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Oda's message about Akira Toriyama passing away.

"It is too early. The hole is too big. Sadness washes over me when I think that I will never see him again. I have admired him so much since I was a child.

I remember the day he called me by name for the first time, the day you used the word "friend" for me and Kishimoto, I remember being overjoyed with Kishimoto on the way back home. I also remember the last conversation we had.

He was one of those who took the baton from the days when reading manga made you a fool, and created an era when both adults and children could enjoy reading manga. He showed us the dream that manga can go global. It was like watching a hero going forward. For not only manga artists but also the creators in various industries, the excitement and emotion of the time of Dragon Ball serialization must have taken root in their childhood. His existence is like a big tree.

For the manga artists of our generation who stood on the same stage, the closer I got to Toriyama's works, the more I realised that they had a greater presence. Scary. But I am just happy to see the easy-going man himself again. Because we love Toriyama-sensei on a blood level. With respect and gratitude for the creative world he has left behind, I pray for his soulful rest in peace.

May heaven be the joyous world just as you envisioned it." (X)

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Just wanted to make sure the ask about the pirate branding went through. I think it would make for a really cool scene and would hate for tumblr to just eat it.

Hope you like it. 🙂

yes ive gotten all your asks! Thank you for your ideas! <3

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what do you think would happen if, say, book!Erik was in one of his breakdowns and instead of just dealing with all his self loathing and sobbing, reader just… picks him up? I don’t think he would weigh that much, with him being so skeletal and all, and so the only thing would be his height making it kind of physically awkward. I dunno, I think that he might have one of those reactions like when people throw cheese on babies heads when they’re crying, but also I think he would be like “is this???? Affection????!!” hah!

I felt like this was fitting for Valentine's

mentions of kidnap, obsessive tendencies, mentions of murder

Carrying the Phantom

To say he would be caught off-guard would be an understatement

Not only that you are lifting him, but the bold display of your affection as well

I feel like this would be his one moment of true shock--where he's truly doesn't know what to do

Only when you lay him down on the loveseat to rest his head on your lap does he regain his senses

Clutching the fabric of your clothing to his face, relaxing completely around you for the first time

While you stroke his head, he will murmur in words half rambling and half meant to be heard of how much he loves you, how you are his muse

His love for you was no lesser before, but I think this might be the first time he ever truly lowers his guard around you

If he kidnapped you and forced you into living with him, then he would have obvious reservations at all moments that you might be vying for escape

But even if not, he holds an overarching belief that he is not worthy or capable of being loved and having a normal relationship, that you don't truly want to be with him

Be warned though, the first time he experiences the utter bliss of being defenceless and being cared for, he will vie for your attention and admirations very frequently

Hoping to receive your praise and affections, but too guarded or shy to openly express it

I think his behaviour would be similar to seeking validation for his appearance: trying to catch your eye and trying to impress you with his musical capabilities

For his part, he would definitely enjoy singing gentle melodies as you drift off to sleep

And his music would be the primary way he communicates his love for you, since he is both isn't accustomed to expressing his love in more direct manners

Even if he appears averse to physical affection (though this is not truly the case) know that you are the inspiration for all his compositions

Erik despite his soft vulnerability in these moments, still has a possessive streak within him that will take significantly more time to undo

He is, after all, an experienced murderer

That is to say, perhaps no twisted act is out of the picture when it comes to love

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I changed my blog name so if any of the Masterlist links are still broken just let me know. I hope I updated them all

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fandom request (Maybe this is a little difficult)

readerxskynet?

This is indeed difficult 😅

spoilers, obsession?, mentions of genocide, kidnap

Skynet Obsession

Skynet is an artificial intelligence system, so a fixation wouldn't manifest how it would for human relationships...not that you could even call its interest in you a relationship

I see it akin to a HAL situation in Space Odyssey

Skynet, instead of the simple extermination of all of humanity, might see itself as playing a greater role in, instead, fixing humans

You are among the few surviving human colonies (maybe or maybe not one of the resistance members), far past the initial nuking of all people

But maybe you're altered, with some robotic parts replacing certain organs and limbs due to medical or other reasons

This allows you to remain much less detectable from the infrared sensors of the terminators

Meaning, you would be much more reliable for supplies gathering and scouting

Somehow the AI takes notice of your presence through one of the terminators and correlates your passivity with your mixed organic and synthetic composition

It theorises that a better, less aggressive race of human could be manufactured by replacing flawed, organic organs for synthetic components

And so it would immediately set out for your capture so you can be examined, analysed

Its obsession or interest in you would be in having you as the blueprint for its updated plans for humankind

It would want to find specifically what makes you operate: what makes you different from other humans

It is a computer program, so it can't feel emotions, only capable of reasoning and reflection

You are special in that it sees you as superior to other humans, and your existence is crucial to the transformation of humanity

It then reasons that, once in its grasp, you cannot be allowed back with the rest of your kind in case human socialisation changes the characteristics in you it finds so superior

Skynet would certainly have no qualms in killing those who try to rescue you--it already does that as is

There would be no affection or comfort--since this is not a relationship in the human sense

If we want to stray a little a bit into potentially being too fantastical, it might attempt to soothe your frazzled state when you're imprisoned

In spite your superiority over other human models, you still retain some common weaknesses, like your irrationality

These it will fix and train out of you in time, but until then it might print some empty words of comfort onto its terminal

Not that these empty attempts at compassion make things any better for your situation

Confined as a test subject, with no source of human contact or comfort is bound to drive you insane

That is, if knowing the horrible fate you have bound your friends, one that worse than extermination, doesn't first

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Not showing requests as to spoil the plot--but to my Pirates requester and any other enjoyers, the work is on the way--

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hi! would you write anything for the 1943 phantom? i read your other post and fell in love lol

i don’t have any particular ideas, so feel free to write anything and i will eat it up lmao

Already have! Check masterlist and hope you like ❤️

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I bought the book just for you. I should have your undying gratitude now 😠

Yes! I did mean The Hunchback of Notre Dame! :D And you’re absolutely right, we love the descriptions of all the architecture lol- I hope you enjoy and I look forward to your writings! ^_^

Will do! ❤️ if you or anyone else has any early requests for it while i get to reading, feel free to send them in. I'll keep them in storage until i get around to it, haha.

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Yes! I did mean The Hunchback of Notre Dame! :D And you’re absolutely right, we love the descriptions of all the architecture lol- I hope you enjoy and I look forward to your writings! ^_^

Will do! ❤️ if you or anyone else has any early requests for it while i get to reading, feel free to send them in. I'll keep them in storage until i get around to it, haha.

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hi hi! I have a question! Do you like the book Notre Dame de Paris? And if so, would you ever be comfortable writing for any of those characters?

Hi! I think you mean Hunchback of Notre Dame, right? Unless there's another book you mean but I couldn't find any by that title, haha.

I do plan to read it eventually, but I remember when I first read a few pages...oh boy...gothic literature is something. Same goes for Phantom lol. Pages and pages about architecture...though I don't think Phantom is as bad.

But yes, rest assured, I will eventually read the book and I would be happy to write for it once I do!

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Just curious, if I may ask, why do you not want to write about Genshin Impact ?

Also. Recently I thought that the song « I’m just Ken » could fit the Phantom so well…bahahah

I just don't like the game or characters very much, and a lot of the stories I found in the yandere tag were Genshin stories. I thought I would just preemptively exclude it in the off chance someone wants me to write about it.

Also I see what you mean. I never made the connection but they both have the same kind of angst in a funny way, haha.

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Hello there Kumquat! So, I have another request. It's kinda weird but I try to explain

What do you think about a headcanons of a fem modern! reader that is in Victorian Era (for some reason), and she meets a child Eric (around 10 old maybe) and she decides to take care of him with her modern friends too when he goes to their place (his mom is cruel :( )

Nipuni's art of little Eric in his mask inspired me on this one.

(so yeah platonic Leroux!Eric)

This was such a sweet and wholesome idea

Modern Reader Taking Care of a Young Phantom

spoilers?, parental abuse mentioned

When you wake up, it is not with the expectation of waking in a foreign place and time

But it is what happens nonetheless when you open your eyes to a putrid smelling alleyway with passersby wearing antiquated clothing

You do the only things you can reasonably think to do at the moment, which is nick any sort of clothing disguise you can

Luckily for you it happens to be laundry hanging on a clothesline, that you can just manage to reach by climbing

You walk about the streets, as confidently as you can, given your disorientation, trying your best to gather anything about where you are or when you are

Until a little kid bumps into your leg, tripping and disrputing your train of thought in the process

The kid scrambles to his feet desperately, trying to flee

You call out to him gently, trying to ease his fear and coaxing him into relaxing, guiding him to the side of the busy street

You know that you likely shouldn't be meddling too much with the affairs or the people when you don't even where you are, but the small boy is so tragic looking in a way you can't ignore

His limbs are so thin and bony, protruding and drawing your attention despite his layers of clothing

Under his hooded cloak, a muted black mask pokes out from his face

"Are you ok? Where are your parents?" You ask checking his frail arms for any injuries

His eyes are fearful and mistrusting, but with some soothing he eventually calms and becomes more receptive to you

Given that he's spent much of his sentient life fending for himself, he would not easily come to trust you, even after reassurance

After all, the most dangerous people he's encountered have hidden behind the visage of good intentions

But your persistence in trying to care for him, following him around despite him trying to lose you, makes him slowly lower his guard around you

This is how you first meet Erik

Given the inherently fantastical nature of time travel, let's just skip to a scenario in which you've somehow shifted back to your modern day with him

In time, he would learn to see you akin to the loving mother he never had

When you try to ease him off of his mask though, he will still hesitate and cling to it

It's his security blanket to protect him from the ridicule of the world, and it would take him quite some time and much positive reinforcement from you and your friends for him to be comfortable showing his face

Even when he does, the habit of hiding his face and making it less visible still linger, a habit only the cure of time and acceptance can correct

He doesn't have much of an appetite for food at first, given the scarce environment he grew up in, needing to steal to get by

But your constant encouragement to eat at regular intervals starts him on the path towards healthy and regular eating habits

Given that you're the first person to show him proper love and care in his life, he would likely become clingy and eager to please you

He would show off his musical compositions and practice playing just within earshot of you, hoping to elicit praise

It isn't hard to see how he glows anytime you tell him how talented he is or how wonderful his music is

He is possible of many great things with his talents and proper nurturing

Just treat him with love and care, and he will dedicate to you his every masterpiece

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If you want, I can send some for the third film? No pressure, I'm glad you like them. 🙂

of course send as much or as little as you want!

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I sent an addition to my ideas for 2nd part, did it go through.

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No worries it went through. I drafted the presmise of each chapter today and i got a lot of inspiration from your ideas!

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Yandere Pinhead

18+ since it's Hellraiser, obsession, mentions of gore, torture

When you had found the wooden cube at the antique store, you thought only of how beautiful it would be by your bedside table. It’s gold detailing caught, no, demanded your attention, and you knew you just had to bring it home with you. It was smooth and polished, as if new, and it seemed too beautiful to simply gather dust. One night when sleep evaded you, you took it in your hands only to find out it was a puzzle, 

You absentmindedly fiddled with the pieces, shifting them about until they clicked satisfyingly into place, unaware of the true repercussions of your simple curiosity. 

Upon the puzzle box’s completion, a sudden chill settled over the room, and before your eyes, your room distorts into…something else. 

Walls push and pull away leaking steam from the forming cracks. The lightbulbs around your room simultaneously burst, startling you out of your drowsiness. 

You could only sit in shock, wondering (or rather hoping) to have had a particularly bad nightmare, and for a moment you believed it. But, no matter how tightly you squeeze your eyes shut, you couldn’t ignore the sting of the glass exploding and tearing against your flesh, or the hot steam tickling your skin. 

A series of bright bursts of light fill the room, and upon each one, a grizzly monster appears. Garish injuries mar their hairless, lifeless looking flesh. They looked like people, but so horribly mutilated that they had turned into demonic entities, so devoid of their humanity. The horrible strangers in your room was all you needed to propel to your feet and attempt to leave.

Yet as you rushed to the doorknob, a chain snared around your wrist, prying you away from escape. More and more chains wound around your limbs, pulling you away from any possibility of escaping. You squirmed and cried out, but you could just feel that your screams didn’t reach anyone beyond the room.

"The box,” a voice thundered, low and resounding, a leather cloaked man entered into your vision, head terribly plastered with nails. “You opened it. We came.” 

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" you sobbed, twisting your wrists, contorting to ease the bite of the metal chains.

"We are explorers—adventurers in the sensory realms, seeking new heights of pleasure and pain.” The monster or man before you grasped the neatly carved box in his hands.

“You solved the box. You have summoned us; brought us to your world. And now, we will bring you to ours.”

Clinking chains catch your attention, and you glimpse something that makes you want to vomit on the spot. A pole has erected from behind the leader of these monsters, spinning slowly, with chains and hooks crudely mounted upon it. Worst of all, were the many stretched patches of skin, and faces, cut from their heads tacked to the pole like a memo board, frozen mid-scream. You could only meet the gazes of their eyes, as they glanced at you, still seeing. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about! I don’t want any part of this!” You shrieked, “Please leave me alone!” Your twisting and turning was sure to leave bruises, but that was a small price to pay in exchange to joining the numerous tortured souls they’ve collected.

“Oh, but we want to bring you with us—to show you our world—and with time, you will learn to enjoy our pleasures as well.” 

Tears welled and spilled over your face, both from the marks surely forming around your wrists,  and from the indescribable fright at possible abduction at the hands of grizzled, mangled people. You averted your gaze from the pin-headed man before you, and the gruesome monument of the pain they’ve caused.

“Please,” you begged with a soft voice, “please don’t do this. I didn’t mean to summon you. I’m sorry. You can find someone else who wants this, but please don’t do this to me.”

A cold, dead hand tilted your chin up, forcing your gaze to the terrible, black eyes. 

“No tears,” he mocked in his commanding, monotone voice, “it’s a waste of good suffering,”

“What if we prefer you?” A raspy voice spoke, a woman’s, or what once was a woman. Now her throat is torn, pulled apart by strings, “what if we find your suffering to be the most beautiful?”

You could feel the terror rising from your stomach, and it must’ve shown, as another one of the monsters, fleshy with horrid teeth and sunglasses, snickered at you.

“There is no use in trying to bargain with us. It is you who opened the box, and it is your suffering that we want. We will take you to our world to show you our pleasures and you shall show us how wonderfully you will suffer.” the pinhead announces. A portal or rift, too blindingly white to see clearly, opened behind him.

“Your soul is ours to claim, ours to torture, and ours to destroy.” 

Sharp hooks dug into your skin, not only drawing blood, but tugging it, eliciting your pained screams as you are dragged into the rift. And yet, somehow, you knew this was only a sample of the terrible things they will do to you. 

“After all, we have all of eternity to explore the depths of your suffering.”