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#might turn this into a fic
crestapex · 3 months
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Okay but imagine that you’ve fought alongside Ghost and have been friends with him for years before 141, and fast forward to today and you’re on a mission with Soap and occasionally he’ll slip in a little flirty comment or joke every now and again
And then Ghost is on the other end like “focus, sergeant 😒” cause he’s gettin a little jealous, let alone the fact Johnny was put on this mission with you and not him
And you’re just kinda standing there trying to complete the mission like “what’s the problem he‘s just being nice???🧍‍♀️”
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soulkeeper801 · 3 months
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nayeon x f!reader
“you look so pretty rolling your eyes like that,” nayeon growls as she presses herself on you, her fingers picking up the pace, making you throw your head back, “so pretty for me,” she whispers through gritted teeth, “no one else,” she continues, as her lips find their way to your pulse point, your hips thrust against her hands when she nips at your skin, drawing a familiar smirk on her face, “only mine”.
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redtippedfox · 1 month
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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!
Old followers remember my Akuma! Adrien Eros design! For this Valentine’s Day I decided to bring him back! I even wrote a small snipet! I know by the time I upload this it’s gonna be late but I had a pretty busy day and I am just glad that I was able to even finish this!
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She couldn’t see anything, Eros’s wings were covering her, she couldn’t see, she couldn’t hear. All she could feel was Adrien’s-no…Eros’s magic trying to transform her, make her surrender to his power. Become what he wanted her to become. The intense feeling of his love was like a noose around her neck, suffocating and sweet. Oh god it was so sweet and warm and it…She was suffocating, she needed air but if she desired air she would have to give in.
Marinette tried to claw at the golden armor of her lover-no! Her friend! He wasn’t her lover! He was her friend! He made that clear that he wasn’t in love with Marinette!
Yes he is, you can have his love if you just give in
Her fingers pulled and scraped against the metallic metal as Eros squeezed tighter, his golden armor shining as bright as the sun. She can feel Adrien’s breath, he’s chuckling, he waiting.
Waiting for her to stop fighting and just surrender
Marinette lets out a muffled cry as another wave of love slams into her, his feathers so soft and comforting, so tempting to just surrender and see the sun again.
He is the sun, you can see him again if you just stop fighting
“Adrien please.” She begs, his wings shift, becoming tighter as he buries his face into her hair. “Please, let me go…Adrien!”
Marinette can’t tell which Miraculous is being used, Juliation, Passion, Pretension? It’s strong, familiar, it might be Diazzi or Ziggy. Orikko could work to but he can’t do anything with love for those concepts belonged to others.
“Adrien, you have to let go! Please! You’ve been Akumatized, this isn’t what you want!” She tries to pull his real self out, but the wings fold in more, Adrien’s head shifts from his place in her hair.
You are what he wants, just give him what he wants, he just wants you
As she struggled Marinette could remember how quickly Adrien had given into Monarchs control, one minute Lila had been whispering something to him, the Akuma sank into his ring and the next he was Eros, flying high into the sky and the diving down, grabbing Marinette and trapping her in his wings.
He learned the truth, he knows you love him, he loves you too…so why fight when he knows?
Marinette couldn’t breathe
He’ll be your oxygen, just give in
Marinette couldn’t see
He’ll be your eyes, just give in
She wanted it to stop!
She needed it to stop! She had to transform! She had to save him!
You can save him by loving him
No! She needed to get out! She needed to-
“Marinette please…just give in…just let me love you the way you did all those years ago”
His voice is the same but it’s weak, it’s vulnerable, it’s needy…it’s full of love.
She gives in
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Marinette intakes her first breath of air, her vision reappears as the soft wings gracefully open up, she feels lighter. Eros’s wings flair out revealing the world around them has changed, it’s prettier and softer. Marinette feels dizzy for a few seconds as he sees the rest of her legs transformed. Her pants and slippers gone as a light pink dress replaces her original clothes.
“There we go, isn’t that better? It feels good to give in rather than fight it.” Adrien chuckles as he looks down at Marinette, his face beaming brightly almost as bright as his halo that resides on his head.
Marinette doesn’t say anything as her conscious is drowned by the loving feeling.
Eros smiles and holds her tight.
“I love you Marinette.”
“Say you love me too”
Marinette gives in.
“I love you too…Adrien.”
Eros has found his Psyche and he doesn’t plan on letting her go.
He’ll make sure she stays
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thisisnotkitty · 5 months
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omg what would ness and mike’s first date be?!
im SO GLAD you asked
-i think that mike would want to take ness to a fancy restaurant but a) ness already works at a diner so mike’s worried that he wouldn’t want to eat out and b) do u really think mike can afford that lmao
-mike is probably freaking out about this w vanessa meanwhile vanessa’s like “im sure he’d love to go anywhere with you” and mikes like “okay but that’s not helpful WHERE should we go”
-the thing is mike wants to make sure that its a very special date. they’ve technically gone out before but usually with abby third wheeling. ness doesn’t mind and mike adores his little sister but he also kinda wants some alone time with his boyfriend okay?
-he does some research and there’s a historical museum a little ways out so on a day where vanessa can take care of abby and ness has a day off he takes them there
-ness doesn’t know where they’re going. mike insisted on planning the date by himself and just told ness it’d be a surprise
-lo and behold DINOSAUR MUSEUM
-(i tried to do research and if we’re taking the movie to be set in montana this museum is there and apparently has “one of the largest collections of dinosaur archeological remains” woahhh)
-ness is absolutely SPEECHLESS so mike thinks he doesn’t like it at first so he’s scrambling to make it better lmao
-hes all “it was a stupid idea, sorry. if u want we can just explore what they have around here im sure there’s like a coffee shop or something” and ness is like “mike for the love of god please shut up I LOVE IT”
-they go in and have a BLAST
-ness bc he definitely went through a dinosaur phase. he’s pointing at different models and telling mike all about them and what time period they were from etc etc
-mike is having a great time just listening to ness. does he know whats going on? no. could he tell u the difference between a velociraptor and an oviraptor? absolutely not. but he loves hearing ness talk so he’s more than happy to smile and listen.
-when they reach the giftshop he has to physically hold ness back from buying like 20 plushes thought lmao
-when ness is turned away sulking mike buys him one. he doesn’t know anything about dinosaurs and couldn’t tell you the names of any of them but he noticed ness getting particularly excited at this one exhibit so he took note of the frills around the dinosaurs neck and picks that one out of the plushes (its a dilophosaurus bc i personally think they’re cool)
-he also buys a coloring book for abby
-ness LOVES IT and then he shows mike that he also secretly bought something from the gift shop !
-its a keychain bc he knows mike’s kinda a sentamentalist and like to keep small memorabilia of things so he figured he’d want something to remember the date by and ness is like “do you like it?” eyes shining with anticipation
-mike, trying desperately not to cry: yeah
-suddenly ness is like OH! and scares mike out of his socks
-ness pulls out a puzzle from his bag and is like “this is for abby!” and mikes like “how am i so lucky” rahhh
-ness takes great care of his new plush and always gently places him in the middle of the bed once he makes it. (the first time mike comes over and sees it he tears up and ness teases him about it)
-mike also carries the keychain everywhere he goes (once he thought he lost it and made a mess turning the house upside down to try to find them. turns out abby had just borrowed the keys to open up something (she couldnt find the scissors) and forgot to put them back lmao)
sooo much brainrot i love them sm please keep sending prompts to feed the brainworms
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ya-zz · 5 months
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Ramattra Drabble
“Your usual?”
“My… usual?”
The omnic then proceeds to recite your drink order, ingredient by ingredient, size and temperature. Exactly the way you liked it.
He remembered. While yes he knew all the drinks and bakes, everything on the menu, he remembered your order specifically.
“Yes, my usual.”
When the airy laugh escapes you, his circuits warmed and he immediately went to prepare your order. He memorised your schedule too. You’d always be there in the morning and then roughly the same time in the evening.
“There you are.” He hands the cup over to you. “This one is on me.”
“Oh!” The gesture, while sweet, was surprising. “Thank you,” you glance at his name badge, “Ramattra.”
“My pleasure.” His tone was light, friendly. He tilts his head as if to mimic a smile. “Have a good day.”
You nod in response with a gentle smile. “You too!”
Ramattra watches you leave the building, already anticipating your return in the coming hours.
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certified-trinket · 27 days
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smiles menacingly. okay so. taking ideas but i have a rough idea of whats gonna happen basically its post-portal 2 but for silly reasons wheatley is still in aperture (hes probab;y going to give shity relationship advice to chell and glados (they will both take it to heart)) its been a while (at least a few years) since the ending and aperture is actually back to a functioning science facility (people!! some cores are functioning again!!) and theyre hiring. youll never guess who waltzes into glados's chamber one day becuase she got hired as her technician..
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queenzee27 · 6 months
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365 Days re-imagined
Athena Martines used to be a normal struggling girl going to college and trying to live her life until her mother spontaneously got married to an Italian gangster; And damn it the man is fine, but so is his rival...
Warning: smut. Just porn with plot. This has an OC.
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Athena wondered how she got here, standing at the alter as her mother's bridesmaid, along with a few of her good friends, tears in their eyes as they both admired and envied her mother, Ramona getting married to apperently the love of her life.
Massimo Torricelli.
One of the most handsome men they have all seen in their lives. Only a year of Ramona dating this man and Boom! Getting married in the most beautiful wedding chapels in Sicelli and saying her 'I do's with a happy smile as she finally got to kiss her man to the hooting and hollering of their audience, mostly distant relatives and old college friends Ramona still kept in touch with, and their teenage children who were just happy to be in another country and post photos of it on Instagram!
Though Athena couldn't help accidentally meeting the eyes of her new father as he pulled away from her mother's lips. His dark gaze fixed on her for a fraction of a second, eyes quickly darting towards her; not that her bridesmaids dress was anything too scandalous... At least she didn't think so. Since she was the youngest in the group of brides maids who wore golden pink thin strapped mermaid tail dresses, Athena was given a pale pink- almost salmon- two piece thin strap bralette with a matching choker with a diamond dangling from it, a high waist maxi skirt that had a wide open slit on her right leg and matching heels with diamond detailing on the straps of it. Her hair was styled in side swept dreadlocks with gold bands decorating it. Captured with a smoky eye and rose pink lipstick on her freckled face.
She looked pretty. Something to look at and admire. Though she had to admit the skirt did accentuate All her curvy assets and hip dips. But that was unimportant!
So maybe having Massimo look at her the way he did made her a bit flushed; which wouldn't be the first. Ever since they met at the airport with her mother in tow, Athena felt that her stepfather was Hella fine and her mother hit the jackpot, but also he was an intimidating man. And he knew it!
Reception came along as they held it in that chapels garden and Athena was standing aside letting her mother shine like the fairy tail bride she was, greeting some of Massimo's guests, clinging to his arm oh so fondly that it put a smile on Athena's face to see her mother so happy for once. Gone were the days her mother denounced romance and men all together now that she had rich man to take care of her. And as far as Athena has seen of Massimo and his personality, he didn't seem like he'd be the violent bastard she and her mother were always subjected to through her mother's past boyfriends and her own father.
So she has nothing to worry about...
Right...?
"mi scusi signora" someone spoke as Athena turned to see a very handsome man smiling down at her holding two glasses of champagne. He was tall, tanned with short hair, almost in a buzzcut sort of style and the most vibrant greenish blue eyes she's ever seen, they made her lose her train of thought for moment
Were all man in this country just cut outs of models?!
"Sembravi che avessi bisogno di compagnia, spero non ti dispiaccia" he said as he held out one of the glasses that she accepted graciously "thank you, that's sweet of you"
"Oh right...American. sorry I assumed a flower as flawless as you was Italian- my mistake"
Oh he was smooth. Acting like he didn't see her standing literally behind her mother in that damn chapel. But none the less Athena smiled at his compliment and sipped her champagne "may I ask your name, principessa?" The stranger asked, never looking at anything but her. Even when music started playing or people started gathering on the dancefloor cheering- Athena knew at least almost all her cousins were on that dancefloor showing off. But still even than the man never looked away from her.
Like he was taking in every detail of her to memory
"I'm Athena. And who might you be?" Athena asked as she sipped her champagne again, finding it hard to look away from the man now as he spoke. His accent making him sound that much more attractive "My name is Marcelo Matos, but everyone calls me Nacho" he introduced himself, taking a hold of her right hand and kissed her knuckles gently. Hiding a smile behind her soft skin at the soft gasp she let out a the feel of his lip before he lowered her hand down, but never letting it go "Well, Nacho it's nice to meet you- are you a friend of Massimo?" Athena asked as Marcelo finally looked away from her, looking behind him at Massimo who'd still been talking to some of his guards, Athena's mother long since walked off to her friends as they cheered and gossiped. Gushing over her dress, her wedding, her husband.
"My father is somewhat an associate of his..." He answered loosely. As if he'd tell the female he snuck for his father's benefit.
"Come, walk with me so we can talk more" Marcelo offered as Athena blinked in confusion for a moment before nodding her head, quickly looking back at the party going on to make sure everything was still ok before Marcelo led her away from the party as they re-entered the empty chapel and found a room; an office of sorts that probably belonged to the priest and stepped inside. Marcelo taking caution as he locked the door while Athena went and sat on the plush grey couch in corner of the couch.
Heart hammering in her chest in anticipation. Hoping what she thought gonna happen, was happening. It's been a long while since she enjoyed herself or had a decent amount of good dick; And that's surpringly a long while.
A whole year to be exact!
"I hope you're comfortable, Athena" Marcelo smiled politely as he moved over, unbuttoning the buttons of his grey suit jacket as he sat down beside her, leaving just enough space to be respectful in case she wished to get up and leave. He might be a spying bastard, but he still had morals. And he didn't want Athena to be uncomfortable or feel unsafe around him.
"I am. Though before this conversation carries on, I'd like to know where it'll lead? Like I don't want to get the wrong idea or get my hopes up- like you are... Very attractive; God has blessed you" Athena began to ramble
And Marcelo couldn't help but smile at her words, responding with a good natured "Grazie" at her compliment while she carried on
"And with an attractive man such yourself, a girls gotta be careful with her expectations; I've been disappointed and misread signals before- which has been...very embarassing; men are confusing-..."
Athena gasped as Marcelo wordlessly leaned in and planted his lips on hers. Effectively randering her silent as he kissed her. Her tasted of champagne and strawberry candy as he ran his tongue across it, long since deepened their kiss, backing away slightly to teasingly bite her lower lip, letting out a soft chuckle at the sound of her whimper as their eyes finally met.
Damn he could kiss!
Athena was breathless as she watched Marcelo shift until she was laying back on the couch with him kneeling over her, caged between his legs and arms holding him up above her as he spoke
"My intentions, il mio piccolo fiore, is to leave this party having fucked you within an inch of your life so you never forget me when I leave"
Oh dear Lord that sounded so good...
And her dampening panties and throbbing pussy agreed whole heartedly with that fact!
"That...yeah. mhmm. I'd like that, all of that-...!" Again Marcelo silence her adorable rambling as he kissed her, his left hand leaving the couch to carass and tease her breast through the silk fabric of her bralette, feeling her nipples pebble in response to his touch, his knee slowly spreading her thighs open as her leg peaked out the slit of her skirt, her beautiful thick thigh on display as his hand rubbed and pinched it, his fingers teasing the lines of her stretch marks with nothing short of adoration for them while his lips lowered down to her neck. Letting her be free to moan softly at the mercy of his touch.
While also silently looking up at the ceiling, painted beautifully with a tepastry of angels and a clear blue sky; reminding her that she was in a Holy place, doing Unholy things with a man she didn't even know- and the feel of his hands slipping into her skirt and shifting her black lace thong to the side made her forget about it all as his fingers teased her engorged clit and shaved pussy lips. Making her whimper and widen her legs for him
"You're so wet for me...my fingers a drenched in your juices already" Marcelo groaned, biting his bottom lip as his fingers dipped into her fluttering open while Athena looked up at him in embarassment "I'm...s-sorry...fuck...Its embarassing when it happens" she moaned softly as his two fingers turned to three, spreading her open while reading her G-spot, eyes never leaving her face as it contorted in pleasure, her hands gripping the backs of the armrest as she moaned for him "There is nothing to apologise for... In fact it turns me on even more knowing I made you this wet" Athena gasped as she felt his lips on her inner thigh, dripping wet with her essence as she looked down at him. Her skirt practically pulled all the way up to her waist while his finger still buried deep inside her.
She has never met a man who was unbothered by her... issue. Whenever she got too aroused she always got this wet, and the men she'd been with always complained that she was too wet and they couldn't stay inside too long! It was refreshing to her Marcelo no give a damn, but know he was turned on by it.
If the large bulge pressing against his dress pants was anything to go by. And fuck was it thick and long!
"M-Marcelo...please..." She began to plead, but her voice caught in her throat as his mouth sucked her clit making her close her legs around his face on instinct. Her body arching of the couch as she moan. His moans vibrating through her sensetive nub while his fingers twisted and thrusted inside her. His tongue flicking and teasing her clit it practically throbbed in his mouth while her pussy clenched on his fingers.
A knot was forming in her stomach, growing tighter the more Marcelo teased her and played her body like a violin.
"Marcelo...fuck...fuck wait....T-Too much...!" The knot came with an all too familiar feel that had Athena's eyes crossing and her hands shooting down between her thighs to try push him off. But Marcelo quickly her wrists with his free hand, undeterred by her thighs suffocating him, and laid them against her stomach while he continued. Slurping and sucking and thrusting his fingers faster as her legs began to tremble to her oncoming orgasm that had tears gathering in the corner of her eyes
And try as she might to hold back, anything to not let that feeling take over, Marcelo was having none of it as he softly bit her clit and suck on it, and that...had Athena losing her resolve as she cried to the heavens, her body convulsing as she began to squirt, leaving Marcelo, his shirt and the couch drenched in her wetness, but even then his tongue slipped inside her pussy to drink it all down until her body stopped shaking and her moans died down
"Oh God...Marcelo..." The female whimpered as she felt the male come up for air, finally, a triumphant smile on his glistening face as he licked his lips "I hope you don't think I'm done with you, la mia piccola puttana" he began to unbuckled his belt, eyes still on Athena's desheveled form as he pulled his painfully hard cock out, stroking it with her juices left on his fingers as he settled between her legs once more. Bringing her in for a kiss as she felt his engorged tip pressing into her opening, making her moan against his lips
"per favore, fanculo a me..." Athena begged against his lips as he groaned, unable to stop himself as he pressed into her, letting her take in every single inch of him without reprieve as she moaned and whimpered, her beautifully manicured nails clawing at his clothed back. Both moaning in unison when he finally bottomed out "you sound so beautiful when you speak Italian..." Marcelo whispered breathlessly as he began to thrust slowly. Moving his hips expertly, making her toes curl in her heels as he found her G-spot with ease "...Makes me want to fuck you that much hard"
With that Marcelo began to fuck her harder and deeper, still keeping it slow yet powerful and passionate. His eyes never once leaving Athena's glowing face as she moaned his name. "Parlerò in qualsiasi lingua tu voglia finché non ti fermi" Athena whimpered as Marcelo growled softly and began to pick up speed. Practically fucking her into the couch as he felt her getting wetter and tighter around his cock.
"You must feel like such a whore, getting fucked at your own mother's wedding, no?" Athena moaned as her pussy clenched in response. She'd forgotten all about where the hell she was, why wouldn't she when Marcelo was fucking her so good?
"Marcelo...I'm gonna cum..." Athena gasped out, surprised that she was already so close, so quickly, feeling him sit on his knees and press her thighs back and wide so he could pile drive into her pussy, reaching even deeper in this position and it had her screaming in pleasure this time
"That's it...moan louder so everyone knows you're getting slit open on my cock. Moan for me, principessa" Marcelo groaned, his cock throbbing within her walls, also about to cum as he watched her legs tremble once more. Fuck he loved how the trembling made her thighs shake so beautifully against his grasp while she threw her head back, moaning loudly as she began to cum.
Every tight throbbing of her pussy just had his dick in a chokehold until he moaned loudly in came inside her. His body practically shaking as he quickly gripped the armrest on the couch to steady himself. A soft whimper, that made Athena's pussy clench, left his lips as he recovered. Both panting as they tried regaining what was left of their soils after leaving their bodies from that Earth shattering orgasm.
A knock at the door broke the two from their daze as Athena's eyes shot open "Signorina Martins, è lì?" Came a voice behind the door while the handle began to jiggle, trying to open the door "I think that's your stepfather's security" Marcelo whispered as Athena looked up at him in panic, gasping as he pulled out of her. Eyes drifting to her dripping cunt while he quickly put himself back in his pants "Signorina Martins, è lì? va tutto bene?" More incessant jiggling and knocking came as Athena quickly got up from the couch her legs practically jello as she fixed herself. Shifting her panties back into place while lowering her skirt "umm...I'm ok! Hanging on just a minute!" She called out to the security guard, looking back at Marcelo as he got off the couch and wrapped his arm around her waist and brought her in for a kiss that left her practically pressing against him as she whimpered against his lips
"Careful, I might end up bending you over against that door and fuck you while he listens" Marcelo whispered, biting his lip as he felt her practically shiver against him. No doubt pressing those plush thighs together to sooth the ache "Signorina Martins!" That quickly pulled Athena back to Earth as she forced herself away from Marcello's embrace and hurried to the door while he hid behind it and opened it, smiling politely at the paniced guard who peaked into the room from above her head before looking at her "um..sorry to worry you. Needed a few Holy minutes to myself" Athena apologised as she slid past the man and quickly left to rejoin the party.
Leaving a very pleased and pleasure stricken Marcelo standing behind the door still. Eyes looking at the wetness they'd left on that poor couch, feeling himself stir in his pants as he licked his lips; making a promise that he'd do anything to see her again.
Even if it may cost him his life.
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ftmsteveraglan · 4 months
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rewatched scream and i can't stop thinking about giving william afton a murder husband. like, if there's one thing i enjoy more than dominant william, it's lapdog william who only bows to his partner
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b00knerd1o1 · 9 months
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I can totally see Gwen getting into a fight with her dad and going out in costume specifically so that she can mess with him as Spider-Woman.
Gwen as Spider-Woman: (Webs her dad to a wall) That's for earlier! Captain Stacy: I just got here. What earlier are you talking about?
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satorugs · 6 months
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au where megumi is the one infected by tsumiki’s curse instead, and he’s in the coma and everyone’s so unsure and scared for him. this would have a bigger impact on gojo, his first student having been swept from under his protection so easily and tsumiki? she wouldn’t be able to recover, not mentally at least. she’d drive herself crazy with the ideal that, “maybe i could’ve saved him, maybe i could’ve prevented that”. so, she joins jujutsu tech and just like toji she has no cursed energy and she’s using cursed weapons. you’d think that would make her close with maki, but no.
despite maki’s attempts at friendship, tsumiki wants nothing to do with her because she’s a zenin, and zenins have done nothing but hurt her and those she loved. and now? she’s gojos prodigy, his star student and excellent cursed weapon user, almost on par with maki. she’s the one he takes on missions. she’s the one he trusts most. she’s the one who set to execute itadori if he can’t. she’s grade one, she’s strong. all because she drove herself mad with the grief of her cursed brother, and is taking everyone else down this path with her. tsumiki would make the grounds shake and seas overflow if it meant she got to have her baby brother back.
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cupowhale · 4 days
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This was a side project that I had going for a little bit, but this is a scenario in the splatoon2 octo expansion type of deal
But this is a traditional piece done by color pencils and pen!
(Might’ve gotten inspired to write about this, so look out for it)
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Chosen has Fallen
Cyllene watches the young man, and he watches right back. 
There’s a caution in his amber eyes, eyes much too old for the sixteen year old who bears them. He watches her like she’s the enemy. Watches her like he’s waiting for her to lash out. Watches her like she’s a ghost. 
Like she’s familiar.
Even if she wanted to, his beast of a Pikachu would kill her before she had the chance. 
At first glance, Cyllene had been sure the boy had a Raichu draped over his shoulders. A Raichu that looked so at home wrapped around this human. The beast was massive, and dwarfed Akari’s Pikachu as if it was a Pichu. The two didn’t even seem to be the same species. 
This Pikachu was a hulking, narrow-eyed, scarred thing, battle wounds worn like the stars Cyllene so seldomly bequeathed. Old, odd red scars burned a long-healed pattern into its flesh, circles with branching lines situated on its forehead and stomach. The fur on its tail had been worn away over time, now a razor’s edge raised in warning.  
Its cheeks sparked red with cursed lightning. 
The boy wasn’t much better. 
His flimsy clothes did nothing to hide the array of old injuries; lacerations, burns, gouges, bites, and a particularly harsh lichtenberg figure that carved through his right palm and up his arm. 
How could this boy bear all the brutality of Pokémon and still treat this monstrous Pikachu as a brother? How could he be so calm with Laventon’s three research subjects so lovingly wrapped around his legs, or cradled in his arms? 
Cyndaquil’s flames could erupt without warning, scorching the boy’s leg in seconds. 
Oshawott could take its scalchop and slash through his achilles tendon, crippling him without a thought.
Rowlet was so close to his throat, it could tear through the skin and muscle and vasculature and there’d be no time to save him. 
Instead of fear, the boy's cautious expression would deepen to sadness when he looked at them. Standing there like these beasts were old friends.
He stood there like his life wasn’t in the hands of others.
Cyllene was wary.
This boy falls from the sky, no word on his origins or how he came to be here, just that he had Fallen from Heaven’s Fracture. 
This was an omen, she knew. An omen for better or for worse, and it was up to her to decide if Jubilife Village’s fate would rest on his shoulders. Give this Fallen free range over her home and risk the sky’s wrath? Or cast him out, and risk forsaking the cure so mercifully proffered?   
In the end, she could only test him. 
And in the end, she could only show Ashura his new home.
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soulkeeper801 · 3 months
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nayeon looks like the kind of girl who would never settle down but come back to you every once in a while just to make sure you’re not over her
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sakialumei · 8 months
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they're just words at the end of the day
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scribbyizback · 2 months
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um I'm shadowbanned so I'll have to rb this once that gets fixed but anyways had an idea and it keeps growing so have my bare bones of an idea
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um ok rambles now under the cut bcuz I said so
SO UM. I DONT REMEMBER WHO. but someone had an au where the dca had a music box and a windup thing. so I thought. huh. cool. and moved on
actually I didn't. it turned into a 'what if their main function was to be a music box?' which I've kinda abandoned. but it's still where this all branched out from.
so I had to figure out what would fit their theme and still need music boxes. so I thought of moon being the sound system for a carousel, bcuz of hw2, and then sun being a theater character that used music in his shows. he's still under debate, because carousels are so much more fun
Apparently, the(traditional) sound system for a carousel is called a calliope. pronounce it however you want I haven't figured it out either lol. but I decided to turn him into a calliope, which is where we start getting to what I drew above the cut. I've been very off and on about having him be the calliope or run it, or even be both, which I think might become the outcome
and so centaurs have popped up one or two times on my dash. so why don't we make a doodle of him being a centaur sorta thing? like where people make everyday things into creatures. yeah. my thought process is everywhere here, and I apologize. So I'm thinking about how Moon could handle the calliope while he's attached to it, via a small platform that rolls from side to side with help from a conveyor belt. so. he can still have legs I guess. if he's good. they'll attach the same way he attaches to the platform.
haven't started working on sun or clothes yet but stick around lmao.
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fan-therapy · 1 year
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thinkin about slow dancing with bucky. im thinking about the way he decides he wants to dance with you and always has, but doesn't really remember how. thinkin about how you would decide that it doesn't matter, so you put on all his favorite songs. thinking about how he's a little nervous and clumsy at first, but then all the memories come back to him and he's suddenly teaching you to dance because he remembers everything. well, almost everything. bucky couldn't quite remember how intimate and loving this felt.
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