jade: - Inverse teleports EVERYONE he thinks the unpredictability is Funny - Likes to sneak up on his teammates - Pretends to be a mimic a lot (Floyd panics and ends up hitting him with the shovel) - Teammates compare him to the bracken a lot (they mysteriously die shortly after) - If someone kills him he votes to return to the ship early to be petty - Loves the monster mod that lets him torture his friends - Adores the loot bugs so much they're his Little Guys - Compares Floyd to the Thumper a lot - Brings your body back to. right in front of the ship so when you're spectating you can watch them abandon you Floyd: - Menace 3.0 (uses All tactics mentioned above) - hates the backroom mod - Screams at all the monsters, mostly out of joy - Loves the twerking emote - The Jack in the Box is his favourite - He loves the nutcracker too because when he kills it he gets the rifle - He will proceed to use the rifle irresponsibly - Finds all the ways to die on Gordion - Carries the boombox around everywhere

Scarabia

Kalim: - Can't play it's too scary for him. Even the minecraft world mod. It's just not for him. When he tried playing he got struck by lightning. Jamil: - Has to play with the arachnophobia filter - Still screams with the millipedes/face huggers - Always has a shovel, flashlight and walkie so he doesn't get much loot - Likes putting the mimic mask on to terrify everyone else even if it means he dies - Also enjoys the boombox and jamming out with the slime

Pomefiore

Vil: - Gets super competitive - Actually loves the push mod but would never admit it - Loves beating the shit out of thumpers - Will kill his own teammates if they honk horns and shit he will NOT tolerate it - Ends up dying to the bracken a lot - Comments on how little sense the value of each thing is (especially the hair dryers) - Also makes up a lot of theories about the game and lore while he's playing but if you call him out on it he'll deny that he's That invested in the game (he will never look up the actual lore) Rook: - Literally only plays to try and kill the monsters he doesn't give a fuck about quota - Push mod is Funny - Dies to the slime a ridiculous amount of times because he's too busy beating the shit out of something else - Was the first one to die to a giants fart - Somehow always manages to get beehives with minimal damage - Tricks and/or "blackmails" people into trying fire exits out for him (he wants to see more of the mimic, but will leave all their loot on the ground) Epel: - Loves the high risk high reward moons - Teammates try to use him as bait, but he always uno reverses them - Blind dogs are his favourite and he likes to crouch walk with them and lowkey pretend they are his Friends - Loooooves the jetpack, he's half decent at flying with it - Has died to the ladder more than once (he did it to himself) - Also tries to send himself to the backrooms by charging things that should Not be charged - Runs into the bees by accident a lot

Ignihyde

Idia: - Literally so many fucking mods - He looses interest in Lethal Company pretty quickly - Trans cat stuffy is his baby - the cat mod is the reason he stays, but then he also refuses to sell them to the company - He sometimes lets Ortho control everything (like monsters spawning, how fast time passes in game, how many inventory slots he has, etc. etc.) and it makes it more engaging for him and fun for Ortho Ortho: - When he plays alone he only plays on the minecraft map mod - He likes collecting Steve - Otherwise he invades public lobbies and is a little menace to everyone - At least once in game he'll abandon everyone because he thinks their panicking is funny - If he dies early, he doesn't quite grasp that it's frustrating when he calls the ship to leave, so it happens pretty much whenever he dies early - Speed runner when he's by himself because he has....all the mods at his disposal

Diasomnia

Malleus: - He can't fix a tamagotchi, you think this man is playing a video game? - Sorry, you can play with him one on one to teach him the controls but you're not getting in the building Lilia: - Menace 4.0 - Grandpa is a little shit - Loves the coil heads and luring them towards his teammates, just to ditch them - Teleporters are his best friend - Dies to the elements more often than monsters (quicksand/Lightning/fall damage? Gravity) - Has also died via standing underneath the pod when it's delivering stuff - Loves the push mod - Calls the loot bugs his children - Will find a jar of pickles and defend it with a rifle, nobody is allowed to sell it Silver: - Dies to a lot of the monsters because Lilia told him there's a mod that lets him befriend them when there's not one installed - Has never died to a mimic door somehow - Has an amazing sense of direction in game, always knows where he is and how to get to the exit - Buys a rifle but tries to never use it - Mostly tails other teammates to make sure they're safe - If he stays in the ship he ends up falling asleep Sebek: - Dies to the blind dogs a lot - Also sustains damage from Lilia trolling him while he's trying to cross the bridge - Would rather play with no mods - Gets so proud when he brings back a lot of loot - Always tries to go back for more loot and ends up taking too long to get back to the ship

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blackopals-world · 2 years

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I fell in love with your writing as soon as I saw that Onsen!Yuu fic. It was so good! Anyhoo! May I request a fic of Fem!Yuu where she sings and dances beautifully, seemingly alone. Unbeknown to her, a couple of Pomefiore students and the Tweels were watching her (while being unaware of the other). Cue Pomefiore and Octavinelle fighting over Yuu who's just confused.

~Oh my~

I was just thinking of something like this. Allow me to fulfill your request.

Dancer!femYuu gets kidnapped

Lace and silk

Satin touching cold wooden floors

A hand on hers

A soft piano plays

Familiar

Warm

Hot

HOT

Yuu woke up with a jolt as Grim rolled off her chest with a loud yowl.

"Just a dream" she thought to herself as she picked up her furry friend and placed him on the other pillow.

She tried to remember her old life that seemed only to come in the depths of night. Phantom movements that ghosted around her. A life unknown but still so close.

The morning light had barely touched the sky let alone crest the horizon.It was the weekend and she had nowhere to be. Still, Yuu needed to move. Throwing on a dress and flats Yuu left Ramshackle but not before giving Grim a little kiss.

The campus was still and foggy but Yuu felt a pull in her chest. Luring her to somewhere unknown. It begged her to get lost in the cool mist.

She remembered a day like this, when see would run to school as a little girl.

Yuu felt herself laugh as she took off, feeling the droplets of water slick to her skin. She felt alive.

Until she found the place her heart desired.

A bridge over a small lake that ended on a little island in the center. Black swans swam from shore to shore and fish tapped the water's surface.

Yuu remembered a day like this. When she stood by the bank with friends and threw breadcrumbs and seeds to the ducks in the water. They would gush about the boys in class and who they wanted to dance with. They would practice their jumps and twirls until one of them felling in the water and the others fished her out.

Yuu tried to remember their faces or names but it came back blotted like ink spilled on paper.

But she remembered the way it felt. The movements that she practiced so carefully once upon a time. Of when she was just a girl in a small town, who danced to her hearts content.

She stood on the stone railing of the bridge and walked across it like her old balance beam. She remembered how much her teacher hated when she turned it into a headstand. Thankfully she knew now not to after a near concussion.

A little duckling strayed away from its mother and wondered onto the bridge to watch her.

Yuu used to love the baby ducklings back home. She had a little song she'd sing to call them after ballet practice.

How'd it go?

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Yuu felt her body move as though possessed. She danced to the sound of her own voice.

Unknown to her that two heads peaked out from just above the water. Listening and watching. Hidden by the fog.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Simultaneously a few Pomefiore students heard the sound of singing in the mist and followed what they thought would be a siren or spirit. Only to find The Prefect dancing across the bridge with a gaggle of swans following her and almost seemed to dance beside her.

Her voice rang like a twinkling bell as she giggled joyously as she danced on the tips of her toes. Her dress flowing around her.

"Shrimpy, looks like she's having fun. She could float away at any moment." Floyd smiled showing rows of sharp teeth.

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly

Into the light of a dark black night

"Like, a lovely jellyfish drifting in the water." Jade responded his tail curling in delight. "Azul, would love to see this and I'd be a shame miss it."

"We should grab Shrimpy and take her back with us." Floyed cackled as they formed a plan.

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly

Into the light of a dark black night

"She gorgeous. A true icon of beauty." One of the Pomefiore boys said.

"Indeed, wild and untamed. Hair flowing in the wind like a goddess." The other said.

"We have to invite her back with us. The other have to hear her voice. Imagine the crime we would have committed to not share her." The last piped up.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Just as Yuu finished her song there was a splash in the water and she was suddenly pulled in. She screamed as she believed that she was going to be eaten by some kind of lake monster.

When she heard the sound of Floyd laughing she knew she was right. She thrashed against the tweels as she ranted that this wasn't funny and they got her all wet.

See was so distracted she didn't notice the Pomefiore boys calling out to her believing that she was being kidnapped. (which she was)

They quickly rallied the other Pomefiore students along with Rook and Vil and told them what happened.

"They dragged our Dove unto the depths. She went from singing her heart out to screaming her lungs out." The Pomefiore boys cried tearfully.

"Ça alors!" Rook said shocked at the retelling. "We must save her!"

Vil tried to parcel the truth of this matter. It seemed as though the Octavinelles saw how taken his dorm was with the Prefect and have stolen her away. What ransom could they want? Poor Yuu must be distraught but who else was fit to save her but him?

All the while Yuu while mad was given new clothes to wear while her's dried. She was not a fan of a cold dip so early and being wisked away while she was in the moment. She was the moment, basking in it even.

She sat in the empty lounge as Azul smiled to placate her as he showed her a contratfor a new lounge singer. But Yuu wasn't in the mood.

"Come on siren, take the deal. Just one stroke of the pen?" Azul cooed.

"I'll think about it." Yuu huffed.

At that moment a Octavinelle student ran into the lounge.

"The Pomefiores are rioting outside! They want the Prefect!" He yelled.

"Tell them to go drown. She stays here." Azul said roughly "Unless they can offer be something better."

Yuu had no idea what was going on. She just wanted to dance a bit. Now the dorms are fighting.

Azul had to meet Vil at the dorm entrance to settle the dispute with the tweels all the while Yuu was left unsupervised.

Yuu quickly took a backroom exist out of Octavinelle and headed home. Whatever resulted from this was not her problem. Not her circus or her flying monkeys.

Yuu wandered how the most sensible of the dorms ended up acting this way.

She later met up with Ace and Deuce to show them her dance skills.

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jades-typurriter · 3 months

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Tiger Pox

This is a smaller one I did for fun after a friend of mine designed a cute tiger girl (and then another one, and then another one). Vee doesn't have an account that vee'd like tagged, so I'm going to credit the concept (and accompanying art) to Bowsiosaurus =3

CW: we tf into cute tiger girls yaaaayyyyy =^w^=

“So, the strategy that’s been getting more and more popular is to Terastalize one of your Pokemon into a Dragon-Type, and then have a Mold Breaker Haxorus use Dragon Cheer—”

“OHO,” yowled the ewe. “Because Mold Breaker lets the effect stack more than once, even when the target usually wouldn’t be affected!”

“Exactly!” replied the stout sea serpent. “The most common setup has been Gholdengo with Make It Rain.”

“Oh, okay,” Jade mumbled between bites of her street-corner hot dog. “Why is Gholdengo so strong, again?”

She and Bowsie had spent the afternoon trawling the displays of their town’s shopping plaza, and now leaned up against a building along the main thoroughfare to take a break before continuing. The impassioned, excited discussion about the finer points of the competitive metagame carried for a block or two in either direction, even rising above the crowd noise from the rest of the shoppers.

“Well, on top of being a Steel-Type, it’sssss… Um, it’s um…” Bowsie’s eyes seemed to unfocus as Jade listened. No, not unfocus—focus on something further behind her. She turned over her shoulder to look, and straightened up when she saw a shapely tiger woman strutting down the sidewalk toward the two of them. She towered over even Jade; the confident click, click, click, click of her high heels on the pavement were like a metronome, setting the pace of Jade’s tail as it swished like a cat preparing to pounce.

As Bowsie struggled to rediscover ver train of thought, head swiveling to follow the woman as she approached, Jade coyly waggled a paw up at her. She glanced their way, sending a cold, thrilling jolt through each of their chests, and briefly flashed her teeth at them. As she passed, her tail skimmed gently across both of their snouts, a clearly well-practiced tease to rile up what must have seemed, to her, as an adorably out-of-their-depth pair of spectators. Bowsie, of course, lost all hope of recovering ver composure; ver bouncy snout was a dark blue all over, and ver flippers shot up to cover ver eyes in an effort to hide how flustered vee was. Jade, on the other hand, interpreted the gesture as reciprocation of her flirty little greeting, and was about to call after the woman with a quip about “touching fluffy tail”.

Something stopped her, though—she suddenly felt warm, and it struck her as more than simply blushing. She tugged at her collar, cartoonishly “awooga” as it seemed, given the circumstances, and realized that it didn’t just feel tighter: her clothes were getting tighter. Her chest (which, admittedly, had always been mostly fluff) was starting to stretch out her top, so much so that it began to bare a little bit of her midriff. Her skirt began to ride up as her hips took up more and more of the room underneath.

She looked over at Bowsie, whose scales shimmered with a layer of sweat—except where they had been replaced by big, poofy patches of bright-orange fur! Vee was shooting up like a rocket, too. Before Jade’s eyes, vee went from a whole head shorter to nearly at eye level; something told her that the only reason she hadn’t been overtaken yet was that she had been subtly stretching skyward as well. The serpent’s tail stretched and thinned as the fur inched along its length, losing its characteristic, reptilian taper in favor of a uniform thickness and a round, soft-looking tip. The black stripes crisscrossing the islands of fur seemed to knit themselves together as they bridged the gap, everywhere except for ver stomach: just like before, it was a lighter color compared to the rest of ver.

Her attention was finally wrenched back from her companion as she heard buttons begin to pop and fabric begin to rrrRRRIP. She looked down and saw that the new gaps had revealed stripes of her own, her wooly fleece slowly straightening and stiffening into a dense layer of white fur that exploded out through her top’s once-respectable neckline. Her mane grew even less manageable than usual, fluffing up so much that it fell around her face as she examined herself; her hooves softened into round, blunt, padded paws, big enough to appropriately cushion her quickly-growing frame. As the last of her own stripes were freed from the tatters of her clothes, she looked out over the mountainous fluff of her chest to see her equally-well-endowed friend looking expectantly back at her, arms crossed in an affectionately-impatient little huff that accentuated her new assets.

“Oh, uh… I’m sorry, were you waiting for me?”

“You were wheeling again, Jade!”

“M-my bad! I just got a little distracted, is all. It’s just…” She fiddled with her paws for a moment, looking down at the ground, before glancing furtively back up at her friend. “Do you think that pretty lady might’ve l-liked us?”

“Us?” Bowsie scoffed, tilting her chin up smugly. “Bestie, of course she liked us! We’re catches. I bet we could catch her if we left now, but honestly? I’m kinda hungry.” Jade glanced down at a discarded hot dog laying near her on the street. Not the kind of thing she would usually go for, but Bowsie had a point—they’d been walking around all day, after all!

“Do you think they have a pumpkin spice flavor at the bubble tea place?”

“I think I saw it on their sign!”

“Yaaaaayy!” the white tiger cheered quietly. “It’s my favorite… that’s why winter is my favorite time of year!”

“It’s your favorite time of year ‘cause you have all that fluff, girl! Not everybody’s as well-insulated as you. Makes it harder to spot you, too!”

“That part is a little comforting…”

“Well, I’m happy for you, but I love being easy to spot. Why do you think that girl was smiling at me before, huh?”

“Hush!” Jade giggled, playfully nudging the orange tiger’s shoulder. “You know how loud you are. She might hear you!”

“I hope so! Then I can invite her to the tea place with us!”

“So I can third wheel for the two of you?”

“Well, you’d better get walking if you don’t want me to take off and hunt her down! C’mon!”

TY for reading! Here's a little epilogue, as well as the designs on their own. If you're interested in more of my writing you can have a look here and here!'designs on their own. If you're interested in more of my writing you can have a look here and here!

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yuurei20 · 11 months

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Leona Info Compilation part 8: Main Story Books 0, 1 and 3 and Azul, Floyd and Jade

In Leona’s earliest appearance in the main story he ignores an on-fire Kalim and Crowley’s efforts to catch Grim to exchange verbal barbs with Vil.

Our official introduction to Leona is when he threatens the prefect with violence for stepping on his tail; they are saved by Ruggie.

In Book 3 Leona reluctantly allows Grim and the prefect to spend the night in his room after they lose Ramshackle to Azul. (A line where Leona threatens to eat them if they wake him up was changed to “I’ll turn you into a shag carpet” in the English adapation.)

Leona has a significant role in Book 3, stealing Azul’s magical-artifact-contracts straight from his vault.

Azul promises Leona anything he wants in exchange for the return of his contracts, but Leona refuses on the basis that the prefect and Grim won’t let him sleep.

(Ruggie reveals that Leona was actually getting rid of his own contract with Azul, using the prefect as an excuse.)

In the English version of the game Leona says that he couldn’t ignore a “friend” in need, but this was a change to his original dialogue: he does not actually call the prefect a friend.

Azul does not seem very fond of Leona, referring to his complaints during Beanfest as “the yowling of a beaten lion” and when Jack breaks a bottle of durian juice inside the school store, Azul happily tells Sam to charge the bottle and any associated cleaning expenses to Leona.

When asked to team up with either Riddle or Leona during Book 6 Azul chooses Riddle on the basis that, “Leona’s desiccating signature spell would be a poor fit with a merman.”

Later on, however, Azul becomes frustrated with Riddle and comments, “If I’d known he’d be like this, I would’ve gone with Leona and just called my sanded contracts water under the bridge…”, insinuating that he still holds a grudge against Leona for the events of Book 3.

Leona seems to pay very handsomely for Azul’s assistance during Book 2, which Azul references during Book 5; Leona is not amused.

Leona explains that he has “made a few deals” with Azul in the past “and paid the piper for ‘em”, but he has never put his power up for collateral.

He seems cautious of Azul, initially refusing to help Jack and the other characters take Azul down in Book 3 and only acquiescing once he recognizes an opportunity to get rid of his own contract.

In Book 5 Azul says that he doesn’t torment others for sport “unlike Leona”, and when Leona points out “You’re not gonna get anywhere talkin' a lady’s ear off” in Phantom Bride Azul responds, “Leona, you were the first to be rejected. You’re hardly in a position to act SMUG.”

Leona may be cautious of Octavinelle in general: Jade approaches him during Spectral Soiree with a drink, asking about a recent interaction he had with Floyd (in the English adaptation Leona responds with “oh, right, you are twins”, but this was changed from his original line of “Floyd?…oh, your other half.”)

Leona is quick to apologize for any perceived slight on Floyd’s part, to Jade’s surprise.

We learn that Leona blatantly ignored Floyd’s efforts to join in during the Spelldrive team’s pre-Halloween practice, which seems to be Leona’s modus operandi for dealing with Floyd: he has a voice line of “Fightin' him ain’t worth it. Just ignore him if he tries to start somethin’ with you.”

Leona explains that he usually emphasizes independence with the Spelldrive team but he decided to increase training before Halloween, when they will not be able to practice at all, and “might’ve inadvertently ignored Floyd.”

Leona apologizes a second time and downplays his own abilities.

When Jade attempts to press for more conversation Leona shuts him down, explaining that he doesn’t want to owe anyone from Octavinelle anything: he only gave Jade a conversation in return for the drink Jade brought him.

#twstleona #leonafacts #twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #twstfacts

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calehenituse-brainrot · 2 years

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Practice

Cale Henituse | Kim Rok Soo x Transported!Reader

You and Cale finally talk about what happened, but only after you suggested an outrageous plan.

For the first few times he had met you, Alver had thought of you as someone reliable and capable. You were always berating Cale more openly than others and whenever Cale was being dense, you'd share a look with him and the others as if you were all suffering together because of how dumb that man was. But then as he got to know you, he found out that while you were always the one berating Cale, you were also the only one Cale trusted to share his self-sacrificial plans with and always encouraged Cale's crazy plans with such a solid trust that it made Alberu curious on how deeply your relationship was with the man.

But more importantly, he knew just how unhinged you can be, and he knows that this isn't the most unhinged he will see you be.

"You're telling me—" he started slow, rubbing his temple, "—that you want to go there under a disguise?"

You rolled your eyes, mildly annoyed at his exasperated tone. You've told him this twice, can't he keep up?

After overhearing the conversation of the men in the street, you and Alver hurried to return to the palace. Along the way of returning, you proposed the idea of sneaking into the supposed gambling house and suggested that Alver could probably find a drug ring if this issue turns out to be bigger than they all expected.

"That's dangerous," he told you with a frown and his response had you frowning in disapproval.

"As if you and Cale don't do it every time it's convenient for you!" You retorted, listing the number of fake identities that Cale has and the alias Alver had chosen everywhere he wants to go undetected. Bob, you recalled the ridiculous name, knowing how many faces you can put on that name alone.

"Yes, but it's different this time," Alver tried to reason with you, knowing how stubborn you are. He grasped your hand, forcing you to look at his stern blue eyes. "A woman disguising herself to sneak into a gambling house is a different story. I know I don't have to elaborate any further for you to understand how vulnerable you would be if we go with your plan."

"But Count Theo--"

"Exposing his misdeeds isn't worth your safety," he cuts you off. You stared at him for a moment and Alver lets go of your hand, his own coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "I don't understand why you're being so insistent on this despite knowing how dangerous it is. I know that you have a bone to pick with him but you have never been the type to mix that personal aspect of your life into a professional setting."

"Then what do you propose?" You asked him, ignoring his comment regarding your professionality. "We need to get rid of him."

Alver stared at you for some time, racking his brain to give you an answer. To be truthful, he had thought of disguises as well to find out more about Count Theo, but he couldn't exactly have you go down there alone, especially not when you have a personal grudge against Count Theo. Worse things come to worse, you'd be found out and your name dragged through the mud for being present in a brothel and gambling grounds.

"Are you ready to woman up and talk to Cale yet?"

"I miss [Name]."

Cale's gaze moved from the ceilings to Ohn who sat beside him on the bed, the tip of her silver fluffy tail twitching in intrigue as she studied Cale's jaded brown eyes. It has been quite a long time since you stepped back into the duchy and it's been rather upsetting to see that Cale has been spending more time laying on his bed instead of sitting around and reading a book or enjoying a few snacks, one of the many things everyone knows he forced himself to do in the afternoon because he's always expecting a visit from you.

When Cale kept his mouth shut, Ohn took it as a sign that Cale himself does not know what to say to her in regard to her words. It's been a few days of others pointing out how ever since you left, the estate seemed to be too peaceful. You weren't running around the halls to head to your office or the library in a hurry, your voice no longer greeting even the servants during their breaks. Some of them are pondering whether or not you remember to rest and eat your lunch because everyone knows that you treated lunch as a reward for finishing your tasks.

"I heard from Grandpa that she was here."

The tip of Ohn's tail began flicking when Cale's eyes widened slightly, his voice barely a murmur when he asked; "She was?"

"Mhm." Ohn circled the spot she was on before sitting down, resembling a loaf of bread with her paws and tails hidden underneath her fluffy fur. Cale stuck his hand out, caressing her right behind her ear, smiling slightly when Ohn began to purr in delight. It didn't take long for her to lay on the bed, stomach showing while Cale gives her head rubs. "Grandpa said she came by just to have some snacks, though she didn't look very well."

Cale frowned in thought as he continued petting Ohn. He expected you to be quite worn out with all the new workload but he didn't expect you to make time to come over despite that, and to only have some snacks? Also, why didn't Ron report your return to him?

'Something doesn't feel right.'

Just as he began to come up with a few scenarios of what could be happening, his bedroom door slammed open and was followed by the shrill voice of a certain Black Dragon. "Human! Human!"

Cale sat up, seeing Raon so happily flying to him with the mana communication device in his paws, Hong hot on his trail with a big smile. "It's [Name]! She's calling!"

Ohn sat up, tail swishing left to the right despite her calm face. They all shuffled closer to Cale when Raon dropped the communication device to his lap, turning on the call.

Instead of your face, Alver's face appeared, his noble smile on his face as it was the default expression on his face. Cale couldn't help but frown when he saw the blond man instead of you, his displeasure visible and so was his kids'. Alver's smile faltered and he looked at them all with a raised eyebrow, "Am I that bad to look at?"

"Of course not," Cale replied, his face staying the same. "It's an honor to be facing His Highness--"

"Alright, enough."

Alver leaned back in your chair, staring at Cale and the kids' displeased expressions, thinking about how they must've been so excited to see you again only to see him. He decided to use your communication device instead of his just to mess with Cale and he knew that you knew about it because you didn't put up a fight when he suggested it. You were across the room, folding your cloak along with the one he had borrowed, storing it back in the wardrobe.

"You don't seem to be in your study nor your room," Cale pointed out, noticing the different window sill and wallpaper behind Alver.

"He's with me."

Cale felt his breathing almost stop at hearing your voice. He watched you begin to move into the frame, standing behind the chair Alver was sitting on. How long has it been since he heard your voice? How long has it been since he saw you? Perhaps too long because he found himself drinking the image of you as if you were the most interesting thing he ever found and must be remembered and revered for centuries.

Your face looked lethargic and formal wear was a bit ruffled, but the slight backlight from the window behind you made you look holy as if there was a glowing halo around your head, the light shining through your [h/c] strands. Cale never thought of himself to be much of a poet nor was he a romantic person and he hated how his thoughts were filled with the words he would have cringed at when he was younger, but oh, how can you look so wry and beautiful at the same time?

That kind of beauty is unfair, he thinks, because it's the kind that one could be ungrateful to have seen at the moment and if they were lucky, they would become old and think back to your face, and perhaps it would be enough for someone to be youthfully felt just by thinking of your eyes and the tired smile on your face. And thankfully for Cale, he was not the type to start appreciating things once they have been lost.

Cale's eyes softened once he saw you and he let himself smile. "How are you, [Name]?"

You looked a bit stunned for a moment, not expecting Cale to immediately address you so softly. The gentle way he spoke of your name sent tremors to your hands, your knees weak, and you had to force yourself to not give him a full-blown smile, because how can you not be happy to know he was still there, waiting for you?

"I've been well," you managed to reply to him and for a moment, you believed that you are well now that you'd seen him. "And the kids?"

"We miss you!" Raon yelled through the device. "Come home, [Name]!"

You subtly tapped Alver's back, urging him to please take charge of the conversation. As horrible as you could be, you could never be able to lie to children.

Alver cleared his throat. "Right. Cale, we require your assistance."

"But if you can't, that's fine," you piped in, holding your hands up and giving him an anxious smile. "Seriously, no pressure."

"[Name], stop it," Alver berated you. "I'm not sending you out there alone."

Cale straightens up upon hearing Alver's words. "What is this about?"

"We plan to have [Name] go under a disguise to find out more about a possible brothel and gambling ring," Alver answered, seeing Cale's expression turning into disbelief. "There is a possibility that a few nobles of the empire are running it and it was originally her plan, not mine."

'Snitch,' you thought, hand coming up to pinch Alver by his waist. Alver flinched and tried to scootch away, giving you a dirty look, one to which you replied with your own.

"That's--"

"I know it's dangerous, you don't have to tell me," you say before Cale could continue. "Please, this is something I have to do, so tell me whether or not you'll help me. I don't have much time."

Cale stared at your face, trying to find out what you meant by not having much time. He tries to look at your eyes as deeply as the communication device allows him to but just by the way the corner of your lips are slightly turned down and eyebrows scrunched, he was able to see that you were pleading. And how could he turn away from you?

"I'll help." He sighed, leaning back on his pillows. "What are you planning?"

Your lips curled into a smirk, excited to finally have things go your way. You glanced at the children for a quick moment, hoping Cale could understand that you don't want the kids to hear about your plan. "Come over and I'll tell you. Bring Choi Han with you."

Cale arrived at the Palace as quickly as he could, bringing along Choi Han with him as per your request. They both headed to Alver's study, Choi Han knocking thrice before opening the door once they heard Alver's invitation to be inside his study. They found Alver by his desk with you standing by his side, showing him a few sheets of paper. Alver picked one up and grinned with a single eyebrow raised in amusement.

"Are you sure this is not a lengthy plan for you to just get a dress?" Alver's question can be heard as they stepped closer to his desk.

You grinned, looking at the paper he was holding. "You think I'd be brave enough to wear this type of thing to a formal event in this stuck-up place?"

Alver shrugged nonchalantly as he stared at the paper. "You'd look good. Scandalous, but good."

"Scandalous?" Choi Han repeated, mildly curious about what you and Alver were discussing. Alver set the paper down to look at Choi Hand and Cale properly meanwhile you gathered it with the others, hiding them from their view when you hold it close to your chest.

"Now that you're both here, [Name] could explain her plans in detail," Alver said, gesturing to you with his hand. "Take a seat."

You watched Cale turn to you, his brown eyes studying you as he sat on the couch of Alver's study. His gaze followed you as you sat across them, folding the papers in your hands and tucking them inside the pocket of your coat. You smiled at him, "Hey."

"Have you eaten yet?" Cale asked, noticing that you had lost some weight. It wasn't too clear on the communication device but in real life, he could see the way your sleeves hung on your limbs instead of like in the past where your clothes looked snug on you.

"I ate a little bit before coming out earlier," you answered him. "Too excited to share my plans."

"I heard it's about a gambling ring," Choi Han joins in the conversation, standing behind the couch Cale was sitting on. "And sneaking in?"

"Yes. Alver and I were out earlier today together and stumbled upon a couple of men in the slums that mention Count Theo giving them money and preparing girls," you explained, not noticing that Cale had looked over to Alver at the mention that you had both went out together, an eyebrow raised as a silent question and Alver only shrugged, hoping Cale understands that it was nothing.

"It seemed to be a usual case of a noble playing with women and money laundering," Cale stated slowly, turning to look at you. "What's special about this one?"

You shrugged. "I have grudges."

"That's not very healthy," Alver commented.

"I'll heal in hell," you retorted with a grin. "Count Theo has been under my surveillance ever since I started working here. At first, it was only because he was a sexist jerk, but then I started noticing how most of the locations in his project proposals are within the same area so I had been suspicious that something fishy must have going on in that specific area. After getting a clue that he's probably money laundering and visiting brothels, there's a very huge chance that he is also involved in drugs. His Highness' people are already digging for anything that could be of help and to see what kind of connection he has with that particular area he's always been interested in."

Cale cradled his chin and began to think. While the whole issue seemed to be based on your grudge towards the noble, Cale wasn't the type to refuse a plan just because it was petty. He would accept it because it's petty. "You're planning to go down into the place by yourself. What do you hope to accomplish?"

"The plan is to completely go into disguise and find the place Count Theo will be spending his time in," you began. "I would have to make sure the people that are in charge there are to be completely distracted while His Highness' people, Choi Han included, sneak into the establishment and find anything that could immediately incarcerate them."

Cale tilted his head. "How will you be doing that? Distracting them?"

You gave Cale a sly grin, shrugging nonchalantly. "I have my ways."

Cale suppressed the urge to smile at your confidence. He loves it so much when you're brimming with confidence to the point it's dripping, forcing everyone in the room to acknowledge it. Cale thinks you might have not realized the amount of power you could have in your hand had you been so constantly like this, confident and blunt with that grin on your face. Cale let out a defeated sigh, "Okay. What's my role in your plan?"

Alver let out a snort and both Cale and Choi Han turned to him with raised eyebrows, confused about why he suddenly laughed. Alver covered his mouth and used the other hand to wave them off, "N-no, listen to her plan."

Cale turned to look at you again, seeing that your face is now red and you were looking down at the floor with both hands gripping at your dress on your lap.

"[Name]?" Cale called. "What am I supposed to do?"

"It's not what you're supposed to do, but what I'm supposed to do," you corrected him, face still red and avoiding looking at him. "I can distract them if I'm alone but--"

"[Name], stop killing me and just say it," Alver calls you out, trying to suppress his laughter. You hissed at him and then glanced up at Cale, face red. Cale felt his own face warming up at your gaze and nearly drop dead at the words you utter to him next.

"I'll be going as your woman."

Cale blinked owlishly. "What...?"

"Oh, I'm sure you'll both do a splendid job," Choi Han commented, the misunderstandings he had kept to himself after all these years allowing him to be blind towards the situation and atmosphere. You glared at the black-haired male with a scandalized look, "What do you mean?"

Surprised at your heated reply, Choi Han stuttered, "I-I mean, I believe you both can do it!"

Cale let the sound of you and Choi Han arguing drown as he thought about the plan. The fact that they will all be visiting a pub of some sort or perhaps even a fancy underground brothel meant they couldn't be just entering the place and not have someone by their side during their whole stay there. They needed a companion to go with this plan and your plan to go in as an escort isn't too bad... is it?

"If you don't feel comfortable with it, I can go alone," you told Cale, seeing that he looked a bit disturbed after you revealed your plan.

"Absolutely not," Alver boomed, voice stern and leaving no room for any arguments. "I will not be allowing [Name] to go down there alone. I will assign someone to be with her if Cale cannot do it."

What are the things that escorts must do so that they can look convincing? Cale thinks of the things you must do, like hanging onto every word your partner says, arms tangled together wherever you go, and the way you would have to be so close all the time, perhaps bodies pressed against each other even. Cale isn't the type of man to take advantage of a woman, especially not the woman he wished could be his, but thinking about you doing those things to someone else made him feel...

"Would you prefer it to be me?"

Cale didn't think he'd say those words out loud so clearly. Your gaze sweeps over his face, seeing a myriad of emotions flash across his handsome face when he realized you were analyzing him. You gulped, thinking of your words carefully considering the awkward situation between you and Cale. You closed your eyes, sighing, 'Fuck it.'

"I..." You felt your heart squeeze in your chest as you look at him with a mellow smile. "I don't think there's a world where I will not prefer it to be you."

Cale forced himself to gulp, wetting his mouth a little bit because it had gone dry the moment he heard your words. Cale doesn't like assuming things, but is he allowed to at least hope?

"Then it's decided!" Alver clapped his hand, attracting everyone's attention back to him as he grinned. His blue eyes met Cale, glimmering with joy seeing Cale's slightly red face.

"Cale and [Name] will be in a disguise and sneak into the establishment. You are both to distract the people there and create a safe environment for my people to get what we needed."

It wasn't long until Alver received the report regarding Count Theo and several other nobles who seemed to frequent a common commoner's area near the slums. These reports came back with proof of connection between them and several brothel homes and gambling rings that has close ties with several drug dealers, though not enough to prove their transactions. It seemed most of them gathered together in a pub near the slums while concealing their identities by wearing masks and covering any identifiable features.

"The plan will start tomorrow night," Alver declared to the three of you. "Miss [Name] will have to return to the duchy for today as discreetly as possible. I'll be sending over the things you'll all need tomorrow morning."

Your return to the duchy was welcomed with open arms and cheerful smiles. You could guess why both the Duke and Duchess gave you a worried look when you greeted them but you decided to not think much of it when Cale stopped walking beside you to ask, "Will you join me for my evening tea?"

You wanted to laugh at how formal he sounded. "Okay."

You walked beside him towards his room, seeing Ron already standing in front of his room with a benign smile. Upon seeing you, Ron bowed his head and greeted you, "It's been a while since we've had you back in the duchy. Welcome back, Miss [Name]."

You kept your smile despite how clear the man was recalling your last visit here. "It's good to be back."

"Ron, prepare us some tea and snacks," Cale told the butler as the older man opened the bedroom door, showing the two children and Black Dragon that are sitting on the couch together.

Upon seeing you with Cale, they stood up with large smiles on their faces and ran to you, Raon greeting Cale first while Ohn and Hong came to you, Hong hugging your waist while Ohn looked up at you with gleaming eyes. You hugged the red-headed child back, using one hand to ruffle Ohn's silver hair. "Oh, I missed you guys so mu-ch!"

"You were away for a long time," Hong grumbled against your dress. "Why did you take so long?"

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," you cooed, rubbing his back. "There was so much to do and I couldn't go home until they were all finished."

Again, it was better for you to say it like this than to lie to their faces when Cale is right in front of you. You look up at the man himself, seeing him cradling Raon close to his chest while staring at you. You chewed the inside of your cheek and gave a tight hug once again to Hong, "Why don't you all go play while Cale and I talk?"

"Okay," Ohn answered obediently. She pulled on Hong's arm gently from you and suggested going to the kitchen to look for Beacrox's cookies. Just the mention of Beacrox's name was enough for Hong to let you go.

"Go ahead and say hi to [Name] before leaving," Cale murmured to Raon before letting the dragon go and fly towards you. You immediately opened your arms, embracing the dragon and feeling his scales scratch at your skin lightly, his body was oddly cool and felt refreshing to touch. "It's nice to see you again, Raon."

"Don't leave again, [Name]," Raon grumbled and you felt your heart skip a beat. You hugged the Dragon and let your cheek flush against the Dragon's scaly head.

It did not escape Cale that you didn't say anything in response.

Once the kids have left and Ron have provided tea and snacks, you and Cale were left alone in his bedroom. You sat across from him, staring at the refreshments as you rack your mind to find the words to start the conversation because you can see clearly that Cale himself doesn't know what to say.

"I don't know how to start," he admitted first, breaking the silence between you two. "This is... my first time dealing with these types of things."

You gathered your courage to look at him, seeing that Cale was already staring at you, pale cheeks dusted pink and eyes hazy. Your heart started drumming against your chest and you could feel your own cheeks heating up at the memory of what happened. You couldn't get the memory of pulling him down to you and pressing your lips against his, the way your lips molded perfectly together as if it was created for each other, as if that was your duty of living, to keep loving one another.

"I'm sorry for running away and not talking it out," you began, your eyes averting down to look at Cale's hands that are situated on his lap. You don't think you can look at Cale for too long and be expected to form coherent thoughts and hold up a verbal conversation.

"I took advantage of you," Cale said and you jolted out of shock, nearly standing up from the couch.

"What--? No!" Your voice nearly faltered. "No, no. No, you did not take advantage of me. I was a bit tipsy, yes, but I also wanted to do that and I enjoyed it so no, you--you weren't the only one who wanted it--you didn't take advantage of me. I swear, I felt like I was the one who took advantage of you because I shared some pity story and I was afraid you kissed me because I was so pathetic that -- wait, hold on, I think I'm rambling."

You took a deep breath after that word vomit, wondering for a second whether or not Cale was able to properly digest your words and understand them because you had been explaining everything too quickly. You fiddled with your fingers, cursing for the habit of overexplaining things when you could have just stopped two sentences in.

"[Name]."

Fuck, you hated how your name rolls from his mouth so good. His voice alone was enough to make your whole body tingle, but the tone he held as he spoke made your heart melt to the point it was hard to breathe.

"I... I wouldn't kiss someone because I pity them," he told you. "And no, I didn't pity you that day. I just feel disappointed in myself for not noticing your feelings."

You chewed on the inside of your cheek. "About me missing my family or about my feelings towards you?"

Cale's cheeks flushed red a bit. "Both."

Your lips are pursed into a straight line, nodding. "Good to know."

There was a pregnant pause between the two of you -- Cale staring at you and you staring at the refreshments on the table as if it was the most interesting thing in the world you've ever seen. You ponder about what to say to diminish this tense, awkward situation, but all you could think was how now your relationship with Cale would never be the same. You can no longer enter his room and sit on his bed so casually, you could no longer stare at him and not think about the way his cold lips molded with yours and the soft strands of his hair when you play with them. Fuck, you're in trouble.

"I really, really, like you, Cale."

You missed the way Cale's mouth had opened, most likely wanting to speak first before you stole that chance. Your hand ran up to the back of your neck, rubbing a spot there as you continue speaking. "I don't exactly know your stance when it comes to these types of situations and relationships so I don't know whether or not you'd want to be committed. However, I do know that you're dedicated to the life of a rich slacker and I've made it a personal goal to see you achieve that, so I want to see that before anything else. Plus, with so many questions surrounding my appearance in this world, I don't want to take any chances of... investing too much of my heart in you only to leave you afterward. I don't want to risk the heartache and you don't deserve that."

Cale could understand your reasoning and most of all, he grieved over the thought that you had made his goal your own. He wanted to berate you for it, but at times like these, he knows it would only be like talking to a wall. His chest swelled with a feeling he had been getting familiar with these last few weeks as he thinks about the possibility that you might want to be with him after all those things you mentioned had been settled.

"I have the same feelings for you, [Name]."

Your heart skipped a beat and you looked up at Cale with wide eyes. The man smiled slightly, "Now you're looking at me."

"W-what? Cale—" You began to stutter over your words, cheeks reddening like a teenager sick in love and it intensified when Cale's brown eyes are glazed with mirth.

"Calm down," he replied. "I already thought about and I'm certain that I have feelings for you, too. I respect your choice to not be committed, but please know that with me telling you my feelings, I'm handing you a part of myself, so please treat it with great care."

His face when he spoke of those words made you feel like your chest is about to combust and flowers will burst out from your ribcage. You nodded, hand on your chest to calm your racing heart. "I'd never hurt you."

You never thought of Cale being someone so straightforward regarding these things because he was always the type to just carry on and be subtle as long as possible, so your head was spinning from this new Cale you never expected to exist and the feelings that are brewing in your chest.

A knock on the door startled you from the sweet moment and Ron's husky voice calls from the door, "Miss [Name], His Highness has sent you his recommended designer."

"Fashion designer?" Cale questioned with an eyebrow raised.

"Oh, right! That's quick," you commented, standing up from the couch. "I asked His Highness to have a dress made for me to go undercover with. Make it feel more real, you know?"

Cale nodded, following you to the door. "I see. It seemed you're set on going all out for your first undercover operation."

You turned to look at him when you both stopped in front of his door. "I have to. I have to look good while working with Bob."

Cale gave you a questioning look before realizing it was the moniker he always used whenever he goes undercover. You giggled, having caught his expression as he processed your joke.

"You'll have to be very familiar with me during this whole thing," Cale began. "We'd even have to..."

The word 'kiss' is at the tip of his tongue but Cale wasn't brave enough to say it when you're so close to him. "Are you comfortable with that?"

"I trust you," you answered him simply. "I think the fact that I chose you as my partner says enough, setting aside my feelings for you, of course. You'd have to get used to kissing me, are you okay with that?"

Cale casts a glance at your lips and thought about how irresistible they are. Would he be able to get used to kissing you? Probably not. A single kiss from you managed to haunt him for weeks! Imagine multiple. He'd probably carry the thought into his grave and it wouldn't be such a horrible death, would it? To die remembering your lips and the tender emotions you managed to impart just by brushing your lips together.

"D-do you want to test it out?"

Your suggestion caused Cale's cheeks and the tips of his ears to flare up red. "That's not a wise thing to do..."

"It's just for us to get used to--" You told him, scrambling for your thoughts on why the everliving fuck would you suggest that to a man who had confessed to you? "You don't have to do it."

Cale chewed on his bottom lip as he ponder about it. 'It's just for the undercover... We can test it out, to make sure it's authentic in front of others. Right? Right. For the mission.'

"Well... I suppose we do have to get used to it..."

You faced Cale properly with burning cheeks and reminding yourself it's only so you can get the job done as real as possible and it's not because your stomach had been crowding with butterflies when you saw Cale glancing at your lips. Cale's cold hands came up to your face, hovering over your cheek for a second before he cradled your face. He leaned down to you as you push your body flush against him, hand placed on his chest and feeling the drumming of his heart underneath your palm.

"Fuck," you heard him murmur before he leaned his forehead against yours, the quick pace of his heartbeat and the rush of his blood throughout his whole body too much to handle. He could feel every curve of you against him and it was almost like he was going to enter a state of an anxiety attack.

You looked up at him through your lashes, seeing his flushed face and eyes full of tenderness and some sort of pain, as if he couldn't force himself any longer to be strong. You stood on your toes and crashed your lips together, wrapping your arms around his neck and your eyes fluttering close. Cale stayed still for a moment to process what just happened before he closed his eyes, returning your kiss with so much heat and fervor.

You let out a sigh when Cale's hand slowly went from your cheek to neck, stroking it so lovingly and sending tingles down your body as his fingers began to sneak under your collar, his cold touch against your hot body made the kiss so much more exciting. You open your mouth and teasingly licked at his lip, Cale flinching at the new sensation and opening his mouth with a quiet whimper. You thrust your tongue into his mouth, twirling your tongue with his and feeling Cale shudder underneath your touch.

You grabbed his hand that was on your neck and lead it to your hips, sliding it until his hand was placed right on top of your derriere. You can feel his fingers twitching, hesitant to touch you.

"Miss [Name]?"

You pulled back slowly, a string of saliva connecting both of your tongues. You opened your eyes to look at Cale, seeing his flushed-out face and the way he fluttered his watery eyes open. He looked at you with awe and something so indescribably tender that you melted in his chest.

"How was that?" You asked, voice low and soft as you wiped his lip with your thumb.

Cale stared at you with a look of faux displeasure and leaned his forehead to your shoulder. "I don't think I can ever get used to that."

#cale henituse x reader #cale henituse #trash of the count's family #lout of count's family #tcf cale #tcf choi han #tcf alberu #raon miru

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spacecatsocblog · 1 year

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Concept for one of the main characters of Space Cats, Psyche!

Psyche is actually the first character I ever made for this story back in the 6th grade... around 8 years ago (omg I cant believe this story is almost 9 yrs old...)

info on Psyche (this is long im very sorry):

He is a jaded 35 yr old fighter pilot for the Felis Military, he does his job because he has to, as he signed his life way at 18 to become a soldier.

Psyche is smart and has figured out how shit and secretive the government is, but he has accepted that there is nothing he can do about it. He is pretty much always grumpy, he doesn't like to talk much, and he's short with most people.

However he is actually an amazing pilot and fighter, he's sure to rise in the ranks, as long as he doesn't lose his temper too much and reveal his distaste for the government.

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Almost all soldiers in the Felis Military are assigned a partner during training in the academy. If a cat has family in the academy at the time, they are almost always partnered with them. Psyche very much so knew this when he joined, as he and his (adopted) brother Clvic joined the military together so they could be eachother's copilots.

Psyche doesn't like to talk about Clvic anymore... his brother is gone, and he's gotten in enough trouble for questioning his death. He refuses to believe the government is telling the truth, but as he knows, there's nothing he can do about it.

For the longest time Psyche was a rare lone pilot, refusing to be assigned another copilot. The government only allowed it because Psyche was one of their best pilots in the force, they warned him however that eventually he would be assigned a new pilot.

When that day came Psyche was assigned Tygam, a cat who had lost his hind legs in battle and had to let his copilot be reassigned while he recovered. Psyche was absolutely pissed about this whole situation, especially since Tygam is a talkative, cocky, idiot (Psyche's words).

However they actually become a great duo, Tygam gets Psyche out of his shell, and Psyche gets Tygam to stop and think before he flings himself at danger and looses another limb.

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Other fact that I didn't fit in above, Psyche is bi and poly, he is mates with a molly named Silo who is slightly insane and a high end weapons designer (i love her).

Psyche also eventually becomes mates with Tygam as well and the three of them raise Tygam's orphaned niece as their child! In prev versions of this story Psyche and Silo also have kittens but in not sure if I will keep that this time around... idk 🤷‍♂️

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Extra facts about prev versions of Psyche:

In the 6th grade when he was first created he was originally named Cycodelic Space Cat (yes spelled that way) and he was pink bec I had one pack of gell pens and they were all bright colors.

I am glad i made him tho bec his story has come so far, and if I hadn't made him pink the space cat species would look so boring.

Psyche was also a happy spunky guy when I first made him but now he's all sad and traumatized :p makes him more interesting hehe

Also in the first versions the government was chill and they were fighting space dogs, (I was a big fan of the Cats vs Dogs movie) but now the government sucks and the plot is about rebellion yay!

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[Image 1 ID: a digital drawing of Psyche, a alien cat oc. He is standing with his right side showing and his right paw raised. He has a tired, unimpressed expression on his face. He is a a slender long furred mostly white cat with pink patches of fur and green eyes. The patches of pink, are on the top of his head, covering his ears and forehead, and going down between his eyes, pink also lines his under eye. There is another large patch of pink on his flank and covering his tail. He has scars on his flank and the bridge of his nose, and they, along with his nose and ears are bright green. He is also wearing a dull green collar with a red plus symbol in a circle, a grey star and a grey bar on it./End ID]

[Image 2 ID: a drawing the same as the previous one, but this time Psyche is wearing a bulky/puffy dull green jacket with red accents. The jacket has large bulky sleeves and a large collar, the cuffs of the jacket, the zipper, and the edge of the collar are all bright red. The jacket also has darker green thick vertical stripes, one on the sleeve and two on the back. There us also a large red circular patch with a darker red plus on the shoulder of the jacket./End ID]

#Cryptidclaw’sSpaceCats #space cats #Psyche #ocs #cat ocs #my ocs #cats #digital drawing #my art #original character #original story #character design #warriors

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justmenoworries · 1 year

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RotB spoilers

Wow. That sure was... a Transformers movie.

The Positives:

The human characters were amazing. I love Noah's relationship with his little brother, the Sonic and Tails thing made me squee both because I'm a Sonic nerd and because it was just so darn cute! Anthony Ramos does a great job of protraying both the comedic and the more serious sides of the character. I hope he gets big after this, I'd love to see him in more. Same for Dominique Fishback, who also did amazing as Elena. Elena is a gem of a character, I loved her genuine passion for history and how openminded and willing to help she is. Her relationship with the Autobots and the Maximals is so genuinely respectful on both sides and the way the movie makes it clear that the gang probably wouldn't get far without her knowledge - I'm just really happy that the first POC human companions in a Transformers movie were handled this well.

Mirage and Noah's odd friendship is wholesome and funny and one of the highpoints of the movie. Mirage in general is a pretty well-written comedic relief. He's quirky and does his own thing, but never to the point that it gets grating. I think a big part of his likability comes from Pete Davidson's performance, he gives this character such an inherent charisma and joy for life you can't help but warm up to him eventually. I found it pretty interesting that Noah and Mirage seem to be a sort of mirror to Bumblebee and Charlie, heck, their last scene together is literally Noah repairing Mirage to bring him back from a coma. Human-Transformer friendships are pretty hit or miss in these movies, but these two absolutely hit. Btw, we're definitely in for tons of ship-art after Mirage's "You were inside me!" - line and I, for one, cannot wait. Hot take, Noah and Mirage should have kissed.

The Transformers designs were awesome (for the most part, but we'll get to that)! They're very different from the old Bayverse designs, but not in a bad way at all. I think they're a perfect mix of the old traditional G1 but wth enough elements from more modern depictions that they can be seen as their own thing. I'm especially a fan of Arcee's new look, the visor that becomes her windshield in motorcycle-form is aneat touch.

It was cool to see less known Transformers get to be part of the maincast. Mirage is the obvious one, but we've also got Stratosphere, whom I honestly didn't think they'd ever bring back, but it was a nice surprise. I think it's an interesting decision to not have Bumblebee the one who bonds with a human, since in every mainline movie so far he was basically the bridge between humans and Autobots, as the only one with a permanent human companion. They even reference it. But I can get behind it, Bumblebee's kind of become infamous for hogging the limelight. Giving another Autobot a human friend allows someone else to shine for once.

The underlying commentary on instituional racism in both Elena's and Noah's stories was *chef's kiss*. The way Noah struggled to get a job, despite having all the qualities, but being dismissed at the first excuse hi would-be boss gets? Elena being obviously more qualified to be a curator than her boss, but being stuck as an intern who does all the actual work while the white woman gets all the credit for it? Real. Frustrating, but real.

Optimus being portrayed as more jaded and bitter and needing to relearn the meaning of Til All Are One was an intriguing direction to take the characcter in, I enjoyed it for the most part. Also ngl, I got a bit teary-eyed when Optimus pleaded with Noah not to destroy the Transwarp Key and that they could save both of their worlds without one needing to suffer. The paralells between Optimus and Noah were also neat. They're both soldiers who adopted a "Whatever it takes" mindset after countless instances of life just absolutely dumping on them and need to re-learn that sometimes, it's not just about you and your loved ones. You can't just dismiss the fate of others because they're not in your general orbit and working together so no one will have to sacrifice or be sacrificed will always be better than bulldozing through with a "Fuck you, got mine" attitude.

The movie gives the middle finger to the Ancient Aliens trope so fucking hard. Yes, the Maximals were on Earth for a long time and had contact with humans, nope, they're not responsible for stuff like the Nazca Lines or the pyramids, those were all still the humans. The Maximals only contributed their own artifacts to hide the Transwarp Key and even those are clearly distinct from humanity's ancient artifacts, absolutely no overlap. If anything, it's heavily implied the Maximals were imitating humanity when creating their artifacts and I think that's great.

The Negatives:

The story isn't really the movie's strong point. It's a standard Macguffin-hunt, ending with a world-ending threat. If you've seen even one movie with those plot-points before, you've seen this one. There's very little there in terms of fresh new takes or originality. The pacing's too fast to give much attention to the characters, who should have been the main focus, and the climax is a drag that takes about half an hour too long, has about three separate Darkest Hour moments and severely undermines two major characters (more on that later).

The secondary conflict about Noah wanting to destroy the Transwarp Key to protect Earth from Unicron and going behind both the Autobots' and the Maximals' backs is resolved way too quickly. I get why it is, going more in-depth with it would have taken time that the movie simply didn't have to spare, but I feel like that was a potentially enaging discussion that we've missed out on. It's one of the very few examples where a story portrays a gray conflict in a competent manner: You can't really blame Noah for not wanting Earth to be torn apart between all those factions of giant robots, one of whom has shown nothing but disdain for humanity and seems to care only about his own people. On the other end, you can understand why Optimus is so desperate and hyperfocused on using the key to return to Cybertron: There's still a war going on there, dozens of his friends are in the line of fire and he's been forced to sit the conflict out on Earth twiddling his thumbs, with no way to contact the other Autobots. Optimus' speech to Noah during Airazor's attack was good, I won't deny that, but I wish we could've seen other characters react to what Noah almost did. Would they be accepting like Optimus? Or would they feel angry and betrayed, especially Mirage? Speaking of Mirage, how would the fact that Noah almost took away his one hope of going back home affect their relationship? How would Noah defend himself? Or would he accept that what he did was understandable but not okay and try to apologize?

I'm sorry, the Mirage-armor was just silly. It looked silly too. Granted the movie did kind of foreshadow it with Noah's Mirage-glove, but a simple glove is leagues away from 'dismantling my entire body to give my bestie a mech-suit made out of me'. And no hate to the CGI artists, but they messed up big time on the armor. It's obvious Noah's face is photoshopped in there and the movements are just way too video game character-y.

I'm not sure how I feel about the G. I. Joe teaser. I've never watched the cartoon, but I am aware they've had a history of crossovers with Transformers. Still, this feels like another attempt at creating a cinematic universe a la Marvel and I'm really starting to get sick of those. Plus, are we supposed to just ignore that a government organization was spying on Noah the whole time, meddled with his family's medical business and is already looking to weaponize the Autobots for their own purposes through Noah's connection with them? I gotta say, that's a whole lotta yikes that we're just supposed to accept because the Joes are, allegedly, the Good Guys. And come to think of it, how come they only contacted Noah? How come Elena didn't get contacted as well? She was right there, they never would've been able to save the world without her contributions! But that transitions neatly into my next point.

This movie does it's female characters dirty. All of the main groups suffer from Smurfette Principle (each group has only one female character who is mostly relegated to sidekick or background role for the sake of the male characters). Like, the male-female ratio isn't balanced at all here. Two of the four main girls don't get to do anything but be there, more or less, one gets fridged and one gets shafted for the sake of her male companion. Airazor's death was an insult, I'm sorry, but it was. You're telling me that Scourge has the ability to corrupt and brainwash other Transformers and out of the dozens of characters he fights/comes close to over the course of the movie, the only one he uses that on is the sole female Maximal? Oh and just to add insult to injury: Bumblebee gets fatally stabbed in the first act, but gets magically revived during the climax through energon. Not Airazor though. She stays dead. I guess healing springs are boys only. Don't get me started on Elena. The movie spends so much time building her up as the Heart, the Brain to Noah's Brawn whose contributions are just as if not more important and then it screws her over in the climax by removing the one way for her to save the day so Noah and Optimus can do it instead. She literally gets dragged off the battlefield so the men can do the "real" fighting. Oh, and remember Airazor? The movie was teasing that Airazor could be to Elena what Mirage is to Noah, but not only does Airazor die, she attacks Elena beforehand and Elena is forced to witness Primal mercy-killing her. Fucking wow. Elena wasn't allowed to have anything in this movie. (Yes, it was nice to see her being credited with the discovery of the old underground city in Peru, but again: The fact that Noah was given major credit for helping save the world while she was more or less shoved into the background and ignored speaks volumes). You're probably wondering why I haven't said anything about Arcee and Nightbird yet. That's because there is nothing to say. They're barely characters in this movie. Arcee is flat as they come and Nightbird is just a villain who spouts eeevil one-liners. Thanks, I hate it.

We did not need a return of the Realistic Old Man robot designs. Stratosphere and Wheeljack look so deeply out of place next to the others. Why couldn't Wheeljack keep his design from Bumblebee (the movie) and just have it tweaked a bit to fit in on Earth? Seriously, were the "realistic" faces anyone's favorite part of the old Bayverse series? Optimus, Arcee's, Mirage's and Bumblebee's designs were already perfect. Just human enough to be readable, just otherworldly enough to be alien, why did we have to do Jackie and Strats like that???

I'm gonna say it: It was way too early to bring in Unicron as the Big Bad. In Transformers canon, Unicron is basically Thanos. You can allude to him, hint at him as a Greater Evil that's to come, but you do not bring in fucking Unicron as your Starter Villain! Imagine if in Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 1, Thanos just showed up at the midpoint, teamed up with Ronan and got beaten by the Guardians. That's this movie with Unicron and Scourge. You already had perfectly serviceable villains with Scourge's team, you didn't need to waste the planet-level threat like that! Unicron should have been this constant looming presence in the background, someone we regularly see Scourge interact with and him managing to cross over should be a Worst Case Scenario, not the actual climax. He should not have appeared in person! Because now that the bubble's burst, the tension is gone. We don't need to be afraid of Unicron anymore, because the heroes already beat him once and he has no way to return. And where do you go to escalate from a literally planet-sized Transformer god who eats other planets as fuel??? Where do you escalate from there?? What or who could be more of a threat than a god??? There's a reason Unicron was the Big Bad for a whole separate movie in G1. Now that you had him, every other threat will inevitably look like a step down in comparison. The Decepticons will look like a step down in comparison! Good job Jody Harold, I didn't think anyone could shoot themselves in the foot that badly, but you've proved me wrong quite expertly. Bravo!/s

The Autobots and Maximals feel so underdeveloped. It's been an unfortunate trend in live-action Transformers that the actual Transformers are more window-dressing than anything else ever since Transformers (2007) and sadly, that's very much the case in this movie. Apart from Optimus and, if we're being extremely generous, Mirage, none of the Autobots get anything resembling a character arc or good character moments. Same for the Maximals. The Terrorcons are just generic villains who are neither hammy nor cool enough to leave a lasting impression. There are hints of potential, with the implication that the Terrorcons are remnants of worlds destroyed by Unicron that Unicron brainwashed into his service, but we never really elaborate on that. They're really just goons for the heroes to get whooped by in the first act, so they can be triumphantly defeated in the third act. They had something going with the Optimus/Scourge rivalry and the potential Scourge/Primal rivalry, but none of it is executed in a way that feels narratively satisfying. Optimus gets his ass beat once and Bumblebee gets stabbed trying to help him and from then on Optimus kinda wants revenge until he doesn't. Primal's brother Apelinq dies to Scourge while holding the line so the Maximals can escape their planet, but that's literally only mentioned once and then Primal just forgets he was supposed to hold a grudge, I guess. Watching the movie, it's pretty obvious the Transformers were an afterthought, which really shouldn't be the case in a movie series that has their name in the title.

The action is extremely underwhelming. The fight choreography is kind of okay, but everything feels way too floaty and weightless. There's no 'oomph' behind any of the punches, kicks or any physical attacks. Same goes for the gunfights. The characters might as well be firing with pea-shooters for all the damage any projectile does in this movie. Airazor's fire-breath is the closest thing a weapon comes in this movie to being actually threatening, because she's allowed to do actual damage that isn't shrugged off. If there's anything to be said for the original Bayverse movies, it's that the fights were phenomenal. You could actually feel the characters were heavy, you could tell they were getting hurt. Nothing about this film's fight-scenes feels tense or engaging. Just a bunch of robots shooting blue pellets at one another and doing flips in-between. That's it. Bumblebee (2018) only had like three major fight-scenes and it still managed to outdo this one in terms of solid action. The big battle scene in the climax tries to feel grand and high-stakes, but it doesn't work because you don't care for most of these characters. Though I will admit, Primal kill-stealing from Optimus and Optimus being indignant about it was funny. Maybe I would have cared more if we'd had more interactions like that between the characters.

Conclusion:

This movie was mid in every way. Some characters stood out, most didn't. The story was nothing to write home about, the acting is solid for the most part but the action doesn't deliver and you constantly feel like there could have been more if the movie handled its time better.

4.5/10, Bumblebee (2018) did it better.

#rotb spoilers #transformers rise of the beasts #tf rotb

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skyderman · 3 months

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trace: you aren't responsible for other the actions other people choose to take, even if there might have been a way for you to prevent it

trace: *does a kickflip off a floating island*

#i'm having a great time #hush skye #tails and the jade bridge #tatjb #oc: trace

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takitafulily · 1 year

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Welcome! Here's the Twisted Wonderland Map!

Please book a tour of your decided exhibitions!

Exhibit Decorations:

Bridge - Fluff Shipwreck - Angst Stone cave - Smut Seaweed - Crack

Rock floor - Bulleted list Sand floor - Oneshot

Please tell the tour guide that... - Prompts and/or Other notes

Ramshackle:

Pick one (Comes with every tour): Sakura Shrimp - Yuu Zooplankton - Reader (please specify role)

Baby Eared Seal - Grim

Heartslabyul:

Ryukin Goldfish - Riddle Rosehearts Green Sea Turtle - Trey Clover Red Seabream - Cater Diamonds European Spider Crab - Ace Trapola Macky Blue Shark - Deuce Spade

Savanaclaw:

Steller Sea Lion - Leona Kingscholar Remora - Ruggie Bucchi Spatangoida Sea Urchin - Jack Howl

Octavinelle:

Purple Bumpy Octopus - Azul Ashengrotto Moray Eel - Jade Leech Moray Eel (Hyper) - Floyd Leech

Scarabia:

Hairy-Nosed Sea Otter - Kalim Al Asim Beaked Sea Snake - Jamil Viper

Pomefiore:

Siamese Fighting Betta - Vil Schoenheit Swallow-Tailed Seagull - Rook Hunt Purple Dragon Guppy - Epel Felmier

Ignihyde:

Firefly Squid - Idia Shroud Clionidae Sea Angel - Ortho Shroud

Diasmonia:

Neon Sea Slug - Malleus Draconia Flapjack Octopus - Lilia Vanrouge Nile Crocodile - Sebek Zigvolt Immortal Jellyfish - Silver Vanrouge

Staff:

Coastal Sea Crow - Dire Crowley Striped Beakfish - Divus Crewel Humboldt Red Squid - Mozus Trein American Lobster - Ashton Vargas African pygmy seahorse - Sam

Example:

Can I have a tour of Firefly Squids and Sakura Shrimps in the exhibit with a Bridge and a Rock floor please? Please tell the tour guide that it's Valentine's.

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pianostarinwonderland · 2 years

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You guys have no idea how much Azul’s new SSR means to me.

There are things I’m going to be losing from this. Obviously, I’m going to see my gem and key count dwindle because I have no idea if I’m going to be lucky tomorrow. I have exams next week, and this event is going to really affect my concentration horribly. I really can’t afford to not get low scores on these exams since my grades are horrible.

But this card… It’s everything that I’ve been dreaming of for the past two years.

I’ve gone through two whole years of eating crumbs, and maybe that sounds entitled since Azul got his story and SSR really early on. But it’s because his story was concluded really early on that afterwards, I don’t get to hear much from him. I really only look forward to February, I have to seek food about him from other characters (especially from Jade and Floyd), I have to feed myself every day with my own thoughts. Some days, I’ve considered on looking for new fandoms to join because I’ve gotten bored of even myself. But I still stay because of two things: (1) I have friends who still love this game very much, and (2) Azul means so much to me that it’s enough of a reason to stay.

And now, here we have him. A beautiful SSR in the most gorgeous outfit. There are so many things I want to say about this card because it is every single fantasy in my head coming to life.

Like, the setting? I once had a Honeymoon Un Deux Trois phase back in 2020-early 2021. There was something about dancing a waltz with Azul that really made me feel so giddy for months. I would always imagine us under the moonlight, on stone streets and bridges with lamps on, and dancing to that song. I never cared if it was graceful or not, because it was a dance with Azul.

Babes, besties, and bitches, the setting of that card art is exactly the setting of that imagination. Even the lights of those buildings are the same. It’s like Yana read my mind and put it on a digital canvas. The only thing different is the gate behind Azul, but otherwise, it’s everything that I’ve seen in my dreams.

Then Azul’s outfit! I’ve long entertained the idea of Azul in a masquerade outfit since last year. It was so appealing because he hides behind a mask all the time to seem more pleasing to others. It pushed me to plan out and write a (work in progress) fic where Azul is a masked pianist. He’d be decked in black and purple, mostly purple. He’d have a hat with a feather, and he’d be wearing a mask with that same shape you see on the card.

You know in fact, I always imagined since late last year that the next Abema stream was going to be me seeing Azul getting a masquerade SSR. And then I would be screaming.

And 😭 I got it. I got the masquerade card, and his outfit has similarities to what I envisioned for him. I now also know that his hat is called a tricone, and that is really awesome to know.

And to top it all off? His tailcoat. I always loved tailcoats even as a kid. There was something about how simple it is yet the way it billows in the breeze as it trails behind you creates a certain aura about you. It looks classy and almost authoritative. It catches your attention.

And guess what? Azul Ashengrotto comes in with at least 6 tail ends on his tailcoat.🧍This mcfucking octopus.

Anyway, I’m just… I am just so happy right now. 😭 Sundays have recently been my worst day of the week for certain reasons, but I had such a great day today because of Azul.

The gacha is coming tomorrow, which is really exciting but also anxiety inducing xD! I really want to stream for everyone, but I don’t think I can :( I think my stream would end up lagging horribly. But I’ll definitely share what happens here.

This post is really different from how I’d usually scream about Azul. I’ll admit, much of my energy is gone because I have melted down in a vc with friends xD but mainly, I just feel so tender about this card. It’s two years of my dreams put on a screen for the world to see. It’s two years of all the times I thought about him, talked about him, wrote about him, bringing me to a time when I can actually for the first time freak out about his event SSR when I could not do that for Beans Day. It’s two years of loving him, and now I’m here. 🥲 And I’m so thankful and happy right now.

#twisted wonderland #twst #azul ashengrotto #twst jp

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takadasaiko · 9 months

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The Executor was one of the fastest ships in the galaxy. Vader had seen to that. While he no longer personally tinkered with his own crafts, he provided instructions on every detail of the Star Destroyer. So detailed that his lead engineer traveled with the Sith Lord and his 501st in order to take care of any needed repairs or upgrades along the way. He hadn’t intended for it to be that way, but after moving through a number of incompetent engineers, he’d finally had to settle on a man who had done the main repairs on the Resolute during the Clone Wars. Vader had no interest in positioning anyone that had known Anakin Skywalker so close to him, much less on such a consistent basis, but Dash Hennis was a rare talent.

A rare talent that had been capable of upgrading the hyperdrive engines to the specifications that was allowing the Executor to gain on the Aeres in record time. Perhaps even close enough on the smaller Destroyer’s tail that Jade would not be able to steal the intelligence out from under him. Good. Dash Hennis would live to see another rotation.

Vader pushed a breath out at the thought, opening himself up to touch lightly on the bond he shared with his son to see if they should push the drives a little harder. If he hadn’t been actively reaching out, it might not have hit him quite as hard. As it was, in that moment, he might as well have been burning himself.

There was a white-hot flash, flames licking at exposed skin, and a flash of frustration mixed with pain.

Then nothing. Silence. Weighty, suffocating silence, and even though his suit forced air in and out of his damaged lungs, he couldn’t breathe.

“My Lord?” Admiral Ozzel’s tentative voice cut through the raging quiet, ripping Darth Vader out of the vision to find himself knelt on the bridge, his son’s pain driving him to his knees in front of an entire crew desperate to pretend that they hadn’t noticed. An entire crew save one perpetually stupid admiral.

Vader dragged himself back to his feet as a sputtering Ozzel fell to the floor. He wanted to gawk? Fine. Let him suffer what the Dark Lord had felt and see if he could survive the weight of it. Unlikely.

#wip wednesday #work in progress wednesday #a flicker of light #darth Vader #hey look I can still write 😅

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zoomertheweimarwolf · 5 months

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Aitheris | A Ninjago Au

If y’all wanna see the art I made over a year ago for this chapter I’ll put it at the end, enjoy!

Chapter 3: Versus

Vayu was usually an early riser, however this was not one of those days, instead she found herself being shaken awake by Skyler, who was telling her it was breakfast time.

Vayu got out of her bed and got ready, then joined Skyler for breakfast. Creamy Biscuits, juice, and something else that Vayu has never seen before, she preferred to catch her own food like deer or boar, it made her feel more at home.

Ahead of her in the line was the ninja, they got their food and walked away bickering about something, Vayu and Skyler had just gotten their food when the intercom turned on.

"The Tournament of Elements continues, fun time!" Master Chen said, "may the following masters please make their way to their assigned arena? Speed, Gravity, Smoke, Nature, Mind, Poison, Wind, and last but hopefully not least. . . Fire! Remember, only one can remain."

Vayu stood there in shock, why would he make her fight so early? Skyler put her hand on Vayu's shoulder in a comforting manner.

First up was Master of Speed vs Master of Gravity, somewhere inside the large blossom tree was a Jade Blade, the two ran or floated alongside the tree, fighting for the blade.

Master of Speed moves on!

Next up was Master of Nature vs Master of the Mind, the two stood there for a bit, Neuro would jump out of the way just in time to escape the grasping vines.

Master of the Mind moves on!

Next up was the Master of Fire vs Master of Smoke, the two fought on an old wooden rope bridge with lava beneath them, it was a frustrating fight to watch, as soon as Kai would almost land a punch to the Master of Smoke, he would disappear. At one point Kai almost fell off the bridge and Skyler gasped, covering her face for a moment, but he quickly regained his balance and continued the fight.

Master of Fire moves on!

Last but not least was Vayu, Master of Wind, vs, Tox, Master of Poison.

Their arena was in a clearing, in that clearing was large ruins, some collapsed, some reduced to rubble.

In the middle was the Jade Blade which stuck out of a large pile of rubble in the centre, the group stood or sat near the edge of the clearing, preparing themselves.

Skyler put a hand on Vayu's shoulder, "everything will be okay," she reassured her, "Tox wont stand a chance compared to what you got in store."

Vayu smiled and nodded, she knew there was no way Tox could beat her, even if she was getting close Vayu had one last trick to pull.

Vayu walked over to her position and one edge of the ruins, Tox already at the other.

"Next up we have Vayu, Master of Wind, versus Tox, Master of Poison," Chen announced, "FIGHT!"

Vayu lunged at Tox, who kicked her down onto the ground before attempting to send a poisonous cloud into Vayus face. Vayu leapt up and used her abilities to send the cloud back to Tox.

This certainly wasnt going anywhere, and it seemed like they both knew that, Tox looked at the blade then back at Vayu before making a dash towards the green life.

Vayu used her power to push Tox back but it wasnt working, leaping forward she grabbed onto her enemys foot, the stones and dirt underneath her scratching her arm as she was dragged along. Tox kicked Vayu in the face twice until she let go, losing control of the wind causing it to calm down, allowing Tox to get closer and closer to the blade with each step.

Everything slowed down for a moment, each step, each voice from the crowd, each thought that she possessed, all narrowing down, to one, last, thing.

"I refuse, To, LOOSE!"

Suddenly Vayus body shifted and changed, she felt her body getting longer, larger, her teeth sharpened and her bones strengthened. Her tail whipping back and forth as clouds began to paint the sky a dark grey, her claws extending digging into the earth, and her voice distorting into a great roar.

The others stared on in shock, numerous yelps and gasps could be heard from the crowd as they watched Vayu transform, everyones reactions alerting Tox, as she had turned around to see what all the noise was she glared up at what Vayu had become, a large, long, creature, with brown and light teal fur, diamond patterns could be seen on her arms and legs, her tail tip had a large fan of cyan fur, her horns were a light beige and her large ears flapped in the wind. Tox growled, although her expression remained determined, her eyes were full of fear, her heart began to race as she realised what her enemy had become.

A dragon.

Vayu roared fiercely, charging at the Master of Poison, who was too shocked to move. Vayu dug her teeth into her enemys shoulder, shaking her back and forth until she threw her to the side, climbing up the ruble to the Jade Blade when she felt a tug. The Master of Poison was not finished yet even though her shoulder was badly damaged, she tugged on Vayu's tail, trying to use it to pull herself up, however Vayu flicked her tail sending Tox flying into a stone pillar.

Running up Vayu grabbed the Jade Blade with her mouth, lifting it high into the air, turning around with triumph and flying back to where she started, allowing the clouds to disperse.

"We have a winner!" Chen announced as Tox limped over, "and, a loser! Master of Wind moves on!"

Chen pushed a button on his throne and a trapdoor opened up beneath Tox, she screamed as she fell before the trapdoor shut.

'For the love of the First Spinjitzu Master!' Vayu gasped, 'how many trapdoors does that man have!'

She was lucky that no one could understand her, it was only those who could speak draconic who could understand her in this form.

Vayu handed Clouse the Jade Blade, walking over to Skyler she crouched down, motioning for Skyler to get on, she did and the two flew back to the palace to an unusual sight, the brackets had been changed, Master of Earth vs Master of Lightning.

Chen must really dislike these ninja to change the brackets. Skyler got off of Vayu as she turned back into a human, they parted ways as Skyler went back to their room, looking over Vayu could see the Master of the Mind looking at her.

"What?" she hissed at him.

"oh nothing," he said, a smile crept onto his face.

"I know if your going to read my mind," Vayu warned him, "although it was uncommon, back at home we had people like you."

"I highly doubt it," he said before a surprised and confused look flooded his face, "how-?"

Vayu quickly grabbed him, cutting him off and dragging him outside, "don't say a word about it aloud! Do you understand me!"

Neuro nodded, knowing what she could become and defiantly not wanting to be her next victim, as she turned back into her draconic form, thinking in common to him, he already knows the main secret that she has kept for so long. The two continue to have a conversation, telling each other stories from their pasts and hidden legends from each side, as the sunset painted the landscape a calming orange before dispersing into a cool blue.

. . .

Lloyd and the ninja entered the courtyard, the moon already high in the sky, casting a blue glow along the island. It didn't take long for them to find who they were looking for, how convenient that they were both in the same place and the same time.

The ninja agreed to talk with Neuro about Chen, but also to talk with Vayu about helping them, it would be good to have such a powerful person as an ally.

"We need your help Neuro," Lloyd said as they came up.

"you think I can get close to Chen to read his mind," Neuro stated with a focused look on his face, "so you can find your robotic friend and not have to fight."

"Don't forget-"

"you still need to know what Chen is up to because he's hiding something."

Vayu's ears perked up, a slight feeling of relief washed over her, she was glad to know she was right to have her suspicions and was not just paranoid.

"That's pretty impressive Nerdo," Jay stated.

"It's Neuro, Master of the Mind," he said before quickly adding, "and Cole thinks Jay won't last long in a fight."

"You think that?" Jay yelled, turning to Cole with an angry expression.

"You just said it yourself."

"But you didn't have to believe it!"

"Don't be offended Cole," Neuro added, "Jay here thinks you're the least valuable ninja."

"you dont say," Cole said before him and Jay started fighting, Lloyd pushed past the two and made his way to the front.

"We wanted you to help Neuro," he said, "not make things worse."

Vayu let out a small hiss, turning her head in the other direction and setting it down onto the stone floor.

"But why would I help?" Neuro asked, "you're competition. The sooner you're out, the better for me."

"If you want what's best for you," Lloyd warned, "Just look into my head and you'll see what this tournament is all about."

Vayu's ears perked up, she could hear the slight vibrations whenever Neuro read someone's mind, she looked over to see his face full of fear.

"It's only a matter of time before Chen steals your power too."

"What!?" Vayu quickly got up, turning back into a human, "Chen is stealing our powers!?"

Both Lloyd and Neuro nodded, this was her fear all along, she couldn't have her powers be taken from her, she had no idea what she would do after that, or how it would affect her.

"so," Lloyd asked, "Are you in?"

"Yes," Vayu stated, stepping forward before looking over at the Master of the Mind, awaiting his answer.

. . .

Vayu stood outside Cole's cell in the arena with Lloyd, not to far away Kai stood at Jay's cell, they watched as people slowly began to flood the arena seats.

Where was Neuro? The battle would begin soon-

It was at that moment that Neuro showed up, perfectly timed, he talked with Kai for a bit before leaving, Kai turned to Lloyd and Vayu, shaking his head.

Lloyd sighed, resting his arms on the metal bars, "you don't have to say it," Cole said, "it was inevitable we were gonna have to face each other. May as well be Jay, this fight's been a long time coming."

"Well I'm not at peace with this," Lloyd sighed, "but that doesn't mean you still cant make peace with each other."

Vayu was surprised how loyal these ninja were to each other, although they weren't related by blood it seemed like they held a tight bond. Back at home it was blood first, always, forming family bonds that would rarely break. Perhaps this place was more welcoming than she thought, when Vayu met Skyler, they both had no family around or at all, together they formed a sister-like bond, one which Vayu would never break.

"We don't have control when we fight," Lloyd continued, breaking Vayu out of her thoughts, "but we do have control how we fight. Jay's not your enemy, Chen is. Remember that."

"Wu once said, the best way to defeat your enemy is to make them your friend," Cole started to ask, "but how are you supposed to defeat your friend?"

Without warning the metal bars began to lift up as music began to play, Lloyd back away from the cell and towards Kai, Vayu picked them both up, lifting them to their seats beside Garmadon. Vayu turned back into a human, sitting beside Lloyd, Cole and Jay lifted up their masks as the crowd cheered in excitement.

"you tried your best," Garmadon said, "the rest is up to them."

"I hope they see that too," Lloyd worried.

"Let the tournament continue!" Chen yelled in excitement, "Jay, Master of lightning, Versus Cole, Master of-"

Cole and Jay ran out at each other, Jay allowing electricity to flow from his hand at Cole, who leapt out of the way slamming his fists into the ground, causing sharp rocks to spiral towards Jay who easily dodged the attack.

Jay laughed, "That's all you've got? Least valuable ninja!"

"Eat dirt, Blue-Belle!" Cole shouted before sending more sharp stones Jay's way, who quickly sent a large wave of electricity at the rocks causing them to disperse.

"Clouse," Chen Laughed, "go get me popcorn! this is turning out better than I anticipated!"

Vayu broke her eyes away from the fight to look at the crowd, she spotted Skyler sitting by herself near the front, a piece of Vayu screamed at her to go sit with her friend, but the other part of her told her to stay.

A bright flash made her snap her attention back to the fight, Cole and Jay's powers clashing, electricity nearly reaching Cole as he attempted to send it back.

"Stronger than you thought, eh?" Jay told him with a bitter tone in his voice, "that's your betrayal flowing through my veins!"

"I'm looking forward to the peace and quiet when you're out of the tournament!" Cole yelled, his power overcoming Jay's, sending him backwards, the crowd cheered on.

Coles face started to soften, "what are we doing?" he asked, "I don't want you out, you're not my enemy, Chen is."

"oh sure," Jay growled, standing up, allowing electricity to flow through his hands to the ground, "lower my guard by pretending to be my friend then swoop in to steal the prize. Typical Cole maneuver!"

"I never meant to hurt you Jay," Cole said, "if I knew it would destroy our friendship I'd take it all back."

Vayu closed her eyes, not wanting to watch or listen to the fight anymore, this all sounded too familiar to her, she tried to supress those memories down, she didn't need to be reminded of them right now, she didn't need to be reminded of him.

Eventually she opened her eyes to quite a sight, Cole and Jay were leaping from platform to platform as the floor in the arena quickly began to vanish, looking over she could see Master Chen pressing the buttons of his throne. Cole ran forward, leaping from platform to platform up the pillar and grabbing the Jade Blade before tossing it to Jay.

"Winner!" Chen announced, "Loser. Master of Lightning move on!"

"She's yours Jay," Cole said as he leapt down from the pillar, pulling down his mask, "I should've bowed out long ago. Win this thing."

Jay pulled down his mask to reveal a saddened face, Master Chen pushed a button allowing the floor to drop beneath Cole's feet, he screamed as he fell down into the dark abyss.

"About time," Chen scoffed.

"Cole may be gone but he did not loose," Garmadon said, "let what he did here today be a lesson for us all, know thine enemy, but more importantly, know thy friend, he fought like a true ninja."

They exited the arena, Vayu regrouped with Skyler with a feeling of dread knowing that Skylar was to fight tomorrow, and their was nothing she could do to stop it.

although she knew it would be fine in the end, the words that the ninja said remained in her head, Chen stealing their powers, Cole and Jay's conversation, the way they treat each other as equals. This place was so much different than home, and it truly was a place worth fighting for, Vayu closed her eyes as she rested her head onto her pillow once again, listing to the rain start to patter against the palace, slowly drifting off to sleep with one thought on her mind: what's next?

Anyways as promised here is the old art, it’s so bad-

#Ninjago #ninjago au #ninjago oc #dragon oc #lloyd garmadon #hehehe oc trauma >:D #I’m too lazy to tag all the characters right now #fanfiction #old art

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