#Mundo goes where he pleases

[piltover-sharpshooter]

//OH GOD I JUST DISCOVERED THAT MY 'NEW SERIAL KILLER' THING CAN BE MUNDO, FUCK.

Alright, no matter it's not Mundo, it's someone else because I said so lmao. I don't care that so many of the clues point to him, it's someone else.

[andreawritesit]

hi ! May i request a one-shot of aizen x fem!reader it goes like he kidnapp her to hueco mundo after his betrayal and telling her to be on his side but she refuses saying that He is not the same person she loved! Like Pure angst please.

Fandom: Bleach Pairing: Aizen x Reader Words: 1,280

Cold.

It's so cold.

Slowly, clutching my head, I sat up and found myself in a small room with only one small window that was barred. The harsh, sterile wind hit me and suddenly I remembered where I was. Hueco Mundo. I was with Captain Hitsugaya, on a patrol in Karakura town. We were looking out for hollows when someone hit my head from behind. The last thing I remember seeing was a pair of green eyes.

The room I was in had white walls, one table with some food, and a small inaccessible window. I got up and tried to open the door. It was locked. I thought of shouting for help but stopped at the right moment. There was no one to help me. I was in his castle. The thought of seeing him again filled me with dread. Suddenly, the door slammed open and a weird-looking man entered. Looking at his face, I realized that he had the same eyes I had seen before fainting. As he walked towards me, it became clear that he wasn't a human.

"Come with me." His voice was gentle, just like his. I shook my head and took a few steps back. He said nothing for a moment before walking up to me and grabbing my arm.

"I was not asking." He dragged me out of the room and out into the hallway. After a short dragging, we reached a big door. He opened the door and pushed me inside, leaving and closing the door behind me. I looked around and gathered that it was a hall of some sort.

"Hello, darling."

His voice rattled my being like the wind does to the leaves. I looked up and saw him. Aizen was sitting on a throne that was up on a pedestal. His presence was as imposing as ever. The man I had once trusted, the man I had once adored, now felt like a stranger. His eyes, which had once held warmth and intelligence, now gleamed with an unsettling ambition that chilled me to the bone.

I wanted to say a lot to him, wanted to scream at him, ask him why he did what he did but all I could muster was, "Sosuke..."

He smiled at hearing his name and I wanted to wipe it off of his face. "Why am I here?"

“You can’t stay in the world of the living anymore,” Aizen said, his voice smooth and authoritative.

"And why is that?"

“They would never understand your loyalty to me. Here, you’ll be safe. You’ll be with me, where you belong.”

I stared at him, my heart aching with a pain I hadn’t known was possible. “Is that what you think this is? Loyalty?” A humorless laugh left my lips.

His gaze never wavered, not a flicker of doubt or remorse in those cold, calculating eyes. “You were always by my side. I expect nothing less now.”

His words lit an inferno of anger and resentment inside me. I clenched my fists, feeling the sharp sting of my nails digging into my palms.

"You must either be naive or delusional to think that I will stand with you after everything you've done. You betrayed us! Betrayed me!"

He didn't show a single emotion on that handsome face of his. He just looked at me, his gaze seemingly empty. I wanted to hurt him like he hurt me. I wanted to see him cry like I had cried since he left.

“You’re not the same person I fell in love with, Aizen,” I whispered, my voice trembling with the weight of those words.

For the first time, I saw something shift in his expression. It was subtle, but it was there—a flash of something like hesitation, or maybe regret. But it was gone as quickly as it appeared, replaced by that infuriatingly composed mask he always wore. A frustrated sigh escaped me and I felt like tearing my hair out. He had this effect on me and I hated him for it.

“You’re mistaken,” he said calmly. “I’m still the man you loved. But I’ve simply become something more. Something greater.”

“Greater?” I repeated, disbelief lacing my tone. “You’ve betrayed everything you once stood for. You’ve betrayed me. You used to care about the people you protected, about justice and balance. Now… now you’re consumed by this obsession with power. You’re not the Aizen I knew.”

He got off his chair and descended down to where I was standing. As he came closer, I could feel his reiatsu, powerful and suffocating, pressing down on me. But I refused to back down, lifting my chin in defiance.

“You misunderstand,” Aizen said softly, almost tenderly. "I have always been like this. Deep in your soul, you know it. That is why I have never used my Kyokasuigetsu on you. I never needed to. Your soul saw mine and accepted it as it is. And what I’m doing is necessary. The Soul Society is corrupt and stagnant. I’m bringing about a new era—one where we won’t be bound by their outdated rules.”

“And what about me?” I demanded, my voice breaking. “What place do I have in this ‘new era’ of yours? A pawn? A tool? Or just another trophy to add to your collection?”

He reached out, his fingers brushing against my cheek. It was a familiar gesture, one that used to bring me comfort. But now, it only made my skin crawl. I pushed his hand away and took a step back.

“I want you by my side,” he said, his voice low, almost coaxing. “Together, we can shape the future.”

I shook my head, pain written clearly on my face. He might not have used his zanpakuto on me but his silver tongue was enough to manipulate anyone. I refused to let him do that anymore.

“No. I can’t follow you down this path, Aizen. You’ve become… something I don’t recognize. And I won’t be a part of it.”

His eyes darkened on hearing my refusal, the gentle persuasion in his tone replaced by a steely resolve. “You’re making a mistake. There’s no going back now. The Soul Society will hunt you down, just as they hunt me. Here, in Hueco Mundo, you’ll have power and protection. You’ll have me.”

I closed my eyes, feeling the tears I had fought so hard to hold back finally escape. “But at what cost? The Aizen I loved is gone. You killed him when you chose this path. And I can’t love a dead man."

His face was still, his gaze on me, searching. But I didn’t waver. I wouldn’t. I couldn't.

Finally, he turned away, his back to me as he spoke. “So be it. But know this—you’ll remain here, with or without your consent. In time, you’ll see the truth.”

My eyes widened in surprise. "You can't possibly keep me hostage here! I won't allow it."

"You are too naive if you think you have any authority here. This is my castle, my domain. You will do as I say."

"Aizen! You can't do this to me! I will not be anyone's prisoner!"

He turned toward me and a melancholic smile found its way onto his face. "Prisoner? I want you to be my equal, my partner. Until you're ready to see the truth of the world you hold so dear, you shall remain here. Don't worry, I have never hurt you and I never will."

As he walked away, I realized something I already knew - the man I loved was gone, and all that remained was a shadow of who he used to be.

[drgarrisonandpaul]

The Quincys Around Kids

Again, SUPER open to criticism, discussion, and additions. I love talking to people <3

Quilge: He hates them and he doesn't want to be around them, but he's not aggressive. Just stiff and uncomfortable. Like, maybe they bumble around and show him their toys and he just goes "Ohhhh, wow that's... that's greaaattttt." Honestly, he prefers teens. They can just mutually ignore each other.

Askin: Doesn't hate them, but also doesn't exactly "like" them. They're messy and loud and gross. He'll be a nice wine uncle though, bring them little gifts that their parents disapprove of like fake tattoos and clip-on piercings.

Mask De Masculine: He's the best possible Quincy you could ever leave your kid with. Mask can be gentle but he can just as easily be rough, depending on the kid. Wanna wrestle? Why not. He'll wrestle a three-year-old, but he'll have also have enough restraint to get on their level. Timid kid that just wants to draw? Heck yeah! He'll sit down at your Dora table and draw all day! Though... he might break the matching Dora chairs-

Nanana: Also a pretty chill dude to leave your kid with. He's probably going to sit back and just chill and play video games or board games with them. One of my headcanons is that he's a mathematician at heart because it just sounds awesome paired with his "Morphine Pattern" Grids. He'd be more than happy to help with math homework, whether it be addition, time, or (his favorite) graphing.

Uryu: He's awkward around kids. Like, he likes them, and he has a way with them. However, something about him just DRAWS kids towards him. Kids love this poor man, happy to play and draw and hang out with him, and he just stands there and lets them drag him away like "Uhhhh, okayyyy, where are we goinggg???" and then he's stuck playing barbies for three hours (he loves it)

Giselle: ... ... no.

Gremmy: He's being nice, but also the kids are terrified of him. If he finds a child that ISN'T afraid of him, they'll probably grab a huge box and play rocketship. Gremmy feels like a rocketship-player.

Äs Nödt: Horrendous with children. He's tried being timid, and proceeds to get walked on. He's tried being more intense, and proceeds to scare them. He can't really find a balance in interacting with kids so he simply... doesn't.

Jugram: Please don't leave your child with this man, he will show them around the Silbern and there are things in the Silbern that children should NOT be seeing. Like war things and his collection of knives (he's totally a knife collector)

Ryūken: We see how he is with Uryu. This man cares for almost nothing, he's dull and cold and doesn't really connect emotionally with ANYTHING

Bazz-B: One would think that because of his aggression and punk guy attitude that Bazz isn't good with kids, and they'd be wrong. He's awesome with kids. He'll take them on his motorcycle (he totally has a motorcycle and does donuts in Hueco Mundo), he'll get them some ice cream, and he'll buy them some Pokémon cards. They'll probably play Xbox all day, even if the kid can't figure out the controls

Bambietta: Might scare the kid even if she doesn't mean it, she's pretty intense and explosive, but with a kid that can match her energy? I can see her taking them outside and blowing things up with them, either literally or with little soldier toys, making mouth noises for the explosions

Yhwach: I mean... you COULD leave your child with this man. You shouldn't, but you COULD. Sure, they'd be alive and well and probably happy at the end of the day, since I can definitely see him being calm and level-headed and sweet with a child. But the kid might also have a new little baby Sternritter uniform

Robert Accutrone: He doesn't talk to the kid, since he doesn't know what to really say, however, he does make them pancakes and turn on Bluey or Steven Universe for them. Have a lazy day

[brittscafe]

can you put more content for ichigo kurosaki, please all that crosses your mind💞

Yes, of course!! <3

Ichigo Kurosaki Headcanons

SFW:

∙ He's super romantic.

∙ Prepared to be spoiled with attention and gifts. He loves being around you all the time and always gets you flowers. Mostly picked from his walks to and from school.

∙ loves to spend quality time with you when he can since he's always out being a substitute soul reaper. You practically live at his house.

∙ Is always super careful around you and promises to never harm you or let you come in harms way.

∙ cheek kisses, all the time. Especially if he's leaving for Hueco Mundo or the soul society.

∙ You don't even have to ask for any of his sweatshirts because he already has a pile dedicated for you.

∙ Very long hugs before he leaves where he's squeezing you as tight as he can without hurting you.

∙ If he's gone, he'll leave your safety in his family's arms and they always have your back. Ichigo knows you can take care of yourself, but he always has his family watch after you.

∙ When he returns from a mission or anything, his first priority is you. When you reunite, he will pick you up from the ground and spin you around in his arms.

∙ His laughter rings throughout your eardrums and a smile tugs on your face. You adore his laughter, it's the best thing in the world.

∙The moment he returns home and every minute is spent with you in his bedroom alone.

∙ He can go on and on about what happened on his missions while he holds you in his arms.

∙ You rest your head on his chest and trace shapes on his chest as you listen to his voice. You smile to yourself as you listen.

∙ Once you've heard your fair share of his story, you immediately press your lips against his.

∙ He chuckles into the kiss as he knows this is your very kind way of saying, you've heard enough.

∙ Although, Ichigo knows when you've tuned out of the conversation and he does it just so you can cut him off with your lips.

∙ Isshin is always there to wake you two up in the morning if you accidentally fall asleep in his bed, entangled in each other's arms. Your leg over his lower stomach and your head nuzzled into his neck as his chin rests on the top of your head.

∙ You secretly love it as you feel apart of the family.

∙ Isshin has never had to worry about you two sleeping in the same bed because he trusts you...

NSWF:

∙ Which is why Ichigo's hand is almost always covering your mouth when he's thrusting into you in the middle of the night.

∙ Ichigo loves to have a romantic night planned with you and candles around the room.

∙ He's never rough with you in bed and would never do anything to harm you unless you ask.

∙He will always take his time undressing you and kissing every inch of your body to make you feel loved.

∙ He'll never admit it, but he goes crazy when you tug on that strawberry hair of this when he's deep inside of you.

∙ He's not much of a receiver, but is always willing to go down on you. You don't even have to ask and he's already got your pants off.

[simpcityy]

I just thought up this request I don’t know if ur requests are still open but I can wait if they aren’t (no pressure!) k so my idea is Miguel Ohara x reader where the reader has powers similar to klaus from the umbrella academy they can talk to the dead and when they first see Miguel they just know he’s lost someone and he’s still grieving and later on they comfort him over it, maybe Gabrielle’s spirit shows up and gives him the closure he needs

Thank you so much Anon for being my ever first request! I made sure to make it my best writing ever! Enjoy!

Our Little Secret (Miguel O'Hara X Ghost Seeing! Spider-Person Reader)

Quick Background: Reader can see the dead; they can see and talk to them, but they do it in private in case other people think they are going crazy. Reader can also have the ability to let ghosts possess them if they require their assistance. 

Word Count: 2.5k

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any of its characters!

Warnings: A bit of sad stuff, ghost, comfort in the end! (H/N) means hero name. Use of (Y/N), Ghost Briella

Spanish Translation (Since there is a lot and I want you to understand the short story, so it goes up top for this post) 1. Lo siento: I'm Sorry 2. Gracias: Thank you 3. Qué? ¿Cómo conseguiste eso: What? How did you get that? 4. Nunca: Never 5. Tú? Puedes ver a los muertos: You? You can see the dead? 6. Suficiente!: Enough! 7. Mi sol: My Sun 8. Mi mundo: My world 9. Yo también te quiero: I love you too 10. Mi sol, lo siento mucho por ser la razón por la que no puedes cruzar: My Sun, I am very sorry that I am the reason you can't cross over. 11. Prometo que cambiaré, y seguiré tu consejo, sé que debe dolerte verme solo. Además, creo que encontré a alguien que podrá hacer lo que me pedistes: I promise I will change, and I will follow your advice, I know it must be painful for you to see me alone. Besides, I think I have found someone who can do what you asked me of. 12. Ve a la luz, Mi Sol: Go to the light, my sun. 13. Muchas gracias: Thank you so much. 14. Muy bien, es un trato: Alright, it's a deal.

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You walked around the Spider Society Headquarters following Jess, a woman you met not long ago. You try to concentrate on what she was saying only to be distracted by the number of ghosts lingering around the base. “So many dead uncles. And relatives” You whisper before paying attention back to Jess. “What was that?” She turns around. “Nothing! I just said there are a lot of Spider people, it’s amazing.” Chuckling nervously, you continue to follow her. She stopped to talk to a couple of young Spiderlings. You patiently waited and tried to ignore the ghost calling for you.

 “Can you see me?”

“Can you help me please!” 

You tried to shut them out, controlling your breathing but their pleads for help only made your heart ache. You wish you could help them all out but there is only one you and so many ghosts still stuck in the world. Those who need help to pass over to the light, but you knew better. It would be impossible to help all the ghosts. Sometimes this power of yours, is a curse but you push those negative thoughts away. “You alright?” Jess placed a hand on your shoulder. Finally, the voices of help were gone. Nodding, you smile at her “Yeah. So, when do I get to meet the big boss?” You fixed your mask a bit, patiently waiting for her response. “Speaking of that, I was just informed Miguel’s back, so follow me.” She guides you down the hall. You followed, still spotting a few ghosts lingering around the halls. You did your best to look past them but, in the end, they always know. Your eyes glanced over to the door, you could tell right away that room was filled with sadness, devastation, overall, you know behind that door someone was grieving a loss. 

Once the doors opened, your eyes scanned around the room. Whenever someone is grieving, there is always a ghost attached to them. Any negative emotions bring either good or bad ghosts. After scanning the room, you find nothing and focus on the tall and muscular man which you presume was the leader of this whole function. Seeing he was the only person in the room, you knew he was the vessel of all this negative emotion. Once he turned to look at you, you were right on the nail. You could tell right away he’s grieving a loss of someone dear to him. Composing yourself you smiled at him “(Y/N), also known as (H/N)” You introduced yourself before watching a figure turn around the corner quickly making something fall down. You quickly webbed the item before it fell and broke. “Woah, nice reflexes there.” You looked up to see a small woman appear in front of you. “Um? Thanks” you say looking back where the figure has run off. “Lyla, I didn’t call for you.” Miguel glances at his AI. “Ahh Come one, I just wanted to meet the new recruit.” She then appears on your shoulder taking a selfie with you. “This one is for the memories!” She then disappears. You only stood there trying to take in everything that was happening at once. "Lo siento* Lyla is my AI, and she can be a bit…much” Miguel mutters before grabbing the item from you placing it on his desk. “I um…it’s alright. I’ll get used to it eventually.” You look past him trying to see if you can see the figure again before giving up seeing nothing. Looking at him, all you can see is a man who lost something or rather someone. “I wanted to thank you for letting me in the team…I didn't know there were so many spider people out there…I don’t feel alone…mostly.” You say to him, knowing no one else in the spider society can see ghosts like you. Unless they haven’t found them, it’s only you so far. “More threats are coming so it’s important to expand the Spider society.” Miguel walked around you. “I’ve been monitoring your fighting ability and I have to say I’m impressed. We need more people on the team like you.” ‘Wait? Did he just say monitoring me?!’ You thought before thanking him. “Thanks, it’s years of practice of being a spider hero.” You looked over to his screen seeing him watching each Spider person's missions. ‘Does he know I see ghosts if he’s been watching me?’

After the brief introduction with your boss, you walked around the empty hall to head to the cafeteria before stopping to see a small head poking before they let out a childish gasp hiding back. Looking around, you quickly walk over “no no!” You whisper, “It’s okay, I won’t hurt you.” You looked around the halls before hearing a small voice behind you.

 “You can see me?” 

Turning around you are met with a young girl, kneeling down, you smile at her nodding. “Yup I can see you...and you were that troublemaker who knocked the item off.” You gently poke her nose only for your finger to go through her. She still giggled before nodding, “It was an accident” She whispers. “It’s fine, I know young ghosts like you have a hard time using your little ghost powers” You assure her before looking around making sure no one else was walking by. “I heard there is a lounge room near here, think you can guide me so we can talk more?” You smile as she nodded quickly, guiding you to the room. Once you made it, you peaked in seeing it empty and walked in. “Okay, let’s start with this, my name is (Y/N)” You sat on the sofa and looked at her. “My name is Gabriella, but you can call me Briella, it was what my Papa always calls me” She sat next to you, but her body hovered over the couch. “That’s my next question, is your father, Miguel?” When Briella heard his name her eyes showed admiration, nodding quickly. “Yes! He’s the best and I know he’s trying his best.” She puts her hands up showing how much he was the best. You smiled at her love for Miguel, “Perhaps…that's what prevented you from moving forward…ever thought of crossing over?” You didn’t want to pressure her into crossing over, every ghost was different, some cross over right away and others take their time. Briella thought for a moment, “Yes…but I haven’t seen the light.” She looked at you with her eyes tearing up. Panicking you tried to rub her back but once again your hand went through. “No no, it’s okay, it just means there is something or rather someone preventing you, your father” You explained to the young girl. “Want my help?” You asked as she nodded her head quickly. 

“Okay, this is what we need to do.” 

It’s been a week and finally, you were going to set the plan. You were slowly getting the hang of ignoring the ghosts in the HQ. You would have your private conversations with Briella in the lounge room. Becoming friends with the girl, you felt bad for her. She feels so alone here with the rest of the ghosts not minding her as they were busy trying to find a way to cross. She was ecstatic to call you a friend. Sitting on a table at the cafeteria, you spotted Jess carrying a heavy pile of folders. “This is our chance, meet me at your father's office” You whisper out to Briella before getting up. “Here let me help Jess” You quickly took the folders from her. “Is this going out to Miguel? I can take them; you need some rest after all.” You assure her. Jess chuckles “I owe you one, my back is killing me!” She chuckles before sitting down. “Be careful, it’s pretty heavy” She calls out as you walk out of the cafeteria. “You don’t say” You grunt at the weight leaning slightly to the right before fixing yourself. 

You walked through the door to Miguel’s office. “I have folders for you!” You called out to him seeing him working up on the platform. You pant heavily once you set them down on a desk. “How can she be so strong?” You mutter referring to Jess. She didn’t seem to have trouble holding these files. “Gracias*, leave them there.” He doesn’t bother turning around. You look over to Briella who nodded her head. ‘Alright, we’re both ready’ you think before sitting on the desk next to the folders. “I have a question” You called out. “And?” He kept working on the screens. “How much do you know about me? Seeing you’ve been watching and all.” This got his attention, he stopped and turned around glancing down at you from his platform. “What? Why do you ask?” He jumps down landing in front of you. You kept standing there, “Well, I was reading these” You pulled out a file with your name. “ Qué? ¿Cómo conseguiste eso*?” He tries to take it from you, but you pull it away in time. “A little friend help me” You smile under your mask hearing Briella giggle. Miguel only rubbed the bridge of his nose, “Hobie” He mutters. You shake your head, “No but there is one detail you missed about me, a power you forgot to add.” You opened the file reading it. “Reading this makes me look too normal like any other spider person…I wish I was like that.” You mutter thinking back to all the ghosts' pleas of help you had to ignore. “I never miss anything, Nunca*” He watches you reading your file before caging you in grabbing the file from you. You let out a gasp before composing yourself, thank God for the mask covering your face. “Well, I can see the dead” You mutter looking at him. “Tú? Puedes ver a los muertos*” He lets out a sigh, “I don’t have time to play games” He looks at you, frowning. “It’s the truth…” You slip under him trying to keep it safe for Briella eyes, but you have to admit, she has a good-looking dad but right now you had better things to do then eye her father up and down. “Your daughter, Gabriella, is here with us.” You watched him as he stayed silent and next thing you know; you were slammed to the wall. “suficiente*!” He yelled as his hand pushed your shoulder roughly into the wall. You grunt letting him, he has years of grief pent up, you give him the pass for today only. You watched as Gabriella gasp panicking and appears next to you whispering something to you. 

“You don’t know anything! She’s long gone!” He yells pushing you more into the wall. You only look up to him “Mi sol*” You whisper out in pain. He stops “What was that?” He pulls his hand away from your shoulder. “You would call her Mi Sol when in reality she’s your world but calling her Mi mundo* was odd for her, so you stuck with Mi Sol” You looked over seeing him shocked. Miguel backed away before looking around “Mi Sol?” He calls out in the open. “She’s behind you” You walked away from the wall and stood next to Briella. “She’s standing next to me; she reaches around my waist” You called out her height. Miguel looked at your waist then moved his head over. Gabriella smiles seeing her father was looking at her, well though her since she wasn’t visible to him. “Briella would you like to?” You asked her but she shakes her head. “What?” Miguel looks at you. “I asked if she wanted to possess my body so she can speak with you, but it seems she doesn’t want to. So, I’ll be the interpreter” You smile at him.

You and Miguel sat on the ground as Briella converse with her father through you. “Tell him I love him so much!” She smiles. You chuckle and look at Miguel, “She says she loves you so much.” Miguel looks so much better to you; he was smiling for once ever since you met him. His smile was contagious, it even made you smile for no reason. “Yo también te quiero*” He looks at the empty spot near you. “Oh! Tell him to be happy, that soon I will be crossing over. When I do, I want him to find someone who loves him as much as I do! Someone who will look after him for me…like you.” You quickly turned to her “ W-What?” You looked away before translating to Miguel, “She says to be happy, that soon when she crosses over, she wants you to find someone who loves you as much as she does...someone who will look over you while she’s gone.” You repeat leaving out the last part making Briella cross her arms pouting. You let out a quiet chuckle watching her reaction. Miguel looks over at the empty spot again, “Mi sol, lo siento mucho por ser la razón por la que no puedes cruzar.*” He begins as Gabriella looks at him carefully, paying attention. “Prometo que cambiaré, y seguiré tu consejo, sé que debe dolerte verme solo. Además, creo que encontré a alguien que podrá hacer lo que me pedistes*.” He says while looking at you. You were busy looking around the office to give them their space till they needed you again for translation. 

You look over seeing a light, “Briella…it’s time” You smile walking over to them. “Is it the light?” Miguel gets up looking at you. You nodded, “It’s time for her to cross.” Miguel took a deep breath in and looked over at the direction you were looking, “Ve a la luz, Mi Sol*” He whispers. Gabriella walked over to it, stopping in front of it. “Tell him I love him, and I will miss him...also thank you (Y/N)” She smiles before going in. You watched as the light disappeared, “She said she loves you and that she’s going to miss you.” You look over to him only to feel his arms around you. “Thank you…Muchas gracias*” he whispers into your shoulder. You felt his tears staining your suit, you rubbed his back. “It's no problem.” You whisper back. Pulling back, it quickly wipes his tears before looking down at you, “This needs to stay between us” He steps back a bit. You smile “I was about to say the same, keep that ghost power out of the files for me…I don’t need all the spider people asking me if I can see their dead uncle or something” She sighs. Miguel lets out a deep chuckle. It felt nice seeing him happy, hearing his chuckle and seeing that handsome smile. “Muy bien, es un trato.” He pulls his hand out, you grab it shaking it. 

“It’s our Little Secret.”

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[bbq-potato-chip]

HI HAI HOPE IM NOT TOO LATE FOR TH ASK GAME BUT ✨ your silly lil green guy. yknow the one. ulquiorra. please please tell me about him ive been spectating from afar and i need to know abt him so bad. as silly or as serious as you want, say anything, ijust wanna hear abt him from a certified Appreciator(tm). be free :]

Aaaaaag!!!!! SHAKING FOAMING AT THE MOUTH !!!!

At last I am enabled HE IS MY FUNNY LITTLE GREEN GUY AND I LOVE HIM I am honored to be chosen as a certified appreciatior ANYWAY SO UM let me just explain like. What he is rlly quick because there are so many different types of guys in the whole bleach world

you have humans, who live in the world of the living and souls (dead people) who also live in the world of the living and then you have hollows which are like corrupted souls that the soul reapers gotta defeat to get them to love on to the next life (which is in the soul society)(the soul reapers also live there)(the soul reapers are also dead people)(it’s like a whole reincarnation thing)

the hollows live in this other dimension called hueco mundo they look like this (the guy on the left- hollows are more “monster-y” looking whereas arrancars are more human looking but they still have the holes where their hearts should be-hence the term hollow)

So these guys called arrancars (that’s what ulquiorra is!!!) they’re hollows that have been modified to be kind of…like a cross between a soul reaper and hollows because they have swords (soul reaper thing) but are also hollows. Basically like. You have a bear and your like let me give that bear a gun. Like that. The main antagonist is responsible for all that for reasons™️ but that’s a whole other thing in it of itself. But yeah he’s like an an evil henchmen.

but onto greater, more important things

ok completely on a surface level his charcter design is like. 10/10

I don’t know much abt charcter design but since his colors are limited he really like stands out (it’s part of the reason why I think kny characters have such good designs because they stick to the two main color plus accent color)

He’s mostly black n white with accents with green which is just so striking and the green tear makeup is just *chefs kiss* PLUS the combination of the traditional Japanese hakufu pants combined with the almost (not rlly sure how to put it) like European tail coat kind of deal he’s got going on really is such an interesting combination of two different cultural fashions. Ichigo (the guy on the right) has kind of a similar deal going on with the pants and the more western looking tuxedo looking deal and they’re design are supposed to Parallel each other for thematic reasons but PERSONALLY I think ulquiorra does it way better . But idk Maybe I’m biased!!

And there’s his other powered up forms which are just so cool

He’s so edgy. I love him this slaps so hard I cannot deny he’s so creaturecore

ok so now. Plot stuff

so basically his whole deal is that he’s a nihilist. Throughout his appearance he’s always like oooh nothing matters I don’t care blah blah blah despite the fact that he has emo make up. He does NOT put the emotion in emo. (Which, at least my impression of emo is about wearing emotions on your sleeve. I don’t know much abt emo as like a whole but if anyone has any like critique on my definition please let me know I’d love to learn more) My man is emo in style but is like yeah whatever I don’t feel emotions I don’t have a heart I’m not human don’t think of me as a human I’m a logical emotionless creature yadayada.

it’s such an interesting design choice to me because it really highlights how…hypocritical his worldview is. As the story goes on you can see his whole nothing matters deal kind of crack, towards his finally battle we see him get angry and surprised and then (spoiler alert) love right before he dies.

And you really can’t talk about ulquiorra without talking about orihime.

orihime was kidnapped basically by orders of the main antagonist because she has powers that he needs for reasons™️. It’s kind of a long explanation why so I’ll just leave it at that. But the whole reason Orihime is there was because she loves her friends, and she goes over to the side of the enemy because she didn’t want her friends to get hurt (basically the “bad guys” were like come with us or we’ll kill your friends and she was like. Well I guess I have to go because I love my friends) which is like the complete opposite of ulquiorra because he’s all like whatever friendship love and bonds are all bull. But as he interacts with her he gets (upset?curious? Not sure of the wording) about what it means to have a heart (or a bond with another person really). I just love how as we move through the arc we see him gradually more humanized, partly as a result of orihime being all like. You’re wrong things DO matter but also because he IS human in a way.

specifically there’s a scene in his backstory one shot where orihime catches him sleeping and brings him food and it just shows that yeah maybe he’s not technically a regular guy but he gets sleepy and needs a little snack!!! He’s grumpy about it but I just love how it portrays him in such a different way than we usually get to see him. (He’s embarrassed he’s so funny. “Ooooh I take naps and eat snacks 🙄so embarrassing” He’s so silly)

As he talks to orihime throughout this arc he gets CLOSER to understanding as his whole nothing matters deal keeps getting shut down by her when he tries to convince her that nothing matters. But he really doesn’t GET it until right before his death when he realizes what “the heart” is. Because orihime showed him humanity and kindness he’s like oooohhhh I get it now. But at the last second which just is so…cries

anyway. He finally realizes what it means to care about something as he dies and it’s so tragic because this is the first time he’s ever felt anything and now he’s going to die reaching out to her. It’s probably THE most tragic anime scene I’ve ever watched it kills me literally Everytime I watch it screaming crying throwing up. You know the deal!!!

Then after that whole arc is finished the author published this art . And look at him. He’s so silly look at him

Anyway. *does jazz hands 👐 * that’s my guy!!!

!!!

Also!!! Fun facts(tm)

-Ulquiorras name was based off of Spanish architect and the castle that he lives in is based off of abstract Spanish architecture . Which I just think is really neat

-His birthday is on December 1!!!

-i just think he’s neat!!!

Anyway thank you so much for the ask I am so sorry this took forever to respond to I jus have SO many thoughts and typing on my phone takes FOREVER anyway I hope I did him justice!!!

[my0vershareworld]

𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕚𝕖𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Pairing: Szayelaporro Granz x GN!Arrancar reader

Genre: Fluff, One shot.

Word count: 994 Words.

CW: None

Requested by anon: Hii can you do a one shot or short story where Szayelaporro realizes he’s fallen inlove with his friend and confesses his feelings (Arrancar reader please ) 😋

he was working in his lab, like usual for the bestest and greatest being and scientist he is! he still needs to keep on learning to reach 'perfection'. there was screams from his test subject (Fracciones) here and there, but it never bother him ever. suddenly he heard a knock on the door of his palace, he sense a familiar presence and he goes to get the door, is his little friend! [Name]! he smiled when he opened the door to be greeted with your smile. he then grab your hand and take the lead as he pull out his remote to change his palace palace and make the living room right ahead of the both of them as he then opened the door for you to get inside and he get in after you.

the both of you sat on the couch and talk about whatever, but all he did was stare at you, the both of you been friend for a long time..a hundred of years even? you were always there to kept him company, others thinks he's a weirdo because of..a lot of reasons really but he never minded them..but is still nice to have a someone besides him. but he thought all of this to himself and he was quite getting distracted by it..until you called out his name

"Szayel?? Szayelaporro?? Granz?? ya there??" you said with worried voice and face on your face as you gently been tapping him for a minute by now until he finally snap back to reality.

"oh uh yes? sorry, I got distracted by my thoughts a bit" he said still looking straight into your eyes, something in your eyes..makes him can't get it off of you..he must admit, he been feeling like this for quite a while..months even? it just..have been a while..long..too long for his own good. is been too long that is uncomfortable even for him. his heart always race so hard around you and when the feelings started to happen he adores you more and more each day and always think you look as majestic as ever..but just more and more amazing each time he saw you. whenever he sees you he felt his face lighting up almost every time you get closer to him. he shouldn't feel this way towards a friend..right?

when you left he actually will finally think of a way to know what is this feeling..after fucking months you lazy fuck, but he have no idea of what to do, he tried making a clone of you and then stare at you for hours but something doesn't feel right, something is yelling at him that this it just..isn't you. he done many many ways for many many days and still don't know what is wrong with him. he was so determined to try and find out what was wrong with him, because he thinks that if he doesn't know what is wrong with him that he isn't the perfect being, he have to know everything to make sure he's the perfection.

and there he was. finally finding out. what was going on with him, love, he was feeling something that is weak, pathetic, and soft. he was standing still, frozen, shock, flabbergasted, bamboozled, his eyes was wide and so is his mouth. he felt confusion everywhere in his mind even in the corner of it. "what. in. lord. Aizen. name" he is confused by all this..but now he have to do more research in this 'love' thing so he can get a sure and perfect depiction of it, but Arrancars isn't made for something so soft like this so called 'love'..he have to get it from somewhere else..the world of the living, where humans have all of those confusing emotions, but now..he don't know how to detect those who are 'in love' so now he take more days to make a thing just so he can detect someone if they liked someone or not..his first victim was Orihime because she's the only human in Hueco Mundo at the time..thanks Aizen. he goes to her room and started asking her questions while also taking notes on how she act when he mentioned someone she liked..oh yeah that carrot head she loved the guy, she always deny it and stuff but her actions is speaking the exact opposite and her face seems all red while also moving around like a giddly child..oh well this is him inside. this is enough he's done. he say thank you for the help and walk away, back to his palace he go.

he's quite frustrated from how he felt..such a weak and pathetic feeling like this..but oh well..he can't help it. well now onto the next thing to do

he'll started flirting with you, throwing flirts at you here and there while smirking, he'll do everything just to get you to seems interested in him. the more he do it the more he was sure he got you under his control, and when he was 100% sure you were into him just like he is to you, he'll finally give a confession, which is half ass honestly, it'll either make you mad or laugh or both even because he's such an asshole

he'll do it just randomly while pushing you against the couch smiling, while also holding your hands and being on top of you. "oh, my dear [Name]! you seems to have been caught in my little flirt haven't you? I could noticed that! well to be honest with you, I am too! isn't that a surprise? I never even planned to like you! you should feel grateful for this too, a perfect Espada like me loving an arrancar like you..almost seems impossible, doesn't it? but here I am! I really love to learn more about you really..and I wanted to be the most perfect of all the Arrancars.. will you be the last piece to make me the perfect being?"

---------------------------------Accept?------------------------------------

-------------------------->Yes-------------->No-----------------------------

[onlyplatonicirl]

correcto-mundo my friend, reaper is one of my favourite utmv characters because i just really like personifications of death, and he sillay

ive always loved the hc that he is a chronic coffee drinker, man's job must be proper stressful so he needs his caffeine fix to keep him going, after all its not like he has a heart to explode with the amount he drinks

his favourite and go-to coffee order is usually just a cappuccino with an extra shot of espresso, 'for that kick', i think he has this favourite coffee shop he visits, maybe within the omega timeline itself, its a local family owned business and its become quite famous for being the god of death's favoruite spot for a pot, they say anyone who drinks there might just be spared the cruel hand of death

anyways, whilst he always orders a really strong coffee i think after the seventh, "the regular?", hed go no, no i wont, and instead orders the unicorn sprinkle supreme frappe, and he really, really likes it, so he now orders that instead, so long as they dump as much espresso as is legal in the cream and syrup concoction

hes a good husband, i hate the image some people in this fandom of how he treats geno, hes constantly overstepping boundaries and all that gross stuff (wonder who that came from.... 2016/17 was a dark time). he is constantly doting on geno, always visiting him whenever he can, always orders a drink for him whenever he goes to his spot, constantly showering him with gifts and the like, and he is so, so happy hes one of the few people he can touch and goes full on pda mode whenevr he can - side note he does this to annoy and embarrass goth

he does actually have eyelights (may actually be canon idr) but he just doesnt show them, why? mystery <|:))

very much so uncanon to almost everything, but i think him and nightmare would get along really well, both are feared because of a duty they have to carry out, something they cant change about themselves, so id think they bond over that, and maybe in another universe nightmare wouldve never have become corrupted because hed have a friend to support him, someone who knew exactly what it felt like but was able to cope with it because of a support network - also coffee-drinking, book-reading introverts unite

also not exactly canon to tcoti as far as i remember, but hey thats what a headcanon is, is that he is in a loving relationship with geno and life, they are brought together in holy ma-TRIO-mony hehehe, so goth gets to have three mum-things, also the image of this beautiful ethereal woman cloaked in flowers and silk embroidered with pearls and gold jewellery standing next to these 5' odd skeleton dudes who are wearing these ragged ass hoodies, shorts and slippers, and her going being like "hmmm yes my husbandwives, i love them dearly", is hilarious to me

he is greek, its quite clear reapertale is based off of the hellenic pantheon, so it only makes sense for reapertale characters to be greek, at least somewhat partially

reaper is supposed to be a counter to repeartale papyrus who is a god of painless death, so in my eyes reaper sort of acts a bit like a judge (just like sans in ut), he takes the souls of those who would've gone to the underworld, which begs the question, what the fuck happens to people who die in this world and in the omega timeline in tcoti, because in my eyes, reaper and paps (idk his name im sorry 😭) reap souls and take them to the underworld (limbo/hell) or to elysium/olympia (heaven sorta), but if a soul is destroyed by say someone like error or is irreparably damaged by experiments on the soul, then that soul cannot be reaped and that person just sorta ceases to exist or becomes undead/deathless, its really weird to try and logic it out, a definitive heaven/hell in the same world where there are beings who can rip apart the code and do whatever they please - please author explainnn i just really wanna know what you think

i think he has a very cold and dark aura, its quite literally visible around him at all times and it never really lets up, this aura is pretty bad for most people and nakes you feel like your dying if you come to close to him

under his cloak he just wears his pajamas, and they always have some dumb slogan on them, life probably bought them

his scythes are quite like the way weapons work in soul eater, that being they can transform and i bet he would probably force his scythes to turn into a dustpan and broom and tidy up his bedroom, or into a mop, really whatevers needed at the moment, theyre like a swiss army knife of convenience, it frustrates alchemy to no end

his house is full on maximalist, and also probably massive, bro is basically a celebrity i can imagine him living in like a massive mansion with greco-roman architecture all over, massive pool, massive garden, all the good stuff

hes a lesbian sorey dont make the rules, he and life were childhoof besties and she was like im a girl :) and he was like same :), having no concept of what being a girl was at all because i doubt alchemy, the god of... stuff and shit i forgor (is it space? i feel like its space, hes clearly based off of primordial gods, but which idk :PP), explained that concept to him, mostly because well why would it matter? alchemy himself is a god above other gods, he himself probably has no concept or care for something like gender, so why explain it to his kids? so when he met life he was like mmm ues im a girl and i like this girl, and for awhile that was good to him, until i think honestly when goth was born and later grew up and then explained to him, or tried to, that, that would make him a lesbian - and for reference geno is a corpse, do you think he cares what label you assign to him or yourself

i think he can transform into animals, usually those associated with death like a crow or snake

speaking of crows i think he keeps a whole murder of them as a pet, hes named every single one of them and he can tell them all apart - he created them himself to be his servants, so he can freely touch them without worrying about them dropping out of the sky a second later

anyways thats all i have, i think, thank you for doinf this i love sharing the brainrot and getting to infodumo shit i straight up made up about characters i love to people

ANONNNNNN WHADDA HELL!!!!!!!

I didnt know all these headcannons were tcoti-adjacent!!!!!! Honestly you have a free pass to headcanon-dump in my ask box whenever you want about whoever you want, I wanna see everything you got!!!!

Also I LOOOOVE the hc that he’s Greek!!! I am also Greek irl and have a lot of Greek family so I am very familiar with the culture and language - him speaking Greek would make me SOOOO happy aaaaaaaa 🙏🙏🙏🙏

[incendiorum-arch]

Shoto could admit when he'd been led astray, and cays could surely do that, and he wouldn't even be upset. This is why when he crouches down, he offers his hand for her to sniff, mismatch gaze curious. But the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, and his gaze snaps up at the presence of something or maybe something? Like a puppy, his head tilts as he regards them, brows furrowing, " You're... My mom has a picture of you. " He leaves it at that before turning his attention back to the feline, giving her due attention, scratching beneath her chin with a pleased hum. " I'm Shoto, Loni's son. "

LUCREZIA IS NO STRANGER TO the various interactions she incites when wandering away from inter mundos. some people want nothing to do with her, and will simply pass her by without another look. others chase her away. and some call out to her, offer their hands, coo and croon and try their hardest to pet her. out of those people, lucrezia is much fonder of those who wait to see if she wants to be petted. the others tend to be more… forceful.

this boy definitely seems like the former, trailing after her until she finally stops in a quiet place to inspect him, sniffing his outstretched hand while her tail twitches absently back and forth behind her. he smells… odd. not like a normal human, certainly, but not like her witch smells, either.

its then that iovita arrives – likely trailing after lucrezia’s faint magical signature to see where their cat had ended up. delighted, she lifts her tail and chirps a little greeting, ears twitching when iovita ignores it in favor of eyeing shoto with unrestricted curiosity.

lucrezia peers between the two of them while the boy speaks. loni’s name had made her perk up, tasseled ears pricked and alert, but iovita is obviously still unsure, if not completely sideswiped by this information, brows pinching together. her gaze slides towards her witch, and they seem to have a silent conversation. lucrezia’s side of it, no doubt, goes somewhat along the lines of but he’s giving me chin scratches.

iovita sighs, gives her another dry look, and leans a shoulder against the nearest wall. “ a picture of me, hm? I hope it’s a good one, at least. I’m iovita. ”

@dcwnrisen

[m34gs]

Bar AU ask time: Out of all the characters currently introduced in the AU proper (in a fic), what is the one thing they come to the bar to complain/vent about when they just NEED to get it off their chest?

Oh wow! Thank you friend, this is quite the ask ehehehe. For the sake of the post, and my sanity, I shall only write about the people who do currently visit The Bar (adults, and only the Bleach characters who have set foot inside thus far, or I will be here all night LOL!)

Alright *cracks knuckles* here we goooooo:

Gojo (JJK) - The entire start of The Bar AU. Gojo goes to the bar to cry about his children. How much he loves them, if they misunderstood him, if he feels like he's not connecting with them...whatever the case may be, it's almost always about Itadori, Megumi, and Kugasaki. He is always drunk by the time he gets there, and he does not realize that this is Not the Jujutsu Sorcerer Bar.

Nanami Kento (JJK) - So far, Nanami has gone to the bar mostly just to pick up Gojo. If, however, he were to go there to vent, it would be because he is angry about society and the system that preys upon people and destroys a person's childhood before they can even grasp it. (We love a Nanami. Men take note. Be like Nanami.)

Aizawa Shouta (BNHA) - This man is Tired (TM). He goes to the bar regularly, and the number One reason is Midoriya. Either his problem child is getting injured or is fighting villains like a vigilante or is SETTING THE DAMN KITCHEN ON FIRE YET AGAIN. His absolute "I Must Go To The Bar" reason to go out on any night of the week is Midoriya.

Ichigo Kurosaki (Bleach) - To complain about Grimmjow. The idiot won't leave him alone, except for when he weirdly goes silent and doesn't contact him for days, only to show up shouting something about "it's my day!" and "the Wheel" and then drag Ichigo off to who knows where. Usually for a spar. Sometimes to do makeup and nails. Ichigo is not sure why Grimmjow wants to be an aesthetician but he hopes that as time goes on, they will be fighting less and doing make up more.

Grimmjow Jeagerjaquez (Bleach) - To complain about how Ichigo is avoiding him or how he hasn't gotten time to spend with Ichigo. Listen, I know that I usually write Grimmjow in the bar with Ichigo, but there will be times they aren't there together, and I think in that time, Grimmjow's Number One Complaint will be that Ichigo isn't spending enough time with him/the Wheel is being unfair.

Isshin Kurosaki (Bleach) - To complain about how his son's "Love Life" keeps bringing the police to his door. Isshin really just wishes Ichigo would teach Grimmjow how a normal date is supposed to go in the human world, or go have dates in Soul Society or Hueco Mundo. Please. The Cops have been at his door 5 times in a month. FIVE TIMES, ICHIGO.

Divus Crewel (Twisted Wonderland) - so far, Crewel has been to the bar once, and he did not really complain to anyone at the time, though he was stressed. I think he'd keep things like that close to the chest. However, the ONE THING I believe would drive Crewel to confide in a drunken stranger: Crowley's seeming inability to manage Yuu's care (and wardrobe) appropriately. Crewel dotes on Yuu and will not let His Child (for yes, he has adopted Yuu) wander around looking like a Fashion Faux Pas.

That's it for now! (I know Obi and Hinawa have a brief cameo, but since they haven't properly been set up and introduced in the actual bar, I did not include them at this time)

Tell me, is there anything you would add? And which upcoming characters are you most excited to see enter The Bar? (feel free to list characters that are already appeared in fics connected to this au, or ones that have yet to be written in!)

Love you tons!!!!!💜

[dbfcrossover]

Thanks for the reblogs and likes!

This post is the finale of our first arc which is the Kuthon Cult. If this sounds interesting to you then please come join us on discord.

**PART 8**

Then they make it to the next room. There were troops of mud warriors combating the team and gave them an very difficult time. Atcho fought bravely and hardcore but he unfortunately fallen in battle. Minata distract the warriors to give Sentogan time for his plan. Even she nearly was killed in the battle if senzu beans wasnt around. Sentogan puts forth his plan which successfully took out all of the mud warriors.

Finally the team made it to the final room where the dragonballs are being held. The two guardians rise up to prevent the team from retrieving them. Sentogan and Minata goes to distract the guardians. Wukong manage to steal one dragonball. Minata activate her mystic eyes tells the others to take the dragonballs and leave while she finish the guardians. Sentogan gets the rest of dragonballs and leads the team out of the base. Only Jicam remain refusing to abandon the half-saiyan magus. The duo work together to defeat the guardians. Jicam grab Minata and collect Atcho’s body to leave the collapsing hideout. Piccolo telepathically tells NuZ team where to meet him. Overall mission is accomplish as Kuthon Cult is defeated, dragonballs are retrieve, and peace is restored on Triaxus.

Unfortunately Kuthon leader, Kuro, manage to escape and flee to hell. Although their plan has failed there are other options as Demigra recalls his time with fighting against Trunks. Kuro, the Arrancar elite, brings few associates with him to venture into Namek. Meanwhile calls for the hallows from Hueco Mundo to raise up more trouble to keep the attention of the soul society.

[benefits1986]

Keep Walking & My OG Archetype

Faith is when you choose to keep walking no matter how long, tough, and seemingly endless the road less taken is. 

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/17tw7L3cHFF9FcsFuiTcJA  Spotify does it again with recommended PL after searching just one song. That’s 13 hours of non-stop Holy Week reflection songs sa lahat ng kasalanan mo sa mundo at lalo sa sarili mo. LOL. My recent life song: Seasons which I also stumbled upon in this PL. 

2011. The First Summer Music Festival, Baler.  Goes all the way back to Travel Factor days to be exact.  I got my first ink and had my soul sister who’s now in Cali do a freehand design for it. ORA ET LABORA in deep, dark, blue. Elements are the cross and fleur-de-lis. Nothing fancy but a reminder that I was no longer an agnostic which went on for quite some time.  There’s nothing wrong with being an agnostic, honestly. In fact, this era was a chance to deepen my faith which is not based on traditions and so-called formulations that would earn you a ticket to eternal salvation. Agnosticism is pretty much like being in between yes and no when it comes to believing in God. It’s much like a waiting room where you can choose to stay for as long as you like, too.  My favorite quote during this era was that of Victor Hugo.  “Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.” Again, we separate the content from the creator.   I still remember my first graphic encounter with the faith in the light of agnosticism. At 18, I decided that I’d no longer hope for salvation because life had been tough. however, every time my transpo of choice passes Baclaran church, my typical mutter was something like: I’m not sure if you’re true or but a fallacy, but, just in case, please be with my mom. Skip me, though. I got this.  Mom was in a community ever since she was a kid. Even if she does not quote the Bible, I can say that beyond her RBF which is worse than mine, she lives by both the corporal and spiritual works of mercy. The rosary is her meditation, her prescription. She not a fan of too many saints, but she aimed to live a life like Mary, but the sungit and intimidating version. LOL.  When she got sick, I questioned why she had to go through it all even when I don’t have a steady relationship with God. Many times, I challenged the heavens to direct the shit to me and spare my faithful mom. This was the start of being unsure about the faith.  During a series of theology classes, the prof called me and asked me about what I think of the passion of Christ. I had my chance, my precious chance to air out a close to uncalled for opinion. Never mind that I need to get decent grades to keep my grant because at that moment, mom had another hospital visit. I took a deep breath, stood up and adjusted my collar. I said something like: Jesus should not be put on a pedestal. Jesus is really flawed and broken at most times. He is a counter-current who shook the status quo even when he knew he’s bound to be attacked and crucified. Jesus is an archetype. He lived a short life but something worth looking well into. Jesus makes us see how we can possibly live and make a difference to the oppressed, the weak, especially the women...”  Akala mo naman may pinaglalaban e recits lang naman ‘yun. Mhie, lagot ka kay Papa Jesus. Lagot grades mo kasi saktuhan lang pake mo at skill set. May itatawid ka pang Accounting saka Law na hassle sa attendance and exams. Ginusto mo yan. Pati ba naman Theo prof, ‘di mo pinalampas? Nagtanong lang naman siya ng basic question e.  The prof looked at me intently. I tried not to blink as I looked him straight in the eye. Fuck it. Bahala na. Blasphemy in the modern age na yata talaga ito. He took a deep breath and said something like: An archetype? Interesting. And I like how you said that Jesus must not be put on a pedestal because that makes Him more accessible to all. Faith, as he said, is very personal and that his class is a space where we can ask questions openly.  During the later part of the sem, I was asked about the resurrection and ascension. Again, it’s my chance to break free from the cloisters of A-line skirts, pointed high heels and pearl fuckin’ earrings, even for a nanosecond. Also, I hate uniforms!!! I said something like: The true test of faith is even when resurrection and ascension are shaken and possibly, debunked, you still choose to believe. It’s not about the traditions, the formula, the scriptures, the verses. All those are man-made, subject to errors which makes them highly debatable. Faith is what is left of you when the whole world is shaken or worse, in shambles. Could you stay unshaken even when the ground you’re standing on is sinking right before your eye? E ano naman if totoo na ‘yung bones ni Jesus nasa ark of the covenant? Syempre, tao siya e. No one has ever proven that there is an afterlife. Wala pang nakabalik sa earth after sakabilang-buhay. But, again, Jesus is an archetype. His life is a testament that you, I and the rest of the world can go big before going home. Cling to Jesus for life inspiration but not too much naman na literal na crucifixion and scourging at the pillar.  Sacrilege in an all girls’ school, grantee pa ‘yan a. LOL. The prof smiled at me as I caught my breath. Me to my myself: Mhie, ‘di po ito philo or logic class. Dami mo rin ad hominem. Char. Dun ka magpakawala ng angst mo sa law class mo. Hahahahaha. Prof: Seems like you’re going deeper in as far as your faith is concerned, Ms. De Ramos. Keep it up. Also, fan ka ng conspiracy theories. Hmm. 

These micro moments were the start of agnostic life pivot. I was not lambasted. I was not mocked. My unpopular opinion was given its chance. Plus, I got an A in this class, too. Prof wished me luck and told me that it was a good run with me. Damn. Hala. Bakit ganun? Syempre, bilang ANSWER QUESTIONS. QUESTION ANSWERS ang theme natin, I didn’t let it go and asked the prof why I got such a grade. (Need ko rin ‘to panghila ng GWA ko because I needed to be a decent student and student leader din ako noon.) Prof said that while I was rough and tough, it’s evident that I was hungry to know more. And that, in a “quiet” alta all girls’ school (noon), cutting comments like mine don’t come by often. OPAK. Thanks pohwzzz. (’Di ko na lang sinabi na kasi ‘di talaga ako pang-all girls’ school na may uniform. Pang-rally sa Ikot po talaga ako since birth. Rarasisbumba po tayo. ‘Di shala. ‘Di laking-aircon gen.)  That is the totem. The root of inception. That theo class played a huge part in my life with my current community which started in a yet another weird tone.  2011. I was invited to a retreat in Tags. Of course, I didn’t readily say yes but mom knew that I was going to shift to the community outside the gates of Catholicism. Umiyak nanay ko ng bongga which she rarely does talaga as a sungit shit. She told me that I can shift when she dies. Gago talaga. Laging may pasavogue ang ina ko. Kinang ina talaga ang theme niya, always. She told me to give Tags weekend one more try. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. 

I still remember that ‘di ako basta papatalo and said that almost in the same vicinity lang ‘yung gusto niya at ‘yung gusto ko. Then, sabi ko pa, hassle commute papasok ng village versus ‘yung choice ko na super walkable lang then makikita ko pa si Jericho Rosales. LOLOLLOLLOLL. Mom said, tumigil daw ako kasi napipikon na siya. Landi ko raw. 

Sabi ko, tumigil din siya kasi faith life ko naman ‘to. Umiyak na naman so, ako na lang ulit nag-adjust. Sayang si Jericho Rosales pero nakita ko na siya up close and nakausap sa Baler with matching him holding my wrist to check out my fresh ink. HOHOHOHOHOHOHOH. Then I saw his fish (aka Jesus) ink and said that Christian pala siya. Wala akong pake kung siya si Jerico at crush ko siya. :D LOL.  So, ayun na nga. Dapat dibdibang English ito pero naubos ‘yung effort ko sa post ko kahapon. Nanghina ako, mhie. Ang tindi ng bwelo natin doon. LOL. I went to Tags and damn, another monthly cramps because my uterus is not vibin’ with my decision in life yata.  First night pa lang, gusto ko na umuwi because I am not feeling well and it’s not giving. HAHAHAHAHA. Oks naman sila but found them too nice, too chill. First time to see praise and worship sa Catholic as well. TBT, if it weren’t for the band and the dance team, umuwi na talaga ako. Tapos, again, sobrang shala ng mga tao. Nasanay naman na akong maging damong ligaw sa all girls’ school tbh, so sabi ko sana iba naman. ‘Yung mga vibe ko naman. Hassle mag-English pero nakakaintindi naman pala ng Tagalog kausap ko basta ‘wag lang masyadong malalim like parang, bro, pare... HAHAHAHAHAHA. Allergic talaga ako. Pero ‘di naman nila kasalanan ‘yun at ako din.  But, when I witnessed some sharings along with powerful praise and worship on steroids sesh, aba naman. Girl... ‘di ko kinaya e. I’ve been welcomed with both hands and feet in this community. 

Not perfect, always may pasavogue but one that accepts me along with my shit, all my flaking because tinatamad talaga ang spiral moments tayo noon hanggang ngayon, and most importantly, kahit ‘di ako sumama sa lahat ng Boracay and Fuego invites nila kasi nga sabi ko ‘di ko sila kayang sabayan, I found God’s love in this “hopeless-looking” place. EMS. ‘Di nila ako binatawan from then until now. I am also out as a bi turned pan which is another thing that I love a lot. Again, not all ha, but my people, my tribe, accept me and tell me kung saan ako masaya. This is also weird and not really proud of it, pero wine nights and whiskey nights na medyo marami na rin are usually focused on God’s love and light. Yes, mhie. Sa true. But, syempre mga half the time, about life and work shit and how to come through.  A side kwento. The latest catch up with the bigger group na all female this time after the lockdown was umaatikabo. Freezing eggs, having kids, how to get pregnant, being pawrents, being single pawrents, being DINKs, alpha male, catfishing, online dating, dating IRL, ghosting, migrating because why not, being single, how not to be single anymore, skin care, socmed scene local and foreign, worth it ba ang procedures. etc. Syempre, shoookt sila sa goal kong mag-menopause. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Sarap makinig sa group na ‘to and being one of the youngest in this group of pak na pak single and non-single ladies, super one for the books every usap.  So, how’s my faith life so far? I am not preachy especially I don’t look like I have a spiritual life which is totally how I like it. Jesus is still my OG archetype. I rarely go to church but I try my best to live by ORA ET LABORA pero ‘wag naman sagad na sagad ang LABORA lalo sa deadlines because for a time, sineryoso talaga natin ‘yung work as an extension of the self which ended in my first accident na total car wreck, but wait, pumasok pa ako sa office and ended my day at 4:30 am the next day. Ending? Spiral si accla. HAHAHAHAHA. Might share this some other time, too in time for Labor Day perhaps? Ems.  My faith is a forever WIP one but these days, my prayers are not about making life easy but inspired by Angelina Jolie’s QUOD ME NUTRIT, ME DESTRUIT -what nourishes me, destroys me. I also pray that whatever comes my way, may I allow both its darkest shadows and its lights come through. May I choose to be in the moment instead of pretending to be in the moment, too. Most importantly, may health be my top prio and my best gift from the heavens in this place on earth. Ems. ‘Yun lang talaga. Simple na siya. All that come after those, bonus na lang talaga.  PS: Some of my life songs are: Mighty To Save, One Way Jesus, Lord, I’m Ready Now, Lead Me To The Cross, Through It All, At The Cross/Might To Save and Broken Vessels, to name a few.  Exposing our gen pero seryoso, maganda mga songs na ‘to lalo ‘pag talagang shit na shit na feeling and pake mo sa kung ano mang pinagdadaanan at tinatawid mo.  Speaking of Hillsong. I remember nahatak ako sa Hillsong concert tapos ‘yung nakuha kong ticket is malapit sa stage as in puwede ka mag-stand. Salamat sa effort ng isang umaaligid noon nakapag-request ako pasabuy 10 tickets for me and my friends. HAHAHAHAHHA. Bait niya noh? Tapos ako, no. Hahahahaha. Na-anxiety ako kasi puro talaga triangle ‘yung mga focal points ng stage. Illuminati ba talaga sila? Tapos gusto ko na umalis pero sabi nung friend ko, overactive na naman imagination ko. Then, nagka-issue ang Hillsong so ‘yung mga PL ko mostly from the then days nila nung wala pa akong memory ng Illuminati concert and issues nilang malala. LOLOLOLOL. Fair enough naman right?  Unholy week is here. May yours be filled with realizations that go beyond your why. Try mo naman asking, why not, para maiba. Malay mo ‘di ba?  

[boquetofblades]

Hueco Mundo is exactly how The Jailer described it.

Äs Nödt had never personally interacted with his… comrade; always found him too loud and eccentric, but Nödt did overhear of his exploits to Hueco Mundo. He’d usually drone on and on about how more than half of the recruits he 'scopes out' aren't worthy of being in the Wadenreich, so more than half of them would have to be eliminated. To add on, the sunglass-wearing would also consistently talk of how there’s nothing to keep him entertained, the realm of the Hollows being a desolate, boring, sad desert.

He’s right.

From the stone elevation Äs Nödt is on (only three feet above the floor), he sees nothing but sand, the thing stretching out as far as the eye can see.

Not a single living thing is within the sand; not a person, animal, or even plant within this desolate landscape.

Paired with the sand; there’s a hollow, lonely wind blowing, ruffling Äs Nödt’s hair just the tiniest bit.

This realm is completely different from the living one, where there’d be life as far as the eye can see; humans, animals, and any other kind of life would be bustling along the cities, chittering amongst their phones as hurry to their destinations, trying to finish whatever business they need done.

If there was any wind, it’d have a sort of… personality: warm and friendly, or violent and furious- nothing like the empty wind of where the Hollows’ world.

Right now, Äs Nödt prefers Hueco Mundo more than the living world. It’s quieter, a place where the Quincy could possibly be ignored, so long as he ignores others.

But even then, the threat of death hangs even more over his head, the thread holding him from the fiery pits of hell even thinner than the one in His Majesty’s palace.

No matter where he goes, his life will always be threatened, so it is best to stay where it is threatened the least, where at least, his position is secured.

When The Deathdealing appears behind him, The Fear doesn’t make any sign of acknowledgement to his existence, not even glancing at the taller man.

Part ways or go together?

At that, the Sternritter’s eyes roll to the side, body tilting with them as he mulls over the question.

Should they part ways, or should they complete this mission together?

His Majesty had only asked them to go and come back together; nothing about the two Sternritters doing the entire mission together.

So in that case, The Fear could technically do the mission alone.

But at the same time, His Majesty said nothing about the two Sternritters doing the entire mission together, so would doing it along displease him? Would it cause Äs Nödt to lose his life, the one he so desperately tried to build?

He’s unsure. He doesn’t know what to do, what course of action to take in order to fulfill His Majesty’s orders in a way that will please the man.

Should he do the mission alone, or do it with The Deathdealing? Which way will please the Quincy King?

Äs Nödt’s eyes roll back to to where they were originally, his body slowly straightening itself as he comes up with his solution to this dilemma of his.

“Do as you wish,” Is his answer, the Quincy soon dropping down from the platform, sand stirring up and staining his cloak when he lands on it- the movement looking slow and graceful, as if he was floating instead of falling.

Childhood…

Äs Nödt barely remembers his childhood, only a few vivid memories in his mind sticking around. Three, to be exact.

One was a birthday party.

The child didn’t have many people over; just his parents, his friends’ parents, and another person- one who was smaller than him. He doesn’t remember her face.

The small room was decorated beautifully. Something was strung up against the wall, spelling the words ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’; around the room, there were balloons of all various shapes and colors, the reds and greens the most eye-catching to the child; the table was small and brown, with various writings carved into it; and on top of that table was the biggest cake Äs Nödt had ever seen, topped with a cute little candle that had the number ‘eight’ on it.

All the people in the room sang to him, clapping joyously as their faces showed nothing but ecstasy for the boy’s milestone. In this memory, he was so happy; smiling and showing all of his teeth off, before blowing out that candle.

Another memory was one of a dog.

It was raining at the time, water pouring down the skies, making the ten year old absolutely drenched. He was cold, shivering, and on the verge of passing out.

That was when he saw it.

A small, smaller than him, puppy.

It was cute. Cute, adorable, and weak. At least, that is what the child thought at the time. It was also drenched in water, shaking and shivering; gaze cast to the ground- too weak to look up at the child.

The poor thing whimpered, pathetically nuzzling Äs Nödt’s leg; as if it was begging for help.

But then, after the fifth or so cry, the dog fell to the ground; shaky legs no longer able to support it.

Unknowing of what happened, unknowing of why the dog suddenly fell to the ground, the child just… stared at it, not knowing what to do. Should he pick it up, take it to the hospital, take it to his parents?

Turns out he didn’t do anything, as his father found him, dragging him by the arm and yelling at him- out of concern or anger, the child didn’t know.

The third, and final memory, was-

MAKE IT STOP.

Something was consuming his skin, tearing apart everything it could find- crawling onto his face, eyes seeing nothing but that evil monster as it tore his lips off, exposing the gums and teeth- ruining them-

IT HURTS.

It was Äs Nödt’s second time of staring death in the eyes; the thing pointing it’s bony finger at the child, hollow eyes staring at him, mouthing the words ‘i’m coming for you’.

GET IT OFF GET IT OFF.

And those three, were the only memories the Quincy ever retained from his childhood. A birthday, a dog, and a-

“It is best not to question His Majesty’s orders,” Is the Sternritter’s response, not bothering to look back at the other one. He can feel The Deathdealing narrowing his eyes at him, maybe even glaring at him- but The Fear could care less.

All of a sudden, the Quincy stops walking; the shadow underneath him expanding, slowly crawling up his shows- the shadows taking the form of hands as they do so, as if trying to drag Äs Nödt down into it.

And then, all of a sudden, the cloaked man sinks down into it, the shadow soon disappearing- not a trace of the Quincy remaining.

[tigerkirby215]

5e Dr. Mundo, the Madman of Zaun build (League of Legends)

(Artwork by Alex “alexplank” Flores made for Riot Games.)

Honestly with my new summer job I’ve been having less and less time to both write builds and play League. I could really use a character who requires very little effort to play in LoL, who’s also very easy to translate into D&D...

Oh wait!

GOALS

Mundo's pain always at zero - Above all else Mundo is a big bulky boy with many an option to become bigger and bulkier.

Take two of these! - We need to throw a lot of bonesaws. Like, a lot of bonesaws.

Electricity make the brain work good - The only truly “magical” effect in Mundo’s arsenal is the ability to charge the area around him with lightning.

RACE

Mundo’s hardly a human anymore, and I can’t just make every character a variant human or custom lineage. I’m not going to get a chance to make a Goliath anytime soon so Mundo may as well be one! As a Golliath you get a +2 to Strength and a +1 to Constitution. You are a Natural Athlete with proficiency in the Athletics skill, and have a Powerful Build to carry more Bonesaws.

You can get some innate magic resistance, as being Mountain Born gives you resistance to Cold damage. But most importantly you can choose to just not take damage thanks to Stone’s Endurance. When you take damage, you can use your reaction to roll a d12. Add your Constitution modifier to the number rolled and reduce the damage by that total. After you use this trait, you can’t use it again until you finish a short or long rest.

ABILITY SCORES

15; CONSTITUTION - Mundo is a tank above all else, and additionally you have a +1 in CON thanks to your race so you’ll have nice even stats to start out!

14; STRENGTH - Healthy boy building a healthy body~

13; DEXTERITY - Don’t get me wrong Mundo is a slow lad, but DEX saves are useful as is having good AC.

12; CHARISMA - Charisma is tied to intimidation as well as good bedside manner.

10; WISDOM - Isn’t Medicine a Wisdom skill? Why, I don’t believe this man has ever been to medical school!

8; INTELLIGENCE - "Mundo not remember Mundo before Mundo was Mundo."

BACKGROUND

There isn’t a doctor background... but Plaintiff from Acquisitions Incorporated is surprisingly close! You get proficiency with Medicine and Persuasion (feel free to swap this out if you desire) as well as an Artisan’s Tool of your choice (you say Carpenter’s Tools, I say medical tools!) and a language of your choice (pick your poison.)

Your feature of Legalese can be replaced with knowledge of medical terminology like “pharmacistcistist”, “prognosis“, and “anesthesezee.” Who knows? Doctor knowledge may help if you talk to other doctors!

(Artwork made for Riot Games.)

THE BUILD

LEVEL 1 - BARBARIAN 1

I hope you weren’t expecting anything fancy from a guy whose kit consists of “hit stuff”, “hit stuff”, “regen health”, and “hit stuff.” You get two skills from the Barbarian list like Intimidation and Survival (which is more just you being lucky and built like a walking tank.) You can also walk around in “medical scrubs” thanks to Unarmored Defense equal to 10 plus your Constitution modifier and your Dexterity modifier (so currently 14.)

But of course the main trait of a Barbarian is Rage to go where you please. A Maximum Dosage of Rage gives you advantage on Strength checks and saves, extra damage with Strength weapons, and resistance to Bludgeoning, Piercing, and Slashing damage. Basically it makes you hit hard while taking no damage. You have a limited number of uses of this ability as shown on the Barbarian table.

LEVEL 2 - BARBARIAN 2

Second level Barbarians can inflict some Blunt Force Trauma with a Reckless Attack, giving themselves advantage while also giving enemies advantage to hit them. You can also further go where you please thanks to Danger Sense, giving you advantage on Dexterity saves against effects you can see coming at you. It’s almost like negating the effect entirely.

LEVEL 3 - BARBARIAN 3

Third level Barbarians get to choose their Medical College-I mean Primal Path, and for those of you who know a thing or two about Barbarians you know of the only way I have to give you Heart Zapper: Path of the Storm Herald. When you pick this subclass you can choose between one of three Storm Auras, and while Desert would work if you want to play pre-rework Mundo Sea is far better for post-rework Mundo and in general. As a Bonus Action while raging you can choose one other creature you can see within 10 feet of you. The target must make a Dexterity saving throw or take a of d6 lightning damage, or half as much damage on a successful save.

Now might be a good time to talk about your choice of weapons as Mundo: your main weapon is definitely a Hand Axe that you can throw around, but the thing about Hand Axes is that they have a low range and cost a ton. So I’d actually suggest using Javelins for your Infected Bonesaw.

As for your secondary weapon I’d suggest a Light Hammer as your Doctor Bag (for Blunt Force Trauma) but as a Storm Herald you won’t have a Bonus Action to use for Two-Weapon Fighting. So you can focus on dealing as much damage with your main attacks using a d8 martial weapon. Basically I’m suggesting you carry a Battleaxe in your main hand and have your off-hand open to throw Javelins at the enemy. Or run in with a Greataxe if you want. Heck you can even pick up a shield if you want: make your own Mundo!

Also Tasha is a very good doctor, as she fixed the Barbarian to give it Primal Knowledge! You can get one more skill from the Barbarian list like Perception, because why not be more useful outside of the medical ward?

LEVEL 4 - BARBARIAN 4

Want to actually be a doctor? Grab the Healer feat to do some doctoring. Want to be a canonically bad doctor? Just take more Constitution and live forever lol.

(Artwork by Marie Magny and West Studios. Made for Riot Games.)

LEVEL 5 - BARBARIAN 5

5th level Mundos can auto attack cancel and attack twice with Extra Attack! You also get Fast Movement to further chase down your foes with cleavers and lighting!

LEVEL 6 - BARBARIAN 6

6th level Storm Herald Barbarians can go where they please thanks to Storm Soul. It grants you resistance to a specific type of damage and for you that damage type would be Lightning. You can also go into a specific environment if you desire, and as a Sea Barbarian you get a 30 foot swimming speed! River Mundo.

LEVEL 7 - BARBARIAN 7

7th level Barbarians have a Feral Instinct for doctoring! You get advantage on initiative rolls, and in addition you can’t be surprised as long as you Rage at the start of your turn!

Tasha’s also gave you an option to reach out and zap someone thanks to  Instinctive Pounce, letting you move up to half your movement speed when you Rage!

LEVEL 8 - BARBARIAN 8

You might be thinking I’d grab more Strength at this point... Ha ha no; Mundo goes where he pleases, and more Constitution will give you the health and AC to do so.

(Artwork by Terence Cantal and West Studios. Made for Riot Games)

LEVEL 9 - BARBARIAN 9

9th level Barbarians get Brutal Criticals without building for crit chance! If you crit you roll 3 damage die instead of 2, which is good because your Strength isn’t doing you many favors in the damage department.

LEVEL 10 - BARBARIAN 10

10th level Barbarians can help the comoonity thanks to Shielding Storm. Now all friends and fellow doctors within 10 feet of you get resistance to Lightning damage! Oh and speaking of Lightning damage: your Storm Aura now (finally) increases to 2d6, meaning that you can get some value out of your big CON to do damage!

Additionally Tasha’s lets you have even more Primal Knowledge at this level: Animal Handling will help you talk with your nurse? I dunno; Mundo doesn’t exactly strike me as a knowledgable guy really.

LEVEL 11 - BARBARIAN 11

11th level Barbarians simply have too much health to die! If you drop to 0 hit points while you’re raging and don’t die outright, you can make a DC 10 Constitution saving throw. If you succeed, you drop to 1 hit point instead thanks to Relentless Rage! Each time you use this feature after the first, the DC increases by 5. When you finish a short or long rest, the DC resets to 10.

LEVEL 12 - BARBARIAN 12

“12th level Barbarians can finally increase their Strength!” I hear you say. Lol no. The Slasher feat will give you some much-needed slows to keep enemies close, and will let you increase your Dexterity by 1 for more AC. Having the Slasher feat also finally gives a convincing argument for you to throw Hand Axes as opposed to javelins, which is nice.

(Artwork made for Riot Games.)

LEVEL 13 - BARBARIAN 13

13th level Barbarians get even bigger Brutal Criticals that do 4 total damage die of damage! Mundo does as much damage as he pleases!

LEVEL 14 - BARBARIAN 14

At level 14 the Raging Storm of the Sea forces enemies you hit within 10 feet to make a Strength saving throw or be knocked prone. Honestly while the rest of this class was kinda a bust inflicting Blunt Force Trauma on your foes is huge, as being knocked prone gives all melee allies advantage to hit an enemy while also forcing an enemy to spend time standing back up.

LEVEL 15 - BARBARIAN 15

15th level Barbarians are always regenerating health, as Persistent Rage is permanent until the duration expires or you fall unconscious. (Or you choose to end your Rage.) That’s really nice because your Storm Aura now does 3d6 damage, meaning you can keep zapping with your Heart Zapper!

LEVEL 16 - BARBARIAN 16

Strength for damage man; Mundo not damage man! Mundo doctor, and Mundo goes where he pleases! Take the Tough feat for 32 more health now and up to 40 more health when you reach max level!

(Artwork by Xu “Crow God” Cheng and Alvin Lee. Made for Riot Games.)

LEVEL 17 - BARBARIAN 17

17th level Barbarians increase their Brutal Critical to roll 5 die total on a Nat 20. Because whether you want to do the most damage, take the most damage, or you know... fucking both then Barbarian is the right class for you.

LEVEL 18 - BARBARIAN 18

18th level Barbarians get Indomitable Might, letting them replace a roll on a Strength check with their Strength score if their check is lower than their total score. Man this sure would be more useful if we didn’t basically dump Strength.

LEVEL 19 - BARBARIAN 19

So how about we finally stop dumping Strength and bump it up to an 18 with our last Ability Score Improvement... Eh it’s still not great...

LEVEL 20 - BARBARIAN 20

Well thankfully Primal Champion is here to increase your Strength and Constitution by 4. And want to know what’s great about this ability? It also increases your maximums for those abilities to 24, meaning that you will have a grand total of 22 in Strength and 24 in Constitution!

And to top it off your Storm Aura now does a whopping 4d6 Lightning damage, which means you can officially say that Storm Herald was a better pick than Berserker or the Polearm Master feat.

FINAL BUILD

PROS

One-bajillion drops of healing juice, stat! - While I wasn’t able to give Mundo his health regen I still got him some crazy high health values. When I was done with this build I genuinely looked at the character sheet and said “I have never seen a character with 325 health before." 325 health along with 19 AC means that you can damn well go wherever you please.

How we doing patient; you numb yet? Mundo is! - While you don’t have the same near-endless supply of resistances as a Bear Totem Barbarian resisting two types of magic damage is useful. Feel free to play pre-rework Mundo with the Desert Aura if you think Fire damage will be more common in your campaign. And I dunno: maybe try to get some magic items to resist more elemental damage types?

Huh? Supposed to be painless - Even without big investment in Strength the Storm Herald Barbarian is quite good at quite good at dishing out DPS, with a big burst of magic damage every round and the ability to knock enemies prone which will really help your melee allies. Not to mention that Brutal Critical means that your Nat 20s will really help you cut off some limbs!

CONS

Beep... beep... beeeep... - Dumping your mental stats has its penalties, and you’ll be failing most of your saving throws. You could’ve perhaps grabbed the Lucky feat for some health insurance (honestly if you can max out your CON and STR before level 20 I’d suggest grabbing Lucky just to reroll some saves), but let’s just say you aren’t completely CC immune.

Me forgot how to doctor... Back to medicine school! - Low mental stats also hurt in roleplay, and while you have a surprising amount of proficiencies (thanks Tasha’s) most of them are for rather niche skills with the exception of perhaps Perception and Persuasion.

Patient; why you out of bed?! - You can throw axes but you’re not exactly a ranged combatant. Most if not all your abilities have very short range, maxing out at around 10 feet. You’re extremely hard to shake off if you can get close but enemies that can kite you will give you a lot of trouble.

But if you want to run in and hit stuff while never dying then Mundo is the man for you! Replace all your brains with brawn to truly go where you please. Just remember that unlike League you’re not completely immune to CC, meaning that it’s more than possible to get put in time out for awhile. But it’s okay if you do; everyone has to take a sick day sometimes!

(Artwork by Terence Cantal and West Studios. Made for Riot Games.)

[eddieismypimp]

Mi Mundo

Mi Mundo

Fezco x reader, platonic Ashtray x reader

Summary: Fez goes to the convenience store for the day and you stay home with a sick Ash.

Warnings: A LOT of fluff for no reason. I haven't wrote in a really long time because of writers block and I STRUGGLED to get the inspiration to write this but I really hope you guys like it :)

You got woken up to Fez moving around. "Where you going?" you asked as soon as you felt him get up out of the bed.

" I have to get ready and go to the store" He said, "I told you I worked today."

You checked the time on your phone. 11:00. He had to leave soon. "Oh yeah.." You said with a frown.

"Don't worry my love, I'll be back before you even know it." He said walking over to your side of the bed and kissing you.

"Another one." You said sweetly. He laughed a little before kissing you again, another one on your nose, your forehead and two more on both your cheeks.

You laughed.

"Okay, that's enough for now, I gotta get ready for real." He said chuckling and walking back over to the dresser to get his clothes for the day.

"Don't ever say those words again, it's never enough." You said in a playful way.

He shook his head, laughing. "you're somethin else you know that."

"Yeah, I know." you said wrapping your arms around him and kissing his cheek. "I'm gonna go make coffee, you want some?" you asked.

"Nah, I'm good, thank you though." He said.

You walked out of the bedroom and knocked on Ash's door. After a few seconds of no answer, you figured he was still sleeping. You walked to the kitchen and started the coffee pot. You were sitting at the kitchen table when Fez walked in and made himself a bowl of cereal. You squinted your eyes a little in confusion. Usually Ash was the very first one up.

"Where's Ash?" You asked him.

"He isn't feeling good today so I told him he could stay home" Fez said "Will you look out for him today?" He asked you.

"Of course I will." You said.

"Thank you my love." he said kissing your forehead.

"You don't even have to thank me, it's no problem at all." you said smiling at him.

He smiled at you. "You're amazing you know that." He said kissing you again.

You smiled at him.

"Okay, I have to go, but I'll see you later, yeah?" He said.

"Okay." You said nodding, getting up to give him one more kiss before he left.

He opened the front door and stepped out. "Lock this door behind me and don't open it for no one." He said.

"Okay mi vida" you said.

He closed the door and you walked over to lock it behind him. After you did that, you took Fez's cereal bowl and your coffee mug to the sink to wash them. You did a little cleaning in the kitchen, and living room. You decided you should probably go check on Ash. As you were going to knock on his door, he opened it, startling you.

"Ash, you scared the fuck outta me" You said, "How are you feeling sweet pea?" You asked him putting the back of your hand on his forehead to see if he had a fever. "No fever, that's a good sign." You said.

He stood there with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. "Y/n, I'm okay, I promise." He said, his voice a little hoarse. He made his way to the living room sitting on the couch making sure the blanket was fully around him.

You followed behind him. "Okay, I just want to make sure" you said, "are you hungry?"

"Yeah, a little" He said softly, "will you make me some soup please?"

"Of course I will" You said smiling at him, "You want a grill cheese with it?"

"Yes please." He said, turning on some cartoons.

"I got you boo." You said walking in the kitchen to start his soup and grilled cheese.

It didn't take very long to make the food at all. You put his soup in a bowl and his grilled cheese on a plate, You also got him a cup of sprite. You sat everything on a tray in front of him.

"There you go my love." You said smiling at him.

"Thank you y/n." He said, taking a sip of his sprite.

You went to walk back into the kitchen to clean up the mess you made.

"Y/n.." Ash said.

"Yes?"

"Can you sit in here with me?" He asked sweetly.

You couldn't help the warm feeling that filled your heart. You and Fez have been together for two years. In that time, you and Ash had gotten pretty close. You guys treated each other like family, it was nice to know that he enjoyed you being around as much as you enjoyed being around.

"Of course I can, let me clean up my mess and I'll be right there." You said. After you cleaned up the dishes you dirtied, you grabbed a drink and went into the living room to sit next to ash. After a while of watching cartoons and talking, he finished his food. He tried to get up to take his dishes to the kitchen but you stopped him.

"I'll take it for you" You said standing up and picking up the dishes. "Is there anything you want while I'm in there?" You asked him.

"Will you get me more sprite?" He asked

You nodded, walking to the sink and washing his dishes before getting him more sprite and a Tylenol for his headache that he was talking about a minute ago. You walked back into the living room handing him his sprite and medicine, sitting down next to him.

"Wanna play call of duty with me?" He asked after he took the medicine.

You nodded, "Sure."

We played the game for a few hours before we got tired of it.

"Wanna watch a movie?" You asked.

"Sure" he said, "can we make a snack first?"

"Yeah, of course" you said as you both stood up, "what kind of snack do you have in mind?" you asked him.

"A hot fudge sundae?" He asked almost pleadingly.

It was 8:30 but he was sick and you never like telling him no anyway. "As you wish my boy." you said dramatically making him laugh.

After we made our sundaes, we went back into the living room. You grabbed the remote, put your feet up on the couch and got on Disney plus. Ash put his feet up on the couch as well, getting comfortable. You scrolled through the movies for a while not being able to choose one.

"How about nemo?" Ash suggested.

"Okay, that's a good movie." You said putting it on.

The movie was almost over. You guys had finished your ice cream a long time ago and Ash was asleep with his head on your shoulder. You were on the brink of falling asleep and it only took a few more minutes before you were out like a light.

You don't know how long you were out but you were woken up by a flash of light. You opened your eyes startled to see Fez standing there looking at something on his phone.

"What are you doing?" You asked him, still half asleep.

"I'm sorry pretty girl, I didn't mean to wake you" He said. "you guys looked so cute, I couldn't help myself."

You laughed. "It's okay." You said carefully moving ash off your shoulder so you didn't wake him. You wrapped your arms around fez. "I missed you so much." You said kissing him all over his face.

"I missed you so much " he said, " did you guys have a good day?" He asked.

"Yeah, we had a really good day" you said, "I missed spending time with ash, he's a pretty great kid." you smiled.

"He likes hanging around you too, I knew you guys were gonna have a good day" He said kissing your cheek. "Thank you for being there for us"

"No, thank you guys for being there for me, I love you." You said.

"I love you too." He said smiling.

"Can you two like, go to your fucking room with that?" We heard Ash say grumpily.

You laughed. "I'm sorry if we woke you ash." You said.

"It's fine." He said as he got up and walked to his room.

"I think he's feeling a little better." Fez said chuckling.

"I hope so." You said. "Did you eat tonight?" You asked Fez.

"I had a bag of chips earlier." He replied nonchalantly.

"A bag of chips? Are you actually joking?" You asked him in actual shock. "Get in the kitchen right now, I'm making you food."

He laughed but followed me to the kitchen. "You don't have to make a big meal baby, a sandwich or something small will be just fine." He walked behind you and laid his head down on your shoulder. "You take such good care of us." He said kissing your neck.

You smiled. "Why wouldn't I?" You asked, " you guys are mi mundo"

[chxwrites]

Hi could you do a fluffy headcanons for Carlos x reader?

Camilo fluff headcannons

a/n Thanks for the request anon, hope you like this :). Requests are open as usual. Might do a carlos version of this actually.

He/him Camilo x Pronoun not specified reader

Warnings: None but Bad puns..?

Masterlist

he would serenade you with a tiple. at ungodly hours too

“CAMILO MADRIGAL ITS FOUR IN THE MORNING”

“BUT I WANTED TO PLAY FOR YOU MI AMOR” cue the angry shutting windows sounds.

“GO BACK TO BED CAMILO, COME BACK TOMORROW ITS TOO EARLY”

would offer you his ruana with like 10 more in the closet.

“Are you sure I can have this..? You always take your ruana with you, Milo”

“Oh I have more in my closet” He opens his closet, showing you the exact same ruana in different conditions depending on how often he used it. some has cute needlework done by Mirabel on it too

physical contact is huge in this relationship, even if it’s platonic. Whether it’s handholding, hugs, kisses or just staying near each other, unconsciously touching. He would definitely notice your arms touching while walking or your hands on his shoulder, he doesn’t show it but hes so happy.

would use really corny pick up lines on you.

“Does it hurt a lot?? Oh jeez stay here i’ll get Tia Julieta” You’d be asking worriedly

“When I fell from heaven? or in love with you?” He’d ask with a shit eating grin, looking so smug you want to kiss and smack him for it.

ruins romantic moments with bad puns and jokes.

Oh you’re having a cute brunch date and you’re making sandwiches which are made by mostly you (with him doing the simplest tasks as you don’t trust him)?

He’ll wrap his arms around your waist, lean in and get you all flustered, putty in his hands and goes

“We make an egg-cellent pair.. Let’s quickly finish and avo-cuddle” He emphasises by picking up an avocado which makes you snort and whack him gently for the puns.

“what? I’m just saying how much I love you from my head tomatoes.”

I think this one is literally canon but he calls you a lot of pet names. By a lot i meant he almost never calls your name.

Amor, Mi vida, Mi mundo, mi cielo, cariño, bonito, precioso.. he can go on forever

-Will sneak into your room at night and cuddle. He has cold feet though. Would be an ass and stick to you even if he’s cold. especially if he’s cold and make you shiver.

likes to pick you up randomly. Doesn’t matter if you’re taller, he’s still do it. He just has this urge to pick you up for no reason and carry you around.

is a shameless simp for you and would compliment you and talk about you for hours around everyone.

“Camilo.. c’mon now you’ve been praising me for like a while now” You nervously piped in

“Pero Preciosa :( I’m just trying to show them how amazing you are”

If you don’t like it then… he’ll try not to. but he’ll end up simping anyways. Too bad, Camilo loves you.

Contrary to his loud personality, he has quiet moments with you too. Where he traces mindless patterns on your skin and lay on his bed or under a tree, enjoying each other’s presence. An occasional “te quiero” is murmured from his lips as he looks at you lovingly. Would definitely dance with you. not a dancer? He’ll hold your hand like you’re his whole world and sway gently with you. Tries to dip you but ends up falling with you when he loses balance.

Asks (begs) His mother, Pepa to give them specific weather for dates

“Mami Por favour! I’ll even do extra chores and try not to steal arepas again from the kitchen.. can you make it snow tomorrow?”

His Tio isn’t exempt from this either.

“TIO BRUNO PLEASE HELP ME SEE THE FUTURE. Would bonita like it if i wore this? DO THEY LIKE CALZONES???”

“… Camilo mi sobrino.. they’ll love it either ways but here we go. Hold on tight alright?”

Same happens to Dolores but she’s gotten used to it. She keeps information for him just to tease him sometimes

Food dates!! Where he takes you around town for the best food besides his Tia’s.

“This too! i’ll have two of these, Gracias” Camilo exclaims excitedly

“Milo.. are you sure? You’ve had a lot already and..” You stare nervously at the bags of food hanging from his arm “That’s quite a lot already”

“Mi cielo, there’s never enough when it’s food. Besides, you wouldn’t wanna starve your precious, handsome novio wouldn’t you?” He fakes a gasp

“… fine, two more tiendas (shops). After that, We go home”

“.. four?” “Camilo!” “Alright alright… but try these cocadas blancas first” He shoves one into your mouth, shutting you up as he drags you along to the next shop.

He… can’t really cook, please don’t let him in the kitchen to cook for you without supervision. Once set the pan on fire. However, he’s willing to learn a quick learner as long as you teach him step by step and he doesn’t get distracted or try to eat the food before it’s done.