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loremaster · 1 day
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all right, let's talk about some rejected* ideas from boba au's chapter 4. (big spoilers ofc)
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yakou, as we know, is a very sad man. secretly plotting to unalive himself for revenge.
but in this au, pucci catches him, right?
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she can't wrap her head around his selfish motivations. sure, his wife was important to him when she was alive, but now she's not, so why is she still important? pucci doesn't think the revenge would be worth the suicide. but yakou is a firm believer in the Core Tenets Of Marriage (and considers seppuku to be one of them)
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*this is for not what will end up happening in the actual boba au ch4. but from here on out... i will probably still use some of the ideas below, so if you want to be totally surprised when i post the whole thing this summer, turn back now.
...but if you want a little treat, then keep reading ;)
after the gang reunites, yuma interrogates yakou, who confesses everything, even the extent of his murderous rage.
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mystery labyrinth happens in which yuma uses whatever leftover evidence he can to prove dl6 dr huesca was responsible for yakou's wife's death. yuma reaps huesca's soul... and when he leaves the labyrinth, yakou is still alive!
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AND AFTER ALL THAT HARD WORK THEY PUT INTO SAVING HIM HE DIES ANYWAY
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(he tries it one more time and gets that finger bitten clean off.)
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if anyone out there knows what the scorpion reference is from, you have earned my undying love. (if you don't...... well, then stay tuned for the neon downpour zine to find out B))
anyway. vivia is understandably struggling with this. he appoints himself as the guard to the kitchen/bathroom door, behind which zombie yakou is... uh, well, there.
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melami gets straight to the point.
"did you love him?"
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i thought vivia's feelings could have grown into something more, but never got the chance before it was ripped away.
this was pre-dlc. i was a fool.
he was madly in love the whole time.
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smimon · 5 months
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Giant K series #9: Bojan joins the party!
First of all, big thanks to @j-restlessgeek for being the best test audience / beta reader 💛💛💛 without your support I would have dropped this 15 times at least 🙏😭 Thank you so, so much!!!
And now, enjoy ✨ the post ✨ 🥳
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(You know, I haven't even realized how much I missed Bojan in this series before I started working on this. So many ideas...)
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What follows is basically a mismatched collection of unrelated ideas. Sit comfortably, this is going to be a long post 👀
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That damn smile...
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Don't worry, Käärijä won't fall overboard, Bojan is holding him 😊
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It's that cliche picture of a couple lying in a meadow except they are in Finland so they went to the forest instead
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Unrestrained summer fun
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Nice catch
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Bedtime 🏎
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Cowlick 🐄
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epic fail
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Who needs shoulder angel/devil when you have Bojan
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Kabe-don!
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Pötsi as aid
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Puppy love
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( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Aaand post.
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duketectivecomics · 6 days
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‘Jason was Duke’s robin’ ‘tim was dukes robin’ YOURE ALL FOOLS
Steph as dukes most formative robin is RIGHT THERE
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il-predestinato · 8 months
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Max: "You're doing amazing, sweetie!" 😊📹
↳🎥: RBR and Scuderia Ferrari on IG (Pre-Race Track Parade, 2023 Dutch Grand Prix)
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kartuve · 11 months
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hi can you tell that im obsessed with her
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techmomma · 5 months
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Even in modern AUs @kajeaynart 's Vincenzo dresses in old man jammies. At least they're silkie and comf.
He is VERY excited to partake in this "ugly sweater tradition" though.
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(TB made it for him.)
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turbobyakuren · 2 years
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MagiMon spinoff: Better Email Umiko
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The New MagiMonsters spinoff where literally No Magical Girls Nor Monsters appear: Better Email Umiko!
In today's episode: Beloved Baikal Seal OL Umiko Ohara is representing BrightLady Inc in court. BL's legal manager, Kumi Inoue, is too busy with other tasks to perform the duty and it is up to our beloved Cement-Eater to prove to the Middle-Schooler Kid who is the sole Jury that YES Junko is a good meow-meow who hasn't stolen anything and that Momoka (accountant, who hasn't also showed up)'s accounting books are all good n'clear.
Is she going to say anything without crying? Will her sentence be "sending one email"? Is Hiroko not caring? Find out next week in Better Email Umiko!
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brooklynislandgirl · 2 years
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"How many shots would it take for you to sleep with Eddie Brock?"
Pour me something tall and strong || Accepting @tangleweave, @morgansmornings {for reasons}
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The truth is that ever since Eddie'd moved in with Beth, and spends a lot of his nights out with his Other protecting the streets of San Francisco that he's found a lot less time to drink, and an even smaller desire to do so. Even so, he never comments on the times when she comes home, not saying a word, barely taking time to kick off her shoes at the door and dropping her bag beside them before making a bee-line straight toward the wine chiller in the kitchen. He can tell by which of the reds inside that she selects what kind of a day or night she's had, twelve or more hours on the floor. The rare few times when she bypasses those and chooses instead one of the aged single malts or the vodka from the freezer, he knows that things have gone beyond pear shaped and she's in no mood to talk to anyone or anything because it's all she can do to keep things together. Those are the nights when he and Beloved carefully flank her from either side and approach with caution, black ooze-like tendrils enfolding her in bits while Eddie murmurs to her softly. Tonight is definitely not one of those nights. If it is anything, it's like the night they first made forays toward their current relationship. Eddie'd sipped his slow way through a lager and a half while she'd limited herself to a single glass of Amon Ra. Slow touches on one another's knees, fingers straying close to one another along the back of the couch had led to her explaining a kiss, and her sultry little whisper of mo'beddah, I show you. And show him she had. That kiss led to another, a third, to an uncountable amount. His hands scaled from her hips to her ribs, and flirted with the edge of her camisole. Eventually it landed elsewhere and her soft skin was pressed against his chest. There's no telling where the night might have gone had he not known that she would have to meet his Other just then, to make things right between them. She might have had a glass or two the first time they end up being with one another, the details of the evening prior to waking up in his arms are more than a little hazy but she sees no shame in it. Tonight, though, she'd not even had a chance to take a sip as they sat across from each other at the little bistro down the street. Between the appetizer and the salad, Eddie'd whispers little seductive tidbits in her ears. She'd watched his mouth and he'd made promises he intends to keep. She'd dropped two crisp hundreds on the table, not caring to wait for the bistro to run her credit card. She'd taken his hand and slipped out before anyone even noticed they were gone. He'd been careful to clutch her to him lest she slam into the door but they hadn't even gotten inside before they were all over each other. He closes the door with his foot, Beloved ensuring that it locks behind them. The stairs aren't so lucky when they crash down on them, her pulling Eddie down into a eager devouring kiss. ~*~ "Earth to Konachino," Jay murmurs as she snaps her fingers in front of Beth's face and waits to see the awareness return to her hanai-sister's face. "There you are. Was it a nice trip, and did you even hear what I asked you?" The blush on Beth's face confirms that she did, and that she's going to answer. "I mean, I could technically say one or two but...yeah, naw. Nevah need to, all he goddah do is look a' me li'dat an'..." "And that's the sound of Andy rolling in his grave. Good job, kid. Still gonna threaten him though, and slap him with an iron-clad prenup."
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cloudbattrolls · 2 years
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Fever Pitch: Part 3
Where was she?
Her hand pressed against a slightly grimy wall. There was another mere feet from her; she stood (barely) in a narrow alley between two tall buildings. She blinked, wiping something out of her eyes. The air tasted familiar…
Nott. She was on Nott.
She looked down and made a startled cry as she scrambled backwards.
Dead troll. Olive blood leaking out their ears. Staring at her with vacant, glazed eyes, smelling of a fresh kill. 
How? Why? Had she done this? Aside from the ears, there were no marks…she could kill that way.
Nowhere to bury them here. Hard surfaces all around, the only soil contained in buildings or small planters. What would she - 
“Oh, hey, Wistim.”
Naitos leaned against a wall, smirking at her and curling his lip at the body.
“You don’t look so good, mustard girl.” He said, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. “Bringing a snack for Queenie? I’m sure she’d appreciate it. She loves when I drag them back to her and they’re not too lead-riddled or carved up to fuck. I think she’d suck me right up if I had anything to give her.” He remarks, smirking again.
“Or maybe she’d wanna be sucked, I dunno.”
She realized she was covered in sweat, clinging to her skin, slicked in her hair, blinking as it dripped down her face. 
Why was she here?
Why did her head ache so much? Naitos’s voice…always grating, it seemed louder than usual. 
Queenpin…yes, she was here to see her boss. The corpse would be a good offering.
She breathed shallowly. She must be ill.
But she never stayed sick, not with her psiionics…
The maroon sighed and prodded her with a bony finger from his free hand, exhaling smoke. It was true he didn’t have much to interest a blood drinker, scrawny as he was and saturated with nicotine. 
“Th’fuck’s wrong with you? You’re always quiet, but you look tripped out as hell. Not stealing from our own stock, are you? Not the good doctor?” He said in a mocking tone.
She tried to talk. Tried. All that dribbled out of her mouth was yellow blood and…spiny flesh. It oozed down her sweat-drenched shirt, clinging to her, reeking of salt and death even more than the corpse did.The spines dug into her, but she did not bleed.
Naitos scrambled backward.
“What the fuck? What the fuck’s wrong with you? Did that freak get to you? Fuck, I’m not staying for thi -“
Elevator.
She blinked, and she and Naitos were in an elevator moving swiftly upward, the corpse slung over her shoulder. The maroon trembled, dark red eyes wide, his hands shaking.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He muttered frantically, picking at his neck, his claws, his face, letting his almost-black blood well up without a care who saw. Vaguely, she recognized this wasn’t normal behavior for him.
There were little spines in the wounds. He caught her looking and glared.
“Oh, she’s back! If you’re there at all anymore. Seems you brought a passenger, bulgeweed, and they are one freaky fucking customer! No wonder you can’t talk, that thing is using your throat and it isn’t too good at words. Or saying them in a way that doesn’t make my ears bleed.”
Sure enough, he had dark, crusted liquid around his pointy auricular sponges. She put a hand to her own reflexively…yes, she did too.
The elevator dinged, ringing through her head like it was ten times as loud. The doors opened.
Naitos ran. She let him go, adjusted the corpse on her shoulders.
She should feel sore, or strained. She didn’t. 
She knew this place. Queenpin’s office block. Glass and metal and her close support staff. Yet she saw no one. Odd. 
She walked down the hall. There were fewer bugs here than on a planet, but they would come soon to eat the body. She should hurry.
She glanced at it. None yet. Good.
“Oh hello, Ullane.”
The yellowblood spun around fast, faster than she should have, tail curled in alertness.
Queenpin stood in the corridor, smiling gently. Her prosthetic metal legs gleamed in the white ceiling lights. 
“Is that for me?” The jade said, walking closer. “How kind. You must be here to ask me a favor.”
Ullane breathed in. Out. So loud. Queenpin’s words and steps were so so loud so loud so so so -
The corpse burst in a spray of viscera and the crack of tearing bones, starfish arms coming out to wrap around the rainbowdrinker, trying to pin her, strangle her, but the undead laughed and tore at them with her blades, her claws, her fangs.
They grew back again and again, the cast off pieces spreading to cover the hall, bursting through the glass barriers into the offices. 
Alarms began to go off. 
Ullane shrieked.
High enough, loud enough to stun the jadeblood, to burst the control mechanisms that contained the alarms. She put her hands over her ears, now freely bleeding, but it wasn’t quiet no it still wasn’t quiet she could hear her own pulse beat beat beating - 
Her throat rasped, more spiny flesh dripping from her mouth, as she spoke with a voice that wasn’t hers, moving her tongue - yet this felt unnecessary, a mere habit. She was sure the words would have come out even if she had no mouth to speak them with.
“Dooooon’t waKE Me.”
It was strangely beautiful to listen to, unlike all the harsh, terrible noise she’d endured since she’d gotten here. She closed her eyes. 
Ullane remembered why she’d come.
“I don’t want to hurt people anymore.” She said with her own voice and the one inside her.
Queenpin, completely surrounded by tangles of starfish flesh and spines, tentacles and polyps, snarled, only her face and hands still free.
“Don’t be ridiculous and naive. What is this? What did you bring here?”
Uryali - she could feel his name now, what he had been called once long ago when he had walked among trolls - wanted to kill Queenpin. 
Ullane knew it would only cause more problems, more suffering, more infighting, as a power vacuum always did.
She could feel his insistence, pressing on her. He had been away from the troll world for too long; he didn’t understand.
But she had to release his power, or she would die. Everyone on the station would die, and the unchecked growth would spread across space itself.
She deserved death, didn’t she?
There’s only one person stupid enough to collect a gaggle of losers, outcasts, and freaks into a somehow-functioning hospital.
She smiled through the blood, the sweat, the drying viscera staining her mouth and face. She reached out to touch the jadeblood’s forehead in a crackle of red sparks and violet-white glow.
Queenpin’s furious green eyes went blank.
Ullane fell to her knees, cushioned by the flesh beneath her. 
She slipped away from the world as the entire building shook violently. 
The entire station shuddered on its axis, many thousands of tons of metal halting slightly before continuing their spin around the planet.
A wordless keening, angry yet sorrowful, flooded through its hangar and buildings, every pipe and crevice that threaded beneath where trolls walked its streets. Nowhere could the sound be escaped from, buzzing in the ears of every troll who heard it as a figure ran from the ship he had just flung himself out of. 
What plant life there was among the urbanity burgeoned and twisted, growing several feet longer in seconds, wrapping around troll and building alike. 
The echoes of his swift steps were harsh and discordant and so, so loud as they caused distorted feedback that tangled with the lamentation. 
The Choir had come to Nott.
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secretlysweetmonsters · 6 months
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN 🦇
might not have his insane bod and he’s twice my height but i still loved dressing up as my favorite evil man in his forties🦩💕
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bixels · 4 months
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I watched the original Muppets movies recently.
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smimon · 22 days
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OK. Unplanned but here it is. Giant K series #18: sourffering
And since this fits with today's prompts from bojere week (Cuddling / Finding comfort in one another) so 🥰 happy bojere everyone
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demigods-posts · 7 months
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currently relishing in the fact that percy's status in the rrverse is the equivalent of a celebrity guest-starring on a disney channel tv show. i can just hear the imaginary studio audience going wild anytime he appears on screen lmao
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thiscoldheart · 10 months
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THE BEAR (2.07)
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ovegakart · 11 months
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he fits in great
<first / next>
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they are doing a FANTASTIC job of portraying the gods in this series! dionysus and ares kept their slight silly goofy-ness and "grown children" act but at moments where they get pissed you can literally feel the energy shift and their face changes and in their eyes you see holy shit that is a GOD its exactly how percy describes it in the books i love it
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