#disciplinary action? hmm i wonder what's his plan

[octopus-punching-union]

Thoughts on second read of Obscuary chapter. (Roughly chronological this time)

Darkwick has a general medical center — so Mortkranken isn't the only medical care on campus, regardless of what Yuri might say

The Gala happens in August, which means the end of the school year is in August, which means there is basically no break between the school years. (Do they have breaks at Darkwick? If they do, are the ghouls allowed to leave? Probably not.)

Moby is barely even trying to hide that Darkwick sees Lyca primarily as a research subject (and MC as his "warden")

Darkwick doesn't trust Subaru anymore? MC asks if Subaru wouldn't be a better mentor, and Moby's like nope but doesn't explain

Kinda sus that the flashback repeats Haku's "have I ever lied to you" line

What is the "most severe form of disciplinary action"? In Hotarubi chapter, Lyca and Subaru imply that Darkwick planned to kill Lyca if he was, in fact, guilty of murder. Are they going around secretly executing people?

Haku's like "I'm well aware." Does he know someone who was punished this way? (I've been thinking for a while that he's the spy, but that his motivation is trying to protect someone, possibly Rui. I feel like this is another point in that direction.)

Aww, Lyca makes MC sit down when she gets upset remembering the anomaly that cursed her. What a sweetheart.

If the moon is always a crescent in Obscuary, does that mean Lyca doesn't have to worry about transforming if he stays there during the full moon?

...did Rui seriously get cursed by hitting on a Reaper?

Hmm is it just me, or does Subaru not look super thrilled when Lyca says that he's already made a new friend?

Lyca and Rui's reactions to MC saying that she wants to use the Gala to get help breaking her curse — Lyca looks upset (didn't know she was cursed), Rui smiles (proud of his curse twin being proactive)

Rui making Lyca actually work at the bar but telling MC to just relax

Why is Nicolas being so shady about other people (particularly MC) being at the bar?

Benkei only started working at the campus store recently and immediately arranged to start selling anomalous medicine. Maybe he was a former student?

Aww, Lyca takes afternoon naps.

Rui says that going to the basement to make liquor is "always a workout"... and that there are freaky looking plants writhing around down there..... and he wouldn't recommend it unless you're into that kind of thing......... are you keeping a tentacle monster in the basement, Rui???

Towa says that the tree is sick because she's not getting enough love. Possibly she is reacting to the overall tension on campus? Or maybe more people used to be able to see her, but something has happened and they can't? Maybe it's a response to the general students leaving Jabberwock? (Is her hill in Jabberwock or in its own area?)

On first read, I thought maybe Rui was previously in Ultio, since he knew about the prison. Now I think he was held in that prison at some point.

Towa says that Edward doesn't understand love... but he doesn't give a crap about the dog, he's only looking for it for Haru. (Towa loves Haru confirmed?)

Taiga remembers Ed, even though it's been a while since they've seen each other. Is his bad memory a recent thing, where he only has trouble remembering people he's recently met?

What does this mean? Taiga can (literally or figuratively?) see some kind of danger Ritsu is unaware of?

Lyca's twitchy ears. So cute...

Darkwick supposedly doesn't know much about MC's curse, but I wouldn't be at all surprised if they're letting it run its course just to study it. If MC wasn't useful as an inspector, she would probably be in a lab or a cell somewhere.

Back on the mission, after discovering that the Barometz is "friendly" — I wonder how much of the previous animosity between ghouls and inspectors was due to stuff like this. Trying to let a peaceful anomaly be.

In parts of the comic scene, Lyca looks like he's running on all fours. Cuuuuute

Earlier, Rui said that Ed was basically on house arrest. Towards the end of the chapter, Moby calls it a "self-imposed confinement". I don't really trust anything Moby says at this point...

Ed clearly knows more about anomalies than Darkwick does... so they're not asking him, or he's not complying, or they're not listening to him. Why is he at Darkwick anyway? I can't see what he's getting out of this. Is he being detained?

Rui's conversation at the end — honestly, I can see it. His comments about not liking hard work or not reaching out to help people — throughout the whole chapter, he only seems to enjoy helping MC. He's kinda irritated with Lyca and Ed for almost the entire chapter. All of the housework and stuff he does is because no one else will do it, and he literally can't sleep so he's probably bored out of his mind. He chose to start the bar, so he probably enjoys that... but maybe he started do it partly to have more people to talk to. I think the isolation is getting to him and he's starting to feel less "human", in a sense, and detached from society. I think he's starting to warm up to Lyca near the end, at least?

[imblocking-you]

Payback post pt. 2

[bugsyfics]

Hello, dear! I wanted to compliment you on how organized your blog is with the navigation pinned so I don't have to go searching through the tags and I- well, it just makes my inner perfectionist super happy.

I was hoping I could give you a promt for everyone's favourite butler Sebastard (heh)? I've noticed that you've already written about a reader who was very desperate for the demon but what if it were the other way around?

Hmm. Ok. So. Here me out.

I see a lot of fanfics were Sebas gets the better of the protagonist character. I guess because they are supposed to be self inserts and relatable but screw that. What if we take that trope and flip it on to its head? Hmm? I wanna see someone take Sebastian's shit and throw it right back at him.

So the female (human) protagonist has a wit of iron, a tounge of steel, and a cunning that rivals even Ciel. She is flirtatious, sarcastic, salacious, and for whatever reason, completely immune to Sebastard's demonic charms. But is totally willing to taunt him about it. The scenario would be based around his perspective, his reaction and exploring the dynamic that kind of relationship would cause. Will they? Won't they? Tension so thick even Sebastian could not cut it with one of his butter knives.

The circumstances in which the protagonist enters Sebastian's life is entirely up to you. You can choose how sfw or nsfw, whichever will be the most fun for you. I am just here for a good game of cat and mouse.

And because Sebs needs to suffer.

Thank you, dear. And please be safe out there!

Hi, I really love this request! It’s such a good idea and like —yeah 💕. Hopefully this fits what you asked for and if not I’m totally willing to rewrite it lol. But anyway here’s your story for Seb! <33

Sebastian Michaelis x Reader

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It was only meant to be a few days that she would be staying at the Phantomhive Manor. I asked the young master what was the point of this feckless arrangement, but of course I never received a definitive answer. According to the young master, Y/N was in urgent need of a temporary stay while she traveled throughout Europe. She’s meant to be in Bordeaux, France, if I’m not mistaken. While I am not one to outwardly question my young master’s decisions, I can not help feel like this woman isn’t here for the right reasons. Oh, how merely a snow storm can wreak so much havoc within a week. It’s been the fifth day of this lingering unsettlement I have felt; her invulnerable manner is excruciating to withstand. Whomever is in my presence is aware that I am the leading man, and those around me shall remain docile. Y/N refuses to take that hint and while at first I thought she was dense, I realized that in fact she is just stubborn as a mule.

“Good morning!” I hear Y/N’s voice behind me. I turn to face her reluctantly, unsure how this interaction will go. She stands with her arms crossed, pushing up her bosom in a way so naughty I almost forget my resentment. A foxy smile —no, cunning— creeps onto her daring lips, as she teases her tongue between her teeth. I feign from reacting, for it’s only been a minute. “Oh Lady Y/N, what a wonderful surprise,” I try to remain pleasant, with a smile.

Y/N approaches me, brushing past my arm, “I was speaking to Lord Phantomhive, sir.” She stops beside me and tilts her head quizzically, “What an untrue statement you made… I thought you never tell lies. Isn’t that right?” She whispers bitingly, then diverts her attention to the Young Master. Her face visibly softens and she carries on with her morning greetings.

The way she struts around is immaculate. She doesn’t carry herself with her head as if she’s needy or desperate, or with her feet as if she’s cowardly, she leads with her chest. It’s a sign of authority and comfortability. But why would she be comfortable in my presence? The presence of a demon?

“Y/N, the weather is still nasty. I see that you won’t able to leave for the next few days. Hopefully, that is okay with you,” says Young Master.

“It’s fine, my lord. I enjoy staying here, anyway. Thank you for showing me your hospitality —even on such short notice.”

They continue talking as I run about, making sure the other servants are not destroying the mansion with their half witted decisions.

“Sebastian, take Lady Y/N down to the laundry. She said her undergarments must have been mixed up with Mey-rin’s,” says Young Master, stopping me outside his study.

“Yes, my lord.”

The walk to the laundry room is silent, but Y/N’s presence is as loud as ever. I open the door and lead her into the room, pointing to the clothesline. I watch as she gets up on her toes to pull some undergarments down and I assume she needs help.

“Lady Y/N, do you need my assistance?”

“Did I ask for your assistance?” she quips.

“Well no, my lady. I am only offering my services,” I speak through gritted teeth.

“Hm, services… What kind do you offer? Are you some type of butler escort?” Y/N questions sarcastically.

Her attitude just won’t do. I think she needs to be reminded of her place. I pluck the undergarments from her hands and place them behind my back, towering over her. I sigh and glance down at Y/N, “Maybe someone should teach you how to act more ladylike ...I provide those services as well.”

She tilts her head slightly seemingly more interested in my words. It’s time to draw her further in.

“I am certainly not an escort, but I can be a mentor of sorts. Ordering you in the right direction and providing some disciplinary action to get you back on track. During the rest of your stay here I plan on instilling knowledge deep within you.”

Y/N smirks and bats her long lashes up at me. I would ravish her in a heartbeat, if I didn’t hold myself back. Her hands roam up my arms and to my shoulders as she leans in close, her sweet scent tickling at my nose.

“You are quite handsome... but you haven't proven to me that you are worth my time,” she shrugs and pulls away from me. “I do have to commend you on your tempting offer, however.”

This is unbelievable! Not once, have I ever encountered a human who has rejected my advances. This woman is built of steel and forged with fire. My tongue runs across my teeth, feeling a sharp prick and it draws blood. I have been so overwrought, my true form is starting to emerge.

I trap her against the stone wall displaying my vigor, hoping this will intimidate her. She laughs and reaches up to my face cupping my jaw firmly between her fingers. Pulling my face towards her, she speaks above my lips, her breath fanning lightly on my skin. “How does it feel knowing that I can torment you with only a simple quip? Your charms don’t enthrall me, love. Maybe I’ll give in if you try harder.”

She pushes past me to the door and points at the undergarments that are still in my grasp. “Keep those. Perhaps they’ll keep you thinking about me, sir.” Y/N winks and struts out, leaving me in utter awe. Darkness spills throughout the room and energy surrounds me as I exit my human form. Two can play this game, but only one will win, darling.

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— bugs

[prorevenge]

Threaten my livelihood, don't be surprised when I come at you harder.

This happened a few years ago and it's somewhat lengthy but I'll try and keep it reasonable. TL;DR below.

It all started when I moved to Nevada with my dad because my parents had divorced relatively recently and he wanted me to stick around and help him with my younger siblings. He is the hardest working man I've ever met, and I didn't have anything really going on besides kind of roaming, so when he asked if I could move in with him and just kind of be there for my little brother and sister in exchange for room and board, I wasn't going to say no.

Anyway, we ended up moving to Nevada in our travels because he was in the mining field and there happened to be a mine there.

A little later on, he hooked me up with a job at the mine too. Nothing special, just working in the warehouse doing various duties. It paid well though and I was pretty strapped for cash so I was glad for it.

I actually enjoyed it for the first 2ish months.

Then SHE showed up.

She was a "southern girl" with a "hood" accent faker than a car salesman's smile. She had overstayed her medical leave for a personal injury and had been let go, and that's why I was hired, to replace her. Well it turned out that she had threatened to sue the mine for discriminating against her because she was a woman, unless they let her come back and continue working. The only reason I knew this is because she bragged about it to everyone there. Yeah, a real wonderful person right?

Fast forward to about a week after she had come back, and she started revealing how even MORE wonderful of a person she was. She came up to me while I was working on getting one of our regular shipments put together and just started laying into me as I was making sure everything on the packing slip was actually there. As she stood there making weird mouth noises she opened with "I don't know if it's because you're just stupid, or because your Mexican, but you obviously have no idea what you're doing, hun." (She was an artist at starting conversation) to which I replied "Excuse me, what did you just say?" She just looked at me with this smug expression for a second and then said "You heard what I said sweetie. Are you deaf too?" At this point I was having high school flashbacks because this is some shit I would expect to hear from your typical bully, so I just stood there and looked at her for a second before I chose to just not engage and turned around to continue what I was doing. This immediately set her off. "I don't know who you were in whatever shithole in Mexico you came from, but here I'm the boss, and you better not turn your fucking back to me while I'm speaking to you." (I'm not from Mexico by the way. I was born California, my dad is white, and my mom is Hispanic.) I just chuckled lightly as I continued my task and without turning around said "Hmm, it would seem as though I already have." From the sounds coming out of her mouth, I thought she was having a siezure behind me. She blurted out "You won't last long spic." and walked off. I just kept doing what I was doing and focused on my job and she didn't approach me for the rest of the day.

The next day I get called into the warehouse manager's office. The warehouse manager was a super nice lady who had always been respectful to me, and I was very respectful in return. She informed me that my coworker had filed a complaint about me, saying that I had been mistreating her, discriminating against her, called her names, actively went out of my way to put her in danger, and a so on and so forth. I'm not gonna lie, this got me very heated and frustrated, but I'm a professional in the workplace, so I kept my cool and laid out the actual situation to the manager, and every detail to my memory. She said that she appreciated that I was keeping my cool, and that she was going to send me to do some other projects while she looked into it for the next few days, but if my coworker's complaint was accurate, disciplinary actions up to termination would be carried out. I told her that I would expect nothing less, and looked forward to the results of the investigation.

Fast forward about two more weeks and I get called into the manager's office yet again. She told me that they performed a small investigation and found no evidence that I had done anything my special coworker had claimed, and furthermore, my other coworkers besides her, and even the temps, had nothing but praise for me. This of course not only fed my ego quite a bit, but further disproved my crazed coworker's complaint.

The next day, another one of my coworkers came up to me and told me that the special lady who had it out for me had been put on probation for falsely accusing me of those ridiculous things and for saying all those things to me that one day. This was pleasing on a level that I cannot describe. I was winning, and I'll I had to do was put the final nail in her coffin.

So I did.

Every once in a while we'd get a shipment of something that's too big for us to unload with our small forklifts we keep at the warehouse, so we have to get someone else on site to unload it with much bigger equipment, and that usually takes quite a long time. As in hours. I also happened to know the guy who delivers those items pretty well. He also hates the wonderful slur slinger who has been messing with me, because it turns out she's just likes being a cunt to everyone. This is where my plan starts coming to fruition. I asked the delivery driver if he would make a huge fuss and say that he doesn't have the time to wait for her to get another piece of equipment to unload his truck, and that he needs it done ASAP. He agreed without hesitation.

About a week later everything comes together. The delivery shows up, the slur slinger was working as the relief supervisor that day, and I was getting prepared for the final phase. The driver comes inside to talk to the person who is supposed to help him with his load, and I watched through the space in between the shelves I was cleaning. He did exactly what I asked. Now, lady who insisted on being such a bitch to me was very poor at handling any situation that isn't exactly how she wanted it to be, so she agreed to disregard procedure and unload the truck with the small equipment because she was panicking and needed to look like she had everything in control.

This was working out perfectly. I just needed to do one more thing.

My amazing coworker went outside to get ready to unload the truck, and I ran like the flash to the manager's office. I ran like a madman with a huge grin on my face and stopped right outside of the manager's office. I composed myself and knocked firmly on the door. A muffled "Come in!" comes from inside the office, so I open the door. She looks at me as if she's waiting for me to say something, so I do. "I need you to come look at this if you have a moment." She grabs her hard hat and says "Lead the way." I bring her all the way back to the warehouse and out to the yard, where I'm sure you all can guess what is happening right now. The dumb cunt is unsafely unloading the truck, with the wrong equipment. The manager looks shocked and says in the only breach of professionalism I've ever seen from her "Are you fucking kidding me?" She then runs to where the truck is being unloaded, waving her arms and yelling.

She fired her on the spot.

I went home that evening, had a beer with my dad, told him the whole story, and we laughed our asses off at how much of a dumbass that lady was.

I was laid off a couple months later because the mine went under at that time, but I thoroughly enjoyed my time working there, as it was the only time I've been able to pull off any revenge on a shitty coworker.

TL;DR Racist, lying, and completely insufferable coworker tries to get me fired and fails. I hatch a plan with a delivery driver and we actually get her fired.

(source) (story by PhillMahooters)

[ask-beacons-finest]

Blazeburner14′s Team Dark takes a day in Grimmfuture’s Beacon!

Sorry for such a long wait!

The team continued on ranting through Beacon’s familiar dorm halls, with Duran Raglan finally breaking under the constant pressure placed on him for the past hour by his teammate Kira Tabito, snapping as he turns to face her slightly surprised face, “Well excuuuuse me! If I recall we were spending the morning in one of the training rooms by YOUR suggestion, so I am so terribly sorry if this idiot decided decided to go off on her own unsupervised!” With that silence fell upon the team, with Duran sighing and lifting an apologetic hand to his now offended teammate, Alice Vermillion, “Listen, Alice, sorry. Sometimes things just,” With a small pause he stopped himself, and quickly changed his tone, “Wait...why should I be apologizing to you! You’re not even the real one!” “Alice,” with her entirely-hazel eyes narrowed, “Does not accept this apology.” “Well,” spoke up the forth teammate, Ross Love, who was silently tagging along until now making himself known with a lazy yawn, “Why not ask them if they’ve seen our little trouble maker?” “Hmm,” Duran looked over to where his teammate was pointing, and saw an unfamiliar team, “Must be freshman?” “Regardless, they must have working eyes!” With a scoff Duran reluctantly agreed to Kira’s statement, and went along with Ross’s plan, Some leader I am, Duran’s internal criticism was silenced as they approached the younger students.

  “Hey, mind if we ask you guys something?” Duran did his best to put on a smile as the tallest of them turned to face him, a boy with burnt-orange hair, who looked him up and down, “What’s the problem? “Well, you see we lost our teammate,” Kira spoke in a worried tone, one completely different the one she took up with Duran only minutes before, “She looks, literally, just like this.” The young boy, with two of his teammates standing beside him, cocked an eyebrow as they looked at Team DRK presenting Alice, “Alright, well, seems like she’s right there.” “Robin,” one of his teammates looked over to him, a strange net wrapped around her left arm, “Must be a clone, semblance, right?” “Yeah,” Duran agreed. “Yes! Exactly! So,” Kira spoke with clasped hands and a renewed sense of hope in finding her teammate before something terrible happens, “Have you seen her? If not would you be willing to look for her? An extra four set of working eyes would do wonders!” With that statement, Robin winces and steps back, joined by the teammate with a netted arm, leaving only the one wearing Beacon’s uniform, along with a heavy-looking wrapped object on her back, standing front and center appearing to be shaking in rage. “Umm...is something wrong?” Kira asked nervously, and almost jumps from her skin as the boiling pot of anger grabs her by the shirt collar, happening much too quick for either Duran or Ross to step in. “YOU LISTEN UP ASSHOLE,” the curse makes Kira wince only more, “YOU KNOW, AIN’T ANYONE EVER TELL YOU MAKING ASSUMPTIONS ISN’T SAFE? WORKING EYES EH? WHY I OUGHTA JUS-” “Jessca, enough,” The forth teammate broke her silence, and slowly walked up to the confrontation, her eyes a milky white and obviously blind but she still turns her head in the direction of her seething teammate, “I said enough, wife.” The member known as Jessca scoffed and tossed back Kira into her own teammates, now looking on in anger, “I apologize for my wife, she has yet to be properly disciplined. However, I have seen your teammate, through Oni. Jessca?” With a single motion, the girl removed the wrapped object from her back, slamming it onto the ground with a large thud, the blind girl slowly crouched down to face it, “Oni, you have seen this girl no? Where?”

  After a short explanation, and less aggressive introductions, as well as a quick farewell, Team DARK began to run their direction away from Team ORNJ, but didn’t get too far before a loud buzz came over the school’s intercom and Professor Belladonna’s voice boomed through, sounding furious, “Would all members of Team VILT AND Team DARK make their way to the Headmistress’s office?” Duran spoke up with an irritable groan, “Great. Another freshman team.” “Alice found a friend, no harm has been done,” the clone of their teammate spoke with a devious smile, “yet!” With that, she slowly dissolved into the breeze, causing the team to panic and rush their way to Headmistress Weiss’s office.

  “Team DARK eh,” the young girl, who introduced herself as Alician Levora of Team VILT, “I hope your teammate isn’t as bad as ours, Iccarus can do some stupid things...” “Believe me,” Duran spoke with a cross tone, looking at the large door that leads into Weiss’s office, “Ours is ten times worse.”

  “So. Now that your respective teams are all here, surely willing to commit disciplinary action against you themselves, maybe now you should explain IN FULL, why you two were toying around in the school’s utility’s area?” Weiss was furiously snapping at the children, standing tall behind her desk with her hands slammed down upon it, Blake stood next to her and silently eyed the two students. “Headmistress,” Duren looked over to see a towering girl, the leader of Team VILT, Verrus, step forward and place a tight grip on Iccarus’s shoulder so harsh that he let out a quick groan of pain, “whatever they may have done, my team and I shall take full responsibility, and correct the issue.” “Less work for us,” Ross spoke quietly with a lazy smile, but still received a piercing stare from Blake, causing him to bow his head apologetically. “With all due respect I cannot allow that,” Kira spoke now, stepping up, “We half to take our responsibility for our teammate too.” Weiss sat down, clearly exhausted, “We cannot take or place responsibility until we know exactly what they di-” The headmistress’s words were cut off as the black-cloak-clad-horror that is Nekros Thembrosia coasted her way beside the still silent Alice Vermillion, and with a quick jerky movement, shot her hand out from her cloak to wrap around Alice’s throat, causing everyone to jump back. Nekro’s cloak revealing only one bloody red eye as her grip around Alice’s throat tightened more and more, until Alice choked out a small laugh and began to scatter away into the wind. Once fully gone Nekros slowly pulled her hand back into her cloak, and it once again covered her almost entirely. “You...could’ve just said something!” “Yeah well,” Alician shakily ragained herself, and gave a shaky smile at a horrified Kira, “Nekros doesn’t really talk much...” Clearing her throat, Weiss caught everyone’s attention, “We now have someone at large. Blake, you join the hun-” Once again, Weiss’s words were cut off as the school’s fire alarms began to blare, and the safety sprinklers snapped on, releasing not water but rather a foul smelling dust mixture. So foul that Blake felt necessary to shoot out the windows of the office with Gambol Shroud.

  Within only minutes the real Alice was sitting within the headmistress’s office, perfectly clean of this foul dust, a giant smile upon her face, snickering much like the hyena of which she takes traits from. Weiss, Blake, and (most of) both the teams were not amused. “Dude,” Iccarus leaned in and whispered to Alice, now understanding that her antics are far out of his league, “I don’t think I’m up for another prank of yours.”

  With that, Alice could only burst into laughter, not longer hiding behind snickers, “That’s perfectly okay, you’re too smelly anyways~!”