#so maybe that's why hahaha

[mintjeru]

companionship and understanding happy pride from my beloveds!!

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[unknownpurplegirl]

The Green Crown has taken a liking to the spawns of Chaos, allowing itself to relax in their control.

When you skip out on chores to do cool tricks for your brother using your dad’s previously owned crown

Uh oh

[coffeebanana]

something something necromancer Marinette AU where Adrien keeps throwing himself into danger to protect her because “she’ll just bring him back” but she never thought she’d fall so hard for the guy she met by accidentally reanimating his corpse

and can she marry someone who’s legally dead anyways?

like. for tax reasons

[carrot-felisidad]

Man, Matoba Seiji is such a yapper.

He looks so mysterious with that all black traditional clothes, creepy af eye patch, an exorcist job, and an entourage, but this man sees a teenager and just opens his mouth like there's no tomorrow. Like bruh, you don't need to over share.

I don't know if I should feel sorry or laugh whenever he trauma-dumps to a literal teenager who wants nothing to do with him, or to his high school crush who also wants nothing to do with him, but he doesn't know that he's sharing the saddest parts of his youth so casually.

I don't know what to feel about him. He's such a yapper.

[age-of-moonknight]

“Reborn,” Moon Knight: Fist of Khonshu (Vol. 2/2024), #2.

Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Alessandro Cappuccio; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit

[scarletspider2the2ndpower]

Chasm: Curse of Kaine (Vol. 1/2024), #1.

Writer: Steve Foxe; Penciler and Inker: Andrea Broccardo; Colorist: Brian Reber; Letterer: Joe Caramagna

[iloveacronix]

Overtrauma duo before I go hangout w my friends at the mall. Also I know that I mispelt 'you're' SO LEAVE ME ALONE EBDOWHF

This is my duo. I MADE IT. ME. ME AND ONLY ME. Nyway mmm Lloyd giving Cyrus a sword so he can try to protect himself from threats in case the ninja are too late. Also thank you for 100 followers ik that for some its not a big deal but it is for me, thank you <3

[senblades]

I don’t remember if it ever came up, but now that Akechi has his memories of the last timeline back, did he have Confidants then too?

hmm.... i think i kept meaning to bring it up, but since shuake are in divorce mode and Ren's the only one who would know to ask, it keeps slipping me by

and in all likelihood it will keep slipping me by, so I'll just provide an answer here:

ehhhh yes and no? I would say that he DID unlock the Justice confidant, smiled very brightly and thought "what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck" but i'm going to pull this out of my ass right now and say that it didn't happen at the TV studio like it did for Ren, but rather after their first game of billiards, since that would be the tipping point for Akechi having genuine interest in him beyond just "that's the guy that's so fucking dumb he announced his criminal activity in a hallway"

of course, this timeline the Justice arcanae activated at the same time, both because of the established precedent of Sumire and the things she'd spilled to Akechi, but also because of last timeline Justice Confidant Fuckery, as it was wont to do in early fftsr.

I keep going back and forth on whether he would have unlocked the Moon or the Devil in the first timeline. I definitely think that Akechi would have had far less interaction with the Velvet Room, to the point where they stopped bothering him at all, maybe even the entire year, since he was on-track to play his role perfectly. This time, though; even though Yaldy wasn't entirely in the know at first, he still noticed that somthing was up with time. Plus, his chosen champion kept making friends and that was a real pain in the ass.

Hm okay actually i'm going to make a call about the Devil/Moon situation. Since i've established confidants as "connections that will change fate (for better or worse)" I'll say that Akechi did get the Devil, but skipped Moon. The OG timeline was a very bleak place for Akechi HAHAHA.

He definitely was Not Thrilled by this outcome, and put all his energy into ignoring it was happening. He honestly probably thought he was hallucinating, since the Velvet Room never confronted him on it lmao.

annnnd that's it! I really did mean to bring it up at some point, but, alas. Maybe one day Ren will get curious. fhsdjkdf i remember that Sumire and Haru know about the arcana and that Akechi has them, but I can't remember for the life of me if Probably Sumire shared that information with Ren. I'll have to check

ty for the ask!

[kaisollisto]

hi 😳😳

[where-ismydonkey]

DCA PROMPTOBER - DAY 12

CAROUSEL

When Moon had asked if you wanted to see the Pizzaplex’s carousel, you gave him a weird look. Because as far as you knew, there was no such thing. At least, not anymore unfortunately. Since you remembered it'd been scrapped years ago, after repairs had made it so costly.

Or so you thought, at least.

Honestly, you just assumed he was either trying to trick you or confuse you. Like he always did, with a charming twirl of his face and that perpetual grin of his.

Until one night—Hours after your shift—he’d scooped you up and out of the daycare. And as you giggled into his chest, you failed to notice as he went down a utilidor you didn't recognize. Cheeks flushed and smile wide, you wrapped one arm around his neck. And the other rested on his chest as you raised your eyebrows.

“Moon!” you whispered, voice full of amusement, “Where are we going?”

"The carousel."

Huh?

You tilted your head, trying to make sure you had heard him correctly. Looking up at him, or as much as you could from the angle you were at, you could only wonder why he was bringing this up again.

"Did you hit your head or something?" you asked confusedly, "Because there's no—"

"Look ahead."

Suddenly, you were set back on your feet. And as you wobbled from the sudden shift, he wrapped a hand around your waist to steady you. But you were too intrigued to thank him, as you were face to face with a tall, imposing metal door a few feet away.

No doubt it was bigger than you, and almost as big as Moon. And smack at the end of the corridor you two were in. That you also didn’t recognize.

And on that note, you turned to face him. There was a sweet smile on your face as you looked at him, "Yeah, I'm not going in there."

“Why?” his hold on your waist tightened, and he tugged you toward him. As you were brought forward, you yelped as he teased. “Don't tell me you're still scared of the dark?”

You gawked at him, “Hey! That's still a normal fear for some adults!"

"Is not."

"Is too."

"Is not."

"Is too—" you cut yourself off and asked as if he was capable of forgetting, "Okay, come on. Why are we here, Moon?"

"Carousel," he reminded you and nudged his faceplate against your face. His adorable way of a kiss, "I wanted to show you it."

“Aw. Well, that's a really sweet sentiment,” you leaned up to his face and appreciatively kissed the middle of his grin. Truthfully, you did feel a little excited at the improbable mention of it, “But there’s no carousel at the Pizzaplex anymore, Moony.”

He just stared down at you silently, and you stared back at him. Why did you have a sneaking suspicion you knew what was next? “…Unless?”

Moon took that as the right time to continue, “They may have decommissioned it, but never fully scrapped it,” he clarified, his hand leaving your waist. Instead, he moved to gently take your own hand, and carefully intertwined your fingers together. With that, he began to take slow steps backwards toward the door, and you had no choice but to tentatively follow.

As soon as his back bumped against it, he darted his elbow out to harshly push against it. And with a creak and a groan, the iron door opened. Inside, the room was dark and endless and you could only frown as your peered in.

No way in hell you'd be stepping in there.

So you stopped as he turned to walk in. His hand hadn't let yours go and it was only a moment before he noticed you'd stilled. Glancing over his shoulder, he looked down at you in silent question.

You shook your head, "I'll just stay out here."

"It's safe." he tried to reassure you, gradually letting go of your hand. He crept further into the room, waiting for you to follow, but you remained at the entrance. And you would stay there, at least until you were able to see what was in the room.

"I'll go in when I can see a little better," you smiled for his sake, "On that note, does the carousel have lights?—Is it even working?"

Moon crooned from further inside the room, and the sound of tinkering could be heard. You wondered what he was messing around with, "It was last time we tested it out," and you felt your heart skip a beat, "We wanted to make sure it was working. Just for you, Starlight."

With a besotted grin, you shook your head. All this confusion over a carousel was because they wanted to be romantic? You wanted to propose right now!

And just before you could consider it, soft lights belonging to the carousel came on. From the center of the room, it illuminated the room enough to entice you in. And as you stared in momentary shock, you could see Moon's sharp grin form the corner of your eye as he awaited you.

Willing yourself to walk in, you got a closer look at the revived, rotating carousel.

It almost was like you were in a trance, and sucked back into your childhood. Only reminders of fuzzy, colorful memories as you used to ride the merry-go-rounds as a kid. A ride that was fun, and seemingly endless to you in those moments.

Now, all you felt was your heart flutter as Moon came around to stand beside you. And you wished the moment could never end as you took his hand. Smiling over at him, the lights glowed around you two as the horses did a slow dance.

"Pretty, isn't?" he asked, staring right at you.

You flushed, and nodded all the same. Holding his hand, you readjusted your grip. And from the corner of your eye, you swore the lights from the ride reflected against his usually red eyes, "It is."

"You're such a flirt," you smiled through warm cheeks, "But thank you, you're pretty too I suppose."

"Who says I was talking about you?" he mischievously asked, and you swatted at him arm.

"How rude!” you grinned, ducking his free hand as he attempted to return the swat. However, he aimed at your head and you just chuckled. Darting away from another attempt, a string of laughter left you as you doubled over. Hardly noticing as Moon froze, suddenly several feet away from you.

Huh?—

His eyes were the first thing you noticed. Once a shade of red you expected, they shined with a purplish tint. You looked away, hoping it was just the light again. But as you looked back, he began to creep toward you.

"Run." came a staticky growl, making you jump.

“Moon,” you started quietly, “What's going on with you?”

"Run!" he'd hissed, teetering on a snarl. His steps were erratic, going back and forth as he seemed to struggle with himself. Until a hand of his darted out, nearly catching your face.

You sprang back, eyes growing wide. But before you could question him again, the lights of the carousel flickered once. And then twice. Then on the third time, it went out.

Immediately, you tried to run for the dim doorway. You couldn't see much, but that couldn't stop you.

How did you go from being more in love than ever to disorientated and a little scared in a matter of moments, huh? Just your luck!

Moon growled from somewhere behind you, "Run!"

And from afar came a shrill scream. A familiar sound that you didn't realize had been yours until it happened again, and the noise ripped out of your throat.

Purple, reddish eyes darted at you in hatred that made you want to cry.

"Get out of here!" you heard as you landed on the floor, trying your best to dodge the attack, "Run!"

Hissing, having landed on your shoulder, you struggled to get up. But too aware of the depraved cackling in the room, you whimpered. There was nothing else to do, and you knew it.

Moon had never liked disobedience, so when he chuckled darkly from above you, you made a run for it. Just like he had said.

Screaming, so raw it hurt your throat, you turned on your heel. You began a mad dash toward the open doorway, unable to process anything other than the warning the animatronic had been shouting. Ignoring that your legs felt like jelly, and your body was ready to give up. Throwing away the fact that this had all been a surprise for you, meant to make you grin and throw yourself into their arms.

And pushing down the reminder that whatever was chasing you, was not the robot you loved.

So with that, your whole body trembled as you ran out into the corridor, swift footsteps following you.

—

ERMMMM so this was a lil spooky HUEHUEHUE

[fisheito]

my princess nonsense is being encouraged watch ouyt imabout to be eneaabled

OK WHATF ATHAT'S SO CUTE I HAD TO MAKE IT i know realistically there's little to no chance that rei DOESN'T know how to work heels 🤣 BUT IMAGINE.....ING.... YAKUMO GENTLY GUIDING REI IN HEELS, WEEKS BEFORE THE BIG GALA AND HAVING NONE OF HIS NORMAL FEAR OF PHYSICAL TOUCH BC HIS [TEACHER MODE] IS OVERRIDING HIS INSECURITY

[tryinghardtobeoptimistic]

Might get spoiled so click at your own risk

Okay, this preview [X] makes everything clearer now

Just my takes if you will 😉 Spoiler ahead Spoiler ahead Spoiler ahead (just basing on all the previews I've seen)

This somehow put my heart at ease that atleast for our Gentlebeard/Blackbonnet will have a happy ending together as couple. Everything is in the episode description.

Episode 6 is pretty much that party on the boat. So my take too is wedding or pre-wedding party for Lucius and Black Pete. Then we have Ned Low crashing the party, torture involves. According to the preview - "they look to Blackbeard/Ed for the assist only to find Stede is more readily available", so it seems that Stede will be the one saving the day. I also think yes they will bang cause of those pics in bed ;) (and that's just right after the party crashing cause Stede's wound is already healed/healing)

Episode 7, preview says:

I think towards the end, Ed and Stede will somehow choose to separate for a while to clear their heads off and really think what they want (Ed wanting to retire while Stede continue the piracy). Hence the dress down of Ed. Maybe ep will end in a cliffhanger while the 2 are separated, British navy will attack the Republic of Pirates.

Now for the final ep, what makes me kinda sure they will be together (which will happen in the beginning) is this scene where they were fighting the British navy and running towards each other. You can see the expression of Stede here, like he doesn't want to lose Ed again, never ever and vise versa. Also a lot of touching happening. I felt like they decided they don't ever wanna let go. Then just based on the preview again, everyone will team up and eventually win. As for Izzy, not quite sure if he got abducted or he's making a fuckery. And no I don't believe he will die.

And I don't know but trust OFMD writers, I just know they are on our side, they won't give us everything we wanted and take it all in the end (fcking shame on me if they did tho 💔 Also if I'm not mistaken David said that he prepared an ending which is pretty much satisfying just in case they won't get a Season 3 renewal.

So that's it :) I've never really written a fanfic but everything is running in my mind.

[justablah56]

you guys ,,,,, I love terrickrow so fucking much .,.,..,.,

please click for better quality you guys there are a few Things on this one

anyways polycule sleepover at Terry's house bcs he has the biggest best bcs he desperately needs one tall enough for him <333

[13eyond13]

Let 👏 Near 👏 fuck

[age-of-moonknight]

“Death by Voodoo,” Storm (Vol. 5/2024), #2.

Writer: Murewa Ayodele; Penciler and Inker: Lucas Werneck; Colorist: Alex Guimaräes; Letterer: Travis Langam

[skitskatdacat63]

Boy King AU | Vettonso + Martian | 1.3k

There's something about putting the future emperor of the Holy Realm on his knees like this. About how easily he goes, how willingly, how obediently. What would his adoring public think if they could see him now. If they saw their beloved king pressed down like this, in the cramped space between Fernando's legs. When they realized their little boy king took it like he was a little concubine instead. 

Fernando's bitterness is lifted away in moments like these, like taking off a heavy cloak on a winter's day. It was hard to feel humiliated about his own situation when watching Sebastian debase himself like this. 

He always gives himself up so easily. When Fernando threaded his fingers through his thick curls. When he pulled them, and then when he pressed his face down further down into the vee of his legs.  Sebastian rubbed his cheek into the coarse fabric of Fernando's breeches and blinked up at him. Fernando had to smother an embarrassing sound; he was just like a little cat!

Sebastian quirked his lips up into an odd little smile and slightly rose up on his knees, "What's funny?" Fernando swallowed lightly and schooled his face back into being impassive, "Nothing. As you were." Sebastian simply smirked at him and let himself be pushed back down by the fist clenched in his hair. 

Fernando scoffed internally, there was only so much pleasure in putting the other man in his place when he instead acted like this, this degrading action, was his birthright. He took to ruling and indulging in carnal pleasures as if they were of equal gravity. To be privileged to hold such high station and also let himself be taken apart like this…Fernando felt embarrassed for him.

He is dragged away from his musings when Sebastian moved to settle his hands in Fernando's lap, clutching his hips over the fabric and slightly squeezing; Fernando fought against the urge to shiver. Sebastian pushed up the skirt of Fernando's waistcoat and smoothed his hands over the opening flap of his breeches.

His eyes darted up at Fernando again, a daft smile on his face. Fernando scowled at him, "What?" Seb's grin sharpened, "You could stand to be a little more gracious. This is your future emperor, and future husband might I add, kneeling for you on this dirty, depraved, derelict- ah–" Fernando tugged on his hair again and hissed, "Well then, why don't you show me how eager you are to perform your marital duties?" 

Seb licked his lips, completely unconcerned by Fernando's annoyance, and unbuttoned one side of the closure to Fernando's breeches and moved to open the other–

The door to the carriage flew open, arrival announcement dying on a wheezing breath as the servant took in the image the two kings made. One splayed across the seat, exuding power, the other kneeled, debauched, between the former's legs. 

One would be hard pressed to determine which was higher on the totem of power and titles. 

There was something gratifying about this to Fernando, about being caught. He had been humiliated enough throughout the entire courtship, what was one more thing? And, certainly, what was one more thing if he could drag Sebastian down into the dirt with him. 

"Oh Mark, don't act so abashed! It's nothing you haven't seen before, in fact, we have been in this very position not even a fortnight ago!"

Oh. Yes. That. 

It was hard to be completely pleased when he remembered how Sebastian had already spent years prior to their engagement sampling the palace's ample selection of fellow high-born men. And how all those men seemed to be completely and utterly wrapped around his little finger.

Fernando released his hand from Sebastian's hair as if it had burned him. He did not understand why he felt ashamed with Mark looking in on them like this. Fernando was the one marrying Sebastian, not Mark; Mark was just a lowly courtier who had the esteemed duty of spending practically every waking hour with the brat…something he himself was decidedly not looking forward to. 

Sebastian stayed kneeling, staring impassively up at Mark, still fiddling with the clasp on Fernando's breeches. Fernando gritted his teeth and looked up from where he was watching Sebastian's clever little hands; Mark stared back at him placidly. 

Mark's indifference made the entire situation worse. Fernando now felt as if he was not doing anything unique, not doing anything particularly new. How many other men had Mark caught Seb with in this exact position? Fernando felt like he was just another plaything of the boy king, soon to be boy emperor, except his position was forever, permanent. He was the "Kept King", the king who only kept his throne due to the whims of a boy who doesn't even understand what power is.

Mark coughed, "Well," he says, "Your Majesty, I do believe you have a meeting to attend." Seb pouted at him and whined, "We were just getting to the main course," but still braced himself on Fernando's thighs and got up off the carriage floor. 

Seb pranced down the steps Mark had placed next to the carriage, miming tripping sown the stairs, snickering when his action made Mark reflexively reach out to grab him, and then playfully skipped off the final step. 

Fernando couldn't help but stare as Mark made the weirdest grimace in response, and he inexplicably felt all his mortification seep away from him. Huh. Maybe Mark is-

Seb then turned around and frowned at him, seemingly disappointed, but his eyes are deceivingly sharp, "Fernando, I regret to inform you that I have other duties I must attend to, you will simply have to wait." He then grinned up at Mark next to him and giggled as the other man stiffened when Sebastian looped both of his arms through Mark's. 

He leaned all his weight on the other man, Mark not so much as shifting his weight, "Oh Mark, won't you carry me back to the palace? I'm so very tired after all the horse riding," Seb looked up at him imploringly.

Fernando observed as Mark rolled his eyes and shrugged off the man, though notably not pulling his arm from Seb's grasp, and he got the distinct feeling that this exact scene had been played out countless times before. 

Fernando clenched his jaw as he watched Seb turn and saunter off, Mark trotting alongside him like a loyal dog. Fernando was supposed to be the unaffected one in this partnership, the unflustered one, the unconcerned one. And yet here he stood, in broad daylight, in a foreign kingdom, on the steps of a carriage with his breeches half unbuttoned and his cravat in disarray. 

He heard a cough from beside him, jolted and looked to the side. Sebastian's loyal Horse Master stood there, lounging against the side of the carriage. Fernando had forgotten who had even been driving the carriage in the first place. After Seb has let himself be pushed down, his hair still windswept from their ride together, everything else seemed to fade away. His thoughts were reduced only to how he could mess up the younger man's hair further. 

Jenson grinned at him wolfishly, and casually crossed his legs,  "First time?" he inquired. Fernando glared at him. The other man laughed openly at him, "What? He's a busy man with big prospects. You're not his majesty's only conquest, you know. Now your throne on the other hand…"

Fernando seethed, it was one thing to be humiliated by the future emperor, but to be patronized by the king's horse boy? No. It would simply not do. He closed his eyes in annoyance, pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaled, and prepared a speech about how he was not about to be talked down to by a man who didn't even have a throne to speak of! 

But when he opened his eyes again and opened his mouth to begin his tirade, Jenson was already wandering away to tend to the horses. Dios mío, Fernando was not mentally prepared to spend the rest of his life with all of these impertinent morons.