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ridley-was-a-cat · 7 months

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Spring 2023 Anime Roundup

Anime of the Season – Skip and Loafer

It’s rare enough for a manga I read and love to get an anime adaptation, and to have a top-tier studio adapt it is even rarer still, so this adaptation of one of my very favorite series by P.A. Works, a studio that only makes bangers, is pretty much a dream come true. The strength of the series is in its writing, especially in how it writes characters who appear to be common archetypes, but eventually show themselves to be individuals who are neither too good nor completely bad. This would have likely stood out no matter who adapted it, and made for an enjoyable story, but luckily it was adapted by a director who nailed the wistful watercolor art style of the manga, and framed and lit the scenes perfectly, taking this to another level entirely. The end result is a series about two very different kids – an awkward, overachieving girl from the sticks and an easy-going, charismatic city boy – that shows how high school can be bewildering, magical, and life-changing all at the same time. 10/10

First Runner-Up – Vinland Saga S2

This season was the masterful payoff for every frustrating thing Thorfinn did in season one. It was obvious then that he was making terrible decisions because of his youth and his trauma, and this season of farming as a slave on a Danish farm was all about him beginning to understand what he’d done and the incredibly difficult process of atonement he has in front of him. 9/10

Second Runner-Up – My Love Story with Yamada-kun at Lv999

You know we’re in a sort of shoujo anime renaissance when you see the names Morio Asaka and Madhouse together again, and this series did not disappoint. Akane was a delightfully messy heroine, and it was a ton of fun to watch outwardly stoic gamer Yamada slowly catch feelings for the agent of chaos that stumbled into his life. 8/10

The Dangers in My Heart – When this opened up with the male lead saying he wanted to hurt the prettiest girl in class and see her in tears, I was a little concerned about what I was getting into, but it quickly became evident that it was a clever story about a middle-school edgelord figuring out that he just had a normal-ass crush on a girl and deciding to shed parts of his tweenage identity that don’t suit him anymore. 8/10

Golden Kamuy S4 – One part period drama, one part crime thriller, and one part black and/or blue comedy, there really is nothing else quite like this show in anime. It’s nothing short of masterful how it handles multiple crews of questionable dudes all trying to outwit each other while cracking the most irreverent jokes along the way. 8/10

Birdie Wing: Golf Girls’ Story S2 – While this season was not quite as balls-to-the-wall audacious as the first season, it was still a high-octane sports anime about girls playing golf in international tournaments under the thumb of mafia and business organizations, with a liberal sprinkling of Gundam references, and I’ll take all the intense girls’ sports anime they’ll give me. 8/10

Why Raeliana Ended up at the Duke’s Mansion – It will eat away at me until the day I die that they gave this top-tier romantic suspense manhwa adaptation to a fourth-rate studio that couldn’t animate or storyboard to save its life. Raeliana is a fantastic self-saving heroine, Noah is the perfect sarcastic love interest, and the art was beautiful, but, goddamn, that animation was not good. 8/10

My Clueless First Friend – On first glance, this looks like just another school-set shounen romcom that pairs an aggressive character with one who just blushes, but a couple episodes in it shows some real emotional depth that sets it apart. If the male lead is this dedicated to hyping up his best girl while he’s in elementary school, he’s going to be a force of nature later. 7/10

Insomniacs After School – There was a lot I loved about this series. The way the male and female leads connected over their shared struggle with insomnia was really satisfying to watch, and I loved seeing them be physically affectionate with each other. It just lacked any soaring moments to truly wow me. 7/10

The Ancient Magus’ Bride S2 – When I saw that this season took place in a school for young magicians and sorcerers in England, I have to admit that I rolled my eyes a bit, but it introduced a good crop of unique characters and seems to be building up to a meaty conflict for cour two in the fall. 7/10

Hell’s Paradise – I really enjoyed the visuals and many of the colorful characters in this supernatural-tinged action adventure, but something I can’t quite put my finger on in the writing kept me from really getting into it. 7/10

Otaku Elf – This was a perfectly pleasant little slice of life about an elf woman who has been living in Japan since the Edo era and is currently enshrined as a local temple’s god. The conversations about history and present day nerdery between the elf and her helper were really charming. 7/10

Dead Mount Death Play – You don’t see reverse isekai all that often, and this is having some fun with the idea, as the isekaied necromancer archvillain transported to Japan might be one of the least evil characters in the story. 7/10

Dr. Stone: New World – I enjoy this series less and less with each subsequent season, as it becomes more and more blatant that science is for boys and cooking and sewing are for girls. Their adventure across the sea is still entertaining enough, but the worldview is grating. 7/10

KamiKatsu: Working for God in a Godless World – There were a number of novel and creative ideas in this isekai story about the son of a cult leader getting sent to a world without gods and proceeding to build power via religious techniques, but the story wasn’t really coherent, and while the production lampshaded its shortcomings, they were still shortcomings. A whole mess, but an entertaining mess. 6/10

The Legendary Hero Is Dead! – I generally give anything tagged as ecchi a hard pass, but the opening theme song was catchy and the premise sounded kind of fun, so I gave it a try. I mostly enjoyed myself, but the story didn’t always make sense, and there were too many thigh gaps for a show centered on a leg guy. 6/10

A Galaxy Next Door – This romance featuring a shoujo mangaka and his assistant wasn’t bad, but the story was so frictionless, the characters were so well-behaved, and the voice actors sounded so much like customer service reps, that there was nothing to really hook me. 6/10

Oshi No Ko – I’ve been fascinated by the reaction to this show as some sort of masterpiece, as I found it deeply mediocre. It couldn’t decide if it was trying to be a revenge fantasy, a murder mystery, or a showbiz drama, and the infodumping via the dialogue was egregious. Each episode left me wanting to rewatch Idolish7. 6/10

Kubo Won’t Let Me Be Invisible – This was just one of those romcoms about a nondescript boy who attracts the persistent attention of a pretty girl that was neither good nor bad. Additionally, it had a frustrating tendency to explain to the viewer with dialogue what was already apparent via the action instead of trusting the viewer. 6/10

Too Cute Crisis – I can’t decide if the problem with this show about invading aliens waylaid by cute animals was a matter of directing or of writing, but it lacked the proper build up and comedic timing for the jokes and relied too heavily on the actors yelling the punchline to get a laugh. 6/10

Mashle: Magic and Muscles – On paper, this shounen comedy about a boy without magic dominating a magic high school really sounded like my kind of thing. In practice, however, none of the jokes landed for me and the fights were tediously boring. 5/10

Magical Destroyers – This gritty magical girl show set in a world where otaku are systematically oppressed by the government is every bit as shallow and undercooked as the premise sounds, and the visuals are not special enough to redeem it. The creator came up with the idea in high school, and it shows. 4/10

#anime #spring anime 2023 #anime 2023 #skip and loafer #vinland saga #my love story with yamada at lv999 #the dangers in my heart #golden kamuy #my clueless first friend #birdie wing #the reason why raeliana ended up at the duke's mansion

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jimlingss · 3 years

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It's B from @bang-tan-bitches and I would like to request a yandere fic. It can be BTS OT7 x reader or BTS member of your choice x reader. Similar to your amazing isekai story i would like something similar(a long one shot or a multi-chapter, your choice). Whether YN transmigrates to a game or a novel (not as a villain but maybe as a cannon fodder side character that has little importance to the story and just wants to lay low) but YN captures the attention of the love interest(s) and shit starts getting weird, intense, uncomfortable. Maybe it causes the supposed female lead to turn into the villain, maybe it causes the love interest(s) to turn into the villain(s). Maybe YN realizes that something is wrong with the story/game but can't figure it out. Idk. Time period doesn't matter. Modern. Ancient. Fairytale. Fantasy. Whatever.

If you can do this great! If you can't or don't want to, that's okay too. You're an amazing writer with so much talent and I'm really appreciative of all your work. Thank you for taking requests from your fans, I'm sure you've received a lot.

Take care! 😘💜💜💜

at the start of the pandemic, I was getting back into manga and manhwa and then after a few months, I dawdled off but recently, I’ve been getting back into it again haha so this request came at a pretty good time. Hopefully you won’t mind that I’ve taken some creative liberties with this request lol I think it’s more fun if I keep readers on their toes, including the requester.

On another note, I really shouldn’t be writing all my isekai’s with Taehyung as the main lead but he’s just so fitting asdfghjkl

↳ The Fox Bride

2.6k || 99% Light Fluff, 1% Angst || Kim Taehyung || Isekai!AU, Slight Yandere!AU, Nine-Tailed Fox!Taehyung

You are a tutorial character.

But you weren’t always. You still remember being a career woman in the twenty-first century, struggling with overtime and paying bills while trying to keep yourself fed. The success of that ranged from month to month. But more importantly, you still remember that night too.

It was rainy. Your car blew a flat tire. You pulled to the side of the highway and got out.

The last thing that registered was the deafening honk of the semi-truck.

Then you felt yourself flying upwards.

But when you landed, instead of colliding with the concrete and dying upon impact, you fell back onto your ass in the middle of a market on a dirt road. Transported back a thousand years ago.

Your purpose was fulfilled in the next two minutes.

“Are you alright?”

The male protagonist had stretched out his hand and helped you up. The hero. The main character. It was obvious with his bright red hair, shining eyes and bronze armour. He was so starkly different from the rest who were gray and drab, including you who was suddenly in a brown shapeless dress. He was practically a neon billboard in the middle of a graveyard.

“Are you Y/N?”

You looked at him, befuddled that he knew your name. But before you could even respond or provide a line of dialogue, he said, “This is a delivery from Baker Jeon. He gives you his thanks.”

The protagonists handed you a loaf of bread. Undoubtedly his first ever quest.

You looked down, not sure what to do with it.

“Do you know where the blacksmith is?”

You had absolutely no clue. But there was the deafening noise of hammering steel literally ten steps away. You would have to be blind not to see the gruff man shaping a sword at an anvil right on the road and deaf not to hear it. As if that wasn’t enough, the literal sign of the shop read: ‘the blacksmith’.

So you pointed.

“Thanks.” And he trudged off.

You were utterly confused until a background character who said they knew you waved you over. You shared your bread with her, brushed aside when she asked you what was wrong, and you followed her as she walked up to your supposed cottage.

All the while, you saw yourself in the background of the hero’s main quest as he ran through the town.

And that was that.

It wasn’t so hard to figure out where you were or what the hell this was when you put your mind to it. Without much of a job or a family, and no technology but the candle that you had to conserve when night fell, there was ample time.

So you spent it thinking and you eventually solved the mystery.

You were in Beast Boys Harem: A Forbidden Embrace. AKA. a dumb yaoi otome game app that you downloaded on your phone when you were sixteen and bored. You remember because you were too cheap to buy the routes, so you played the tutorial, prologue and read the summaries of the routes online. Now you regret that you didn’t just fork over the goddamn five dollars.

Even more than that, you regret that you even downloaded the game in the first place.

But at least you’re just a tutorial character. You’re free from the storyline and the plot—

That’s what you thought.

Turns out living a thousand years in the past in a fantasy realm as a woman didn’t bode well. It was probably no different from how it would’ve been like in the medieval ages. You had no trade skills. No one was willing to accept you as an apprentice when you were a woman. You found that you were essentially illiterate with a reading level of a preschooler, no one was willing to teach you, and you had no power or wealth when you were without a father or a husband.

And you’re certain what the landlord and tax-collectors are doing is illegal.

But in this world, in this unjust realm, there is no such thing as the law.

“We know you’re in there!”

You jolt from the heavy pounding on the frail wooden door.

“It’s time to pay up!”

Your hands tremble as you set the candle down that’s still billowing of smoke, the flame smothered out mere seconds ago. As much as you want to hide and pull the blanket over your head, you know that door won’t last. They’ll find you if you’re trapped in here.

“If you can’t, spread those legs of yours!” a low voice spits and there’s chortling from the men.

Someone adds, “Sell your body already!”

“Open up! Damn whore!”

Without a single possession but the white nightgown clad on your body, you open the latch of the back window. You cringe at the squeak, trying to keep your movements quiet before the door gives way.

You hoist yourself up onto the window ledge. The door bends with the strength of multiple clenched fists against it. Your feet touch the soft grass outside your cottage. The men shout.

And the door finally slams against the wall, hinges broken.

But by then, you’ve slipped into the shadows.

“Where is she?!”

The blanket is ripped off the bed, curtains are whipped back, every drawer dumped onto the ground and cupboards yanked open. The floor shakes with the weight of their boots and you press your palm to your mouth to silence your panting breaths, slowly stepping away.

“That damn whore slipped through us—!”

But as your shitty luck would have it, a sudden crack has the whole world coming to a standstill.

Shit. You look down at your feet, realizing that the snapping noise came from you stepping on a twig. And it’s exposed your hiding place.

“There she is!” — “Out the back window!”

You grab fistfuls of your dress and bolt.

“Get her!”

With your cottage on the edge of town, there’s nowhere to run but through the dense woods. It’s shrouded in the darkness, no doubt filled with wild beasts creeping through the thicket. The rustling canopy of the trees doesn’t allow the dim, waning moonlight to illuminate your path.

So you’re left blind. Struggling up the high incline of the forest, feet slipping on dirt and mud. But you keep sprinting with all your might, even when the pointed, coiling branches scrape at your calves until blood sheds and the hem of your dress tears in the underbrush.

“Run, little rabbit!” one of them mocks, “Run!”

The four men continue to give chase, gripping onto their roaring torches, shrieking and howling after you. One of them is manically laughing as if your efforts to flee only adds to the thrill. Their greased hands reach out to snatch you, but the tips of their fingers graze the ends of your hair.

Your teeth are sunk into the bottom of your lip, sobs breaking through your aching chest. Your lungs burn, dying for a break or moment of relief. But you don’t relent and luckily, you manage to build distance between you and the men. Only, that luck comes crashing down by a fucking hole.

A hole in the forest floor that you don’t see. That has your footing all wrong. That makes you scream and fall.

You twist your ankle in a direction it’s definitely not supposed to be in and cry from pain.

A second later, you force yourself to get up and keep running with tears flooding your eyes and dripping down your cheeks. But it’s more like limping than running, akin to hobbling on one leg and every movement has pain shooting from your swelling ankle.

The effort becomes futile. They surround you within minutes.

“All finished?” The tax-collector’s head cocks with a spreading grin. “You’re not going to keep running?”

Why couldn’t you just fucking die the first time?! Even if it was an awful death where you didn’t have time to prepare yourself or say goodbye to anyone, at least it would’ve been the end. At least you wouldn’t have to suffer.

But there’s no time to grieve. Or hate the new life you’ve been given. This is it. You have to keep going. You have to survive. By any means. You’re about to pick up a branch and uselessly wave it around at them, shout at them to stand back. Anything that you could do to save yourself—

“Who dares come onto my mountain?!”

There’s a deep timbre behind you. A husky voice that quivers the very core of the forest.

As if the wind has swept through, the trees and thicket rustle and it goes silent.

The men fall back onto their asses, some torches clattering to the ground. Their eyes have grown double in size, nearly falling from their sockets and their jaws have dropped to the dirt.

“I-It’s the nine-tailed fox!”

The man scrambles back.

“Demon!”

Another barely manages to get onto his feet. He turns around and lurches away while shrieking.

They all run. Scattering away as frantically as cockroaches when the light is flickered on.

From your spot on the ground, you turn around with wide eyes.

Amber irises meet your gawking and they practically glow in the darkness of the forest. He is dressed in a loose, white robe that’s draped over his frame, open to the middle of his chest. And over his honey hair, on the top of his head, his pointed golden ears twitch. By the torch fire still yet to die out, he is illuminated and his shadow is casted on the ground. The blazing flame warms his cold, sharp features.

He is the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. In both worlds you’ve lived in.

And you know who he is.

Taehyung. One of the love interests of the hero. A seductive, sly creature that eventually coaxes the hero into selling him his soul to grant one of his wishes. But Taehyung grows to become an obsessed character that wants to do nothing but monopolize and possess the hero for himself.

That same Taehyung approaches you with his lip curled as you teeter to your feet.

“Run away, girl.” He leans close. “Before I eat you.”

“Stop!”

On sheer instinct and adrenaline, you push him back. Your palm shoves against his firm chest.

Taehyung stumbles back with his eyes becoming rounded. He looks down to where you had made contact against his body. “Did...you just touch me?”

“What?”

Taehyung’s head darts upwards and he captures your wrist in his hand, squeezing tightly. He tugs you in and on your swollen ankle, you stumble into him. Bodies flush against one another. Your face pressed to his warm chest. His arm coming around your waist to break your fall.

He is aghast.

“You’re not from this world.” Taehyung’s yellow eyes swirl as they gaze into you. “Where did you come from?”

…

It’s been three days.

“Wed me,” he begs for the seventy sixth time.

You don’t know why you’re keeping a count.

“No.”

You’re hugging your knees for warmth. The rice paper-paneled doors are slid open and letting in the chilly air. He doesn’t seem to be affected by the cold, but you don’t look at him for long.

You turn into the corner of his home while sitting on the tatami floors as if you’re putting yourself into time out. But you’d like to say it’s your privacy corner. It’s as private as this abode, which was basically one room, could get.

Taehyung sighs in frustration, placing his hand on his forehead. His teeth grit. “You’re only making this harder for yourself.” Your silence angers him more. “You can never leave.”

You turn over your shoulder to glare. “Even if I married you, you’d never let me leave anyway.”

Taehyung narrows his eyes on you and then smirks. “You’re right. Wed or unwed, I won’t let you out of my sight. You should feel grateful, girl. You’re the best human I’ve ever treated.”

You quietly scoff.

Maybe you should feel scared. Maybe you should tread more lightly. After all, he’s not a character to be trifled with.

But you know he needs you. That alone gives you power.

As a beast, Taehyung’s been trapped on this mountain by priests for centuries. The only way he can be free is by feeding off of sexual energy and breaking the barrier. But of course, they also cursed him to be unable to touch any woman in this universe.

You aren’t from this universe.

You jolt when you realize that while you were lost in thought, Taehyung’s crawled closer. He has a foxy smile, amber eyes searching your expression. “Maybe….maybe I’ll grant you a bit of freedom if you would just give into the temptation and let me have a taste of you.”

As cold as he looks, he is beautiful. He is mischievous when he smirks and sly when he speaks. You are utterly spellbound as you look into his irises. And the temptation he speaks of flickers in the warmth of your belly.

But you turn away.

“I already said we only do that kind of thing after marriage. And I will only marry someone I love.”

Taehyung draws back with an unamused scoff. “What a prudish world you’re from.”

He wanted you the moment you were brought to this house. With the intensity of his stare and your captivated state, you had let him pin you to his floor and you liked it. But then clarity came and you blurted that such an act only happens after marriage. A lie just to buy time.

You didn’t expect for the hero to arrive at Taehyung’s house the next day. With his red hair and bronze armour, he had gotten lost in the forest and knocked on the door. Before you could limp over and answer it, Taehyung jumped off the roof and confronted him.

The guy was thrown off the mountain within five minutes.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. They were supposed to have a steamy rendezvous. Taehyung was supposed to get the sexual energy from him!

The story was going off the rails. And you’re not sure what you’re even buying time for anymore.

The both of you know it’s only a matter of time before you break and succumb to his mesmerizing seduction.

Taehyung is cruel, ruthless, obsessive.

But what’s the most bewitching thing about him is the jarring contrast of when he’s clumsy and nurturing. It’s what he regards as his own weakness. What he hides from others. But you felt your heart waver two nights ago when you were shaken awake in the middle of twilight. When you peeked open your eye to see him gingerly wrapping your swollen ankle with bandages.

He looked beautiful in the pale moonlight, ears, tails, sharp features softened—

“Ow!” You wince as he squeezes your ankle, right on your injury.

“You think too much in your head,” he says and looks at you. “What’s wrong?”

“It hurts.”

A sadistic smile tugs on Taehyung’s lips. He lets go, but only to lift your chin with his fingers. His plush lips are inches away, his breath warm on your skin and he gazes deep into you. “I won’t let you return to your world. I won’t let you run away. I won’t let anyone harm you.”

“You’re mine now.” Taehyung swears, “You’ll fall in love with me eventually.”

You gulp and he smirks.

The two of you know it’s only a matter of time.

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due4amiracle · 3 years

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Day 150

Yesterday’s list:

Read, just read, relax, breath, recenter, and learn to exist again. Also Manhwa

Hm, easy enough. How’d that go?

Well, was asleep until...4pm or so? Didn’t properly get up until 5pm. So. Yea...

i distinctly remember having a dream, i opened my eyes in bed, it was dark, Sir was laying on his stomach, with the phone, playing some sort of connect-the-dots thing. But...it was a sphere, in a 3d space kind of thing, and to connect the dots you had to do weird algebraic concoctions of math...puzzles. And you had to somehow get two that had the same answer, though the math formula to get it was completely different (i.e. 1+1=2 and 5-3=2, that kind of thing) i have no idea how you connected those dots to other dots...but...oh gods it was complicated and dream me was just like “fuck this” and rolled over and went back to sleep. It was so odd so strange, but hey, dream Sir was enjoying himself. So. There’s that.

Anyways.

It was a lovely night of sleep, i truly enjoyed it. Woke up feel quite well. Didn’t do much in the way of using that lovely energy - but hey, just knowing it’s possible still makes one feel good.

What did i do today? Well, i read. i read a lot.

White Blood - Damn i love this one so much, Hayan is such a badass ugh, so good.

The Monster Duchess and Contract Princess - Leslie is BEST GIRL FOREVER

The Twin Siblings’ New Life - FUCK YES Riolu goddamn, good fuckin' job!

The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass - Oh Aria sweetheart, you really /are/ a Villainess aren't you? Love it~

Solo Leveling - DAD? FINALLY FINALLY we're back to talking about Dad hotdamn. Phew. However - you lookin’ a bit, uh, Dark there, dear Jinwoo...

The Reason Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke's Mansion - These sides stories have been so cute uwu~

Shadow Queen - i'm tipping back and forth on dropping this one, i'm not enjoying it as much as i was in the beginning. But, maybe another chapter or two to see where it goes...

Finished The Emperor's Wolves today - yay~ So happy. Though, now i’m left pining for the next Elantra book. *weep* Moving on to Magic & Murder by Annabel Chase, Starry Hollow Witches. We'll see where this goes. It's currently a 14 book series, and if i like it, i might read it all. Heh. We'll see!

Bread almost happened. Bread did not happen, but that's ok. There is always tomorrow for Bread. Dishes needed washed instead.

Food: A+!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ooooooo potato soup yum so SO good! Liquid: A One supposes, only been up for so long, but doing well enough. Pain: B Achy hands, as per usual. Arthritis is a bitch and a half. Had bubble guts, not good growly guts. Bleh. #JustIBSNonsense Brain: B A little ADHD focus problems, but, not too bad.

We’ve decided to just stay up the whole long way ‘round, maybe nap, so it’ll be interesting to see what tomorrow’s post is!

Ever Onwards and Upwards!

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sunshineandfangs · 5 years

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God Plays Dice with the Universe

Day Two (October 8th - Tuesday): Crossovers and Fusions

Would you like to see Klaroline in the universe of your favorite movie, TV show or book? This is the day for the traditional Harry Potter AUs or for you to really go out there and surprise us. Be either having canon(ish) TVD universe coexisting with another or Klaus and Caroline as belonging only to this completely different universe (Westeros? Middle Earth? The Upper East Side?)… It’s all up for you to decide!

Author’s Note: I decided to play with the concept of The Gamer from a Korean Manhwa/Web Comic. And it’s a bit of crack on a cracker at the beginning.

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When Caroline turned 10 something rather odd happened to her. It had been a completely average morning like any other before it, except for one little thing. Upon opening her eyes she had been greeted by a floating panel declaring in boldfaced type:

WELCOME TO THE GAME, CAROLINE FORBES!

There had been much confusion to say the least. The young Caroline had gone on to read the additional text explaining she was something known as “The Gamer,” the title of a power granted to her by Gaia.

Frankly, this had only served to make her more confused. Perhaps the logistics of it all would have been more clear had she been the type to play tabletop games, but all she knew of those was the popular one people sometimes spoke of. A Caves & Critters?

Anyway, she was thankful it came with a tutorial and a help menu. Her power also seemed far less strange when it revealed to her some other secrets in the world around her. For instance, the first time she used the ‘Observe’ skill she learned the following:

Elizabeth Forbes || Lv 35

Species: Human

Title: The Sheriff

Description: Elizabeth Forbes is the Sheriff of Mystic Falls and a member of one of the Founding Families by marriage. She is aware of the Founder’s Council secret purpose to protect the town from ???.

Needless to say Caroline hadn’t let those question marks stay questions for long. Which was how she came to learn the Bennetts were witches, the Lockwoods werewolves, and the weird hermit Zach Salvatore was maybe not so crazy with his vampire relatives. Vampires that the Council apparently hunted.

...Seriously?!

But after some pointed questions and careful cover stories. Yeah, the Gilberts have some wild stories in their ancestor’s journals, crazy right? Caroline went on with her life as normal - erm more or less - taking ruthless advantage of her actually quite useful power.

Needed blackmail? Easy, with some judicial use of ‘Observe.’ Head cheerleader? Work her butt off to get those two more points in Dexterity and one more in Strength and Constitution. Aiming for Valedictorian? Her Intelligence stat was 17 (out of 20, excuse you!).

It also did wonders for her teenaged self-esteem to learn the great Elena was a doppelgänger i.e. a copy. Ha! Take that, Caroline was an original, thank you very much!

Now, things became a bit more turbulent when those vampire Salvatores strolled back into town. They were Trouble, with a capital ‘T,’ and Caroline was staying out of that mess. She gave her mom a head’s up and kept an eye on her, but minded her own goddamn business. She did not need that in her life.

Just watching Elena run around with them was exhausting. Adding in Bonnie’s witch heritage revelation, secret tomb vampires, and the vampire doppelgänger to the mix really didn’t help.

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Then, of course her teacher had to end up possessed, and there went her smooth sailing...

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Caroline fiddled with her pen, spinning it with her fingers as her mind raced, finalizing the setup for the Decade Dance. Each decoration had its place and she was running through the schematic she would be handing to each volunteer one last time. It had to be perfect, after all!

Detect Danger Activated

Warning max level character in vicinity. Threat Level: High.

Her pen spun a little faster as she processed that information, thoughts immediately switching gears. What the hell? She lazily glanced around the classroom, feigning disinterest as everyone’s names and levels came up normal.

And then Alaric walked in and she nearly dropped her pen.

Alaric Saltzman || Lv 43 Niklaus Mikaelson (Anselson) || Lv 100

Shit

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Caroline spent the rest of the class uncharacteristically quiet as she pondered what to do. She had only overhead bits and pieces about someone named Klaus. Presumably Klaus being this guy, Niklaus.

She was a bit chagrined to realize she had gotten cocky, and that it was now biting her in the ass. She needed more information and she needed it yesterday.

---

Thanks to her powers, Caroline had a shockingly high number of resources available to her. And after spending a cringe worthy amount of hard earned money in the Abyss Auction to purchase Supernatural: The Origin of Species, she was cursing herself for not doing so sooner.

Obscenely powerful. Cunning. A predilection for violence.

Not things she wanted within the same state as her mom let alone the same town.

She bit her lip, contemplating a potentially very stupid decision.

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Knock Knock Knock

Klaus straightened from where he had been looming over Katerina, having been taking sadistic delight in giving her “orders.” It was all the sweeter that she willingly obeyed, believing he was unaware of the vervain on her breath.

He cocked his head, listening to the very human heartbeat on the other side of the door, one he was fully prepared to ignore until a voice accompanied the next series of knocks.

“Klaus, I wish to speak with you.”

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Caroline took a bracing breath as the door swung open. A tiny piece of her mind goggled at his looks, but that voice was shoved down in favor of analysis and planning.

Instant Dungeon Create: Empty

Dimensional Phasing Activate

Her ‘Observe’ skill was already active, as she categorized and tried extremely hard to remain unfazed by his utterly obscene stat levels. Simultaneously, the world around them appeared to crack as she pulled them to an empty dimensional plane, her own body in yet another dimension.

And just in time as Klaus lunged for her throat only to phase through her.

In an incomprehensible blur, Klaus flashed back around to face her, his expression disturbingly calm considering his eyes seethed.

“Sweetheart, this is supremely unwise.” His voice near hissed on the last word.

“I can break your curse!” She blurted out before he could become anymore agitated.

Thankfully, he calmed. Unfortunately, he looked condescendingly amused instead.

“You are a bit late if you wished to win my favor, love.”

This time it was Caroline’s turn to scowl.

“I don’t want your favor, I want you to not massacre my town!”

“Apologies, love, but I’m afraid that’s not on the agenda. I have my werewolf, my vampire, and at long last my doppelgänger and I am ready to break this curse.”

“And if I told you I could do it without all the death?”

His lips quirked even as his eyes darkened. “That’s quite impossible.”

Caroline scoffed. “Yeah, just like vampire-werewolf hybrids are supposed to be impossible.” She hurried her speech before he could react to her flippancy. “And just like your ability to make more hybrids if you kill, Elena.”

Any trace of mockery vanished from his face, replaced once more by menace. “Now, whyever would you believe such a thing as that?”

“Because it’s the truth! There’s a failsafe that the witches added to your curse so even if you did break it eventually, you would be incapable of creating more of your kind.”

He stalked closer, succeeding in slightly unnerving her even when he still couldn’t touch her. “I suppose I should just take you at your word, hm?”

Caroline swallowed and daringly extended her now corporeal hand. “With your permission, I can break your curse here and now, as I said I could. Then, you can judge for yourself.”

His eyes glanced from her face to her hand, narrowed and nearly black. And then he reached his own hand out to tuck a curl behind her ear, the heat of him startling as he lingered.

“I remember you now, Caroline Forbes. Let me assure you that should this be a trick of any kind the lovely sheriff will be my first stop.”

With sheer will, Caroline prevented all but a twitch of her hand in reaction. Her face like stone as she said, “You’ve made yourself quite clear. Now, your permission?”

“So granted.”

Alaric’s apartment blurred in her vision. The Instant Dungeon shattering with the last of her energy

HP: 1 SP: 0 MP: 0

Status Condition: Extreme Exhaustion

The last thing Caroline saw as she collapsed was Klaus’ golden eyes and dual fangs.

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Power surged through Klaus’ body and he could feel the difference in his fangs, in his eyes. Heard the howl of his Wolf in his blood for the first time in a millennium.

It took negligible effort for him to catch the blonde as she fell, cradling her body to his chest with one arm.

He peered down at her and reached for her with his other hand. But instead of a threat, shocking gentleness and a bit of awe infused his gesture as he once more brushed a loose lock from her cheek.

Silently, the renewed Hybrid turned on his heel, moving to set the blonde on his borrowed bed. Absently snapping Katerina’s neck as he passed. As he settled into a chair, Klaus faced the bed and contemplated his newfound golden fascination.

“It seems we will a lot to discuss, sweetheart.”

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PS I didn’t mention it, but Caroline helped Sheila so she didn’t die. It would be OOC for her to have not helped if lives were on the line, but it didn’t really fit into the text.

#Klaroline #KCAUWeek2019 #Klaroline Fanfiction #Klaroline Drabbles #Klaroline Edits #Klaroline Photosets #Klaroline Aesthetics #My Writing #My Edits

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maliwarm · 6 years

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angery son!!

YASSSSS, BB!! THANK. I’m always a slut for waxing poetic about Capital K Apostraphe. B)))))

First impression: Me, 14, and with an intense love for Broody Edgelords™: o no he’s hot

Literally, just. He looks cool. Therefore I like him. End of story. :,,,,L

Impression now: This kid. Has been through some shit. He’s been told he’s a clone, then that he’s not. Had all his memories erased and some douchebag’s DNA forcibly transplanted into him by a group of megalomaniacs. Is repeatedly called a fake and a pale imitation of Kyo to his face… And everyone wonders why he’s so fukkin salty all the time, like damn. He’s an amazing, character dealing with all of that complex inner turmoil and more. And although I generally love making characters Suffer as a rule of thumb, I also want K’ to just. Have nice things happen to him… Lord knows he deserves a break. Also, he’s a sunglasses hoarding dork who I love a lot.

Favourite moment: When Krizalid tells him he’s his clone. Just… his reaction fills me with SO many feelings…

Krizalid: And K’, there, is my clone. A product of our technology!

K’: Say what?

Krizalid: You think differently? Remember your parents’ faces? Your childhood…? Can’t do it, can you?

K’ Uh. N-no…

Thinking of how uncertain and lost he must have sounded delivering that last line… My heart just bled for the poor kid. ;-;

Idea for a story: Ohhhh my god I have so many… Well, he (and Maxi and Kula) seems to be working alongside the Ikari Squad these days, so… I’d really like to write about the sibs doing a small-scale (covert?) mission together under Heidern’s orders. I already have some half-baked ideas, but honestly, it’s gonna be a while before I start that one, since I don’t have anything concrete just yet.

Unpopular opinion: Kind of related to the last point but I really, desperately, wish SNKP would explore and expand on his relationship with Whip and/or Seirah. Cuz most of his winning dialogue against Whip across the games is, uh… kinda nasty? Barbed? Strained? But the Wiki says he’s “starting to see her as a sister” so like….. what is the truth?? And the only appearance Seirah - who is his original sister that Whip was cloned from - ever makes is in memories/flashbacks. And in a vision because of a near-death experience in one of the manhwas.

Bonus, because this drives me batty… But I also want him to finally start getting some goddamn closure about his past. He just… seems to have stopped looking for answers sometime after 2001 (or 2003? Because it was vaguely alluded to in that game), and is just drifting aimlessly at the moment. Existing. It’s obviously contributing to his perpetual unhappiness. Like… I know we won’t ever get any answers tho since SNKP is hellbent on keeping their popular broody character in the roster. But still. PLEASE just give the poor kid even a TINY bit more of his memory back. Let him have some sliver of happiness p l e a s e.

Favourite relationship: Like in general? Definitely Maxima. He’s K’s best friend, his partner in crime, and pseudo dad/uncle/guardian figure (even if the big guy vehemently denies it), and Designated Handler of Conversations Because K’s Skill Level in Such Matters is That of a Brick… all wrapped into one big, jovial package. I just love seeing their interactions in general, cuz they give each other shit (“I was just thinking you ate too much, got fat, and got a new suit made… But it’s not bad, actually.” - K’ @ Maxi / “If that wasn’t you going easy on me just now, partner, then you’re getting too careless.” - Maxi @ K’), but they also genuinely care for one another’s wellbeing.

But if we’re talking in terms of romance? Hmmm… He’s not all that close with many people - and doesn’t seem very, if at all, touchy-feely - but I would have to say either Kula or Shingo. Both are veritable balls of excitable sunshine; perfect to coax him outta his grumpy shell. Tbh tho, I’d just be happy for a Shingo and K’ friendship? It would be awkward (because of Grumbles and his lack of ppl skills) but kinda cute. He might finally learn how to chill out and have fun, and Shingo could potentially get a new teacher/sparring partner!! :0c

Favourite headcanon: He secretly really likes it when people run fingers through his hair. Because it feels nice, with the added bonus of being guaranteed to lull him to sleep if he’s laying on someone. :3c

#Bite barks #dxrkblaze #angry son #in case I forget that fic idea and want to find it again #THANK AGAIN BB *SMORCHES UR FACE*

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nyashykyunnie · 7 months

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Solo Leveling x Return of The Blossoming Blade shitpost

So you saw the latest teaser of Arise right? The game? The sword is called "Demonic Sword Plum Flower" AND DID YOU KNOW THERE'S A MANHWA WHERE THE MAIN CHARACTER HAS THE TITLE OF " Plum Blossom Sword Saint"? THAT MAN IS CHEONG MYEONG SO BUCKLE UP EVERYONE LISTEN TO MY DAILY BULLSHIT WHERE AS LING AS I CAN DO IT, I WILL FIT JINWOO EVERYWHERE

Jinwoo was just 13 years old when suddenly he isekaid to another world and he was about to try and make a way to come back to his world(even tho in his world he has no family to go home to, je also alr regressrd in this and has his own shadow monarch powers idk how it happened just shut up and listen mWaH) and as he was fcking around he caught the eye of one of Sect Members of Mount Hua. The stranger was just watching him before randomly blurting out, "Hey, Kid. Wanna get into mount hua?"

Jinwoo: ????

???: Quit staring, kid, this old man doesn't have that much patience.

Jinwoo: **is even more comfused because that kid doesnt even look past 14**

???: Hey. **skerryyyyy face** mtf I'm tryna adopt u get ur ass to say yes or I'm forcibly gonna fcking kidnap u and force u into mount hua

Jinwoo: a name at least?

???: Cheong Myeong^^

Jinwoo: alright, I'll come with you?

little did he know Cheong Myeong is the greatest mtfing brat who does not hesitate to slam dunk your head onto the pavement and is a BIG ALCOHOLIC. And as Jinwoo was about to dismiss this lil brat. He realized everyone is batshit scared (and so done) with Cheong Myeong so he cant help but be intrigued. And so the part where the training come sup. Yknow Jinwoo is alr a monarch so he cant help but feel bad that everyone else is suffering intense training and here is cheong myeong going "IF ANY OF DUMB LIL SHITS FALL BEHIND OR GO TOO GODDAMN SLOW YOU'RE REPEATING THE WHOLE DAMN SET BUT TEN TIMES MORE."

Though Jinwoo could see how much the kids are suffering, it wasn't unjust tyranny because he could see how determined everyone else was in training.

Jinwoo was just melting in the bg until one night he was goofing around in the forest and he found Cheong Myeong drinking alcohol.

Jinwoo: Aren:t you too young for that?

Cheong Myeong: As long as the sect leaders dont see I'm fine~

Jinwoo: ....

Cheong Myeong: Hey, I know you're not having a hard time on training

Jinwoo: ..... **shit.**

Cheong Myeong: Its obvious you are stronger, but are you really gonna stay like that? Huh? You're part of Mount Hua, and since I made it my.decision to drag you in here— I'll make sure you're gonna be a top swordsman.

Jinwoo wanted to refute, god he did but the fire in Cheong Myeong's eyes. That cold and calculating gaze. Cheong Myeong knew there was more to Jinwoo than what he looks but doesnt press on to milk more info. All that matters in Mount Hua and for mount Hua to prosper.

Cheong Myeong: Starting tomorrow I'll double— No triple? I'll add so much to your training, I wanna see you panting and bleeding from your palms tomorrow^^

Jinwoo: Sure.

Jinwoo was intrigued, intrigued at this so-called "Kid." He knows this brat is also more than what he appears. This kid has an air of wisdom around him, something benevolent and old—

Then he sees Cheong Myeong being the absolute menace one time and all that acknowledgement goes to the bin. Atleast Cheong Myeong was serious in making Jinwoo train extra harder. Jinwoo alr has incredible stamina so he secretly doubles his own workout for the fun of it.

But ofc training aside, Jinwoo is having a hard time to adjust because modern world and old world traditions are so vast. He cant even differentiate "Sajae" and "Sahyung" withour fucking up one way or another. Not to mention the stress Cheong Myeong is causing like man that brat is an absolute menace, when he's pissed. HE IS PISSED.

i would go more into detail but my brain juices out. just know that Jinwoo had to watch sm of Cheong Myeong's bullshit

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