#i went overboard on this shi-

[cloppiv]

they're childhood friends your honour!

[septiseph]

I just realized I’ve never fully colored my mellingo fanarts so I colored 2 pics from this post as practice

[urinarythreatinfection]

Hiii!!! Omg I loved Kindness Isn't Spineless!! Would you be willing to do a part 3?? Where reader and the crew are visiting an island and run into readers ex? Since they ex was toxic/abusive, reader obviously feels afraid. How would Luffy and the crew react? Luffy comforting reader? I hope you’re well <33

Hey so I went totally overboard hope that's alright. I ended up making this way too long and I have a book report to do so I'll make this the 3rd part and the next one will be the last part cuz I don't wanna dwell on this too long. Hope that's good.

Kindness Isn't Spineless

Luffy x Gn!Reader. Lots of fluff, the strawhats are here too. Happiness all around. TW: small allusion to abusive ex relationship, reader gets anxious. 2,820~ words.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4

“Luffy wait!” You call out to the rubber man as he drags you by the hand happily off of the ship, excited to see a new island. It’s tuckering you out, especially when you’re drowsy from the heat. You try to stop him by standing still, but his arm just stretches as he runs ahead of you. It’s only when it drags you back to him that he realizes what happened, managing to catch you before you slammed into him.

“Woah! Hey you’re being so slow!” He says, putting you down onto your feet.

“I’m trying to be energetic but the nap I took outside ended up just making me sleepier.” You respond, sighing.

“Want me to carry you?” He grins and holds his arms out. You consider that option before shaking your head.

“No, I need to walk around to get rid of the drowsiness anyway.” After declining Luffy nods and almost immediately runs off again, stopping when you squeeze his hand. “Luffy…” You say, your voice stern, and he pouts.

“Sorry…” He doesn’t like being scolded, but listens. It’s not so bad walking like this either, holding hands as he swings them happily. He saved up some allowance so he’s excited to see the kind of food they have here, his eyes shining at the thought. It makes him want to run again but he settles when he sees you looking around.

“It’s pretty here. I know maybe not that different from other islands we’ve been to but they have decorations up. Is there a festival?” You pull Luffy to one of the stalls, buying him an apple to munch on while you ask the stall owner a few questions. As it turns out, there is indeed a festival. It’s why there were other big ships at the dock, people are visiting from other islands to celebrate. “Luffy did you hear that?” You turn to your boyfriend, who nods his head with his cheeks full of apple. He chews a few times before swallowing and licking juice from his lips.

“Festival, right? That’s why they have all the stuff up?” Wow he was actually listening. You give him a kiss on the cheek, earning a “Shi shi shi.” of a happy Luffy. The stall owner mentions that there'll be fireworks too, and even games to play.

“A lot of stall owners are going to be selling food too, which is my personal favorite.” The owner says and Luffy’s eyes light up, looking at you in excitement.

“We’re staying for the festival, Luffy. I doubt the others would want to miss it either. From what the owner said there’s some historic significance to it, we should tell Robin that when we see her.” Luffy seems uninterested until you add “She’ll be happy.” and then he seems more interested.

“Let’s go find her!” He yells, quickly grabbing another apple before he drags you away. He backtracks for a quick second to pay and then you both are actually off, Luffy picking you up and running around looking for your crewmates to give the news. You find Zoro and Nami, Nami seems interested.

“Ooo a festival, yeah we’ll stay.” The prospect of wearing cute clothes and walking around in pretty scenery is appealing to her, especially when she thinks of all the rich bastards that’ll probably come. “Huhuhu.. I’m not giving you more allowance for the festival though, spend it wisely. Unless you want to take out a loan, of course~” She says with a sly smile.

“Crazy woman.” Zoro mumbles and she tugs his ear. “Ow!” They bicker a bit but Zoro also agrees. The festival itself is okay, but the real thing that interests him is the festive alcohol.

“I’m a crazy woman for wanting money but focusing on only alcohol in a beautiful festival is sane?” Nami asks with a scoff and Zoro scowls.

“Okay let's find the others!” Luffy says quickly, picking you back up and running off after waving bye to Nami and Zoro. You find Chopper and Usopp next.

“Festival? Yeah I heard about it, my great great great grandfather actually held the first festival of this island. I even have an ancient relic of the past-” Usopp starts and you cover his mouth before he starts rambling, you’ll take that as a yes.

“What about you Chopper?” You ask the small reindeer and he nods.

“Sounds super fun!” He says excitedly, hopping a little. “They’ll have cotton candy too, right?” You nod and he hops more. “Then let’s stay! I’ll go buy all the things I need before they close up shop for the festival!” With that, the little reindeer runs off with Usopp.

You find Brook and Jinbe next, people glancing at the sight of a huge fishman and a skeleton just sitting drinking tea. “Yohoho, a festival? I agree, what about you Jinbe-san?” Brook turns to Jinbe.

“I agree as well, festivals are always a nice thing to celebrate; especially with friends.” He says with a smile.

“Very wise, Jinbe-san.” Brook says, taking a sip of his tea. “Thinking of spending time with friends at a festival... it brings a tear to my eye, not that I have one! Yohohoho!” Him and Jinbe laugh at his joke, you two leaving after saying bye.

“We already got majority vote, can we go eat now?” Luffy asks as you two actually walk around normally this time.

“True, but this is fun, isn’t it? Telling news to the crew. Plus, didn’t you hear what Nami said? We gotta spend our money wisely. Saving it for the festival food sounds way better.” You tell Luffy and he pouts a little, then grins.

“Okay! And yeah, this is fun!” He says, quickly hugging you. You hug him back, then go back on your festival informant mission. Franky stayed on the Sunny, he didn’t need to buy anything and instead took the chance to look over the Sunny while protecting it. There are a lot of other ships around after all, there’s no telling if one of them is hostile and tries something. “FRANKKYYYY!!!” Luffy yells from the dock up to the ship. A few moments and the cyborg replies.

“Yeah!?” He yells back and Luffy wraps one arm around you, stretching the other to grab onto the Sunny. It launches you both up and onto the ship, in front of Franky.

“There’s gonna be a festival! Fireworks and meat!” Luffy says, excited, and Franky grins.

“Festival? So that’s why there’s so many ships around.” The cyborg notes. “You both want to stay for that, right? Sounds Super!”

“You’re not gonna celebrate?” You ask with a frown and he shakes his head.

“Someone has to look after the Sunny, marines and other pirates might try something.” He explains and both you and Luffy frown. “Cheer up! I’ll be able to see the fireworks from here!” He says, but you and Luffy still seem a little bummed. Franky is mature despite his personality, he has a point. You don’t want him to be alone though, besides the Sunny. Luffy kisses you on the cheek.

“Well, it’s his choice. C’mon we still have Sanji and Robin!” The captain says, spreading his happy energy to you. It makes you feel better; plus, you doubt with some of the crews’ personalities that he’ll be alone for long. You two hop off of the ship and spot Sanji holding groceries, he must be bringing them back to stock the ship.

“Oh, Sanji!” You call out but Luffy beats you to it, grabbing onto Sanji’s shoulders and launching to him.

“Sanji!!” He yells and the cook jolts.

“Luffy you idiot I’m holding things!” He says, but it’s too late and Luffy slams into him. Thankfully, experience and leg strength helps him stay upright. Luffy pulls back enough to look at him.

“Sanji, there’s gonna be a festival!” The captain announces and Sanji’s eyes widen.

“A festival?” He asks and the words echo in his head. ‘Festival… festival..’ His thoughts go to the women crowding the streets in festive clothing, giggling and having fun. Nami and Robin in their prettiest clothes, eating food and playing games. Sanji playing the games for them, winning prizes and offering it to them like the goddesses they are. He can already hear their voices thanking him, praising him, bestowing their beautiful presence upon him.

“Sanji! Sanji! Hello??” You pat his cheek and he snaps out of it.

“Yes I’ll stay for the ladi- the festival.” He quickly answers, blood trickling from his nose to Luffy’s laughter. The rubber man lets go of Sanji, landing on the ground and turning to you.

“We just need Robin now!” He says, having fun on this mission you’ve made.

“Robin-chan should be near the outskirts of the island, saying there were ruins here she’s interested in." Sanji's face darkens. "I wanted to go with her, but I needed to buy groceries.” He seems genuinely bummed. “I can’t keep a lady waiting for me.”

“Cool! Let’s go!” Luffy's too used to Sanji’s woes to take them seriously. You give the cook a pat on the back before you two leave. When you’re at the outskirts of the island you realize you don’t know which part of the island she went to.

“Maybe we should’ve asked around if anyone knows where the ruins are.” You mumble to yourself, bearing the curse of hindsight.

“We just gotta look around, right? Robin always shows up!” Luffy says, swinging your held hands.

“True, Robin tends to appea- AAHH!” You jump with a yelp when you feel a hand on your shoulder, turning around quickly to see a chuckling Robin.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist.” She says with a smile as you put a hand to your chest, your heart thumping. Luffy seems unaffected, just excited to complete the mission.

“Robin! They’re having a festival! There’s gonna be meat and history too but meat and fireworks and meat!” Luffy rambles and Robin nods.

“I heard, I was going to tell you all when we met up but it looks like you two beat me to it.” She says.

“Great! Everyone knows now so we can go eat!” Your captain exclaims, forgetting about your earlier statement of saving for the festival.

“Luffy…” You sigh and Robin chuckles again, able to make out the context.

“Well, eating a bit beforehand shouldn’t hurt, right?” She suggests and Luffy quickly nods.

“Don’t instigate him!” You stare at her, betrayed. She gently shakes her head.

“They’ll most likely make the festival food more expensive, it’s better for him to not hold his hunger." The archeologist points out. “Luffy won’t fill up, but it should help.” She has a point.

“True…” There’s also valid concern that he might eat everything before the festival, but there could be some shops that are selling non-festive food that won't sell during the festival. You might even be able to get some for cheap depending on what it is. “Thanks Robin.”

“Have fun~” She says before you two walk off. You and Luffy go to multiple places that sell food, buying anything that won’t sell during the festivities. It helps Luffy a bit, and he pats his stomach with a content sigh.

“You aren’t gonna eat more?” He asks you and you shake your head.

“I ate enough, I’ll save the rest for the stalls.” You say and he shrugs.

“Well, okay!” He kisses you, tastes like the ham sandwich he just ate.

………………………..

Festival time! It’s bright and colorful, celebrating the moon’s creation apparently. It used to be a more elegant celebration, but time passed and people wanted to celebrate in the best way they knew how. Fun! Games and food stalls galore. You and the rest of the crew walk around, admiring everything. Luffy, thanks to Robin’s genius, gets to eat skewers with “moon sauce” whatever that is. It tastes good, you know that much. When you’re walking around you hear some whispers.

“Did you hear Mante is gonna be here?” Your heart drops as you hear the two people speaking.

“Mante? The hottie dancer?” The other person asks. “The one who works with that charity for the homeless?” Fuck, that’s definitely him.

“Yeah, apparently he’s dancing here for the festival. He’s using 70% of the profits he gets for his charity!”

“No way! Apparently dancing here is a ton of pressure! Giving most of the berri away, that’s crazy.”

“His good looks match his heart, I guess.” With that, the two people leave. Your heart pounds in your chest, this is bad, this is really bad. You knew he was getting popular but you didn’t know he would appear here.

“(Y/n)?” Luffy, munching on a moon themed pie, says your name. You’re out of it, only coming to when he presses his forehead to yours. You jolt.

“Luffy, you scared me.” You respond, getting startled for the second time today.

“You were spacing out all weird, what happened? Do you know this Mante guy?” He asks and you sigh.

“Y-Yeah, I used to know him…” Your voice is bitter and Luffy tilts his head in confusion.

“Does he suck at dancing or something?” The captain assumes from your reaction.

“No, no, he’s good. He wouldn’t be this popular if he actually sucked.” Your sigh only makes him more confused.

“What is it then?” He asks but you’re hesitant to answer, not wanting to ruin the fun by saying he’s your ex. Before he can push more, the sound of music starts. It calms you for a second before your eyes trail to a platform, on it are various dancers; and in the middle is the person of your nightmares. He’s handsome, maybe even more handsome than before in his beautiful dancer clothing. Luffy swallows the pie in his mouth, furrowing his brows as he follows your gaze to the dancer. He doesn’t know what’s going on but he knows you look scared. He quickly finishes the rest of the pie and grabs your hand. “Fireworks are way better anyway, let’s go somewhere else.”

“Where are you guys going?” Chopper, holding cotton candy, asks. He notices your pale complexion and gets worried. “Are you okay? Did you eat too much?” You shake your head and he frowns, holding up his cotton candy to you. “Want something sweet?” You shake your head again and he looks really worried.

“It’s okay Chopper, I’m just a little nervous. Maybe I just need to go somewhere quiet for a bit.” You tell the little reindeer and he nods, still staring at you. He pulls out some chewable tablets.

“Just in case it is your stomach, chew two of these and you should feel a little better.” The doctor says and you take the tablet, pocketing them.

“T-Thanks.” You mumble.

“What’s going on? Did you get constipated?” A voice behind you says, Zoro. He’s with Usopp and Nami, holding whatever they buy or win.

“Ohh is that it? Are you constipated?” Luffy turns to you and you shake your head again. The assumption is a little funny, but it isn’t really helping your nerves.

“Stop assuming gross stuff.” Nami says, annoyed. She walks over to you. “You’re just feeling anxious right? Robin is thinking about going back to the ship if you wanna go with her.” The offer is really tempting, the problem is that you also really don’t want to ruin things for Luffy. Of course, he can choose to have fun without you and leave you to Robin and Franky. He trusts them to keep you safe like this, but there’s also a chance he might be too worried to leave you alone. You can’t properly predict which one it’ll be with him, plus you do want to have fun with him around here. The thought of losing that because of him makes you angry.

“I’ll go somewhere with less people for a bit, then I'll come back for the fireworks.” You settle with and she nods.

“Well, okay.” Nami says, turning around to see Zoro trying to wander off. She quickly grabs him and pushes him to Usopp. “Make sure he doesn’t run off.” She tells him. Usopp doesn’t really want to, but Nami is scarier than Zoro. “I’ll see you, then. Don’t hesitate to go back to the ship if you need to.” She says and Chopper nods.

“I won’t.” You respond and Luffy looks at you, tightening his hold on your hand.

“I’m coming with you.” He says and you look at him.

“You don’t have to, I’ll be ba-”

“Nuh uh, I wanna go with you. I wanna rest too.” He doesn’t want to leave you alone, walking around without you wouldn’t be as fun anyway. You sigh in relief.

“Mkay, let’s go then.” To be honest you don’t wanna be completely alone either. You’re scared being alone might just make the thoughts come back. With that, you both leave after saying seeya to Nami, Zoro, Usopp, and Chopper. 'I just want to have fun without thinking of him.'

[mrghostrat]

Can vamp!Aziraphale be seen in older photography that used silver? I know that was the theory going around several years ago (and that vampires can be seen in modern mirrors because they're cheap like that now lol)

I think a lot of people kind of shied away from the theory after a while, 'cause people were treating it as fact and kinda um...went overboard with it 😅

yes! he just can’t have it touch his skin. my theory for the mirror thing is that its a reflection of your soul, and vampires left their mortal souls behind when they died & turned. meanwhile photography is just an impression of light exposure

[pianokantzart]

I’ve noticed quite a few fans are hoping the movie’s sequel will take bigger risks than the first one and have more dark and angsty moments. While I would like to see it, too, realistically, it should not go overboard to the point where the rating becomes PG-13 instead of PG.

What do you think? What are the limits to how many dark/intense moments can be included in a future movie without it becoming PG-13?

Technically, there are a lot of things a movie can do and still have a PG rating. All Dogs Go To Heaven and Watership Down have a PG rating while having a good deal of violent imagery and themes revolving around death.

I don't think the threat of accidentally bumping things up to a PG-13 will be what keeps the second Mario Movie lighthearted so much as Illumination's child-friendly reputation. Then there's Nintendo, who... while not afraid to get serious at times... still have a very colorful/lighthearted vibe connected to their main mascot.

Honestly, I was surprised they went as dark as they did in the movie we got. They never shied away from the fact that Mario and Luigi could die at any moment, and Bowser was even more violent and threatening than his game counterpart. That "let's see how tough this Mario is when he watches me kill his brother!" line genuinely surprised me.

Overall, I don't think they're going to make the sequel much darker than the original. Will they up the anti? of course! but they'll do it in a fun, colorful, adventurous way rather than an angsty way. Our biggest hope is the 1-up mushroom coming into play, yet even then I suspect the (bloodless) death of the doomed character would last for a very brief span of time. But it would be wild if they had one of the Mario Brothers watch the other die, even if said death only lasts for a few moments.

[junowritings]

“ i wish you were here. or i was there. just… i wish we were back together again. “

With Rollo, maybe? I want to see how he feels about Yuu going back to a magicless world, but magic being (probably) the only solution to see each other again. If you don't write Rollo, maybe Silver? Please and thank you! :D

Did I binge the entire event just so I could write for this guy? Yes.

Did I end up getting a lil attached to the guy and went overboard on this prompt? Also yes

Absolutely living for the confliction this guy would be going through, and I had a bunch of lil potential ideas but this one won out in the end. I did want to add another bit near the end but the ending felt a bit off so maybe I'll save that for another time.

I hope you enjoy and thank you sm for requesting~! <3

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It seems that magic is once again taking something he loves away from him.

No, that wasn’t quite right, and Rollo knows it. But a bitter part deep in his soul rationalizes it as such, if only to help dull the unfamiliar ache that twists tight between his ribs as he counts down the minutes. 

He can’t be there to see you off in your departure. Even should his steadfast resolve crumble and he resort to magical means of transport to cross the distance between Noble Bell and Night Raven, by this point there was no way that he would make it in time. He’s sure that many of your fellow students have been able to say their goodbyes in all the ways that he can’t - have hugged and held you and wiped tears from your cheeks. All giving you a comfort that he cannot provide.

Instead he’s reduced to a mere voice, from the grainy receiver of the phone Crowley had given you months ago; once just a lump of plastic to keep in touch now one of the only remaining connections that he has to you as he clutches his own in a white knuckled grip.

Sharp footfalls echo upon ancient wood as he paces back and forth atop the belltower, far removed from anyone foolish enough to interrupt or pry. From the corner of his eye the bell of Solace is illuminated by the last dregs of the evening sun, a luminescent golden glow that still clings to the light even as the sky gradually darkens as though fighting with the inevitable. The irony isn’t lost on him, and discomfort washes across his features momentarily before he levels that expression and collects himself, turning to more important matters.

Namely, the fact that you’ve gone quiet on the other end of the line.

Your thinly veiled attempts at pleasantries have long since faded, and Rollo is loath to admit that the absence of your voice has an unease coiling in his chest. Just days ago you would have gladly talked his ear off about the most mundane of things; of the latest exploits of your magic possessing peers and the things that you had learned. You never shied away from speaking your mind; to think when you’d started Rollo had found it tedious, but the silence on the call now is far worse. Of course it would dawn on him too late the extent of which he depends on something as simple as your words. Now, there is only so much to talk about before the unspoken reality which hangs in the air becomes too charged to ignore.

“It’s right here, Rollo.” your voice is so quiet he would have missed it were he not intent on listening, and he feels himself tense at the disbelieving awe in your voice. “So close I can literally reach out and touch it. I…”

You trail off, and he hears the dull scrape of what is surely your fingers dragging along the surface of the artifact responsible for returning you home. The noise of the latent magic whirring to life, thrumming at your touch has the hairs on the back of his neck raise as his pacing abruptly screeches to a halt. He fights to hold his tongue, wanting to shout at you to get away from the wretched thing as though you’ll listen to him. It would be a waste of words falling to deaf ears, and the sigh he hears on the other line is warped by the crackle of white noise as he listens.

If he closes his eyes, Rollo finds momentary comfort in a falsified reality. In his mind's eye he is no longer in the belltower, but stands by your very side as you face the magical artifact destined to return you to the magicless world you once knew. He can see your face clearly as though you’re standing right before him, soft expression marred by furrowed brows and that sharp concentrated gaze that had given his heart pause the first time he’d seen it. He can even imagine the way the thumb of the hand holding your phone brushes the battered casing as you speak to him. 

You’d joked once that it was like you were hoping he’d feel it through the receiver, a small gesture to make up for the distance between the two of you. Back then he had been blunt in retorting that you could simply transfer to Noble Bell College if it was truly such a hassle, a comment once made if only to hide the way his voice had wavered. Now Rollo wishes that he’d been more firm in his suggestion. Doing so would have given him time; a selfish reasoning, but he’s never been above being selfish. He bemoans the missed opportunity, the chance to monopolize your precious time secure in the knowledge that you were in the safest place that this magic riddled world could possibly afford you - his side.

It is the crackle of the phone speaker that frees Rollo from his reverie, the image dissolving like a snuffed flame. He hadn’t realized he’d stopped at the edge of the tower, free hand gripping the railing tight as he turned away from the ancient bones of wood and metal to look out over the city. Up here, so far removed from the disorder and vibrancy that made up Fleur city’s soul, Rollo often allowed himself moments of peace, to unshoulder the self imposed burdoneus task that had made up all of his days before he met you. The desire still burned beneath his skin, prodding at memories like open wounds, but for months you had been there to bind them up, stemming the tide to what was sure to be another lapse later down the line. What would happen in your absence? 

He would find out the answer to that in mere moments.

The soft call of his name brings Rollo back to you, and he can hear the tremble in your tone.

“I wish you were here.” your voice cuts softly through the speaker, a quiet confession. “Or I was there. just… I wish we were back together again.”

How cruel. You’re moments away from leaving this world behind, leaving him to deal with these magically infused miscreants and halfwits; and yet you’re the one baring your soul to him through the phone? Had you not caused enough torment by forcing him to accommodate for the loss of your presence?

“Is this really okay?” you ask, and it takes him a moment to realize that you’re not just speaking aloud anymore; you’re asking him directly. “Can I really go?”

All at once that selfishness burns like liquid fire, fierce through his veins and into his heart. Rollo almost demands that you stay where you are, at least until he can get to you. You would wait, if he asked; of course you would. But the request curls up and burns pitifully in his throat until the cinders sit heavy on his tongue, unspoken for fear of what it would bring.

You were never from this world to begin with, it’s a fact he has to remind himself of often. You’ve made no secret of where you came from, the things you left behind and lost. Here you were, the magicless perfect uprooted from your home, your family and your life and thrust into a place so unlike your own. It was only natural to yearn for that which was taken from you. But you were asking him if you should go, now that you finally had a chance to return?

You don’t need permission; you just don’t want to make that decision to leave everything behind again. 

Very well then, he’ll make the choice for you.

“...Rollo? Say something, please-”

“I won’t stop you.”

He hears your breath hitch as you pause mid-sentence, imagines the look of shock no doubt on your face as you clutch your phone to your ear as though you heard him wrong. What did you expect him to say? Did you expect him to beg and plead and demand that you bend to his own selfish wants at the cost of your own safety? You fumble over yourself, trying to think of a response to such a blunt comment; where usually such words would be met with sarcasm or snark on your end, he’s now rendered you speechless.

“That world of yours is far safer than any refuge I could offer you in this one.” he reasons, fighting to keep his voice level as he speaks into the receiver.  “We will both sleep sounder in the knowledge that you are finally where you belong.”

There’s conviction behind his words. He truly believes that you’ll be safer in that magicless world you call home, safe from any of the dangers Twisted Wonderland could hope to harm you with. Of that he is sure…

But if that is true, why does that knot between his ribs insist on twisting so?

“Of course, you’re right.” The breath you let out is shaky, and he’s sure that there’s a tremble in your hands as he hears that familiar whirr of accumulating magic on the other end of the line.

Rollo steels himself for what comes, forces himself to listen to your voice over the hum of the magic mirror as you give your well wishes and hopes for a future he can be proud of. These are very well the last words you may ever speak to him; he’ll record them to memory even if he has to carve them on his very soul. Your departure won’t eradicate you from this world so long as he carries the proof of your existence-

“Take care, Rollo-”

There is no chance to say goodbye. The line cuts off abruptly, the sudden blast of white noise making him hiss as he pulls the phone away from his ear. He has no way to respond, no opportunity to give you the words of farewell that he’d had burning into his mind from the moment the call had started. Instead he can only scowl, expression darkening into something pained seeing that the call’s still going, but there’s no one on the other end to receive it. You hadn’t hung up, and for a fleeting moment his heart sinks realizing that the one form of communication that he had to you is severed. 

Just like that you had absconded from this world, as you had wished to do for so long. This is what you had wanted from the very moment you’d stepped foot into a land that wasn’t your own, and what he had wished for you from the second he’d learned of your plight.

This was for the best.

The phone is useless to him now, dropped carelessly to the side as he allows himself to sink fully against the railing, limbs suddenly feeling as though lead courses through his veins as he buries his face into his hands. It takes too long to compose himself, far too long to quell the shake in his shoulders and the tremble in his lip in an attempt to maintain a modicum of the facade he used so well. His arms drop to the railing, fingers sliding over ancient wood and holding tight to ground himself as the words repeat in his head.

This was for the best.

It had to be.

His eyes are drawn to his hand, to the finger where his signature bejeweled ring had once been. It’s with you now, slipped into your hands during your last visit to Fleur city when you’d tugged him toward you and held him close until steered you to the nearest shop stall to distract you long enough to get his reddened cheeks under control. Your face had brightened in the widest smile once you realized what he’d pressed between your palms, asking if it was really okay to keep it even as he scolded you for the ceaseless pestering. Such a material thing mattered little compared to the person wearing it, he’s rationed. Were it really such a point of guilt, you could always bring it back on your next visit.

If only he had known that there would be no next visit; he would have provided something more fitting for you to remember him by.

Rollo wonders if you still keep it close; are you wearing it now? Perhaps on a chain around your neck or resting snug upon your hand. It doesn’t matter, so long as that miniscule item, that part of him is carried with you to the next world where he cannot follow.

…or can he?

[rukia-writes]

Rainy days (Dad version-Part 2-Fluff)

Part 1 (Poseidon, Hercules and Hades)

It was beginning to rain in Valhalla.

Buddha didn’t seem to mind, until he heard a toddler laughing. Looking over his shoulders, while laying down on his side on his comfortable bed he saw Kintoki playing with his son. The toddler was cute and Buddha believed he was perfect blend of Kintoki and (Name). The sound thunder caught Buddha’s attention as well as Kintoki’s son.

“I want to go outside!”

“No, it’s raining outside and it’s lightning. It’s too dangerous right now, little man.”

“….I want to go outside!”

“…Didn’t you just hear me?”

Kintoki loved his son to death but when his son acted like he didn’t understand him made Kintoki want to laugh and cry at the same time. Buddha chuckled as he stood up and stretched, sitting down beside the two Buddha gently poked the toddlers belly.

“Yeah, you don’t want go outside right now. Kaminari will get you.”

“…Kaminari?”

The toddler’s curiosity was thru the roof as he had never heard of the thunder god before today. Kintoki knew where Buddha was going with this and told his son that Kaminari was the god of lightning and that when it rained he would steal young kids belly buttons and then eat them.

This caused the toddler to freeze with shock for a minute or so until he told the two that they were lying. But Buddha agreed that he had his belly button taken away a long time ago and that he doesn’t go out in the rain, which Kintoki agreed that it was true. The thunder roared again making the young boy cry as he covered up his father’s belly button.

“Don’t worry, Dad! I’ll save you!”

Buddha couldn’t help but laugh as he saw the sight of the small child covering up Kintoki’s stomach with a blanket, Kintoki wanted to laugh and did his best to stifle his laughter as well but he was also worried he might have went overboard with the story telling.

“What about your belly button? We’ll have to cover up yours too.”

“How are we going to cover mine?”

“Don’t worry, little man. Your dad has you covered.”

Kintoki helped his son tuck in his pants and that seemed to work as the Kintoki saw his son smile again. Even going as far as to say he wasn’t scared anymore making Kintoki pat the top of his son’s head with a smile while saying “That’s my boy.” At that moment the door opened as thunder and lightning spread across the sky as a figure made their way inside scaring both Kintoki and his son while Buddha shouted “Hide your belly buttons!”

“Belly buttons? What who do you think I am?”

Stepping into the light everyone saw that it was (Name) wearing a black hood, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Kintoki told (Name) that they were telling their son about the superstition about the thunder god that steals kids belly buttons, in secret of course.

“Mom! Cover your belly button!”

“Mine is covered, no god is getting my belly button. I hope he didn’t get yours.”

“No, dad helped.”

(Name) noticed her son’s shirt was tucked in to help protect his bellybutton from the god, however (Name) placed her hand over Kintoki’s belly button as it was out of course making the handsome dad blush a bit.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let him get your bellybutton either.”

An awful storm had hit China one night.

In the palace, a young boy was asleep but the sound of thunder woke him out of his sleep and the rain beating on his window scared him. So much so, the young boy quickly left his bed and went to look for his mother. Instead, in his haste running and his freight at all time peak he didn’t notice he was being followed and was quickly picked up by someone making the young boy yell, kick and scream.

“Easy, little one. It’s just me.”

Opening his eyes, he recognized the voice that belonged his father and sure enough it was him as the emperor the china lit a candle in the hallway. Qin Shi Huang heard his son sigh in relief as he thought a monster had gotten a hold of him, chuckling the emperor told his son he was no monster and that it was time to go back to bed. However, his son told his father he didn’t want to go to bed because of the bad storm.

“Oh, you’re scared of the storm? There’s nothing to be scared of little one. I’ll show you something.”

The two walked hand in hand to the emperors bed chambers. Quickly waking his wife up, Qin Shi Huang told his wife that she wouldn’t want to miss an amazing event. While, (Name) didn’t want to awaken her son and husband gave her no room to say no.

So, the three looked out the window as the rain began pouring down harder and the thunder roared about. Taking of his blindfold Qin Shi Huang told his son there was nothing to be scared of and that if he was quick with his eyes he could see a dragon appear. Like the lightning, the young boys eyes gleamed with joy and excitement as he wanted to see a dragon appear. (Name) also, wanted to see the dragon that her husband was talking about.

“Not only will you see a dragon but I’ll tell you how I became the emperor of china as it also rained that day.”

The boy’s eyes shunned brightly as he always wanted to hear how his father became emperor of China and now he would finally get to hear it. As Qin Shi Huang told the story of how he defeated the demon Chi You, (Name) noticed her son becoming more and more happier than he was when he came into their room and she knew it was because of Qin Shi Huang being an amazing dad.

A father and more.

“And on the final rainy day, I finally defeated Chiyou, causing the history of China to pass over into the hands of man and becoming known as "The King Where It All Began"….and here comes the dragon.”

“Where-“

At that moment lightning flashed across the sky resembling that of a dragon to the young boy making the fear he had of the strong force of nature disappear as he quickly shook his mother and repeating “I saw it! I saw the dragon! Did you see it mom!?” While (Name) did see it she was more interested in how her husband knew the lightning would strike at that exact moment.

Smiling while patting the top of his son’s head the emperor asked his son if he was still scared and when he received the answer no and that he thought the dragon was amazing and also that Qin Shi Huang was just as amazing the emperor hugged his son tightly.

It was a touching moment (Name) would never forget, as she truly thanked her stars for having an amazing husband and dad.

🎄Rukia-Writes🎄

[neetily]

꣑୧ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ── MATCHUP EVENT: Date #3

♡ cupid's victim number three !! ♡

thank you so much my love for taking part in this event! here's hoping that you enjoy cupids pick, i put a lot of thought into this one for you! wishing you the best <3 stay safe!

─ you have one new message from...

Sebastian . . .

sorry if i went a bit overboard yesterday! in truth, i could barely contain myself haha... so please, let's meet up again soon so that i can make it up to you x

Why? he fits your type of awkward nerd perfectly, i think! you said that you enjoy opposites, and i truly believe in the power of "opposites attract" too, so im matching you up with your counter! shy, awkward, nerdy sebastian would be a perfect fit for your more extroverted and playful personality, absolutely! i can see you teasing him all in good fun, pinching at his pretty pink cheeks or ruffling his hair all messy while he shies away from your touch; but he loves it deep down, really! he'd appreciate the fact that you could carry most of the social burden for him, and that you'd encourage him to get out of the house a bit more than he would usually. he'd also enjoy just how much fun you are, like a little imp─ you'd bring out the best in him, and for that he's thankful. i think you'd appreciate how slow going he can be at times, appreciating the little things in life and reminding you that good still yet exists in this world. when you're off and about in your own head at times, he'll be right there to help ground you again! also also, he'd be super loyal and remember every single piece of info you give him <3 i imagine that you might have a penchant to be a bit scatter brained, so sebastian would be right there to pick up the pieces you didn't realise you'd dropped! i like to think that his love language is acts of service because he struggles with his words so often, which perfectly compliments your gift giving nature! you cook for him, and he secretly runs you a hot bath <3 of course he's joining too!!

the fact that you enjoy the outdoors so much could be thought of as something clashing, but i think you'd appreciate the company of sebastian and his witty comments, and he'd appreciate finding peace in the outdoors with you with him! a mutually beneficial relationship.

im thinking that where you help him come out of his shell bit by bit, he enjoys helping you relax. cosy nights inside, plopping you on his lap so that you can scroll on your phone while he games <3 those sort of vibes! (and... i think you're both about as kinky as each other, so cue some cockwarming while he games hehe...)

oh! i almost forgot to mention, i think you both suit each others aesthetics PERFECTLY too!!! catch him helping you dye your hair to save some cash <3 !!

Walking, really? . . . warning: cnc

he ought to thank you properly, eventually... when he isn't current buried balls deep in your sopping wet little cunt, preferably.

a snarl escapes him, low and raspy and primal in the wake of your tight sucking hole, pretty pussy squirming around his forceful intrusion as he fucks into you at such a pace that leaves even him breathless. a panting mess over your bent back, shoved against the nearest tree thanks to your cute little cindersap forest date idea.

just a little walk, you'd promised. it'd be sweet, we can even sit by the lake just like at the mountain!

and though he's yet to do just that with you on such a lovely little nature date, he thinks that the pretty sound of your hole squelching around his fat cock every time he fucks you nice and full is even better, honestly. and the cracked moans you make every time his tip kisses your cervix tells him much the same; "fuckin' tight, shit—" he heaves from above you, bending you almost in half from how heavy his thrusts are, applying weight to your upper body so that your back arches nice and pretty for his brutal fucks. "feelin good, pretty?" he smiles down at you, smirk heard loud and clear through his words in spite of the way you sob so sweetly for him, he's being so mean to you, isn't he?

but isn't that what you wanted, huh? when you had suggested a little date walk, weren't you hoping for him to rob you of your autonomy, push you hard against a tree and so casually tug your bottoms off? oh, he's been so hard the whole walk too just thinking about pounding your pretty little cunt, eyes rolling to the back of his skull when you have to stand on your tippy toes to keep standing at all.

you just feel so good, fuckin irresistible, even outdoors. it's in part why he loves these little day dates with you, hidden enough from onlookers behind the trees and bushes— no one gets to witness how well he abuses and uses you, right? only for him, tight cunt fucked into his shape, made for him, right?

when you neglect to answer his question, he takes to digging his fingers in your long hair, grasping at it roughly and yanking you back, precum just dripping from his cock to make the glide a bit easier for you when you choke on a sob in response. "got your attention now, honey?" god, the way his tone is so condescending, talking down to you with such sweet words, honey sweet in the face of your degeneracy. he knows you're enjoying his rough hands and fat cock, fucking into you desperately, rutting like he's in heat; the sound of his balls slapping against your puffy clit ringing through the forest air. but he needs to hear you say it, admit that you like being taken advantage of, fucked without prior warning or consent— just a hole for him to sink into, a ring of your cream forming around the base of his cock being all he needs to know your true answer.

but it helps when you cry a high pitched close in response to his bullying, the sound honestly ruining him as your cunt starts to quiver around him and his hips stutter into you in response, jaw tight and teeth clenched as you start to cream his cock, shaking and trembling in the palm of his hands as he helps you stand up straight. a harsh little "freak, getting off to getting raped?" escapes him before he's soon following suit, making sure to offer you unfair slamming thrusts as if to shame you some more, and to help milk you fully empty while he fills you up all sticky and white.

and he only allows himself a few breathless moments to enjoy the tacky warmth your cunt offers him before he's bending down to your level, letting his cock slip out of you as his cum dribbles down your bare thighs. his tone softens immediately upon cupping your tear stained cheeks, cooing gently down at you as you sniff and pout back up at him. you look fucked. it's cute, he thinks.

"you okay, baby?" he questions, but hardly waits for an answer before praising your performance anyway. "did so good for me, always, fuck, m'so proud of you..." he sighs, littering you pretty face with barely there kisses, rewarding you for all your effort today.

"promise you did good, honey. made me feel so good, hope you know that," he continues, helping you stand up straight with a beaming smile on his face.

these outdoorsy dates could never be boring, so long as he's got you to attend with him. consenting to his rough touch in the morning, he just had to make good on his promise, even if it means he has to carry you home to save your happily wobbling legs.

— you like to... listen to music when alone! here is a playlist that i think fits your matchup!

Cooler Than Me - Ethan Fields

Sanctuary - Joji

Taunt - Lovejoy

[feathersketchcreations]

Finished!!! those who do ask, yeh, the audio IS indeed Brandon Rogers (THANK YOU BRANDON AAAA) I got a video from the official blitz VA Brandon himself when I went to lvl up expo and he gave me permission to animate this. Brandon gave me TOO MUCH POWER when he gave me permission to ANIMATE the video he did for me of Blitz saying things to REMI AAAA may of went a lil bit overboard with the shading but it was my first time kinda compositing in Adobe after effects. context: I ship Blitz and Remi in my au, and I managed to get a video from Brandon Rogers saying this. as blitz. to REMI and I screamed internally holy shi- proof: Full video of Brandon himself saying this for meeee: https://youtube.com/shorts/fLYx_7bJdR4?si=6aT4axkCyqsfSZbF I had a really nice experience meeting him at lvlup expo. he thought the lil fanship I have was cute and I fucking died #helluvaboss #helluvabossBlitz #helluvabossfanart #helluvabossoc

[mxtxfanatic]

I agree that Shi Shanyan went a little overboard, but y’all not serious saying that he should have spared the life of the person y’all paid to kill him just because that person said “sorry.”

[the-marron]

one line any fic! rules: pick ten of your fics, scroll to somewhere midpoint, pick a line chunk and share it, and then tag ten people.

I wqas tagged by @forerussake - thank you!!! 🥰🥰🥰 ehhh, picking ten favourite children is haaaard. I went overboard this year and the total of my fics right now is... 113, so I decided to limit myself to the current fandom, hope that’s okay? 😅

1. When I Make an Oath to the Flames, (Guardian, Weilan, Angst)      

Where Ye Zun thought himself to be an outsider in this strange relationship, Shen Ye would be an integral part of it and it makes all the difference. He wonders how does a fully happy Shen Wei look? With no evil brother trying to destroy the world and with his love by his side, what kind of person will Shen Wei be? How will he grow, how will he change? Will his smile get even warmer, will he smile more?

2. Jia Jia and The Guardian Lantern (Guardian, Weilan, Post-Canon Happy ending)

“I think I know what happened.” He whispers conspirationally and Xie Jin stops himself from groaning. The kid is rather observant, true, but his imagination hinders him from achieving greatness, that and his partiality to drama.

“With the Guardian?” Jia Jia prompts, not looking up from her cup of instant noodles.

“Yes! I think he lit up Dixing because he was in love with a Dixingren!”

“Sources?” Jia Jia and Xie Jin say simultaneously and grin at each other over their respective cups.

3. When I walk past the mountain peak, it doesn’t speak  (Guardian, Weilan, Post-canon Happy Ending)

In the pool, Zhao Yunlan’s life flickers out and the Lantern is lit, glowing faintly.

Nothing’s changed.

Shen Wei has failed again.

Kunlun doesn’t even look at him.

“Let me try again.”

4.  Come my love be one with the sea  ( Guardian, Weilan & ChuGuo, POTC!au)

“I’m Guo Changcheng, a crewmember at The Lord Guardian!” he says and doesn’t quite manage to keep the pride out of his voice. Which is strange, because his last memory of his crewmates is Captain Zhao throwing him into the sea.

When he glances at Hei Pao Shi, he shudders. There is a strange intensity in the man’s gaze, as if the mere name of the ship had some effect on him. Considering the fact that Chu Shuzhi knew the name of their captain, maybe Hei Pao Shi and Captain Zhao are sworn enemies? Oh no, will Changcheng be tortured after all?

5.  It's falsehood's flame, it's a crying shame  (Weilan Derivs, Luolin, Mafia!au)

He gets the name a few weeks later, when Chen Moqun summons him to the office and orders Lin Nansheng to pick up a file from Sullivan’s Apartments in the French Concession.

“If he is not there, just wait for him. Or ask the landlady about Luo Fei. We agreed on the pick up today but he is rather unreliable when it comes to time,” Chen Moqun says and at first, Lin Nansheng does not connect the new name to the figure of the handsome man from the party.

6. The man you seek is long gone (Weilan Derivs, Luolin,  Post-canon fix-it)

Lup Fei remains tense, not looking at Nansheng at all.

“I am not a miracle worker. I solve cases, find lost people. I am not a bodyguard for hire,” he finally replies and turns towards Lin Nansheng. For the first time since he’s met the detective, he sees distrust on his face.

It hurts rather unexpectedly.

7. I Count the Hours Without You (Guardian, Weilan, Post-canon)

“Welcome! What are you looking for?” the man behind the counter asks, and Shen Wei wonders. Though initially he thought he needs nothing from the shop, something made him come inside.  Shen Wei’s subconscious came here looking for something. He just has no idea what. None of the products displayed catch his interest quite like the man in front of him. 

8. The Story's Unwinding , written with @dobranocka (Guardian, Weilan, The Mummy!au)

The notable exception to the ‘keep Shen Wei away from the competition’ rule was Li Qian, but judging how much time she was spending at their camp and how valuable the info she provided on Zhu Jiu’s team was, she could hardly be counted as the member of Zhu Jiu’s team anymore. From what Shen Wei had told him, she used to be his undergrad, or something, and her opinion of Zhu Jiu was rather low so Zhao Yunlan was ready to adopt her, if that was Shen Wei’s wish.

Zhao Yunlan was ready to do many things just for Shen Wei, it seemed.

9. The Thousand Flowers Manor (Weilan Derivs, Pei Wende/Hua wuxie & Qi Heng/Xun Xu, Pride and Prejudice and zombies!au)

“I think Master Xun can make this decision on his own, wouldn’t you agree, Master Pei? If my cousin’s company pleases him…” he trailed off, but right as he said it he realised that this was precisely what the demon-hunter expected to hear.

“I have no doubt that he finds some pleasure in this mansion, I am simply wondering if it’s wise for him to indulge in it for so long.” It was hard not to miss this arrogant man’s meaning and Hua Wuxie could feel his blood boiling at the insinuation.

10. Irremovable Spell (Guardian, Weilan, Howl’s Moving Castle!au)

“What is the purpose of the fungus floating in the cup of tea but the bed, then?” That made Kunlun pause. He was sure Shen Wei couldn’t see his bed that clearly, but at the same time, he couldn’t, with all certainty, claim that there was no cup of tea with a new lifeform cheerfully existing there, because… well, there might be. It’s been known to happen in the past.

”His name is Junjun and he’s an important magical experiment?” Kunlun tried, but the doubtful, full of reproach gaze Shen Wei sent his way, convinced him that the battle was lost.

This was hard to pick, but i enjoyed walking through these fics, writing them was a good experience ❤ especially the ones written with Ascel (there are two more, not here) - writing in a team is so much fun!

Tagging: @dobranocka, @sasamelons, @miss-ingno, @verochkasnightmarecorner, @mjsakurea, @justacoyote, @dual-domination, @stupid-lemon-eater

[peachykoii]

Before I forget!!

Here are the WIPs for the paint studies that I’ll be working on here and there! 💤🎨✨

I went overboard and added a teensy bit more characters though, lol 💀💀

(I also forgot Ren Shi’s and Feng Xun’s clothes, lol)

[mimimar]

beefleaf as kuromi & my melody for this month’s patreon request~♡

[lieu-rey]

i really dont have a caption for this sklvmkf

[shisei11]

I’ve spent a week binge-watching the magnus archives and now i can finally look into the fandom without the fear of spoilers

[wangxianist-archive]

so apparently the nielan tag is kinda dry so here’s a flower / tattoo shop au for my fellow nielan-ers (warning, it’s long af):

nmj runs a flower shop with his brother nhs and lxc moves into the abandoned shop next to theirs and turns it into a tattoo shop (jc works alongside him with wn as their apprentice)

when the shop opens, nhs gives the trio a pie to share and to return the favor, lxc bakes cupcakes. he takes them over to the flower shop looking for nhs but instead meets nmj instead

lxc stares like a complete fool cuz nmj is like hot as fuck. also the store is hot since the ac broke so he’s (nmj) sweaty and his clothes stick to him

nmj totally thinks it’s cute that he stares and lets him for a few seconds before saying anything and tries not to laugh when lxc jumps in surprise

after lxc gives him the cupcakes, he hightails back to his shop and tells jc and wn what happens and they’re like “did you get his number?” but ofc lxc didn’t get his number cuz he’s a bit of an idiot

despite that, nhs likes lxc and to keep the friendship going, they exchange food and recipes

wn and jc ask lxc if he’s ever going to go back to the flower shop and befriend the other nie brother and lxc makes so many excuses on why he shouldn’t go, however, fates a bitch and nmj strolls in and looks him dead in the eyes and straight up tells him that he doesn’t like being avoided

lxc feels horrible abt it and asks how to make it up to him and nmj invites him to dinner, giving him a slip of paper with his number and address. jc and wn help him pick out an outfit

dinner goes extremely well. seeing the brothers bicker and bitch at each other while they cook makes lxc miss for his brother a lot (they don’t live in the same place anymore)

though business starts to boom for lxc’s tattoo shop, they still keep in touch whenever they can. whether they’re texting or one visits the other’s shop. face to face meetings end up with a lot of hardcore flirting and it annoys the hell out of wn, jc, and nhs cuz the two dance around each other and won’t admit that they like each other

finally the trio forces them on a date despite their protests and the two end up having a good time. after that they go on a handful of dates though both of them still dance around each other much to their friends / brother’s dismay

they finally (finally) have their first kiss when it hits new years, in the midst of celebrating people and the fireworks display

the couple is disgustingly sappy around each other, to the point where the others would fake gag or tell them to get a room

nmj’s nickname for lxc is dumpling cuz whenever they’ll eat out, lxc would often stuff too much food in his mouth and his cheeks would puff out. lxc’s nickname for nmj is sugar bear cuz he’s one, huge and two, has a major sweet tooth

their first year anniversary, they both get matching initial tattoos on their wrists