#im not really like mad about this its just something that's crossed my mind

[hampterguts]

kinda funny seeing that last queued tf post with me gushing in the tags abt the comic bc i havent felt joy or even an emotional connection reading mtmte for a while

[axcel-lucci]

Since this month is Halloween and Law's birthday, how about Wereleopard Law x Human Female Reader. Its like a werewolf, except Law transforms into a snow wereleopard on a full moon or during their heat. Nobody but his close friends know about this, not even the reader. Law has been cursed since he's 10. How would female reader reacts to this? Also, Law's in his heat during the transformation, and doesn't want to hurt reader. You can make it spicy and love making. 😋😊

Full moon

Wereleopard!Trafalgar Law x human!reader

A/n: I FORGOT TO POST THIS IM SO SORRY

Next part ==>

My masterlist

"Aiyahhh... another full moon next week." (Y/n) sighed in a pleasing manner.

She always loved the full moon, it looks very pretty in the night sky, doesn't it?

Though she doesn't like it when she has to sleep in the spare bedroom while it does.

"Full... moon..." Law, her husband for at least a year and a half, grumbled. Thinking deeply to himself

"What's wrong... law? And also, you never told me why you make me sleep in the spare bedroom. Hmph" she huffed and crossed her arms.

"It's just..." he groaned, "it's nothing... I'm tired, let's go to sleep." He said as he stood up on the couch and went upstairs

She sighed to herself. Law was a man of secrets, that's for sure, but she doesn't mind that. People have secrets they would rather keep.

But when she asked his friends about it, his really close friends since childhood, Shachi, penguin, and Bepo just tells her it's something he needs to do. For some reason, THEY know.

"This is honestly upsetting" she frowned as she got up to their shared bedroom to change and go to sleep in her side of the bed.

In the middle of the night, she always feels him reach into her just to hug her close and bury his face in her hair, no matter what happens, he always does. Almost caging her body with his so tightly it feels so hot with his body temperature. It would've been lovely if it was a chilly night, but the middle of summer for fucks sake.

In the end though, temperature didn't matter, he just felt at home with her. She didn't mind because it has become a ritual everyday. Even if he comes home at early morning or really late at night. It always ends up with him cuddling her like his personal, human-sized, teddy bear.

But this particular night though, he felt more... warmer than he usually would, like he's taking care of a fever he refuses to let go. At the same time though, he seems fine. Just the temperature.

She just sighed and made a mental note to check him in the morning for any flu or fever.

The next morning, she found him still cuddling her tightly, but now nibbling on her neck in his sleep while groaning a bit.

It wasn't a light nibble, no. It literally left multiple marks. She wondered how she wasn't able to wake up with deep blemishing marks on her exposed neck and shoulder.

"Law..." she yawned and faced him only for him to nibble on the other side of her neck as well. "Law." She called more firmly as he slowly woke up

"Huh..? Hm- what?" He muttered, mind still unorganized by the cradled sleepiness in his brain

"You look so cute today" she giggled and kissed him as he hummed

"Aren't I always...?" He grumbled in his deep morning voice and a mischievous grin

She laughed at that, "of course you are."

Timeskip...

It's now 6 pm, and the moon has settled into its full moon state and it's just so beautiful. Like a sun in the night.

(Y/n) heard Law arrive back home when she heard his car pull up the driveway and his usual groan as he gets out and comes into the house with a "I'm home" in a low manner

"How was work, sweetie?" She asked but he didn't answer.

His cheeks seemed to burn as he rushed up the stairs to their bedroom

He's always like this almost every time it's the full moon. It makes her mad. And she's going to find out why tonight, no matter what.

She locked the door and rushed up after him.

He unfortunately forgot to lock the door as he entered.

He could've feel himself lose control and his mind swirling to never ending chaos, his eyes shifting from every possible surface until he blacks out entirely.

Before (y/n) could enter their room, she heard a loud crash from the inside making her rush in with panic.

She panicked even more when she saw him laying on the floor, clutching his head.

It's dark, sure, but the moon illuminated the room through the curtains.

(Y/n) could see a faint outline of... fur? No, an animal... if it must.

But she could still hear and feel Law's presence within this creature so she rushed to him and wake him up.

"Law...!" She yelled as she tried to touch him only to gasp when he looked at her with gold glowing eyes and a cat like pupil that seemed to narrow before being tackled to the ground

"What...?!" She gasped when the creature licked her cheek

"(Y/n)..." Law muttered as he lowered himself to rest against her body and his head against her chest, looking up at her with an apologetic look, "I didn't mean to scare you... I'm... sorry"

"Law? Is that..." she muttered as she reached a hand for the nearby desk lamp and opened the light slightly.

There she saw him, in his wereleopard form. White with black patches of dots on his fur. His eyes still gold from his human form but has a cat like pupil that seemed to narrow.

"You..."

"I know... I know... I should've told you, I'm sorry. It's just... I don't want you to leave me. More importantly, I don't want to hurt you." He explained before turning to a smaller form like a size of an adult jaguar and curling up with his head buried in her thigh so that he doesn't have to look at her.

"Is this why you wanted me to sleep at the spare bedroom every full moon...?" She asked, he nodded silently.

She sighed deeply before brushing his surprisingly soft fur.

"This is... cute. Honestly" she smiled as Law looked at her and transformed to his original form before pining her against the cold floor

"You're not... scared?" He asks

"Why? I know you would never harm me... and I know you've tried your best not to." She smiled before placing her hands on his cheeks and rubbed them like you would to a cat.

Hearing and feeling him vibrate purrs weren't on her bucket list but it definitely is now.

"Oh you're so cute." She smiled as he laid his heavy body against her

"I'm glad" he smiled and hugged her tightly.

Him being heavy was an understatement, before she could even say anything about it, he bit her shoulder out of nowhere.

Oddly enough, it sent spikes of pleasure down her spine and into her now wet entrance.

"L-law...!" She gasped with a moan once he started to lick the mark he made.

"I'm sorry, (y/n). I couldn't control myself... you see, um... this is embarrassing... but every full moon... I transform... it also lines up with my uhm... heat." He muttered and hid his face from embarrassment against her neck.

"Your... heat? I guess animals and humans aren't so different you've definitely switched me on" she moaned slightly in his ear as it twitched

"Oh yeah?" He smirked before turning to his semi-human form.

It was just Law with his fluffy ears and tail, and kept his wereleopard's size.

"I wonder..." he hummed before suddenly plunging his hand under the waistband of her shorts and panties under her clothes.

"Law...!" She gasped again as he pushed in two fingers and started to thrust them in and out of her, making muffled wet sounds as she gasped and moaned.

"Oh my, so wet..." she smiled before basically ripped her clothes off with his summoned claws.

'really like a cat' the last thing she thought before her brain was turned to mush by Law eating her out aggressively.

Him being in heat was so much more aggressive than he usually is as she yelled when he threw her on the bed.

"Tell me if I hurt you, alright? I'll stop if it hurts you" he says as she nodded.

His tail basically wrapped on her legs tightly by itself to pull her legs apart.

"Law..." she looked at him as he took off all his clothing and crawled over her.

Shadow casted all over him, leaving only his gold eyes to shine and stare through her soul.

It would've scared her in a different context but right now, it made her even more wet.

And he could smell it.

"Right now, you're my mate." He smirked deviously before pulling her other leg unto his shoulder and kissed the inside of her thighs, "and all you have to do is moan and whine for me. Now be a good girl, alright?"

She nods before moaning when he rubbed his thumb against her aroused bud, "what was that, mate? I didn't hear you"

"Y-yes...! Please..."

He couldn't control himself at that moment, foreplay would do next time he's in full control but right now, his mind was set on fucking her so hard she wouldn't be able to think of anything.

With one hand, he rubbed the tip of his shaft against her wet entrance, a small thing made her moan. But she screamed in pleasure once he pushed inside her in one thrust.

He was a bit bigger than his human form is. Though "a bit" is an understatement.

A Bulge formed against her abdomen once he was settled inside her.

The walls inside her clenched and sucked him inside, it was warm and he likes it.

He softly pushed the bulge against her making her moan ecstatically and throw her head back.

That's when all remaining self control snapped like twigs in the wind.

He couldn't remember how fast he went or how many times he made her cum or even how many times he himself came deeply inside her.

All he knew that it was a lot as it started to leak around him while he was still inside.

He wasn't aware of how long it had been but it must've been hours. Judging by the sun peaking through the window, it must've been the whole night.

She was tired and spent by the end of it all.

He slowly pulled out causing her to shiver and moan before calming down and breathing heavily.

"So pretty..." he muttered

But he knew this wouldn't be the last of his heat. He knew it would last days of fucking to get rid of it entirely.

And he knows (y/n) would be able to handle it.

While she rested, he laid beside her while looking at her. Observing every single bit of her beautiful complexity.

He could see his seed still leaking out of her, it made him proud to have fucked his babies inside of her.

Whether it'll get her pregnant will be future him's problem.

[darkcrowprincess]

Mike has a breakdown/ Mike goes off:

The last time Mike had a breakdown. He was 12, and the world was ending. The second time was no different. But everytime it happens, Mike is still surprised when the anger/sadness/powerlessness explodes out of him. It all comes spilling out in the worse way, like a shaken can of coke a cola exploding when you flip open the top. Lets set the scene. A empty office in the radio tower station, as Lucas and Mike wait for Will and Dustin. Mike and Lucas being the only two in the room. Mike has been on edge all day. Lucas is getting a little tired of it honestly. He knows you shouldn't go poking the angry bear known as Mike. But well, they have been avioding the obvious long enough.

"Its almost like you're afraid or something," Lucas says nonchalantly. Mostly to himself. But really to get a reaction out of the skinny, tall, brooding idiot he calls a best friend.

"What?" Mike asks confused. He turns to Lucas. Done with his staring match with the wall. Brings the seat he was leaning on it's back legs fully onto all fours again.

"You heard me, your scared of being with Will. Your terrified to love him. Or terrified to at least tell him." Lucas states matter of fact. No bullshit in his face or in his tone.

Seeing that he's serious, Micheal Wheeler's face goes through so many emotions in the span of seconds. Confused, realization, fear, acceptance, and then finally anger. Actually no anger isn't the right word.

Mike was in two words; pissed off.

"Fuck you. You know what Lucas fuck you.

Lucas doesn't get mad, "Well are you?"

"Im not talking about this!" Mike angrily whispers. Its the whispering that gets you. You can tell thats Mike's pissed because he hadn't started yelling yet. He's trying to hold it in.

"But are you? Are you scared? It will make you feel better if you talk about it Mike," Lucas declares with and honest, yet haunted look in his face. Unspoken between is whats obviously haunting Lucas.

Mike wants to cross that line and bring Max up to piss Lucas off. Get him to hate him and back off with this line of questioning.

But Mike thinks, he doesn't want to. Partly because he's just so sick of hurting his friends. But mostly because Mike is just tired. Tired of keeping it all in. So he pops open the soda.

Mike's pale face becomes red quickly in anger, "Of course I'm fucking scared! Im scared of losing him again!!

Mike yells this out into the room. Its loud and people could probably hear him.

Lucas though, oddly is in favor of the anger. For Mike to be honest, even if he is angry. Lucas feels like his best friend needs it. Seemingly wiser than his age suggests, "Mike your not going to lose him. You haven't lost Will. Will is still here."

"Yeah but for how long Lucas! How long huh? I couldn't handle losing him for a week when I was 12! 12 Lucas! He got lost from my house that day! My house! He was suppose to be safe! And he wasn't! I couldn't do anything! I was helpless! Then the next year with losing El, he was being possessed and hurt by that thing! He was hurt and everyone around us was dying! The best thing I could come up with was to burn up a hole in the ground! That was the best I could come up with to help him! I'm always useless! Every year its some new fucking disaster nightmare that could kill us all, but losing him in this mess is what terrifies me most. And your asking me to listen to my heart and get into a relationship with him. Tell him I love him and act like everything will turn out hunky dory, we'll be skipping off into the sunset, Will and I?! Are you out of your fucking mind Lucas!"

Mike is full on yelling now, and he seems to just be getting started.

Mike throws his hands in the air and starts pacing. Back in fourth like he needs to move.

"The whole town is this close to going crazy psycho mob on us, the upside down is leaking into our world. Plus you know homophobia is still a fucking thing in the 80s. And the cherry on top of all the piles of shit we are dealing with, Vecna wants Will.

Mike starts laughing in a cruel hysterical vocie, pulling his hair tight in his fists, still pacing. "Which is just another can of worms. That creep does not only want to kill my family personally, but he's making the moves on Will. Like no the universe can not let William Byers have a fucking break in this life! Lets add a homicidal pervert to the equation!"

"Mike calm done it will be ok." Lucas says, getting up and going to Mike.

That is the wrong thing to say.

"DONT TELL ME TO CALM DOWN LUCAS SINCLAIR! NONE OF THIS WILL BE FUCKING OK!!" Mike grabs something on the desk in anger. A paperweight. Turning to the window(behind him, no where near Lucas' vicinity) Mike throws the paperweight with all his strength towards the office window and breaks the glass. It makes hauntingly loud shattering noise. It echos loud in the room, and the glass from the impact falls out from the hole made with the round paper weight. Then the room is filled with silence and Mikes harsh breathing. His shoulder moves with his angry breathing, but doesn't turn around.

"Whats going on?" Says a soft familiar voice.

Both boys turn around, there standing in the open doorway is Will.

Mike turns back around, not wanting to make eye contact with Will. Not wanting anyone (especially Will) to see him like this. Mike just keeps staring out the broken window. In the reflection of the broken glass, if you look, you can see Mike Wheeler start to cry. Silent tears appear in his eyes.

Lucas tries to cover for him, " Nothing everything is-."

"Please don't say everything is fine Lucas. Mike shouldn't be yelling at you like that. Especially with everything going on." Says Will. But he isn't yelling. He says this with a tired but gentle look on his face. A look that he's only sending Mike's way.

Lucas is tired too. "I'm going to give you guys some space to talk."

Will nods as he fully walks into the room, heading towards Mike. Mike still hasn't turned around.

"Thanks Lucas, please shut the door too."

Lucas doesn't say anything. No point really, Mike and Will are in their own world. But he does as Will asked.

As he closes the door, he catches Will hugging Mike from behind. Mike leans into the touch as much as he can. Turns around (tears staining his face) and hugs Will fully.

*******

(God this took forever to write!!! But I'm so glad I finished. Would love to hera your opinions Byler shippers!)

[delulujuls]

before we start

hi, im very glad that you ended up here and i hope you will have fun while staying. but before you will fasten your seatbelt or jump in the dragon saddle, here comes few important things,

firstly, the masterlist:

lando norris & oscar piastri

a rookie? more like a cookie | op81, ln4 crumbs | op81, ln4 silent carnival | ln4, op81 thick thighs save lives (but ruin racing suits) | ln4, op81 testcam.mp4 | ln4, op81

lando norris

tinder buddies | ln4 loverboy | ln4 (pt2 of tinder buddies) young, dumb & bwoke | ln4

oscar piastri

the prettiest boy in the paddock | op81 papaya nails and everything nice | op81

max verstappen

navy fury | mv33 the mad dutchman and the fearless dutchess | mv33 his eyes | mv33 (pt2 of the mad dutchman and fearless ducthess) it's just us | mv33 (pt3 of the mad dutchman and the fearless dutchess)

lewis hamilton & george russell

fuck, marry, kill | lh44, gr63 snackin' | gr63, lh44

lance stroll & sergio perez

emotional support rivals | ls18, sp11

lance stroll

i'd give you the whole world if i only knew its price | ls18

mick schumacher

friends don't know how you taste | ms47

daniel ricciardo

did i even ever crossed your mind? | dr3

daniel ricciardo & oscar piastri

aussies do it better | op81, dr3

ayrton senna

brazilian air | as12 saudade | as12

charles leclerc

gifted | cl16

so cold | house of the dragon

build bridges, not walls | house of the dragon (pt2 of so cold)

the other one | jacaerys velaryon

the right one | jacaerys velaryon (pt2 of the other one)

the true one | jacaerys velaryon (pt3 of the other one)

healing sessions | aegon II targaryen

go ahead and cry little boy | aegon II targaryen

snow scales | cregan stark

also, i just wanna make some things clear here since im not writing only about fictional characters but about actual people. few times watching tiktok f1 edits i found comments about sexualizing drivers etc and i started spiralling myself and thinking about this case so i decided that i wanna say some things, as an author myself:

things i wrote and the things that i will write in the future, no matter if with +18 content or regular stuff, are complete fiction

the fiction is everything - starting from statements and dialogues, events to even points of view. everything.

i try to perceive the people i write about as fictional (yes, even the real drivers). which is partly true, because I know them only from their versions created by the media - so in reality these people may not exist at all. the only authentic things are names, surnames and professions, which in this case is being drivers

i respect every driver without exception and i hope that what i write is in no way perceived as a lack of respect

i admire them for what they do, how much work they put into achieving success, and i appreciate them greatly for it

and i wanna add that I do not claim rights to any photos, videos or gifs published on this blog. fictional characters were created by the authors of books, films and series and I do not claim any rights to them, unless I indicate that any of the characters is my own. many situations are based on events already described in books, films or TV series and I am not their creator.

speaking of requests, of course you can send them if you have any, but im a picky little bitch and yup, i will read every message but i need to really feel something to write about it. i hope that is okay and you understand that.

anyway, thanks for ur attention and watch out for another shot!

im glad you're here. kiss on the forehead, julie

[kaeyas-beloved]

Saw the post w/ the prompt list and you said is open

If you don't mind, can you do 🥘 w/ Dazai from BSD?

(hope I did this right)

I don't mind at all Anon! (and no worries, you did it right <3)

CWs: gn!reader, petnames (dear), maybe a little ooc Dazai

Acts of service prompts: open!

[ 🥘 ] - having dinner ready for them when they arrive home

It wasn't rare for your boyfriend to greet you at the door the moment you get home, leaning in to place a kiss on your cheek. It was rare, however, for the man to greet you in the form of standing in front of you, hands folded behind his back. You stop midway on taking your shoes off, making sure to give him a glare that conveys your suspicion. "What did you do Osamu?"

"Im just greeting you, as always," comes his 'innocent' reply. His little smile that was meant to sell the idea that nothing out of the ordinary was going on did, in fact, not help his case at all. If anything, it just dug him further into whatever hole he's got himself into. You just hope there’s no actual holes involved.

For the next handful of seconds that passed you kept your gaze trained on him, analyzing all you could. There were no new injuries on his person (thank god), he didn't smell of river water or trash (thank god again) and, while he was smiling, it wasn't one that had sinister undertones. What the hell could it be then? "Don't lie to my face, what did you do?"

"I'm wounded dear. Do you really not trust me?"

"No." Yes, you actually think, but it's okay to tease him every now and then. Besides, you know that he knows you trust him with all that you are. "Either admit to your crimes dear or I'm walking out this door and having dinner with Yosano instead."

And he laughs - head thrown back and shoulders shaking as if you’ve said the funniest thing in the world. You didn't know what to expect from your empty threat, but it certainly wasn't to be blessed by the sounds of his merriment, "I was right, you are cute when you're mad." You’re truly dumbfounded but its admittedly difficult to suppress a smile of your own.

You goof, "is that what this is about? You wanted to see me mad?" you ask, resuming taking off your shoes and coat.

"No," he says, grabbing your hand the moment it’s unoccupied and encasing it in his, "I actually wanted to show you something." Oh god… spoke too soon.

Sighing, you nod in the direction of further into the house, letting him drag you to wherever it is this surprise is waiting. And a surprise it sure is.

How'd he know? When the hell did you ever say that this was your favourite? "I asked our friends if you're wondering." He really must’ve if he was able to lay out a dinner that’s exactly to your tastes. It appears freshly put out too, like he just finished pouring the last glass before you walked through the door.

You’re about to melt into a puddle of goo, embrace him and place kiss after kiss on his face when a devious idea entered your thoughts. Crossing your arms, you smirk and close your eyes, aiming for an expression between smug and smartass, “and you didn’t burn down the place? I’m shocked Osamu.”

Immediately a newfound weight bogs down your shoulder, your lover leaning himself on you, “I’m hurt! What makes you think I didn’t know how to do such a simple task like cook?” You don’t see it - you’re too busy trying to keep yourself from falling over - but he has the back of his hand pressed against his forehead, one eye closed and the other peeking towards you to catch your expression.

“Oh, I don’t know Osamu, maybe because when I first met you you smelled like a rotting corpse and when I first went to your house your dishes were staked in the sink.”

“I was going to do them later that day!” Having enough of being made fun of, Dazai reaches towards your unprotected sides, you unaware of the onslaught of torture you’re about to receive. “Besides, that didn’t stop you from loving me did it?”

“No, I suppose nOAAHHT!?” Twisting in his hold, you begin your perilous fight for air, but your lover is ruthless, not letting you go for a second. You end up bumping into the table and the chairs a few times, rattling the dishes on top. Ordinarily you’d be worried about them falling and breaking but right now you’re having too much fun with the silly man you fell in love with.

Then it happened. Looking down you find that your hand has landed right in the middle of one of the dishes. All playfulness stopped for a breath, both of you frozen as you just stood and stared… before bursting into fits of giggles, straightening up from the hunched over position you found yourselves in.

“How does this sound,” you pat at his arm, them still encircling your form, “you let me wash up and we can eat the no doubt yummy food you’ve made.”

“Fine by me,” he lets you step out of his hold, watching as you turn to leave only to stop a second after.

“Oh, and Osamu?” The man hums then makes a noise of surprise when you pull him closer, placing a kiss on his lips. Easily he kisses back, and as you pull away you drop your voice to a whisper, “thank you for making dinner, I had a rough day today, so this was really nice to come home to.”

Kissing him one last time you back up and turn to walk towards the bathroom again, leaving a smiling Osamu Dazai in the middle of the kitchen.

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[jesterwriting]

JESTER MY DEAREST !!! I am SO excited for you that you've hit 200 followers, you absolutely deserve them AND MORE !!

If I may please request for your milestone event, Law with G/N or AFAB Reader with Dangerous Thing 😭😭😭💖💖💖 IF POSSIBLE, thank you sm for everything you do, you are integral to this fandom 💖💖💖💖💖

Congrats again you wicked awesome mofo 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

pairings: mad scientist!law x assistant!reader

word count: 2.2k words

contents: DARK CONTENT AHOY!! reanimator au, modern au, dead bodies, desecrating graves, manslaughter, codependency, unhinged!law, gore, horror elements, toxic relationships, quick mention of experimentation on animals

note: HAIII MANDIE <33 TYSM IM SO EXCITED :33 okay so. i had reanimator on the brain when i listened to a dangerous thing to start planning this request and got absolutely POSSESSED. this is definitely very spooky, even though halloween is over. i hope you enjoy <33

playlist: a dangerous thing - aurora

“Something about you is soft like an angel, and something inside you is violence and danger. I knew from the moment we met, you are a dangerous thing.”

written for 200 followers event!!

How did it come to this?

Dirt was everywhere; in your shoes, between your fingernails, in your hair. You sighed and shook your head, watching a few chunks crumble to the ground. Setting your shovel to the side, you hefted your wheelbarrow up, and wheeled it inside. It was heavy thanks to the corpse that weighed it down. Dead weight was easier to manage in your head, especially when it was already stiff with rigor mortis.

Even underneath the tarp, you could almost see its glassy eyes staring up at you. Law would tell you that you were being illogical. It wasn’t even alive, how could it bother you? What you should really be afraid of was the inevitable rampage it’d go on if he didn’t strap it down before administering his reagent. Something about being dead really made one grumpy when they woke back up again. Maybe there was an afterlife, and it was just that good that people were furious when they woke up, half rotted, in a random man’s basement.

To be entirely honest, you couldn’t blame them for being pissed off when in Law’s presence. He seemed to have a knack for that.

A bit of anxiety wormed its way into your gut, squirming uncomfortably. Desecrating graves was not your favorite way to spend your Saturday, but when Law caught wind of an untimely death on the news, his mind was working a mile a minute. It was suffocation, no damage to the body, only a lack of oxygen to the brain. In his words, it was the perfect corpse for reanimation. It was a shame he had to wait for the body to be buried before he could get his hands on it, Law would have preferred it to be fresh.

“I’m home,” You called once you crossed the threshold, unsurprised when you got no response. You had been living with Law for six months now. Moving in had been his idea. If you were going to be his assistant, it was better to have you close, and you, so blinded by your infatuation for him, agreed readily.

The wheelbarrow squeaked as you pushed it further into the living room, down the hall, and then down the basement stairs where Law waited. His laboratory was brighter than necessary. He installed fluorescent bulbs into the light fixtures to mimic a hospital setting. You didn’t know why he felt this was so important, if you had to guess, maybe it made him feel more professional while he carved into the corpses you brought home. They were mostly animals, though on the occasion, like now, the two of you got lucky enough to host human subjects.

The room stank of blood, rot, and chemicals. You wrinkled your nose, carefully maneuvering your charge down the concrete steps. Law barely spared you a glance, looking up from his microscope before he slipped on his lab coat and covered his tattooed hands with rubber gloves. You quickly followed suit. He could be impatient at times, especially when he was excited to get started, and you would rather not get snapped at so late at night.

“This is the right one?” Law pulled back the tarp to get a good look at the body. It was dressed in a suit, arms crossed over its chest. He gave it a once over, searching for any signs of damage from the trek over, thankfully finding none. “You did well, thank you.”

Your heart swelled under the rare praise, a warm blush heating your cheeks. “I sure hope it's the right one because I’m not digging up another grave tonight.”

“You will if I ask you too,” Law said, and you didn’t bother to argue because you knew he was right. You were weak when it came to him.

No words were spoken as you worked in tandem with each other. Law linked his arms under the body’s armpits and you grabbed it by the ankles, heaving it onto the metal table. Its limbs were stiff, locked in one position. When it was reanimated, there was a significant chance it wouldn’t be able to move. Neither of you wanted to take that chance, though. Not again, at least. A black eye and a concussion were enough to keep the two of you sticking to protocol from then on.

Law left you to strap it down to dig through the refrigerator for his reagent, a green fluid glowing under the fluorescent lights. You couldn’t get its arms uncrossed, so you focused on buckling the leather straps across its waist, legs, and forehead. The dead were strong, abnormally so. If you weren’t careful, the corpse would break free and end up destroying the lab. Then, you’d be stuck living with a pissed off Law for the next month. Which you would rather not deal with. He was already cold, but whatever slivers of softness that shone through would dissipate completely.

Once you were done, Law filled the syringe with his reagent, flicking it a few times to rid it of air. He tilted the corpse’s head to the side to get access to the brainstem, then shoved the needle into the base of its skull. You watched the reagent leaked into its brain, and waited for the inevitable. No matter how many times you watched reanimation happen, you could never rid yourself of the sick feeling in your gut.

First, its fingers twitched. It was a barely noticeable movement, fingertips barely lifting off the table. Then, its eyes shot open, bloodshot and angry. Its back arched off the table as it fought against the restraints, mouth open in a soundless scream. You heard a pop, and watched its jaw unhinged, a horrible wail finally echoing through the enclosed space. Blood poured from the corners of its mouth onto the floor.

Bile rose in your throat, threatening to spew across Law’s pristine laboratory. It wouldn’t be the first time it happened. You had hosed the remnants of your dinner into the drain in the middle of the floor along with bits of viscera on previous nights.

Law sighed and crossed his arms. “I knew this one wouldn’t be fresh enough for any new data.”

Still, he performed his usual duties, checking for pupil dilation, recognition of its name, and other signs of life before he flopped into his chair and scribbled furiously into his notebook. All the while, the corpse screamed. If this kept up, your neighbors would complain again and you would have to deal with placating Law’s landlord again.

As his assistant, you took care of most day to day duties. When it came to the dead, Law was in his element. With the living, however, he was lost. That was where you came in. You knew he needed you, almost as bad as you needed him. Without you, he would have been arrested months ago, though he only showed his pleasure through pats on the head or the occasional softening of his eyes. It was better than anyone else ever got from him.

It made you feel special.

“You’re still here?” Law looked up from his notebook, golden eyes focused on you. He stood and ruffled your hair, a hint of fondness in his gaze. “Go get some rest, I’ll clean up once I finish with my notes.”

“Shouldn’t you… you know?” You gestured to the corpse convulsing on the table. “It’s making a lot of noise, and I really don’t want to deal with the landlord tonight.”

Almost on cue, the front door slammed open. Your landlord had a key to the house, one he threatened to use on more than one occasion if he got any more noise complaints. You guessed this was the final straw.

It wasn’t until the stomping footsteps got closer to the basement did the reality of your situation hit. There was a man in your house who was going to discover you and the man you loved standing next to a reanimated corpse that would not stop fucking screaming. You would never see Law again. At least, not with you both in prison. You kicked the metal table in frustration, hoping the gesture would shut the corpse up. It did nothing but cause a loud bang and draw your landlord closer.

“Feel better, Y/N-ya?” Even though his tone was condescending, there was a glimmer of panic in Law’s expression.

If he put the corpse down now, your landlord would still find you with a dead body strapped to a medical table. There was no way to win in this situation. Unable to think straight through the haze of adrenaline, you decided it would be best to drive a scalpel into the back of its head, silencing it permanently yet again.

You hoped it would be able to find peace.

“Shut up, Law.” You rushed past him, hoping to beat your landlord to the stairs, only to see him standing in the doorway.

He marched down to meet you, his face twisted in rage. “You're lucky I don’t call the damn cops. How many times have I warned you to keep your sick sexual activities to yourself?”

Your landlord made it about halfway into the basement before he froze, eyes trained on the now quiet corpse. His mouth flopped open. Law was shaking, genuine fear apparent on his face. You had never seen him afraid, and it made you hate your landlord for ruining everything. There wasn’t much you had in life except for Law. You didn’t know what you would do if you lost him.

Time seemed to slow down. You watched your landlord turn on his heel, prepared to run back upstairs. On all fours, you lunged forward and wrapped your fingers around his ankle, yanking him down the steps. He collapsed inward, his forehead bouncing off the concrete with a loud ‘crack!’ You could smell the blood before you saw it, the man’s body crashing down towards you. Flattening yourself to the floor, your landlord’s weight crushed you before he reached the bottom. This time the back of his head slammed against the far wall, leaving behind a bloody stain. If you looked closely, you could see chunks of skin, hair, and brain matter in it.

“Is he dead?” It didn’t sound like it was your voice talking.

Law’s terror was replaced with barely contained excitement as he examined your landlord. First, he checked his radial artery, then his carotid. When he turned to you, a smirk firmly in place, your blood ran cold.

“He’s dead,” Law confirmed.

You couldn’t stop shaking. “I-I didn’t mean to.”

Placing his palms against your face, Law’s eyes were unwavering. His thumbs rubbed soothing circles into your cheekbones. “You did good. This is the freshest body I could have hoped for, aside from killing one myself. Now, I can get the results I need.”

So cold. You were so cold. Unable to keep from shivering, you curled your knees up to your chest. Law pressed a recorder into your hands and gave you a smile that would have been reassuring if it wasn’t for the grim mania settled in it.

“I need you to record.” Your fingers pressed the button of their own accord and Law patted your head as praise.

“Administering my reagent now,” He said. Just as before, Law tilted your landlord’s head so he had access to the brainstem before injecting him with the green fluid.

“Five seconds, no response.”

It was so quiet, you could hear your own heart pounding.

“Ten seconds, no response.”

You saw a fingertip twitch upward. Law must have seen it too because his grin was a gash across his normally stoic features.

“Fifteen seconds, reanimation begins.”

Your landlord howled, body convulsing and twisting. Before you could blink, he punched Law in the mouth, sending him reeling. Blood trickled from his split lip as he scurried away. When he saw you, still hyperventilating on the steps, he tossed his lab coat over your landlord’s head and crawled in between you and the rampaging corpse.

Your landlord roared, halfway between a scream and a sob. You were scared he would continue his rampage like other subjects. To your surprise, he curled himself into the corner, rocking back forth as he cried. Distantly, you decided he had the right idea. All you wanted to do right now was cry.

Law made his his up the stairs to you and wrapped his arms around your shoulders. He was chuckling while he cradled you against him with bloodied hands. His fingers left deep red smears across your face as he wiped away your tears.

“You’re in shock, but I need you to do one more thing and then I’ll take care of you, I promise.” He gently took the recorder from your hands and replaced it with his cellphone. “Call the authorities and tell them we were attacked in our home. The basement was off limits and we found this. Tell them that our landlord went crazy and attacked us.” When you gave him a shaky nod, he pressed his forehead against yours. Repeat it back for me.”

“Found something weird in our basement. Wh-When we asked, our landlord snapped and attacked us.”

Law’s eyes softened. “Good enough.”

It was a lucky thing for Trafalgar Law that you always did as you were told.

[prettypinktulips]

I’m so gay for medic pls 🙏🏻 Medic with a trans guy reader headcanons pls,, how would he help him with his dysphoria?

OK HELLO IM BACK SORRY!!! yes medic is so nghhhh #notgay

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Pair; Medic Tf2 x Trans!Male reader (I am a trans man so yes I do know somewhat about dysphoria)

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You sighed running your fingers through your (h/c) hair as you looked into the mirror, dull lights flicking in the back and nothing but silence filling your ears. "I don't know why it's so difficult for everyone else to understand how I feel." Teary eyes showing in the mirror, You stared even harder at your reflection as you started to lift your shirt up and took a look at your body. "I just wish.. sometimes, that I was a real man." You traced your fingers along the bandages that were binding your chest down and sighed.

"Y/N?" You heard that stupid German accent and immediately knew who it was, you hurried to pull down your shirt as you felt your heart race a bit. How long has he been in the room? You thought and looked over at the thankfully, closed bathroom door.

"Yes?"

"Could ya come out here for a second, ja?"

You rolled your eyes and unlocked the door, you looked over at the noirette and crossed your arms. "Can I help you, Ludwig?" He looked at your eyes and immediately knew something was wrong.

"What's with the tears, liebling?" Medic looked a little worried and walked up to your frame, his large hands intertwining yours as he looked up/down at you. Whatever he was going to talk to you about was completely down the drain, he was now focused on whatever was eating at you.

"Nothing, It's humiliating." You furrowed your brows and looked down at your intertwined hands, his hand was squeezing yours, not too tight to hurt you but tight enough that you could tell he was anxious.

"Please, let me know what's on your mind." The accent lingering around in your ears made it almost impossible for you to decline him a second time, you gave him a slight nod and huffed.

"Fine." You took in your surroundings to make sure the rest of the guys weren't around. You took in a deep breath, trying to hold back any tears that were threatening to fall down. Ludwig gave you a frown and laid his other hand on your cheek, wiping away any tears that snuck past your waterline. "I don't know, It's hard to explain. Sometimes I just wish I was a real guy. Not some wannabe man."

Medic's eyes widen at your harsh words and held your hand close to him, he made a somewhat pout look. Which is abnormal for him to do. "Why are you so mean to yourself, Meine Liebe?" He closed the space between you two and gave you a soft peck on the lips. "To me you are a real man, and always will be."

There you were choking back sobs again, how embarrassing. "I just want to look like how the other guys look! With their muscular bodies and stuff, it's just not fair!" Your voice cracked a bit at the end and Medic was listening to every bit of your ranting.

"Don't worry about how the other guys look, even if you were a cis male, they've been training for years." Medic looked to the side, letting go of your hand. "I'll tell you what, I'm sure I can figure out some 'crazy' metaphysical experiments for you." Your face lit up and looked into his eyes. How could you forget, he's like the mad scientist! If anything he could be the solution to your problem!

"That's sounds wonderful?!" You grinned and hurried to kiss him, his face flushed at the unexpected contact and kissed you back, grabbing both of your hands this time.

"Even if it doesn't work. You will still always be a man, at least to me. I promise." Ludwig caressed your thumb. "And if anything, you're the most handsome man I've seen in my life." Your face in a posthaste, was flushed.

"You really think so?"

"Ja."

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SORRY if its bad im so tired mimis <333

[queatherine]

td spoilers episodes 9-13 (long post; more in depth thoughts towards the end)

ep 9:

the dudes being there for priya awwwww that was so sweet !!

hey julia, is that car cool enough :)

sighhhhh mkulia

julia is that tiktok lumberjack lesbian,, i think shes canadian too

ep 10:

listen, i think we could all agree that the moment damien found that immunity idol way back when sealed his fate that he was NOT going to be a finalist,, so i wasnt surprised, just saddened

julia manipulation truly is everything i love evil women

ep 11:

MACARTHUR??!?!??!??!? truly not the cameo i expected, but i did not mind it!!

can we stop this annoying distrust arc between priya and caleb?

cant believe they killed off raj

so like,, did dinosaurs just never go extinct in the total drama universe??? is this one of the insane lore bits like 9/11 never happening (or happening some time after 2009???) 9/11 was the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs

CANT BELIEVE THEY VOTED OFF RAJ NOOOOOO IM WAYNE FRRR

ep 12:

me 🤝 priya afraid of lighting + thunder

OLD MAN TENNIS YAOI????!?!?!?! PULLED THEM OUT OF THEIR GRAVES FOR THIS CAMEO WOW

can we stop this annoying distrust arc between priya and caleb? pt2

i dont ship juliayne (juliayne shippers i do not hate you please do your thing i love you), but goddamn i want more interactions between theyre sooooo silly

ep 13: listen, i think wayne winning is fine. do i love himbos? yes. was i rooting for him in the finale? yes. in the grand scheme of things, do i think he is a good finalist? no. we can all agree that hes very much an owen, and i dont mind that!! i actually think having a fan favorite, comic relief, underdog third party winning makes sense in this season, because i dont think caleb or julia winning would be a satisfying end (especially how they were handling them by the end)

caleb's story was messy, and at the end of the day (and i know that the intentions changed), he did start his alliance with priya to use her. him winning, after all of the drama, after priya was gone, wouldve just idk felt shitty. he did get the girl in the end, which concludes his story better than him winning it. (if im comparing this to the tdi 2007 final three,, i guess hes the gwen)

as for julia, she had two seasons to be villain, and it was amazing. she is so good at what she does and she is such a joy to watch. and we all know how total drama handles its villains, they need to get their comeuppance. did bowie double cross her last season? yes. and she came back still was the main villain and was AMAZING at it. but she was still the villain for another 13 episodes, AND HER GETTING PRIYA OUT LAST EPISODE, she cant win. was her just desserts satisfying? meh. nice callback to heather (we all know julia is the heather of this comparison), though i can understand people who dont like this callback and think its tiring or something. they couldve done something else, but im not mad (i kinda fuck with the mullet). i just see no satisfying way for julia to win with how she was presented in these seasons: she was not world tour heather, with three full length seasons and a greater threat to overcome; she was island heather, and therefore could not win.

overall thoughts of the season:

im someone that thinks the hockey bros jokes nearly always land, so i enjoy the shit out of them (i think im in the majority?)

im someone that did not like priyaleb at first, grew to being more neutral about it, but still found it to be a bit tiring. i like priya, i like caleb, i dont like tiring romantic subplots, and it sucks that that was the entire thing for these characters this season

the julia mk duo was AMAZING, one of the highlights of this season and one that i never wouldve expected to be real. mkulia wins in my heart and i hope they start their podcast (JULIA WAS GOIGN TO USE THE MONEY TO START THE PODCAST WITH MK HOLY SHIT GIRL IS IN LOVE)

it sucks that certain characters really got nothing this season (millie, nichelle, emma, and even axel to an extent).. but i get that characters like millie and emma already had a lot of screentime last time and someone has to be an early boot (just realize the ones i listed off were all women,, damn the writers fr just hate women)

at the end of the day, i really enjoyed this season. and i think the most important part of that enjoyment was this was the first time i got to watch a season and have no idea what was going to unfold. i watched the first four season of total drama when they were airing, but i was a little kid with poor comprehension skills. the first three seasons aired before i knew how to read (i learned to read late). and with tdpi, rr, and tdi 2023, i watched them after the fact and knew who the winners were going in. this was the first season i watched were i truly did not know the winner, and that added to my enjoyment. not to mention this being the one and only time i was present in an online space to talk about show as the episodes dropped. this season was a bit messy here and there, but it delivered some great stuff. i found myself laughing out loud and just having a good time, which is all i need out of my silly little cartoon

[itsmarsss]

me reading the chapter actuauly

ogm omfgdsjg; d i cant this is so much blitzo constantly thinking of readers words and them lingering in his mind omg i need them to make up i cannot stand this wht he hell he think that no one will be there to cross out the o but i guarantee reader with her saggy ass and titties (as an old lady) would cross the rings to do so

him hating the weekend sfngdg i canot your depictions of him feel so in character it makes me think you are a writer for the show i cannot believe that this fic is literally changing my life (for the better) ofmfks

SEEING THAT TEY TEXTED CONSISTENLY AND IT MADE HIM NOT HATE WEEKENDS AS MUCHDSG and they made it a habit to spend the weeksends together to hate them less i cannot stnat this omsg my heart

"Maybe it’ll be in one of those days when he’ll be climbing up Stolas’ balcony and then he’ll slip and fall and break all his bones only to be found dead on the grass surrounded by ball gags and anal plugs" this took me out SO BAD lmfao i just stared at my screen like

BUT THEN IMEDDIENYL HAD TO TURN AWAY BC OF THE "PEOPLE I CARE ABOUT FOLDER"

mars when i actch you mars i will fnaf jumpscare you irl this is not it. BABRIE AND HIS MOM WHAT IF I BROKE DOWN??? THEN YOU FOLLOW IT UP WITH "blitz is a 35year old single father who kills people...But in this moment… he just wants his mama." LIKE??? HOW DARE YOU ???? THAT IS SUCH A SORE SPOT BC I FEEL LIKE CRYING EVERYTIME I HEAR AB OLD POPEL MISSING THEIR PARENTS AND IT SLIKE FUGHG crying as i think ab it actually whi cant stand this

then his thought process the whole party omg he literally just wanted an escape to not feel. i cant do this anymore him asking loona to call him dad i crided

then when they leave he pulls out his phone to draw and i jsut sdjfdg i died

NOW FOR THE CONVO WITH STOLAS?? UFHH you probably grabbed it from the many ss of their messages that are shown but still omg his immediate backtracking made me want to pull my hair out bc no thats not how you talk UGHHH

then him asking loona if she would be there when he is old and she is like "ill be there dad" i cant i fucking hate this show why would they do that to me (then he vomits)

literally me after reading blitz portion

FIZZ FIDNING READER OGM he must've felt bad bc he was liek "fuckk that was the chick with blitz and stolas oph shit fuck cock"

reader having no one other than ozzie (in that moment) to go to ufhg (get this woman some friends) and their whole convo what if i

her asking ozzie if he thinks she stupid bc blitz words are echoing in her mind just as much as hers did in his omg i need them to kiss and make up please someone grow communcation skills FUCKING

stolas message with her is so late i cant stand this i think i wills start fcrying again

also her expecting a "fuck you" message from blitz only to get something that made her feel better mars stop this

this is madness when i get you i am shaking you really hard LMFAO

anyways those are my thoughts plz tell my u times this bc idk how long this took

this is the most in-depth comment anyone's ever sent me for my writing and i actually wanna cry

every time you talk about how invested in this you are and how much you love it i feel like crying djmdjmvjfk its just like i cant believe someone would care enough to leave me THIS this is so cool and so fucking nice!!

the thing about how he used to hate weekends because it meant he'd be alone and how he stopped hating them once reader came into his life came from a little blurb thingy i never ended up posting, and i felt it fit right into this chapter!

i liked writing this one a lot because the chaos in blitzos head allowed me to be all over the place and cover a lot of different stuff at once lol it was pretty cool

whenever anyone says something abt my writing being really in character it makes me feel so proud i just get so happy that it feels like ya know im taking these characters people care so much for that they're reading fanfiction about them and writing them from my perception and its so cool to have people feel like im doing them justice!!

the death with the sex toys part was a... choice lmao i thought it'd be funny to use the way blitzo's thoughts are all over the place to convey how easily they go from dumb thoughts to really depressive ones

oh the asking loona to call him dad again was added just to hurt yall i wont make excuses its there to be evil lol

yeah the convo w stolas was mostly taken out of the texts we see in stolas' phone in western energy, but i altered a few things here and there but yeah omfg what always got me with those texts is exactly that. like hes so so desperate to have things be okay he backtracks everything he's trying to say just to not feel that blitz is mad at him

i thought i could also add the layer of blitzo beeing too drunk to reply properly which is another reason for the texts to seem so cold

and ohhh yeah the thing with fizz finding her is that its both a 'fuck what i did hurt this girl' and also that kind of 'idk what to do rn' feeling of interacting with your partner's friends who you're not close enough to to have like a real conversation with lol

yeahhh im glad it was possible to catch that lol the chapter was v blitzo centered so we go through reader's pov of things very wuickly but yeah what blitz said abt her kept echoing in her mind just as much as what she said to him did in his!!

i thought the whole 'expecting a fuck you' thing would be fun to add in considering he does consider sending her a fuck you text in the beginning of the chapter lol

and seriously i think having the doodle there instead of just a description of it made it all so much more motional thank you so so much for it!!! i hope you liked the birthday gift!!!! happy birthday babes!!!!!

[lazywerebat]

Hi! I love your stories and how you represent the boys! I had a small request. A GN reader is with Paul and Marko, but their relationship is deteriorating between them because of the constant fights between the boys and them wanting to be around the reader more. The reader, heartbroken as they are, breaks up with them and says they can’t be in a toxic relationship with them so until they learn to love each other again, they won’t be coming back to them. Angst to fluff, with a happy ending!

Toxic, Fight & Love !

Paul x Marko x GN! Reader

a/n; hey, thanks for request i hope you enjoy this! im glad you like my stories and how i represent boys! also sorry for not posting this sooner im having a lot of to studying to do!

warnings; Paul & Marko arguing with each other! Toxic relationship between Paul, Marko & reader! thats it i think, if i missed something pls let me know!

It was beautiful evening night and I was in my kitchen, cleaning dishes while listening to my favourite [genre] band. Everything was peaceful how I liked, I wasn't hearing any voices besides music and that was just right. When I finished with dishes I heard two voices louder than my music arguing, I stopped the song that was on to check it out. Right as I walked to door, it just opened with so much force and I saw Paul and Marko, my boyfriends, arguing. People would think this is once in a while fight but in reality it isn't, this started about few months ago. I don't know why they started fighting at all but those few months were rough with them. In first everything was going good, we would hang out at my place, boardwalk, cinema, beaches and everywhere where it would be three of us it would just be right. We would cuddle, share kisses, share each others clothes, share our drinks and foods and everything really. Sadly memory of when this started to happen its still in my head. We were on boardwalk, Marko holding my hand while Paul held my waist, they would try to get me closer to one of them gently but I didn't mind that, I was always there for cuddles and more attention from them. After that we went to this cafe, each boy on other side, we would always share drinks with each but that didn't happen instead they looked mad at each other. I thought that it wouldn't happen again but it did. It seemed like more they spent with time witb each other they hated one another, fights who gets to spend more time with me and they didn't seemed to love each other which I noticed when they didn't say that to one another. They would told me they love me then wouldn't tell that to other which wasn't just right. Now they were on floor arguing with each other again. I sneaked pass them to close door which got their attention and they just looked at me.

“Uhm, hey baby, didn't see you there”

Paul said with little smile, I just looked at him confused,

“You two are literally in my house and on my floor”

I told both of them with my arms crossed, they knew I wasn't feeling very happy nor excited to see them.

“Whats wrong amor?”

Marko questioned, getting off of Paul to me and held my hands as he looked worried. Paul was quickly by my side looking worried too. I didn't really know how to answer to that, should i just say what i feel? All of their fights are making our relationship more deteriorating and toxic. I let out sigh,

“Can we sit down please?”

I asked while looking at both of them,

“Of course sugar”

replied Paul. We went to living room to sit down, Marko sat in armchair, Paul on one side of couch and me on other side.

“Whats wrong sweetheart?”

Marko questioned with worry,

“Its just, um, you two”

I responded,

“What about us?”

Paul asked looking at Marko then at me,

“Its that you two fight constantly and it makes me feel, i dont know, no love”

with me saying that, they broke out in a fight, arguing about me, great thats just what I needed. They went on about 5 mins and I can't take this shit anymore.

“JUST SHUT UP!”

I yelled as I stood up to get between them, I didn't really wanted to yell at them but they won't listen.

“OH COME ON–”

Paul started to talk until I cut him off,

“NO YOU BOTH SHUT UP! IM SO SICK AND TIRED OF BOTH OF YOU FIGHTING LIKE LITTLE KIDS! AND IM STARTING TO GET SICK OF THIS RELATIONSHIP TOO”

that last sentence shook them both and they went silent which meant I did have to yell anymore.

“I can't take this shit anymore, Im done with both of you”

I expressed my feelings to them,

“Wait, you don't mean–”

Marko started,

“Yes I mean it, Im breaking up with both of you”

I stated, if they were to be alive this would make their hearts stop and ache. They both looked at me with sadness and guilt.

“Look guys, I can't be in a toxic relationship with you until you learn how to love each other again I won't come back to you”

I explained to them, they just said okay and couple minutes later they left. I felt guilty breaking up with them but it did made me feel better too. I really like them both and want to be in relationship with them, I just don't want it toxic. After couple of months they listened to what I said to them and were working on loving each other again. When they did, we got back together and were happy again.

[quodekash]

TIME FOR EPISODE 6 ive got my fingers crossed for a jengpok kiss but my hopes aren't high (but jokezo had better kiss this episode tho or im gonna riot)

this is so unnecessarily funny

DUDE WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, YOU LITERALLY KISSED HIM

YOUR FRIENDS DONT HAVE THAT BIT OF CONTEXT

THEY JUST THINK JOKE RANDOMLY LIKES YOU

THEY ARE FULLY UNAWARE OF THE FACT THAT YOU FULLY MADE OUT LIKE A WEEK AGO, AND THEN IMMEDIATELY AFTER, YOU SLEPT IN THE SAME BED AS HIM

no I will not shut up about the bed thing

LOOK I KNOW WHAT HE MEANS HERE, BUT THE PHRASING IS JUST SO FUNNY

"just be straight" YEAH THAT'S THE PROBLEM KOT, HE'S NOT STRAIGHT

I think im laughing a little too hard about this

literally everyone except zo, im pretty sure everyone knows

especially nita

she's the captain of their ship and no one can change my mind about this

oh nooooooooooo how terrible, how disgusting, what a terrible turn of events

now jokezo have a lot of time to spend together in an empty room, and nothing to do

what on earth will they do about this?

it would be a real shame if they kissed

👀

what kind of fun are you implying, joke?

are you going to kiss

I think that maybe they should kiss

HE PUT THE BAG AROUND HIS NECK OMG THATS SO FUNNY

they are holding handssssss

GIBU3RBKEJWGDSOVJRBE

HANDS

HANDS

HANDS

HANDS

HANDS

HANDS

THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS

HES SO DRAMATIC

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

things we didn't know about joke before the series, yet are entirely unsurprising and make a lot of sense: 1. he's afraid of heights, 2. he's insanely dramatic when playing a zombie video game

im so mad that zo can't see his own face rn

if he could, he would SEE his feelings for joke, and then he would be able to communicate that with joke, and then they can go out AND THEY WOULD KISS

HES SO HAPPYYYYY

yes

agreement

yes

good advice with zo

communication is key

holy frick that is terrifying

uh

frick

I dont know what to say

this is horrible and I hope whoever that was is found and stops doing it because nita's safety is really in trouble right now and im very scared for her

oh and it just gets worse

holy frick

this is not good

FRICK

NITA, RUN

CALL JOKE

PUNCH THE GUY

KICK HIM IN THE NUTS

FRICK

im not gonna put the blame on joke rn but I really feel like he shouldn't have left her alone after that

she was clearly terrified and vulnerable and scared of something happening, and I think he probably should've at least offered to go with her and make sure she was safe because now she's alone and im so scared of whatever is about to happen

I hate this guy so much please die sir

frick

im crying out of fear and anger and mostly fear

this is terrifying

OHTHANKGOODNESS ZO IS HERE

he said 'get your hands off my girlfriend' and like they broke up but if they have to lie that they're dating in order to protect Nita's safety, im all for it man

OH, OH, OKAY, THAT WAS A FLASHBACK

this also explains the awkward uncomfortableness she was clearly feeling when on that kind-of date with zo

ohhhhhhhhh so they never actually dated? that actually explains a lot of stuff that I didn't realise needed explaining

number 1 jokezo shipper wants to tell zo that she and joke aren't dating so that he can date joke, but she's waiting for zo to ask before she'll tell him

(either that or she knows zo likes her, but shush I want to stay true in my belief that nita ships jokezo more than anyone around)

huzzah, a confusingly worded confession to the girl after he realises he doesnt actually like her, im smelling pat napat jindapat

she knows its joke, I swear she knows its joke

FTSDFSTFDSFDT

HANDS

HANDS INITIATED BY ZO

HANDS INITIATED BY ZO

AAAAAAAA

hang on

wait a second

what was that

jeng isn't single

bro you have a boyfriend

what the hell just happened

im so confused rn

its not like this is the first time that they've sLEPT IN A BED TOGETHER

and the first time it was immediately after they MADE OUT and then DIDNT TALK ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS

im still so angry about this

ill never not be angry about this

KISS

PLEASE

P L E A S E

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

DUDE YOU KEEP REACHING FOR HIS HAND

ITS LIKE YOURE IN LOVE OR SOMETHING

JUST KISS ALREADY

OR ADMIT YOUR FEELINGS

OR DATE

OR ALL OF THE ABOVE

I mean I do get that zo needs more time to figure out his feelings before hes gonna say them out loud and yada yada all that, I do get it.

but also: you keep reaching for his hand, you KISSED HIM, and generally im pretty sure if someone likes you and you know they like you and they make moves on you and you do nothing to stop them and you dont feel uncomfortable with them making moves on you and whatnot then that means you either really like attention OR YOU ALSO LIKE THEM AND IN THIS CASE ITS THE LATTER

wait what the hell, next episode jokezo are going on a date, AND we're meeting joke's grandma, AND she's homophobic, AND there's some guy zo knows who he's trying to avoid? CAN TI PLEASE BE NEXT WEEK ALREADY, I HAVE QUESTIONS

conclusion of this episode: a lot happened with Nita, jokezo DIDNT kiss, jengpok ALSO didn't kiss, I love Nita with all of my soul, aND SOMETHING HAPPENED WITH JENG GIVING HIS IG TO A GIRL COS HE SAID HE'S SINGLE AND I WOULD LIKE SOMEONE TO PLEASE HELP ME AND TELL ME I MISINTERPRETED THE LINES OR MAYBE IT WAS A MISTRANSLATION OR SOMETHING BECAUSE IF NOT THEN SOMETHING'S GOING ON AND IM SO CONCERNED FOR MY BABIES PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME

[soulofamy]

spoilers for tekken 8's story and character endings under the tag! read at your own disgression. these are just my thoughts on it. for transparancy, i likely wont actually be able to purchase and play the game for the foreseeable future so i just watched a playthrough of it instead

so ill start with what i liked. i really liked that, unlike tekken 7, everyone on the roster to some degree was in the main story. i like that a good healthy handful of them even tried their best to aid the efforts against kazuya. it was really nice for me especially to see shaheen get to be cool and heroic. i dont want to hear ANYONE say hes boring ever again, you hear me?

i like the character endings as well, theyre so fun and lighthearted. i liked zafinas and shaheens the most. i surprisingly likes kazuyas and juns too, it makes me think he actually DOES love his wife to an extent. not enough for me to like him as a character unfortunately though lol.

i LOVED angel jin at the end. his design imo was phenominal. i love that they crossed an ethereal, otherwordly monster with a knight and gave him golden angel wings too. it was so visually captivating, i will be looking out for a character sheet to see what distinct features i can point out. i just love that they made an angel design so unique, there was nothing predictable or boring about it.

now things i didnt like

first off, i am SO mad that they killed off zafina AND claudio so early on. they were the two i was most interested to see!! i wanted to see their dynamic together!! but at least zafinas death made a little more sense than claudios. his death did absolutely nothing for the story! i thought maybe that hyper-charged up bolt he shot was going to slowly deteriorate kazuya overtime and weaken him enough that jin could take him one on one or something but NOPE! even zafina i felt didnt need to die. was it ever explained that her life force was connected to azazel? wouldnt it make more sense if she was free to be of MORE use now that azazel isnt holding her back? i never thought i would write tekken fanfiction but they have forced my hand. justice for my faves please </3

they did nothing with leo finding his mother and that makes me sad. its cool we got his dad though, he seems like a cool guy. i wouldnt mind his dad being a new fighter.

steve just kind of dropping the whole thing with nina also upsets me because like if you were going to make the ending to that whole thing so lackluster, why introduce it at all? nina clearly doesnt care and steve just kinda carries on, what was the point? why put nina through such a traumatizing experience of having a child against her will for such little payout?

lastly, i just really could not give two rats toenails about reina im sorry 😭 like visually shes boring. her personality is boring AND annoying. and then they try and make us want more by showing us this heihachi child is ALSO a devil. like i am so tired of the mishima saga that i dont care enough to wonder who her mother is. there are SO many loose ends that havent been tied up yet, i dont want a potential tekken 9 to focus on the mishimas anymore i am on my hands and knees begging

[rosewoodconch]

RWCH Readathon 2024: Day 4

Underciver Princess - Chapter 9

THE GIRLIES GET TO BOND! FINALLY

Im on a train so his is literally my thoughts as i listen to the audiobook instead of reading a physical book

I really love the visual of Ani and Ellie painting each others nails... stay tuned for something about that tomorrow? ;)

Ellie tidied the room! I really adore that Ellies messiness isnt necessarily gone, but you can try that Ellie has really tried to sort it out

AND OH MY GOD

WHAT DO YOU MEAN STANDING IN JUST BRIEFS

We were too casual about this

Also you can wear a bra or tank top to dye your hair trust me i do it every month

This is the gayest thing I've ever read and I've been on ao3 since i was 12

The velvet underground is excellent, and i think you should all go listen to them

Their lil apologies and the "Mr Truffles." Im dying i love them

NON BINARY / ANDROGENOUS ELLIE MY BELOVED

Baby gender funky

Ellie is legit the reason i figured out i maybe was gender funky so shoutout to ellie wolf the most gender ever

Even though ellie did get to choose Rosewood that easily, i like that she can still kind of relate to lottie in that it wasn't the easiest thing to get there, even though they have different circumstances

I like that ellie really genuinely is in awe of ellie and shes trying to say that

But honestly yeah some of the others probably wont apprciate it as much as them both because they almost couldnt go here

"Ill gladly beat them up for you" cut to Edmunds nose...

"I'm perfectly capable of beating up my own enemies" well... not yet, but you'll get there

Honestly yeah. Dying hair is a true bonding experience. I remember my gf dying my hair for the first time and its one of the... most non romantic non sexual but intimate things

Maybe Charles boyle from b99 had a point about the shampoo...

The kitchen sounds like heaven

"Like she'd found a little home with her" GUYS IM CRYING ON A TRAIN I CANT DO THIS

Right onto the "Bad Thing"

Thats the most scary way she could've phrased that

Poor lottie she just wanted to please

Adina devine once again could punch me and I'd thank her

I love Ellie so much, shes such a little actress

Prof devine is so chaotic good i adore her

I feel like theres not enough fan art of their pajamas!??!?!? Ellie likes star wars and we dont talk about that enough

I love their lil blossoming friendship, the way they cant stay mad or cross and just burst out laughing theyre so sweet

William tufty!!! What a man

I have such a perfect image of this room in my mind, but a glass table is no where in it that feels so wrong

I dont like the term loveseat

I think that this scene and the interaction between prof and devine proves that she knows ellies identity. We never get confirmation of it, but like... someone must have her actual legal documents right? For exams and stuff?

"The fates have placed you together" UGH I NEED A SOULMATE AU RIGHT NOW

All of devines speech at the end of this bit feels like its got so much power behind it, like shes casting a spell.

She understands these girls so intensely that I wonder if she had a similar experience when she was a student. Did she go to Rosewood?

"We can achieve amazing things when we uplift one another"

Reminds me so much of "no one can make you feel inferior without your consent" from YOU GUESSED IT Barbie Princess Charm School

I promise I'll have a different comparison eventually

Theyre a little sanctuary 😭😭😭

Finally, the ominous little bit about the rumour, growing like weeds in the grounds of rosewood is so poetic and so full of suspense i love it so much

It really sets up quite how dangerous the rumour could and will be

It also comes back to the whole thing about Lottie being somehow tied to the roses and garden. And the rumour and things stirring as weeds, here to disrupt her perfect life at Rosewood

And we're so back. This is the chapter that lowkey gave me faith again. The way the settings are described and the character motivations are softly shown and they feel like real moving characters.

I really appreciate this humanising Devine too, while also making her seem otherworldly at the same time. It's like a heightened version of Binahs almost omniscience.

All in all, this chapter makes me really happy and i need fan art of all of it please @ Rosewood artists

[notquiteapex]

finished invincible season 2, gonna copy paste my thoughts on it below the cut

did they have even less animation budget than season 1? seriously this season looked like hot garbage and that is saying something compared to season 1. (to be fair, this might be my memory remembering it more fondly)

it is extremely disappointing being invested in this show but its flaws being so fucking visible in every second of it. they arent getting the time and resources necessary to do absolutely everything they want to do, and its a lot! and its dragging the entire thing down. and that fucking sucks.

honestly the joke about this problem when mark was visiting comiccon with amber just made me mad. like come on man

aside from that, im kinda disappointed thats all we saw of angstrom. to be clear, i have not read the original comics so i dont know if his appearance is any better there. but the concept of a character who has had all his timelines converge into a single, conflicted mind is a really cool idea. we got a glimpse of that in the episode, but its just disappointing.

the cameos were silly. sucks that the show is having to rework so much of itself because they dont have the rights to reference everything like before (see: seance dog).

i hope to god they finally get a budget lift in season 3 so they can make this show what it deserves to be. they clearly had shit sorted for the atom eve special (which i somehow didnt know was a thing until the lead up to season 2, mad i missed that because its great), but that was also a shorter project overall. fingers crossed we wont be waiting too long like we did for season 2. we'll see.

[ifuckingloveryoshu]

Hi I saw ur tags on my posts lol 🔥😭😭 thank you so much for liking my ryoshu and oc arts, but can I ask where did the name of yuzuki for ryoshu's daughter came from? I don't think hell screen mentioned her name?

Thank you for helping me get up this morning. Very short tldr but vauge answer: Hell Screen has been translated and adapted enough you could have read the a translation that keeps called Yoshihide's daughter, "Yoshihide's daughter"

If you read the Little Penguins Books Publishing, they did not use Yuzuki as the name from what I can see, but Yuzuki exist somewhere.

Lazily doing a half-baked investigation under read more.

I will never claim to know anything about translation and I had too little sleep to do things today. I'm also broke so I can't go cross refrence evey translation and adaptation of Hell Screen. I hope someone better than I can could look into this or help out. Ill come back to this maybe

This is absolutly not how you do research or go off of things but Penguin Publishing version reviews don't use the Yuzuki name so I'm thinking they don't use her name there. The Jay Rubin Translation doesn't use Yuzuki. I say that because I'm re-listening to this while cross refrencing a pdf I found. Im guessing their one in the same.

This archeologist/writer named matthewrettino uses Yuzuki when talking about Hell Screen

Haunted Places Ghost Stories did a reading on this and unrelated but they pronounce Monkehide how an american would so its, "MONKEY HIDE." But anyway, they use it. They just spell it liker Uzuki

Portrait of Hell or Jingokuhen make Yoshihide Korean, apparently. I wanted to put that here, it''s not really important, just an example of an adaptation changing something. You have a story for so long and things get changed.

It's part of human history and how we tell stories, we like adapting things and giving thigs new meaning just like Ryoshu. She's not named Yoshihide but we're all thinking, "Yeah, she's Yoshihide, she likes art, she has fire, shes sadistic, that's Yoshihide." But she's not an old man, Yoshihide never spoke in acronyms, Yoshihide's not a woman. Jesus Christ was never white. He was born in Jerusulm in a dessert, it would be strange if he was white. Most people living in the middle east and closer to the sun normally have darker skin because they have more melanin in their skin to protect from the sun. The image has been passed around so much that, at least in our Eurocentric culture, I can't find the word for it, Jesus is commonly depicted as white. Yuzuki could have never had the name in the original language, or the inverse, she could have had a name but time let it go through the skin of its fingers and it was lost to oblivion. We just need to rediscover where it's orgin came from.

Meme - A unit of cultural information, such as a cultural practice or idea, that is transmitted verbally or by repeated action from one mind to another

The name Yuzuki might as well be a meme. If it wasn't in the orginal version of Hell Screen, it just exist now. That's why people are like, "Yuzuki, that's the name of Yoshihide's daughter. That sounds right!" Because idea's spread from text, imagry, music notes, whatever you have come to life like a spark of flame from a lighter and drift off from its starting point. The co2 particles relase into the air and up to the clouds, and when enough people emmit co2 at a rate thats unsustantable for our planet, big things happen. Really big things happen. Or you just scream so loud that no one hears you and much like the effects of smoking, damage your lungs.

I hope it doesn't feel like I'm pulling stuff out of my ass. I'll come back to this and when I have a solid answer, i'll tell you or reblog this. No worries.

[crosse-is-at-bb]

IT'S YA BOY

uhhhh hi. im chris but i go by crosse. chris is only for if you're mad at me lol. christopher if you hate me ig.

my dad said maintaining a social media acct like this would be good for like practice without anybody important really seeing this so i can't fuck up my reputation so. here we are lol. also my sister might show up here sometimes idk. i will be typing in pink.

uhhhh as for like. me. im crosse, you alr know that. i use he/him. born and raised in castelia.

GO METS!!!!!!!!!!

i go to blueberry academy, its my last year of high school, probably going there for uni too. i like dragon types too. goom :) pokemon battling is fun thats why i go to the pokemon battling school who woulda thought. i also think that uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yall should stop being weird about kids with trauma on here. i have pokemon

Nori \ Dragalge \ F

Argent \ Archaludon \ M

Turbo \ Dragapult \ F

Rockit \ Hydrapple \ M

Hookfang \ Roaring Moon \ M

Deedee \ Hydreigon \ F

i also have a beautiful daughter with my two friends also trouble trio 4 life

//OOC BELOW, PLEASE READ IT BEFORE INTERACTING!

OOC Section

I like and follow from @aspens-lab!

Crosse is 18 years old and mod is a minor. Behave accordingly.

While Crosse is a newer OC, he did originate in a discord RP, and has some relationships and lore from there. This includes a Drayton without a Rotumblr blog. Just something to be kept in mind.

I've got a canon I'm working with, so I may ignore an ask or an interaction if it goes against it strongly.

High stakes won't be a huuuuuge thing on here, I don't see Crosse explicitly talking about his past, or more specifically The Malaria Horrors, but he may refer to them. Things that are explicitly high stakes will be tagged accordingly.

Tags

I can't guarantee that I'll be perfect with these, but I will be trying to tag things according to the below key.

#crosse reblogs ⇌ in-character reblogs

#crosse talks ⇌ in-character posts

#crosse replies ⇌ asks responded to in-character

#ft. malaria ⇌ malaria talking on this blog

#the malaria archives ⇌ malaria specific high stakes Posts about specific Pokemon will be tagged as "#[pokemon name] posting". For example, if Crosse makes a post specifically about his Roaring Moon, Hookfang, it will be tagged "#hookfang posting".