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inoreuct · 28 days

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undercover op with sanji in a dress?? i think judge would be pissed asf if he picked a backless one and decided to own that metal spine bcs he’s a badass 😏😏 (unless cyborgs are discriminated against. are they? are they common in this au?? or are sanji and his sibs the only ones?? I’M SO INVESTED PLS 🤲🏻)

ooooh anon anon anon,,, YOU READ MY MIND WITH THE BACKLESS DRESS also cyborgs are pretty uncommon but they aren’t really discriminated against— more seen as things to be put on pedestals and not people, though. some see them as feelingless machines, and sanji’s siblings definitely aren’t helping that rep :((

there are other cyborgs but the vinsmokes are the most well-known, and their power + skills and apathy (save sanji) have people kissing the ground they walk on with a mix of fear and reverence. sanji just wants to be a Normal Guy, though, and zoro treats him like one, and it both pisses sanji off and makes him immeasurably happy. make of that what you will 🤭

“Found him.” Zoro frowns at his monitor, double-clicking with his mouse to zoom in. “Grey jacket, next to the beer taps.”

“Yeah, I see him.”

He tracks Sanji over the security camera, watching the blond slink through a crowd that parts for him effortlessly without even seeming to realise. Zoro can’t blame them, seeing as he looks good enough to stop traffic. “Remember, he doesn’t know what’s—”

“Going on, I know, I know,” Sanji mutters under his breath, weaving around a woman who gawks with her mouth slightly open as he flashes her a soft smirk and a wink. “Keep him unaware and get the drive. I could do this in my sleep.”

“I know,” Zoro echoes, even as he holds back a scoff and an eye roll. He’s in a bad mood and he knows exactly why.

He’s scrunched up in his chair in sweatpants and a ratty tank top, a half-drunk can of beer steadily forming a puddle on the desk next to his keyboard as he watches Sanji sidle up to the bar and order a drink. Their target sneaks a look to the side before ducking his head and taking a gulp from his own glass.

The man’s a small-time photographer who looks clean-cut but understated— Insignificant. He’d been chosen precisely because of that fact; GERMA66 had deemed him acceptable as an oblivious carrier of a thumbdrive that supposedly contains plans for whatever the hell Judge is up to next.

Their job is to intercept it before it gets to Charlotte Linlin, or anybody she’s affiliated with.

The bartender returns with Sanji’s drink and he takes it with an elegant incline of his head. “Old fashioned?” he asks, gesturing to their target’s glass, and there’s a pause before the poor man looks around quickly.

“A-Are you—?” he starts, pointing to himself.

Sanji laughs, silky and soft. Zoro takes a controlled breath. “Who else?” He raises his own glass to his lips, and Zoro knows what’s in it. A rum and orange cocktail with Kahlúa and cacao nibs in the egg white foam on top. “That is an old fashioned, isn’t it? Yeah.” The blond’s lips curl up behind the crystal rim, a bold red and sharp at the edges. “You seem the type.”

“You seem the type,” Zoro mocks silently, scowling at the screen. He doesn’t even try not to scoff this time; his chair complains with a loud creak when he throws his weight back, sullenly crossing his arms over his chest.

Look. He’s not sulking, alright? It’s just— difficult. Sanji twists sideways, leaning one elbow on the bar, and the back of his dress dips low enough for his entire spine to glimmer silver-wet in the dim lights. Where was he?

Right, difficult. Sanji’s over there buttering up a literal nobody, and Zoro has to sit here, in his apartment, in this shitty rolling chair with no back support where he’s close enough to go in if Sanji needs backup. He listens to his partner flirt over the comms and grits his teeth as he tries to consciously keep his fists unclenched.

He’s not jealous. It’s just that he’d gotten used to the idea of there not being anyone else, he supposes. Neither of them have any time for romance outside of their jobs, and at some point being together had just become routine; and Sanji’s a flirt, sure, but at the end of the day it’s always Zoro that he ends up with. They have toothbrushes at each other’s places. Sanji has weights by his shoe rack and Zoro has a block of chef’s knives tucked into the corner of his kitchen counter.

Sanji’s laughter grabs his attention, and Zoro realises that at some point he’d lost the thread of the conversation. The blond pinches the collar of their target’s grey windbreaker between his thumb and forefinger, running down the length of it, and their eyes meet through the camera as Sanji pushes off the countertop and the man scrambles to follow.

His dress drags along the floor. The red satin is made heavy by crystalline beading, draping down to just above his hips as he makes his way to the lift lobby, and the man trails behind hanging onto his every word like a starstruck fool; Zoro suspects he himself isn’t much better. The lights of the lift lobby are harsh as they make their way up to the hotel above the bar, and Zoro switches from camera to camera all the way until the man’s sliding a key card into a lock and disappearing when Sanji shoves him into the room with an exaggerated giggle.

His expression sobers when looks directly at the camera across the hall. Strands of hair are drifting out of his chignon and catching in his lashes. “Sorry, mossy. Gonna have to sign off for now,” he whispers, and Zoro can hear the soft smile in his voice before he pulls his earpiece out and shuts the door.

Silence.

…Yeah, Zoro’s jealous.

It’s enough to have him finishing his beer in two chugs, leaning back to drag his hands over his face and groan. He knows what it looks like. Knows what it’s supposed to look like; a hookup, plain and simple. Judge can’t know that Sanji’s the reason the drive won’t make it to Linlin. It’s risky, sure, but they’re banking on the fact that he doesn’t know that Zoro knows anything about how Judge still has Sanji under his thumb. And if Sanji gets some fun out of it, well— Zoro can’t fault him.

It doesn’t change the fact that he feels sick to his stomach, and it’s pissing him off because he has no right. None at all. He isn’t entitled to anything; Sanji doesn’t owe him, or anyone, anything. It doesn’t matter how he feels. It doesn’t matter how close they sit when they’re falling asleep in the middle of a movie on Sanji’s couch. Sanji’s already been backed into a corner by his bastard of a father— Zoro refuses to complicate things for him any more.

He’ll get up in a moment. Grab a bottle of something stronger this time. The apartment will be his till morning, anyway, so what’s the rush?

And then he hears the front door beep as somebody enters the passcode, and he nearly falls out of his seat sitting up straight.

Zoro glances at the clock as footsteps echo through the entrance; it’s only been twenty minutes, give or take.

Multiple hard somethings clatter onto his desk, and he looks up to find Sanji leaning against the doorway. “Help me out. I’ve got a screw loose,” he says, grinning, and then there’s a moment before Zoro groans.

“If you think that’s funny then you clearly do,” he replies tiredly, standing as Sanji sits on the other side of the table.

He picks up the screwdriver he’d been given, reeling a little. Sanji isn’t supposed to be here, and yet— Here he is, pulling pins from his hair left and right and dropping them all over Zoro’s desk as his chignon untwists itself. A weary sigh leaves Zoro’s lungs. “Where?”

“L4, R6, L12 and 16, and… R23.”

“23?” He frowns. “That’s lower than usual.”

Sanji grimaces. “Slept wrong last night, I think.”

“Hm.” Zoro flips the tool in his hand as Sanji gathers his hair over his shoulder; it’s gotten long now, enough to dust the tops of his shoulder blades with soft, shimmering gold. He rests his thumb at Sanji’s hairline and drags down gently until he gets to the first corresponding vertebra and he’s careful as he fits the screwdriver head in, turning slowly until the joint tightens.

“Did you sleep with him?”

Sanji makes a pfft sound and doesn't even turn, used to Zoro’s straightforward questions. “‘Course not. What, not confident enough in my abilities?”

“No.” Zoro clamps his mouth shut when he realises how defensive he sounds. “No,” he amends, voice marginally less tense, four fingers wrapped over the edge of Sanji’s ribs as he moves down. “I just thought… You were having a good enough time. He liked you. No reason not to.”

“I didn’t want to. That’s the reason,” Sanji says, and it’s flat enough that Zoro knows to ease off. “When we got into his room I knocked him out before I nicked this,” he taps the thumbdrive he’d tossed onto the table with the screwdriver, “out of the lining of one of his jackets.”

Zoro narrows his brows. “Knocked him out how?”

Sanji shrugs a shoulder. “Compressed his carotid. Pretty sure the poor guy was enjoying it, honestly.”

They’re quiet for a while after that. Zoro holds Sanji’s side, elbows digging into the table as he crouches down to see what he’s doing. He resists the urge to press his nose to Sanji’s skin. Beading digs into his knuckles as the screw clicks into place.

“Zoro.”

He stills. They rarely use each other’s names. “Yeah?”

“Did you—” Sanji’s breath catches, the moment suspended until he shakes his head. “Nevermind.”

He’s beautiful, Zoro thinks. The scarring that frames his spine is smooth under his thumb. “Did it hurt?”

“Hm?”

“When he…”

“…Yeah.” Sanji puts the heels of his palms on the table, fingers curling over the edge, thumbs pressing into the sides of his thighs. “He said it was my fault, anyway,” he sighs, letting his weight drop so his shoulders hunch up to his ears. “That I wasn’t even supposed to feel pain, but I ruined it before he could… perfect me.”

Zoro lets his eyes flick up, gaze falling on the elegant curve of Sanji’s nape before he focuses on the last screw.

He’d made a promise to himself on that fire escape. The metal melded to Sanji’s back is a constant reminder to both of them that he’s a double agent. Everything they do is a risk; hell, they both lose sleep over it. Zoro’s used to his phone ringing in the middle of the night. Sanji’s finally starting to allow himself to call.

The blond’s head is hung low as the strap of his dress slips off his shoulder, and Zoro slides it back up and lays it in place. He’s done with Sanji’s spine. “How’s that feel?”

“Hm?” Sanji blinks as he looks up, before rolling his shoulders back. “Better.”

“Alright.” Zoro barely stops himself from drumming his fingers on the table as he bites his lip. He turns around under the guise of readjusting random things on his windowsill. “It’s late. You staying over?”

“…Oh, fine,” Sanji relents, waving a hand. “Too tired to go anywhere, anyway.”

It’s second nature to leave a set of pyjamas on the bed; Zoro usually takes the couch, if only because the springs are hell for the tactile sensors in Sanji’s spine. He’s just leaving when Sanji steps out of the adjoining bathroom with a wash of warm air with a towel around his waist.

“Pretty sure your bed’s meant for two,” he says lightly before grabbing the clothes and disappearing back through the door, and Zoro blinks. Sure, he’d splurged on a queen-sized mattress, but he’s never shared it.

He ends up lying down anyway and swiping through his phone mindlessly until Sanji comes out again, hair brushed back. The covers pull as Sanji climbs under and he stretches to turn the lights off, before they’re laying there in silence.

Zoro’s half asleep when he hears it.

“We didn’t do anything in that room.”

“It doesn’t matter if you did.”

“But we didn’t,” Sanji insists, and Zoro hears I didn’t want to do it, any of it, and he doesn’t even realise he’s reached for Sanji’s hand until their fingers brush.

“I know,” he says, gentle. Their hands lay in the space between them until Sanji threads their fingers together, rolling onto his side.

“Just, uh,” he begins, clearing his throat gruffly. “Just wanted to clarify.”

Zoro laughs against his will. His shoulders shake with it, and he hisses when Sanji kicks his shin. He finds the knuckle of Sanji’s thumb as he brings their hands up between their pillows, rubbing over the bone. “Go to sleep, curly. We’ll go through the drive tomorrow.”

Sanji’s lashes flutter before he swallows. “Okay.”

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, marimo.”

He turns his face into his pillow. He smells like Zoro’s body wash.

Zoro stares at his ceiling and wonders just how much he’d be willing to give to protect this man falling asleep next to him.

(He wakes not long after sunrise the next day.

Sanji’s ribs rise and fall against his palm, the corner of his borrowed shirt riding up. He’d rolled over Zoro’s arm sometime in the night; his other hand is tucked close to his chest, his ankle skin-warm and pressed to Zoro’s shin. His hair is all over the place and Zoro’s pretty sure he’s drooling.

He smells even more familiar now, like cheap lavender detergent that Zoro buys on a discount, leftover hair wax and orange from the night before. Just a hint of mint toothpaste. There’s the slight rasp of stubble when Zoro drags the heel of his hand across Sanji’s jaw, and the man mutters in his sleep, flipping over to face the other way and hug Zoro’s arm to his chest.

Well. Zoro doesn’t usually sleep in. He’s a busy man, he’s got weights to rep and evidence to process— But seeing as his arm’s trapped, there’s not much he can do, is there?)

(The next time he opens his eyes it’s past noon. He smells caffeine and hot butter, and it drags him out of bed to the kitchen; Sanji’s standing over the stove, hair shoved up into a haphazard bun with a blue ballpoint pen, spatula in one hand and Zoro’s laptop balanced on the other.

“About damn time, you log,” he huffs, jerking his head towards the table. “Coffee’s ready, help yourself. You won’t believe what bullshit Judge is trying to pull.”

Zoro raises both eyebrows and decides to save himself an ass-kicking by keeping his mouth shut. He pours himself a mug of coffee and sits down. “S’that my pen?”

“It’s—” Sanji frowns. “I picked it up off the floor.”

“Hm. I was wondering where it ran off to.”

Sanji rolls his eyes, leaning over to put the eggs down. “You’re fucking horrible. Are you telling me you only have one pen?”

“No. I was just looking for this,” Zoro reaches up and yanks it from his hair, “pen.” He yelps a laugh when Sanji swats him over the head and drags a chair out. “It looks better down, anyway,” he chuckles, wrapping a curl around his finger and tugging before he lets go. “Now run me through what’s going on.”

The blond gives him a stink eye and sighs, turning the laptop so it faces them both. “Okay. So…”)

(Zoro settles in, drinks his coffee, and he still hasn’t figured out how much he’d give. He’s starting to think there isn’t a limit.

He thinks he’d be okay with that, though.)

(part 1 | part 2)

#cyborg sanji au #that last line… be careful zoro be careful #they’re literally married?? and they’re still not together?? guys PLEASE #the way i had to fight w myself to not make sanji answer “when i fell from heaven?” when zoro asked “did it hurt”#THERE’S MORE COMING FOR THIS AU KEEP YA EYES PEELED #WILL BE SEEING MORE STRAWHATS + MORE CYBORG DETAILS #judge is about to earn himself many more haters that’s all imma say #THANK YOU FOR THE ASK AGAIN ANON 😽😽#ino writes #ino’s ask box #zosan #roronoa zoro #one piece zoro #zoro #black leg sanji #sanji #one piece sanji #zoro x sanji #one piece

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blueiskewl · 8 months

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Roman Coin - Gold Aureus of Galba C. AD 68-69

Obverse: portrait of Galba. Reverse: DIVA AUGUSTA. The defied Livia stnding left and holding a sacrifical dish and sceptre. Earlier in his career Galba had been the beneficiary of Livia's influence and generosity.

Galba (born Servius Sulpicius Galba; 24 December 3 BC – 15 January AD 69) was the sixth Roman emperor, ruling from AD 68 to 69. After his adoption by his stepmother, and before becoming emperor, he was known as Livius Ocella Sulpicius Galba. He was the first emperor in the Year of the Four Emperors and assumed the throne following Emperor Nero's suicide.

Born into a wealthy family, Galba held at various times the positions of praetor, consul, and governor to the provinces of Aquitania, Upper Germany, and Africa during the first half of the first century AD. He retired from his positions during the latter part of Claudius' reign (with the advent of Agrippina the Younger), but Nero later granted him the governorship of Hispania. Taking advantage of the defeat of Vindex's rebellion and Nero's suicide, he became emperor with the support of the Praetorian Guard.

Galba's physical weakness and general apathy led to him being selected-over by favorites. Unable to gain popularity with the people or maintain the support of the Praetorian Guard, Galba was murdered on the orders of Otho, who became emperor in his place.

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like-rain-or-confetti · 7 months

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Imagine Gotham rouges with a very Aloof S/O lol

Uh oh😂

Aloof.

The Riddler: "You should consider yourself lucky to be with me." He needs the validation. No, seriously. His brain does gymnastics because you're NOT praising him. If you're not praising him, then not only is he clearly doing something wrong, but so are you. What kind of moron gets in a relationship with a genius and fails to acknowledge the genius? That's just ridiculous, and you need to show your worth and appreciation to him. Now go away he needs to figure out something to woo and impress you.

Scarecrow: "its been 45 minutes and neither of you have said a word to one another. Trouble in paradise?" "Of course not." Such a weird couple. Neither give much of a conversation yet you two are in love? No one can see it most of the time. See when Jonathan isn't in the mood for chatter, no one -unless you were the Riddler or Jervis- could comfortably keep a conversation. Yet your apathy seemed to make it look a breeze.

Two-Face: "Get over here. We shouldn't have to ask you twice." It kinda works. It kinda doesn't. So, on one hand, when they want the space, It works well for both. Until they decide they want the attention. There isn't a middle ground it's all or nothing. Meanwhile, you're one a constant contentment of keeping your distance. This might be a bit annoying on your end because why is he so demanding all of a sudden but you don't really have a choice but to go along with it so you don't get on his bad side. In more ways than one.

Black Mask: "Are you even fucking listening to me!?" hot-headed crime lord for the mob and his apathetic significant other? Not exactly the best of both worlds. It often meant Roman got incredibly angry, and his significant other had nothing to say... making it worse and Roman spiral. Which in all honesty makes the pair really bad for each other, almost toxic. The one win is that Roman can cheat all he wants, and you won't care or you won't notice, and he'll probably do it more to try and get you to notice.

Penguin: "Can't help but notice how one sided this is. I'm giving you my heart and soul- and my money- and I barely squeeze a hug outta you." Oz -when it comes to his loved ones- is a people pleaser. He'll give you his money, his time his very soul just to feel a little bit deserving of love. The good news is, it'll be rather easy to convince him of your love. The bad news is the poor man really could use the TLC and it often looks more like a sugar daddy/sugar baby inspired relationship.

#batman #request #batman villains #batman scenarios #the riddler #scarecrow #two face #black mask #penguin #edward nygma #jonathan crane #harvey dent #roman sionis #oswald cobblepot

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tears-of-amber · 2 months

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One Crystal Each Month: Episode 1 (Carnelian)

DISCLAIMER: none of this advice is meant to replace professional medical & clinical advice/diagnosis. Essentially, if you’re depressed, shiny rock can make you happy but please also get help via therapy or see a doctor.

Alright, on this episode of my new series “One Crystal Each Month”, I’m going to talk about Carnelian. Carnelian is my favorite crystal of all time. It’s also one that I have worked with extensively over years, so I figured it would be a good place to start. This series is for my crystal enthusiasts with a hankering for some witchy shit to do with crystals. Each post will be divided into 2 sections: Metaphysical Properties (including the “why” I think the stone is associated with these properties), and A Spell (to do using the crystal).

Metaphysical Properties Of Carnelian:

🧡Boosts Creativity (carnelian is said to have been used historically in attempts to boost fertility, and as fertility and creativity are interrelated it only makes sense that this is the modern connotations has taken on)

🧡Boosts Passion (this property is likely related to carnelian being associated with fire and the sun, as the Egyptians called it the “stone of the setting sun”)

🧡Boosts Confidence (it is said the ancient Romans carved intaglios of war gods and great heroes in carnelian and warriors wore these stones to battle to give confidence and courage).

🧡Dispels Apathy (the colors orange and red and yellow are thought to inspire various emotions, everything from anger to happiness to satisfaction. These colors are the colors of carnelian).

🧡Promotes Positive Choices (in meditation with carnelian, I have found it spurs me forward down more hopeful paths towards more fruitful endeavors. This is UPG of course but take it if it resonates).

A Carnelian Spell (for getting out of a creativity slump):

Spell Materials You Will Need:

-1 piece of carnelian

-About 3 cups of sun water

-7 pieces of paper

-a pen

Instructions:

-Cleanse the carnelian by rinsing it in sun-water

-Write down in one word the cause of your creativity slump on a piece of paper with a pen

-Tear apart the paper into pieces

-Sprinkle the pieces around you in a circle. This is your circle of creativity, surrounded by fragments of your doubts destroyed. Say "My doubts and hesitation have been torn away, cleansed by the light of day. The number six shall come to me, in brand new forms of creativity."

-Meditate in that circle (eyes closed) with the carnelian and write down the first six ideas that come to mind during the meditation

-Then, gather all the shreds and pieces of doubt paper, (counter-clockwise) and throw them away. And put the paper slips that you did write your six new ideas on, onto your desk and use the carnelian as a paperweight. Say "As is my will, so mote it be." Or whatever phrase you usually use to close a spell.

-Every time you need inspiration, lift up the carnelian and grab one of the idea slips of paper. When you're done creating or using one of these ideas, kiss the paper and thank it and then discard it.

#witchcraft #witchblr #witch #witchy #baby witch #baby witch tips #crystal witch #crystals #healing crystals

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stupidsexpotflanders · 6 months

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Opinion with unknown level of popularity

I put pjo! before names of the deities because there are Greek Mythology fans who don't like/care about Percy Jackson.

It kinda rubs me the wrong way to see pjo!Hermes being seen as a good parent in the fandom,or how Luke was "ungrateful" for not appreciating such good parent. I understand hating Luke(terrble taste can't be argued with. Each to their own,tho),but he had good reason to resent pjo!Hermes and his shit parenting. I mean,pjo!Hermes never gave Luke any magic item nor guidance,regardless of how many prayers he got(pjo!Zeus gave Thalia guidance through the goat - not to mention that goat probably gave her what to drink,at the very least;and pjo!Athena led Annabeth to Thalia and Luke. He ended up worse than Thundercock King and Owl Lady. The bar was on the floor and he managed to dig underneath it,lol). Pjo!Hermes even said 14 yo Luke was "too old to live on the streets". The god of roads not only is a deadbeat but he has a "woe is me" attitude about the whole thing that I didn't see in any of the other deities,lol. They were all,on different degrees,honest about their apathy,frivolity and general mistakes.

Also,I felt weirded out by the high level of sympathy Luke's dad got by Rick himself,something I didn't see for the other gods. He massively neglected Luke and ignored his prayers "because Fate". In fact,despite him claiming Luke was his favourite,Travis and Connor are full-blooded siblings and aren't twins - so,I think they're pjo!Hermes' favourites. To be fair,there are the Ancient Laws,but they're never explained and we see plenty of small ways gods help demigods.

(On a tangent,I think prophecies and fate are more of a mix of warnings and general guidelines. Free will is still a thing. Luke wasn't ''doomed by prophecy'',IMO. He was doomed by godly drama/godly incompetence/neglect and his own bad choices. Zeus killed Maria while trying to kill Nico and Bianca because of the prophecy and Hades took his anger out on the Oracle. May tried to host said Oracle and got the curse that led her to not be able to take care of Luke. However,many demigods have reasons to get angry at Olympus. Therefore,Luke wasn't special,IMO - other than my Roman legacy headcanon,of course. Luke's tragedy could be stopped at many points. Not saying prophecies aren't meaningful,they just don't come across as absolute to me).

#pjo #pjo meta #luke castellan #long post #pjo rant

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sunnysunsins · 1 month

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RWBY kill count

Soooo we all know a lot of people have died over the span of the series. So i took it upon myself to count them up. All of them. Yes, the nameless grunts and dead bodies in the background. Yes, the ones that no way in hell would survive something like what happened to them. Every single death in this series.

This originally was a doc, but tumblr doesn't allow those, so i'll put all the research under the cut. And it's long, so buckle up.

Rules: 1. Dead person has to be shown on screen (off-screen deaths counted in rare circumstances - heard them, heard about them and details of their death enough to count). En-mass kills are counted up depending on previous scenes of this group and logic. I only count what i see and can logically assume from what's on screen and told by dialog.

2. Aura exists, so most fighters are assumed to survive unless the person doesn’t have active aura or there’s no way in hell someone survives that.

3. Salem «deaths» will be counted, but with an asterisk*, since immortal. Same for Ozes, we see an Oz - we count him, since we know all of them are dead by nature of reincarnation - an exception to «death off screen» rule. 4. Book information included as much as possible since i haven’t read them lol

5. Ascension is counted with an asterisk*, as it is death of self and rebirth into a new form (same as Oz, in a way). +intention of the characters ascending will be counted.

The count:

Volume 1:

Ep 16: 3 WF members (by Penny yoinking/slicing ships)

(total - 3)

Volume 2:

Ep 1: Tukson (shot by Mercury)

Ep 4: 32 car drivers (flipped into air by Roman, They’re civilians in cars, doubt they lived through that, not with 5 flips)

Ep 11: 12 WF members (thrown off train by RWBYO. Grimm and/or explosions got them if they didn’t die on impact)

(total - 45)

Volume 3:

Ep 7: Marcus Black (killed by Mercury)

Ep 9: Penny (acc. kill by Pyrrha), 12 atlesian pilots

Ep 10: Brawnz, Roy, May (killed by grimm), 1 man killed by Adam

Ep 11: Roman (swallowed by gryffon), Amber (shot by Cinder)

Ep 12: Ozpin (burned alive by Cinder), Pyrrha (shot by Cinder)

(total - 22)

Volume 4:

Ep 2: 3 villagers, 1 huntsman in Shion (killed by bandits, grimm)

Ep 10: An Ren (crushed by the house), Li Ren (killed by Nuckelavee)

(total - 6)

Volume 5:

Blake short: Ilia’s parents, 1 known dust mine worker (died in a dust explosion)

Ep 2: Percy the pilot, at least 3 more mistral pilots (woman said “everyone, abandon the ship” before it blew up from lancers), Pilot boi (died on impact), Sienna Khan (stabbed by Adam)

Ep 5: Ghira’s messenger (killed by Yuma)

Ep 8: 1 WF member, 2 guards

Ep 10: Fennec (crushed by balcony/blown up)

Ep 13: Vernal (bled out)

Ep 14: Lionheart (stabbed by a seer)

(total - 16)

Volume 6:

Adam short: 1 human man (by Adam)

Ep 1: 7 WF members (Adam’s hissy fit), Dee (mauled by grimm)

Ep 2: Mistrali woman (by Cinder)

Ep 3: 3 ancient warriors, Salem’s father, 1st gen humanity (163 shown), 4 daughters, *Salem: 5 *Oz: Ozma (x3), Ozma 2.0, old man, drunk, inventor, mustache, hermit-wizard, King of Vale (total 10)

Ep 5: 12 dead people (drained by Apathy; 2 corpses shown, 11 houses in the village, “it’s the same in every house”)

Ep 6: Dead huntsman (drained by Apathy) Ep 7: Tock (beheaded by Maria)

Ep 10: 1 Argus cct tower worker (killed by Adam)

Ep 12: Adam (stabbed by Blake & Yang, fell off a cliff)

(total - 208, 212*)

Volume 7:

Ep 2: Person Tyrian killed (seen blood, implication is clear)

Ep 3: Forest (killed by Tyrian)

Ep 6: 9 thirsty moms (killed by Tyrian)

Ep 12: Clover (stabbed by Tyrian)

Ep 13: Fria (passed away)

(total - 13)

Volume 8:

Ep 1: Councilman Sleet (shot by Ironwood)

Ep 6: Madam, step-sisters, Rhodes (killed by Cinder) Ep 7: ~ shown 303 atlesian soldiers (crushed by grimm army. There were a lot more, but those were shown stomped through)

Ep 8: 1 pilot (blown up by grimm), Hound faunus (finished-off)

Ep 9: 306 dead bodies, Hazel (blown up by Oscar) *3 Salem kills

Ep 13: 13 people (blown up by Cinder), 17 atlesian compound technicians (killed by Cinder, Neo and Watts), Jacques Schnee (blown up by Ironwood)

Ep 14: Vine (blown up by IW’s bomb and Harriet’s stupidity), Penny (mercy-killed by Jaune), Watts (burned alive), Ironwood (died on impact)

(total - 652, 655*)

Volume 9:

Ep 3: 2 toy soldiers* (beheaded)

Ep 4: Herbalist* (taken by the Tree)

Ep 5: Hawker (eaten by Jabberwalker) Ep 7: 15 paper pleasers*

Ep 8: Little* (stomped by Neo), Ruby* (suicide-ascended), Neo’s parents (killed by Neo and Roman, bodies shown in picture)

Ep 9: Alyx (killed by Cat)

Ep 10: Cat (eaten by Jabberwalkers), Neo* (ascended)

(total - 5, 26*)

TOTAL

Named characters/shown deaths/significant deaths: 71

Background | logic deaths: 907

*Salem: 8

*Oz: 12 (3 shown)

*Ascensions: 21

All people (no *): 970

Full total: 998

You may have noticed that i did not include Summer. Bc we still have no fucking clue what happened to her actually. We can speculate, but that's it. At that point last spring maiden has more reason to be added to the count than Summer. Once we find out what happened, she will be added. And if we add them both, the count will be a shiny 1k. I also didn't count the Jabberwalker bc it's unclear if Neo killed it or just made it serve her and the real one is among her copies. You can add 1 to the count if you wanna count it.

Deadly volume order: 1 -> (9) -> 4 -> 7 -> 5 -> 3 -> 9* -> 2 -> 6 -> 8

Murder board:

Cinder: 39

Neo: 19^ (personal 2)

Tyrian: 12

Adam: 11

Salem: 7

Penny: 3

Mercury, Ironwood: 2

Pyrrha, Maria, Blake, Yang, Oscar, Jaune: 1

Grimm: 29

And that's that. Fuuuun. Now let's hope for good future for RWBY and hope in future volumes we can get the count even higher. Though i doubt anything will pass v8 now, not with that battlefield bloodbath.

Thank you for reading till the end. Leave your favorite and least favorite death scene in the comments and nothing else, to confuse people. Not your fave dying, but the scene itself. Like, i don't care for Vine at all, but his death scene was beautiful. An then there's Ozma, who should've worn a mask and could've prevented the world from ending.

#rwby #rwby analysis #rwby kill count #rwby volume 9 spoilers #rwby spoilers #tw: death #this is a kill count duh #greenlight volume 10 #oh boy guess i need to tag them all now?#how about no #rwby crack #thanks for reading

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lilithfairen · 1 year

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Also, gonna be frank, still don't care for all the "Summer was a screw-up" and "Ruby/RWBY don't know how to hero right" "theories".

Ruby's internalized some wrong, harmful thinking about the burden upon her, the mantle she's taken upon herself. She needs to understand that she has succeeded, they have saved people and done good numerous times despite the times they've lost or failed in some way.

And in doing so, she needs to acknowledge that despite her flaws and her losses, Ruby is a very strong and admirable person. She's someone who has consistently chosen to do the right thing, to put herself in harm's way time and time again. She followed the trail of Roman Torchwick. She raced to help Pyrrha against an incredibly powerful foe. She trekked across Anima following Cinder's trail. She took on the Nuckelavee and Cinder's forces at Haven. She saved her friends from the Apathy, and stayed to fend off the Leviathan when she could have taken what she needed and left Argus to perish. She stood up to Ironwood wanting to abandon Mantle's population to their deaths, and refused to compromise on not only saving them but letting the world know the danger they needed to stand against. And though she doesn't know it yet, though her plan did run into complications and they did suffer setbacks and losses, she saved the people of Atlas and Mantle. She succeeded even with her losses.

Ruby needs to lighten the pressure upon herself, to share that burden with others instead of carrying it all upon herself. But she also needs to be reminded that she is absolutely a hero, a slayer of terrible monsters and protector of the innocent and defenseless.

That she is, and always has been, a Huntress.

#rwby #ruby rose #rwby spoilers #rwby v9 spoilers #rwby theory

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ironmansbay · 6 months

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thinking abt Connor’s mom. i picture her in my head as this extremely bubbly midcentury NY society lady that Logan married for her family’s money and/or the sex-pass (more common back then) who got even more idealistic after having Connor and as the 50s became the 60s (using Alan Ruck’s 1956 birthdate as an anchor here, the timeline might be different in Successionland,) and had an “are we the baddies” type moment re: All Of It™️ and entered a crisis, began clashing with Logan, founded RECNY, exited the crisis, reentered a new, scarier crisis as the clashes with Logan continued, before finally being sedated and locked up sometime in the 70s (probably. doctors REALLY loved administering sedatives in the 70s.) while Logan finalizes the divorce, shoves more cake in their son’s mouth, and leaves him to go wife shopping, and later heir shopping.

furthermore: thinking about how after the divorce that Logan probably bankrolled the fees for her incarceration (let’s not dance around it) but that her family were the ones who kept her there. how after they died responsibility might have shifted to a now-adult Connor if extended relations were unwilling/unavailable. thinking about how the fact he’s almost immediately on board with playing ambassador in the Balkans probably means he doesn’t visit her regularly, if ever, for any number of reasons. (Fear? Shame? Garden variety rich guy apathy? the cake thing and him defending her around Roman et al points more to a fear/shame cocktail imo.) At the end of it all I’m left to wonder what I always wonder when someone winds up involuntarily hospitalized, especially longterm: was she a genuine danger to herself and others, or did someone just want her gone?

tl;dr Mrs. Logan Roy the First looks like Patricia Nixon with a rictus smile and runny mascara in my brain. okay. think pearl necklaces and aspic dinners and doctor prescribed Quaaludes and nobody’s hair moves because we’re in the hairspray and hot rollers era. get it. got it.

#text #succession #this is a but indulgent. i always end up back at picket fences and valium somehow. sylvia plath where are u #*a BIT #succession headcanons #connor roy #connor roy’s mother

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uglyscrawl · 5 months

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is this anything. from a late night start-writing-and-see-what-happens session

“No,” Kendall interrupts Roman mid-bargain, boring his eyes into the blank screen of the TV, palpably angry despite the aggravating blah of his face. “I’m not talking to her.” Roman suppresses a groan of frustration. His fucking brother. “You’re talking to me, aren’t you? And you hated me so much you tried to gouge my eyes out like last week.” “It’s been longer than that,” Kendall says, voice so low that he might as well be communicating in grunts. Still no apology, of course. For the attempted eye-gouging and the broken stitches and the sitting in Dad’s chair, putting his feet up on his desk, stealing his voice and his all-knowing stares and his rough hands. Roman hadn’t minded the hands so much, truth be told. He maybe hasn’t stopped craving the feeling of being strangled, his incriminating cacophony of words finally dying in his throat and his heart pumping so hard and fast that he feels it in the plates of his skull. He maybe craves it from Kendall specifically, Kendall who had looked at him with a rage so primal and deep that Roman wanted to drown in it forever.

Anyway, Roman isn’t apologizing either. Because fuck his stupid brother and the stupid unfinished shape of him and the stupid goddamn hole in his chest he’s shamelessly asking Roman, of all people, to fill. Stringing him along his whole life, feeding him false hope from the palm of his hand. “So, what, you’re not gonna have a relationship with your future niece or nephew?” Kendall gives Roman a look like he just pissed on his shoes. Wrong angle, apparently. “Have you considered that she might not actually be pregnant?” Roman scoffs mightily. “Please. I can think of no greater humiliation for Shiv than being unwittingly impregnated by Conventional Corn-Fed Tom. She’d never make that up. Unlike you.” Kendall pauses. “I’d…lie about our sister’s fuckin’ bloodsucking cockblock husband putting a baby in me?” “You’re a liar, period. You’ve got lies coming out of both ends. I can’t believe a single word you say.” Kendall’s face falls somewhat. “Nothin’ to lie for anymore, Rome.” “Yeah, yeah. Save your droopy woe-is-me thing for Shiv, you’re gonna need it. Don’t think she’s on standby to massage your broken dick just ‘cause I was. She’s mad.” To his credit, Kendall doesn’t bother pretending to be offended by Roman’s crassness. “So the fuck am I. If she cared about me at all she wouldn’t have - ” “Nope,” Roman says. “We’re not doing this again tonight. God, you’re both just the worst.” Kendall sort-of-smiles, his tension giving way to a loose-limbed softness that tends to come out only on frozen mornings in Roman’s living room; the two of them sharing a couch and a drink and an apathy for the future so vast that it’d suffocate them both, if not for their fingers mingling over the glass they passed back and forth and their eyes meeting and embracing a million times over. “You might be the worst of all, Rome,” Kendall says, his voice dropping to a devoted murmur that reveals his innermost gratitude. “Sleeper hit of the family, huh? Everyone wanted a piece of you, and I didn’t even notice.” “‘course you didn’t notice,” Roman grumbles, blushing fiercely, glaring down at his own lap. “I fucked it all up anyway. None of ‘em would touch me with a ten-foot pole.” “Good,” Kendall says simply. Roman can’t decide what he means by it, and is slightly terrified to ask.

#kenrome #bc of course it is. you guys are keeping it in the back of my mind #m: fic #if i were to turn this into something though i think it'd be abt all 3 of them

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doomatnight · 4 months

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-Characters-

All characters listed are in alphabetical order for ease of access.

Do note that characters marked with (L) are canonically lesbian and thus will not be paired with male characters as per the rules.

-Accepted RWBY Characters: Adam Taurus, Adrian Cotta-Arc, Alyx Liddel, Amber, Ambrosius, An Ren, Arslan Atlan, Banesaw, Bianca Prisma, Blacksmith, Blake Belladonna, Bleiss Schnee/Gele, Bolin Hori, Bram Thornmane, Brawnz Ni, Cardin Winchester, Caroline Cordovin, Cinder Fall, Clover Ebi, Coco Adel (L), Corsac Albaine, Deery, Dew Gayl, Dove Bronzewing, Elm Ederne, Emerald Sustrai, Fennec Albaine, Fiona Thyme, Flynt Coal, Fox Alistair, Ghira Belladonna, Grimm, Gwen Darcy, Harriet Bree, Hazel Rainart, Ilia Amitola (L), Ivori, Ivy Thickety, Jacques Schnee, James Ironwood, Jaune Arc**, Lewis Liddel, Li Ren, Lie Ren, Maria Calavera, Marrow Amin, May Marigold, May Zedong, Mercury Black, Nadir Shiko, Nebula Violette, Neopolitain/Trivia Vanille, Neon Katt, Neptune Vasilias, Nolan Porfilio, Nora Valkyrie, Octavia Ember, Olive Harper, Original Characters, Oscar Pine, Ozpin, Penny Poledina, Peter Port, Pyrrha Nikos, Qrow Branwen, Raven Branwen, Reese Chloris, Rhodes, Roane Ashwood, Robyn Hill, Rolf, Roman Torchwick, Roy Stallion, Ruby Rose, Ruda Tilleroot, Russel Thrush, Sage Ayana, Salem, Saphron Cotta-Arc, Scarlet David, Sienna Khan, Sky Lark, Summer Rose, Sun Wukong, Taiyang Xiao Long, Terra Cotta-Arc, Tock, Trifa, Velvet Scarlatina, Weiss Schnee, Whitley Schnee, Willow Schnee, Winter Schnee, Xanthe Rumpole, Yang Xiao Long, Yatsuhashi Daichi, Yuma.

-Unaccepted RWBY Characters: Apathy, Arthur Watts, Bartholomew Oobleck, Curious Cat, Jabberwalker, Jinxi, Juniper, Little/Somewhat, Leo Lionhart, Muses, Pietro, Reader, Red Prince, Red Soldier, Tyrian Callows, Vine Zeke, Zwei.

-Characters Outside RWBY That I Write:

Arcane/LoL: Caitlin, Jinx, Vi

Avatar: Aang, Asami, Azula, Bolin, Jin, Jinora, June, Katara, Korra, Kuvira, Mai, Mako, Prince Wu, Sokka, Suki, Toph, Ty Lee, Ursa, Zuko

AWOG: Gumball Watterson, Nicole Watterson

Beastars: Haru, Jack, Juno, Legoshi, Louis

Ben Ten: Ben Tennyson, Gwen Tennyson

Big Hero 6: Aunt Cass, Hiro Himada, Honey Lemon, Tadashi Himada, Wasabi

Carmen Santiago: Carmen Santiago, Ivy, Zack

Chainsaw Man: Denji, Kobeni, Power

Cyberpunk: David, Rebecca

DC: Bane, Barbra Gordon, Batwoman, Beast Boy, Black Lightning, Bruce Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Flash, Guy Gardener, Hal Jordan, Harley Quinn, Hawkgirl, Hawkman, Jason Todd, Jessica Cruz, Jinx, John Stewart, Killer Frost, Lois Lane, Poison Ivy, Raven, Selina Kyle, Spoiler, Starfire, Star Sapphire, Steel, Superman, Talia Al’ Ghul, Terra, Tim Drake, Victor Stone, Wonder Woman

Five Nights At Freddy’s: Roxanne Wolf, Vanessa, Vanny

Frozen: Anna, Elsa

Grave of Andrew and Leyley: Andrew Graves, Ashley Graves, Mrs. Graves

Gravity Falls: Dipper Pines, Mabel Pines, Pacifica Northwest, Wendy

Helltaker: Azazel, Baphomet, Beelzebub, Cerberus, Helltaker, Judgement, Justice, Loremaster, Lucifer, Malina, Modeus, Pandemonica, Zdrada

Helluva/Hazbin: Alastor, Angel Dust, Asmodeus, Barbie Wire, Blitzø, Charlie, Husk, Fizz, Loona, Millie, Moxxie, Sally May, Stolas, Striker, Vaggie (L), Verosika

Incredibles: Bob Parr, Dash Parr, Helen Parr, Violet Parr

Invincible: Debbie Grayson, Mark Grayson

Kim Possible: Ann Possible, Bonnie Rockwaller, James Possible, Jim Possible, Kim Possible, Monique, Ron Stoppable, Shego, Tim Possible

Legend of Zelda: Ganon, Link, Urbosa, Zelda

Mario: Bowser, Daisy, Peach, Rosalina

Marvel: Bruce Banner, Drax, Eddy Brock, Flash Thompson, Gamora, Gwen Stacy, Hobie Brown, Hope Van Dyne, Jennifer Walters, Kang, Loki, Miguel O’Hara, Miles Morales, Mystique, Natasha Romanov, Nebula, Peni Parker, Peter Parker, Peter Quill, Pietro Maximoff, Rio Morales, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers, T’Challa, Thanos, Thor, Tony Stark, Venom, Wanda Maximoff, Wolverine

Miraculous: Adrian Agreste, Alice Kubdel, Alya Cesaire, Felix Agreste, Juleka Couffaine, Kagami Tsurugi, Lê Chiên Kim, Luka Couffaine, Marc Anciel, Marinette Dupain Chang, Max Kanté, Mylène Haprèle, Nathaniel Kurtzberg, Nino Lahiffe, Rose Lavillant, Sabrina Rain, Zoé Lee

Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid: Elma, Kobayashi, Lucoa, Tohru

Modern Family: Alex Dunphy, Claire Dunphy, Gloria Delgado, Haley Dunphy, Luke Dunphy, Manny Delgado, Phil Dunphy

Murder Drones: N, Uzi

Overwatch: Ana, Ashe, Baptiste, Brigette, Cassidy, Doomfist, DVA, Echo, Emily (L), Genji, Hanzo, Ilari, Kiriko, Life Weaver, Lucio, Mei, Mercy, Moira, Pharah (L), Ramattra, Reaper, Reinhardt, Roadhog, Sojourn, Soldier 76, Sombra, Widowmaker, Winston, Zarya

Owl House: Adrian Graye Vernworth, Alador Blight, Amity Blight, Camila Noceda, Collector, Darius Deamonne, Eda Clawthorne, Edric Blight, Emira Blight, Gus Porter, Hunter Noceda, King Clawthorne, Lilith Clawthorne, Luz Noceda, Odalia Blight, Raine Whispers, Terra Snapdragon, Vee Noceda

Percy Jackson: Annabeth Chase, Apollo, Aphrodite/Venus, Ares/Mars, Athena/Minerva, Bianca di Angelo, Dionysus, Gaea, Grover, Hades/Pluto, Hermes/Mercury, Hestia, Jason Grace, Kronos, Luke Castellan, Nico di Angelo, Percy Jackson, Piper McClean, Poseidon/Neptune, Sally Jackson, Thalia Grace, Will Solace, Zeus/Jupiter

Regular Show: Mordecai, Rigby

Resident Evil: Ethan Winters, Lady Dimitrescu

Rick and Morty: Morty Smith, Summer Smith

Scooby Doo: Fred, Daphne, Scooby, Shaggy, Velma

She-Ra: Adora, Catra, Glimmer

Star Wars: Aayla Secura, Anakin Skywalker, Ashoka Tano, Assajj Ventress, Barriss Offee, Ben Solo, Bo-Katan Kryze, Cal Kestis, Cody, Darth Maul, Fennec Shand, Finn, Fives, Han Solo, Hera Syndulla, Hunter, Iden Versio, Jesse, Jyn Erso, Luminara Unduli, Mon Mothma, Obi Wan Kenobi, Omega, Padme Amidala, Po Damerin, Princess Leia, Rex, Rey Skywalker, Sabine Wrenr, Satine Kryze, Shaak Ti, The Armorer, Wrecker

Steven Universe: Connie Maheswaran, Greg Universe

SVTFOE: Marco Diaz, Star Butterfly

Zootopia: Bonnie Hopps, Chief Bogo, Fennic, Gideon, Jack Savage, Judy Hopps, Nick Wilde, Skye

(Lists subject to change.)

*Established Gender Swap Names:Oscar - Ozma / Mercury - Moira / Adam - Eve / Jaune - Joan

**Exceptions apply. Gender bent, bottoming, MLM, and cuckolding are accepted. Jaune is only allowed to be properly with a character if it is in a polycule, he is with another man, or it’s with his sisters, Pyrrha, Nora, Ruby, Weiss, or Jessica. Please avoid “dead Jaune” requests. Jaune harem requests will be denied even if it follows the list of female partners. One male and one female partner with Jaune topping/domming them both is accepted but no more than those two partners. Two female partners will be allowed but not guaranteed to be answered. Any more partners than that will be an automatic deletion of the ask. Please do avoid making your asks cruel in nature and sad endings, this blog is for fun so have fun with it.

#doomlewd.txt #smut headcanons #smut #nsft /

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