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uriekukistan · 2 days

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aita for abducting my nephew’s boyfriend and using his body as a vessel?

i (1000+M) was minding my own business as a set of 20 cursed preserved fingers when some brat (15M) ate one of my fingers to save his friend (15M). i tried to make him my vessel, but he resisted, and ended up being more of a cage than anything. i also realized later that he was also my nephew, but i’ll get to that in a bit.

i was getting pretty bored in there, since he wouldn’t let me out to massacre local populations, even after eating another one of my fingers, but then i got my opportunity. he asked me for help defeating a powerful curse, so i took advantage of his pathetic state to get out and wreak havoc in the world. i ripped his heart out (literally) for good measure so he couldn’t come back without dying, but that idiot came back anyway and died.

while i was wreaking havoc though, i found out that his little friend had a really cool jujutsu technique! i thought he would be an interesting opponent, but he wasn’t really using it as well as i thought he would :/ i thought it was kinda unfair that he got to have such a cool technique when i could use it better and especially since i’m stuck in this brat’s body who has no technique, so i cooked up a plan to get my hands on it and brought the brat back to life.

some time later, i got the opportunity to massacre civilians again. well, technically, i was exorcising a disaster grade curse i guess. massacring civilians was just an added bonus. well, the brat didn’t take that very well and was saying all this shit about wanting to die, which i thought was kinda ungrateful, since i saved both his life and the life of his boyfriend. granted, i had ulterior motives for both, but still!

anyway, he somehow figured out that i had a plan for his boyfriend, and he started running away with his half brother (150M). i was especially worried that i lost my chance when this guy (17M) briefly killed my nephew, but he brought him back to life.

one thing i’ve never understood is love, so i was a bit confused, but relieved, when my nephew’s boyfriend found him and managed to persuade him to help him out with some game my frenemy (1000+X) set up. some super nauseating bullshit about saving him and not being selfish blah blah blah.

i bet a lot of you are wondering how this 15 year old brat is my nephew when i’m 1000 years old, so since i brought up my frenemy, i should just tell you they’re a bit of a weirdo. basically, when i was in the womb, i consumed my twin to survive, but their soul still existed in the universe. somehow, my frenemy got their hands on his soul, and when he was reincarnated a thousand years later, he took over the body of his wife and had a son with him. that’s my nephew. i think they did it just to spite me, but they also helped me cheat death by becoming a curse, so i can’t complain too much.

back to the main point, i finally got my hands on my nephew’s boyfriend and made him my new vessel. i was right! his technique was sick! and the look on that brat’s face was priceless!

it took me a while to break my nephew’s boyfriend down enough to use his body and technique effectively, but it was kind of entertaining to watch, and now i can move freely! the only problem is now i have all these sorcerers swarming around me like flies trying to defeat me, and it’s getting a bit frustrating, if not tiring. every time i think i take one out, another one shows up, or they just stand back up.

they all seem seem pretty mad at me. i’m not really sure why. first, it’s the right of the strong to prey on the weak. second, it’s not my fault that my nephew wouldn’t just be a good vessel and let me massacre civilians, and it’s also not my fault that his boyfriend had a cool technique. i think i did what anyone would do in this situation. aita?

#this was so hard to write actually #way harder than the kenjaku one #especially bc i dont think megumi wasted his potential !! he's just 15 and learning #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #yuji itadori #itadori yuji #yuuji itadori #itadori yuuji #kenjaku #megumi fushiguro #fushiguro megumi

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cursedvibes · 1 day

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I like the tragedy of Gojo “always being seen and used as a weapon by jujutsu society” Satoru not even finding peace in death and still being used as a weapon as if he’s some flesh mecha but that is literally the only good crumb I could muster from this chapter (and some kinda solid Gojo characterization in his talk with his students).

The constant sidelining of Yuuji is not making me excited, it’s making me annoyed. Yuuta and Sukuna didn’t need a revenge battle- the only thing connecting them is the motif of love and Yuuta already got his shit rocked in like 3 chapters 😭. Leave Gojo’s poor corpse alone.

Yeah, him seeing himself as a weapon fits with his The Strongest mindset. So I'm not that surprised he's fine with it, but you'd expect the others to have a little more sense. Kusakabe seems to have been the only one who had a strong moral opposition to this and I imagine Yuuji would have too, but he wasn't asked. The thing with Yuuta giving up his humanity to become stronger was set up, but him refusing to do that was the only thing that set him apart and spoke for him as a character. Now he just buys into the Strongest ideology like everyone else. Well, guess he can die like them too then. He's the only Special Grade alive anyway (being new gen I thought Gege might want to keep him alive, but with that mindset I doubt it). But then he's like mememe nobody can help except for me, so I have no choice but to take over Gojo's body.

Yuuji and Todo were handling Sukuna just fine. We got a confirmation last chapter that everyone except Choso made it out of the Furnace blast. Maki could've helped with Soul Blade for immediate back-up. If things are so dire that Yuuta has to resort to this, then that should've been shown. Although him being selfless in a selfish way is consistent I guess. But the timing of it was still wrong. I thought whatever that apparition ended up being could be a distraction, so Yuuji could contact Megumi, rip out Sukuna's heart, further tear at his soul, literally anything useful. But nope, he gets shoved aside, so we can get Sukuna vs Gojo 2.0. Thank God, that's exactly what I was missing right now...another character who has no connection with Sukuna throwing himself at him to die. Just drag this out even further why don't we? Maybe Yuuji and Todo will help this time, so it's not as much of an idle standby as last time, but it's still...why?

Also, we just established that gaining new techniques takes skill. You'd especially expect that to apply to six eyes and Limitless. Yuuta would see the world completely different. Even Gojo had a learning curve and took at least 20 years to get to the level he's on now. But Yuuta has been in that body for a minute and can already use Unlimited Void. What a fucking genius. Nobody does it like him. Why not leave the rest to him as well? Strength is all that matters right?

Also, while the humanity stuff and Yuuta being Gojo's successor was foreshadowed, he still has zero(0) connection to either Kenjaku or Sukuna. Sukuna even less than Kenjaku. With Kenjaku you kind of have the justification that he wanted to put Geto's body to rest (for Gojo), but that's it and that doesn't justify him having that level of involvement. With Sukuna it's literally just: he's a bad guy and needs to be defeated. And I guess Yuuta buys now into his mindset as well. But that is consistent you could say because he never had much of a thematic connection with Geto either aside from "please don't kill my friends because I put all my self-worth on them".

Sorry for the rant 😅 just had to get it all out of my system

#asks #jjk spoilers #jjk 261 #jjk leaks

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moldingeggplant · 3 days

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pairing: zoro x sanji / zosan (one piece)

genre: fluff, idiocy, getting together, mutual pining

warnings: none, just headache inducing dumbassery from the two of them

ao3

sanji never liked books. he thinks they're too unrealistic to entertain him. the only ones he can stand are those with recipes.

that was until robin introduced him to a "stupid" romance novel, one that he liked quite a lot.

since then, he's become a bookworm and bonds more with robin over their shared interests. he has also been comparing a certain marimo to the books he enjoys.

about how unpredictable the novels that robin recommended to him are, just like the seaweed. how he enjoys watching zoro's day-to-day routine, just like how the books entertain him. how he thinks he knows where the story is going but then it takes a huge turn- just like zoro, who surprises him with every move he does.

a plot twist, an enigma, that's what zoro is. zoro is like a book to sanji, maybe that's what got him hooked to books in the first place- which he never liked from the start, zoro, yes that's it. he likes books like how he likes zoro.

but of course, the marimo doesn't need to know that.

just like in books, he's gonna be watching from afar, silently watching zoro until he gets his own lover and reaches a happy ending. then that's where his cue to stop is going to come.

books are entertaining and this should be as well, right? he's gonna stay as an outsider from zoro's romance story, like how he reads books. he's gonna root for zoro, the main lead, and his love interest, he would want them to get together, for his own enjoyment as well.

so why the hell does it hurt?

guess that's the difference between books and reality.

the other gives you little pangs of pain whenever the main couple have misunderstandings, the other.. well, makes you suffer in silence. much worse that being kicked by blackleg sanji himself, the very own sanji bets.

'whatever', the blonde brushes it off. these stupid feelings will go away soon anyway. he's too busy to fall inlove, it won't do him any good in finding the All Blue. 'it's just a little crush because zoro is so cool and hot- nothing serious.'

is what he'd like to say if this "stupid little crush" hasn't been here for the past 6 months already.

okay- so he might be slightly inlove with the marimo BUT it's sure to go away soon. he swears.

while he was having an internal conflict about his dumbass feelings, zoro casted him a look, and gave a gut-wrenching (positive) smile that made him want to rip out his beating heart in an instant.

it's times like these that sanji falls harder for the goddamn marimo. a smile so so small while he's working out and the blonde relaxing a few inches away, a pat on the head after zoro finishes his dinner as a praise for sanji's (usual) great food, zoro hearing him out when a sudden depressive episode hits him while they're on night watch, god fucking damn it.

he IS head over heels for zoro, fine. fuck you if you somehow get the balls to mention all of this information to the dumbass.

he has no clue about sanji's feelings, and it shall stay that way because he's not kidding when he says he's gonna throw himself out of the ship, in the middle of this huge ass sea, if god forbid his feelings reached the ears of the seaweed.

zoro suddenly stopped lifting his weights and looked at sanji for a second and said, "hey cook, the dessert earlier was amazing. you remembered that i don't like sweets, thanks."

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

A RARE COMPLIMENT FROM ZORO HE'S GOING TO ACTUALLY DIE.

"ah.. it's nothing. what kind if cook am i if i don't please my customers, yeah?" sanji managed to reply normally despite malfunctioning like crazy on the inside.

he fucking hates this side of zoro.

the rare, soft, gentle, zoro who you might mistake for the man of your dreams if it weren't for the fact that this side of him is the complete opposite of the real zoro who is a brute, stupid, no-table-manners, swordsman.

the soft zoro who always manages to catch sanji off-guard and makes him wanna throw himself to outer space and never come back because of how much his heart was beating for the marimo.

he is exaggerating but he can't help it he's head over heels for the swordsman- not that he actually wants to admit to it.

despite sanji's brain going into ruins he failed to miss the smile that zoro- again- gave him.

this is the worst.

he only wanted to relax in this fine afternoon after the exhaustion of which feeding the bottomless pit that is luffy's stomach gave him, not fall inlove harder with this crewmate!

it doesn't help that their other friends are out enjoying themselves and left only the two of them to guard the ship.

yes, that's right, guard the ship AND NOT UNDRESS THE MARIMO WITH HIS EYES.

this is the worst, oh god- this is the first time he turned to the guy above whom everyone worships and it is shameless to ask but- sanji wishes for a sea king to just appear and swallow him, never to be found, never to come back aboard on the ship with the man he loves.

well apparently god hates non-worshippers because the marimo just had to talk to him again- now with a slight blush on his face.

huh? a blush? what? why-

"cook, are you dating someone?" zoro asked with a voice so quiet it makes it seem like he didn't want to speak in the first place.

sanji, confused, and quite frankly tired of running around in his own mind just because his crush did something cute, replied with a raised voice, "HUH?" which seem to have startled zoro a bit, he's used with the cook yelling all the damn time but he didn't really expect that the blonde would take offense from the question.

zoro slightly panicking, took his question back "shit. should i have not asked? sorry cook, i was curious and robin told me to ju-" but he was cut off when sanji gave a reply.

"no no no just wait you goddamn marimo- i'm not dating someone. and what do you mean you were curious?!" sanji replied with a blush that you can never miss, even if you were the dumbest seaweed on earth.

zoro returned the blush, equally flustered as the other because his motive was just exposed to the chef, "yeah- uh- i was curious, it's like i know everything about you but not if you have a lover or something.. i asked robin and she told me to just ask you directly and i did. is that weird?"

shit. zoro's actions makes it seem like he likes him back.

wait.

like.. him.. back?

"w-why were you curious in the first place anyway? i'm pretty sure you don't have a single romantic bone in you... the question isn't weird but now it is because it came from you!" sanji asked- more like demanded to know to be honest- the blush still not going away from his face.

zoro gave him a dumbfounded look, like sanji was THE dumb one, "why would you ask that? i thought you knew...?" he said with genuine confusion.

before sanji could ask- yell 'what the hell does that mean marimo?!' zoro spoke again, the most unbelievable sentence so far.

"i like you, cook."

for the love of everything holy.

sanji bursted out laughing, though not genuine, "no- haha, i must be dreaming! i read too many romance novels and now i'm projecting on my dreams that the stupid marimo actually likes me back! yeah that's it- that's what's happening here. this isn't real." he nervously laughed it off, after all it's impossible that the roronoa zoro has romantic feelings for someone, let anyone sanji himself.

the chef was proven wrong when zoro's reaction turned into one of concern, "the hell do you mean cook? this is real life. i'm being genuine here and you just laughed it off, just say so if you feel the same way, i can actually take rejections you know." after he uttered the last bit, zoro's expression turned into just genuine sadness, definitely a reaction you wouldn't expect from the man himself.

"no, god no, it's not like that you dumbass marimo! didn't you hear what i just said? i said i like you but i never expected for you to return the feelings- hell, i didn't even expect you to know your own feelings! it just feels like a dream, you know? i've been fighting my feelings for 6 months already and i swore to never let you know but here you are, confessing. i even compared you to the romance novels that robin gave me- said i would've been okay with just watching you from afar getting all happy and soft with your lover even if i knew it was a lie but then you went ahead and said all this. of course i wouldn't believe it!" sanji was practically rambling but he didn't really care, as long as the message gets through zoro's thick skull.

"what? 6 months? i never noticed!"

sanji lit up a cigarette to hide his embarrassment, "told ya' you're stupid." then he blew out a smoke.

zoro frowned at his response, "i could say the same thing to you shit cook. i've been flirting with you for 9 months already and you never noticed."

the chef choked on his own smoke, "what the hell?! how long have you liked me!?" sanji yelled while coughing slightly and zoro replied with the same volume, "since arlong park you dumbass!"

"then why the fuck did you not tell me!?"

"you're always flirting with women, who would?"

sanji looked over at zoro who he didn't notice scooted near him and stopped working out completely, and if he wasn't observant enough he would've missed the pout-y expression that zoro was making, though he was amazing at hiding it.

"yeah, my bad. we're just both idiots huh?" the cook extinguished his cigarette and grinned, zoro shortly returned the face, "yeah. you're worse though. dense as hell love cook."

"even the most intelligent person wouldn't know if you're flirting you idiot! you're always glaring at me and picking a fight, how the hell would i catch the hint? it's not like i can rea-"

"shut up and kiss me, shit cook."

they spent the whole afternoon making out (gross) and cuddling, when the crew came back they sneakily went back to doing their own thing as if nothing romantic happened in the first place.

the crew could tell though. the first fight that broke out between them after the others arrived back from their little trip was practically filled with hearts and flowers all over the both of them.

oh and a certain someone was definitely spying on them, congratulating sanji for making the scenes in his favorite romance novels come to life, albeit not as romantic.

though it is quite obvious that the cook wouldn't have his own romance any other way.

#zosan #one piece zosan #zosan fanfic #op zosan #zosan au #zoro x sanji #roronoa zoro #one piece #one piece fanfiction #one piece zoro #one piece sanji #vinsmoke sanji

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bearw-me · 1 day

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Light smut for Adam (hazbin hotel) with a female reader that is like skinny fat? Big hips, flat but still not completely flat stomach and big boobies, I think he would see reader for the first time by her holding with her hands her tits when aggressively getting down the stairs in front of him so they can't bounce🙏🙏 by light smut I mean just him making dirty jokes and maybe staring at some part of her body

Anyways thanks if you do it and sorry if I wrote something wrong, English isn't my first language💞💞

i LOVE your prompt 😭😭 + don't apologize! I understood perfectly! <3

𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐬 — 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦

𐐒 ft : adam x fem!reader 𐐒 cw : light smut/suggestive, no use of y/n, described reader, maskless adam, adam's a bit of a womanizer, adam is shameless plz be reminded 𐐒 summary : at one of adam's parties, he spies a total fucking babe coming down the stairs... and plans to stay by her side all night 𐐒 wk : 890 𐐒 note : if i apologized for my dirty mind/language unfortunately we'd be here all day! just-enjoy this my readers :)

The party was already in full swing.

Adam, the first man, was known throughout heaven to throw such. . . parties. If God could call it that.

Events intended for angels and the most beautiful ascended souls of Earth to celebrate, to fucking party, to have fun, and to give Adam a chance to check out the women and their. . . assets.

The 'first man' glanced around the room with a small frown, sipping from a drink he'd nursed all night.

"Oh, yeah, that so?" He muttered, only half-listening to a blonde girl next to him as she gave him the usual shit: Giggling, tossing her head back to expose the supple flesh of her collarbones. Staring up innocently at him through her long lashes. Trying to lean closer to him, purposefully giving him an eyeful of her chest.

Adam smiled, the gesture nearly a fucking grimace, as he withstood her mind-numbing yapping. He rolled his eyes, letting his hand slip to the small of her back, knowing that his heart just wasn't in it.

What the fuck was up with him?

His eyes droned over the room. Gaze snagged by pretty faces, curves and stilettos. None of them really jumped out at him.

Until. . .

His eyes snapped to a woman at the top of the mansion's grand staircase. Young and tripping over herself laughing.

You had nearly raced down the stairs in heels, sniffling up your laughter and yelping every time your ankle gave into the weight of your movements. You held your chest close, smushing the cups of your dress up, hoping to stop your boobs from bouncing. Or heaven forbid someone see you like this-gawking at the sight.

When you reached the last stair, your left heel couldn't take the abuse any longer, snapping and sending you tumbling forward.

"Holy shit girl!" Adam had caught you in his arms before you fell, your figure stumbling hard enough into his chest that it fucking winded him.

You giggled, still planted firmly into his chest in a sort of lazy hug. Adam's arms thrown over your back. His rough hands sliding dangerously low down your back at the sudden contact,

"Sorry!" You hummed, glancing up to meet his golden eyes. Both of your breaths hitching. "You're. . . You're Adam," you said softly, the breath of your parted lips kissing his neck. Faces forced so close together. His brown hair haloed quiet literally against the rooms soft light.

Adam smirked, getting a good view of your chest pressed up against his in your clumsiness. "That's right, babe," he winked, shamelessly ogling your body, even daring to squeeze your back firmly to make his hand placement known to you.

He could've groaned at the feeling.

But sucked it up and held his restraints.

You blushed, trying to stand up from his arms in a haste, only to falter again and cling onto his shoulder for support.

"Back again?" He teased, backing off enough to let you hold onto his chest.

"I'm really sorry!" You offered with a sheepish smile, reaching down to fiddle with the straps of your heels. Nearly ripping the fucking things off your feet "These damned things!"

"Hey, I wouldn't put myself through the fucking torture. . ." He joked, managing to sneak a peak at the small of your back while you leaned down.

God you were sexy.

"But they do make your legs look good," he continued with a nod, drawing his gaze back to your struggles.

You discarded the pair of broken shoes, throwing them haphazardly to the wall with a laugh.

Finally able to stand on your own, you let go of him.

"For fucks sake," you sighed, still smiling despite the circumstances, and turning to fully face him now.

Adam watched you now, intently and more considerately, fully able to appreciate you.

The dress you wore hugged your body nicely, cinched at the perfect points and accentuating your feminine features. Adam tried to force himself to look away, even feign respect for you for a damned moment, but his gaze lingered too long. Almost fully planted at your chest. "Fuck," he mouths.

"Are you going to ask me my name or keep staring like a creep?" You asked, putting a hand on your hip and raising an eyebrow at him.

That finally seemed to snap him out of whatever spell you'd cast on him.

"Oh uh."

Before he could muster out a sorry excuse, you told him your name with a smile, still blushing at his surprising forwardness.

He repeated you name, with a whisper, as if trying to commit it to memory. Testing the syllables against his tongue.

"I'm-" He began to introduce confidently before you stopped him again. The sounds of your giggles lighting a fire in his groin.

"I know who you are. Remember?" You teased.

Adam chuckled at the breath of fresh air you provided him, even managing a blush. Never the type of man to be caught so hesitant or nervous before.

You watched him stroll closer, closing the distance between the two of your bodies with that handsome smirk of his. His hand bravely settling onto the curve of your back, pulling you flush against him.

"Can I get you a drink?" He offered, quietly hoping to get the chance to stay by your side all night.

#hazbin hotel #imagines #hazbin hotel x reader #reader insert #hazbin adam #adam x you #adam x reader #adam x y/n #adam x fem!reader #light smut #fic #oneshot #drabble #swearing #suggestive

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stuckasmain · 1 year

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But we sing it anyway

Moulin rouge is a story inspired by the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. You probably know this as ever since finding out about it from my playbill I haven’t shut up about that fact, well? Here’s a concise post. The story is inspired, not exact, however it’s a little bit funny… just how much it ties with Hadestown (a much more direct adaptation of the story).

Moulin rouge is also a timeloop story, while not as overt in its lyrics and presentation as Hadestown it makes no effort to hide this. At the very end of the pre show in fact! Christian comes to raise the sign sending the audience “back in time” alongside him to the prior year. In both cases the men- a more correct statements would be surviving lover- are what initiates the story beginning again. Both shows can be viewed in this way as a song of grief. Orpheus is apart of an old song that’s been replaying for longer than he may know and Christian is writing a love song, their love song, their story- as Satines dying request. He’s keeping her alive this way. They’re always together this way. Moulin rouge is a timeloop in a much more self inflicted way, Is she gone or will she live with every preformance? If he can even get it to be preformed. However unlike the movie we aren’t seeing Christian write the story- we are seeing him as a part of it, talking to us directly. Don’t believe me on the timeloop/living memory? Just watch how he raises the sign- the heavy sigh the love in which he has the whole first act- the excitement and joy like this time- this time is different. Sort of like someone else we know…

Optimistic and naïve, though deeply sad boy with a Godly musical ability X Jaded woman scored one to many times by the harsh realities of life

Both make the other better, they contrast each other, change each other, become each other in some sense or another. In both cases the optimism and lust for “happy endings” comes far too late for the woman and the man has learned how the world is at the cost of the love of his life.

However, in the case of Moulin rouge we do get a glimpse of a much more complicated relationship. While all of the mentioned does happen we also see jealousy, frustration, miscommunication. A more full developed relationship than a metaphorical one (not saying Orpheus and Eurydice are any less of a couple just that in following the myth more closely we loose some time of just them).

Christian follows Satine to hell long before she dies, he jumps headfirst in without even having met her! Momantre- the Paris underworld- he comes in search of it in this version of the story and finds her already there. Trapped by circumstance rather than soul ownership and the “twist” is he doesn’t bring her home. He makes his home there.

In both, the surviving lover is left near catatonic on the stage, rocking themself for some form of comfort or unable to move at all. Their sobs echo through theaters in which a pin could drop. Love doesn’t heal illness, nor does it reverse starvation. It means a lot to those of us alive, to the memory of those loved. But to death?

What gets me is how Satine is actually the one to save Christian! (She stops his suicide attempt) She, like Eurydice, meets her end in the most joyful, hope filled moment. That second where audience and character alike think it will turn out this time… despite full well knowing it’s a tragedy. Christ!!

Conclusion-

All tragedies must now end with a confetti cannon encore. (Moulin rouge nat. Tour you’re getting my therapy bills)

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pinksilvace · 10 months

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“It’s cold." “I know. I know, but we’re going to be alright. Do you hear me? You’re alright now. You’re going to be okay.” “I want to go home.” “We can’t go back home. We’re—we’re orphans now, remember? Nobody’s waiting for us back there.”

#this is technically art for my fic so it gets the tag:#silvacegreengardens #I love drawing backgrounds (lie)#my art #fernart #for once I'm feeling pretty proud of this one??? wild #guess that's what happens when I try for a full illustration every once in a while lol #rip to that plant specifically though. abstract shapes be upon ye #the owl house #caleb wittebane #philip wittebane #wittebros #toh fanart #eventually I'm going to post a short green gardens companion fic that explains what Caleb's going through bc it's a Lot #oh rip to the blanket and left hand too. definitely did not try incorporating them as well as I could have. ah well #the focus for this was color and expression anyway #bummer that it's so dark but I couldn't figure out how to get the ambience otherwise and I refuse to shoot reference of myself #dripping wet and sitting in a dark place with vague overhead ambient lighting #you should've seen how Caleb's feet looked in the initial sketch. HUGE. boy came straight out of kingdom hearts

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dent-de-leon · 26 days

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The way Leo Amicus was the most certain he wouldn’t make it out of all of them—and then he gets to live, to take care of Grimoria and be there for her instead of just leaving everything he has to her when he’s gone…Leo believing he was never going to make it back home. Getting to take a nice long nap, fast asleep and finally resting when Grimoria finds a letter he intended to send post-mortem—

#candela obscura #candela obscura spoilers #I love mr leo amicus so many taliesin has once again ripped out my whole heart—#makes me feel some kinda way when characters think there’s no way they’ll make it #and yet by some miracle #they get to go back home anyway—

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thisispoggers · 25 days

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There is just something magical and heartwarming about seeing Monsta post about how the BBB elementals hang out with each other cuz I’m so OBSSESSED with it

Like yes I wanna see Cahaya get fed up with Api and Daun breaking into his lab

Yes I wanna see Api and Taufan hanging out with Gopal and doing their cute lil dance segment

Yes I wanna see Taufan spending time with Yaya and tryna not die to her baking

Yes I wanna see Ais and Daun hanging out and having fun

Yes I wanna see the Ori trio chilling with each other and reading books

YES I WANNA SEE THEM JUST BEING WITH EACH OTHER MONSTA PLSSSSS I NEED MORE MOMENTS LIKE THESE

#WE BETTER GET COMPENSATION AFTER GURLATAN OR ELSE/j #LIKE I LOVE KIRANA AND SHES SO COOL #BUT TAKING AWAY MY ELDEST ELEMENTAL SON IS NAWT COOL NUH UH #PLS HE JUST WANNA CHILL WITH HIS TRIPLET BROTHERS GEMPA AND TAUFAN #Anyways can’t wait for my heart to get ripped out my chest once the other chapters are posts to webtoon #boboiboy #boboiboy galaxy #ngl I need to actually get BBBmoots here fndnncnfnv I feel bad subjecting my friends to my insane ramblings

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wabblebees · 3 months

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just finished the new fantasy high episode and havent seen anyone talk abt this so i wanted to say i am 100. one HUNDRED PERCENT sure. that fuckin fourdogs was at that party invisibly (the One And Only buttfucker to NOT make an obvious appearance?? rules-follower or no, i dont believe that for a SECOND) and that she stole the piece of the cloud runner that went missing, and that the moment of her swipe was the "something" riz missed on his check -- i also really *hope* it wasn't oisin that made those damn ice mephits (or "muffets" as my beloved drunk adaine christened them lmao) act up like that, but immmmm pretty sure thats exactly what was goin on since it wouldve given his party member advantage/an easier access point :/

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fhjy spoilers #listen i was oisin to be good & real & nice SO BAD. HOT RIPPED TATTED DRAGONBORN WIZARD ??? PLEASE #but. im also a suspicious-ass bitch lmao #also wait ik they spelled his name without the accent on his character art #but doesnt the name oisin have an accent over one of the i's?? idk jack abt shit so i could be wrong ofc #in any case. i like the concepts behhind the ratfuckers as a party (*except buddy. seeing him made me feel fucking ILL lmao.) but #i neeeeeeed them to get fucking TROUNCED by the bad kids. i NEED it. theyd be so much more tolerable if they got briefly asswhooped #like i think after that they could TOTALLY be friends and work together. before that?? FUCK no lmfao #anyway. i love-hate fishykitty whatserbucket and i need to see her lose #i cant wait for the ratgrinders to meet the unstoppable force that is the bad kids bigass hearts #deciding to team up with local shitheads & therefore turning them into op allies by sheer force of will and love #its happened to ragh its happened to aelwyn it kiiinda happened with kalina (jury's still out but my fingers are crossed!!)#spring break i believe in them!!!#bee speaks #its happening yall. i try to keep my incomprehensible blorboposting to a dull roar but now that im fully caught up on d20 i fear i may start #going full pepe silvia trying to figure this out #i cant binge it all in one go and have it rot thru my brain like slow-eating acid to leak thru in a contained matter #waiting for a new episode every week means i have time to THINK

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dropout-ninja · 9 months

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:3cc Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

(Picture me headbonking you like a cat)

Why would you do this to me with my 108 fics and more wips in docs not yet posted (some of which would make this list)

I am terrible at picking rankings help

Uhhhh

When I Wake From This Dream With Chains All Around Me (Hollow Knight) where my HK writing got kicked off. Longfic.

It’s Burned In My Mind and all of its associated works (Hollow Knight) absolute fever dream, wrote in a splurge of dissociation, wild time and probably my favorite fic I’ve written. Multichap.

The If We Could Just Be What We Wanted verse (Transformers Prime with a dose of a bunch of other continuities) particularly the first one (which needs edits but in terms of tone and characters and me managing plots genuinely holds up really well to the last few years), Damned If I Do (oneshot), and poor Chaotic Unity (longfic), who I had so many seeds of foreshadowing put into the first fic for and then it got read by like five perfect of the original’s readers XD

control’s graveyard (Monsterverse Godzilla. Yep.) entirely self indulgent fun times, power dynamics central, character studies on everyone, I poured into worldbuilding and backstories and I think I managed to do show don’t tell with them better here than I manage elsewhere. Someone said that I managed to keep the main character “alien and genuinely despicable” while somehow keeping them sympathetic, and that praise is put on my mental fridge forever. I reread this fic more than I do any of my other ones. Genuinely my favoritism for it is showing hard. Multichap.

Immolation (MTMTE/Lost Light) Haven’t read this one in a year so grammar wise I’m sure it’s a wreck, but my 3am brain went off on this one and its stream of consciousness style. Oneshot.

Wyrm Off A String (Hollow Knight) based on crack and others’ art, ridiculous premise, somehow the best worldbuilding and foreshadowing of a twist ending I’ve done. Oneshot.

Linger (Hollow Knight) mad niche, another one that began because of crack and shitposts I saw. Loss of self, body horror, psychological horror, non linear dream madness, what’s not for me to love. Multichap in progress

Wallow (Hollow Knight) another incredibly niche one nobody asked for, that is actually going to be turned into a multichap and has a lot of juicy to a self indulgent author tension and shenanigans already written, but I’m waiting until I’ve written most all of it before I start posting the new chapters. Dubbed by my friends as the Mean White Lady Fic. Traitor Lord my beloved. (Oneshot on ao3, multichap to be)

sometimes family is a mad scientist spider, his amoral ex, their build-a-child kit gone right, and the human sidekick (IDW2005 Transformers) oneshots collection. Quite proud of the Verity and Prowl povs. Tarantulas my blorbo.

ex cinere (House of Ashes) for capturing the voice and worldbuilding after I relistened to Randolph’s things a million times. I feel like I managed to keep aliens alien for it (short multichap)

And CarnEVILs? In MY Dirtmouth? (It’s More Likely Than You Think!) (Hollow Knight) halloween oneshot with an Elderbug pov that feels very Elderbug and Dirtmouth vibes as good here as in Chains. Elderbug did not enjoy his obligatory grimm teatime™️.

Hey look this is not five. 108 fics too difficult to narrow down for me

#ashyronfire #I can’t narrow it down to five #I didn’t even get to get to things like my first HK oneshot #wherein the radiance ripped her own heart out to stop dealing with mortal fears and it was what became the nightmare heart #My fic library has some weeeird ones in it #something for everyone perhaps!#also didn’t mention any of the wips that are Long but not yet on ao3 #like a certain kung fu panda longfic that is unreliable narrator loveliness #I may write a lot of niche things that are self indulgent because no one else had written them yet #but I do tend to love my works outside of hating the grammar and language errors I find later #thanks for the ask anyway XD #I feel so awkward tagging this with its fandom but uhh #hollow knight #transformers fics #my fics #Godzilla #Monsterverse #transformers

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oatbugs · 2 years

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i can feel every single nerve and organ and bone inside my body. an exercise in emptiness: what will the next thought in your head be?

#i feel like im going insane . went in the psych department w my friend again i decided to stop hating it for no reason except that its not #maths . why the fuck dont you study ? because the module name starts with a PS ? i need to love it without #feeling shame for myself . i feel like im gonna get into trouble with my university for prying open locked automatic doors at 1 AM but its #alright (that building is haunted anyway). its not about him but it is but it really isnt its about everything it means its about the way i #cant cry for myself the way i used to its the sadness and happiness and that im turning 20 soon and im going a little insane but im shocked #that i still have friends i love im shocked that i am loved im shocked that i dont feel disgusted thinking about him yet #(and ill look for a man to turn me into a hare just like you did when you did what you did)#when alt j 3ww said . f5 f6 f6 f5 f5 #i constantly feel like my chest is about to explode and i have no idea why its a physical pain its great and also horrible #id like to rip out my ribcage and put a bird and some flowers inside it id like to rip out my sternum and pierce the thoughts with it #4 43 AM i have an exam about brains i stared at a vintage photo of a brain pinned and labelled i learned the names and positions of sulci #im learning about magic (action potentials) and gates inside your brain and every day i learn how hard your body tries to keep you alive #(his lips turn sharp when he smiles) (choking on flowers and music and fear) (feel every feeling inside my throat feel metal at the back #of my head) (i miss your hard edges i miss your bone marrow)#hypothesis : perhaps if i put my lips on someone elses lips and i dont let go of them for a few hours ill be okay #needle (sharp like the spice in what i made you) shooting 5 mg of haldol straight into the hypothalamus . gave myself a concussion and #since that night my head has been blooming . the violin today felt like liquid gold . moderato - spiritoso - the bow turned my heart inside #out . id like to scream and i have no idea why but one day i will turn my vertebrae into a bouquet of flowers for you all.#yesterday my boy with the beautiful hair looked at me and held me tight enough that i heard his heartbeat (or maybe it was mine)#for a second or two and i wish i could lean on him for this except his heart has been crushed by the mathematician discerning eyes #for a while and a half .#dyed your hair red i dyed your hair brown youre on my bed and your hand touches my hand and every day i am amazed by the way your mind #turns my guts and my heart inside out #for a second or two and i wish i could lean on his bony shoulders for this except his lungs have filled with water #for a while and a half . dyed your hair red i dyed your hair brown youre on my bed i stare at the grace of her hands you are evidence #that angels and pomegranate seeds and create the economist of our dreams . game theory and good actions by any other name .#she makes the sound the sea makes knee deep in the north sea

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camelspit · 1 year

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I heard you’re reading the graceling series? Which one are you on and do you like them? I’m on winterkeep (when I eventually get to it)

Im on winterkeep as well! Tbh im not entirely sure how I feel. They just seem really... long? For not much happening. Bitterblues def been my favorite so far! :)

#Theres also just some weird stuff #Like in fire the king idk his name and mila #Why. Why did the author do that.#And i think the series is heading towards a giddon/bitterblue relationship with i dont like too much either #Hes like 8 years older than her and it just feels more like a sibling dynamic ya know?#There are some things i like though!!#Katsa and po are very fun #Absolutely unhinged couple in the best way possible #And saf my beloved <3 complete loser #Love that his grace was slightly hyped up to be some big reveal and then it was like 'lol he can give good dreams'#My least favorite book has def been fire #For one i just. Didnt care much about any of the characters #And after about 300 pages fires problems just became a bit repetitive? If you get what i mean #It got interesting in the last few chapters #But that thing did not have to be like 600 pages #Ig it didnt help that my hopes were high for it #Everything i saw online was like 'omg fire absolitely ripped my heart out' and 'better than the first book'#And maybe its just me but i just? Didnt have much of a reaction to it?#Anyway i would love to know your thoughts on the series!#Im about 60 pages into winterkeep and its fun so far

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whimsydingbat · 1 year

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the love of my dreams dropped me for another man and I now have a black hole in the pit of my stomach. this shit has been eating me from the inside out

#I can’t believe I’m telling a single soul this #and I would never do this for any person on earth #okay let me just give y’all some backstory #this woman we’ll call Z #we met online in middle school over that trash kik picture board #you know the one #anyway we dated on and off through late middle to like mid-late high school #and we loved each other #but distance put a strain on our relationship #so we split and went our separate ways #this may have been like early-mid 2017 #so a couple years later I see on her IG that she’s getting married to a military guy #ripped. built ass abs you’d wanna nibble on them #find out some time later he was physically and mentally abusive to her #she told me about that like dec 2019 #I was deeply sad for her that she was going through that #I don’t remember much of that conversation #I had since deleted the messages because I read over them so much at the time #you would think I’d remember them. I can only remember the feeling #my heart lit up in my chest #she said something along the lines of she yearned for me #or she missed me. I felt the same #we stopped talking #fast forward Valentine’s Day this year and we’re swiping up on each others stories sending each other stuff and talking.#I hadn’t felt more free to be myself and talk ever since we were dating. I’m still convinced she’s the only person on earth that gets me #cont. on next post

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dykeyeonjun · 1 year

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#something very insane about tiktok as a whole like i just saw one of those ‘she lives inside me’ nostalgic vids of a little girl playing #in a puddle and just immediately burst into tears and then i scroll and its an ateez concert vid and suddenly im bawling to hongjoong #getting hit in the face with a ball and then i scroll and its a cooking video and then a comedy bit and then another one of those nostalgic #vids will appear of a girl playing in the snow for the first time and i just feel like my heart is being ripped out of my chest and its like #why am i willing choosing to interact with media i know will make me sad but also why is this making me #this sad and also it’s probably wrecking my brain to be intaking so many things so quickly and if i start crying it is ok to mellow in that #sadness for a bit as opposed to immediately try to leave that mood #anyways tumblr tags i love u <3 i’ll prob delete this #claire.txt

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arthur-r · 3 months

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lyrics: something’s just not right / there’s hunger in my eyes, but you’re not looking into mine / in the morning light / i wake up next to you, but we’re no longer entwined / i wanna love you with a ravenous hunger / tear your flesh into mine / you say you like me / but you rather that i listen quiet, keep it all inside / something awakening and stirring inside me / i’m gearing up, your pretense in decline / i slice my heart up on a platter and find that you don’t even wanna dine / i gave my soul up, you can eat me raw / diced up and vulnerable, i’m yours to try / you’re glancing to the side, bored, and find that you don’t even wanna dine

here is my boring loserboy barely even visceral softcore cannibalism song if anybody is interested. ZERO sinew cause i’m a disgrace and took the concept in the tamest direction possible i’m so sorry.

#i will write an actual cannibalism song one of these days but i got distracted being distantly and boringly irked by my ex-partner shdhdf #this song was SUPPOSED to be about failed communion and the fact that our dinners were always the worst part #and how cannibalism is loving gone too far but he won’t even get close #and that’s what this song is about still. but where is the viscera….#anyway it turns out the band i was in here will maybe never exist again so we’ll see how my epic new solo career goes i guess #anyway he said it the same way he gave her the hug like it wasn’t his sister he was hugging like it wasn’t his mother he was sending a kiss #to but just a polite platitude. like he was ripping out her heart like he was cleanly extracting it and placing it in a plastic bag and #storing it in the fridge to eat later. so there.#(from signs preceding the end of the world by yuri herrera one of my favorite books of all time ever)#anyway hi i am very ill but i am persevering so good. and i dont know where my roommate is so it’s just me out here #today i really want to grow up to be an adult one day. a real one not the eighteen that i’ll be in a couple months #and i am also very tired. i will probably go to sleep very soon to feel better in the morning #but i have a job interview tomorrow afternoon!! so wish me luck on that i guess!!!!#ok that’s all i have to say. lmk if you need anything as always and otherwise goodnight maybe!!#me. my post. mine.#delete later

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izzy-b-hands · 1 year

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I played Bleeding Out tonight, so naturally I’m having Boss/Gat/Aisha thoughts and wound up writing another ‘Eesh has died, but Johnny is out of the hospital now and back home with Boss, and no one is equipped for this emotional upheaval but it’s here all the same’ thing.

Using one of my more recent Bosses, Ellis. If you’ve happened upon any of my SR stuff from the past year or so, you’ve probably read something with him in it already kladsfldjsa

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“Thought we weren’t doing rings,” Ellis remarks, silver band in hand.

“Yeah,” Johnny mutters. “Well. I bought us rings. Wear it or don’t.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Johnny won’t look at him, and the third ring sits between them on the coffee table.

“Gonna give it to the funeral home?”

“Not sure yet. She didn’t get to wear it, so what would be the point in keeping it to wear myself, right?” Johnny asks. A hand worries at the bandages under his shirt.

“Don’t fuck with that.”

“It itches,” Johnny grumps. “I survived being fucking vivisected damn near, if I want to itch the fucking thing-”

“I don’t want you in the hospital again,” Ellis interrupts as gently as he can. “That’s all I meant.”

“Do you think she’d want it?”

“To be put on her in the coffin?”

“At all,” Johnny’s eyes are stuck to the ring.

“You know she would have said yes. You’d talked about it, and we’d worked out how it would work with me-”

“Should have just gotten two.”

“Would it help if I do it?” Ellis asks. “You tell me if you want it at the funeral home, and I’ll take it there. If you want a chain for it so you can wear it like that, we’ll do that.”

He doesn’t expect Johnny to move and join him on the couch, or to lay down and set his head in his lap.

But he plays with Johnny’s hair, and rubs his back. “Take the night and think on it. They said we could bring anything we wanted to go in it damn near up until the burial itself.”

“Think they could put me in there?”

“Don’t fucking say that.”

“You blame me for wanting it?”

“No. Just don’t like hearing it, since I damn near had to bury you with this,” Ellis replies, hand lingering down lower, at the bump of the bandages under Johnny’s shirt.

“Nah.”

“Yeah, I fucking did,” Ellis insists. “You didn’t have to sit there and watch yourself nearly bleed out while that fucking asshole-”

“Trent did his best,” Johnny sits up slowly and wraps an arm around him. “His route, I’m told was-”

“Bad. He’s banned from driving right now, as a result,” Ellis sighs. “Because who the fuck thinks, ‘oh, we need the hospital immediately, but we’re being followed by rival gang members, let’s fucking do a jump from the road to the roof of a building below it, and-”

“I’m okay,” Johnny interrupts. “I’m breathing. He did fine.”

“Any room in that coffin for me too?”

“We’ll have to ask. Eesh would be pissed though.”

“At having to share, or us giving up?”

“Maybe a little bit of both,” Johnny muses. “It’s not a big coffin, so maybe the sharing. That’s why she had us buy that new mattress-”

“Because we either replace it with a bigger one, or Ellis is gonna keep falling out of bed,” Ellis quotes. “She was right. It is really nice, not falling out of the bed because it’s too small. Kind of too big now, isn’t it?”

Johnny peers around the house, and his voice catches in his throat. “Would you hate it if we went to your place near the hideout, maybe?”

“No,” Ellis will never say it aloud to Johnny, but every day and night they’ve spent in Aisha’s place, what had been their place, all three of them...

He sees it. Over and fucking over again.

The chair she was tied to and her body limp in it, and the blood on the walls, and the flowers cut and tossed to the floor, and her head-

“Boss?”

“Should we call Pierce or Shaundi to come get us?” Ellis asks.

“I don’t think I can handle any questions,” Johnny says. “If Carlos was still here-”

“He’d pick us up and not say a single fucking word if we asked him not to,” Ellis gives up and buries his face into Johnny’s neck. “I don’t wanna undo all the work we’ve done. But if I could have two things, just two-”

“I know. We don’t get that though. But we can get revenge.”

“Maybe some sleep first?”

“Never thought I’d hear you say that,” Johnny chuckles, but there’s a bitter note in it. “Have you been sleeping at all?”

“You know I haven’t. I keep coming down here at night,” Ellis murmurs against Johnny’s skin, just loud enough to be audible. “Because it feels like she’ll be down here. And I’ll untie her, and she’ll shout at us for fucking up, and then she’ll come upstairs to bed.”

They wind up taking the train, where they stay until the sun rises, sleeping as the cars follow their endless loop around the city.

#text post #long post #not to be overly emotional abt video games but yes I do get teary eyed and or cry every time I watch Aisha die bc like. plot wise I get why #but from a I love her and wish she could have been in every single game somehow point of view like. why #I know the deaths are a part of johnny and boss paying for their hubris and rash decision making and shit but fuck man #they don't show that much but that's even worse it's fucking brutal and when you play the game more than once you Know when it's coming #but it still fucking rips my heart out of my chest and I hurt for Johnny so much #ddk fucking. nails that dialogue as the shitty Saint npc drives to the hospital and he didn't have to Do That but he did and it's so good #but it tears me apart bc he keeps telling her how sorry he is and that he's coming and he's dying but his only thought is Eesh #I'm done and maybe I should pop the game back open since I'm not that tired anyway rn lmao

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