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slopdoughnut · 1 day
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Here is my contribution
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None of these are funny but it's 1 am so who cares
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pondering my orb (tabbing back and forth between tumblr and ao3)
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viperingz · 11 hours
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What if dungeon meshi was set in baltimore and instead of monsters they ate people
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10yo-anon · 3 days
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Untitled.*
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A/N: a piece i never finished. This has been sitting for 2 months. My actual first piece of writing, too!
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Your peaceful life in your home village was perfect— growing up at a local bakery by dusk, tavern by dawn where starting as a toddler you learnt how to make, cook, and bake delicacies, from smoked steak to cultural foods day by day, eventually taking the small bakery-tavern in your name once the clock hit and  your beloved loved ones had perished.
Keyword: was.
It all crashed so fast, so soon... you wondered what could've happened if the feared myth— the king of curses, as they call, Hadn't ambushed your village, Hadn't gone on a killing spree, breaking down everything and everyone he could see in his view, Hadn't followed the narrow grass pathway leading to your bakery (curse you sweet aroma of bread), hadn't walk in and look at you in the eyes before your vision went out, without knowing what he even did.
Snapping out from your train of thought, you stay laying at the futon you were set to rest at. Your hand goes up to comb through your hair in an attempt to calm your thoughts and heart rate down. Your life's getting soooo fucked up. You don't feel like you. You don't feel like yourself wearing the plain kimono the unknown servants dressed you up in, you don't feel like yourself staying at an unfamiliar room, you don't feel like yourself when you aren't in your homey small house where you wear your simple flower pattern kimono topped with an apron.
Had you done anything so wrong whoever god or goddess watching from above or below give you this fate? Whether the answer was yes or no, you'd plead and bow and cry for them to change your fate, if only you had the chance.
Now you're stuck at an eerie castle, where uncomfortably several servants, cooks, and concubines scatter around. Thankfully for your poor unfortunate life, you were captured to become one of his personal cooks. You wonder if that was his last minute choice, to take you as his cook due to the aroma of your baked goods. It was understandable, however you would've picked to be sliced into pieces like your fellow villagers than to work for him. Fortunately for you, you didn't become a servant, you knew you were tidy, but not tidy enough to work as a servant. You were heavily grateful for not being a concubine, perhaps you werent..qualified enough to bring pleasure to him. hurtful, yes, but you you could not dare think of being used as a mere toy he could play with whenever he pleased—..maybe it would be better, not him. After all, you dont understand sorcery and curses as your now burned down village was secluded.
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You silently hum a tune to yourself as you were left alone at the large kitchen after miss Uraume said you were assigned to make the Lord's meal. The ingredients you were givej and said to use were..odd. atleast one of them were as the others were simple ingredients like seasonings and fresh vegetables. It was pieces of meat unknown to you. Maybe it was because you weren't wealthy enough to buy them. Maybe.
You tried to get comfortable around the castle, it wasnt that difficult to since you've never seen Lord Sukuna walk around anywhere, you doubt he was even here..until now that is. You did your own observations here and there, which you had obtained hypothetical facts about him.
you slide the plate with his meal to the side and take the wooden chopping board along with a knife and basil leaves, ready to cut it up to finish off the meal, you start chopping, but your thoughts go another place.
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1. The human form of gluttony.
— He's quite a man..or demon of appetite. Though he doesn't demand for food much, the amount of cooks handpicked be him to serve meals says tons. Its as if he prioritizes them. The food— not the cooks, that I know.
2. ..hormonal.
— The terrifying amount of concubines he has is..terrifyingly uncomfortable. It is not my business to talk about it as I am a cook, a mere servant for him. But that fact doesn't make it any less uncomfortable to think of when I look at him..well, think of him, since I've never seen him in person.
3. Mysogin—
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Your eyes widen when you feel the sharp blade cut through the pad of your finger. Hissing in surprise, your dominant hand drops the knife to the wooden cutting board as you shake your bleeding hand to lessen the sting.
Using your uninjured hand, you take the chopped basil leaves and sprinkle it on the meal you made, finish it off right on time as a maid—wait..a woman with a golden kimono..a..concubine? Arent concubines simply for the kings pleasure? Why is she here? Your thoughts slip out of your mouth before you notice. "Am I not allowed to bring food for my King?" She responds in a snarky tone. Ah. You remember this maid, Yorozu was her name? You don't know. But you do know that shes delusional. Clinging onto lord sukuna like a leech, thinking her feelings were reciprocated. Poor woman doesnt know he merely sees her as an object. (You dont feel sympathy with the way she talks to you, fortunately.) "I don't think this is any of your business, but I'll forgive you." She walks closer to you, nudging her shoulder with yours before taking the prepared food. You give her an annoyed side glare, keeping quiet.
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"My lord, your meal has arrived." The maid's voice echoes around the dining room after the clinking of a bell. "It's about time it does. I suppose my standards about my cooks are too low, no?"
.... *unfinished asf*
And yeah. Tahts it. First piece of writing i did. Never finished it. Dont think i will 🤗
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helioxed · 19 hours
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bunnieswithknives · 2 days
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How would David react to Rowan catching him sewing up his face and trying to stop or help him from doing that?
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LOL that actually sorta happens in the Worms animatic! I imagine this happened before they were really good friends, in the 'barely warming up to each other' phase, and yeah, lets just say Rowan was kinda horrified.
I figure what ended up happening David is was so startled by being caught that, before Rowan could even try to talk him down or help him clean up David just kinda freaked out and retreated into his room, refusing to leave or even speak except to desperately tell him not to call an ambulance, which Rowan tentatively agrees to even tho he's freaking the hell out and their house is full of blood now.
Rowan leaves some medical supplies outside of his door then goes to calm down in the hall outside. When he comes back in again the supplies have vanished. After that its literal days/weeks before they see each other again cause David is mortified of what Rowan must think of him and cant bare for Rowan to see him again after that. By the time Rowan manages to catch David out and about the stitches have already healed into his face.
David is terrified that he just scared off the one person in the world who was even trying to make the effort to be his friend but the whole incident makes actually just makes Rowan more determined.
I think this was the beginning of the end actually.
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buwheal · 13 hours
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Spamton, it doesn't matter if we didn't *mean* to hurt you - we did anyway. You were hurt, and that deserves an apology. We are sorry.
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muckyschmuck · 2 days
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gay lady species swap just to piss myself off
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nuppu-nuppu · 1 day
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Omori moment
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mtndw-whteout · 3 days
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thinkin about 10 yr old teru, trying to use a phone to call his parents... especially like, after claw attacks... or on his birthday... and he doesn't know their number..
just crying into a dial tone.
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joshfutturman · 3 days
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it was really cool of taylor to write a song about josh hutcherson tbh
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charlesdesvoeux · 2 days
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fitzjames/crozier/ross call that a. polarcule
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scarceghost · 15 hours
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Cult of the lamb if it were good
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skellydoll · 2 days
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Yeah she’d “like” you, just not how you’d think she would
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robovalentine · 2 days
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draw 6 i did w some of my friends suggestions :P
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allo-frouto · 1 day
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Do you look cute with your face covered in cum?
No. I look divine.
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