#justice for cream puffs

[bekmadethis]

You know how the TMNT “don’t even use their weapons” in the 87 run?

You’ve got to acknowledge the control and restraint it takes for Leo and Raph to raise weapons frequently shown to be capable of slicing through metal like butter and manage to avoid making the villains of the week bleed in scuffles.

There’s always an argument to be had over how deadly the 1987 marshmallows actually are. It doesn’t help their case that when it comes up in any cross-dimensional episodes that work their way into a run that they’re played off as a bunch of lazy goofballs.

In the very first episode of 1987 TMNT Raphael attacks a foot soldier (and this stab looks directed under the rib cage, for the heart, that is a death blow) resulting in a metallic sound, to which he responds “Clang? Did you say clang?” and Leo lands a would-be fatal abdominal blow to a foot soldier to confirm they’re fighting robots. That other guy could have had hidden armour, Leo doesn’t know he’s fighting a robot yet, but would have outright killed this guy to gain the information. Mike and Donnie only leap into actual offensive attack mode after they realise there’s no risk of taking a life, which tells me they know they’re absolutely capable of it and were hesitating to engage.

I’m just not convinced they couldn’t hold their own in the 2012 world the way they were depicted, or are as incompetent as they’re so often painted. They’re naive and silly, it’s soft and fun and then Donatello murders an exact sentient clone of himself with his personality and memories (REAL). I just think there’s more to them than their cream-puff legacy.

[ohnoa]

₊˚⊹ ᰔ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚...𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡

.☘︎ ݁˖ 𝐬𝐲𝐧. 𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦'𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 ᥫ᭡. 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭. 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 ༯ 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑺 𝑫𝑵𝑰

...word count: 1.1k

...note from irene: don't ask.

nanami kento rests languidly on the edge of the bed, your back in his view as he graciously takes the mantle of an attentive husband.

“i literally can’t with you. you’re a natural at this stuff,” you huff, somewhere between a vent and a bout of praise that he found endearing nonetheless. he raises an eyebrow, albeit dazed by the hypnotic show of you being able to reach your own zipper - who’s a natural at what? you, who resumes your tirade with an obliviousness towards his wandering eyes, is a natural at enchanting him. your hair was blown out, almost reaching your shoulders in cloudy tufts - that had been the last mission of tonight, a hairstyle more laborious than the act of lifting weights. “you can easily get away with being stand-offish, which…i’m not saying you are but…”

he releases a soft chuckle, adjusting his cufflinks, “now, humor me for a second, my love. when have you ever seen me get defensive?” 

“huh?” you tilt your head in confusion eyeing him expectantly through your reflection as you secure your earring. 

“you don’t need to worry about insulting me, darling. i can take it. if you think i’m stand-offish, just say it.”

you briefly turn to face him, bestowing a histrionic look of indignation. “i wasn’t saying that! okay—” you raise your hands in surrender, “you are quite stoic. does that do you justice?”

he offers a hum, one of satisfaction, an invitation for you to continue to the point you had intended to make. and you do just that, bending over the vanity to apply your lip gloss as kento’s attention blithely averts to the curve of your ass. “so, yes. you could get away with what will earn me, at best, some auntie in the corner asking me if i’m okay like…please! i’m fine! i just wanna be left alone!” 

he chuckles along with you again, silently basking in your mirthful exchange… until he notices it. within seconds. the brief drag of hesitation as you began working on your hair. your makeshift puff remains put, arms raised for your hands to take the temporary role of a hair tie and…

…oh dear.

you were staring at your underarms again. in acute disdain. 

he needn’t say a word - this conundrum was as foreign to him as a blue sky. but you’ve only complained about it once, a main focus on the fruitlessness of your spending. all these regimens, remedies and receipts the length of the great wall of china for them to still be there - sizable splotches of pigmentation that you just can’t seem to get rid of, no matter how hard you try.

once, you’ve verbally lamented. 

but more than once, you’d been reluctant to don anything without sleeves, participate in anything remotely related to summer - and if you did, not lifting your arms was the war you were prepared to die in. and tonight, well, you’d had the misfortune of learning life’s indifference. the thin straps of your silky, cream white dress were well in torturing you with a reminder.

a click of the tongue bounces off the walls of your bedroom, and kento tries to think less about how your beauty terrifies him, opting to soothe you with his adeptness in subtlety. 

“darling,” he begins, standing to walk towards you, “i think you should wear your hair down.”

“hm, i think so too,” you smile warmly at him through your reflection, conducting his suggestion by letting go of your hair and instead opting to comb it out, “let’s just hope it doesn’t rain tonight. i honestly don’t get the appeal of outdoor parties.”

all that follows is a soft hum, one of admiration. truly, you are an angel sent from heaven. more than just the angelic glow of your skin under the vanity light, your smile - your soul - can account for that. he watches you, deftly pulling at your coils to maintain the perfect shape - watching you fruitlessly strive to perfect the one thing that has always been just that. you. perfect.

“what?” you meekly acknowledge his stare with a shy smile, halting your movements. 

“my love,” he drags, moving close enough for his hands to reach your hips. your attention moves away from your hair, prompting you to put your comb down and heed the sensation of his chest meeting your back. kento’s hands are calculated, a dexterous trace of your curves striving for a different kind of tenor - a lead from one thing to a delectable other. he moves his lips towards your ear, hazel eyes meeting yours through the mirror in a wordless declaration of unabashed desire. “you know that every inch of you is perfect, right?”

you shiver, at your best to conceal your want to reciprocate by scoffing playfully, “fancy, i’ve never pegged you for the corny type.” 

“i mean it,” he rejoins, ignoring your jest, softly kissing the shell of your ear before he performs the unexpected, a hand moving to gently grab your wrist, lifting your arm up above your head. “every…inch.”

oh. 

he really means it.

heat rises to your cheeks, noting how observant he had been towards your behavior earlier - this wasn’t new to you. you could stain a white shirt with pasta sauce and he’d counter your dismay by saying that it should’ve been there when you first bought it. he’d praise any part of you from head to toe. that realization had been made many moons ago. now, as all attention falls upon your exposed underarm, you forgo the need to protest, keeping your arm raised and resting your hand on the back of your husband’s head, fingertips blissfully pricked by the sharpness of his undercut. 

“mmm…every inch, you say?” you murmur with feigned cynicism, a grin rising as Kento’s hand gently slides down the tricep of your raised arm. 

“mhm…every…inch” your heartbeat is the toms of an acoustic drum set, as he reaches your underarm, lightly grazing the skin with his fingertips, prompting you to shiver at the ticklish sensation. “god, you’re breathtaking…”

he breathes it out like it’s the first time, and the sight before you is…sinful? a burlesque plays out in your reflection, a hand sensually caressing your hip whilst the other continues to draw reverent patterns on the area you’ve detested for eons. your husband, so fucking handsome, buries his face in crook of your neck, inspiring every last bit of your scent, and you still can’t help but huff in amusement, “hm, my black armpits were the ones to bring you to that revelation?”

“you amuse me, my love,” is the muffled, half dismissal towards your counter, followed by a kiss on your neck, “now, let me enjoy you.”

you giggle softly, meek at how your husband's brief praise towards your underarm has ever so slightly titillated you, “we’re gonna be late, you know…”

he perks up, privy to the suggestion you so dared to make, “if memory serves me correctly, it’s you who fails to see the appeal in these outdoor parties.”

[imyourbratzdoll]

i need a fic of big daddy luke going upstairs to jerk off in the mid-morning lull where no one’s coming into the diner, he’s in the bathroom with the door open, grunting jerking his big dick with his huge sexy ass out, and then reader wakes up to his sexy loud grunts & slowly walks up hiding in the door frame to see daddy luke stroking his manhood. when he notices her he immediately goes to pick her up and gives small kisses on her cheek, before he goes back to jerking into the toilet while making out with his sweet girl, cooing in her ear asking her if she’s gonna help daddy cum like a good girl…. 😩☺️🎀

I hope I did it justice for you baby💗

warning - masturbation, voyeurism (sorta), swearing, daddy kink, slight oral, cum eating, size kink.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn’t mine, divider by @newlips.

You groan, reaching over to cuddle into your man only to find his side of the bed empty and cold. Blinking your eyes open, you squint and look around the room before your ears pick up sounds coming from the bathroom. With a pout you roll out of bed and practically stomp towards the room, missing Luke’s arms around you.

You squeak quietly, hugging the doorframe as you stare wide-eyed at the scene in front of you. Your eyes fall to his hand watching as he grips and tugs his throbbing cock, your mouth waters noticing how red, veiny and huge it is, you don’t miss how heavy his balls look, just wanting to get on your knees and suck them into your mouth.

Luke groans, head falling back. His grunts and moans filling the small room, hand moving faster. He peeks an eye open when he feels like he’s being watched, turning his head he spots you. “Mornin’ little girl. Being daddy’s lil stalker?” He stalks over to you, grabbing your small body and lifting you, your legs wrap around his waist, giggling as he peppers small kisses on your cheeks before finally settling on your lips.

You cling onto him as he walks back over to where he was standing, one hand holding your body securely against his while the other meets his thick cock again, grunting against your lips as he picks up his strokes, tightening his hold, fucking into his hand harder.

You let out small puffs of air against his lips, becoming dumb and horny as he deepens the kiss. You whine when he pulls away, “Wanna watch daddy, baby?” You nod, tucking your head into his neck, your gaze falls down, mouth watering as you watch him stroke his dick, delicious pre-cum leaking from his tip.

Luke grunts, kissing your head. “You goin’ to help daddy cum?”

You nod, whimpering. “Daddy, please.” You grind desperately against his body, “wan’ your cum!” You huff, pouting, watching him stroke himself faster.

“You like when daddy touches himself, baby? Like watching as I pleasure myself?” Luke groans, feeling his balls tighten as he strokes over a sensitive spot. “I’m goin’ to cum, baby.”

You whine, kicking your legs slightly wanting to be let down. He squeezes the base, holding his orgasm off. “What’s wrong? Why are you bein’ a bad girl now?”

You look up at him with a pout, “want it in my mouth please, daddy.”

His arm tightens around you, quickly moving you out of the bathroom and setting you down onto the bed, even with the added height and you on your knees, he’s still so much bigger than you and you begin to throb, enjoying the size difference and the sight of his throbbing member in your face, your mouth waters and you launch forward, latching your mouth onto him.

Luke groans, hands immediately flying to your head, holding you gently as you lap up against his cock, sucking on his tip greedily while your hands come up and fondle his balls. “Fuck, gonna cum, baby! You’re such a good girl for helping daddy cum.”

You suck harder, desperate for his cream. His head falls back, grunts slipping from his mouth as his cock twitches, thick cum spurting out of his mushroom tip, shooting down your throat, overfilling your tiny mouth. Your cheeks puff out as he continues to cum, nearly choking as you hurriedly swallow every bit you can.

Luke pets your head, pulling his softening cock from your mouth, letting it sit between his meaty thighs as he peers down at you. “My good girl, I love you, baby.” He reaches under your chin, cupping it as he tilts your head up.

You grin up at him sweetly, “love you too, daddy!” You bat your lashes, “cuddles now?”

He chuckles, nodding. “Yeah, sweetheart, cuddles now.” You squeal, crawling under the covers and immediately climbing into his arms when he lies next to you, not bothered by his naked body against yours.

This was your happy place and you wouldn’t dare be anywhere else.

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

[gorgeys]

stargirl ★ queen maeve

yes i listened to stargirl interlude on repeat while writing this

and thanks to @leeharkerd for this great request!! the ending is a little rushed but i hope i did it justice

warnings: smut - cnc, groping, choking, fingering, name calling

she's been waiting all week for this: you and her lying in bed on your sides, facing each other, sharing a joint as music plays softly in the background.  the only caveat was that you were both fully clothed and over the covers.

her nails rake up and down the side of your bare thigh from your knee to the start of your cream colored sweatshorts, pushing the hem a little higher each time. you seem oblivious as you release a puff of smoke, mindlessly twirling the joint in your other hand as you continue with what you were saying.

your voice blends into the lyrics of the song as all maeve can process is your body laid out in front of her.  she can see the peaks of your nipples through your shirt and those itty bitty shorts which don't hide much at all.  she's dying for you, although your only interest seems to be getting high as a kite.

her hand strays from your thigh and travels higher, gliding along your ass under your shorts.  she can feel the absence of your panties which only eggs her on.

accustomed to her occasional groping, especially when she was high, you carry on talking as if nothing was out of the ordinary.  although you gasp a little when she squeezes and pushes up your ass.

you reach across the small gap between your bodies and raise the joint to her lips, allowing her to take a hit, before you pull it back.

her hand snakes out from under your shorts and wanders up your back instead, below your shirt, of course.  her nails scratch harder into your skin and she can tell you enjoy it from the way your shoulders relax.  but as soon as you're at ease, her hand is rounding your ribcage to your chest and suddenly kneading one of your tits, so roughly that a guttural sound falls from your lips, interrupting your sentence.

"maeve," you caution her.  you grab her upper arm, even though you know you couldn't stop her if you tried.  your chest aches in slight pain from the sheer pressure she had squeezed you with.  she only shrugs, blaming her sudden salaciousness on the weed.

"keep talking," she says absentmindedly, her eyes notably fixated on where her hand still cupped your tit.  you sigh before reluctantly obliging.

she watches through the thin fabric of your shirt as her fingers encircle your breast, occasionally applying pressure that made your breath hitch.  you only kept your lips moving because each time you paused, you were on the receiving end of her intimidating stare that made you think about the consequences and fall back in line.  she relishes in the effort you made to stay straight-faced, though she catches the furrow of your brows and twitch of your lips every time she grips and grabs you.

but you can't take it anymore when her thumb and forefinger suddenly pinch your nipple so hard that you were wailing.

"maeve!" you yelp, trying to push her hand away and get rid of the painful sting.

"stop pretending like you don't love it," she says, her hand only leaving your chest to attend to your neck.  her fingers wrap around your throat and abruptly push you onto your back.  "it's only worse for you when you fight."

you gasp before she starts restricting your airway, pressing your fingers into your skin so hard that they'll leave marks.  she only watches as she chokes you, still nonchalantly lying on her side, leaning on her elbow with her hand supporting her head.  she feels desire build up inside of her as your bottom lip falls, leaving your mouth agape.

"you're a sight for sore eyes, aren't you?" she says with a slight smile.  it's only when no air is entering your lungs and your eyes are on the verge of rolling back that she finally releases you.  she sadistically chuckles as your chest heaves, inhaling desperate breaths of air.

she grabs the wrist of your hand that's holding the joint and raises it to her lips once more.

you're still recovering from your near death experience when her fingers suddenly smack your clothed pussy, jolting your body back to life.  your brain is cloudy both from the weed and lack of oxygen, so you simply listen to your natural instincts and spread your legs wider for her.

"good girl," she says with that smug, lopsided grin of hers as her fingers slip below your waistband.  "see, i knew you loved being abused.  you're soaked." she says, her fingers gliding smoothly along your slit.  she sits up beside you, adjusting herself so she can roughly grab your jaw while she toys with your throbbing pussy.

she turns your head, forcing you too look at her as she quickly swipes her finger over your clit, leaving you mewling without even realizing it.

"you look fucked out and i've barely touched you," she says, collecting your wetness with her fingers before rubbing the slowest circles on your clit.  "does being choked turn you on that much?" she asks, her fingers sneaking toward your neck.  

she rubs her fingers over the column of your throat before her big hand encircles it.  her fingers speed up as she begins to apply pressure with both hands.

"you like that i can use you however i want?  that i can kill you?" it's only a second later that she's embarrassing you with another laugh.  "oh, you do.  i can feel you gushing on my palm." your free hand grabs tightly onto the wrist of the hand that's around your neck.  that, paired with your unwavering eye contact makes her go wild.

she can't help but push two fingers inside of you, watching as your back arches like a cat and your nails dig into her wrist.  she doesn't give you time to adjust, but pumps her fingers into you at a rough pace that urges a strangled noise out of your throat.

"you really are my slut," she says, mostly to herself, as her palm rubs perfectly against your clit, causing you to squirm uncontrollably.  she notices the tears welling up in your eyes and knows you're already embarrassingly close. "you better come before you pass out," she demands.

that incentive helps push you over the edge; your body stiffens and your throat squeaks as your cum coats her hand.  she finally releases your neck but doesn't stop fingering you, even as a tear trails down your cheek.  you whine in between labored breaths.

"sluts never cum once," she tells you without a hint of sympathy.  "they let me use them until i'm satisfied."

[viiiiiiiiiin]

Hello vix hope your doing super well!!!❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ so your latest fics had been so good ,so I was wondering if I could please request Akainu x a fem reader that short has a cute/caring personlity cares for everyone say hi also has a cute voice. Loves baking also shares ofc. Many find reader to be attvice because of reader curvs(like big breast) could you please write in a scenario where reader desides to visit akainu and brings bakde goods to him and a other way or not everyone finds out that reader is the fleet adrimals wife. Lol

Thanks so much❤❤❤❤❤

Beauty and the Beast: Akainu x Wife!Reader

Includes: Akainu , Female Reader , some marines , admirals

A / N: Hi !! I've been doing well , thanks for asking ! Akainu seems to be pretty popular lol. Along with the sweet reader concept. I did mention before that I hardly ever write for him , so I hope ove portrayed him well. I'm sorry this took so long to get out !! Enjoy !! Also , sorry it's short.

Akainu wasn't one to speak about his personal life. Rather it be because he wanted to be respected or because he wanted to protect his family. The only person that means something to him. His wife , Reader. Why would he expose her like that ? It could put her in danger and he wouldn't be able to live with himself if that happened.

You were a marine. A powerful one , might I add. A vice admiral that is stationed far from Marineford. You were needed far and wide. Your sense of justice rivaled Akainu's. It was extremely obvious that you 2 were complete opposites.

Akainu , the brute. The man who could care less who you are. He wants to eliminate all Pirates and keep the World Government's control on its people. He wasn't one to share his feelings or personal life either. He was one who had a presence that demanded respect.

And you , the sweetheart. A woman who cared for all. Someone who wanted to make sure the punishment fit the crime. Your peers respected you for how you treated others. You were always gentle to even the nastiest of criminals. The way you helped bugs out of your office while cooing quietly always made Akainu's heart flutter.

Nobody knew of the relationship between the 2 of you , but they did assume something was happening. Perhaps business , but nobody knew for sure. They weren't complaining , however. Your body was a sight to behold for all of them.

Though your personality captivated most , your body was a leading factor to the love the marines have for you. The way your uniform hugs your curves , the way you speak , the adorable tone in your voice , your beautiful eyes , etc. It drove people mad.

Today was the day that your mission was completed. You were able to go visit your husband ! Finally ! It had been a few weeks and you hadn't been able to call him on the snail. You were worried about him.

Maybe , as an apology , you could make him some baked goods ! You knew he had a secret sweet tooth , especially for the sweet delectables you make. You decided upon a Molten Chocolate Lava Cake , some Cream Puffs , and some Éclair. You knew about his secret love for chocolate , so maybe he'd like these.

You took a while to prepare these dishes in the kitchen of your ship. Every now and then , people would come by because of how tasty the pastries smelled. You would laugh off their questions and tell them you were making them for a special person. They didn't push you further on the matter. You did share some extras you made for them , however.

It took a few hours , but you did finish. By the time you had put the pastries in a large cake box , your ship had neared Marineford.

"Vice Admiral Reader ! We are near docking. We are waiting for further instruction." 2 men walked in and saluted you. You turned your attention to them and smiled softly.

"Thank you , Cadets. I appreciate it ! Please give me a moment. I'll come out as soon as I'm finished." You replied , patting their heads softly.

"Ma'am !" Their faces lit up , smiles gracing their tan faces. They turned away from your short form and walked out , closing the door behind them. You sighed contently and walked back over to finish your work.

You placed a small note card with a heart on it onto the top with a piece of tape holding it there. You turned towards the door , coat flinging behind you as you did so. You walked out of the room and smiled at your comrades.

"Plan to dock at Dock 3C , please." You gently ordered , placing your hand on the shoulder of the Helmsman. He blushed and nodded quickly.

"Yes ma'am !" You heard your crew shout. You giggled and sat on the railing. "Is there anything I can do to help ?" You asked your assistant , making his head cock in your direction.

"No , ma'am. We just need to raise the sails and drop the anchor." He turned towards the people at the sails and watched as they hurriedly rolled the sails up. You watched them tie them to the top and walk back down to the deck.

"Awesome job ! Thank you !" You patted their heads and turned to the people on the left. They turned back to you and saluted.

"The anchor has been dropped , Vice Admiral !" They shouted in unison. You nodded and laughed loudly. You moved your coat around your shoulders as you realized where you were now.

Your face lit up and you ran into the kitchen to grab your baked goods. As soon as they were settled nicely into the pit of your arm , you jumped off the ship. "Vice Admiral , are you okay ?!" You heard some of your crew shout. You turned to them and flashed them a bright smile with a thumbs up.

You ran towards the large building with the treats in your arms. You stopped at the front entrance and quickly pulled your ID out. You showed it to the transponder snail and waited until the door propped open. Once it did , you darted inside.

As you began running towards a certain office , you would stop and acknowledge the people greeting you. Because of this , it took you quite a bit longer to get to your husband. To make sure you were okay , a few marines followed behind you.

You approached the door of the Fleet Admiral and knocked. 1 short knock , 1 long knock , 2 short knocks. That was your secret knock between you and Akainu so he knew it was you.

The door opened and you were greeted to your large husband. He smiled softly and invited you in. "Hey ! I made some sweets !!" You called as you ran to his desk to place them down.

"I missed you. I haven't seen you in weeks !" You ran back up to your husband and wrapped your arms around his neck. You kissed his cheek and laughed heartily.

Unbeknownst to both of you , the marines that followed you did not close the door behind you like you assumed. When your lips locked , their jaws dropped to the floor. The sound of their gasps broke you 2 out of your loving daze.

You pushed away from him and stared at them. "How . . How long have you been standing there ?" You asked them with a shaky voice. Guilt starting piling up in your gut as you thought of your husband and his image. You knew he would be PISSED.

"Reader is gettin' it on with the FLEET ADMIRAL ?!" The tallest one shouted. It was what all 5 of them were thinking but were too scared to say. Akainu growled and glared at them , causing them to shrink. He went to speak but you stopped him.

"It's okay , hun. There's no need to hide it now." If your smile and words weren't so kind , he would've been furious. "Fine." He spoke calmly , crossing his arms over his large chest.

"We have been married for 25 years." Sakazuki spoke , turning his eyes to your shorter form. You smiled and nodded. You lifted your right hand and showed them the beautiful diamond ring on your ring finger.

"Our anniversary is tomorrow , which is why I tried to get home faster." You gave a closed eye smile and giggled softly.

"WHATTTT ?!!!" They shouted , staring at the 2 of you. How could a brute like him score a beauty like you ? They didn't understand but they didn't say anything.

"Ohhh ? ~ Is this a baadd time ? ~" Called a voice from behind the men. The man was none other than the light Admiral himself , Kizaru. The younger marines turned in horror and nearly shrieked.

"Quite , Borsalino." Akainu snapped , narrowing his eyes at the yellow suited man. He just laughed and turned his head. "Didn't know you scored someone likeee Reader. ~ Good for youu . . ~" He spoke as he walked away from the group.

The marines turned back to the 2 of you and nervously laughed. "So uhm . . You aren't . . Single ?" One of his friends slapped the shit out of his head. You laughed and fell onto the ground.

Akainu's face turned red from frustration and he stomped over to the marines. "Get. Out." He spoke harshly , causing the smaller men to squeal and run away from the door.

"Aww , Hun. Don't worry too much. I'm sure they won't bother you about it."

The news literally got out the next day.

[mirpuzzle]

I've been really curious about this, who are your top ten Yu-Gi-Oh characters?

Hello! 🌷 Usually, I only have a few favorites. So, aside from the first three, the rest is constantly changing. I'll try to put them in order (all under the cut).

♡. 10 ── Carly Nagisa (5Ds)

What's not to love about her? She's funny, pretty, and a complete mess of a person. She gets in all sorts of trouble, all because she's trying to make a living. I like it when she gets screen time.

♡. 9 ── Noa Kaiba (DM)

He was my favorite as a kid, so I still have a special place in my heart for him. His story made me cry. He did not deserve that. He only wanted others to understand him. You're valid, Noa.

♡. 8 ── Yusei Fudo (5Ds)

It's rare for me to favor a protagonist. That's how you know he's good. This man is a blessing to Yugioh. He has a natural charisma that's impossible to ignore. He's perfect.

♡. 7 ── Bandit Keith (DM)

...I think. I have mixed feelings toward him. I don't even know why he's on this list. I keep going to him in games where Kotsuzuka is not there. So, that must mean I like him, right? I'm confused.

Cross Duel showed me he can be really nice to you if you help him win. I appreciate how he helps other duelists fortify their decks, using the themes they originally had instead of giving them a completely new deck. He cares.

While there's no excuse for what he did to Kotsuzuka and the boys, the fact that, behind that 'bad guy' front, there's a sad, broken man makes me feel bad for him. He deserves to heal.

♡. 6 ── Ryou Bakura (DM)

The anime doesn't do him justice. The more I learn about him through other fans and Duel Links, the more I like him. He's a precious cream puff who likes spooky stuff and is treated terribly by almost everyone. He deserves better (friends).

♡. 5 ── Divine (5Ds)

This man is terrible in every way, and that's the point. I hate that his character was designed to be hated. He gets no backstory, no redemption arc, no nothing. He's just there to be blamed for every bad thing that's ever happened. I pity him. He's the worst. I love this guy.

♡. 4 ── Thief King Bakura (DM)

PLEASE give this guy a break. He has gone through enough. The way he pulled himself back up after all that tragedy is impressive. Imagine how one skillful Thief became a Pharaoh's major threat. A Thief who brings up important moral questions that society seems to ignore (deliberately). He deserves to be heard.

♡. 3 ── Kiyoshi Takaido & Satake (DM)

They share third place because I can't have one without the other. I automatically started loving them because they're close friends with Kotsuzuka. I like that they care about him. These guys have so much potential to explore, and it's a shame we see so little of them.

They're not 'Keith's lackeys'. They're duelists in their own right. They have ambitions and aspirations. They just didn't get to be in the spotlight.

♡. 2 ── Yami Bakura (DM)

Sometimes switches places with Takaido and Satake but usually stays in second place. He's wickedly perfect. From his gorgeous design to how he pretends everything is part of his plan, even though he's literally dissipating into nothingness. He has the nerve to make empty threats that he never carries out. And I love him for that. No one can deny that he looks cool when he shows how evil™️ he is.

There's something beautiful about this ancient evil spirit dedicating his existence to fulfill his objective - all while showing us that he can enjoy normal human activities, like playing games. The complexity of his character captivates me. You can study him for hours, and it will still take you a while to figure him out due to his confusing lore. I like reading what other fans have to say about him.

The way he makes others suffer causes me to have mixed feelings. Sure, I love angst. I just wish there were some feelings involved.

Seeing him make enemies with almost everyone he crosses paths with makes me think he wants to keep everyone away, and that's sad. I want him to care about someone other than himself. I want someone to care about him.

♡. 1 ── Ghost Kotsuzuka (DM)

Yes, that one guy who's known for using Zombie-Type monsters. That short, spooky 15-year-old who walks around hunched over pretending to be a ghost, not realizing he's too cute to be scary. That naive boy who trusted the wrong person and then was unlucky enough to cross paths with the main antagonist. He's my favorite.

I love him. The way his eyes light up when he talks about the things he likes is adorable. I could listen to him gush about ghosts for hours.

His character tends to be frustratingly misinterpreted and overlooked. It's sad that some people think of him as nothing more than collateral damage to Yami Bakura's 'mischief'. He deserves better than that.

When you see past his 'side antagonist' role, you realize he's a precious little guy who's trying his best. Behind that ghostly, mischievous smile, there's a lost youth looking for guidance from a 'big bro' figure he can look up to, whether he realizes this or not.

Despite the differences in his characterization between the manga, anime, and games, one thing remains consistent. He grows into someone who wants to prove he can duel by himself.

But what does he get? Nothing but pain. Betrayed, deceived, ending up dead or lost in the darkness, condemned in almost every canon, with only his sentient Duel Links data to remember him by.

He only wanted to duel.

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I'll stop here. Otherwise, I'll be talking about Kotsuzuka for hours. Thank you so much for the ask! ♡ Sorry that it took a while. I was struggling to organize what I wanted to say for some of the characters, and I wanted to add some art :3

Keep in mind that I've only seen Duel Monsters and the first half of 5Ds, so there are many characters I don't know yet.

[ruanais]

-> ☆—I LOVE YOU-! (please confess to me first)

☆—RECIPE : who heard of the Archon of Fontaine being lovestruck? How absurd! Unfortunately, this is the case! So she must make you, her dear friend fall for her first and be the one to confess!

☆—FROSTING: gn reader, furina and reader being flustered, baker! Reader, tons and loads of fluffy fluff (I’m spoiling myself ٩( ᐛ )و struggling to not make this angst ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡) 2nd pov btw!! reader is implied having a crush on Furina, furina’s lovestruck <3

“I HOPE these are to your liking, Furina!” You said, holding out a tray filled with slices of cake, macaroons, cream puffs, coffee, pudding, and a cup of tea.

“whoa! You made them all by yourself?” A shining Furina clasped her hands together. Getting up from her chair and walking to where you are, pulling your arm to a small table, purely reserved for visitors to sit and chat.

“Ahaha, I got mademoiselle Navia’s help, so she took part as well!” You laughed, setting the tray and then taking a sit. “There’s soo much today!” She exclaimed, obviously excited to dig in.

“Come on, hurry! Pour me some tea!” “Yes, yes.” You nodded your head and reached for the teapot, not noticing Furina staring at you adoringly, a slight tint of red on her face.

Oh! How can she, the magnificent God of Justice, the Archon of Fontaine ever confess? Of course she won’t! She’ll make you fall for her instead! And you’ll be the one to confess first! To save her pride, of course.

“Furina? Hello?” Your voice snapped her out of her daze, instantly sitting back up straight again and accepted the cup of tea you offered to her.

“daydreaming again huh?” You chuckled. “You’ll need to stop doing that all the time y’know?” As you hit her on the head lightly as you could but still earned a “ow!” From her.

As she munched on her cake, you poured yourself another cup of tea and cut a slice of cake.

it was quite the funny sight. The God of Justice blushing huffing while inhaling her cake and you eating your cake normally while beaming at Furina.

After you finished your cake, you rested your head on her hand and this time, you were the one to stare.

“hey! [name], are you that shameless? staring at my heavenly beauty arent you?”

Furina smirked as you smiled slightly before agreeing. And while in her stupefied state, you leaned forward and used a napkin to wipe off the frosting on her cheeks, not realising you two were very, very, very close.

Only after you finished wiping away the frosting, did you realise the close distance between you two.

“a-ah. Furina-“

“Mademoiselle Furina! I have urgent news…” a courier trailed off, seeing the intimacy between you two and totally getting the wrong idea.

“This is not what is looks like-“ you rushed to explain but unfortunately (fortunately) our dear Furina saw the chance to make you flustered, cut you off.

“-this is exactly! What it looks like!” She announced, a gleam in her eyes as you stared at her dumbfounded. “…huh?”

ah yes, but let’s not forget about the courier. Standing there confused, he got the message that his Archon wanted to send and hurriedly apologised and slammed the door shut. Leaving you bright red and flustered and Furina proud and her ego once more filled to the brim.

that is, before she realised how fucking cringe that was. ‘Ahhhhhh!! How could I ever say that?!?!?! What would [name] think of me now???” Butterflies irrupting in her stomach and a red face to match, safe to say. She felt like a utter fool.

after staying in that position like statues, (and idiots) the two of you returned back to your normal state (almost. Since the embarrassment was too much-)

ehehe..let’s skip to the next day shall we, dear reader?

you were on a walk, admiring the pretty flowers and trees that grew as yesterday’s past events kept replaying in your mind.

”ehh…it was probably nothing right? Furina wouldn’t say things like that. Yeah. It’s probably a joke..totally..mhm. Mhm. You’re totally overthinking this shit.” You muttered, thoughts racing in your mind until you heard some ladies gossip.

“Did you hear? Lady Furina is with MX. [name]!” “Huh? When did you hear this?” “Just a few hours ago! Apparently a courier walked in them having a moment.” “Ahhhh! How embarrassing!” “I’d say that the courier was more embarrassed…”

Okay. You did not. Expect this at all. Rumours…really do get around quickly huh?

You sighed, a tinest hint of a smile appeared on your lips. You…actually didn’t really mind the rumours. A warm feeling in your chest spread as you headed towards home ready to make pastries again.

you’ll tell her when you get the chance.

Rua’s extra notes: yes, yes! So in the end, Furina got what she wanted!! Reader ends up confessing first :D

Reblogs are appreciated!! @ruanais2023 do not repost, translate without permission

[houserosaire]

Baron Silvaineaux de Rosaire

—𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔

Name: Silvaineaux Elouan Valère de Rosaire Nicknames: Silvain Age: 29 Summers Nameday: 17th Sun of the Fourth Astral Moon Race: Ishgardian Elezen Gender: Cis Male. Orientation: Homosexual Profession: Baron, Knight-Captain, Captain at Priarch Enterprises.

—𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒔

Hair: Jet black, hip length. Eyes: The right is golden, the left sapphire blue. Skin: Golden brown Tattoos/scars: The most visible ones are the one on his right cheek and the small day to day scars on his hands. Under armor and clothing he wears the numerous heavy marks of a life spent in combat. Armor and clothing also hide a tattoo in black ink in the shape of a striking hawk on his right shoulder and in blue and white on the left side of his chest the design of a droplet breaking free of a wave.

—𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚

Parents: Baron Severin and Baroness Athenais de Rosaire (both deceased) Siblings: Older brother Seraphin de Rosaire (deceased*), Older sister Felicienne de Beauchene, and adopted brother Honore. Grandparents: Paternal: Baron Ghyslain and Baroness Mailys de Rosaire (both deceased) Maternal: Baron Évrard de Solepine and Baroness Geneviève de Solepine (both deceased) In-laws and Other: Numerous cousins and cousins by marriage as are typical of large old noble houses. Notable still living close relations include: A great Uncle: Ser Judicael de Rosaire, A Paternal Aunt: Dowager Viscountess Kasmae Sanguemont. Cousin once removed: Ser Gaheriet de Rosaire. Maternal first cousin: Baron Vaelanys de Solepine. Brother-in-law: Baron Gratien de Beauchene. Pets: Tempête, a hunting hawk as well as several other birds of prey.

—𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔

Abilities: Silvaineaux is extremely skilled in sword and shield combat, both mounted and unmounted. He is proficient with the jousting lance and passably versed in spear fighting. He is competent with a bow. He is also extensively schooled in military tactics and the commanding of men, since he was raised to serve as an officer. His family has raised and trained chocobos for some five centuries and he is very good at understanding and handling birds. From his mother's family he inherited the peculiar aethersight that comes with his odd hued eyes, as a side effect of this he can see ghosts, though he does not have any particular skills with the dead beyond this ability to perceive them.

—𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔

Most Positive Trait: A strong sense of justice and a very fixed moral compass. Most Negative Trait: Stubborn and self-sacrificing.

—𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔

Colors: Blue, black, gold. Smells: Sandalwood, leather, whiskey, oranges, clean straw. Textures: Metal, fur, leather, polished wood. Drinks: Whiskey, Ishgardian tea, Thavnairian chai.

—𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔

Smokes: Never. Smoke aggravates his lungs and makes him cough. Drinks: Excessively. Mostly whiskey. Drugs: Never. Mount Issuance: Silvaineaux's beloved Joyeux was bred out of his family's own stables. He chose the birds for the cross and sat with the egg while it hatched. He trained Joyeux for combat himself and counts him as one of his most loyal and dependable friends and comrades. (Joyeux is short for his full pedigreed name which means Joyous in Battle.) Been Arrested: No. Tagged by: @shroudkeeper Thank you so very much! Tagging: @bookbornexiv @dawning-star @thedarknesssings @blisteringstar @roses-and-grimoires @iron-roots @reddevil-xiv @liminal-storage @gorgagne-viperidae @tea-and-conspiracy @punches-and-cream-puffs @hiraethwyl @mimble-sparklepudding @avampyone and whoever else would like to do it and blame me. (please do tag, I would love to see)

[suguwu]

having a little pâtisserie tucked away in a little corner in the court of fontaine. it's a bit of a hidden gem, or so you like to think, with a small batch of loyal customers that help keep the doors open.

including the chief justice neuvillette.

he comes in semi-regularly, always polite to a fault, always kind in a way his stern expression belies. he lets you chatter at him about your new palmiers or petit fours as he browses. he never leaves empty handed, carrying out a big box of pastries decorated in cobwebs of spun sugar that glisten in the sunlight or a garden of buttercream roses.

it's somewhat endearing, his sweet tooth, and you never tire of the slight curve of his smile as he surveys your offerings, his violet-blue eyes flicking up to meet your gaze as you hurry to show him the newest treat you've come up with.

it takes months to find out he doesn't have a sweet tooth at all.

it's one of the melusines who tells you. she's licking her lips clean of a cream puff when she says that he's never eaten a single thing he's bought from you. he gives them away instead.

she blinks at you when you ask why he comes himself, when he could have someone run such an errand for him. it just takes that little flutter of lashes to put what you haven't dared think together.

he's been coming to see you.

[rosejigglypuff76]

Cookie Run Kimura AU - Major Arcana Cards

This is something I've written down slightly over a month ago, with the intention of drawing some Cookie Run Tarot Card Fanart! 🃏

Since there was a lot of things in my mind (ranging from other art ideas popping to currently ongoing writers block) I wasn't exactly able to find the time to draw. 😅

Herb Kimura is the only one I drew a Cookie Run Tarot Card for, with him representing the Sun Arcana. But I still have the idea to draw the other cards soon! 🪴

Out of all the tarot cards, I only plan to draw some for each of the Major Arcana Cards. Since they're the most well-known, and I also didn't want to think so much for the other cards in the deck. 🎀

There's also multiple cookies listed on most of them. However I plan to narrow it down to drawing 1-2 cookies (separate art when it comes to the latter) 🌱

With that in mind, here's the list of Major Arcana Cards: 🎀

Arcana Card 0 - Fool *Sparkling Isui *Rockstar Maizono *Devil Koizumi  *Angel Saionji (True Arcana, Reverse) 

Arcana Card I - Magician *Cherry Blossom Futaba *Pomegranate Sunako *Cream Unicorn Akemi *Chiffon

Arcana Card II - Priestess *Cream Puff Amai *Cherry Ball Futaba *Faded Pearl Mitarai

Arcana Card III - Empress *Baguette Amai *Latte Hagimoto *Sugar Swan Estrada

Arcana Card IV - Emperor *Purple Yam Yaku *Ananas Dragon Manila *Millennial Tree Varian

Arcana Card V - Hierophant *Earl Grey Isui *Almond Goro *Cappuccino Hagimoto

Arcana Card VI - Lovers *Sea Fairy Kimura *Moonlight Nightlight

Arcana Card VII - Chariot *Red Velvet Mochi *Lime Saionji *Mint Choco Viola

Arcana Card VIII - Strength *Knight Majora *Milk Kido *Bumbleberry Niijima *Hollyberry Mistletoe

Arcana Card IX - Hermit *Pure Vanilla Uchiha *White Lily Hayashi *Clover Hayashi

Arcana Card X - Fortune *Walnut Goro

Arcana Card XI - Justice *Cream Soda Mitarai *Crimson Coral Mitarai *Stardust Nightlight

Arcana Card XII - Hanged Man *Dark Cacao Watanabe *Clotted Cream Alexandra Mary *Roguefort Isui *Vampire Endomoto *Cherry Bomb Futaba

Arcana Card XIII - Death *Black Iris Hayashi *Licorice Chandler (Reverse) *Custard Fujisaki III

Arcana Card XIV - Temperance *Oyster Midnight *Captain Caviar Columbus *Pancake Ikue

Arcana Card XV - Devil *Alchemist Endomoto (Forced) *Pastry Purge (False) *Angel Saionji (Cover-Up) *Reverend Mother

Arcana Card XVI - Tower *Strawberry Crepe Alfonso *Pitaya Dragon Suzaku *Golden Cheese Owari

Arcana Card XVII - The Star *Mochi Bunny McNamara (OC)

Arcana Card XVIII - The Moon *Dark Choco Watanabe (Initial Arcana)

Arcana Card XIX - The Sun *Herb Kimura (Initial Arcana)

Arcana Card XX - Judgement *Mango Estrada

Arcana Card XXI - World *Herb Kimura (Evolved Arcana) *Dark Choco Watanabe (Evolved Arcana)

[justicerikai]

Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #90 Going home

Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.

Let me know if I missed something!

Nakagami: Hngh….

(Nakagami laying down on what looks to be an operating table of some kind.)

Nakagami: Hm? Eh? Huh? What’s this

Nakagami: Ito-kun?

Nakagami: Ito-kun

Fumiya: ….Hm?

Nakagami: Why are you eating a petit cream puff.  

Fumiya: ‘Cuz there were some

Nakagami: There were? I see. So what’s the meaning of this then.

Fumiya: What this all is, well, it is as it is.

Nakagami: Don’t tell me the one who was deceived… was me?

Fumiya: Yea

Nakagami: EEEH!?

(Nakagami resisting)

Fumiya: I took advantage of your wicked ways. It was no easy feat to get all of them onboard, y’know

Fumiya: So thought throwing em’ out there to get captured would speed things up.

Fumiya: Thanks to that, we were able to smoothly infiltrate without any kind of big trouble in our way.

Terra: AS IF!?

Fumiya: Eh?

Sarukawa: You fucker didn’t mention we’d get attacked!

Amahiko: You’re the only one in a favorable position

Iori: How awful! Heartless!

Ohse: For a piece of shit it’s fine, but why did you get everyone else involved?

Ohse: I will kill you, got it?

Rikai: I hate handcuffs, please get these off at once!

(The six of them complaining)

Fumiya: Enough with complaining. I’ll have you know it was tough for me too.

Rikai: What was. Our performance was perfect, was it not.

Fumiya: Morals!

Rikai: Eh?

Fumiya: Don’t just casually mention the name of your former pet sparrow while you were at your wit’s end.

Fumiya: It made me laugh really hard

(Flashback to track #44)

Rikai: Ah, I had a Java sparrow for a while once.

Sarukawa: And it’s name

Rikai: Morals

Everyone: MORALS!

Iori: Morals for a bird!

Terra: Morals for a Java sparrow!?

(Flashback end)

Terra, Iori, Sarukawa, Amahiko: AHAHAHAHA!!

Iori: It’s true that was pretty crazy

Amahiko: All I could think of was a sparrow

Sarukawa: I was on edge waitin’ for him to drop justice too

Terra, Iori, Sarukawa, Amahiko: AHAHAHAHA!!!!

(Rikai getting red in the face)

Rikai: SO WHAT!? MORALS IS A WONDERFUL NAME!?

Ohse: Rikai-san, you didn’t do anything wrong.

Rikai: That’s exactly right, Ohse-kun!

(Ohse tries to hold back his laughter)

Rikai: ah, he’s laughing.

(Nakagami still trashing around)

Nakagami: Anyone! Guards! Yanagi-kun! Heeeeeey!!!

Fumiya: It’s no use, help won’t be coming

Nakagami: !? Wha-!  What did you do…!

Fumiya: This and that and this.

Nakagami: This and that!?

Iori: Fumiya-san, did the slave goods properly serve their part?

Fumiya: Right on the money

Iori: I’m glad~

Terra & Amahiko: What did he do. 

Nakagami: Unbelievable…! To think your interests would align with friends and not money…!

Nakagami: No, not friends. You said there was no emotional tie.

Nakagami: Yet, at the same time, you hold them dear in such a way.

Nakagami: Just which part of you is the real you!

Fumiya: Both are me.

Nakagami: Ito Fumiya! What are they to you!

Fumiya: …….

Fumiya: Gimme the key for the handcuffs. I’m gonna set them free.

Nakagami: …Eh, but what kind of people are they to y-

Fumiya: As if I know, idiot. Just gimme. Otherwise I’ll do it, ‘kay?

Amahiko: He’ll do it?

Rikai: What does he mean?

Terra: Scary…

Iori: His real self jumped out

(Nakagami clinging onto Fumiya’s arm) 

Nakagami: Wait, Ito-kun…! Reconsider this…!

(Nakagami being shaken off)

Nakagami: Why! Such magnificent power ought to be put to good use!

Nakagami: It won’t be long until society condemns you all again!

Nakagami: You can’t get by on prayers alone!

Nakagami: Do you all not understand!

(Nakagami writhing on the table)

Nakagami: Damnit! Even after finally getting that one hundred million yen ready!

(Fumiya stops walking)

Fumiya: Hm?

Fumiya: One hundred million? 

The six of them: Huh? / What now? / Oi / Fumiya-san? / Fumiya-san!

(Fumiya walks back)

The six of them: HEY HEY HEY! / WAIT, FUMIYA-SAN?! / DON’T GO BACK! OI! / ITO FUMIYA! / THE KEY! LEAVE THE KEY!

Fumiya: Eh, you got like one hundred mil cash ready?

Nakagami: Yes, it’s the least I can do.

Fumiya: You’re lying, that kinda money is impossible

Nakagami: Despite everything I am still a man of the government. Go open up that suitcase over there.

(Sound of suitcase opening)

Fumiya: Waaah~! One hundred mil~~!

The six of them:  HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY

Fumiya: Sure wasn’t expecting one hundred mil… What to do…

Fumiya: Guys, what d’ya think I should do here?

The six of them: DON’T ASK US!

Fumiya: I’m like… really really shaken right now.

The six of them: DON’T BE!

(Wowowowo~)

Ohse: Eh, something popped up

The Devil: Oi Fumiya

Rikai: It’s the devil within him!

The Devil: Cash that one hundred millie in, who cares ‘bout the rest 

The six of them: Shuddup devil! How dare you say that! Stay outta it! 

(Wowowowo~)

Angel: Listen, Fumiya dear

Iori: There’s an angel now!

Terra: So there is one

Angel: Only fools are tempted by money. Meanwhile, friends are priceless.

Angel: Hurry and go help them. 

The six of them: Thank you angel from the heavens above! I love you! Righteousness is glorious! Nicely said! 

(Wowowowo~)

Fumiya: Hmmmm….

Fumiya: ….

Fumiya: I want the one hundred mil

(Doors closing)

Sarukawa: SO IT WAS YOUR CHOICE IN THE END ANYWAY!!

(The six of them being furious)

Nakagami: As expected from Charisma. To think the tables would get turned at such a time.

Nakagami: Thank you, Ito-kun

Fumiya: I’m the one that should be grateful, Sensei

Fumiya: I opened my eyes thanks to you. Cheers to the one hundred mil.

Nakagami: I look forward to having you.

Fumiya: No, no, I’m in your debt.

Nakagami: There’s more than enough money too, since we have taxes pouring in.

Fumiya: How wonderful.

Nakagami: I’m thinking of goods too.

Fumiya: So, royalties then

Nakgami: Yes, we’ll discuss that hereafter 

Fumiya: Ah, Sensei, ‘scuse me for a sec

Nakagami: Sure

(Fumiya turning to the other six who are causing a scene)

Fumiya: Shuddup! Not a word from you beggars! 

The six of them: Eeeeeh~...

Fumiya: What’s not good about prioritizing money. Besides, I got tired of being with you guys.

Fumiya: I learned my lesson from living together. It’s tough, drains all my energy

Fumiya: My patience reached its limit, y’know

The six of them: ……….

(They all take a deep breath)

The six of them: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!?

The six of them: WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!!!!!

Fumiya: Heeey, don’t grab me

(They all attack Fumiya, the meter starts beeping)

Nakagami: !? T-this is…!

(All the handcuffs fall off one by one)

Nakagami: EEH!? The handcuffs are-!

(Sound of explosion, the seven of them keep wrecking havoc)

Nakagami: GWAAAAH! MY LABORATORYYYYYYY!!!!!

Nakagami: STOP IT YOU CHARISMAS! WHY NOT GET ALONG!? FIGHTING IS BAD! YOU GUYS!!!

Fumiya: “Enough with all the running, let’s go to war.”

Fumiya: “We’re going home, to that house.”

Fumiya: “Our beloved home where we belong.”

Rikai: Charisma Charge: Complete

(Torahime leaping in)

Torahime: SE-SENSEEEEI!

Nakagami: WUOAAAUGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

Fumiya: “We’ve been patient all this time…”

Fumiya: “Fufu, let’s wreck havoc with all we have.”

Rap Battle Break

[artidoesthings]

THE GREAT FAVE CHARACTER FIGHT OF 2023

[CHARACTERS INVOLVED]

Luke Triton (Professor Layton)

Emmy Altava (Professor Layton)

Flora Reinhold (Professor Layton)

Jean Descole (Professor Layton)

Pit (Kid Icarus Uprising)

Hades (Kid Icarus Uprising)

Dusa (Hades Game)

Agent 4 (Splatoon)

Agent 8 (Splatoon)

Kirby (Kirby)

Bandanna Waddle Dee (Kirby)

Meta Knight (Kirby)

King Dedede (Kirby)

Taranza (Kirby)

Magolor (Kirby)

Link (LoZ)

Zelda (LoZ)

Mipha (LoZ)

Sidon (LoZ)

Daruk (LoZ)

Cream Puff Cookie (Cookie Run)

Madeleine Cookie (Cookie Run)

Gingerbrave (Cookie Run)

Milk Cookie (Cookie Run)

Pitaya Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run)

Razor (Genshin Impact)

Xianling (Genshin Impact)

Molly Blyndeff (Epithet Erased)

Luz Noceda (The Owl House)

Hunter (The Owl House)

Willow Park (The Owl House)

Amity Blight (The Owl House)

Natsu Dragneel (Fairy Tail)

Lucy Heartfilia (Fairy Tail)

Erza Scarlet (Fairy Tail)

Wendy Marvell (Fairy Tail)

Happy (Fairy Tail)

Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Alphonse Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Winry Rockbell (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Jade Harley (Homestuck)

Nepeta Leijon (Homestuck)

Peridot (Steven Universe)

Amethyst (Steven Universe)

Undyne (Undertale)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Alphys (Undertale)

Ralsei (Deltarune)

Noelle Holiday (Deltarune)

Apollo Justice (Ace Attorney)

Trucy Wright (Ace Attorney)

Athena Cykes (Ace Attorney)

Ryunosuke Naruhodo (Ace Attorney)

Susato Mikotoba (Ace Attorney)

Herlock Sholmes (Ace Attorney)

Iris Wilson (Ace Attorney)

Codsworth (Fallout 4)

Nick Valentine (Fallout 4)

[marigoldispeculiar]

Last Line Tag

Many thanks to @writingpotato07 for tagging me today!

This is the last bit of lead up to what I'm expecting to be a pretty important conversation between the characters:

August could now clearly see Galen’s sense of justice at work, and it intimidated him. It was impossible to forget that this very same conviction had led the charming princess to kill before. He squeezed the cream into another puff and casually asked, “Does anything need to be done?” When he didn’t get a reply, August looked up. Galen was staring at him. “What do you mean, ‘does anything need to be done’?” the man asked. He seemed genuinely confused by August’s question.

I want to take my time writing the rest, because I think it's going to be hard to hit the right tone.

But regardless, having them bake an elabourate cake during an emotionally charged scene was an excellent decision on my part.

I'm no-pressure tagging @howsweetthewords, @elijahrichardwrites, and @worldstogetlostin!

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