#anyWAY this is me being weirdly up on the what the kids are listening to

[carolmunson]

carol is at the laundromat.

(reader references being formally catholic as a child.)

New guy, you think, when you shuffle through your apartment door and down the hall — spotting him at the end of it. You’d seen him once or twice before in very brief passing. You’re sure he’d never noticed, you barely noticed him. Only that mop of curly brown hair and the clink of his wallet chain.

“Oh here,” he smiles, holding the door open for you that leads into the stairs to the basement.

“I’m actually not going to the laundry room,” you smile politely but tightly.

“You sure?” his brows quirk behind his curly bangs, brown eyes landing on the laundry in your arm.

“I’m sure,” you nod, “I’m going up the street.”

“Why?” he asks, lifting his full laundry bag higher up his shoulder, “There’s laundry in the building.”

“Eh, when your panties start going missing you stop wanting to use the amenity,” you shrug, “Plus, you’re not gonna find one washer open down there right now.”

“And you are? It’s Sunday — peak laundry day,” he counters. You chuckle, shaking your head — it only makes him more intrigued.

“Maybe downstairs,” you shrug, “You new to the neighborhood or something?”

“Seven months.”

“Hmm,” you nod, “Well, if you didn’t notice yet - lot of churches over here. And if time serves me right, church starts around 9 and runs until 10; sometimes 11.”

Your head tilts toward the clock on the yellowed walls of the hallway, “So, 9:15 is the perfect time to go.”

“No way,” he grins, “I don’t know if I buy it.”

“Don’t take my word for it. Everyone’s at church and everyone who isn’t is probably hung over,” you explain, “You wanna come and see for yourself? Washers are weirdly better over there anyway.”

He looks at the stairs and then at you, then at the clock, and the rainy weather outside. The elevator dings, two people walking by with laundry bags to head down the stairs.

With a sigh, he accepts the fate, “Alright, you got me.”

You both venture out into the soft mist of a dark gray Sunday morning, your IKEA bag of dirty laundry weighing heavy on your shoulder.

“Seventh months, huh? Welcome.”

“Thanks. What about you?”

“Ten years,” you laugh, “Not in this building, this is year three. But I’ve been in the area a while.”

“Cool,” he smiles, “I never see you around.”

“I live on the first floor, so our chances of an elevator meet cute are pretty slim,” you pull at the bag again while you turn the corner, he follows suit.

“Oh true, I’m on four.”

“Jealous. Good sun?”

“Yeah,” he smirks bashfully, “Like, really good.”

“That’s good. Though, it’s a good compromise for sharing a floor with Mrs. Slattery.”

“I really thought I was on her good side,” he turns back when he realizes he’s a few steps ahead, “Three weeks in she saw me in a Dio shirt, came home to a cross on my door.”

“She is…” you roll your eyes, crossing the street to the laundromat on the corner, “Easily the most god fearing Catholic I’ve ever met. And I’ve met a lot.”

You both make your way through the door, loose on its hinges. It’s a dilapidated place, and there’s a better laundromat two more blocks down, but you’re used to this now. The owner in the corner with her earbuds in, listening to gospel while she works on wash and folds. An older man with four bags of clothing on the other side, bedding for the family.

“You weren’t kidding,” he observes the emptiness, putting his laundry over an unused washing machine. There were plenty available for the taking.

“I know,” you murmur while you load your own machine - your favorite one. Row three, four washers down. Medium sized.

He gets to work too, the hardware on his wallet chain and leather jacket jingle like change in the pockets he pulls out of his jeans and sweatpants before he tosses them in to be washed.

Locked and loaded, he stands next to you, “Do you just go back home and come back to switch?”

“I stay for the wash,” you explain, “And then once I switch, there’s a café another block over that I’ve been going to for a while. Normally get breakfast while I wait for my clothes to dry. They have the best fucking biscuits.”

“Okay, okay, I hear that,” he grins, lower lip tucking into his teeth while he pulls his frizzing curls up into a bun at the back of his head, “Mind if I join you?”

“Nah, I don’t mind,” you take a seat on one of the cracked plastic chairs against the windows walls where he follows suit, “Been here almost a year…have you like, explored the neighborhood at all?”

“Honestly?” he holds his shoulders up by his ears with a hint of embarrassment, “Not really. Hate doing shit like that alone.”

“Do you not have friends?” you ask, realizing how accidentally mean it sounds as it comes out. He laughs anyway, heartily.

“Some, not around this area though,” he finishes out with a chuckle.

“Well, I’ll show you the café, there’s a lot of stuff over there that’s pretty cool,” you assure, checking the clock.

“I believe you. I’m not in a position to be saying no to friends in the neighborhood.”

“Good,” you smile, not even caring that you look exactly how you did when you rolled out of bed this morning.

“But if the biscuits are bad, it’s over,” he teases in faux seriousness. Denim leg crossing over the other, Vans now a grey and black from the weather outside.

“You’re gonna be more mad at me over how good they are,” you cross your legging’d legs to match his posture.

“You better hope so,” he huffs playfully, “I’m Eddie by the way.”

“Eddie,” you repeat back, introducing yourself, “Nice to meet you.”

“I’m glad we didn’t have our meet cute on the elevator,” Eddie smiles, “This is much more fun.”

“Also,” he turns, “If you ever wanna see how good the sunlight is upstairs, you can come over if you want.”

[hirsheyskisses]

OP Boys: Special Hugs (03)

Kid & Killer

(Short Scenarios)

WARNING: Kidd's part gets a lil NSFW. no need done, but suggestive.

Eustass "Captain" Kid.

♥︎ let's get one thing straight

♥︎ he doesn't do "hugs"

♥︎ no see he does this really creepy staring thing from a distance. He practically SENSES when you're in the room with him, and he turns his head and stares.

♥︎ he thinks he's subtle but he's really not

♥︎ what, you broke a knife? Here, have 20 more he made himself for this exact occasion. Why are you looking at him so weird? YOUR OLD KNIVES WERE TRASH ANYWAYS HIS ARE BETTER >:(

♥︎ also, weirdly specific way of flirting with insults that are actually compliments

♥︎ yeah, that energy.

♥︎ but fate leads to the weirdest shit, so..

"....a fucking sea-stone box."

"I tried to tell ya, Cap'n.."

Taking a look at your situation, there was no avoiding it. Your Captain just didn't listen to reason, it wasn't in his blood. Now, you were cramped against his chest in a tiny, sea stone box, that was only ever intended to hold him.

Not an extra human.

"Quit your damn squirmin." Kid grunted, flesh arm wrapping around you. It was pitch black, so neither of you knew where body parts were until you felt them out. "Tryna give you more room.." you muttered. Currently, you were awkwardly pressed against him: head just above his, hands on his shoulders, and legs resting on his. "No, you're tryna shove your tits into my face."

You could almost see the smirk with his words, "If I wanted my tits in your face, they'd be there! Now hush and let me move," you slowly twisted your body, hand grabbing his thigh for balance. His hand danced up your waist, half helping you turn your back to him.

"If I do this, you'll have more leg room." Which is something you figured he desperately needed, being damn near 6'5 and built like a tank, yet again, cramped in a tiny box that was sucking his energy.

"Mhm.. yeah. Yer gropin' my thigh, sweetie. 'S much as I love the energy, a box ain't the place we're gonna do this." You tightened your grip, chuckling out of pure annoyance: this absolute and utter piece of work-

"...Captain, for the love of all that's holy, shut the fuck up- please."

"So polite." He snickered, his lips now right next to your ear.

You successfully had your back against his chest now, knees brought up to your own, and dropped your head on them. You could hear Kid chuckling softly, his arm wrapping around your middle.

"The hell are you doing?" "Mmmmmmm...." He groaned in your ear.

Heat rushed up to your face. "What the hell?!" "Ya smell good." "Yeah well you smell like fuckin sweat so-"

He drew you closer, dropping his head ontop of yours, "when we get out of here.. so will you."

Long story short, if Kid had known what it'd take to get you so flustered and in his arms was to put you both in a cramped space.. well, let's just say this isn't the last time.

"Massacre Solider" Killer

• it takes a lot for Killer to get touchy Feely.

• Contrare to his captain's kinda horny love, his is, way more subtle. (Mostly because, thanks to the mask, you can't see him watching you.)

• when he decides he wants to try himself with you, he starts popping up. Everywhere.

• You're genuinely surprised he hasn't popped up while you're showering at this point

• however, Killer does have a weakness, being from the south blue. And that's the cold.

• see, you're from the north blue. You're used to it.. and so..

"...you're bundled up-"

"And youre.. not."

You quirked a brow, eyeing your Vice Captain. He was currently dressed in three of the puffiest jackets you'd ever laid eyes on, an ear flap hat over his mask, gloves, and the fuzziest pants ever. Meanwhile, you were dressed in a simple jacket, boots, regular jeans, and gloves.

"Ya look.. fluffy." You could almost swear he was still shivering a bit. "...Killer, you can head back inside. I've got the watch."

He shook his head, "'s better to have two people on watch." "In some cases, sure, but when the second person is so cold they're dressed like an old lady.."

You watched the blonde tense, "...I don't understand how you're not cold." You snickered, shaking your head. Snow was beginning to fall from the sky- you'd long since entered a winter biome. "I am cold, but not that cold."

"You're insane." "I think the same about you South Blue folk in the heat. North Blue folk are built for the cold."

Killer shook his head again, joining you in leaning over the rail.

"...you've been out here for a while. Let me take over." Killer said. He was right, but if he was the next in line.. "Thanks, killer, but I'll stay out here with you."

"Go inside. You're not dressed properly for this cold."

"Did you not listen to a word of what I just said- I'm built for this-"

"Did you not listen to what your Vice Captain just told you?"

"Sorry, don't see him. I do see a cold, stubborn child." You were careful not to use the term kid.

"."

"..."

"......"

"You're worse than Kid."

"I'll take that at face value and be insulted."

He sighed, "impossible."

A few hours later, you both were switching shifts with Heat and Wire. Walking into the kitchen, you stretched, watching Killer de-layer by the fire. A smirk tugged at your lips as you approached the masked man from behind, staring over his shoulder.

"The caterpillar emerges from its cocoon!" "Shut." He grumbled, removing his gloves last. His hands looked tenser than usual, likely because of the cold. So hatched your master plan of..

Grabbing his hands, and engulfing them with your own, and lifting them both to rest at your neck. Because of his mask, you couldn't see what he felt: but oh, if you could, this man was panicking.

Finally, he mustered, "...you're a human heater."

"That I am! Besides, neck, underarms, and .. between the thighs are the warmest part on any human. Thought you'd know that."

Silence. His fingers flexed and tightened at your shoulders, before, without warning, he had you picked up and thrown over his shoulder, stalking down the halls.

"EH? KILLER-" before you knew it, he'd thrown open the door to his room, tossed you on the bed, and quickly yanked a blanket over you both, snuggling into bed without even taking his boots off.

"...do I wann-" "...you're my personal heater. So sleep."

Well, he's wanted to do that for a while regardless.. holding you in his arms, lay on top of you.. the occasion was just too perfect not to throw rank around a bit.

[cerismo]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

P1. P2. P3. P4.

��� . . . pairing. toxic!rafe x toxic!fem kook!olivia wilson

୨ৎ . . . genre. slow burn. everyone else can see it but them (trope)

.ᐟ . . . content warnings. cussing, arguing

Rafe Cameron and Olivia Wilson were too blind to see their love for each other.

“please please please, don’t prove I’m right”

I had just slapped Rafe fucking Cameron. The prince of the kooks. The son of Ward Cameron. Was I about to be in a shitload of trouble. I froze in absolute fear of what might happen next.

Rafe just froze. His blue eyes now filled with anger and even more hatred than I could possibly imagine. Everyone around was now staring, intrigued by the previous events that had just occurred.

“Olivia Rennee fucking Wilson. I’m gonna ask you one time and one time only. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!?” He screamed so loud that everyone around jumped in fear and utter shock. Yeah Rafe had a violent side but I mean it never showed like this, did I really piss him off that bad, I mean he did call me a slut…

I opened up and closed my mouth a countless number of times searching for the right words to say, but then it hit me in this very moment that I didn’t owe anything to Rafe. So I said the first thing that came to mind, which was the obvious. “You called me a fucking slut. And I am not a slut.” I said moving closer towards him and jabbing my finger in his chest.

“Shit you cloud be fooled me. You were practically begging to fuck Travis.” He said with one hand on his hip and the other pushing my hand back down to my side. I looked around at everyone, and eventually locked eyes either Travis. I quickly shifted my gaze towards my feet in the warm evening sand. The tears started to fill up in my eyes, treating to spill over, but I fought back as hard as I could. But failed in the end, I looked back up and everyone was still staring, I met eyes with the evil, and cruel man in front of me.

“I wasn’t begging to fuck him, and it’s a fucking party, everyone fucking. Are you telling me I can’t have fun now?” I said with sarcasm high in my voice and anger coursing through my rims. The tears I had were well gone away by now. I was just fucking angry that he would even say something like that, in front of everyone. Once again he fucking embarrassed me.

“I BEG YOU DON’T EMBARRASS ME MOTHERFUCKER”

“See Olivia, this is why I didn’t want you at this fucking party anyway. You don’t fucking listen.” He seemed so angry with me even though I should be the angry one, and I am. Why the fuck was he so upset that I was “begging to fuck Travis”? It’s not like he hasn’t slept with almost the whole fucking Outerbanks.

“Well you’re not my fucking Father so shut the hell up and back off.” I said snapping at him, officially done with his bullshit. I was beginning to turn around to go back and receive comfort from my friends when he grabbed my fucking arm for like the tenth time today, but this time a little harder than the others, as if that was even possible.

He started dragging me back up the trail leaving my friends and any other partygoers that were listening in and watching in confusion.

“Rafe let me go. Rafe-“ I struggled to escape the grasp of his weirdly large hands. The whole walk was silent yet again. We had finally reached my car, and once again he almost fucking threw me against my car. “Can you stop fucking throwing me against things please.” I said straightening my dress, and rubbing the soreness from Rafes grasp on my arm.

“Go home Olivia.” He said his face emotionless, I stared at his blank face searching for anything, anything that could help me understand why he was being this way towards me, of course we hated each other but did he have to embarrass me in front of all the fucking kids on the island.

He watched me for a while before speaking again. “Get your ass in the fucking car Olivia!” He was now yelling at me once again, if the people on the beach didn’t hear us earlier they definitely heard us now.

“Why the hell should I Rafe? It’s my fucking life, I can do what I-“ I couldn’t even finish my fucking sentence before Rafe was yet again grabbing my arm, and throwing me in my own car. I just sat there for a minute. I rolled down the window and blankly stared at Rafe.

I sighed as I knew that this wasn’t going anywhere. “What about Sarah, I picked her up?” I asked softly not even having the energy to argue anymore.

“Don’t worry about her, just take your ass home Olivia.” Rafe said rubbing his entire face through his hands. He glanced back up at me and ga me a “well what are you waiting for” kinda look. I sighed once again and started the engine placing my car in reverse, backing out of the lot.

Rafe was already making his way back to the party, before I even left the lot. I sighed in relief that this conversation was over, or so I thought…

MO YAPS

tagged: @venusxsturnio, @flouvela, @monroesturnns

AHHHH guys. This is getting intense like i’m genuinely worried for liz, like their on first name basis now? And those arm grabs are starting to scare me, I should stop…

Anywaysss lemme know your thoughts in the comments or reblog, it’s appreciated <3

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Humans have the tendency to put poisonous plants in their mout and enjoy eating it ( coffee and anything that has effects of being spicy like chili peppers and weirdly we have the habit to eat things that are not good for us )

Like imagine anyone seeing the local human eating grapes out in the open or trying to make coffee?

Better yet eating chili peppers they found and make it part of their lunch

It'll be wild

If it looks edible, humans will put it in their mouth. That’s a fact of life—but not exactly a good idea sometimes! :V

Put a human in a world full of humanoid monsters where certain foods are toxic or can give them really bad tummy aches? You’ll either get a human complaining about a craving for something not readily available, or you’ll get this:

Yuu: *glancing around before sneakily eating bag of grapes*

Sebek: “Human! What are you eating?!”

Yuu: *freezes, shoving the grapes in their mouth before taking off at top speed*

Sebek: “HUMAN!! Get back here!!!”

*two hours later*

Ace: “Did you have to chase them up a tree?”

Sebek: “It’s not as if I intended to do so! The human shouldn’t have been hiding what they were eating in the first place. They are not a chipmunk!”

Yuu: *sitting on a branch high up, eating more grapes* “This is fine.”

Jack: “Wait, where did that bag come from?”

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Granted, moments like these will calm down quite a bit once it’s clear that Yuu is—in fact—safe. But if the local human happens to be allergic to certain ingredients or foods, they’d better be prepared for quick hands swiping their food or getting tackled and rushed to the nurse’s office/the researchers. When the discovery that some monster students possess human DNA, this opens up a whole new world of food possibilities for them to try! In a supervised environment of course, and more on a volunteer basis just to ensure student safety.

Otherwise, Yuu will gain some snack buddies! 😃

Now, when it comes to mini!Yuu, as all little kids do, it’s highly likely that the toddler will try to put random things in their mouth.

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Mini!Yuu: *playing in Jade and Floyd’s room, climbing up on Jade’s desk while Floyd isn’t looking and picking up a mushroom* “Oooh.” *goes to put it in mouth*

Floyd: “Eh, Shrimpy, what’s—Shrimpy, no!!” *bolts over and grabs the mushroom, holding it high over his head* “Don’t eat that!”

Mini!Yuu: “Why?”

Floyd: “Because mushrooms are disgusting. Bleck!”

Jade: *walks in carrying a small terrarium* “I thought I heard a commotion. Did something happen while I was away for a moment?”

Floyd: “Jade, little Shrimpy almost ate one of your mushrooms! Didn’t Azul tell you to keep your stuff away from them?”

Jade: “They did, did they? Oh my…I was only gone for a minute. Fufufu…well, it’s wonderful knowing that you were watching out for them, though I assure you that this particular mushroom is perfectly safe. It is a pearl oyster mushroom, one of the most commonly used in cooking. I had hoped to make a small terrarium of perfectly safe and non-toxic mushrooms for our dear little Yuu.”

Mini!Yuu: “I wanna try the mushy!”

Jade: “Of course, little one. Would you like to help me build your terrarium?”

Mini!Yuu: “Yes!”

Floyd: *groans*

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And thus began the tiny toddler’s first part of the collection of terrariums and Floyd suffering. Jade’s just happy to have someone who will listen to him talk about mushrooms and plants he finds in the mountains, even if they don’t understand half of what he says! X’D

Anyway, as you can imagine, taking care of a child who doesn’t know what’s good and safe for them is difficult. Especially since—as any parent would tell you—it’s when you look away for just one split second that things can happen to a kid. Hence, why for some of them (Jamil, Vil, Rook, Trey, Jack, Crewel, and Trein), they’re able to just calmly reach over and snatch the dangerous food or object and replace it with something safer.

Then there are those who might end up freaking out/panicking. Funny to reminisce over, but not so funny in the moment 😂

[advisorykitty]

Can you do Yashiro nene! Reader x Randal headcanons and Randal is like Hanako? Please

Yashiro nene! Reader x Randal Headcanons

I had to search this up a bit so my apologies if it isn't as Canon!!

Randal is always causing chaos around [Y/N], popping up at random moments to scare or prank them. He finds their reactions endlessly entertaining.

Randal insists that his coffin is the coziest place in the world and often invites [Y/N] to hang out inside, which freaks them out but makes him grin.

He constantly compares [Y/N] to his beloved dolls and sometimes even dresses them up in clothes similar to his dolls. It’s hard to tell whether he’s joking or being serious.

Randal shows his affection through dark humor and weird gestures, like gifting [Y/N] black roses or scaring them right before swooping in to save them.(how heroic)

His way of affection is unique: giving [Y/N] strange gifts, pulling wierd jokes, gifting what he said is "rat" liver.

Randal constantly shows up out of nowhere, scaring [Y/N] half to death, only to laugh it off and call it "quality time." He thinks spooking [Y/N] is the best way to show his 'affection'

He’s oddly protective of [Y/N]. If anyone messes with them, Randal’s smile stays, but his tone drops a few degrees colder. He’ll play tricks on the offender until they’re begging for mercy, all while [Y/N] is left wondering what just happened. (One of the few reason people avoid him tbh)

Randal loves to tease [Y/N] about their superstitions, or whatever they belive but , in reality he thinks its kinda cute/cool.He’ll listen attentively when they talk about legends or scary stories and later try to bring them to life—just to keep them entertained, of course.

Whenever [Y/N] tries to study or do something productive, Randal will pop in, hovering upside down in front of them. He’ll do anything to distract them, from telling wierd anime stories to pulling silly faces. It’s his way of keeping the boredom away.

He’s weirdly good at remembering little things about [Y/N]—their favourite snacks, how they like their tea, or the exact way they roll their eyes when he says something stupid. He’ll use this to his advantage, pulling pranks or surprising them with thoughtful gestures.

Whenever you Hyper lucidate, he always makes to find you and you meet new friends on the way! (It's his world so it's not to difficult to find you!)

If [Y/N] ever expresses frustration with him, Randal will sulk like a kid. He’ll sit in a corner, pouting dramatically until [Y/N] forgives him. Once they do, he’s back to his cheerful, chaotic self, acting as if nothing ever happened.

Randal sometimes gives [Y/N] weird gifts—like a doll that looks disturbingly like them or a necklace made out of buttons. He insists they’re meaningful. (You don't have much say in throwing it out)

When [Y/N] gets mad at him, he’ll lean in close, with that same mischievous grin, and whisper, “You know you can’t stay mad at me forever.” And, annoyingly, he’s usually right.

MINI INTERVIEWS!!

Nyon: “They… are okay. Do not talk much, but fine to be around. Better than the loud one.” He’s neutral but appreciates [Y/N]’s calmness compared to Randal.

Nyen: “Don’t care. As long as they don’t get in my way, whatever.” He’s not bothered by [Y/N], as long as they don’t interrupt his day.

Randal: “They’re perfect. Couldn’t ask for a better person to spend eternity with. They keep things interesting.” He’s clearly attached, seeing [Y/N] as his forever companion.

Sebastian: “Why would anyone willingly put up with that? They must have the patience of a saint.” He’s both impressed and baffled by [Y/N]’s ability to deal with Randal’s antics. Still grateful he has time off when you're around

Luther: “They fit in well enough. It’s nice to see Randal have a constant distraction.” He’s amused and watches from the sidelines, happy that Randal is behaving (to his standards anyway)

(Shorter then usual sorry, got alot of exams >_;

[shijiujun]

KISEKI Dear to Me: 3.5 CPs + GANGSTER/MOB + SALT DEATH PTSD

Alright guys, temporarily bursting out of hiatus to talk about this show because DAMN if there's anything we know works in BL-land, it's like underworld AU (hello History3: Trapped and KP lmao), and even better if this underworld AU has like DILFs and two familiar actors who WERE FORCED APART in their previous roles and who knows if that'll happen again BUT!

Without further ado...

Title: Kiseki Dear to Me, based on novel Dear to Me by Lin Peiyu Beginning: Aug. 22, 2023, 7PM (GTM+8) Episodes: 13 Total No. of CPs: THREE CONFIRMED + "childhood friends" DILFs

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CP 1: BAD BOY + GOOD STUDENT

Fan Zherui x Bai Zongyi: Fan Zherui, 25 years old, is a gang member who turned to the gangs due to family problems, and one day when he's injured, Bai Zongyi saves him, he falls in love with him and decides to leave the gang, but things go awry when his enemy Zhang Teng (played by Wayne, see CP 3) comes after for revenge. Bai Zongyi is a good student, your cutest boy next door, who is independent and has some PTSD from when he was beaten up in the rain - meets Fan Zherui and for once realises what it means to be loved, to have someone to care for him and more. TWO MEOW MEOWS?! Anyway, Bai Zongyi, according to MDL, will take the rap for some fight for Zherui, and then end up in jail, but then very weirdly the official description says that CP 2's Eddie ends up in jail for Bai Zongyi, I'm a tad confused but WHATEVER we will find out when we watch the damn show.

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CP 2: ADOPTED SON OF GANG BOSS + CHILDHOOD "YOUNGER BROTHER" PUPPY

Chen Yi x Eddie (Ai Di): They both grew up together with Eddie as the younger 'brother', with Chen Yi being 'adopted' by gang boss Chen Dongyang after his parents, also gang members die to protect the boss. Eddie has been chasing after him for the longest time, and has a sad family background as his parents are druggies and he was only able to grow up well under the protection of Chen Dongyang, and he only listens to Chen Yi. UNREQUITED-REQUITED love, but Eddie sees how Chen Yi feels deeply about Chen Dongyang (I don't know what that means from the description LMAO like??) and decides to leave Chen Yi, and somehow get embroiled in something and ends up in jail for Bai Zongyi. Chen Yi is only just understanding his own feelings for Eddie when Eddie literally goes to jail DOGBLOOD MUCH?! Anyway they will reunite 4 years later.

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CP 3: MY BAOBEIS?!?!?! MY LOVELIES WHO MADE US GET PTSD OVER SALT?! WILL THESE TWO GANG MEMBERS GET THEIR HAPPILY EVER AFTERS THEY BETTER FUCKING DO

Zhang Teng x A-Jun: BOTH GANG MEMBERS if you couldn't tell from their loud af shirts and thick ass accessories LMAO omg I cannot believe how happy I am to see these two again. A-Jun is Zhang Teng's like follower??? Has been following him since he joined the gang and both fears and reveres him, and Zhang Teng is just angry ball of angst and revenge and vengeance, if you couldn't tell from Wayne's face. I cannot believe they're in a setting! WHERE THEY MIGHT NOT GET GOOD ENDINGS WAS SALT SEPARATION NOT ENOUGH TELL ME YALL

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CP 3.5: DILFS? "CHILDHOOD FRIENDS" DADS???

Friends yall do not understand how I feel about these two uncles. IF you've ever watched Taiwan family dramas, these two, especially the one on the left Xie Chengjun, is a fucking LEGEND, he's in EVERY SINGLE FAMILY DRAMA all hundreds of episodes of them, he's literally like THE dude to idolise he's been paired up with EVERY SINGLE POPULAR GODDESS ACTRESS in Taiwan - I KID YOU NOT I GREW UP WATCHING HIM on OUR CHANNELS EVERY SINGLE DAY ACROSS 5-7 POPULAR FAM DRAMAS it's been like 20 years ISTG.

Anyway I'm NOT SURE if they are actually going to be a CP at all BUT (1) at press conference this week, these two made kissy faces at each other sooooo...?

Zhou Minglei grew up with Chen Dongyang protecting him as he was a weak and sickly child, so they're childhood friends, and he becomes super unhappy and upset that Chen Dongyang begins to protect and pays attention to Chen Yi ;-; LIKE WHAT IS THIS DESCRIPTION? Okay we could think of this professionally as like two bosses of a gang with their interests at stake BUT THE DESCRIPTION?! And ok Chen Dongyang on the right, he's obviously gang boss, and he relies on Zhou Minglei a lot to fix his problems for him. EXCUSE ME?!

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The main CPs (1 & 2) are torn apart in a particular fight, and they will reunite 4 years later LET'S SEE HOW THAT GOES THANK YOU.

500% I'll be watching this you bet your damn ass because they better give me happy ending Wayne and Junzhi THIS TIME otherwise they're seriously cursed?!?!?!? No more salt accidents fuck you writer for that ;-; AND IF THE DILF PAIRING COMES TRUE even if just bromance and meaningful side eyes, this bitch will take it.

[rigginsstreet]

Random idea that hit me out of nowhere but listen:

Billy still on the outs with the group, still doesn’t know about the upside down etc etc

Meanwhile Steve’s kind of opened his house up for the group to use because it’s bigger than the Byers’ and his parents are seldom home anyway so it’s just more convenient to host a big group of people there

But with that comes his house being a storage space for any news or information they come across, and Steve’s not exactly … subtle. So it doesn’t take long for secret government agents to catch onto the fact that some shit is going down at that house and Steve’s harboring more information than the government is comfortable with him and his friends possessing and it’s a problem that needs to be dealt with

So one night a mysterious fire breaks out while Steve’s asleep. And by the time he catches on to the fact his home is going up in smoke he also realizes he’s kinda trapped and is panicking and has no idea how to get out

Luckily for him billy happened to be driving by the area, sees all the smoke, follows it. Realizes whose house it is from the times he’s dropped max off. And listen, despite popular belief, billys not an evil guy alright. He sees a house in flames and Steve’s car still in the yard with no sign of Steve he’s gonna start to worry. Especially when he hears the cries for help

And maybe it’s stupid to run into a burning building but billys never exactly made smart choices when it comes to self preservation and he’s running on pure adrenaline at this point

Billy Hargrove is pretty much the absolute last person Steve expects to see come crashing through a door to save him, thinks maybe he’s inhaled too much smoke or something and is hallucinating, but billys yelling at him to follow him and grabbing at him and well what other choice does Steve have at this point really

They make it out into Steve’s yard just as the firetrucks come blaring through. Billy and Steve are on the grass watching the house burn down right in front of their eyes, both in shock that they were ever in that

Billys like “should I even ask how this happened”

To which Steve replies “dude, I don’t even know”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

And then Steve’s gotta awkwardly thank Billy for “saving his life or whatever”

And they don’t become friends or anything after but…they are weirdly bonded. Can’t shake that night every time they cross paths around town. It lingers over them.

And eventually Steve fills billy in on what happened when clues start coming together (maybe agents start tracking Billy except he’s hyper aware of his surroundings so he actually notices when random people are tailing him and he casually brings it up to Steve one day in passing outside the arcade waiting for the kids and that triggers alarm bells in Steve’s head so now he’s gotta tell billy about shit)

And together they do some investigating with the help of Jonathan Nancy and Robin

And then cut to billy getting to beat up some agents and he and Steve catching feelings etc etc you know how it goes

[baxndaid]

ive been wanted to ask for a while but i was so scared 😭😭

do you mind doing redson x reader (friends to lovers type deal) and both of them r absolutely smitten but doesn’t want to tell the other (the mk gang sees right through them)

sorry if this is too specific lmao 💀

red son x reader

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ! this is so cute PLEADSE hey guys shock of the century but i have never actually watched lmk 😔🙏 just going off clips i find on yt

• he’s not even that awkward at first tbh

• he’s just stiff

• you’re definitely a bit more chill about it, on the outside of course, but in the inside? chaos

• whenever your shoulder’s accidentally brush together due to MK’s bone crushing hugs you can’t help but ignore the pain and focus on the fire user next to you

• he isn’t much better by the way

• he’s so much worse what am i saying i’m LYING to you all

• he’s so blatantly looking between you and the spot your shoulders are touching so frantically, his lips pursed and a noticeable red hue on his face

• when MK is done with his murder attempt, red son will push him away and hastily fix his clothes and hair, avoiding eye contact with you

• let’s be real your doing the same

• at first he would be polite (as polite as he could be) when you first met

• but as time passed you saw more of him and he saw more of you

• you would exchange stories and laugh together which was something that made the gang’s jaws DROP

• like?? get together already???

• Mei always liked to tease both of you, trying so hard to make it obvious that you both feel the same way about each other

• doesn’t work you’re both stupid

• most of you and Mei’s texts go kinda like,

mei: “hey y/nn you planning on marrying yknow who today?? ❤️”

y/n: “loll Mei your so funny lol like i would ever like him lol he’s so stuck up and mean sometimes like LOL like so what if he’s really really cute and actually pays attention to me and makes me feel special like it so doesn’t matter or anything lol mei your so silly lol !! you need to be put down!! lol!!”

mei: “therapy y/n”

y/n: “lol… 😔”

• anyway! Mei (and the rest but let’s be real mostly Mei and MK) are eating this shit UP

• they like to do this thing where they tell you both (separately) that something urgent is happening and they needed you there asap

• and when i mean “there” i mean a weirdly nice park with a strange already set up picnic with MK (with a poor disguise that consists of a paper mustache and a black shirt) playing the violin horrifically and Mei clearly in the tree near by, listening in with a excited grin plastered on her face

• you and red son looked at each other, you gave him a bashful smile, fiddling with your hands that you could feel already sweating

• he gave you a small smile back and sat down, patting the empty space right next to him for you to sit down

• you leaned your head on his shoulder as he leaned his on your head, he was stiff, but he relaxed as you both started to converse

• despite the eerie feeling of being watched and the screech of MK’s violin, it was a peaceful, or dare i say it, romantic, day for the both of you

lego monkie kid masterlist

[tigerdrop]

Got any fun thoughts to share about Ford and Bill?

they drive me crazy dude. i have a lot to say about them so im putting it under a readmore

ive been billpilled for 1 million years dog. hes like the Blueprint. bills the perfect entity to me: terrifying shapeshifting demon who can slip into every corner of your mind and read all your thoughts and memories. and also hes a cartoon character with noodle arms and a cute shape. and hes a pathetic worm whos hung up on his human ex. and hes a funny little guy whos playful and mean and delights in tormenting you but juuuust enough so that he doesnt break you. Hes so awesome

like. listen. this isnt going to be a surprise if youve read literally anything ive ever written. but if bill possessed ford and slammed his hand in a car door and got a kick out of it and put him in a funny little outfit id be fine about it. ford was literally in a 24/7 freeuse lifestyle with him so why WOULDNT he

yeah im kind of a masochist. Why do u ask

put his ass in a horny neurotic guys body and see what happens. hit his dick with a cartoon mallet for fun. slap him around a little. feels cool and neat! like "human bodies are so responsive, huh" said while blanfords about to jam a fork into an outlet (thats my name for it btw. Im not looking it up)

what if i hurt you?? what if i dropped you??? Just kidding :-)

i dont know how much genuine sexual pleasure bill would get out of it so much as the thrill and novelty of a new human sensation but i think that could be fun in and of itself. jacking off with another guys body in a weirdly distant way like Haha Wow. Im getting kind of flustered here! (actively jamming a coke bottle into his pussy)

and the thing that really drives me crazy about ford is how much fetish shit he thinks about/makes inventions for/has inflicted upon him. i think in the series finale hes tied up like 3 fucking times. its insane. he wants to give up control of his body so fucking bad dude!!!!! (exhibit A: ford going limp like a kitten whenever hes picked up. it happens more than once.)

and theres even more contrived bondage bits in the deleted scenes! its maddening. hes an insane obsessive bdsm-lifestyling pervert and hes likethe ideal guy to match bills freak

hes soooo fucking easy. its so much fun to me. theres something really erotic about the way bill makes him feel special about his hands......like.......its naked flattery but its also kinda true. its weird. he likes weird shit. and ford falls for it soooo easy. drives me nuts

now walk with me. think about how easy that same interaction would transfer to ford being transgender. and your not allowed to get mad at me bc this is just my thing now

its so strange! kind of captivating. bills been around the block but the western conception of transmasculinity is so recent that for him it might as well be a blink of the eye. so i think it would be new to him. especially given when he actually makes a deal with ford. just another special thing about his special little guy. he *knew* there was something about ford

and to be frank i think that if you were a transmasc pervert in the 70s and a dream demon came along that understood you inside and out and can make all of your bizarre fantasies come true. well. you would have been fucking stupid not to fuck him

i need to read the book of bill so fucking bad bc the extra context of bill being super hung up on ford drives me CRAZY!!!! i love bitter lovestruck jerks. i love divorce. and i think they could and should hook up again. bad guys that are reluctantly forced to stop being so bad are so much fun and fords huge fucking ego didnt go anywhere. i think bill could convince ford to give him a second chance. at least just to hook up for old times sake

anyway. im making a bill itabag. Gotta go

[the-halls-of-hatchetfield-high]

hey everyone! after seeing richie’s reaction to being favorite, i wanna say pete’s my favorite. ANYWAYS. what’s everyone’s favorite song?

Pete: *eyes widen, smooths his hair* M-me? Gee, thanks! Uh...you're really cool... *smiles at you bashfully*

Richie: *smirking* NOW who's forgetting to answer the question, Petey?

Pete: *stammers* O-oh, right! I like...'Vienna' by Billy Joel, it reminds me to take a breath and take things at my own pace. I really like that his songs have stories, Ted always played them when I was a kid *smiles softly at the memory*. I'm also partial to a bit of Simon and Garfunkel though, their harmonies are divine. What, uh....what about you?

Richie: *chuckling in amusement, mutters under his breath* Jesus...

Pete: Oh, shush. *looks down sheepishly, hoping someone else speaks up*

Ruth: Every single song on my musicals playlist, but at the moment Ring of Keys from Fun Home! for...obvious reasons... B-but it's also just super fun to belt! *smiles weakly*

Steph: *smiles fondly at Ruth* Uh, yeah, I've been vibing with 'Pierre' by Ryn Weaver... *smirks* It's SUPER fun to blast while I get ready or dance around to in my room.

Max: [pre-Waylon house] OH DUDE, BEAT IT for SURE! that song's SICK, man. always pumps me up to whoop Clivesdale's ass.

and when I want to stick it to the old man? I BLAST Flaming Youth by KISS until my ears bleed *chuckles to himself*, the neighbors can DEAL.

[post-Waylon house] *smirks evilly* Thriller. Soundtrack to my reign...

Richie: *has finished laughing at Pete* usually it's k-pop but i found 'story of my life' by social distortion and it weirdly feels right? that and 'boys will be bugs' by cavetown...i've been listening to it on repeat for like a month now

Grace: Hi there :) Great question! Probably 'Take Me to Church' by Hozier. It's a really religious song but the message is so important. *nods sagely*

// this was such a good question! i tried to think of songs that fit the characters vibes... fun fact: the grace one is based on a real event :P //

[melancholycatastrophe]

listen listen hear me out

quasi-dark kimchay au where 9 yr old Kim sees 6 yr old Chay alone at a street market (13 year old Porsche was trying to haggle with one of the salesmen and Uncle Arthee was supposed to be watching Chay but....wasn't) and he goes up to Chay like, where are you parents? And Chay says they're dead, misunderstanding everything because he's literally 6, so Kim thinks Chay is an orphan and decides to casually kidnap him because????

So little Kim brings toddler Chay home and his family is like "who is this random child?" Kim is stubborn and says its his new best friend, refusing to explain where tf he came from. They can't really tell Kim its wrong to kidnap random kids considering they do that anyway as the mafia, so they let Kim keep Chay as like a pet/childhood friend? Korn, who already has Nampheung locked in the attic, is weirdly proud of his son for continuing tradition. And Chay is okay with it because the older kid is actually really nice and gives him lots of candy like his hia does and he feels safe.

Meanwhile Porsche is freaking out because where the fuck is his brother????? And tears through the city looking for him (with the success you can imagine a 13 yr old would have in this situation). Idk he ends up meeting Kinn (idk how old Kinn is in canon, let's say he's like 14/15 here) who tells him Chay is with the Theerapanyakuls. When Porsche barges into the compound he expects to see Chay tortured or something (he's 13, he literally doesn't know what the mafia does other than shoot guns and count money) but insteads find Chay, super plump from being fed good food and not worrying about poverty, playing tea party with endeared and deathly protective Kim, who patiently waits for the younger kid to pour imaginary tea into his cup. Kinn says some bullshit about needing to keep Chay as collateral for something (really, he's just pretty sure that seperating Kim and Chay from each other will cause multiple deaths) but Porsche is free to move in as well to keep an eye on his brother.

10 years later, a much older Chay is appalled to learn that his childhood best friend kidnapped him when he was 6 while Kim, that bastard, just shrugs

[thevestigeofvanillaan]

Daddy's Girl.

"i wouldn't say i called it if i hadn't. but i called it when i said it was a sick joke"

karma akabane x spoiled!reader.

content: smut, mention of weed, smoking, getting high, innocent reader, corruption, "daddy", bully!karma, enemies to lovers ig, belly bulge.

hey guys!! first karma post. also first post on the new "EARTH'S GRIMEY CRIES" page!! i lately have taken interest in the color palette for cyan, blue, dark blue, and darker shades of red. "The Delicate Sound Of Thunder" live concert by pink floyd was an influence on this particular page design, and i love it. it's always nice that i can create a whole new page when i get out of room on my navigation centers, or when i want to. hopefully my sp fans aren't too upset that i want to write about other shows/people!! i'll be posting drafts and finishing requests soon.

karma is such an asshole.

to everyone, not even just you.

having not known him pained you as you thought he'd hated you for no reason other than you're a "taut daddy's girl who gets daddy's money". which was unreliable truth that nobody except select few in the entire school system knew. karma was one of those people.

he knows everything about everyone, it's terrifying, honestly.

"talk of that brat" karma scoffs as you walk over to talk to your tutor, nagisa, who'd oddly enough been on speaking terms with karma regardless of their differences and past experiences.

"nagisa, i got a b on our recent test, can you help me more in the future?"

"i don't see why no—"

"maybe if instead of buying you ponies, your daddy bought you an education; you wouldn't be in such a pickle, darling."

you sigh and walk away, assuming the help is useless anyway, and karma was right. you were just not bright when it came to academics because you were raised with everything a kid dreams of.

but he catches up to you.

"no hard feelings, princess?"

"no hard feelings? asshole. what is with you? can't you leave me alone?" you scoff and continue to walk, not bothering to eye him.

he sighs and jogs slightly to catch up with you. "alright– listen, i got an a+ on the recent test.. alright? let me help you."

"you? offering to help me? what kind of sick joke?"

"it's not a joke. come to mine at.. say seven." karma stops walking beside you to go find someone else to bother.

i wouldn't say i called it if i hadn't. but i called it when i said it was a sick joke.

you showed up at karma's doorstep at 7:00 PM, like he'd told you to. alarming detail being no cars in the driveway, where his parents cars are usually parked.

he'd opened the door. "hey princess. make yourself at home, you might be here a while." he invites you in with his usual sarcastic tone you hated.

"want like.. water? sorry it's not sparkly or whatever i don't drink that weird shit." he says as he grabs a glass and fills it with water, handing it to you.

karma starts to head upstairs and so you follow him into his room that's weirdly tidy and large.

karma was not poor, in fact his parents made the same money your dad did. just, karma took individuality when it came to money. decided to get a job at a young age and has been making his own money ever since and even bought his own car.

you didn't do that. you were always handed everything, so you grew up differently than karma. or at least with a different mindset.

"your room is nice." you compliment awkwardly to fill the silence as you just stand in the middle of the clean wooden floors.

"uh, are you gonna sit down or just stand there?" he tilts his head and chuckles, patting the spot right next to him on his bed.

you place your cup down on a table and cough softly even though you didn't need to, heading over slowly and sitting down fairly far from him.

but that distance didn't stay when he scooted closer anyway. "so! what's the score ya got on the test?"

"hey wait. why do you make fun of me all the time? for.. being fortunate i guess."

karma stays in silence for a moment before laughing. "you.." he pokes your chest and doesn't look into your eyes as he talks. "you aren't the fortunate one. your daddy is, and you take advantage of it.. that's what i make fun of."

you look down at his hand that lay still in your lap and grab it with your own hand. "i never got to know what it was like to be a teenager because my dad was strict. he used money to keep me away from the public, sex, drugs, parties, everything. that's not my fault."

he doesn't say anything for a couple seconds before he looks into your eyes. "huh. so you have never done any of that?"

you nod 'no'.

"hah! baby do you have a lot i need to teach you. to hell with the stupid test that we already did." karma laughs. "you've never even gone to a party?"

"nope."

"shit. you're such a virgin." he laughs and you look down in embarrassment. but he brings a hand to your chin and makes you look back up at him. "hey, no need to be embarrassed. hey let me help you."

"help me with what?"

"you ever wanted to get high?" karma asks, opening a drawer before taking out a pen. "this makes you tired, jus'so you know. your daddy cool if you stay the night? because baby you'll be out."

"mhm." you nod and bite your lip, shifting the way you're sitting in excitement. you always wanted to get high but never had the chance.

"you're ampy. guess my little innocent girl's not gonna be so innocent anymore, huh?"

my? you'd wonder about what he'd meant. but you didn't care because it made you feel good; at least in the way you took it.

he holds the pen up to your mouth. "breathe in.. then.. breathe in again. that's the only way i can really explain it to you."

and with that you took it to your mouth and did as he told you. "take another hit. but that's it, this can be strong and i don't know your tolerance, baby."

after you take another, you watch as he takes his and after that, it starts to hit you. the room starts moving into .5 and it's all zoomed out. it's cool, nothing like you'd ever experienced before.

you start to giggle.

"mhmm. you okay, baby?" karma asks and you nod, moving closer to him.

"uhuh. hey. what's next?" you ask, crawling into his lap and laying on him in tiredness.

"what do you mean, what's next?" he asks, rubbing my arm and conforting me. this was the sweetest karma had ever been.

"well you said— you said you were gon' teach me stuff. can teach me bout sex. take it from me?" you didn't even know what you were saying, or that it would affect you tomorrow. and you didn't care.

karma chuckles lowly and lays me down. "you're tired, can see it in your eyes."

"fuck me to sleep." you sit up and grab at the hair at the base of his neck, pulling on it before pulling his face into yours, kissing him softly. "please— all i wan' right now is you."

he takes his hands and parts your legs and rests himself between them, laying you back down to lean over you as he kisses down your neck, playing with the hem of your shirt.

through your shorts you felt the bulge inside his jeans pressing against your clothed core. you wanted it so bad. you take your hands to his face and pull him back up to kiss your lips.

whispering into his mouth "please, need you so bad.. karma."

now that he knew you knew what you were doing and with who, he went feral. he took off your shirt and unzipped your jean shorts.

you trace his jawline with your fingers and admire his pretty face as he removes his own clothes.

not long later his tip is pressed against your entrance. "are you sure you want this, baby?"

with one nod he thrusts into you painfully and your back arches as you moan loudly. he doesn't give you time to adjust as he starts thrusting at a quick paste.

your moans are loud and you scratch at his biceps and his back as tears prick your lash line.

"fuck karma— please.." you moan as he uses his thumb to play with your clit as the rest of his fingers press down on your lower abdomin, creating intense pleasure. the bulge in your belly was felt on his finger tips.

"oh, baby moan louder.. let my neighbors hear who fucking owns you.."

"fuck!! ugh—karma please please please please fuck harder." you moan out loudly, pushing him down into your chest and locking your legs around his waist so he can't pull out.

"baby don't do that.. im gonna cum soon." both hands go to your thighs so even if you tried to take them off you couldn't because he holds your legs firmly there, against his own command. "you're— real tense!" he squeezes his abs in a groan from the throat. "you're gonna cum?"

"mmmmhmm." you whine and nod, tears streaming down your face with all the pleasure.

"fuck im gonna breed you all good.. fill ya full with daddy's cum, yeah? you're mine, you know that? huh? tell me you're all mine." he groans and whines at you in a needy voice that makes your orgasm peak.

"all yours–! 'm cummin'!"

"god yes, cum with me baby." he groans and you release together, heavy breathing and leftover moans fill the room as they echo against the walls.

karma pulls out and falls beside you, who's about to be sleeping mind you.

"hey wait, don't you fall asleep. knew indica would get ya like this.. it always does with first timers." he sighs and gets up, grabbing a towel and walking back over to you, half lidded and looking up at him with dried mascara tear stained cheeks.

karma smiles softly at your expression once he knows you can't see him, rubbing the towel on your thighs and everywhere between your legs. he grabs a shirt and helps you sit up, putting it on you and grabbing your panties, that he also puts on you before laying you back down.

he lays beside you and you drag heavy limbs to snuggle into his chest and side. "thanks.. for all this. guess im not your little innocent girl no more."

"you're still my girl.. told ya that, didn't i?" he says and you giggle softly, nodding into his chest. "good, so.. you're my not-so-innocent little girl now, huh?"

[mjrtaurus]

Is it bad I want dragon to join the cross guild polycule? Just like, dragon who is awkward and weird and funny without always meaning to.

Dragon who brings Mihawk his favourite wine and likes to garden. They sit in silence, because they both understand how loud the world can be (autsim 4 autsim)

Dragon who laugh snorts at the worst jokes buggy makes because his sense of humour is godawful at best. listens to buggy, actually listens (sometimes they talk about Roger)

Dragon who knows crocodile knows him like no one else and crocodile had sworn he’d never let someone in like that again.

And dragon wants crocodile knows he wants the man wears his heart on his sleeve (not that many notice) . but there’s the catch (dragon will never ask) dragon is inherently selfless while crocodile is inherently selfish

It’s hard to want to not want but then your ex is somehow seducing your partners without trying and by god crocodile does not want to think about the time dragon sparred shirtless with Mihawk

I haven’t really kept up with your stuff about the serephim (I forget their names..) but I’d like to think both kids become weirdly close with dragon (something about not being quite human, autism and cornered animals)

Idk I just want dragon to be happy too (btw I love you art of dragon with the big disc earrings he really serves with the (I wanna say Mayan/aztec vibe?)

Inca vibes. The Amaru is an Inca thing and when read that mythology I was just. Stunned by how much it was Monkey D. Dragon. I think there was some blurb about how Oda actually was inspired by Túpac Amaru in making Dragon, whose execution marked the extinction of the Inca Empire. He lead a long rebellion against Spanish colonizing forces.

Also look at the markings on the tail in this depiction of the mythological Amaru and tell me that doesn't look like Dragon's tattoo.

But nevermind that, I'm focusing on the wrong thing.

Dragon has a big heart that he has to keep a tight grip on in order to get closer to achieving the bigger picture. He loved Luffy, and giving him up about killed him, but he couldn't rest when there was still undue amounts of danger for him and families just like his.

But since Sengoku did his thing, he doesn't have to be as secretive. It's terrifying but also a weight off his shoulders. So what does he do? He goes to Crocodile, and he finds Crocodile working a literal three ring circus. And two... are those two of the pacifista kids?!

Anyways, he is met with a lot of wariness from everyone but Gabriel (the name @wyvernslovecake gave S Crocodile. Gabriel and Gryphon are their brain-babies and I adore them) immediately clocks him as a safe person.

Maybe it has something to do with a child's uncanny ability to see through you, or maybe it has something to do with weird genetic memories between him and Crocodile, or maybe both.

But... Dragon is happy to see that Crocodile isn't using them as weapons. He's glad that none of Cross Guild are, really.

And he just. Kinda sticks around in-between Revolutionary stuff.

Dragon is like Luffy in the sense that he kind of just happens to people. And that's how it goes with Cross Guild.

[universe-friday]

EXCERPT #2:

Hello. I hope somebody is listening.

[...]

Anyway… God. Sorry for rambling, I never even asked how you are, old sport… who am I kidding? I barely know if I’m making any noise anymore. Why would I expect you to?

You know Leftley Square? I managed to find a free bench there the other day. It was nice to sit there for a while, weirdly enough.

I never dare to look up, though.

It’s starting to scare me more and more recently, how all these students are zombie-like. I swear they all look the same, their faces all blurry messes. Is it my vision going blurry or am I getting sick? Sick and tired of being here, probably. They wander around endlessly with fake smiles on their faces. Are they really that happy to be stuck here? Going to the same lectures over and over again? Are they even learning anything new anymore? I sure am, I’m the one who’s really studying here.

And in my research, I’ve become convinced those backpacks must be super-glued onto their backs. And yet, they don’t seem to complain!

And, as if by magic, the bags disappear - and often, a couple of layers of their clothes too - right when you start to hear those dreadful noises of EDM fill the City. They crawl from bar, to club, to bar, in and out of the same buildings where their lectures were that morning. Oh, but don’t worry, they’ll change back to those lovely lecture halls in the morning.

I’ve never actually… witnessed this for myself. It’s only what I’ve heard from some of my contacts. I typically try to avoid the streets during those hours… when I can, at least.

The music… Well, the bass is not exactly easy to sleep through, and I find myself wandering the different rooftops in the City. You’d be surprised at how many people keep their roof doors unlocked, old sport.

Despite being so far away, I still feel the bass rumbling in my feet. The same music each night… or, at least, they all sound the same to me.

Sometimes, if it’s really bad, I’ll give out from my hiding spot and visit that haunted telephone box on Tomsby Street. The boxes are soundproof, after all. Sure, there might be some ghouls screaming in your ears, but, at this rate, I’d rather it over the constant, awful music outside.

Those ghosts could probably make better music than the ones they play at those bars… and they don’t even have a sense of rhythm… they don’t even have a heartbeat anymore… Do you get it? Hah… I was never the best at jokes. I really am sorry.

I’m getting tired. Can you tell? [Sudden, but distant, noise of a miscellaneous bass-boosted beat begins to play] Shi… Is it really this time again? [Sighs] I’ll check back in with you later, old sport. I’ll tell the ghosts you say ‘hi’… It would be nice to hear someone say hi to me.

[wlwdwtys]

Chara and Papyrus post Fake Pacifist friendship

Okay okay but hear me out. Undertale au where after genocide, frisk does pacifist and at the end, once they've settled on the surface, Chara takes control of Frisk's body. At first slowly. Papyrus is the first to recognise the differences and to figure out that this is a different person, not just Frisk acting weirdly (combined with the Papyrus being smarter than he lets on). He doesn't remember the genocide and he notices the new person acting standoffish, preferring to watch from the shadows. Papyrus joins them, trying to cheer them up and in the process figure out as much information as possible about this new person. They've had experience with the people not being who they say they are before (Frisk told them about Flowey and Asriel being the same person and the whole story.). So Papyrus tries to figure out why is this new person overtaking Frisk's body, why is Frisk distressed by this, is this new person dangerous and what can possibly help Frisk without harming the other person. Chara can't fully overtake Frisk yet because of the whole determination thing, it takes time, it's a slow process. Plus Chara just secretly wants to be with the monsters a bit. Even if they all think that Chara is Frisk, it's still nice, seeing their family, even through the lense of dehumanisation. Maybe they don't have to kill everyone quite yet. They have to wait anyways so why not give themselves a little more freedom? Papyrus and Chara start to slowly bond. At first Chara completely pushes him away, genuinely not really caring, plus viewing him through the fog of objectification (viewing him as a tool. Just another soon-to-be dead monster.) but eventually Papyrus starts gaining their sympathy. He figures out what Chara actually likes, trying to see through all the masks. He brings them chocolate, helps them to spend more time with Toriel and Asgore, listens to them talk about flowers, although Chara is hesitant, but then they start to rant like a complete nerd. Papyrus counts that as an absolute win. He has experience being friends with dangerous sociopaths (Flowey) so I think it'd make sense that he manages to befriend them. But eventually Chara starts to overtake Frisk more and more and gathers enough power to get their plan over with. Kill everyone. Take revenge for their pain and suffering. Be the devil that everyone thinks they are. They are standing near their bed, holding the golden medallion and the true knife in their hands when Papyrus finds them. He immediately understands that something is wrong, that true knife couldn't mean anything good. Chara hesitantly looks up, the images of his death flashing in their mind. First victim. First obstacle to get over. And then they'll be unstoppable. But they just can't bring themselves to. They tell Papyrus about who they really are. About Frisk's determination during the genocide run bringing them back, about the genocide they helped commit, about the bloodlust they felt, about the deal. They ask Papyrus if he hates them now. If he hates them because they killed all of his friends once before and are on the verge of doing it again. Papyrus asks about their past, the time they lived with the Dreemurs, before the death, about their life with the humans before the fall. Chara is surprised but tells him anyways, getting emotional as the wholesome and the sad memories bring back the emotions. At the end of their talk, Papyrus concludes that they are a kid who did a lot of bad things but that doesn't mean that they can't change. He says that even though he doesn't remember his previous death, that he meant what he said then. That they can always change. That he will not hate them for trying to get better. Never. Chara manages to drop down their walls for a moment, giving in and hugging Papyrus and crying. From that point on Chara tries to fix what they've done and all of that good healing shit. Also they go to the underground at some point to chat with Flowey because he might just be the only one besides Frisk to actually understand Chara. So.. yup.

[sixthsensewulf]

I just can't stop thinking of lines from D20. . Just the story telling from 7 comedians doing a role play game. Whether they are teenagers in a fantasy high school, 6 new Yorkers saving NYC, Candy, Fairy Tale characters or a crew on a starship.

Anyway speeches/lines I freaking love and just can't stop thinking about.

PiB's talk to Alphonse both times, but more the second one. For me it was 100% PiB talking to Alphonse, but speaking to himself, being a helper animal in the stories and that it's not his fault.

Kingston's speeches. There are too many to list here but god I love his speeches to Robert Moses before and in the stock exchange fight.

The Stepmother's speech to Baba Yaga. "I don't even have a name in my own story"

Rowan's speech to the American Dream as well as American Dream to Ricky.

Jawbone. .just Jawbone.. his speech to Adaine in FH:FY finale, literally made me sob.

Honestly back to TUC, Sofia on the Empire State Building moment.

Bill Seacaster to Fabian in the prison in front of The Bad Kids. I was heartbroken and mad.

Honestly weirdly Gepetto to Pinocchio in Pinocchio's story. Yes that moment is fucked but the fact the others saw it and immediately praised Pinocchio and told him he did the right thing.

"It's Gorgug, Keep Going"

"Listen here's the thing – I don't know what you kids are up to, but I do know one thing: laws are threats made by the dominant socio-economic, ethnic group in a given nation. It's just a promise of violence that's enacted and police are basically an occupying army, you know what I mean? You guys want to make some bacon?"

I probably have more but my god. .I love this group of nerds.

I probably forgot context to some of them or what they were. But I am so grateful I have found D20.