One Girl's Bundle Trash is Another's Bundle Treasure
Chapter 2
by Fleur Fairyfloss
Tags:
#D/s
#dom:female
#dom:male
#f/f
#f/m
#hypnosis
#AI_soft_dommes
#conditioning
#dom:AI
#dom:fromsoft
#dubious_consent
#exciting_new_forms_of_bratting
#implied_memory_play
#legally_distinct_walter
#modern
#nerd_masochism
#petplay
#pov:bottom
#probably_the_horniest_thing_i_have_ever_written
#puppy_play
#scifi
#second_person
#self_pleasing_iykwim
#videogames
me, an embarrassing nerd: haha wouldn't it be weird if i was Horny About Controller Rebinds wouldn't that be wild
(i actually did rebind my controls this way 'cos i'm one of those quickboost on L1/left bumper sickos, and there's something kind of nice about using that little r1+square pinch motion instead of 'ah yes i will mash on all the designated Gun Buttons on the controller at once.'
of course, i thought about just buying a fancy controller with back buttons, but i did not have the stomach to spend two hundred united states dollars on a single controller. ;; still, though! the thought inspired me to make dumb hypnofic jokes, and that's what counts.)
idk if this will hit as well as the first, but i thought it could be fun to take my time instead of just going like.....one chapter of ac pastiche and waking-world bits per chapter of fic?
thank you atl, breeze, bug, melody, and rose for input and encouragement!!
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ต.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ.....๐ช๐ตโ๐ด ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ โ๐๐ข๐บ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ดโ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ.
(are you imagining the wistfulness in her voice?)
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ'๐ท๐ฆ "๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ," ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ. ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ค๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต...๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐จ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ.
(a static-electricity exhalation, like someone breathing life into an overtuned mic.)
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต, ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ด ๐๐ข๐.
(a safety-yellow silhouette of one shadow-puppet proposing to another. in place of a ring, the puppet presents the object of its affections with what looks like a robloxcore RPG-7, every part save the warhead evoking a cobbled-together tinkertoy. a speech balloon above the blushing bride-to-be reads, โREJOICE AND DELIGHT!โ)
๐๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ'๐ฅ ๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ฃ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ญ๐บ.....๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ข๐ธ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ, ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ.
the first foe falls without much pageantry or preamble. itโs a pitiful woman in a gown of scrap, half-dreaming and half-dreamed.
(itโs funny, really. they call it left trigger, right trigger, but the process of pulling itโs nothing like its namesake. insteadโฆ.)
you crook your finger just so, gentle and deliberate.
a giddy tremor travels through you, lighting you up hips to heart, far more full-body than even the EDGE PRO ELITE CONTROLLERโs VIBEZONE RUMBLE TECH could manage.
red letters pulse in the corner of your eye.
the round cycles. you sink back in your seat and s i g h, glowy and spellbound, taking the drifty moment between quickboosts to bask.
(maybe this is why everyone says โzimmermans op pls nerf.โ)
your shotguns shear off half its license to linger on this side of wakefulness in two shots. left arm, right arm. crook. clench.
(when you unload your back units, it feels less like a coup-de-grace and more likeโฆ..
well.
you donโt remember rebinding the controls, but the thumb-and-forefinger pinch comes naturally. less haphazardly mashing shoulder buttons in a manic moment of triumph, more an innocuous trained reflex.)
pop. pop. pop. pop. the world slows down. something in your belly flutters and joyously spirals. you start to wonder if youโre really awake.
(a lazy drawl that lingers, echoing in your thoughts.)
"oh, touristโs underselling you."
"still, though. itโs bad news if the RaD Tourism Board gets too restless."
"see you at the parade?"
[an interlude.]
dramatis personae:
the emblem of a photorealistic gummy worm, at once both devouring itself and โ if you let your eyes unfocus just so โ birthing something new. core designation JUST DESSERTS.
๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฌ๐บ, ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐บ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฌ. ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ต๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ข๐บ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด. ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ช ๐ง๐๐๐ช๐จ๐ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ! ๐ชโ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จโ
"corrupting her? isnโt that a little melodramatic, red?"
๐๐ฐ๐ธโ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ! ๐โฆ
๐ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ข! ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด!
"aw, red. are you really gonna begrudge an old woman her last moment of joy?"
[...]
"wanna know something, red?"
๐ธ๐๐๐.
"i used to make toys."
๐ช ๐ธ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต.
"knowing it and hearing itโs two different things, red. knowing it and talking about itโs two different things."
โฆ.
๐ช ๐ณ๐ฆ๐๐ช๐จ๐ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆโ
"tricks? red, weโre barely out of august. halloweenโs a lifetime away."
โฆ.๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ.
๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถโฆ
โฆ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต?
[...]
"i used to make toys. sometimes i wonder if i still do, butโeh, feels a little ghoulish."
"you learn a lot making toys, though. you learn a lot about a lot, if youโre any good. wanna know the first thing i learned, red?"
(a slow breath in. a shrug.)
"toys are meant to be shared. whatโs the point in hoarding a laugh?"
๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จโฆ?
"iโm saying i am going to share. so stop eyeing me like youโre scared iโll taint your toy."
๐ชโ๐ช ๐ด๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆโ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ง ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ข.
"โฆ.what? no โmy sparrow is not a toy,โ red?"
๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ตโ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ตโ
"โs it suddenly okay if sheโs your toy bound in your strings, red?"
โฆ.
๐งโ
โฆ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ข.
"yโknow what? sure, iโve done worse for a laugh."
๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต?
"What?"
[discord. earlier.]
Active Threads > BUDDY, THEY WONโT EVEN LET ME FUCK THE DARK SOUL GANG (ac6)
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: so uh is the smart cleaner a fight youโre supposed to lose
armored core silent linewife: wdym
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: my weapons do like no damage and her weakpoint is rlly hard to hit ;;
armored core silent linewife: oh u just fly over it
armored core silent linewife: get a better angle
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: but.
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: every time i try to fly up she does that grab attack and the dodge timing is ridic ;; and like,
alpha/beta/otsdarva ao3 tag: Uh,
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: iโm into The Vibe when she grabs you and tears out your boosters all like ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ
๏ฝ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝโ๏ฝ ๏ฝ๏ฝ
๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ
๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ผ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ
๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ but idk itโs kind of a frustrating mechanic
alpha/beta/otsdarva ao3 tag: UH,
armored core silent linewife: is this a bit
armored core silent linewife: you have to tell us if this is a bit
armored core silent linewife: thats the mfin law
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: please donโt be mean to me ;; iโm trying very hard but even on the uh easy mode itโs so
armored core silent linewife: wdym easy mode
armored core silent linewife: worm guns???
alpha/beta/otsdarva ao3 tag: Thatโs not until Chapterโ
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: oh my God no the whole drink deep of the world uwu thing
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: istg every time i try asking for help people act like iโm playing a different game
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: why do i have to piece together how to play this stupid thing from the wiki and the secret menu wiki
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: why does everyone ask if i have a gas leak in my house when i ask abt story stuff
pca autonomous weapon MODS????: why are you all Like This
armored core silent linewife: im so Fucking confused
alpha/beta/otsdarva ao3 tag: Yeah.
[later.]
"you can hear them too, huh? hounds baying just below, all eyes and no stomach. they take one look at the puppy-shaped path of destruction someone left in her wake and one sniff of the fried ozone and that dizzying burnt-coral smell and think,"
"oh,"
"thatโs opportunity."
thank you for reading!!
next time: the actual Great Value Smart Cleaner encounter, things get weirder.
@goopyb00py thank you!! โthis is incomprehensible (affectionate)โ is what we strive for at fleur fairyfloss industries