showagodzilla1954
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HSR CHARACTERS X AEON READER?? THEM BEING YOUR FAV???? LIKE GENSHIN SELF AWARE AU???
Aeon of protection?? Like protecting all life forms and objects of humanity?? Respecting each other??? Like just a protection path?
Bro idk but bus thoughts kick different
Godzilla vs John Carpenter the thing
Art by... I don't know who is the artist. need help, please!
Edit 1: thanks to @catzy88 for the information, an anonymous Japanese fan who made this art and posted it on a Japanese imageboard. if you want to see this there is a link down in the reply.
fun fact: Do you know that John Carpenter himself directed a Godzilla vs Gorgo fan film, I am going to let that sink in...
And here is another one...
Godzilla-thing!
Art by the one. And only. Matt Frank.
Please support the official artist.
I feel bad for them. we go to war with the arachnid because that "launched" an asteroid at us either accidentally or Humanity orchestrated it as an attack just to have people enlist.
If you didn't feel even just a little bit bad for this thing than we aren't compatible people
Can this (S/O) tame...
THE GIANT ENEMY SPIDER!
Could I please request Lisa, Noelle, and Sara with an S/O who loves spiders, and spiders also love them to the point that their house has a lot of them and they act as a defense system?
(Genshin Impact) Lisa, Noelle, Sara, and Shenhe's S/O using spiders as a defense system
To quote my my main man Gary:
I also don't normally have to give out any warnings but: Content Warning: Spiders (obviously)
Lisa isn't afraid of bugs, but she'd prefer not to deal with them due to the mess they leave.
And at first, she finds S/O's affection for spiders kind of cute.
They treated such small things with great care.
Until she noticed that S/O just lets them sit on their shoulder. And not just a single one either, there's always two or three at the bare minimum.
Thankfully, at her request, S/O does not let spiders make their home in Lisa's house.
But S/O's?
By the Gods, it's absolutely infested.
She's fascinated and disgusted at the same time, seeing how they make way for S/O as they all skitter out of their path.
(Lisa) "I think I'll wait for you to grab your things out here, S/O...N-No, I don't need to come in, thank you."
She once saw someone try to break into S/O's home, only for them to completely overrun by spiders.
Instead of eating them like she expected the spiders to, they dragged them all the way to a nearby Knight who was horrified, and the burglar was quickly arrested.
It makes her stomach churn, honestly.
(Lisa) "Dear, thank you for leaving your um...friends, to put it gently, home, and not bringing them to the Library."
Noelle is about ready to exterminate them all in the name of the Knights of Favonius!
...Until she realizes S/O can speak to spiders.
(Noelle) "Are you some sort of...arachnid whisperer, S/O?"
Noelle is intrigued, yet highly disturbed.
It went against her maid nature to let the swarm be, but if they actually responded to S/O, then clearly they were friends!
...R-Right?
Noelle screamed on instinct upon first entering S/O's house.
It was completely clean, yet spiders were around every corner, and the webbing on the corners of the walls made her eye twitch.
(Noelle) "S-Steady yourself, Noelle! You can't just...c-clean S/O's house without permission!"
And seeing what they did with an intruder before, Noelle does not want to seek the enmity of spiders.
Sara is absolutely disgusted.
It was one thing to have a rogue spider hiding in your house, but an entire other thing to have nests of the things in every single conceivable room.
Sara doesn't really care about bugs, but an entire houseful of them is where she crosses the line.
(Sara) "S/O, can't you just...tell them to live outside?"
She still can't believe that the spiders actually respond to S/O whenever they ask them to move or get something.
It was impressive they could do that, but Almighty Shogun help S/O if she found the spiders crawling around near the Tenshukaku.
(Sara) "Gah! S/O...d-don't have the spiders just sitting on your head. It makes you seem unkempt."
It deeply unsettles her as she one time watched a treasure hoarder get overrun by spiders and tossed into the nearby river.
Well, at least she didn't watch someone get eaten alive in front of her.
(Shenhe) "...There are spiders on you, S/O."
Shenhe moves quickly to crush them, only for S/O to wave their hands to defend them.
She may not have had contact with her fellow humans in a long time, but even she knew that this was not something normal.
At first, she wonders if S/O is an Adeptus, or trained to speak to animals in such a keen way.
Nah. They just really like spiders, and they seem to like them back.
...Neat.
(Shenhe) "You allow spiders to rest in your house? May I ask why?"
Shenhe doesn't understand at all how it works, but if they treat S/O and her kindly, she has no problem with them.
She's used to the outdoors and dealing with bugs anyway, what she isn't used to is how friendly the two are.
She especially didn't expect to be working with them, as monsters tried to attack them one day, only to get absolutely mobbed by the spiders, commanded by S/O.
Shenhe makes a note in her mind to ask Cloud Retainer if there's anything special about these spiders, or if S/O is just that weird.
Just got done watching Godzilla minus one and it was...
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AMAZING!
(S/O) "Heh, I'd buy that for a dollar-"
I get that reference it's from Robocop! aka my favorite movie
Asta's s/o jokingly says it would be nice to have their own soaceship... They then have to physically restrain her from buying them one
(Honkai: Star Rail) Asta's S/O trying to stop her from buying them things
Asta doesn't like using her money, since many people would try to take advantage of it.
But when it comes to the people she cares about? That's a different story.
Arlan, S/O, and a few others have the privilege, and burden, of having access to Asta's wealth.
S/O has to be careful with their wording, as whenever they mentioned it'd be nice to have something, Asta would take that literally.
(S/O) "Heh, I'd buy that for a dollar-"
(Asta) "What are you getting? I can help out if you need it-"
(S/O) "W-What? No, that's just a saying-No, Asta! Put down the phone!"
Asta becomes absolutely flabbergasted whenever S/O offers to pay her back for a meal, or gets her something instead.
To the point she'd be willing to buy them something grandiose to show her affection.
(S/O) "We already said goodbye to the Astral Express?"
(Asta) "Yes, they're out travelling the galaxy now."
(S/O) "Heh, I wish the two of us could go exploring in our own ship."
(Asta) "...Do you need one?"
(S/O) "Hm? Well, It'd be nice to have but-Asta, don't you dare."
S/O reaches for her arm before she can even grab the phone.
(S/O) "How the hell do you even order a spaceship from an app anyway?!"
(Asta) "I can show if you-"
(S/O) "NO!"
Some hmmm we have a problem here.
so what is going on?
Well, I can't see my Messaging for some god reason.
WHY
So, if you want to talk to me I recommend using the "ask" or "reblogging" or any way you use to talk to me.
Mmmm, yes, read some Yandere stories (don't fucking judge me) and this is definitely one of my favorites.
Vanity View
Yandere Housewife x G.N reader
Summary: Your loving wife thinks of your happy life together.
Word count: 2.7k
Tw: implied death, one slightly suggestive scene
The clock read a quarter to six. Selene sits atop the chestnut bench position in front of the dresser; reflection copied onto the vanity mirror before her. Her emerald eyes stare back at her image; their shine faded into murky waters. Wrinkles had begun to show at the corners of her soft lips; pale complexion made bright beneath the light of the room. She couldn’t recall the last time she had proper sunlight. Her skin the same color as a peach, and eyes as bright as their namesake. Like many things of the past, the time to worry would come at a later date. For now, she had to get ready.
Selene picks up a brush from the table; hiding her blemishes with a soft blush to her cheeks to match. She adds volume to her lashes with a pen; branding her pink lips with a deep shade of red. Pulling the curlers from her hair; curly, copper locks frame the sides of her face just past her ears. She begins to brush them out; staring patiently through the mirror at the door behind her. Any second now, it would happen. That door would open and her love would walk right through. Her brush sweeps her hair for the hundredth time before the handle begins to turn; stopping midway through as the door finally opens.
“Welcome home, dear..”
With that greeting, the final piece to her appearance spreads across her face – a smile. They enter the room and set their belongings next to the bed as they walk around it.
“Hey! How was your day?”
Selene begins to brush her hair once more. “Fine.. Just waiting for you to get home. How was yours?”
6pm. The time of the day when her heart could fly free from the cage it had been trapped in. Where she would no longer have to force a smile to keep moving forward. The time when you returned home.
“Yea, my day was alright. Just work as usual.”
“I’m glad to hear that… Would you like to talk about it more?”
“No, I haven’t watched that episode yet. Don’t spoil anything for me.”
Selene’s lips tighten. She sets her brush back down on the table and stands up, watching you from the mirror the entire time. She walked across the room towards the window pointed at the neighbor’s house – where you lie in bed chatting away. With yours crack and hers fully open, Selene had listened in on numerous calls of yours, always wondering who was on the other end. Wishing to be them.
“I’ll talk to you later. Love you, bye.”
“Love you too…”
Selene places her hand on the glass, sadness pooling in those big, green eyes of hers. Her wedding ring wraps tightly around her finger, reminding her that her place was not by your side. A tear rolls down her cheek. 6pm, the time when she could play pretend.
“Selene!”
Feet march up the stairs leading to her room, the door opening without her notice. She feels his breath on the back of her neck; his reflection in the window.
“Why weren’t you waiting for me downstairs? Were you watching the neighbor again?”
“No, honey.. Just getting some fresh air. Feeling a little stressed is all..”
“Hm..” Her husband grumbles, his head on her shoulder and hands around her arms. “Get some rest then.”
He leads her to the bed, Selene settling beneath the covers as he lays beside her; her eyes never leaving the window. She can still hear your voice – the only thing that kept the nightmares away.
“You know they’ll never love you… right?”
“I know..”
-
Selene furiously scratches at a pan full of eggs, trying to get every last yolk between the two plates on the counter. She sets the pan in the sink and turns on cool water, placing both plates of food on the table before starting to clean her mess. She puts the rest of the dishes in the sink, wipes off the counters, and picks up the eggs shells and bacon package to throw in the trash. The can is full to the point of almost overflowing. She looks around her husband, the man nowhere in sight. He never was when she needed him.
Rolling up her sleeves, Selene grabs the bag and heads outside to put it in the bin. The day had just begun and the weather was fair. Since your car was still in the driveway, she couldn’t tell if you were off to school yet or not. She speed walks the bins, stopping when she hears your front door open.
“Morning, Mrs. Harris!”
Selene flushes, trying to hide her nervous smile behind a flash of her pearly white teeth. She halts in the middle of the pathway, the bag in hand suddenly weighing tons.
“Oh, good morning Y/n! How are you today?”
“Just waiting for my friend to pick me up for class.”
“I see. Do you happen to have a minute to spare then? This bag is a little heavy for me.”
“No problem.” You cross the yard and take the bag from her, picking it up with relative ease and tossing it into the bin. You didn’t even need to use both arms. She smiles wider as you look at her quizzically, but you shake it off. You didn’t really want to question it, considering what she’s been through lately.
“Thanks again for driving me to school the other way. I don’t know what’s been going on with my car lately.”
“Anything for my favorite neighbor.” She beams, smiling just a little too brightly now. Selene Harris. neighbor baker and housewife to Mr. Harris, as well as the next door neighbor to Y/n, the college student. She welcomed you on your first day with a warm greeting and a tray of muffins; your house becoming a dumping sight for her pastries the longer you stayed.
“Do you have any time for breakfast? I accidentally made more than I needed and I wouldn’t want it to go to waste.”
“I’d love to, but my ride just pulled up.” You point at the car in your driveway, the driver slamming their palm on the horn. Selene scowls in their direction; the glares quickly covered by a gentle voice.
“Oh… I understand. Just think the loneliness has been getting to me lately.” You frown at the sadness in her tone.
“I’ll..come by after class. Does around three sound ok?”
Selene instantly perks up. “That’s perfect!”
“See you later then.. Bye, Mrs. Harris.”
“Selene is fine..” She whispers, you already out of earshot as she does. It didn’t matter. She was still grinning like an idiot either way. It would be the scandal of the year if her little crush had come to light to the other member of your community. A scandal that could be lightened by one key factor.
“Honey, your food is going to get cold. Come back inside.. Where you belong.”
-
You arrived at Selene’s house a little after three. She had coincidentally worn her favorite dress that shone in the afternoon light as she walked to the door to let you in. You obviously hadn’t changed for your little “date”, but her heart still leapt into her throat at the sight of you.
“Hi.” You offer, with a small wave. She’s nearly knocked off her feet at the sound of your voice.
“Y/n! How nice it is to see you. Come in, come in.” Selene ushers you inside and over to the couch. A plate of cookies and a glass of lemonade rest on the table.
“It’s freshly squeezed.” She pipes up as you spot them. “But we have milk or tea if you prefer. Soda too. I can also make you something else to eat too.”
“No, it’s fine. I’m here to check up on you, after all.”
Selene digs her nails into her palm to make sure she isn’t dreaming. You sat on the couch, worry visible in your expression. How she wished to wipe it away with a smear of her lipstick to your lips. As if he knew exactly how to run her day, her husband steps into the room. The lazy bastard stayed home today. He leans on the arm of the couch, looking down at you.
“Cute thing, aren’t they?”
“So how have things been lately?”
Selene’s attention returns to you. “Oh, they’ve been swell, Y/n. Why do you ask?”
You bite on your bottom lips; fumbling with your hands as you hesitate to speak. “I just wanted to know if everything was ok… since Mr. Harris went missing?”
“Yeah, Hun.. How have they been?”
His bruised hands grips your shoulders, dirt beneath his nails. Selene refuses to look at his face, feeling that shit eating grin she hated hovering over her. She didn’t care about his mocking tone, the blood that dripped onto her couch. All she wanted was his filthy hands off of you.
“I… I’m fine, dear. I actually made more money than he did with all the properties my parents left me, so I won’t have any struggles there.”
“Yea, but.. you miss him don’t you?”
How could she admit that when you looked at her that way. Those pretty eyes that haunted her dreams; lips she’s carcass in her wildest fantasy. Body she longed to be one with.
“Of course I do, but I have to keep moving on. For the both of us.”
She felt sick;a nausea only settled when you placed your hand over hers to comfort her.
“I’m sure everything will be alright. I’m here if you need me.”
You head home shortly after that, Selene returning to her room for yet another night of gazing at a life she wish she had. All is calm, until you join a video call with someone she’s never seen. Your laughter that used to bring her ease, chills her to her core.
-
A few days go by, you greeting Selene each morning as well. While you weren’t always there to check up on her, you gave her your number for extra measure. She thought of calling you many times, always getting choked up before she could finish dialing. There was one night where she managed to get through, swirling the phone cord on her slender fingers; watching you through the window. Your phone sat on the bed, chiming with the announcement of a new call.
“Hello?”
Selene slams the phone onto the table, nearly breaking it from the sudden force. It feels stupid, but hearing your voice directly in her ear made her head feel fuzzy. You drove her mad in the best way possible, something that would push her off the edge as it had once before.
-
Selene eventually works up the courage to just see you in person. To cross the border neither of you had even set. The smell of a roast in the air, and a new shade of gloss on her lips, she prepared herself for the journey over. Your room was empty, noise coming from downstairs. As she perfected her look, a voice came over her shoulder.
“You never tried this hard for me…”
“Didn’t have to. You’d sleep with a cow if it looked you in the eye.”
“So you’re calling Y/n a cow then?”
Selene freezes, her hands shaking from the rage that boiled within. It was bad enough to fall for a college student, even worse one that went to the school her husband taught in. She wasn’t far off in age from one, but the way her life had been framed made it impossible.
Wed young in a seemingly happy marriage, moved away from her home town to live in her husband’s due to an opening in the local college. There had been rumors of infidelity with the students; sprouted right before his disappearance. Selene had even found proof towards this reality as well. He had had his eye on you; a kind heart who even happened to live next door. He may have attempted a shot with you, had another not fallen for you first.
“You couldn’t take them from me then… and you won’t now.”
-
Selene knocks on your front door, the cool air biting at her skin. The sound of a TV blares from within, but you manage to hear over it and head to the door. A flash of surprise runs over your features at the sight of her, but you smile warmly regardless.
“Good evening, Mrs. Harris. Is there something you need?”
“Selene.. Just call me Selene. I made dinner, and I was wondering if you’d like to join me.” Her stomach drops at the sadness in your eyes. Like you’re the bearer of bad news.
“Oh, sorry, but I have company over right now.”
Selene perks through the door, at the person sitting on your couch. In her hurry, she had failed to notice the other car in your driveway; the same one from days prior. That person was also the one she had seen on call the other night.
“Maybe another night?”
“Yea… another..night.”
You gently shut the door, leaving her out in the cold. Selene tries to steady her breathing; keep her tears of frustration from falling. She heads back home, to her empty room; trying to imagine her ideal life to keep her fears at bay. It doesn’t help when you enter your room, giggling like a madman with that person in tow. They push you down on the bed, crawling on top of you. Your neck is already littered in bruises.
Breath. Their disgusting hand worms up your body, fingers locking with yours as your lips to the same. Their free hand grips the edge of your shirt, lifting it slightly. They kiss along your jaw before sitting up, stopping before things get any further.
“Let me shut the curtains real quick.”
Selene quivers. No. Don’t take away her vision. Don’t take away the only thing that’s ever satisfied the loneliness that’s plagued her entire life. She’s nothing if she can’t have her dream. A dream of a life with you – as your loving wife.
She screams. A cry loud enough to alert you and your new lover. You’re at her door in a flash, ringing the doorbell and calling her name. She descends the stairs, more tears falling as she opens the door; but a small smile forming on her face. She falls into your arms, and you catch her – like any good spouse would. Your partner locks eyes with her, quickly looking away as her stare makes them uncomfortable. She takes note of the make and color of their car before the night is over.
-
Within the following day, Selene makes her way to your house once more. She enters a key into the lock, a weight lifting from her shoulders as it clicks into place. She takes a deep breath as she steps inside, looking around the space with a happy smile. A little messy from your previous night, but nothing she couldn’t fix.
“Honey, I’m home!”
There’s no answer. She knew you wouldn’t be back until the afternoon, but it still made her giggle. Finding the proper supplies, she begins cleaning up your house, starting with the kitchen. She sweeps the floors, wipes every window, washes all the dishes. She even takes out the trash. It wasn’t full by any means, but it’s what she had to do. A good wife always takes care of any mess their spouse leaves behind.
She heads upstairs into your room, getting a load of laundry ready before she did anything else. She holds one of your shorts to her face, breathing in your scent. She drops both it and the basket as she looks at your computer; a chat still left open. After reading it, she deletes it and any evidence of them from your computer. She didn’t want to seem like the jealous type, but she didn’t like the way their arm was wrapped around you.
Cleaning up the rest of your room, Selene comes to your window. She looks out at the vanity mirror, at both pairs of eyes that stare back. She shuts the curtains and heads back downstairs with nothing left in mind than what to make you for your first dinner as spouse and wife.
You are saying
"The worst she can say is no."
Ed Ruscha, Get Outta That Spaceship and Fight Like a Man, 1982
KILL IT KILL IT WITH FIRE!
I bare tidings that may be good or bad! thanks to the sacrifices I have made to the waifu pantheon I have learned that soon thine soul control of the Raifu market will end in at the hands of a creature beyond human comprehension! Beware the horror from the stars!
MY GOD...I ALWAYS KNEW THE HORRORS WOULD COME FOR ME.
THE HORRORS OF SOPMOD II JR.
I refuse to read that.
But hey if you would like to have your ##### or ##### be Crush then that's for you BUT not for me.
Hello may I please have G36 breaking so's pelvis bro??!
(GFL) G36 breaking her S/O's pelvis
The Commander receiving their 9th report of an injured human personnel within the span of 2 days from "work injuries":
NSF-W below the cut!
G36's face grows slightly red, but she remains calm.
She caused this mess, she can fix it.
Without missing a beat, she immediately performs first aid on S/O's hips without a single stutter or shaking of her voice.
After making sure they were completely fine and the medical team could handle the rest, she gives them a kiss and a bow of apology.
(G36) "I'm...terribly sorry, S/O. I promise to make this up to you."
After personally delivering S/O to the medics, she quickly walks herself up to the Commander's office.
(G36) "Master, I regret to inform you that S/O will be unable to perform their duties for the next few days. They are injured because of me. May I have permission to take care of their chores?"
The Commander looked completely shocked at her admission. For as long as they had known her, G36 had never once made a mistake, let alone getting someone else hurt.
(Commander) "Permission granted, but what in the world happened? That hardly sounds like you G36."
(G36) "I believe it was...a heat of the moment accident, Master."
The Commander then noticed the subtle details they had not before.
Her blush and hastily done hair gave it away, yet her uniform was spick and span. While the latter detail would not be unusual, it stood out due to how G36 refused to look them in the eye.
(Commander) "...Oh."
The Commander muttered under their breath.
(Commander) "Doubt they even regret it, to be honest..."
(G36) "They did not, but I will pretend I did not hear that for both our sakes, Master."
(Commander) "R-Right..."
Love the story keep up the good work.
How To Fight - Male!Reader x Ningguang & Yelan
Ningguang
"Yes. I am ready."
You eye Ningguang curiously. She has a confident smirk on her lips, her arms crossed over her chest. She's missing her usual dress, wearing light armor instead. You shoot her an amused look.
"Someone's feeling daring today." You shrug. "Alright then."
You walk up to the weapon stand, grabbing two dull training swords. You spin around, throwing her one of them. She barely catches it, but quickly places it in her hands. You stretch your neck and approach her as Ningguang assumes the default stance you taught her.
"I'll show you just how much I learned." She says, brandishing her weapon. "Three hits. Come at me."
"Hah! And make things easy for you, dear? You started this, so you come at me." You spin your sword in your hands, and ready it.
Ningguang skips up to and swings sideways. You hold your weapon firmly, taking the blow wholly on the handguard. You push against her sword and retaliate with an upwards slash, but she dodges. A hard downwards slash tries to break your guard, but your parry and stab forward. Using both hands Ningguang manages to force the sword away, but you reposition and strike her with your shoulder. She staggers backwards and you finish with a trained top down hit to her shoulder.
You withdraw. “Clumsy and slow. Again.”
She exhales heavily, steadying herself and returning to position. “Ready.”
This time you open with a barrage of quick cuts, all of them blocked with little effort. You tease her with a stronger hit, catching her retaliation on your hand guard. You step back, just in time to block another downwards attack, followed by a quick stab. You managed to deflect it and riposte, using your strength to break her weakened guard. She blocks the would-be killing blow just in time, forcing you to jump back.
“Great.” You praise, but before she can react, you charge again. An upwards slash to the left, followed by a vertical combo is ineffective, but your stance nullifies her counter. Having used her acceleration to attack, Ningguang’s frame lowers, rendering her unable to stop a slash straight down on her back. She yelps, and you retreat, giving her space.
“Ow. That’s going to hurt tomorrow.” She groans, but retakes her stance once again, a frown of focus on her lips.
“Focus. Last chance.”
She moves in without warning, forcing you into stance. Amongst her quick side-to-side attacks stabs are mixed in, forcing you to respond quickly. You find a moment to wind up a stronger riposte, resulting in her weapon being deflected upwards, giving you enough space to close the distance. You try to follow up with a low blow, but she manages to stop you. Before you can react, Ningguang elbows you across the face with her left arm, breaking your lip and sending you stumbling backwards. You send a sloppy, heavy blow at her, knowing she’ll dodge and step back. Now a few feet meters apart, you both resume the default positions. You wipe the blood from your face with your sleeve.
She moves forward, delivering a variety of high strikes mixed in with various pushes. You keep your distance, making her attack faster and with less accuracy. You once again use your strength advantage and strike right at her weapon’s chappe. Ningguang, exhausted, agitated and unfocused, fails to recover, giving you enough space to slash at her chest. Feeling frisky, you twirl around and, before she can turn around, place a firm slap on her butt. She yelps in surprise.
“W-what was that for?!” You jog back to her, snickering under your breath. Ningguang’s face is red, partly from exhaustion and partly from embarrassment.
You send her a teasing smile. “Let’s see. For… arrogance, for slacking off in training, and for being so hot.”
Ningguang takes off her helmet, and lets out an exhausted sigh, the expression of embarrassment changing into a smirk. “Understood."
You approach her. Suddenly, but gently, you grab her chin, and place a brief kiss on her forehead, earning a soft smile from her.
"You'll get it eventually. Patience, Ningguang, patience."
Yelan
Warm sunlight pours through the windows of the gym, reflecting off of the bright, lacquered wood. The day outside is peaceful, but the situation within the hall is anything but.
Sounds of moans and grunts of extortion echo, as do the sounds of hits and the swishing of blades. Sweat pours from your bodies, but neither you nor Yelan lose focus. Your minds are occupied on the deadly exchange of slashes and pushes, always seeking for an opening in each other's guard. One stabs, the other stops the stab, and retaliates, only to have their attack blocked and returned. Locked in a seemingly endless, intense cycle of combat. Action and reaction. Only that exists in your minds.
Your eyes are cold on Yelan's. Your movements are calculated, backed up with years of grueling training and countless combat scenarios. Every muscle tenses and relaxes on effortless demand, perfectly aligned with your mind, coming across as instinctual. Yelan, in the meantime, grits her teeth. Her body aches, longs for, pleads, demands rest, even if just for a moment. Though she had been dueling you for just over six minutes, her adrenaline-filled brain processes time faster. It feels like she's been fighting forever, exchanging blows, pushes, slashes and stabs with you.
Some part of her regrets ever asking you to teach her close quarters combat these two weeks ago. The other reprimands her for backing out, in your voice. She knows she has to. For her own safety. She won't always have a better weapon on her, nor will she have backup. The majority of spontaneous encounters end within the first 10 minutes, you said. She knows she has to last.
Her body screams for mercy. It bleeds from the numerous small cuts, mainly on her bruised and battered forearms. Just as you suggested, she had been using them as a guard and a shoving tool, and they work. She just never expected it to hurt like the Abyss. Just barely managing it, Yelan inflicted several wounds on your body too. The ones you inflicted are shallow, but deep enough to draw dark, crimson blood, while hers are deeper, sloppier. Her eyes constantly steal brief glances of the nasty gash on your cheek. Despite your hand being almost covered in blood from the slash on your thumb, you don't frown, let alone flinch. Your hands somehow remain steady, while hers have been trembling for some time now.
Yelan's body is drenched in sweat, both from the intensive activity, and something never before felt by her during these sessions.
Stress.
It's her first exam. It will decide whether she will continue on to learn more advanced combat, or spend the next week revising and training, both under your watchful eye. But that's not what worries her, and neither is the fact that it's just the second time you fight with real, sharp blades. It's you, not as her instructor, but as her lover. The sight of your blood bothers her, especially that it was she who inflicted the wounds it comes from. She understands, she really does, that training has to be rigorous, as real combat will be unforgiving. Yet at the same time she doesn't want to hurt you. She knows that neither do you, but you're skilled enough to keep the damage minimal, while she isn't. And then there's the chill in your eyes. No warmth, none of the familiar feeling of security and comfort - just merciless instruction. Yelan knows that it's only temporary, that you'll return to normal after the session ends, but that on top of the former is becoming too much for her.
She feels like it's real. That she really needs to harm and kill you, else you would do the same. Her eyes feel the prickle of tears in the corners, of both exhaustion and discomfort. She waits for a good opportunity, blocks your attack, and hops back swiftly. You instinctually move to engage her again, but she raises her open hands slightly.
"Stop, stop. I concede. I concede. Please, no more."
You stay in stance for a moment, but soon relax and stand down. After sheathing the knife, you wipe your bloody hands with your shirt.
"Alright."
Without another word, you move to the bench. Yelan watches on as you grab a water bottle and press it against your lips, proceeding to down almost all of it in one go. She sighs and closes her eyes.
"Heh, just don't fall asleep over there." You smile and turn to face her, but stop when you see her. "Yelan, is everything okay?"
"Yes, yes, I just… Ugh. I'm tired." She tries an evasive answer as she joins you on the bench, her own hydration in her hand.
"Don't lie to me. I know something’s bothering you.”
She covers her face with her hands, and sighs. “I don’t want to do this.”
You hum in response. “Wasn’t it you who suggested these lessons?”
“I did, but I didn’t expect you to make me do this.”
You scoff, your thoughts still deep in training mode. “Getting injured is just a part of the training. Besides, Yelan, you aren’t seriously hurt. Are you?”
She rubs her eyes, wiping small tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Her voice comes out nearly as a growl. “I don’t want to hurt you, is this so hard to understand? And you’re so cold, and so… foreign today. I just… You…” Her voice drops to a near whisper. “You’re scaring me.”
You stay silent, taken aback by this statement. She glances up at you and continues.
“It’s just that you’re so emotionless, and different from the man I know. I l-love you, and you’re making me treat and hurt you like an enemy? You even act as one. I feel like you’re… a stranger with my husband’s face.”
Taking a deep breath, you try to ease her worries, but she cuts you off before you can speak.
“I don’t care, do you understand? I don’t care that I need training, o-or that real enemies won’t go easy on me! You’re not one of them! I don’t want to treat you as one, please! We can train, really, but I don’t want to do this. Anything but this, please.” A few stray tears slip through her fingers. Her tone is now more hushed, sounding broken. “Please…”
You scoot over closer to her, and place your right hand on her elbow. “Yelan. Please, look at me.”
She looks up, her blue eyes almost pleading. “Y/N…”
You pull her into a hug. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I went too far. I should have asked first, been more gentle and empathetic. I… Have no excuse.”
Her slender arms snake around you, securing comfortably around your chest. She lets out a very quiet, muffled sob. “I don’t want to do this ever again, p-please. I don’t want to hurt you, Y/N.”
You gently stroke her hair, getting a little blood on the dark blue strands from the injury she inflicted. “You won’t have to. I’m sorry, my love. I’m so sorry.”
Eventually, in your arms, Yelan is able to steady her emotions. She parts with you, a sad look still present on her face. She moves her hand to your bloody cheek, fingers carefully avoiding touching the injury. She smiles at you.
“Come on. Let’s go home.”
Thanks for reading!
There’s a blog here with a vaguely similar title and content that has said that Kingohger was “crazy awful” since the first episode. They are probably mistaking you for the Kingoh hater.
I know who you talking about, but I cannot comprehend the mistake since our blogs are so different, c'mon I have a beautiful zubat theming, a completely different gimmick that I don't stick to very well, my edits, my archive of reaction pics, my identity online, I cannot stand being mistaken
New Fandom I write for: THE WAIFU TRAIN HAS NO BRAKES
So I decided to give Honkai Star Rail a second chance since I was REALLY harsh on it during the first impression and didn't give it a fair shake.
I now realize my mistake of doing that.
Stelle, March 7th, Himeko, and Asta from Honkai: Star Rail can now be sent in the askbox!
As time goes on, I'll more than likely add more characters. When it comes to favorites, Himeko is definitely number 1 to me, with the second being March 7th. One is just Satellite Cannon Lisa and the other is just an adorable ball of sunshine. Asta is also great as well.
Anyways, as per usual, have fun submittin asks! I'll hopefully have some done tonight but its also like 4am as of time of writing soooo
This should be a series at this point but-How come I'm not seeing any OP!Creator fanfics?
It just seems obvious that the creator should be OP since, well their the creator. Might not be Mihoyo or Hoyoverse themself but the creator still has control over their alocytes powers, so why not control their powers??
The OP-ness can change when their in a certain mood, like when their happy, their attacks won't do much. When their angry, probably make an earthquake or two.
When their pissed- it's a death wish for that poor soul.
Just a thought. Use it if you want too, make sure to tag me though :))
Oh my god, I’m scared, I’m begging for the endgame to be lip and y/n, I can’t bear to see a heartbreak
When are you coming back?
soon as fuck u_u..♡
between working 40 hr weeks, traveling, keeping up with the house, and studying, writing is rough... but seeing loona live and in person sort of revitalized my energy! the girls put on an incredible performance, and i caved and bought a ticket to another show ;-P
but yes, once i maybe... DON'T have 40 hour weeks consistently... i'll be back in a rhythm..! i have some things i'm holding onto, and i'll drop those when i feel satisfied with them all the way; i've been writing as well to the requests sitting in my inbox, so expect those too!
i'm sorry for disappearing, feel free to bonk me -_- make sure you're reading all the insanely good stories from my very talented colleagues in the meantime..♡
Hiatus
Hello hello everyone!
Soo I’m halfway done with all of my headcanons In both the gf and bf(genshin)
But….my exams are actually starting…like today where im at so i will be taking a few days off, maybe even the whole week as I wanna focus on my exams since there the quarterly ones and there important.
This is kinda like a hiatus since I’ve been busy with school a lot, Im homeschooled and online classes give u sooo many hw and things to do. So a much needed rest and concentration is needed!
Now if ur a student like me, just wanna say don’t give up on ur dreams and keep working hard, eventually you’ll reach ur goal :3
I’ll be back strong in a week or two! So don’t miss me too much ehe~
Bye bye now~
Ayo Haruko signing off……………
Hiatus
Hello hello everyone!
Soo I’m halfway done with all of my headcanons In both the gf and bf(genshin)
But….my exams are actually starting…like today where im at so i will be taking a few days off, maybe even the whole week as I wanna focus on my exams since there the quarterly ones and there important.
This is kinda like a hiatus since I’ve been busy with school a lot, Im homeschooled and online classes give u sooo many hw and things to do. So a much needed rest and concentration is needed!
Now if ur a student like me, just wanna say don’t give up on ur dreams and keep working hard, eventually you’ll reach ur goal :3
I’ll be back strong in a week or two! So don’t miss me too much ehe~
Bye bye now~
Ayo Haruko signing off……………
Hiatus
Hello hello everyone!
Soo I’m halfway done with all of my headcanons In both the gf and bf(genshin)
But….my exams are actually starting…like today where im at so i will be taking a few days off, maybe even the whole week as I wanna focus on my exams since there the quarterly ones and there important.
This is kinda like a hiatus since I’ve been busy with school a lot, Im homeschooled and online classes give u sooo many hw and things to do. So a much needed rest and concentration is needed!
Now if ur a student like me, just wanna say don’t give up on ur dreams and keep working hard, eventually you’ll reach ur goal :3
I’ll be back strong in a week or two! So don’t miss me too much ehe~
Bye bye now~
Ayo Haruko signing off……………
Hiatus
Hello hello everyone!
Soo I’m halfway done with all of my headcanons In both the gf and bf(genshin)
But….my exams are actually starting…like today where im at so i will be taking a few days off, maybe even the whole week as I wanna focus on my exams since there the quarterly ones and there important.
This is kinda like a hiatus since I’ve been busy with school a lot, Im homeschooled and online classes give u sooo many hw and things to do. So a much needed rest and concentration is needed!
Now if ur a student like me, just wanna say don’t give up on ur dreams and keep working hard, eventually you’ll reach ur goal :3
I’ll be back strong in a week or two! So don’t miss me too much ehe~
Bye bye now~
Ayo Haruko signing off……………
Well, I think I've discovered a new fantasy of mine. -Prairie anon
did you like it!! 😽😽😽
Well, I think I've discovered a new fantasy of mine. -Prairie anon
did you like it!! 😽😽😽