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Scum Villian Fic Recs
So, I've been reading fanfiction for a long ass time, longer than I've been on Tumblr and have always loved fic recs, and now I realize I can make my own(yay!), so here it is. None of these are explicit or anything, but they are super good.
A Transmigrator and a Time Traveler Walk Into The Bamboo House
Summary:
Over a year after Shen Qingqiu's death, Luo Binghe consults his servant's servant, concurrently his disgraced martial uncle, for a way to bring the love of his life back. Shang Qinghua sends him in the direction of a certain time-traveling artifact, which supposedly brings one to the day they first met their soulmate.
Odd, though, that the artifact ends up missing the destination by just a few years…
A story in which post-Abyss Luo Binghe relives his disciple days, while juggling his secrets, traumas, and some unexpected revelations about the man he loves on top of that.
Unveiling The Imposter
Summary:
While tracking a suspicious fortune-teller, Shen Qingqiu falls unconscious. The fortune-teller extracts a glowing orb from his body, telling Luo Binghe and Liu Qingge that this Shen Qingqiu is an imposter, and they can see for themselves if they don't believe it.
Alternatively, the Demon Lord and Peak Lords watch Scum-Villain's Self-Saving System.
Characters Watch the Series fanfic. Post-Canon.
High Mountain, How I Long
Summary: Shen Qingqiu, after enduring his trial, is placed into Luo Binghe’s custody at Huan Hua Palace.
meta madness
Summary: Looking at SVSSS through the eyes of the universe left behind when Airplane and Cucumber died.
(Note: Not a fic, but a series, but every fic in it is so good so definitely check it out.)
it's only shameless if you had any shame to loose in the first place
Summary: They have not told anyone about their marriage, and at Shen Qingqiu's request, they will only do so once the wedding preparations are done. No one will have time to nag!
But in the meantime, Luo Binghe, demonic lord or not, is only an alpha. He must do something to show off his claim or he'll go insane, he really will. He'll qi deviate terribly, see if he won't.
Fortunately, as thin-faced as he is, his Shizun does not care much for proper dynamic etiquette...
love's worth running to
Summary: “Shizun,” he purred, darkly calm despite the anger oozing out of his mock-respectful smile. Luo Binghe's grip on Xiu Ya's blade tightened, and he realised with belated horror that his blood was running down the sword and dripping by Shen Qingqiu's feet. His sword had to be held at an upwards angle now, to reach the place where he pierced him back then.
Shen Qingqiu felt sick. There was something wrong in this dream.
“I ask you again. Do you regret it, Shizun?”
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Shen Qingqiu can't answer whether he regrets betraying him. Luo Binghe wants his Shizun to understand how he suffered, and drags Shen Qingqiu into his dreamscape of the Endless Abyss that night.
The only problem: Shen Qingqiu isn't waking up.
We Are Not Wise
Summary:
When Shen Qingqiu drew Shen Yuan’s soul sword, it felt like being burned from the inside out. The fire wasn’t cruel, but it was still fire—hot and destructive, searing the softest pieces of him.
When Binghe’s fingers touch the hilt, he is ready for pain.
Transmigrated into a version of Proud Immortal Demon Way where cultivators manifest their own souls into spiritual weapons, Shen Yuan finds himself sort of kind of…accidentally blackmailing Shen Qingqiu into taking him on as a disciple before Luo Binghe joins the sect.
That should give Shen Yuan plenty of opportunities to make sure nothing goes wrong for his favorite protagonist, right? RIGHT!?
A story of twists, turns, hope, despair, and soul swords. Written for the Bingqiu Reverse Minibang 2023, illustrated and conceptualized by the incredible Suzu!
The Cultivating Force
Summary: In which a Master and a Padawan run into a Shizun and a... Sith?
and judgement is just like a cup that we share
Summary: The blob finished rotating into place in a way that wasn’t quite compatible with geometry as Shen Qingqiu understood it, and cleared a throat it didn’t seem to have.
“Greetings,” it said, somehow clearly addressing him in particular more than the room as a whole despite its total lack of features other than blueness and translucency. “I’m here on behalf of the Hyper-Celestial Peace and Order Enforcement Bureau. Crime scene secure, proceeding to interviews. Beginning with Subject One: You are Shen Qingqiu, formerly Shen Yuan, also known as Peerless Cucumber?”
"Proud Immortal Demon... Protection Squad?"
Summary:
[ REWRITTEN 2023 ]
in which shen qingqiu, the nation's scum villain, doesn't perish from a qi deviation and instead, after dying tragically in his pathetic, sickly, 20 year-old body because he ate some definitely rotten yogurt he mistook for cream cheese like the absolute knob that he is, shen yuan wakes up to find himself in the body of a child, in the middle of a forest, and with absolutely no clue what world this shitty system had dropped him into. he decides to just go with the flow, one step at a time.
what could possibly go wrong?
(the answer is: everything)
(Shen Yuan Might Die Often but His) Old Habits Die Hard
Summary: When Luo Binghe asks about his spiritual veins in the Holy Mausoleum, Shen Yuan's chest feels so funny that a lifetime of being chronically ill and reassuring his loved ones that, actually, he's fine kicks in. It is fine, really, because every problem in Airplane-bro's world can be solved by something that's penciled regularly into Shen Yuan's schedule at least eight times a week now.
Except the cure for Without a Cure doesn't work, and Shen Yuan's unlucky enough that Airplane-bro's plot device for winning over a tsundere via 'walking a mile in each others' bodies' hits him before he can figure out an alternative to telling Binghe that actually his five years of rebuilding Shen Qingqiu's spiritual veins diligently failed to cure him.
Luo Binghe is, of course, less than impressed to discover through personal experience what Shen Yuan, with his pain scale so skewed by years of chronic pain, never did during all his time poisoned: that, actually, having spiritual energy forming blockages and blood stagnating in your body hurts like hell.
Anyway, that's all that I've got for now. I hope that if you do take my recs you enjoy them, and remember to read all of the tags. Have fun reading!
#fic recs#fanfiction#svsss#bingqiu#luo binghe#shen qingqiu#shen yuan#danmei#shang qinghua#mobei jun#moshang#the scum villain's self saving system#the scum villian’s self saving system fic recs#svsss fic#shen jiu
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noodle bowl recipe/technique
When I'm not at the farm it's always a struggle to eat as many vegetables as my body wants me to eat. Like it's just confusing to go out and buy vegetables when you're really used to just kind of going to the walk-in cooler and being like "ok what have we got too much left over of, time to Eat That", and I need to overcome this by having a recipe in mind beforehand but one I can adapt if they don't have the thing I'm thinking of at the store. So I'm trying to collect not recipes so much as techniques, because I have this problem where it's hard for me to follow a recipe because I accidentally skip reading the middle of it. Ha.
(I saw a good post about how "measure that shit with your heart" is misleading and like, mood. I am a very experienced cook but I have attention problems and can't follow a recipe if I'm tired or distracted or in pain. So I'm trying to link to real everything is measured for you recipes where I can, so if you haven't made this before and don't know what it should look like, you've got a tested version with proper amounts to start with. Just like I do! And then once I have the technique down, and the relative amounts, I'm sharing my method, which is less so on the measuring and more on my mother's technique, which is "you put in enough and then cook it until it is done", which when I was new was so frustrating, but now that I am old, I know it is 100% based on practice. And that's all, there's no mystery, it's just "I've made it before and I know how it should look so you just make it look like that." Now that I can't reliably read a whole recipe and not miss a big whack of the middle of it, I rely so much on having practiced and generally knowing what things look like when they're "right". But it's not magic and I'm not measuring with my heart I'm measuring with my practiced eye and hand.)
Anyway. Rice bowls or noodle bowls are a fantastic way to just throw a bunch of vegetables into a nice yummy sauce over a good comforting starch and have that be a meal. I tend to do a noodle bowl, and then any left over ingredients get incorporated into a fried rice scramble thing later, so you can keep that in mind if you want to try this.
I found this recipe for butternut squash mushroom noodle bowls. And I tried it as written, and it wasn't bad, but for me, roasting everything in the oven was very hard to time and didn't turn out fantastically well. YMMV, but I have more experience sauteeing things. (My first attempt I also used bok choy instead of spinach so I roasted it separately on another sheet pan according to a technique I've done before for roasted bok choy; this approach would probably work just fine if you were paying more attention than I was; my main issue was that noodle bowl recipe linked above gives far too little time for the butternut squash to roast so mine was unpleasantly crunchy. It's wrong, give it longer, and so I found it best to just not try to squeeze anything else onto the sheet with it as that recipe directs.)
So I changed it up for a second try.
First thing I did was peel the butternut squash with a vegetable peeler (I find it easiest to do this if I kinda cut it in half crosswise first), then scoop out and set aside the squash guts, then cube the thing up and roast it on a sheet pan, drizzled with peanut oil and salt and set at 400.
That's gonna take like 45 minutes or so, so I set most of my timing around that. Check the directions on your noodles or whatever, figure out what order you've got to do those in. (Soba are best for the protein, but I had rice noodles and they needed a pre-soak and it messed up my timing, which is why I'm making this note here.)
dice an onion. preheat skillet, add oil, begin to sautee onions.
rinse and prepare bok choi or other green of choice.
when the squash is part of the way cooked (like 25 minutes or so, give it a stir and check it to see if it's softening at all), take the seeds you set aside. separate them from the guts (I squeeze them with my fingers out of the assorted gut-fibers, works pretty well), spread in single layer on small baking sheet. turn oven down to 350. drizzle seeds with sesame oil and a tiny bit of salt. put them in the oven for like ten to fifteen minutes. (Turning the heat down is my attempt to have them not pop and fly all over the oven. IDK if it'll work. Be prepared to wipe seeds out of your oven tomorrow morning. They're not messy at least they just fly everywhere.)
Now throw your mushrooms and some diced garlic into your onions and saute. Add the bok choi or spinach or kale or whatever as you're stirring. Cook it all down.
Now make your sauce-- I did not measure anything this go-round, I just grated a bunch of ginger (I keep my ginger root in the fridge and it's easy to microplane off whatever you need) into a wee prep bowl, then added soy sauce, some honey, a couple spoonfuls of water from the boiling noodles to melt the honey and clean the spoon, and then a spoonful or two of chili crisp ("happy lady sauce" [lao gan ma]) because i don't stock sriracha currently.
When your noodles are ready, turn the oven off. Drain the noodles and divide them into your serving bowls, top with squash, add sauteed veg, squash seeds, the sauce. top with sesame seeds.
This was awesome, and I have leftover cooked squash cubes I'm gonna put into another recipe later cuz if you're gonna roast a butternut you might as well roast a pretty big one. I particularly like using the squash seeds because they're so tasty and crunchy and deserve to be eaten rather than thrown out.
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Hello! I'm passing by with an opportunity to ramble if you'd like! :D I know you like Raph - what about Raph as a character appeals to you (any or all versions)? Do you have favorite Raph moments or episodes? Out of the other turtles, who do you enjoy Raph's dynamic with the most?
Yes, I would actually like to do that. Thank you much!! I've been wanting to post and write more now that classes are done, and this was a helpful kick-start. A little too helpful, some might say. Very long post ahead.
What about Raph as a character appeals to you (any or all versions)?
Honestly, liking Raph took me by complete surprise. Growing up on 12 and getting back into my TMNT fixation with Rise, Leo and Donnie were my favorite turtles by far. But then I decided to watch as much as I could in chronological order. 87 Raphael was not at all what I expected, and I immediately loved him. He's hilarious and exudes the kind of sarcasm I can only aspire to. And as I began watching and rewatching shows and movies, I realised a lot of them have this dry wit that appeals to my sense of humor.
Raphs also go through so much crap internally and externally, and I'm a sucker for angst. Plus, it's so important to me that no matter how much they struggle, no one gets and loves them so well as their family. Maybe a weird example, but I love Mr. Nice Guy (1987), in which Donatello's Personality Alterator gets turned on him accidentally, and the other three freak out and send him to therapy. Like it's a silly situation, but the fact that they clock something's really wrong in the way he's not acting like himself and get him help is heartwarming.
Had a good laugh earlier this week at the realisation that most Raphs are particularly sweet on kids, old blind folks, and animals. Followed a couple of days later by the thought, duh, these populations are particularly vulnerable to abuse and harm, so of course, a Raph is going to be protective of them.
Also, sai are so cool, what the heck. Can't believe I was obsessing over katana as a kid when sai are right there. With my limited understanding, they may not always be shown correctly in TMNT? But they're truly very neat weapons, and sai kata are cool to watch.
Do you have favorite Raph moments or episodes?
Gotta love the classic
87 Donatello: Oh well, you know women.
87 Raphael: No, we don't!
Raphael Meets His Match (1987) is perfect. No notes.
90s Raph and Casey's first fight ("Cricket! Nobody understands cricket. You gotta know what a crumpet is to understand cricket"), then he goes home and curls up with Splinter to cry about getting his butt kicked by Some Dude. He's quite the daddy's boy in the 90s.
Raph's voice is unfairly gorgeous in Coming Out of Their Shells. I straight up clutched my heart the first time I heard it
Mikey: Tell 'em Raph!
Raph: It isn't burgers or french fries that work for turtles of our size
I love this silly line entirely because of his voice and delivery. He's also fun to watch on stage. One of my favorite bits is this backward skip he does when he sings, "And moving backwards is a crying shame!"
The one where Venus gets her name
TNM Leo: Hey, Venus! Uh, what's with the statue head?
TNM Raph: Hahaha! She won it in the park, slaying bad guys.
After the TNM gang saves a baby turtle from a poacher, Raph gets on the floor to be at eye level with her
Raph: You know what, you're kinda cute for such an ugly little thing. I'm you're Uncle Raph~ You wanna go for a ride in my hog? Ayo, Donnie! Can you make her a teeny tiny helmet?
And then Donnie teases him while everyone stares, so he gets offended (read: embarrassed), and Leo teases him harder, and he gets even more offended.
Just thinking about the beginning of Meet Casey Jones (2003) makes me tear up.
The almost as funny successor
12 Donnie: She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen
12 Raph: Isn't she the only girl you've ever seen?
As a fellow biggest sibling, Rise Raph in Pizza Puffs is such a mood. Also love the scene where he eats his phone in Mystic Library.
Out of the other turtles, who do you enjoy Raph's dynamic with the most?
87 Raphael and Donatello's dynamic is very important to me. In my heart, they're twins. Some of my favorite episodes are the ones where they pair off or take the same side of a team argument: Splinter Vanishes, The Big Blow Out, Back to the Egg, Dirk Savage: Mutant Hunter, Combat Land, Cry H.A.V.O.C.!, etc. I also love this line from My Brother, the Bad Guy
Raphael: Okay, this is the point at which we get squashed like bugs, or! turn to Donatello for help.
R+M+L: DONATELLO!
Coming Out of Their Shells Sunset Duo are the besties everrrrr. Mikey raps a whole verse in Cowabunga about how Raph is his best friend and they wrote all of the music together and that is like the most epic thing ever and I love their energy and how they play off each other on stage and they love each so much I can't–
TNM Raph and Venus!! The siblings ever, truly. So much sass. They are both overprotective of each other. They're literally the best.
03 Sunset Duo will never not be funny. Raph can be tricked into verbally affirming he loves Mikey when he thinks one or both of them are about to die. Raph is also incredibly distraught about Mikey possibly and then actually winning the Battle Nexus Tournament. Peak comedy and siblinghood.
07 Raph and Leo quite possibly make me feral. "Is he kiddin'? He's lecturing." I still can not believe he didn't know Raph was Nightwatcher. For so many reasons, but especially because some of his initial comments in that fight are pointed. I always wonder if, on some unconscious level, he did know. And then Raph goes through a battery of emotions with the katana breaking and pinning Leo and then running and all the screaming, gosh. Leo, too. They're so similar it hurts.
I also love 12 Sunset Duo, but I think I love the A-Team a little more. Honestly, their interactions remind me so much of my siblings and I. Pushing each other's buttons so hard, then taking over the world together. Actively trying to kill each other, but minutes later, they're professing their undying love. So much ganging up on their little siblings. Leo gets adorably excited with him sometimes ("Look, Raph, mouser-kebabs!"), and Raph is frequently going, how are we related??? ("Halt? Villain?? When did we start talking like that?!" and "Dude, it literally hurts to listen to you sometimes"). Favs.
Thanks for asking, and I hope everyone who made it here enjoyed the ride!
#raphael hamato#raphael splinterson#tmnt 1987#tmnt 1990s#coming out of their shells#the next mutation#tmnt 2003#tmnt 2007#tmnt 2012#rottmnt#tmnt#my asks#whattrainofthought
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ink demon thoughts 1 - identity stuff
He's such a good character to me I love him so much grhrhrh peak fiction
Before I go on, I call BATDR Bendy Vesty to differentiate him from the other versions of Bendy^^
I wanna go on about the whole Ink Demon and Vesty thing because I thought a lot about it and I've gone through the pipeline of thinking different people > same guy > different people kinda sharing a body.
It's a little messy with how it's presented but uhh here we go.
I don't know why but at first I thought they were completely different people - like I understood they were the same being but it was just that The Ink Demon became Vesty, no traces of himself in there because their behavior is so different. That he would not allow people to see him as weak or anything less significant than what he made himself to be. And Vesty is just. Bendy.
And then I got to the point of thinking that The Ink Demon is still full on conscious and in control as Vesty. Perhaps that he's using this form to his advantage, to appear more approachable. Every behavior and action as Vesty, likely being an act. Parts where he'd speak, and moments later be seen as Vesty. Either a continuity error or him being deceitful.
And now I've made it to the thought of The Ink Demon still being conscious in Vesty's body, but not having control or influence most of the time, sidelined. Maybe traces of him may bleed out before he changes back, but never to a grand extent.
This comes from a Twitter post from the Bendy account. A render of Vesty in his room, looking up at a pile of clutter that he's collected from a fun little thing they've been doing. They would show a screenshot of BATDR, but something was missing from the area, an item that Vesty took. And we had to figure out what was gone. Nobody knew what this was going to amount to.
Until they posted the final image, showcasing everything he's collected.
Ink Demon shaped <3
The final product resembles The Ink Demon, the caption implying that The Ink Demon is conscious within Vesty, just unable to escape when he wants. Also for the most part he doesn't seem to be in control.
This kind of abstract art thing has been seen before.
If we do allow some of the book canon to enter the discussion it's also implied Daniel Lewek (Buddy) is our companion Boris in BATIM.
I can imagine the differences in the situations with The Ink Demon and Buddy is that one belongs there, and is able to return to his original form, while Buddy was reborn in the cycle, damned to his new body, his mind also being sidelined, pushed back to make place for the existence of another Boris.
(I may be incredibly wrong I'm not sure how the cycle works in the books Joe spinning chair please correct me if I am wrong)
All of this also leads me to thinking about The Ink Demon and the name Bendy, because I've seen people call him that a lot.
Potentially hot take: I think he would very much dislike being called Bendy.
He was created with the intention of being a real life copy of Bendy. But it didn't work out. He didn't appear how everyone envisioned. Simply for this, Joey ordered for him to be locked away with the reasoning that he'd potentially scare away investors. Just for that. There were no records or logs of him harming people, he'd just walk around all docile.
Again, if we allow some book content to cross over into this, he was actually locked away, Buddy eventually accidentally releasing him. After he was released he did start harming people. Badly.
I can imagine that he never liked the image of Bendy being pushed onto him. Something he failed to be since he started existing, something he will never be. And he faced neglect for it.
Perhaps at some point he accepted this reality and started to separate himself from the image of Bendy, creating a new identity for himself, feeding into the concept of being the scary monster everyone believes him to be.
All this time he spent disconnecting from the name he likely never identified with or will ever identify with, only to have these random people, things, capture him and try to kill him for months. Ultimately unsuccessful, of course. Experiments and physical torture over the course of nearly 7 months. At some point they figured something out. How to make him weaker, vulnerable.
The absolute spit to the face that must've been. For the things keeping him locked away and trying to find out what makes him tick, to reduce him down to the form that he was originally meant to be, only to further harm him because it's suddenly now possible for him to register pain. For people to finally want to be around him and approach him because he looks familiar. Friendly.
And sure, maybe, with how things may work, he may have not felt the pain Vesty was feeling, maybe he did but to a smaller degree, it's still awful.
It was likely beyond infuriating to not be able to do anything to retaliate, to be seen as weak. Lesser.
To be loved when you're unwillingly presented as something that you're not.
He'd hate every second of it.
He's aware of what he is and his history.
#bendy#batdr#bendy and the dark revival#ink demon#character analysis#kind of theory#professional yapper#can you tell i love him?#the ink demon
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TRANS SANJI RAMBLE!!
I am an enjoyer of headcanons and WILL and HAVE headcanoned the straw hats and other characters with different/conflicting headcanons bc you wanna know why?? I can make different universes and versions of them bc DAMN a lot of these headcanons are hella good
Though I will say, as an enjoyer of headcanons, I am in a drought of transmasc Sanji stuff <\3 I DUNNO IF IM LOOKING IN THE WRONG PLACES OR NOT qwq
+before anyone says, I adore transfem Sanji w all my heart and I am glad she gets the representation bc WOW a lot of people are clever w the stuff they come up will, I really do love it and a lot of you even think of things I would’ve never thought about !! ^o^
jus a little bummed out there’s not as much transmasc Sanji content bc as soon as I saw him on screen I was like “the radar is going off”
ps if you read this far, transmasc Sanji headcanons (hear me out, most likely ooc) (also zosan)
I have been thinking about them SOOO MUCH tbh.. Sanji doesn’t feel 100% while cooking because of cramps?? You bet Zoro will notice and try and help out best he can in the kitchen despite how many times he would get kicked and/or yelled at..
sparring?? Sanji feel miserable and always thinks Zoro is going easy on him so he accidentally blurts it out one time while they are going at it and Zoro is just like “No lmao??” And might reveal smth about Kuina.. and then Sanji cries about it because even in smth like sparring he’s seen as equal to him
I think during WCI (I have not.. watched it yet teehee) while Sanji sees his brothers + sister again they’re all like “what the fuck happened to you” and Sanji is all high guarded about it but says he’s trans and he’s a guy now and they’re all like “oh ok, anyway-“ and it goes on like normal but they respect him (please pleaseeee)
Sanji while he’s with Zeff,, ofc Zeff is like “well now I got an 8-9 year old daughter to take care of” and Sanji doesn’t mind at first because he doesn’t exactly know what he’s feeling but he knows that being called “daughter” doesn’t feel right. I feel like he would discover later on what being trans meant from a frequent customer and he’s all happy because!! Wow he found out!! What best describes him!! And the next time he talks to Zeff he’s all like “so you know that regular we get through the door?” And then tells Zeff and Zeff is all like “well then, I’m happy either way for you, do you want your hair cut or different clothes?”
Running with ideas,, Sanji would probably be scared of taking testosterone/one piece equivalent because of the needles if they didn’t have a gel form. Which is why awhile after chopper joins he asks the little reindeer about it..
I also have a feeling Sanji would be afraid of surgery?? He wants to get top surgery but the idea is SO scary to him,, so he ops for binding,,
Mainly Zoro but also the crew has to remind him to not bind for too long since he can get caught up in cooking, Zoro will ALWAYS ask him to take whatever he binds with off before they spar/fight not wanting to let the cook hurt himself
this is it this is the post (I’m so mentally I’ll)
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It's been a while I have an request!
Can I have a yandere botw Link and gagondorf ( probably spelled his name wrong) x a female child gallade Pokemon reader where they find the reader confused and scared
So I just got botw recently as I got that game and tears of the kingdom. These are the only games of Zelda that I have ever played so I don’t know much of the lore plus I’m still not that far in the game.
Since I’m not that far in the game I’ll make this pretty close to where I am and change a few things.
The requester said that I could have it separate or together so i decided together as it would be easier since I’m just now getting into the fandom.
Anyway hope you like what I did with it! Also this might turn out short because of memory and me not being able to think of anything but hopefully it turns out to be not short so wish me luck.
Warning: noob author, female reader, platonic yandere characters, possible violence, and others.
Characters: link, ganon.
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It was after the calamity when link first saw you. You had met link while he was out in the forest looking for stuff like the days where he had to forage for things when the calamity was still happening, you were just walking around noticing he different plants and creatures you weren’t familiar with and in doing so didn’t notice the male in front of you; which was link, and bumping into him.
He decided to bring you to ganon’s castle as he was worried on why such a young child was out all alone where they could get hurt or worse killed as the mobs of enemies are still not yet tamed to be good.
You just evolved into a gallade shockingly enough though you were still young and inexperienced in fighting so all you did was train until something you don’t know happened and next thing you know is that you were in this unfamiliar world.
Gannon was shocked to see his lover bring in a child with him after coming back from his adventure in the woods. When explained of how link found her he decided that she would be their child and heir as he saw how link is with her even with how soon link met her.
Gannon and link both was informed by her about how her species is and that she would’ve been a gardevoir as s that was the female version, but she got her wish about being a gallade instead, she also explain the many species in her world tyhat she could remember, even saying how the two reminds her of certain pokemon; Gannon being a like a heatran that you’ve heard about in passings one time. Link reminds you of a pokemon from johto called celebi.
You meet Zelda later on who reminds you of a man-made Pokémon called magearna which was made for a princess and Zelda’s a princess. Even though link is her friend you don’t get to know her much as ganon made link realize all of the trauma she may unintentionally or intentionally placed on him so link made sure to retain as her bodyguard and have little interaction with Zelda as much as he could without seeming suspicious.
You met Sidon the prince of zora’s; he reminds you of a red gyarados mixed with a garchomp and when you told him that he was clueless and fascinated. He wished that he had gotten to link so you’d be his and link’s daughter but sadly he was fixed into a arranged marriage with yona and he sadly couldn’t get out of it plus ganon already had link and ganon’s powerful, too powerful for him to beat. He loved yona but as a friend and sister and not as a lover.
(A/n: hope y’all like what i did with it!! Also this was referenced off a au of requester and mine that we made and i used it to give me an idea on how to post it. Reason why I know a few things even though i recently got the game is because i accidentally spoiled myself of what happened in totk. Anyway hope y’all have a wonderful day/evening/night!!!)
#anime#anime x reader#various x reader#x reader stories#crossover#anime crossover#pokemon#x pokémon!reader#pokémon crossover#female!reader#x fem!reader#child!reader#platonic#yandere x reader#yandere
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my brain has caught up with jrwi, and now I'm thinking about the parallels between Gillian Tidestrider and Ava Ferin, and the reason why Ava might have been killed.
-Both were trained by a leader of their respective society to be a powerful weapon (The Admiral for Ava, and the Elders for Gillion)
-Both were taken from their families to do so (iirc either Jay or Jayson mentioned how Jayson didn't want Ava or Jay to join the Navy once apon a time, possibly pre-brainwashing. And we know how Gillion was taken and isolated from his family.)
-Both are/were infused with prophetic power that comes from or is aligned to one of the two major goddesses (actually I think I'm just assuming Ava had the red hair and divine blood like Jay, but even if that's not the case she still comes from a bloodline clearly associated with the sun goddess)
-Both may have been following a prophecy that may or may not have been twisted by their elders (Gill and the undersea prophecy and how that was revealed by the tree to have been changed to suit the Elders purpose, and then we have the whole Ferin blood prophecy written in celestial that Jay found in ep 115, and that her grandmother seemed to have been using/taking inspiration from, although don't ask me for details about it because I was too stressed to retain any information)
Anyway, with this plus the implication of there being a second chosen one, I believe that Ava was being groomed to be the chosen one just as much as Gill was, and further down the line, someone in the navy got wind of the undersea version of the prophecy, and realised that they couldn't harness the power of the sea for themselves if the chosen one won and decided to get rid of the sea forever.
And even if that risk is remote, that the prophecy they heard was wrong, and there was no chance the chosen one would destroy the ocean, the possibility of there being a grain of truth to it might have been too much to let slide. Which means Ava had to go, just in case.
And now they know Gill is out there (not alone, and at full power even after being banished), they'll come for him too. The Admiral seems like the type of person to cover all bases, metaphorically and literally. Perhaps the black sea base with the dead tritons was designed to be a trap for him, a place he would attack with righteous fury on learning that his people had been tortured there. Maybe each navy base had some well-placed 'accidentally left out' documents alluding to that base and the experiments happening there, directly to trick Gill into finding out and charging in. After all, that's what he's known for, that was Jaysons first impression of him (and oh my god I've just remembered the captains at the allport base talking about moving the chosen one. That's gotta be doppelgilly. that's for another post but holy shit).
A nice, clean way to get rid of the chosen one, far away from prying eyes in the ruined sea, and while he's there, it would be a good opportunity to replace him with a version that is nice and obedient to the navy's plans. No chance of that prophetic choice being made incorrectly then haha(haha).
Bonus connection:
-Both Ava and Gill fell in love with a pirate originally from the Black Rose, who over the course of time convinced them that they were worth more than whatever plan their leaders set in place for them.
#hello hi I remembered that I could post whatever I wanted here so have a jwri theory#now I'm retreating to the depths to relisten to the whole thing because I miss the albatrio already#jrwi spoilers#jrwi riptide#jrwi#jrwi theory
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Part 24 - Sy
Masterlist
Series Masterlist
Part 23 -- Part 25
Pairing: Sy x trans!ofc (Alicia)
Summary: The guys throw a New Years Eve party at 179th Crescent Street...
Warnings: SMUT, NSFW, 18+, MINORS DNI, oral (m and f receiving), anal fingering (m receiving), an interesting case (if I do say so myself) of phone-moaning (look it up if you have to). Brief mention of transphobic parents and mention of (child) abuse.
ETA: PLEASE, if I missed any tags/warnings, let me know. (Always let me know, but let me know for this one in particular. It's way more likely I accidentally missed something that can be triggering for someone here.)
Word count: 3.6k
A/N: I'm on the verge of having a panic attack over posting this. Not because I think it's bad - I personally love this chapter - but because Sy is such a crowd favorite and I'm a little nervous about how this will be received. Also: Liz is the first trans character I've written at this point. So much research went into this, which is part of why I struggled with writing this so much. We're still horny on main, though, as always.
It's obviously a first for Sy, too, and he says some stupid shit - he also really likes this girl, which doesn't help with foot-in-mouth-disease, obviously. Bear with him, please.
@deandoesthingstome @geralts-yenn @summersong69 @peaches1958 @fvckinghenrycavill @keanureevesisbae @livisss @sillyrabbit81 @ellethespaceunicorn @ylva-syverson @poledancingdinos
Charles punched a guy. We’d all love to get through a night out - or in, apparently - without something like that happening, but it doesn’t seem to be in the cards for us. That said, I think he was right to do it, and if I’d been within arms reach of the guy, he’d have had me to deal with, too. Harassing Dani was wrong, but to do it right in front of our eyes… That’s just plain stupid. When everyone’s back to their business, I turn back to Alicia and watch her as she takes a sip of her beer.
“What?” she asks.
“Nothing,” I say. I huff quietly when I hear myself speak. Little too much emphasis on that ‘g’ at the end. I’m hiding my accent. I like this girl.
I first noticed it when I talked to Mike after the chaotic house meeting from a few days ago. I say ‘chaotic’, but it wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary for us. It’s not our fault! Who puts eight guys our age in a house and calls it a day? Anyway, he told me one of Dani’s roommates wanted to find out if Dani had been lying about my… Let’s go with ‘skills’. Apparently, the review was pretty good. Now, I’ve seen Sloane. She’s on the hockey team, and I normally wouldn’t dream of passing up an opportunity like that, but I just… Couldn’t care less, to be honest. And then Liz texted me and Mike caught me grinning at my phone like an idiot. Which he pointed out while also grinning like an idiot. And now here we are.
“Say that again,” she teases. Fuck, I’m busted. How about I don’t answer her, and just shake my head instead? Will that work? “I like the way you talk, Sy.”
There’s a hint of a drawl to her voice. It’s definitely subtle, but it’s there. At first I wonder if she’s messing with me, but when she asks where I’m from, I have my answer. She’s not mocking me, she’s from Georgia. Which my stepfather would say is even worse, but I stopped listening to him right around the time I turned six. The longer we talk, the clearer her accent becomes. Makes me wonder when she lost it. And why. Takes me a while longer than I care to admit to ask her that…
“My aunt from New York took me in when I was twelve,” she answers. “Parents kicked me out for… You know… What about you? What made you move away?” It doesn’t bother me that she doesn’t finish her sentence, because I have a perfectly good idea of what she would have said if she had. I feel like everybody would have known. When Mikey found out Liz and I were texting, he asked me if I knew. I told him I did. Then he asked me if I cared, and I told him I didn’t. I meant what I said.
“The short version is that I tried to hit ma’s scumbag boyfriend back, hit ma instead. Can’t come home unless I apologize to him. Which I ain’t gonna do.”
“Ouch, you win. More beer?” She’s on her way to the kitchen before I can even answer.
Now that I’ve got nothing else to do, I look around the room. Charles has disappeared - probably with Sloane - and Leon is still chatting up Ariel, Dani’s other roommate. They seem to know each other, which means she might be the same Ariel he always competes with to be first in his class. Marshall is up to something that involves Vivienne Chase. I know the type. We all do. I know Marshall has referred to her as a ‘puck bunny’ before. He seemed pretty annoyed by her at the time. Guess that’s over now. I don’t know what’s been bugging him, but it can’t be good. I reckon there’s an eighty percent chance that this ain’t the way to solve it, either, but it’s none of my business, and I’m gonna treat it that way.
Alicia and I play a few more rounds of horrible childhood bingo, until people around us start counting down. It’s a countdown to a first kiss I’m shockingly nervous about. Luckily, she’s braver than I am, putting her bottle down while reaching for mine. Then, when that’s put to the side as well, pulling me closer to her by hooking her fingers into the pockets of my jeans. I expected to not have to lower my head: she’s nearly six feet tall. What I didn’t expect was that I’d be looking up slightly. She’s wearing heels, too, fucking hell. It takes everything I’ve got to keep with a certain level of decency. Yes, practically everyone in this room is doing the same thing I am, but that don’t mean… Alright, she doesn't seem to care about propriety half as much as I do.
“I’ve got a perfectly nice room upstairs, with a lot less prying eyes.” Why am I not surprised she’s coming with me?
Goddamn, this girl can kiss. I’m already dizzy, and something just tells me I ain’t seen nothing yet. The way she’s clawing at my back makes me think she likes it rough. I don’t mind it one bit: I ain’t exactly built to be gentle. She moans loudly when I pin her against the door. Her dress was already creeping up her thighs when I walked her upstairs, but is now only inches away from exposing that gorgeous ass completely - I didn’t let her go first on the stairs for no goddamn reason, and now that we’re in private, whatever fabric stands between me and that ass is frustrating me to no end.
“Hm, eager,” she chuckles as my hands push her dress up further. I groan as she makes a point of grinding her hips against mine.
“Well, you’re a hot piece of ass, so…” She laughs when I pull her away from the door, towards my bed.
That dress comes off easily, but not before she pulls my shirt over my head. That look in her eyes as they glide over my chest, the way she takes her bottom lip in between her teeth… This chick is driving me fucking nuts. I enjoy the way she looks at me for a while too long, apparently, because she reaches behind her back to undo her bra and tosses it aside. Now it’s my turn to stare and her turn to revel in the attention. ‘Great tits.’ That’s it. That’s the only thought I have. Anything else, my brain just refuses to process - like the ringing of her phone, which I hear faintly in the background somewhere. The only reason I know I’m not making it up, is because I watch her pull it out of the purse she dropped next to my bed, and hang up on whoever is on the other end. Other than that faint notion, that rack is really my whole world right now. Fucking magnetic. I mean it. It’s as if gravity in this room has somehow shifted, and everything is now pulled towards her chest. Alright, maybe not everything, but God knows I am, for sure.
The few quick kisses on her neck are out of a kind of twisted courtesy - pure pretense, to separate myself from a fucking caveman by a hair or two. As much as I hate to admit it, all I really want right now is to get more closely acquainted with these boobs. They’re far from the biggest I’ve ever seen. I wouldn’t say they’re the nicest, either - although they’re definitely up there. But, damn, I’d be lying if I said there had ever been a pair I’d been more curious about. I have a strong feeling she won’t appreciate it if I say something about that, but unfortunately there just ain’t enough blood going to my brain right now for me to think straight…
“Can’t believe these are fake.” Once I realize what I’ve said, I look up at her like a deer in headlights.
“No worries, you’re good,” Alicia laughs when she sees my face. “I mean… They are fake.”
“How ‘bout I just try ‘n’ keep quiet from now on?” It’s gonna be tough, but I wouldn’t forgive myself if I accidentally say something really stupid and ruin this.
“Oh no. They say you’ve got a dirty mouth. I wanna hear it.” That’s all good ‘n' well, but I’m gonna keep my mouth otherwise occupied for the time being. I sincerely hope she won’t mind.
My nerves about saying something stupid end up on the back burner when her phone rings again. I fucking hope it's a protective friend or something.
"Jesus, who keeps callin' ya?" This is the third time in ten minutes. I gave it a pass the first two, but now… Why doesn’t she turn the damn thing off?
"My ex," she groans. Not what a man wants to hear, honestly. The phone stops buzzing for a minute, and then it picks up right where it left off with call number four. The good news is that she seems as annoyed as I am. The bad news is that continuous phone calls from the ex of the girl you're trying to nail are a really effective boner killer. Liz sighs and hangs up again, while I give up on trying to ignore this issue.
"Bad breakup?" I ask lightly, barely taking my lips off her skin. I'm fixing to get as much quality time with these tits as I possibly can, ex be damned.
"The worst," she groans. "She cheated." There's two words in that sentence, and I have no clue which one confuses me more.
"Cheated? On you? Now that's just stupid." She laughs in reply - a sound that turns into a moan when I bite down on her nipple.
I’m a little disappointed when one of her hands reaches for my chin and pulls me back up. I was having a great time! Must’ve looked sad, too, because she laughs and looks at me with feigned pity in her eyes before kissing me. I wonder if that’s the only great way she has to cheer me up… My hands continue their exploration. It’s almost impossible to move on from her boobs, but I eventually make it further down, and my hand finds its way between her legs. Hm.
"Sy," Liz has clearly picked up on my… surprise? Is that the right word? It's a good thing there’s a hint of a chuckle to her voice, because I'm just confused at this point.
"Yeah?"
"This vagina was brought to you by the wonders of modern medicine. Doesn't get as wet as you’re probably used to." That actually explains a lot - and nowhere near enough. It sounds like lube would fix most of that problem, and I have some, so we’re good there. Thing is: it tastes horrible. Luckily, Liz manages to solve my dilemma before my indecisiveness really gets to me.
“I’ve heard too many good things about that allegedly incredible head game of yours,” she says coyly. I chuckle as a grin spreads on my face. Knowing her expectations are high should probably make me more nervous than I already am, but it doesn’t. I know what the girls I’ve been with say about me, and I take pride in that particular skill. Does that make me a cocky jerk sometimes? Absolutely. They don’t seem to care when they’re screaming my name, so why should I?
I kiss my way down Alicia’s body. Slowly. I may be impatient but I enjoy teasing ‘em a little too much to skip that part… She clearly disagrees, trying everything in her power to push me down faster. It’s cute, and it makes me laugh.
“Ain’t gonna work, sugar,” I say in between kisses pressed to her stomach. “The more you try, the longer I’m gonna drag this out. Be good for me, okay?” She agrees - reluctantly - meaning I can continue my journey south.
Not being able to use my hands is going to be a challenge. One I’ll gladly accept, that’s for sure, but a challenge nonetheless. It takes me a minute to find something she likes. Thank God she’s not shy! Actually, she’s pretty loud, which is fantastic. I love a woman who just offers up the intel on what she likes unprompted. Makes me look like I know what I’m doing, because… well… I’ll know what I’m doing. She’s all moans and whimpers and ‘right there’-s and breaths hitching as my fingertips dig into her hips. Her hand is on the back of my head, pulling me closer to her… I can’t wipe this smug grin off my face - she’s gonna cum in no time.
Fuck! That goddamn phone again! I stop what I’m doing, raise myself up on my elbows and look at Liz.
“Pick up the phone,” I growl. I’m done with this bullshit.
“What?” Liz asks me, slightly dazed. I understand her confusion, but I’m seriously over this.
“Pick up the goddamn phone,” I repeat. My grin widens as I watch Alicia accept the call and put the phone to her ear.
“Kelly. Hi," she says. She’s clearly not happy to even speak to her. Doesn’t matter. I’m gonna try my best to make this the best phone call they ever had. I can’t help but chuckle as my mouth finds its way back to where it was a minute ago, and goes right back to doing exactly what it was doing before we were so rudely interrupted. When I look up, Alicia stares back at me, eyes wide with shock, begging me… to keep going.
“Eh, no. I - ah - I’m not home.” She’s trying hard to keep her voice steady, I’m trying hard to break her. Neither of us have it easy right now. And ultimately we’re both still playing for the same side.
“Why do you even give a - fuck!” Honestly? Nice timing. Kelly’s voice - which I can barely make out from where I am - starts to sound more agitated. Apparently, the answer to that question is a long one, because Kelly keeps talking for a while. That gives me just the right amount of time to really drive Liz nuts.
“It’s literally - hng - none of your business - hmm - what I’m doing,” Liz suddenly snaps. “Or who I’m doing.” I almost choke on my own spit when she adds that last bit.
“Because we broke up, remember? Jesus.” There’s no way she can last long now.
“Kelly, seriously, stop bothering m-oh my god, Sy!” It’s a good thing she can’t see my face, because I’m grinning like crazy.
“That was fun,” I tease when I lie down next to her again. “Turn that thing off.”
“I doubt she’ll be calling back,” Alicia says, but she turns her phone off anyway before turning to me. “You really are as good as they say.”
It’s a reputation I never asked for, but I can’t say I mind having it. And I certainly don’t mind honing my craft, so to speak. Besides… most girls are willing to trade good head for good head - in my personal experience, at least. I can't complain about that.
Her fingers leave goosebumps on my skin wherever they move - and they move absolutely everywhere but the place I actually want them in, while she kisses me fiercely. It’s far too easy to lose myself in her touch, especially when she finally does go where I need her most.
I’m prepared for the soft gasp I hear when she wraps her fingers around my cock - anything else there is to notice gets lost in the sensation of her lips all over my chest and abs as she makes her way down. Her tongue feels amazing as she slowly swirls it around the tip of my cock before taking me all the way down with no issues.
I'm staring. I know I am, and I don't give a damn. It's been a while since I've been this impressed with a girl's skills. Fuck me, she's good. Her eyes are on me the whole time she's down there, slobbering all over my dick - pardon my French - and I'm in absolute heaven. Until…
"Whoa!" Those fingers are headed directly where no man - or woman, for that matter - has gone before. Not on me, at least.
"What's the problem, Sy?"
I curse softly under my breath and pray Geralt isn't listening in. "I'd say somethin' along the lines of me not bein' used to a girl tryin'a stick a finger up my ass," I mumble. Judging from the grin on her face, she heard perfectly. She slowly climbs up until she's lying next to me again.
"I strongly recommend that you give it a try," she says in a sultry tone, with eyes that put 98 percent of pornstars to shame.
"Normally I'd ask ya why I should trust a girl on this," I sigh, "but I reckon you would know…"
"First-hand experience," she replies. I don't know what it is, but something about this is intriguing.
"Is it good?" I ask carefully. I'm not saying I will… just that… I might.
"Like you wouldn't believe," she purrs in my ear. That's it, I'm blaming her. It's her. She is impossible to resist.
"Alright, I'll bite," I say, and I can't believe my own ears. "I'll try it." She's made me fucking curious. Dammit. Oh well. If I don't like it, I don't ever gotta do it again, right?
"Told ya," she grins. I'm still dizzy. That was hands down the best fucking orgasm of my entire life. Fucking hell. And there she is: smug smirk firm on her face, and soft lips torturing my earlobe.
"Gimme a break, sugar," I moan softly as I gently pull her head away from my face by her hair. She seems to like that.
"That good, huh?" Yeah, yeah, missy, you're awfully proud of yourself. Well… she's not wrong. It really was that good.
"Yeah," I sigh. "But why not go for the… more traditional…" What I want to know is why she didn't…
"You want to know why I didn't let you stick me." That would be one way of putting it, yes.
She takes a deep breath and looks at me.
“Cards on the table, Sy: There’s no way you’re gonna fit,” she says. Are my eyes deceiving me or does she look embarrassed by that?
“Alright, that explains that,” I say, pulling her into a hug.
“You’re not disappointed?” she asks, her voice as full of disbelief as the expression on her face. I shrug. Of course not! Why would I be?
“Nah.” It’s the truth, however hard that may be for her to believe. It’s not even the first time this has happened. You never know what the reaction is going to be when girls first find out what you’re blessed with. At this point, I’ve seen everything from nerves to sheer terror to excitement - sometimes on the same face, within the same minute. This ain’t nothing new to me. But it bothers her. And it bothers me that it bothers her.
“Hey,” I say as I put a finger under her chin and make her look at me, “I’m okay with it if we don’t have sex.” That’s not what I should have said, but I hope she doesn’t jump on it…
“We are having sex,” she says, one eyebrow raised. Fuck.
“Yeah… I know that. Sherlock pointed that out a few days ago, I’m just… I’m still… adjusting my vocabulary.” The grin on her face spreads slowly while I scramble for words, and I glare at her.
“I’m sorry, Sy, I shouldn’t be teasing you like this,” she laughs.
“No,” I reply, “you shouldn’t. You’ll have to make it up to me.”
“Well, there’s always anal,” she says. There’s no way she doesn’t actually hear the record-scratch in my brain. That whole thing came out a little too point-blank for her to be joking. I think. At the same time, I’m not even sure she said what I think she said. I have to have made that up, right? There’s no way…
“What?” I blurt out. And lo and behold: She repeats herself. There it is again. ‘There’s always anal.’ She really said that. Alright.
“Hold on… Your pussy can’t handle me, but your ass can?” I don’t mean to sound as surprised - or crude - as I do, but I can’t help it. This is very… counterintuitive to me. To say the least.
“The downside of designer pussy is that it doesn’t really… stretch easily,” she says softly. I can’t stop myself from letting out a chuckle when she says ‘designer pussy’ - two words I’d probably never expected to hear that close to one another.
“Hey, I’m not opposed to the idea,” I say. It would be another first for me. Definitely something I wouldn’t mind crossing off the list. But not tonight. Not after that blowjob - that's what we're gonna call it for now, I'm still getting comfortable with that other thing that happened. Not after that orgasm. Not after all those beers. She seems to understand perfectly.
"Do you want me to leave?" she asks. I look at her, completely confused.
"Literally not even one bit, darlin'. You're stayin' right here."
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Weekly Roundups: Prompts
Kara no Kyoukai
Tsukihime
Everyone is a Saberface? Wrong. Saber is a Kohakuface. Chaos ensues.
Fate/Stay Night
In some early versions of Arthurian Myth, Mordred just straight up wins…and marries Guinevere to legitimize their rule. That’s obviously multiple flavors of absurd in PHH, but hey, so’s most of the actual plot of FGO. Give me Guin and Mo romance and/or fucking, in any situation. Maybe a sweet if kinda messed-up second love at Chaldea, or a dark NTR plot in a flashback, or the first mistaken for the second by the Knights. (“Guin is a Rinface” preferred but not required.)
Yariyumi has gone on a few pool dates before, I would like them to go on another, please.
It turns out that Guinevere is physically identical to Aoi Tohsaka, what does Rin have to say about it?
Archer and Sitonai spend a lot of time together, archer carries her to her room when she falls asleep, they hold hands when walking just cause. Then, it surges a rumor that Archer is dating Sitonai, cue to archer getting bad looks and then having to explain to all of Chaldea that they're brother and sister
Finding that this new Knight Mordred, is in actuality her own Son with Morgan. Saber reflects on the similarities between their origins as the results of an affair (If Artoria even is the result of an affair in the Fate universe anyway) and on how right now in Camelot an affair is going on between her wife and her best Knight even as she speaks. I don't have any idea where this would lead her, I just always thought it was interesting just how commonly affairs come up in Arthurian myth.
Smut, y'know maybe a good majority of the carnage in heaven's feel cold've been prevented if someone got sakura a hitachi magic wand & a subscription to playgirl.
Fate/Extra
one of the other servants (doesn't matter who) sees BB post-slutification and trains her into a proper young lady.
Based on recent events let's get some toxic Yuri up in this bitch and let Kiara fuck Taiga
After the latest reveal in the Seraph manga I want to see Kiara being ripped apart by Unlimited Lost Works.
BB recovers from all the sluttification and realizes she's into it
Emiya Alter sees Jaguar Warrior for the first time and goes through a trauma-induced panic. Only his teacher can bring him back to his senses
BB in complete disgust of the amount of bimbofication and brain drain erotica her master has been reading about her, she just fucking kills Ritsuka because she decides humanity isn't worth salvation anymore
Prillya:
Begging for some Prillya fluff since my partner and I just caught up with the series
Fate/Apocrypha
Smut, I feel we need more bi rep so Sieg gets double teamed my Astolfo and Jeanne. Bonus for strap
Happily asexual Astolfo. Oh sure, they still love making their partners feel good during sex and all that! But that's what they get out of it - making their partners feel good.
FGO
rejoice gudako , for after 5 years of waiting ,you finally have gyaru lancelot!
Yknow how Huang Feihus kids only pop out when he's fighting? What if during one such fight his kids, instead of helping, tell Guda and/or other servants how strong, dependable, and also very very single their dad is
Gender is a game. Astolfo chose not to play, Sexshifting!Ritsuka is winning handily, and Mordred is losing. Badly. Mordred having a complex and adversarial relationship with gender as a concept, experiencing deep envy for, say, both Extremely Female Mata Hari and Extremely Male Fergus and not being at all able to process why. Maybe finally bonding with Artoria over similar experiences.
A male servant walks in on Artemis bathing. Artemis responds with the customary feminisation spell to whoever saw her naked. Problem is, said Servant was doing a stream on Servant-tube when he accidentally walks in, and the spell effects the viewers of that stream, leading to something like half of Chaldea's male heroes getting sex swapped.
Smut, guro, Xiang Yu and Yu Meiren going at it but Xiang Yu being a horse means its really tearing Meiren apart. Good thing her regen ability means she enjoys it!
the super crown in chaldea , what chaos will ensue?
Unfortunately as part of the single wives club, Galatea is constantly hit on by those who he think she'll be easy. Fortunately, Galatea is ace and instead starts infodumping on shoes, clothing, and how lovely her also ace husband is instead
Asclepius getting fucked in the butt so hard call that Assclapius
Everyone talks about overworking the farming supports. Nobody ever talks about overworking the farming payload. I'd like a thing about the big meta farming servants, like Space Ishtar or Edmond Dantes or Zerkerlot, just being put through the wringer.
Smut, ntr, Netorare where castoria peek as Master has a threesome with Morgan and Tonelico, and can't herself but masturbate while crying desiring to be in their place, even better if Morgan notices it and makes sure to show her how better Master feels when having sex with her.
lets give ritsuka fujimaru a reality marble and see what their inner world looks like
A master summons Mata Hari for the Holy Grail War and decides to ditch the whole thing and run away with her instead. Fluffy or angsty and either oc master or canon one up to the writer
it's the day after the biggest rager Chaldea has thrown so far . gudako wakes up in Izou's bed with a hangover that makes BB look pleasant. after a shower & change of clothes , she & izou stagger to the cafeteria for breakfast. turns out not only did goredolf get past 2nd base with MHXX , their party took place during a grail war in fuyuki city. and in the hectic scramble to flee the cops because they trashed this big-ass mansion , they stole that war's saber class servant and their master.
someone gets Columbus's valentines gift, looks him dead in the eye, and drops it in the trash without breaking eye contact.
oberon: his face when he succ all of Britain
Kadoc starts to get feelings for Ritsuka. The problem is that Kadoc knows that Ritsuka won’t feel the same. He wrong.
Smut, Ibuki getting her tits fucked, a lot. If that's cool.
Smut, incest, Since morgan has appeared servants have been keeping an eye on artoria due to some comments artoria makes from time to time, yet she insists that she will not fuck her sister(again) She ends up fucking her sister, merlin involvement is up to the author
blackbeard of all people has been deemed trustworthy enough to be the guard of gudako's porn stash when there's an inspection.
Smut, Morgan gets Railed by Mash and Habenyan. Thats it that's the prompt.
Smut, i need morgan and oberon to have fucked up insane hatesex. hopefully with copious amount of violence and pain. it's fine if one of them dies btw.
I am in desperate need of Artoria and Mordred sitting down and talking things out, reaching an understanding and just… finally coming to terms with each other. Lord knows the actual game writers wont do it at this point…
On the slight chance it's true: Newly summoned Yoshinaka doesn't understand his wife's new hobby but tries his best to support it
Smut, Tonelico desperately tries to hold the moans back when they fuck but when Mash is on top she edges her to DEATH just to be able to hear her screaming her name
Smut, prompt for og Moriarty throwing out his back and Sherlock having to fix him up but instead of using baritsu Sherlock blows his already blown back back into shape. bonus if it somehow works.
Smut, since it is nerofest, the ultra hard gilgamesh exhibition, but instead of fighting him…. enkidu rails gilgamesh SENSELESS.
Smut, There are still 20 days before the fillathon. You know how Euryale is a great counter to Gawain’s boss fight in Camelot? You know how Bhargest is kinda a useless bisexual? Let’s have Euryale domming the absolute hell out of both “Gawains,” much to the relief of both.
Smut, incest, Arjuna and Karna making love. Holding hands, going nice and gentle, kissing battle scars, gazing longingly into each other's eyes... You get the idea. Let them be happy together.
Hello, this is my first time doing this, but how about Kintoki getting hypnotized by a male master? Especially if a little bit of muscle worship is added? Thanks!
Morgan can't simply show her lily form like a normal person. So she makes all saber faces wear tonelico's clothes and it's her husband's/wife's job to choose the correct one
Feet appreciation but it's Guda tearing up over the fact Sumner Cas got 10 toes
Baobhan's partner thinking that she has a foot fetish and so gets a pedicure/puts effort into their feet care. Which is great but - Baobhan doesn't have a foot fetish, but it's too awkward for her to explain the truth. Bonus if they aren't actually together and the other person is trying to seduce Bao with it
Chaldea enters civil war as the lilys and their adult versions begin fighting(Ex: Jeanne, Gil, Saber, Cu, Medea, Medusa, Archer, Draco, Morgan, Maou Nobu)
Unsanitary, Politely asking for male omorashi content please, I have been starved recently
In the Water Margin club (that totally exists cuz they all wanted it and not because Pretender Lizzy cried until they all relented) the other two members are suprised to hear from Lizzy that Li Kui has been summoned. Suprise turns to confusion, however, as Darius walks in, just as confused and wearing what seems to be a glued on beard
FGO 2
Guda summons Tonelico only to not know who she is as they never actually met, considering her some kind of Castoria clone and treating her as such. Both Castoria and Morgan are highly amused
In addition to her impressive strength Baobhan Sith also has Magic Resistance rank EX, meaning that ordinary magecraft can’t even touch her!
Morgan succeeded in capturing and convincing Castoria to join her, naming her the new Tam Lin Mordred. Unfortunately, they are unable to escape their ultimate fates as Mordred brings down Camelot once again
Smut, Guda is horny and gropes castoria, this would be totally fine, if the one he groped was actually castoria. Cue to an extremely angry Tonelico quickly changing into her Morgan form and punishing her Husband (Explicit, Femdom, Sadistic Morgan)
castoria and oberon and morgan get a good view of how guda is when not in lostbelts or singularites with their fairy eyes after being summoned: horny. so fucking horny. all the time about the weirdest things?? about like every of age servant in chaldea and even some of the staff, particularly goredolf. is this some kind of defense mechanism? dont think about everyone youve either watched die or personally killed think about everyone you love and how much you want to fuck them?
Smut, In the lead up to the last fight with Flauros, Jing Ke and Boudicca say words to the effect of “let’s get drinks after this.” Drunken, glad-to-be-“alive” sex surely ensued.
Smut, Selfcest. Medea Lily angrily tops her older self, who is infuriatingly calm about it.
i feel like mephistopheles and leonardo da vinci would make a sexy mechanical waifu doll out of bombs to prank blackbeard at least once. just some absolutely looney tunes shit.
Erice and Tamamo have some sister talk that ends with Erice trying to kill tama for talking shit about her mom
Any
All of the Saberfaces having a BATTLE TO THE DEATH. Only one Saberface wins, everyone else dies
Reason why there is so much saberfaces: Igraine is a time traveler and is the absent mother or father of all them, she also had sex with the moon once, the result was Arcueid.
something not safe for work, in the sense that it's about characters breaking every OSHA regulation known to god and man.
The Mod of the kinkmeme gets a hug from their favorite Nasuverse servant, whoever that is! (mod note: just use any servant you've got my blessign)
"Whelp, here it is. Dunno why you came all this way for it, though. Totally useless, what with all the holes. 'Course, suppose it wouldn't be the Holey Grail if it didn't have them!... what's with the face?"
Anybody at all, from anything Nasuverse: "YOU'RE TOO LATE, HOMOPHOBES, I'M FORKLIFT CERTIFIED!"
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hi there! long time no see, how have you been? have you had a great summer?
after accidentally stumbling on my email i used to set this up (to be honest i forgot it even existed, i despise gmail with a fervour i cannot describe), i realised i’ve not explained why i just disappeared without a word.
the short version is i had a blip. i looked back at my work here and felt first- and second-hand embarrassment for myself over my own writing, reading my own work and cringing so hard i could’ve turned inside-out. i guess that’s what happens when a hesitant ace writes smut — my conscience kicks in and i realise i’m not the best equipped to write things i don’t know all that much about.
tmi? i don’t even know her.
on top of that, i felt like something of a fraud because even though i’d watched hotd a thousand times over, i hadn’t seen a single episode of game of thrones. i took my embarrassment blip as motivation to actually watch all 8 seasons (with deep regret and self-loathing sinking in around season 7) and now i’ve come out the other side, i feel better placed to understand what hotd even means. i understand there’s a few of us in the same boat, considering hotd could easily be considered a stand-alone show and knowledge of got isn’t essential. however, i still felt like i needed to know why the fandom spoke about various things in the targaryen future post-hotd before i could give an informed analysis and consider myself a “fan.”
as i’m sure a lot of you know from personal experience, hyperfixations come to a natural end whether we like it or not. don’t get me wrong, i still adore aemond, fanon!aegon and daemon the same as the first day i posted here, but my interest in the hotd world waned after watching got and that pains me because i loved it so much, particularly as i hadn’t started reading any got fics as no characters caught my attention in the same way aemond had. but it turns out my feeling of inadequacy in the fandom was also my downfall, in suitably informing myself about the got world, i found myself lost with hotd and i’m not entirely sure if i’ll be able to make it back until the new season airs. trust me, i recognise the irony of this all coming from an ahs stan who wrote about her favourite season 3 years after the hype had come and gone, but i’m here to be honest about when to expect me back.
opening those 800 emails to see just how many of you lovely folks have followed me and kept me in fandom conversations since i last wrote was a bittersweet revelation because i knew it was going to take me longer than i expected to come back and write more, but i know i can’t force myself in fear of writing substandard content.
again, you can’t predict hyperfixations and i may just make a sly return before the new season, but i’m managing expectations because you’ve all been so lovely to me in my short time here and i don’t want to let you down.
personally, i’ve found the first step to returning to writing is re-reading my content, so i’m hoping a good binge of my works and wips will motivate me rather than disgust me this time.
my requests remain open and will not close, as any inspiration to return might be the turning point i need to get back here full time.
until we meet again, thank you for your support, kindness, generosity, understanding and love. this fandom is beautiful and i can’t wait to find the impetus to return where i belong.
valar morghulis, folks.
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Hello and welcome to my blog! My name is Kitcat or Ayah!
Pronouns: Any/All, She/Her preferred
Sexuality: Panromantic, Asexual but not sex repulsed. No NSFW please.
Birthday: June 12
Fandoms!
Jsab/TPC
Project Arrhythmia
Splatoon
Undertale/Deltarune
Project Muse
Mario & Luigi games
FNAF
Before you interact
I need tone tags. I’m bad at picking up sarcasm irl, and there’s like, no way to tell if someone is being sarcastic over text.
Please tell me if I do make you uncomfortable. I’d like to know so I can stop doing so.
Continuing from the above, PLEASE ESTABLISH BOUNDARIES WHEN WE FIRST START INTERACTING. I’ve had too many instances where I’ve accidentally made someone uncomfortable because I didn’t know their boundaries. I feel guilt easily and it lasts for a long time, I basically never get over it. So it would be nice to not have to feel said guilt at all.
I do occasionally make dirty jokes, and I jokingly say smash to a lot of things, specifically characters. Tell me if this makes you uncomfortable and I won’t do it around you.
I am trying to teach myself how to draw! I had been scared away from drawing for a few years, but I’m finally trying again. They might not be that good as of now. Please don’t make fun of me.
DNI
Racist, homophobic, transphobic, or any other discriminatory people.
NSFW blogs and pro shippers.
Cintagonisupset and his supporters.
Please don’t mention around me (Ships)
TPC Cube x anyone other than Lythorus (Tied to a certain someone, but I’m kinda ok with it as long as it isn’t forced? Idk what would count as forced but Cube x Marcle feels hella forced- and just TPC versions of him. I ship HOPE Cubiris.)
Pyrare x anyone (canonically Aromantic)
Circubit x any female character/oc (canonically gay)
Blixer x Wave (don’t know much about the ship, but there’s apparently something wrong with it???? Idfk-)
Circumuscle x Cirtunda (Cirtunda adopts Circumuscle in my au, plus I don’t even think they’re close in age anymore. If you find past posts of me shipping them, it was BEFORE S2 Ep 1 of TPC came out, in which my au changed)
Marcle x Squadril, Marcle x Purpex, Squadril x Purpex (Purpex adopted Marcle and Squadril in my au)
Quintagon x Cubic (Literally just DNI. Why is this a ship.)
Friends list!
@comet--crusaders/@love--and--corruption - Best friend <333
@thatonepurpleshape -Silly ass goober, one of the first friends I made on this hellsite
@mfbees - Dumbass irl I dragged into the JSAB fandom /aff
@trash-jsab - Moderates my discord server, is da server parent :]
@anonymously-night - Also moderates my discord server, helps keep everything in check (THANK YOU 🙏🙏🙏)
@mugzymiik - cheese boy /j I’m fucking eating all your aus
@ebony-silly-zone - Hit it off with them when they first joined and now I blab to them about my aus :3
(if any of my mutuals wanna be added just ask :3 I know damn well I’ve forgotten some people)
Other blogs!
@jsab-pa - Art blog! (Run in character by Sen, one of my sonas)
@corrupted-chaoss, @corrupted-chaoss-fic An askblog and fic blog for my JSAB au, Corrupted Chaos
@lil-robo-idiot - Rp blog for my TPC oc, Penl
@coho-chat - Rp and ask blog for my ocs for the Bossfight album Caps On, Hats Off
@tpc-rp-blog - General rp blog so I’m not reblogging to my main
@sins-n-sinners - Ask blog co-run by Milo and Ebony
@uprises-on-your-grave - Askblog for Uprising, and band based on a Teminite album by the same name
Important links (to be updated)
Drama post. Don’t read if you don’t wanna get into it.
Addressing important allegations. More drama.
TPC headcanons
Sexual content and my ocs.
Pyrare and shipping.
My HOPE au vs my TPC au
My tags! (New as of this post)
#kit is on her shit again - rambling tag
#oh shit kit got a pencil - art posts
#why do you tolerate me - friend tag :3
#end me - vent tag, drama tag
#yay blood! :D - gore tag, art or writing
#focus on English class - fic tag and lore tag
My aus + their abbreviations
Magenta Decedance - My TPC au - MD
Mistakes Were Made - An au focused on Circumcannon, where he snapped and killed his family - MWM
School Love Chaos - A college au focused on Cintagon and Circumsphere, Cintagon being the yandere - SLC
Iris Insanity - An au where Iris cracked under the pressure and corrupted - II
Adler’s Experiments - An experiment au focused on my Flowers Of Antimony, Addicus or Adler, who is experimenting on shapes with the corruption - AE
The Contract - An au where Zinnia, Dub’s successor, made a deal with Rot (the tree), and everything went to shit - TC
Lovebug - Penl, a pink hero like Cyanide, got a virus! And now the corruption makes you a yandere???? - LB
Triple Star Shoppe - Cintagon, Purpex, and Pirene (oc) started a business together! Cinta is a dollmaker, Purp is a chef, and Pi is a blacksmith. Something feels… off, though. - TSS
Sins and Sinners - An au focusing on the 7 Deadly Sins’ kids, who took over after they died. (Co owned by Milo and Ebony) - SnS
House of Horror - Come on in! We don’t bite :) - HoH
Hope - My version of the scrapped Hope series by Brittney Robinson - Hope
Corrupted Chaos - My main jsab au - CC
Purity. - A tree cult was started after the corruption event in CC, and its just as bad. - Purity
Neutralized Nemesis - Another jsab au, where all of the bosses are dating a hero (includes the beta heroes) - NN
Failed Opposition - A bad end jsab au - FO
My ships (and the au’s they’re in)
Pentellow x Iris (both poly) - All except Hope
Cube x Lythorus - All
Cintagon x Circumsphere - All, one sided in SLC
Rincle x Circumuscle - All
Polyhedron x Cirtunda - All
Pentellow x Ajaceare (also poly) - All
Quintagon x Ajaceare - Not in any due to age differences
Dub x Barracuda - All
Iris x Circubit (Poly once more) - All
Hexagram x Circumsphere (exes) - All except Hope, dominant ship in SLC
Cube x Iris - Hope
Cubical x Iris (exes) - All, not together
Cubical x Circubit (also exes) - All, not together
That’s it (for now)! Hope you enjoy your time on my blog!
Dividers made by @irrelevaantidiot
#Spotify#kit is on her shit again#Oh shit kit got a pencil#Why do you tolerate me#GRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH#yay blood! :D#Focus on English class
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Do you think jungkook's recent choices will have a negative effect on bts as a group?
I do want to say the whole smoking thing doesn't bother me. At first, I did think the photos were taken without his knowledge, but after seeing the video, you can see he's aware that he's being recorded and doesn't really mind. I'm glad that he feels comfortable enough to show a more adult side of him with seven, the drinking, and the smoking. But at the same time, I see how bts has created this image for themselves over the years, and in a matter of months, jk had dramatically changed it. They all seemed to follow the rules and only did schedule lives at the company, but then JK started doing unapproved lives at home. All the members have really protected their social media presence, and then there's jk with tikok and following a thirst trap account 😅. Now we have the smoking out in public when the other 3 members who do smoke have done it out of sight. So I'm just curious how the other members feel about all of this. I do remember on one live JK did say the members told him not to drink on live anyone, but he didn't listen lol. I'm also on the edge of my seat because who knows what else we'll find out. If JK is going to continue to focus on the American market and with the popularity he has gained with seven, tmz is definitely going to have him on their radar.
Okay.
I didn't even know there was a video, but after seeing it, it's not clear at all he knew he was being filmed. Even if he was, I don't think he would've been okay with it. Even if he was aware, he likely didn't want to be filmed, smoking or not. But I'm sure Jungkook knew he could be caught smoking outside the hotel, or wherever he was, and that was a choice he made, because I don't think he wants to hide doing normal stuff like smoking.
I don't see how Jungkook smoking or drinking will negatively impact the group. Suga smoked in Haegeum, Jimin shared his hard times during the pandemic in which he got drunk every night, all members have drank on camera - some of them have even gotten wasted. Why is it only a problem when Jungkook does it? Vmin have also done lives at their homes. Are you saying Jungkook is a bad influence and that they wouldn't have done it without him starting the "trend"? And why should Jungkook ask for permission to do a live for his fans? Why does he need to be supervised like a child? Who cares if that's the company policy? Fuck the company. They can debut minors with sexy concepts, but idols can't go live whenever they please?
You think Jungkook alone changed BTS's image? Like Crazy came out before Seven and it was much sexier and Western-like than anything BTS had done up until that point.
The members haven't "protected" their social media presence. Most of them don't even like social media, so they aren't very active. V posts sexy pictures all the time, RM wants to post art so he posts art. Jungkook literally deleted his IG, is rarely on Twitter, and pretty much just shares a few selcas and recipes on Weverse, apart from doing lives. He only accidentally shared his TikTok account, and what in the fucking world is wrong with having TikTok? And what thirst trap account is he following? I even looked it up and apparently he started following a bunch of dancers, one of whom has videos of herself twerking. Like, isn't twerking one of those basics moves all female dancers do? From what I saw, she seemed like a normal influencer type.
BTS are proud of Jungkook. Hobi and RM shared the explicit, not the clean, version of Seven and Suga knew the song would be a hit. No one is bothered.
I don't even know who the 3 members who smoke are, but V was seen with a vape way back in 2019 and was caught smoking at the 2021 Grammys, and Suga smoked in Haegeum. Jungkook isn't the first one.
Remember RM posting drunk videos of him singing, or Jikook drunk FaceTiming? BTS have an agreement, which is to not post things on social media when drunk, and it's a good policy, but one they've broken before. Jungkook wasn't the first one to go online drunk. And Jungkook was only tipsy in a few of his lives, not drunk to the point he couldn't watch what he said or did.
We know how the members feel. They're okay with Jungkook - proud of him. I doubt there's any drama. And you "being on the edge of your seat" to see what other "scandal" Jungkook will get caught up in is really fucking weird. Leave him alone. I may be a bit judgmental, but this is just wishing for his downfall. I assure you it won't happen.
Also, Jungkook isn't the only one trying to break away from their conservative group image. Jimin did it with Like Crazy, RM is also subtly pushing the envelope, Suga did it for Haegeum, and V pretty much allowed himself to get caught dating in Paris. Why is JK the only one "stirring up trouble"?
No, JK's actions won't destroy either him or the group. BTS are still the biggest group in the world, and Jungkook is the biggest idol.
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fly little seagull, you’re too far from the nest - Part 1 of 3
Umm… oops… my finger slipped and an AU of the AU happened. It is not going be the last time this will happen for this particular AU. [*stares at LibreOffice and sweats*] I just need to get more of it done first, so have this in the meantime.
6331 words to start, but will be well over 17k at estimation of this posting; picks up immediately after chapter two of fly little seagull, the world awaits, so do read that please if you’d like to know what in the hell’s going on (I mean, tl;dr is that Law is transmorgifying into a 7yo’s version of Cora-san, but yeah it’s an extra 15.7k words if you haven’t gotten there yet), as this entire thing will function as an alternate third chapter to that fic (I’ll update the author’s notes accordingly); congrats y’all are gonna be subjected to more of my OC and my weird Dressrosa headcanons enjoy
Original Story
fly little seagull, you’re too far from the nest; Just as Law gets a lead on a safe haven for the crew, his reasons for storming Dressrosa become increasingly more personal. [AU where Law accidentally becomes a dad and Doflamingo finds himself an heir]
It was late in the evening when Law and Bepo finally made their way back to the Polar Tang; their talk with Fred had been fruitful enough to where the captain felt he could build plans utilizing the knowledge she gave them. Law knew he couldn’t include his fuzzy best friend in the deliberations that needed to be done—he needed Penguin and Shachi so that he could start preparing them to helm the crew themselves. There were contingencies to plan, failsafes to put into place, and he was going to need to do them quickly.
What he needed most was to make sure the crew would be alright if… no, when he died fighting Doflamingo… that Nauja was going to be cared for… or else he couldn’t begin the next stage with a clear mind and no regrets. He knew that things could naturally fall into place, but he knew the peace of mind involved in planning everything out beforehand could either make or break him, and this was something too fragile to allow free reign.
“I wonder how everyone else is doing,” Bepo mused as they walked along the street. There weren’t nearly as many people wandering around as earlier, but it was still fairly busy for the hour. “Oh no… some of my friends could be married with cubs…”
“We all have different paths,” Law reminded him, using words that had not personally brought him comfort in years. “Besides, all the cubs will think you’re the coolest adult ever.”
“You really think so?”
“I know so.” They then turned a corner and something felt wrong. “Bepo… something’s off. Do you smell anything?”
“Nothing out of the ordinary,” the Mink replied. “This is a pretty rough part of town, so nothing I smell surprises me…”
Together, Law and Bepo both broke out into a run, heading towards the docks fast as they could. By the time they got there, it looked as though they had been too late. Hakugan and Clione were attempting to drag some of their unconscious crewmates into the Tang, while Penguin and Shachi were trying to bandage up some of the others, and the rest were doing their best to not move.
“What happened?!” Soon as the others saw Law, the color left their faces. “Is everyone alright?!”
“We don’t know,” Shachi admitted. His voice wavered, which made the hairs on his captain’s neck stand on-end. “There was this weird guy waiting for us when we got here and took us by surprise. Beat us all up and knocked us all unconscious…”
“Where’s Nauja-ya…?”
“He took her!” Penguin sobbed. He couldn’t look at Law, too ashamed of what he was admitting. “We tried to get her into the Polar Tang, but when woke up she was gone!”
“Fuck!” Law kicked a nearby bottle, it shattering on the wall of a building; there was no telling where they were now. “What did he look like?!”
“You won’t get a hold of him,” Jean Bart said solemnly. “I got a good look at him—he’s a high-ranking Marine.”
“What’s a Marine want with Our Nauja?” Bepo shivered.
“More importantly,” Ikkaku mentioned, “what sort of Marine kidnaps a little girl from a Warlord’s custody but leaves a hot ticket item like Jean Bart behind?”
Dread settled down on Law, creeping down into his bones. Oh, fuck, something was seriously off about this. He tried to think of all the Marines that they had crossed paths with the past few months; no one was really of the caliber to take on all the crew on their own, even without him and Bepo there. Why did the Marine take Nauja, of all of them, and completely ignore that Jean Bart was a Celestial’s runaway slave?
Oh… oh no…
“Was he tall? With dark hair and a beard? Lightning bolt sideburns? Sunglasses? Food on his face?”
“Fried rice, yeah…”
Law tasted bile.
“Captain…?” He could hear Bepo’s voice, yet the bear sounded so far away. Law’s chest tightened and his eyes slipped out of focus as he stumbled.
Vergo had Nauja.
Doflamingo would soon have Nauja.
All he knew was the crew’s panicked voices in the distance before he blacked out.
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Nauja struggled against the material of the sack she had been stuffed in at the wharf, unable to break it. She couldn’t even stab it open with her dirk—it was protected by something that made it too tough. It was bad enough that the sack had been suspended from something while they were on a ship so that she couldn’t roll away, but now she was being carried like she was just some potatoes. Well, these potatoes were going to fight back!
“I brought what you asked for, Young Master,” the man said. He threw the sack into the air and something caught it, jostling the little girl inside.
“Don’t be so rough with our guest,” another man chided, his accent strange. The sack was gingerly put down on the floor and the top opened, allowing Nauja to pop out. It was bright and sunny, causing her to raise her hands to block out the light until her eyes adjusted. “What a little cutie—she’ll do well with us.”
As Nauja’s eyes adjusted to the light, she began to take in her surroundings. It was warm and smelled nice, like fruit trees and pretty perfume. An in-ground pool was nearby where people were laughing and playing. Ladies were lounging around in swimwear, relaxed and soaking up the sun.
“I still don’t like this.”
Nauja turned around and took a step back as she saw the two men staring at her. One was the man who knocked out all the crew at the wharf with a piece of bamboo and the other… well… there was something about him that made her tremble in fear. He was very tall, blond, and wore pink sunglasses and a pink feather coat. Although she had never seen him before, he looked disturbingly familiar, to the point where she wanted to run away.
“Where am I?” she squeaked. “Where’s Law-san? Where’s the crew?”
“They’re not here right now, little one,” the pink man grinned. Nauja could feel something heavy pressing down on her shoulders, although she knew there was nothing there. “Hmm… interesting…”
“I need Law-san!” she demanded. “Where is Law-san?!”
“We’re actually hoping he comes for you,” the pink man said. He sat down on a nearby chair, lounging smugly. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen him… not since my younger brother stole him and filled his head and heart with lies.”
“…s-s-stole…? L-l-lies…?”
“Yes, you see, I take in people who have been thrown away by the world,” he explained, and edge to his voice the girl could not describe. “I give them a home and make them mine. Law was one of those people when he was just a child. I treated him like a brother… a nephew, even…”
Nauja furrowed her brow in thought—this man wasn’t Cora-san.
“So I guess this makes me your Uncle Doffy,” the pink man declared. “How good it is to finally meet my niece after so long. I didn’t even know you existed until recently!” He picked her up and sat her on his knee—it didn’t feel right… not like when she sat with Law-san or the crew. “We’ll have plenty of fun until your daddy comes for you.”
“…but… I…”
“Tu home cruel!” Nauja saw a lady storm up to them, looking very much like Ikkaku when the settings in the engine room were messed with, except this lady’s hair was smooth and long and she wore a pretty dress and heeled shoes instead of a boilersuit and boots.
“Violet, meva vida…”
“Don’t you meva vida me, Doffy!” she hissed. “What is this?!”
“My niece.” He paused and placed a hand on Nauja’s head. “Maybe more.”
“If this is your niece, then why do I suspect your goon brought her here in that sack?!” She pointed at the still-visible heap of burlap.
“I am not a goon,” the man from the wharf huffed.
“Then why did you have this nena as though you abducted her from her bed?!”
“She’s fine,” the man from the wharf said. “Better here than who she was with.”
“Don’t talk about Law-san and the crew that way!” Nauja snapped. “They’re good people, even if they are pirates! They take care of me!”
“Fufufu… that might be so, but now we’re going to take care of you,” the pink man chuckled. “Law was a naughty boy and ran away from us, but you’re a good girl, aren’t you?” Nauja cringed, trying to move from his grasp. He instead gripped her skull, keeping her on his lap. “We are family, and family takes care of one another.”
“Marxa enrere; give her to me,” the lady said. She plucked Nauja from the pink man’s lap and held her close. “What fool plan do you mean to put in place by kidnapping a child?”
“I want to bring the Third Corazón home, give the Heart Seat someone to sit in it, bring my brother’s folly back into our folds,” the pink man said. Nauja felt the pressure again, which only made the lady brace her against her shoulder. “If you want to play with her, then be my guest. Just know she’s here to serve a purpose.”
“…and if it doesn’t work…?” the man from the wharf asked.
“Then we simply have to wait for the Third Corazón to grow into a fine young woman,” the pink man smirked. The lady holding Nauja scoffed and left, carrying the girl with her.
“Quins nervis té!” the woman hissed as she took Nauja inside. “He must be losing his mind if he thinks that this is a good idea…” She stopped as she realized Nauja was sniffling, threatening to break into a full-on sob. “Oh, no, no, no… nena, don’t cry… don’t cry…” She set the girl down on the polished tile floor and held her face, wiping tears away with her thumbs. “There, there… we shall figure out what to do…”
“I want Law-san…”
“…and I’m sure Doffy’s banking on him wanting you back,” the woman assured. She reached into her dress pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, which she used to clean the girl’s face. “My name is Viola, but the others refer to me as Violet. What is your name?”
“Nauja.”
“Well then, my darling little Nauja,” she poked her nose with the handkerchief, “I’ll bet that you’re hungry after what Vergo put you through.”
“Vergo…?”
“Yes, the imbècil with food on his face. It was him that took you from your family, wasn’t it?” Nauja nodded. “It is okay: we do not like him either. Anyhow… are you hungry? What would you like to eat?” Nauja shook her head, but was betrayed by her stomach making a gurgling noise. “Come now, it is nearly lunchtime. What does your father feed you?”
“…uh… onigiri…?”
“I don’t know if we have the correct rice for onigiri, but let us see what’s in the kitchen.” Viola offered the girl her hand, which only got her a stare. “I promise I will not hurt you. In fact, I hope your father is able to take you far away from this place very soon.”
Nauja nodded and took Viola’s hand. She didn’t know this lady, though she did not seem like the pink man or the man who stole her from the crew. There was something very, very different about her, and it made Nauja feel a little better. It wasn’t much, but it was all she had.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-
It was dark.
“Just let him go!”
It was cold.
“He is free!”
Gunshots rang out; one, two, three, four, five.
It was the day he was alone again… except…
“Don’t hurt him!”
…Nauja…?!
He beat on the chest again, trying to escape.
Six.
Law sucked down air as he sat up, shaking violently. A scream left him and he felt familiar hands holding him still as he tried to reorient himself to where he was; the Polar Tang, and she was underwater.
“Captain!” His eyes came into focus and he saw that he was in the infirmary, with most of the crew standing there. Penguin and Shachi were holding him by the arms and shoulders, his entire body still shaking.
“Where are we…?” he asked, voice rough.
“We’re in a holding pattern just offshore,” Penguin explained. “Ikkaku, Uni, and Hakugan were able to get us settled. It looked like you dinged your head pretty bad when you fell, but luckily there’s no concussion that we can see…”
“What about Nauja-ya?”
“We did recon of the island soon as we were able to,” Clione offered. “Whoever that guy was has her far away from here.”
“You know who he is, don’t you?” Shachi asked. Silence. “Law… who took the kid…?”
He paused, knowing that the inevitable had finally happened.
“Crew meeting, fifteen minutes,” Law ordered. “Out, now.” Most of the crew filed out, leaving just Bepo standing there in the corner, wringing his paws. “I said out.”
“I’m sorry,” the Mink whimpered. “If it wasn’t for Fred and me…”
“No—just, no, Bepo. Don’t apologize. That man was hunting us.” He swung his legs over the side of the bed and shakily stood up. “If he didn’t hit us now, it only would have been some other time… a worse time. I hate to say it, but we’re almost lucky that this is all we’re dealing with.”
“I’m scared,” Bepo admitted.
I am too.
“Just… make sure everyone’s in the mess hall, alright?” Bepo nodded and tearfully left the infirmary, affording Law some time alone to gather his thoughts.
Vergo… Vergo had Nauja… and, fuck, he was likely taking her to Doflamingo. Was she hurt? How fast were they traveling? Was she scared? What were they going to do with her? If any of them harmed even one hair on her…
Fuck.
Just… fuck.
Law decided it would be good to at least check himself over and went to his cabin, shutting the door behind him. Kikoku was already laid atop his bed—the sword seemingly pulsing in empathetic anger—as well as his hat. Ignoring them for the time being, he looked at himself in the toilet mirror, seeing that at least he didn’t split his face open when he fainted. Seas, he learned that she was gone and he fucking fainted and knocked himself unconscious like he was in some melodrama where that’s what fainting did to a person. He washed his face and avoided looking in the mirror again; too much longer and his father would start to stare back at him, as though that wouldn’t add insult to injury.
Father… he really was Nauja’s father, wasn’t he? For all the not wanting her on the Polar Tang to begin with, he was the one who she latched onto the most… the one who took most responsibility for her… the one who seemed to be guiding her the most. That was what being a father—being a parent in general—was, right? Shit… he had been her father all this time and he couldn’t even call it what it was until it was too late.
Stepping over to his desk, Law looked at the photos on the wall—images of Nauja had joined the ghosts of his family, her smile bright and cheerful against the cold metal of the wall. Yes… she was his as much as they were and there was no going back from it.
‘I’m coming for you,’ he thought silently. ‘I will not let him hurt you.’ He touched a photo, then let his fingers drift towards one of him and Cora-san, the dead man’s dopey grin almost able to settle his nerves. ‘If this wasn’t such a dangerous situation, I’d say you were laughing in your grave.’
Then, something caught Law’s eye. A folded piece of paper was poking out of a copy of Sora, Warrior of the Sea that he did not remember putting there earlier. He opened the compilation and saw that it was marking a spot where Sora was trying to rescue a citizen from Poison Pink’s grasp—it was a tragic arc, as he knew that the hostage didn’t make it in the end. After putting the book down, he unfolded the paper, seeing an unfamiliar script.
A body does not thrive without its Heart.
Fuck… Vergo didn’t just kidnap Nauja, but he had boarded the Polar Tang long enough to leave him a note. Law put a Room up around the entire ship and checked for any bugs or other surveillance equipment—nothing. It was a taunt. A way to rile him up. A way to give Doflamingo the upper hand.
He wasn’t going to fall for it.
After pocketing the note and taking a deep, steadying breath, Law grabbed Kikoku off his bed and went to the mess hall where everyone was already nervously assembled. Their whispers died down as he entered the room, all eyes falling on him.
“Captain, we’re…!”
“Save it,” he said, raising a hand. “No one here is at-fault. If anyone is, it’s me.”
“Cap…” Ikkaku was cut off by him shaking his head.
“I need to come clean,” he admitted. The mess hall remained silent—good. “Most of you have figured out by now if you weren’t out-right told that I’m from Flevance, that I’ve been with Bepo, Penguin, and Shachi since I ate my Devil Fruit at thirteen, but none of you know exactly what happened in the gap between Flevance and then.”
“Everyone always said you sort of drifted,” Clione offered. “You would have been, what, ten?”
“Yeah,” someone else said. “Three years is kind of a big gap for being that young, but you clearly didn’t want to talk about it.”
“I didn’t want to talk about it because I had drifted to Spider Miles and into the clutches of the Donquixote Pirates.” Gasps and whispered curses rose from the crew—if they hadn’t heard of the infamous North Blue crew before they left their home sea, they definitely learned their name while sailing the Grand Line. “Doflamingo himself saw my potential and began grooming me to become a lead officer within his organization. In another life, I likely would have done so.”
“What made you… not…?” someone asked.
“The Corazón—the man who had the Heart Seat amongst Doflamingo’s elite officers—recognized me for what I was: a lost kid being abused and manipulated for someone else’s gain. He spirited me away from Doflamingo’s lies and treated me like his son as we ran in search for something to cure Amber Lead Syndrome, which I was dying from at the time. We were caught not long after he found the Op-Op Fruit and fed it to me, and paid the ultimate price for it.” Law saw how his crew was looking at him, as though they saw him for the first time again, and it hurt. “Cora-san is the reason why I exist… why all of this exists… and Doflamingo means to punish me further.”
“…by kidnapping your daughter…”
Everyone turned towards Bepo, the navigator’s brow furrowed in worry. He fidgeted at the attention.
“Sorry, but, I think it’s fair to say that although I found her, and we all love her, she became the captain’s daughter.”
“He’s right,” Law agreed. “Killing Cora-san was not enough—he wants to take my child as he thinks I was taken from him. That’s why he sent that Marine to kidnap Nauja; he’s on the payroll.”
“You are a pain in the fucking ass, you know that?” Penguin groaned. “You know what this means, right? We’re going to help you get your kid back.”
“Penguin, I…”
“Hey,” Shachi added, “I know I want to see her being a feral fucking terror like you were at thirteen. We ain’t gonna get there by just sitting back and watching.”
“She might be the captain’s daughter, but she’s our kid too!” someone piped up.
“Yeah! We can’t let that asshole have the last laugh!”
“Who the fuck does he think he is, stealing little kids like that?!”
“We’ll make him regret ever thinking he can fuck with us!”
“We’re with you, Captain!”
“Nothing can stop us!”
Tears began to form in the corners of Law’s eyes—his crew really was full of the best idiots.
“Alright,” he nodded, letting out a breath of relief. “If we’re going to take down Doflamingo and get our kid back, we’re going to need a plan…”
-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Nauja was certain that she did not like Dressrosa. Well, there were some things that she did—it didn’t smell of farts and the sun was a pleasant sort of warm—but most of it she did not like at all. It was lonely and weird, with odd people and living toys that screamed on the inside but were silent on the outside. The only person who didn’t make her feel uneasy was Viola-ya, but even she couldn’t be with her all the time.
“Oh, she is just the most precious little thing!” Giolla cooed, pinching Nauja’s cheek. “We’re going to have to do something about those clothes though… and this hair! You can’t do anything with it!”
“It will be nice to have a child in the Family again,” Baby 5 noted. She was crouched down next to the girl and gave her a smile. “Tell me: what do kids like to do these days? Rob banks? Burn down islands? Stab people?”
“Uhh… I like reading Sora, Warrior of the Sea, and practicing my drawing for medical things…?”
“Oh, well that figures,” Baby 5 huffed.
“Violet called dibs for now,” Doflamingo said idly from his chair on the other side of the room. He was barely paying attention, his nose still in a book as he waited for dinner.
“Law’s ruining her,” Baby 5 griped. “She’s a little nerd like him.”
“That might just be what we need around here,” Dellinger shrugged. He sat at the table next to Buffalo and poured himself a glass of water from a nearby pitcher. “We’re a bunch of weirdos, but I wouldn’t say any of us are nerds.”
“Are you just sore you’re not the baby of the Family anymore?” Baby 5 smirked. Dellinger tossed her a middle finger, confirming her theory. “I was happy that we found you, for the record.”
“I also have been able to take down full-grown Marines since I was a toddler.”
“Tch; don’t listen to him,” Baby 5 huffed. She swat away Giolla’s fussing hands when she saw that Nauja was pouting. “Aww… you have his glare. That’s almost cute.”
“How would you know?”
“He and I grew up together; I’m your tante,” she beamed.
“Tieta,” Giolla insisted. “We are Dressrosan now.”
“Fine—I’m your Tieta Cinca, and if you need anything…” Baby 5 gave Nauja a wink, which did admittedly make her feel a little better.
“Alright, food’s up!” Machvise boomed as he entered the dining hall. He, Lao G, and Gladius were carrying in pizza, followed by the remaining, hungry officers. Everyone sat down at the table except for Nauja, who stood a ways back, not wanting to join them.
“Come on,” encouraged Doflamingo. “Eat with us.”
“No thank you,” Nauja squeaked. “I don’t like pizza very much.”
“You don’t like pizza?!” Machvise marveled. “What sort of a kid doesn’t like pizza?!”
“Leave her alone,” Diamante scoffed.
“I’m going to need you to sit down at the table, little one,” Doflamingo insisted. Nauja could feel the Pressure again and she knew it had to come from him. She went and sat between Señor Pink and Lao G; Viola-san was not there, but then again, neither was Vergo. “Good girl.”
An old man with a bodysuit and an old man with a pacifier and baby’s bib? And neither of them wore real pants? And the one with the pacifier was wearing a diaper…? It almost made her want to cry.
“Now, before we get too far into dinner, I want to formally introduce the newest member of our Family,” Doflamingo said. “Law has been very naughty while away, and this is his daughter. What is your name again, little one?”
“…Nauja…”
“Repeat that; I didn’t hear it.”
“My name is Nauja,” she said clearly. “I’m not a part of your family. I have my own family.”
“…but if you’re Law’s child, then you should have always been part of our family to begin with,” Trebol sniffled. He sucked some snot back into his nose and continued eating. “The Young Master rescues people from mediocrity and raises them to greatness.” Gladius elbowed him, nearly causing him to choke on his pizza.
“She’s a kid—don’t use words like mediocrity. She won’t understand.”
“Mediocrity means boring and nothing special,” Nauja scowled. She tried to do her best imitation of Law-san, glaring at the two men at the end of the table. Doflamingo only laughed.
“Fufufu; an intelligent little thing. I expect nothing less from my niece.”
The table went silent—everyone stopped eating.
“I’ll bite—what do you mean by that?” Señor Pink wondered.
“Precisely what it sounds like,” Doflamingo replied. “My niece has now come to live with us. She will be many things, even if her father refuses to cooperate due to all the lies my brother fed him.”
“She’s just a kid,” Dellinger frowned. “What’s she going to do?”
“She is a candidate for the Heart Seat and will be trained to be a good little girl and act as a Princess of Dressrosa, helping her uncle with all the things he no longer has time for.” He saw as she grew confused and chuckled. “Fufufu… didn’t Daddy ever tell you? I am the King of Dressrosa. Your father was to be my Prince and right-hand man, but his mind was poisoned to turn against me. You shall be a princess and have everything you’ve ever wanted. Because I can make that happen.”
“A… princess…?”
“Yes.” Doflamingo smiled wickedly as he took a drink of his wine. “What better an heir than the child of one who broke the rules? It will be sweet and poetic.”
“I’m not sure if that’s the wisest idea, Young Master,” Señor Pink frowned. “Children are always underfoot and in the way.”
“True, but when you raise them right, they are worth more than all the gold in the Grand Line once they begin to use the gifts you have carefully given them.” Doflamingo motioned towards the younger members of the group with his glass. “If I can raise Buffalo, Baby 5, and Dellinger to be jewels within my organization, then I can raise Nauja as I wished to raise Law: to run it.”
“Then I propose a toast,” Pica said, raising his own glass. “To the Little Mistress finally finding her way to where she belongs: home, with us.”
“To the Little Mistress,” everyone else echoed. They lifted their glasses in a toast, everyone staring at Nauja as they did so.
She needed to get out of there, and fast.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Law’s brow furrowed as he read over the intel. It made sense given everything else he knew, but it almost felt too good to be true. With all the research they were doing into their enemy the whispers began to blend together after a while.
“Your contact is sure about this?” he asked. “As in: a hundred-percent without a singular doubt?”
“Of course they are, Captain,” Clione assured. “They are never wrong… not about shit like this.”
“Good.” Law placed the paper down on his desk and palmed his eyes—he was getting even less sleep than usual and was really beginning to feel it. “Then we’ll see what sort of things we can get regarding the layout of Dressrosa and we’ll go from there.”
“This might end up being more than we can chew,” Clione noted.
“I’ll be the judge of that,” Law replied. His crewmate bowed his head slightly and left, the captain now alone in his quarters again.
Joker’s main customer for SMILE fruits was Kaidou of the Beast Pirates, and from what it looked like, he was holed up on some isolationist rock called Wano. Not only that, but if he remembered his rumors correctly, Big Mom’s children often referred to him as their uncle, if begrudgingly. This meant that the connections between everyone at and towards the top were too big to ignore. Any little change in the status quo would be dangerous to not only Doflamingo, but to half the Emperors, all the Marines, and a decent chunk of the Grand Line.
If he was going to take on the world to get back his kid, then the least he could do was destabilize it along the way. A body did not thrive without its Heart, after all, and the Heart of the criminal underworld? A fitting trophy if he knew one.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Nauja stood very still as she waited for Giolla to finish measuring her. She was standing atop a stool in the woman’s eclectic art studio, all sorts of fabrics and baubles laid out for use. Dellinger sat on a plush chair in the corner while seemingly pouting behind a magazine.
“Hold still, Little Mistress; I am going to design some outfits for you that shall properly befit your station,” the old woman beamed. She pinched Nauja’s face between her thumb and forefinger, relishing in the fact she had a young girl to raise again. “You shall make the perfect addition to the Family when we’re all done with you.”
“She’s just a little kid,” Dellinger scoffed. “It’s not even like she signed up. What would she possibly do with the Heart Seat of all things?”
“I know you’re not old enough to remember, but the Heart Seat is a very important place in our organization,” Giolla said idly. She picked up some fabric swatches and began to hold them against Nauja’s face and arms, checking them against her complexion. “Those who sit on the Heart Seat are the ones the Young Master loves and trusts the most… the ones who he gives only the most important responsibilities… the ones that weigh the most. A body does not thrive without its Heart, after all.”
“Yeah, that’s what you all keep saying.” Dellinger inspected his nails before going back to the magazine. “I just think it’s interesting how we go from the Heart Seat being almost a memorial to a man I barely remember to the idea that a child will sit in it.”
“It might be her father first, remember that,” Giolla tutted.
“He won’t work for you,” Nauja said sourly.
“Except he will, pet,” Giolla assured threateningly. She stroked Nauja’s hair, going down her face so that her fingernails scratched the underside of her chin as they flicked up and towards her. “He was ours when he was only a little older than you are now, and he’ll be ours again. Once someone is in the Family, they are in for life.”
“You’re not his family; he won’t work for you,” she repeated.
“He shall, if he knows what’s good for him,” Giolla replied. “Before long, the Heart Seat will have an occupant, the Young Master will have his Family whole again, and you shall be the princess of a grand kingdom. You do want to be a princess, don’t you?”
“I want to be a doctor.”
“You can be both, silly. Now hold still while I see which fabric I want to work with first…”
Nauja didn’t want to hold still. In fact, Nauja wanted to push the weird old lady over and run away. She probably could have too, but there was the fact that Dellinger was still on the other side of the room, watching them over the top of the magazine. There was something about his face that she didn’t like… that made her want to run in a different way.
“Are you making me a boilersuit in that?” the girl wondered, crinkling her nose as she noticed the fabric in Giolla’s hand.
“Nonsense—I’m making you a dress.”
“I don’t want a dress.”
“You’re getting a dress. Several, in fact.”
“…but they don’t fit nice under boilersuits!”
“Then it’s a good thing that princesses don’t wear boilersuits.”
“Baby 5-ya wears a maid uniform! Isn’t she like a princess? And Viola-ya wears dresses but they’re not that.” She scrunched her nose at the pink-and-red shot silk. “It’s ugly.”
“It is not ugly!” Giolla huffed. “With these fabrics, you shall become a work of art! Fashion is art and art is fashion! You shall see in time, Little Mistress, and thank me when you are older.”
Nauja pouted and she could almost hear Dellinger’s snickering from there.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Law was not exactly having the best of days. Granted, they hadn’t been exactly stellar since Nauja was kidnapped, but this was ratcheting itself up towards the top of the list. It had long past ‘Lami coloring in his comic books’ and was quickly reaching ‘First Ever Day in Sabaody’. Vergo had bolted soon as he showed up on Punk Hazard and now Cesar Clown was at his feet, barely alive as he struggled against the multiple seastone bullets in his back.
“Seas, Luffy, you allied us with a fucking psychopath,” Usopp cringed, staring in horror as Law began putting bits of Cesar in a sack. He looked to Luffy and saw his captain merely had a confused look on his face. “Luffy…?”
“Huh…” Luffy watched as Law continued packing Cesar Clown, his head tilting in confusion. “Torao isn’t telling us everything.”
“You think?” Nami deadpanned. The only comfort she took in the entire thing was that the Marines looked just as disturbed as she felt.
“This doesn’t look good, I’ll hope you know,” Smoker frowned. Law shrugged.
“I’m not much in the mood to care about optics,” the Warlord scowled. “Doflamingo has captured someone important to me and I’m not making the same mistake twice.”
“Someone important?” Luffy wondered. “Who’s that, Torao?”
“None of your business.”
“Luffy asked; you know that means he’s making it his business,” Nami warned flatly.
“It’s not like you’ll have the manpower to go in by yourself,” Sanji noted. “Doflamingo… that’s serious business. You’re one guy.”
“I am, but I am one very pissed off guy, so it’ll work. He needs to be surprised.”
“Then let’s surprise him together!” Luffy grinned. “I don’t like the sound of this Mingo guy anyhow. You can’t just keep people if they don’t want to be somewhere.”
“Question is, what are we going to do with them?” Zoro wondered, jabbing his thumb over his shoulder at the still-unconscious Buffalo and Baby 5. “We just gonna leave them like that?”
“No; I’ve got other plans,” Law said. He finished loading the living bits of Cesar into the sack and tied it up, swapping it with a blade of grass on the deck of the Thousand Sunny. “Keep going with what you were doing—I’ve got them.”
“You, uh, sure…?” Usopp asked cautiously. Law brought up another Room and sliced off Buffalo and Baby 5’s heads, allowing them to plop to the ground. “Oh, yeah, fuck, that’s going to haunt my nightmares for years to come.”
“Are you sure that’s necessary, Torao?” Luffy asked, tilting this head to the other side. He wasn’t frowning, but he wasn’t smiling either. “I understand Clown-guy, but what are you going to do with them?”
“Send a message to Doflamingo. He only speaks in grotesque.”
“Are you sure you really want to do that?” They all looked and saw that Baby 5 was smirking; she had woken up, though Buffalo was still unconscious. “You really want to risk her safety?”
Law crouched down, sitting on his haunches and elbows resting on his knees. “I have to show Doflamingo that I mean business or else everything will be for naught.”
“…but she’s a cute thing, and you know how the Young Master loves cute things…”
“What, does he have your girlfriend?” Zoro scoffed. Baby 5 let out a laugh.
“They have my daughter,” Law stated, voice cold and even. He picked up Baby 5’s head and looked her dead in the eyes—his glare icy and piercing and predatory. “What is he doing to her?”
“She has everything a girl can want,” she replied. “The Little Mistress has plenty of toys and dresses and studies often so that she may do what her father refuses to: become the Heart that becomes the Head. She’s a princess and she doesn’t need you anymore.”
A few moments passed in silence before Law dropped Baby 5’s head directly into Buffalo’s crotch as he stood up and walked away towards where there was a raft he began to prep. The disembodied head protested, sound muffled by her companion’s coat.
“That’s interesting,” Smoker stated. Usopp and Nami both stared flatly at the Marine.
“That’s a word,” Nami said.
“No kidding,” Usopp added. “Why ‘interesting’ of all words?”
“Remember: the man bought his way into the Shichibukai by handing over a hundred pirates’ hearts,” Smoker replied, contemplative. “Him having a child—a young daughter from the sounds of it—is an interesting development. It could… change things.”
“It makes sense,” Luffy shrugged. “That’s why he’s so angry and why he didn’t need convincing to help the kids.” A grin then crept across his face. “I knew I made the right choice to be friends with him! He just wants his own kid back!”
“Allies, Luffy,” Nami reminded him. “Temporary allies. Not friends.”
“It’s the same thing,” her captain grinned. She pinched the bridge of her nose, knowing that this was going to end up being an uphill battle with someone who likely had never even seen a dictionary, let alone used one.
#Trafalgar Law#Trafalgar Nauja#Heart Pirates#Donquixote Pirates#Straw Hat Pirates#One Piece#fan fiction#I think I'm just going to tag like that unless I decide to tag individual members of the crews (ack so many)#it is also my prerogative to make Cesar suffer for everything and make Law increasingly unhinged
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OPINION TIME because i need to know i'm not the only one who feels this way:
i'm gonna be perfectly honest and many of you might hate me for this but. i. did not like good omens season 2. so if you don't want to read, i'll just write my essay under the break dlsjfdh
OKAY.
i mean i understand why people like it, the two (mostly) male-presenting characters that everyone has been smashing together like barbie dolls for decades finally get a canon kiss, great. yeah, as a trans gay guy, i can't deny that i love seeing any kind of queer representation, especially from such a popular show, from such an influential author. but this? did not. feel good to watch. and it's not just because of the soul-destroying cliffhanger ending.
i lived and breathed good omens when the show first came out, it was one of the most intense hyperfixations of my life, i was completely obsessed with it and i recommended it to everyone i knew, both the show and the book. it's the entire reason i got tumblr in the first place and the first fandom i actually participated in. quite a good portion of my waking thoughts were consumed by the ineffable husbands and all the other characters. i was a young teenager at the time and this story shaped my view of the world for over a year, and i will always love it. but even then, i hoped to god (ha) that they wouldn't make a second season. but inevitably, they did.
i went into the first episode hoping i was wrong, and i finished it just feeling disappointed. i kept watching and got through the whole thing, hoping it would get better as the season went on, but it just got worse and worse. granted, i did enjoy the little historical throwbacks (i think the entire second season should have just been aziraphale and crowley through the centuries with michael and david improvising the whole thing like that one post) but the actual plot was bland, the characters had lost all their depth, and on top of that the budget was obviously cut by a lot so the rich visuals that were so captivating in the first season were gone, as well. that and issues with sound, which probably were more noticeable cause i was wearing headphones, but this is one of the most popular and profitable shows on a leading streaming service owned by one of the biggest fucking companies in the world. shouldn't they be putting money into it?
i'm not upset that beelzebub was recast. i'm upset that their entire character and personality was forgotten in favour of a romantic side plot, which exists, why? again?? to somehow emphasize a point already made by the other rushed romantic side plot?? that has barely anything to do with the actual story other than being accidentally dragged into it by aziraphale, whose entire character development from the first season has been entirely pushed aside because we need a third season, because we want more money! hehe they are kissing, gay people kissing ooh look, give us your money and attention so you can see them kiss consensually this time! i could continue but i will spare you the entirety of my spiel because i could write. PAGES. about how much this season hurt my soul not because Oh No They Broke Up but because i believed in this world and i believed in these characters and i don't like seeing them like this, wrung out and milked for cash and fanservice. everything that made the first season good is dampened by the knowledge that i now have to consider this fucking thing canon, that this is what the story turns into.
neil gaiman i love you but for the love of god get off of tumblr. he just wrote a fucking fanfiction of his and terry pratchett's work because he knew he would get money from it. and we are eating it up, because we love the story, we love the characters, and we love the author and we always want more. if you want more, draw fanart. write fanfiction. create your own version of a story. please, don't give your money to a company just because it's Officially Legit Canon when you could create a much better, more compelling, and more satisfying ending for yourself, for free. i lied earlier, i don't understand the appeal of this season. i don't understand why people like it. it feels fake. it feels wrong. it feels like an entirely different universe than the first season, and the book, and that wouldn't necessarily even be a bad thing if it was at least done with some level of concern for quality and consistency.
i know not everyone wants to be critical of their favourite show and would prefer to just enjoy it for what it is. i understand that, at least. i don't want to ruin anyone's fun. if you enjoyed this season, good. i'm glad you did and i love seeing all the fanart and fanfictions happening everywhere. i just really wanted to talk about this and maybe spark a little discussion if anyone's interested. anyways if you read all of this, thank you.
tl;dr: i hate capitalism, i hate streaming services
#good omens#good omens spoilers#good omens 2#good omens 2 spoilers#neil gaiman#good omens season 2#also i don't understand. did it get explained why sister mary loquacious now owns a cafe and goes by nina#is this an inside joke i'm not aware of???#was i just supposed to not notice?????#is it supposed to be a subtle nod?? oh look nina sosanya is back because we can't reasonably find a way to bring back her previous characte#cool??#i don't get it i don't understand somebody explain it to me i don't. understand#AM I JUST STUPID I FEEL LIKE I'M JUST STUPID THEY WOULDN'T HAVE JUST. DONE THAT WITHOUT EXPLAINING IT RIGHT???#i was paying attention i swear#okay i googled it and neil just. likes her a lot i guess.#okay?#alright wes anderson but maybe like. put her in sandman or something#i stg i thought i was going insane half the time
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hi hi lock!! i was wondering if i could ask for some writing advice? TT
i've been writing for years now, but i'm currently working on my very first longfic! i'm about 40.000 words in right now (final product will prob be somewhere slightly below 60k), but it definitely has lots of heavy editing left to be done. i've got a solid idea of where i want the plot to go and where and when everything that's left is going to happen (very rough first draft writing). u might be wondering what the problem here is,,
i'm trying to hold off from posting anything until the whole fic is fully finished cuz that's the Best Way of doing stuff but my silly little monkey brain wants the validation so badly at this point!!!! i wanna put the first chapter out there!! OTL i've been working on this almost daily for the past two months or so, putting all other requests on hold, and i want to share this with the world so badly!! but the thing is i'm really worried that i'll want to change details/things once i've posted them,, like i'll suddenly think of a new plot element later or wanna chance parts of reader's characterization, tho I think it's unlikely at this point TT
is this something you've struggled with yourself? or do you just have any thoughts on the subject?? i would appreciate anything, tyvm, blowing u a kiss!
FIRST OFF !!!!!!!!!! congratulations on getting to 40k words, that really is no small feat, and you should be proud of yourself because man. that's a novel right there. i can't overstate how amazing that is. 🎉🎉🎉
as for your dilemma, i understand all too well hjtkgemr i have such a difficult time with long series partially because of that reason. finding the motivation to trudge through everything without feedback can be really hard. especially when you want to mention some elements of it, then while actually working on the story, you change your mind and feel bad for scrapping the idea after hyping it up 😭... i know i've said it before, but i have the utmost respect for people who write series. good god.
hm... i feel bad because i don't have much solid advice and don't want to accidentally say something detrimental... if you think you have the first chapter really ironed out, posting it and receiving the blessed Serotonin Boost™ from feedback seems like a good idea to me. some of my all time favorite writers go back to edit their earlier chapters. imo, there's nothing wrong with doing this. if anything, it's cool that we have that option. it's like... gaming patches but for writing... version 1.1.
i'm sorry that this probably wasn't very helpful, but i hope there is at least a little something of use here hjkrtme
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I would love to hear about the list of fictional boyfriends bc you're so right about ghirahim
(This is in reference to my tags on this post, which read "#holds him by the neck #theres a reason you dont get to be on my list of fictional boyfriends #its because youre simply too much of a bitch to keep up with.")
THANK YOU.
So like. As you may know, I am aromantic and asexual, but I have a pronounced attraction to many fictional men! I've tried the whole dating thing once or twice, but it kind of makes my stomach flip in same kind of way that you might feel when you accidentally walk into the wrong classroom on the first day of class and you were already really really anxious so you just sit in the bathroom crying for like 20 minutes to try and hold yourself together. That kind of way.
But I like many fictional men in a way that might almost be described as romantic or sexual, but that's the catch with them: they're fictional. I can rotate them in my mind and then put them away because they're some guy someone made up. I also just have eyes that are not immune to aspects of visual design that are supposed to look Good™. I experience some level of aesthetic attraction, it's just that fictional characters can very easily be broken down into aesthetics. Real people kind of... can't.
So, without further ado... here we go.
Now, these aren't in any particular order, they're just in the order I added them. I actually keep a documented list.
Kirin Jindosh (Dishonored 2)
He's snarky and intelligent at the same time. He's a mechanical genius who built his own Clockwork Mansion (which was beautifully executed by the game designers). He built autonomous killer robots with such an attention to aesthetic. He was kicked out of college for causing an accident that's implied to have cost him his left thumb and forefinger, which he proceeded to replace with a ceramic prosthetic that doubles as a smoke pipe. He's tall and lanky and has a rakish charm to him that I just can't resist, and yet I can also see myself punching him directly in the face.
I always go nonlethal in Dishonored games, but doing that to Jindosh in particular fucking broke me. He's an asset to the villain because of his intellect and engineering prowess, so in order to neutralize him without killing him... you essentially lobotomize him. With an electric chair. That he designed himself to use on one of your allies. With the pull of a lever, that's all gone. He wakes up knowing that he used to know things, used to be able to make intricate creations, and realizing that he can't anymore. He's not even mad. He's just... sitting there, confused, with a sedate sadness about him. It literally made me fucking sob for a good five to ten minutes.
I learned a while ago that they had considered including a route where, instead of only having the options to kill him or lobotomize him, you'd just... skedaddle with your captured ally and leave him alone. But, this was cut due to budget constraints. They would've had to record voicelines and make versions of cutscenes for if he was alive and fully himself, but they didn't have the budget for it. I understand... but I'm still mournful of that.
Greed (Fullmental Alchemist, Manga/Brotherhood)
He is a tall man with sharp teeth, a black sleeveless turtleneck, and a cropped vest with a fur lined collar. He's a very interesting character that explores what it means to be "greedy" because the way it manifests through him is that he has a lot of friends and he loves them very much and he is extremely pissed if anything happens to them. He can also transform to have sharper teeth and CLAWS.
I'm very mindful of the version of Greed I talk about, however, because at one point he dies and gets his essence shoved into someone else to create a new Greed. It's just that this "someone else" is a 15 year old and I am Not About That. Had I gotten into FMA while I was still in my middle teens, I may have had a crush on Greedling, but as it stands I'm 22. So! Only the man who has his friends smash his head open for fun to demonstrate his immortality for me, please.
Adam Frankenstein (Frankenstein)
Okay. I'm gonna be real with you on this one. I've never read Frankenstein before. I should at some point. He's tall and stapled together and is described as beautiful and is actually very intelligent (if vindictive and vengeful). But this is entirely based on the fact that I had an erotic dream about him once. I'm not gonna describe it here, but rest assured... I don't know what I'm telling you to rest assuredly about.
Professor Venomous (OK KO)
A man with a penchant for sadism and was made sexy on purpose. He's extremely divorced. He's happily married. He's petty. He's got an even eviler alter ego to go with the fact that he's already evil. He's a whole bastard and a half. He's purple. He's even bisexual. I love him.
Leon (Pokemon Sword and Shield)
He is KIND and he is A LITTLE DUMB AT TIMES and he IS WEARING A TIGHT SPORTS UNIFORM FOR MOST OF THE GAME. He has more depth than some people give him credit for, and has a fun dynamic with Raihan. There's a moment where when you beat him in a battle, his losing animation shows him covering his face with his hat and gritting his teeth and almost shaking, but then he takes his off and he puts on a nice face like "Yeah, that was an awesome battle!" He can't actually be angry when he wants to be angry because he's The Champion (and later the head of the Battle Tower) and everyone has his eyes on him. His hair also looks very pullable.
Saïx (Kingdom Hearts)
So this is kind of an OG fictional boyfriend for me. He was one of the first characters I ever sought out character/reader fics for. If you know me, you know I have a thing for both vampires and werewolves, and Saïx is sort of a diet werewolf. He has a moon motif and can turn more... wild and angry. I like a man who is measured in most of what he does and says, but when he loses it, he fucking LOSES IT. He's also (say it with me now) TALL!
The kicker here is that I've only played two KH games (re:coded and Dream Drop Distance). I was just so sucked in my the fandom as a tween that the men I was interested stayed with me even now.
Qrow Branwen (RWBY)
So, fun fact about this one: before I started watching RWBY, one of my friends pegged me as the sort of person who would be a Qrow Fucker right away. And they were right. He's a conflicted man whose source of pain is himself and how he thinks he makes life worse for everyone around him.
The Assigned Power that he has is literally bad luck. Bad things that happen around or to him that most would just ascribe to simple chance happen with increasing frequency around him. He's afraid he'll get the people he cares about hurt, so he pushes them away to avoid that. Bad things constantly happen to him, so he's driven to drink. He puts on a sarcastic and nonchalant facade about it, but he's just a lonely man whose self loathing is so far up his own ass that he almost actually got people killed because he drank himself into a stupor and couldn't help them.
Punchable, but also a sopping wet cat of a man. It also helps that he's mildly disheveled and a little flirty on purpose.
Guzma (Pokemon Sun and Moon)
YA BOY. Man just likes bugs and wants to give people a place to go. I enjoy imagining what he'd sound like because it's an accent I can actually do. A crusty weirdo with a soft and gooey interior. Very emotive and up front. I like a man with confidence.
Ganondorf (Zelda)
I'd just like to say I was a Ganonfucker before TotK. His original incarnation from Ocarina of Time is LITERALLY out there wearing a skin tight leather leotard, thigh high leather boots, and a tights. His subsequent incarnations also all have very compelling things going for them, too.
Winder Waker Ganondorf had a thought out, sympathetic motivation that became warped by his inescapable lust for power, dooming him. And he has his moms' names printed on his swords, which is adorable. Twilight Princess Ganondorf is genuinely terrifying, resisting his divinely powered execution squad and masterminding a takeover of the very realm meant to be his prison. He also has an excellent design. Shoutout to Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf for also having an excellent design. And finally, his Tears of the Kingdom incarnation combines an also-incredible-design with a very, VERY powerful presence.
I love his very harsh features and also I want to bury my face in his chest.
Sidon (Zelda)
What can I say about him that hasn't already been said? He's kind. He's handsome. He believes in you. He's enormous. He loves his sister. He loves his wife. He loves Link. He's even got sharp teeth.
Side tangent time because I love dumping this on people and if you've read this far you're in for the long haul already: sharks don't really have two dicks like we typically think of them. They have a pair of something called claspers, one of which is left out in the water and the other is inserted into the other shark. The left out one pumps in seawater while the other one expels water and sperm, fastened inside the other shark by the grace of the fact that it can unfurl like an umbrella. Sharks don't have dicks. They have jizz hoses attached to their crotches. I learned this (most of it anyway, the rest was filled in via Wikipedia) in the marine biology class I took in high school because I thought it would be fun and I didn't wanna take normal biology. Thank you for coming to my impromptu lecture on shark dicks.
Axel (Kingdom Hearts)
Axel has much the same story as Saïx with regards to his relation to me. I was into the Kingdom Hearts fandom as a tween and he just stuck with me. I enjoy the fact that he's cool and a bit sassy and I love his friendship with Roxas and Xion. It's nice.
Alucard (Castlevania)
Disclaimer: I've only played one Castlevania game (and it wasn't even a good one) and watched only a few episodes of the show. But by GOD this man is good for me. Tall angsty vampire with long pretty hair and a really cool outfit. Shoutout to Ayami Kojima's art.
Dunban (Xenoblade Chronicles)
Dunban is an incredible man. He lost the use of his right arm entirely due to the god in the sword he was using at the time rejecting him, and yet he still used that sword successfully to defend his home from an onslaught of man-eating robots. A year on from that, he learns to wield a sword one handed in his non-dominant hand, and is just generally a badass.
Tales of his heroism spread far and wide, even to more isolationist corners of the world—enough so that when he visited those isolationist areas, he could leverage his reputation to make people of a much higher societal rank than him listen to him. Essentially, he's talking to the prince of a kingdom, and the prince tells him he can't do something because of X or Y esoteric law relating to the traditions of their people (even though he understands they're odd to outsiders). Dunban, in all his cleverness, essentially just goes "Let's do it anyway because it's the right thing to do, and if anyone gets in trouble we can just say we're weird outsiders who don't know your laws, yeah?" but with better wording and more emotion. At this point, the prince, who is of a long-lived race and is literally five times Dunban's age, essentially yes sir's him.
I also just love his voice. One of his voice lines for one of his abilities is just a really guttural, growly "Dance with me" and I love it.
Grimsley (Pokemon Black and White)
Depressed man in a suit with a vampire-ish appearance. Then has a later appearance where he looks aged by stress. That is all.
Volo (Pokemon Legends Arceus)
Oh fucking BOY I am not normal about this man. He is kind and passionate and has an insatiable hunger for knowledge, but the knowledge he's accumulated has made him seek out the power of a god. A power he can't have. In spite of the stupid Arceus-shaped hair, he manages to have such a gravitas in his final battle. The beady eyes. His casual half-smile turned sinister. The music that plays being a remix of the most feared trainer in Pokemon history, to whom he is implied to be directly related to. The fact that he fucking cheats and pulls out not only a seventh Pokemon, but the fact that that Pokemon pulls a "YOU FOOL, THAT WAS ONLY MY FIRST HEALTH BAR!" The way he goes through Laventon to avoid talking to you again in order to tell you that Giratina wants to help you. The ease with which you can give him spine crushing trauma through a combination of religion and retail. I've literally written a volo/reader fic and am working on another, longer one. I love him.
Vanitas (Kingdom Hearts)
On my journey out of tweenhood and into being a teenager, I became slowly more interested in villains as times went on. Vanitas was one of my first and most powerful instances of that. He's an evil doppelganger to one of the protagonists created out of the darkness in the heart of another. He's cool. He's angry. He's very enjoyable to me.
Consul N (Xenoblade Chronicles 3)
Oh boy, another one I'm incapable of being fucking normal about! I've posted about him at length in other posts, but the general gist of my obsession with this man is... his obsession. His devotion. He's so strongly attached to the one he loves that, after repeatedly having her ripped away from him, he chooses to perpetuate the miserable world that so violently tortured them both on the condition that he could be with her forever. He looses himself in his possessiveness, he wants to believe he's doing it all for her—but deep down, he knows he chose the coward's way out by abandoning his hopes and dreams and choosing to become the boot that keeps the world down rather than topple the system that won't let it rise.
And that's how the story of XC3 starts: his cast of hopes and dreams—and those of the woman he loves—coalesce into a new existence that hasn't suffered the many existences he had—that they both had. And that coalition of their hopes and dreams finally, finally manages to set the world right, after much fighting and suffering and introspection. At one point, he physically and emotionally tortures the embodiment of his hopes and dreams as if to prove to himself that what the way he's been doing things was the only way. But later, his hopes-and-dreams self literally tells him that he's a coward and that he's full of shit. I was so enraptured by this scene that I had to make art of it, of N leaning against the bars of a jail cell as he emotionally tortures his other self, and it became my profile pic.
Commander Isurd (Xenoblade Chronicles 3)
This man is so fucking stressed out that the quest you do to help him be more powerful is trying to find him a way to relax, and there's a scene where he strips and sits in a hot spring. He is a man whose heart is so full of grief that he won't let himself process. I've described his eyebags as harrowing before, because there's no other better word for them. Let him rest. I want to help him rest.
Sephiroth (Final Fantasy VII)
The disclaimer here is that I've never played a Final Fantasy game, let alone any incarnation of VII, I just find this man fascinating. He has three dads who are all pointing guns at each other and as well as two moms. He was injected with alien DNA in the womb, raised as an orphan, and groomed to be the perfect supersoldier. When he found this out as an adult, he went on a rampage and did a lot of terrible things including trying to explode the world. But before that, he was just kind of a guy put under both a spotlight and a microscope, and all that culminated in incredible violence. Also I like one winged angel.
Grusha (Pokemon Scarlet and Violet)
He's just very pretty and I like his attitude. I'm also intrigued by his implied angsty backstory.
Spyke (Splatoon)
I'm simply a sucker for vaguely mysterious tall men. I don't know why they gave him some kinda cockney accent in the American English localization only, but I'm frankly here for it.
Vash the Stampede (Trigun)
I've also been posting about this one at length. He's a very kind man to the point of accepting personal injury if it means he doesn't have to hurt someone, and it shows. He's goofy as hell. He menaces people into being nice to each other through the force of his (falsely) violent reputation alone. He loves his brother so much, he just wishes he would stop being an asshole. He believes in the human capacity for change. He represses his emotions and puts up a facade so that he doesn't hurt the people around him, even though he tries to push them away anyway. He's tall. He's got some cool alien/monster traits. He's also just cool as hell. He's a mama's boy. He's even into petplay. I love him!
Conclusion
I love all my hims.
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