#Thread 7

[enduringdevotion]

Gotta Stop Meeting Like This ||@brokeassgoing/@hypnoticallycaucasian||

Astarion was nowhere to be seen. At least, not from what Nico's been able to track down on his own. All he has to go on is a title;

The Pale Horror.

Pointed ears, pale skin, dark leathers. All you will see is the gleam of red in the dark before you're butchered and drained alive. Sounded like his father when in killer mode, which would only make sense with his kidnapping. Roberto will be furious when he finds out.

He hopes his old man at least was okay. He hadn't heard a damn thing about him.

It's your fault I died, kid. It'll be yours if I die again.

"Ugh, shut up." This must be what the moss felt like. But he's showing no signs of infection. He hasn't seen any black moss either. No pulsating red, no war, no-

Gunfire rips him out of his thoughts, making him jerk back into the street he was in prior. He peers from the corner, noting a familiar figure hauling ass away, cursing at his guns it seems. Jammed, or out of rounds by the sounds of it. Damnit, if only he-

Light bloomed beside him, a pillar slowly prying open just shy of his instinctive reach. Cloth slipped from it, familiar and inviting.

When he rounded the corner, fabric fluttered around him, clasps latching on to one another before clipping to his belt in a rippling mass. He grunts as the massive cross thumps on his hip, a familiar weight as he braces himself. The long end hissed as it sprung open, dark eyes flashing down at the red head behind cover.

"Get your ass moving before you owe me more than a drink." He flashes a grin to the broker before his hand twisted in the skull trigger system.

The machine gun ripped into the street, making the gaggle of cronies howl and scramble to flee. Getting involved in gang business wasn't on his list of things for the day. But if anyone had intel on this place, it was probably the broker himself.

Besides, he missed the weight and near purr of the Punisher clicking away only to be twisted, a flick of his wrist and the reload mechanism activated. Another volley of bullets rained hell on the men as he slowly backed up towards the street he'd come from, keeping an eye out around them and on the broker.

[toa-masquerade]

Wearing a face that isn’t yours feels uncomfortable at the pit of your stomach- though the feeling is addictive all the same. A brief moment in time where now you no longer have to worry about who you are or should be, where you can just be yourself- or rather, someone else entirely. Perhaps that’s why those occasions were so rare, otherwise your life would’ve surely ended up a trainwreck if you had been left to be whoever you wanted to be. Who knows.

You decide that you love it for the time being, as you adjust your mask on your face. Or rather, your new face for this moment.

“Well, if this place doesn’t look like a fever dream in the best way possible…” You speak out loud, eyes scanning your surroundings, trying to find something or someone you can recognize- none.

It’s almost comforting. You know no one. They don’t know anyone either.

“How may we address each other with no names to use?”

[archerdepartures116]

Ill post this au( inspired by tweet above) i started on my twt on Tumblr too

First part

more comic panels below

Second part

Third part

Fourth part

Shenanigans side extra

this is currently an ongoing series, if this does well here, I will continue posting these in bulk (～￣▽￣)～

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[fangsanddaggers]

Hunting (For Logs) ||@magnusmodig||

The festival seemed to be a time of giving. Such as being given plenty of information about the surrounding areas.

This was made ever clearer to him when given intel on a pack of animals that may have blood about to be feral and possibly need to be taken down. A perfect opportunity for a hungry Vampire looking to stop feeding from his friend.

He and Legato were... Friends... Right?

Astarion shakes his head as he stalks through the fields, prepared to fight. He was told they were wrapped in tree bark and vines. Something to grab onto, tear away before getting to the throat or flesh of wherever he can manage. Large bumbling things that snarl and snap, that lash out and attack, thar spark out and bite angrily. They're just defending their territory, their trees, of course. But Astarion was also defending his stomach! He's hungry, they should be happy to share, it's the season of giving!

It's in his stalking he hears noise. A cry from a beast, a grunt from a male. He hears more chittering from the creatures and almost walks away. It wasn't his place to be bothered about someone getting into trouble. They dug their grave, they should lie in it, right?

It would be so easy to let him die and move on.

He's not even aware of his feet pulling him in the direction of the fight until he's snatched up a small stone and skittered forth. It only clicks into his mind when he bolts from the shadows, swift and quiet as he'd learnt to do, pouncing on the nearest beast and driving the sharp stone into brambles.

The spawn grunts, red flashing for half a second to the broad man fighting a pack of five creatures, the one he'd grabbed having been mid leap at his spine. He thrashes at the beast, throwing it off balance before kicking with all his force into it's tangled side.

A wheeze escapes him as he staggers, bumping into the large back of the blonde, baring fangs to the beast where the man couldn't see, raising the sharp stone up as he dropped into a leveled crouch.

"Introductions later?" He cast the words over his shoulder as the beasts stalked around them, the one he'd struck finding it's footing and trying to shake off his surprise attack.

One was clearly down for the count from the man's fight, another two worse for wear, but still one seems untouched and the last was staring venom at Astarion for ruining the sneak attack.

The spawn was far too smug at that look, smirking to the beast.

"I've got your back if you have mine." It felt easy, familiar, almost peaceful.

This was what he knew best, what he'd longed for since arriving. Fighting with heat at his back of a companion. One he barely knew but trusted, somehow. A shared problem to overcome the only thing tying them together, bringing life and vigor back to his dreary mind.

Astarion felt alive again.

[castielsprostate]

💀

[angelictragedy]

Touch to feathers are met with a soft breath, a quiet sigh of pleasure as he melts down into the hold of his beloved human. Legato was everything to Nai, he'd fight tooth and nail to keep him here as he deserves to be, not what Knives made him into.

"As there is nothing worth living for beyond you, my sweet summer." He whispers, kissing just shy of the other's temple, unwilling to dislodge his face from cooled plant flesh. "Whatever shall come to pass, we shall face hand in hand." He's not sure there is a limit for him, a point where he'd choose death over life. Everything he's seen is familiar, normal.

Boring. At least in the terms of trying to horrify him. The moss was bringing up his traumas, his fears, his terrors, but he'd become so desensitized to it all that the only thing to catch him was seeing the corpse of his lover. But he had a coping mechanism for that. Find the doll, hold the doll his love made for him to his lips, murmur love and promises to said doll as he searches for his real love to simply stare at as he works and breathes. Maybe touch him or softly demand a kiss or to be held. There was nothing more he needed, truly.

Legato nods, relaxing again, soothed again. If anyone can call back the mad beast that he saw himself become, it would be his angel. No one else could command control of him like that, drag him back from such a brink. Before, Knives wouldn't have cared to bother. Now, here, like this, Legato knows Knives would do whatever he needed to to save Legato from himself.

"Thank you," he breathes, reassured. The last of the tension in his frame slides away as he tucks his face into the crook of Knives' neck, pressed as close as he can get. One hand reaches out to card through feathers again, letting them slide through his fingers like silk.

"I would rather die with you then alone, as much as I would prefer to live. If this infection proves more then we can bare then let us fall together." He's at peace with the idea, dying in the arms of his angel, together even in their ends. He'd rather live, if they can fight it, but if not, he'd rather breathe his last with Knives.

The thought of bringing his own end has never seemed so sweet, for all that he suspects (hopes now) that it wouldn't be a permanent end here.

"I don't think Echoes like us die here, not permanently. Temporary or permanent, I have little wish to live without you. There is nothing for me in a life without you."

[melonisopod]

Lifetime Stew is so much darker in hindsight.

Sinclair and Don Quixote both get it, and it’s specifically *Lust*, not *Gluttony*, despite being food-themed. (Although Gluttony in Limbus terms is basically Greed, and Lust very broadly refers to “desire” for things that aren’t material).

So, Lifetime Stew is based on the fable of Stone Soup, wherein a man managed to feed his whole village by bringing each together with a different ingredient, to make a soup that would last forever. He just kept telling each person in the town square, “All it needs is one more ingredient,” and everyone just kept adding to it. Is the gist of it.

Sinclair and Don have voice lines that more or less imply the same thing - the Abnormality (Basilisoup) just wants everyone to try its delicious soup! Cute, silly concept, right?

So what do Sinclair and Don Quixote have in common?

(SPOILERS beyond this point! You’ve been warned)

In Canto 3, Sinclair recalls that once his mother, father, and sister all received full-body prosthetics, they no longer had a need to eat. The table was set and food was placed only for him. It’s one of the things he found so especially heartbreaking, that he was the only one left in his family who could still eat food. It’s such a core memory that it’s plastered on the window-wall of his cell for his base E.G.O., four roboticized humans sitting at the table, with no food present.

He desperately misses getting to share meals with his family.

And in La ManchaLand, the Bloodfiends have been starved of blood for the past 200 years, barely sustaining themselves on hemobars that don’t satisfy them. They can *live* without subsisting on human blood, but they’re utterly miserable doing so. The only one of the First Kindred’s clan who escaped such a fate was of course, Sancho, though she’d long forgotten she is a Bloodfiend, Faust says she still craves blood. She’d been in effect, the only Bloodfiend allowed to sate her cravings, while the rest of her kin starved. Being the only Bloodfiend able to escape their fate was so traumatic for Sancho that she wanted to forget everything about herself.

In other words, Basilisoup/Lifetime Stew is about “the joy of sharing a meal with family,” something both Sinclair and Don Quixote desperately wish for.

KIM JIHOON WHEN I FUCKING GET YOU

[columboscreens]

[sunnyirry]

still a Till is alive truther (crazy ik) but god do I have so many comic ideas of him in heaven

[egophiliac]

HOW WE FEELING ABOUT THE UPCOMING NEWSS 👹👹👹

man, it's a good thing they stopped doing the episode 7 SSRs, because I'm really low on keys and gems right now and --

OH NO

[brofightiscancelled]

list of fanfics i like

ichimatsu and todomatsu get white girl wasted. it's funny

totty climbs mt fuji by himself. really really nice character study fic

totty climbs other mountains with his brothers, followup to the last fic. the brother interactions are very funny and on point

denki mystery AU fic. the only one that exists, as far as i'm concerned. captures the stilted haunted vibe wonderfully. surprise cameo in the second chapter

suuji abt the spaces left between family gaps. i really like how jyushi's POV is written in this, it's a good balance of his silly goofiness and emotional intelligence. probably the only "jyushi deals w ichi attempting" fic ive liked

karamatsu's endurance test. excellently characterized. i like how it examines kara's Suffering without it feeling over the top or dramatic, the mundaneity of makes it sadder imo

osomatsu (high school) has a heart to heart with his dad while high on pain killers. i love how matsuzou is written in this one. i love family bonding

matsuyo watches her one-in-a-billion babies fight into the world. ohhhhh i love you matsuyoooo

97k word 46 chapter fanfic about karamatsu getting a gf and nothing bad happens to him. in breaking news, the super angsty and dramatic high stakes fan-favorite does in fact have the most ic, charming and hilarious narrative voice of all time

193k(??!!?) word fanfic abt karamatsu getting stuck in a time loop. again, the super angsty dramatic fan favorite does in fact have the most ic/charming/funny narrative voice. this one leans a Bit far into the drama for my personal tastes but is still excellent

high school matsus. ichi breaks his leg and jyushi pushes his wheelchair. most of the fic writers seem to have fallen off by the time the movie canonicized their HS personalities so i like every opportunity to see them interact

jyushimatsu's girlfriend meets all of his brothers. this one is just sweet and cute. i love you jyushimatsu's sad girlfriend

jyushi and ichi find a lost dog. this whole 2 by 2 series is quite good this one is just my fave

osomatsu and chibita pull back the curtain. now This is quality childhood friends content. character writing is great

jyushi post-letter fic. devastating. deserves special mention for the most fun jyushi character voice

^ this whole series is excellent. love reflecting on childhood moments. karamatsu having the best night of his life while his brothers are all having a fucked up and miserable one is so funny to me. i NEED to know how totty's interview went

[ndostairlyrium]

reddit user LadyNorbert told me personally to stand there to unlock banters and I will forever be grateful

[sanjiaftersex]

Sanji during Water 7 and Enies Lobby :

"Who the hell are you?"

GET HIM, CUNTJI

I firmly stand by the point that the strawhats would fall apart and Robin would be taken if sanji (and zoro) were not present during water 7 and Enies lobby. These are some of the things i loved the most about sanji during Water7 and Enies Lobby arcs :

(1) Protecting the captain AND the crew : When Luffy and usopp were fighting over merry, at one point sanji instantly kicks Luffy to shut him up.

His empathy, protectiveness and foresight really shines here. He knew that Luffy wouldnt be able to forgive himself if he kicked Usopp out, but at the heat of the moment he was about to do just that. So he protected Luffy and became the voice of reason in Luffy's incredibly vulnerable moment.

At the same time, sanji showed empathy towards Usopp by standing up for him. During this fight, Usopp was physically and mentally weak, and seeing that at least one of his crewmates stopped the captain actually helped usopp feel like less alienated in the crew. This way Sanji became the (violent) rock for both Luffy and usopp in that moment.

(2) Trust : Some people make fun of this panel but all the Strawhats were deeply CONFUSED with Robin's participation in iceburg's assassination (which is normal cz she hadnt been with them for long and she was an enemy before joining the crew). But sanji could tell that she was lying and he trusted his crewmate (NOT BECAUSE SHE IS A WOMAN). Sanji never doubted Robin's intentions for even a moment and he was fully prepared to go save her (not question or clarify with her like the others wanted to) from the very first moment.

(3) Bravery :

Robin was scared out of her skull during this arc even though she was putting up a tough front at first. But sanji understood her desperation and the urgency of the situation. And like a dumbass, he got on the train ON HIS OWN after leaving a message to nami. Franky and usopp being there was his dumb luck but he would've been dead with the choice he made in water 7.

(4) Chivalry : It can't be a sanji admiration post without mentioning his endless chivalry. People may call him a pervert (which he is). But he actually respects women and he stood firm on his morals even in the face of death. This is a real Prince like man he didn't counter-attack kalifa even though she broke his teeth, turned him into a block of soap and pushed him from a high floor.

(4) in a crisis situation sanji showed Usopp that he believed in his capabilities, not with sympathy but with logic. Even in the face of danger he was sharp in the mind and empathetic towards his friend. This eventually led to Usopp actually succeeding to snipe the keys to robin and franky on the bridge of hesitation and that move is what saved Robin from being dragged to the gates of justice.

We can see how Sanji's words encouraged Usopp and propelled him into action.

(5) Intelligence :

While on the train, sanji devised a plan to rescue Robin before reaching Enies Lobby.

At enies lobby when they were up against the the Government's elite assassinators, Sanji came up with the plan to collect the keys and save Robin.

The strawhats would be deadmeats if sanji didnt sneak out mid fight to close the gates of justice. The whirlpool is what let the strawhats escape. So, Sanji's foresight and intelligence is what finally saved his crew from a national level buster call.

(6) Emotional Intelligence :

Sanji quietly kept tabs on Usopp from time to time the entire period he was out of the crew. Let's all acknowledge Usopp would've probably died in that Aqua Laguna if sanji (and chopper) didn't go warn him about it. And he was very considerate in the way he didn't do it directly to not hurt usopp's pride.

Moreover in the water 7 filler arc we can see how sanji was still keeping an eye on Usopp and that he was planning to return to the crew. He didn't cut off his friend just because the crew was going through a rough phase.

(Someone joked how Usopp probably had to be put on suicide watch during water 7 and i was like THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT SANJI HAD BEEN DOING THE ENTIRE TIME THANKS FOR NOTICING )

[troythecatfish]

[clefadrylcorner]

The real loss of Capcom putting Kristoph in the basement is that we can no longer get any more scenes or context about the weird gay shit he and Phoenix had going on. I think they painted eachothers nails and shotgunned cigarettes together during the late hours and explored eachothers bodies once or twice, you know what I mean. I just feel like we could have had a scene where Phoenix talks about him in passing and says some shit like how when they drank together they only used one glass between the two of them; both because they were close and because it guaranteed to Phoenix that he wouldn't be poisoned by Kristoph if they were using the same glass, and then apollo looks at him like he just said he kissed his old boss with tongue. I just think it would be funny, you know

[lesbianshepard]

so the current project im on might be split up to send us to another surveying project 4 hours south of here. we might find out tomorrow who's being sent away. i think they're going to decide based on who lives where.

anyway send good vibes my way that i'm sent on the project with the coworkers I like or that the project is pushed back a few months ❤