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#like i was beating my fists at this one
thqtoneweirdo · 10 months
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how come we finally get new lore after 3 months and i can't even be jumping for joy.
instead i have to narrow my eyes and seethe.
i have to look upon my screen, enraged, as octane's "father" continues to exist.
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ninjautistic · 5 months
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I don't remember this but HOLY FUCKING SHIIIIIITT LLOYD WAS CONFIRMED TO BE AT LEAST 9 YEARS OLD HERE AND HE WAS ABLE TO DO THAT??? JESUS FUCK
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If nothing else Koenma is a Kuwabara stan and I'm right there with him o7 (I need to write the kuwameshi fic that goes with this fr)
#maybe one day i'll write that au i have sitting in my head#ever since the comment he made about making kuwa spirit detective instead ive been thinking about it#like...what if yusuke is still recruited same as canon but like#kuwa was already spirit detective? doing assignments for the guys upstairs and all#and they made yusuke help him after his resurrection instead of going solo#and it's hilarious because they still have the ''rivalry'' set in place so it's like#now i gotta be coworkers with this guy i was in a fist fight with last week?#yusuke is like you can't be serious you want me to fight DEMONS with the guy who cant even beat ME? lmaooo okay#kuwa would be more in tune with his powers atp in this au and super offended like hello#why would i use my reiki on a FELLOW HUMAN CHILD you DICK i can hold my own on my assignments just fine#but he's actually really excited to be able to spend time with yusuke doing something besides getting his ass handed to him#they're both genkai's students (she's endlessly annoyed but they grow on her)#i just think it'd be fun cos like#it'd be harder to exclude kazuma from shit if he's literally been involved in this shit before he even met#kurama and hiei#kuwabara isn't really told about yusuke's resurrection so things go mostly the same up til he's brought back#they're both called to koenma's office and it's the spiderman pointing meme 💀#it's koenma's first time seeing kuwa in person as he usually just sends assignments with botan#yusuke has already seen him cos of the resurrection arc#and koenma is SUCH a fanboy ''kuwabara it's such a pleasure. you know you're my best worker 🥺''#''um urameshi am i seeing things or is that a fuckin baby'' yusuke will NOT stop laughing#it fucks koenma up so bad he makes sure he's in his adult form when he's around kuwa next#cos he wants to be the respected boss but also guy that you can chill with!! he's so cringe#okay yeah i need to write this it's such a fun concept#kuwameshi#yu yu hakusho#kuwabara kazuma#yusuke urameshi#koenma
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muzzleroars · 1 year
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[ultrakill]
so thankful for the 6-2 taunts amen
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meownotgood · 1 year
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i love the idea of aki being really strong without seeming like it especially because of his uniform. manhandling or carrying someone with ease and not breaking a sweat. you never really pay too much attention to it until he rolls up his sleeves and you see his forearms or hands. im drooling.
he definitely doesn't look like it. even when he's out of uniform, he's on the leaner side, he isn't crazy muscular. but aki is a lot stronger than he appears, much more than anyone gives him credit for.
dont forget that he regularly beats up guys from division 2 in boxing matches without even trying... he's really quite tough....
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mo-ok · 3 months
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Tsurugi babying his pitching arm
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oakskull · 1 year
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so ive been playing Hades
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¡Here comes Tisiphone with a steel chair!
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derangedthots · 1 year
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a jacemond fic idea i probably won't do anything with for a good long while but that's been in my docs for over two weeks:
jace is departing from the eyrie, he and vermax momentarily grounded for a flight rest, when he looks up and sees vhagar's shadow blacken the sky. as his uncle dismounts, jace keeps one hand on his sword but half his mind away to his mother's oath.
messengers not warriors. i swear by the seven.
aemond's body is one long line of tension as his gaze meets suspicious brown eyes, and his words are terse. in the forests by the vale, jace's world tips off its axis.
"prince jacaerys velaryon, out of respect for your brotherhood and our shared blood, i came to bear you this news personally. prince lucerys velaryon has died by my hands this day."
OR aemond, his honor, and the breaking of brothers
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ojirocardigansniper · 10 months
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girls will have an eight hour shift tomorrow and start thinking about everything wrong with them at 10pm. im GIRLS
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autumnfangirler · 7 months
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got tagged by @m3k-fhr and @thecryptidenthusiast to use this picrew! this picrew was so cute so of course i did all of my steps and their puppets
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tagging @silvery-bluish @euelios and @gonesoft-ish if any of you are interested?
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roetrolls · 2 years
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Change of Plans
You can’t fathom why anyone would choose to spend their time in Thorezille, protected or not. The place is faker than your sister, and that’s saying something.
The people here seem happy enough, and genuinely so, but something about the entire atmosphere just feels… Manufactured to you. Like a theme park. You’re half expecting to spot some jackass in a mascot suit as you travel down the street.
Kenshe remains silent beside you, putting up no fight as you pull her by the shoulders towards the Gracious Provider’s hive.
Where your father is staying, a surprisingly helpful purpleblood had told you when you arrived, brazenly displaying a pair of shimmering wings that sprouted from her back. 
It’s a wonder Kiyana hasn’t already been issued a preemptive ban from this town.
The mutant had advised you not to bother the patron in his home. He’s having a meeting of some kind, she said, an important matter best kept between family.
Well pull up a chair, Duxile, cause here comes grandson.
You enter without knocking, less out of arrogance and more from the genuine excitement clouding your judgment.
You’re here.
You did it.
And as you burst in on three of the most powerful men in Alternian history, each of their heads turning towards the entrance, it feels like the entire world is looking at you.
Ofidis nearly reaches for his axe when you come galavanting through the door, but he stops short when his gaze falls upon your sign, your horns, your face. Not a threat.
You barely register his movements anyway, your own eyes trained squarely on Zerkev. 
He’s barely surprised long enough to notice, the shock of your intrusion quickly replaced by irritation. You can practically hear him in your head. Look at your behavior! The audacity, to do this here of all places, and–
His eyes widen.
He sees her, and a whole new breed of surprise bubbles to the surface. He can’t believe his eyes. Surely you didn’t. Surely you couldn’t! 
Instantly, Zerkev’s attention is back on you. He looks appreciative. Hell, he looks impressed! When his eyes meet yours, they are alight with something you swear must be pride.
Then Gracious rises to his feet, and all at once, that warmth is gone, vanished before you even had a chance to bask in it. Your own face must look dumbfounded. What happened? Where did it go? How could you fail?
Zerkev’s jaw tightens, frustration rolling over him like a wave. He opens his mouth, and then–
“Mallum. To think this is the first we’ve met.”
Your gaze snaps to Duxile, his gentle eyes masking something sharp and dangerous. You glance at your own father, then back at his, a pit already forming in your stomach. Still, you smile.
“Gracious. It’s an honor.”
Kenshe’s shoulder grazes yours as she shifts her weight, wincing at something only she can feel. The patron regards you thoughtfully, his expression pleasant. 
“A shame that it has taken this long.”
You shrug lightly and shoot him one of your most charming smiles. “Youthful frivolity. It’s a full-time job.”
Zerkev clears his throat, clearly displeased with your flippant humor. You straighten your jacket and keep on grinning.
Tough shit, old man. You’re funny.
Duxile seems to agree, giving you a polite laugh and a warm smile. 
It’d feel nice if it weren’t so artificial.
“How lucky for us, then, that you made time to visit tonight.”
Kenshe fidgets again, and you’re suddenly struck by how strange it is that no one has addressed her yet. Talk about an elephant in the room. What gives? You glance at her, now staring blankly at the wall with a veil of fog obscuring any light behind her eyes. She looks like a ghost. Yeesh.
The shift in your attention takes the conversation with it, as Duxile finally responds to her presence. “Thank you, Mallum, for bringing her here. It is important to me that we track down those who she has taken.”
“...Right.” You both turn your eyes towards your father, who looks about ready to break something. “Zerkev?”
The patron barrels on, now speaking to him. “Her recruitment can wait until Theoci is returned home.”
“Hang on–” You interject, looking between the men.
Zerkev raises a palm to you, not even glancing your direction. “Of course,” he grits.
“What? No! That’s not-”
“Mallum.”
“Dad, you can’t just–”
“Mallum.”
“This is bullshit!”
Zerkev shoots out of his seat, slamming his hands on the table in front of him. “MALLUM. OUTSIDE. NOW.”
You jump, startled by his sudden intensity, and swing your gaze helplessly around the room, searching fruitlessly for anyone who may take your side. No luck, obviously.
Your father storms past you and out the door, cape floating on the air behind him. With no other option, you clench your fists and follow. He’s waiting for you just outside, face stern and arms crossed.
“Why are you letting him take her?” You demand, gesturing back towards the hive.
He ignores your question, instead hitting you with one of his own. “What were you thinking?”
“I’m sorry? What was I thinking? I found Kenshe. I subdued her–”
“And you brought her here? To a town you have never set foot in, where you know nothing of how things are run–”
“I brought her to you!”
“You should have called me. You are always acting on impulse! Now look where it’s gotten you.”
“Just tell him no!” You exclaim, exasperated. “He can’t just hold her here!”
“He can. Now that she is here? It is a given,” Zerkev hisses, his disappointment crashing over you like a wave, knocking the air from your lungs.
“What then?” Your voice is small. Smaller than you’d like. You clear your throat and try again, more brazen this time. “You’re just gonna roll over and let him tell you what to do?”
“Are you really so comfortable disrespecting your own parents–”
“I don’t disrespect Marina.”
“–that you expect the same of me?”
“What are you talking about?” You balk at him. “He just disrespected you! Us! Me!”
“Drop it,” he warns, voice low. “You made this bed. Do not whine when you are made to lie in it.”
“This isn’t fair,” you peep.
“No, Mallum. It is not.” He turns around and marches back inside, stopping only to shoot you another stern look over his shoulder. “If you choose to rejoin us, I expect you to act your age.”
You stare after him, utterly baffled, breathing heavily as you struggle to quell your rage. This isn’t right. This isn’t how it was meant to go. You force your fingers to unfurl, releasing fists you didn’t know you were clenching.
No. 
No! 
Let the old bastard catch her himself if he wants her so bad! None of this would have happened without you. It was your charm, your mind, your plan. Who are they to take it from you?
Fuck it. You’re not going to take this sitting down. No, you’re gonna make them sorry. You’re gonna send those geezers back to square one.
Redivi Duxile stole your win.
You’re going to steal her back.
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byakugoseal · 1 year
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Tag & Verse dump: 
**Revamped Verses & New Verses!
**Not sure I like Saku’s magic for her FT verse so new ideas highly welcomed!
TW: DEATH MENTION!
Fairy Tail: Sakura was born in a small village on the Eastern Continent known as Uzushiogakure before immigrating to Ishgar, having fled her home village due to war and unrest in the land. When she first arrived on Ishgar soil she moved to Tuly Village as it was the closest she would come to recreating what she lost when her own village was destroyed. Eventually, in X783 she move into a small apartment in Magnolia. She is a ground combatant type mage who specializes in an ancient magic known as Ninpō Sōzō Saisei — Byakugō no Jutsu. This magic is indicated by the purple rhombus on her forehead, when she uses her magic long black lines steam from her forehead that emanated a light purple glow. This magic greatly enhances her strength and combines with earth magic. 
Tag:  ✧ ・ ° ・↣ ❛plunge the knife; bare my soul; scrape my ribs; ❜(fairy tail verse)
One Piece: Sakura grew up in the West Blue in a country called Toroa, prior to setting sail on her own her parents were killed in an altercation with pirates. That feeling of helplessness she felt as a young girl is what drove her to what to be able to heal others. She  is doctor through and through, however, she can defend herself with the best of them. Though her temperament is soft and she prioritizes the patient over all else she will result to violence if the need arises. There is a bounty out on her head for punching a Marine through the side of a bar out onto the street — despite her beauty and grace she has immense physical strength. Despite being out on the run she has yet to join a pirate crew but rather travels the seas offering medical aid to anyone she comes across who is in need. She is not the type of person to with hold medical care from anyone regardless of their ability to pay her or not, that is not what is important to her. 
Tag:  ✧ ・ ° ・↣ ❛on days when the sky's painted grey i feel like there's nothing worth forgiving ❜(one piece verse)
REVAMPED VERSES:
KNY -   Sakura was raised as a kunoichi, being trained under Senju Tsunade. Through rigorous training, she developed immense strength — able to shatter the earth with a punch. Her teacher taught her the art of healing, knowing she needed to pass down everything she knew to her promising student. At a very young age, her parents were killed by demons, and this filled her heart with rage because she was helpless to do anything to save them. Tsunade began instructing her in the ancient and long-forgotten art of sun breathing. However, she has yet to master this art and instead focuses on learning fire breathing. One thing that she perfected and mastered from her teacher was the Byakugō no In. This seal is a small purple rhombus-shaped mark on her forehead. She spent over three years studying under Tsunade before embarking on her own journey, searching for the demon responsible for killing her parents — Kaguya Ōtsutsuki. She has a long way to go before she can call herself a master of anything but her strength and healing abilities speak for themselves. Before leaving on her journey, Tsunade gifted her a sword forged in the Shikkotsu Forest.
BNHA - Sakura was born to parents who were civilians without quirks, neither one of them particularly special in either way. However, Sakura was born with immense strength and a purple rhombus marking the center of her forehead. Unsure of how to raise their daughter, they left her in the care of Senju Tsunade. Tsunade taught her how to harness her strength and use it for anything but villainy. It wasn’t until years later that her quirk began to manifest in a new way — hands that would emanate a soft green glow and allow her to heal any wound. This can also be used to harm others by pinpointing integral parts of the body (major organs, blood vessels, etc.).  However, despite the soft temperament of a healer, she also has great rage within her bones. She has a rage for being left behind by her parents without another word. They left her not because they were afraid of her but because they simply did not know how to raise someone with a quirk. They wanted her to have a life they simply could not provide when she activated her quirk, long black lines steam from her forehead that emanated a light purple glow. When she pushes herself, these lines spread across her body — though not without leaving her in a very weakened state once she stops using the quirk that can both heal and destroy. Her quirk takes a great toll on her body, leaving her powerless until she has time to recover.
Bleach -  While her skills and abilities in healing might make her better suited for the Yonbantai, she has been assigned to the Onmitsukidō. She was born in a small village known as Konohagakure when she was alive. She always thought of herself as a true ninja, though she could hardly call herself such. She was the weakest shinobi on her team and a kunoichi who excelled in her studies due to her intelligence though she lacked physical strength. It wasn’t until she was training under Tsunade that she found strength and a wealth of knowledge in healing.
Sakura would die on the battlefield during the war and be sent down to the Sakahone district. It wouldn’t be long before she found herself studying in the academy and fighting tooth and nail to prove her worth as a Shinigami. Having spent a few years in Onmitsukidō Sakura, she seeks to join the Yonbantai to continue to heal others as she had done in life. Sakura’s Zanpakutō is a Kidō-Type blade named Ōkashō. In its sealed form, it is a Nodachi. Though it took her many years, she had achieved both Shikai and Bankai forms for her beloved  Ōkashō.
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croakings · 1 year
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do you guys remember when people wrote books primarily linearly and in one single pov. holding my hand to a rain-battered window staring dead-eyed into the stormy darkness. i remember.
#*#complaining#I GET IT i get it i understand BUT. wailing and sobbing and beating the ground with my fists. SO MANY BOOKS NOWADAYS ARE JUST. SO DISJOINTED#this is so old man yells at cloud of me but i wish people built suspense and tension by doing ANYTHING but yanking us away from what was#just happening. something something attention spans something something gratification something something marvel-ization of media something#something the commodification and standardization of art/expression something something#LIKE EVERYTHING FEELS SO FREEZE FRAME CUT AWAY ACTION-MOVIE STAGED AND EXECUTED I JUST.#things don't have to be ''punchy'' PUBLISHERS i am THROTTLING you with my MIND#LIKE. not even to be a grade a hater about this because /i/ also frequently do 2 povs#BUT YOU CAN DO IT WITHOUT LIKE. FRACTURING YOUR NARRATIVE YA KNOW. Y'KNOW?????#god i hate consuming media............. STOP STOP YOU'RE PRYING MY ENGAGEMENT AWAY LIKE FINGERS OFF THE EDGE OF A CLIFF#anyway#i like reading.... i like reading!!!!!!!!! but oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my god.#like. even the straightforward i-am-telling-you-this-story-from-point-a-to-b ones seem to feel the need to be like. BUT THERE ARE THINGS IM#NOT TELLING YOU....... *HORROR MOVIE THERE-IS-GOING-TO-BE-A-JUMPSCARE MUSIC PLAYS BUT WITH PLOT*#like you do NOT have to... this is twitter's fault‚ somehow#SO MANY BOOKS NOWADAYS ARE LIKE. just in case you forgot i am a book. with Plot. and you..... have to read me to KNOW the plot. ahahahaha!!#like please i know can we just. get on with that. god.#i'm probably not putting this well but does anyone know what i'm talking about. it's killing me.#something something reading comprehension i guess also.#sobbing. i'm trying to read priory of the orange tree and it's like. jesus christ.#ITS NOT THAT IT'S A BAD BOOK i am Not saying that it's that like. i would simply like to read it. and as soon as Something happens we have#to go somewhere else where something else will happen that we will also just leave immediately. like.#can we dracula daily plot. can we just have the option to rearrange books into smoother chunks. can i live‚ unburdened#double anyway#sometimes wheni get tired of writing i read to revitalize The Brain but. this is making me the joker.#SOCIETY.........
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warriorfujoshi · 11 months
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listen I may not actively have watched any airing rider since approximately the dawn of the reiwa era (sorry for being a geezer) but I am a kamen rider fan FIRST and all else SECOND I see something where characters awaken powers (bonus: powered gear) through emotions, I pog and go hoooooooly shit it’s just like kamen rider. I see someone who’s depressed still decide to fight for others I go holy shit this guy has no dreams but can still protect them. When a character has monstrous powers foisted upon them and despite it all they choose to use them for good. Despite said powers perhaps even turning them into a monster. I go hell yeah. Kamened Rider. I need you to know, this informs everything I’ve ever made or enjoyed. Ever. Ever ever.
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rosaacicularis · 2 years
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Literally!! They’re like “I could kill you but I’d rather cut off my own hands before they could harm you.” Now I don’t think them kissing would’ve made them any better(it probably would’ve made them worse tbh) but I still think they should’ve
it would’ve made one hundred times worse <3 …. because it’s just another thing they can depend upon each other for….. love, feeling loved, being loved, loving while the very act of it burns them up inside…… they are wholly each other’s and never their own……
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probablyjustamagpie · 2 years
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i wish the kids in my class didn’t reduce me to tears but it always happens. it always happens
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