#Master Cat Viper

[cuntyglam]

reblog for a higher sample size !!

propaganda under cut

cat viper: bro literally fought a war right after his amputation which is pretty cool. he also added weapons to his prosthetic !! we love to see it

kyros: has been disabled longer than most one piece characters in this bracket and is one of the few long term amputees to never use any sort of prosthetic. this man walks with one leg, and i think that is insanely cool. it’s one thing to be a small toy soldier and hop around but a fully fledged muscle man ? that takes a lot of core strength.

[poochyhyena]

Okay hear me out: big, huggable OP characters, but Squishmallows

[one-piece-moment-comparisons]

One Piece — "Raizo is... alive and well!!!"

From Volume 81 - Chapter 816 / Season 12 Episode 767. After a very long time, Kin'emon and Kanjuro have finally made it up the elephant's legs, and wish to converse with the Minks. The Straw Hats desperately try to warn them of the context they just learned, and how samurai are taboo. But perhaps it seems Kin'emon knows more about Zou's story than the pirates do!!

[random-jot]

Mink addition

Bonus: Rayleigh being the other way around

So Oda kinda has a thing for scars on or around the left eye, huh?

[optreasurecruise]

[catscraftsandcommentary]

Okay, continuing the idea from this post... (Basically, that the witchers from each school can shift into the animal that their school is named after, but also get some comical/cute traits of that animal.)

The mages didn't intend to create shapeshifters originally, they were mostly just fooling around and seeing what would happen. (With real children, yes they are horrible people.) But then someone found a combination of chaos and genetics that allowed a subject to shapeshift into an animal under certain circumstances. So they went "hey, what else can we do with this?" and on the testing went.

Eventually they thought to send their new experiments up against actual monsters and realized that they had the potential for a magnificent warrior...or minion. Same thing.

Over time, they realized some drawbacks:

The new creatures - dubbed "witchers" and further divided by which creature they could shift into - would first shift into a baby of their species. Not terribly useful.

As the witcher grew in age and chaos ability, so did their animal form...and never seemed to STOP growing. (There was a long argument over whether this was beneficial or not.)

When terribly wounded, the witcher would often change into their animal form, seeming unable to control the change until they healed most of their wounds.

Shifted witchers required both food and magical energy to sustain themselves and their abilities. This made them ferocious against chaos-fueled monsters, as they could absorb the chaos from those they killed, but proved a weakness if they absorbed less chaos than they needed to heal the wounds they had taken.

The full moon, which raised the ambient level of chaos in the world, would force a shift unless the witcher had impeccable control. Even then, it was so-so.

Once shifted, the animal instincts easily overpowered the witcher's conscious mind - at least until they had long practice in controlling themselves. Young cats got the zoomies and old ones took long naps. Wolves played. Vipers sunned themselves. Bears foraged for food or - if it was cold - hibernated.

The mages attempted creating a female bear ONCE. It proved to be their downfall - mama bears do not suffer threats to their cubs.

Now please imagine:

Teeny tiny wolf cubs chasing each other around the training grounds, biting each other's tails and tripping over their new paws.

Master trainers scruffing them and carrying them in an elbow or over a shoulder, while the tiny puppy tail wagged uncontrollably. Teaching them what their new bodies could do, with the teacher the size of a wagon and the students not yet knee high.

Puppies trying to scratch an itch and slowly tipping over.

Adult witchers shifting and cuddling with the students, carrying several on their back.

Ivar, oldest and most powerful of the vipers, is as large as a barn and can hold his entire school in his coiled form - and can swallow most monsters whole.

Vesemir is the size of a shed, and Geralt (twice grassed) and Eskel (incredible chaos) are not much smaller. Lambert is a perfectly normal size, thank you very much...he just looks tiny next to them.

Clothing, armor, and weapons which are crafted from the remains of chaos-fueled monsters (ie, they are inherently magical) CAN shapeshift with the witcher. Mundane items (cotton or wool, iron and plain steel) cannot. They lose more knives that way...

Young witchers learning how to harvest, process, and use various monster bits so they don't shift, shift back, and end up naked or in ruined clothing. (Yes, even the THREAD used to sew the clothing together must come from monsters. It's a pain.)

An old witcher taking the time to relax in their shifted form in the woods and being mistaken for a monster, so a nearby town hires a SECOND witcher to hunt them...bonus points if the second witcher is a friend or lover of the first, who came looking for them. Just walking into a clearing going "really? You know that town is going crazy over a huge monster that's moved in, and here I find you lying around."

(It's Ivar and Keldar. Ivar just laughs. "I ate the only monster last week, while I waited for you." And then he snatches Keldar up and wraps him in his coils.)

@everything-but-the-not-natural I know you were excited about this AU!

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hey, can I request the “sit on face scenario with the rest of the dorm leaders + Jamil? (If that’s too many then just Leona, Malleus, and Vil?)

Accidentally Sitting On Their Face | Yandere Twisted Wonderland (P2)

Ft. Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Jamil Viper, Malleus Draconia

Last One

Riddle Rosehearts

Again the most bizarre circumstance there could ever be 

He’s probably rechecking the work you were doing  

Today you were helping Ace, Grim, and Deuce paint the roses red

A punishment for whatever shenanigans the trio of trouble have done

While he didn’t like how easily you came to their aid 

He did enjoy having you so close 

“S-so how have you been fairing with your work so far?”

“Oh its been okay. It’s a little hard having to learn everything in this world but its never boring.”

“G-good if you have any questions you should join me for tea.”

“Sure. But do you only want to talk about academics over tea?”

He blushed intensely at the teasing tilt in your voice

“W-well w-we can talk about other things–Good work, continue on!” 

In attempt to save himself from his embarrassment he tried to walk away from you 

You who was balanced on a ladder with paint in your hand

“Nyehehehe I’m the fastest painter of all!”

The little monster cat was dashing around weaving through other students who were hanging on to their own ladders and stools

But of course its yours that he actually bumps into making you stumble before flying 

And landing on The prefect of Heartslaybul’s face

With everyone’s eyes on you a silence falls over the others in the garden

“Did they just…?”

“Yeah.”

“On Riddle’s…?”

“Yeah.”

Disoriented it takes you a minute before you realize exactly what happened

But the hot breaths on your nether region helped you come back to reality

“Ow–huh? R-riddle?”

You quickly stand revealing the red faced Riddle to lay there as his vice wardens rush to his side 

“Riddle? Are you okay?”

“Uh-do you need a minute-?”

Oh Riddle needs more than a minute 

He’s burning hot 

His face and the garden

Its on fire and so are the students of Heartslaybul

But he isn’t mad and instead looking off into the distance

“Riddle! Riddle! Everyone’s on fire! Please!”

“#burning #alive #Riddle’sinlovewitdatbootay!”

It isn’t until he hears your meek voice and light tap of your finger

“Uh Riddle you’re not mad, right? If you are I’m sorry.”

The fire dies as he turns to you 

“Oh I’m just fine (Y/n)...Now about that tea session…can we make it soon?”

Leona Kingscholar

Leona has an awesome habit of sleeping just about anywhere he pleases

He’s no where near as bad as that Diasomnia weirdo

but he’s quite the master at catnaps

With such power comes the responsibility of his to know who was there before him

Point being he knows where he sleeps 

And he won’t deny or confirm that he knew what he was doing when you plopped down on his face

The feeling of the Lion’s inhale has you shooting up in embarrassment as you try to apologize

“Oh! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Don’t back out now, herbivore. Commit.”

You’ll think he’s joking as you try to leave with your dignity intact

But he’s not letting you

“Let go! Leona please! C’mon, I know you didn’t fall asleep with your hand holding my pants! Leona!” 

He snuggles into the couch to hide his smirk as he pulled you along 

He’d appreciate it if you didn’t hold back on your intimacy with him

The sooner the better

“Oi Herbivore either sit where your supposed to or get to sleeping. I’m not letting you go…ever.”

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul doesn’t have many times where he doesn’t have his glasses on

Being on land can do that to your eyes 

But he’s not completely blind 

And with his new contacts it makes it a lot easier to see 

“Oh wow Azul you look so different without your glasses.” 

He preened at your attention

Happily walking slowly in the same direction as you so he could keep talking to you

“Well I’ve recently been offered these contacts from the organization that helps students from the Coral Sea. I figured I’d give it a try.”

Since he had gotten you to work some days in the Monstro Lounge he’s happily taking advantage 

It also kept the most…persistent followers of yours on his radar

“Well its nice to see your eyes. You always see them from behind the glasses and they look gorgeous that way but your on full-blast now.”

Azul lets himself shiver in delight before habitually moving to push his glasses up

“R-really thank you!”

“Buuut it seems even you miss it!”

“Even? You miss my glasses?”

“Well, yeah there just so you…y’know?”

For a moment it was the most beautiful moment of his life

And then a patron spills something on the floor that has you flying

Now typically he’s no hero 

But this was you

And he may have mistaken his body for one of his tentacles

Nonethelss his face is being sat on and your both squabbling to stand up and away from each other

You might run into the kitchen in embarrassment definitely passing by the gawking and giggling tweels

Azul is no better, running to his office to try and relax 

He’s crying as…he relieves himself

Replaying the feeling of your warmth on his face

And the comforting hold of your thighs around his head

“(Y/n)...I can’t even handle a mere compliment from you!”

Wouldn’t be surprised if he made a contract with sitting on his face as a stipulation

“This is purely for business reasons but your going to have to do this again…I mean that is if you want Grim’s debt to be nullified.”

Jamil Viper

Jamil’s pretty agile 

As a servant of many talents this but a single trait

Which makes basketball for him so easy

And he’s so happy he gets to share that with you

“I haven’t played this in so long. I’ll doubt I’ll be much help.”

“No worries (Y/n). I’m sure by just being here you make things better…kind of like a lucky charm.”

And he’s right just because he’s having fun watching you dribble the ball around makes him much more eager to make a fool of everyone on this team

And he does smiling internally at the clubmates falling as he jukes them

He’s guarding you from the more..determined club members 

Trying his best to keep these heathens them from rubbing up on your back and front as they try to block/guard

He’s doing so much better

Thriving off the way you rely on him to so much as throw the ball to someone else

That’s why he’s the one who is lovingly being your cushion at the moment

You jumped to make a dunk on the hoop

This was fine

You hung on a bit longer making you swing

That was fine too

Finally letting go to land

That’s fine

But he could already tell your footing would be wrong and you’d fall on your butt

That was perfect

“Oh! Oh my gosh! Jamil are you okay?”

He smiled under the smother of your behind 

When you finally got up he waved it off

“No worries (Y/n), really but if you really want to apologize how about you spend the night in Scarabia. We still have that spare room from the last time.”

Two rewards in one day, he deserved a treat or two

Vil Schoenheit

“Uhhh Vil? I really don’t get why you have to uh inspect the outfit like this..”

“Didn’t you hear me before? I need to see the way it’ll fit on a live model.”

“Yes but why this way!”

You were wearing a dress with frills, a cutesy design you’d sooner see on Epel then yourself

He demanded it’d be you

Why?

“Obviously you have the body type I need to pull this off. Now stay still.”

He was supposedly sewing something under the skirt giving him a shrouded view with the thin barriers of your underwear

When you originally protested he scoffed about how he was a professional

Which completely juxtaposed the blushing model between your legs

He admitted this was very Rook-esque but this was an opportunity he just wouldn’t miss

“Now lower yourself I must inspect this seam closer.”

You whimper as his hand grazed your thigh

You do as he says hoping no one comes barging into the room

“Closer!”

“C-closer?!”

“Did I stutter?”

You try to ultimately losing your balance and sitting on his Vil Schoenheit’s face

When you try to crawl away he’ll hold the skirt of your dress pretending to sewing a loose seam before releasing you

He tells you to change and that your free for the day

Refusing to turn around to look at you as you quickly slipped out

When your gone he’ll move to his vanity mirror

Smiling as he registers the smudging of his make up

“Well isn’t that nice. They’ve taken evidence of me home with them…a minor step but one towards the right direction.”

He eyes the pink bubbling potion in the rear view of his mirror

“All in due time, my beauty. All in due time.”

Malleus Draconia

“Do it again.”

Its an accident so they all say+

He likes appearing behind you because your surprised face is cute

But recently you had joined him in stargazing 

With both of you joining one another on the dewy grass of night

He decided to just get a head start already laying on your favorite spot in the grass

Not even bothered by the way you backed away from the tray you had set up with your hot drinks

“Woah! Tsuno? Dude! What are you doing?”

You immediately stand up catching yourself so fast

He was a prince for seven’s sake!

But your met with that determined look on his face as he repeats it

“Sit on me again, (Y/n).”

“B-but thats really–”

“(Y/n).”

So pushing aside your bashful tendencies you try to hold yourself just above his face 

Hoping that would satisfy him

It did not 

“Child of Man! Do you think me so weak not to be able to take it?! Sit. On. Me.” 

His magic flares around him as he demands you let your full weight on him

And who are you to deny him

Especially when some unknown pull has you doing exactly as he says

If you give a dragon a taste of cake 

you musn’t deny him a slice

who are we kidding he's gorging himself on all of it

[hxney-lemcn]

Jamil:

Genre -🌹

Tropes: ⚔️

Prompts: 😤🙄🤭

Sorry if I messed this up but I hope it's okay. I hope you have a great day!

a/n: thank you for the order! You have a great day too!

tw: none

wc: 0.3k

2k follower event | master list

You hated it. Hated him. Jamil Viper. You had tried getting over him, going on dates with randos that you never went out with twice. It sucked, how whenever you sat across from someone that wasn’t him you wished it was. 

Even worse? 

Now he was pissed at you. For what? You’re not sure, but it was clear as day with the glares he sent your way and his short responses. So you did what any reasonable person would. Confront him.

“Why are you mad at me?” You asked Jamil with a glare. 

“I don’t have time for this,” Jamil huffed, trying to dodge you, but you stood firm, blocking his path by placing your hand on the wall behind him.

“You’re not going anywhere unless you tell me,” You didn’t relent. You were tired of this cat and mouse game.

“I’m not mad,” Jamil glared. “I just think you can choose better people to kiss.” 

Your heart skipped a beat and your face started to feel warm, but you didn’t let yourself lose your composure. Instead, you fell back onto your banter that Jamil seemed to hate so much.

“You want to kiss me so bad you look stupid.”

Jamil’s glare turned sharp, it seemed you hit the nail on the head. He was jealous, and the thought alone made you feel weak. You couldn’t think too hard about it as he pulled you in for a feverish kiss. It wasn’t as controlled as he’d like, his feelings getting the best of him. Nonetheless, it managed to steal your breath away. Once again, you said the first thing that came to mind after pulling away.

“Are you still mad at me?”

Jamil could only roll his eyes before he ducked under your arm and walked away. His last sentence ringing through your head with the thought of his soft lips.

“I can’t stand you.”

[dyradoodles]

I love Witcher 3 a whole lot, and witchers in general reminded me of SOLDIER (super enhanced monster hunter with silver hair and cat eyes?? can't imagine how that correlates), so I wanted to try throwing the boys in actual witcher gear! Went with Geralt's default/the Viper set for Seph, plus a cloak. Zack I put in the Master Wolf set for...hopefully obvious reasons lmao Also I know Seph should probably have a second sword but it felt...criminal. So we'll just pretend Masamune can handle both monsters and humans, shhhhh

also before anyone gets technical with me, yes I did make versions where they have accurate yellow witcher eyes. I just wanted to do both LOL

[suiseisyojo]

Hi! I read your love potion HC and it was so beautiful ❤️

Can I request the same but for Jamil, Rook, Leona and Azul? (If it's too much, you can dismiss the last two)

Thanks a lot for writing such amazing things, it makes me happy to read them, I wish you a good day 👋

a/n: hii thank you so, so much! i just did jamil and rook for this part, but i'll definitely keep leona and azul in mind next time~ ♪ i had a lot of fun writing this, i hope you enjoy!

「jamil viper, rook hunt x gn!reader」 ↳ in which you accidentally drink a love potion and fall for the one who’s always harbored unrequited feelings for you. [part 1 here]cw: angst, suggestive themes (all), reader is based off rajah (jamil)

[jamil viper]

Kalim had been extremely protective over you since childhood—treating you like a little sibling, considering you one of his most important treasures. And because of this, Jamil knew early-on that he could never pursue his feelings for you. It'd be an unforgivable crime if he and you dated.

Yet, even so, he couldn't stop himself from loving you. You were more meek than Kalim ever was, the type who could go along with the flow but needed downtime and preferred a more steady, quiet afternoon. The two of you were similar that way, and you were always attuned to his feelings. You noticed his mood shifts before he could even recognize them, for example; or you knew that he'd rather have more curry on his plate than anything so you'd share yours with him.

When Jamil heard you'd drinken a love potion, panic suffused through the fissures of his body. You never, ever were suppose to eat or drink something so readily from someone else without him—the appointed poison-tester—doing so first! What were you thinking?!

"Jamil, I just want to be with you. Can we go someplace to be alone?" you asked him pleadingly, evoking shock in both Kalim and himself. It appeared that he was the one you fell for, and you were being utterly stubborn over this. You even went as far as to swipe at Kalim when he tried to interfere and get you to go with him⋯ how troublesome. But the two of them decided it was best to follow your whims, both of them doting on you as usual.

Right now, you were so docile next to him; rubbing your cheek against his arm, selflessly conceding your affections and warmth to him as you nestled up close. It was everything Jamil had coveted—from since a long, long time ago.

Jamil was accustomed to looking after Kalim, and by extension, you, who constantly got whisked away in the aforementioned prince’s mania, and chaos was deeply integrated into his daily life. So, having you cuddling into him with a lovesick, dopey grin was a needed respite. All you were doing was showering him in your tenderness, a soft yet desperate aura emanating from your being.

“It’d be nice if you could be this obedient all the time. Heh, just kidding.”

Not once did Jamil ever have any intention of controlling you, even if he’d wished to do so. Receiving your love and praise bristled exaltation over his nerves in short, feverish bursts. Yet it was simultaneously being smothered as the thoughts of his master rolled over his thoughts.

Kalim was patently disappointed that you’d chosen to spend time with Jamil alone and not him as your self-appointed older brother. As a result, even now, Jamil was considering yours and Kalim’s feelings before his own. There’s no way the entirety of Jamil’s being wasn’t sweltering with the desire to sweep you up into his arms and kiss you—despite that, he’s not going to. He can’t.

Just as that familiar, ineradicable ache crossed his heart, Jamil felt you fluidly setting your legs astride his as you straddled him on the couch. You pressed your chest against his, the hum and vibration of your jittery lungs similar to a cat’s purr, and it shook Jamil’s body along with you.

Your arms twined his neck, fingernails scraping lightly at the nape of his neck. “What are you doing? Get off,” Jamil instructed you, hands seizing your waist and feeling how you innately scorched underneath his fingers. “⋯ You don’t want to? Listen, I wasn’t asking you to.”

Jamil watched as your lips twisted into a pout, clearly displeased with his refusal, and he felt your hands grasping at his vest; then his hoodie, anywhere you could. “Still into that habit of tugging on my clothes when you want something, huh?” he sighed, only to have his heart plummet into his stomach at the sensation of your hands dipping lower, past his navel. “⋯!! Where do you think you’re touching?!”

In a swift, hurried movement, Jamil gripped your frame and lifted you up before slamming you back down onto the couch to pin you there underneath him. Hovering above you with his chest heaving, cheeks burning with an accumulation of embarrassment and ire, he glared.

“You’ll regret this, you know,” Jamil began, stuttering breaths oozing his deteriorating restraint, “I’ve always wanted you. But as a member of the Viper Clan, I could never act this way towards someone the Asim Family considers precious. You understand, right?”

As your hand came up to cup his cheek, the final grains of sand descended to the bottom of the hourglass. “I shouldn’t worry about that, huh? Well, maybe you’re right. For now, let’s start with kisses⋯ if you’re good, I don’t mind giving you something more.” 

[rook hunt]

It was a known fact that Rook had a capricious heart; even he said so himself. He was always becoming enraptured by the boundless beauty of the world around him, leading him astray from monopolizing one certain thing. That was, until, he laid eyes on you. Everything retained their everlasting beauty, yet he found himself believing you were unparalleled. It was different for him, but it wasn't as pure of love as some might think it to be.

No, Rook only had pure, unadulterated love for the things around him. Not you.

Seeing something running away from him only makes him want to chase it, he was always telling you. And so, that's what he did. Stalking and following after you, memorizing every little detail there was to know about you. Rook was still insatiable, it was never, ever enough.

He knew the potion you drank was potent, judging from how receptive you were to him and the hearts fluttering off your lashes. Rook didn't mean to hide from you the way he did, he simply wanted to observe you at first; see the way you acted as you went for love. "Rook-san, where are you? I have something very important to tell you! I might die if I don't!" A laugh fell from his lips at your cuteness—until your foot slipped when you were going down the stairs⋯!

“You were so greedy for my attention, you wound up lightly spraining your ankle searching the campus for me, mon petit chou. That won’t do, you can’t run away like a proper prey now, can you?” Rook’s voice radiated dejection, yet you felt in your chest that it was modulated to sound that way. “Or perhaps, you were hoping to be completely trapped by me?”

Seated on the bed in the infirmary, Rook sat at your feet; delicately tracing his fingers over the lurid bruise blossoming as he held onto your sole and bandaged it up for you. There was a simper curved on his lips, as if he was calculating every step of this.

It was wrong of him, but your desperate and persistent efforts to find him only made him fall for you even deeper. You were absolutely breathtaking in love, how could he resist?

As he finishes tying your bandages up nice and tautly, Rook’s lips press careful yet alluring kisses over your foot—smirking against you as he espies the goosebumps rising to your heated skin. “Très bien! That expression is quite beautiful,” Rook chuckled jubilantly, “Won’t you let me see more?”

Rook could hear the tantalizing, yet subtle change in your breathing as he glimpsed up at you with a seductive gleam in his eyes. He’d be dishoring his code as a hunter if he didn’t gluttonize you⋯ or so he told himself, too charmed with your essence bared to him.

Beginning to leave kisses up along your leg, Rook brought his mouth along every inch of you until he’d climbed up onto the bed with you and had you instinctively bucking into him. He shook his head, clicking his tongue, “Non non, mon petit chou, you shouldn’t be moving around so much. Lay back, I’ll take care of you.”

You gulped as you did as you were told, flopping your head onto the pillow in sync with Rook gently lifting your legs over his waist. Your dizzy, yearning countenance was delicious—and he was going to drive you further into the throes of pleasure.

“Did you know? When you're tainted, you become a darker color, unable to return to pure white. There’s beauty in this sort of madness, too.”

[cuntyglam]

okay y’all, once the cat viper vs. kyros and duke dogstorm vs. fujitora polls wrap up, two new polls will go up. and then once all the polls on the right side are done, i’ll run the rest of the polls from round two !! i’m not waiting for the second side polls to be done just so there’s not so much time between polls. hope this makes sense !!

there is still time to vote for cat viper vs. kyros, dogstorm vs. fujitora, and all of the polls on the right side !! thank you for all the support on this so far !! all polls are under “#one piece disabled bracket”

[rei-ismyname]

The X-Men of Marvel Illustrated

Yeah, yeah, I know. This one is much less male gaze-y than the swimsuit special and has hilarious ads. I think it was a warm-up for the Swimsuit Special tbh.

Bouncing Beast in a shampoo ad. Ultra-X.

Lila Cheney joins a Dazzler show as a special guest, with Cats Laughing supporting. Kitty's having fun.

Festival gig! There's Wolverine on the left with (maybe) Ilyana. Maybe Colossus and Jean or Rachel on the right. A lot of mohawks around - anybody know what that's about?

Polaris and She-Hulk embracing green solidarity is cool, if a little tenuous.

Storm is... flying around with dinosaurs.

Not sure about this. I have to assume Boom Boom is over 18 or she wouldn't be here getting leered at, but I wouldn't put it past either Marvel or Liefield. Cable, you're like 100, what are you doing? Cannonball looks more taken with Tabby's behind than Rictor does. I wonder why.

Cowards! I wanna see Cable in a leopard print string bikini. Very 90s 'humor.' Why does he have a gun as tall as Jubes? Because he's Cable I guess. At least the girls are having fun.

Rachel, Psylocke, Dazzler and Kitty Pryde (plus Lockheed ofc) just kicking it at a waterfall. Rachel is checking out Kitty.

The White Queen and a bunch of villains I don't care about. Viper bought a gun along too, and Emma doesn't need one. This is pretty close to her usual clothes.

Lastly, an advertisement for the Yellow Pages featuring Magneto, lol. Cape game immaculate, as usual. I like to imagine that this is real in universe. Like he walked into wherever and said 'I want to be in a magazine. Make it so or feel the wrath of the master of Magnetism etc.' There's a lot going on here, but primarily Mags being as dramatic as possible.

[one-piece-moment-comparisons]

One Piece — "Sunachi!!!!"

From Volume 98 - Chapter 986 / Season 14 Episode 995. Kaido beheads Orochi and proclaims to ally with Big Mom and find the One Piece! Just as he's about to kill off Momonosuke as a final lesson to all the samurai, that they should give up hope and submit, the Akazaya Nine appear out of nowhere in complete surprise!!!

[ardentsong]

Tabletop Adventuring!

From Left to Right: Duman (commissioned by zav) playing the ginger mink bicolor fighter, Maple (my new friend) acting as Game Master, Cupcake (commissioned by kaf) playing the grey tabby thief/fighter, Burnt Toast Jr (mine, tiny bean) who is trying to play with the dice, Skittles (belongs to Cupcake, tail noodle) who has been assigned to keep the bean from messing with the dice rolls, and Pepper (my precious Pepper) who is playing the orange tabby archer. Duman has just rolled two successes on the pink (heroic) dice to attack the Green Woodland Viper. Pepper's character will be going next, and plans to shoot the Leaf Mite. All of this is made as 3D fanart for a lovely little pet game over at pixelcatsend.com where you can have a little village of pixel art cats and give them clothes and jobs have families and take them on adventures.

Pixel Cat's End is currently in closed beta, so you can't just sign up any time. However, the next opening will be tomorrow (as of this posting), from Fri June 23rd 2023 to Sun June 25th 2023. The next opportunity may not be for a few months, so I'm sorry if you're seeing this later. But if you are seeing this now... my now... and you think that picking what color socks to put on your grey tabby thief/fighter sounds like a nice diversion, here you go:

[optreasurecruise]

[blanketorghost]

A Taste of Something New (Pt. 2)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Hiiiieee.... finally I have written part 2 of this <3

I only got the motivation after i took the wrong bus back home and had to go thru a 2 hour bus trip teehee

Summary: Against his better judgement, Yuu wants to bring Azul a meaningful souvenir from the scalding sands.

Pairing: Yuu Fujisaki x Azul Ashengrotto (one-sided), Azul Ashengrotto x Jamil Viper (implied, one-sided)

Timeline: During/Post Al'ab Narya and Ch. 4. Pre Ch. 5

Notes: Azul may be OOC? Have never been good at writing him convincingly imho

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"Hmngh... hmph... mrrngh... Henchman! What's the hold up!!"

Grim calls out as he stuffs himself with another samosa, the tiny treat almost looking like a regular loaf of bread in the cat's hands. Yet, it disappears just as quickly as all the other meals and snacks he's been served. And as if that weren't enough, he had yet to be satisfied.

"I'm so sorry about all this..." Yuu mutters at one of the cooks as he hands Grim another tray of freshly baked naan bread and a bowl of baba ghannouj, knowing they'd be gone in seconds despite the agonizing hours it'd taken the Asim's staff to make the everything. Yet, the servant merely shakes his head and laughs.

"Nonesense. Seeing someone eat our food with such gusto is one of the biggest compliments a chef can get, and this isn't anything compared to what we have to prepare for our master's feasts. Please eat freely."

Yuu nods and sits down, a slight blush still dusting his cheeks. He gently takes a piece of naan as splits it, giving the other half to Grim, then dips the soft bread on the sauce, trying to get a healthy portion without spilling all over the expensive clothes.

"Hey, Yuu! Can you taste the pomegranate? I'm sure they added some juice to it!" Without waiting for Yuu to even take a bite and savor the flavor for himself, Grim shoves a pawful of baba ghannouj to his mouth, naan and all.

Goodness, cleaning Grim's fur after this will be hell on earth.

Yuu, with a few coughs, struggles to accept the food without choking. He tries to savor anything other than cat hair and the odd combination of flavors carried with them, all mixed with the baba ghannouj itself. His face turns red, and finally giving up, he chugs some lemonade from the copper cup right beside him. "Grim...! I have hands, I can feed myself." Yuu chides, still coughing a little and covering his mouth.

"But did you taste 'em?!"

"Well..." Yuu trails off, and before Grim can either throw a tantrum or shove another pawful of food into his mouth, another servant comes to the rescue. "Why not try it by itself, then? That way, you can savor the baba ghannouj with and without the naan to compare." She hands both Grim and Yuu a small spoon, and Yuu can't help but mouth off a silent 'thank you' for this small mercy he was given.

"I'm glad you decided to join me in the kitchen." Trey says as he scribbles something on his own notepad, nibbling on a cookie he now knew was called. Ma'amoul— one of Kalim's sibling's favorites. "What changed your mind?"

"Oh, you know..." Yuu shrugs "since Grim made this 'Gourmet club' up, and technically, that makes me its founder too, I'd thought it'd be nice if I contributed to it by gathering up recipes" Yuu says, nonchalantly taking a spoonful of the baba ghannouj. The taste is definitely odd... in a good way. But definitely unlike anything he'd ever had before in either Earth or Twisted Wonderland. He wondered if it would be the same for Azul.

"Why not buy a recipe book, then?"

"Do I look like the kind of person with the money to splurge on books?"

"Weelll...." Trey gives him a smirk— one Yuu had become all too familiar with in the past few months— and eyes him up and down. Of course, if anyone saw Yuu with the robes he had on now, they definitely would've thought he had the same wealth these clothes represented.

At Trey's response, Yuu gives him an unamused, sarcastic laugh and nudges him with his feet. "Hey. If I was slightly more cunning, desperate, or ungrateful, I definitely would've auctioned this off to the best bidder. But have you seen Kalim get sad?"

Trey shakes his head.

"It's heartbreaking. Believe me. And I don't wanna make him sad by selling off his gifts."

"Really? I don't think he'd mind if he knew what it was for."

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"

"Buying your crush a fancy recipe book, obviously."

"Shut up." Yuu toes his friend as Trey snickers, averting his eyes to the chai he was drinking with the cookies. "I don't even know what books he has. I could accidentally buy a duplicate. Besides, the Gourmet club..."

"Uh huh. That's totally the reason why you're here."

"If you keep at it, I'll tell Riddle of all of the Queen's Rules you've broken since we've got here."

"He won't mind. I've got boyfriend privileges."

"Oh, boo." Yuu huffs loudly and looks back down at the table, finally allowing himself to have another spoonful of the baba ghannouj. He takes his time savoring the creamy paste, "Hmn. This is great, actually." Yuu tries to take another bite, but before he even gets it, he notices that the bowl has already been scraped clean. ".... Grim?!" Yuu chastizes his pet/friend/child. "You couldn't even save me a little?"

"I saved you a spoonful!" The cat wiggles his own empty spoon around. "That's already quite generous, if I do say so myself."

"I couldn't even have it with the naan."

"Yeah you did! I gave you some!"

"No, you shoved some into my mouth. That's different."

"Meh. Same difference." Grim shrugs and moves onto the next plate of food, picking up a fork to spear up a kind of meatball. " 'Sides, I've been writing all the things I can taste down like you told me, look!" He waves over a stained piece of paper with barely anything legible in it. "See, Yuu? I'm being super nice right now!"

"Yeah. Super nice." Yuu grumbles as he turns around to look at Trey's notes, hoping he'd take pity on him and share his own findings on Scalding Sands cuisine. "Watcha got there?" He peeks at Trey's notebook, feigning innocent curiosity.

"Some dessert recipes. I don't think your loverboy may like them, though. They're very high on calories." Trey hums as he scribbles something out, then quickly crosses it out and replaces it with another note. "You may be luckier with salad and soup recipes."

"Yeah, I know." Yuu sighs and places a hand on his cheek. "But I want the recipe book to be really complete. If it's going to work as a Mostro Lounge menu reference, you know."

"Uh huh. You're such an attentive employee." Trey cracks another joke, but instead of snapping back, Yuu only deflates further, sighing once more.

"I just.... I like him a lot." He mumbles, a red tint slowly rising to his cheeks and ears. "I really want him to like it."

"I know." Trey reciprocates the sigh with another and looks back at his friend, an unsure expression on his face. Finally, after thinking it over, he gives Yuu a reassuring pat on the back. "Fine. I'll help you out with the desserts. But you'll have to ask the cooks directly for the more savory recipes."

Grim, which was just a mere seconds ago devouring a helping of H'riss, perks up at Trey's mention. "There's no need for that, henchman! I've written all the ingredients I could taste like you asked me, look!!"

Grim holds out a stained notepad proudly, all of which is filled with more chicken-scratch writing and doodles. Trey leans over and squints, taking off his glasses and putting them on again.

He turns to Yuu and raises and eyebrow, an expression which Yuu quickly shrugs off.

"Good job, Grimmy." Yuu ruffles his friend's head and smiles, taking the notepad. "Your handwriting has also gotten better."

Grim smiles proudly. "Of course! The great Grim-sama has the best handwritting in all of NRC!"

"Of course." Yuu chuckles, Trey also stifling a snicker in the background.

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Gathering recipes from the staff was surprisingly easy once Yuu's intentions were made public. It seemed that people's secrecy over treasured family recipes was forgotten as soon as the subject of love and wooing one's crush with food was brought up.

So much so, Yuu was able to fill up the entire test notebook in just that afternoon, now all he needed to do was pass on the clean writing to the one he was going to give Azul, and his gift would be complete.

At the suggestion of one of the cooks, Yuu also gathered sample-sized packets of Silk City exclusive spices and herbs, all paired up with a recipe for each. They were even kind enough to give some more expensive items like saffron for free, something he never would've been able to get with his meager budget.

"How are you feeling, Grim?" Yuu asks as he looks at his companion, all sprawled out in their guest bed after the firelit festival's celebrations.

Yuu had decided to skip over the majority of the banquet in favour of staying in his room crafting up the book, meticulously writing down each recipe by hand with as clean and clear handwriting as he could. Finally putting his childhood calligraphy classes to the test, Yuu's strokes are careful and deliberate, and he doesn't spare any details when it comes to the ornamentation of the titles of each recipe.

The ghost camera had also come in handy, each page having its own picture. Small ripples of steam could be seen wafting off some dishes, while with others, one could even smell the aroma of the items. It was, Yuu thought, something that made this recipe book stand out from the other ones he could've bought.

Surely, Azul would like this one... he hoped.

Grim, on the other hand, had spent the whole night partying with the others, and while Yuu felt a little bad by entrusting his pet-beast to Tsunotarō, he was sure it wouldn't be that much of a problem either way, given they already got along swimmingly. His friend arrived late into the night and practically flopped belly up onto the bed, making some dawn feathers fly out of the pillows.

"Mrrgh... so.... full...." Grim mumbles, his tummy completely stuffed in what Yuu could only guess would be double his body weight in food.

"Did you have fun?" Yuu asks, briefly lifting up his gaze from his writing to look at his friend, then switching his pen from one hand to the other once it got too tired.

"Yeah!!" Yuu raises a hand up. "There were... mgh... so many fireworks after the main show, and sparklers too! ... Kalim also showed us.... his monkeys n stuff." Grim says, his voice wavering from excited to dead tired with each word."

"I'm glad you did. You didn't cause any trouble in there, did you?" Yuu hums, smiling idly as he takes one of the spice packets and sticks it with some double-sided tape to the corresponding page.

"Of course not! I was... a good boy." Grim sleepily protests, then lifts his head up. "Henchman... why does the room smell so tasty? You're not hiding any snacks from me, are you??"

"Must be the spices." Yuu chuckles a bit, then unwraps a paper packet. "But I did save you some keema naan that the staff brought me for dinner."

"Yummy!" Grim, despite his apparent tiredness a few seconds ago, springs out from the bed and walks over to Yuu, sitting by his side and taking the bread in his paws. "Y'know, henchman. You should eat well too. Take this!" He says, ripping half of the naan, but Yuu shakes his head.

"It's fine. I already ate." Yuu smiles without taking his eyes off the notebook. "Besides, I could get the pages greasy."

"Hmph." Grim only shoots Yuu a look at his answer, and with a little hesitation, he eats the ripped up half along the rest.

They stay there for a few minutes, Grim chewing on his food happily while Yuu continues writing, juggling the pen between his two hands with a soft smile on his face. With a small groan, he stops only to stretch out his wrists and fingers, spinning them in slow, clockwise circles.

"... Hey, Grim?" Yuu asks as he rubs his right hand, squeezing every now and then. His voice is soft and low as he speaks, a little flustered, even. "... Do you think... Azul will like this?"

He looks down at the remaining pages, looking at the detailed instructions and intricate writing, a soft blush dusting his cheeks.

Grim stays silent for a second, mulling over his thoughts as he stares at Yuu, then clicks his tongue.

"He'd be real dumb if he didn't."