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hey i made The Falin Shirt™ embroidery style 💀
#dunmeshi#dungeon meshi#falin dungeon meshi#2 weeks and pure adrenaline fueled desire#a labor of love if u will#also IGNORE my linty ass shirt lol
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Kafka Hibino
Kafka Hibino.... with visible salt and pepper side burns.
Kafka Hibino.... wearing glasses and has salt and pepper side burns.
Kafka HIbino.... in that black turtleneck and a dark brown leather jacket and also wearing glasses and has salt and pepper side burns.
Kafka Hibino.... wearing that outfit and is an Animal Biology Professor in an College Au.
Kafka Hibino..... asking out Hoshina who is an Advanced Mathematics Professor working at the same college, to have an after-work drink with him.
Slightly DRUNK Kafka Hibino... becoming very forward with an also slightly drunk Hoshina
Slightly Drunk Hoshina... immediately matching Kafka's freak tenfold and Kafka is very much fine with this.
#My Brain: Ohhh! What if we also make it a Yakuza AU and Kafka has tattoos and is an-#Me: *Slaps my brain and watches it jiggle like a domed jello cake* NO! No no no no no NO!!!#Me: *To my brain* YOU HAVE SIX FANFICS TO FINISH!#THREE Kn8 FICS : TWO OF WHICH ARE NOW MULTI-CHAPTERED!#TWO RONTOTO FICS: ONE OF WHICH YOU HAVE STARTED!#AND A MDUD FIC THAT YOU STARTED AND HAVE HAD THE ENDING PLANNED OUT FOR OVER TWO MONTHS NOW#THAT YOU HAVEN'T WRITTEN IT BECAUSE YOU CAN'T BE PATIENT ENOUGH TO FIGURE OUT THE MIDDLE!#My Brain: *sobs* Bu-But *Sniffs* I wanna write about Isao being a Yakuza Director General...#Me: . . .#Me: *Puts Brain in an industrial juicer in an attempt to make it behave*#with that out of the way#Professor Kafka (Trying) to act like a sorta beast-like dom Seme archetype toward Hoshina ( it kinda works)#Only for Hoshina to Unleash The Crazy#And Kafka just switches gears and (happily) accepts his new position as the bottom.#If I make it through the ones above#I MIGHT; MIGHT! make a short story about Ex-yakuza Professor Kafka and his budding relationship with fellow professor Hoshina#really just the idea of Suped Up Kafka and some of his Kaiju feats-#being translated to a more normal version of Kafka and just chalking up some insane shit to Yakuza training and adrenaline#like he' still goofy and shit- just recontextualized into a crouching dumbass/ hidden BADASS.#is what's fueling the desire to keep this in my backlogs for a later date#LEGIT: I ALREADY have a scene (In my head) where he flips a VAN onto its side#But then BRUSHES OFF A HEAD WOUND THREE MINUTES LATER#AND LATER GETS STABBED AND IS MORE OR LESS FINE#TWO WHOLE SCENES WHERE HES SURROUNDED BY- LIKE- TEN GUYS! KNOCKS ALL ASSES FLAT!!!!#WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??!?!?!?!?!!?#kaiju no. 8#kafka hibino#soshiro hoshina#kafhoshi#kn8
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(Inspired by I bought some deathwish coffee)
#Simon snow#carry on#going off sounds so much like my sensory meltdowns yknow#and that scene in ws where they’re kissing in front of the car#and Baz is wondering if Simon can only feel Good when they’re pumped full of adrenaline#fun fact i have a massive appetite for specifically carbs when I don’t take my meds#bread and butter and sugar and FAST BURNING FUEL AND DOPAMINE#(me in front of the Pepe Silvia string board but the top just says SIMON HAS ADHD
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Max is so mature and level headed while Lando is very immature and petulant. How are there only 2 years between them?!?!
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correct me if i'm wrong but like...the whole angle of "wukong felt there wasn't a choice when it came to killing Macaque" is kinda offsetting to me?? Like am I missing something?
to not have a choice....Wukong would have to feel as if he's backed into a corner and there's no other way to solve this. But Wukong is also a tenfold immortal being, so it wasn't and couldn't have been because he felt threatened and feared for his life -- that's deadass not possible with his body composition and all the immortality AND invincibility he has going on.
another option would be if Wukong was forced to kill by the Jade Emperor or other divine beings or even the circlet, but we don't know that, so I'm really perplexed as to where this take is coming from.
The only way...I can see is like, Macaque was a genuine threat and Wukong recognized that there was no stopping him (which is kinda what sounds like what happened in S5 but again, we don't know) but, at that stage in the journey, Wukong wouldn't kill?? He'd try every other option, and this monkey knows how to summon golden chains to restrain someone, like??
Macaque could've possibly given him an ultimatum? But again, Wukong knows ways to apprehend a demon without killing them.
There is SO MUCH about the Macaque/Wukong fight we don't know. We don't know if Wukong was forced. We don't know who else was there. Technically, we don't know when, exactly, it happened in the journey, which makes a big difference. We just know that it happened and it traumatized them both.
So, unless I am missing some insider information, I don't understand this. We know fuck all about this fight, and the longer I stay in this fandom, they more I'm seeing people treat their headcanons as fact and parade them around like they actually happened when that's not the way things work.
But people are assuming things now and saying it's true...and it's just awkward because they're inferring a lot about what happened, and it's just puzzling. We can talk all day long and put clues together and think up theories, but if it's not portrayed in the show, it's not canon.
Unless Wukong was possessed or controlled or made to do it by some divine being, then it makes sense, but otherwise?? I'm just 🧍♀️
#i'm so fucking confused#and not to bring it back to constellations but to bring it back to constellations#this is why i went with the (admittedly hollow) choice of it being fueled by betrayal and the adrenaline of fighting#for two monkeys who often sparred and fought and all that#and i'm talking about canon here!! for once!!! i'm talking about canon#and i'm looking back through the episodes. there's already not many with Macaque and I JUST???#AND based on how Macaque is STILL trying to help wukong and sacrificed himself to save him#Macaque is down bad and is a simp#this mofo did not have an ultimatum.#like i just feel so confused i'm so gone
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Nyx, my beloved - I am here to share some more thots regarding assassin choso x reader. (ps. I love, love, love a black turtleneck on a man so let's go with that and also, I pictured the yakuza boss being sukuna too!!)
choso starts second guessing if he should continue his work with sukuna. the man is one of the most violent, deranged criminal lords in the country but choso has been nothing but loyal towards him. he's been in this game since he was nineteen years old, trading his life into protect his younger brother, itadori, who ran with the wrong crowd.
itadori's mistake costed choso his freedom. all he's ever done is sacrifice but if it meant protecting his loved ones then he had no qualms. but now, with you in the picture, he can't but think if this life makes sense to him anymore.
I picture him standing in sukuna's office, his mind wandering to other places. maybe he can just work as a waiter, or bartender until he can figure out what kind of career he can build. he'll take any honest work at this point, as long as it means coming home to you with no shadows following behind.
the two of you can simply build a life together. maybe even have some kids. his throat tightens. he would love to see you as a mom. he saw you interacting with your friend's toddler recently and it nearly drove him wild. but it's not something you've both discussed yet and he won't push anything that you don't want either - but the possibility makes his heart flutter.
just wondering how a life with you can foster and grow.
he loses himself for a moment while speaking to sukuna, and his boss notices.
"choso" the man sternly calls out, snapping his attention back into place. "something on your mind?"
choso shakes his head, "no, sir.."
sukuna furrows his brows, his index finger tapping lightly against the surface of his wooden desk. "you've been distracted as of late. you know I don't like repeating myself."
choso straightens his back, two hands slipping into the pockets of his charcoal slacks. "I apologize," he expresses regretfully, "it won't happen again."
but he can't stop thinking of you even after sukuna repeats his assignment. can't stop picturing you in a white dress at the alter as he steps out of his office. can't stop thinking about how your honeymoon would be as he hops on his motorcycle to track his next target.
all the while sukuna sits at his desk, moves to open one of the drawers before sifting through the cabinet. he pulls out a file, flips through the stack of documents and photographs. he pulls out one where you're sitting right across from choso, the two of you at a coffee shop. his arm is draped over your shoulder, your cheek resting comfortably on his shoulder.
there are only a handful of people who sukuna trusts, and choso is one of them. he didn't join sukuna's gang on his own accord, but he turned out to be an exceptional asset. the king of the underworld narrows his eyes at the sight of your pretty face.
he can't have anyone coming in between his deadliest weapon. your lover is bound to sukuna for life, and he won't let choso go that easily.
FIRST OF ALL WHAT A BLESSING IN MY INBOX ugh i love him i love him I LOVE HIMMMM
also cannot forget that i love YOU too bb <3 <3 ok more under the cut heh...
!! dark content ahead !!
was i picturing toji as the kidnapper that disappears? no not at all why would i do that i would never....
cw: murder (you literally watch choso kill some guys lol), reader is kidnapped, BLOOD, reader wears a skirt, mentions of rough handling
Your struggle against your restraints as you come to. You're not dead, that's good. In fact, you don't feel any serious pain, maybe some bruising from rough handling but nothing major. You take in a deep breath. The air is cold, a little musty. You're blindfolded, sat in some cheap metal chair.
"Awake, sweetheart?" A man's voice bounced off the walls in the room. It was clearly empty. "You'll want to see this." The blindfold fell from your eyes but the man had disappeared just as quickly. You couldn't catch a glance at him, but you were sure this was the man that kidnapped you last night. Was it last night? How long have you been out?
"Hey, wait!" You shouted. "Let me go!" You struggled more, now able to see, though the only lights were spilling in from the hallway. Other than the chair, there was a little table. Your kidnapper had carelessly left the door open, and you saw a few men who looked like yakuza milling around in the other room.
Fuck. Yakuza? This shit doesn't happen to normal people. You struggled against your restraints again before seeing one of the men collapse with a hole in his skull. Shot with a silenced gun. Standing right behind where the man once stood was unmistakable. His twin pigtails and that tattoo across the bridge of his nose... it was Choso.
You watched as the other guys attacked him, and just like a trained assassin, he dodged and counter-attacked both men simultaneously. He now wielded twin daggers, the same kind yakuza are known to keep. In just a couple of minutes, the two men were gasping for air as their lungs filled with blood.
Was that your boyfriend? You couldn't even imagine him doing something like this before seeing it with your own eyes. He was too sweet and kind. He'd never hurt a fly. This had to be someone else. And this someone else just brutally murdered three men like it was child's play.
The stranger looked through the open door, seeing your eyes wide and filled with fear. He started to rush towards you and half of you wanted to scream, but something inside you held it back. The very small piece of you that knew this was Choso, despite your adamant denial.
"Babe, fuck, I didn't mean for this to happen." As he entered the room, it was undeniable. It really was Choso. Or some cruel, sick joke from the universe.
"Choso?" You could feel the tears forming.
Without answering, he pressed his lips to yours, the feel of his mouth, the passion. He was warm and comfortable. He was home. Tears sfell from your cheeks, but it was from relief knowing it was him.
"Let me get you outta here, ok, love?" He looked into your eyes, worry set deep in his features before he moved behind the chair to untie you.
"Did... did you kill them?" You asked, letting your limbs drop as the rope fell to the floor.
Choso was silent. He stopped moving, he even stopped breathing. This was his fear. You'd find out about him and then...
"Yeah." He ripped off the band-aid. "I needed to protect you. Sorry, this was all my fault." You could reject him, you could leave him, but he'd die before letting you rot in this place.
"Your fault?" You turned to look at him, massaging the dents left behind from where the rope dug into your skin. He was covered in blood, but it was still him. Even if it was his fault, he risked his life to rescue you.
"I..." Choso was still frozen, adrenaline pumping. He needed to save you first, that was all he could think. "Let's talk later. Please. We gotta get out of here. Can you run?"
Choso helped you to your feet. You felt a little wobbly, but you could manage. "I think so."
He frowned. He hated seeing you in this state. He hated the thought of another man grabbing you. Your short skirt showed off the bruises on your thighs from getting manhandled. Bruises in places only he should get access to. He could kill everyone on this building for even considering laying a hand on you. He needed to find the kidnapper and slaughter him senseless. It's what he deserved.
"It's ok, Cho." You touched his cheek, pulling him out of his vengeful thoughts. "I'm ok."
He didn't think twice before pressing his lips to yours again, kissing you even deeper as you tasted someone else's blood on his lips. Had he not been holding you so tightly against him, you might have fallen over from the force.
"Fuck," he whispered, worry still decorating his features as he pulled away. "I'm so sorry. C'mon." He grabbed your wrist, thinking about you in that white dress with your beautiful smile for the hundredth time. But this time, he was determined to make that vision a reality.
#choso x reader#jjk choso#choso kamo#me running away with choso..... sigh i love him i love this au bb you are so big brain for this#spinoff fic where toji kidnaps you?? don't look at me#i briefly considered having itadori do the kidnapping but that is too obviously sukuna's doing lmao#i like to think of toji as a freelance assassin. he's better than choso but does not honor alliances. he's loyal to the fattest wallet lol#x reader#anyway. the ending of the fic is reader and choso fuck nasty fueled by adrenaline and then he proposes bc of course he does#and sukuna gets what he wants (reader under the protection of the family so cho can keep killing for him lol)
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so anybody know what the weights would be here? that stone thing, vs the rice (+miso) vs ryoga's umbrella
because i would've assumed the stone thing has to be way heavier than the rice(+miso?) but...
#obviously you could argue she's got the adrenaline/anger fuel in the first one but still#mappa added the rice/miso for a reason and alas all i know is that its heavy. idk how heavy relative to the other stuff#ranma#tendo akane#saotome ranma#hibiki ryoga
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daniel’s break in composure around raglan james interests me. you never get a sense he’s afraid of louis and armand until he’s confessing that he wants out of the interview alive. i’m not sure i find it an entirely truthful performance. he gained a lot of information from playing that card
#it’s not that i don’t believe he’s fearful i just think that adrenaline fuels daniel#and he never shows weakness willingly until this moment#daniel molloy
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happy valentine's day, fsblr <3
#figure skating#valentines#kaori sakamoto#yuzuru hanyu#kazuki tomono#shoma uno#accidentally team japan#i will never top my last years posts that were fueled by extreme sleep deprivation and the beijing olympics adrenaline lmao#but wanted to make at least a little something this year too#i just greatly enjoy the cringiest cards okay (you won't even see the worst ones bc i'm not that cruel yes probs even worse than 4a haha)#hopefully i won't mess up the scheduling thingy uh
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I am dying to one day do something with the idea of aelynn being vaguely known as a cryptid
#i still havent gone and tagged the other posts i made about this concept#anyway i just. i think about the fact that aelynn has to kill someone everyday to eat. and she doesnt really enjoy it.#so you know. sometimes she tries to do good. kill someone who is cornering a lowblood#save one life. kill one. is equal.#but like... i do wonder what the majority of reactions would be#like. fear theyre next? just sheer adrenaline fueled fleeing?#how many trolls would stay and try to talk to ghoulynn while she faces a corner and just devours the body of the would-be assailant#i think. i think about it. o+<
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in hindsight so much of childhood is being shepherded through pre-set experiences with no real background for how you "should" be feeling. and then some people take a breath and discover that they were stressed that ENTIRE TIME
#im approaching my masters program like a wasp's nest of stress that i can CHOOSE to subject myself to#and for the first time in years im feeling the lurch of adrenaline/fear-fueled Gut Trouble#personal
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fun productivity hack i learned recently!!
have someone profess their undying love and affection for you so that your intimacy issues kick in and you panic and throw your phone across the room. no phone = fewer distractions! badda bing badda boom ur welcome
#shitpost#but also not really#every time someone has texted me like ‘I’ve been holding on to this for a long time but I think I’m in love with you’#i just fucking YEET my phone across the room and I’m like ‘i have to go to work’#and then after an adrenaline-fueled study session#i finally have the guts to text them back like ‘aw thank u BUT…’#adhd#actually adhd#executive dysfunction#actually neurodiverse#adhd paralysis#attention deficit hyperactivity disorder#adhd hacks#academia#neurodivergent#study hacks#chaos academia#chaotic academia
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this qsmp purgatory is bringing back the old toxic gamer feelings I had watching Minecraft Monday or MCC. My eyes are peeled as I eagerly and ferociously form in-group bias because I want my specialist blobros to win
#This applies to any team#Every team is evil if they are against the blorbo I am rooting for /s#Qsmp#Qsmp purgatory#I'm fueled with the same adrenaline as sport bros#I don't have Twitter or drama blog so I'm just in group chats and talking irl going guys guys you wouldn't believe what my minecrafter did#Like the pure amount of joy and feral appreciation I've missed
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hello tumblr I have been awake for several days (5 hours sleep in 36, it feels like several days to me) and I think I can see through time (derogatory)
#gonna eat bc I have not for a while#and then I am gonna pass out in bed for at least 12 hours#I'm good (or I will be by tomorrow)#fueled by one single iced coffee and a whole lot of adrenaline#nic stuff
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I should be humiliated. I should know the shame of defeat. I am Lae'zel- but you, you are jhe'stil. You were stronger. I was steel, and you were silver. Zhak vo'n'ash duj. Source of my bruises.
The thing about Lae'zel's Act 2 scene is it goes very well with a romance scene I came up with for if Majexatli was a companion. Though Majexatli's scene would be more hunting in a forest rather than a duel.
And while I do appreciate how Lae'zel's scene plays out if Majexatli loses the duel (given that they have an 8 CON) with Lae'zel panicking and realizing her feelings and that she doesn't want to hurt them, I also think they should fuck nasty covered in each others blood.
#Majexatli 🤝 Lae'zel: combat based romance scene#eldritch it speaks#oc: majexatli#salam plays bg3#I can't figure out which outcome I like better for these two. Majexatli losing and some tenderness#or Majexatli winning and the adrenaline fueled bloody bisexual devotion
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I find it so funny when someone hates on Cherry for loving Bob, despite knowing he was a shitty person (when the novel is literally about how the Greasers and Socs are trapped in a systemic feud and so only show and see each other's capacity for bad while they're actually all multi-faceted) who had done shitty things, when Johnny does the exact same thing for Dally. It's even funnier when I see people hate Cherry for being mean to Dally (as if he didn't actually cross her boundaries and scare her into thinking he might assault her) when Johnny literally kills Bob.
#did johnny kill bob in self-defense? yes#but not entirely the way people think#because then why would pony go through describing how much bob scares johnny?#like if it had been anybody else johnny wouldn't have gotten so extreme#but because it was *bob* he actually thought about attacking him to such an extent#he'd been hurt by bob and didn't want pony to be hurt like that#nor for him to ever be hurt like that again#he didn't mean to kill bob but i don't think the thought of stabbing him was purely adrenaline fueled#johnny cade#cherry valance#jally#cherry/bob#idk why i tag this when nobody in existence actually ships them#the outsiders#dallas winston#se hinton#bob sheldon
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