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rodpower78 · 10 months
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John Coltrane, Shadow Wilson, Thelonious Monk and Ahmed Abdul-Malik at the Five Spot Café, NYC 1957
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valkariel · 1 year
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Starlight Maid 2022
I know it's only November, but... Also lovely in dalamud red!
Head: Crescent Moon Cone - ruby red Body: Loyal Housemaid's Apron Dress - ruby red Hands: Darbar Gloves of Striking - ruby red Legs: Bridesmaid's Tights - default Feet: Dirndl's Pumps - ruby red
Alt Hands: Darbar Gloves of Scouting
Earring: The Emperor's New Earrings Neck: The Emperor's New Necklace Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: The Emperor's New Ring Left Ring: The Emperor's New Ring
Main Hand: -- Off Hand: --
Fashion Accessory: -- Minion: -- Location: Faeberry Atelier
Shader: Faeberry Studio
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I love how Atlus is giving in their games those easter eggs that you won't notice they are easter eggs until X beaten games later/you'd broaden your knowledge about megaten in general/ you're playing NG+
I swear every Atlus game is worth replaying in diffrent orders just for those little hidden references and I love it
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tics-anonymous · 7 months
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CEO of running head first into a brick wall
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chibikyo · 5 months
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Day 14 - Voyeurism
Johnny Cage (mk1) x F!Reader
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Reader, sensing Johnny might be a feeling a little lonely at the thought of returning to an empty home, agrees to return to L.A. with Johnny after the battle on the pyramid. After a long flight both are tired and just want to sleep, but reader happens to catch Johnny in the shower and he puts on quite a show for her, even if he doesn't realize it.
Warnings: Voyeurism, Masturbation, Masturbating in shower, non-consensual Voyeurism (though Johnny isn't upset when reader is caught), unrequited love, not actually unrequited love, mutual masturbation
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Y/n sighed, stretching her back as she made her way toward the room Johnny had provided her. Before the tournament, Y/n would never have considered accepting an acting role in a motion picture, but Johnny had managed to talk her into pitching the project with him. Even if she didn’t want to accept a role in the movie he had assured her that she’d be a great addition to his presentation. ‘Sex sells, Y/n,’ he’d told her with a smug grin. She’d rolled her eyes fondly as she agreed to tag along back with him to his L.A. home. 
She hadn’t had anything else going on before Liu Kang had found her so it wasn’t like she didn’t have the time, but, if she was honest, it hadn’t been his confidence or enthusiasm that had sold her on following him home. There had been a sadness in his eyes, his smile not quite able to mask his silent plea that only she had seemed to notice. She had an idea of why he looked so despondent and she’d only been proven right as he’d guaranteed her the VIP tour of his home town. It was the idea of returning to his empty home that seemed to sit heavy in his heart.
She could understand why. His divorce had been settled in his absence while he was training with the monks and despite pretending otherwise, she knew he’d burned a lot of bridges with his friends. Likely the only friends he had were Kenshi and the others and Y/n hoped he counted her among them. He’d laughed off the rejections from the others, but Y/n had been watching him, and had seen his eyes drop just a bit before he’d turned his charm on her. Of course she’d said yes and though she tried to convince herself otherwise, it wasn’t just because she couldn’t stand to see the older man unhappy.
“Uh Oh.” She stopped in the hall and glanced at the doors on either side, trying to remember which room he’d said was hers. They had finally arrived at his mansion less than an hour ago. She’d collapsed on his couch, her muscles aching and exhausted from two days of flying and Johnny dragging her around, and he’d given her directions to her room before excusing himself to shower and change. He’d offered to carry her upstairs, but she’d waved him off saying she just needed a minute to relax and hoped he hadn’t seen the blush on her cheeks. 
They’d flown in first to her hometown so she could check in on her flat and pack a wardrobe more appropriate for a big city rather than meditating and punching the hell out of a bunch of sweaty men. Johnny had run around her place like an overexcited toddler as Y/n unpacked her bags and then he’d taken over the packing process completely, shoving her out of her own room to repack toiletries while he personally selected her wardrobe for the trip. She almost stepped in to take over when she’d heard him saying, ‘gotta pack this sexy little number, for sure’, but he’d followed it up with, ‘Oh yeah these look hella comfy for a movie night’ and ‘Ohh and I remember her wearing those cropped hoodies a lot so like, three of those,’ and she’d been so charmed he would remember something like that she had ultimately left him to the task. 
They’d flown into L.A. that afternoon, but Johnny had detoured to his favorite cafe to get them coffee, then treated her to dinner at his favorite diner, and they’d walked off the meal with a tour outside his mansion. So when they’d finally managed to actually get inside her social battery was drained, her legs felt like lead, and she wanted nothing more than to collapse onto the nearest soft object and melt into it. He’d laughed at her threat to simply sleep on his couch, but she had been half serious because by god it was soft.
All that had led her to this moment of frustration as she tried to remember exactly what he’d said. Based on what she remembered he had directed her to the last door at the end of the hall, but just based on the door and layout of the mansion that almost had to be the master bedroom. There was an open concept sitting room to her left, her right had another door that could be a room, then the door at the end of the hall that was emblazoned with a gold star. He hadn’t mentioned a star, but then again he’d stated it wasn’t the one across from the upstairs lounge. She was tired and decided it wasn’t worth arguing with the actor.
“At this point I don’t care as long as there’s a bed.” She sighed, heading down the hall and through the ornate door. The room was actually quite cozy, less of the modern contemporary feel of the main rooms and more intimate. It had a feeling of being lived in and Y/n still wasn’t convinced this wasn’t the master. The bed at the center of the room looked so comfy and inviting that she actually felt herself swaying toward it. Her bags were waiting at the foot of the bed and Y/n considered just stripping and crawling into the bed as she was, but she decided it would be best to wash off the sweat and grime of several airports and greasy diners so she spent a few minutes digging out what she would need to get cleaned up.
There was a changing room with his and her vanities that opened up to either the bathroom or a walk in closet. The bathroom door was ajar and as she started to push it open Y/n was hit with a puff of warm, steamy air and the sound of running water. She glanced up, confusion giving way to shock as she saw Johnny standing in what may have been the most decadent shower she’d ever seen. The shower had multiple recessed sprayers making it look more like Johnny was standing under a rain cloud. It was huge too, easily enough room for two or three people to shower comfortably. She was so engrossed in the design that it took her brain a moment to catch up to the most important and prominent feature; Johnny was in the shower, fully nude, and his left hand was slowly stroking the length of his cock.
She was sure she heard as her brain powered down for a few seconds, vision blurring as she rubbed at her eyes, sure that she wasn’t seeing things right. It didn’t help, as when things came back into focus it was to the sight of Johnny bracing himself against the shower wall, his forehead resting against his supporting arm as he steadily increased his pace. She swallowed as she watched his lips part as if letting out a wanton sigh, but she couldn’t hear it over the rush of water or the pounding of her own heart. She felt a spike of arousal coil thick and heavy between her legs and her face flushed with shame.
‘I need to leave. Johnny is my friend and I’m just standing here watching him like a pervert.’ She chastised, but her legs were frozen in place, her eyes glued to his strong fingers gripped around his leaking shaft. She clenched her thighs as she watched his hand give a little twist over the tip, wanting nothing more than to join this display of pleasure, but it would be wrong to masturbate to the sight of him, right? To bring herself to completion like the perverted voyeur she was. 
He readjusted, leaning his back against the wall so his other hand was free to roam. He kept the same languid, easy pace on his cock as his other hand skimmed his chest, teasing and pinching. Y/n had to bite down on her free hand to stifle a moan at the sight. How the hell had he maintained a perfect tan underneath his shaolin robes? All that slick, tawny skin on display was making her ache to feel it under her fingers. He moved lower, stroking down his abs, down past his cock to fondle his balls. He had his eyes closed and mouth open and Y/n could just hear the little gasps and moans likely falling from those plush lips.
She stopped thinking of anything that wasn't Johnny. She bit back a whimper as her hand slowly skimmed down her body, sliding beneath the lip of her shorts and pressing roughly against her clit. She rubbed it slowly, her panties wet with slick already creating a rough drag across her skin. She could feel her arousal growing, tight and hot and she nearly drew blood to hold in her moans. She saw Johnny adjust his grip on his cock, his hips thrusting in time with his strokes which were becoming faster, rougher. Her own fingers sped up to match his pace. His face was flushed and twisted up in ecstasy and Y/n could see the moment when his orgasm hit, shuddering and hand jerking erratically.
"Ahh, hnn, Y/n!" He moaned, loud enough she could hear it over the rush of water as he came and she couldn't help but gasp as she felt herself spill over with him. Her other hand twitched violently as Johnny let out a needy whine and to her horror the small bundle of toiletries she was holding clattered to the ground, echoing loudly as it hit the marbled tiles.
She froze as Johnny’s eyes shot up to meet hers, honing in on where her hand was disappearing under her shorts. His cock slipped out of his grasp, still not yet soft but he did nothing to hide his nudity. She wanted to run, but it was like being a deer caught in his headlights as she saw a little smirk grace his lips. He was moving, sliding open the glass shower doors, pace strong and steady as he approached her. She only managed to snap out of her stupor when she felt his hands slide down her sides, settling along the dip of her waist as he tugged her forward into the hot, moist air of the bathroom.
“Enjoy the show, stardust?” Johnny asked, his voice sly as one eyebrow raised up inquiringly. She felt her face flush even redder at the nickname, something he’d started using after he’d watched her fight the first time. ‘You move so fast, like a shooting star. Going to leave the rest of us in the dust aren’t you?’ He’d said it sincerely and Y/n had laughed it off, but then he’d started calling her stardust ever since. “Let's check."
She gasped as he reached down to tug her hand from her shorts. He brought it up to inspect, his tongue darting out to lap at the wet, sticky essence still clinging to them. Y/n let out a small groan as she watched him sucking her cum off her fingers. He released them with an obscene pop."
"Mmm. Delicious." He hummed. "If you wanted to see me naked you just had to ask, honey."
“Omg, Johnny what the hell?! I wasn’t trying to see you naked!” Y/n exclaimed, eyes snapping shut in horror as her brain finally caught up with what was happening. She pressed at his biceps to try and pry his hands away as she let out a slew of verbal nonsense. “I thought this was the guest room cause this is the room you told me to use and my bags are beside the bed and I didn’t mean to walk in on you and I, omg I shouldn't have watched you that was so wrong. Im such a fucking pervert, I'm so sorry Johnny, I never…"
"Calm down, stardust." Johnny interrupted gently. She glanced up as she felt Johnny’s hands tighten on her waist, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles into the fat of her hips as he stared at her. Her own hands settled along his upper arms, gripping them tight as she watched his eyes dance with barely contained laughter. He leaned down, captured her lips beneath his own as he pulled her firmly against him. His mouth was warm and soft and he kissed her like she was made of the very oxygen he needed to live. It was desperate and needy but filled with a tenderness that had her melting into him, seeking more. She didn’t even notice the hot press of his cock against her stomach or the wetness seeping into her clothes as he took her apart with his clever lips.
“Why not? After all, It was you that had me all hot and bothered to begin with.” Johnny kissed her again, chaste and sweet as he let one hand drift down to squeeze at her pert ass. “Knowing you were going to be sleeping in my bed, hopefully in those cute little PJ’s I packed for you. God, stardust, do you even know how pretty you are? How much I’ve wanted you for months now?” Y/n shook her head.
“Let's get a few things straight.” Johnny laughed. “First of all, I'm not at all upset that you enjoyed my performance. I'm honestly flattered. I would have loved to see your face when you came. Shame I missed it. Next time you should just join me.” He tugged at the hem of her shirt for emphasis and Y/n blushed. “Second, it’s my fault not yours. I wasn’t ready to sleep in that big bed all by myself, so I was going to use one of the guest rooms. I was going to just take a quick shower, but I got a little carried away and that’s on me, not you.”
“Still, I shouldn’t have been watching you… doing that.” Y/n murmured.
“I thought it was just me.” She squeaked and Johnny’s smile grew wider. “Thought maybe you weren’t ready to start looking again, with the divorce and all.”
“I wasn’t before, but that didn't stop me from noticing you, honey.” He smirked. "Now, how about you join me for a nice, long, hot shower and maybe you can give me an encore?" He tugged at her shirt again and Y/n couldn't help the grin spreading across her own face.
"Sounds perfect, Johnny."
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sas-soulwriter · 5 months
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Books based on your MBTI
INFJ (The Advocate):
"The Secret History" by Donna Tartt
"The Night Circus" by Erin Morgenstern
INTJ (The Architect):
"Dune" by Frank Herbert
"Neuromancer" by William Gibson
INFP (The Mediator):
"The Little Prince" by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
"The Ocean at the End of the Lane" by Neil Gaiman
INTP (The Logician):
"The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" by Douglas Adams
"The Name of the Wind" by Patrick Rothfuss
ENFJ (The Protagonist):
"To Kill a Mockingbird" by Harper Lee
"The Help" by Kathryn Stockett
ENTJ (The Commander):
"Gone Girl" by Gillian Flynn
"American Psycho" by Bret Easton Ellis
ENFP (The Campaigner):
"Where the Crawdads Sing" by Delia Owens
"The Secret Life of Bees" by Sue Monk Kidd
ENTP (The Debater):
"Fight Club" by Chuck Palahniuk
"The Catcher in the Rye" by J.D. Salinger
ISTJ (The Inspector):
"The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" by Stieg Larsson
"The Da Vinci Code" by Dan Brown
ESTJ (The Supervisor):
"The Firm" by John Grisham
"The Pelican Brief" by John Grisham
ISFJ (The Protector):
"Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen
"Little Women" by Louisa May Alcott
ESFJ (The Provider):
"The Help" by Kathryn Stockett
"Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe" by Fannie Flagg
ISTP (The Craftsman):
"The Road" by Cormac McCarthy
"No Country for Old Men" by Cormac McCarthy
ESTP (The Dynamo):
"American Gods" by Neil Gaiman
"The Girl on the Train" by Paula Hawkins
ISFP (The Composer):
"The Alchemist" by Paulo Coelho
"The Secret Garden" by Frances Hodgson Burnett
ESFP (The Performer):
"Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert
"Brida" by Paulo Coelho
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ahhh your kaleidoscope series is so heartwarming! i was wondering if its possible to write a timeskip where kikufuku is older and is basically really protective over his mum in public, i think itd be really cute but funny that hes acting like her bodyguard 😭🫶🏻🖤 thank you if you do this! (his parents taught him well)
Kaleidoscope Series—Clouds and Mochi Chapters: { SSS }
—Gojo Satoru X Reader
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𑁍 Synopsis:
16-year-old Kouki is just as tall as the 5'8 man. He should thank his Papa's genes later.
"You need something from my mother?"
"M-mother? I w-was just asking directions." The man replied, looking at you and Kouki back and forth.
𑁍 Genre: fluff, family theme, time skip
𑁍 CW/TW: (1.1k)— stranger trying to hit on you, protective Kouki, Kouki can be a little menace, Kouki's thoughts about relationships, didn't proofread, sorry 'bout that
𑁍 A/N: I've been rewriting this ask for several times over the months and only until this very morning did I feel I could finally do it at my own pace. Pardon the very long wait sweetheart, but I do hope you like this one! I hope you have a great weekend everyone~
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Kouki is used to being fawn over. Not even bragging, but girls do swoon over him in his class that he has to escape to the rooftop to evade them.
"Eh? Cause me and your Mama are pretty, that's why you look like that." His Papa answered when he told him that girls in his class kept following him.
Papa? Well, he's not really handsome. His Papa is weird. He looks like a really long sugarcane when he stands straight in his violet uniform. Has someone even told his Papa?
Mama though. He thinks you're very beautiful. Kouki really loves his eyes because it's the same color as yours.
So it's not a surprise having a pretty mother that when you go out guys look at you, a little longer than Kouki would approve.
"We have to buy you new clothes, you're not fitting in the ones we bought last year." You sighed and walk to the department store with Kouki trailing behind you. "I know your Papa is tall, but I never thought you'd be this tall too."
Kouki pouts and shrugs.
"You use me to get the high things Ma, why are you poking my height?"
You laughed, teasing him more about girls in school breaking their necks when he passes them. His sister can't keep her mouth shut to get back at him at dinner time.
His Papa told him it was normal. Those kinds of things, getting attracted to the opposite sex because of curiosity. But he's never felt the need to entertain it. Kouki does get confessions but all of them are politely turned down.
"Why should I? It's not like I like her." He sighed at Yusuke, his friend since middle school telling him he's been a real snob with girls, this recent one is the principal's daughter.
"But don't you get curious about getting into a relationship? All that romance and stuff? C'mon, you're not planning to be a hermit or a monk are you?"
He already knows what it's like. Seeing his mother and father every day, Kouki doesn't really feel the need to seek out relationships, especially fleeting ones. It's not like he likes anyone anyway.
"Oh! I know. You're waiting for Mayumi? Right! It's been years since she changed schools. Are you still exchanging emails with her?" Yusuke grinned ear to ear.
"She's like a sister to me." Kouki stood up and pat his pants from the dirt. "I have siblings, and I'm gonna get angry if some boy or girl just dates them for fun too."
Dating... Huh?
He's rather protective of the girls in the house than fooling around. The same goes for his Mama.
"I want this hoodie Ma." Kouki came back to the aisle with a white hoodie in his hand when he saw a man talking to you.
"Do you know where this cafe is? The mall is big and I'm lost." The man—looking late 20s—rub the back of his neck while looking at you intently as you told him the directions.
Asking questions? Probably the man is lost. That's alright, he'll wait here 'til you finish helping the guy.
"Ah, thank you. If you're free can we get coffee together? I'm Hayato."
Formation SSS
"Ma, I was looking for you." Kouki swooped in. Your eyes lit up and smiled. The man was taken aback by his presence but Kouki ignored him and put on a worried face, with a soft voice. "Papa told you to walk slowly. You can't stress my baby sibling walking around tirelessly. The first trimester is really delicate, didn't you hear what the doctor said?"
"What are you talkin—" You frowned and stare at him like he's ridiculously grown three heads.
"Papa mailed me he's waiting in the store, your rings just finished getting cleaned."
You frowned at him with the sudden remarks but he just winked at you and turned around, and everything changed. Slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans with a blank look on his face, Kouki took one step forward. The man steps back and looks at him with confusion and a glare.
16-year-old Kouki is just as tall as the 5'8 man. He should thank his Papa's genes later.
"You need something from my mother?"
"M-mother? I w-was just asking directions." The man replied, looking at you and Kouki back and forth.
"Go straight in that corridor, turn right at the corner then take the elevator to the ground floor you'll get there." Kouki flatly answered. "Excuse us, my father is not really a patient man."
Kouki ushered you out of the shop. The directions he gave led to the parking lot.
"Y'know, you're really a minion of your father. The only you got from me is your eyes." You chuckled, finding your protective son funnier than scolding his rudeness. "And what baby sibling? Really Kou-chan, after your siblings you still want to babysit another one?" You teased.
Kouki huffs. He really wanted that white hoodie but forgot about it. Unknowingly you didn't realize the direction you're heading.
It was the same cafe the stranger earlier asked you about.
"What took you so long? I was really hungry." His Papa waved.
"Satoru?! I thought you were coming home tomorrow?" You shook your head and sat beside the grinning man. You were quickly enveloped with smothering and teasing.
Kouki sighed at the scene in front of him and turned to his phone, the tread of the recent message is still there.
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Him:
Pa.
Papa:
Yes, yes? Miss me Kikufuku? I'm on my way home~ I brought you a ddeokbokki, the spiciest one!
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Great, he feels the love. Note his sarcasm, please. Kouki ignored his father's words and got to the point.
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Him:
Pa, formation SSS
Papa:
Roger that, where?
Him:
Department store.
Papa:
Okie-dokie on my way Kikufuku.
Him:
On second thought, wait at Cafe Rio
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"You two are really!" You huffed but a defeated glint in your eyes.
Kouki stared at his parents getting all lovey-dovey despite the public setting. He should've chosen a more private place to eat.
"I'm gonna get that hoodie, I'll be back." Kouki stood up.
"Owkay~" His Papa chuckled, shooing him away. "Oh, Kikufuku?"
"Mnnn?" Kouki turned back and met his father's thumbs up. This time a genuine tenderness in his Papa's eyes.
"Nice one, son."
Kouki shrugged and waved, walking out of the cafe. His Papa is weird, but he's the only man worthy of his Mama.
On his way out, he saw the man in the department store. The man's eyes were wide open as he stares at his Mama and Papa inside the cafe in disbelief. He then saw Kouki, walking on the other side.
Kouki smirked tauntingly crumpling the man's face and ego more than ever.
Guess what? You're right.
The only thing he inherited from his mother is her eyes. He could be a menace like his father.
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—GreyCaelum
PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME
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Mortal - Chapter 2
A Geto Suguru x fem!Reader fanfiction
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Warnings: abusive household
Summary: Mimico and Nanako get into a horrible car accident after a drunk night with their friends. Geto is called to the hospital where he discovers you, a human plagued by a cursed spirit, who saved his two precious daughters' lives from the fire.
Chapter info: After the burns you suffered when saving Mimiko and Nanako from the crash, your father, disgusted by your skin, brings you to a temple where a miracle healer is known to work. Little do you know the monk you are meant to meet is none other than Suguru himself.
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"They're going to open a new cat cafe in Shibuya!", Nanako excitedly shoved her phone to Mimiko. They sat together in their futons, the floor around them filled with various curiosities Geto had brought to keep them entertained during recovery.
"It looks so cuuuute!", Mimiko squeeled.
"Nanako...", Suguru sighed as he put some of the various books and board games back in their place, "I don't see what's so exciting about a place with so many of those monkeys"
"But it will have so many kittens as well!", Nanako turned the screen of the phone towards him.
Suguru smiled at the small basket of kittens that lay among pink pillows in the middle of the brand-new cafe. Nanako slid her finger on the screen and changed the picture with one of the countless cat-paths that ran along the walls of the establishment. "Focus on getting well and we'll go", he ruffled the girls' hair with his large hands.
"We are already better, we could go now", Mimiko pouted.
"Your cursed energy is still pretty drained from healing", said Suguru, "If the worst happens you won't be able to defend yourselves". He gave a warm smile to the girls' frowns. "It's only one more day", he promised before getting up, "Now, I’m going to work. Behave"
The day passed slowly. Time after time a human would show up in the large audience chamber and plead for salvation. It was not unusual for these people to have curses latched on them, in which case Suguru fully exploited his technique to gather more power for himself. Neither it was entirely uncommon for him to crush one of these vermins like a bug for his own entertainment, after they had no curses nor money to offer him.
"Filthy monkeys", he murmured in disgust when a mother and daughter left earshot, "Do we have anyone else?"
"Just one more pair is waiting"
"Fine", Suguru let out an exhausted breath,Bring them in"
His eyes widened as they fell upon your slumped form, walking shyly next to a man. Your hands were still covered in bandages, your face had a few scars. You kept your eyes low and disinterested as you walked towards him. He wondered whether you'd recognize him if you lifted them up. No. It did not matter. Your body was plagued with a number of parasitic curses, more than the day he saw you in the hospital. You had come to the temple for one reason only, just like all the rest of your weak kind.
"Greetings your Holiness ", Suguru had forgotten about the man who escorted you. The man had a strange aura about him; he was leaking cursed energy constantly, much like all humans, yet it gathered around you to create more curses to plague your body. "I would like you to help fix my daughter", the man said.
"Fix?", Suguru repeated the word.
"Look", you winced as the man grabbed your arms to show Suguru. He pulled away the tidy bandages to expose your blistered skin. "She went and got herself like this", the man complained, "She was already ugly as it was, now no one will want her"
Suguru clenched his fists as he forced a smile on his face. "Of course I can do that", he said getting on his feet. He walked towards the man and placed his arm between him and you. "Come let's talk some details in private", he guided him away into another room.
"Thank you", said the father, "She's already such a disappointment honestly. She's becoming an old maid, she should be married by now but you know how women are now. They want careers and money and forget their place"
Suguru could feel a twitch creeping up to his eye. He had to stay calm. "Of course. I understand", he placed his hand on the man's shoulder. It would be easy to kill him. His fingers trembled in excitement at the thought. His eyes dared the man to utter more of his depraved opinions even though the man never noticed them. "Please wait here for a bit", Suguru pulled his hand away.
His gaze turned into stone as soon as he turned to walk back to the hearing room. He wanted to kill this man more than anything else but he wanted to make sure what your reaction would be. He did not want you panicking and causing commotion around his newfound home. He did not want to have to silence you too.
He slid the door closed behind him. Your head lowered, your gaze was focused on the little soda embroideries on your socks.
"I never expected a woman who ran straight into a fire to remain so silent", he let his critisism be known with a stern voice.
Your eyes seemed surprised as they met his scolding gaze. "It's you..."
Suguru walked towards you. He gestured to your wounded hands and you gave them to him to examine. His touch was soft and careful as it unwrapped the bandage to check the blisters underneath. He raised his gaze to the scars on your face. "Do you mind?", his hand hovered over your skin. You nodded in approval. He pulled your hair away from your cheek. He took out a small handkerchief and wetted it on his tongue before bringing it to your face. His hand held yours so you would not pull away when you tried to avoid it. The cloth scrubbed your make-up off the slight purple taint of a bruise.
"These are uh....these are older", you said.
"I can see that", his voice brimmed with disgust and rage.
He lowered his hand to stand over your shoulder and summoned the lot of your curses in his command. They turned into dust, forming little black and gold marbles in his palm.
"How does that feel?", he asked.
"Huh?", even with just saying that you felt the tremendous amount of weight that was removed from your body, "Oh. Wow! What did you do?"
"That is my secret", Geto smiled.
You stopped to observed him. "Why did you do that?", you asked.
Suguru frowned in confusion. "I'm sorry?"
"Why did you help me?", you said, "I thought...I had a feeling you didn't like me"
She was right. She had seen right through the fake joyous expression he put on to please those around him. His smile faded away. He did not know what to respond as he was not himself sure of why he had helped.
"Look at it as repayment", his fake smile returned, "For saving my daughters".
Yes. That's what it was. Just repaying a debt to a lowly human. He was the sorcerer, he had to honor his debts, even to a monkey like you.
"Now let me take a look at your arms-"
His arm wrapped around your waist to guide you to a table at the other side, but as he touched you your body winced in pain. Suguru's smile fell once more. He took heavy breaths. If your face was marked then your body had to be too.
"Please. Lift your shirt", he kept his lgaze on the ground as he gritted his teeth.
You took a few moments to answer reluctantly "I don't want to".
"Are there more bruises?", Suguru fisted his hands. You shook your head. "So, there are", Suguru surmised.
"It's okay", you told him, "I'm used to it"
Those simple words flipped Suguru off like turning a switch. He saw the twins locked up in a cell, the whole town pointing their fingers toward them as they sent people to torture them. He saw Haibara, his body splayed on a table, never to cheer anyone again. He saw Riko, her wholesome smile beaming on her face before a bullet split her skull.
"Mr monk?", your voice pulled him out of his thoughts. Your eyes were examining him in confusion.
"It's Geto. Suguru Geto", he muttered as he massaged the bridge of his nose.
"Oh. Then Geto-san. Tha-"
"How much do you hate your father?", Suguru asked with a murderous gaze, "Do you loathe him? Would you like to be free of him?"
Your brows furrowed. "I don't think I like your tone", you challenged his gaze.
Suguru was surprised to see the fire behind your eyes. Where had it gone, he wondered, when your father stood next to you. "Apologies", Suguru smiled, "I see what you could have thought. I only meant to offer you a room here at the temple so you'd be able to escape the house"
"O-oh", you stammered, "I don't think he'd let me leave". You had tried to get away from the house before. Gathered money to rent a place outside Tokyo for a while. Until your father found it and took it for himself, saying that a good daughter takes care of her parents.
"I shall handle that", Geto smiled, "I'll just say I need some time to...heal...you as he put it. I guess it is not a question of if you want to anymore..."
He buried his hands in his sleeves and gave a slight bow before turning away to the door. It was not long before he reached the man in question. Suguru forced a pleasant expression in his face. He thought about killing the man right then and there but he surmised that would shock you enough to run away. And he could not have that. He needed you there, close to him, so he could protect you like he could not protect all the others. But still, he could not leave that bastard walk out unscathed.
"Sir", Suguru smiled as he returned to your father. He threw his hand over the man's shoulder. "I'm afraid this will take a little while", the curses he had gathered from you were released to plague the man s body, "She'll be safe with us at the temple. You can come visit in a few days"
The man's breath turned laboured by the curses' weight as he was guided outside. "A...alright...as long...as long as you bring results I guess"
Geto smiled at him until he disappeared under the stairs of the courtyard. He hastily pulled out his disinfectant and sprayed it around his body and even all around the room.
"All done!", he said as soon as he returned to the room.
"Your eyes widened. "Seriously?", you exhaled in disbelief.
"Of course. Come now, i'll see you to your room"
He guided you by the hand to a guest apartment he kept. He ordered one of his servants to fetch you some things from your house that you wanted and provided you with everything else. He bid you goodnight before returning to his room.
He leaned back on the wall. He looked at his hand, your warmth still lingering between his fingers. What on Earth was the matter with him? Why did he help you more than it benefitted his goals? You were a monkey. He should not care whether you lived in peace or despair. Yet there was something about you that reminded him of his days in school. Something of Satoru. Something of Shoko.
Something of Amenai.
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kenjakusbrainstem · 2 years
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Failed Experiment (Mahito x Reader)
Contains: voyeurism, stalking, somnophilia, body horror (two tongues, multiple arms, etc), oral (f & m receiving), technically 69ing, throat fucking, dubcon, cumming in pants, squirting, female bodied but nongendered reader.
Hello! Mahito is so hard to characterize! His motives don't really exist bc everything he does is on a whim. Hopefully this reads well! I hc him as being a dumb virgin that, after learning would be kinda insatiable. I had this idea for a while and considered turning it into Kenjaku teaching Mahito how to fuck, I might do that if I decide to write part 2. Reblogs and feedback are appreciated!
You knew better than to sleep with your window open.
The summer heat was just too oppressive without a breeze. Being on the third floor of an apartment complex meant you should be safe though, right?
So as you got ready for bed, you opened the window. Only about seven inches, just enough to let some air in and cut through the humidity.
You secured your drapes, shut off your lights, and shed the clothes you wore that day. Crawling into bed you chose to forgo a blanket, allowing the breeze to graze the skin of your back as you buried your face in the pillow.
You were painfully unaware of the pair of mismatched eyes watching you through your open window.
Mahito sat on the edge of the building across from yours. He had to admit, the view wasn't half bad. Your bed positioned near your wide open window, the moonlight spilling onto your skin as you slept. His gaze uninterrupted by curtains.
Humans often interested Mahito, but only as far as he could manipulate them. They were perfect for a curse like him. And what a better toy than an interactive one! He was always excited when his toys could actually perceive him.
Earlier that day while accompanying Geto, the pair had stopped at a small cafe the pseudo-monk frequented. The hostess sat a table for one, which is what normally happened when they went anywhere. However when the server, you, approached they profusely apologized for the rude hostess. How dare she ignore someone just because he was with a regular customer?
Geto seemed to find some amusement in your reaction and Mahito himself a little surprised being thrust into the spotlight. You had gone out of your way to 'make it up' to Mahito by offering him a meal on the house. He of course loved every moment of your fawning over him and the delicious treats you brought him.
It was rare he left a restaurant with Geto and didn't leave a body or two in his wake.
Geto suggested that he look into you, to see if you had some potential as a curse user. At least more potential than that other human Mahito had toyed with. He even went so far as to recommend some... experiments Mahito could try out if he found you.
That wasn't something too hard for him though. It was quite simple for Mahito to hide in plain sight or alter his shape to stay just outside your field of vision as he followed you after your shift. Lucky for him your walk home was a short, not very well lit one.
He only waited a few hours before he was certain you were asleep, like Geto suggested.
You were barely asleep for an hour before Mahito entered your room. He had slipped in through the open window easily.
Silently standing in your room, Mahito now observed you more closely. The moonlight illuminated your nearly naked body as you slept with your back facing him.
Though he often toyed with humans, usually if they were this still they were already dead. So he was a bit excited to see how far he could push you, even if he was supposed to try some scientific things first. They didn't seem scientific to Mahito though. Geto's interest in mating humans and curses made little sense, but he'd try anything once!
Mahito's cold hand softly caressed your spine. The heat of your flesh surprising him a bit, the warmth feeling like sunshine from the beach. Being so cold himself, Mahito wanted to drown in your heat.
Unfortunately for him, Geto recommended he be as unnoticed as possible. Which Mahito thought wasn't very fair, as the only reason he wanted to interact with you was for your attention. But he would be good and follow orders for now.
You barely reacted to Mahito's hand on your back, just leaning back into the cool touch.
He slid his palm down to your hip, pressing against the edge of your soul as he felt your energy. It did feel like you may have the potential to develop your energy. But your cursed energy levels were nothing compared to Geto's or even the overworked sorcerer he'd fought before.
To Mahito it felt like you were missing something. Maybe Geto was right and you just needed to be filled up.
As gently as he could, Mahito shifted your hips so you were laying on your back. You moved in your sleep, stretching a bit before remaining still, one arm raised above your head.
He paused for a moment, you looked so soft. Knowing how warm you were as well, he couldn't help but want to feel you even more.
Reaching his hand out, he slid his fingers across your stomach and up to your breasts. The tips of his fingers pressing into the sensitive tissue enough to see them sink into the flesh a little. He knew he shouldn't wake you yet, but he wanted to squeeze so much harder.
Having moved and after being exposed to the soft breeze, your nipples had hardened into soft peaks. He'd noticed them right away and began circling one with his fingers.
Your body arched reflexively into his hand, appreciating the pleasure as a soft sigh left your lips. His eyes rose to your face, a part of him disappointed to find you still sleeping.
Is this what Geto meant about you possibly finding pleasure in their experiments?
Curiosity getting the better of him as usual, Mahito lowered his lips to your other hardened nipple. He licked at the flesh softly, swirling his tongue around it until he was sure you weren't going to wake yet. He then began sucking at it, nipping it slightly with his teeth.
Another soft moan left your lips at the sensation. Continuing to suck on your breast, Mahito lifted his other hand to your mouth. He didn't want you waking yourself up, so he pressed two fingers to your lips in a 'shh' gesture. To his surprise your lips slid open slightly, your tongue peaking out and grazing his fingers.
Mahito wanted badly to shove his fingers to the back of your throat. He felt a heat pooling in his guts at the thought of you sputtering and choking around him.
The lack of reaction was starting to bore him though. His favorite part about playing with humans was their reactions. Hearing you sigh and moan wasn't quite what he wanted, he wanted to make you scream.
Standing back up to his full height, he pressed his fingers wet with your saliva into his now hardened cock. He tried to release some of the pressure but it just made him want to rut against his own hand.
As he rubbed himself through his clothing he lowered a hand to your hips. Turning his finger into a blade, he cut the fabric of your panties on either hip before sliding the now scrapped fabric out from under you.
Mahito then propped one of your legs up on the mound of blankets next to you, the other he bent at the knee, letting your foot hang off the side of the bed. Your body squirmed at the manipulation before settling with your legs spread a bit wider than he had originally put them.
Mahito peered in between your legs. Sure Geto had explained female human anatomy to him before hand. He understood what he needed to do, but Geto had warned him that since he was new to sex he could get too distracted by your cunt.
Pressing his thumb into the bundle of nerves that was your clit, he watched your face for a reaction. Nothing yet. He started moving his thumb in small circles while moving two fingers further into your pussy lips in search for your hole.
Your pussy felt so warm, it made his mouth water and his and his cock throb in his pants. As he continued to circle your clit he noticed you had started breathing heavily. Mahito was so close to giving up on Geto's plan. He just wanted to ruin you.
Mahito lowered his head, he was curious about the taste. Moving his hand to press it to your stomach, keeping you from squirming away. He stuck his tongue out and lapped at your clit.
He moaned obscenely at the taste. The mix of your sweat and your pussy juices was heavenly to him, way better than anything you had fed him earlier in the day.
Losing some of his own composure, grinding into his palm as he started eating you out vigorously. His tongue splitting at the tip to roll your clit between around with his now forked tongue.
Your body jerked at the intensity and sudden pressure, a loud moan leaving your lips. Your hips pressed up into his mouth, chasing whatever pleasure you thought you were receiving.
Hearing you react and feeling your body beg for him made Mahito want more. He didn't care if he woke you, he just wanted to make a mess of you now.
Besides, he knew he was stronger than you, you couldn't stop him.
He forced your legs apart further, fitting himself between your legs. Tongue still split and overstimulating your clit, he felt you move again. You were trying to pull away. He giggled into your pussy, there was no getting away from this.
Both of his hands gripped the space where your hips met your thighs and he pulled you down, holding you onto his mouth and his wriggling tongues.
The violent jerking had you coming to consciousness. The sheer absurdity of the situation paired with the abuse your clit was taking kept you from screaming right away. Your shocked gasp fading into a loud moan as your hands reached for his long hair. You pulled harshly at the strands for a chance to see who was doing this to you.
Mahito allowed himself to be pulled off of your pussy, but as you held his head up, his inhuman tongue elongated to keep at the abuse on your clit.
Your brain cramped at the sight. The man- no mans mouth could do what his was doing- you served this morning? Why was he in your room? Why was he making your thighs quake like this?
"What are-!" your question was muffled by his hand covering your mouth. Wait, his hand? You could still feel both of his palms digging into your hips, it couldn't be him. Your eyes left his for a moment to look around the room, no one else was there. You felt your mind struggling to keep up with everything.
Another set of arms had sprouted from his back as if they had always been there, one pressing into your lips and the other pressed between your breasts, preventing you from squirming away.
This, couldn't be real? You'd had sleep paralysis before and plenty of wet dreams, but the two had never combined. And why would your mind conjure something so strange and horrifying about the sweet man you'd met this morning?
Your brain had all but given into the idea of this being just a sexy nightmare, but as you watched his long tongue split even further, into two distinct tongues. You knew this couldn't be real.
He lowered his mouth back to your pussy, moaning into it at the taste and the rough grip your hand still held in his hair. You felt one of the tongues swirling around your clit while the other slipped into your soaking wet hole.
Mahito's tongues licked and fucked into your pussy so sloppily. Your clit hadn't had a break since he started toying with it, and the tongue inside you was thicker and longer than any tongue should be. He licked at the spongy spot inside of you that Geto had told him would make you scream.
You tried to scream, the pleasure too much as you felt yourself cum on his face at the impossible sensation. Your cum flooded his mouth and Mahito desperately tried to drink it all up. He wanted to drain the very essence straight from your core.
You felt the hand on your mouth change shape. Your eyes opened, through the tears you could see a large cock-like appendage rubbing itself at your lips. Opening your mouth to lick at the side of it, you decided to give into this twisted wet dream.
Mahito gasped into your pussy, choking on the cum he just swallowed at the feeling of your mouth on his cock. Just because it wasn't his actual cock and newly formed, didn't mean it wasn't just as sensitive. He aggressively rutted against the bed, his cock trapped between himself and the mattress. The thrusts lining up with the way you licked at him.
He had never felt like this before, and feeling it doubled made him want to make you even more of a mess.
The tongue inside of your pussy felt amazing but it also felt like it was beginning to split you open. The once thin, tentacle-like muscle had grown, widening inside you as he pressed it further into your aching pussy.
The cock at your lips pressed into your too warm mouth and slowly thrust in and out as you desperately sucked at it, whining around it as your pussy was overstimulated. The gentleness soon left as you felt the head slam into the back of your throat, gagging you. You felt drool coming out of your mouth around him as he fucked your mouth.
The hand that had been pinning your chest down slid up to hold your chin still while he fucked your mouth. The fingers slick with your own spit. You were thankful for them though, now you could just focus on breathing.
Even that was still hard though, as you were once again on the verge of another orgasm.
The tongue on your clit was moving more roughly now, pressing your abused clit down and even pressing it into Mahito's teeth that rested above it. You cried out around his cock in pain and pleasure, this was far too much for you.
Mahito's tongue that was still fucking into you had finally filled you up all the way. Pressing against your cervix before retracting back to lick at your spot only to do it over again.
You tasted your tears mixing in with your spit as he fucked your mouth and pussy while ravaging your clit simultaneously.
Mahito loved this. The sounds you made, the tears and spit coating his cock as he fucked your throat. Most of all he loved the taste and warmth of your pussy. He whined against your clit as he felt his own orgasm approach.
Digging his teeth into your clit and fucking into you harder, he felt you cum in his mouth with much more force than last time. You blacked out as you squirted in his mouth.
His hips stuttered against the bed where he had been grinding. Moaning into your pussy as he swallowed even more of your cum, he felt himself come undone.
Mahito's cock in your mouth slowing as it filled your throat and mouth with a thick, cold liquid that didn't quite taste like cum. You swallowed desperately at every drop. He also felt himself cum in his pants at the same time.
You laid there, stunned as Mahito pulled away from you. His long tongue slipped out of your pussy and licked at your over stimulated pussy, making sure he swallowed all of your juices before returning to his mouth.
Feeling yourself losing consciousness again, you barely heard him speak.
"You're so much fun cutie! I didn't finish my job though, so I should probably bring you with me. This is going to be so interesting!"
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cerastes · 11 months
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Some small insights on things I commonly saw in Japan - nerd edition:
Not one day passed that I didn’t see at least one person with some sort of Kirby charm or keychain or sticker or somesuch on their person or backpacks. Not even in “nerdy” places, this extends to Everywhere.
You’ve likely heard this already, but Akihabara as “weeb mecca” is pretty old news and not the case anymore. You can definitely find some kickass stores there (my favorites were Mandarake and Super Potato!), but otherwise it’s pretty Just Below Surface Level mainstream nerd culture shops now, that is to say, everything is Spy x Family (dear god Anya is fucking everywhere), Kimetsu no Yaiba, One Piece, Quintuplets, Genshin, FGO, Uma Musume, Vtubers, some Bocchi, and Kaguya-sama. Mind you, I don’t dislike most of these things, but it’s literally all that is there, alongside gunpla stuff.
Den Den Town and Nakano Broadway were way fucking better for nerdy stuff. Props to Rinka for the heads up.
Sunshine City was also pretty good for nerdy stuff but with a way more focused scope: You have a Pokemon Center + Cafe there, One Piece store, Bandai Cross Store, the works.
Holy fuck they were not exaggerating, gachapon is absolutely everywhere. The Cross Store even had “Luxury Gacha” or “Premium Gacha”, can’t remember what the exact word was, that were in some cases 1500 yen a pop (for a pretty cool fucking figure though, not gonna lie).
There is gachapon of absolutely fucking anything in the world that you can think of. No, even more than what you’re currently thinking of. Stray musical notes, tools like hammers, bozosoku jackets, Nintama Rantaro, that one meme construction cat, miniature nail clippers, literally such a massive amount of sundry variety. I was humbled.
I’m kind of fucking sick of Anya Spy x Family. Literally everywhere.
I didn’t know there were stores where people can rent a little cube and sell their figures and other nerdy stuff like that. That’s such a cool concept, a little nerd-to-nerd market. Imagine you’re trading in TF2 except instead of giving someone keys for their hat, you give someone a big titty One Piece character, I don’t know the name of any, sorry, as a trade for a big titty Vtuber.
Among the stuff you could see occasionally in stores? Sakamoto Days. That made me so fucking happy.
I met 4 honest to god monks in the wild and I really wish I was fluent in Japanese, I wanted to talk to them so so so bad.
Even older nerds do NOT know VOTOMS. Every old school nerd I met in nerd bars and other such places knew Dunbine and Kinnikuman but I met literally no one that knew VOTOMS. They pulled out their phone, every time, looked it up, looked at me with that certified Japanese polite but obviously flabbergasted expression with a tinge of lemon and horror, and asked me, “how do YOU know of this?? it’s SO OLD” and I did not have the heart to tell them a 4chan dude mailed me VHS tapes with the show subbed back in 1937.
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coughloop · 30 days
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Today I find out if meredith monk is "cafe music"
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cheriedies · 1 year
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Naoki Urasawa's Monster in real life
So, I spent my holidays in Czechia and realized it would be a good opportunity to try and find the real life references and inspirations for one of my favourite anime series - Monster (haven't gotten my hands on the manga yET). After a bit of research I found that @fuckyeahjohanliebert has already done this almost a decade ago and their account has been extremely helpful. I also used the websites that I've linked at the very end of the post and you should definitely check them out as I didn't get the chance to visit every single location. It is honestly incredible how much work this person has put into their research. With that being said, here is what these places look like as of January 2023, alongside some tips I wanted to share in case you decide to visit them during your stay in Prague!
Let's start with the easiest location: Charle's Bridge. It is probably the most visited place in Prague and so it can be quite crowded, especially around NYE.
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Next, we have a shot of a tram in front of what today is the Palladium, a large shopping mall. Location: Nám. Republiky 1078/1, 110 00 Petrská čtvrť, Czechia
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Okay, this one was a bit tricky because I wasn't able to find the exact reference for the Tri Zaba (Three Toads) sign. Most sources pointed me towards Hotel U Tri Pstrosu (Three Ostriches) which is right besides the Charles Bridge. However, a reddit user posted a picture from U Tri Capu hotel (Three Herons), and someone mentioned it being a possible inspiration in the replies. Therefore, I took pictures of both and upon looking at them closely I honestly cannot be certain about which of the two served as the main inspiration, maybe it was a mixture of both? Looking purely at the shape of the sign the Three Herons (Far Right) seems to be the closest. The positioning of the three ostriches on the other hand (Middle) is more similar to the way the toads are positioned. If you have any sources I've missed pls link them!
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I also found this detailing you can spot if you are walking by the Vltava River. A thing to note: I could find this specific fencing only of the side of the river that is next to the Ministerstvo průmyslu a obchodu, If your cross the bridge the design is completely different. Location: Petrská čtvrť, 110 00 Prague 1, Czechia
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Now onto the Red Rose Mansion. Fans figured out that the Břevnovský klášter (Brevnov Monastery) served as the main inspiration for the Red Rose Mansion. Unfortunately, the monk that is responsible for the visits was sick during my stay in Prague, and would not be coming back until after I left. You can see the exact room that was referenced for the murder scene in the websites I've linked below. I was a bit sad that I wasn't able to see it with my own eyes but I hope he has a speedy recovery. After all, this gives me a reason to visit this wonderful city again! Tip: Don't be an oblivious zoomer like me and bring cash with you to leave a small donation at the Bazilika svaté Markéty Antiochijské (Basilica of St. Margaret of Antioch). You can get a postcard with the picture of the monastery for about 10 koruna and I'm sure it helps with the maintenance of this beautiful place. Also, there is a small, cozy cafe on the territory and they have really tasty Medovnik cake!
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The Rose Garden at the Mansion actually has no roses! It is actually a Cherry Garden, and can be visited at the Orangerie rigt behind the Monastery (tip: as far as I know it is only open on weekends and closes at 8pm). During this time of year it is obviously not blossoming however it was nice to visit nonetheless and walking in between the tall shrubs made me feel like I was Nina :p
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As a bonus I wanted to add this picture of a hanging Sigmund Freud that absolutely startled me on my first day in Prague. Many fans have speculated that the character of Franz Bonaparta was inspired by him, given their similar looks and involvement with Psychology
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I hope this was enjoyable and I hope you visit these amazing places if you ever happen to be in Prague! Once again, I'd like to highlight how grateful I am for the research fans have done and as mentioned above here are some of the websites I used:
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Here are the bimbos the ewanverse needs:
Billy Washington x bimbo!cafe girl who gives him free pastries. Though they are slightly stale it’s the thought that counts right? Plus that uniform looks so good on her…
Osferth x bimbo!Princess who didn’t know why he was reacting this way by calling him her lord. He keeps going into his tent and back out all red faced oh I wonder why? Maybe she can help!
Billy Taylor x bimbo!Daughter of a business man whose staying at the hotel for business. She tips him so nicely and even kisses him on the cheek! And oh no! Her evening dress is stuck! Please help her sweet bell boy!
Abraham x bimbo!mayors daughter who offered them any help they may need, anything at all! She wants to ride the horses though in return and Abraham is all too happy to exchange this offer
Aemond Targaryen x Bimbo!servant all too naive to understand his smile when he asks her to help him undress, and bathe him
Genyen x bimbo!Pastors daughter who is all too curious to hear about his religion. He even offered to show her how to tie a robe around herself! Only monks don’t wear underwear darling so let’s take them off now!
Tom Bennett x bimbo!captains daughter who wants to hear all the stories of the navy. He even gifts her a dress from the latest county he’s been in, only it’s way too small and way too tight on her. But it was a gift she can’t be mean!
(I can’t remember any other characters but I didn’t do Michael cause he already has his own bimbo)
Nonnie your brain is so big…. FUCKING INSPIRED I LOVE THEM ALL OMG 🩷🩷🩷😈😈😈😈
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camhues · 4 months
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I think I just need to get out my thoughts to finalize some things on oc lore. So, my friends, you’re about to receive some
(Mama) Jun Lore Dump, in Three Parts.
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Part 1: Ancestor
Alright, so I struggled for a while on if I wanted Jun to be a reincarnation like Tang, Sandy, and Pigsy, and I decided to do that, thus making an ancestor for Jun as well. I’ve been playing with names and rolled around what I wanted her to be in my head while I did research. I think I settled on ‘Chenguang’ and was inspired by the story of the Butterfly Lovers.
Chenguang was an intelligent woman who was the only daughter and youngest child of a inn-keeper. Growing up in the inn, she heard many stories, ballads, and songs, retelling them and singing them as she grew up-committing them to memory.
Chenguang was always one thirsty for knowledge, and wanted to learn from the Buddhist monks and yknow since she was a woman and stuff, dressed as a guy to get some learnin’ and she gets to read as many scrolls as she wants. She’s thrilled.
Shenanagins ensue when she gets roped into helping Tang Sanzang as a servant travel with the monk to obtain the Buddhist Sutras—while she’s still disguised as man, having stupidly just named herself ‘Chen’ out of panic the first time she was asked what her name was.
More shenanigans ensue when more members join the party and “aw man I gotta keep pretending I’m a dude or I’m in so much trouble with so many people”
She tells stories to her companions, entertaining them while also attending to Sanzang.
One way or another she is found out by most likely Tang Sanzang first she’s a woman by complete accident (helping with injuries after a run in with demons most likely) and I hc that Sanzang cannot keep a secret to save his life so now the whole party knows.
It’s awkward for a while but Chenguang slowly starts repairing this new rift by kind of just looking out for everybody and being caring.
This trait obviously got passed down to Jun.
She slowly grows more of a backbone during the journey, standing up for herself and others and fighting for their ideals alongside her party members.
Chenguang wears a pendant, the one that Jun wears, and was passed down to her brothers’ family members when she passed tragically youn-👀 Oop who said that ANYWAYS
She probably was almost erased from the Journey to the West’s writings for one reason or another, most likely just forgotten since she wasn’t super significant to the journey itself. So there’s not a lot of record of her existence, except for a few small parts of the first drafts and a few paintings of the Journey Party Members.
Part 2: Jun’s Early Life
So we all know Jun is the mother hen, that’s been well established.
Jun was the oldest of 4 siblings, so she learned how to take care of others very young.
However, she was adopted. Jun was adopted when she was a toddler, and the only thing she knows about her birth family is the pendant she wears so often-it’s centuries old and well taken care of.
Unfortunately she was treated differently by her adoptive parents compared to their own flesh and blood children, which really had an impact on her.
This really drove her to love MK as much as she does, treating him like her own and even treating Mei like her own as well once they all became acquainted. She refuses to have any one of those she calls family feel subpar.
Oh yeah, how did she get acquainted with the gang? How did she become MK’s Mama Jun?
So what I had playing around in my mind is that Jun met Pigsy first at college, while she was working as a waitress at a pretty subpar cafe, paying her way through to get her degree in education and a minor in culinary arts because of her love of baking.
I think they talked about how much the food sucked and she snuck him into the kitchen where they both made everything taste better and became good friends, sharing recipes.
I’m kind of thinking she met Tang not long after that at the public library and they bonded over books they’ve read and they’re favorites growing up.
So now at this point she, Pigsy, and Tang are all besties. She was very doting and kind to them, supporting Pigsy with his dream of owning a restaurant and Tang with his research. In return they’ve been pretty protective over Jun as well.
After Jun gets out of college, she starts working at the Megopolis Public Library-a job she had worked up to at least until the beginning of season 4…oops 👀
Part 3: Since Meeting MK
So, years after graduating college and opening his restaurant, when this strange little boy covered in rocks and dirt literally wanders into Pigsy’s life, who’s one of the first people he calls?
After Jun agreed to help Pigsy, since she knew how to handle little kids significantly more than he did due to helping raise her siblings.
MK would sometimes go to Jun’s apartment if Pigsy needed to work in the kitchen over night or just needed a break. MK would also come to work with Jun at the library when he was too small to be on his own.
Jun told stories to MK every night, coming over in the evenings to Pigsy’s apartment over his restaurant to tuck him in when MK wasn’t at her place. She told him stories she knew or she read them, but he always asked for stories about The Monkey King, which she happily obliged.
Jun loves her little family with MK, Tang, and Pigsy, and loves it even more now that Mei, Sandy, and Mo have joined in. She plays a similar roll to Chenguang, taking care of her team and giving each member the love and appreciation they deserve.
She learns about her ancestor during the season three finale, but puts her conflicted feelings aside to try and help MK and the others any way she can.
Rant over! I hope you all enjoyed the ramblings! Feel free to ask me questions in my inbox about any of this or if you want me to expand on relationships!
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caesarsaladinn · 7 months
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Karadžić had been hiding disguised under the alias Dr. Dragan David Dabić (Драган Давид Дабић) offering his services as a doctor of alternative medicine under the company name of "Human Quantum Energy".[4] He was able to walk around freely and appear in public without being identified, he spent his days at the local kafana "Luda kuća" drinking slivovitz, singing folk poetry, and playing Gusle (in front of the pictures of Karadžić and Mladic on the walls of the cafe).[8] The website of Dabić's company at www.psy-help-energy.com was maintained by Zoran Pavlović of Pavlović Consulting, Belgrade. When interviewed by Belgrade's Blic newspaper, Pavlović stated that he had frequently met with Dabić, discussing alternative medicine, sports and sometimes politics, without the least suspicion of his true identity. He described Dabić as a friendly and eloquent individual towards whom he had felt sympathetic.[9] Dabić had published several articles in the Zdrav život ("Healthy Life") journal of alternative medicine since October 2007.[10] Introduced as a "spiritual explorer", he also gave lectures comparing meditation techniques practiced by Orthodox monks. On 23 May 2008, Dabić gave a talk at the "Third Festival of Healthy Life" (Treći Festival zdravog života) on the topic of "how to cherish one's own energies" (Kako negovati sopstvene energije).[11]
Karadžić evaded capture in May 2007 in Vienna, Austria, where he lived under another alias, Petar Glumac, posing as a Croatian distributor of herbal solutions and ointments. The Austrian police talked to him during a raid regarding an unrelated homicide case in the area where Karadžić lived, but failed to recognize his real identity.
war criminal to homeopath bard pipeline. now that is a fucking career pivot
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prof-peach · 1 year
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Hi,
I'm making a dnd campaign with a pokemon module of 5e and wanted to use a bit edited version of Dotaku Island, Prof. Peach and the crew cause I like your headcannons and work nice with my idea of the inner workings of the Pokemon world.
Is it okay to use them?
It's a campaign with friends and we're not making any profit from it, but still wanted to ask cause now more than ever artist consent is important (even when nothing about this is goong online so normally people woukdn't ask, but I also wanted to say I've been a huge fan of your work for a long time so two birds with one stone ig).
Either way, thanks for showing your work to us here on tumblr and hope this ask isn't too weird :)
Haha sure go for it, I’m chill with non-profit use, and if you ever do post junk let me know so I can snoop.
Fun notes for anyone who may be inclined to do this: THESE DO NOT NEED TO BE USED NOR FOLLOWED, PICK AND CHOOSE IF YOU PREFER.
North is off limits, no exceptions. Being caught there will get you removed from the island on the first ship back to your original region. You will struggle to return here if found in the north. Patrols line the fences to make sure no one goes in, night and day.
Players will take damage if they try to touch peach in any way. Treat her as a high level monk/Druid, who 1000% will throw hands with u and your Pokemon given a good reason. Cold and distant to approach, pawns players off to other staff at any given opportunity. A hermit who will humour you if you can appeal to her better nature, or great desire to fight things. You may lose but it’s the trying that counts.
Wisdom saves (DC28) with Val if you try to touch her. Not only will you gain force damage if you succeed (half damage) or fail (full damage) to lay hands on her, but you’ll see horrifying illusions for a minute relating to loved ones. Frightened condition until a long rest, compelling you not to approach further. I cannot stress this enough. Penalise players for trying to touch her, peach will bluntly warn you once, after that you’re on your own.
Grey regularly hands out handy snacks that may help heal or buff teams. He is warm and open, a good person to approach for hints and tips. Notably found in his labs or out running errands, he’s always kind and gentle, unless that is you threaten his home or his loved ones in a severe way. He is scarier than peach when he’s pushed too hard.
Plenty of staff roam around to offer aid or information, ranging from gardeners, cleaners, shop staff, and specialist keepers who maintain the visitors sections.
A groomers, cafe, food stands, daycare, small fairground with rides and games, a hotel, lighthouse, port, greenhouses and of course multiple lab and practical spaces exist, amongst other interesting buildings.
The resident ranger can offer assistance but she is known to stay quite busy, and so getting her attention may prove difficult if it’s a trivial issue.
Adoption zones are the only approved areas to catch Pokemon, and even then it’s a process that requires a test and paperwork, so everyone involved is able to provide adequate care to the mons in question, and so they know any pre existing conditions.
The islands purpose is recovery, so human needs come in second. The Pokemon will always come first, a fact some visitors may have issue with. The staff will not care and continue to do their job without concern for this.
Year round events make the island busy and people are welcomed to join in with whatever’s going on, be it chilli cooking contests, fairs, pageants, board rental for the sweet ocean waves, or watching a migration pass by. There’s always something to do!
This is all optional, just have fun with it, and I hope your players enjoy! If they ask about it, redirect them to the blog so they can dive on into the content.
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