They’ve said it and referenced it before but it’s still so wonderful to see it 🥰 they’re fellow directors who love to show off their shows to one another, and you can tell they really bond over it!!
And of course Kaito being inspired by Rui’s work as well, and how when one of them grows so too does the other!
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Bit of worldbuilding thing, books from irl do exist here but the movies don’t that does lead to the prospect of people like jk rowling existing but like…she dead by now, just for some comedic justice, died during a thunderstorm that soon died down and the sun appeared, forming a rainbow over her not yet disintegrated body, which may or may not be out of spite
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Um, I didn’t feel like making a ‘part 2’ to this just for his pov so like, im just gonna merge it below. And because I’m too lazy to make a coherent plot, some of this comes before you ‘woke up’ in your dream
You got patched up
tried to leave the room,
ended up not being to because of your(as I’ve decided) lore-accurate wings and instead broke the window and yeeted yourself out
Fell on top of an awaiting Max.
Null was like, “Oh yeah I can fix thos- You going to the meeting?
You shrugged painfully because….I feel like making you suffer
Bit of conversation before Conner suggested to go fishing
All three of you stood and stared at him until he realized his word choice and where they were
Cue you asking Null why he was in the Overworld
Null, very discreetly of course, looks at Max, like a simp and you snickered elegantly
He blinked at you pointedly while you smiled innocently before relenting and revealing a potion of healing in his hand.
You took it, thanked him, chugged it, and passed out immediately
Max sighed, grabbed an ankle and dragged you to his set-up of two beds and a chest.
Conner took out his own bed and plopped it down
The sun was only like midway between Noon and Sunset but there wasn’t enough time left in the day to do much
Max shuffled around in your hotbar but couldn’t find a bed so he groaned in mock annoyance before whipping out some wool and planks to make a bed
He plopped it next to your limp form before flopping onto his own bed
Null wiggled his fingers and you lifted off the ground before floating to your bed(surprisingly this will come back later as a plot point)
Okay, you’re in a bed, conked out right? Poof, you’re dreaming, this is in fact a state of semi-reality of what happens here happens irl, freddy kruger style except instead of a crusty dream demon, he’s replaced by a man who looks delicious in a tux, @miatw16 has proved that
Where were you? Oh that’s right, chilling on your dream bed while said man(no longer in his dazzling fit😒) is glaring at you like you spawned the ghast and made it hit you.
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You shoved his hand off you and sat up, judgement etched on your face, “Can’t leave me alone, ey?”
“No.” His facial expression didn’t change.
“Oh..” You faltered. Awkwardness filled the space between you and you took the time to examine the room. It was a black room with not much else beside the bed you were situated on and the chair he was hovering over.
“Turn over.” Confusion flickered across your face before you turned on your stomach stiffly. You turned your head to the side to face him but he shook his head and you turned it the other way, facing the wall.
You closed your eyes, trusting him as you exposed your back. You waited for a bit before you felt a heavy weight on your back. You tried to look over your shoulder but a warm hand pushed it back and you realized he was straddling your waist.
Feeling the weight shift forward, a voice in your ear rasped, “Trust me.”
Goosebumps rippled down your back and up your arms as you brought your arms up and buried your head in them. Your back stretched uncomfortably with the movement and he pressed a hand against your upper spine.
A rough wet thing touched your feather and you grimaced as it rubbed harshly against your secondaries. A warm hand came behind and pressed against the rag, gently helping to wipe off the dried blood.
A weird sensation of a feather falling off nicked at you and several more came off.
A few seconds of silence passed and Herobrine shifted around, seemingly restless. It took a moment but then you realized what he was doing. Your eyes snapped open and you tried to push yourself up but damn, he…really didn’t want that.
“Stop moving.”
“I’m tired, I can’t do this anymore.” you sighed.
“Just let me do this for you.”
You had a feeling he wasn’t talking about this, or at least, not just about this.
You freed your arm and flung an ender pearl to the side, disappearing from under him and upright against the wall. He didn’t move with your disappearance and just sat back on heels, letting out a tired sigh before turning his head to look at you.
You met his gaze, returning his exhausted look with one of your own and understanding passed.
The absurdity of the situation wasn’t lost on you and you let out a dry chuckle, smiling weakly as your hand gestured to the space between you, “Look at this, could you have ever imagined this to happen.”
He looked back at the wall in front of him before turning around to face you completely. “Imagine what to happen?” His voice came out after a beat of silence.
You collected your thoughts for a moment as he stood up and stretched, his arms raising above his head and his shirt lifted up briefly. The sight of his stomach stopped your thought process and goosebumps prickled up your arms and over your scalp.
His eyes caught your look and his arms hesitated coming down, confusion evident on his face. Your fingers twitched as impulses rose but you squashed them and opened your mouth, “This, us, whatever we are, this weird dance we do.”
He took a step forward, “Do you wanna finish the dance?”
“I didn’t want to start it chère.”
You regretted the words as soon as they came out of your mouth but you stood your ground. Herobrine’s face dropped as did his shoulders and he stood up straighter.
He took a few slow steps toward you until you could stretch your arm out and touch the collar of his shirt.
“I-”
He opened his mouth, hesitating to say something before you interrupted him and asked, “Wanna hang out?”
He blinked a few times and his eyebrows furrowed.
You held out your left hand and he grasped it, squeezing tightly. You pulled a potion of healing from your inventory and stared at it, mentally calculating the probability of it working.
Juliette said it wouldn’t be able to heal the extensive damage but…what if you added a ghast tear to it?
That makes a paste of regeneration but that just helps regenerate your health and energy when applied to the wound. If you gave it the guideline of the healing potion, it should target regenerating your damaged wing..right?
Your eyes slid to his and you smiled wide, “Heyyy, how much of a favor would you be willing to do?”
He didn’t miss a beat and pulled your captured hand down, allowing him to lean a little closer, “Whatever you want.”
You felt the familiar sensation of goosebumps rippling across your neck. You shook it off and chimed, “Great,”
You swung the bottle toward him and asked, “Do you have any leftover regeneration paste?”
He nodded after a second and you trudged on, “Can you heat this up?”
“How hot?”
“Um….mountain of stone in the sun hot?” You pursed your lips and shrugged, not too concerned on the details.
His other hand came up and cupped the bulbed bottom. The bottle neck grew warm as the air around it heated up and you stared at it. He stopped soon enough and you uncorked it, letting go of his hand to walk back to the bed.
You grabbed the rag left on the floor and dumped the bottle over it, the liquid quickly absorbing into the rough fabric and smoothening it out.
You heard footsteps but didn’t turn around, instead slipping the bottle back in your inventory and shuffling onto the bed with your knees.
The thought of figuring out how to twist yourself enough to reach under your wing briefly crossed your mind before a warm finger poked your neck and trailed down.
You almost turned your head to look but forced yourself to stay still, breathing in and out as you reminded yourself to relax.
The digit made its way to the bandaging before growing warmer until it grew too warm and slid through the wraps, singeing the material and causing it to fall away.
Herobrine didn’t waste any time and grabbed the rag from your hand, pressing it to your hips. You sucked in air through your teeth at the stinging pain and unwelcome heat. He continued his ministrations, curling inwards to cover every inflamed wound. They began to close up quickly as he traveled from the severe burns to the small blisters and back up again.
Soon he finished and the wet fabric left your skin. You flipped your arm and hesitated to touch the healed area, your fingers ghosting over it before your hand was pushed away and another tapped your coracoid.
You got the hint and stretched your wing out. Realizing how long you must have been spaced out for hit you as a hot and slimy thing coated your feathers. He had already mixed the paste and liquid together and slathered it on you.
You closed your eyes and started to bring up your hand to bite down.
“Don’t.”
You groaned and tucked your right wing in, leaning to fall over onto your right shoulder. You hit the bed with a soft thud and closed your eyes again, ready to fall asleep.
You pulled your wings back in and fell asleep, your mind fading into distant fuzz.
You totally didn’t notice Herobrine staring at you like you betrayed him by letting go of his hand, did you?
Or..maybe you did.
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I need this man to have a crashout
Edit: didn't like how this one turned out, probably gonna edit it later
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Considering that kittehs are alien creatures, what would have happened if kittehs were involved in the Resonance Cascade?
Funnily enough, events like Half-Life's Resonance Cascade are one of the major ways kittehs colonize or take over inhabited systems, since it's easier logistics-wise to exploit scientific mistakes of a target civilization/planetary system than randomly expanding.
If talking about involved with Half-Life canon, they'll probably be in active conflict with the Combine and be allied with Half-Life Earth and the Vortigaunts
Largely because, Kitteh occupation is remarkably "peaceful": Unless war is formally declared or committed to by the occupied planet/s or solar system/s. They prefer to settle or integrate with existing species. If say a version of Earth is occupied by the Kittehs, pretty much the largest change would just be the presence of Kittehs among stray animals or whole buildings rented out or inhabited by them. They'll be akin to invasive intelligent species, but largely non-hostile (except for the prev noted condition)
Their civil wars are often more brutal than any sovereign wars
