#hello terror fans. have a silly
Text
and then he didnt
#hello terror fans. have a silly#the terror#the terror 2018#the terror amc#the heron giveth#uhhhhh. what do people. tag#harry goodsir#james fitzjames#silna#lady silence#ummmmm#uh um uhm. is that it#anyways! im normal about this show <- visibly twitching#everybody lets play a game of GUESS OPS FAVORITE CHARACTER while i post this after 849328479832 goodsilna posts in a row. hard mode#i think about james' gay little coat all the time why is he wearingthat. the fucking cape#hes very crudely drawn but i think everybody will understand what im going for. his little outfit is so funny#anhywhays there will be more of these. many more. im not stopping now
251 notes
·
View notes
Note
Hi!!! I saw your requests are open! May I request some dating hcs for Macaque and Sun Wukong??
Please and thank you! I hope you are having an excellent day /night! ^^
Dating hcs for Macaque and Sun Wukong
Hello!! Hope this fits your tastes, have a good day/night as well!!
Macaque
God, look at this damn emo
Ngl, even to this day, he's still bewildered how he managed to bag YOU of all people /pos
He doesn't really believe in love, at first. He was mostly focused on his revenge against Wukong, so he didn't really have time for relationships and all that
And then you strutted in his life and he's all 😳
LOTS of teasing and flirting. This smooth bitch will never ever run out of things to say about you
Throws in some compliments here and there, but he mostly lets his actions speak for him. Like how he carries you to your bed whenever you get tired and fall asleep somewhere uncomfy, or how he leaves some things for you with a cute little note whenever he leaves
Very big on Gift Giving and Words of Affirmation
They may or may not be stolen, but you appreciate the thought
He shows you mini shadow plays on a lot of stuff, either of his adventures on trying to get revenge on Wukong or some myths in chinese mythology
He does that little thing where he makes shadow puppets with his own hands and teaches you how to do it
You guys make silly plays together with that, and Mac has a ton of fun messing with you
Not a big fan of physical affection in the beginning, so take it slow with him
Like, give him some shoulder pats or snuggling into his side before the cuddles
You know, start small
He'll tense up whenever you do try physical affection, but he assures you he's fine
He gets more used to it as time goes on and eventually melts into your touch
Cue the touch starved Macaque
Mans will full on flop onto your lap expecting attention or cuddles or whatever
He will not let you go until you comply, the bastard is holding you hostage
Giggles or laughs whenever you just give up and return his love because he knows he got you
He lends you his scarf once or twice, but be careful because I don't think he ever washes his clothes
Steals your shower products and uses it himself. You once caught him using your face masks and he convinced you to join him
Frequent night terrors, please hold him close and whisper some reassuring words when this happens
Whenever you get nightmares, he's immediately by your side and comforting you. Whispers to you how you're okay and keeps on talking because he knows you like his voice
Speaking of...
he LOVES hearing your voice. He keeps telling you that he hears all the sounds in the world, but nothing can compare to how you sound like <33
He gets insecure sometimes, thinking that eventually you'll leave him (either by your own choice or if death gets you) and gets a crisis
He always ends up going to your place and silently cuddling you
He'll mumble for permission first or just straight up appear right next to you and wrap you in his arms
He barely speaks when this happens, he just wants to be in your presence to assure himself that you aren't going anytime soon
All in all, this man needs lots of love!! And he'll return those affections tenfold!!
Sun Wukong
Celebrity boyfriend who?
This guy is hell of a lot more bolder than Mac, that's for sure
He's also louder. Like he'll full on go "Y/n!!!!" whenever you come visit him in the mountain and charge at you for a hug
Big tease. Always goes "You know you love me, Y/n~" whenever you playfully get mad at him
Please, god, introduce him to hygiene. This stinky ass monkey has no concept of showers. Hose him down if you have to /j
Subtly shows off in front of you. If you (somehow) had no idea about his adventures, he uses it as an opportunity to show off how strong and cool he is
He'll do this by helping you with a lot of things using his powers
Oh you need to carry something heavy? Don't worry, your boyfriend the Monkey King's got that handled!
Gotta go somewhere quick? Pfft, don't sweat it, he could give you a ride on his cloud!
Need help cleaning your house? Clones are already there to help out!
Always somehow touching you. Either his tail is wrapped around your ankle or if your pinkies are linked, he's always somehow holding you
He is also touch starved, if you can't tell- /lh
He LOVES coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your torso in a hug. It spooks you sometimes and he chuckles as he buries his face into your shoulder
It's already kind of obvious, but he's big on Acts of Service and Physical Affection
He turns into a multitude of animals whenever you go out in public. He once transformed himself into a mouse and napped in your pocket while you did grocery shopping
Get used to having this man sleep on top of you. You are literally his own personal pillow. Grips onto you like a koala in bed
The baby monkeys love having you around!! Sometimes you play with them and Wukong always has to stop himself from melting because he thinks you're so cute
Bridal carries you a lot. He fucking loves carrying you.
If you ever mention that you need to get carried somewhere he'd go "SAY LESS"
He just loves holding you close that way
Shows you the best spots on his mountain to chill together. He once prepared a picnic for you guys on one of the mountain peaks to watch the sunset
He always sneaks in little compliments whenever you guys talk. Things like "Good job!" or "You did great!" whenever you do something
Actually gives out great advice?? It makes sense, since he's like, immortal but he sometimes gives you a piece of really wise advice and you get shocked
"See, I can be wise if I want to be!"
"Yeah... It's still surprising though"
"Hey!"
It's all in good fun though!
He probably picked up a lot of hobbies, so he'll try to teach you some stuff he once was into
He'll be super proud of what you make, regardless of the result
"What, no, what are you talking about? This looks great! We should put in somewhere in your house."
He doesn't say it much, but he would literally do anything for you. He's definitely a keeper!
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Hope you liked it! I'm still trying to get a hang of Macaque, but SWK was fairly easy to write!!
#lmk x reader#macaque x reader#lmk macaque#lego macaque#sun wukong x reader#lego monkie kid sun wukong x reader#lego monkie kid macaque x reader#lego sun wukong#lego monkie king#monkey king x reader#monkie kid x reader#monkie kid#duckiswriting
354 notes
·
View notes
Note
Hey! I was wondering if you had any sugar daddy crowley and sugar baby aziraphale fics? I've been dying to find fics like that.
Thanks :)
Hello dear! We have recced some previously here and we have a #sugar dady au tag.
Some more recs:
Just Like Heaven by AngeliqueTombee [E], WIP
Aziraphale Fell finds himself foisted upon a new dorm mate at University who has a notorious history of making said roommates disappear. Whether it's his loud music, need for dark, or overall sarcastic nature, Crowley always manages to run them off before they become an issue.
But...this one seems different. His wit is sharp, and his knives aren't far behind. He may seem like an old silly, but this one may just be the wake-up call Crowley - and his motley band of ne'er-do-wells - needs.
Growing Pains by OceanLace [E]
Crowley is once again without a Nanny for his twin terrors and is at his wit's end. His so called friend Tracey seems to have a solution for him, but is she hoping that this new Nanny will become more? Of course she is! And it's a Good Omens fan fic so love will abound!
Mutual Benefits by Phoenix_Soar [E]
After losing contact with an old friend he'd always carried a torch for, successful businessman Anthony Crowley is ecstatic to reconnect with Aziraphale Fell after ten years.
But the day he finds Aziraphale amidst the ruins of a burnt down bookshop and offers to fund its rebuilding, he doesn't know his friend also has something he'd like to give Crowley...
OR: Sugar Daddy Crowley rails Aziraphale after a hard day
i like my sugar sweet by Sway [E]
Azira prepares the tea to Crowley’s liking. After she’s handed over the cup, she sits down at the desk and crosses her legs, giving a little glimpse of her stockinged foot. “Now… I take it you are looking for a companion?”
Crowley is looking for a plus one for a boring work thing.
Azira needs to finance her antique books somehow...
~Mod N
#good omens#ineffable husbands#crowley#aziraphale#human au#sugar daddy au#sugar daddy crowley#sugar baby aziraphale#mod n#adult omens
67 notes
·
View notes
Note
HELLO. IT IS I, THE (insane) NORMAL KENMOCHI FAN moot.
did you like my kenmochi essay i sent a long time ago? i sure hope u enjoyed it.
I have come to rain terror over the domain of tumblr
here is a poem i wrote about kenmochi touya. please enjoy.
title ; kenmochi touya
kenmochi toya
he is the man of all time
see im not a poet but im gonna try to make this shit rhyme
im going to pulverize kenmochi like how i squeeze my limes
(or any citrus, in fact. does not matter. i think kenmochi's more of a lemon than a lime. but lime does suit his eyes though!)
kenmochi touya
he is sharp
do you think if i multiplied and stretched him out enough, i can play him like a harp?
he wouldn't play the harp, he'd probably much rather feed some carp.
kenmochi touya
he is my oshi
i think hes a silly guy, i suppose you must agree, sì.
thank you and goodbye! (star-jumps away)
-👾
This is beautiful moot, truly the most poem of all time. I thoroughly enjoyed it, here's a gift from my twt. Dumpling toya
2 notes
·
View notes
Note
For the autumn asks: 2, 4, 10, 17 for Jess; 7, 14, 20, 22 for Jenna :)
HELLO look who's finally getting around to these too:') thank you for sending!!!
2. Do they have any unusual collections or items in their home?
nothing particularly unusual. probably the most notable collection is the thrift store find cheesy graphic tees, which are more quirky I’m Weird I’m A Weirdo I Don’t Fit In weird than genuinely strange. she also collects things she picks up on hikes to scrapbook, which can veer into the mildly odd on occasion (for as much shit as she gives john, she might herself own a non zero amount of antlers herself at a given time, alright?) but usually nothing too odd. ( shed snake skins aren’t weird that’s completely different from — ) besides, her equally Indie Movie Love Interest habit of throwing her little scrapbooks and treasure boxes away every few months (she’s so cool she never gets Attached to Anything) means they never get the chance to develop into a real collection anyways, let alone for any of her more unusual finds to dominate enough to raise red flags.
4. Do they like horror as a genre?
answered here!
10. If they had to become a supernatural creature (a werewolf, a vampire, etc.), what would they pick?
answered here!
17. What do they think about pranks?
definitely a fan. although some could be described less as “pranks” and more as “actually ruining everyone’s evening and terrorizing the general population.” joker behavior.
7. Do they like corn mazes, hay rides, or apple picking, or any other autumn activities?
she does! jenna likes spending time in nature and people watching in equal amounts, so outdoorsy fall outings are a huge draw for her. apple picking would probably be her favorite: plenty of opportunity to stroll around freely with her own company while also getting to observe the crowds, and she gets to take the apples home for baking later! (they get mad when she nabs an ear from the corn maze. social constructs are so silly.)
14. What’s their favorite type of pie?
another hard pick given jenna is particularly dessert oriented in her food choices, but she’s especially fond of any kind of fruit pie. all the more so if she can use fruits from her own garden. for fall, a classic apple pie is a definite favorite! (who is going to use all those damn apples in the collapse? jenna that’s who. guess what’s for dinner tonight everyone: apple pie. and tomorrow, maple pecan apple pie. and the next day, dutch apple pie, then vanilla custard apple pie, then gingerbread crust apple pie, then — )
20. What family traditions do they remember from their childhood?
jenna’s family didn’t have many “fun autumn traditions,” her parents tended to be so overbearing and focused on jenna’s academic success that they didn’t leave a lot of time for fun for fun’s sake in her childhood. she does have fond memories of making treats for the school bake sale with her mother and sister, though.
22. If they had a familiar, what type of animal would it be?
a little lab rat! (a cute one, not the horrifying overgrown beasts mentioned in my previous answer about what would pull her chariot through hell.)
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
A plant boy in space
Synopsis: Later down the line, when Jason is a recognized vigilante of Gotham, he gets a membership in the JLA. The meeting with new heroes doesn’t necessarily go well.
We really don’t use enough the fact Superman’s first choice of a hero for his son to turn to if he is missing is Nightwing. or how much everyone in the Titans, which means many powerful and well-recognized heroes, is ready to follow his orders. And I heard there is a story where he just has to ask for every hero to go inside another dimension, without explanation???!? Like, Dick can basically get anything he wants, at this point? He is THE leader of the super community! Why isn't this more often seen in fanfic? (Or maybe I just didn't read the good stuff. Recommendations welcomed)
This idea for this chapter came to me when writing chapter 1, about a meta Jason's encounters with the rest of the superhero community. There are plenty of stories not yet written that happened between "an apprentice flower boy" and this. But don't worry, nothing is really needed to know.
-
It was Dick who proposed that Jason join the JLA.
“It's this week that the annual selection for new members is happening. I have quite a lot of say-so in the hero community. Don’t worry, Jayman. They probably won’t even ask for precisions about you if I ask if you can join.”
Jason, reading The American Gardener, laughed and answered: “Right, Dickie-Bird. Your opinion is definitively over the bick scary bat’s in terms of importance in the eyes of Superman, The Flash or Martian Manhunter. Can you get me the autograph of Wonder Woman too?” You know. As a jest.
Too busy reading about petunias, he didn’t notice Tim and Damian's worried looks, nor did he care much about Bruce’s growl. “Jason.”
“What? Let your golden child have his fun!”
Because Bruce followed Dick who suddenly had a call to pass, Jason focused again on his reading.
Bad idea.
The following day, Jason was gifted with an actual, mother-of-all-that’s-holy autograph from Diana Prince “For Jason. Heard you’re one of my longest-running fans. I asked Etta. You wrote quite a few letters to the Holiday Girls. WW”
The teasing Dick was giving him and the outrage of Damian for him playing favorites with another hero than their father was totally worth it.
What was harder to swallow was the hologram of Superman.
“Hello, Red Hood. We received quite a generous amount of praise and demands for you to join the Justice League. We are thrilled to announce to you that, of the eight people with voting power, seven accepted you. We would like for you to join the JLA as soon as possible to get an identification code. Thank you very much.”
Jason turns towards the awkward dark knight in a corner, who seems to be looking at anything but the main event. “Do NOT tell me if you voted for or against me. I don’t know which one I would prefer or dislike the most.” Despite the cowl, it’s easy to tell the protector of Gotham is sweating.
Tim is looking at him with a look of pure terror. Jason’s brain is having too much info thrown at him at the same time, so it takes a distraction.
“Is that my tea in your mug?”
Tim knows when to pick up his fight and runs. Dick grabs Jason by the shoulder. “As the one who asked for you to join, I think you can go with me, Jace. So, grab your suit. Try to keep your guns hidden, though. To be nice.”
Jason is so baffled by the idea Dick of all people can just push a minor, murderous vigilante on the JLA with no problem to disagree. Were he in full mental capacity, he would be picking the most obvious weapons he has.
But he is baffled at the idea of joining the biggest team of heroes on the planet, so he puts on a good suit. "You look silly, hood." Well, he decided to keep the full mask. He definitely would look better if it was the glasses/lower half mask combo he had when he tried to take over the penguin's empire. But… He got nothing.
He should have tried to find that outfit again, even if it would be a bit scary. He also decided to bring one of his leather jackets. But the odd contrast between the blue tie and the brown leather, plus the fact it's actually fairly warm on this space station, means it's now resting on his left shoulder.
Jason was part for a short time of the titans way back before Ethiopia, and followed the batman on JL-related missions as Robin, but. Ehhhhhh.
He is really at a loss for words with dickie-bird's latest stunt. And there are so many people here. Cybords, metahumans, "normal" vigilante folks, aliens, a true who's who of the important heroes. Plastic Man is talking to Black Lightning while Elongated Man is busy showing off to Vixen and Killer Frost. Wait. Isn't he dead?
Dick is too used to meeting many heroes from everywhere and walks somewhere else while leaving Jason alone, stunned.
Too scared of going somewhere he isn't supposed to, Jason stays dumbly in a corner, trying to look for someone who might have heard of him.
Suddenly, a lantern notices him and fly in his direction. She has papers in her hands, so he hopes she can help him.
"Hey, I'm Jessica! I'm one of the lanterns of sector 2814. You mustn't be around a lot for me to never have seen you. That's great, actually! I did a paper to fill in for more unknown heroes, here! You aren't forced to write anything if you want." She hands over the convoluted list. Everything besides "hero name" and "powers" are optional to fill, but you have everything from city to relationship status to pronouns to planet of origin and even a paragraph to talk about your nemesis.
"Do you… have a pen?"
"OH! Sure! Here!"
As Jason is contemplating the [questionnaire] like it's the most terrifying thing ever, his batfamily brain looking over each word and doing [dissertations] over what to answer and how truthful being, shouts when the bat's voice rings in his ears.
"Hood, what are you doing? Where is Nightwing? Do you need me to show you where the meeting will be?"
Given how worried Bruce's voice sounds, Jason reaches for his com-link, but turning his head makes him realize the bat is there, looking like he is trying to calm a feral beast or reassure a crying child. He's the one most likely to cry.
Behind Damian the gremlin, of course.
The lantern doesn't seem surprised Bats knows what his name is. Paranoïa aside, He does have one of the more impressive files on every hero around, and would know everyone allowed to go on the watchtower satellite.
"Oh, so Hood is one of the new members you guys are picking? For him to actually be brought onboard days before the end of the selection, he must really be impressive. Well, I'm leaving you two. Don't worry, Hood. You can keep the paper and the pen. Fill what you want later but don't forget to give me back the final form!"
"The… The full name is Red Hood." Jason mumbles weekly.
Bruce quickly looks over Jason's suit, smooths an invisible wrinkle, and then moves fast, checking regularly if his son is still following.
Jason hears him whisper.
"Never should have trusted Nightwing to not get distracted… Hope the others won't be annoyed if we're late…."
He turns towards him and speaks louder. "You've got it, Hood. Don't worry." Well, see bat-mom is the more worried one. Seeing the poorly-disguised affection does help Jason feel better.
When they arrive in a more solitary corridor, Nightwing is clasping his hands.
"Sorry, little wing! I didn't notice you weren't there anymore!" Batman starts running past him. "No time. Meeting begins in 10 minutes!"
"Half the others aren't there yet, B!" Jason doesn't care and sprints too. Bruce slams a door open.
"Sorry we're late!"
Red Hood takes a look. Around a half-circle, Wonder Woman, Superman and Captain Marvel look shocked.
Sups is the first one to speak up. "You… aren't. Late. I mean. You okay, Bat? You usually hide your feelings better."
Since Jason forced Bruce to confront his affection cravings, he does show them more, The Red Hood thinks. Maybe he still hides what he has in mind from his colleagues?
Barry Allen shows up, bringing Cyborg and Aquaman with him. "Great, we're just waiting for John, then!" The speedster happily claps.
The Martian Manhunter's name is JOHN?!? What?
The manhunters enter the room by phasing through the wall. He shows very little surprise. "We can start. Really, it is just formalities."
Jason can't hide the surprise in his voice. "Really, I'm just getting a membership? I was thinking about how to give a good impression. I find it hard to believe the biggest heroes would want me." He was trying to think about arguing his approval, but he wasn't sure if it was to prove himself or contest.
"And that lantern chick said the trials didn't end." Jason looks at his hands, glad his mask allows him to pretend he is looking straight. "I-I'm s-s-sure there are more deserving heroes. I'm not sure how y-you ever heard of me."
The martian speaks. "Don't worry, red. I read some of your thoughts as I entered. You seem like the type of heroic figure the JLA represents." Jason would beg to differ, but he is too overwhelmed by the kind words.
"Anyway!" Captain Marvel said, "How about we explain to our new colleagues what's expected from him?"
Right. He is a child in a man's body, according to Bruce's notes. Not the best type to hold a meeting between superpowered beings. Get bored easily.
Batman flops on his seat with a movement of the cape to not sit on it. Given the round stools they have here, he looks out of place and ridiculous.
Wonder Woman is the next to speak, holding a card with a picture of his hero self on it. Where did they get that? Does she know Red Hood is that Jason Todd fan?
It's hard not sweating when you have the world's mightiest heroes -and Batman- in front of you, all their eyes on them.
She, uncaring or oblivious to Jason's freak-out, states: "Red Hood, you are bestowed one of the mightiest awards a crime-fighter can receive. Starting today, you are a famed member of the League of Justice. You are now protecting Gaia and all her citizens. We expect you to always be ready to help if we ask for your assistance." She gives a reassuring smile.
"Anyhow, here is what you gain access to, as a new member."
Jason's brain suddenly catches something. Did Dick tell them he wanted to join?!!? The PRICK!!!
-
Once the "ceremony" is done, Jason is eating with other heroes. Of course, every member of the family that has watchtower access is here. Kyle Rayner decided to make him a party hat. The glowing green thing is silly. Thankfully, this is exactly what Jason needed to not crumble under the weight of his impostor complex.
He looks like the clown he is feeling he is. Bruce is making soft circles on his back to calm him.
Superman, sitting in front of them, has a smile that spells doom.
"So," he innocently asks "Hood. I was wondering when Nightwing proposed a guy from, I quote, 'around Gotham' as a new member. So I took a quick peek under that hood. And of course, there is how Bat is acting towards you. Are you a former Robin?"
Jason, who is drinking his meal thanks to the new open hole in his helmet, almost spit it.
Bruce seems ready to lie, but Red Hood blurts "y-yeah" too fast.
The flash laughs. "Man, usually they are resisting a lot more!" He hit his knees. "Did your brothers force you? I have a hard time seeing a Robin wanting to join the JLa."
Wonder Woman is offended. "How could you be the only one to vote against his inclusion?!? He is your son!" She then looks horrified. "Oh no! Hood, you didn't have to join if you felt forced! The JLA is a great honor, but we won't force anyone to join!"
Jason tries to calm his idol. "NO! Don't worry! I wasn't forced or anything. I didn't expect to get on your radar and I'm afraid it's only because Nightwing and maybe others asked for me that I am present, but I'm glad to be on the team!"
The demi-goddesses show relief on her face. Jason makes a side-glance at Bruce. So he is indeed the one who didn't want him on the team. Was it because he knew Jason wasn't asking to join or didn't look ready to play with the big boys and girls? Issues regarding his willingness to kill? Shame? Fear of looking biased towards one of his boys?
Unaware of his internal struggle and the still at times shaky family dynamic, the heroes are having fun. Dick's flash, how do they refer to one another without using names, Jason wants to know, asks:
"Oh come on! He has so many teen sidekicks! Come on, 'wing, tell me who's the favorite child!"
Damian answers immediately. "Me".
Dick has a much different answer. "Red Robin."
Tim gags. "Hell no! It's either you or Hood!"
Jason gives his opinion. "I say the OG robin." He can distinctly hear several "And who's that supposed to be!?" In the background. Poh. Amateurs.
Barbara plays it coy. "It might just be me…"
Bruce slams his hands on the table. When did he get on the other side of the table? He looks at all of them. "The second batgirl."
Barbara and Dick are too shocked to speak, their mouths big enough you could fit two grenades in each. Damian is horrified he isn't the favorite. Jason is more confused by the title.
"Black Bat?" Dick comes to his senses. "I think it's Orphan.", Dickbird retorts. Tim shakes his head. The guy didn't even look shocked at all. "No, she went back to batgirl, I think. Maybe the Spoiler should take another mantle? Batwoman is taken, there are two other active Batgirls, spitfire is around, guys, do you have any ideas? It's getting kind of lame she didn't change her title in a permanent way."
Dami's unimpressed. "Say the guy who kept Robin in his title." I nod. "Still better than Drake." Everyone who knows shivers.
The two superboys look at each of the bats. "Who's she?" They ask in unisson. Damian is annoyed. "You don't meet her or you're going to find her more cool than le and betray me like father." I pat his hair. "Learn to share, little bird."
The punk says: "The hot mute chinese chick? Cas-" Bruce looks murderous and Sup's little brother shut up. Red Robin and Oracle whisper at the same time. "They dated for a very brief moment!"
Dick murmurs: "Didn't Tim and him also-"
Impostor shouts. "What? No! Well, there was that one-"
Punktonian shushes him. "Superhumans, remember? We hear you guys' words like you're shouting them. And we swore to never speak of it again, Rob!"
"I don't want to know about my siblings' love life!" Who shouted? Was it Jason himself?
Given the stares he was receiving, maybe.
To distract himself, he starts to fill the form Jessica gave him.
Babs signs under the table. “S-T-E-P-H back bat-girl. Talk together.” Ouch. Tim looks mortified.
Suddenly, Tim's speedster, and why was Jason the only Robin without a speedster friend, shows up. "HyeTimnicetomeettyou!Howareyou?I'mfine!" Then he sees Jason. "Whyishehere!!!!Hetriedtokillyou!"
Gasps all around the table. Timothy's reaction is to point to Damian and says: "He attempted murder too!" Classy, Tim. That actually makes it worse. Jason groans mentally.
The not-so-tiny-Superboy is alarmed. “Da-Robin!”
“I was young and wanted to prove myself!”
“By murdering another hero???” It’s as blatant as with Captain Marvel that this “man” is a child in an adult’s body. Why do they live such a life? Why does everyone try to recruit kids into danger?
Jason simply states. “I died once. Made me grumpy when I came back to life. My apologies. Now, I only kill some villains.” That silences everyone.
Swamp Thing comes around. Jason blinks to make sure of what he is seeing. “Alec? What are you doing here?”
The representative of The Green smiles. “Well, I am a member of Justice League Dark. Like you, I presume?” Bruce scoffs. “He doesn’t have magic.”
Hammond laughs. “Really? Now, I would need to know where your son learned enough about the All-Caste and the All-Blades to mimic the blades perfectly and how he mimicked summoning them from his blood.”
Jason jumps on him as Bruce, Dick and all the rest are asking questions of concern.
-
What other heroes think Batman is like: A figure of stoicness, followed by a series of almost cultist-like in their obedience, hyper-competent and almost inhumans beings of perfection.
What Bruce actually is: A tired emo dad crying on the inside as his childrens bite him to escape his protective arms and go fight crime.
And now I have the image of a poor bat in a corner, surrounded by cats in tiny costumes meowing, swearing violence against the people who made their dad sad.
#blooming red#my writing#jason todd#justice league#batfamily#dick grayson#red hood#nightwing#batman#not tagging everyone. Dear lord#Wonder woman
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
okay HELLOOOOO SBZ FANS I FINISHED THE GAME!! below the cut they go, pretty long and just rambles lol
- alan is SOOO FUCKING CUTEEEE BUT ESPECIALLY IN THE END HELLO???????
- I LOVE HOW HE STANDS HE’S JUST SO EXPRESSIVE WITH EVERYTHING
- anyway so i took a shit ton of screenshots but the game deleted my save files before i could export them so i’ll have to either replay the ending or go on youtube but i don’t wanna do either of those now. but that sorta ruined my mood with the ending so thank u unknown worlds for designing ur game like that 🙏🙏
- so anyway. you know how they’re making subnautica 3 right. did you notice in the ending that there’s a fucking???? architect city?????? LITERALLY THERE COULD BE A CITY FULL OF ALANS IN SUBNAUTICA 3
- as for the game itself. it was ight!! it was like ten ish hours shorter than subnautica but maybe that was just me being insanely impatient and googling all the coords out of frustration lmfao
- i give it a 7.5/10!! a ton of the credit goes to the stupid kickable brit and the absolute gilf but everything else was pretty okay!! characters aside, it really wasn’t as scary or as like. immersive as subnautica imo? someone pointed this out on the subreddit and i totally agree but having the seatruck being the only vehicle you need made the deeper parts feel way safer, which sorta just made all the scary parts jumpscares rather than actual terror which i did not love
- now i don’t know if i’m like a total idiot or not with this point but this game felt very. unguided. like once you find alan it’s just a free for all and you have to either wait for him to tell you hey here’s a thing that doesn’t help you at all OR you just wander around aimlessly until you stumble upon something. to be honest though, i started subnautica maybe three ish years ago and i genuinely have no memory of it. i have no idea if i watched a playthrough and knew everything first or went in blind so maybe that’s how the first game is too and i’m just an idiot lmfao, but i googled the coords for everything like i said, and speaking of which tonight’s playthrough should have been way shorter except that i literally could not find the fabricator base or the gate so *shrug*
- this is a minor note that i thought was goofy but my dumb ass did not find outpost zero until i was looking for the gate and i fucking. entered the base and alan started talking to me even though he was already out of my body LMFAO (either the devs did not find this plothole or they did and didn’t think anyone was dumb enough to find it)
- umm what else. i could go on and on about alan and marguerit but i will not bc that’s a post on its own
- hot take: should have been deeper
- thank u unknown worlds for putting my funny youtuber songs into the game love you sm
- the music fucks so hard
- OH i wish the biomes were more significant because a ton of them are SO COOL but i literally only entered them like once for one thing so i do wish there was more diversity with where the story progressed (however i also like how they kept the same subnautica style with how it progresses, as in there’s more the deeper it gets, i just wish the biomes were more diverse with that i guess)
- EDITING THIS BC I FORGOT TO WRITE THIS DOWN!! i LOVEE alan’s character progression throughout the game!! at the start, he’s mostly just confused with robin’s discomfort and he doesn’t really wanna get involved with anything other than his body, but as the game goes on he asks robin questions about humans and he learns stuff like sarcasm and hope and he states his feelings more clearly and i just ;;;;;; melts and sobs and collapses he’s so fucking cute i’m crying
- IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAY AND I’LL PROBABLY EDIT THIS LATER BUT YEAH!! MY INCREDIBLE TAKES!!
- next i post about this game will either be if i feel like grabbing and uploading my screenshots OR if i draw a silly little alan and robin drawing heehee
7 notes
·
View notes
Note
Hello again :)
In response to my last ask:
Sounds like you've got a lot going on! I hope you're able to get a wheelchair soon and that it makes life easier/more comfortable for you 💜 It can be tough to make the healthy choices for your life but I'm super proud of you for doing so! So awesome you found a psych that works with you!!! What've you been reading lately?
No longer in response to last ask lol:
Getting sober is a journey and one aspect of it that I don't see talked about a lot is that, like all healing, it's not linear. There will be up's and downs, you may relapse (I know I have before) and you may have dark days but every day that you choose to maintain it is a win! yeah the big numbers of collective days are important and impressive but so are the little numbers cause they show that even tho it's hard for you you're still making that effort and you're still trying. A trick/tip that I learned about is the purple elephant trick, basically it means that while you're trying to get sober you'll probs here a lof about the thing you're trying to quit and that can cause you to relapse/give up so the trick is to find the purple elephant, ie smthn that you can do instead of the thing you're avoiding. So if you're itching for a "fix" you can redirect the desire/energy and do smthn like say woodworking or embroidery, smthn that takes your mental focus and uses your hands (it's hard to drink/do drugs/whtvr if you're hands are full of project ya know lol). it's a recovery tactic that a lot of people I know have used successfully and the fun thing about it is that the more you do it the easier it becomes 💜
I'm sorry to hear (read lol) that you and your parents got covid! I actually learned that my gma and parents both just got it as well. I'm hoping for your speedy and complication free recovery. Related, what kind of hard candies do you like? I'm a huge fan of butterscotch and life saver mints (specifically life saver cause I like the texture of them lol)
Hope you have a gentle day and get to eat smthn you love soon 💜 I send virtual hugs (if you like being hugged that is)
- 🌑
gods yeah, it's been a very hectic few months adhgdhg but ! wheelchair clinic in 16 days; hoping i get decent insurance coverage and don't have to wait too long for my chair!
current books i'm working on: The Terror by Dan Simmons (it's been Months and i'm less than halfway), The Center Cannot Hold by Elyn Saks, and going to start either The Book of Lies by Aleister Crowley or the Delphic Maxims when they get here in a couple days :D
AHH thank you so much, it means a lot to hear that kind of support rn, esp from folks who are dealing with substance use too <3 distractions that are things i enjoy doing are def very good yes! been watching silly stuff mostly cause covid is making me v tired, singing when my lungs feel okay, trying to get back to acting and reading more too (esp cause our summer reading program just started)! i've been trying to start doing better things for myself and connecting with the things i love doing more this year, and honestly needing good distractions is a great excuse to be good to myself :))
i'm lucky my symptoms have been fairly minimal so far! the only thing that's making this awful is the Constant (for about 6 hours after taking it) taste of decay and ashes and dandelion that Paxlovid coats my mouth and throat with it. oof. i for real need to keep a consistent stream of hard candy and/or just food going into my mouth or a start gagging/getting nauseous to the point that. i discovered the hard way. i Will empty my stomach if i don't put an outside taste in my mouth immediately
i don't know if i'll want to eat hard candy for a bit after this adhsgjffj and i'm having trouble remembering what i actually like but i've been eating a lot of strawberry and watermelon flavored dum dums and blow pops the past few days
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
James the Killer
by Gabriel Mullen
Yet another "jeff-a-like". Another fan boy joining the frey of Jeffrey. This idea has always been silly and That Remake's usage of it was really lame (just like the rest of the remake) because of how seriously it took itself.
cw// murder, evisceration, decapitation, mention of mental illness,
Click below to read the original unedited story
Hello. My name is James Mercer. I have been following this so called Jeff the Killer everyone is talking about. I live in the asylum where he is staying. I have heard all the videos on YouTube about him. And truthfully, it fascinates me how many idiots are in this world!
Jeff the Killer is no monster. He is simply your worst nightmare, but for me. (chuckle) He’s my biggest idol. I long to be like him. I have never come face to face with him, but I would like to one day. Jeff is no fictional character made up by some random twisted fuck on a computer. Jeff is real, and he can’t be stopped. I have been labeled insane by my doctor, a “psychopath” or “sociopath” or have been diagnosed with “antisocial personality disorder” But the doctor has been taken care of. You want to know what I did to him don’t you? Well then, read this police report.
Police Report
Suspect: “Jeffrey the Killer”
Victim: Dr. Bill Wolf
All in this town know of “Jeffrey the Killer” or Jeff for short. This murder seems as if it was his doing. The detective found who he was, but he is gone know. The suspect entrails have been dragged out of the victims body and placed in a bucket by a nearby dumpster. There is blood written on the wall that says “Looks like you can’t send anyone to that mental institution now..”
More needs to be found, but by the multiple stab wounds, and bruises indicate the doing of this so called “Jeff the Killer” More will be written when more evidence is found.”
I am now writing again after a week since I had written last. I have now been face to face with Jeff the Killer. My reaction was not what he expected. He expected me to faint with terror, but instead, I greeted him and told him my name was James. He asked in a very confused voice “Why aren’t you afraid? Everyone is afraid of me!” I replied, very calm with a smile and a slight laugh “I love you! You’re my idol, why would I be afraid of you?” He asked “You don’t have what it takes to follow me, you don’t have the thirst for murder that I do!” I told him about the killing of my doctor and showed him the police report. He looked at me and punched me in the face and kicked me in the stomach. This didn’t hurt and I didn’t move much but a slight jump back to ease the push of the kick. I countered with a kick to the knee, and as he fell, a knee to the face. As blood ran down from his nose he replied in a cheerful, almost excited voice “Maybe you do have what it takes to follow me, but first, you must hunt with me to see if you are worthy…” I have written this waiting for him to call my name to leave. If I don’t mess up, I could me Jeff the Killer’s partner in murder. I hear a slight laughter, I better go.
(4 weeks later)
Let’s just say the hunt went well. I am now his partner in murder. He called me James the Killer. I have gotten my skin bleached and a cut in the form of a bloody smile. And don’t forget I burned off my eyelids. I have a black hoodie, and my eyes have been burned to a shade of red and black. My favorite colors, blood and darkness. Blood is what is inside all of us flowing through our bodies, and the ultimate nightmare fuel. Darkness is what you see when you Go to Sleep. And when you go to sleep. That’s when we’re under your bed, ready to slice your throat. That’s when you began screaming for your parents. What you don’t know is that your parents have already been murdered and sliced open. They didn’t do what we said and run. Instead they tried to kill Jeff and I. Decapitation may have been the wrong thing to do, but we don’t care. We don’t feel remorse. We will find you. We will kill you. So go ahead and try to GO TO SLEEP….
Police Report
Suspects: Jeff the Killer and James the Killer
Victims: Unknown, Riley Blaine, Unknown, Unknown, Unknown, Adam Smith, James Mercer
We have found that Jeff may have a partner, James. I guess he thinks that he can be the only James because of his killing of James Mercer. Riley Blaine, and Adam Smith were both parents, and all child suspects cannot be identified. James Mercer was 21 years old. I oddly believe that he may be James the Killer but that is only a theory.
They think I’m dead except for the writer of the report. Good thing he’s dead now. Jeff and I didn’t exactly appreciate his slip of the tongue. Jeff and I are unstoppable. We cannot be beaten, and will not rest until we are dead. This leaves me to say what you will hear tonight when you lie in bed getting ready for bed. You will hear two voices say, “GO TO SLEEP.”
1 note
·
View note
Text
Story #4
Conversation
Hello human. Come to visit me? No, you just came to the woods for fun, didn’t you? Everybody’s forgotten me already. That’s alright. Continue your journey. Forget about me.
No no no, I am not a talking tree. Well, not exactly. I live in this tree. I can’t remember much else besides that. I’ve always been here I guess. No, that doesn’t feel right. Something’s missing. I think I can try to remember.
What a kind human, wishing to help me. A spirit such as myself would love some company. I will try my best to remember and tell a good story. I am sorry if I misremember. My memories are a little jumbled.
The farthest back I can remember, I was visiting this tree. I came with someone. A friend? I’m unsure. We would play around the tree. We grew up around this tree. We were children when we found it. We would climb it.
We grew older. We grew with the tree. We were teenagers when the killer showed up in our town. We went into a lockdown, but not long after the killer was caught. I cannot remember what we called the killer. Secret Killer? The name is unimportant.
After the lockdown ended, stories popped up that this forest was haunted. It’s a little silly to think about now, us talking about ghosts and spirits. We continued to visit the tree, but we were made fun of because of this. We were called witches because we visited the haunted forest so much.
I thought it was silly, and it was, but my friend couldn’t take it anymore. The ridicule had moved past us being witches. We were made fun of for every little thing. My friend grew depressed, and eventually hung themself from this very tree. I left a part of the rope on one of the branches. I can’t remember which branch it was, sadly.
I had no friends after that. I was accused of driving my friend to suicide. Maybe I had. I am unsure. I’d visit the tree often, bringing some of my friend’s favorite foods. I often brought cantaloupe, which was what my friend’s family grew every spring. I, myself, am not a big fan of cantaloupe, but I did it for my friend.
I heard somebody talking about going into the woods at night, which was something I had never done. They asked if I wanted to come along because I seemed interested. I agreed. We only brought a compass so that we wouldn’t get lost.
It is very scary here at night. I hope you know that, human. Do not wander here when the sun sets. That’s your only warning.
We foolishly went into the woods. It was scary and dark. We had ventured much further than I ever had when our compass broke. It started spinning in all directions. This made us even more scared. We were a group of three, stuck in the woods at night. We were in a dangerous situation.
We should have brought flashlights. We were idiots. I see that now. We ran further into the woods, trying to find an exit. One of the people we were with disappeared, so it was just me and the other person. We stopped running eventually. We were trapped in a blanket of darkness. I turned away to look towards a noise, and when I turned back, the person who had wanted to come on this trip first was laying on the ground, blood pooling around their body.
Their head was twisted backwards and their mouth was agape. Their eyes were wide open and they seemed to be in pain, even if they were dead. I stepped back in fear, my back pressing against a tree, this tree, actually. The body rose into the air, multiple screams coming from it. I screamed as well, terrified. Then, everything went dark.
Here I am now, as I have been for so long. In this tree, the tree I was killed by. Maybe it was my friend who brought me to this tree, maybe it was pure luck. I am glad I died near this tree. I am.
I don’t know what killed me, sadly. Maybe some vengeful spirit. I will never know. I sleep at night to avoid the terrors. Oh, the sun is setting. I talked too long. I am sorry human, but it seems you will be spending the rest of your time here. We can talk so much longer now.
(I think this was the second story I ever wrote. This one was also from middle school times)
0 notes
Text
Ch 2
"Cassie I have a few things I didn't get done on my shift" my coworker points to a stack of papers left on the desk by our main computer. "Just some new orders and X rays."
I nod my head in a silent confirmation that I was listening. Good the voice was going to leave me alone during the day time today as well. I used to exclusively work the night shift as the night time always scared me while sleeping but sense the voice appeared I began picking up day shifts not wanting to have a crazy conversation with myself during my work hours. I admit I'm a bit of a scary cat during the night, always feeling something was out to get me, so when the voices started I felt my fears confirmed. Most night now I anxiously cower near my husband before sleep takes me.
"Now let's go count the narcotics so I can get out of here." Connie prattle on.
"Ready to get home to jeff?" I asked genuinely curious. "Ow yes you know how he can be the big baby. He can't survive without me. I have to go home and cook him a meal before I can relax." She laughs a little at her own situation. "You got lucky with your husband being a chef I'll tell you. That lemon chicken you brought us last time was spectacular. Tell him thanks again."
I took the keys to the narcotic box and smiled at her gingerly. "If I tell him thanks one more time he'll think he has to cook you a feast to keep his biggest fans praise going lol. But seriously you should come over one night and we'll do just that."
"I'd love that" she replies simply in-between firing off narcotic numbers.
With my keys in hand I set off to begin my medication round, humming joyously to myself. Today would be a good day then. "Hello Tim, marcus." I call down those long yellow halls. They great back with a simple wave of the hand and a smile on there face. Ow yes a good day and one I will spend theorizing again on my down time.
I have a list of clues and theories for my mystery speaker. All of which seem silly and uninventful but I soldier on, determined to catch him and prove the paranormal as real, and myself not being crazy.
"Cassie we have a problem over here. Someone's complaining of pain." Rachel my cna calls out. "Coming" I reply pulling myself from my own thought as I lock my cart and begin my way to my patient. "I'm already ready to head home" I mutter to myself.
"Rachel do you ever have night terrors?" The day had slowed immensely and the two workers had taken there spots at the nurses station to begin their paper work for the day. "Not particularly" she replied bored and playing on her phone.
"I've been getting these waking dreams that have been freaking me out lately. I'm afraid my anxiety is going to go through the roof if they continue." I reply. My computer screen humming as I click away the hours charting.
"Havr you tried anything for your anxiety? You know go to the doctor or just light up a good Ole joint. Cannabis helps me with my anxiety"
"Rachel! We are in the health care field!" I laugh aloud "you'll loose your job."
"Let them fire me ill get a new job in a second and then I wouldn't have to deal with our good old friend frank anymore." She smiles.
Frank is one of our biggest trouble patients. He has a habit of not only sneaking off into the female residents rooms but harassing the staff as well.
"Cannabis is a no but maybe your right maybe I should go see a doctor, but you know me I hate doctors."
'Doctors won't help you anyways' my male voice said into my mind.
My fingers fumble on the key board, dread and shock coursing through me momentarily. I gulp but continue my conversation.
"My dude, there's nothing wrong with seeing the doctor. Don't be a chicken lol. You don't get poked with a needle everytime you go."
I scowl but continue on with my work, ruffling through a few more order papers.
"Night terrors could be a sign of some repressed shit though Cass. You may need to work something out."
"Ow I'm working something out." I mutter back.
1 note
·
View note
Text
300 Followers Celebration Event
Hello Followers! I didn't mean to hold anyone in suspense. 😅 May has been a very challenging month. Thank you so much for your patience and for my 300 Followers Event I decided to reveal My Bias List!!!
I did a bias sorter every day for a few months as a way to get to know NCT so I LOVE seeing other people's lists! Please share your list(s) if you wish!!
Thank you @neosorters for the NCT Sorter, NCT 127 Sorter, NCT Dream Sorter and WayV Sorter
If you share your list(s), share as much or as little as you want! I want to write maybe a short little paragraph of how I see a fictional love story for you and your list! I'll do an example with my list at the end!
For this list:
I only allowed myself a repeat once and that was for my #1 spot (otherwise my list would be SUCH a mess). I truly can't pick between Jaemin and Hendery.
I left the 23rd member off the list because I want to remain neutral on their position as things currently stand in regards to their controversy (25 May, 2022)
my list really does change literally every day depending on what music I've been listening to, who's promo-ing, what I see online, etc. I really feel like the guys all bias wreck so often. Right now Johnny might be low on the list but some days he's in top 10 territory; Winwin enters bias wrecker terrority on the right day I can't explain it
Outside of my #1 spot. Jaemin and Hendery have been there for a while, though Jaemin's been #1 the longest
#1 spot journey: Doyoung -> + Jungwoo -> -Jungwoo + Kun -> -Doyoung (Kun Only) -> + Jaemin -> -Kun (Jaemin only) -> + Hendery
my most consistent bias wreckers are: Taeil, Jeno, Yuta, Kun, Jaehyun (honorable mentions: Jungwoo, Renjun, Winwin, Yangyang and Haechan)
I truly appreciate all the guys in one way or another; I think they're all so hard working and they are always providing so much content to the fans!
For my little love story:
She was betrothed to her first love, Doyoung. Though his friend, Taeil, often tried to woo her, Doyoung's devotion kept her committed to him. War broke out and she'd lost her love as he enlisted and she had to escape. With the aide of an ally, Kun, she falls deeply in love with him until he sacrifices himself to aide in her escape. In the heartland of a foreign nation, she finds comfort in the protection of two soldiers: Jaemin and Hendery.
I don't know if anyone will participate but please share as much or as little as you want (even if you just want to list the one member you bias I would love to know)! I love knowing other people's bias lists, what they think about the other members, and I hope a small little silly synopsis will be fun! I love to imagine short little stories for movies no one will ever make (randomly thought of a war drama for my list lol; I can do all genres so it will be random!). If you have any questions or comments on my lists please send them in!
Thank you always for reading my fics and you're all so sweet! Please keep reading and writing!
Thank you 3000 and I love you all, CC 💚
0 notes
Text
Inamorata - Sukuna
You have no idea how much I like this idea lol ya know the meme ‘i got a boyfriend, yeah he kills people he’s crazy’ this is exactly what went through my head with this. Femme reader, I went for a...Sukuna is his own person and not attached to Itadori kind of thing? Like just a stand-alone demon. I had probably way too much fun writing this and would be down to write more for this concept
Content warnings: killing/murder/homicide choose your preferred noun, a little yandere?, size difference and Sukuna is in his four armed form, uhmm there’s a knife(main use to cut open readers palm in the beginning) and also licking blood from said wound, violence/gore at the end
Apparently there was a demon on the loose. From what you’d read on online forums and heard through the whispers of older people on the train, there was a foreboding presence terrorizing the city, preying on the weak and helpless and hoping to take over the world.
There were blurry photos and horrible sketches of what the creature supposedly looked like and the form it took, but none of them seemed to match up. The tattoos on the face and body were always off, the amount of muscle and the stature of the creature were all different depending on who you went to.
Which is why you decided, against all better judgement, to go looking for him. All the stories you’d heard about the demon, the kind of creature it was centuries ago in its prime, had intrigued you. With the mystique and terror surrounding this demon, you’d be a fool not to try and get a peek for yourself.
At first you’d tried a summoning circle, clearing a large space in your bedroom and drawing intricate patterns on the floor in hopes of his arrival. That method quickly turned futile as no demon ever came - but now you probably had a few ghosts watching you sleep at night.
The second method was to try and make a pact with the devil himself, slicing open your palm and dripping blood onto the pages of old scriptures. Attempting to sell your soul had worked even less than the first method and all you had to show for it was a bandage around your hand for two weeks.
“I’ll definitely see him now.” You mumbled to yourself, walking straight to where the demon was seen most: the red light district. Walking past bright neon signs and nearly naked women in shop windows, you took a peek into every alleyway you came across.
“Hey pretty lady, what’re you looking for?” A rough, scratchy voice sounded behind you as you walked past the umpteenth alleyway of the night.
“What do you think?” Not looking over your shoulder, you kept walking. The voice, while sounding absolutely disgusting, didn’t belong to a demon and therefore not worth your time.
“I think you’re looking for trouble.” Curling his fingers around your arm, the man you were trying to ignore snatched you back, making you stumble and fall into his chest. The nasty scent of body odor and cigarettes was wafting off the man, making you worry that his stench would cling to you for days.
“Not the kind you’re talking about.” Pushing away from him, you furiously wiped off your clothes. Looking this man in the face irritated you, he was wasting his time and you knew exactly what his intentions were.
“Don’t play so hard to get!” Forcing a less than charming smile on his face, the man made the move to grab you again.
“Don’t touch me!” Slapping his hands away, you took generous steps back from him. “You’re getting in the way of my search.”
“Search?” Quirking a brow at you, the man took a moment to think before his brows rose in surprise. “You’re looking for Sukuna, aren’t you?”
“That’s his name?” You’d never heard his name before, only seeing some people refer to him as a four armed creature from hell.
“Yup, and I’ve seen him a couple times.” Crossing his arms over his chest, the man smirked triumphantly. “You could say he and I have a kind of friendly relationship.”
“Do you now?” Your eyes trailed up from the man to the dark alleyway behind him where two glowing red eyes emerged.
“Oh yeah, Sukuna’s a great guy! Even offered to give me a position in his little army.” The more he spoke the brighter the eyes got and the fuzzy outline of a gigantic body was starting to take shape.
“His little army?” Slowly taking steps back as the figure came forward, you barely had time to react before the man was snatched up by two giant hands and yanked backwards. Lifting him into the air, it wasn’t long before a mouth with gleaming sharp teeth opened up and swallowed him whole.
As the eyes drew their attention back to you, a nervous laugh left your chest that you couldn’t force to stop. Every step you took back was now accompanied by a step forward from the creature until it fully left the alleyway and you saw exactly what you were dealing with.
Right in front of you, in full form and glory, was the demon you’d been searching for. The scrawling black tattoos along his entire body, the four arms, pink hair, second set of eyes and his impossibly muscular physique - all of it was exactly like you’d been hoping for.
“Hello, pretty little thing.” His voice boomed despite being relatively quiet, a slight echo to the deep timbre. It was almost melodic in a way, somehow soothing your racing heart just slightly.
“S-sukuna?” You squeaked out, back meeting the brick wall of a building.
“That would be me.” Chuckling as he stopped a few feet from you, Sukuna crossed his secondary arms and looked down upon you. The sheer height and width of his body easily dwarfed yours, your head only barely reaching his ribcage.
Your eyes couldn’t stay in one place as you looked at Sukuna. There was too much to take in and you could feel yourself quickly becoming overwhelmed trying to commit every detail to memory.
“You’re…” Licking your lips nervously, you could only meet his eyes for a moment before settling on the mark on his forehead. “You’re wearing womens clothes.” Tied around his waist and hanging off his legs was indeed a womens kimono, a surprising pristine white shade.
“That’s what you decide to say at our first meeting?” An echoing laugh bellowed from him and Sukuna shook his head, running one hand through his hair.
“I-I’m sorry it’s just...they never mentioned it online.” It felt a little silly to be explaining yourself to him when at any moment Sukuna could eat you like he did that man and you would have no way of stopping him.
“Little thing, I have a question for you.” Fixing you with a suddenly sharp stare, Sukuna lowered his brow and bent down, placing two arms above your head and two at your side, trapping you in against the wall with no possible outs.
“Yes?” Pinching your eyes closed, you held your breath as you waited for the inevitable bite of his teeth around.
“Are you scared?” Sukuna whispered, his breath fanning out over the top of your head.
“Yes.” It would be a lie to say no and you had nothing to lose by telling the truth. Sukuna’s eyes bore into you, the weight of his stare physically making your back bow.
“What did you think of me eating that man just now? Was that terrifying for you?”
“No.” Sukuna took a pause at your answer and although you couldn’t see it, his brow furrowed for a fraction of a second.
“What did you feel then? Surely you must have thought it was horrible.”
“N-not really.” Slowly cracking one eye open, you looked up at Sukuna, almost breaking your neck from having to stare directly above you. “I was actually quite happy you did that. He was getting on my nerves.”
The barking laugh that left Sukuna’s mouth made you flinch and throw your hands in the air. It was so loud it seemed to vibrate your entire body and a few windows on the building behind you shook from the force.
“You’re telling me you liked me killing that guy?” Grabbing you by the collar of your shirt, Sukuna held you up in the air, eye level to him. You nodded, pitifully kicking your legs out to try and get back to solid ground. “Aren’t you a messed up little thing?” Still laughing, Sukuna took a proper once over of your body. “Pretty, but messed up.”
“P-please let me go!” You whimpered, hands desperately clutching Sukuna’s to try and not fall out of your clothes and onto the ground.
“What’s wrong? Don’t like how I hold you?” Shaking you for good effect, Sukuna smirked wildly at your scared little squeaks. “Tell me your name.”
“It’s (Y/N)!” Shouting into the air, you felt relief flood into you as Sukuna finally lowered you back to the ground and his hands released you.
“(Y/N)?” Sounding it out on his tongue, Sukuna shrugged to himself. “I like ‘little thing’ better.”
“I’m only little compared to you.” Fixing your clothes, you tried to regain your breath and stop your body from shaking so violently.
“So, what’s a creature like you doing out so late at night here? It’s not safe for a human like you to roam around these parts.”
“I was looking for you.”
“Me? You were looking for me?” Sukuna snorted, waving his hand dismissively at you. “A human like you looking for me? I’ve really seen it all.”
“It’s true!” Pulling out your phone, you quickly showed him all the data you’d compiled on him. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere, Sukuna! I did a summoning circle, I’ve looked in hundreds of online forums - I even tried to make a deal with the devil!” Showing him the mark that was still healing on your palm, the fear that was in your body was slowly trickling out and being replaced with- hope? Excitement? It was hard to say, but as Sukuna grasped your hand between two fingers and looked at your palm, it would be wrong to say it was a negative emotion you felt.
“You really did all that for me?” His voice was much softer now but it still sounded like he was mocking you. Smoothing the pad of one finger across your palm, he felt the ridges of your palm and the wound.
“I did. I find you really fascinating and I- I just wanted to learn more about you.” You faltered when he looked at you, a fierce heat overtaking your cheeks at admitting out loud that you’d been looking for a demon because you found him interesting.
“Are you perhaps interested in me?” A smirk tugged one side of Sukuna’s lip up and he chuckled when your expression only grew more flustered. “Oh little thing, you’re more messed up than I thought.”
“Will you tell me more about yourself? Please?” The words tumbled out of your mouth desperately as you let Sukuna stretch out your arm and grasp your hand more firmly. He didn’t answer you or even acknowledge that you’d spoken, instead grazing the tip of one long sharp nail along the line of the cut.
“I find myself liking you more and more, why is that?” Sukuna’s tone sounded like he was addressing himself as he spoke aloud, turning your hand every which way as he kept scraping his nail against your palm. “Were you my lover in the past, back when I reigned as the ruler of this whole land?”
Racking your brain to try and remember any information on Sukuna potentially having a lover, you were ripped back to reality when Sukuna dug his nail into your skin, reopening the cut and making blood flow freely.
“Ow!” You couldn’t yank your arm out of his grasp and you watched in mild horror as Sukuna lowered himself to your hand, letting his tongue hang out of his mouth and drag across your skin. His tongue quickly became coated in dark red blood, his saliva starting to mingle with your blood.
“You taste so familiar, you must have been mine.” Lapping up your blood now, Sukuna didn’t stop until he could tell you were starting to get weak from blood loss. The lower half of his face was now covered in red, smeared across his skin like paint.
“Sukuna, that’s gross.” The mumble slipped from your delirious mind, making him laugh as he waved a hand over the cut and made it go away. Slipping your hand from his grasp it was like there had never been a mark there in the first place.
“A human telling me what’s gross?” Licking his face clean, Sukuna grinned down at you. The longer he looked at you the longer memories of a past you returned to his mind. The irresistible draw he felt to come to you tonight had been the same one that called to him centuries ago, making you the center of his otherwise cruel and empty world.
Placing two hands on the wall behind you, Sukuna leaned over you once more, this time grasping your chin and turning your face up to him. The saliva that had mixed with your blood had also given you new memories of the past as well, and as you looked at Sukuna you remembered all the things the two of you had done together.
“So, my pet, what shall we do first?”
Sukuna ended up carrying you home, having you tucked inside his kimono as he leaped on rooftops across the city. Opening your bedroom window, Sukuna shoved his body through, having to make himself slightly smaller to fit inside the house.
“Are you uh, hungry?” Standing awkwardly in the middle of your bedroom as Sukuna sat on your bed, you weren’t quite sure what to do now.
“I could eat.” Laying fully back on your bed, it creaked and groaned as Sukuna rested his weight on it. The thought of offering to take him to the kitchen came and went quickly in your head; just getting him into your room was a hard enough task.
Fixing him and yourself a quick meal, as soon as you were done eating Sukuna picked you up and rested you on his abdomen. Even after shrinking himself down your legs were still stretched as wide as possible in hopes of wrapping around his waist.
“As the memories of you return, I realize how much I’ve missed you, my pretty little thing.” Petting down your back, Sukuna looked at you fondly. Propped up on two of his arms, he could stare directly at your tiny body sitting atop him.
“What kind of memories do you have?” So far, the only thing you could seem to recall were memories of a more sexual nature. One’s of you and Sukuna wrapped up in each other's arms, both of his cocks stuffed inside you as you begged to cum.
“I remember giving you the world, whatever you wanted was yours for the taking.” The look in Sukunas eyes was surprisingly soft and you could feel the love coming out from him.
“Whatever I wanted?” Repeating the words, your mouth hung open slightly at all the possible things you could get.
“The world may exist to serve me, but I exist to serve you.” Fully sitting up, Sukuna held you against him as he leaned down, lips grazing your forehead. “What do you want, (Y/N)? I can get you anything in the world, I can do anything in the world.”
“Kill for me.” The whisper that left your lips was almost too quiet for even yourself to hear. But Sukuna nodded, having heard you perfectly. Your words made his body thrum with excitement and his nerves were on edge.
“Kill for you?” He repeated, kissing you on the forehead. The fingers that held you closely dug into your sides and if Sukuna wasn’t careful he could crush you completely.
“You love me, don’t you?” There was just the slightest hint of worry in your voice. What if you were overestimating your power over Sukuna? He could say no or even kill you himself.
“You have no idea what the things my love for you will do.”
Although it pained him to do so, Sukuna left you once the sun began to rise. He had other things to attend to, temples that worshipped him as a god to visit. Promising to see you once dusk began to settle over the sky, Sukuna leapt from your window and into the horizon.
“You came back.” Even though he swore up and down he’d come back, it still shocked you to see him back on your bed once it hit a certain time of night.
“Of course I did.” Sukuna almost seemed hurt you would question him. Holding out a hand, as soon as you grasped one of his fingers he pulled you to him and nestled your body into his side. “Did you do what I asked?”
“The list is in my pocket.” Before leaving, Sukuna had told you to make a list of all the people you wanted him to kill for you. The list had started out short, just a few people that had hurt you that you couldn’t let go of, and then it grew to others, politicians and corrupt people in the media.
“Quite impressive, little thing.” Reading over the list, Sukuna stood up. “Shall we go then?”
“Go whe-” As Sukuna threw open your bedroom window you were met with a strong gust of wind. “Sukuna, where are we going?” You asked him over the wind in your ears. Putting his upper arms into the sleeves of his kimono, he made sure you were nestled safely inside.
“We’re going to take care of the first person on your list.” Wrapping an arm around you, Sukuna jumped out of the window. Though this wasn’t your first time in this position, you hadn’t been fully cognizant when Sukuna took you home last night. Now, with a head clear and no lack of blood to distract you, you could see the lights of the city clearly as they whipped past you.
“It’s beautiful.” Carefully leaning forward, you gazed at the downtown area with all the flashing lights and swerving cars.
“If you say so.” Patting your hip, Sukuna pulled you back, resting your weight fully on his arm and clothes. He wouldn’t admit it, and despite knowing he would catch you in a millisecond, Sukuna didn’t want you to fall out and fall to the ground.
Coming upon the first persons house, he settled you on the ground outside. You were in a tightly knit residential area standing directly under a streetlight, with rows of houses that all looked similar. In a flash, Sukuna had broken into the house and grabbed the person you were after.
“This them?” With a tight grip on their ankle, Sukuna shook them side to side.
“Mhmm.” You didn’t need to look to know he’d gotten the right person, just the feeling you had around them was enough to confirm it.
“W-what’s going on here?!” They screamed, blood pooling in their head the longer they hung upside down.
“Don’t speak.” Sukuna barked, shaking them once again. “You don’t speak to her, or at all.” The person screamed again, a high pitched sound that quickly got shut off as Sukuna swung their body and smacked them against the ground. “I thought I told you to be quiet.”
For a moment you thought they’d died from how hard Sukuna hit them against the ground, but a small whimper and breathless gasps sounded from where their face was crushed against the pavement.
“Do you know why I’m here?” You whispered, standing over their motionless body. Rolling over onto their back, they shook their head and started to stammer. “If you can’t answer my question I don’t want you to make a sound.” Pressing your foot onto their throat, you flinched when their hands came up to try and claw you away.
“Don’t touch her.” Instantly pinning their arms down, Sukuna glowered. “How would you like me to do it?”
“Let me think.” Staring down into their glassy eyes, a million options went through your mind. Sukuna’s power was limitless, there was nothing he couldn’t do. If you asked him to throw their body into outer space, he would do it in a heartbeat. “Rip them limb from limb. You can eat them if you’d like.”
“As you wish.” A sick grin curled Sukuna’s lip and he drug their body across the ground until they were directly underneath him.
“(Y/N) wait! W-wait please!” Their shrill cries fell on deaf ears, and the sound of the first limb being torn off their body was something you could get used to. “Oh- oh my god, my leg!”
“God I wish you’d shut up.” You kept your eyes on the person's face, refusing to look at where blood squirted generously from their now missing extremity.
“Allow me.” With the swipe of one claw Sukuna gouged out their throat. Hot, bright red blood spilled out onto the pavement, pooling and almost making it to where you stood. Throwing one leg into his mouth, Sukuna used a non-bloody hand to lift you up and place you onto a brick wall.
“Thank you.” Giving him a gentle smile, you now had a front row seat to Sukuna ripping apart this person's body and slowly devouring them. There was a mess of blood coating Sukuna’s skin, far more blood than when he had drunk yours.
As you watched Sukuna eat this person, a sense of satisfaction washed over you. It felt good to get justice in your own way for how this person wronged you. After being told to let it go, try and move and let time heal the wound, you could finally get closure the way you wanted.
“All done?” You asked once the last piece of their body was consumed. Standing up to his full height, Sukuna still looked down at you. The blood on his skin began to sizzle off, evaporating into the air and leaving the pungent smile of iron behind.
“Have I made you happy?” He responded, cupping your face and lightly squishing your cheeks. Smiling proudly, a warm flush washed over your face the longer you and Sukuna looked at each other.
“Yes, very.” Nuzzling into his palm and kissing it, you let out a breathless laugh as Sukuna did the same.
“I’m happy to please you.” Kissing you on the top of the head, Sukuna pulled out the list and crossed out the first name. “Shall we go to the others now?”
#tw: violence#tw: blood#jujutsu kaisen#ryomen sukuna#sukuna x reader#jujutsu kaisen fanfic#jujutsu kaisen scenarios#jujutsu kaisen imagines
266 notes
·
View notes
Text
one thing i love about svsss is that we never had much info about the other peaks so it's basically a free for all for OC creation. that being said, i hc that SQH has one (1) female head disciple and three (3) inner disciples who are triplets.
SQH's head disciple is a no-nonsense young woman who assists SQH on his daily peak lord work. meanwhile, the triplet inner disciples are in charge of the other peaks. four (4) peaks for each of them so there's a proper delegation of tasks. they all report to SQH at the end of the day.
the triplets are from a family of assassins who had a life debt owed to SQH because he once gave a member of their clan tips on how to grow their crops because a very specific PIDW monster used to terrorize their lands which left their people starving.
SQH’s head disciple came from a family of elite warriors (whom the triplets’ family serves) and her mother was once traveling in a caravan attacked by thugs while SQH was on his way making deliveries. he passed by the very pregnant woman trying to hide from her assailants and smuggled the woman on his cart to get her to safety.
their families learned of SQH's ascension to peak lord and vowed to serve him by sending in their heirs, their very best.
listen, the real clincher here is SQH didn't know that his most trusted and favored disciples are OP assassins and warriors. he just thinks they're his cute little disciples who are always helpful and always makes sure to An Ding peak runs smoothly even when SQH is away.
SQH only learns about his disciples' OP backgrounds during, well, when MBJ came to cang qiong for the duels to be had in the process of picking up the "bride”, that is to say, SQH.
there was a bit of a squabble among the peak lords about who will challenge MBJ for SQH's honor because, despite whatever SQH thinks, his martial siblings actually care for him. LQG was adamant to be the challenger but it was decided that SQQ will face mbj considering he somehow seems to be the closest to SQH.
MBJ is ready to face the immortal master despite his reservations considering SQQ is LBH’s consort. perhaps this is why cang qiong has chosen SQQ. stiil, MBJ will face this difficult challenge for SQH.
but when MBJ got to SQQ, the peak lord merely hummed and tapped him on the shoulder with the guard of his fan and said, "he's your problem now."
MBJ is a little confused but doesn’t question it and just bows to SQQ nonetheless. that was...unfathomably easy. he starts to think that this whole procession will be easy if the rest of the challenges will be nothing more than just for formalities.
but then he got to An Ding and who should be standing there in challenge but SQH's inner disciples and his head disciple.
SQH, in the distance: my king! please go easy on my kids!
MBJ, who took it to heart when sqh once said his disciples are like his children: this king will go easy on our children
SQH: wait what
first up are the triplets, who attacked MBJ all at once and with deadly precision. they put up a good fight against the demon lord considering they're from a family of assassins. they use teleportation talismans to overwhelm MBJ on all sides. MBJ enjoys himself and defeats them by trapping them in ice cages.
the final challenger is SQH's head disciple. she smiled at MBJ pleasantly with a jovial wave and a greeting of, "hello, your highness! forgive this disciple's insolence but this is for shizun's honor after all!" MBJ just nods and waits for her to attack.
SQH's head disciple fought well and good enough for the fight to last half a shichen. it ends on a draw with her sword against MBJ's neck and an obsidian ice sword on hers. she smiles, taps out with a bow, and thanks mbj for going easy on her.
meanwhile, SQH is losing his shit! he honestly didn’t expect them to fight?? he just thought his cute disciples prepared silly games for his king!! how!! is he just finding out NOW?!! that his disciples are trained assassins and warriors?? no offense, this shizun loves you all dearly, but why are you guys in An Ding?? Bai Zhan peak is Right There!!
then they reveal their families' debts to SQH which of course he DOES NOT and CANNOT remember for the life of him lol
SQH: where do u even find the time to train?!
head disciple: oh, you don't have to think about that, shizun
triplet 1: yeah! don’t worry you're pretty little head about it!
triplet 2: the challenges are over! go and get married!
triplet: his highness has been waiting long!
do other disciples cooperate more with An Ding now after witnessing SQH has assassins for inner disciples and a warrior for head disciple who just fought a demon? hell, yeah of course.
does Bai Zhan try to recruit them? totally. they will remain in An Ding though thank you. but an invite for an occasional spar on their free time sounds nice.
another thing SQH find funny about them is that...they actually like the monotony of An Ding work considering their backgrounds. An Ding is peaceful, steady, and routinary. they find comfort in that.
anyway, just imagine SQH with a literal trained protection squad and he doesn't even know it lol. MBJ is at peace knowing that SQH will always be safe wherever he is.
#moshang#headcanons#svsss headcanons#svsss#shang qinghua#an ding disciples#an ding is actually my favorite peak#as an office worker i feel a sense of camaraderie with them#i'm turning this into a full blown fic maybe in the future#scumbag system#scumbag villain self saving system#fic ideas
298 notes
·
View notes
Note
Hello! I hope you're having a good day :). Do you have any manga or anime recommendations, not necessarily similar to Death Note? Thanks!
I am so glad they don't necessarily need to be similar to Death Note because my taste in anime is all over the place and most often not DN-like at all! I am also very happy to recommend shows!!
So here it is:
Luna's Anime Recommendations (2021 Edition)
Ordered alphabetically because I don't think I could do a ranking. This is adapted from a post I made in 2019 and updated to my recent opinions with some removals and some additions.
Boku Dake Ga Inai Machi (The Town Where Only I Am Missing) / Erased
OPENING
Genre: Thriller, Drama, Murder Mystery
Content Warnings: child abuse, implied pedophilia, instances of drowning
Episode Count: 12
My Rating: 9/10 - This one I would recommend for fans of Death Note because it’s actually a crime story and thus has the suspense and mind-games vibe in place, while also being very emotionally touching and well-directed.
Bokurano / Ours
OPENING
Genre: Mecha, Drama, Psychological
Content Warnings: child death, child abuse, self-harm, suicide, csa, assault - just assume that most upsetting things will be in, this one is heavy
Episode Count: 24
My Rating: 10/10 - Bokurano has one of the bleakest stories I have ever seen and yet manages to be one of the most life-affirming shows I know. Bokurano destroyed me emotionally but it left me feeling an appreciation towards life that even some uplifting stories cannot evoke.
Canaan
OPENING
Genre: Action, Yuri-adjacent
Content Warnings: gore / mild body horror, terrorism
Episode Count: 13
My Rating: 8/10 - Canaan is not objectively quite a masterpiece, but it sticks out for being a female-dominated action show with a lesbian main couple. I watched it as a teenager and return to it often.
ClassicaLoid
OPENING
Genre: Comedy, Music
Content Warnings: some of the composers are genderswapped from their historical selves and they are aware of that fact - I don't find it horribly transphobic, but it's also not precisely nuanced, so it's something to keep in mind.
Episode Count: 50 (split over 2 seasons)
My Rating: 9/10 - I’ll be honest, the first few episodes of this are a drag but past episode 5 it has quickly evolved into one of my favourite anime. It’s highly silly the majority of the time but it doesn’t miss its impact when it gets emotional. Might not be everyone’s thing, but once you've acquired a taste for it, it's great.
Death Parade
OPENING
Genre: Drama, Psychological
Content Warnings: heavily deals with suicide
Episode Count: 12
My Rating: 9/10 - despite the uplifting opening, this one emotionally wrecked me in a very good way. It has the one-frame Light Yagami cameo, too!
Gatchaman CROWDS
OPENING
Genre: Superhero, Sci-Fi, Social Commentary
Content Warnings: forced kissing, transphobia (gnc main character can be read as nonbinary or a transgirl and experiences a lot of violence, another character is an okama stereotype though they’re portrayed as a positive and supportive figure)
Episode Count: 24 (split in 2 seasons)
My Rating: 8,5/10 - a colorful wild ride with overall positive messages - I didn't like the second season as much as the first when this one came out, but now I think its commentary on the rise of populism isn't without merit...
Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun
OPENING
Genre: Comedy
Content Warnings: N/A
Episode Count: 12
My Rating: 8,5/10 - simply extremely hilarious.
Houkago no Pleiades
OPENING
Genre: Magical Girl
Content Warnings: N/A
Episode Count: 12
My Rating: 9,5/10 - I spent 7 years waiting for this show so I might be a bit biased, but I do think it turned out great. It falls a bit into the Cute Girls Doing Cute Things category, but it does it all so genuinely and gently. Also it made me cry.
Hugtto! Precure
OPENING
Genre: Magical Girl
Content Warnings: talk of pregnancy, depiction of various negative experience like bullying and parental abuse but in a child-safe way
Episode Count: 49
My Rating: 10/10 - this show absolutely succeeds at being what it is, which is a warm magical girl show about themes of parenthood. Where the premise is wildly "I'm gonna keep it real with you 49th prime minister of Japan Shinzo Abe", the execution is incredible and does not feel forced. Bonus for containing a nonbinary character!!
Mahoutsukai no Yome
OPENING
Genre: Fantasy
Content Warnings: mild body horror, child abuse, choking, suicide
Episode Count: 24
My Rating: 9/10 - fantastic shoujo anime about finding family and your will to live
Mawaru Penguindrum
OPENING
Genre: Drama, Mystery, Just Totally Surreal Shit, Social Commentary
Content Warnings: child abuse, incest, attempt rape, csa, stalking, terrorism
Episode Count: 24
My Rating: 9,5/10 - made me cry for like half an hour every week a new episode aired. A look at ‘unwanted children’ and what becomes of them.
Mobile Suit Gundam
OPENING
Genre: Mecha, War Drama
Content Warnings: War and associated atrocities
Episode Count: 43
My Rating: 10/10 - if you think you can brave the leap to a 70s anime, you will find this one incredibly worthwhile. Not only is it an anime that has impacted the industry until today and will thus reveal much context to you, it is also a story that still holds up beautifully even 40 years later.
Noein: Mou Hito No Kimi e / Noein: To Your Other Self
OPENING
Genre: Sci-Fi, Drama
Content Warnings: child abuse
Episode Count: 24
My Rating: 9/10 - a pretty intriguing time-travel / alternate reality anime that I am still rotating in my brain.
Oniisama e… / Dear Brother
OPENING
Genre: Yuri, Drama
Content Warnings: suicide, self-harm, drug abuse, terminal illness, incest
Episode Count: 39
My Rating: 10/10 - the anime Utena is primarily based on. If you ever watch any classic Yuri story, make it this one.
Pretty Rhythm: Rainbow Live
OPENING
Genre: Idol, Magical Girl
Content Warnings: parental abuse, parent death
Episode Count: 51
My Rating: 9/10 - though it starts out a little slow, Rainbow Live really does everything you could possibly want from a teen shoujo show. It has an incredible cast of characters with incredible emotional journeys and I want to rewatch it badly.
Princess Tutu
OPENING
Genre: Magical Girl, Fairytale, Ballet
Content Warnings: nothing specific that I can think of, just expect abusive dynamics (portrayed negatively)
Episode Count: 38
My Rating: 9/10 - absolutely brilliant take on fairy tale tropes; dark, yet hopeful, atmospheric to the max
Sakamoto Desu Ga
OPENING
Genre: Comedy
Content Warnings: one episode contains an anti-Korean slur
Episode Count: 12
My Rating: 8,5/10 - watch the opening and Understand
Shoujo Kakumei Utena
OPENING
Genre: Yuri, Surreal, Social Commentary
Content Warnings: incest (condemned by the narrative), rape, suicide
Episode Count: 39
My Rating: 10/10 - possibly the most impact-full piece of yuri anime out there. If you haven’t seen Utena, you don’t know anime.
Simoun
OPENING
Genre: Fantasy, Mecha, Yuri
Content Warnings: this show is about Gender in a very dystopian way. Every character is born afab and chooses their gender at age 18 to integrate into a deeply gendered society and it's... a doozy. Also there is incest (portrayed negatively) and kisses with a young teenage character.
Episode Count: 26
My Rating: 8/10 - Is Simoun good? I could not tell you. It's a show about girls and gender that was written by men and it shows, but on the other hand it has really thought-provoking world-building and interesting characters who in part reject gender outright. It's a work I always come back to thinking a lot about.
Sora Yori Mo Tooi Basho
OPENING
Genre: Adventure, Slice of Life
Content Warnings: emetophobia
Episode Count: 13
My Rating: 10/10 - an absolutely incredible anime with no weak moments. Stunning exploration of friendship and mourning. PLEASE WATCH.
Terra e…
OPENING
Genre: Sci-Fi, Drama, Space War
Content Warnings: the story deals with genocide
Episode Count: 24
My Rating: 10/10 - 2000s anime adaptation of an ultimate manga classic that does an incredible job. I’ve never seen a big cast of characters handled so well while covering so many years of plot. Absolutely stunning.
Tsuritama
OPENING
Genre: Fishing, Friendship + Aliens = The Spirit of Youth
Content Warnings: N/A
Episode Count: 12
My Rating: 10/10 - this anime means more to me than any other on this list. Main character has severe social anxiety. Fantastic friendship story.
Vivy: Fluorite Eyes' Song
OPENING
Genre: Sci-Fi, Drama, Music
Content Warnings: suicide
Episode Count: 13
My Rating: 9/10 - a very recent gem! Following Vivy, a singing robot, through a 100 years of history in order to protect the human race. It delves deeply into what self and happiness might mean, even when you aren't a biological human.
Yagate Kimi ni Naru
OPENING
Genre: Yuri, Slice of Life
Content Warnings: N/A but it does deal with mental health
Episode Count: 13
My Rating: 9/10 - a Yuri anime that actually winds up addressing lesbian identity and exploring how internalized homophobia can make it hard for you to realize when you’re falling in love. Very good.
40 notes
·
View notes
Note
DickKory please
Aaaahhhh I don’t know which one though... Peony... Camellia... Chrysanthemum... Daisy... Violet....
Uuuuummmmm i kinda want some smut so maybe Peony.
Anon, you asked for a smut Peony and you shall have it!
---------------------
“I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.”
He sighed, his shoulder blades rippling as his torso expanded, and Kory saw his smile rising from the exposed half of his face, although his eyes remained closed.
“Our bed” he breathed, Kory walked further into the room, sitting on the bed, her hand touching the small of his back, sliding upwards, accenting the stark contrast of her smooth dark skin against his dotted by the San Francisco’s sun as she caressed him languidly. “Too tired for clothes…,” he added after a while.
She let out a weak chuckle and leaned over to kiss his shoulder, marvelling over the visible goosebumps that her delicate move provoked on him.
Dick fixed his position slightly after that, opening one already darkened eye to her who smiled innocently, fanning her long eyelashes at him as if she had no intention at all as her caress changed direction and was now reaching the end of the curve of his back.
“Only for clothes?” she asked, her hand finally cupping one of his cheeks and giving it a nice squeeze.
He lowered his head again, now using his arms to hide his face.
“Why, Miss Kory Anders?” and now his voice was free from all the sleepiness. “Do you have anything interesting in mind?”
She bit the lobe of his ear, and smiled when he wasn’t able to conceal a low moan.
“What if I do?”
Dick moved at once, making Kory squeal at the sudden change. His strong arms let go of the pillow and went to her waist, hoisting her body over his as he turned around, lying on his back.
“Hello,” she said smiling down at him, her hands now on his shoulders, legs around his hips, her thumbs rubbing his skin.
“Hi,” he answered, also smiling, and hands leaving her waist to undo the knot of her dressing gown.
Kory rose one of her hands to his face, cupping his jaw, her eyes warm with affection.
“Are you sure if you want this? I was just teasing, if you are too tired we can just sleep.”
His hands stopped, her dressing gown now parted to reveal her body, also bare and still a little moist from the shower. Dick gave her a lopsided smile and took one of the spring of her curls, stretching it to kiss her hair.
“No…” he said, and when she frowned in confusion, he rose up from the bed, supporting her weight with his arms when his hips rolled to allow their new position. “I want you.”
She leaned into him for a slow, sensual kiss, her body arching against his, seeking more skin against skin contact, her fingers slid from his neck, threading trough his hair, massaging his scalp. Dick parted the kiss to look up at her, he always resented when people would regard him as a lucky person. As if being adopted by a billionaire was some golden Band-Aid stamped over the silly boo-boo of losing both of his parents in just one awful night. But when he looked at Kory, and was reminded of the chain of causalities that brought her to his life, the absurdity of the miracle that made her love him… What could it be other than luck?
“Always nice to hear,” she breathed, her voice a whisper when he started kissing down her throat, her eyes shutting and her fingers closing tighter around his hair as his lips made a path of fire, crossing her collarbones and reaching her sternum.
Dick lost his concentration for a moment when she started moving her hips and he bit the top of her breast.
“Sorry,” he said alarmed and kissed the distressed skin to sooth it.
“Do it again,” she said.
“What?” He swallowed, confused, but there was no doubt in Kory’s eyes.
“I liked it,” she said simply, and pushed a piece of dark hair from his eyes.
“Really?” his eyebrows rose.
“Since I told you about of my past you have been so…” she sighed, choosing her words, “careful.”
“Oh…” the corners of his mouth lowered, “I didn’t mean-”
“And I appreciate it” she interrupted him, noticing that his face was flushed and he was turning softer underneath her thighs. Dick Grayson, her emotionally stunted Dick Grayson, she loved him, so much, but goodness he could be touchy. “I do,” she reassured him. “But… I haven’t changed… Neither what I like…” She punctuated that last argument by taking his hand and rising it to her bitten breast, and pressing. “You can’t hurt me like that, Dick Grayson,” she noticed her point coming across that thick brain of his when his eyebrows lowered and she kissed him, biting and pulling his lower lip in the end. “And I know you wouldn’t, even if you could. So… I know you like it a little bit rougher too. No need to hold back.”
He didn’t need to hear twice.
Before Kory could get her bearings, he had lifted her from his lap and slammed her on the bed, standing on his knees over her body with hungry eyes and a promising smile. She let out a nervous laugh, feeling an exciting kaleidoscope of butterflies fill her belly waiting for his next move. But instead of kissing her, or caressing her in some way, Dick grabbed one side of her hips and turned her, so she would be with her back to him. Every time he manhandled her like that, as if she weighted nothing for him, she felt a new wave of heat radiate from her core. Then, he peeled her dressing gown over her body, and Kory shivered. Anticipation was killing her when she felt him pulling her hips up, until she was in her knees too.
“Grayson what ah-!” her question was swallowed by an exclamation of pleasure when his tongue invaded her vulva making shut her eyes strongly, stars sparkling in the darkness. He pumped a few times before slowing down, making his tongue flat so he could lick around her opening too. And then, he started lapping, flicking her clit with the point of his talented tongue, once, twice, and another time, finding a rhythm.
Kory grabbed the sheets where her lover had been lying just minutes ago, letting out a loud moan as he kept his onslaught, using his firm hands to expose her to his kisses and keep her in place when her knees started to give. He pulled away with a sound of suction, but before Kory found enough coherence to complain, he inserted a finger inside.
“X-x-x’Hal!” she screamed.
“My name, Kory,” he demanded.
She chuckled and turned her face around, trying to look at him.
“You have to ah… deserve it.”
“Oh yeah?” he inserted another finger and bended over to suck her clit at the same time as he fucked her with his hand. He kept a consistent rhythm and in no time she was trashing under him. Dick smiled when he noticed that she had tried to say his name, but when the climax hit her, all she managed were a few nonsense that barely counted as words.
Even so, it wouldn’t do it, not for him, so, before Kory was fully back from her high, Dick pulled her back in position, rubbed his hard member on her soaking, still pulsating pussy and entered her with a grunt. He didn’t wait before start giving all he had, but Kory, ever his perfect partner, wouldn’t let him do all the work himself. She pushed her upper body up, and reached behind for him inviting for a kiss that couldn’t last on her lips a lot, to allow their frenetic rhythm, and turned into a wet path through her neck, shoulders and back. Kory turned one arm behind, placing it like a handler for him to get better leverage, which Dick accepted while his other hand went to her clit rubbing it the way he knew she liked until Kory was screaming again.
When she was finished, he pulled out, she fell on the bed, spent, one hand pumping himself, Dick, used the other to roll Kory’s body so she’d be facing him.
“So noisy,” he said positioning his hips between her thighs. “I’m glad for the acoustic proofing,” and he bended over to kiss her belly, “but I haven’t heard my name yet.”
Kory smirked.
“Better luck next time.”
Dick rose his eyebrows to that, and rested his free hand on the bed beside Kory’s head, bringing their faces close.
“You are lucky one, aren’t you? Getting yourself someone who make you come over” he kissed her throat “and over” he kissed her jaw “again.” He let out a long-suffering sigh. “But fine, third time is the charm.” And he entered her again. Kory’s legs hugged his hips, pulling him closer until there was no space between them.
“On second thought,” she said cheekily, “I think you are already full of yourself and I shouldn’t enable it.”
Dick snorted.
“I’m the one full of myself? Really?” He made his point by accelerating his thrusts.
Kory laughed and the contractions of her already impossibly tight muscles were too much for him.
Terror mixed with the pleasure of release spread through his face and her laughing fit worsened, milking him who afterwards fell beside her pouting.
“I’m so sorry,” she said kissing his shoulder, amusement still thick in her voice.
“You are so not.”
“I am!”
He turned his face away from her childishly.
“I don’t believe in you.”
Kory giggled and threw a leg over his and sucked his earlobe.
“Ohh, poor baby, but I am sorry, or don’t you think I didn’t want a third one?”
He looked at her through the corner of his eyes.
“You are a greedy one, Princess Koriand’r.”
“Why can I say? I’m used to premium Dick service.”
He tried to press his lips together to hold his pout, but when an alien princess fell from the sky and stole his heart to her was given the power of stealing his laughter too.
#this was as cheesy as they come#dickkory#robstar#dickkori#starfire#nightwing#I went with DCU Titans but this one is free#you can pick any version and it will look okay#dick grayson#kory anders#kori anders#koriand'r#teen titans#my fic#flower fic meme#Anonymous
80 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
catsatopmydesk
Embrace the cringe
goodtimecomics
Goodtimecomics webcomics and illustrations for fun
jesseod
•Jesse•
middleagedautie
Autistic mom
poucachoupax
Sans titre