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otakubimbo · 3 months

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Checkmate.

MafiaBoss Sukuna x F!Reader

You had a routine. You had a life. You had plans. Is your association with someone you hate going to change everything for you?

Sticky: I was asked to make it into a series so this is the prequel to this! It will be an on going series. I don't know how many chapters yet.

UPDATED STICKY: hi yes, you may be seeing this thinking 'OB this definitely doesn't look like what you wrote before.' and you would be right, i hated it so i changed it. Sorry, love yall, bye T-T

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The activity at the Zenin compound was raising suspicion from their enemies, especially their biggest one The King of Curses. The two yakuza families had been cordial for the most part through the decades, but lately, the hot-headed Naoya Zenin was pushing his way into the King of Curses territory and that would not do, not at all. So, on top of the brazen acts by the end of that family, the activity coming from the compound DAILY was raising all alarms for Ryomen Sukuna. And the activity? It was you, coming in and out the front gates of the compound almost daily, always bringing something with you, always leaving without anything. The biggest issue, no one had any information on you and yet you were casually coming in and out of the compound as if you were an important member of the Zenin’s. The King of Curses needed to know your role with them and how to use it to his advantage to get Naoya out of his hair for good.

That’s what led to one of the King of Curses disgruntled underlings following you around for the last two weeks. Nothing you did was of interest; you were actually quite boring. Your day consisted of leaving your condo with a bag of who knows what to the Zenin compound, spending a few hours there, and leaving to go to the park not far from the compound to play chess? With old people? It was strange, and then after that, you would leave after seemingly beating every old man who would sit with you and play to go to a café or library to work away at something on your computer.

Sukuna’s face was twisted into a scowl as he read over the report of your day.

“What the fuck is this?” His voice made the men under his command shrink into themselves and back down.

“Sir, that’s all we have. That’s all she does.” One of them spoke up not meeting Sukuna’s glare. The man before them flexes his fingers in an attempt to quell his rage from snapping either of their necks.

“Do you at least have a name; do you have anything?”

The silence from their lack of response was louder than anything they could have said. Sukuna crumbles the report in his hand, balling his fist and banging it against the sturdy wooden desk. He had to think of something. There had to be something he could think of because surprisingly enough despite how arrogant and boisterous Naoya was, the boy kept his circle tight and private. Nothing that the boy doesn’t want out, never gets out. You truly seemed nothing of interest but then no one and he knew NO ONE was allowed to freely walk in and out of that compound so casually without significance. Also, there was something about you that he couldn’t figure out and it was driving him almost insane. He had seen videos in the reports he was being sent of you and the way you walked and carried yourself had him in thought. In thought of what? He really didn’t know but he knew he needed to figure out what your connections with all of this were. Just before he was truly about to lose his temper, he did have an idea. After all, you were a woman so this should at least get a little information out of you.

“Bring me Fushiguro .”

Fushiguro, Toji Fushiguro, was one of Sukuna’s subordinates who would be considered a ‘ladies man’ and you were a lady. It was one of the oldest tricks in the book. He would use Toji to sway you into giving up some type of information or at the very least gain a bit of your trust to get you here to interrogate that wouldn’t draw any suspicions from the Zenin’s. It was a good plan that has worked on more than one occasion. Well, that was what Sukuna assumed until Toji actually met you.

There you were, right on schedule, as usual, laughing at the older man who sat across from you. It seemed that you had been beating him at a round of chess and the old man was being grumpy about it. Toji walked up with his casual nonchalant attitude toward the bench you were sitting on.

“Well, aren’t you a pretty little thing?” Toji commented as he walked up to you. You look up at him, a slight scowl on your face that he wasn’t expecting. Women usually fawn over him always immediately, but you looked almost disgusted. The glares he was getting from the older men around you didn’t help his circumstance either.

“Did you need something?” Your tone is annoyed as you glare up at him. He chuckles at your hostility. That made you scowl even more; you really didn’t want to be bothered by this man especially one as seemingly cocky and self-assured as this one.

“I’ve seen you here at the park a few times and wanted to get your name.” He lied and he could tell you knew it was a lie by the way your eyes narrowed at him.

You roll your eyes, sighing going back to making a move on the board in front of you, “Well I haven’t seen you before so I would prefer not to acquaint myself with you.”

Toji could tell this was going to be a lost cause on his part. Sukuna was not going to be happy about this in the least bit but there wasn’t anything else he could do, your body language told him everything he needed to know. He raised his hands in defeat and apologized for bothering you, heading back to the car parked around the corner. If Toji was a man who didn’t value his life, he would tell the King that he should give up on seeing what you know unless he just wanted to kidnap and torture you. You didn’t seem like the kind of girl to just give in to anything easily, and these soft plans would be a waste of everyone’s time. But Toji was a man who did value his life at least a little, so he just planned to tell him exactly what happened and that you weren’t interested in speaking to him in the least bit.

Sukuna was frustrated with Tojis report, he couldn’t help but shoot one of the lackeys he had in the room. He didn’t kill him, maybe, but this was getting on his nerves quickly. The King’s attempt at trying to be subtle for once was getting him nowhere and it was pissing him off.

You knew you had been being watched for weeks now; it was almost obvious with the way that the same men kept appearing around the same time every day. They weren’t really good at this, it seemed to you. It didn’t concern you that much though, you understood why you may have been followed but you didn’t have any information of value. Naoya allowed you into the Zenin compound and he was never shy about what he did for a living or the type of man that he was. He didn’t value you as a person, so he allowed you to go and come as you pleased, which you were grateful for. He was a man who such self-assurance, such bravado, such misogyny that he didn’t find any value in hiding anything from you or your cousin that he made his wife. Your cousin, more of a sister to you than anything, was unfortunately the now wife of Naoya Zenin and the only reason you would EVER visit his compound. You hated every single second you spent in that space, but you did it for your cousin. She was trapped in these walls and unable to go anywhere unless it was with the end of the clan himself. The only thing that man allowed was for you to see her and you took that, making it almost your job to visit her every day in order to keep her sanity. You would bring her breakfast, books, snacks, or whatever you have found that could make sure she felt connected with the outside world and connected with something else besides the Zenin’s.

Every day you had almost the same schedule, visiting your cousin for a few hours, discussing the past day’s events and anything that you had brought over. Then you would go over to this beautiful park and play chess with the elders there, they adored you so much even if you beat them every time. After that, you would go off to either the library, a café, or anywhere that you could get back to work on your dissertation. That was the reason you had so much time to visit your cousin and make sure she was alright; you were working on your dissertation and that was the only thing that truly required your focus. You came from a wealthy family that was similar to the zenin’s in the way that there was no value to a woman besides being a bride. Luckily for you, your parents had agreed to allow you to finish any education before marrying you off just like your cousin. Which is why you are currently working on your Ph.D. in comparative literature. You had hoped to continue down the path of education hoping that if you elongate your studies, your parents will focus more on your brothers and forget about you. You hoped.

It had been a while since you had been followed and since your last encounter with that handsome but strange man who attempted to flirt with you for whatever reason that you completely forgot about those interactions. This is why the confusion on your face was felt by the elders that you usually play chess with as you walk to your park in the spot where you play to see them laughing and playing with someone else who isn’t you. It took you WEEKS to have them allow you to play and now here sat a man in YOUR spot playing with them as they laugh and smile at the man.

There in your place sat a man you knew you had never seen before. There sat the King of Curses himself, Ryomen Sukuna.

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whispering-clan · 4 months

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Question for yall!

I have been thinking about the next few updates being a several part look into the gathering after the Tempeststar-mauling incident. However this will take me FAR longer to make than just continuing on into the next moon update. I would also not open character asks until after the gathering updates were done just for my sanity.

soooo....

I may veto the vote and decide for myself but this will help me decide!

#whisperingclan #cryptid plays clangen #clangen #warrior cats #poll

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jokersexymancompetition · 1 year

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WINNERS ANNOUNCEMENTS

Joker Sexyman Winners:

Congrats to Martha!

This is a win for Milfs everywhere. Now, let us look at our...

BIGGEST LOSER

10 Jokers lost in their first round and in their redemption round. But nobody had a lower number of votes than *drumroll*...

LETO JOKER

He couldn't even make it to 10% on either poll. so sad Anyway on to the

HONORABLE MENTIONS

The most popular live-action Joker was Heath Ledger.

He made it all the way to the 4th round, the only live-action joker to do so. Better luck next year.

The Joker with the most competition-related fan art was the '04 Joker!

His supporters were very proud of their man and his vampire version, making it all the way to redemption round 4.

And the Joker will the most RABID fanbase is Lego Joker

Seriously I got death threats.

Anyway, this was fun. I'll see yall next year.

#jsmc2023 #joker sexyman competition 2023 #joker sexyman tournament #joker sexyman competition #joker sexyman #joker #the joker #dc comics #dc sexymen #dc sexy competitions #detective comics comics #tumblr sexymen poll #tumblr sexyman #tumblr sexyman competition #not a poll

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sarahs-secrets2 · 1 year

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Leaving with Somebody Else (Phillip Graves x Reader) 18+ ࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

A little bit of a theme here with t1975 songs and Graves haha, hope yall enjoy! I opened up my requests tab if anyone wants any Phillip X Reader drabbles :) I'm going to start posting more Phillip bits more frequently so feel free to follow to stay updated! <3

(P.S. This is a separate work from my other fic, check out my masterlist for the Sex-t1975 x Phillip Graves fic, part 2 will be out sometime this week!)

Loosely based on Somebody Else by t1975

gn! mentions of boyfriend, no use of Y/N

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Tad OOC, ANGST, swearing, alcohol, mentions of hookups, pet names, some NSFW

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Arms linked walking into a dive bar, you looked around the room taking in the smell of shitty alcohol, looking at the handsome man standing next to you as you both smiled at each other. Unbeknownst to either of you, a somewhat of a bitter ex sat at the bar watching the encounter.

Phillip Graves threw back his bourbon motioning at the bartender for another one, it was his 3rd already, maybe the 4th, he didn't bother to count. He watched as you dragged your newest “toy” across the bar to a booth, where you both sat on the same side, something he introduced to you.

“Phillip no way in hell are we sitting on the same side of this booth c’mon”, you laughed as you tried to push him out of the seat. Graves looked at you with a smirk, “Darling, you're gonna have to try harder to get me away from you”.

The memory was haunting, it made him sick. He had heard around the barracks you were with someone new, he didn't care to hear the rest though. It was easier for him to erase you from his memory than indulge in the what-ifs.

Phillip and you had called it quits officially a year ago, the following 5 months consisted of late-night hookups trying to convince each other that maybe you could fix it.

“I can't keep doing this at 4am Phil”, you were sorting through your clothes and getting dressed after crawling back to your ex, despite telling yourself that last time was the last time.

“I don’t see the issue doll, I think we work perfectly together, c’mon let’s try it again, we’ll be better”. Despite wanting to believe him, you knew the spark was gone, and the hookups just prevented the inevitable of not seeing each other again. Phillip would never admit that the love had gone cold, it had to be you.

Finally dressed, you walked over to Graves, who was standing by the bed. His hair tousled, with his blue eyes piercing through you. Small tears started to roll down your face as you reached a hand up to cup Phillip’s face, he knew what was coming.

“Thank you”, is all you said as you placed a small kiss on his cheek and headed out his door for the last time.

After that night Phillip always tried to tell himself that you would come back, just like last time. Now back in the bar, he saw you with somebody else, confirming the swirl of rumors he once tried so desperately to ignore.

Phillip knew and had come to accept that there was no love there anymore, and he told himself he had gotten over you but seeing you with somebody else made his heart pound. Thinking about you and your new boyfriend doing the things you and he used to do. The weird ownership he felt over you as if you weren't allowed to be sitting with somebody else.

Sitting in the booth with your new beau, you could feel eyes on you. Glancing up, you saw Phillip Graves sitting casually at the bar with his classic bourbon. He was probably meeting some new girl, you thought to yourself. Graves was always the most attractive man in the room, there was no doubt about that, seeing him again confirmed that.

Your mind wandered, did he move on to? It was a tad hypocritical to feel upset that he may be waiting for somebody else as you were quite literally there with a new guy, the feeling of jealousy still plagued your mind.

“You alright babe?” the voice next to you pulling you back to reality.

“Yeah, a bit lost in thought”, your hand grazing the bicep of the man, “ Mind getting me a drink?”

He smiled and nodded as he stood up kissing your forehead, “I’ll get your usual”.

Graves watched the whole encounter, feeling as if he was transparent, did you see him sitting 5 feet away from you? Did you care? His empty glass clinked on the wooden bartop, this time the bartender was ready with the next one. Phillip’s eyebrows raised as a silent thank you to the man behind the bar.

“Is that any good, I can’t decide what to get,” Graves' head whipped around, was this real? The man you walked in with, now talking to him. He must've not known the history, Graves told himself, no way he would be talking to your ex if he knew otherwise.

“It’s s’alright, gets the job done ya know”, Graves tipped the drink toward the source of his jealousy.

“That's convinced me enough, thanks dude”, the man's hand patted Graves' shoulder as he ordered a bourbon and some drink Graves had not heard of. It hadn’t been that long and Phillip felt as if you were a stranger to him.

Too distracted with your phone to notice the interaction being had with your current and past lovers, only looking up once you heard the glassware of the drink hit the table. “Bourbon? You hate bourbon”, confusingly looking at the stout glass your boyfriend held as he took a small sip. “The guy at the bar recommended it, it's not horrible”

“The guy as in the bartender?”

“No the dude on the stool with the blue button up”, you didn't even have to look over to figure out he was talking about Phillip, was this some tactic to get under your skin? Downing the rest of your drink, you looked up at your boyfriend in front of you.

“Forget the bourbon, let's go home”, at this point you figured Phillip was trying to get your attention, thinking you would run back to him. Tugging at the collar of your boyfriend's shirt you pulled him in for a slow kiss, knowing Graves who was sitting 5 feet away was watching.

Phillip finished his drink with the bartender now signaling him he had been cut off by handing him the tab that had been racked up over the night. His eyes now glued to the pair in the booth with his stomach churning, the kiss made him want to throw up. That was him at one point, and now you're intertwining your soul with somebody else.

Graves' eyes followed you, as your boyfriend led you out of the bar as you happily trailed behind.

You were leaving with somebody else as he sat at the bar with his empty glass and hefty tab.

Phillip forced the down idea of the two of you together as he threw down some cash and picked up his jacket to leave the shitty bar. Skimming through his contacts and finally landing on your name, Graves deleted the contact, and the memory attached to it. It was time to get over it and find somebody else.

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This made me sad writing this omfg

#Spotify #phillip graves #philip graves x reader #phillip graves x reader #cod modern warfare #warren kole #cod mw2

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stars-of-kyber · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers!

@dreamstone28737 tagged me on this fun thing <3 thank you love!

1- How many works do you have on AO3?

32! Holy shit that's a lot.

2- What's your total AO3 word count?

351,009 words and counting. Again, I'm shocked at how much I've got done lol

3- What fandoms do you write for?

Right now at this moment, Bridgerton.

4- What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1st- You Belong With Me - 821

2nd -Falling For You - 451

3rd - You're The Only Thing I'll Ever Need - 423

4th - Lost, Drifting - 407

5th - Faithfully - 397

(The next one is Bad Habits which never stops to surprise me just how many Kudos it gets since it was one I thought I wouldn't get anything from.)

(God, I need to update my WIPs)

5- Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Honestly? Only when I feel I have something to add to the comment. Sometimes I see a comment with "Great Chapter/Episode" (which I really absolutely love, btw. Any comment makes me so damn happy I can't even explain) and I never know what to say to that and I don't want the person to feel I don't care about their comments when I just reply with "Thanks! I'm Glad you liked it <3" and I keep thinking about different things to read and I never can and when I see it, I have a bunch of unanswered comments which makes me overwhelmed to start.

So yeah, I usually only reply when I know what to say lol

6- What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ending? (none? lol)

Posted, I'd say "The Way I Loved You", which I thought the ending might be kinda open? I don't usually do sad endings. I think "Faithuffy", "Of Noble Blood" and "You Belong With Me" have some rather angsty parts, along with "Lockdown" which touched a rather sensitive part of me. But all the endings were/will be (THEY WILL HAPPEN I PROMISE!) happy.

Unposted, it's probably "A Dead Man's Tale" which I'm writing right about now and I hope to start posting by Halloween on Tuesday (fingers crossed). The ending is... sentimental? Idk Kinda sad but happy too? I have no idea how to describe that. Either that or Raise a Little Hell, my Bonnie and Clyde, which will be my only NHEA story ever(if), when I get to write it.

(Feel free to tell me which of my fics you think it's the angstier. I'm curious!)

7- What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All of them? Lol

Walking The Wire because I finished it? sdakljfkdsgh I have no idea. Maybe Lockdown bc it's such a hard battle to end happily in the end.

(Which of my fics yall think is the happiest? Please tell me bc I have no idea.)

8- Do you get hate on fics?

Not on the Bridgerton ones, thankfully. Everyone that reads it is amazing which makes me really happy.

I had a pretty harsh time when I started on the Reylo Fandom in Star Wars. Not fun, I'll give you that.

9- Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I write hotter scenes, although I don't think I've ever finished an entire sex scene. That said, I have a one-shot called Stockings that is about 85% done which is porn/no plot that I might one day finish but I'm not that much of a fan of it, to be honest.

10- Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Unless you count crossover with Julia Quinn's own other series, no I don't.

11- Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I am aware of.

12- Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, which is kinda sad because I am a translator and I could very well do it myself lol but Idk if there are too many Portuguese-speaking readers that would be interested in it, and although I speak pretty good Spanish, I'm a tad out of practice and I don't master the written language nearly enough to attempt to translate something to Spanish.

13- Have you ever co-written a fic before?

A long time ago in a Galaxy far far away. It was... nice. And not at the same time. I hold myself to very VERY high standards, so I'm extremely self-critical and working with someone with different styles and ideas can be really harsh without trying to dictate the way you want the story to go. Plus the three times I did, we ended up giving up halfway through the story lol

14- What's your all-time favorite ship?

This is a stupid question and I hate it. I'm not good at picking. I am deeply, truly in love with Kathony, and have been for the past couple of years, but if I had to say at the top of my head, the oldest OTPs that have been in my heart, the ones here for the longest time and never really left are Percabeth from Percy Jackson and Jily from Harry Potter. Reylo and Rebelcaptain in Star Wars were also a very big part of me for a long time and I love them.

Asking all-time faves is mean.

15- What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Sought you, Sang you, Dreamed you, my Reylo Kidfic. I love it so much and I am so sorry my baby, but I can't focus on Reylo anymore. I have complete faith I will finish all my Kathony fics one day, I really do.

16- What are your writing strengths?

I honestly have no idea. As I mentioned, I am very self-conscious about what I do and I have incredibly high standards about myself. It's not uncommon to see me saying I hate my story and I won't post it and it's absolutely shit, I have no idea why people read it. So pointing out a quality is really hard.

I guess I'm good at dialogues? I always felt they sounded nice, idk.

17- What are your writing weaknesses?

I'm running a risk of repeating myself too much if I mention standards and self-consciousness, don't I?

I am terribly wordy. Nothing I do is short because I need 1k words for something I could have done in 200. I always feel people will get bored by it.

I also sometimes feel I have issues representing the emotions I'm trying to put through in my story. Many times you'll find me going to a neutral third party saying "Please tell me what's missing here." bc I feel it lacks.

Let's not mention the lack of self-discipline and the amount of time it takes me to write a story/update something. And overthinking things. Also coming up with more ideas than I have time to write.

18- Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I do that all the time? I am a native Portuguese speaker and English is my second language.

19- First fandom you wrote for?

Lol that's going far back, isn't it? I have been writing originals since I was 10 (I have a lil notebook with the first story I've ever written, it's adorable, but as usual, incomplete), but in 2011 I was obsessed with a soap opera called Rebelde (the Brazilian version, when I liked the Mexican RBD one, I didn't really know what fandom was yet. BUT I'M GOING TO THE CONCERT ON THE 9TH I'M SO EXCITED) and my first fic was a Roberta x Diego one, which is complete and (unfortunately, -or not- not all of it) available in Nyah Fanfiction, although I wish it wasn't bc it's truly shit. Like very very very shit. It was crazy, she died of lung cancer in the end. I swear to God, I had no clue what was going on with me at 14.

20- Favorite fic you've written?

Okay, look, this is not fun lol

I truly, honestly can't pick. Each one is special for me for a different reason. The Way I Loved You was my first Kathony. You Belong With me my first WIP and I have such a special place for it. I could go on and on for hours. I love them all, even the ones which are not my faves (Bad Habits, Reading Project).

But I will be absolutely thrilled if you guys tell me your fave of my fics. I would love a lot to know.

I'll tag @mimix007 @waterlilyrose, @harnitbee, @bellascarousel, @ladystanbury, @searching4paradiso, @alihightowers and her dragon people and @suspendingtime

#my writing #Tag games #writing tag game #my fics #bridgerton

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g-on-ef · 10 days

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Okkk, I just read the recent chapter of the heart was build to break and I loved it , can't wait for the next arc especially niko's mafia side and the kidnapping arc. I am so excited for it , for all the drama with lan and Jeremy and niko and bran getting together

So take all the time you want

And as I have said before I am also eagerly waiting for your other fics too especially born sinner and to kidnap a lotus flower especially the drama and angst it will bring

Love ya and your works 😘😘

You are an angel I love you and I'm so excited to see your reactions to my stories I'm also excited for you to read my new nikobran book it's gonna be epic ^^ along with the heart was meant to bleed which is the lanjere side and omg I'm so excited for you to read it ^^

Anon asked: Hello, I just recently read all your fics and I loved it.

Especially born sinner and to kidnap a lotus flower. I just love how you changed the dynamics and made nikolai more dangerous type.

And after reading the first chapter I just need more and all the hints that you are putting here and there is not enough. ( I am not forcing you to update early I am just saying that I love your stories)

Also in to kidnap a lotus flower, I am excited to see how bran reacts to all this, how everyone will react, family fighting for their kids and I can't even imagine how Levi will accept nikolai after the stunt he pulled, also I am excited to see who finds bran first It's leaving me with more questions like in born sinner how will nikolai figure out the other stalker of bran and to what extent is the stalker gonna go to get bran.

How will lan and bran fix their relationship. Also will there be any war between lan and niko

Last but not the least I hope everything gets better in the heart was build to break, I am crazy excited for the mafia arc and kidnapping arc, I just want to know what triggered nikolai to kidnap bran, who will be the culprit who hurt bran before P. S I hope you will update soon 😁

Thank you love ^^ I love kidnapping scenes so whenever I can I write them and hopefully I can change them around instead of having the same thing being written ^^

To kidnap a lotus flower is gonna be a blood bath families going against each other secrets being revealed and there's a scene I wanna write where one of the Elites isn't the biological child of someone and have the mother cheat on the father but I feel like that's to much I may or may write but we'll see how it goes either way there's a lot of drama to keep you all in suspense ^^

Levi...is gonna be an interesting character

I keep leaving hints but trust all will be answered asap just know his hands are tied and he can't do anything to help his son

Yall are gonna see how far this kidnapper is gonna go in born sinner he is out for blood as well and spoilers {ill be adding it to the warnings} someone dies yep someone is gonna die ^^ or permanently maim idk yet

Niko will figure it out but by than it's gonna be to late because Bran is already taken ^^

Bran and Lan are gonna have an interesting dynamic I can't wait to explore trust they are in for a wild ride ^^

Lan and niko oh boy Lan and niko are yeah you guys are gonna have to read to find out what happens ^^

Anon asked: Hi, I read your heart was build to break and I loved it, I am excited to read the next arcs especially mafia arc and the kidnapping arc. I am presuming everyone in king family except for bran and glyn knows that niko is in mafia ( I mean lan already knows) I am excited to see bran's reaction when he finds out that niko is in mafia and I am curious whether niko will find out or not that lan was the one who hurt bran btw I want lan to fix his relationship with bran ( my heart broke for him 🥲) i can't imagine the family's reaction when bran goes missing can't wait to see how niko is gonna win over them

I also read your other fics, I am excited for kill for you die spill blood for you Born sinner and to kidnap a lotus flower is also my favorite.

I am loving it how you changed the dynamics. Can't wait for the next chapter of born sinner, I hope niko and lan will team up to save bran

In to kidnap a lotus flower, I am so excited to see how lan is gonna react when niko kidnaps bran that too in front of him 😆 and levi's reaction to it, no way is levi gonna allow bran to be with lan.

Although I wanna know for how long can niko keep bran away from his family because it's a fight between bratva and king family directly

You can take all your time 😁

Mmmm Eli Creigh and Lan definitely know the rest of the Kings ie their parents not so much its gonna be interesting to see how they all react once the truth is out ^^

Bran is gonna find out in the worst ways like I'm talking what the fuck Niko way ^^

Lan and Bran will mend their relationship but its gonna take a lot of groveling especially since Niko isn't gonna let Bran out of his sight ^^

I'm so excited for you to read what I have in store trust it's gonna be epic ^^

#the heart was build to break #born sinner #to kidnap a lotus flower #nikobran #my writing #questions about my story #anon #anon asked #anonymous asks #lovely anon #sleepless-winter-nights

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kamari333 · 1 year

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may 16 personal update

Under the cut so yall dont have to see if you dont wanna:

So I got Tears of the Kingdom (because deep down I'm still a The Legend of Zelda fanboy, an absolute fanslut, a whore if you will), and I'm low key angry how much fun it is. I'll be taking a few days to just eat this game and digest it.

As for my fics, I have plans:

I'm super behind in updating "It Could Be Worse" and it will probably stay that way for a bit. I'm not abandoning the fic, I just need to focus on finishing some of my shorter wips so I feel less stressed about how many wips I have.

My current goal is to finish "An Anthology of Dreams" and then the as-yet-unmade appending Sequel that joins "An Anthology of Dreams" with "An Anthology of Nightmares" back into consecutive events. I'll probably also go into "A Skeleton Plague Doctor in Lord Dream's Court" and tweek a few details that got better fleshed out in the anthology (past me, how could you write out of order, this is your fault). When I have done all of that, everything will be ready to write "Poignance" later! Yay!

In summary, I'm getting the "Dr33mtal3" series all cleaned up so I can write my ship fic in peace <3 I'm also working on the Dr33mtal3 TPE timeline comic on the side, which i'd love to finish before starting into "Poignance".

After finishing the anthologies, my next plan is to finish a little side project I havent posted yet. I have several chapters done of it, but I wanna get it knocked out so it isnt sitting there glaring at me anymore lol.

Then I wanna knock out another "It Could Be Worse" chapter (or two- they tend to come in pairs).

And then back to the "Ebott is a Multiverse" series again to, hopefully, finish off "Burlesque" and "Happily Ever Laughter".

When I reach this point, I wanna get back to semi-regular "It Could Be Worse" updates, and I'll either start using "Poignance" as a break from "Ebott is a Multiverse" or I'll be starting "Poignance" after "Burlesque" and "Happily Ever Laughter" are done. I dunno. This is a bit too far out for me to be sure of.

These are my plans anyway.

I'm dealing with some personal problems which you're welcome to ask about in DMs or on discord, but they don't seem worth going on about here.

Remember, my inbox is always open and I love hearing from you (and maybe making friends, who knows).

Oh, and if you read this far, <3 I appreciate you.

#kamari333thoughts

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yanderememes · 2 years

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Solitary Love Chapter 12

Sorry for the late update yall! 😭 A lot of things have been happening in my life. More like a lot of changes (positive changes) have occurred these few weeks so I was taking some time to adjust but I'm back, baby!

This chapter is the first of many symbolism I'm adding to this fic, hehe~ I hope yall will be able to catch on but I know you guys are smart so I don't have to worry.

Enjoy! ❤️

It had been a few days since your last encounter with the Don. Since then, he hasn’t really bothered you much. These past few days gave you time to learn about your new environment and to think about what you were to do next.

First, your phone.

When Giorno handed you your phone back, you discovered some new things. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with it aside from your gallery being wiped out and your inability to download and open social media. What surprised you was how your phone had internet access, or rather, restricted internet access would be the correct term. There were certain sites you weren’t allowed access to and even your search history was limited since Giorno blacklisted words like ‘escape, run away, prisoner, police, authorities, missing, kidnapped’. You also noticed how his credit card was automatically synced, meaning you could buy anything and everything to your heart’s content. You figured this was his way of showing his “love” and a means to gain your forgiveness.

The credit card wasn’t a bluff though. Just yesterday you received a package with all the things you ordered. It was all random things from toothbrushes to fidget cubes since you were only testing it but the package that sat in your room was confirmation that it was the real deal. You had access to his credit card.

Second, every escape route has been blocked.

Your room was your prison cell despite the extravagant and lavish furnishings it held. The door is kept locked with a card key and an alarm installed. The card key wasn’t just given to anyone though. While making your observations, Maria was the only maid who carried it on her. Whenever the maids and/or butlers needed entry into your room, Maria is always there to give them access. She did mention that she is the head of the maids in this villa. From there, you were able to deduce that only trusted figures who oversee your imprisonment are given card keys to your room. As far as you know that’s only Giorno and Maria.

Escaping through the windows isn’t plausible either. Your windows were screwed shut tight and to make matters worse, you didn’t have anything in your room to pry them open. Giorno probably took this into consideration when he was planning your kidnapping. Not to mention, the unfortunate floor planning. Even if you somehow managed to escape through the window, your room was on the third floor and you’d most likely sustain heavy injuries from dropping from such heights.

Third, there is always someone watching you.

True to his words, you had bodyguards, maids, and servants at your beck and call. They serviced you and provided you with anything you wanted. You barely ever had to move a finger since the maids and butlers were a step ahead of you. Even this morning, as soon as you got out of bed, there were maids who came in to clean your room, serve breakfast, and make your bed for you. The frequency of the servants of this house served to be a reminder that you’re being watched and to ensure you don’t escape.

If it was just the servants, you wouldn’t mind but it was the bodyguards who would be your problem. Looking out the window, there are clearly several big and scary-looking men in black suits patrolling the villa outside. Maybe that’s why he gave you this view out of your window. Not for sightseeing or to find solace that there is an outside world to your prison but for you to see how futile escaping is with all the guards patrolling the villa.

Sometimes, through the small glimpses of when the door is open for the maids to enter, you can see some bodyguards patrolling the hallways just outside of your bedroom. They all had earpieces attached to them, probably as a means to communicate with each other but it's likely they’re giving updates to Giorno about what you’re doing.

These three things were what you gathered during your stay here. By tomorrow, it’ll be a week since you’ve been kidnapped.

God, a week, huh? Everything just seemed to go by so fast yet so slow at the same time. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t bother you that no help has come your way but you didn’t want to give up. You spent the last few days observing and watching. To look for an opening and you think you might have just found it. Now all that’s left is to set the plan in motion. You will escape!

In the meantime, your best bet is to be on your best behavior so as to not raise any suspicions.

***

“Maria, Giorno doesn’t know you and Polnareff have been talking to me, right?”

It was the usual cleaning time for your room. Today, it was Maria who was assigned to clean and you couldn’t be happier. It's nice seeing a familiar face and having someone to talk to. The other maids are all too afraid.

“Non lo so, bambina. But if he doesn’t, I doubt it will stay that way. Don Giovanna has eyes and ears everywhere,” Maria answered while dusting the windows.

She doesn’t have to tell you twice. You’re certain there are surveillance cameras implanted in your room you’ve yet to find. Heck, there are 2 bodyguards standing just outside your door.

“Won’t you get in trouble for talking to me?”

“Oh, I’m an old woman now. Death doesn’t scare me.”

Death? Maria said it so nonchalantly that it didn’t seem like she was joking. But would Giorno really go that far? Kill Maria just for talking to you? He couldn’t… right?

“And Polnareff?”

“Signor Polnareff is Don Giovanna’s right-hand man. It will be hard to find a suitable replacement but I can’t say for certain, bambina. Don Giovanna can be hard to understand at times.”

You hesitate to speak. You surely didn’t understand the extent of Giorno’s power as a mafia boss but you had a vague idea. “If you stop talking to me, I understand,” your brows furrow and your mouth drops into a frown. If you were really honest, you wish Maria and Polnareff will continue to talk to you. But you knew that’s just wishful thinking. To defy a mafia boss is practically asking for death and that’s not something you could allow. Maria’s blood would be on your hands just as much as Giorno’s. You could never forgive yourself if Maria or Polnareff were killed because of you.

Maria stops dusting and smiles, “you’re such a kind girl, y/n. Worrying about an old lady like me when you’re in this situation.” When Maria notices the visible frown on your face, she continues her task, “I’ll be cautious. I’m in no rush to die yet and I’d like to continue serving you, signora l/n. If that’s okay with you,” she reassures you.

You smile at her comment, “I’d like that.”

With Maria and Polnareff here, you didn’t feel as lonely. Being able to interact with them was a form of escapism from the harsh reality of your current life. You knew it might not last forever. Eventually, Giorno will find out and revoke this small blessing from you but until then, you wanted to make the most of this time you can spend with them.

Glancing at the clock, Maria gathers her things and prepares to head out your door, “time to go, bambina. Don Giovanna will be here soon,” she gives you a nod and shuts the door behind her. The ever-so-audible sound of locks being armed rang through your ears, signalling that you were once again, alone.

Sighing, you grab one of the books from the bookshelf and sat at the edge of your bedside. Giorno really did his research about you. There isn’t a single book that didn’t pique your interest. Well, it at least gave you something to do. Reading was just one of the ways you would pass the time in this isolating prison cell. You turned to the first page of the book and began reading.

***

You could hear the sound of the alarm permitting access and the door opening. You didn’t need to turn around to know who had entered your room as the footsteps distinctly made it clear who it was. The click of expensive leather dress shoes was accompanied by soft and careful treading but his presence was strong and the cologne’s scent became more salient as he approached where you sat.

Giorno takes his seat next to you. He left some distance but he was still too close for your comfort. You didn’t acknowledge his presence. You made it a point to ignore him and to treat him like he’s dead. It’s just one way of enacting your revenge on him as petty as it sounded.

“Come stai, mi amore?”

Almost instinctively, your brow twitches and your stomach churn. You don’t reply. You almost had to hold back a scoff. How dare he call you his amore? In a situation like this! You never consented to be his lover so he has no right to call you amore.

When you don’t respond, Giorno leans over slightly to peek at your book, hoping to spark a conversation, “what are you reading?”

Still giving him the silent treatment, you ignore his question.

“Hades and Persephone? Finding comfort in reading about a character who you can relate to?”

You sighed, how dare he’d suggest you succumb to the same fate as Persephone, “Greek mythology keeps the mind entertained when there’s nothing else to do,” your eyes never leaving the pages of the book.

Giorno doesn’t show it but he’s smirking on the inside. He finally got you to speak to him, even if he had to rile up the bear a little. “Hades is often portrayed as a villain in media because he’s the God of the underworld. But what a lot of people miss was how he was the tamest in comparison to his brothers. He was loyal, unlike Zeus and Poseidon who had multiple affairs in their life. Hades only had eyes for Persephone.”

“Until reality hit him and he realized that kidnapping a girl isn’t how you win her affections”

Giorno paused, “Persephone eventually fell in love with him.”

“Well, it’s called Greek mythology for a reason. It’s just a myth. It's romanticized, just like everything else in media.”

“Concordo (I agree).”

You had to admit, Giorno didn’t bother you nearly as much as you thought he would. He gave you space and always kept his distance. He never forced you to do anything you didn’t want to do. You hated to say it, but he was considerate. With every visit, Giorno would indulge in your hobbies and encourage you to participate in them. He always had supplies ready for you whether it be for art, reading, exercise, etc. You figured it was because he wanted to respect your boundaries. Weird, isn’t it? Your captor gives you such hospitality.

Still, you wanted to poke back at him for his earlier comment when he suggested you’d fall for him just as Persephone did for Hades. “Demeter was enraged when her daughter went missing. Although Hades and Demeter struck a compromise to share Persephone, Hades learned how to let her go.”

“Hades and Demeter had opposing powers. Demeter gave life whereas Hades could only control death. He didn’t have the means to grow life and replace Demeter’s powers. If he possessed her powers while remaining king of the underworld, he’d be invincible. Hades would never have had to let Persephone go because he’s the strongest. Demeter would have never stood a chance.”

You turn your head and finally face Giorno, “that’d make him a true God then. To control both life and death.”

“Persephone would never be able to escape. Because she knew it’d be useless.”

***

Your conversation with Giorno kept replaying in your head as you lay in your bed staring at the ceiling.

“Persephone would never be able to escape. Because she knew it’d be useless,” those words sounded like a warning. Now that you know Giorno is a mafia boss, you know he possesses power. But to what extent and how far it reaches was still a mystery. He compared himself to a God and while you would like to just say he probably has a God complex, you didn’t sense he was lying. You pick up these things as a psych student but the way Giorno carried himself from the way he spoke and even how he walked, Giorno prided himself in always finding and knowing the objective truth. But then again, he might just be a psychopath who’s learned how to lie.

But at this point, it didn’t matter anymore. Mafia boss, psychopath, whatever he was. Because you were going to prove him wrong. Tomorrow would mark a week since your capture but also the day you would escape.

#giorno giovanna #yandere giogio #giorno x reader #yandere giorno #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere #yandere jjba #yandere jojo x reader #jojo golden wind #jojo part 5 #jojo vento aureo #solitary love #yandere giorno x reader

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cassyapper · 9 months

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OC! TIME!!

<3 thank u to everyone who has encouraged me now u get oc lore tonight rather than tomorrow

so, here's a collection of notes re characters and worldbuilding. some of this is stuff i already had in my head but im ready to share publicly now, and some of this is stuff that is genuinely as new to me as it'll be for yall but im set on it so. here we go

character updates

so i've mentioned arha is a solider*. the truth is arha is originally a soldier for the opposing country to ai/william/adalia's. in fact she and ai et al meet because arha is captured after a battle. arha is snapping at people and fully prepared to be either tortured or killed or sent to an absolutely abysmal prison and she is not looking forward to it so she's hoping for the best of the options (dying) by provoking them. shes honestly exhausting to deal with so she gets relegated to a tent as a makeshift jail for a while LOL. eventually ai comes in as part of her duties and is like "are you ready to be a normal person and go get dinner" and arha is like "what" and ai is like "it's dinner time. i was sent to fetch you. or did you want to see the doctor first." "arent you going to kill me" "why the fuck would we kill you when you surrendered already" oh arha mad af about that line she doesnt like being reminded of surrendering she's so prideful but she's also confused af. she grew up being told that if the enemy caught her she was for sure going to fucking die and be miserable while she did but here therye offering medical attention?? arha does not like being left in the dark so she just complies. to a point. basically she jsut follows ai around and makes her explain things and ai is like so fucking annoyed but arha wont leave her alone no matter how snippy she is or how much she ignores her so she figures answering her questions will get her to leave her alone (at least until they finish this campaign and return to the capital and arha in theory goes to actual jail. of course arha grows on her and vice versa. cause . im weak. theyre gonna be endgame whatever that means)

adalia kills a man revealed: the man is her country's fucking general. th set up: upon return to the capital after aforementioned campaign, another drafting occurs, and since this is common place seeing as they have been at war for 100 years now, no one is really surprised and it doesnt raise super big alarms however the rules have changed while ai adalia and william's troop were out; age of enlistment has been lowered. zoinks! so context for it: when they make it back to the capital, ai and arha return to ai's mother's house. ai's mom is really uspet over arha being there and she and ai get into a big argument about it. ai's mom is like "i just dont understand why you care, her country killed your father and brother" and ai is like "no YOU did when you refused to LOOK FOR THEM" and she storms out. arha of course follows but before she does ai's mom asks her to please look out for ai cause "she obviously chose you. you need to choose her too. you need to. i will never forgive you if you don't." arha is troubled by this but agrees and ai's mom lets them go. they go to adalia's house to spend the night but uh oh Adalia Has Killed A Man. while arha and ai clean her up as her family is gathering supplies for travel packs, adalia manages to shakily explain: when adalia came home, she found the general there and he was drafting her two siblings (twins, aged 12). adalia could not let that happen so in her panic, and in line with her training, she jsut swung a sword at her problems. this kills the man. uh oh! and now adalia has to flee cause like. she can't stay she has committed utmost treason. and the general is Going to be found and if her family tries to hide it they are going to Die and adalia is not gonna let that happen. so she will run. arha and ai go with her of course. and on their way out of the city william finds them cause already, when the general never appeared at the next house he was supposed to draft from, military personnel had been deployed over the city to investigate. william decides to go with them too cause he's just too soft and frankly he doesnt wanna participate in a military that engages use of child soldiers it's not what he signed up for. wow it's almost like both countries have their skeletons and both were employing fucked up tactics against their citizens...anyway. the silver lining is that adalia killing the general did in fact save her siblings form being drafted (for now) cause the houses were chosen at complete random it's kinda like a fucked up lottery thing. since adalia wont let her family cover up her crime and in fact makes them turn her in (just yknow once she's out of the house; theyre gonna be all "oh we woke up in the night and found the general dead and adalia gone") so that officials wont punish them by sending in the twins anyway cause like, as far as the law is concerned they had nothing to do with adalia turning rogue. but this wont keep them from being named in other drafts...but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.

ther's gonna be an underwater arc and ai is . well. ai. (: m'beware the light. n'lol

qiu, due to being raised by dragons ie some of the most blunt species on the planet, just fucking sucks at human social etiquette. he is very forthcoming and his speaking tone is very flat and he does not Do minor facial expressions his face shifts from its resting state only to full-on smile or full-on frown etc. he is very honest in this way but he reads as very blunt and honestly? kinda mean. but he's literally not trying to be he's just standing there. if you know anything about deaf culture he's very similar to that. just no filter or what human hearing etiquette calls a filter. he also gestures in weird ways cause dragons do most of their gestures with wings cause theyre tetrapods and qiu obviously is bipedal. he's got constantly chicken wings going on also t-rex hands

im going to be candid btw arha and ai are based on my read on noritaro. so sorry. it's the only way i could get myself to think about these guys again after three years forgive me

william is 44. when ai's village was raided when he had just officially become a soldier, so he was called in to help reclaim the town and drive off the enemy soldiers. he and ai never actually meet during this because ai and her mom were long gone by the time reinforcements arrived, but he saw firsthand how fucking ravanged the village was and how indescriminate the killing was so when he finds out ai is from there and was a child during that, he just can't help but feel bad honestly. like he's nice in general but that's the reason he gives ai so much leeway. he kinda pities her. she hates him for it a little but eventually it evolves past pity and as such she stops hating him

worldbuilding:

the reason ai at el and arha's countries are at war is cause, okay. country a (ai et al's country) and country b (arha's country) are both world superpowers. there are others beside them but theyre big players in the game so to speak. both are very influential etc. however they're very different: country a is a xenophobic ethnostate that hates magic for religious reasons, and country b is based on a huge metropolis of many intersecting races and such, such as orcs, humans, dwarves, elves, etc. im still adding stuff. and theyre very big on magic. one day 100 years ago kingdom b accuses kingdom a of stealing a very important magical artifact in order to get an edge on them in terms of world superpowerism. kingdom a is very offended that they've been accused of wanting fucking anything to do with magic let alone dealing with kingdom b or lands that have people not of the same ethnicity and they accuse kingdom b right back of making shit up, esp cause kingdom b won't actually describe the artifact or what it does, just so they can use it as a bartering tool for their land (there has been a few land disputes over resources lately). so war breaks out cause neither side is happy and there's already a lot of judgement and irritation going in. so. yikes

magic! speaking of! let's discuss. it's something anyone can learn in this world but some people are more naturally inclined to it. it's a lot like being ambidextrous: some people just know intuitively how to do it and others have to be taught but either way both can do it and both can be very good at it. witches are magic users that had to be taught and wizards are magic users that had a natural affinity for it. witches tend to use wands/staffs as conduits for magic; helps to get from point a to point b. wizards tend to use staffs/wands as well but just to make their spells more powerful. everyone has a sort of magical energy just by being alive in this world. however the amount of magical energy you have in you is finite like ur body isn't just gonna keep making more on its own just like normal energy, and if you drain yourself of your own juice by using too much magical energy you will die! so to replenish the supply (think of it like a health bar) you can do various things that all amount to just, using other lifeforms' magical energy. like, you know how energy from the sun is traced along the food chain. it's like that here. you can like take something's magical energy by eating it, by rubbing it on yourself like sunscreen and absorbing things that way, or inhaling things, etc. just any way you can think of how you get a vitamin, it's similar for how you can take magical energy from things. what your magic is and what it does depends on what you take magical energy from

um yes i believe that's all. i didnt proofread this so sorry. if you actually read all of this i think youre a fuckin saint

#cass cries #ocs

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askthehiddencaste · 2 years

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not so important news

hey just giving everyone a general update! This is the warning, i have a lot under the cut (for just my normal typing) so ive shortened it for convenience the TLDR: 1)trainings over for new job and ill be able to post more. 2)SORRY RP BUDDIES IM COMIN!! 3)tannos and heilel wrigglingdays are coming up end of oct/beg nov and shuskas is in dec. 4)the bonfire events i host for the library may be getting a side blog just to make the yearly events easier

ill be back to my regular shitposting for the most part now that the training with my new job is done. im going to be working overnights so ill post a lot more during either the EEEEEAAAAARRRRRLLLLYYY morning or closer to dark (central time) just because thats going to be the time im going to be awake lol yay graveyard shift

i want to apologize for not warning my rp partners that i wouldnt be replying for a while! I know i still owe @memurfevur 2, @laughingdarkdreams , @mageofspacemultiverse , @unothodox-hive-of-misfits , @dissident-capricous , @stuckstucktrolls , and @pixelgamer07 replies currently (this is counting both the sfw and nsfw blogs) if you do not see your tag on here and i owe you an rp reply, please give me a poke and a link and ill get to you asap!!!

ive got a couple of fun things planned out for the blog in the coming months, including a samhain bonfire to celebrate Tannos's wriggling day from the 31st-nov1 (which is when Samhain/the fall harvest is typically celebrated IRL) and a separate 'alternia drop day' for Heilel on Nov 2nd (Dio de Muertos((mini note thats also my birthday ^^))) just in case anyone wants to pester them on their days. From there the next day will be for Shuska on Yule(dec 21) to celebrate her wriggling day with another bonfire event and give everyone holiday gifts just for the season

the bonfire events will each have their own posts a little closer to the time and while they wont be as excitable as the YULE BALL that goes around every year, im hoping to see more people come through and just have fun with the RP experience ^^ im thinking about making a side blog to poke the bonfires onto just for ease of function/ finding as a 'setting' location for people to pop their holiday art/ drabbles/ etc into thats not as fancy / a little more comfortable to those who are new to the ftc or dont have as much experience with the larger event 'parties'

If youve made it all the way to the bottom and actually read this reply with a spider for spooky month lol

in all seriousness though i do appreciate everyones patience with me especially with the past few months and sticking around and being my friends. i love yall <> ~Kanny

#kanny things #kanny speaks #kanny is watching

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channel-54 · 2 years

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Hello everyone and welcome back!! We have something very exciting to tell you about today! It’s a continuation of something we previously covered, but things have advanced

Remember our story on the eddsworld pride catboys? Well you're probably thinking “it’s not even pride month anymore though?” but this has gone so far beyond that, just earlier this month, july 15, an official member of the crew (@AnimationKas on twitter) posted this drawing of catboy Edd with the caption “yall wanted catboys here’s a little meow meow :3″

Some are saying this is a coincidence, others think not, personally I’d love to hear what you all have to say on the matter! Either way, if not a coincidence this means big things for the revaluation, we have a man on the inside. I’ll be sure to keep you all posted and bring you any updates, I’d like to thank @coolgamingfacts for telling us about this and making it possible, I’d also like to thank you viewer! this show wouldn’t exist without you! I’ll see you all next time and until then, this is walter, signing off!-

#channel 54 #channel 54 news #eddsworld #eddsworld catboy revolution

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dhmis-askblog-au-thingy · 2 years

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(Mod: Heya!! Sorry for being gone for a bit!! Now I just wanna update yall that asks will have to be drawn on paper (or possibly only through words depending on the ask) for the next few weeks due to something going on in the mods personal life- BUT!! I’ll do asks as often I can AND ALSO!! Just wanna let y’all know we are currently in the “exposition” of this blog, I have a lot and I mean a LOT of story things planned for the future, however here we are currently just getting introductions out of the way so, with that being said, I am currently asking for some asks!! They can be about what happened on June 19th, they can be questions about something in regards to a character, you can even ask a character what they had for breakfast!! Whatever it is!! I am on my knees BEGGING for asks rn!! The story will start soon, I’m thinking some point after the next 3-5 asks!! Either way, I’ll be getting back to answering asks soon, again, they will be done on paper and possibly words too just for the time being!! But, in the meantime!! Send some questions in, have fun with them too!! (But don’t send SUPER off topic asks-) BUT!! Yeah!!! Anyways I’ll get to answering asks soon!! Till then bye bye!! See you guys soon!! ^^)

#not an ask

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lunerna21 · 2 years

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Since I’m working overnight (thanks to my wonderful job) 🙄 I figured I would check to see what’s coming up for events in September

YALL THERES SO MUCH HAPPENING THIS MONTH

FIRST OF WE GOT CAMP VARGAS

FINALLYYYYY

HELL YES

I can finally get Ruggie’s cute SSR outdoor wear 😍❤️

CAN I PLEASE GET RUGGIES SSR UNIFORM PLEASE!?

I just need Riddle, Ruggie and Leona and then I can anxiously wait for Idias and then Malleus 😈

AND ITS THE BEST TIME OF THE YEAR!!

ITS SPOOKY TIME BITCHES!! 👻🎃💀

I cannot wait to get everyone’s costumes

I’ve been dying for this event and it’s my favorite time of the year so I’m hyped for this

AND we have Jamil and Ace’s Birthday Bash event 😍❤️

I’m really excited to play through these events like I’ve been anxiously waiting to do the Halloween events and Camp Vargas

But I just wish we got an update on when Book 6 is next. I know what happens in Book 6 (and DAMN this book fucking broke me emotionally and I will NOT spoil anything)

But I hope they don’t delay it too much longer

I’m not emotionally ready to play through Book 6

I really want to get caught up to the Japanese server so badly

But either way I can’t complain with all these events going on in September

Happy Spooky Season everyone! 🎃👻💀

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #IM SO EXCITED #its spooky time #SPOOKY BITCHES #halloween #ruggie bucchi #jamil viper #ace trappola

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eyndr-stories · 2 years

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To Be Human (FNAF SN fanfic) C6 - Brain's Haunted

In Summary:

In a distant future where humans no longer roam the Earth and the sentient robots they left behind are left with little to no clues as to the lost history of their inherited world, Sun and Moon take up the title of scientists and endeavor to create their own human in their lab (that's where you come in!) in order to shed light on the mystery that is the lost history of the human race. Shenanigans and existential dread ensue as you, a funky little lab creature given sentience, attempt to puzzle out what it really means to be human.

Things To Know (always read responsibly!):

Reader insert! Y/N is not used and gender is not specified, though later in the fic the reader receives a name (also, this reader does not have any boobas lol which I only mention because reader doesn't have a shirt when they first Emerge From The Science Tube Thing and I don't mean to curse / bless yall with the mental image of reader just runnin around titties out lmao)

Nohurt / comfort :^)

Non-specified relationships between reader and Sun & Moon, this can be read either as pals or more, totally up to your interpretation

enemies (sorta??) to friends (to perhaps more, up to u lol)

Sun & Moon are referred to with gender neutral pronouns

The reader and other characters are often in mortal peril! This world is full of Funky Creatures (other than you) and some of them attack and hurt several characters, including the reader character

On that note there is some blood and minor gore

Occasional swearing

Reader is at times kidnapped / brough to / kept in places against their will

Thoughts and ponderings of sentience and whether or not your thoughts and feelings are your own

Sun & Moon treat the reader as if they are not sentient / intelligent for the first few chapters

That's all I can think of, as always if you want me to add something please let me know!

Start reading here: Chapter 1

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C6 - Brain's Haunted

Headache.

You were cold, despite the fine layer of sweat covering you. Your arm ached and throbbed. It was all you could focus on. You couldn't even open your eyes.

You slipped back out of consciousness. When you came to again, the pain in your arm now dulled but still overwhelming, your muddled mind wondered briefly if you ceased existing when you were unconscious. Not physically, of course. Your body was still there, still suffering. But were you there? Were you elsewhere, or nowhere at all?

You could hear Sun talking. The words worked their way into your hazy perception.

"…can't help feeling bad, Moon. They tackled a creature thrice their size to save me, why would they do that?? Why wouldn't they just run?"

"I don't know." Moon sounded almost as tired as you felt. "I really don't know. But I'm glad they did. You're lucky I'm not talking to just your head right now. Another few moments and that creature would have ripped you to pieces."

Sun was saying something else, but you were slipping back under.

The next time you woke, you were no longer sweaty, but you were still cold. You had enough awareness to gather that you were laying on something blissfully soft. One of the cots.

You could hear Moon talking, but not Sun.

"…entirely accidental. We can only speculate as to how this… sentience occurred. Looking back, it seems almost obvious… perhaps I didn’t want to see it. I couldn't explain it, I still can't, so… In any case. We've achieved in this prototype what we were hoping to accomplish in our final project, and then some. We weren't expecting… any of this." Moon paused and sighed.

You fought against the drowsiness to crack open an eye. You were indeed on a cot, one of the lower ones. Moon was pacing the room, recording themself with that square device again. Sun wasn't here, probably down in the lab.

"Other updates… Sun's casing is somewhat worse for wear. They suffered no major damage, but with their wiring exposed, I'm concerned for their well being and safety. The human is recovering slowly. They haven't woken yet. The… blood, I believe its called, stopped coming out, and Sun managed to clean and wrap the damaged area. I am… concerned. It would be remarkably inconvenient to have created a legitimate living human, only to have them immediately perish. Sun seems to have become emotionally attached, especially after the incident with the wild animals. I am… keeping an academically reasonable distance."

Moon put a hand over their arm, the one still hanging limp at their side. They hummed thoughtfully.

"In any regard, we will need to make a trip to the city soon for repairs and supplies. Sun wants to try and salvage any items they can from the old lab, despite the risks that entails. It hasn't been long enough, I have no doubt the authorities will still be after us. Not to mention… our old investor. Sun is adamant however. There is a particular artifact they want to recover. While very valuable, I am still of the opinion that these artifacts are not worth our potential capture or decommission. Especially considering that its not just the authorities after us." Moon sighed. "End recording."

Moon stared out the window for a long moment. You considered going back to sleep and just sleeping until your arm didn't hurt anymore, but you were also thirsty and hungry. You carefully pushed yourself up, grunting as you accidentally jostled your arm.

Moon turned at the noise. "You're awake. Finally."

You groaned.

"Feeling as fine as you look, I see."

You stuck your tongue out at Moon.

"Is it alright if I examine your wound? Make sure you're still healing alright?" Moon asked.

"Fine," you mumbled.

Moon came over and crouched by the cot. With slow and gentle hands, they methodically unwrapped the cloth from around your arm.

Your arm looked gnarly. There were just barely healed gashes where you'd been bitten, freshly formed scabs and bruised skin painting a large semi circle over your lower arm. It could be worse, you reasoned. It almost was worse. You recalled how Moon had saved your arm from being ripped off by that creature. You recalled as well how Moon had fought off the creature with the measuring tool, and how Moon had thought to bring it with them when you and Sun had taken too long to return.

You turned your gaze from your arm and up to Moon's face. Their right eye was still dead, blank and entirely dark. You frowned at the cracks branching along their faceplate.

Moon froze as you reached a hand towards their face. As gently as you could, you set your hand against the cracks, then brushed your thumb over them as if you could wipe the cracks away. Moon's hand hovered near yours, but they didn't move to stop you.

"Sorry," you whispered.

Moon stared at you, their gaze locked with yours.

"Sorry," you said again.

Moon looked at you for a very long moment, unmoving. You waited patiently for them to make the first move.

"I… I am sorry as well," Moon finally said. "I admit, I've been negligent of your perspective in all this… I know I've been… behaving poorly towards you. I seem to do a lot of that." Moon looked away. "I regret my behavior. I will work on treating you better, so long as you can do the same?"

You smiled. "Will… try. No… promises."

Moon's face softened. They rolled their eyes. Moon carefully re-wrapped your arm and sat back.

You pointed at Moon's damaged arm, and then at your own. "Same," you said.

"Yes, I suppose we match now." Moon looked amused. "Lets try not to make a habit of it."

You shrugged casually. Moon gave you a look.

The door hissed open, and Sun dragged their feet into the room. Their shoulders were slumped and their head hung low. As soon as they saw you awake, Sun's posture shifted dramatically, all signs of exhaustion vanishing.

"You're awake!!" Sun cried, hurrying over. "Are you alright?? How do you feel? Did you loose too much blood? Are you healing too slow?"

You smiled and took one of Sun's fumbling hands and gave it a little squeeze. You pat the shoulder of your injured arm, then waved nonchalantly, despite the fact that it still hurt very much.

"Oh, I don't believe that for a second." Sun 'tsk'ed at you. "Is there anything we can do to help?"

You were about to wave again, but then you remembered that actually, you were starving and your throat was dry and sore. You tapped the side of the cot once.

"What can we do?? What do you need?" Sun asked.

You opened your mouth wide and pointed inside. You chomped your teeth a few times.

Sun was already getting back up. "Oh, you're hungry again! I can get more berries-"

"Sun." Moon grabbed Sun's arm, stopping them in their tracks. "You are going to get some rest and not endanger yourself further. I will get the human some food."

Sun looked hesitant. "Are you sure, Moon??"

"I will be careful," Moon assured. They looked at you. "Is there anything else you need?"

You tapped once again. "Thirsty," you rasped.

"Thirsty?" Moon tilted their head.

You really wished you could get a hold of speech already. "Water… drink."

"Oh, I see. I will collect water from the creek, will that be sufficient?" Moon asked.

You tapped once.

"Very well. I'll be back shortly." Moon took a bag and left the building.

Sun was about to head to another cot when you stopped them. They looked at you curiously. "Did you need something else?"

You tapped twice. You pointed at Sun's torso, where the metal plating had been torn off, leaving jagged edges. Their lab coat was gone, you assumed it was torn.

"Hurt?" you asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Sun assured. "You really saved me, by the way. That was very brave of you, to fight off that creature. I'm still not sure why you did it, but… I'm very grateful."

"Friend," you stated, as if it were obvious.

"Friend??" Sun's face lit up. Their glowing triangles began to rotate clockwise around their head. "We're friends??"

You tapped once and smiled.

Sun looked giddy. "Friends with a human! I must be the luckiest bot in the world."

Sun laid down in a cot and got comfortable. "Rest well, friend!"

You laid back down yourself, relief washing over your tired bones as you did so. You repeated Sun's well wishing back to them. "Rest… well… friend."

~~~

The next few days were mostly a blur of rest, an ungodly amount of berries, and watching Sun and Moon prepare for a trip to the city. When they weren't arguing over what to bring or how they’d get around, they were asking you all sorts of questions and taking notes. You didn’t mind too much, it gave you ample opportunity to practice talking.

“These berries. You called them blueberries, right?” Sun asked.

You tapped once. The berries in question were sitting pleasantly in your belly as you sat up on the cot, facing Sun, who had pulled a chair over to sit by your bedside.

“How did you know the name of the berries?”

You paused. It wasn’t that you were having trouble with the words, not this time, you just… weren’t sure of the answer. “Word… pop. Into my head.”

Sun nodded. “I see. Is that the first time a word has popped into your head?”

You tapped twice. “So many words.”

“Does… everything you see or experience cause an explanatory word or label to come to mind?”

You tapped twice. “Most, though.”

Sun paused, lowering their square device to look at you fully. “When you were first activated, did you… could you try to describe your experiences as you remember them?”

You took a deep breath, feeling you were about to be putting your speaking skills to the test. “Overwhelming. Everything… suddenly all… at once. Things didn’t make sense. I still felt anyway. So much.” You paused as you started to get frustrated. There was so much to say, your mind was packed full of the memories of these experiences and you wanted to relate them to Sun so much better than this, but you just couldn’t. You took a deep breath, trying to be patient with yourself as you went on. “Things slowly made… sense. Still a lot. Still… all at once. Knew some things, not others. Confusing. More time… less confusing. Still a lot. Not a lot anymore. At first… misery.”

Sun paused for long enough to be sure you were done speaking. They set their device down in their lap. “Oh my. That must have been so horrible at first… and with how chaotic everything was that night, I can’t imagine how much worse that made everything.” Sun sighed. “Well… I do have a theory. I believe your premature activation may have had some adverse side effects. As you were yet to finish developing, your information recall wasn’t fully developed, resulting in that delayed response. Ideally, it would have immediately kicked in and given you all the information at once as you were activated. Now it seems to be dormant unless triggered by outside stimuli.”

“So… won’t think of words. Until I see or feel the thing? Because I woke up too early?” you asked.

“I believe so, yes,” Sun answered.

That made sense. You thought about that for a long moment. “…You didn’t know… what blueberry was.”

“That’s right, I didn’t.” Sun looked curious, unsure where you were going with that.

“If you didn’t know… how… do I know?”

“Ah! You see, in creating a human, Moon and I wanted to be able to learn about humans and their lives and the world as they knew it. We can’t ask a skeleton, it’s dead. And we can’t ask a faithfully reconstructed creation, who would only know what it has seen. But! What if we combine the two? Moon and I built the technology to analyze human remains and, basically, reconstruct from the information not only a body but certain thought processes and rebuild specific pieces of a human brain that store information. Specifically, the sort of information we’re looking for. Your brain is an incredible work of art, crafted from the blueprints provided by all the remains Moon and I could get our hands on.” Sun smiled proudly.

You weren’t sure how to feel about that. You understood that this was a scientifically advanced achievement, and you couldn’t imagine how much work and trial and error must have gone into your creation. Hearing Sun talk about how they’d built your brain was a little unsettling, however.

“Where… get. Remains??” you asked.

“There are incredible human-made caverns below the city. The catacombs, as some call it, though Moon and I don’t think it was always a mass resting place for the deactivated. We’ve found intentionally crafted catacombs before, and whats under the city is… different. For one, the actual catacombs we found were so ancient that the remains we did find were too degraded to use. But in the caverns below the city, it seems the humans there were deactivated more recently. We’re not certain what they were for exactly, but the caverns go on forever, and there are wide open spaces as well as rooms and tunnels, its very easy to get lost. That’s actually where Moon and I found our artifacts and our clothes, we’ve explored down there on several occasions.”

You were deeply curious about these ‘catacombs’ below the city. If there was human stuff and artifacts down there, maybe some things would jog your memory. Or rather, the reconstructed memory of a bunch of dead humans.

Haunted.

With a dull sort of realization, you were suddenly aware of the fact that your brain was full of ghosts. You were a tool to commune with the dead. Maybe that was all you were. Just a picture of a ghost for the living to study.

“Do you have any other questions?” Sun asked.

You tapped once. “…Am I real?”

Sun’s smile vanished entirely, their brow knitting together in confusion. “What do you mean?”

You looked down. Your hands in your lap, and Sun’s hands in their lap. Same in shape, yet still so different. “You’re sentient. This is fact. You are alive,” you started.

Sun’s face slowly fell into a frown as they seemed to realize what you were getting at.

You went on. “I am… tool. Construct. Complex, but… still. Am I real? Is what I feel real? Or what I was built to feel? I am… tool. To learn. But… am I more? Or not? Just… complicated? …Am I real?”

Sun shared your gaze for a very long moment. You waited for the answers with a tired sort of desperation.

“I don’t know,” Sun finally said, voice soft. “I don’t know. I’m sorry.”

You looked down. Something Sun had said a while ago came to mind, something about the line between imitation and true sentience. How well had Sun and Moon done their job? Were you an imitation of a human, or were you a real human? How were any of you meant to define such a thing? What was a human? Sun and Moon didn’t know, hence this whole project. If all the humans in the world were gone, then…

“I want to go. To the catacombs,” you said.

“What?” Sun looked surprised.

“I… maybe. Maybe with my brain. I can find… answers. Down there. For both of us,” you said.

Sun paused, thinking it over. “I would love to expose you to some of those human artifacts… you should understand though, its very dangerous down there. Some parts are structurally unsound, others are now the homes of different dangerous creatures. I do get that you want answers, but… well, lets put it this way, we’d have an extremely difficult time getting Moon to go along with it.”

“Can’t not try. I have to,” you said, determined.

Sun relented. “Okay. We’ll talk it over with Moon.”

Sun was right, Moon was deeply against the idea at first, but the more you explained about needing answers to your questions, the more Moon softened. Sun tempted them as well with the potential answers about humanity they’d been hoping to glean from all of this. Finally, Moon gave in, and it was settled.

Once Sun and Moon had gotten their repairs and recovered their items, the three of you would be embarking on a journey to the catacombs.

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