#thats such a fucked way to go .......... and yet we should add it to the list of ways charles should die next vjeLVEKAJJ

[xxplastic-cubexx]

https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/370755

The one downside of being bald, you may meet your end via eagle that mistakes your head for a rock and drops a turtle on your dome.

Charles, stay vigilant!!

bro please wait look at the poor fuckin tortoise tho IM DYING 😭😭😭😭

[wileys-russo]

santa's biggest fan II l.williamson

part of the mila-verse and a little belated christmas fic i never finished in time santa's biggest fan II l.williamson "okay mils, time for bed bubba!" you clapped your hands together when the movie finished, the end credits rolling and your wife heaving a sigh of relief as your daughter groaned.

"another one! i'm not tired." the small blonde demanded, curling even more into leah who smiled in amusement, but that dropped the moment you gave her a hard look of warning.

"bubba if you don't go to sleep, santa won't come!" the footballer whistled with a firm nod as mila looked up to her in shock. "he only comes when everyone is sleeping." you back her up with another nod.

"okay lets all go to bed come on!" mila announced, launching herself off the lounge and sprinting off in the direction of yours and leahs room.

"mila babe, mummy and i don't go to sleep yet. remember how we talked about grown up bedtime is different to kid bedtime?" you called after her, footsteps thundering back down the hall as you were grateful you didn't still live in the tiny upstairs apartment you and leah first moved into together years before mila was even a thought.

"then why can't i stay up with you? its a special night, mummy said so! that should mean special rules." mila huffed, bottom lip jutting out into an adorable pout as she stomped her foot.

"it is already an hour past your bedtime little miss, now go on jump into bed and we'll come in and read you a special story. right?" leah chimed in, mila shaking her head and with a resoundingly stubborn no! was off and racing around the house again as you and leah shared a knowing look.

"my love i have a feeling this is going to be a long night."

and safe to say you weren't a betting woman but you were right on the money with that predication.

"is she..." you whispered to your wife as she ever so slowly tip toed back into the living room with a quick nod and you exhaled in relief. "how many stories?" you asked with a slight smile of amusement, opening your arms as the blonde sank down into them with a huff.

"the same one, over and over, seven bloody times. i might just add in the murder of that hungry hungry caterpillar the next fucking time i read it!" leah grumbled into your neck, your body vibrating beneath her with a quiet laughter.

"its not funny! god why are kids like this? first it was that awful baby shark song, then it was that awful show about fruit and friendship or whatever, now its the same awful book on repeat!" leah whined as you merely smiled, hand slipping up her hoodie to scratch your nails gently up and down her back.

"kids just like repetition baby its safe for them, they know they won't be disappointed. almost like a defender i know who has had the same pregame routine for...what is it now? ten? eleven years?" you chuckled, leahs head whipping up to scowl down at you as her taller body hovered over yours.

"that is not the same thing!" she whisper yelled defensively as your smile widened into a grin.

"is too. or should we talk about the rotation of bland beige meals you rotate? our daughter has a more adventurous palette than you, at least she can handle some seasoning and colour!" you teased, poking your tongue out in response to her offended scoff.

"i will have you know-" your hand darted up to cover her mouth with a sharp shut up at her raised tone of voice, peeking your head up to glance over your wifes shoulder, sighing in relief when mila didn't appear.

"you know my girl there is another way you could shut me up thats much more pleasant for both of us." leah smirked once you'd removed your hand, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively as you tried to bite back your smile, her arms planting themselves either side of your head.

"is that mistletoe?" leah frowned looking up at the ceiling but the moment you tried to glance up her mouth connected with yours, your fingers pinching her side. "you're unbelievable." you mumbled against her lips with a slight snicker.

"unbelievably sexy? oh baby, how you flatter me." leah gasped sarcastically, once again kissing you quickly before you could reply, settling herself comfortably on top of you as your tongues fought for dominance of the kiss.

but before anyone could win there was an interruption, leah falling off of you in shock and groaning as her back met the floor with a thump.

"i'm not tired and i can't sleep!" mila repeated, stomping her foot with a scowl that was a near mirror image of your wives from where she sat on the floor muttering about her tailbone.

with a deep sigh you sat up, swinging yourself to push off the sofa and scooping up the tiny blonde, settling her on your hip. "well that's too bad mil, it is way past your bedtime!" you carried her back to her room, protests ringing out the entire time.

"story!" the girl demanded as you tucked her back into bed, sighing again and reaching for the book already sat on the bedside table, making yourself comfortable in the armchair by your daughters bed.

"in the light of the moon, a little egg lay on a leaf..."

~

"-then he nibbled a hole in the cocoon, pushed his way out and-" "-and he was a beautiful butterfly!" your daughter finished excitedly, clapping her hands and nowhere near close to sleep as you exhaled tiredly and snapped the book shut.

"right i've read this three times now and you're a big girl right bubba? well big girls go to sleep when they're supposed to. so you and gunner-" you paused to adjust the little dinosaur plushie held tightly in your daughters grasp.

"-are going to lay here very quietly together, until you fall asleep. or else no santa! you want santa to come visit right mils?" you ran a hand through her mess of blonde hair as she nodded eagerly.

"mama!" her hand grabbed a fistful of your hoodie as you stood and ducked down to kiss her forehead. "yes baby?" you sighed with a small smile.

"cuddles till i fall asleep? pwease?" the four year old pouted, hitting you with the puppy dog eyes she knew worked like a charm on the pair of you most of the time.

"don't do that mil, you know how to do your L's properly." you warned with a look. "please! please, please, please, please-" mila begged as you sighed, seemingly more tired than she was at this rate and knowing the later she stayed up the later you and leah had to stay up to sort out her presents.

"okay! okay okay. but just for a little while, yeah?" you gave in, gently tugging her hands off you and moving to flick the big light in her room off, leaving only the small red arsenal nightlight illuminating a pathway to her door.

"bubba no-" you tried as you laid down beside her, the four year old climbing basically on top of you, her gunnasaurus plushie squished against your cheek as you exhaled, not bothered for the argument.

one hand moving to tangle in her hair your fingers moved rhythmically against her scalp, feeling her limbs ragdoll as her body became that little bit heavier, her breathing evening out against your collarbone.

you waited a few more minutes until you were sure she was properly asleep before very very carefully moving her back into bed, wincing as you struggled to detatch her arms which seemed to be locked around your neck.

though you didn't make it two steps towards the door before she awoke again, tiredly sitting up and wiping her eyes as you exhaled with a shake of your head.

"mama no! more cuddles." "no more cuddles bubba, time to go to sleep. mama will sit by the door for five minutes until you sleep again, okay?" you bargained quietly, your daughter seeming to accept that with a nod as she sank back down in bed right as you sat down on the floor.

five minutes passed though again as you tried to leave her voice rang out for you to stay and you sank back down to the floor with a frustrated sigh, gently encouraging her to lay down and try to sleep.

ten more minutes and you managed to crawl out of the room without interruption, leaving her door open ajar and returning the living room where your wife was still sat up awake, now bundled beneath a blanket.

"come here." the defender smiled knowingly, moving the blanket and adjusting to give you some room to sit between her legs, patting the sofa encouragingly.

though your ass had barely made contact before it sounded again, now both you and leah groaning quietly.

"mama! mummy! i had a bad dream!"

~

"she's down?" you asked hopefully, now sat comfortably beneath the blanket leah once was, your wife tag teaming to go and lay down with your daughter a half an hour ago, only now emerging.

"for the count." leah confirmed with a tired nod, taking a seat beside you and wiggling beneath the blanket, grabbing your legs and moving them to rest on her lap.

"shit its nearly midnight!" leah realised with a huff, tapping her phone and seeing the time as you hummed, your head resting on her shoulder. "she's a night owl like her mummy!" you teased, patting leahs chest who flicked your ear playfully.

"god i love this movie." you hummed happily, the two of you having been watching bits and pieces of the holiday as you took turns popping in and out of your daughters bedroom to try and get her to succumb to sleep so the pair of you could play santa.

and as your movie finished and there'd been no sight of mila for at least forty minutes now, you readied yourself to do just that, the presents all neatly stacked in your bedroom as leah counted quietly to make sure everything was accounted for.

"-so the bike stays here from us, and the new predator boots go out from santa." leah rolled her eyes at that making you grin, alessia having insisted her goddaughter grew up on predators boots instead of phantoms, something which had driven leah up the wall from the very moment the topic was raised, both you and your best friend adidas athletes while she was with nike.

"i'll go check she's asleep and grab the stocking off her bed, mrs claus." you winked, stealing a kiss from the grumpy blonde whose eyes rolled.

you'd grown up doing christmas a little differently from your wife, the stocking always sat on the foot of your bed rather than hung in the living room, a tradition you'd carried on through your daughter much to leahs protests it made everything ten times harder.

and tonight unfortunately, you were about to find out she was very very right.

you ever so carefully pushed open your daughters door, sticking your head in and surveying the room. "santa?" you heard a tired voice call out groggily, quickly pulling your head back and swearing under your breath, waiting by the door for a moment to see if she'd get up.

but it would seem the small blonde was at least half asleep as no footsteps sounded, and you hurried back to the bedroom where leah was nowhere to be seen, found in the living room meticulously organising the presents beneath the tree.

"we've got a problem." you sighed as she looked up with a frown and an eyebrow raised questioningly. "she's awake still? seriously? its nearly two in the morning babe this is ridiculous!" leah whispered as your eyes rolled.

"sort of, she's not quite asleep but she's not fully awake. we could wait a little while longer?" you sighed tiredly, running a hand through your hair as leah pulled a face.

"you and i both know she's not sleeping past five in the morning babe, no matter when she falls asleep, and i need sleep to deal with our families all day!" leah whined, head thumping against the wall.

"what and i don't leah? we'll just wait ten minutes and i'll check again!" you warned, your wife too tired to protest as she nodded, joining you on the lounge a few moments later.

sure enough when you popped your head in a little while later mila appeared to be sleeping, not a peep heard as you waited a few seconds to be sure, though your breath hitched as she tossed and turned suddenly.

"she's restless, i'm worried she'll wake up." you sighed as you returned to your bedroom where leah was waiting. "you're joking yeah? it'll be fine! lets just get it over and done with." the defender scoffed bluntly, trying to stand from the bed as you pushed at her chest and sent her bouncing back down.

"leah. we are not ruining the magic of christmas for our four year old daughter who loves santa." you growled tiredly, giving her a dirty look before disappearing into the en-suite, rummaging around for something.

"well we're also not being held hostage by that four year old for another hour!" your wife growled right back as she popped up in the doorway. "correct. so, time for plan b!" you stood and leahs hardened face fell seeing what you held in your hands.

"oh absolutely the fuck not. i know what you're thinking babe and thats not happening!"

only a few minutes later, it was most definitely happening despite your wives ongoing grumbles and mumbles of protest as you carefully stuck the cotton wool balls to her face.

"this is fucking ridiculous!" leah grunted unhappily, scrunching her nose up as you finished the makeshift beard, the blonde clad in a matching red arsenal tracksuit with a couple of pillows stuffed up her jumper and a white scarf tied around her waist.

"babe i look like a bloody garden gnome not santa!" leah whined as she caught sight of herself in the mirror and winced, a red arsenal beanie with a funnel under it to create somewhat of a makeshift santa hat teetering precariously on her head.

"she won't notice in the dark if she wakes up leah. you'll just crawl in, try not to wake her, get the stocking. we fill it, you crawl in and put it very carefully back, and we're off to bed!" you recounted, shoving her out of your bedroom and toward your daughters.

"go santa go!" you whispered, hand colliding with her ass encouragingly as she jumped in surprise and turned to give you a filthy look.

"oi you better watch it, elf." the blonde pointed menacingly as your eyes rolled, hiding a smile as your wife dropped to her stomach, pushing mila's door open and very carefully commando crawling inside.

you felt as though you couldn't breathe until she returned, a hand over your mouth to stop from laughing as she crawled out again a moment later dragging the stocking with her.

"don't you dare laugh." the older girl muttered, hitting you in the face with the stocking as the air of you hurried to fill it with presents quickly as possible, your breath again stopped as leah began the crawl inside to put it back.

thankfully despite a few tired mumbles and a sleepy roll over that had leah dropping flat to the floor, her mission was successful and a very sudden burst of adrenaline filled her body as she crawled out and ever so carefully pulled the door shut with a soft click.

your own bedroom door closing you squealed as a body hurtled into yours, a few loose cotton balls falling to hit you in the head as your back hit the mattress and your wife hovered over you with a cheeky grin and an all too familiar glint in her eyes.

"now i think santa deserves a little reward for all her hard hard work tonight my darling, don't you?"

[psychwhor]

me and my bf might have a threesome tmr night and the other guy isnt that kinky so heres my ideal threesome if i could make it perfect!!

daddy has me tied up with my thighs spread, lightly tracing my pussy with his finger. he gets a notification on his phone and smiles down at me.

"you have no fucking idea whats coming."

he grabs a slip of fabric and ties it around my head, leaving me defenseless and unable to see or move. "stay there baby" he murmurs as he leaves, as if i have a choice.

a few minutes later he returns, but this time with another pair of footsteps. i start to panic and struggle against my ropes, crying out and asking whats going on.

a sharp slap against my cheek silences me. "shut up, slut." i quickly shut my mouth right before he hits me again, much harder. "what do you say after i tell you to do something, huh?"

i twitch but keep my mouth shut, angry about my situation. he slaps me a third time on the other side of my face, the hardest one yet, before grabbing my face and hissing into my ear, "you stupid bitch. you better switch that fucking attitude or i swear to god you'll regret it. there are two of us and one of you and you're all tied up and presented to us like a fucking whore, how do you think thats gonna go for you?"

"im sorry daddy" i whimper in response before he shoves my head back and draws away.

"good." he steps back and speaks to the other person in the room. "you can touch her now."

"fucking finally" a second voice greets, higher and sharp. "where do you want me"

"can you restrain her for a minute while i take these ropes off her? i dont think we need them." i feel someones cold hands wrap around my naked body, holding me in place while daddy unties me. i feel the strangers hands pinch and squeeze my nipples and i whine while he laughs at me.

"shes fucking pathetic. is she always like this?"

"no," daddy says, "shes usually a lot brattier. she must be scared."

"aw are you scared baby? are you fucking scared?" he grabs ahold of my throat with one hand, cutting off the flow of blood to my brain. "good. you should be"

my eyes roll back as i suddenly feel my boyfriend's tongue on my clit, lapping gently before licking up my cunt. i moas as he eats me out, all while his friend abuses my exposed chest. daddy adds his fingers in too, pressing his other hand on top of my cervix and before i know it i'm about to cum. he yanks his fingers out of me.

"dumb fucking whore, youre only allowed to cum after we do."

against the hand around my neck i rasp out a "please" before daddy draws back and slaps my cunt.

"you better get to work then, bitch" i hear his tone of voice shift as he adresses his friend, "do you wanna fuck her now?" i hear him agree and before i know it they've swapped positions and flipped me onto my stomach and i can feel the tip of his dick pressed against me. "you better be grateful for that prep earlier because thats the only thing you're getting tonight. okay?"

"yes daddy," i moan as an unfamiliar dick slowly pushes its way into me.

"fuckk," i hear the voice behind me moan as he pulls back out slowly just to slam back into me and start fucking me at a brutal pace.

"wait wait wait!" i beg, squirming as i try to push past the pain of the sudden roughness.

"you want me to wait? too fucking bad bitch. your daddy said i could do whatever i wanted to you so youre at our fucking mercy." he slaps my ass so hard i yelp and grab out for my boyfriend's hand. i hear his friend laugh right before the sound of daddys belt unbuckling, a moment before he grabs the back of my head and yanks it up by my hair. i feel the tip of daddys dick slap against my open mouth and tongue.

"can you be a good girl and take two dicks at once like we talked about? yeah?" he murmurs to me as a whine out a desperate "yes," before i feel him push himself inside of mouth.

instantly i can feel how big he is and i fight to restrain my gag reflex while he sinks deeper into my throat and his friend fucks me roughly from behind. i moan around his dick right before i gag for the first time. i hear him laugh before pulling out of my mouth and slapping me.

"none of that, okay? stay fucking still."

"yes daddy," i manage to rasp before he shoves his dick down my throat again. my head goes blank as the lack of oxygen starts to get to me, barely registering whats going on as im being fucked by two men at once. after a while i hear his friend groan that hes gonna cum before his hips come to a stuttering stop and he gasps, pausing for a second and catching his breath while daddy finally relents and i draw off his dick with a grateful sob, tears shining on my cheecks and drool on my chin.

"oh you're not done yet," i hear him growl before i'm flipped over again and my hands are held back by daddy until his friend comes over and takes his place. he moves to get between my legs, running a finger up my cunt and pushing what cum had seeped out of me back in. "youre such a slut i can't fucking believe youre doing this," he taunts. i start to respond before i feel both of his hands wrap arond my throat, cutting me off.

"not a fucking word."

he thrusts into me all at once and a practically scream as i feel myself stretch around his dick. his friend lets go of my hands and guides one of them to his dick, guiding me as i jerk him off. "there you go," he mutters, "fuck youre so fucking slutty."

"isn't she?" daddy, responds, punctuating each word with a particularly hard thrust. "its so fun to lend her out. she doesnt get a say in it and at the end of the day shes still fucking mine."

his friend murmurs an agreement before i feel my boyfriends hands squeeze even tighter around my neck as i lose consciousness completely. when i come to i can tell hes close, fucking into me so fast and hard that my mind stays blank and i start babbling pleas and moans for him to stop, crying that it hurts.

"fuck thats so hot fuck dont stop crying im not gonna fucking stop" he groans as he continues, moving one hand to grab mine. it's all i can do to lie there and take it while my other hand is being quickly jerked up and down his friends dick.

"fuck im gonna cum again," moans his friend, "open your fucking mouth. i comply and i feel him cum in my mouth, the foreign salty taste startling me. he goans as i swallow. "good girl."

daddy fucks into me even faster and i can tell hes close. i wrap my legs around his back and he cums inside of me, groaning as he fills me up. he stays like that for a while before slowly pulling out, his cum mixed with his friends' immediately dripping out of me. he removes my blindfold before pulling me in for a gentle kiss.

"you did so good baby, he whispers sweetly. "lets get you cleaned up."

AAH THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT but here we are. not proofread or anything i hope this is okay and u guys like it >.<

[sinkableruby]

luffy doesn't have a tumblr but there's a 500k note post about him from one of the crew that does (going with robin)

YEAAHHHH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH THATS PERFECT THATS EXACTLY TRUE

ahem

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

Today officially marks the day my friend has been permanently banned from one thousand restaurants. He's very unhappy about it, but I couldn't be more proud of him. It takes dedication to achieve something like that.

🐬 nauticalradical Follow

There's no way he got banned from 1000 separate restaurants come on at least make it believable

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

No, it really was a thousand, if I'm counting properly. He's always hungry, so he's always looking for new places to eat at, but whenever he finds one he orders so much food that they usually run out of ingredients and the chefs and other customers get upset. Then he tries to pay the bill with his "treasure tab," which is basically money he doesn't have yet but plans on getting in the future.

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UHH I THINK THAT'S JUST CALLED STEALING???

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

Normally I would agree, but to him it's not. He still intends to pay all of them back, and he thinks all the restaurant owners are being stingy for not letting him back in.

👹 houseoftwigs Follow

OP I'd like to study your friend in a lab

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I'm already studying him, so you can't.

⚓ marine-triologist789 Follow

Wait, hold on, something doesn't add up here. If he really didn't pay for any of those meals, wouldn't he have been arrested by now??? Like, you can't just go to a bunch of restaurants, eat all their food, not pay, and then not get arrested for it, right?? Am I crazy???

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

The police have been after him for a long time now, but he's really good at evading them. He actually broke into prison once to bust his brother out and they still couldn't catch him, which is honestly embarrassing, in my opinion.

🐸 froghopper47 Follow

WHAT

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✌ be-free-drink-piss Follow

WHAT A FUCKING LEGEND

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

He had to go into hiding after that, though, or they really might have caught him. When he saw me again for the first time in 2 years, the first words he spoke directly to me were "do you have any meat?"

🌵 spicegirl Follow

SOMEONE FEED THIS MAN

👗 superdress Follow

this dude isa fucking alien who the fuck walks up to someone and asks them for meat straight up

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He really likes meat.

🌪 the-windsmeth Follow

"average person has a carbon footprint of 4 tons per year" factoid is actually just a statistical error. Meat Menace, who eats 10,000 pounds of meat each day, is an outlier and should not have been counted

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

He might actually eat that much in a day. I wouldn't be surprised. His stomach is probably bottomless. Maybe it's for the best that he can't go to restaurants anymore.

🐩 yaarrrrp Follow

🏴‍☠️ piratelover69 Follow

op is there anything else we should know about this guy????

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

Not really. He did grow up in the woods, though.

🏴‍☠️ piratelover69 Follow

HELLO?? IS HE OKAY???

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

He's fine. Also, he doesn't know what sex is.

🏴‍☠️ piratelover69 Follow

DID HE NOT GET AN EDUCATION???? WHERE DOES HE THINK BABIES COME FROM THEN???????

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

Good question. Hold on, I'm going to ask him.

📚 devilish-archeologist79 Follow

He said it's one of life's greatest mysteries.

😊 delicate-tempest Follow

OP you told him where they come from right???? OP??????????

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op please get this man on tumblr we have to talk to the meat menace

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No.

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Lucifer (Hazbin Hotel) X Fem-Reader - Sinless Sinners - Chapter 9

Chapter 9 - Sinners and Winners

A/N – Hey guys, hope all is good, enjoy another chapter on me.

Warnings – Some descriptions of GBH. Choking, branding, stabbing.

Rating - T

MALE VERSION

GN VERSION

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“Vaggie!” You exclaimed upon finding her in the Hotel Lobby, “Why are you and Charlie back early?”

Vaggie looked disappointed. When she heard the Hotel door open, she had hoped it would be Charlie, but instead, it was you, seeking answers.

“You know where Charlie is? Is she okay?!” Vaggie asked, staring past you as if hoping the door would open again to reveal the person she wanted to see most in the world.

“I don’t know. She’s with her dad, talking things over, I guess. What happened?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Vaggie huffed, grabbing her spear and heading to the door.

You stood in front of it, annoyed at being ignored. “It sure as shit does matter, unless you’re admitting this hotel is a sham and you don’t believe in anyone in it, or Charlie.”

“Get out of my way.”

“Tell me what happened!”

Vaggie clutched her spear tightly, the whites of her knuckles showing. She could fight you, and it wouldn’t be hard for her to force you out of the way, but she relented after a moment as you had known she would.

She sighed and motioned for you to follow her, where you wouldn’t be disturbed. In her and Charlie’s room, she told you everything about the trip to Heaven, her past as an exorcist, and the way they had been cast out of the angelic realm. Afterwards, she clutched at her skirt, her eyes downcast as she waited for the insults she knew she deserved.

You took a long breath, thinking about what to say. Of course, the Angels would reject Hell. They were self-righteous bastards who never listened to anyone and pompously claimed to be perfect all the time. You had a lot to say regarding them and their ways, but you knew that had to wait. In this instance, Vaggie needed a friend. You had never been particularly close to her, seeing as she tended to push people away, but you still trusted her. Besides, if Heaven was coming for a fight, the Hotel needed every ally it could get.

You took a breath, stuck on what to do. For most people it would be time to get ass-deep in meth and call it a shitty end to a shitty afterlife, but if you had learned anything since dying, it was that Hell was awful, but it had still managed to become a home thanks to the right people. You briefly thought of Lucifer and what it felt like to go home to him. The feeling warmed you.

Collecting your thoughts, you sat next to Vaggie on the bed, putting your hand over hers, “I’m sorry all of that happened to you.”

“What?!” Vaggie stared at you. “You’re not mad?”

“Oh, I’m fucking furious, but not at you. I get why you didn’t want to tell us… Things that big get harder to tell the longer you keep them to yourself.”

You should know. You had some secrets that felt so heavy you worried the weight might break you. Yet, while Vaggie was still overwhelmed with her problems, you didn’t want to add yours to the list, or rather, that’s what you told yourself so you could hide away a part of your life in cowardice.

“Look,” You said sombrely, “we don’t have time to waste. We’ve got to get everyone together, tell them what happened and get things ready to protect the Hotel. I know it’s going to be hard to tell everyone what happened, but I know you can do it, and if you want, I’ll be right there with you.”

Vaggie sighed and got up, grabbing her spear and standing resolutely, “Okay, let’s do this then.”

“That’s the spirit, and hey,” You smiled comfortingly, “Charlie will come around, you’ll see.”

“I hope so.”

“She will,” You reassured Vaggie, letting your human façade drop to reveal the rag-doll beneath. “She accepts everyone for who they are. Good or bad.”

“I don’t think you’re bad at all, Demon,” Vaggie quipped.

“Nor you, Angel.” With that, the two of you headed back to the lobby, texting everyone to call an emergency meeting. You hoped the others would accept Vaggie, and, more importantly, that they would help defend the Hotel; it was one of the few places in Hell that any Demon could call a home.

Charlie was the first to get back to the Hotel. She looked like she had been crying and was palming away tears as she rushed to the stairs. Vaggie tried to talk to her, but Charlie brushed her off, stating that she needed time to come up with a plan.

Under normal circumstances, you might have tried talking to her, but seeing how she had just returned from her father and wouldn’t even let Vaggie see her, you opted to give her some space. Besides, as the Hotel’s denizens trickled back one at a time, you knew that you had to be there for them and Vaggie.

As Vaggie explained what had happened, Hell broke loose. Husk was pissed that the princesses’ plan had put Heaven’s spotlight on them again, Angel Dust wasn’t taking anything seriously as usual, Nifty was in a world of her own, Sir Pentious looked concerned for himself and his Egg Bois, and Alastor… was nowhere to be seen. You wondered if he’d gone for further intel on the situation, but were far too distracted to care. At least, you were until the ceiling cracked with glimmering green sigils, revealing that a deal had been made with the overlord.

“Shit,” You cursed as Vaggie ran to Charlie’s aid.

“Well, we’re completely fucked,” Angel deadpanned, grabbing a drink from behind the bar.

“No. We’re not-” You tried.

“Are you fucking kiddin’ me?” Husk countered, angry as ever. “Our fearless leader just made a deal with tall, dark, and creepy, and you think we ain’t fucked?! If he has the Princess of Hell on his leash, that’s worse than whatever Heaven’s gonna bring down on us.”

“Don’t say that! We don’t know what deal they made. Charlie wouldn’t sell her soul.”

“You think so?” Husk sneered. “People do all sorts of crazy shit when they’re desperate.”

You were about to argue more when Charlie and Alastor rushed past, leaving the hotel as if it were about to collapse on them. You held your breath. If they were running, there really was no hope.

Vaggie followed, “Did Charlie-”

Angel Dust rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t keep the worry out of his voice as he explained that they had practically run from the hotel. You breathed a sigh of relief as Vaggie explained that they had a plan to do with Carmine, but the feeling was short-lived as she told everyone that she could no longer protect them and that if anyone wanted to leave, she understood. It sounded all too much like a final goodbye.

“So… what now?” Husk asked, devoid of hope.

You suspected that he didn’t want to know the answer since it wouldn’t help him. No matter what happened, his soul belonged to Alastor, and he wouldn’t be able to run from the Hotel even if he wanted to.

Angel Dust stepped forward, pounding his fist determinedly, “Now, we fight for our home.”

You smiled at him. It wasn’t long ago that he thought of the Hotel as a way to save precious drug money. Now, it was his ‘home.’

“Yes!” Sir Pentious agreed enthusiastically. “Nifty, get the tools, dear. Egg Bois, the emergency supplies. We have to fortify the Hotel against invasion!”

“Oooohhhhh,” Nifty laughed darkly, “Time to fight the bad boys.”

“Uh, Nifty dear, the only boy attacking will be Adam. His army are all women.”

Nifty threw back her head and cried, “No. I want bad boys.”

“Sorry sister,” Angel lamented, “But an Army of Adams wouldn’t be pussy enough to take us on. Now let’s get moving, we’ve got a lot of work to do.”

Despite the scene of solidarity, you wondered whether there was more you could do than help fortify the Hotel. Granted, the camaraderie was a grand sight to behold, and you were proud of your found family, but the threat of an Exorcist army against a handful of your friends was too great, even with Charlie’s supposed plan.

It was time for you to make a house call and hope to Hell that it paid off; you couldn’t watch your family die.

“I’ll be back soon,” You told everybody.

Angel grabbed your arm before you could go, “Whoa, (Y/N), you’re not running out on us, are you?”

“Me? Never.” You answered, trying to sound more confident than you felt. “I’ve just gotta check on something, but I’ll be back soon, I promise.”

“I know that look,” Husk tutted. “You’re about to gamble on something. Better hope it pays off, ragdoll. Now isn’t the time to lose it all on a longshot.”

You stared at him, fear gnawing your insides. Husk relented and softened up.

“Take care of yourself out there, Doll. We got enough to worry about without adding you to our list.”

You nodded, your promise silent and serious.

Angel let you go and ruffled your hair, “Come back soon.”

“I will,” You whispered, hurrying away before you could lose your nerve.

You hated everything about your surroundings in the Heaven Embassy. It was unnervingly quiet and unwelcoming. The waiting room was pristine, magically protected against vandals. It practically screamed that it was better than all of Hell.

There was a time that you wondered if you would ever come here, but you had always turned your back on the Embassy, despising Heaven for letting you and so many others down in life, yet claiming to be ever so perfect in the Afterlife. Now, you hated it even more since learning how it had hurt Lucifer and Charlie, and how the Angels were so hypocritical in their values, never willing to admit that people could change. You ought to know, you had changed more than all the Sinners in Hell, and if you, once a Winner, could turn to a Sinner, then you saw no reason why a Sinner couldn’t redeem themselves into a Winner.

Biting the inside of your cotton cheek, you pressed the bell. A scroll appeared, asking you to sign in, and you did so, writing your full name and date of Death in the hopes that it would help them recognise you.

The doors opened wide, and you entered a conference room where Adam himself was waiting. You recognised him immediately from Charlie’s description. He was smiling wickedly, and you might have bolted if he were actually there, but you knew that he would never come to a place like this.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Heaven’s little reject bitch,” Adam sneered. Your eyes travelled to Lute, who glowered at you, standing behind Adam like a well-trained guard dog.

“Adam-” You started.

“No, no, I’m not done. I wanna know what makes you think that you get to walk in here, like you fucking own the place. Seriously, what kind of dumb fuck do you have to be to come to the one place that you will never be fucking welcome? How is Hell, by the way? Fucking gross as shit? What am I saying? Of course it is! And that’s where scum like you belongs.”

“Please, let me-”

“You’ll listen when Adam speaks,” Lute demanded.

You glared at the pair of them, your hands balling into fists. You hadn’t met them before this, but you weren’t surprised that they knew who you were. You were willing to bet that everyone working for Heaven knew of the Winner turned Sinner. Still, you couldn’t let your temper get the better of you. Adam was egotistical, and you hoped that you could use that to your advantage.

He was still talking, throwing a slew of insults your way, but you managed to stop him, throwing yourself to his feet in a bow, worshipping him like he was God himself.

“Oh, I fucking love this, Lute check this out!” Adam lorded himself over you. “Damn right, you’re fucking bowing. Though I gotta say, I thought you were gonna sit here and beg not to be exterminated. I guess you’re just here to beg to get out of this shit-hole instead. I mean, a dirt-bag like you doesn’t deserve Heaven, but maybe if you can see how fucking awesome I am, you might have some redeeming qualities.”

You held yourself firm so you wouldn’t shake. Once again, you were glad that he wasn’t really there so that he couldn’t make an indecent proposal and force you to whore yourself out to him or something like that.

You shuddered as you felt your skin shimmer and change, making yourself as human as possible to appeal to his Demon-Hating nature. Yet, as many times as you had changed from rag-doll to human, you had never changed your appearance to something that you had never been. But now, you could feel that you were someone else, someone beautiful, like a model. You had to be gorgeous, so that Adam saw a person and not a thing; it would be just like him to associate looks with worthiness.

“I’m so sorry,” You chimed, your voice dripping with adoration towards Adam. “Truly, I’m not worthy of you.”

“Yes! Say more shit like that.”

“I know I’ve been very, very naughty, but I just thought that if I came to the great and wonderful Adam, maybe he could help me work something out.”

“Uh, huh, right.”

“You see, Adam, I didn’t come here on purpose. It was those nasty Sinners and that evil Lucifer. They did some evil magic and brought me down here.”

“Oh, please,” Lute rolled her eyes, but you kept your focus on Adam, who lapped up the praise and attention and was all too willing to believe that the man who had cuckolded him might be the reason you were here.

“Adam, smart, amazing, sensuous Adam… You know that a Sinner can’t be a Winner, right?”

“Duh, obviously,” Adam scoffed.

“Well then, it’s got to work both ways, right? So there’s no way, a Winner like me could ever become a Sinner.”

Adam pondered this for a moment, then stepped away from you and slumped in his chair at the head of the table. “I’m listening.”

“Well, all I’m saying is that until this curse on me is broken, I’m in danger here, and that danger increases when an attack is launched on Hell, because your exorcists will only see me as a Sinner, right?”

“Makes sense. With you so far.”

“So why don’t we call off the attack? Keep things safe and nice? Besides, you don’t really want to do all that work, do you?” You pouted like you had seen Angel do and got up to perch on the edge of the table.

“I fucking hate work,” Adam nodded. Then he grinned evilly, “Fortunately, killing you cunts is all play.”

He grabbed your hand, and you baulked as searing angelic light branded your flesh.

“What? You’re- ARGH!” You writhed, crying out in pain as the heat intensified.

“Here bitch? Fucking right I am after that little cunt showed up and reported me to my fucking boss. When the request came to Heaven, you think I’d waste a chance to destroy one of that Princess bitch’s toys?”

He punched you hard in the gut, and you buckled over, crying. You tried with all your might to turn back into a doll to lessen the pain, but it was impossible to focus.

“I fucking love this part of the job, and hey, it isn’t work if you love doing it, right, Lute?”

Lute stepped forward, brandishing her spear, “Sir, allow me.”

“No, no, I want to have fun with this,” Adam insisted.

He summoned a dagger, stabbing and slicing at you. You screamed, begging for mercy, crying harder as you were slammed with memories of the day you died. Part of you wished that he was using an angelic weapon so you would die the Final death, but he was intent on torturing you, using a weapon made to maim and hurt, not kill.

“YOU THINK YOU CAN COME HERE AND TRICK ME, BITCH! I’M FUCKING ADAM! THE ORIGINAL DICK MASTER, AND YOU? YOU’RE NOTHING BUT SINNER FUCKING WASTE!”

He dropped the dagger, pressing against you and choking you. You felt the air leave your lungs, suffering more since you couldn’t die.

“TELL THAT CUNT THAT WE’RE COMING FOR HER AND THAT DUMB FUCKING HOTEL OF HERS! Oh, and don’t forget,” He held out his hand to Lute who handed him a branding iron, “I fucking own you.”

He pressed the iron into your neck. You wheezed out what would have been a roar of pain had you not been choked seconds prior. This kind of treatment was exactly why you had rejected Heaven. You were the only human on record who had chosen to burn in Hell, and even though there had been plenty of moments since that you had regretted it, you knew you had made the right choice if this was the kind of person in power.

As Adam let you go, branded with the mark of Heaven’s crucifix, you scrambled up, surprised that you could do so. Fuelled by adrenaline and fear, you stumbled away. The Hotel was too far, Lucifer was also too far, and as you fell to the ground in an alley, you were sure that some Sinner was going to come along and take advantage of your injuries.

Instead, you became blearily aware of a small rubber duck that appeared by your side. You barely questioned that it was the one from your bedside table in Lucifer’s manor. Instead, you let your hand close around the small hell-hound duck. In an instant, you were transported back to the manor, collapsing against a table and bringing the tea seat atop it crashing down.

“What the-” Lucifer turned around from his workbench. “(Y/N!)”

He rushed to your side and lifted your head into his lap, all the while wondering what in Hell you had got yourself into.

[emotsper]

Hi!!!!!!!!

You’re like the szai person on tumblr, and even tho I’ve been playing proseka for like two years, I still don’t read a lot of the stories………

So as the certified szai tumblr person, since you kinda own the tag, would you like to explain to me why szai is such a popular ship? I really didn’t read much of anything…

Have fun!!

let me be brief (1/350) (no bc its actually gonna be a long ramble. apolocheese.) (also sorry if formatting is awful im a mobile user and I literally just type whatever)

FOR REAL THOUGH. PLEASE JUST DO ME A FAVOR AND READ MMJ MAINSTORY...... not only its a good source of szai cocaina you get to experience the entire mmj mainstory. i was normal before mmj mainstory and i was less normaler after mmj mainstory.

it simply went even more downhill when i read tenshi no clover. genuinely the one event story that first made me cry (second one was ice drop event but thats a bit biased)

okay now lets get to the main meat of it. szai.

admittedly i was kind of normaler early on but one of my tipping point was Chasing the radiance event especially chapter 7. please read/watch it. please. this specific chapter sent me into my trip of insanity when it comes to szai. it also opened my eye to specific scenes in their side stories/mmj mainsto that i skimmed early on especially bc im a jp only player so fan tls may not be super accurate back then 💔

to start off, airi was a girl that was often made fun of for being tomboyish, and seeing idols for the first time made her feel a glimmer of hope that maybe she can also bring hope to other people. she finally manages to reach her goal and became an idol after several of failed auditions (very deserved especially after her hard work) while shizuku became an idol purely out of luck from the idol grand prix context her friends convinced her to join 😭😭 From the start their relationship feels a little bit doomed with how jealousy is kind of unavoidable from airis side. but against all odds, you get to see airi go to shizuku and cheering her up by giving shizuku her towel and telling her to wipe those tears especially with such a pretty face like hers (MACHINE CLANG CLANG RACK SFX) they are so crazy for this. especially when you realize that shizuku kept the towel until now. (the towel is her area upgrade item)

from this point, airi thought nothing much of shizuku yet other than her being her new rival (and that shes rly pretty) but shizuku sees airi as her main reason to keep going in this idol stuff at that time, and that was enough.

(okay purely for this next part im forgetting a bit so do remember it may not be fully accurate 🙏)

after training minori for awhile, szai went thru a mini divorce arc where airi was telling minori that being an idol isnt all fun and games and that minori should consider quitting, continuing on with how she flopped in the industry bc she was more popular as a reality show figure. but shizuku disagreed and kept saying how airi was an idol through and through and that she shouldn't have quit, but that just tipped airi off and she shouted at shizuku, unloading all her pent up jealousy that she had for awhile now. iconic as hell scene in the most angsty way possible.

u can easily tell this wasn't received well by shizuku. at all. airi you done fucked up. shizuku left her idol group the next day.

(addendum i forgot to add. shizuku truly believed that airi was the first and if not, the only person who sees shizuku as shizuku hinomori herself, without all the idol filter that people plastered on her. so when airi admitted that she was jealous w shizuku getting everything good in the industry, that basically broke shizuku. (color of myself is a nice one to read when it comes to this 🙏 also the i am we are event is a crazy good conclusion to shizukus current arc))

at this point airi realizes just how much shizuku was influenced by her past actions without her fully knowing about it. girl you done fucked up.

this scene is still one of the biggest and strongest kryptonite for szai fans. especially with what happens after.

after confronting shizuku about her choice knowing full well its airis fault, airi, angry at herself, goes immediately to cheerful*days training place (she knows the place since theyve kinda shared the spot iirc) while the rest of mmj follows. she started threatening arisa and almost threw punches but she held back and told the rest of cheerful*days that shizuku is more of an idol than everyone in the room (i may be hallucinating this one. do lmk)

they finally leave the place, and both apologies to each other. at the same time, they both admitted that they were each others idol

and then shizuku goes to tackle hug airi. what the queer

that only concludes the mainstory section btw. upon realizing it may be too much of a recap instead of actual explanation ill be brief w the rest of it (keep in mind i dont read EVERY szai story, just ones i was made aware of bc im playing on jp and story content is a bit harder to see/consume)

Main szai crazies for szai fans

1. chasing the radiance ch7. airi yet talks again about how shizukus hands are slender and elegant while hers are short and chubby (she compared her hands to a manju) and shizuku was mad at her about this and went on a long tangent about how airis gentle hands were the ones who pushes minori and shizuku forward when they think they couldn't.

this is probably the fifth time ive read this story and it still gets me. i hate these fruitsssss. please read the full chapter ive linked it near the start this chapter is so special to me.

2. my ideal idol (airi 5, jp only event for now)

Bro i Dont Even Know What Else To Say. Just Look At This Card

but if we're being serious . lets talk about this one specific card and the story shall we.

this card was a blast to the past; pre-mmj szai again.

we start off with present mmj getting ready for their turn in the joint performance with a new junior idol group that they were paired with. airi was a bit nervous and shizuku noticed it. so she offered to do something that would hopefully lessen the nervousness for both of them. shizuku softly puts her head on airis back and whispered several word of encouragements. shizuku reminisces to the past.

pre-mmj szai. shizuku was very nervous as she was waiting for her first performance ever as an idol. airi was also there, and it was going to be her first too. airi shows up to say hi to shizuku but she noticed that shizuku was really nervous and at the verge of crying. airi knew she had to do something and told shizuku to turn around, shizuku did. shizuku lets out a little surprised yelp as she feels airis hands and head pressing against her back. she could hear airi muttering some encouragement but we never get to hear what the words were, only that shizuku thought about how warm airis hands were. (i need to be euthanized)

back to the present, shizuku says that she hopes that this gesture can somehow "repay" for what airi did to her back then. i think im losing it. sorry

OKAY IM DONE IM DONE ITS ALMOST 1 AM MY BRAIN IS NOT GOING TO WORK ANYMORE IF I KEEP TYPING..... my brain can handle so little. anyways i hope this wall of text ramble can convince u to read mmj mainsto and consume more mmj stories........ i admit its not perfect or whatsoever bc i haven't read the mmj mainstory for awhile and i have a wee memory issue thats paired with my deafness so. yeah. enjoy. haha.

[kyohaku-kannen]

*Pulls up in the sonic drive through* Uhh- can i have a Yandere! Sun wukong x Reader x Yandere! Macaque? uhh- yeah thats all, thank you!

˗ˏˋ 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐌 'ˎ˗

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 were you supposed to know that this would have happened, when you had gotten that dumb dating sim. All you wanted to do was play a cool Lego Monkie Kid dating sim that you had found. No, instead you found found yourself running down a dark hallway. Stumbling slightly, you were quick to slip into an empty class room. Looking around, you tried to find a not so obvious spot to hide.

"Fuck.." There weren't many options, but you did noticed a vent.. the screws weren't in all the way...

"Peaches~" Slowly, Wukong walked down the hall. He was searching desperately for you, he didn't want you to slip away from him... Not again..

"Wukong.." He had been reaching for a nearby door, when he'd heard a familiar yet- oh- so annoying voice. Sighing he looked over and there stood Macaque, his arms crossed and his normal smirk being replaced with a frown.

"What are you doing here." Wukong grumbled in annoyance as he turned to face Macaque.

"I should be asking you the same thing."

"I'm searching for something." Wukong gave Macaque a dismissive wave and opened the class room door.

"Your looking for Y/n." Stopping, Wukong looked over his shoulder and at Macaque. He looked at him with a dark glare, slowly letting go of the door handle.

"... Back off..." Wukong threatened.

"I don't think I will." Macaque brushed past Wukong and made his way into the room. He looked around in search for you, but you were no where in sight.

"Hmm.. so she wasn't just running from me.. it's a shame, I could have caught her during her club time..." Macaque huffed in annoyance, looking back at Wukong. Wukong crossed his arms and leaned agaisnt the door frame, his tail flicking in annoyance.

"Maybe if it wasn't for you, I would have caught her already."

You were having a hard time staying quiet. Sure the vent was actually a really good hiding spot, the dust probably not allowing them to smell you.. can they do that? You didn't know and you didn't want to find out. But either way, the dust was making you want to sneeze. Just to add on to how bad it was, you could feel a spider crawling up your leg. It's taking all of your willpower, just to not jump out the vent and slap the damn thing.

'And of course they're still fighting..'

You couldn't help but to be annoyed that the two of them were still in the room. They kept throwing petty remarks and insults at each other. It was getting tiresome and made you just want to shut them up. It was surprising that they weren't trying to kill each other right now. You couldn't help but to roll your eyes at their banter.

"How about this-" Macaque had taken a hold of Wukong's scarf and gotten in his face.

'oop-'

You were surprised by Macaque's sudden movement, and honestly you should be finding a way out the situation. But to be fair, there was no way you were going to crawl through these vents. You have absolutely no clue how people in shows do it, but you aren't looking to get stuck in a damn vent. So with that, you decided to sit and watch, besides the drama would entertain your boredom.

"You and me both know she won't choose between us, it's obvious that she loves us both~" Macaque began and Wukong seemed to have raised an eyebrow at this. He was a bit more interested in seeing where Macaque was going with this.

'I'm literally running from both of you!'

You thought with annoyance, although to be fair.. they were the two love interests you, had interacted with the most when playing the game.

"So why don't we share~" Macaque finished, slowly looking over to the vent. Wukong followed his gaze.. very interested in this new proposal.

"Shit." You muttered out in both fear and defeat, seeing them both look in your direction.

'I forgot about his hearing!'

Yeah, so not only did you have to deal with suddenly getting pulled into the dating sim you played. You had to deal with getting pulled right out of your hiding spot, and into the arms of two lovesick immortal monkey's.

"You can't hide from us~" Macaque whispered into your ear, making you flinch slightly. There was no way you could handle him whispering in your ear like that.

"You belong to us~" Wukong chuckled as I kissed at your neck. Your brain was practically malfunctioning at this point, sure you knew that this situation was bad.. but.. well your a fucking simp still! What the hell were you supposed to do while stuck in-between Wukong and Macaque, who wouldn't stop kissing at your neck.

"I-" You don't even know why you tried to speak, there was no use. There was no way they were going to listen anyhow.

'welp.. this is my life now...'

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I'm a fucking idiot, my apologies for the lack of updates. I've been trying to sort crap out, finally figuring out how to make a draft on ao3(I'll be posting on there soon-) And doing a bunch of other things in life. I'll try to focus on writing some more. Also I had something else written for this request, I knew where I was going with it. I didn't like it though and just scrapped it, but I'll throw it up anyway. I'm so sorry, I didn't proof read either of these!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 'ˎ˗

PIC

𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐎 see and interact with ghost was something that ran in her family. Like some sort of psychic ability, an ability she never asked for..

"Why the hell do you love fruit so damn much." She grumbled out under her breath as she looked down at her notebook. Words not in her own handwriting were scribbled across the page. Closing her notebook, she glanced up to see everyone else also seemed to be leaving. Sighing she began to pack her belongings, choosing to ignore the message that had been scribbled across he notebook.

'He'll have to do without peaches for today, I'm far too busy for his antics.'

For who knows how long, she'd been being bothered by two anonymous ghost. The only reason she knew it had been two, is because of the different behaviors and handwriting. One more mischievous and dramatic with neater handwriting and the other a bit laid back and chaotic with messy handwriting. It did help more that whenever either of them wrote anything, they kept it color coded.

"Y/n!" Looking over her shoulder, she couldn't help but to smile seeing one of her more newer friends.

"Hey Nick." Nick now walked besides her and held out a cup of coffee for her to take. She was startled by this kind gesture but gave a soft smile in response.

"You didn't have to you know." She hummed as she carefully took the coffee cup.

"Well of course I had to! You helped me out quite a lot!" Nick protested as he let out a small chuckle.

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Anyway, my apologies for not posting more, please have a good day/night and thank you for reading this!

[elainsgirl]

Oh no Azriel called Elain the third sister 😭😭😭

Gods how did you survive? Do you need therapy? Azriel didn’t tell Rhysand all his love to Elain and asked his permission to marry Elain in the limited bonus chapter that exists only in one language (not even my mother tongue, idc about BC)?? But Azriel saying aloud for the first time those words? In the heat of a moment? Mhh, he sure as fuck should’ve… idk ignore Gwyn’s questions, shut her up with a distraction from his attraction and desire for Elain and fury at Rhysand…

Oh YEAH THAT ROMANTIC INTERACTION 😍😍 His shadows reacted like Nesta’s shadows? HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT A SA SURVIVOR COULD BE ANY EVIL!! YOU ARE NKT GIRL’S GIRL BITCH

Oh, Rhysand who was raped for 50 years? He’s the biggest evil in the series. #TeamTamTam and LuLu (I hate this nicknames, nothing against Lucien). Feyre who was SA under the mountain (based on some comments, idc I liked Feysand in the series; not fanon twisted shit — like with Gwyn who is being put into every hole, trying to be the MC by fandom)?? SHE IS EVIL!! Nesta is the Queen and she should take Nyx, but I don’t want Nesta to be a mother. Maybe if it’s Eris’s baby. Because she should leave Night Court, like everyone else. Mor was SA and hurt? SHE IS A SUS BITCH HATE HER. But Moriel 😍😍 Emerie #nextMC (again in the NC that we hate; ofc after Gwynriel in the Night Court 🤣)

Thank you for reading my rant. I need it after I saw another Reddit post about BC for the 273883 times. You don’t have a job? Just read all Tumblr posts since 2021, bro.

”oh no! How dare Az call Elain the third sister even though he referred to Nesta and Feyre as two sisters! The absolute audacity he has! He’s toxic and only sees Elain as an object! Blah blah blah 😡”

Imagine if we had actual gotten Azriels love confession in a bonus chapter…that was limited edition? No author would do such a huge thing in a bonus that isnt a required read nor part of the standard edition of the book. Like…obviously mass is saving the huge love confession for…elriel’s book…as with most romances. Its rlly not that hard to understand 😭

Omg…how dare anyone try to insinuate that Gwyn is anything other then the perfect, flawless character she is. How dare elriels add depth and complexity to Gwyns character! But its totalllllly ok for those same people to theorise Rhys is evil and manipulative etc etc because…idk. Poor baby lulu he’s just everyones victim, they all use him as a punching bag, horrible ic! I hope Mass disbandles them and instead focuses on the valkryies and band of exiles! Thats the story we want!!!!!! Feyre is so stupid and shouldn’t be a highlady yet Nesta who has 0 political knowledge and hasnt shown leader skills until late and has only began emotionally healing herself definitely deserves to be QUEEN! This is why she needs to leave the toxic, disgusting nc and start her own court with her friends! Dont get me started on Mor,

you’re welcome anon, thats what Im here for. We all need to rant and let it out at times, its the only way to survive the fandom. I posted on reddit twice and just saw how much….”unique” interpretations there where and simply left. I do not need to deal with that headache. When are they going to let that poor bonus chapter which has been forgotten by the majority go 😭 I understand its the only form of content they have but still.

I’d rather get a job then read through all that bs.

[itsmelloww]

bit unhinged over og MW games

Thought to post an update for my own sake on a post i made a while back where i was noting my thoughts on CoD , cause i came across it just now and it was fun seeing how i felt at that time

It's been some time now i've been in the fandom and honestly..... i've gone backwards. Literally. Yeah, MW was great --- Now, let's talk about the OG MW GAMES.

I can't even care about the reboots now, I am neck. deep. at this point into the original games its not even funny.

Ill just say this: the Girls love St Soap MacTavish.

💋THE WOMEN YEARN FOR CAPTAIN MACTAVISH.💋

YALL WOULDNT EVEN BEGIN TO UNDERSTAND THE CHOKEHOLD MR CAPTAIN SIR HAS HAD ON ME OVER THE PAST MONTH.

HOW IS HE SO BAD?!???? I m not even kidding id risk everything for this man. Deadass looked at my friend the other day and was like 'Scottish Accent is so hot' -- not an objective opinion; i have a MAN in mind when i say this.

Hes just... A MAN?. LIKE, A MAN. thats all ill say.

And then..... fuck me.

Makarov?

I remember first time i saw the OG i was like damn. (apathetic)

Terrible to admit it, but this man has such a fucking charm no wonder everyones been thirsting over the 'OG' makarov. I get yall. I understand!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ill make a sep post on him though cause genuinely his 'designs' go from feral to mr suave and i think its so fun. Theres 0 consistency and i live for it. one moments he's mr good looks, the next it's giving angry small dog.

I also found his voice lines and hes so UNHINGED in them. literally crushing out in your ear, i was so amused, i was doing skin care the other day listening to him go 'GO. GO. GO. GOOOOO' voice cracking and all and i was like yup, this is white noise 🤍

Then, Price. Now, i am a reboot Price enjoyer. Never going to change that. But OG Price... feels like such a ... beast?

He.... idk, he has this vibe to him. Idk if yall had these uncles growing up that were always a bit rusty and crusty and had a bit of a feral vibe to them, yet they were always fucking STRONG and COMPETENT out of nowhere? Like you knew that if uncle pulled up it was game over, hed walk everyone like a dog. thats the vibe OG Price gives to me. i know this descriptions sounds dumb, but just like those uncles, i fucking love Price. OG Price has grown on me soooo much, literally such a dad, and his relationship with Soap is just -- ackk 💔

I also need to say this for anyone who may read this who is an Reboot Soap fan but is into captain Soap as of late --- READ. THE JOURNAL. WITH CAPTAIN MACTAVISH IN YOUR HEAD. It just CLICKS so much more and makes the captain even more fascinating.

First time i read the journal i had reboot soap in my head and rereading it and connecting it to the captain's actual experience and thoughts is just chefs kiss. Sounds obvious, but have a feeling certain peeps may do the same thing as me.

In the journal you get so many insights of soaps care and devotion to Price and it just adds so much... depth. and its very endearing to read.

I love the reboot characters but the OGs are just so... endearing overall. they really stick to you. and personally theyve stuck to me way more than the reboot ones, even though i love the reboot, dont get me wrong.

Lastly -- Roach. This guy..... u just hear him grunt, and yet somehow still manages to get you. For me its also reading soaps journal, the way he refers to him, looks after him, describes his achievements and struggles, you see Roach fleshing out in that way too. And hes just interesting, and i think its so great they integrated this character alongside Price and Soap who youre already so familiar with and care for - cause when in turn THEY care for Roach, it makes Roach really stand out.

Guess i should say something about OG Ghost too -- dont got too much, but i thought i'd find him bland when compared to the reboot, but for what he is in the og games, i find him likeable. i like his voice and the personality that comes through them. because we know his past, but we also know the reboot ghost's personality, og ghost kinda stands in the middle and makes you wonder when you see this more / slightly more emotional side thats not as reserved and cold as reboot ghost. dont even know if im making sense, but bottom line is, i like og ghost as well.

anyways, i got lots to say. I really want to record more of my thoughts, in less of an unhinged way so might do that one day. i like looking back at these posts anyways. Cant evn begin to really dig deep into how exactly i feel about these characters, so itd be fun to attempt at some point.

Anyways, live laugh love Captain MacTavish. 🖤

[god-has-entered-my-body]

𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 - 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞

A/N: omg look who's here

word count: 2.5k

content warnings: kissing/making out, suggestive language, mentions of alcohol, cursing, thats it actually wow

“You’re not holding up your part, you need to-” 

“Don’t tell me to hold my end when you’re doing fuck all.” 

You sigh at the sound of Ross and Adam bickering, nervously picking at your nail beds as they carry in the sofa, Adam cautiously walking backwards whilst complaining about his lack of help. Panting and tired, they almost let it drop straight onto the floor before Matty shouts at them to lower it down properly, going over to save the precious hardwood floor from their carelessness. 

Boxes surround you, labeled things like “bathroom” or “kitchen”, the feeling surreal as you look around, taking in the room. The walls are still empty, yet to be decorated by the vintage art Matty had bought to add to your new home. Your home. 

Despite Denise's protests, you and Matty had saved up enough to rent your own flat on the other side of the city, a half an hour or so away from his parents and now closer to the guys, who had let George move in soon after his 18th birthday. Though cramped, they found a way to live semi peacefully, with George sleeping on the sofa indefinitely. 

You feel Matty come up behind you as you unpack the centerpiece for your coffee table, wrapping his arms around your waist and gently turning you around so you face him. 

The toothy grin on his face makes your heart swell with adoration, and you press a light kiss to his lips, humming contentedly as he pulls you in tighter. 

“Look at us, all grown up.” You whisper against his mouth, smiling sweetly as Matty nods, looking around the mostly empty space and snaking his hand into the back pocket of your jeans. 

You giggle at his little move, pressing yourself further into him. “Fucking insane, isn’t it? Our own place.” he sounds in awe, like he didn't pick this flat out himself and sign all the paperwork with you. 

Your moment is interrupted by gagging noises coming from none other than Ross, who’s currently scrunching up his face and telling you to “Get a room, mate, we don’t need to see all that.”, with Adam shooting you both an apologetic look. Matty shakes his head and lets you go, flipping Ross off before finding another box to unpack, bringing it into the bathroom. You follow close behind with a box of your own, wanting to get your toiletries in order before you spend your first night there. 

Matty pulls out toothbrushes, towels, creams, and toilet paper, putting the items in their respective places as you cut open the tightly sealed box in front of you. You find more hair stuff, old dye, brushes, and combs, but one thing catches your eye. A box of bleach makes its way into your hands, and you run your fingers over the label as old memories flood your mind. 

The way Matty laughed as you put the first layer of bleach onto his hair, begging you to not fry it off or make him orange, earning him an annoyed eye roll and a vague threat. The sound of his laugh will never not make you fall in love with him even more. 

“We should re-do your roots, baby, it's been a while.” you say as you turn around, taking the opportunity to run a hand through Matty’s hair, seeing the two or so inches where his highlights had grown out. They’re not extremely noticeable, but you can see them clearly whenever he puts his hair up, the two strands that frame his face looking off and unfinished. 

You’re not one to talk, though, wincing as you think back to your bleached hair, how uneven and fried it was afterwards, happy about your decision to dye it back to black.

Matty takes a look in the mirror, narrowing his eyes “Yeah, it has, hasn't it? I look proper trashy now.” turning his head in all different directions to see his hair from all angles. You laugh quietly, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek, smiling against his skin. “You know I don't mind.” you reassure him, raking your nails down his arm. 

Taking your time, you unpack the rest of the bathroom, stopping in between to make sure the other hasn't broken anything down the hall. Adam seems to have everything under control, being ever helpful as Ross and George bicker over who has to bring in the dining table, both of them refusing to do it. Their fighting makes you roll your eyes in defeat, calling Matty from the bathroom to help you bring in the parts to build it back up, making sure all the screws were still in the little ziplock bag you put them in. 

The first night in your new flat is strange, sleeping in an empty room with just a bed and more. boxes. Both of you are sick to fucking death of the boxes, praying that you’d get the rest done tomorrow in the hopes of having an actual home, decorated and filled with the things you love. Matty’s record player sits on the floor as you cuddle up to him, laying your head on his bare chest.  

The sound of his breathing soothes any anxiety you feel, a familiar safety enveloping your body as night falls, moonlight flooding in through the curtainless window. This change is a lot for you, and Matty knows that, but it’s also a fresh start. A new beginning for your relationship, for your lives together. 

You fall asleep with Matty’s hand in your hair, rubbing loving circles into your scalp. 

☁︎

Matty grins as the bells chime, his eyes landing on you. Shutting the door behind you, you greet the hostess with a smile, noting her name down in your head, and make your way over to him. With your bag slung over your shoulder, the keychains attached to it clink as you walk, lifting the bar door to be greeted with a kiss and hug from your boyfriend, his arms snaking around your hips and pulling you close. 

“Missed me that much?” he asks, a cheeky smile spread onto his face. You make eye contact with the shift manager across the room, and she nods at you, shooting you a polite smile before turning to talk to a server. His work knows you, and lets you hang out behind the bar under the condition that you don’t touch anything, and don't distract him from his customers. 

Matty’s finally landed a job at a bar downtown, hidden behind a tailor but still popular nonetheless. It fits him, and pays well enough that he could afford the rent by himself if he had to, but you split it equally anyway. 

The black stained wood of the place is pleasing to the eye, silver detailing on the tables and bar pulling it all together nicely. You have your chair behind Matty, a bar stool you sit on to keep him company while he works his shifts, mostly in the evening or late afternoon, when the place starts to fill a bit more. 

Though very much enjoying the view of your boyfriend in a loose, borderline skimpy white tank shaking and pouring drinks, you take to people watching. The couple at table nine seems to be fighting, charged glances being exchanged as they silently eat their food. The woman at the other end of the bar is looking for someone to take home tonight, dressed up to the nines and sweet talking a man who seems quite a bit older than her. 

You play some songs on their jukebox, taking song requests from Matty here and there, and even ordering a few drinks to occupy you. Matty brings you your martini, letting his fingers linger a few beats too long as he hands it to you, using the moment to kiss you softly, the minty smell of gum on his breath. 

Time ticks by slowly as you sip your drink, holding idle conversation with a girl sitting at the bar whilst doing your best to stay out of Matty’s way. You’re pulled away by Matty scooting past you, grabbing a tall glass for a customer. 

“He’s your boyfriend?” the blonde asks, gesturing to a now quite sweaty, and mildly stressed Matty pouring a gin and tonic. You smile and nod, brushing your hair out of your face. “Yeah, they let me chill here while he works. Pretty cool, yeah?”

“Layla.” she says, holding out her hand for you to shake, and you offer your own name. You talk for a long while, and you make Matty make her a new drink more than once. It feels nice having someone to talk to. Getting lost in conversation, you learn she braids hair for a living, and Layla asks what you do. “I work at the Wetherspoons down the road from our flat, opening shifts when I can.” 

It’s not long before Matty taps you on the shoulder, telling you he’s about to go on his break. You politely excuse yourself, smiling sweetly as you follow him outside to the alley, pack of cigarettes already in hand. “Who’s that?” he asks, referring to the person you’d been speaking to for the better part of an hour. 

“That's Layla, it’s her first time here.” Matty just hums in response, handing you his nearly empty lighter. 

It takes a few tries to light, and the first drag relaxes you immediately. You don’t speak much, just stand there smoking your respective cigarettes until Matty puts his out under his boot. You can tell he’s tired and stressed by the overwhelming amount of customers, and that this break is much needed to get him through the rest of his shift. 

“You doing okay?” you ask as his hands find your hips, his face burying itself into the crook of your neck. “You smell nice.” he murmurs into your skin, ignoring your previous question. You let your hands wander the expanse of his back, feeling Matty tense and relax his whole body under your touch. 

“M’just tired.” he adds, pulling away to press his forehead against yours, staring into your eyes. The closeness of it all makes you giddy, but at the same time you worry about him.  

“Is it always this busy? I don't like seeing you this tired, baby.” you speak slowly, not wanting to sound too overbearing, knowing how much he hates being babied. Matty sucks in a deep breath, standing up straighter before giving you your answer. “It’s Saturday, always gonna be a bit fuller with people going out.” you just nod, rubbing his back lovingly and pressing a soft kiss to his bitten lips. 

Matty sighs into the kiss, his hands finding your shoulders as you guide him the brick wall of the alley, pushing him up against it gently. You can tell he likes this little turn of events, letting you direct him and take over the kiss quickly, licking into his mouth as your fingers graze over his torso, grabbing onto his waist. The soft noises he lets out make you smile, pulling away to look at him properly. 

“Y’know, some people think i sit there to look pretty for you, when really, you’re absolutely gagging to be whisked away like this, aren't you?” you whisper, digging your nails into his hips as a grin spreads onto Matty’s face, complementing the faint blush on his cheeks beautifully. 

“S’nice being appreciated for how hard I work, especially if it's like this.” Matty answers, swiping his tongue over his bottom lip before pulling you back in and kissing you, harder this time. 

You feel him up properly, groping his chest and sides while he feels the curve of your ass, kneading the flesh and earning soft moans from you. Making out in the alley isn't really the best way to be spending his ten minute break, but you can't bring yourself to care. It isn't until you’re interrupted by a harsh knock on the door that you pull away from each other, quickly smoothing out your clothes and wiping lipstick off Matty’s lips, shooting him one last cheeky smile before he goes back inside, quickly following behind him. 

☁︎

The distinct smell of bleach fills the air as you mix the dye in your trusty bowl, using the back of the brush to do so. Matty sits on the white marble counter, swinging his feet and fiddling with the speaker, turning the volume higher before facing you again. Using clips, you pin his hair up gently, fixing it so it’s easier to put the foils on afterward. 

The look in Matty’s eyes as you layer the mixture on makes your heart melt. His brown eyes bore into yours, and you almost lose your concentration more than once, quickly wiping off the stray bleach off the bits where it's not supposed to be. 

“Don’t fuck up my hair, I beg you.” Matty warns jokingly, licking his lips as you bit yours, cleaning up your mistake in record time. 

“Don't look at me like that then, it’s throwing me off.” you breathe, wiping your hand on a towel before continuing painting his roots. “Like what?” Matty asks, raising his eyebrows at you, questioning your statement. You simply shake your head, smiling fondly as a wave of deja vu washes over you. 

“Remember the first time we did this, back when I was a blonde?” 

Matty giggles at the memory, making a comment about how fried your hair was after that, and how your mother almost killed you because of it. The mention of your parents shifts the mood, but you ignore that sinking feeling in your chest in favor of wrapping Matty’s hair up. 

“I really love you, you know that?” the words sound like they've been coated in love the way they make you so, so giddy when you hear them. Your cheeks flush as Matty smiles sweetly, his hand thumbing at your hip while you work on him. “I love you too.” you answer, loving the way his eyes light up when you speak. 

Nothing could replicate the feeling you get when you’re with him, the pure, passionate love the two of you share. 

You giggle at the sight of Matty all done up in foils, strips of metal sticking out of his hair wildly. Committing the sight to memory, you kiss him while you wait for his hair to lift, faintly tasting the chapstick on his lips. 

[foxbinnstuff]

back with my crackship bullshit so soon holy crap! Anyways heres a ToriSaiKai ramble cuz my brains so dead

THIS MOSTLY GOES INTO TORIKAI AND THEIR FUNNY LITTLE DYNAMIC BE WARNED THIS IS LONG AND MIGHT BE OUT OF CHARACTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To me, ToriSaiKai doesn’t work that well as a full on relationship, it’d be so fucked 😭 its more of a “imagine them crushing on each other/imagine how messy it’d be if they dated for a couple months” so kinda like more like a crazy fling than anything

Toritsuka would probably find himself crushing on Saiki first cuz he can legit transform into a girl and all that, but thats been done 100 times so you get the jist :3 Tori’s brain works in a sort of “if I’m getting something from you, I’ll stay around” way so he’s being clingy to Saiki and doing extra favors for him and all that stuff because he just wants Saiki to date him at least once as Kusuko, which is far from a promise, so why is he clinging around Saiki and doing extra things for him if it doesn’t get him Kusuko in return? (he’s gay for Saiki and doesn’t realize yet) So he continues flattering Saiki and all that woth the excuse of Saiki’s shapeshifting. Why not just any other girl? Because Kusuko is canonically really really attractive and I don’t think the perv would let go of that for weeks to even months. But where does Kaido come in? Well, Kaido’s always kinda hanging around Nendo, Saiki and Kuboyasu with a huge emphasis on Saiki and Kuboyasu since he looks up to them so much, and heck you could even say “fuck it” and add Kubo into the poly crackship lol anyway, so in one way or another Kaido realizes he has more than just friendly feelings for Saiki but is in super denial! He starts feeling jealous over Tori doing all these favors and even flirting with Saiki, so Kaido’s like being protective and stuff in his own little ways going “Saiki, Toritsukas apart of the dark reunion! We need to release our powers on him!” very loudly and Saiki rolls his eyes, silently agreeing with Kaido and playing into it a little in his mind cuz yeah, maybe he should ‘release his powers’ on that perv. So Tori’s very aware of Kaido’s jokes but I do think that theres a misunderstanding and Tori thinks Kaido ACTUALLY has superhuman powers like Saiki, cuz Saiki has showed that he enjoys Kaido and see’s him as at least a friend more than a few times which is so rare for Saiki when they don’t know he’s a psychic. Tori is sort of confused and shocked when he makes that connection cuz Kaido’s so weak and small, but it kind of makes sense since his spirit guardian was a out of the ordinary chihuahua! Tori starts making thinly veiled threats back about his spirit medium power, saying stuff like how he’s gonna get a world star wrestler to possess him so they can fight it out like real men! Kaido really seriously thinks Tori’s part of Dark Reunion and Tori thinks Kaido knows about how Saiki’s a psychic and therefore knows about shapeshifting, wanting Kusuko all to himself like he does. I think it’d be really really funny if Tori knew about Kaido being gay first on accident 😭😭😭😭😭 a cocky Toritsuka going “I have no need to worry, I have waay more experience than you anyways” and a flushing Kaido going “Huh?! Who said I ever wanted him like that?!”

a bit of confusion all around! Its sort of hard for Saiki to decipher cuz all the misunderstandings but he eventually does, and he actually gets amusement out of it, not stopping it because that at first.

The 2 of them go head to head, Kaido not wanting his trusted ally and greatest friend to join Dark Reunion and Tori wanting a chance with Kusuko instead. They flatter him and pamper him and such and he actually doesn’t mind being bought extra sweets and such, he just has to put up with Tori’s overly flirtatious and suggestive comments from time to time and Kaido’s try’s at expressing his love for Saiki and how much he means to him, just so he doesn’t join Dark Reunion. Saiki can see that this is sort of ruining them at first because they both hate each other so much but then they start popping up in each others heads again and again I think it starts off as a sort of “maybe I should trick Kaido with this to make him look bad in front of Saiki!” and a “Whats Toritsuka doing over by Saiki?! He’s probably got something evil up his sleeve that’ll make Saiki succumb to the Dark Reunion! What if he puts something in his food! Poison? Something worse?!” But they get less situational and more sudden, Tori see’s something light blue and thinks “I hate that dumb chihuahua!” Kaido see’s something to do with ghosts and goes “that stupid Dark Reunion ghost perv!” They don’t even need to see each other much and they’re popping up in each other’s thoughts 10 times a day! That got a little worrying to Saiki, especially when they start having frustrated rambly thoughts about each other that felt like they never stopped.

“he pisses me off so bad! Flaunting his power around everywhere but not using it in front of anyone, such a cheap ploy just for chicks probably! Not to mention his cute act, how he probably uses makeup just to appear cuter and less threatening! That dark reunion crap is so annoying, every word out of that guys mouth carefully articulated to sound insane! He probably thinks he’s so good, that damn goody twoshoes! He drives me insane!”

“does he really think he’s so slick?! What did he even join Dark Reunion for?! To be a pervert to all the reunions women?! I should of known they’d have those kind of disgusting people, is he even a person?! His devilishly good looks, those can’t possibly be real or human! He’s some kind of undead or something! How dare he come back from his grave to haunt the JetBlackWings?! What a sick pervert!”

The thoughts lead up more and more, so does the flattery and the head to head battles. Tori pushes Kaido and Kaido punches Tori, Tori rolls his eyes and Kaido goes into a fit of yelling. Their thoughts about each other slip out but the only thing they can understand are the accidental compliments, catching them both very off gaurd.

They sort of want to understand each other and why they’re doing this after a while, Tori asking stuff like “whats your deal?! We can just take turns!” and Kaido yelling “Why did you even join Dark Reunion, to haunt him!?”

They don’t really get anywhere except they know more and more that this is all for Saiki but they want it to stop, but they really don’t want it to stop at the same time. Their little fights and nonsensical arguments replay over and over in their heads, keeping them up at night, trying understand what the other was saying, trying to understand what’s happening to their brains and why its always either each other or Saiki.

what I like about it is the huge fucking mess they have to get out of, cuz lets be real, Kaido and Tori are like COMPLETE opposites

[imustbenuts]

nuts reading trigun in japanese 6 - kaite's foreshadowing. plant synchronization's downside

remember in my part 3 and 5 i was talking about hierarchy? surprisingly, it continues past chapter 8 with kaite. and wolfwood. triangulating nyoom

(to be honest... ive been doing these read and analysis completely blind in a 1st JP read through. so its possible ill find new nuances, get things wrong as the context shifts and changes, so my stuff looks like its scattered all over the place. sorry about that.)

i think ill start explaining names and meanings. kaite's name in japanese is kaito. カイト. this can be a homonym with i think 怪盗 (kaitou) in this case, which means phantom thief. for trying to help Neon with stealing loot from the Sand Steamer.

left bubble next to neon: 道案内は的確だったかね！？ I trust your guide has been giving you clear instructions?

^the headaches with manga translations has always been to keep texts short and reasonable for flow and readability, so these simplifications can and sometimes must happen.

but, add dakutens, the " on 2 of those カイト katakanas and suddenly, kaito turns into. ガイド gaido. Guide.

so Kaite has been playing as a guide to lead vash to his death at the hands of Neon. this page is such a fucking whammy with the wordplay going on. if you just read this in japanese theres a moment of "oh shit, no way, Kaite, vash just told you to stop betraying people! what the hell!"

yet theres a level of trust going on already, so its not as bad as it seems

nightow really likes his worldplay. i really like this page.

kaite redeems himself by later charging into the boiler room and helps turn the valve to stop the sand steamer from running off cliff and killing everyone on board....

hm. a guide. and those sequences

we sure have a lot of guides here. one who appears in the manga later with a kansai dialect. and another in TriStamp, where he is younger than he appears.

when i spoke about hierarchy and the fact that vash is over 150, i was also kind of hinting that all of current humanity are akin to children in the system of JP hierarchy. that takes on extra meaning with a little change of context and language

wolfwood is filling in the shoes of kaito here in tristamp. and within trimax, kaito foreshadows him. incredible.

theres actually more going on with wolfwood and certain design/changes choices i wanna talk about with tristamp but ill save it for another day. maybe when i run into him in this read later

Plant Synchronization downside.

....so theres a bad downside to vash synchronizing with the plant that i didn't catch. which also answers what the fuck was going on in tristamp when that version of him hits the ground

nightow mentions this in an interview, link here posted and transcribed by xoxo-otome (thank you!) that he likes action flicks and has incorporated a lot of action into his work. and its true. there is so much action in the form of sound effects.

reading through the entire manga and paying attention to the sfx peppered around offers a lot more context to whats happening in half of the panels that seemingly doesnt make sense

like this one where the top panel has "DADADADADA" sfx. so they're stomping down the corridor with their guns crossed and facing each other. the "GO OH" in the bottom panel emphasizes the sudden burst into open air. unfortunately, anyone who values their life and sanity in this economy will not want to translate trigun's sfxs 100%.

i should have paid more attention when reading trigun in english. but i didn't so here i am. in the trigunbookclub tag now doing this.

why is it important? here. this. below. when vash does his plant thing with his sister:

see those heart panels? i tried searching real quick but nobody seems to have pointed this out. i havent seen this in EN fanfics. maybe i missed it. maybe im stupid:

thats Dokun, the sound effect of a heart thumping. as vash synchronizes, the heart panels with the same sound effect appear, but they gradually split apart further with ellipses "..." to signify his heart beat slowing down. and down. and down....

Dokun, do kun, do... kun....

then the wings comes out. and the panel below it:

sfx: PIIIIIIIIIII

breathes. a FLAT LINE.

aaaaaaAA?!

何かなんだかわかりません I'm not sure what's going on. とにかくプラントの動きは一切止まっています But the Plant's movement has completely stopped. 同時に男にも呼吸　心音ともに停止してます It's the same with that man. His breathing and heartbeat sounds like it's stopped with the plant too.

AAAAA?!!?! the も means vash is in the same state as the plant?

i.... um. um.,, ANYWAY-

AAAAAAAAAAAA?! HUH?! HUH??? HUH?!

is THIS why he has a metal grate over his heart? something happened and he an an operation on his heart???? by some engineer maybe? what? huh? am i reading this wrong? what? wait, hello? HEY!!!

what the fuck. okAY--?!

and then he just. pretends like nothing's happened. doesnt tell kaito anything. and he leaves the Sand Steamer.

and im going to have to sleep bc its 5 am now and pretend like i didnt just realize something this big right in front of my eyes during the first read.

[beetleviolet]

Let's talk about Bishop from TOTTMNT

(Tw sibling death)

@hahachiknfunny

Ok. I'm going to just get this out of the way at the beginning.

I HATE THIS CHARACTER

And not in a "aaa this villain makes me so mad bc they're evil" no I mean I hate the way her character is developed and justified.

IF YOU DISAGREE PLEASE DO EXPLAIN I WOULD QUITE GENUINLY LOVE TO HEAR ABOUT IT!!!

So I am still working my way through a lot of different tmnt series (currently alternating between 2012 and 2003), so I don't have a lot of experience with the usual Bishop character. Based on the little I know about him (mostly from fanfiction), my general impression was that he was this bigoted white guy who was like. A mutant nazi or something. He hates mutants because they are different, they are "flawed", and therefore they are a threat. I figured he was just a hateful asshole, and hadn't thought about it more then that.

But for this, they decided to go in a different direction. The ✨tragic backstory✨ direction. Which is a pretty good direction! IF you do it right. Which, in my humble opinion, THEY ABSOLUTELY DID NOT!!!!

Ok let's get some actual points here!

When we get Josefina Bishop's backstory, she starts as this passionate, nice character who is eager to achieve her robot building dreams. Nothing about her is mean or hating or anything of the sort. She is exasperated by Rod, but doesn't say anything incredibly bitter to him, she's just frustrated being forced to work with this rich guys man child. Which yeah! Thats fair! She has a sister who died and who is the inspiration of her work. Awesome!

And then her workshop is destroyed.

Let me just add. She is being funded by a millionaire. She probably has insurance! Her sister is in no way harmed by these events. And yet her response to property damage is DOMESTIC FUCKING TERRORISM.

She immediately gets bitter and revenge-filled, deciding that she should exterminate ALL THE MUTANTS!!!

You know, the mutants that were helping fight Superfly? The enemies of the one who destroyed her work? THEYRE LITERALLY ON HER SIDE???

And not only does this hatred of Superfly extend to the turtles.

SHE ALMOST KILLS A SUBWAY TRAIN FULL OF PEOPLE!!!

Because, of course "iTs A sMaLL pRicE tO PaYyYyyy"

Bestie. Honey. Girlfriend.

Its just. Weird to me? It doesn't seem very thought out. I would have loved a kind of change up from the usual Bishop themes, but just because its different and new isn't an excuse for it to suck!

IT TOTALLY COULD HAVE WORKED AND HERE IS HOW.

Nickelodeon needs to stop being a bitch and kill off her sister during the Superfly conflict.

Its very clearly what they WANTED to do. Its like the original concept was that her sister died, but that was considered too violent, so they took that out, but then didn't replace it with something else. And they tried so hard to be like "ohhh its about my sisterrrr" GIRL WHAT THIS IS ABOUT SUPERFLY DESTROYING YOUR SHIT AND YOU BEING BUTT HURT ABOUT IT.

And another thing! For a character to turn evil, they have to SNAP! And a character can't snap unless they are already under enough pressure to make that a threat.

Make her be cruel to Rod. Have her be control freak who has to have all the variables perfectly in place. Bitter about the sponsors that doubted and rejected her. Make her already angry at the world, have the only thing that matters to her be her robots and her sister, the two things that were always at her side. And then one day Superfly kills her sister and destroys her lifes work. Yes, she can rebuild the robots. Not the sister though, and making them without her is such an empty and performative motion.

Mutants have gotten people killed. They're too dangerous, its too much of a risk.

This mindset would make so much more sense if they just HAD SUPERFLY KILL HER SISTER LIKE OMG.

Also she had several direct conversations with the turtles, so she was well aware they were intelligent beings.

ALSO! She didn't target the mutants who used to work with Superfly. That would TOTALLY make sense even without the sister thing!

But no. She had to kill the TURTLES. The ones who are widely acknowledged and widely known to be the ones to stop Superfly and save NYC and the world.

But you know what? Maybe i could let that go. Its a kids show, right? And I did like her recovery arc at the end.

Until they. You know. COMPLETELY UN DID ALL OF THAT!!!!

I thought that maybe Bishop will be like. Idk a spy for the mutants or something, like a double agent, but tbh based on the previous writing of her character, I wouldn't put it past the writers to just. Have her do a complete 180. I'm just mad she's going to be a reoccurring character.

Anyway. I kinda hate to dump on this show so much bc I love (most) everything else about it. Bishop was the lowest point to me by far.

[jackass-jones]

Just gonna make a list here of my thoughts after finishing deltarune don’t mind me. I haven’t looked at any other theories or discussions yet so this is all just my brain jumping in a bunch of directions akdjsk

Pretty sure susie is just a harem anime protagonist who’s super oblivious aldnks. Noelle is the love interest the show is clearly pushing for who gets the most cute scenes, ralsei and kris are the unfortunate bastards who desperately want a piece of the action but are forbidden by the narrative from being picked, berdly is the late edition wildcard that makes like 2 fans very very happy but is very obviously the crack option. And honestly good for susie

Everything with noelles house and getting to control the soul and watch kris act on their own was so fucking cool. Hearing them play the piano again but not being able to see it was just asghhh made me emotional. The way the piano sounds just a bit messy too like they’re barely able to contain themselves the relief of having their body back and being themself again, who knows for how long

Rouxls is great I love voicing him I just do preminger and gradually make it more high pitched until he can only be understood by dogs

I’m just gonna start rambling about ralsei now yeah he was my favorite character before and now he’s definitely definitely my favorite oogh we got such good ralsei shit these chapters god

First off the susie and ralsei relationship is my favorite in the game I love them so much I love how much they care about each other and how it kinda hurts cuz it feels like kris can only watch it happen they can’t add anything, not really. I love how Susie wants ralsei to go to the festival with them and wants to steal furniture to decorate his room with and just lets him exist and be his own person. She also taught him the uwu voice which is. Cursed why did she do that hes too powerful now STOP. Also ralsei emphasizing how kind Susie is makes me very emotional cuz she’s always been told she’s the bad kid and she’s not worth anything BUT SHE MEANS SO MUCH TO HIM SHES KIND AND ALWAYS WANTS TO INCLUDE HIM SHES THE HERO WITH HOPE IN HER HEART DAMMIT. Sickening!

Ralsei projecting onto tenna and telling him that darkners aren’t real and they shouldn’t be sad cuz it’s a burden to lightners like duuude. Get help lol. The way he lives so deeply ingrained with the prophecy and bases his entire being on the attention he gets from specifically the player to the point where he shuts down doesn’t even let himself have ANYTHING offscreen because why would he bother? He’s not real, he only exists as the supporting cast. Hes just supposed to be the obnoxiously cute uwu boy who makes cake and doesn’t know what sex is omg. The fact that he never made cake until susie and kris arrived and then it became like his Thing cuz thats just what’s expected of him and he’s never even tried it for himself, never even CONSIDERED trying it for himself and has to be talked into it after putting up protests. I’m worried does my man like ever eat anything 😵‍💫. And then also the way he’s starting to be convinced by Susie that he should do more things for himself, that he’s ALLOWED to, and the way he wants to start being his own person, but he still asks the player for permission. It’s agonizing in every way. It’s like, who the hell knows what kris is thinking, possibly frustration that they’re being asked for input but they obviously can’t actually give it and the fact that ralsei is doing a dogshit job at being his own person when he can’t even eat a fucking cake without needing the players permission and god the fact that he’s talking about wanting to be a person and isn’t that just fucking great meanwhile kris is a literal breathing cage who has to sit through this shit

And more on the prophecy it’s so interesting the contradiction going on where ralsei lives strictly by the code but at the same time withholds information he thinks is too scary to know and has been desperately trying to force a peaceful path in hopes of it granting a different outcome even though he knows it’s futile. He knows so much, too much, and his need to be loved by the others trumps his need to live by the book. He really did just make friends for the first time and became so attached he’d say fuck it all if it meant they’d stay, but he refuses to vocalize it properly because he doesnt believe he matters and can’t stand the idea of having even the slightest negative effect on them. It’s actually so cool if they forgot all about him even cuz he shouldn’t even exist and basically doesn’t if you think about it and it’s fine but also if they hate him he will kill himself

Ohhhh im gonna be feral about the last scene with ralsei for the rest of time I’m afraid. Love the fact that the player doesn’t get to see the end of the prophecy but the characters know it, there’s so many little moments like that in this chapter it’s juicy. Ralseis reaction to susie seeing it was so fucking heartbreaking, to him this is life ruining information and he just ruined everything for everyone it’s all his fault and he’s on the floor sobbing and won’t stop apologizing and it’s like. How the hell was I able to literally hear him sobbing despite the fact he’s not voice acted and his dialogue sounds remained the same? HOW. And susie comforting him and very clearly being shaken but trying to be hopeful. And the agonizing moment again where you’re prompted for dialogue the player says it’s okay to not smile but kris hugs ralsei and that broke me just a bit cuz despite everything, DESPITE EVERYTHING, it’s true and real and we’re gonna get through this buddy. And ralsei with blood on his face saying he thought it was cool when kris played piano AGGHHH. Devastating

So gerson in the dark world is dead and had his ashes kept with his hammer in the light world. So this begs a few questions about ralseis light world equivalent. I had a theory in mind midway through my playthrough that ralsei was one of alphys attempts at reviving asriel that went wrong and he ended up a fragmented piece all alone in the dark world and doesn’t have any idea who he is or what he’s supposed to be and he inserted himself into the prophecy in order to give himself purpose. So idk maybe uh uh he golden flowerrrrr with ashes in ittt :) can you tell I’m getting too tired and wanna stop typing

Pointing at gerson fight again cuz it’s so so good

Ralsei is Akane coded

[resurrectionist3]

What the hell are we supposed to do about America?

I’m asking anyone who sees this to repost, add tags, and add insight and extra information to this if possible. Even if it isn’t your usual type of content or even if you think this stuff doesn’t apply to you, please share it anyways. If anything, I just need confirmation that people are seeing what I have to say and that they perhaps share my thoughts. I know this is a lot but I tried to make it as clear and easy to read and understand as I could.

As a history fan, I’ve been having a really hard time recently. And im sure a lot of people know why.

Im scared right now. Im tired. And Im angry. Im constantly being overtaken by all of these emotions and I don’t even know where to begin to direct that passion and those feelings.

People everywhere, especially online, are talking about whats going on in the United States right now. A lot of people are talking about leaving and for most, thats really not an option. Most are calling for us to fight back and to stand up against what’s happening and what’s going to happen.

But how do you even start to do that? WHERE do you start? I’m among the many people who have asked those questions. We’re AWARE of what’s going on, we KNOW. And yet we feel stuck because what in the world are you even supposed to do?

History always repeats itself - it’s like bad film remakes of classics that didn’t need to be reimagined. So I decided to go back to one of my favourites of the remakes - the American Revolution. I’m not going to tell you that i did extensive research that lasted several hours and combed over hoards of reputable sources, because i didn’t. I did a singular Google search and opened one website. “What events led up to the American Revolution?” And I opened a link for the Massachusetts Historical Society (provided on this post).

All i needed was a basic summary and understanding of the several events and happenings that led to a war and entire reformation of a country, because i just needed to genuinely know - how the FUCK did they do that.

DISCLAIMER: I’m not telling anyone to praise and/or worship the “Founding Fathers” for what they did way back in the 1700s. I’m not saying they were good people who did good things; in fact we know that as individuals, a lot of them were pretty shitty. No one should be worshipping any one person or group of people - dare i say thats what got us into this mess we’re in right now. So telling you to look up to these dead white men and make them like gods is the absolute LAST thing i’m trying to do. But one thing they did right was incite massive change. And thats what we all need too. So i think its at least helpful to look back at what they did because clearly - it worked.

I screenshotted the main page of the website i linked and i think i’m just going to let the words there speak for themselves because some of it sounds eerily similar to some problems we’re facing or will face soon (This post is also long enough already). I implore you to go to the website and read more about each of these things and even do your own research. The similarities between human history and modern day issues absolutely do not stop here. I marked and highlighted parts that I personally believe are pretty prevalent.

Just adding a little bit of insight to the second to last point: Washington kind of notoriously didn’t want to lead the people. And he certainly didn’t want to be President. But often times, the people who don’t want to be in positions of leadership and power are the people who are most fit to do so. Because they understand the responsibilities and what it means to be in such a position. Beware of people who yearn for power and strive to be in leadership positions…

This is absolutely not much - but I did this because I just needed to know. I needed to be reminded that this level of change was possible once. I’m more than aware that things are different now. Even though the story is the same, the characters and the finer details are different and far more complex. Even if we tried, I couldn’t say for sure that it would work. America isn’t 13 colonies anymore. It’s 50 established states - 48 mainland, and 2 islands on opposite sides of the map. MILLIONS of people. How do you spread the word to that many? We have access to much quicker communication now, but thats both a blessing and a curse. The revolution was also during a time when those in charge at the state level were far more aware and involved with the communities they oversaw and represented. Things that happened then are just either extremely difficult or even impossible to replicate today.

But in my opinion (which is nowhere near expert), I think the one thing we should try to do is unite as much as possible. I know it’s extremely, extremely difficult to see eye to eye these days. I’m not asking anyone to make friends or agree with people who have dangerous and harmful views. But the best way to keep power over mass amounts of people is to keep them blind and separated - keep them weak and unaware of how strong they could be if they worked together. A few people may not be able to push an immovable obstacle - but hundreds? Thousands? They could break one.

Rather than arguing, please try to educate. At the end of the day, there is something that everyone can agree on. Find something and expand upon that. If people are worried about groceries and taxes and those things, then do what you can to learn about that and explain what can ACTUALLY be done to fix those things. Show them the truth, show them whats being done and explain how its working AGAINST the people, not FOR us. If you can agree on ONE THING, perhaps thats a start.

Its time to have those uncomfortable conversations that we try to ignore or avoid at family gatherings. I’m going to work on it myself, because I am not a strong speaker in real life. It took me over 2 hours to curate and write this post, imagine if i had to come up with things on the spot💀 When discussing polarising topics with friends and family who dont agree with your stance, please please try to educate them rather than belittle them for having incorrect or harmful information. People who are on .. that side prefer to yell, talk over others, argue, bring up random things, place blame, and change topics. They do that because deep down, I believe they know that they’re wrong. So instead of talking respectfully and civilly, they get loud and obnoxious because they want to confuse and fluster you. And it’s easy to give in, especially when it’s just you against others. If you ever feel you’ll be in danger for speaking up in those moments, then PLEASE do what you believe is necessary to keep yourself safe. But for those of you who can, I just want you to try. Yea, it’s going to make family gatherings uncomfortable. But at this point, that’s a small price to pay. I understand cutting off old friends and family members who have harmful views and spread harmful rhetoric. But IF YOU CAN, please try to make them agree with you on SOMETHING. Because it’s a start.

The higher powers want people to be divided - pointing fingers at each other and other things, placing blame on anything else other than the real cause of the problems. Because they want you to be blind to the real threat, which is them.

This is so fucking corny and i can’t believe im about to write this and believe it but honestly…

United is the ONLY way we can stand now. But currently .. we’re anything but United.

[spacehostilityy]

rewatching the OVAs (netflix s2)

low key one of my fave intros art wise (we all know howling by granrodeo is my fave intro song lol) like the suits !! are so !! cute!!!

and this frame is adorable !!

I love the search for hawk sm theyre all so fucking cute

Meliodas casually dropping “you are my purpose in life” to Elizabeth like a month after they met is INSANE. Bc from his side, makes sense. Fell in love when they were young from opposite sides of a war, risked everything to be together, have been finding and losing each other for 3000 years. But from her side, he is a cool guy she has a crush on (who is at least 15ish years older than her) who she might have known as a child. He also just described her as his entire life’s purpose. Like bro THATS CRAZYYY

Seeing Meliodas destroy the horn of cernunos is such a badass moment to me. The way he responds to her taunting with direct action and violence rather than his usual merciful beating around the bush. My favorite Mel moments are when he is using his silly goofy little guy façade and suddenly has to drop it. This is when we see a glimpse of who he was when leading the 10 commandments: arrogant, powerful, and constantly full of rage

it just so happens that arrogant, powerful, and constantly full of rage are my most prized qualities in any character

WAIT HOLY SHIT IS THE “HEINOUS SIN” MELIODAS IS CONSIDERING THAT THE GODDESS SAYS WILL DRIVE EVERYONE HE LOVES AWAY REFERRING TO HIS PLAN TO BECOME THE DEMON KING ?!?!?!?

THAT WOULD MAKE SO MUCH SENSE AND ADDS LOWKEY A TON CHARACTER MOTIVATION TO EVERYTHING ELSE MEL DOES FROM HERE ON OUT

maybe everyone knew this and im late to the game but damn that would be so cool

im pretty sure ban switches out his red leather for the long burgundy coat is bc he keeps getting stabbed front to back and the coat has a hole in the back so the weapon wont tear it lolll😭

i feel like their faces (esp meliodas’s) look a tiny bit janky in the OVAs

once again appreciating the intro 😌

They’re so fucking cute !!

Merlin and Ban clearly don’t rlly like each other much yet and it’s so funny to me

Like these are Meliodas’s closest friends and they just kinda annoy each other a lot

it’s like fuckin icarly

Gustav: the captain and one of his fellow sins going one on one? We might neve see something like this again!

hahahahaha nooo. i mean gustav didn’t, he’s dead. but the rest will el ol el

Gil is the biggest dork to ever live and howzer is concerned. Mans is crying at watching them fight and howzer is just like … ok ??

Bartra: where the fuck is my daughter

his daughter: literally watching a cage fight

MELIODAS RIPS OFF BAN’S FUCKING ARM AND SMACKS HIM WITH IT AHSDBFKSKFSDHFFK LOLLLL

theyre literally the cutest

bestiesss (boyfriends)

every one of these bitches is a fucking alcoholic

ban’s whole character is that he’s a depressed, violent alcoholic and I love him

my horrible secret is that im skipping through a lot of ova 3 bc im just not a kiane girlie😔

i do love diane tho she so babygirl

nakaba’s not even thinly veiled size kink strikes again. Seriously, i can fuck with it, but its so funny that every single main ship has a significant/abnormal height difference

hendy and dreyfus are so gay for each other im genuinely surprised it’s not canon

like look at this scene and tell me something lgbt is not happening here

omg my pfp !!

Howzer’s dad is such a dick i love it

Meliodas using the sugar spoon to full counter is literally so fucking cute, i love when they have to use dumb weapons

but also vivian lost to a tiny spoon hehe

bet gil regrets not killing vivian after she kidnaps and permanently fucks up his son ahaha🥲

Merlin being fucking terrifying saying that vivian should have realized that she is a monster is why im gay

Meanwhile Meliodas:

I love when his face does that he’s so baby

KASDBFKLHDFNWDKF GIL, HOWZER, AND GRIAMOR ALL BEGING HORNY ABT “MATURE WOMAN” MERLIN

anyway time to start season 2!!