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nekioe · 1 day

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au where c!Dream is a vampire. Because he heals faster none of the torture actually leaves any scares, except for one.

English is not my first languge and I don't write very often. I'm scared, pls be kind

cw/tw: Usual prison stuff, torture, a teeny tiny bit of gore?, mention of vomit but it doesn't actually happen, branding

He keeps no scars from the prison. Except for one.

One day, Quackity brought one of those irons you use for branding wood. Usually, they're some kind of iron, but not this one. At first, Dream doesn't realize what's happening, Quackity doesn't heat it up in the lava as he’s done before with another iron. Instead he ignores the lava and walks around the chair and stops behind Dream. He tries to keep his breath under control, the anticipation is almost worse then the actual torture, he can’t see what Quackity is doing, he cant prepare himself for whatever pain that’ll come next.

Then, all of a sudden, the cold metal meets his skin and it burns. Silver. Silver, it’s Silver. He can't stop the scream from escaping his throat as he flinches away, but tight ropes bind him to the chair and Quackity’s hand lashes out and keeps him in place. His skin sizzles as the silver digs into it. It was worse then any torture he’s been through before. the scorching agony as the pure, holy, silver meeting with his twisted flesh, an abomination, a cursed being that should’ve long been dead. He can't think, he burns and he tries to grasp for something, anything to stop it but there's nothing he can do. The ropes bind him too tight. He hears a voice crying, sobbing, begging for the pain to stop. And it sounds a bit like him, but it's hard to concentrate as a thousand knives rip through his back simultaneously as it turns to fire.

Suddenly, Quackity stands right in front of him, silver pole in hand. He didn't notice it get retracted, his back still burns and writhes in pain. Ugly sobs wrack his body as he tries to gasp for air he doesn’t really need, for release that won’t come. He just wants this to be over, he just wants this to stop, please just make it stop. He feels fucking pathetic.

Before him, Quackity holds up the silver piece and quietly observes it, he flicks away a bit of burned flesh that falls and squishes when it collides with the floor. Dream holds back vomit. Quackity wears no gloves. Why would he? he’s human, the silver doesn’t burn him. It only burns impurities, creatures that shouldn't exist yet still do, creatures like Dream. His expression is indifferent as he handles the material, it feels like mockery. Maybe that's the point. Quackity looks up and smirks when he makes eye contact with Dream. Then, he takes a step closer and disappears behind Dream again, and before Dream can even flinch or open his mouth to beg, his back is on fire again.

Months after the torture and the prison that burn scar still remains. Everything else healed within a day or two, leaving no trace of what had happened, but the silver mark on his back stayed. It serves as a reminder, a branding.

#c!dream #dreblr #dsmp #cw mention of vomit #cw slight gore #cw torture #cw branding #nekioe writing

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sailing-ever-west · 4 months

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it's not really what happens in canon as far as I can tell but I'm rotating the idea that when Chopper joins the crew and starts desperately people-pleasing and allowing himself to suffer thinking that's what it takes to be accepted and loved, something in Sanji goes "O h ." and he starts making an effort to show Chopper very clearly that the love from this crew is not conditional. and maybe a little bit (a lot), he's saying it all to make himself believe it, too.

#two tragic backstories duo #chopper's could maybe count as one but like geez. he was ostracized by his herd and then ate a devil fruit and got shot at by humans #and then started anew with a mad scientist dad #but then that guy in the end treated him like crap too #AND exploded right in front of him #like GOSH #anyway just thinking about sanji understanding chopper by seeing his younger self in him #trying to be tough and strong but really being soft inside #accustomed to being a dog that either bites or fawns because that was the only way to survive #feeling like some kind of creature that shouldn't exist #willing to sacrifice everything for that one person who was kind to them for a time #just. being born a kind heart in an unusually cruel world.#and the result is something that could be called a monster #one piece #black leg sanji #tony tony chopper #one piece meta #one piece headcanons

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bonny-kookoo · 6 months

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Jungkook/platonic!OT7

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 [Part 2: Wind]

Somehow, you don't want to go home yet.

Main tags/Warnings: Werewolf!Jungkook, Werewolf!Bangtan, strangers/enemies to lovers, romantic Jungkook x reader, Platonic bangtan x reader, eventual smut, mentions of past emotional/psychological manipulation, hurt and comfort, fluff!, some wariness from MCs side, a nightmare?

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The woods are dark. Deep. Endless, even.

There's no clear path to take, noises all around you echoing, only faint light making you see somewhat. Animals watch you with curious gazes, like you're something they've never seen before- and you feel like you're not yourself, even though the reflection of a puddle on the ground shows your face clear as day.

You're not wearing shoes. Bare feet standing on soft moss. In fact, you're not wearing anything, one look down offering you your bare body, though you feel neither shame nor the need to cover yourself. You're warm enough. You're alone, too.

There's a creature circling around you- a large wolf, dark brown fur almost black as it's body brushes against yours, rubbing it's side over your legs, as if to cover itself in your scent. It licks at your skin, and you reach out to touch it, golden eyes staring back.

It's tail wags. You can't help but laugh.

Suddenly, it's bones break however, blood pooling out of its mouth that forms a snarl, teeth showing in anger as it stands up into a human stance, back arched once it grows into a humanoid beastly version of itself. No longer does it offer you comfort, no longer do you feel safe.

Suddenly, you cover yourself, feeling vulnerable, naked, lusted for as the beasts eyes glare at you with hunger. Claws are sharp, paws looking more like hands as it reaches for you. You trip, fall, frozen on the ground as it crawls over you, jaws opening wide to Suddenly bite down right in your face-

"Hey- you're okay!" Jungkook's voice reassures, worried face the first thing you see as you wake up from your nightmare, breathing heavily. Your skin is sweaty, smelling strange, and you Suddenly feel embarrassed. "Come on, sit up for a moment yeah? So you don't fall again." He says, and it makes you a little uneasy.

Can he read dreams or something? Or have you been talking in your sleep?

Either way, you do as he says, sitting up, taking a deep breath. "Sorry." You alplogize, calming down. You have nightmares like this on a constant basis, though they typically never start as such a pleasant dream.

"Its okay." He reassures you kindly, a hand on your back. "Your clothes are freshly dried by the way. Do you.. want to stay for breakfast?" He asks you in an almost hopeful tone- and you nod after a moment, feeling oddly brave. You don't want to come off as rude, either- they've been very kind in offering you a place to stay for the night after all, the least you can do is stay for a little and properly thank them. "Oh, awesome! I'll tell Jin to put out an extra plate then!" He excitedly says, before he runs to the door- stopping for only a second. "Uh- your clothes are in the bathroom- you can just use my stuff to shower or something.. and uh, there's an unopened toothbrush under the sink in the drawer that you can have." He tells you with a smile, before he opens the door and leaves, closing it after him.

A wave of fresh air comes in from that. Brings in smells of the woods, faint rain, and a little coldness from the morning dew. What time is it even?

After getting ready, you walk outside- unsure where to go, so you just walk around a tiny bit, taking in the scenery around in the daylight. It's cozy- unique in that it feels like it's so disconnected from the buzzing city life. As if a place like this shouldn't exist in the state it's in.

Birds are eagerly moving around, collecting nesting material and chirping their morning talks to one another. A squirrel hops over the wooden roof of Jungkook's cabin, disappearing as quickly as it appeared. There's no artificial sound. No cars honking. No nothing.

"Over here!" Jungkook calls out from the largest house, waving you closer, door open behind him. The smell of something cooking hits you like a truck, causing your stomach to growl and mouth to water at the prospect of food. "Don't worry about them." He offers you kindly as he keeps the door open for you to walk through, your head nodding politely to everyone at the table inside the house.

"We typically take what we want from the main plates here- so just grab what you like to eat, yeah?" The tall man, Seokjin, offers you. "I hope you slept well." He says while everyone begins to grab something for their plates.

"Clearly not." A low voice comments. "She reeks of fear." The man says, putting food on his plate.

"Yoongi!" The leader of the pack scolds, Jungkook sighing.

"She just had a bad dream, nothing big." He explains, before he turns to you. "Sorry. We can just.. smell a lot of things a lot more than you. And Yoongi isn't very.. tactful to say the least." Jungkook apologizes.

"Its okay." You simply nod, quietly eating. It's a bit odd to have all those eyes on you, but you'll manage- simply listening to them banter around, before you finish up and pack up your things.

"Thank you for letting me stay." You tell Namjoon, who nods.

"No issue whatsoever. Please get home safe." He says, politely telling you goodbye before Jungkook walks you through the woods again.

You feel off. As if you're forgetting something- but you checked twice, you have everything you brought with you in the first place. "You can.. always visit, you know?" Jungkook offers, his hands in his pockets as he walks next to you. "Or we could, I don't know.. meet up next time you need some time away from the city. Or just grab something to eat in the city too!" He rants a bit nervously.

"...sure." You nod. "Why not?" You decide, almost talking to yourself mostly, while Jungkook beams a grin next to you.

"I-..." he starts, unsure, as you reach the start of the hicking track where you first met. "...you know you don't have to hide, right?" He asks, and you're not sure what he's talking about.

"What do you mean?" You wonder- but he shakes it off, simply smiling at you, golden eyes kind.

"Nothing. Please- uhm.. could you maybe text me if you got home well?" He asks, and you nod, exchanging phone numbers with him- before he awkwardly nods again, waving at you as he walks back. "I'll see you around." He says, and you smile back equally as uneasy, before you walk down the path a little.

And as you look back, jungkook is out of sight ready-

Though you're not sure why that upsets you so much.

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Back home, you text jungkook that you're alright and back, receiving multiple thumbs up emojis from him, before you open your bedroom drawer for your medication. You'll need to renew the prescription soon- you're running low these days.

Maybe because you didn't take them before your hike you got so sweaty during the night again. You tend to get hot flashes and headaches without you're prescribed pills- your mother having explained to you that you've got an overactive immune system that just attacks your entire body the moment you don't take those pills. And it makes sense. You do feel awful when you're not taking them.

Once more, you find another monthly letter from your mother on your table- unopened, because you just don't want to hear her made up stories on how she needs you. She doesnt- she only want to control you, because she fails at controlling herself. You don't want to live with her any longer, you want nothing to do with her in general- so you just throw it into the drawer in your bedroom, where all the other's lay.

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It's a few days later when you meet up with Jungkook again- the small convenience store quiet as you both eat your instant foods together.

"So, the guy goes 'I'm not gonna let a dog help me lift!' And breaks his wrist not even five minutes later!" Jungkook laughs, shaking his head. "Karma is a thing, I'm telling you." He chuckles, moving to take another bite of his food.

"Does that happen a lot?" You ask. "Like.. people judging you solely based on what you are?" You question, and he shrugs, before nodding.

"Yeah. It's normal." He simply admits. "And to be fair, there's enough real evidence of particularly alphas who just can't keep themselves in check- so I don't blame anybody for being cautious, you know?" He offers, licking his lips clean. "I mean, you weren't really fond of me and my pack either." He jokes.

"That's not true..." you argue softly. "You're.. really nice. I'm not scared of you or anything." You tell him, and he smiles, leaning his head on his palm.

"I'm glad." He offers. "Can I ask you something?" Jungkook questions, and you laugh.

"You just did." You joke, and he rolls his eyes. "But yeah, go ahead."

"Are you sleeping okay?" He asks, and you frown a bit in confusion. "You just.. look really tired." He worries a bit, and you shrug.

"Its a side effect of my meds." You tell him. "I've got.. some issues with my immune system, so I'm on constant medication- and they screw up my sleep." You offer.

"Oh." He answers. "What.. happens when you don't take them?" He wonders.

"I get a fever, usually." You explain, finishing your own food. "And I get dizzy, nauseous. Had to skip them as a teen once because I got my vaccines done- and man was I miserable! My mom had to tell everyone to not even enter my room because I was so bad!" You laugh. "I always got really whiny when I was sick. Always complained. Really annoyed my mom." You explain.

"What about now?" He asks, watching you with an odd sense of curiosity.

"I'm still whiny as hell!" You giggle. "But I just suck it up and get through it. It's just how it is." You shrug.

"Doesn't she visit you?" Jungkook continues. You shake your head.

"No." You answer. "After my dad died, and my mom got her new boyfriend, it just went downhill." You sigh. "Like, my dad would always go camping with me. He was a super outdoors kind of person, you know?" You remember. "But when he died, my mom started keeping me home all the time. I wasn't allowed to go out on my own or sleep over at friend's houses. I get it now that it was because I got sick so easily, but still. It was like she was holding me hostage sometimes." You admit with a distant gaze, before you shake your head in shame. "Oh god, I'm rambling, sorry!" You laugh.

"No, no, you're fine!" He reassures. "Is that why you're so wary of wolves now?" He asks, and you nod.

"She used to tell me all kinds of stories." You admit. "Like, actually disturbing stuff. How your bones abreast when you shift and such." You say, and Jungkook cringes.

"I mean.. shifting isn't very pretty, I admit that, but that's not something to tell a child, especially when it's a human one." He mumbles.

"Thats what I'm saying!" You agree. "Like, why would you tell that to a kid who won't ever understand that anyways??" You whine, before laughing.

You're both quiet for a little while, when you talk again. "Does it hurt?" You ask, and he looks at you for a second, unsure. "When you shift, I mean."

"It does." He nods. "Very much. And it's pretty exhausting." He laughs. "But it's only a few times a year, so its alright. I'm used to it by now- it's kind of like a cramp. When it happens, it's agony- but once it's done, you're good to go."

"Do you really.. like, sleep?" You wonder. "Your human side, I mean."

"No." He chuckles. "I'm still me, no matter what form I'm in." He tells you with a soft tone.

"..do you think I could pet you?" You ask. "Or would that be weird?" You tell him, and he laughs, tips of his ears red.

"Oh I'd absolutely let you!" He responds, golden eyes warm as they watch you.

And you can't help but feel like he's seeing a lot more than you do.

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There's a letter in your inbox today, official envelope making you curious as to what's inside.

The formal words are clearly meant to intimidate, though you check twice that it's directed at you by looking for your name on the form- and it's there, together with your date of birth, and other personal details. But this can't be right. This doesn't make sense.

Your phone vibrates on the kitchen counter, Jungkook's name telling you he's the one calling, probably to ask when you'll come over to watch a movie- but you ignore it, as you read over the words time and time again.

'Last notice regarding your IC-Evaluation test.'

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#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #jeon jungkook x reader #hybrid imagine #jeon jungkook imagine #bts jungkook imagine #jungkook x reader #bts jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook fanfic #werewolf jungkook #werewolf bangtan

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pyreo · 5 months

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I've never thought about this in the 11 years I've played but I just realised gw2 must look.. pretty zany to outsiders? It didn't even occur to me. I'm really glad it's in a low fantasy setting that allows for pretty much anything and I think it's inkeeping with the focus on player creativity in an MMO to have that kind of range.

Like I know the overall aesthetic can get wacky but because that's so fitting for a multiplayer game... it's never occured to me that anything looks odd.

Like, here's a screenshot of me, someone's bird, and some lovely folks from the last pride march

Like real pride marches, being over the top and loud is the point. We have the tools to do that, even in regular gameplay. I think it's fascinating that nothing about this feels out of place. Magic in this universe does practically anything you want it to. Technology varies from nonexistent to far beyond real life. There's a massive range but everything feels kind of.... justified?

Some people will wear fantasy armour and keep everything on a theme. Some people are going to group transform into giant frogs and some people are going to cosplay as Johnny Bravo. It happens. The game doesn't mind. It doesn't shy away from people being incredibly weird. I remember the devs recalling a decision they had to make about letting players jump on top of a plot-important table where NPCs sat for serious discussions. The decision was they they shouldn't stop people from doing that if they wanted to.

The openness of the setting means these are all things that could exist. People reanimate corpses here for the hell of it. The weapons are magic and can be literally anything. The mounts are all creatures that have been tamed, or vehicles someone could have invented. Even the living plushie mounts are lore-compliant because... magic.

But on top of this, this game has one of the most sincere stories of anything I've ever played? Whether it's to your taste or not, I don't think you could deny how much care goes into it. From terminal conditions to villains having tantrums over childish insecurities to symbolic anticapitalism to racial superiority rallies, it has treated its topics with dead-solid respect. It does not undercut its serious moments - but it allows you the privilege if you'd like.

Maybe it's the balance of being so immersed in that that's stopped me from thinking any of this looks silly. The players can be silly, sure. Maybe there's a kind of game-and-player suspension of disbelief. We tell our story, and you have your freedom, and for the most part they won't intersect (except for the infamous Wynne cutscene).

In the MMO space there's other ways to approach this. You've got ESO which holds back very tightly to its high fantasy setting. That's for people with different tastes who don't want anything aesthetic-breaking in their game, and they have to cut back the player freedom to get it while trying to introduce a steady stream of new armours that can't be too interesting. They have magic, but don't go too far. It also means you get deals begging you to come to the cash shop to buy, like, rags. Fun rags for your character!

Then inbetween those two there's 'your name has to be lore compliant but fuck it, flying convertible'

#gw2 #this is NOT a dig at those games I'm just fascinated by the varying levels of what they'll accept #and that car is one of the most immersion breaking things i've ever seen just bc nothing else is like that

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olderthannetfic · 2 months

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Apropos of world building.

No one is this whole wide world is allowed to say Harry Potter has good world building.

Always hated how people are super fascinated by this parallel society, but the only reason it works is because "Magic fuck you" until it apparently doesn't. It's so cheap and wishy washy. If literally every issue is just waved away with "magic" that's just cheap, because even problems that can't or shouldn't be fixed with magic, get fixed with magic. But then we still constantly hear about rules and that magic isn't a fix all, but only when it's convenient. It works for children's books maybe, but the moment it went beyond that, and then the entire "Extra lore" that happened later, it just started getting real stupid.

How do they keep their secret? -Magic.

Ok but obviously they are living somewhere so... -Magic expanding alleyways and areas.

But how does that work that literally no one notices, even from aerial shots? -Magic.

What about all the creatures that aren't normal? -Magic.

What if someone finds one of them or the plants? -Magic.

Ok, what about cross-cultural exchange? Even if you live in your gated community you gotta know some stuff about tech. Nope, magic.

Huh... -Also everyone is chronically stupid when it comes to tech, and even just normal "muggle" things, it's an entire field of education to figure out what human stuff does, that's why everything has this weird medieval vibe. And no, they couldn't "literally just go out and check it out." For some reasons the Wizards like dying out and being stupid, and pooping on the floor and magicking it away. Magic.

What about the schools? -Oh you mean the like 5 schools for millions of students? Eh forget about them. Hogwarts is the only one that makes any lick of sense in terms of size. You'll love to hear that the entirety of Asia has like 1-2 schools, and it's called something like "Magic castle" in real bad google-Japanese. Btw, don't expect any effort having been put in the names or places of other Wizard places, the author didn't give a shit to hire some editors to make sure she didn't just write some pointlessly dumb shit in that regard. And btw, please ignore other tensions because clearly Wizards would not have any kind of social tension across borders.

What about big events in the human world? -They don't care, they dealt with Wizard Hitler conveniently at the same time as WW2.

What about deadly sicknesses and their cures? -... yeah nah fuck the muggles. Magic. Also always hated how absolute braindead every thing is. Spells exist to find out what someone's last spell was. Is that used when some dude gets accused of murder? Of course not! How absurd.

HP has magnificent sense of place.

Personally, I care far more about that than about internally consistent world building of the type SF fanboys jerk off to, at least in most genres.

(EXCEPT FOR AGE OF SAIL! TACTICS, BABY! HOW DARE PEOPLE ADD ANACHRONISTIC OR FANTASY TECH!!!)

But yes, when people try to say HP has good "world building", they mean that it has good vibes and that it feels good if you don't look deeply. They do not mean the economy makes sense.

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beanghostprincess · 3 months

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You know, I was thinking a bit about the monster trio and how they all respect food a lot. And it got me thinking about their respective reasons to.

Sanji started resoecting it after being stranded and starving for 6 months, he knew how it felt to be hungry and he doesn't want anyone else to feel like this again. You also got the fact that he is a cook so of course he respects food.

Zoro I am not really sure since I don't remember any specific incident in his life, but its probably due to the strict discipline and culture he was raised in. After all he got raised with Wano costums and Wano is inspired by east asia, mainly Japan. And I might get it wrong but there is some kind of occurence where its rude to not finish your food, and its considered preciois.

Luffy has his whole thing that he just loves to eat and its mostly a gag but I dug in more deeply and...

Did Garp use to fucking starve that child?

I mean, its mostly an assumption, but when Luffy first went to Dadan's place to live she only gave him a bowl of rice and a cup of water and told him he had to work for his food. She excpected him to cry but he just went "Ok. Better than my grandad treats me".

Did Garp just fed Luffy if he completed his trainings (that involved him doing near death experience as a <7 years old CHILD) and/or only made him eat what he hunted? Is that what it is? This whole gag, of Luffy being a glutton, cherishing every piece if food he eats DEFEATING THE WORLD'S STRONGEST CREATURE, FOR A BOWL OF RICE comes from the fact that, as a child, food was quite literally just a rewards, and to him food = freedom, and he loves freedom?

Garp, I swear to Nika-

I've always loved the way OP treats food. Not gonna go full analysis on that because I'm pretty sure one already exists, but Oda keeps wanting to put food/eating in a good light. Food means life and happiness and whenever there's an important scene going on, somebody's eating. It's beautiful. It's surprisingly one of the main traits of Luffy's character. I find it beautiful how the manga keeps showing that food brings happiness and fulfillment. That everybody deserves to eat and that it could never be a bad thing.

We know already why Sanji respects food so much so there's no need to explain it. But you know. Starvation? The way his mom kept hyping up his passion for cooking? His whole character revolves around food and how nobody deserves to starve. Eating shouldn't be a privilege but most of the time it is and people should be thankful they're able to enjoy their delicious meals. So he doesn't waste food because he sees it as a life and happiness source that not most people have access to and it shouldn't be wasted.

Zoro's views are really respectful when it comes to everything. Traditions and rules? Zoro respects that. He's the one who knows the most about pirate language and tradition, so of course he's gonna respect Sanji's views on food. But it isn't just because of that because he already respected food way before joining the crew. It comes from his views on life. Food is necessary for people to live and he respects death a lot (ever since what happened to Kuina) and mortality is something real and present to him constantly. He respects food the way he respects death and life and mortality.

And Luffy... I'd say yes, perhaps it does have something to do with how Garp raised him. It makes sense although I've never actually thought about it that way. But it does look like he has always had to fight for food. But he doesn't only see food as something to fight for because Makino also prepared meals for him. I think the whole point about Luffy and food is freedom (I mean, obviously. God of the Sun and Freedom. We know how it goes). Eating is something necessary to live, but Luffy doesn't see it as a threat. It isn't "Eat or Die" for him. For him, he chooses to eat because food is good for his body and it's delicious, and eating out of pleasure and not just hunger is also part of his character. He's a man who's always starving but for more experiences and tastes and freedom, and he takes food without hesitating once because you shouldn't apologize never, ever for eating.

While Sanji sees food as something he can do for others (he's always starving and making food for everybody else because he's selfless like that and the show wants you to see it), Zoro respects food the same way he respects mortality because it's something necessary to live, and Luffy loves food because it's... Because it's just good, you know? Maybe it isn't that deep. Maybe he eats because he wants to and that's okay. He unapologetically eats and he's selfish about it and that's how it should be.

#i love writing these things and then i'm the one who has an ED. talk about hypocrisy 😭#just kidding OP has helped me so much with it kesefbkej i've genuinely been eating more ever since i started this show. surprisingly #food is such an interesting and beautiful topic in this show. my beloved #also yeah garp is a shitty guardian dude what the hell #one piece #black leg sanji #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #monster trio

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chestnutracc · 4 months

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I hate how some people after season 2 are just putting hate on Aziraphale. I mean, he in fact, left the Crowley, but he had his own reasons as well, didn't he? Aziraphale have a very compliceted relationship with heaven but he is in fact an angel and he want to belong there OAAAAAHHHHH—

Quick frame from animatic, u can find it on my instagram for example :) chestnut.racc (quick self advertisment haha)

Anyway, those kind of videos where people are insulting Aziraphale or smth like 'me after s2' and the video of taking of his face or covering them all on some kind of placats. I'm shittin myself. I know that thats grief after the ending but... Man his whole life or more like existance is not ONLY about Crowley in fact :/

Look how we get a chance to speculate why did he do that? What was his reasons? I think that the ending of Good Omens was (not only just marketing catch (that dramatic pause for a kiss and 'betrayal') but also a planned procedure? I love them both [Aziraphale and Crowley] equally so you shouldn't think this is a desperate attempt to protect your favorite (wha de duck I am saying, this series have a few months now so it is not a fresh topic... For me it is oh goddd ANYWAY)

Alr, here is another image so you won't go so quickly and read all that shit or not

Hkhm... Let me give yall a wholeass essay in my second language.

Kidding! Not so extreme. Haha. Anyway. Those are the possibilities why Aziraphale decided that he should leave to heaven. Of course, there could be a few. Or everything. Or none. It's just my personal opinion :)

Again, assumptions, personal opinion, don't want to offend anyone. Thing up⬆️ that's the part where you can argue with me, debate maybe. Whatever. Thing down, I gues bunch of headcanonc? I don't know, they are theories? You can as well say what you think!!⬇️

Goosh, sorry for the mess. Lets start already. Yeah. Uh. Right. Right. Alright. Why Aziraphale chose heaven?

1. Aziraphale overall is an angel... Literally... So uhm he is naturally connected with God, wich he as well worships. He don't have to stand with heaven, but he still has a deep bond with good. Leaving the heaven would be, right, a great decision for his wellbeing. It's clear that he's not on their side. But he did not left his God. Saying 'no' to Megatron would be something that would make him feel terribly guilty and overall devasted, as he would disobey his own moral code and he would gave up a part of himself, I suppose.

2. For 6,000 fuckinf years he had been arguing with himself about feeling for Crowley, right now doesn't matter if platonic, romantic. He was renouncing Crowley so many times that he don't know him, he's not his friend. Yet he could not resist, but be with that redhead. Don't you think that he was having some, oh I don't know, moral crisis? Imagine choosing between two most importanr things? The creature you love and, for Azi, a literall purpose of creation - serving God? Oh man, he was in this state for over 6,000 years. If he would say 'no' then, would he ever get another chance like that to habilitate? He was working so hard, for so long, but he didn't had to chose through all those centuries. Now he had. I guess it's logical, that he choosed his creator.

3. Clear and logical! If Crowley would be back to heaven, he wouldn't have to choose between two thing he loves. Ah you clever one :). Nah. He literally said that he wants to work with Crowley. What can I say more.

4. Obvioulsy, he did not wanted to chose what we know of we SHOULD from serial. And pervious point... And previous previous. It felt like he had been lost or something in it all. I mean, he needed to choose if he wants to take Crowley, if he wants to go back. He was rhinking about the kiss, probably about heaven, what would they say, what would they do. To him, to Crowley. What he should say to Megatron. I suppose he was impetuous with that decision. Imagine lying (he is a damn angel whaaa) to yourself for thousands of years and then just having to confess. Nah, he would like better to stay silent and still lie 🙂 oh god why he is so stupid. Crowley is also stupid. They both are!!!

5. He was mad. Similisr to previous point. He felt like he did not belong with Crowley, as he was devasted. And also Crowley ignored him as well, as Azi ignored Crowley. But i want to focus on thing that he said that he NEEDS him and begged to not to leave him. Easy peasy. No communication between those doveys.

6. He was afraid of loving Crowley as - what would heaven say? What would god say? Will they be happy? Will they be safe? Is it really possible for them to be together? Demon and angel?

7. He considered himself as a failure for Crowley 👍 after he said yes, when Crowley was always saying no.

8. He was afraid of the consequences refusing heaven. Like, he literally was making out with devil, then went o heaven, hell's fire couldn't kill 'him' (ik it was crowley but not for heaven), he was hiding Gabriel, he did not cooperated with heaven. There were a few times when he sinned... A lot. Uhm. Well,I DO have a reason to suppose this could have been some kind of test or something... Because what the hell? From archangel, later no one, then back to the archangel?

Aug! Sorry, long post. Rage hit me. I'm going to sleep now, goodnight :)

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let-me-be-or-perish · 5 months

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sarah j maas cannot write.

she created this weird standars in fanatsy literature and in romance that if you're not a sexually active straight white woman you feel like you're back in the 1800 century.

the way than that female characters are treated both by the men, or should i say males? and the fandom is disgusting.

but i kind of get why the fandom treat them like that, she was the one that make them seen like that.having no agency at all.

and she pushes this old and dateted ideology of women that instead of use that as a lent to show how women till now have been seen and live is seen as a stadnard, something that should be idolized and wanted. when it's not.

for her a women can be only stong if she pick up a sword, fight and it's rude, but at the same time are so recessive and submessive to their male mates and ready to be nothing in orther to be with him

becuse of that women then, women who does not fit this mold are seen as less, they are not women.

maybe, her problem is that she doesn't understand women.

not every women has the same dreams as others,but that doesn't mean that are less important.

strenght can be found not only in physicality, but in being gentle and caring, intelligence, wanting to have a family, by blood or not.

for a woman wating to have children shouldn't be seen as dreadful as it seem, there is nothing wrong with that.

but again, her execution of it is really questionable, making you hate soemthing like that

her ideology is that for a woman, the only way to reach an happy ending is: findning a male, marry, have tons and tons of sex till you're pregnant and then becaming a shadow of yourself; becuse once you're pregnant and have a baby, you can't do anything greater anymore. leeaching to her male mate, making him look even greater

happiness doesn't always mean that, being coupled up and with children.

there, this enter a really harmful sterotype.

women who watns to live quiet lives, creating a family.

there are sapphics that don't end up with men, them and other women who doesn't what to have children, cannt have them, so they relay in other ways to create a family.

there are women who don't want to settle down, not wanting to be confined in a relationship, wheather is it out of sexuality or want.

and then aromatic, asexual and demisexual people that i assume she cannot even phantom the exsitence, same goes for non-binary and trans folks.

some, who are confident in themselves, that are sexually active, but not in relation of a relationship, but becasue they want and can do it. that then are not painted as monsters for it.

another thing that she doesn't understand is indipendency and emancipation. all of her female characters are strong, not because they have real strenght because we are told that they are, they never show us this "strenght", they never anything by themselves, wather is it powers or titles, or anything at all; because they're always given to them; usually by a man. so are they actually indipendent?

she only see white and straight, that well, as a fantasy autor is ridiculous.

for sarah, females are only used as a tool to make the males stand out, to make the males the greatest characters. she does not tell stories about the empowerment of women, she tells stories about males though females eyes.

now to the males.

they are the worst male characters ever.

toxic and abusive, but this behaviors are excused and cheered, not frown and seen as what they are.

this males do not posses any flawas, they're perfect. i get that they are faes but at least give them layers to feel like they are more humans, in the sense of tangilbe creatures that you'll really believe to exist, that are three dimensional and not only walking dicks. beautiful walking dicks with six packs.

give me a reason to believe on why they would act that way, why they would say those things, but don't find a way to excuse when they do soemthing wrong, let them be in the wrong and find a way to be redeemed if they need to be it.

let some males be less leaning on the toxinc masculinity, and more in the normal. there is no need to fit in this category to be seen as a men, a real one.

like there are many different ways to be a women there are differnt ways to be a men.

and the whole age gap being centuries? why? i trulty cannot grasp why someone would actually enjoy that. it's so weird, especially given that her characters don't really act like their given age but like horny teenagers, so why make them this old if she cannot understnd how to write immortlity and how someone taht age would act?

but then the dynamics, because she created such big gaps between them are so iffy and weird; and actually disgusting.

then, she really ableist. those things cannot and should not be cured with magic.

create a magic system/a world that value them more, that make them accepted.

the treatment given to pocs and queers is utterly disgusting and unecessary. the pocs all die and the queers are trown there only to get the "diversity" point.

again, everything could be solved, she has the possibility to. if only she did wanted that.

she is a rinomated author, she as the means and the possibility to make her books enjoyable for everyone.

she doesn't know how to write poc? she doen't know how to write queer people? yes, every attempt that she did was disastrous, but again the internet is there for everyone and she could always pay to have beta readers; again she has all the means to do it, the thing is, she doesn't want to.

and her books are put on a pedestol as peak literature, setting a standard. when in fact are actually less than mediocre.

but she could better, if she undertood her strengths and relayed on them.

if she wanted to write fantasy erotica, then she sould have directy went with that and not try to hide that as a fanatsy or romantasy, becuse they are not.

this is full on erotica.

to end all of this long ass thread.

manon was lesbian, and is a crime that she ended with a men. if you love them, then you're a lesbophobe. elide was there, and so were the 13.

chaol was gay, and should have ended up with dorian.

feyre sucks as protagonist, she does not posses a defined personality, changing solely for plot purposes. she doesn't have personal goals nor wants, everything is given her. is extremly annoying becuse extremly entitled, making everything about her; not seeing that other were suffering too, at times directly from her hands too. she was supposed to be pragmatic, showing a different kind of intelligence, but she showed the lack of any type of it. getting excused for things that shouldn't be excused. acting all highty and mighty when she is nothing, she has nothing and know nothing. she's probably one of the worst female characters written, being extremly flimsy and insufrable and annoying.

nesta, didn't deserve to be treated like that, she was wrong, yes, but all of those who pointed their finger at her did so much worse, and she at the end was only harming herself not others. and she was suffering.

elaine too was suffering, but in all of that she stayed strong for herslef and for others. she screamed in silence. she was ready to give an hand but everyone pushed that way. you can reach to someone only if they want to be reached. she could do great things if they only let her. even if in pain and suffering she was ready to help, putting others needs before her own, but you cannot resent her for wanting to keep a tiny part, to be even for a bit selfish.

feyre and rhys sucks at rulers, for her it makes sense, she learned how to read two months ago, she is no position to rule, especially from a title that she doesn't deserve. while for him, well, well.

tamlin didn't deserve the treatment he recived by both everyone and the fandom. he was bad, becuse sjm made him bad. making him out of character. but that's a normal thing for her, so it doesn't matter. if you hate him, you cannot stand him, that you should feel the same about rhys and feyre, especially becuse they were so much worse then he was.

lastly, elain should have actually ended with rhys, he would have changed for her, she would have understood him, but she wouldn't have sit there letting him do things that she didn't approved of. overall they would have been much better, he would helped her coming out of her shell and she would have toned him down. they would have actually bulit a relationship by comuticating, bulding trust and understanding; not relaying solely on flirting and sex, and calling that a relationship. she would have respected the fact that he was tramautized and would have waited for him, being here to listen, not rushing him in physical things. he would have learned to appriacte more tiny things and gestures; she would have learn to ask more that what was given her, what she deserves.

azriel and nesta should have ended respectivly with a man and a woman, someone that could have understood and appriciated them. cassain should have ended alone and ferye should have died in the first book.

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Moonlight - part 1

werewolf!Steve x vampire!Eddie

There are werewolves in Hawkins. Yeah right, and there are monsters under the bed. That's Eddie's reasoning. Vampires don't exist, neither do werewolves or monsters or the boogeyman or mermaids or any similar creature. The howling at full moon nights are probably some weirdo trying to scare kids - hell, he'd do it too - and the reason Dustin Henderson keeps buying an insane amount of raw meat on those nights is because...the Hendersons like beef? Look, Eddie doesn't know, he just knows he's not falling for some myth.

"Well, if you're so brave go stay the night in the woods tomorrow night during the full moon." Gareth tells him with arms crossed in front of him and poking Eddie pretty damn hard in the arm. "I just might." Eddie retorts, though he knows he'll probably book it out of there the second he hears a twig snap, but there are people around. He can't act like a scared little kid. So that's why he's lugging a tent and a bag of snacks into the woods because he's not gonna let his stomach rumbling give away where he is to any crazy murderers hiding in the woods or werewolves - not like they exist or anything.

He had to get Wayne to teach him how to set up a tent at least 5 times before he even stepped near the woods. His flashlight sweeps the ground, the fresh batteries making it brighter than ever. Is he paranoid? Pfft, no, he's just not dumb, he's seen horror movies. It's quiet for a few hours, and Eddie totally doesn't almost squeal like a scared middle schooler who hasnt hit puberty yet when he sees a silhouette stumbling next to his tent. He can hear their heavy breathing, they must've ran here. They say a choked sounding string of curse words and - wait, Harrington? That's clearly his voice, what is he doing here? And why is he running? Is he running from something!?

Eddie peeks his head just a little bit out of the tent to see Steve there, keeled over and breathing like he'd just run a marathon. He looks like he's in pain as he falls to his knees, digging his nails - no, claws into the ground. He didn't have claws yesterday, what the actual hell!?

So, Eddie does what Eddie does best, he runs. He runs and runs and runs until he falls over because even though he's good at running away from things he hasn't gotten proper exercise in at least a couple years. Luckily there's no beast chasing him, only a howling far in the woods. He sounds like he's in pain, and part of Eddie wants to go back - but the sensible part of him is telling him to keep running. How deep was he in the woods? He's pretty sure he wasn't even that far yet they seem never ending. He's starting to panic, he feels like he's in a horror movie with the thuds and snarls behind him and never ending forest. He knows you're not supposed to look back but he does and... he isn't getting chased? Harrington, now fully transformed, has just slowly walked away and curled up. Whimpering.

It's so surprising Eddie slows to a jog, Steve reminding him less of a ferocious beast and more of a big dog that's all bark and no bite. The sensible part of him is screaming for him to keep running, but he's tired of running, his ribs hurt, and he wants to pet the big scary wolf. So he goes to pet the big scary wolf, almost immediately regretting when Steve snarls at him, opening one eye that's surprisingly the same honey brown.

But even more surprisingly, Steve stops snarling, nudging his head under Eddie's hand and closing his eyes once more like a dog. He's calm, just lying there. "Uh...good boy?" Eddie says, not sure if he should call Steve that in case he's still kind of human. He's never going to let Steve live this down. Steve "Good Boy" Harrington.

Okay maybe he shouldn't use that one in front of his friends. Bad idea. Very bad. Yup. Icky. He leans his back against the tree, Steve's head on his lap. It's kind of nice, Eddie struggling to stay awake as he literally cuddles a big ferocious beast. He's pretty sure Steve falls asleep at some point too, so he doesn't mind leaning back against the tree trunk and closing his eyes.

He knows he has Steve to protect him if anything happens. And he does, even if a bunny gets too close to Eddie as he sleeps Steve will snarl until it runs away, making sure not to wake the sleeping beauty he's laying his head on.

This won't go anywhere, Steve will make sure of it, but it's nice. And it'll be nice until morning comes, until Steve has to run away to find that little log he stuffed his bag of clothes in because he doesn't want to explain how his clothes ripped when he transformed. So, Eddie wakes up to nothing except a weird looking bug on his hand and a memory of soft fur that he really hopes was a weird ass dream.

Let me know if you want a part 2 and if so if you want to be tagged as well!! Also cut me some slack, this is my first serious fic ._. (little picture up top by me, pictures taken from pinterest)

PART 2!!! :D

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not-goldy · 7 months

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You sure JK is queer and loves jimin ? I'm genuinely asking lol. Because he's doing everything he can do to show he's so into girls and a fuckboy, just like how he wanted to be seen since the beginning of his career. Both song are so westernized and hetero af. I dont think a man who's queer, in a long term relationship with a man, who loves to sing and respect his art so much will accept this work. Disappointed af and so close to drop JK and Jikook. I kinda liked jK because I thought he's Jimin's partner now that he's proving he's not.. why should I carry a baggage of another man when I can concentrate only on my Jimin ?

I feel gaslit when you guys ask me over and over if I think Jikook are queer or are dating every single time your feelings are bruised by your subjective experience of them in certain moments.

Like why would I think otherwise?

I get exhausted from repeating myself over and over. Yes I'm sure I think he's queer and yes I'm certain I believe he loves Jimin.

My perception of them is not grounded in the matching clothes and shoes they wear or the fan service or from any of those frivolous metrics some base their arguments on.

And I don't have a one dimensional view of them. I see them as human beings with imperfections who make mistakes fight make up break up throw up drink smoke and do all kinds of things the ordinary human being would. I hold that space for them TO BE TOTALLY HUMAN.

And if you saw them as human too you wouldn't reduce them to 1 dimensional creatures who only exist to love each other, prove that love to random insecure spectators and flaunt or validate their sexual identities.

Damn queer people can sing too and not make every damn moment of their lives or song lyric a political statement about their sexuality. That's just wrong of you to hold that sentiment.

Name a single queer artist who don't have a positively het song. From Sam Smith, Frank Ocean to Elton. They probably have some of the biggest straight not so straight songs in the world.

And this is even a conversation that we keep having in queer spaces. Queer artists leaning into heteronormative lyric standards due to commercial motives or fear of coming out is not for you to exploit as bases for your distrust or dislike of an artist.

It's his personal choice whether he wants to sing about boys or girls or chihuahuas. And he is free to sing about whatever he wants. Let's start there.

And this is tone deaf as fuck. You are disappointed because he is not making his work, his bread and butter, his means of making a living all about your bias.

But what of the queer teens and youth who support him and wish for representation and inclusivity? And you cared about representation at all then you would be happy with the diverse cast no? Because that would be a step in the right direction? Cos we need sign language interpretars in there, Trans, and the whole gang up in there if we talking bout representation but no. This is what you is worried about.

Well fuck boy or not he is not fucking you. You shouldn't worry about that. Let Jimin worry about that. It's his D to take.

It's one thing to say you don't enjoy his song lyrics but to conflate that with his entire personality, you are so out of line

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i-write-sometimes-maybe · 1 year

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My favorite- Lady Lesso X TeacherReader!

Synopsis: Lesso vowed to never let their words effect her, but what happens when they do?

Warnings: Kinda OOC Lesso, she's sensitive and emotional and soft as hell. Lmk if I missed anything.

Word Count: 1.9k

A/n: I've been in an angsty writing mood lately. Could be gn reader? I have a smutshot coming soon but idk when. Reblogs, likes, and comments are all welcomed!

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Many thoughts and feelings were swirling within the Dean, and she tried her damndest to ignore them. She tried ignoring the sorrow and detest for everything she heard about herself.

'Everyone is right about her...'

'I don't see how anyone could like her...'

'Evil isn't enough to describe her, maybe... monstrous...'

'She's really pretty, such a shame that won't hide her hideous personality...'

'It's not an insult if it's describing her...'

Each 'whisper' would be accompanied by an elbow nudge from one friend to another, partnered with blatantly obvious side-eyed looks.

These were things she's overheard, and that was just today. The worst part of them was that some of them had even come from her own Nevers, the very ones that she'd do anything for. The Evers? Well, these things are practically expected from them. And Lesso would vehemently deny it but these painful, venomous words were getting to her. More than she knew.

She knew she was evil, of course she did. She was proud of it.

But why does no one else seem to understand that it's not who she is, it's what she does. That evil isn't born, it's made. That she does have a heart. And just because she doesn't show it when she teaches doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

For some reason, the bitter words became more and more common as the years came and went. They're just getting softer, Lesso tried justifying the words of the insipid little creatures, that they were simply sheltered and couldn't handle her nefariousness.

And while that was partly true, Lesso couldn't help but think maybe they were right.

Maybe she was just a vile and heartless being with no regard for anyone but herself.

Well, that was the picture she thought she liked to paint.

She also thought she was doing a good job at handling their words, not letting them penetrate deep into her.

But she was wrong if the way she was currently pacing and ranting in your office was anything to go by.

"They speak as if I've done something to them personally, I can if they want me to!" She didn't spare you a single glance as she turned on her heel and began walking the same path she had been on for the last 10 minutes.

You knew she just needed to let off steam, to get things off her chest, but it didn't hurt you any less. Seeing her talk about herself like this, even if she didn't realize she was doing it.

"Them and their, their opinions... This just proves that everyone is unimportant and they don't matter. The only thing that matters is me and being evil." Wait, you don't matter?

Did she even know you were in the room? Of course, she had to... She was in your office. You knew you shouldn't take anything she's saying right now too hard, doesn't mean you won't.

You never took your eyes off of her, "I-" You just stopped talking because you kind of didn't want to hear the answer, and also because she may not even know what she was saying.

"I'm just a vile, no-life monster... I'm nobody's favorite person,"

"You're mine." You interrupted her rant, teary-eyed. Your Leo, talking horribly about herself and then saying that? No, you won't let her do that to herself.

She stops pacing and looks at you.

"What?"

Only then did she see your tear-filled eyes watching her every move, the utterly broken look on your face. And that was the moment that she processed what she was saying.

"I said," Your voice came out all squeaky, but you didn't mean your words any less because of it. "You're mine. You're my favorite person. And I don't know where you get off thinking that you're alone in this forsaken world because you're not."

She sighed, straightening her back slightly, "If everyone is only going to see me as evil and ruthless, then there's no point in trying to be anything else-"

You abruptly stood up from your spot leaning against your desk, "No! I don't know where you got these ideas that you're this horrible, low-life being that deserves a life of pain and misery because you don't."

You started walking towards her, and the tears began welling up in her eyes as she saw the tears falling down your face.

"But-"

"No. You deserve better than that. You deserve all the amazing things you have in your life."

"Everyone seems to think otherwise."

"Well, I'm not everyone. I'm yours. And I'm telling you the truth, I'm telling you what truly matters."

She searched between your eyes and you reached up and cupped her face with your hands.

"Leo, my amazing girl. I don't know where you've heard these lies but I'll make it my personal mission to eliminate every single one of them from your beautiful mind."

You saw her bottom lip quiver, she was fighting off more emotions, you took this as your cue.

You placed a kiss on her forehead, "You are an amazing, intelligent woman." You planted another kiss on her nose.

"You are more than enough," A kiss to her cheek. "You're immensely breathtaking and beautiful," A kiss to her other cheek.

You saw the corner of her lips upturn into a faint smile and you knew that she at least wanted to believe you.

"You are incredibly charismatic," Yet another kiss placed on her chin, "You're loving, affectionate, magnificent, funny, genuinely you, and most importantly. You're mine." You finished off with a kiss on her lips.

She instantly melted into the feeling of you, enjoying your warmth against her, and she wrapped her arms around your waist to pull you closer to her. She was certainly not letting you go.

Your lips moved together harmoniously until neither of you could resist the urge for oxygen anymore.

You rested your forehead against hers, "I don't like when you talk about yourself like that. And I know that it won't be easy to banish these thoughts of yours, but I won't let you do it alone."

"I don't know what to say, I can't thank you enough."

"You don't have to say anything."

"But, I do. You're too kind to me,"

"If you're about to say that you don't deserve it, you can save it. Because you do deserve everything I can give you and more. You're the most incredible person I've met and you don't deserve these things being said about you, let alone having them as your own thoughts."

"It's just, hard you know?" You listened attentively, "At first it was easy, to ignore all the whispers. But it just gets to a point where you can't ignore them anymore and you start believing them." Her eyebrows furrowed.

"It's perfectly human for things to get to you. To feel all these things, even if you don't want to. And that is what makes you human, my love. To be able to feel things so deeply, to resent the things being said and the emotions they evoke. And the most important thing, never let anyone tell you what to feel or when to feel it." She moved her head to nuzzle her face in the crook of your neck.

You felt her breath on your skin, involuntary chills erupting during it, "Thank you, Mon Amour." She placed a soft kiss on the skin just below her lips.

"Any and every time, Mon cœur."

You didn't let go of her, knowing that she needed this. And when she held onto you tighter, you held onto her tighter. You brought a hand up to her head, lightly scratching her scalp for a moment.

You weren't sure how long you were standing there, just in the center of your office, but you didn't care because it was just you and Leo. Nothing else mattered at this moment.

"What do you say," She pulled her head back to face you, still tightly embracing you, "We go back to my quarters, share a nice hot shower, and I can read to you for a little bit, hmm?" You asked as you began toying with the baby hairs on the back of her neck

The sweetest smile came to her face, "Can we cuddle too?"

You absolutely adored it when she was needy like this, it didn't happen often so you silently savored it.

"Can we cuddle? Of course, we can cuddle! Leo, dear, if I ever say no to that, curse me." A light chuckle came from her.

She playfully rolled her eyes, "I won't curse you, but I certainly won't let you off the hook if you do."

"Come on, let's go, Mon Cœur." You grabbed her hand and led her back to your quarters.

She never left your side for longer than a moment, but you knew it was all a part of what she needed to take her mind off those cruel thoughts.

She wanted to be as close as possible to you, being on you wasn't even close enough. She wanted to be a part of you, to feel you, all of it, all of you.

She insisted that she be the one to undress you for the shower, just as you insisted on undressing her. Though, that was more for pleasure for you both than comfort.

You kept things tame, too afraid to take advantage of her emotional vulnerability. You and Lesso have been together for over a year now, and she knew that you were like that. And at first, she couldn't understand it. But within a few months, she's learned to appreciate it and you.

She may not agree with you, but to you? She is a goddamn queen. She deserves to be spoiled and cherished and worshiped, and you did your best to do exactly that. And Lesso adored it.

And your Leo treated you no less than you treated her.

Once the shower was done and you both were feeling significantly refreshed, and you could clearly see that Leo had become significantly more relaxed, you came out to your bed.

You laid down first with Leo laying directly on top of you. You laughed to yourself as you struggled to reach for your book with the way she was on you.

"Are you okay with me reading where I left off or would you like me to restart?" You said, opening your book to the front cover and waiting for her response.

"You can start where you left off, I just want to hear your voice." She nuzzled herself into your chest.

You just smiled and opened to your bookmark, continuing where you left off last night.

As you were reading the words aloud, you had one hand in Lesso's hair, gently grazing your nails on her scalp. A soft, low hum escaped her lips.

You knew that in no time at all, she'd be fast asleep, but you didn't mind, you loved seeing her so relaxed and it brought you your own comfort knowing it was because of you. And she didn't mind either, whenever she fell asleep on you it was always the best sleep she's ever had.

Once you noticed she had fallen asleep, you continued to read to yourself for a bit. Just long enough for you to get tired yourself.

And once you were, you put your book back in its place on your nightstand and maneuvered to be laying flush in the bed with Leo in your arms.

When she didn't wake, you knew it was a success. And for a minute, you just laid there, holding her tightly in your arms.

"For you, I'd do anything." You whispered into her fiery hair.

Your hold on her didn't lessen for one moment. You loved having her this close to you. And her rhythmic heartbeat and soft breaths are what lulled you to sleep yourself.

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adobe-outdesign · 5 months

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happiny/chansey/blissey review? (what do you think they look like? i think chansey looks like an axolotl)

Happiny is one of those baby Pokemon that just kind of... exist. It's got one or two little conceptual things going on with it to play into the egg theme—namely, it kind of looks like a boiled egg in a cup—but I don't really feel like it adds a ton to this line, especially when Blissey exists.

That said, Happiny isn't terrible or anything. It's at least visually distinct from the rest of the line, sporting a ponytail, blush cheeks, and a wrap-around pouch. I also think that it's kind of cute that it carries the oval stone it needs for evolution around because it thinks its an egg, even if it's a bit weird that a baby Pokemon would already be displaying broody behaviors.

However, I don't like the pouch that much, mostly because it sticks out from the body in a weird way that makes it look like it's wearing pants or something. I get the egg cup idea, but it doesn't quite work biologically. It's the one part of the design that really throws it for me. It's also strangely complex for a baby Pokemon—maybe if it had less hair or something.

On the plus side, the Happiny design we got is still a massive improvement over its beta design, which has a lot of bizarre elements like two egg pouches (shouldn't it have less instead of more) and a heart on its head that only looks like a heart and absolutely nothing else at all, no siree. I do kind of like how it keeps Chansey's frills and makes them bigger, and the face was a bit cuter, but nothing else about this design was working.

Chansey itself, however, is pretty decent. The idea of a Pokemon carrying around eggs to help cheer up other Pokemon is pretty sweet, and it carrying an egg in its pouch feels fairly natural, even though pouches and eggs usually don't go together.

The other thing I like about Chansey is that it has a tail. It's a minor thing, but I like that unexpected anatomical detail—makes it feel a bit more like a living creature. It helps that the tail shape is mimicked by some "hair" on the head that looks a bit like axolotl gills or something. Granted, it's a bit weird that it has no tail, gains a tail, and then looses it again (Blissey loosing the tail is justified because it becomes more egg-like as it evolves, but Happiny not having a tail is a bit odder), but either way, it's fun.

Unfortunately, Chansey's one of those Pokemon who's design has shifted over the years, and not in a good way. The above RB art shows it with A) more frills, which I like a lot, and B) a very different face. It's kind of a subtle change, but modern Chansey having a chin, smaller eyes, and a bigger mouth is kind off off-putting in a way. It's just a smidge too much detail, given the lack of definition anywhere else in the design.

I think I might be one of the few people out there that prefers Blissey to Chansey. Like I said, I like Chansey's tail and it's fine conceptually, but I don't know, something about Blissey's design feels a bit better. It might be that the colors are better (more white in the design is contrasted with a much bolder pink), but I also like the additions of a color split halfway down the body—basically making it an inverse of its egg pouch.

I also like how it has the little feathery accents, which basically serve as an extension of Blissey's frills. These also come together to look very vaguely like a nurses' uniform, which is a nice detail conceptually, given that they often are used in Pokemon centers and their whole thing, aside from the egg, is caring for others.

Also, Blissey's face is a bit less uncanny, so that helps.

There's also beta Blissey, which was orange(?) and had a more distinct apron, as well as keeping the tail. I do like the head frills on this design a bit more, but the apron shape is weird (the pouch is really far up, and the deep cute makes it look like it's not wearing a "shirt"), those frills on the side don't really look like frills at all, and the oval shape is odd as it makes it less egg-like. The design we got is a much better, cleaned-up version of this.

Overall, I'm not a big fan of Happiny, but Chansey is a fun concept and Blissey does a good job expanding on it both visually and thematically. Good stuff.

#happiny #chansey #blissey #pokemon #pokemon reviews

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snowb3rryy · 4 months

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Can you please write a fic where Simeon is MC'S guardian angel? like he was assigned to them since their birth or something and they found out who he was sometime during the exchange program? I'm sorry if the idea is cringe but I thought it's cool and it could fit with his character :/

Sure! Thanks for the submission♡

I'll try my best🫣

Send me an Angel

Simeon x GN!MC

Life will no longer be as I once knew. All those mythical creatures my mother used to read stories about to me when I was younger, appear to be true.

They stand in front of me, demons, fallen angels, immortal humans... I still feel like I'm in a dream.

I don't remember a lot of things of my childhood. However, I vividly recall my mothers obsession with the supernatural. She firmly believed they existed, so much that she swore she had a guardian angel. Not only that he existed, but that she also met him and spoke to him. I used to think she was making a big deal out of nothing, but maybe not anymore. Maybe everything she said is true.

I collect my thoughts as the alarm on my newly acquired D.D.D. rings. It's time to attend RAD. Lucifer said it's important to not be late since it will be my first day, officially as a student.

I put on my uniform. I'm so glad they let me make a few changes to it.

I walk downstairs and find Mammon. He complains a bit about having to babysit me but soon the others join us so I got lucky. I am very anxious about my first day and I don't have time for that.

Soon, we arrive at RAD. This time, I can take a good look at it. It's really magnificent.

In the entrance, a demon informs us that Lucifer is waiting for us to the classroom doen the hall.

As we walk there, Beelzebub opens the door and I see Lucifer talking to two figures. It seems like a man and... a child?

Lucifer: You're all late. *scoffs* Anyways, MC, this is Luke and Simeon. They are exchange students like you.

Luke: We also happen to be angels Lucifer

Lucifer: Did someone bark?

As he jokes, he walks out of the classroom.

So I finally also met angels, too? Well, technically, I have already met the brothers who used to be angels, but I guess it doesn't count.

I introduce myself properly to them. I first shake hands with Luke. He seems to be a bit scared to be here in the Devildom.

I turn my attention to Simenon, I notice that the way he looks at me is funny. It's like when you see someone dear to you after long time.

- Nice to meet you, Simeon

I extend my hand, yet he's still frozen. He clears his throat and shakes my hand.

Simeon: It's nice to meet you too, MC

Simeon has a soft voice, he seems kind and well mannered. If only he didn't have that weird look on his face.

The first weeks pass and things are surprisingly better than I imagined. I get along with most of them, I think. I choose to spend a lot of time at the House of Lamentation, but whenever I can, I go and visit Simeon. I enjoy my time with him most, but I also have a goal. He still looks at me like... like he wants to tell me something, like he knows something I don't. Maybe it's time to confront him about it.

I wear some comfortable clothes and appropriate for the weather and I send a text to Simeon. I make my way to him after confirming he's free.

When I arrive, I wave at Luke and Solomon. They call me in to sit with them, but I ask to meet Simeon alone. They inform me he's in the kitchen so I make my way there.

I get welcomed by him, and we chat about our day, I realise there is no right way or time to say it so I just let it out.

- Simeon, since we met, I... I noticed that you keep looking at me a certain way. Like, like you know me, like you want to share something with me

Simeon: So, it was that noticable?

- Ha! So I wasn't imaging it?

He laughs and he take a deep breath.

Simeon: No you weren't. I was hoping to not have to deal with this yet but, you need answers that I have and I shouldn't keep you in the dark any longer. I believe, everything you've seen these few weeks you're here are too much to take.

- Well, yes. But I think I'm doing better than the first day I came here.

Simeon: Indeed you have. MC, you see... I'm an angel and, sometimes at least once all of us will become attached to a human. You have heard about guardian angels right?

- Uhm, yes. My mom was convinced she had one.

Simeon: Well, your mom is right. All humans have a guardian angel at some point in their life.

- What do you mean?

Simeon: It differs. Some humans are assigned guardian angels from birth, but most are assigned when they're in a difficult place in time. For you, the angel assigned as your guardian is me, and I was given this duty at your hardest time a year ago, when you lost your parents.

- What? You... you are.. No...

Then it hits me. Something I thought was a dream, but it seems it was real.

- The night of their funeral. I fell asleep after crying for hours in my grandparents' house... I was a dream, or maybe a vision? It was you wasn't it? The one who said that my parents are safe and I shouldn't cry anymore? After that I... I felt safe and relaxed and... it didn't hurt as much.

Simeon: Yes. I gave you my word, and also my blessing to keep you safe.

- Why? You said that everyone has a guardian angel! Where was theirs?

Simeon: We can't have such power when the fate of a human is sealed. Don't worry, your parents are in a better place.

- Everyone keeps saying that! Why couldn't that better place be with me by their side?

Simeon: MC, humans have the saying of "Everything happens for a reason" but that's not true. Your parents died served no greater meaning, it was just a fatal accident. But believe me when I say that, they're safe. I myself checked them since they're the parents of the person I protect. Both look after you, and they don't want you to be sad anymore.

I can't help it anymore and break down. I feel Simeon's arms wrap around me and a feeljng of peace calms my desperation. I realise that time can't reverse and that since he is real, Heaven must be too. And I have no reason to not believe him.

A few hours of consulting pass after I finally relax completely.

- So, Simeon, up to the day of my parents death, you didn't know me? Like didn't God or whatever let you know that "hey that baby that's born now will be under your wing when the time comes"?

Simeon: No, I had no idea of your existence until that day. If I did, I'd be your guardian angel from your birth.

- And, are there any rules or anything?

Simeon: Well, I can make myself known to you as you can tell but, the most crucial rules are two. Not to prevent your death and not to initiate in any kind of relationship with you over than acquaintances.

- And what happens if you do any of these?

Simeon: I can't be sure. I will be under Father's judge but the price will be from losing my powers to my erasure.

- Huh?!

#obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me simeon #simeon x reader #om! simeon #simeon x mc #obey me simeon x reader #obey me simeon x mc

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About Spuffy & Souls, Part One - Yes, Souless Vampires Can Love

Of all the arguments people have about Spike as a character, and his relationship with Buffy, the debate on "Did he ever truly love Buffy, or anyone, while he had no soul?" has always felt like it was by far the silliest to me because the answer is REPEATEDLY made very clear in the show, and it is of course, you dumbasses.

"No Soul, Not The Same Person"

In the Buffy pilot, we are told by Giles that vampires are demons in the bodies of humans. They have access to the memories of the "former host", but are NOT the same, just a shallow immitation, stuck in their ways, unable to learn any kind of "human" emotion like compassion. This sentiment is echoed through the show many times - and is one of the main reasons why Buffy struggles to believe Spike's declarations of love. She finds it hard to believe he's either an exception to the rule or that said rule wasn't ever as set in stone as she thought.

But tell me one thing: If losing one's soul makes them a COMPLETELY different person, why does Angel as a show even exist and why is ANGEL seaking redemption for the things ANGELUS did? If they're not the same, shouldn't Angel be seen as just a completely innocent person that had his life/autonomy stolen away by a monster instead of a "monster that became more human" so to speak? Wouldn't that be the same as saying Buffy would need redemption if Faith had killed a ton of her friends after stealing her body - aka be completely unfair and nonsensical as a plot?

If they're not the same person, why did Angel once admit to Buffy that HE, not Angelus, wanted to sleep with and feed on her, despite the consequences? Why did he explicitly say "Is not the monster in me that needs killing, it's the man." Why do see that even BEFORE he became a vampire, he already acted like Angelus in some regards?

"Oh but that was Angel, not Spike, it doesn't count!"

Really? Then why does "Fool For Love", the episode that is meant to show us SPIKE'S backstory tells us about how WILLIAM was always looked down on and was a hopeless romantic that got his heart broken? Why is William's trauma being used to explain to us why Spike acts the way he does when Buffy rejects him? Why did she call Spike "William" when breaking up with him IF THEY ARE NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE THE SAME GUY?

Why is Drusilla still mad at Angelus for killing her family and tortured him for it? Why is she still insane after her human mind was broken by Angelus and Darla? Wouldn't that technically not even be her trauma? Why were she and Spike told "You two reek of humanity" for exchanging things like affection and jealousy?

Why is Darla not having a huge identity crisis 24/7? She was human, got turned into a vampire, died, was brought back as a human with a soul, then turned into a vampire again - was it even the same demon that made her vampire both times? Why is her personality so consistent, including both vulnerability as a vampire and ruthlessness as a human with a soul?

Seriously, people. Joss Whedon might have WANTED to make vampires just shallow immitations of the humans they once were and completely incapable of experiencing true emotion and growth, but what he actually wrote through both shows makes it very clear that this is not actually true and vampires are often radically different from each other, with different levels of kindness to spare for other living (and undead) creatures.

Spike and William inhabit the same body, share all the same memories, and feel the exact same way about the exact same people - HOW are they not the same person?

Fake Love VS Unhealthy Love

This entire point can be perfectly summed up by Drusilla's in "Crush" when she explicitly hears Buffy say that vampires can't love, and corrects her by saying "We can love quite well, just not wisely."

The show had LOTS of relationships that were complicated and downright unhealthy, but were never shown as less genuine. Spike's love for Buffy has lots of toxic aspects through the seasons - obsession, possessiveness, entitlement, codependency, not caring that he's hurting her, not caring that she's hurting him - and it is genuine. Undeniably so.

That's why "both finales" (season 5 and season 7) end with Spike making huge sacrifices for her for purely sefless reasons. On the first he, without having a soul, vows to protect her sister "until the end of the world" and the intention was that, once Buffy died, he'd protect Dawn for the rest of her life, solely out of love for Buffy - love she can't reciprocate because she's gone, and that Spike already said he didn't believe she'd ever reciprocate anyway, meaning there's no "reward" he's expecting for this good deed. The second, "final" ending, has him sacrificing his life for her, and for the world, and when Buffy says she loves him, Spike says he doesn't believe her, yet it doesn't change his resolve.

Even season six, that has a TON of problems, mainly the hugely out of character moment that was the attempted rape in Seeing Red, ends with him willingly going through hellish torture to win back his soul, because he wants to stop being a monster, to stop hurting her.

The Writers Set Themselves Up For Failure

I know some people are probably reading this and going "But even if his love for Buffy was real, Spike is still a very complicated character and it'd make perfect sense for Buffy to not want to accept her feelings for him/be in a relationship with him" and I actually agree.

But that's not the conflict Whedon set up for 90% of the Spuffy drama - which is why Seeing Red felt completely out of place. The show was rarely ever questioning "Can Buffy, and even Spike himself, trust that he will not hurt her or others despite being a souless vampire?" or "Can Buffy live with the fact that the man she loves murdered lots of innocent people in horrible ways?" (this question was also avoided with Angel). Even his evil actions were getting toned down considerably, before the show even decided Spike had feelings for Buffy, because he was a popular, recurring/main character and if he got too evil, Buffy would stake him.

The conflict we were beaten over the head with was "Buffy believes Spike can't have real feelings because he's a vampire, Spike disagrees" - which makes anyone that isn't kidding themselves, regardless of them liking Spuffy as ship, inevitably side with Spike because we saw entire seasons of him, and other souless vampires, having real feelings, including for humans.

And with such a large portion of the audience already agreeing with him that, no, the lack of soul doesn't mean he can't feel, naturally that gained him a lot of sympathy, as he was 100% honest and correct (and again, being considerably less evil), yet was always treated either like he was being manipulative or just couldn't understand emotion and thus assumed his weird complex over Buffy was love (see her saying "I know it's real for you").

Combine that with the fact that James was an attractive guy, a damn good actor, and had a ton of chemistry with Sarah, and you have people who not only feel bad for Spike, but also want him to get the girl - especially when Buffy's boyfriend at the time Spike fell for her was the most boring character ever, whose "love" for Buffy felt a billion times more insincere.

Spike's love for Buffy was genuine. You can dislike the character/ship without denying that fact - because denying the obvious doesn't make you look smart. Quite the opposite actually.

#spuffy #spuffy meta #spike deserved better

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lovecraft-oc-and-canon-ask · 2 months

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By evening you began to feel a certain anxiety, which, however, came more from inside your consciousness than from outside. For the past few weeks, your dreams have been heavy, filled with chaotically changing nightmare visions. Day after day, you convinced yourself that it was just fatigue. Maybe you shouldn't have stayed up late reading those strange books. Perhaps they shouldn't have even been opened.

This time everything was different. The bright but chaotic images from your dreams that night seemed especially meaningful. It was as if you were playing according to someone else's script, compiled by someone beyond your understanding.

At some point, the plot of the dream ended abruptly, as if it had been cut with a sharp razor.

You find yourself in a black, almost tangible void. Gradually, the space around you, the capacity of which you could not fully comprehend, for one reason or another, began to fill with smoke, spreading across the invisible floor. There was no need to breathe in your sleep, but if you did, you would smell the intoxicating aroma of incense, but you would hardly be able to distinguish what exactly it reminds you of.

It seems that the blackness is beginning to thicken right in front of you, if that is possible. You're not sure. Its outlines take shape. A tall, dark silhouette, he distorts the very space around him. Clouds of terribly dense smoke that block out light obscure his features. But not for long. You don’t feel fear, rather a bad feeling, as if what is happening is calling to some kind of internal memory. Something almost at the level of instincts suggests that this event will divide your further existence into “before” and “after”. If, of course, such concepts exist at all.

While you are thinking about this, images flash before your eyes like a giant kaleidoscope. Lifeless black rocks, painfully bright desert sands, a triple burning eye, a strange mechanical device crackling with electricity, a peaceful cityscape drowning in the gold of sunset rays, a wax mask, a box with strange drawings that were unlike anything you had ever seen before, darkness, darkness, darkness...

After a moment or a century, each asymmetrical part of the fragmentary images takes on a single form.

His features become surprisingly... human. The majestic face, which evokes in your memory associations with the images of ancient pharaohs immortalized in stone, seems deathly beautiful to you.

And then his lips break into a smile and he speaks.

-Greetings, dreamer! You are a curious creature, and I see it... The voice is deep, but not without an inviting softness. It seems to you that it sounds from everywhere and from nowhere at the same time.

-You are a soul wandering alone through space, exploring the endless mysteries of reality. I came to you in your dreams to guide you along your destined path through the endless labyrinths of the universe.

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toomanyplotbunnies-sendhelp · 2 months

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Hello and welcome to Day 26 of "Let's Explore My Plot Bunnies"

I still feel awful 😷

Today, I wanna present to you a kind of long idea that I had a while back. It's a Lout of the Count's Family and Pokemon (Crossover-ish?) idea.

It titled it:

"Into the Unknown: Cale Henituse's new life as a Pokemon Trainer"

The idea centers around the original! Cale Henituse, rather than KRS! Cale. And it's really long - both as in "explaining the idea" long, as well as series of book long because I have prepared Cale's Pokemon Teams for 8 Regions, but story wise I only have about 5 or 6 planned.

Basically, imagine that the Sealed God got wind that Cale's existence (together with Raon's, Ohn, and Hong's) will be his downfall from some Hunter that just wanted to cause chaos around. The Sealed God gets into his head to kill the 4 entities that would pose the most problems to his plans, but the God of Death intercepts the spells send towards Cale, Raon (not named yet), Ohn and Hong and instead of killing them, the spell send the four into another dimension - the Pokemon Dimension. (Arceus basically becomes father to a new child and grandfather to his new three grandchildren)

Cale Henituse is 17 here, Raon is 3 years old, and Ohn and Hong are 9 and 7, respectively.

The four appear in Kalos, near the place that Professor Sycamore was exploring. All of them are unconscious and injured - Cale has more negligible injuries, but Raon, Ohn, and Hong are malnourished and have big injuries.

Sycamore takes them back to his lab and nurses them back to health. Cale is the first one to wake up, and he is very much weary of everything and everyone around him. Professor Sycamore is the one who explains what this world is and that people coming from different worlds are somewhat common here. Although speaking and understanding what others say comes relatively easy for Cale, reading and writing are not as easy. Professor Sycamore takes upon himself to teach Cale how to read and write the alphabet of this world - and basically adopts him as well. (Sycamore already has a child, why not two?)

While Cale is fascinated with the creatures known as Pokemon, Ohn and Hong wake up. They are very much scared of everything and everyone around. The one that calms them down is Cale because he speaks to them in the language of their original world, which is way easier for them to understand.

When Sycamore mentions that there is another one left to wake up, Cale asks who. When Cale sees the baby black dragon, he is very much horrified. His mother, Jour Thames, always said that dragons are creatures that should never be bound, nor treated with disrespect. She taught Cale whatever she knew about these powerful creatures, so when Cale sees the harness on the small black dragon, he immediately tells Sycamore they should remove it since it is actually harming the dragon, rather than helping him or being a normal occurrence for such a creature - like Sycamore thought. (Cut him some slack; Sycamore didn't know if the harness is akin to clothes for humans since different worlds mean different costoms)

Turns out that the little dragon has some severe wounds around his wings, so he shouldn't try to fly anytime soon before he heals. Cale is somewhat worried about that, but the fact that he is in seemingly another world takes precedence in his mind at the moment.

Cale, even after Raon wakes up, still finds no way of getting back to his world. The only clue he has for getting back is the fact that "Legendary Pokemon" - as Sycamore calls them - exist and that they have powers beyond the imagination of humans.

While staying with Sycamore, Cale helps with things such as feeding the Pokemon under Sycamore's care or arranging some files with Alain, Sycamore's adoptive son. (Alain proves to be very much like his father and takes a liking to Cale very quickly, declaring Cale - at least in his mind - his younger brother.) This is how Cale meets an injured Absol with whom he connects during the months he spends at the lab.

The turning point in Cale's stay at the lab is when Sycamore's Garchomp - who is gentle and caring - suddenly turns aggressive. Cale notices there is something attached to her neck, so he and Absol, who wants to help, give chase to Grachomp. Unbeknownst to them, the little black dragon, despite his wing injuries, follows them. The chase stops at the top of Lumiose Tower, where not only do they realize they have a small injured dragon following them, but also Cale has his first taste of a Pokemon Battle together with Absol. Absol's Iron Tail manages to shatter whatever is on Grachomp's neck, and everything seems fine, but the black dragon falls off the tower when the small part of structure he is standing on crumbles. Cale dives after him, knowing that the dragon's wings were injured and they are saved by a Mega Blaziken.

Once this ordeal is over, Cale decides he should try and find a way back to his world. His best bet at the moment is going on a Pokemon journey and trying to find one of the Legendary Pokemon to ask for help. The black dragon is interested in Cale since he is not like all the other humans he has met and decides to follow him around. Ohn and Hong are also quite attached to Cale at this point, and they want to follow.

Cale's Pokemon Partner ends up being Absol, who likes Cale a lot and wants to help him.

And so Cale's adventure in Kalos begins. And many more adventures will follow.

Other things to note:

I have Kalos planned out from what is going to happen to Cale's entire pokemon team. The same goes for like the next 5 or so regions.

In Kalos, Cale will have two companions who remind him of Amiru and Eric. I haven't decided on a name for them yet, but I do know I wanna make them siblings. I want the girl to have a Pachirisu as a Pokemon Partner, while her brother has a Corphish.

Cale's Team for Kalos will be: Absol (who will mega evolve); Fletchling -> Talonflame (1st Pokemon caught); Honedge -> Aegislash (reminds Cale a lot of Beacrox; Caught when Cale explores the Parfum Palace); Croagunk -> Toxicroack (Remind Cale of Ron; saved Cale at one point in the story and decided to go with him cause and I quote "the kid needs protection since he ends up hurt all the time"); Slowpoke -> Slowbro (Slowpoke caught himself when Cale was at Azure Bay and helped move the Slowpoke away from the crowd; loves to lay on Cale's head and nap); Mareep -> Ampharos (caught around Route 12; evolves from Flaffy to Ampharos during the Team Flare take over of the Power Plant)

In this au, the gym leaders of Kalos have a small little test to dwindle the numbers of challengers they get at once. Viola will put kids to take pictures of some bug Pokemon without telling them that said Pokemon are very skittish and don't like loud noises all that much; Grant will make them climb up a wall till they get to its highest point (where the battle platform is) and he will battle them in the order they arrive there; etc.

I am throwing the Pokemon canon into the trash can here. There will be characters that shouldn't be as young as they are here. The reason I am doing this is because I like giving Cale tons of unhinged children to look after.

After Kalos, Cale becomes a researcher assistant and helps Sycamore and Alain with their work. Because of this, Cale is sent to other regions pretty often.

After Kalos, Cale goes to Hoenn, accompanied by Raon, Ohn, Hong and Absol only. There, he will travel the region with Steven Stone, a 16 years old teenager. Steven pretty much loves Cale like a younger brother, and he is kinda unhinged should Cale ever be hurt. In Hoenn, Cale is introduced for the 1st time to Pokemon Contests and participates in them, too. He goes so far as to get into the Grand Festival.

After Hoenn comes Unova, where Cale meets Steven again (Steven basically tricked his father into agreeing with him and letting him leave Hoenn). Cale and Steven also meet the mysterious N, a 15 years old teenager, with whom they end up traveling around. In Unova, Cale is chosen by Reshiram, while N is chosen by Zekrom. The main reason is that during this specific journey, Cale starts accepting that there might not be any way for him to go home - accepting the truth of his situation.

After Unova, Cale goes to Alola to teach at the Pokemon School with Professor Kukui. This was mainly something planned by Sycamore as a way for Cale to relax and not have to get into dangerous situations. Alain is also a helping as a teacher for Professor Rowan's summer camp in Sinnoh at the same time. During this journey, Cale will meet both new and old friends as he is trying to teach the kids at the school about pokemon. They even have a school trip to Hoenn for the Wallace Contest, a pokemon contest that Cale was invited to perform as the opening act of the 3-day-long contest.

After Alola, Cale goes to Sinnoh. Here, he will travel around with Riley and frequently meet with Reggie, a Pokemon Trainer who wants to challenge the Sinnoh League and his younger brother Paul, who is a year shy of getting his own pokemon starter. Cale and the others will have to deal with Team Galactic and their nefarious plans as well as Cale's own fears and doubts about his new life in this world.

Next up, we have Kanto where Cale re-encounters Reggie, who is setting his eyes on the Battle Frontier this time around. Reggie is accompanied by his little brother Paul, who just became a Pokemon Trainer not too long ago and chose Turtwig as his starter. Paul ends up admiring Cale a lot during the journey, while Reggie struggles with whether he wants to continue as a Pokemon Trainer or become a Pokemon Breeder. Cale, on the other hand, has his hand full with some of the revelations from his journey through Sinnoh, as well as the knowledge that a god wants him dead.

Cale got a necklace from his mother when he was young. The necklace was made from an unknown stone that no one in his world could identify. Lo and behold, that necklace was a Key Stone for Mega Evolution. How did Jour get her hands on that? Cale doesn't know yet.

I am very tempted to have Chou Jung Soo and Kim Rok Soo just plop into the Pokemon World at one point and Cale to have to take care of these two. Meanwhile, Lee Soo Hyuk has already reincarnated in the Pokemon World as Sui Khan, a trainer from Hoenn. His first meeting with Cale doesn't go all that well, and they both start on the wrong foot with each other. They do become friends later, tho.

Having Raon, Ohn, and Hong have a more... war-free experience would be good in my eyes. Let the children be children, if not in the canon, then at least here. Just let them enjoy going around the regions with Cale.

Alain is also like Cale. He is someone who appeared as a child from another world. The world in question was KRS's world, and Alain was pretty heavily traumatized by all that went down there. So Sycamore has a lot of hard won experience on how to deal with traumatized children - and he uses it to help Cale too because the kid might not be traumatized like Alain was, but he still shows signs of trauma at the beginning.

I headcannon that Og! Cale learned how to cook from Beacrox when he was little. He is now the resident cook every time he explores a region with other companions.

Trust me, the Sealed God will get his ass handed to him by Cale in the future. As a matter of fact, Cale does grow up during his travels: he is 17 when he goes through Kalos; 18 during Hoenn; turns 19 during Unova; 20 when he teaches in Alola; turns 21 during Sinnoh and is almost 22 when he is in Kanto.

Everything happened because a Hunter wanted to cause as much chaos as possible.

Raon learns to mimic dragon-type moves in this AU. Ohn and Hong also train to be strong too. They just don't get as many opportunities to show off at the moment.

To me, Og! Cale is a cinnamon roll that someone dropped in bitter coffee and forgot about. Which translates to "I wanna cherish him and wrap him in bubble wrap."

And this is about everything I have for this one.

So what do you think? Good? Bad? Let me know!

I know this is a bit late, but I am still sick, so my brain is lagging quite a lot. I also wanna say that all the days until Day 31 will cover very long fic ideas. Also, I have memes prepared for this idea that I will post later today.

Regardless, hope you enjoyed my ramblings. Have a great day/night and take care!

See you next time,

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