I recently discovered your page and my first reaction was: OH MY GOD, this woman is an amazing writer!! No seriously, your Yandere one shots / scenarios are amazing, I would like to read more! Since I first saw Karate Kid Part III I have this very dark but fascinating scenario in mind: The reader (friend of Daniel Larusso and Mr. Miyagi) is kidnapped by Terry as he is madly obsessed with her (but she does not return his love). When he forcibly takes her to the majestic Ennis House, he wants to get her pregnant to prevent her from escaping. Can you make the scene please? (with nsfw if you want) Maybe it's a bit too extreme scenario, but Yandere Terry Silver in the 80's is something amazing.

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His revenge in Johnny's name never involved this.

But, much like a greedy child in a candy store on a sugar-high, Terry wanted it all.

John, lounging on some wicker sunbed in Tahiti, soaking up the seaside heat, bronze like a god and oiled up and admiring all the grass hula skirts that were attending to him had never called him up to say Fuck your children into somebody, Terry and make that part of your revenge. Go all the way, Terry. For me. --- no. In fact, trusty Johnny was very old-fashioned and deeply conventional with his vendettas. Blood to blood. Fists to fists. A healthy addition of dirty moves and strategizing when required, but never to this extent. Of course, Terry admired the rawness of such sentiments, the type John had and lived by, but sometimes a delicate touch was required to make pain truly stick and that pain was laying on his King Size bed, in his bedroom, in his mansion, on Glendower, overlooking all of LA. Was it insanely petty and morally questionable. To kidnap someone that little pipsqueak and that old coot held dear? A treasured, kind neighbour? A friend, he even dared say? To be the cad and the seducer, whisking them away whether they liked to or not and simply have them --- ravaging them --- tying them inadvertently to himself so he can later pull them out of the drawer, flaunt them like his own special prize and say Look what I did? I did that to them. They're mine forever, Danny-boy and everything you ever felt close to is to be taken from you for crossing John Kreese and Cobra Kai. Nothing and nobody in this world is safe from me. Not from the closest contact to the most distantly familiar acquaintance.

Then there was the fact that he very much liked them.

Not a feeling yet returned as much as he wanted, but it would be.

Naturally, everyone always fell to his charms, sooner or later, sometimes against all better judgement and it would be no different now. He had a scheduled timetable on when he was taking them raw, holding them hostage on estate grounds, surrounded by walls and cameras and security. Early morning seven o'clock sharp. One time before noon. One time afternoon. In the evening. And going free reign at night. Terry trained and Terry fucked. When he called up John to tell him all about it he was met with an expected: -"You did what, Terry!?"- His voice was laced with disbelief and amusement on an international overseas call and Terry throws his head back in his tub filled with foam in unadulterated joy at the sound of it once all the details and his war plan were mutually laid out bare before his Captain. He was on the verge of stroking himself beneath the bubbles in excitement. Yes, he was going to knock the fuck up one Larusso boy's neighbour living in the same apartment block. Much older than the punk, but upon closer inspection, someone the little Italian twerp admired like an eager kid admires a big sibling or an aspirational adult. -"You're crazy."- John adds. -"And you love it!"- Terry practically cackles, the phone at his cheek, his little project safely locked upstairs, exhausted for last night's trysts. He'd go one step further, he decided. He'll wine, dine and romance them until it is abundantly clear they're with him of their own accord. I'm sorry, Daniel. Terry imagines them saying, apologetically. Pitifully. It just happened. You don't choose who you love.

Ah, it was like something straight out of The Dynasty and he loved it.

-"And what happens after?"- John inquires lazily, with a trace of strictness.

-"Huh? After what?"-

-"After we're done playing? C'mon, not gonna toss your own kid and the woman out in the streets once you've proved a point, Terry? Not how I taught you to do things."- Oddly honorable John. He loved the man to bits and pieces.

When their revenge is concluded and the old man and the kid are cut down to size? The streets? Tossing someone out? Someone his? No, no. Terry remembers how his little beloved mewled under him last night, fearful yet wanton, guilt and desire intermingling, they wanted it even though their head pleaded them not to, so beautiful, vulnerable and sweet, frightened and needy in a great castle on a hill, just like in the fairytales. Why should a dragon relinquish his treasure? John had nothing to fear. Terry was self-aware about being a great many things, but someone who forsakes something belonging to him he most certainly wasn't. He laughs in response, jubilantly. -"Well, I suppose I'll be a father, Johnny! What belongs to me, belongs to me."- The cackle echoes from his jacuzzi out into the steam filled hallway. -"You'll have your dojo locations, your rightful trophy, your champion, your victory at the All Valley, your name cleared and I'll have, well ---"- In listing off all their goals one by one, Terry feels the blood rush into his cheeks, his chest and lower still, into his cock. He couldn't even say it. I'll have a spouse and I'll have a kid and It'll be oh so sweet and I would've usurped and conquered them in the name of retaliation, so instead, he just trails off cheekily with a giggle.-"You know!"- Terry snorts suggestively, finding he was hit with an uncharacteristic amount of excitement at the idea of procuring himself someone who was his and who in turn would birth someone even more his outside of avenging his Captain. Enterprise, it was called. Enterprise and expansion. -"I know, I know. You're a real piece of work, I swear."- John shoots back, knowingly. They laugh together in mirth, over the phone.

-"Betcha!"-

Terry pounces on the statement with an interjection of his own.

Eternatus: Codename Ouroboros

Codename Ouroboros was the name for the project that would allow Galar to have a clean and renewable energy source through the use and maintenance of the Pokemon known as Eternatus.

The seeds of the project began long, long ago when Chairman Rose was young, living in the depths of poverty after a great economic crash that caused his family to lose all of its assets. With coal being a finite, yet incredibly important resource, everyone suffered back in those days. Winters were especially bad without the use of electricity and rising prices for a smoggy energy source that ruined the lives of not just people, but Pokemon as well.

Of course, he had felt very inconvenienced by the whole affair and if his own parents wouldn't do anything about the situation, but drink and weep about their losses, he would do something about it for himself. It just so happened that in the time he worked to better his own life, the lives of those around him became better as a result. Really, when his parents thanked him and praised him, he only thought what happened was just the proper consequences of his actions. Instead of being passive, he took charge.

And he only wanted better for himself, as a whole. It just so happened others benefitted from it as well, for this was how the world acted. In the guise of 'fairness' what benefitted one must also benefit the many, as stupid as he often found that to be. But he came to realize the world needed leaders, the few in power who had power to forge the future needed for all. And if the world had chosen him to lead, then why shouldn't he? And if he was the leader, then whatever decisions he made would be the right and logical one. No matter how hard and horrible that decision would be.

Working for a short time for Silph Co, he created a business relationship with the large research and development conglomerate, laying down the groundwork for his own corporation in the future. It was during his stint with Silph Co did he discover the remains of what experts in his team deemed to be some kind of ancient legendary Pokemon. Research found that it gave off an interesting type of radiation that caused temporary mutations in Pokemon. At the time they did not know what was the source of this radiation, theories speaking of it as something from outside their own world or being generated from its own body.

Silph Co had lost interest in the samples found, changing direction towards work in other fields. Rose took charge of the remains and samples, buying the company off the rights to them when he began his own power company in Galar. As he built power and wealth, Rose continued the research on the mysterious Pokemon and its equally enigmatic energy source that existed years after its apparent demise.

Rose researched many myths and legends pertaining to what he could only assume were links to their mystery discovery. One such legend was about the Darkest Day, which was a widely known legend among the people of Galar, dating back centuries that had become popular enough for movies, books and television shows. Another, more obscure legend was what caught his eye a little more than the promise of possible renewable energy.

It was said that to swallow a star was to become a deity, in exchange for the self. Now, Rose was not sure if one could become a deity and almost dismissed such notions immediately, however, he wondered what linked this particular obscure mythos to the main legend concerning the Darkest Day. During these early days, random instances of Dynamaxing were still occurring at alarming intervals, disturbing the peaceful lives of the populace of Galar.

Taking pieces of the remnants of the mystery Pokemon, under the banner of a small research subsidiary, Macro Cosmos was able to see the relationship between the remnants that were also found in the soil all over Galar, Pokemon and the phenomena that caused them to become mutant giants. Upon seeing the results, Rose wanted to know how else he could twist this knowledge to his advantage.

Pokemon had the remnants introduced into their systems, their mutations recorded before they were dealt with termination, as turning them back after having it permanently placed in their bodies proved difficult to reverse. The research peaked with the creation of the Dynamax bands, making it easy to control such things for a short period of time.

Macro Cosmos built small generators which used the remnants as a power course, eventually building bigger power plants that dotted the Galar landscape. However, much like coal, it was finite. So Rose sought a way to crate more of it, since this was the cleanest energy their region ever had access to. Attempts to recreate the Pokemon failed over the course of many years through cloning. The body collapsed on itself eventually, causing no small end of death in the face of Galar's progress.

Rose had to wonder what was causing this; was it their lack of nutrients getting to its body? Lack of space? The proper nurturing environment that could allow it to thrive? Eeventually, the team in charge of reviving the Pokemon decided it would be easier to revive it via splicing it with other genetic material, eventually resulting in the skeletal, almost alien-like monstrosity that is more well known to Galar when the second Darkest Day came.

And they could barely control it.

Able to at least get it into an egg-like, hibernated state, they were able to keep it hidden underneath the power plant in Hammerlocke. Even in this state, the newly made Pokemon, Eternatus, was able to emanate the radiation they needed to power their cities for a long time yet. But, occasionally, there would be fluctuations in the power and its consciousness. They required a way to keep it permanently docile.

This is where the idea of Pokemon Trainers and syncing could work. If they could get a compatible trainer to sync with Eternatus they would be able to control it and its immense power. The problem was that there was no one currently strong enough, at the time, to be able to do so. And in this view, Rose launched the brand new League initiative which only allowed the most elite of the elite to participate. Promising trainers vying for the top spot, showing their strength.

But of course, Rose was not the kind of person to leave things to variables and this is where the Rose Children came into play, an organization he created to educate and raise prodigy orphans to become the next generation of elite trainers, under his thumb, under his indoctrination and loyal to him. That was the plan. They would become polished by the League circuit which was carefully curated by him for his chosen few to strengthen themselves. It wasn't surprising there was eventually allegations of corruption within the League, as perfectly capable trainers were denied the Gym Leader role through sabotage.

Of course, after the first successful Champion (one of his 'children', even) was named, he immediately tried to sync them with Eternatus. The result was a disaster, as the Pokemon rejected the trainer, resulting in the child killed. It was quite the feat to hide this sudden death underneath subterfuge under subterfuge, making it seem like an accident between the Trainer and an attempt to Dynamax going wrong.

When it happened in the next year's tournament's end and the year after that, it was discerned that they needed someone actually compatible with Eternatus on a cellular level. So they began to feed the Rose Children very small traces of the remnant, now dubbed as 'Wishing Stars', calling them vitamins. Many got mildly sick and were eventually made to leave the program through adoption as they could continue to make the world better with their existence; the ones with the worst reactions would mutate and those would be deem total failures, were terminated without question or ceremony; the other children were often told they'd been 'adopted'.

Those that succeeded in accepting the remnants continued their education within the confines of the organization. However, those that swallow the remnants truly did experience a change. Some took on more strength, others had a personality change, and others gained glowing eyes. Those that were deemed 'worthy' were continued to be fed the Wishing Stars in small doses, while they were educated and trained to be the best of the best.

Whatever it took to secure the future of Galar, to secure his own future. Rose was proud of his work. Soon, he would see the fruits of his labors, to see one able to control Eternatus for the greater good of Galar.

This was the Ouroboros Project at its core.

trying to convince myself that it’s okay to be 25 and at home on a Saturday night

even though there are so many events happening in the city i live in. and i have a group of friends who are all extroverts and busy in their lives, thus they have something else planned for tonight or are able to find someone to join/join them whenever they want

meanwhile i don’t have that option because i don’t have many friends apart from that friend group and because i’m ridden by my anxiety and i am socially awkward so i can’t go somewhere even on my own (:

god i love my friends. shout out to people who love their friends. this is a post for friend lovers

if you opened discord’s april fools day loot boxes how long did it take you to get all the items? it took my friend 18 boxes but me 65 and i want to see how bad my luck is

Crocodile finds a strange stray cat an 11-year old Nico Robin (AU where they met 13 years earlier. Robin's been on the run from the World Government for 3 years. Crocodile's 27 and has not set up base in Alabasta yet)

It seems like I have become possessed. By some sort of demon.

Bonus:

heads up: this games charity bundle was finally approved on itch.io! it opens this friday, april 12th, and will run for a week. all proceeds will go to the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund.

you can check out the bundle on itch.io and follow @vgforpalestine on twitter for more updates!

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EDIT: as of april 20th, 2024 this bundle is now live!!

EDITED TO ADD: Sources from the OP in the comments

One of my biggest nitpicks in fiction concerns the feeding of babies. Mothers dying during/shortly after childbirth or the baby being separated form the mother shortly after birth is pretty common in fiction. It is/was also common enough in real life, which is why I think a lot of writers/readers don't think too hard about this. however. Historically, the only reason the vast majority of babies survived being separated from their mother was because there was at least one other woman around to breastfeed them. Before modern formula, yes, people did use other substitutes, but they were rarely, if ever, nutritionally sufficient.

Newborns can't eat adult food. They can't really survive on animal milk. If your story takes place in a world before/without formula, a baby separated from its mother is going to either be nursed by someone else, or starve.

It doesn't have to be a huge plot point, but idk at least don't explicitly describe the situation as excluding the possibility of a wetnurse. "The father or the great grandmother or the neighbor man or the older sibling took and raised the baby completely alone in a cave for a year." Nope. That baby is dead I'm sorry. "The baby was kidnapped shortly after birth by a wizard and hidden away in a secret tower" um quick question was the wizard lactating? "The mother refused to see or touch her child after birth so the baby was left to the care of the ailing grandfather" the grandfather who made the necessary arrangements with women in the neighborhood, right? right? OR THAT GREAT OFFENDER "A newborn baby was left on the doorstep and they brought it in and took care of it no issues" What Are You Going to Feed That Baby. Hello?

Like. It's not impossible, but arrangements are going to have to be made. There are some logistics.

Things I've seen tumblr memeing about James Somerton doing à la "How did no one see how bigoted he was!" as if those things haven't been a significant part of tumblr culture for over a decade :

Presenting untrue and bordering on conspiratorial versions of (queer or otherwise marginalised) history without any sources

Completely disregarding and disrespecting any expertise on socio-cultural topics/humanities and distrusting academics and historians (incl. acting as if no academics or historians could be queer or marginalised)

Downplaying the role misogyny played in the historical oppression of queer women and concluding that queer men must have been more oppressed than queer women

Bi women are, at best, not as queer as "real" queer ppl, and at worst, simply equivalent to straight women

Despite nominal trans inclusivity, transmasculine ppl are functionally women when convenient (combined with the above, bi transmascs are functionally straight women)

Despite nominal trans inclusivity (bis), shamelessly attacking, threatening and actively endangering any trans woman who questions them or smth they find important (often by unfairly presenting her as violent or as a threat)

Having absolutely fucking wild and reductive takes about ace ppl, the oppression they face and their place in the queer community

Stating that marriage equality is an assimilationist fight while completely ignoring its direct roots in the horrifying consequences of the AIDS crisis for partners of ppl who died of AIDS

Praising western media creators from the past for queer coding even under censure and in the same breath condemning current non western media creators for being homophobic bc their representation isn't explicit enough

Blaming China for all existing homophobic censoring in western media

Assuming all queer media would be better told by western creators and by western standards

Only out queer ppl get to tell queer stories

Heavily criticising almost all queer media created by women or ppl they see as such (see above points about trans ppl) or involving/starring a significant amount of women for any perceived or real amount of "problematicness", but fawning over and praising and negating criticism of queer media created by and starring mostly or even functionally exclusively men (even when it could be argued that, you know, not involving/seriously sidelining women is a pretty clear example of misogyny which should probably be considered "problematic")

And I'm probably forgetting stuff or there's stuff I have internalised myself and don't recognise as an issue

Like idk but I feel like the takeaway from Hbomberguy and Toddintheshadow's videos should maybe be "be aware of such patterns in your communities bc they definitely exist" and not "this guy is uniquely awful" and I feel like a lot of the discussion I've seen surrounding this has been severely failing at that. Most ppl who've spent any significant amount of time on tumblr prob either have internalised at least one of those thought patterns, have had to de-internalise them, or have had to be extremely vigilant to not internalise them (which is done by, you know, seeking out other sources, which also seemed like an important takeaway from the videos)

My grandmother is Japanese and really likes to give gifts. Often those gifts are Japanese desserts or other food, but sometimes she just slips me cash, folded up inside a tiny, beautiful envelope. But she likes to pretend she's not giving me money, so when possible, she'll hide it somewhere that I will find later.

Today I spent the afternoon with her doing chores and tech support, and she clearly felt this warranted a significant gift in return (no matter that I enjoyed myself). But she forgot to slip something into my pocket or bag before I left, so instead she rushed outside as I was starting my car, making the old-school "roll down the window" gesture. Once I complied, she was forced to acknowledge she was handing me money, but she also tried to minimize the gesture.

The result was that she said, "Thank you, dear! I just wanted you to be able to... to buy yourself a hamburger," and then handed me a darling little envelope that turned out to contain $100. And all I could think was:

for anyone too young to know this: watching The Truman Show is a vastly different experience now, compared to how it was before youtube and social media influencers became normal

before it was like, "what a horrifying thing to do to a human being! to take away their autonomy and privacy, all for the sake of profits! to create fake scenarios for them to react to, just to retain viewership! to ruin their happiness just so some corporate entity could harvest money from their very humanity! how could anyone do something so evil?"

and now it's like, "ah, yeah. this is still deeply fucked up, but it's pretty much what every influencer has been doing to their kids for a decade now. probably bad that we've normalized this experience"

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.

man. this whole thing pisses me off because like. even when people talk about staff having a history of hating trans women, that this isnt the first time, without fail black trans women are forgotten to be included again and again. im not surprised this caused such an uproar when the popular white woman gets deleted. nobody should be, its been that way like forever. some cunt in my inbox got annoyed i called rita a sex worker (lol? okay)

but i mentioned that in my post because so many black trans women have gotten removed from this site for their sex work alone, regardless of if it "broke community guidelines" or not, especially when tumblr live and the ads on this website are so fucking horny. idek what to say rn because like. this wont get as many notes as the posts talking about her will. the exploding car thing is gonna get more attention than the trans women on this site you dont actually care about listening to. ive been talking about how unfair it is to be a black tgirl on this site for years and nobody cares.

i love rita, we talked abit the other day and she's doing fine, dont get it twisted and think i hate her or some bs, she's a big fucking reason im not fucking homeless.

but part of why her deletion got to #1 trending on tumblr for multiple days in a row is that she's white