#achievement hunter imagine

[xraynarvaez]

Ready Set Show on Monday!!

#achievement hunter #trevor collins #this seems like it will be fun to watch when it comes out #man imagine an entire season of ready set show with trevor and bk as the hosts

[calamitycodified]

watching the new ah minecraft vid and im losing my mind. alfredo has no idea how rare non-deepslate diamond ore is in the latest update so he just

he found and destroyed one of the rarest blocks in the game and he doesnt even know it

#achievement hunter #alfredo diaz #earlier in the ep i almost freaked bc i thought they had found the blue axolotl (EXTREMELY rare coloration) but it was just cyan #but imagine if they had found a rare minecraft thing twice in the same ep #at this point alfredo's gonna see (and die to) a super creeper #edit: nvm about him dying to a super creeper

[kelpiemomma]

I’M FUCKIN CACKLING I WAS JUST PLAYING A BIT OF REACH (and i did so good, i only played for an hour!!! but also my head is a little hurty and my eyes too so. i am taking care of myself) AND THERE WAS ONE MISSION WHERE I HAD TO GET PAST FOUR HUNTERS

for those who don’t know, these motherfuckers:

who’s only WEAK SPOT is on their BACK. That bigass gun on their right arm will kill you in one shot, and they can also kill you by smacking your ass with that honkin’ fuckoff shield on their left arm! they’re not too much of a pain on co-op but I was struggling by myself. I killed one, thought I had two left, TURNED OUT THERE WERE THREE LEFT, so I just.

Ran up the stairs. Destroyed the jammer, dodged the hunter at the top, and hightailed it out.

Of course, I achieved the checkpoint so the cue said “we’ve got it from here” and I’m sprinting out of there like mf, you have three hunters left in here, you couldn’t take out one!

But I still left cause fuck that noise! They said they could handle it and I sure as shit didn’t want to!

#kelp tracks #if you think i'm imagining halo submas and halo legends arceus doing this #you're goddamn right #the baby spartan crew running into a group of hunters guarding something they need to destroy #akari (being the sangheili and therefore the fastest and most agile) decides to be the one to finagle the button #rei and barry provide backup and distraction for her #they achieve it (with injury) and dip out without killing all the hunters and on the way back to base they all just #look at each other. tired and weary and akari's like. 'we're not.... telling the adults about thisright?' #rei and barry are like 'oh FUCK no we're not' #and akari just 'oh good. we're all on the same page.' #and then they have to make a cover story for why they're all injured xD

[savageboar]

the very few free badges on this site are funny as shit we need more of this less monetization and subterfuge against minorities

#imagine if ppl made speedruns of achievement grinding tumblr like trophy hunters do #hades.txt

[mkzmerryfriend]

Imagine shutting down the company whose most profitable channel created the term “let’s play” for being unprofitable

#literally can’t process that the channel I used to turn on in my darkest moments to get a laugh out of my hollow chest is shutting down #I have achievement hunter posters from what feels like eons ago #rt and ah were there for me in my formative teenage years #and now you’re telling me the whole company is shutting down because wb doesn’t think they’re making them enough money #imagine how many people they just put on the street #how many peoples lives they just ruined #the poor fucking employees that have to scramble to find new work to keep their insurance and their mortgage paid #I hate wb more every day

[fatehbaz]

Travel back [...] a few hundred years to before the industrial revolution, and the wildlife of Britain and Ireland looks very different indeed. 

Take orcas: while there are now less than ten left in Britain’s only permanent (and non-breeding) resident population, around 250 years ago the English [...] naturalist John Wallis gave this extraordinary account of a mass stranding of orcas on the north Northumberland coast [...]. If this record is reliable, then more orcas were stranded on this beach south of the Farne Islands on one day in 1734 than are probably ever present in British and Irish waters today. [...]

Other careful naturalists from this period observed orcas around the coasts of Cornwall, Norfolk and Suffolk. I have spent the last five years tracking down more than 10,000 records of wildlife recorded between 1529 and 1772 by naturalists, travellers, historians and antiquarians throughout Britain and Ireland, in order to reevaluate the prevalence and habits of more than 150 species [...].

In the early modern period, wolves, beavers and probably some lynxes still survived in regions of Scotland and Ireland. By this point, wolves in particular seem to have become re-imagined as monsters [...].

Elsewhere in Scotland, the now globally extinct great auk could still be found on islands in the Outer Hebrides. Looking a bit like a penguin but most closely related to the razorbill, the great auk’s vulnerability is highlighted by writer Martin Martin while mapping St Kilda in 1697 [...].

[A]nd pine martens and “Scottish” wildcats were also found in England and Wales. Fishers caught burbot and sturgeon in both rivers and at sea, [...] as well as now-scarce fishes such as the angelshark, halibut and common skate. Threatened molluscs like the freshwater pearl mussel and oyster were also far more widespread. [...]

Predators such as wolves that interfered with human happiness were ruthlessly hunted. Authors such as Robert Sibbald, in his natural history of Scotland (1684), are aware and indeed pleased that several species of wolf have gone extinct:

There must be a divine kindness directed towards our homeland, because most of our animals have a use for human life. We also lack those wild and savage ones of other regions. Wolves were common once upon a time, and even bears are spoken of among the Scottish, but time extinguished the genera and they are extirpated from the island.

The wolf was of no use for food and medicine and did no service for humans, so its extinction could be celebrated as an achievement towards the creation of a more civilised world. Around 30 natural history sources written between the 16th and 18th centuries remark on the absence of the wolf from England, Wales and much of Scotland. [...]

In Pococke’s 1760 Tour of Scotland, he describes being told about a wild species of cat – which seems, incredibly, to be a lynx – still living in the old county of Kirkcudbrightshire in the south-west of Scotland. Much of Pococke’s description of this cat is tied up with its persecution, apparently including an extra cost that the fox-hunter charges for killing lynxes:

They have also a wild cat three times as big as the common cat. [...] It is said they will attack a man who would attempt to take their young one [...]. The country pays about £20 a year to a person who is obliged to come and destroy the foxes when they send to him. [...]

The capercaillie is another example of a species whose decline was correctly recognised by early modern writers. Today, this large turkey-like bird [...] is found only rarely in the north of Scotland, but 250–500 years ago it was recorded in the west of Ireland as well as a swathe of Scotland north of the central belt. [...] Charles Smith, the prolific Dublin-based author who had theorised about the decline of herring on the coast of County Down, also recorded the capercaillie in County Cork in the south of Ireland, but noted: This bird is not found in England and now rarely in Ireland, since our woods have been destroyed. [...] Despite being protected by law in Scotland from 1621 and in Ireland 90 years later, the capercaillie went extinct in both countries in the 18th century [...].

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Images, captions, and text by: Lee Raye. “Wildlife wonders of Britain and Ireland before the industrial revolution – my research reveals all the biodiversity we’ve lost.” The Conversation. 17 July 2023. [Map by Lee Raye. Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me.]

[moonsaver]

would yandere blade want his darling to die with him when he finally managed to find a way to kill himself permanently?

For the first time in a while, Yan!Blade would be conflicted and hesitant.

There's a look on his face which no one from the stellaron hunters and neither his darling would have ever seen before. Technically due to how stoic he is usually, its the same expression to everyone else. But you can see some conflict and hesitation, like a dog with an unhinged jaw that's unwilling to bite. You would almost mistake it for fear, but that's not it.

Being with darling provides Yan!Blade the peace and tranquility he can't achieve from death, everything about them alleviates the pain to an extreme degree. So when actually presented with the option of Death, it ends up being.. reduced in it's value to blade. But when it comes down to it, he keeps this knowledge at hand, waiting to make the decision. He's been sickeningly and obsessively searching for it, now that he has it – he takes his time. Why rush, especially since you're here?

I also imagine Yan!blade using it as a subtle threat looming over Darling's head, letting them very gently know that he's at the climax of his decision, and when he finally acts on it, Darling will also play a part.

And darling of all people would know Blade is not someone who tends to show mercy, and neither will he back down after making the decision. So, stay quietly and maybe even hope to convince blade he doesn't need death – convince him with all the cooing, affectionate words and actions you have, so you don't meet your own.

#yan!blade x reader #yandere blade x reader #yandere blade #yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail #yandere honkai star rail x reader #yandere hsr x reader #yandere blade x y/n

[voicesknewmyghosts]

Safe Place

Jenna is always the person others go to for comfort, she’s the anchor that grounds people. So just who is the person that she goes to for her own comfort?

It’s late in the evening when you get the call. You had just settled on the couch with a cup of tea when your phone rings and a picture of your girlfriend cuddled up in a blanket pops up on the screen. You can’t help the smile that beams onto your face; Jenna is in Romania right now shooting Wednesday, and to say you miss the little ray of sunshine is an understatement. 

You’ve been together over a year now, and every day spent with her has truly been the best of your life. She’s so gentle, caring and kind, and she makes you feel like you could take on the world when you look at her, her big brown eyes always gazing up at you with the most love anyone could ever show someone. 

But when you pick up the phone to answer her, you know immediately something is wrong. Her voice is shaky, quiet, and you can tell she’s holding back tears when she greets you. 

“Babygirl what’s wrong?” You’re on high alert now, cup of tea forgotten as you sit on the edge of the couch, ready to fight anyone and anything that’s upset your girl. 

“I just-“ her voice breaks, and along with it your heart “it’s too much y/n, it just feels all too much right now.” 

She erupts into sobs, and you do all you can to calm her down all while feeling your heart shatter into a million pieces at every gut wrenching cry. You tell her over and over again all the sweet things you can think of, telling her she’ll be okay and that you’re there for her, that she’ll get through this. 

It feels like infinity has passed before the sobs turn into sniffles and the broken girl at the other end of the line quietens down. 

“Oh Jenna.” Is all you can say, unable to think of anything that is capable of showing how much you want to just come and wrap her up in your arms and protect her from the world. 

You both sit in silence for a while, content with the other's company. You can hear Jenna shuffle under her blankets; no doubt wrapping herself up like a burrito like she does at home, which makes the smile return to your face as you imagine her head poking out of the huge mountain of blankets that she no doubt had on top of her. 

A thought pops into your head; one forged by the longing to have your girl in your arms. Its a crazy one; part of you doesn’t even want to bring it up to Jenna in fear of getting her hopes up, but the more you think about her alone in a room in Romania sobbing her heart out and feeling like the world is crushing her spirit the more you think you can make it work. 

“Jenna, how would you feel if I booked a flight to come visit?” 

You hardly even finish your sentence before the excited “yes!” screams out of your phone's speakers and less than an hour later you have your flight booked for the next day and your girl falls asleep with a smile on her face for the first time in a while. 

Jenna can’t stop the excitement she feels knowing you’re going to be here the next day. Sleep becomes a distant memory as she messages the cast group chat telling them they’re going to finally meet the woman she can’t shut up about. Joy is the first to respond, with a bunch of heart emoji’s and how excited she is to meet you. Emma, Hunter and Georgie soon follow, all equally ecstatic. Jenna just can’t wait to pick you up from the airport; you have a way of making her feel so safe and grounded that no one else has ever come close to achieving. She loves being the rock for her friends - she truly does, knowing they come to her for a pep talk or a hug when they’re feeling anxious about an interview or an upcoming scene - it makes her feel good in herself knowing she’s the person that other people find comfort in. But, she gets anxious too, and the only person she ever feels like she can truly be vulnerable and protected with is finally going to be in her arms in less than 12 hours. 

You see her before she sees you. She’s wrapped in a big coat, dyed black hair up in a messy bun, eyes scanning the room for any sightings of you. You can see a security guard with her, keeping his distance respectfully. She takes your breath away, so much so you stop dead in the middle of the airport, unable to tear your eyes away from the woman who stole your heart. 

The second she has eyes on you she’s running, jumping into your arms and wrapping her limbs around you tight, like your very own koala bear. You drop your bags and wrap your own arms around her, holding her tight to you and breathing in the scent that you missed so much. The world around you both seems to stop, the only thing existing is each other. Having her in your arms once more is the best feeling in the whole universe and you never want to let her go. 

Sadly, a subtle cough from Jenna’s security lets her know it's time to go, and she begrudgingly unwraps herself from around you. Then she looks up at you with those beautiful brown eyes and you feel your breath being stolen from your lungs as she tugs on your arm, leading you out of the airport and towards where she calls home for the next few months. 

She clings to you in the car, her head resting on your shoulder as you hold her hands in yours, rubbing gentle circles on the soft skin of her palm. You can’t help but stare at her the whole way, unable to tear your eyes away from the person who makes you happiest in this world. You can see the tiredness behind her eyes though; you can see how exhausted she is, how much pressure she has had put on her shoulders with this new project of hers. 

Of course, you’ll always support Jenna in everything she does, that will never be in doubt. But when you had that call from her and when you can see just how exhausted mentally and physically she is; you just wish you could take it all away and shelter her from all of the pressure.

You arrive at the cast's hotel not long after Jenna closes her eyes and her head drifts from your shoulder down to your lap. You hate to wake her, knowing the ridiculously early starts and long days she has. You make a decision while staring down at the sleeping beauty and quietly ask the security guard who drove you whether there was someone who could help with your bags. Once he confirms yes, you gently slide out from Jenna’s death grip and open her door, cradling her into your arms as she grumbles something about wanting to sleep more. You can’t help the chuckle that escapes you at how cute Jenna looks cradled in your arms, her arms flailing around until they find their target: a death grip around your neck. You give her a quick kiss on the forehead and shush her as she starts to grumble again and follow the security guard to Jenna’s apartment. 

Placing Jenna gently down on her bed, you get her changed into some comfy pyjamas before quickly doing the same for yourself. You leave your bags in the living room, deciding that getting into bed with your girl is the only priority right now; unpacking can be left until she’s working the following morning. 

Your heart soars as she reaches for you the second the bed dips signalling your arrival. Her arms wrap around your shoulders and her legs entwine with yours; her hot breath sending tingles down your spine as it tickles the side of your neck. You give her a quick kiss before succumbing to sleep yourself, finally feeling like a piece of you has been returned. 

The alarm rips through the peaceful silence that had fallen over the room. You’re sure you only fell asleep two minutes ago, but judging by Jenna frantically flailing around for her phone to shut off the noise and groaning to herself, you can imagine this is the early start she’s been telling you about.

How she does this everyday is completely beyond you. 

You reach out a gentle hand to rub the tired back in front of you, and you smile to yourself as Jenna seems to relax a little under your touch, almost as if she had to remind herself that this is real, that she’s not alone anymore. 

“Good morning my love.” Her voice is groggy and deep as she leans over to place a kiss on your lips. Her small hands frame your face, her eyes staring into yours. 

This is all you wanted out of life; to find someone who you would travel to the ends of the earth for, and who would do the same for you. Looking into Jenna’s exhausted eyes as you stroke her hair, you know you would do anything to keep this girl from any and all harm. 

“Come on darling,” you begin, kissing her chin, “let's get you some breakfast.” 

Jenna tries to fight you, telling you you should get back in bed and sleep, but she’s fighting a losing battle as you’re already up and out of bed, thoughts of what you can make for your girl flooding through your mind. 

You let Jenna get herself ready in the bathroom as you cook a nice big breakfast out of the things she has in her fridge. You know she hasn’t eaten well since she got here, so you make a promise to yourself that once she’s at work you’ll head into town and get some groceries so you can get as much food in her as possible. 

Just as you finish plating up your breakfasts, the door to the bathroom opens and out comes the picture of beauty; the smile she has on her face is enough to knock you to the floor, but you manage to stay upright. Even with no makeup on and looking as exhausted as she does, she is the most beautiful woman in the world in your eyes, no doubt about it. She strides over to you and stands on her tiptoes with her hands gripping either side of your face and kisses you with a fervent intensity that leaves you breathless and gasping for more. Breakfast is almost forgotten as you reach for her hips, ready to pick her up and toss her into the bedroom until a small hand on your chest stops you dead in your tracks, and when you look at the woman capable of destroying you and piecing you back to together bit by bit, the smirk she has on her face tells you all you need to know. 

Be good, and I’ll reward you later. 

It’s unspoken; it normally is - Jenna has a way of looking at you and conveying anything she needs you to know without saying a single word. You know if you play your cards right and behave today that you might just end up getting the one thing you both have been endlessly craving for the last few months apart. With a wink and a sway of her hips, Jenna takes a seat at the table while you place her food in front of her and take a seat next to her. You interlace your fingers together while you eat in comfortable silence, content with the company of your favourite person. 

Before you know it, there’s a knock on the door and Jenna is sighing while getting up, collecting her things for the day while you begin cleaning up. 

“I’ll see you later.” She mumbles into your chest as you pull her in for a hug. 

“You will indeed.” You kiss her forehead and open the door for her, waving to her as she does the same. And then she’s gone; off to work until she’s utterly exhausted and spent only to do it all over again the next day. You wish she didn’t have to work so hard; you wish you could somehow make this experience easier on her mental health, but you know that she loves this job, and sadly the toll of working in this industry is well known. 

But, what you can do is be somewhere Jenna can come to relax, to be vulnerable and to let all of the pressure slide off her shoulders. And so, with a little smile to yourself, you get ready to head into town to get groceries. 

It may not be much, but if you can take care of Jenna in all the small ways she hasn’t had the energy to do herself, then you can go to sleep happy knowing that at least with you, Jenna is taken care of. 

And that at least with you, Jenna has her safe place.

#jenna ortega #jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega fanfic

[astrojulia]

When I started the astrology course I found out that you can be a researcher in the area and you can publish official works on any topic and here I am, already training for that. The logical thought behind this post was: we always liked games, when the first decks were produced it was crazy, so I encompassed all the planets for this. But of course I had some focal points, which were: Mercury talks about digital communication and logical reasoning; Mars speaks of sports and competitive activities; Uranus rules over electronics and gadgets; Neptune speaks of fantasy and imagination; 5th house is connected to all hobbies and 11th to technology and the online world. In the signs I focused on Aquarius, Gemini and Aries, but everyone can be included in this as well as the planets.

Neptune/Moon in the 5th house, Jupiter in 9th house, Cancer and Sagittarius placements may enjoy story games, with deeper characters they can relate to and become emotionally involved with the story. Suggested Games: Spiritfarer, The Last of Us.

Venus in the 11th house, like games that allow socialization and that everyone can have fun together: Suggested Games: Fall Guys, Mario Party.

Mercury in the 3rd and 11th house, likes games that allow interaction with other people but also allows you to lie/bluff in games to win: Suggested Games: Among Us.

Mars in 5th/11th house may like farm games. Suggested Games: Harvest Moon, Story of Seasons, Stardew Valley, Slime Rancher.

Mars in the 1st house, may enjoy games that allow them to express their individuality and create their own character. Sun/Pluto in the 8th house may enjoy activities that allow them to explore their own transformation and evolution, such as playing videogames that involve role-playing or creating and developing a character. Suggested games: Fallout, Skyrim, Cyberpunk 2077.

Pluto/Scorpio in the 11th may like games with replayability since when they like a game it stays the same for several hours. Suggested games: Monster Hunter, Hades.

Sun/Venus in 5th may like music games. Suggested games: Project Diva, Just Dance.

Sun/Mercury in 5th also like games that allow them to create and use their creativity. Suggested games: Animal Crossing, Minecraft, Okami.

Uranus/Sun in 1st/11th likes activities that involves social groups and allow them to connect with others in a laid-back way. Suggested games: Stopots.

Saturn in the 10th house may enjoy activities that challenge them to improve and achieve mastery, Suggested games: Dark Souls.

Lilith in 10/11th house in women it can show that this girl has always been interested in games, but since she is a woman, she is not allowed to play because it is not seen as a woman thing (10th) or that she suffered so much hate for being a woman and playing online (11th) that she may play alone. Suggested Games: any single player that you like, really, just play girl.

Sun/Jupiter in the 9th may like open world/sandbox games where they can explore and see new horizons. Sun/Neptune in 12th house enjoy games that allow them to escape reality and tap into their creative and imaginative side. Suggest games: Death Stranding, Journey.

Mars/Sun/Mercury in Leo/Aries may like games that require quick reflexes and decision-making, they also like competitive games where there can be a number one. Suggest games: Mario Kart, .Forza.

Venus/Moon dominant have preference for games that have rich, immersive environments and a strong aesthetic. Suggested games: Gris.

Mercury dominant may like strategic thinking and problem-solving, such as puzzle games or strategy games. Suggest games: Alice Madness Returns, Portal 2.

Sun/Lilith/Moon in 8th house/Scorpio may like games that can shake with their emotional, talks about taboos and dense topics and changes their worldview. Suggested games: Disco Elysium.

Gemini/Virgo in 5th/11th house may like games that you need to quickly manage something or somewhere, like cooking simulators. Suggest games: Lemon Cake.

Sun/Venus/Libra/Pisces in the 5th/7th/11th house may love any dating simulator. Uranus in the 7th also would like some unconvencional dating games that which merges dating simulator with other types of gameplay. Suggest games: Dream Daddy, Boyfriend Dungeon, Arcana Famiglia.

Mercury in Capricorn/Virgo/10th house may like games that you need mastery and discipline, such as fighting games or games with steep learning curves, or just games that you can make combos. Suggest games: Devil May Cry, Bayonetta.

Mars in Aries/Sagittarius/Scorpio may like games where you can shoot things but also get involved with the history and the characters. Suggest games: Mass Effect.

Sun/Mercury in Gemini may like games where you can have different types of gameplay in just only one game. Suggest games: Yakuza.

Saturn/Moon/Venus in Cancer may like games with elements of caregiving or raising animals or characters. Suggest games: The Sims, Cult of the Lamb.

Pisces Sun/Neptune/Uranus can like games that explore mystical or supernatural themes. Suggest games: The Witcher, Silent Hill.

Where your Aquarius falls can also show what you generally look in a video game: 1st - character creation and first-person games; 2nd - games with an aesthetic you like; 3rd - games with many characters for you to meet; 4th - cozy games; 5th - rhythm games; 6th - life simulator games; 7th - dating simulator,co-op games; 8th - deep story games, +18 games; 9th - open world games; 10th - roguelike or city building games; 11th - online games; 12th - sandbox games

Sun in the 6th house may enjoy games that involve organization and strategy, such as management or simulation games. Suggested games: Planet Zoo, Football Manager.

Moon in the 1st house may enjoy games that provide an emotional experience and allow them to explore their own feelings. Suggested games: Life is Strange.

Jupiter in the 5th house may enjoy games that involve exploration and discovery, with a focus on learning and expanding their knowledge. Suggested games: No Man's Sky, The Witness.

Mars in the 7th house may enjoy games action gamesthat involve teamwork and cooperation, such as multiplayer games or co-op campaigns. Suggested games: Left 4 Dead.

Saturn in the 11th house may enjoy games that require planning and strategy, and that involve long-term goals and rewards. Suggested games: Civilization VI, XCOM 2.

Uranus in the 5th house may enjoy games that are unconventional and challenge the status quo, with a focus on innovation and creativity. Suggested games: Katamari Damacy, Journey.

Neptune in the 7th house may enjoy games that allow them to escape reality and immerse themselves in a fantasy world, with a focus on exploration and discovery, as well some good interactions with the characters. Suggested games: World of Warcraft, Final Fantasy XIV.

Pluto in the 1st house may enjoy games that allow them to explore their own identity and transformation, with a focus on personal growth and development. Suggested games: Persona 5.

Sagittarius in the 5th/11th house may like games plataform games where the objetive is really clear, there can be challenges to achieve it, but what you need to do is straight foward. Suggested games: Donkey Kong Country 1,2 and 3.

Saturn in the 11th house may enjoy games that involve building and managing communities, such as city-building or simulation games that allow them see how this society grows. Suggested games: Cities: Skylines.

Pluto/Saturn/Mars in the 11th house may enjoy games where you cause mass destruction. Suggested Games: Plague Inc.

Sun/Pluto/Capricorn/Scorpio/Leo/Aries in 5th, may like games that allow them to feel powerful and in control, such as action or adventure games where they can take on challenging foes and overcome obstacles. Suggested games: God of War, Assassin's Creed.

Mars in the 11th house may enjoy games that require quick thinking and strategic planning, such as real-time strategy or fast-paced action games that test their reflexes. Suggested games: Starcraft II, Doom.

Jupiter in the 10th house may enjoy games that involve leadership and decision-making, such as management or simulation games that allow them to run their own company or organization. Suggested games: Two Point Hospital, Tropico.

Venus/Taurus/Libra/Pisces in the 1st house may enjoy games that allow them to express their creativity and unique style, such as fashion or art-based games that let them create their own designs and aesthetics. Suggested games: Style Savvy, Art Academy.

Mercury in the 1st house may enjoy games that involve problem-solving and critical thinking, such as puzzle or mystery games that challenge their intellect. Suggested games: Myst, The Witness.

Sun in the 11th house may enjoy games that involve socialization and teamwork, such as online multiplayer games that allow them to connect with others and work towards a common goal. Suggested games: Dead by Daylight, Identity V.

Sun/Mercury/Mars in the 3rd house may like mobile games that are simple to play and that you can play it while waiting for your bus, for example. Suggest games: Candy Crush.

Aquarius/Uranus in the 11th may like games that are simply chaotic and really different. Suggest games: Untitled Goose Game, Cruelty Squad.

Venus/Mars/Saturn/Virgo/Aries in the 6th house, Saturn in the 5th house may enjoy games that involve self-improvement and personal growth, such as fitness or education-based games. Suggested games: RingFit Adventure, Brain Age.

Mars/Jupiter/Sagittarius in the 9th house may enjoy games that involve exploration and adventure, such as RPGs or action games that allow them to travel to new worlds and discover new things. Suggested games: The Legend of Zelda.

Mercury/Gemini/Virgo/Aquarius in the 7th house may enjoy games that involve communication and collaboration, such as multiplayer games or co-op campaigns that require teamwork and strategy. Suggested games: Overcooked.

Saturn in the 5th house may enjoy games that involve discipline and focus, such as puzzle or strategy games that require patience and attention to detail. Suggested games: Tetris, Legends of Runeterra.

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[james-kojirou]

James from Team Rocket is a truly complex character and very difficult to understand. At first glance, he appears confident and arrogant, but that's a role he plays as the "Team Rocket villain" and on stage, as explained in episodes DP 139: "A Faux Oak Finish" and DP 146: "Dressed for Jess Success!"

In private, outside his Team Rocket role, he is calm, rather shy, he is very anxious and follows his teammates' ideas even when he doesn't fully agree with their plans.

In the episode "A Hole Lotta Trouble," Brock and Ash tell James that he must learn to assert himself without his teammates.

James had a childhood in the high aristocracy, where he could have anything material he wanted, but his parents gave him no affection, demeaned him, and forced him to follow strict and severe discipline like in the Victorian era. They also forced him into an arranged engagement with Jessiebelle, allowing her to train him with whips. He kept a deep trauma from this period of his life.

He joined Team Rocket to rebel against the rules and proper conduct imposed on him in his childhood.

In an interview, the Japanese voice actors of Team Rocket: Megumi Hayashibara, Inuko Inuyama, and Miki Shinichiro, revealed that Jessie's goal in Team Rocket is to become rich or an important woman (which is why she dislikes Matori), Meowth also wishes to be important by taking the place of the boss's favorite Pokémon, replacing Persian. However, James's objective is solely to support and help his two friends achieve their goals and dreams, making them happy.

When James gains a little confidence in himself or engages in an activity he's passionate about and sure he can succeed, he becomes overly enthusiastic. However, he quickly falls into depression if he fails. An episode that shows this aspect of his personality is 'The Fortune Hunters' when James imagines himself as a powerful Moltres due to the description in a Pokemon horoscope book, which turns out to be false.

He is also willing to wholeheartedly encourage people he admires, like Jessie during her Kalos contests or 'The Royal Mask' (under the pseudonym Fire-Kojiro, reminiscent of when he felt strong and proud like a Moltres).

Yet, when he has to put himself in the spotlight outside of Team Rocket missions, he feels terribly uncomfortable and automatically convinces himself that he will lose or isn't capable (The Battlefield of Truth and Love!, Dressed for Jess Success, Party Dancecapades)."

Unlike Jessie, who thinks she's the best at everything, James has very low self-esteem and undervalues himself: believing for example others can take better care of his own Pokemon like Gardenia with Cacnea or Mareanie with her ex-boyfriend. He also thinks Jessie will be happier with Dr. White than with him in Team Rocket.

As demonstrated in episode 19 of "Pokémon Journeys" - A Talent for Imitation! Jessie is an excellent self-confidence coach, pushing her teammates and Pokémon to go beyond their limits and overcome their fears and apprehensions.

Jessie and Meowth are both invaluable support for James. Through their friendship and the trust they give him, he finally feels loved and respected for who he truly is. They are more than just friends; they are his family!

James may appear naive and childish, often being very emotional and crybaby. Despite this, he excels in a lot of various fields, such as being an excellent technician, a talented actor, a poet, and well-informed about Pokemon… He's also skilled in computer science and hacking. On rare occasions when he's involved in a Pokemon battle or contest, he performs remarkably well.

When he forgot his fear under the effect of adrenaline to protect his Mareanie, he even demonstrated incredible strength!

Even though he is part of Team Rocket, James doesn't have a truly evil nature. In reality, he is a compassionate Pokemon trainer, loving his Pokemon so much that their affection hurts him physically, yet he always lets them show their love to him in this way. 💖

#team rocket #pokemon #james team rocket #anipoke #james #コジロウ #kojiro #ロケット団 #james pokemon #pokemon anime #rocketshipping #rocketshipping jessie and james #jessie team rocket #jessie and james #team rocket trio #teamrocket #cute #pokemon james #description

[mrcowboydeanwinchester]

Logged on bc I was manic about something else but you've derailed me with thoughts of 25y/o Jo and 38y/o Dean

YUP !!! GLAD IT'S NOT JUST ME

i just think. you've got a jo who (to her perspective) seconds ago kissed dean and then died on her mom's shoulder. now, she's back and her mom is still dead and dean, the person she is closest to in this new world, is eight years older than he was last time he saw her. not quite old enough to be her dad, not young enough to be her brother or her lover... their whole dynamic is broken. he doesn't even wear a goddamn leather jacket anymore.

from dean's side of things, he's spent the last eight years feeling inescapably guilty for how jo sacrified himself for him and how the harvelles essentially died in vain. not only this, but he has since progressed hugely in how to treat women and has realised his treatment of jo was super demeaning. and he'd always thought he could never make it better but now he has a chance to and he's desparate to but it's so much harder than he imagined

and (just like with mary) it's looking into the eyes of a person you thought you knew so so well and realising you don't know them at all. jo saw dean as a flirty, rebellious hunter who she had a massive crush on, a guy epitomising the 'live on the road hunt for a living' narrative she was dreaming of achieving herself. now he's some 38 year old dude with a home he keeps meticulously clean and a whole family outside of her. dean saw jo as a younger, unskilled, attractive girl who had a huge crush on him and no stake in the hunting game. now she looks young but not in a fun way just in a sad way and has lost both parents to demons and sacrificed herself for the cause. this is without both of them addressing the fact they are very queer.

their conversations are insane. awkward, cathartic, and insane

#!!!!!!! AHHHHH VIBRATING OVER THIS CONCEPT #once again saying. DABB. ERA. JO #SHE WOULDVE BEEN SO FUN #dabb era jo and eileen........ #jo harvelle #jo & dean #ola answers

[general-cyno]

I finally got to thriller bark and of course I'm having many feelings about it, so long ramble ahead. what makes this kind of sacrifice have so much impact narrative-wise is precisely bc of which character does it and imo there was no better choice than zoro.

while his life was certainly in danger, zoro still joined luffy's crew in way less dire circumstances than most of the other straw hats and he's someone that luffy actively sought out to embark his journey with. zoro's dream of becoming of the world's greatest swordsman is one that matches luffy's own of becoming king of the pirates. this doesn't lessen the importance of the crew's dreams, but imo it's clear that there's a reason why zoro's the first to join. why luffy trusts him to take care of everyone and lead them when he's otherwise busy fighting the biggest bads, incapacitated or just not present for whatever reason and why zoro does exactly that. why, for example, he trusted zoro's judgment abt usopp coming back even though luffy was initially ready to accept him without even an apology needed.

another thing to note, which I don't think is a coincidence either, is that zoro's either been mistaken for the captain or has left ppl wondering why he isn't more than a few times already, throughout the manga. zoro's strong, a very independent guy, who already had quite the reputation before he decided to be part of luffy's crew. ppl still call him the pirate hunter. he's got a dream he's hellbent on achieving, and it's not only his, but also kuina's. he's not afraid of dying for it but it's not like he wants to, yknow? and he's never one to go down without a fight. zoro also admits during the davy back ordeal that there's no point to him being a pirate if he's not part of luffy's crew. all of these things make thriller bark so special.

this?

is zoro renouncing to his dream, his promise to kuina, to his own life - not in battle, and certainly not as a way to achieve the very dream he's forfeiting - and he's doing it to keep luffy safe. bc zoro's absolutely certain that luffy WILL become the pirate king and if zoro has to cast all that aside to make sure of it, he will. this is zoro taking all of luffy's pain as his own while protecting luffy's life and dream, putting them even above his. which, to an extent, also guarantees (from his pov, at least) the rest of the crew's safety. that's huge, so much that even kuma questions his decision.

and yeah he's protecting the crew, but it's very obvious that he's doing this for luffy. kuma points it out, as shown above, and he had already voiced out his intention to leave with luffy's head only, specifically. it's luffy's pain that zoro's willing to take on and die for.

also perhaps you'd think this seems a bit one-sided no? but if you ask me, zoro choosing to pretend nothing happened is proof that it isn't. sure, it's not like zoro's the type of character who'd boast or openly talk abt this kind of sacrifice, but this is what he said to luffy when he agreed to join him:

luffy adores his crew. he's willing to die for them, protecting and saving them always, and he takes their dreams very seriously. zoro has witnessed this from the very beginning, and also took it upon himself to remind luffy of how much they all relied on him back when usopp left the crew, so that luffy wouldn't doubt himself. imagine how luffy would've reacted or even felt knowing that zoro had done this. for him.

in hindsight, this panel from the beginning of the arc is a bit of a tragedy honestly. (still cute though!)

#zolu #tp #long post #going insane in several different ways. I already cried on twt so ofc I had to come here too #I can't think too much abt that panel of zoro tossing aside his swords (EVEN WADO!!) otherwise I'd lose it fr the brainrot is catastrophic #I was heavily spoiled abt this ages ago anyway but it still hit me like a fucking truck #I remember seeing all these posts recently wondering abt why zoro is even this devoted to luffy and like. #if anything; zoro's loyalty and devotion are a reflection of luffy's for him (and the crew) #I love them so MUCH #also just. to think luffy's always risking his everything for other ppl and this time it's zoro who keeps HIM safe. I feel crazy #jay reads op

[zorosjuicymelonsx]

Finding You

A/N: Welcome to Chapter 7 ya'll!

I was torn between two gifs to use for this chapter (its getting harder to pick) but like can we please take a moment to admire Zoro in this gif? I just imagine he doing this when Y/N catches him staring and he's like 'oh shit act casual' 🤭💚 I loved writing this chapter so much, I really got in my feels and hope you guys enjoy reading it. I'll be back in two weeks with the next chapter. I need some extra time to catch up with planning and writing the next chapters 🥺✨

Chapter Seven Previous Next

Hours had passed since Zoro sent himself to train in the Crows Nest. His body cocooned with sweat and his arms began to numb as he swung his heavyweight barbell over his head for the thousandth time. He knew it was overkill but he didn’t know what to do with himself. In his head; you were just you with no mental attachments but he couldn’t understand the yearning ache he felt around you in his heart. He had remembered only one memory that he would never admit he replayed in his head often in the hopes other memories would spur to end the vicious war his mind and heart were playing with each other. 

Eventually Zoro forced himself to drop the heavyweight barbell. As the weight hit and he brought himself to sit, he grabbed the towel he had nearby to wipe off the excess sweat. Satisfied with the moisture to dried skin ratio, he closed his eye to clear his mind and zoned in on his breathing. 

“Focus.” He mumbled to himself in the hopes it would help. 

In the thick of the silence and his ongoing mental confusion, he did not anticipate that his mind would take him back to recapping the entire day he’d spent with you, flickering through the outfits you’d tried on and your smile on constant display throughout despite how sour it ended with the dirtbag at the bar. You had shone brightly in the dimness that was his mind. 

He opened up his eye to look down at his hands, bringing his attention to the hand that bruised your wrist. The guilt he felt then returned and twinged his heart.

“For fucks sake.” He spoke irritatedly, clenching his fists for a few seconds. He gave up on meditation as a whole and laid himself back on the floor in defeat letting his mind go into the mental tangent he’d fought so desperately not to have since leaving you on the deck. 

The words he spoke earlier were still bothering him. He had no clue where it had come from, having no recollection of prethinking the words before they came out. He couldn’t fathom what was going through your head after hearing him say the words. Remembering the surprised look on your face, he was appreciative that you tried to change the topic to keep him calm. 

‘I called her my wife.’ He thought over it. It was the first time he spoke the words and solidified it into existence. 

Is it possible that somewhere deep down inside he felt more for you than he could mentally wrap around his mind?

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Somewhere in the vast sea of the New World, a large dark ship hidden away sailed miles behind the Thousand Sunny undetected. The very capitain of the ship Enver who had invaded the Straw Hats sat in his captains quarters going over every plan he could think of to get closer to you and achieve his goal without compromising his plans or crew.

“We failed to capture her. I can’t seem to comprehend how we keep missing her at every chance.” Enver spat, his teeth gritted as he scrunched an old map he had in his hand out of anger. He hadn’t anticipated you would actually find the Pirate Hunter, the last few years he had spent tailing you and waiting for the right moment to make his move and reintroduce himself. 

“What do you want to do about Roronoa?” Enver’s first mate Jacob stood beside watching the demise on his captain's face. 

“I’ll admit that we underestimated just how strong the Straw Hats are. We need to lure her away from them to have a chance. Especially him. I don’t like how strong he’s become since the last time I met him.” Enver stood from his chair, moving away to glare out of the window in his quarters with his arms folded. 

“Would he regain any memory of her?” Jacob questioned. Enver sighed out frustrated at the small possibility but shook his head to disagree. 

“He has no memory of her whatsoever. I made sure to remove every trace of her from his mind during our fight in Shimotsuki.” Enver affirmed to himself. 

“It would’ve been easier to wipe hers completely rather than his.” Jacob mumbled out. This set off Enver. He turned and with a few quick strides grabbed Jacob by his shirt and slammed him against the wall nearest to them. 

“I’ve already explained this to you a hundred times: Roronoa was blocking my way when I had planned to wipe her memory after their wedding. I had to get rid of him to even stand a chance to get closer to her. Even then, she left to look for him.” Enver angrily spat out before releasing Jacob. He regained his composure knowing how easily riled up his captain can get. No matter how angry Enver became and took it out on him, Jacob owed Enver his life for saving him when he was poor and pathetic back home. He brought him back to life and purpose. He would do anything to ensure his captain's goals are met. 

“It won’t be easy but I can’t take much more of this. I need her.” Enver mumbled out, turning to look back through the window and live in his head of fantasies of everything he wanted to do to you.  ————————————- ⚔️✨ ————————————

The next week you could say was…weird. You noticed Zoro seemed a bit more observant with you. Whenever you were at the table in the galley with everyone for food or if you were training on deck, you could feel Zoro’s gaze on you. You’d be lying if you say you didn’t love the attention you were getting from him but at the same time you didn’t want to give yourself false hope that maybe he could feel the same way you do. You couldn’t explain the hug or the way he referred you as his wife in the bar. He had been sporadic in the past and when you did question him then he just gave a ‘felt like it’ reason. 

For that, you chose not to overthink it but you’d already spent an embarrassing amount of time questioning Zoro’s intentions despite drawing no conclusions from them. 

You were officially put on your first night watch. You’d arranged for pillows and blankets to be comfortably placed in the Crows Nest, courtesy of Sanji and Robin for helping you set it all up. Sanji had also made you an assortment of your favourite snacks with plenty of beverages to keep you full and satiated throughout the night. 

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay by yourself up here Y/N-chan?” Sanji asked with a hint of worry in his voice. 

“Of course Sanji, don’t worry.” You said assuringly as you patted his shoulder to comfort the cook. You would have considered it a sweet moment between the both of you but seeing Sanji lift up his blazer to sniff where you patted him definitely changed that for you. 

You waved bye to Robin and Sanji, settling into your warm furnishing whilst picking up a book you had ready to read. You were not used to the silence that settled in around you, finding comfort in having background noise but you were also appreciative of it from time to time. As you opened the book to begin reading the adventure book Robin had recommended to you, the sound of the hatch could be heard opening. On instinct, you frowned as you immediately dropped the book and reached for your sword only to see a head of green pop through. 

On realisation it was Zoro, you breathed a sigh of relief before you released your grip from the sword with a smile now etched on your face. Zoro had closed the hatch behind him, walking a few steps forward to stand in front of you whilst awkwardly observing your setup. 

“You look cosy.” Zoro mumbled.  

“Well well well, what brings you here Zoro? Surprised you found your way here.” You teased, smiling at him whilst he offered an eye roll. 

“The stupid cook kept whining about you being up here all alone and I couldn’t sleep so..” Zoro slurred the last few words out. Knowing the swordsman's sleeping habits made it hard to believe but you gave him the benefit of the doubt. 

Zoro won’t admit that he’s gotten used to sleeping next to you. He didn’t want to migrate back with the others, having gotten used to the sounds of your gentle breathing as opposed to the loud snores Luffy breathed out on a nightly basis. 

“Would you like to join me?” You offered as you lovingly patted the space next to you. Zoro looked at how comfortable you were under the blankets, nodding before untying his swords to place them next to yours and crawling to sit next to you. He sighed a breath of relief before digging in his sash and pulling out a bottle of sake. 

“Of course.” You mumbled out giggling before going to pick up your book and attempt to start reading it. 

A minute of silence passed and you’d expected to hear the sound of gulping but heard nothing. You looked up from the page to see Zoro staring at you intently, the unopened bottle still grasped firmly in his hand. 

“Does it bother you?” Zoro asked. 

“Does what bother me?” You asked, feeling confused by the nature of his question. 

“My drinking habits.” You let out a small ‘ah’ in understanding. You shook your head to disagree.

“Not at all, you’ve always been like this since the start. Wouldn’t change a thing. I’m sorry if I made you feel anyway.” You said with guilt laced in your voice. Zoro grunted before opening the bottle of sake and taking a few chugs from it. You returned to your book and you both sat in comfortable silence for some time. You managed to get through the first chapter of your book before bookmarking it and picking up your beverage to take a sip. With your thirst quenched, you put your drink back and turned to see Zoro’s eye closed and his breathing evened out. You knew he wasn’t sleeping and you decided to ask him the one question that's been nagging you since you arrived on the Sunny. 

“Can I ask what happened to your chest?” 

Zoro opened his eye to see you looking at him, your eyes beaming with curiosity. He forgot that you didn’t know what happened to him. 

“Challenged Mihawk.” He said in two simple words. Your eyes widened and you soon changed your seating position to now face him entirely, your smile widening. 

“You found him?!” You asked excitedly, taking your drink back in your hands to centre your excitement. 

“Y-yeah, how did you know? Did Robin tell you or?” He asked, confused. He hadn’t expected your reaction to be this animated. You laughed before taking another sip of your drink. 

“I mean we are married, duh of course I would know. You were always so excited to tell me how you would find him and challenge him to take his title. Plus, you promised Kuina afterall to be the world's greatest swordsman.” The mention of Kuina made Zoro’s eye widen with surprise. 

“Kuina?” 

You nodded before crossing your legs to sit more comfortably. 

“I was devastated when she passed away, everyone was. She was amazing and an example of how being a woman shouldn’t stop you from achieving your dreams. Heck, she’s even given me a lecture to grow a backbone.” You smiled, your voice was filled with both humour and sadness that she was taken away so early. 

You sighed, looking away from Zoro and down at your lap. You sighed before clearing your throat. 

“I wasn’t supposed to but after the funeral, I was walking through the dojo to get my bag when I heard your voice coming from the room you were in with Koshirou. Seeing you like that…I remember how sad it made me. You could tell you took it the hardest out of everyone and when I heard you say you wanted Kuina’s sword, I felt somewhat relieved it would be in good hands. I’m glad you’re treating Wado well. She would be proud of you.” You shyly confessed. You hadn’t told him this even before he lost his memory. 

Pain seared back into his head, Zoro closed his eye grunting as he captured his head with his palm leaning forward. He knew what this was and didn’t fight it. He welcomed the memory into his head despite the infuriating ache that came with it. 

‘The memory took place from a different perspective; he was himself as he was currently and stood somewhere as if he was in observation.

“Honey, what's that you’re holding behind you?” 

Hearing your voice, Zoro turned in the direction of where it was coming from to see you. 

You giggled as you approached Zoro who stood by a tree. He assumed it was the forest back home as he watched a younger version of himself walk to you with something wrapped behind his hands. He saw himself now stood in front of you and leaned to give you a quick peck before bringing the gift from behind him to offer it to you. 

He saw you beam while you perked an eyebrow before accepting his gift. You unwrapped it and saw a sword. He recognised the sword to be the same that you carry with you now. He saw you gasp and display the biggest grin on your face. 

“Please accept this. I wanted you to carry something from me to remind you that I’ll always be by your side.” He saw the smile bright on his face. He made a note that you both look younger, assuming this is a much older memory. 

“I love it, thank you.” You blushed before tiptoeing to kiss him. He felt himself blush seeing how he watched himself grab you to pull you in closer to deepen the kiss.’

…..

“Zoro???” 

He was shook out of the memory, the pain dulled down as he opened his eye to see the worry in your eyes. His eye wandered to the sword that you had propped next to you. It was in pristine condition and felt his heart swell with pride. He wasn’t ready to leave the memory, he wanted to see more. 

“Are you okay? What was that?” You questioned him, panic laced in your voice. 

“n-Nothing, I think it's for the sake. I drank it a bit too quickly.” He mumbled out. You felt some relief hearing this despite the fact you’d spent the last minute trying to call out for him. You only realised then it wasn’t the first time he’d shown this kind of pain and made you question whether you should disclose this to Chopper or not. 

“I hope you’re not mad about me listening to the conversation you had about Kuina’s sword. I’m sorry, I know it's not easy to talk about. I just held onto that for years and felt now was the right time to talk about it.” You rambled guiltily as you fidgeted with your drink in your hand. 

Being brought back to reality, Zoro hadn’t expected anyone to know about his breakdown with Koshirou. Being a child and losing someone who you looked up to would affect anyone. He didn’t know what to say or do other than grunt in acknowledgement, turning to look at Wado. The sword will always keep him grounded, reminding him of his shared dream with her. 

“It's fine, we were kids. You didn’t know better.” You looked at him before nodding to yourself. You then saw the sake bottle was still in his hand and you reached over to take it away from him. 

“Maybe lay off this for a bit.” You said before laughing and tucking the bottle behind you. For once, Zoro didn’t argue and willingly accepted letting you take it. 

Silence filled the room again as you leaned back and returned to your book. Unknowing to you, Zoro used the silence to process the memory as he looked across the room. He never remembered ever seeming so…happy. The way he smiled at you in the memory, there was so much life in it. The way you looked at him with so much care and content. Seeing the both of you together somehow began to make more sense to him. He recalled over the last few weeks how easy it was for him to just converse or sit in comfort with you. Your kindness, your will, your selflessness. It didn’t go unnoticed by him. 

Zoro turned to look at you to observe you, seeing your eyes sparkle as they glided across the page along with the words. His eye trailed down from the gentle slope of your nose to the suppleness of your lips as they slightly pouted out in concentration. He then took in your face as a whole and the way your hair sat to bring your whole beauty in together. He fought back a blush, allowing the tips of his ears to reddin. He’d previously acknowledged your looks but seeing you as you are now… 

‘You’re beautiful Y/N’ 

“Everything okay?” 

He didn’t notice you were staring at him puzzled. The swordsman feeling embarrassed he’d been caught staring harder than he anticipated nodded before looking away to stare at the wall. 

“How did you get your devil fruit powers?” Zoro asked, hoping to change the subject now looking down to his lap as he pinched at his haori. 

“You finally want to admit it's cool?” You joked. Zoro looked back up at you, smiling as he scoffed at your ridiculousness  before shaking his head at you. You hummed in acknowledgement of his question, taking your time to collect your thoughts before you told the story for the first time out loud. 

“I stole the fruit.” You admitted your second confession of the night. 

Now this made Zoro laugh out loud. 

“Now that I wasn’t expecting to ever hear from you.” He said as he stared at the growing redness of what seemed to be a mixture of embarrassment and shame. 

You’d never told anyone how you obtained your fruit, choosing to keep it to yourself in case the very people you robbed decided to go on a widespread manhunt for you. 

“What? You don’t think I’m capable of doing bad things?” You defended, knowing you didn’t look the type to steal. In all honesty, you wanted to live a life as honestly as possible. Unfortunately, the last few years had opened your eyes to accept that sometimes you had to be dishonest to survive. 

“Alright, I'm invested now; why’d ya steal it?” Zoro continued encouraging you. 

You placed your drink down, wiping your hand from the moisture that collected from it on the comforter. You leaned to lay back down, your head sinking into the pillow before sighing out and looking at the ceiling. 

“After you disappeared and I made the decision to travel out and find you, the biggest con was the travel was taking too much time. Not a lot of ships as you know come to the village and finding my way around islands became a chore. A few months into my journey, I was in a bar resting and planning the next place to go to look for you when I overheard a couple guys on my right bragging about a devil fruit they stole from a group of pirates. They spoke about the fruit and how it was rumoured to give the user the ability to travel through holes to go to different places at your will or by chance. I was intrigued and desperate.

I made the choice to take a risk and steal it for myself. I followed them to where they were staying and thankfully they were so drunk and passed out once they got to their own ship. I snuck onboard and looked around for it. It was really hard to see since it was dark but I eventually managed to find a box that stuck out like a sore thumb and when I opened it; I saw the fruit. 

I knew that there was no guarantee it was the right fruit and I would lose my ability to swim but if it meant I got this advantage then so be it. I ate the fruit, bare in mind it was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever eaten in my life.” 

This made Zoro laugh again. You smiled before continuing. 

“I ate every last bit of that fruit. I managed to leave the ship without being detected and decided to flee the island itself just in case anyone else may have seen me sneaking on the ship to begin with. I chose to travel to a quieter island, one where there weren't a lot of people and where I could have some privacy to practise using the fruit. The fear of just being on the boat knowing one wrong move and I’d drown is scary as hell. I wasn’t ready to die just yet. 

I spent a LOT of time practising how to use my new abilities. It was a huge challenge and it took me about a year to summon just my first hole. The first island I travelled with my new abilities I unfortunately ended up being on an island with cannibals. They really tested my stamina. I was forced to use my ability again to travel back and because of that I found out the consequence of using the holes more than once in a day. I ended up spending three days barely conscious and recuperating completely alone. I don’t even want to get into the time I landed on Marijouse Island and was almost sold into slavery.” 

“I hate that place, some guy didn’t want to admit he wanted directions and had the audacity to point a gun at me.” Zoro mumbled out bitterly. 

“I mean look where I am now. It was worth it.” You said brightly to lighten the mood. 

“Did you have doubts you’d never find me?” Zoro questioned. 

“I did at one point. It was about two years into travelling when I had second thoughts. I was exhausted. I was running low on money, my father refused to help me. Lily had started her life with her new husband and children and I couldn’t bare the thought of burdening her. 

I didn’t give up because I knew that I would spend the rest of my life thinking about how much I would regret not getting any closure from you. I couldn’t bear the thought of starting another life with someone else. I couldn’t get over you and I don’t think I could love anyone as much as I love you. I respect you for having your ambitions and I had planned to stay by your side as you worked towards becoming the world's greatest swordsman. If I had to sacrifice myself to make sure you continue and achieve that, I would do it in a heartbeat.”

Zoro was stunned in silence as he stared at you. 

“Well that was a lot, haha.” You breathed out feeling somewhat lighter. 

“i-I don’t know what to say other than I’m sorry.” Zoro mumbled.

“Why are you sorry?” 

Zoro was silent, gathering his thoughts together before answering. 

“Don’t you feel you wasted the last few years just because of me?” Zoro looked at you intently. You looked back harder, your mouth thinning at his question. 

‘Was he trying to make you feel that you wasted your time over him?’ You thought to yourself.

“Zoro, I want you to listen and listen well. If I had to go through all of it again, I would do it. I don’t regret anything I did if it meant I could be here now.” You grinned. 

Zoro's heart became erratic. 

‘There it was again, his heartbeat.’

Ba dum, ba dum, ba dum. 

‘Why?’

Ba dum, ba dum, ba dum.

The longer you both held each other's gaze, the faster his heartbeat became.

Zoro concluded that his heart reacted because of you. 

Ba dum, ba dum, ba dum.

The ache he felt to be close to you and protect you till his last breath. He felt the gentle rising and falling of your steady breath as you both sat so close to each other. 

Ba dum, ba dum, ba dum. 

How your eyes were so gentle and full of hope. 

Ba dum, ba dum, ba dum. 

How your skin was so soft whenever you’d held his hand. 

‘Is this what love feels like? Is this it?’

And it was.

At that moment, Roronoa Zoro had accepted that he was in love with you. Despite struggling to mentally understand his feelings, he decided that his heart had won the war.

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A/N: God I am a sap for romance, writing the last line made my heart go BA DUM BA DUM BA DUM 😭❤️

#one piece fanfiction #one piece #memory loss #romance #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro #slow burn

[deathbxnny]

Hello ! I'm the anon that requested the smooth voice, that was fantastic, thank you. I have another request idea ! In fact I have a lot of them Imagine having a total girlboss s/o with the Stellaron Hunters plus Himeko as a bonus (I love her).

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A/N: I love this idea, thank you for the request!<33

Content: Reader just girlbossing, established relationship, kinda unserious, mentions of battle/fights, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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》Silver Wolf

She's honestly so impressed with how effortlessly strong and badass you always are. She wonders how you do it, but is content with just watching you girlboss your way through life next to her.

Hell, you're even a beast at video games! She doesn't even care, if she loses everytime either. She just watches you in awe and asks you to go again, just to lose once more.

She always has you close to her, whilst she's working. She likes to see you in battle and feels warm, whenever you protect her. She may never admit it out loud either, but she's proud of having you as her s/o, that's for sure.

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》Kafka

You two are honestly such a power duo. She's the mastermind and you gladly do the dirty work with ease. There is really nothing that could stop you and Kafka loves it. She always praises you for your strength too.

She always proudly shows you off to everyone and rarely ever takes her adoring eyes off of you. The way you carry yourself with pride and confidence doesn't help her own ego, as she feels lucky to have you.

Watching you fight and destroy your enemies with ease, is her biggest form of entertainment. You love protecting her, so she'll just happily stand on the side lines and cheer you on. You're just perfect to her.

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》Blade

Blade didn't take you that seriously at first, until he saw you fight for the first time. That's when he saw you as a greatly appreciated challenge. You two spend time together through training and sparring eachother. He honestly fell in love with you deeper and deeper every time you beat him.

It's honestly a constant battle on who beats more enemies out on the battlefield and it honestly becomes quite brutal at times. Not that he cares, especially when he gets to see you effortlessly plowing through your enemies with ease.

He would never admit how impressed and proud he is of having you. But he shows it by keeping you close and still attempting to protect you, even if you obviously don't need it.

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》Himeko

Himeko is honestly a little worried about your girlbossing shenanigans at first and often asks you to take breaks with her. She isn't the one to really go out for battle, so she only hears of your prowess on the battlefield from reports and always praises you for your achievements, when you come back to her.

She however scolds you sometimes for being too reckless, even if she knows that you are virtually untouchable. She's impressed by your strength, but is also worried that you might get hurt, so having you close to her often helps with that fear of hers.

She's flattered, whenever you protect her on missions. It makes her praise you and dote on you even more, which shows how proud she is of having you.

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A/N: I hope this was alright and thank you again for the request! I'm also sorry for the wait!<33

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[yanderenightmare]

PET

Gojo Satoru x darling

SYNOPSIS: How Gojo subjugates his darling to pet play

TW: yandere, degradation, humiliation, forceful pet play, mental deterioration, mental abuse, hints of kidnapping and dubcon/noncon

The feeling of utter inferiority demolished you a long while ago. All that was left was just questions of what more he wanted from you - or rather, what he’d at all wanted with you from the beginning.

Thinking back, you remember fighting - like some newly caught wild animal who hadn’t yet learned her place - before he had you completely flattened beneath his thumb, housebroken.

The worst part is that it hadn’t even taken him too long to achieve it, so you couldn’t really understand what fun he had in doing it in the first place. You can’t imagine it’s at all too stimulating chasing and taming something that’s already so unimaginably lower than you on the food chain.

But then it hit you. Perhaps Gojo wasn’t a hunter at all. Perhaps in choosing you - someone who hadn’t ever tried to be much of anything other than simply alive - he was rather in search of someone to be a caretaker of, not someone to conquer.

You realize now that you were flattering yourself before - thinking you were something that needed to be conquered first before being owned - when in his reality, you weren't ever something advanced enough for freedom, to begin with.

An owner of a sweet pet, not a warden of a dangerous prisoner.

Yeah. A pet is more like it. He’d show you the dignity of being more cautious with you if he thought of you as something more. But he makes it rather clear what he thinks of you. Training you to take commands with treats as though that’s the only way you’ll understand, as though you’re too stupid to respond to threats if he were to make them - which he never does - only giving you mellow punishments when you act out, like a timeout in fuzzy chains or a mild talking-to where he’ll hold your face within his long slender fingers while asking you if whether you won’t be his sweet girl and play nicely.

You're not sure whether he enjoys eye contact or if he just enjoys watching you lose yourself - watch you expel all thought of fighting back with a heavy burdened sigh - but he's always urging you to look up at him. Gazing down at you with those worldly blue eyes that seem to hold everything between heaven and hell within them. 

You know you’re more or less the same age, but you're convinced his eyes are the eyes of someone much older than you. Eyes that just see so much more than yours can. So much you couldn't ever hope to fathom, even if you could see it. So much you fear your mind would break if he so much as showed you but a fraction of it.

You fear he'll offer to give you a glance someday, all for the pleasure of watching you bate your breath in terror of your psyche splitting. You wouldn't dare accept, only hope you could refuse it if he did, but - though you can't claim you know what he's thinking - if you were to take a somewhat educated guess based on prior experiences, you'd say he wouldn't bless you with an option.

You're not sure Gojo understands right and wrong the same way you do. Or... you're sure he understands it, but you're unsure whether he agrees with the construct or not. Either way, you think he's cruel for never taking your way of thinking into account - despite knowing that his way of thinking is most likely way superior to yours. You wish he'd have mercy enough to degrade himself to your point of view since he’s gone and taken it upon himself to make every little decision for you.

He makes you feel so naked - so small in a world so big - and does it all by giving you a simple little look. But you know his eyes can level cities, so it isn’t really that strange that they level you with such tranquil ease.

You still don't understand what he sees in you - and that makes you so very nervous. You're convinced it can't be much, but at the same time, you wouldn't think he'd bother with you if there weren't something.

It leaves your mind in a scramble, mulling it over for such long periods of the day when you’re left with nothing else to ponder - begging that same question hour after hour - you wish you'd just go ask him already, but you're sure he'd never give you an answer. Or if he did, you're sure it would be a cryptic one you wouldn't be able to understand anyway. 

Your hopelessness amuses him - at least you think so - that he likes it when you look to him for answers. And the part of you that still holds ‘respect for yourself’ in higher regard than your utter feeling of inferiority towards him doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of coming crawling like a beggar to a deity, in blind devoted hope for answers which you’re so certain he won’t give you no matter how sweetly you pray for them.

If you were an egoist, perhaps you'd believe he keeps his eyes so transfixed on you because you're the one thing he can't understand. Or that you perhaps have some twisted type of dangerous cursed energy buried within you that he has to guard like you're some beast that's about to unleash and wreak all types of chaos, he fears he can't control once it breaks free.

But you fear the real reason is much much much more mundane. 

More likely... you're probably the easiest person to read, even without six eyes to his aid. You're just that simple and that harmless. One glance, and he has you completely figured out without even a hint of a headache in exchange for the effort.

At least, that's what you’re left thinking. That he keeps you in the same way humans keep domesticated pets. That it’s as simple as he finds you cute and that he doesn't really care about what goes on within your brittle little mind because your mind simply isn't advanced enough to think about anything the least bit important.

And that you should feel lucky you get to be eating out of his hand when you could just as easily be cursed by it.

tip-jar: Kofi

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[batterygarden]

denji x fem!sex fiend!reader | 18+ MDNI

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cw: explicit, cream pie, blood drinking, overstim for denji, i gave sex fiend reader a rlly long orgasm, 1.8k words

a/n: this goes out to my lovely ydt anon who inspired this also thank u @detritvss for remaining the number 1 beta to my alpha 🐺. Also if the headers blurry pretend it’s not I love the glitter!!!!!

3:00 AM

Through his peripheral, Denji watches the numbers on his alarm clock blur into new ones, refusing to focus his eyes and witness the passing of another minute spent awake. He doesn’t want to know what time it is, because the later it gets, the less he’ll be able to sleep, and the less sleep he can manage, the harder tomorrow’s work day will be.

Although he’s starting to give up on the prospect of sleeping at all. It’s too hot. Everything’s stuffy—Denji has no idea how you manage to stay so peacefully unconscious atop him. The heater is on high (as per your demand after walking home in the snow earlier), a heavy quilt is around you both (which, even asleep, you refuse to allow Denji to lower), and your warm body is clinging to him—cheek over his heart, skin stuck to skin and your arms latched around his torso with a strength that should be impossible for a sleeping person. 

Of course… technically you’re no more a person than Denji is. 

The Sex Fiend. 

People tend to imagine a creature scarier than you when they picture it. But you’re sweet for a devil—that’s what everyone who knows you says. You’ll cooperate—and you’re not especially malicious. All you need is a good fuck when you’re in the mood and you’ll do what you’re told with a smile on your face! It’s never been an issue with your near irresistible charms, and you’ve been lucky enough to be placed under the care of a really cool devil hunter. He always meets your needs—even going so far as to share his bed!

But tonight you won’t let him move even an inch to get comfier in said bed, and Denji is on the verge of becoming grumpy over it. He’s about to lose it when, at three in the morning, you introduce the cherry on top of your efforts to prevent Denji from achieving a rem cycle—you start grinding on him.

He’s not even certain that’s what’s really happening—the first time your hips dig into his side, he assumes you’re simply stretching. But then you dig into him again, more firmly  and accompanied by a soft pant—and Denji’s sure of it.

Ugh. He rolls his eyes in the darkness. He should have known this would happen—clearly he was doomed to a tired day tomorrow no matter what. He feels his cock start to harden when you buck again, his bitterness starting to wash away with lust—too easily, he thinks, all it took was a couple lazy thrusts of your hips. 

Of course, you’re sure to wake any moment now—you’re insatiable once you get horny, there’s no calming you till you reach your high, Denji would know. He’s reminded of the time you needed to be fucked mid-train ride to Kyoto—that time he actually had been sleeping. You’d simply shaken him awake to satiate your needs then; he figures that’s the silver lining of staying up tonight—at least you wouldn’t be waking him. He’ll take a win where he can get one with you.

‘That little sex fiend, have you met her?’

‘An odd case for a devil—she’s a great listener and cute as a button!’

‘Must be the easiest fiend to work with that the agency’s ever captured—she’s the only one that’s no trouble!’ 

Denji frowns at his own memories, at people’s false perceptions. Sure, Denji knows you’re cute—he’d be an idiot to miss it, but compliancy is not on your long list of virtues. You’re a pain in Denji’s neck on a good day—only asking to fuck at the worst, most inconvenient times, knowing Denji would never say no. You take full advantage of his generous nature (and easy horniness), and he’s aware of it but can’t even blame you. Your pussy always feels too good to decline.

It’s with that in mind that Denji shakes your shoulder aggressively—unsympathetic to your interrupted sleep when you wake with a gasp, eyes widening immediately. Your hand is quick to wrap around his wrist with bruising pressure as you whine, instantly pushed into sleepy, lust induced hysterics. 

“Denji! I just—” your breath catches in your throat while your hips resume motion on their own accord, “I just had such a good dream.”

You raise your head to look at him then, and when Denji meets your eyes in the dim light you look hungry. He swallows. 

“Oh yeah?”

You nod vigorously, eventually dropping your head back to his chest instead of holding eye  contact while you grind some more—slow and deep this time. Your fingers are pressing into his flesh wherever they can reach, like you’re trying to sink into his skin—suddenly you need to be closer.

“It was about you,” you don’t mince your words. “Fuck me, Denji.” 

He huffs before nodding, dropping an obedient kay, before rolling you onto your back to hover over you. He chuckles when you try and wrap your legs around him before he’s even all the way on top of you—he’d make fun of you for your desperation if it didn’t turn him on so much. 

A hand is quick to slide under your nightgown then, his fingers hot over your naked hip as they trail towards your center. Your breathing somehow turns even more erratic when he traces the seam of your cunt, then your arms are folding behind his head and yanking him lower to meet his lips. Denji hums against your mouth when he feels how utterly drenched you are. He has a passing thought about how you likely marked up his boxers with your slick before you distract him with a bite, sinking sharp teeth into his lip and savoring the taste of his blood pouring into your mouth.

He pulls away with a victimized expression but you follow him, not even allowing the chance to speak before you’re licking the last red drops from his healing lip and grinding against his fingers.

Denji’s quick to forgive your sharp teeth when you reach between you to palm his hard cock, feeling its thick shape through the fabric of his boxers. You can’t help but whine from the weight of him in your hand—he’s yours, you think, this belongs to me. 

And you tell him—whining, “Denji, I need your cock now, let me use it now please!”  Your eyes frenzied when you murmur “You know I love your cock, right, Denji? Need it inside now!” 

You’re unashamed—letting your desperation leak into your voice as you grip him firmly and use your other arm to try and push his back lower.

Denji knows how possessive you get over him—the way you feel about his body is something you’re not shy in confessing, but it still heats his face up every time you say it. He complies, partially because he knows you’ll get frustrated if he doesn’t and partially because his need is right there with you—he’s growing desperate, too.

So he slides his fingers from your clit that he’s been circling, instead using them to rip down his  boxers and line himself up with your entrance. You cry and buck towards him, anything to get closer and feel the friction that you crave—that you thrive off, but you’re really just making it harder for him to slide himself lower in the dark.

“Quit movin’,” 

He steadies your hip with his hand briefly before finally sinking down to your opening. Fingering you first crosses his mind but he quickly decides not to bother; he knows you won’t have the patience and he reasons you should be wet enough with how long you've apparently been aching for him. He starts to slide in slowly at first—it’s rare that he doesn’t prep you like this—but then you’re tightening your legs and arms around him, using all your strength to pull him in despite the initial stretch. 

Denji groans—the tight warm feeling of you around him is something he can never get used to no matter how often he gets to feel it. You suck him in deep till it’s hard to move—but you start moving for him, unable to take a moment of stillness, rocking up into him frantically and biting his shoulder. 

It feels insane. The pinch your teeth leave in his skin doesn’t even register next to the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around him, pulling him in again and again. Denji doesn’t even scold you for it like usual—he’s doing everything he can not to cum too early—saving himself from the overstimulation you would surely bring if you couldn't reach your high before him. He has to grit his teeth and focus on holding it back as he begins a steady pace drilling into you. 

This feels like relief. You were beginning to fear you’d go crazy if Denji didn’t do something quick—you could cry with how good it feels to finally be taken care of. You half-bounce yourself up to meet his thrusts, eyes rolling back with how deep you feel him, nail digging into the skin of his back enough to draw blood as he literally rearranges your guts—it’s just what you needed. It takes almost no time for your toes to start curling, for your pants and moans to grow more high pitched, for his cock to get overwhelming in the best way. 

“Denji, Denji, Denji…” you repeat, too lost in these sensations to monitor your voice or how loud it’s becoming—only focused on chasing your approaching high.

Denji shushes you half-heartedly—you feel too good for him to really care about your volume. The convenience of your neighbors is the last thing on Denji’s mind as you begin to clamp down on him, letting him feel the first waves of your orgasm. He can’t hold on any longer as you grip his arms and bite his neck, your pussy squeezing him in rapid waves that leave his brain staticky and blank. He can’t even find his voice to warn you that he’s cumming too, you only know when you feel him paint your insides. You aren’t even finished by the time he’s emptied, still grinding against him while you twitch on his cock, leaving him gasping and overstimulated. 

“H-hey,” he tries telling you, “S’too much baby–” Your ears might as well be full of cotton though, you simply wrap your legs tighter and bite a new spot on his neck, leaving him thoroughly marked and bruised. Denji throws his head back and whimpers till the last waves of orgasm finish washing over you and you finally stop milking his cock for all he has—leaving both of you drained and lifeless. Denji promptly collapses on top of you. You roll so you’re on his chest again, still connected.  

“Thank you, Denji” you whisper, planting a light kiss between his collar bones, your voice turned all sweet and reserved like it is around everyone else.

He huffs, wrapping his arms tight around your back and letting his eyelids droop.

Then you gasp, and Denji’s eyes shoot open again while he lifts his head, “What?!” 

“Did you see the time? It’ll be 4 soon—we should get some sleep!”

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