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dankmaths · 10 months

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god fuckign dammit i cant stop thinking about thefucking hospital scene

just rewatched it and i don't want to spend 5 hours formatting a long unhinged twitter thread so here we are. i am mishmashing the game and anime and manga scenes together in my personal canon blender. p4 spoilers of course

cause like, naoto is the one to suggest they throw namatame into the TV. and kanji's on board with it too. but the one yu has to fight over it, the one yu has to think carefully about and talk down, is fucking yosuke hanamura.

of course everyone has a personal stake in it considering namatame was going around kidnapping everyone, but yosuke specifically...

he phrases it like "we have to stop him before he hurts anyone else," but it seems like a big part of his motive is revenge. saki's kindness meant a lot to him, regardless of how real it was, or selfish his motive is, and it wasn't fair she had to die. so now he's gonna kill namatame. and it doesn't matter if that goes against his morals, or if no one else is willing to do it. he is absolutely dead set on killing namatame (pun intended). the only thing stopping him from doing it is yu.

it's ironic looking back. because like yosuke, namatame also lost someone important to him, and is trying to use his power to do what he thinks is right in his own way... just like yosuke wanted to be a hero, namatame wanted to be a savior, but yosuke is too blinded by rage in the moment to see that. the big difference is who got to them first. yosuke's had yu with him the whole time to keep him grounded, and eventually, the whole investigation team- namatame got adachi.

(side note- i more often think about yosuke+adachi parallels; how they're both bored with everything, but yosuke has the team and adachi pushes everyone away, but that's not really relevant rn lol)

there's also the scene where yu goes to confront the true killer alone, and yosuke's waiting outside when he comes back. and at that point he's not angry anymore, just… disappointed. (feelsbadman) but i don't think it's because he changed his mind.

after you calm him down in the hospital, he's STILL thinking about doing it:

(another side note- the va in this scene is top notch. this line gave me chills rewatching it. first time i saw the hospital scene i was getting a little scared lol)

and after learning the true killer's identity he fucking hates adachi. even after defeating him he never really forgives him. he still gets pissed and tries to attack adachi when he shows up unexpectedly in ultimax:

yosuke was 100% willing to kill someone, and he'd 100% do it again if his partner gave the okay. but as much as he hates adachi, he understands that he's important to yu, enough to know yu would break their promise and sneak into the TV alone. and despite how he might feel, he doesn't want yu to lose someone important to him too.

there's also the scene in the anime after the hospital, where after yu tries to send everyone home promising he'll be okay, yosuke comes back to comfort him. he's still upset, but he's deferring to yu's leadership and more importantly, making sure that his partner is okay comes first.

that's why i think it's great the anime puts the fist fight after the hospital scene. cause he spends his whole social link struggling with his grief and insecurity and jealousy; and then, in december, with tensions running high and these nasty revelations about himself and awful feelings swirling inside, it all finally comes to a head. and he tries to get it all out in the only way he knows how: two dudes beating the shit out of each other. Thats True Love Babey.

not much of a point to all this, except that i really love yosuke's character (and souyo) lol. something is wrong with him. I Know What He Is. he's like the team mood maker and he's always joking around (and i think golden especially looooves to play him up for comic relief), but perhaps the moments when he lets the veneer slip are the moments where he shines the most.

#p4 spoilers #“i like it when yosuke stops joking around”#(draws almost exclusively yosuke joking around)#“i dont want to spend 5 hrs formatting a twitter thread”#(spends 5 hrs formatting a tumblr essay)#Welp #i usu keep the musings to myself cause saying all this shit out loud makes me feel delusional #persona 4

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sweetnsour1 · 1 year

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10:06

Fluff, Bakugou x fem reader

Meet Riot🐾

"There’s no way I’m losing to you this year!"

"Ha! Shut up and prove it."

"Okay anddd go!" You both yanked the blankets off of your sections of the table, revealing pink and red piles of goods. Your annual Valentine’s clearance contest had started years ago. Whoever pulled the most savings without hitting the price cap was the winner. You had initially thought your pile looked biggest, but now you realized…

“God dammit! How did you even find that thing?”

You glared at the explosively dressed teddy bear he had sat in one of the chairs. You hadn’t realized the blanket draped over the table, hiding the proof of his victory.

“It was easy.” You didn't have to look at him to hear the smirk framing his words.

“Easy how?? The hero bears sold out before Valentine’s Day!”

“Doesn’t matter.” His red eyes shifted from you.

“You hid it, didn’t you? That’s cheating!”

“That's actually called a logical strategy. It’s not my fault those extras couldn’t find a bright orange Bakubear.”

“That’s definitely cheat-" You could barely hold in your laughter. "Wait...a what?”

“Huh?”

“Aw…Did you name him??”

“No. She did.”

"Uh huh..." You tilted around him to see the wagging tail and hungry eyes. He was already dangling bear paws in front of Riot’s face. “Oh so that one’s not for me? I thought you wanted to win?” He froze, eyes darting to you, the piles, and the dog.

“Now who’s cheating? You know we give her the animals anyway.”

“But I haven’t even cuddled him yet. Who am I gonna sleep with tonight now?”

“Howitzer impact.” Riot responded to the command immediately, launching herself at the bear's stomach before running off to one of her many beds.

“Hey!” His arms wrapped around your waist before you could move towards the kid and her prize.

“Hey, what? You can cuddle the real thing, brat.”

“It’s cute you got all jealous of Bakubear, but you still lose now.”

"Tsk. I didn’t lose shit."

Closest thing to v-day romance that I am willing to write.

Masterlist

#katsuki bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x y/n #bakugou imagine #bnha bakugou #bnha imagine #bnha fluff #bakugou x female reader

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lilambs · 2 years

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yandere! obsessed! eddie munson

mannequin! reader — PT 3

(PT 1) (PT 2)

the last part is coming soon <\3 and it will contain smut

as always pls be kind to me! i am new to this!

his mood suddenly changing as he snapped his fingers. "red's friend! she's.. she's got magic right? she can help me may-maybe she could bring you to life." he said frantically looking for his black jeans.

he grabbed his walkie and started to shout into it, “red do you copy?!”

he smacked the piece of junk before trying again, “red.. do you copy?!”

he turned to look at you, silently praying this plan’ll work.

“yeah.. yeah what is it? what do you want?” max replied; obvious that she had just woken up, her voice being strained.

“your friend uhh the magic one with the bloody nose and the bal- the uhh the bald head. she still around?” eddie asked tone growing with desperation.

this had to work right?

eddie saw you, heard you talk, and felt the soft velvet pieces of love that you called kisses in his dreams. he truly believes you’re real. he just needed a way to make what he believed a reality.

max snorted, “she’s laying next to me why? what could you possibly need so early in the morning?”

“dammit red! now is not the time for jokes. i need you to ask her to tell me how to make something..come..alive.” he stammered.

although he couldn’t see it, eddie knew max enough to know she made a face through the phone.

“come alive? we’re gonna need more info then that idiot, we’ll be over to your trailer in five.”

eddie throw the walkie on the couch, “shit shit shit shit shit. baby this is it!” he shouted. his toothy grin placed on display as he looked at your ruler straight legs.

after about five minutes max and eleven barged into your shared trailer with eddie; without knocking.

max immediately started calling for eddie, “hey idiot we’re here! where are yo- oh..my..god.” she cut herself off.

you were still in his hellfire shirt, with what looked like a black curly haired wig on. looking emotionless as ever, with all of your limbs facing in front of you.

“what is that?” el asked, her head tilting to the side. “eddie wants this alive?”

by now max was bent over holding onto her stomach for strength, “you bet your ass he does.” she replies, bursting into a fit of giggles in between each word.

eddie stumbled out of his room, “red! and baldy! glad you guys could make it.”

“look i know it seems crazy but i need you to help me bring this doll alive. she’s- she’s important to me.” he said voice laced with distress.

“it is easy.” eleven spoke.

max pushed her hand in front of eleven’s chest, “but what’s in it for us?” she asked.

“i’ll give you five bucks everyday for a week.” eddie said.

“two.”

“jesus ch- fine two weeks.”

“pleasure doing business with you.” she smirked, nodding toward eleven.

eleven stepped forward before turning to face you, taking a deep breath before staring profusely at you.

nothing was happening, so she tried again.

still.. nothing.

“i do not know what is wrong. it should have worked. i am sorry.” eleven said, turning around giving an apologetic stare into eddie’s hopeless eyes.

you could see the light in eddie’s face flickering and fading. he was losing every bit of hope in feeling your warmth against him.

“it’s okay, you know uh it’s. it’s okay. thanks for coming guys.” he replied.

max pulled elevens hand and began tugging her towards the door, “sorry eddie.” she mumbled before her and eleven left.

ten minutes went by and you hadn’t moved so much as an inch.

to say eddie was stressed was an understatement, “what a fucking dumbass. i couldn’t believe i actually thought..” he trailed off.

from your perspective, something about his voice this time was different; much more clear..prominent..strong.

you could actually..hear him this time.

eddie leaned down and stared into your doe eyes, noticing the glare from the light reflecting into them.

“doll?” he asked.

with each second that passed your skin grew softer..warmer. although, you showed him no signs of life, causing him to turn around in defeat.

you started to blink abruptly, rubbing your fingers against the the soft texture that was your palm.

where am i?

who am i?

where is the boutique?

the sight in front of you no longer a vast diversity of people rushing by with shopping bags.

instead, it was a slightly unkept trailer with a line of hats used as decorations around it. with the overwhelming scent of vanilla and cigarettes.

it felt so nice to finally sit comfortably, you thought that you were only capable of standing forever.

while you were practicing your walk; which looked more like a tiny waddle than anything, you found yourself playing with hem of the shirt you were wearing.

“god damn lying son of a- bitch- oh this is stupid this is so- shit shit shit shit.”

you flinched at the sudden shouting, it scaring and interrupting you from your thoughts.

you recognized his voice, although you couldn’t quite understand what it was that he was saying.

lying?

son of bitch?

your legs began to bring you toward the room where the shouting came from. the door was cracked slightly; giving you the opportunity to peek inside, which is exactly what you did.

you gently pushed the door a little bit farther back so you could see who the rough velvety voice belonged to.

there was a boy tugging at his curly brown hair, his back facing you as he paced around the room. you could practically feel the anger radiating off of him, but you didn’t know exactly how to approach him nor make him feel better.

the door made a creaking sound, causing the both of you to flinch. your once sweaty palm that was pressed against the door froze, your feet glued to the floor.

eddie froze, he was sure of the noise he heard even while he was pacing like a mad man. before you could even get the chance to run and hide from his sight, he turned around.

his mind went blank at the sight of you standing at the entrance of his door, and without his help this time.

the sight of what is a normal sized shirt to him looking oversized on you made him melt.

“doll..” eddie said. not even a terrible D&D campaign could possibly remove the radiating smile off of his face.

you’re.. you’re here.

you’re alive.

“c’mere sweetheart.” he said softly, voice laced a honey-like tone alluring you toward him with small steps.

he didn’t look scary from what you could tell, more like a huge teddy bear with long hair.

his hands were now wrapped around your waist, eyes grazing over every crevice and inch of your pretty little body. your tanned skin felt so soft against his palm, despite the the thin fabric between his flesh and yours.

“you’re finally mine now sweetheart, just me and you. what should i name you huh?” he whispered, his breath puffing against your face. the smell of mint invading your nose.

“lauren? no..”

“vicky? ew god no.”

“how about.. y/n, it’s beyond perfect. suits you so well sweetheart.”

he smiled, the grip he had on your waist growing tighter. “your name is y/n now princess, and my name is eddie.”

“e-eddsie?” you whispered, head tilted to the side like a lost puppy.

your voice was everything like he had imagined and more, causing him to grin even wider.

“yeah sweetheart, eddsie.”

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #daddy!eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie x you #bimbo!reader #daddy!eddie #dark!eddie munson #yandere!eddie munson #yandere!eddie munson x reader #dark!eddie munson smut #dark!eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #stranger things fanfiction

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howlingday · 4 months

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Lib(er)el Media

Lisa: There you are, Rose! Where have you been?!

Ruby: Sorry, Mrs. Lavender! I got here as fast as the wind could take me. I got those pictures of The Red Hero for you.

Lisa: Mm, okay, let's see what you have. It's a good thing you showed up, because we're still trying to figure out the title for today's headline.

Lisa: Ah, perfect! "The Red Hero and Roman Torchwick Rampage City!"

Ruby: What?! I-I mean, hang on just a second, Mrs. Lavender, but I'm pretty sure The Red Hero was trying to stop Roman Torchwick!

Lisa: And look at all the damage she caused! By the Brothers, Rose, how many times do I have to explain that Vale News Network doesn't operate on opinions, but on facts!

Ruby: Oh, come on! You can't blame everything on The Red Hero.

Lisa: Oh no? Watch me, then maybe you'll realize that if you looked just a bit deeper, you'll see that everything wrong with Vale can traced back to that flower petal fleecer! Someone give me a story!

Weiss: Statistics show that car jackings are at an all-time high.

Lisa: "The Red Hero Does Nothing to Stop Car Jackings!"

Ruby: W-Wait, hang on. That's not fair-

Weiss: The Stinger broke out of prison.

Lisa: "The Red Hero Lets Bad Guy Friends Get Away!"

Ruby: Now hold on a second-

Weiss: The headmaster of Beacon Academy was diagnosed with cancer.

Lisa: My god...

Ruby: See, Mrs. Lavender! It's just not possible that-

Lisa: ...The Red Hero gave that poor bastard cancer.

Ruby: ...How?

Lisa: "The Red Hero Giving People Cancer!" That's the best headline I've heard in my life!

Ruby: How would she even do that, though?!

Lisa: Ah, you're not opening your mind to the possibilities, Rose! She can split into tiny rose petals, so you shouldn't put anything past her! C'mon! Keep 'em coming!

Weiss: Uh, people have been throwing trash into the ocean.

Lisa: "The Red Hero Pollutes Remnant Water Supply!"

Ruby: Mrs. Lavender, just hold on-!

Weiss: Dust sales went up 15%.

Lisa: "The Red Hero Raises Dust Prices!"

Ruby: How would she- Actually, you know, it might not be a bad thing. I mean, those miners are being treated so poorly, so maybe she's looking out for them?

Lisa: Damn, I didn't think of that. "The Red Hero Ranked Worst Humanitarian on Remnant!"

Ruby: Are you honestly telling me The Red Hero cares less about people than Jacques fucking Schnee?!

Lisa: Now you see the problem!

Ruby: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!

Weiss: Taxes are up.

Lisa: "The Red Hero Raises Taxes!"

Weiss: There's a lot of gang violence.

Lisa: "The Red Hero Leading Gang War!"

Weiss: Uh, my nana is in the hospital.

Lisa: "The Red Hero Wants to Kill Your Grandma!"

Weiss: Oh! There's been an increase in Grimm activity!

Lisa: BINGO! We have a winner! "The Red Hero Hates-"

Ruby: ENOUGH!

Lisa: Excuse me-

Ruby: NO! You listen to me, Lavender! People rely on our network for the news, for their information! It's people like you in your position that makes the average citizen lose faith in everything in this world. You're a worse person than you make The Red Hero out to be. Dammit, Lisa, how can you stand for this?

Lisa: I can't.

Ruby: O-Oh! So there is reasoning with you!

Lisa: No, Rose, I mean I can't stand. Like, at all. Physically, I cannot stand.

Ruby: You... You can't stand?

Lisa: Honestly, Rose, when was the last time you saw Lisa Lavender standing up and walking around? NOT behind this desk or the camera? I have been sitting for so long that my legs don't work.

Ruby: Oh god...

Lisa: I eat, sleep, and shit here, Rose. You wonder why I'm so pissed off at the world? At The Red Hero? Because I'm sitting here, paralyzed, while she's out there, flying around all fucking carefree.

Ruby: But why-

Lisa: I haven't seen my husband in three years, Rose! But he understands that! He understands the kind of woman I am to make sacrifices like- (Phone rings) Oh, speak of the Grimm! He's probably calling to congratulate me on my pursuit of the truth!

Lisa: (Picks up) Hello, Roman! ...Yes? ...Yes. ...Alright, thank you. (Hangs up)

Lisa: New headline; "The Red Hero Ends Marriage of 22 Years".

Ruby: ...

Lisa: Tagline; "He's taking the kids."

#rwby #lisa lavender #ruby rose #solid jj #rwby superhero au #weiss schnee

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carcrash429 · 11 months

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HI you read the circle of magic books??? I am so excited I love that series (although haven't read them for quite a while)

YESSSSSSS I love that series

HONESTLY everything by Tamora Pierce lmao all of it was so so so formative for me

she does SUCH a good job at portraying people who just go absolutely "FUCK society's expectations I am going to be my best authentic self" and it's SO inspiring and gratifying

Like Okay, Sandry - -constantly treated like she should be a delicate flower noble and instead uses her nobility to stand up for people she cares about LITERALLY starting like the first time we see her?? where she's like hey Daja I know everyone else is a racist asshole here, how about we be friends -called a stitch witch derogatorily and then OWNS it like "Yeah I do magic with stitching WHAT ABOUT IT" and then uses those same skills to do absolutely UNPRECEDENTED magic things -Genuinely wants to just help, CALLS IT "JUST HELPING" WHEN SHE'S BASICALLY RUNNING A KINGDOM FOR HER UNCLE Briar - -legit the little scene where he decides his name?? Briar to be outwardly tough and then MOSS BECAUSE SECRETLY HE'S A SOFTIE even though he pretends otherwise for at least like the whole first couple of books lmao -uses his "street urchin" skills for extreme good, liberating a dying plant cause he could feel it was sick, maintains contact with the girl that ends up sick and works himself to the bone trying to keep her from dying 😭 -goes through a FUCKING WAR comes out the otherside with serious PTSD and STILL shows SO MUCH compassion and empathy for Zhergorz and Tris when other people are like wtf Daja - -loses her whole family, horrifically, loses her whole PEOPLE, devastatingly, somehow does NOT give up goes on does her thing becomes an absolute LEGEND to those same people who outcast her -probably ALSO has PTSD from that whole thing where she made a thing that someone she cared about used to hurt people 🙃🙃🙃 yet never stops CARING: see again, Zhegorz (a legend in his own right, but this is already a long ass rant and I'm sticking to the main 4) -falls in love stays in love GIVES UP THAT RELATIONSHIP to stay true to herself and her morals and her family TRIS - (Probably my favorite although it's close between her and Briar and ESPECIALLY the way they complement and reflect pieces of each other is so so so cool) - has a fucking TEMPER and I love her for it because she's fucking RIGHT like 90% of the time go off girl - got bounced around her family 💔 got betrayed by her family 💔 makes her OWN family dammit and cares about them when by all right she could've just hardened her heart (see reflecting briar in being outwardly tough and inwardly a softie) - is so SO absolutely powerful and REFUSES to contradict her morals and use her power for what "people" think she "should" use it for and plans to just get a regular medallion and do regular magic - ALSO has PTSD from the fucking pirates and their slaves that she smashed to absolute smithereens please someone give these kids A BREAK

oh my god I could go on for ages lmao thank you for this ask honestly if you have the time the books are Well worth a reread, especially the Circle Opens and Will of the Empress imo

wait shit I almost forgot to mention:

not only does she show all of these people being amazing and incredible

BUT ALSO

THEY ALL MAKE MISTAKES

THEY FUCK UP

and then they realize, or someone calls them out, and they apologize and/or *change* and get better

Like DAMN that just feel refreshing you know??

#circle of magic

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auroracalisto · 2 years

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takeout — while helping plan for eddie's next DnD session, an argument ensues about what you'll get for dinner. cue eddie prepared to say whatever it takes to get what he wants. word count: 805 words tw: gn!reader, arguing, pre-established relationship (eddie is your bf), eddie being dramatic as hell a/n: requested by the amazing @yn-ymn-yln

“Is it worth it?” Eddie asked, staring at the sheet of paper in front of him.

“What?”

You mindlessly flipped through the pages to your DnD book, not bothering to look up at your boyfriend. At times, you truly believed sometimes Eddie just talked to hear himself talk. Not that you could blame him, of course—he did have a nice voice.

Eddie’s brows furrowed, frustration evident on his features.

“Having spaghetti for dinner?”

You paused your flipping, a page about bards staring back at you. Blues and greens and colors in between blurred in your vision as you looked up at him, a perplexed look residing on your own face.

“What? Is having spaghetti worth it?”

“Yes,” he groaned, burying his face in his hands. Eventually, a hand raked through his tangled hair, but his eyes remained glued on the worn table. Rings left behind on the dark wood from many days of cold drinks, the remnants of his last smoke still littering some of the table as well.

What was he getting at?

“I don’t see why not,” you shrugged, sitting your book down. You crossed your arms defiantly over your chest.

“But it takes sooo long, y/n,” he whined, finally looking up at you with his big, puppy dog eyes. “Can we pleeease get take out?”

Dammit. You were a sucker for those eyes. But not today. You always caved.

“No,” you said.

“Please?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Eddie—“

“Please?”

“No! It takes too long to get, Eddie. Plus, I’ve already bought everything for spaghetti.”

“But y/n—“

“—but nothing!”

Eddie groaned and flopped back on the couch, an arm strewn across his eyes to block the light glaring down from overhead. He huffed, a solid frown etched into his handsome features.

He wasn’t about to give up.

“I want takeout,” he said.

“Eddie!”

“Y/n!”

“Oh my god.”

“Oh my god,” he mimicked you, voice and all, as he abruptly sat back up. He crossed his arms over his chest, kicking his legs up on the edge of the coffee table, narrowly avoiding your black pencil case and the notebook you had been scribbling on. His now crumpled paper finally fell from his lap, finding a home on the floor. How he held onto it for so long without losing it before now, you would never know.

“Y/n, please. I’ll pay for it,” he said, wide eyes looking at you.

“Eddie.”

“Y/n.”

“I’m begging you,” he said, leaning forward.

He watched as you finally sat your book down on the coffee table, giving him your full, unwarranted attention.

“No takeout.”

“You are just being difficult!”

Eddie stood up, throwing his hands in the air. His rings glinted in the light, catching your attention momentarily.

“Difficult?! I am not! We just have everything already!”

“And we can make it another day!”

“I can’t believe we’re arguing over this!” you exclaim, leaning back on your chair. “Eddie, stop it!”

He lunged forward as you yelled his name, narrowly avoiding hitting his knee on the edge of the table. His hands gripped onto the arms of your chair, face inching dangerously close to your own.

His serious face quickly dissolved into a cheesy smile as he pressed a quick kiss to your lips. He barely pulled back, just far enough that you could feel the warmth from his skin.

Your cheeks burn, but you’re not sure if it’s because of your anger or because of Eddie in general.

“Please? I won’t ever ask you for anything else.”

“You’re full of shit, Munson.”

He gasped, eyes comically wide. “Munson?! Since when do you call me that?!”

“Since you—“

He pressed a kiss to your lips again, cutting you off.

“Please. I beg of you. Let me get takeout.”

You rolled your eyes. You had been looking forward to cooking with Eddie—you had even bought him his favorite type of bread and pasta. You would just have to do it another night. But finally, as you watched your boyfriend staring at you with those gorgeous eyes, your resolve cracked.

“Fine,” you sighed, letting your arms fall from their position against your chest. You had no reason to be ‘stern’ with your boyfriend anymore.

Eddie widely smiled, cupping your cheeks with his hands. He pressed yet another kiss to your pouting lips, thumbs gently brushing against your skin.

“Thank you, cutie,” he said.

“Yeah, yeah,” you rolled your eyes. “Get off me. Go and order it.”

“You want your usual?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows as he pulled away from you.

“Yeah, that’s fine,” you scoffed as you picked up your book, finding the spot you left off on. “Make sure you order wontons. You forgot them last time and complained all night.”

Eddie let out a laugh as he made his way to the phone, his grin never once leaving him.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie x reader #reader insert #x reader #gender neutral reader #reader #imagine #gender neutral #fanfic #stranger things #stranger things x reader #joe quinn #joseph quinn #gn!reader #request

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liliallowed · 4 months

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crimson but it's dustbelife

dust belief papy: I'm going to kill yo-

crimson: okay okay wait stop. let me process this. did you catch the crazies pap?

papyrus: huh?

crimson: Asriel died to the humans up there, I caught the crazies from flowey sans caught it from me and now you're here. did you catch the crazy pap? *sandwiching his face*

papyrus: what? NO! I accidentally killed sans! I WON'T LET HIS EXP GO TO WA-

crimson: go to waste blah blah blah, sacrifice your loved ones, yeah yeah I know. what I'm more interested in *wears detective hat* IS THE PLOT HOLE! YOU CAN'T EVEN KILL ME ON ACCIDENT! your control over your magic is so good that you won't even kill ME in the normal runs!

papyrus: uhhhhh

crimson: who is it? is it gaster? I SEE YOU, YOU SONAVA BITCH! JUST CUZ I LIKED SANS GOING CRAZY DOESN'T MEAN I'LL LIKE IT IF THE WHOLE FUCKING UNDERGROUND LOSES THEIR SHIT! undo this shit to papy he doesn't deserve to be the executioner or the angel of death you keep trying to replace!

Papyrus: who are you talking to-

crimson: shush. the cosmic horrors are talking.

papyrus: sans should I kill them-

crimson: buddy. buddy. pal. let me reset. bring your brother back, and we can all fucking fix this before this glitch friking drives the temmies crazy.

papyrus: the... temmies?

crimson: oh yeah. those lil shits remember EVERYTHING. I do NOT wanna see what they'll turn into if the catch the crazies.

papyrus: so you're... NOT loading? you're just gonna reset? sans will be back?

crimson: DUH! I'm not a fucking sadist! I miss him too you know!

papyrus: you literally saw him last reset.

crimson: it's been 15 years.

[after reset]

papyrus: human uhhh I don't think the reset worked?

sans: god fucking dammit, I LITERALLY DID ALL THAT SHIT SO YOU WOULDN'T NEED TO DEAL WITH... crimson I'm going to rip you to shreds UNDO this from my brother.

papyrus: HELL NO! I'M NOT LETTING YOU DEAL WITH THE PURGATORY BY YOURSELF.

crimson: see that's just wholesome. but uhhh we're ignoring the fact that even I don't know wtf is going on...

sans and pap: you don't???

crimson: NOPE! believe me I didn't expect this to happen but for this to happen twice means it's spreading. uhhhh so like... stop killing me? till I figure things out, them we can go back to the murder spree.

sans: haha. no.

papyrus: wait so you're just gonna spare everyone?

crimson: you know undyne? I'm basically her but murder is included in my fight. I'm not evil. I just want a good fight! and like... I DON'T want to torture people??? well, maybe if they'll fight me harder or kill me more but... COME ON. I DON'T WANT GOAT MOM TO TURN PSYCHO! that's just sad. it's not exciting. it's just depressing.

sans: you broke the world, it's all your fault.

papyrus: wait WHY ARE WE FIGHTING then?

crimson: I dunno. wanna continue? I'm still down to fight if you want but like, can we think outside of the box for a sec? I think this world is trying to kill itself.

sans: and who's fault is that.

crimson: see this shit paps, your lazy ass brother is blaming me instead of trying to fix it.

papyrus: both of you are unbelievable...

crimson: THE WORLD LITERALLY SABOTAGED YOU TO KILL SANS PAP. IT'S ALL CONNECTED YOU WOULDN'T DO THAT, SABS WOULDN'T DO THIS. THE SCRIPT US BENDING OVER BACKWARDS JUST TO DESTROY ITSELF.

sans: you sound like a mad scientist.

crimson: DAMN RIGHT I AM. WHERE IS MY LAB COAT

papyrus: sans why did you resort to LV.

sans: skeedoodle skedaddle their choice of fate is now a noodle.

papyrus: god dammit STOP JOKING ABOUT LITERAL GENOCIDE SANS.

#dust belief #this is how i imagine it going with crimson #crimson will go instantly mad scientist mode

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annahxredaxted · 1 year

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Breakfast-n-Snuggles.

Characters: Milo/Sweetheart

Genre: fluff:3

Tw: none:)

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(Milo POV)

Sunlight gleamed through the slightly opened windows, shining brightly on their face, I slowly stretched, raising my arms over my head and pulling them toward eachother, I let them down and sighed

My mate; still very fast asleep was lying down on a pillow, probably thinking it was my chest, which took a lot of discreet movements in order to slither out of their clingy grasp.

Don’t get me wrong, I love sleeping in with them, just feeling their chest rise and fall, with them being so calm, so relaxed. Much different then when they were at work. It stresses them out, as much as they hate to admit it, I know it does.

I stood up slowly, careful to be quiet, the floor was creaky and I wasn’t risking that. I walked over to their side of the bed to leave a soft kiss on their cheek, slow and soft.

“Good morin sweetheart..” I whispered leaving another kiss on their forehead this time

“I love you..” I said, whispering yet again.

They softly groaned, tiredly at the touch. Not waking up but a subtle movement to readjust their body.

—-

I walked out though the hallway to the kitchen to get started on their breakfast. I got our eggs, flour,sugar,milk,strawberries, and butter.

I swiftly moved over to the cupboard to grab a bowl to mix everything in; I turned on the stove, setting a pan down with a little butter in there to grease it.

“Aggro, shhh.” I said to the soft meowing under my feet, to that he hissed at me

“Hey. Attitude check lil man. Be a shame if I didn’t give you any treats.” I retorted to the snobby cat.

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I mixed the ingredients together. Once all but the strawberries were in the bowl I got out a cutting board.

Gently slicing the strawberries into round slivers, plopping them into the batter.

I rose the bowl I over the heated pan, a little bit of batter dripped down, a good pancake size, and I waited for it to bubble up on the first side.

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(Sweetheart POV)

I slowly opened my eyes, blinking three or four times, attempting to wake up. I slowly turned my head to where milo slept but he wasn’t their.

“Mmmm..” I groaned. Wondering why he wasn’t there.

I quickly kicked of the covers to discover I lost one of my socks, in correspondence to that I started shaking out the blankets in order to find said sock.

“Ahh there it.” I mumbled, grabbing it to quickly hop up and skip it on, almost falling in the process.

“Shit-fuck-crap-dammit.” I said losing balance, I regained stability and stood up straight; acting as if nothing happened.

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“Milo?” I said to the shifter, hovering over the stovetop, flipping pancakes

“Oh good morning sweetheart. Sorry did I wake you?” He said putting his spatula down to walk over to me

“No I woke up on my own, it’s okay. Not your fault.” I said with a yawn following right after.

“Your sure? You can tell me.” He said worriedly

“Yes milo it’s okay.” I said reassuring him that I woke up on my own.

“Okay okay.” He said walking up to me

“C’mere..” with that he kissed me, soft and gentle.

“Good Morin baby..,how’d you sleep?” He asked with a little more than a whisper.

With that my heart melted he was usually this big tough guy with a big walls, and to my credit it took a bit to climb over it. But now that I have he’s docile as a kitten.

“I slept fine, thanks. Good morning to you too.” I retaliated to the sleepy bed head wolf standing in front of me.

“Good, I’m glad. Now are you hungry?” He asked me, setting his hands on my waist.

“A little bit. Whatcha make?” I asked looking over to the stove suspiciously

He turned his head to the stove as well

“Oh that. Strawberry pancakes, your favorite.” He proclaimed with a smile on his big beautiful face

“Really? God milo your to nice.” I said, happy he remembered little shit like this. He cared enough to wake up early to make them. It was cute shit like this that made me realize how fucking in love I am with this man.

“Stop that. You deserve nice you goof. Now go sit down.” He said kissing the top of my forehead twice before I turned around to go sit down.

As I did milo was being a lil handsy in the behind

“Milo Greer!” I said laughing at him

He just did a douche bag chuckle and walked away

(Milo stawp being naughty)

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“Well I think it’s safe to say you outdid yourself Mr. Greer,” I said grinning “,It was wonderful milo thank you..” I said a little more genuine

“Thanks sweetheart. I try. I’m glad you liked it, now uh I’ve already picked a movie, set out some pillows and blankets and we can snuggle and watch a nice film and relax. How’s that sound?” He asked rubbing my back vigorously up and down

“Oh that sounds great milo. What movie did you pick?” I asked suspiciously wondering; awaiting his answer

“Only your favorite; fried green tomato’s. You asked me to watch it with you so better bow than later.” He said shrugging.

“God milo your too god to me.” I said groaning, leaning in at the same time for a kiss, he quickly retaliated the gesture with a nice little pec on the lips

“I love you milo. Thank you for doing all this for me.” I said, a light blush forming up my cheeks

“Anything for you sweetheart.” He said smiling, peppering a few more kisses to my face

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The End

Sorry it ran late I was busy luv you guys <333

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ezzydantes · 3 months

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Demons

Author's Notes: I absolutely love this song and it reminded me a lover that Law would take... so warnings... definitely NSFW.

Law stood in the common room on the Polar Tang and he was sweating. It had nothing to do with the fact that the temperature raises while it was under water. "Dammit" he shouted. He saw the looks from some of his crew but it was your heated gaze that caused him to lose his shit. He quickly pulled his eyes from you when he swore your eyes glimmered a slight shade of glowing red at him as an almost evil smirk graced your facial features. A knowing look that he was still flustered from the night before.

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FLASHBACK

"I swear to God, Law... ", you growled.

"You can scream and yell... you can hate me all you want but in the end it's US... you and me... and because you want to flaunt your body all over the New World is NOT an excuse to be wreckless!" He growled back, backing you into the corner of his office. His hands slamming on the wall on either side of you as he glared down at you. You had wandered off at the last port without taking a transponder snail and hadn't returned until early in the morning, drunk. To say your Captain was pissed was an understatement.

Your heart skipped a beat and you stopped breathing at the position he had you in, but you had to school your nervousness. He couldn't know your dirty secret of wanting to be underneath him.... to be the one he woke up to every morning or his partner in life. You closed your eyes and took a breath. As soon as you felt him back off even an inch, you used the whole strength of you to shove him off.

"All my life I've been told what to do, who to be, and be ready to be Doffy's plaything. So YES... I enjoy the freedom that Cora gave me... gave US! We were never meant to hide in the shadows... he wanted us to be something more... something greater. So unless you plan on taking me over mind, body, and soul... truly make me yours...in every way... your lover, your partner, your EVERYTHING... then BACK. THE. FUCK. OFF" you seethe as your nose touched his and you didn't bat an eye, "until then... I will be my own person the way Cora INTENDED it... I am the one who decides my fate... not you or anyone else!"

You stormed out his room sending the crew who had been eavesdropping on the otherside flying in every direction while you slammed the door as hard and as fast as you could. Sending some bolts flying down the hallway bouncing and clanging as you glared down the crew before stomping off to your room. Bepo peeked into the room seeing the Captain blushing and stunned. He started to say something when Law immediately shut the door without so much as a word.... it swung back open... "Dammit, Y/N!" The Captain shouted as he walked out the room, "somebody fix that shit!"

END OF FLASHBACK

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The memories were still fresh. You had basically told him that you wanted him in the same way he had wanted you for years now. When he looked at you again, the hooded lids and demonic grin had disappeared into a genuine smile, causing him to blush as he excused himself to his office. That was the first time in years you made him conscious of you as a potential lover. You were a drug... you both had tried to leave each other so many times...but always came back to one another in some shape or form... He hated you at that moment for reminding him he had other needs other than revenge. He had to avenge Corazon before he could think of any personal wants or needs. The man had sacrificed his very life for you both. You were ruthless and brought out the Surgeon of Death's vengence, but.... the lustful thoughts and your sinful,flirty nature....years of pent up sexual tension. He would never though because you had been groomed to be Doflomingo's lover. You were 16 when Corazon took you and him away from the Donquixote family.

Corazon had saved you both and you had lost a father figure together. He had made one last wish before his death...

"I love you kiddos... look out for each other... always..."

Law had you with him since... but it was lately, now that you both were getting close to your goal: KILL DOFLAMINGO, that his feelings were getting uncontrollable. In his mind you may have been older than him and while Doflamingo had kept you close you always slipped from the Heavenly Demon's grip. You knew the devil's intentions for you... Corazon did too and you wanted to live apart from that life... yet you ended up a pirate anyways.... something that had always been intended for you.

He knew if either one of you died the other would follow not long after. You two were all you had. He was the reasonable one but you still kept your wrecklessness since you were young. Last night was proof of how quickly you could fly of the hinges.

You were hard to predict and even after all the years together he still knew little as to what you were thinking. You let him in when it mattered. You could be cold but... with him... you always let your walls down... even in the small moments you shared yet there was always that dark side... a side he never understood. You took the mark of the Heart Pirates with no hesitation. You refused being part of the Donquixote family... even convinced Doffy that your unmarred skin would be better. But you beared Corazon's mark... Law's mark, as bright as day on your thigh. A hidden tattoo that only he knew about.

You were his greatest desire and weakness. No one else mattered but you. You consumed all of him... your safety mattered most... your smile... your genuine laughter that he only experienced. Law grabbed onto the wall as he stumbled in his thoughts of you. He thought walkimg around would clear his head, but he was wrong. Dammit if he didn't want you at least once before your daring plan against Doflamingo... once to have you yell his name as he filled you up over and over so that if anything he'd be able to leave a piece of him with you.... yeah it was creepy but he'd been keeping up with your cycle... tonight would be prime to give you something to remember him by.... you weren't going to fight Doflamingo and if word got back on who ruined the Warlord... your name will have disappeared.... you'd be safe, it was already decided. But dying knowing a little bit of him survived within you... was bliss.

So if it was decided he would die for vengance of Cora... then why not? He knew from your interaction last night that you had yearned for him the way he did for you. "Fuck it", the Surgeon of Death muttered as he turned tail to your quarters. What he didn't expect was your absence. He checked your quarters throughly and then went to the kitchen... of course... but you werent there either. If anywhere you would be in his office. His room... was always your safest place to go.

You were sitting on his bed, reading something when he came in. "Babygirl...", he breathed your nickname as he saw you had the latest volume of his favorite Manga in your hands.

"Figured it was the best way to approach you", you grinned, "Got it on that island I was 'flaunting' my body on..."

Law chuckled as he shut his door behind him and locked it. Penguin assured you'd not be able to break it after he fixed it from last night's fiasco. "Babygirl..." he started and stopped when he saw your frown.

"That was Doffy's nickname for me... call me yours..." you whispered as you sat the book down and slowly walked up to him. "Do you even remember?"

"My bright eyed girl..." he whispered as he held his arms out to you, " a beautiful brown with green twinged between and circled in gold...with a bit of devil hiding beneath them...."

"The night you told me that... I was yours..." you admitted as you embraced him, "I love you above anything else in this world Trafalgar D. Water Law..."

You using his name broke him completely. Damned the world you two stood against... he could hate and love you because YOU were the only one in the world who could make him lose his composure and make him feel both emotions at once.

"I love you.... I've loved you more than anyone in this world... and I thank Cora everyday he gave me the chance to say it..." Law leaned in and kissed you. You deepend the kiss as you pushed him towards the bed while pulling off his coat and then his under shirt.

Law stopped you and pulled you from him by the wrists... holding you barely an inch from him. "If I take you... you're mine... my EVERYTHING. My heart, body, and soul... and no one else can have you."

"Do you know how long I've been waiting to hear that? " You sighed as you pushed him down onto the bed, "You've always been and will always be mine... even after I leave this world."

"Don't talk like that..." the Captain quietly stated as he raked his tattooed knuckles across your cheek gently, taking your lips into his while pulling you down and on top of him. He broke the kiss to swipe your hair behind your ear, "The day you die... so do I.."

There it was, your genuine smile. The smile he fell in love with at 13 years old and he was one of two people in the world to ever benefit from it. He held your face in his hands and pulled you back into a passionate kiss. After a few seconds you pulled away, caressing his cheek, "Take me."

Law smirked and flipped you over as he began trailing hot kisses and nips down your neck. "Y/n, take your top off. "

"So you think you get to boss me around now that you're taking me as yours?" You teased as you sat up and took your sleeping top off. "You're lucky you're cute..."

The raven haired man couldn't help but chuckle at your antics as he pinned you beneath him again. He was careful not to squash you but he loved feeling your naked chest on his. His grey eyes wandered down to your breasts and in the first time ever you felt shy around him. It did not go unnoticed by the Captain and he set your mind at ease by gently and reverently kissing your chest. He licked your collar bone and gently sucked on the swell of your breasts before kissing down your valley until he reached your navel and traveled back up again. He left hickeys in his wake but he didn't care. Every inch of you belonged to him now and he was going to mark you up so the whole world knew.

As he sucked on your nipples, your hands immediately went to his hair. It was rare to see his head without the hat and you loved playing with his dark locks. You held him close to you as he continued his assault on your chest and waist. Eventually his hands began to wander down further until he was cupping your sex through your pajama bottoms. He grinned into your gasp as you moaned at the feel of him touching you there. "Doc...", you whispered his nickname into his ear before sucking in his ear lobe and nipping it. This caused him to moan in return as he suckled on your pulse right below your ear.

"I need to be inside of you...." he growled as he yanked down your bottoms and then his as well. He wrapped your left leg around his waist and then bottomed out into you. The pair of you gasping at the feeling. "God you're so tight..." the Surgeon of Death hissed. He had to concentrate not to cum right then and there by burying his face between your breasts.

"Fuck...", you groaned, "Give me a sec... I thought you'd be gentler than that."

"I'm sorry... it's just.... I needed to feel you...", Law sighed as he licked the area where his head had rested a second before.

"I know, Darling but DAMN", you chuckled as you started to wiggle a bit to become more comfortable with being stuffed full with his cock. "Just start slow..."

"As you wish..." he quietly stated before giving you two long, languid kisses as he started to slowly move in and out of you. "Hah... I don't think I'm gonna last long on this round..."

"This round?" You sounded surprised. You looked at your lover and saw he was being serious.

"I'm going to fuck you until you can't see straight and until I have no more cum to give..." he growled as he picked up the pace, causing you to start whining. "I want you to scream my name until your hoarse and fuck you to an inch within our lives... I've waited too long to have you..." he panted as he got closer and closer to his release, "You're MINE.... now and forever."

His declaration, his loud moans, and calling your name out loud as he came into you, spilling every last bit he had been saving for you made you cum as well. Your walls clenched around him as you shouted his name while clinging to him desperately as he continually fucked you through both of your orgasms. When neither of you could take it anymore, he collapsed next to you, pulling you into his embrace. After a few moments of catching your breath, you snuggled into him. "Still think it's a good idea to go more rounds?" You teased. You closed your eyes as he kissed your forehead while wrapping you up closer in his embrace.

"I want you as many times as you'll let me have you...", Law whispered, "I want you always... "

In total you lost count of how many orgasms after 5, but you knew there were many more. Weeks later you and Law were in Dressrosa. The pair of you had barely survived the ordeal. It had been the biggest obstacle in all the years you had known each other. It almost tore you apart, but it brought you closer together than ever before especially since you learned you were pregnant. You'd never seen Law so openly happy before until he found out you followed him to Wano... how he could kill you right now.

#Spotify #one piece #traflagar law x reader #trafalgar law #traffy

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oh-three · 6 months

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Loki S2E4:

Oooh, maybe Victor Timely is the guy who pruned Loki in episode one. Or, maybe it was his episode four self. Either way, something tells me we're about to find out.

Whoa, Miss Minutes keeps surprising me.

Also. More of Hunter Renslayer, ooh.

"See you soon" is literally this man's catchphrase.

WHOA, THAT'S A BETRAYAL. Not that I didn't expect it, but wow. Gotta say, Miss Minutes is right, though. Clearly, he didn't really do much.

Alright, let's see what Victor's gonna fuck up.

Who left this man alone after he went through the TimeDoor??

Okay, can't blame him for the crisis though. Not after last episode.

"Your words changed me" is the single most powerful phrase ever. I don't even remember this lady's name, but I like her.

O.B. and Victor complimenting each other and O.B. slowly realizing who he's talking to is the funniest thing ever. He's fanboying over him the way Casey was fanboying over him.

Also, the fact that Sylvie stuck around is pretty neat.

MOBIUS 😂

My man really does not want to go out in the suit again, and Loki's his scapegoat. They are such a married couple.

SYLVIE, STOP ADDING FUEL TO HIS REPRESSED EMOTIONS. LEAVE HIM ALONE.

Brad, what the fuck.

Hah, get called out. You're out of friends.

D-90 and B-15 just stepped into the wolves' den 👀

Not Brad grabbing his collar the same way he grabbed the straps of his uniform in episode one.

Lmao, D-90 getting told to go help Mobius- and just Mobius- watch Victor. Alone time with him oughta be awkward.

Loki defending Mobius 😭❤

"What if you are wrong to believe that this place can be any better? What if I was wrong to spare him? It would be easier to burn this place down and start from scratch." Yes, but as Loki tried to tell you, it's harder to take the difficult path- and, oftentimes, the difficult path is the right one. Nothing that's right is ever easy.

^^^^ "Trying to fix what's broken is hard."

Ahhh, I see you coming around.

Sylvie does have a point, though- it'll be dangerous letting Timely go after this.

"We are gods." drops mic

Wait, you guys didn't try the pie.

Dammit, Renslayer.

OH NO. SHE'S GOING TO KILL THEM ALL.

HOLY SHIT.

That was so horrifying wtf.

At least Brad seems to be having regrets already.

Whatever you do, DON'T LOSE HIM, D-90.

Just. This scene with D-90 and Victor. It's funny and sweet, and I love it-

WAIT, NO. BRAD, WHY.

COME BACK, D.

There's something very significant about D-90 getting pruned exactly one season after pruning Mobius, and I don't know how I feel about it.

Everything is going wrong.

And now they're gonna think Timely kill D-90. Nice.

Well, at least B-15's smart enough to know it was Renslayer.

I can't decide if Victor's a great actor or a terrible one. 😂

"There's still time." Hello, past Loki, you have no idea what our poor present folks are going through right now.

I still want to know why that phone's ringing.

Ah, so Loki literally did prune himself. This moment is like watching Harry save himself in Prisoner of Azkaban.

The look on Sylvie's face Lmao 🤣

ANSWER THE PHONE.

Bet it's Renslayer. Oh. Nvm.

CASEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING.

Miss Minutes glitching into oblivion is the most satisfying thing ever.

Okay, now that Brad's exposed, someone please prune him. He's expendable.

Oooh, the systems being offline means that magic works in the TVA. 👀

THEY ENCHANTED HIM. 😂

RAVONNA'S BEEN PRUNED.

IT ACTUALLY WORKED, AYYYY.

Okay, is Victor doing this out of the goodness of his heart or does he actually have some sinister plot? Is he about to die?

THIS IS THE SAME MUSIC THAT PLAYED BEFORE THEY FOUGHT ALIOTH LAST SEASON.

I am having a fucking blast with this.

WHOA.

FUCKING RIP.

THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING.

Thank god it wasn't Mobius or Loki.

SHIT, IT EXPODED.

AND THERE'S THE MUSIC THAT PLAYED AFTER MOBIUS GOT PRUNED.

I HATE CLIFFHANGERS. 😭

#loki spoilers #loki #loki series #mcu

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puissantveil · 7 months

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Live reaction to MK1 Story Mode, part Banquet (CW: alcohol and alcohol jokes)

Huh. Kitana's sitting at the head of her table (flanked by Johnny and Raiden, I might add) while Mileena is sitting off next to Rain. Kitana's probably the one who's fun at parties.

Regarding the food, I see...little rolls of bread, apples, a pomegranate, some sort of roasted fowl, and red wine. Wait, is Kung Lao still with the Shaolin? Buddhism forbids drinking alcohol.

WTF Kung Lao, don't just fucking tear a leg off the bird like a caveman, ask nicely. See, even Shao and Reiko are disgusted by your lack of table manners. The burp is the icing on the cake.

Kitana's cute as balls I adore her with those soft, slightly crooked lips and beautiful eyes, she's almost too cute to sexualize. Almost.

There's something super familiar about Rain's face, but I can't put my finger on it.

SHIT SHIT FUCK FUCK MILEENA NO OH GOD THE HUMANITY

It looks like some pretty gnarly reflux, but we all know what it really is

Rain stone cold does not give a fuck lol, what a great friend /s

you are not fine Mileena, you look like you're trying not to lose your shit while listening to the Klarvins* in the hah-tub

that Black-looking guy is wearing one of those little rounded caps. They're called kufi and are worn in many different parts of the African continent.

The twins are about ten thousand. Things have only been chill for one thousand. The royal house may have seen a lot more shit than I previously thought.

"My husband Jerrod believed that the future of our realms lay together" kinda like all the times you and Liu Kang lay together ayyyyyy

Kitana is actively interested in what Mama Sindel has to say. Which, tbh, is more than I can say for my parents sometimes.

"letting no secrets tear our bonds asunder" oho i see what you did there

"more that joins us than divides us" He's talking about the wine. The love of booze transcends realms.

C'mon Shao, he's trying to be nice. Don't try to undermine him.

"Earthrealmers are devoid of all-" Dammit Sindel, now we'll never know what we're missing.

"Perhaps I've enjoyed too much of this excellent wine." Nah man that's bullshit, you 100% meant what you were going to say.

Sindel is always a delight to watch. Yes, I am referring to her face and her boobs.

More fruit. Lots of apples and some passionfruit, to go with bananas and pomegranates earlier seen.

Sorcerer? You mean like Shang Tsung?

We've got a clash of ideals here: independence and integrity vs. peace and goodwill.

Excellent close-up of Sindel's disapproving face. Looks like something out of a movie, which I like.

Ending with Kitana and Mileena coming to see Sindel. I've watched this scene before and have a lot to say about it.

Sindel is so fucking good in this game, my god. Someone make a "Sindel not fucking around for x minutes and y seconds" please.

*Roger and Virginia Klarvin, played by Will Ferrell and Rachel Dratch respectively, are the subject of a series of SNL skits, wherein some poor sap has to listen to their flowery accounts of their sexcapades.

#unveiled thoughts #mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #veil reacts to mk1 #sindel #veil is an old fart

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makemeanangelpure · 1 month

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March 22, 2024- again.. I’m chicken shit to weigh because I know there’s no progress.

I have to start somewhere.

I threw up this morning because I ate again after throwing up last night, so drunk, I just ate with the full intention of purging after because I knew my partner was passed out. I’m hungry now obviously because I threw up again, and I’ve had 4 saltines, a green monster and bread and butter pickle juice. I want to eat to make the feeling go away, but I’d feel like a fatass for eating. I made them macaroni and grilled chicken from the freezer because they’re hungover today and that’s what they wanted so I scooped a ton into their bowl, and just now put the rest in a tuba-ware. I smelt it like 4 times, made myself think I didn’t want it but typing about it, thinking about it I want to go over there so bad and just eat it cold. They kept putting their hands under my shirt to warm their hands and eventually I had to say “ please don’t touch my stomach right now.” Which lets them know where my brain’s at even though I already assured them I was fine today. I know if I eat that, I’ll want to throw up again and won’t be able to, so it’ll be better to be hungry and sleep in a few hours rather than eat it, because they can eat it. Because they are off the next two days and I shouldn’t have any because it’s theirs now, I made it for them.. and I ate all the croissants this morning and purged like a moron. I feel so guilty.. I love been drawing since I cooked, trying to organize an old playlist and distract my brain, finish my monster, I tried to go over and kiss them while I was cooking and be affectionate.. but I’ve been very introverted today since they’ve been home.. they said they missed me and I got slightly annoyed because I’ve literally been over here for an hour just doing my thing- one night we haven’t watched something on tv together and suddenly you need attention when you said if I need time, I need time.. I don’t know and I put away my stuff like I was gonna go sit with them and stop drawing and now she’s asleep. Which they need to be to rest from the hangover.. god dammit I still want to eat it. Kill me I hate the way the saliva builds in my mouth.. I hate being a binger.. it’s being weak. It’s being fucking weak.. and tomorrow we’re supposed to go to this cafe with board games and I already don’t really want to go because I want to wear clothes but I don’t look the way i want in them and over half my closet doesn’t fit.. I can’t wear bras or panties or skirts or shorts or certain shirts without being reminded of how fat I got. They want to invite friends and I said no so fast because 5 years later and I’m still not seeing my friends because I’m trying to lose a crazy amount of weight first. And I keep thinking I should just eat today to give myself something to go off of.. start tomorrow.. I’ll have coffee.. I WONT order anything to eat at the cafe.. I can’t I don’t have money.. I’ll appreciate a coffee.. that’s what I get.. FUCK AM I EATING IT..

I ate it.. I hate it.. half way I wanted to be done but I’d put Cajun and pepper all over it and they eat it if I do that . So I also ate all of the lemon bread they got me and left one so they can have it.. and of course I’m full and feel sick and gross and horrible and god bad shivers.. so nervous the whole time they’re gonna wake up on the couch and they just did for a second while I’m eating bread..

I’ll get something tomorrow that keeps me under 42 for the day.. and for dinner I’ll have 2 cucumber slices and plain tea. Fuck.. it’s so hard to pick something a cappuccino or a latte are both gonna be about 100-150 as well as a cold brew.. I could just have a cup black and bring my own zero sugar sweetener and have pumpkin flavour like that.. might do that.. then I could have milk in my tea or something or maybe there’s creamer singles I can grab in there hell I don’t know.. anyway fasts started wooo

Staying under 50 cal I’m sitting for 44 hours should be easy especially with these first two days being 42’s.. and I can do it.. I’d rather drink slightly more bitter coffee and keep under my limit than have foam and OR OR OR I could do my fix it fast out of order and do a 442 tomorrow

ALRIGHT and I work 4 days coming up,, so in accordance hereS how it’ll be ( moons for work days )

Sat: 442

Sun: 742

🌙Mon: 42

🌙Tues: 42

🌙Wed:42

Thurs: 742

Fri: 742

🌙Sat: 42

Sun: 742:

Mon: 42

Tues: 42

Wed: 42

Okay after next Sunday I don’t know yet if I work on mon or Tuesday but either way it doesn’t matter cause work days would be 42 and ITS PERFECT TO END THE fix it fast because will be burning so much fat on 4 days at 42 cal.. ughhahahahajaajaj

Okay okay.. this will be good.. tomorrow rises a skinny bitch and soon my body will show for it.. especially after this.. I don’t know.. guess it makes sense to try and aim for losing 7 pounds soo assuming I’m 113, goal is 106 on April 4. 113 is probably where I’m at since after purging I’m weight 115 ish.. and a day or two of fasting would put me at a more accurate 113.. alright 106 in 12 days. And 12 is soul’s number… it’s PERFECT. I’m doing closing shifts so that’s perfect too. I work right through dinner, and I can come come and make it a ritual to have green tea or the peppermint one.. I’ll write down my stretches and mini workouts to do.. maybe on my off days I’ll wake up steadily earlier and earlier.. and go on morning walks for 42 minutes.. ah I’m excited! This will be good. I can do this.

Oh my god I estimated and by his birthday June first by keeping all this up and togther I’ll be 93.. 1 pound below my old low weight.. after all this time.. and for his birthday! PROGRESS progress and by my birthday I’ll be 87 a pound under my old UGW before it dropped to 84 and 84 I’ll hit a week before July ends!.. I’ll be getting so skinny through spring.. and spend the beginning of summer, going from 89-84 pounds.. good god.. I have to do it. I don’t care. I don’t care. I’m ready to be toned and strong again. I’ll put in the work on my own to strengthen my core, and being consistent with work will help with that too. I’m going to be able to pay for things and make it everyday without b/p because I’m above that. I’m an Angel, I’m going to make my partner the best death weapon.. 3 months and a half we’ll have victory. I have to be strong, pure and sound, if we’re going to be the best we can be. By example it’ll inspire soul to work harder too. Match wavelengths. My hair will be back longer again too.. by end July it should be back down to my collarbone.. which means my hair should be long enough for pigtails again! I’ve missed them so much!

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