#abny

[afincf-tirwer]

Today I am thinking about ywz (haha when am I not) and how I want the fic where he collects himself a little harem of pro players because he’s just a Very Nice Young Man and he’s completely oblivious to the fact that he’s got a trail of pro players wandering after him making heart eyes. It’s what I deserve damn it!

[afincf-tirwer]

@lynne-monstr lmaooo Hst socialising the new glory pros because he’s being used as the litmus test for aggression. Ywz watching in the background like: I sure do hope my vice-captain is feeling enriched right now, he is ywz, don’t worry, he gets to talk and then sometimes hit things with his sword, he’s so enriched rn.

Me if I were a dog

[astrangeghost]

imgonna watch joels pov now i just cant.... i just cant...... ... bad boys..

[gothamite-rambler]

Talia (singing, talking to Jason on her phone): Have you forgotten the lessons I taught you? He's still a threat until he's dead! Finish it.

Batman (connecting the dots): Are you the reason he does that?!

Talia: What are you talking about?

Ra's Al Ghul (smoking): Yes. I have a bunch of videos of them singing together.

Batman snatched the phone away making Talia angry and almost made Ra's attack, but Talia held up her hand to stop him.

Batman: Don't!

Jason (raising his sword for the kill but stopping himself): Oh shit, you're here too.

Talia: I enjoy musicals as well, what of it?

Batman: I knew it! WHY DO YOU ENCOURAGE HIM!

Ra's (in Arabic): La tasrakh ealayha! (Don't yell at her ass!)

Batman (speaking back in Arabic): Autlub minha 'an tatawaqaf ean altaathir ealaa abni! (Tell her to stop influencing my son!) Yeah I learned the language, jackass!

Ra's wanted badly stab the man, but walked off in a huff.

Talia: Don't blame me for him being a talented singer.

Talia held up her hand and walked off ending the conversation.

Batman (into the phone): Don't kill him!

Jason: But... I wanted to. I had a song for it and everything.

Batman (regrettably singing): What good would killing do? When mercy is a skill more of this world could learn to use. The blood we shed, it never dries. Is this what it means to be a warrior of the mind? I hated all of that, but I'm doing it for you, remember that!

Damian on the other hand clapped making his father more embarrassed.

Jason: The bastard sung to make me stop. Damn it, fine.

[soapsquare]

some gifs i found

please add more if you habe abny

[afincf-tirwer]

LYNNE— I am manifesting in ur walls to eat the insulation, I want this so *badly* captains chiming in to remind ywz that he doesn’t stand alone, I am on my knees I am in shambles oh my *god* 😭😭😭

I want Hst gleefully finding the most heartfelt yuwang fics and art and gif sets and going: they’re gonna love this, he can already picture their mortified faces, it is a Good Day to be Huang Shaotian

the first few post-match interviews at worlds must be wild. yu wenzhou gives his interview as captain (situation normal) while being asked about the mistakes that were made because team hasn't fully integrated. and he starts talking about how it's because his leadership isn't strong enough (taking the responsibility as captain, again situation normal).

but yu wenzhou forgets one crucial thing. he is a captain in a team of captains, all of them used to taking responsibility. he's barely a sentence into his answer when every single other captain on the team interrupts all at once to explain why, actually, the mistakes are *their* fault. chaos erupts.

meanwhile, huang shaotian is (quietly, for once) watching all this mayhem unfold in real time. he is very very pleased. he has had this argument, and lost this argument, many times with yu wenzhou over the years. let your the team share the burden, captain. don't take all the blame for yourself. and now he gets to watch yu wenzhou get beaten into submission by all the other team captains who refuse to let yu wenzhou stand on the chopping block all by himself.

yu wenzhou eventually comes to an agreement with his new teammates. it doesn't stop them from trying to protect him in interviews, but they get themselves to a point where at least the interviews aren't pure chaos.

(a whole new enemies to lovers ship is launched during that first interview when wang jiexi physically steps in front of yu wenzhou to says "captain yu is mistaken. it was my fault for not following the plan adequately." to which yu wenzhou gives him the most "wtf" look ever seen from mild-mannered captain yu wenzhou.

for the next six months, huang shaotain gleefully sends yuwang fanart to both yu wenzhou and wang jiexi in their private group chat)

[transkorekiyo]

i drawn alot but i havrnt posted abny of it here so here's my redesign of korekiyo and his sister :3

um tw for,, tits i think, and um. body horror . yuh.

[cast-you-dxwn]

It’s always worse when they beg.

It’s why they sweep in like they do, he thinks. Holy water and grenades, boot knives and sidearms, no quarter given, no argument brooked.

Lots of rooms, splitting up the contubernia to clear them. He can hear the others, Saltern and Kyrkos and Von Licht, gunshots echoing down the halls and radio traffic whispering in his ear.

He’s alone. They are alone.

Little concrete room, string lights and throw rugs, as desk with a computer and a comfy little bed in the corner, a bong and some weed on the dresser. As much like a bedroom as it can look.

It’s always worse when they beg.

He’s looking at her through his sights, irons, settled center mass. She’s wearing pajamas with cartoon geese on them.

Not she. It.

It- she- it- no, Christ, she, is cowering. Knees drawn up to her chest, her horns making her unable to squeeze as far back into the corner as she’d like. Her hands are raised, trembling, her face buried in her knees until all he can see are the tears streaming from her bright yellow eyes.

“Please…”

Her voice is little more than a whimper, and he wonders how he must look. Armored, faceless, more faceless than the exorcists ever were, death in feathers carrying a cross and a rifle. She knows why they’re here. She can hear her ilk being slaughtered all around her.

It’s always worse when they beg.

She looks young. He doesn’t know how that translates to demons, but he’s seen older succubi. Can’t be more than twenty, or whatever the equivalent is.

For the barest of seconds it’s 108 degrees and he’s standing over a body. Boy can’t be more than seventeen but there’s a rusty old tokarev in his hand and a hole in his head. There’s a woman screaming. Jacobs has his M-4 in her face but she doesn’t care.

“Abni! Tifli alsaghira! Min fadlik ya Allah min fadliki!”

It’s only a second, and he’s back in the little concrete shithole this demon has done her level best to turn into a home. She’s still crying, her shoulders are shaking, and the Archenemy looks for all the world like a scared girl pleading for her life.

“Please…please don’t kill me. I won’t come back. I’ll find some other way to scrape by…Please…”

And maybe she’s telling the truth. Maybe she���ll leave and get her fix from some sinner or some other demon. Maybe Asmodeus will take pity on the sole survivor of this little coven and never send her back to earth again.

But maybe she’ll be right back next month, consigning some poor dumb bastard to perdition with those big yellow eyes.

The barrel comes up, the rifle kicks once, and she slumps to the side, one of those eyes glazing over and the other nothing but a gaping hole in her skull.

It’s always worse when they beg.

[unroxyfication]

iliterally said this when i finished the rfirst one that i should wait before i started the second game. because ill finish it in a week and then there wont be abny more for me

[blog-of-a-time-bitch]

".. Just happy to see you, ya abni."

The arabic wasn't uncommon for Aion — but he wonders if it is for Vered's Aion. His Vered was always confused whenever he spoke arabic in reference to him, and it made him giggle. It gave him an excuse to playfully poke fun at him.

The memory only makes him feel sick.

[ @theflowerboyvered ]

Aion is leaning against a tree in a forest he doesn't recognize. At that point, he didn't care. Tears were streaming from under and over his mask, and he was shaking with grief and shame. This isn't his Vered. He shouldn't be indulging in this. This wasn't his Vered, so he needed to stop treating him like he was.

Aion wipes his mask, and continues to tap on his phone.

[kerosene-saint]

peeb

weebz

paatirc

stub

:D

awwweee paatric stub that's my favorite guy ever fr /gen I also like abny hurbly

[autistickaitovocaloid]

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aihtiajatih alasasia

tifli yahtaj ausbueiana

hifadat 120$

halib 100$

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arju musaeadati waltabarue

tama altahaquq min qabl @gazavetters, raqmi almawjud fi alqayimat hu (#140)

[afincf-tirwer]

GPA pros are screaming, crying, throwing up in yuhuang’s respective inboxes, they can’t handle this, typos and sobbing aplenty.

Yuhuang are baffled and had no clue their friends were this invested. Hwq sent a video of drunk zxj crying on his shoulder. Zjl keeps posting “love is dead, just like yuhuang 😭💔” over black and white images of dead flowers.

Wjx just keeps sending them couples counselling links, he’s doing extensive research on this, all the professionals come highly recommended.

Blue Rain are literally just trying to parent trap them, it’s their one goal now, another championship???? No, yuhuang reconciliation, they are *laser-focused*

silly crack fic where blue rain wins another championship but attention is quickly drawn away from their win by the fact that yuhuang accidentally celebrated it by making out in the middle of the crowded stadium. now they have to deal with PR and HR and marketing and their boss and the fans. (at first, management is angry at drawing attention away from the team but they quickly realize there are Yuhuang Marketing Opportunities.

what I'm getting at is that yu wenzhou and huang shaotian fake a breakup just to get some peace and quiet. what they didn't could on was their friends being so genuinely broken hearted about it. so yeah, they traded one type of drama from another

[heartbluerthanmyballss]

jhjost abNY KEYBOARD IS BREAKINH SHHRL

[actionyak]

abny way if you are sitting in bed and go to lay down be careful that your head is aligned with the pillow so you don't bash the back of your head against the wall or headboard message brought to you by ow ow god my fucking head it hurts so bad

[historias-multorum]

which abny of within-the-resort's residents would you want to interact the most, Mun?

Honestly? I dunno. Like, they have a large selection of OCs and canon muses that perk my interest. But if I had to pick the most? Probably Ash Suzuki.