#Cap Magnum

[cosmichawk]

It's that time of year again so here are xmas harbingers edits by yours truly

bonus:

[pierppasolini]

City Hunter: .357 Magnum (1989) // dir. Kenji Kodama

[jumbledthemes]

What do you MEAN the new Furiosa Mad Max movie ties into Mad Max Video Game (2015)???? What do you MEAN CHUMBUCKET IS THERE?????

[aytelowfobiya]

Here's some Magnum P.I Art 🎨 from...

2023:

The cursed closeups 😭

2025:

[yes-no-maybe-soo]

Forgot to check the LADS Twitter account until now but

SYLUS ORBIT UPDATE!

This is pretty major b/c it's really the first time Sylus has received anything outside of schedule (Chaotic Velocity and Magnum Opus were always scheduled free cards, and as such would've happened with our without complaints.). Call me optimistic but this orbit increase could be proof that Paperfold are starting to listen, that it's a first step toward updating more base content and bringing it to par with the OG3s. Really hoping for an update to the affinity cap soon as well, since increased orbits mean more affinity, and some players are close to reaching/have already reached the limit.

Regardless, this is such good news for the Sylus nation ❤️ 🐦‍⬛

[cherryredstarz]

Spa Day 🥒🐦‍⬛

A/n: in honor of Sylus’s new free 5 star spa day memory Magnum Opus dropping next Wednesday (I think)!!! IM SO EXCITED 👹👹👹 I know I’ve written something similar before in Braids, but who cares I love Sylus

Cw: Sylus x afab reader, fluff, pet names, one suggestive comment

Sylus has finally agreed to let you do a skincare routine on him. Not that the 28 year old doesn’t have extremely nice and well maintained skin (he certainly does), but that’s not the point. Because you just want to touch his face. Poke at his angular jawline and rub his cheeks with your thumbs, all under the guise of ‘beautifying’ your beautiful boyfriend.

It’s 11:34 on a Tuesday. You’d gotten back from a mission assigned by the Hunter’s Association the day before, and intended to rest the next couple of days before having to work again. But then that little plot popped into your head, and you simply couldn’t resist the temptation.

Laying back on the couch, you call Sylus.

The phone rings—once.

Twice.

He answers by the third.

“Kitten?”

“SYLUS!” You perk up once he accepted your call, before hitting the FaceTime button. The picture of his name flashes for a few minutes, before you see his (gorgeously handsome) face, and what appears to be the sky behind him. “Well, don’t you look awfully pretty today.”

“Ah, do I? I seem to have just woken up like this.”

It’s only partly true—you’ve spent enough nights sleeping in his bed to know at the least he’d have to comb his hair, and wash his face (you remember playfully scratching away his eye crusties the last time you slept over).

“Mhm. Can you come over? Right now? If you aren’t busy, pretty please.” You practically beg. You feared you might sound too needy, but at this point you couldn’t care less.

“Of course I can, Sweetie. I’m never too busy for you. Is there any reason, in particular, that my presence has been requested for?” You watch as he raises his eyebrow and has a slight lilt in his voice.

“Will you do a spa day with me?” You ask hopefully.

“Certainly.” He assures.

“Off topic—what are you doing outside?”

“Just running some errands and collecting goods for a certain kitten.”

Just then, you hear the doorbell to your apartment ring. You bounce off the couch and spring to the door, peeking out the peephole—and you see him—your Sylus.

“SY!” You nearly fling the door open—it would have hit the wall if he hadn’t stopped it with practiced hands as you jumped into his arms. He made a soft sound, almost a gasp of surprise, although he should be used to your sweet antics by now. “Hey there.” Sylus places a gentle kiss onto your forehead. “Missed me?” He grins, teasingly.

“Yeah.” You mumble, before looking up and kissing his cheek. “What are those?” You catch a flash of red behind him. “Is that blood?”

Sylus let’s put a hearty, genuine laugh. “No, Kitten. They’re for you.” He pulls out a bouquet of red tulips and holds them out for you. You take them, and pull your gargantuan man into your humble abode while you search for a vase suitable for flowers as pretty as these.

Sylus makes himself at home on your couch. Once filling a large vase with water and placing the tulips in there, you plop down beside him.

“Some little birdie told me we were going to have a spa day?”

“Ah—right!” You hop off the couch and drag Sylus to your bathroom. It was larger than most apartment bathrooms, for sure.

You pull a small basket filled with skincare supplies, and set it in the bathroom floor between Sylus’s legs, before scurrying off to the kitchen to grab cucumber slices. Coming back, you move the basket aside to sit between his legs instead. Most of the furniture was white—white bathtub, white sink, white walls, white tile floor—except for the small standing shower, which was a baby blue for some odd reason. However, the room had fabulous natural lighting.

Seeing that heavenly glow of sunlight on Sylus’s face made a part of your heart twist with happiness.

“Ready?” You ask him. He nods.

You twist off the cap of a white facical cleanser, and gently dab it onto his face, being extra careful to not get it in his eyes or his nose. Once you were done, you let it sit briefly before gently wiping it away with a warm, damp washcloth. At first, Sylus’s brows crease slightly at the sudden temperature change, but his face quickly relaxes.

Then you apply a charcoal face mask to his skin, and whip out the cucumbers. “Now close your eyes..” you bite your tongue.

Sylus just lets out a soft grunt, acknowledging what you said before closing those ruby eyes, then, you carefully place two cucumber slices against his eyelids. “They’re meant to reduce eye puffiness, correct?” Sylus asks, carefully not to move his face too much.

“I think so.” You answer. You giggle and take a quick picture of his spa day face, before putting the face mask on yourself. “Don’t you feel relaxed?”

“When I’m with you? Always.”

Not necessarily true—you’ve definitely given Sylus a run for his money, but he still loves you nonetheless.

“What do you wanna do after this?” You ask 15 minutes later, breaking the silence. You tilt your head slightly, as Sylus removes the cucumber slices from his eyes.

“I can think of a few things—”

“Sylus!” You snort, and carefully covered his mouth. “Pervert.”

Sylus grins, making the charcoal mask crack by the corners of his eyes, and his mouth.

“Woah. Aren’t you scary.” You laugh. Sylus reaches for a nearby cabinet and grabs a washcloth before warming it under the sinks hot water. Then he gently begins to rub your face mask away, before handling his own.

“H-hey! I can do this myself, you know. I was meant to be pampering you.” You huff.

“Hush, Sweetie.” Sylus kisses your face mask-less cheek, before begrudgingly letting you wipe away his own face mask.

“So handsome.” You giggle, before kissing his clean face—and you squeak when the man scoops you up and carries you to bed.

“What are you doing?” You squeak.

“Can’t I want to snuggle with my woman?”

[rasoyas]

9,12,14 & 15 for simblr ask game! 🫶🏻

wahh rachel i smooch thee!!! 💋 thank you for asking me these and answering the ones i sent you! i know i've said it before a million times, but i missed you so much and i'm so excited to see you posting again 🥰 juno and charlie are truly some of my favorite lil pixels i've ever seen! my answer for nine got long as hell so under thee cut it gooooes.

12. what is the last screenshot you took?

i put this above the cut for those who want to see it fdjkhfg take this unused cap from the latest modern day pipes & flux development

fun fact! flux was supposed to be cheated into a perpetual "fine" moodlet for the entirety of his existence, only popping colors when he was absolutely overrun by emotion. i'm going to be putting in a lil more effort moving forward, so he'll be in "fine" neutral white eyes from now on - this was originally meant to portray his stoicism, as he's a very dry, very matter-of-fact bot (which makes his crush on piper even cuter to me but i'm BIASED)

9. who is your favorite storytelling blog?

oh man okay just imagine me rubbin my hands together like a lil bug. @duusheen i'm of course incredibly biased toward because she took the barest bare bones of the man that was sterling atcliffe and turned him into one of the most captivating characters i've ever seen. i molded the clay but she is the one who breathed LIFE into that man, and i'm so so fond of everything she's done. @cinamun is an absolute foundational pillar of this community and story simblr would be nowhere near the place it is now without her, i swear by it: the drakes have been through every up and down and in-between that you can imagine, and i have enjoyed lapping up every bit of it. the developments in @bunnithechubs' stories and gameplay cannot be denied, and @elderwisp is actively writing a literal beautiful magnum opus of a novel that has captivated me heart and soul - the character studies between the both of them should be lofted in a museum i swear. special mentions to brandi @softpine and my lovely jade @stinkrascal, whose stories are so alive in their heads and hearts that they shine through the screen and i cannot imagine characters i would carry so gently in my hands but theirs and everyone else's. there is serious and real talent in this community, from tahj @fallstaticexit's absolutely innovative and seriously inspiring "h.a.g.s." comic (a literal comic y'all like CLICK THOSE READ MORES they do NOT disappoint) with so much character depth (and absolutely the saga of Nancy Landgraab, Most Tortured Lesbian) to @pixelatedblues's absolutely gorgeous and wonderfully moody "hana" sagas. becca @rebouks gave us some of the most intriguing and well-fleshed out characters i have ever seen, and the entire storyline of "somnium" had me in a regular chokehold every week. from cookie's kidnapping to oscar's redemption arc to the culmination of everyone's fates, i could not be prouder of what becca has accomplished with her characters and her story - i'm literally not even saying enough to put into words how strongly i feel about what an amazing job she's done!

i cannot say it enough - we are a small corner of this site, but there is real and serious talent here. i haven't even made mention of like a damn IOTA of the very real capability and creative genius we have on simblr. do you know how many times i wanted to scream and shake people's shoulders over developments in @warmsol or @thebramblewood's stories? @neishroom's talent belongs far beyond the bounds of simblr and that goes for everyone here - hell, @ophernelia is directing and producing, BY HERSELF, a series that could straight-up pop up on my netflix right now and bitch i would double thumbs-up that shit so fast. special mentions for @flovoid and @virsancte, who regularly give us glimpses into LITERAL MOVIES that blossom in their heads and grace us with their impeccable abilities to somehow capture that absolute magnificence in this piece of shit game from 2015. you are all so, so talented - and if you're reading this and i didn't mention you, I MEANT TO AND I'M SORRY I DRANK A WHISKEY COKE 🙏 ALSO my olli olli oxenfree @lucidicer quite literally crafted the most aesthetique and brutal world for his characters and i could lift them all above my head in true adoration, the work and love he pours into the narratives and worlds of his characters is a feat in and of itself, and then??? he pops out the most artful renders you'll ever god damn see. blood on the snow bro that's all i gotta sAYYY. also YOUUUU rachel your balance between gp and story posts with the hollands is a literal inspiration, i ran out of steam but my god do i love everything you do! eli and charlie’s tumultuous and fantastically handled past is the reason their love shines so brightly now and you handled it beautifully!! THEY HAVE KIIIDS MAN LIKE 😭 bro i also forgot while making a specific mental note to mention kayley @simswoon because i’m a BUZZED DINGUS but seriously seriously give her all the laurels man bc her growth from gen to gen of her struck by love legacy has warmed my heart to the bone.

14. who is your current favorite sim?

i can't even lie to you it's pipeeeeeer 😭 she's genuinely just the legitimately cutest sim i've ever made: i used dallas' wonderful cartoony face as a base for her, and she had such a bare character concept when i made her that growing her as an OC has been so much fun. flux is much more established in my head, and i'm so so fond of him and his story just developed even more, but piper is... WELL LOOK AT HER SHE'S PRECIOUS

truthfully, daniel taylor from my ancient bachelor challenge and my dallas krueger will always have the "lord of the rings" spot in my heart (ie. i can say i have a favorite movie but LOTR trumps them all type beat) and i can't wait to reintroduce daniel and his husbands as a part of piper and flux's story 😭

15. who is your current favorite sim that is not by you?

y'all omg this is torture 😭 i will forgor so i'm only gonna do one and nobody be mad at me PLEEEEEEEEASE 🙏 but genuinely one of my favorite sims and the one i check up on quite a bit has got to be .... UH.... THERE'S A LOT I'M LITERALLY FROZEN IN CHOICE ANALYSIS fdjkhg can my big ass answer for favorite story blog stand as a testament to the love i have for all your simmies pleek 🙏

[jsystemexe]

Gunplay | Microfic | WIP

L4D2 Nick/Ellis, setup, fic opening, snippet

Why write smut when I can write about the idea of smut?

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Nick has his shirt unbuttoned under his ridiculous white suit coat, leaned against the wall with deadly ease. He stares Ellis down as his long, thin fingers begin unloading his personal revolver, deliberate and slow. He refuses to break eye contact as he slides the catch and tips the cylinder to the side, points the barrel up, ejects the cartridges to clatter across the floor.

Ellis stares transfixed from his position on the safe house floor, blue eyes shining in the dim orange light. His fingers absently pick at a seam on his boot.

Rising, Nick snaps the cylinder back into place. The crack of the metal makes Ellis start, his nerves already frazzled and strained.

“What’r ya doin, Nick?” He breathes.

Nick closes the distance between them and touches the cold metal of his magnum to Ellis’ throat in example. Ellis lifts his face obediently, heartbeat thudding in his ears.

“Safe word is California.” Nick purrs, leaning down close enough Ellis feels the words against his lips, “You can opt out any time.”

Ellis swallows thickly and nods, but doesn’t back down. The magnum’s sight bites painlessly into his skin, sends electricity across his nerves.

Dipping down the gambler presses their lips together in a chaste kiss, using the movement to cover knocking Ellis’ ball cap off with his gun.

Ellis opens his mouth to argue but thinks better of it, snapping it shut and swallowing around his dry tongue. His eyes follow Nick’s lips as he pulls back.

“Good boy.” 

The praise pours gasoline on Ellis’ already burning face, heat crawling down his neck and standing his hair on end. Arousal soaks through him and he adjusts a little, eyes the gun.

[bowsers-keep]

Compling all my Guilty Gear headcanons into one place

Most of these are actually headcanons friends had first but I've just incorperated them into my belief system. Under the cut cause this gets long.

LGBT+ Headcanons

Sol Badguy is a Butch Lesbian. No I will not explain why.

Ky is Genderfluid. I will stand by this till the day I die.

Dizzy is Pansexual! She loves her partner no matter what gender they currently are!

Slayer is the Token CisHet, because it is funny. Fruitest Vampire you've ever met and he's actually happily living with his wife, everyone else is some form of queer.

Genderqueer Izuna. Nuff said. He/She pronouns for them

On another Izuna note he's a man kisser. You cannot tell me she was born from the love a woman had for her husband and think he's anything but. Gay little fox thang.

The ending where Baiken just forsake all form of gender is forever iconic to me they are the nonbinary samurai in that one joke now.

Aromantic Johnny will forever be iconic to me. Just big brin genius play honestly. (He's also like Pansexual)

On the other side of the spectrum we have Asexual Nagoriyuki!

Also AroAce Potemkin. Feels right considering his reaction to Magnum Wedding.

In my heart Goldlewis is a Trans Gay man. He fucked clocked Bridget so hard during her Arcade mode. Old trans helping out a baby trans!

Giovanna feels bisexual to me, don't ask me why.

Leo is in a similar vein as in yeah that's a bisexual person.

Neurodivergent Headcanons

Butch Lesbian Axl, yeah there's more of this. My friends are horrid influences <3

Goldlewis is gay and trans. This feels right to me

Ramlethal is 100% Autistic

Actually all the Valentines are autistic as FUCK to me

Sin has that Audhd wombo combo

Leo has some godforsaken fucked up evil autism to be a guy WITHOUT FUCKING SLEEVES UNDER HIS JACKET!

In reality there is nobody in this cast who isn' some form of neurodivergent so I'll just run through funny ones actually.

Testament is that one kind of adhd where they cannot pick a hobby for the life of them

Goldlewis most certainly has cryptid austism, and he also does not know how far is too far in terms of asking questions.

While Slayer may be the token cishet, he is NOT the token neurotypical. That title goes to Anji for me personally, because funni.

World Headcanons

Mana Sickness. If you use too much Mana too fast there are repercusion!

Healing magic is a VOLITILE LITTLE FUCKING! It can fuck you up! (Aka what we think happened with Asuka's wing eye thing)

Idk how canon this is in particular but different people have different mana caps and magic affinity levels (Example: Johnny has piss poor magic affinity which is why he only knows like 4 spells top)

Misclenous Headcanons

Sin has a tail, you can't pry this out of my cold dead hands.

Giovanna really likes chocolate (I get to be self indulgent with her being Brasilian therefore this)

Out of the three kings of Ilyria, Leo is actually the workaholic! As much as he complains about paperwork it helps him take his mind off this survivors guilt and pstd. Ky has healthy coping mechanisms and Daryl is a dick.

June (One of the Jellyfish Pirates) is a music nerd!

Izuna will use his teleportation to fuck with people and prank them. This is an activity she enjoys very much.

Baiken just has hammerspace, just where else do they keep all their weapons???

Asuka R. Kreutz has a cane, nuff said. Pain haver.

Goldlewis is Johnny's Uncle. The guy from that one Xrd stage that's Goldlewis's brother? Yeah that's Johnny's dad now, they're estranged because after Johnny's Dad died Goldlewis just kinda drifted away from everyone else because his brother was the one guy who liked him there.

[pierppasolini]

City Hunter: .357 Magnum (1989) // dir. Kenji Kodama

[songofnoheart]

"I see..." Brook liked watching how expressive Mr 3 could get. The hand gestures, the wide smile. It was all so sincere and the skeleton found it incredibly endearing. Despite whatever serious mask the sculptor put on, he was... Perhaps just a little bit silly deep inside. Of course, the old pirate would never say that out loud.

"My, a word forger as well! You truly know what to say to make a person's story feel important." The musician smiled. He wasn't joking, the subtle comparison of his backstory to beri felt nice, it seemed to touch something deep down inside of him.

"Galdino, eh? What an elegant name... I suppose it makes sense that only the chosen ones can utter it." Brook winked, seemingly already entering his slow, deep, but gentle voice of a storyteller. His long fingers gripped the bow tightly and played the first notes of a familiar melody.

"It all begins more than half a century ago, way back when there was no One Piece, when the Pirate king was simply a rookie whose name nobody even heard of, when the words "Great Pirate Era" sounded simply absurd. The times were quiet, the wind was ever so salty and West Blue gave birth to one very unusual crew of pirates. They called themselves Rumbar Pirates. Their whole life was music, their instruments were only idle when they were asleep or in battle. Such strange pirates took pride in being a crew that could bring a smile to even a crying child's face. And they lived by that motto. Under the flag of crossed bones and skull, they traveled from island to island, bringing party and song wherever they went. Their captain's name was Yorkie, the bravest of them all. His heart was noble and eyes always so clear. A man, who never looked back, he gathered his crew out of those only, who he deemed kind enough, fun loving and thirsty for adventure. They were a wonderful family indeed."

"One day the Rumbar Pirates grew tired of the confines of one sea. They wanted to see the world... They wanted to go completely around it! To see if it was truly as circular as the books say, yoho! And so they set sail towards the infamous Grand Line. On their way they met the newest and last member of the crew: a sweet little baby whale, that lost his mother. The child was drawn in by their music and the Rumbar pirates took him in, noticing a kindred spirit. They protected the little guy and the whale helped them out of hot water plenty o' times...

But then the moment came to say goodbye... The Rumbar pirates finally reached the red line. A dangerous cross that could prove fatal to an innocent child. Ah, what a torturous endeavor it was. The crew tried their best to make the little Laboon leave: they stopped playing music and pretended that they were no longer on the ship. With tears in their eyes they listened to his cries as he searched for them for days... Until they could hear him no more.

With heavy hearts and the hope that he found a new family already, Rumbar pirates climbed up and tore down the waterfall, their ship sustaining minor damage as they did. But they were successful! On the other side they were met by a surprise however! None other but their darling whale Laboon followed them through the horrible overpass. All covered with scrapes, bruises and wounds, he was alive and happy to see them again. Truly, an important valuable member of the crew, he was finally accepted as an official member.

But the road ahead was promising to be even more treacherous. Grand Line was famous for breaking many a brave sailor. So after a hardy celebration Yorkie said to Laboon: "My dear young friend, you are a brave soul and we all love you so. However we cannot let you go with us, for the Grand Line is a deadly horrible place for a child. And so we promise you, we will be back! Did you know? The world is round! We will circle it and then come back again through this same overpass to pick you up! Until then grow well, don't forget us and stay brave, Laboon. We will return for you and play you your favorite song again."

Laboon listened and stayed, letting the Rumbar Pirates leave peacefully, despite many tears of sorrow.

And so began the big Grand Line adventure of the Rumbar Pirates! They played, they fought, they struggled and strifed, they even found treasure at times! They were starting to get a name for themselves."

Pausing his melody, the skeleton reached for the inner pocket of his jacket again and pulled out a different poster with a face of a smiling pirate in a big cowboy hat over the disheveled blod hair and bright eyes, completely lost in the frey of the battle.

"But Grand Line is not a kind place... And Rumbar Pirates were never the luckiest of men. Their hard times began when their captain Yorkie among a few other members fell ill with an incurable disease. It was contagious and very much lethal. With heavy heart the Rumbar Pirates had to disembark and send their old ship adrift with the sick ones on board all alone waiting for their end."

Brook's voice shuddered. For a second it was like he could smell it again: the heavy air of the closed off room where Yorkie said his very last words to him. Yet his hand didn't flinch for a second, it continued playing with firm conviction as the skeleton continued.

"Still in mourning, the Rumbar Pirates set sail again. Even if they were smaller in numbers, they had to come back! They had to keep their promise to Laboon. For Captain Yorkie's sake as well! Their new captain became the former second in command, Brook. Despite having to be in charge he never changed his silly approach, though the responsibility laid heavy on his shoulders. They carried on again. From island to island, bringing smiles wherever they went, despite feeling the dull heavy pain of loss every time they realized their orchestra lacked an alt or a soprano here and there.

Months passed and one day during yet another fight, the noble singing pirates met with the cruelty of the world again.

It happened... Within the thick fog of Florian Triangle where they escaped after a fight. The opposing crew was crafty in the way they fought. Their weapons were covered with lethal poison. And everyone was injured one way or another, unable to reach the next island as their helm was broken with no chance for repair."

The memory of that day felt so sickeningly cold, yet it was something the musician cherished within. Sometimes it felt like the only thing that kept him human.

"My friends, lend me your ear..." - The captain said, braking the silence. "I have no regrets, as a pirate must always be ready to go. However, if we all die here, who will fulfill our last promise to Laboon? You all know I ate a Devil Fruit, so there is a chance I might come back to life. Thus... Let me record ourselves play one last time. Those who can still stand, pick up your instruments and give it your all. It is our duty to let Laboon know that in our last moments we were happy. Happy and singing like Rumbar Pirates should be!"

And so they played and sung their last song like it was just another day. Even as they dropped down dead one after another, they let their voices sore into the unforgiving dark fog. One after another they fell until the piano was the only one left. The Captain last to leave the ship that now smelled of death."

Brook pulled the bow away from the violin again, making another pause, this time much longer and heavier. He had to take a few deep breaths before he continued.

"The captain came to life indeed. Though his soul got lost in the fog and only returned to the body when it became nothing but bones. Bones and an afro, one that little Laboon liked so much... Yorkie used to say it was because the afro looked like a top of a whale's head.

And so, the captain was trapped on his ship, on the moving graveyard floating with no direction and no way to steer it, within the Florian Triangle, so dark and alone.

50 years. 50 years the only thought that kept him from ending it all was the smiling face of their youngest comrad. He wouldn't even dare think that Laboon was no longer waiting for them, he dared not question his loyalty when they betrayed his trust. For 50 years the captain only lived for the sake of a slim chance that he had someone to return to...

Then however his luck suddenly turned. The skeleton captain happened to meet a young pirate with an incredible conviction. His wonderful little crew, who happened to meet Laboon just months before, gave the captain a new reason to live. They gave him hope and a place. They pulled him out of the fog. They even built a wonderful grave for his beloved lost crewmates. And so Rumbar Pirates are still alive with him and Laboon, wherever they are, despite still being apart. One day they will meet again, after the skeleton musician finally finishes his venture around the world and helps his new captain become the king of the pirates.

The end."

The music came to a finish and Brook placed his hands down slowly as if he himself was shocked how much he said. "That's... The end. I hope it wasn't too heavy on you, my dear friend."

Mr 3 drying his eyes was a gesture that surprised the skeleton. Even more however was... The fact that he called them friends. Obviously, Brook considered them friends regardless, but he didn't expect it to be this mutual... And especially didn't expect Mr 3 to admit it so passionately. He sat on the bed and listened carefully to what the wax artist had to say. It was his first time expressing any solid opinion about their companionship, so Brook was seemingly taking it very seriously.

"Right, halfway..." Seeing Galdino hug his knees in such a vulnerable pose, the old pirate felt his fingers tingle. It was the same sensation that would come to him with a new song. An inspiration from a random place. A muse...

"U-uh, yes, I guessed? I never asked, because I just assumed you hated your original name." The musician snapped out of it, locking his itching fingers together. He still chuckled: giving away whole chests of treasure like it's nothing is something his crew would do... Despite Nami's protests. Good to know that he didn't lose that patented Strawhat spirit.

"It didn't make me uncomfortable, as much as it... Surprised me. I never cared for my outer appearance, other than the hair that is, and yet you complimented me on things nobody ever noticed. It was a little overwhelming, yohoho!" The skeleton laughed awkwardly, with a small blush coloring his cheekbones.

"Oh, that... Are you sure?" The request brought concern to Brook's expression. "It's not a pleasant story to listen to, Three-san. Quite a sad one, in fact. If I am to tell it to you..." He paused. Would Mr 3 get offended if Brook just assumed that he couldn't handle it? Plus, the musician himself felt a subtle want to share the story of his brave comrads.

"By your own logic, how about you will let me hear your real name in exchange? As long as you are comfortable with it, of course." The skeleton tilted his head cheekily as his hand grabbed the riff of his violin.

[justforbooks]

Conclave: the Vatican’s secret process for choosing a new pope

Cardinals will soon gather under Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel ceiling to elect Francis’s successor

The next pope will be chosen by the College of Cardinals, the Catholic church’s most senior figures appointed by the pontiff, who will make their way to Rome in the next few days for the conclave. The name comes from the Latin cum clave, meaning “with key”, indicating the closed process of electing a pope.

There are more than 220 cardinals from more than 70 countries, but only about 120 are cardinal electors (those over the age of 80 are excluded). Two-thirds of the cardinal electors have been chosen by Francis in the past 10 years and largely reflect his vision of a more inclusive church.

Once the cardinals are assembled in Rome, usually 15-20 days after the pope’s death, they gather under Michelangelo’s magnificent painted ceiling in the Sistine Chapel to begin their deliberations. After the words extra omne – everyone out – are declared, referring to all but voting cardinals and a handful of officials and doctors, the doors are locked.

The cardinals swear an oath of absolute secrecy, and are permitted no contact with the outside world for the duration of the election process. Their phones are removed, and no newspapers, television, letters or messages are allowed. The chapel is also swept for listening devices before and during the conclave.

The cardinals sleep and eat in a purpose-built hostel, St Martha’s house, near the Sistine Chapel, where Pope Francis has lived for the past 12 years.

The conclave begins with a celebration of mass, after which deliberations and voting begins. Votes are taken each day, morning and afternoon, until a candidate wins a two-thirds majority. There is a day’s break for prayer and reflection after every seven ballots. If there is no conclusive result after 30 ballots, a candidate will be elected on a simple majority. The longest papal conclave in recent history was 1922, when the cardinals took five days to choose their new leader.

Any baptised male can be elected as pope, although a serving cardinal is invariably chosen. Each elector is given a ballot card with the words eligo in summum pontificem (I elect as supreme pontiff) printed at the top. They insert the name of their choice, fold the card and drop it into a chalice.

The ballot is secret, but that does not mean the process is immune from factionalising, intrigue and lobbying.

After each round of voting, the ballot cards are burned. Chemicals are added to make the smoke black or white. Black smoke emerging from the 60ft chimney indicates an inconclusive ballot; white smoke announces to the world that a new pope has been elected.

The successful candidate is asked if he accepts election and, if so, which name he chooses to take as pontiff. The cardinals pledge obedience to the new pope, who is led into the adjacent Room of Tears to be dressed in a white cassock and skull cap, and red slippers. Three sets of vestments in different sizes will have been made by Vatican tailors in advance.

The dean of the cardinals steps on to the main balcony of St Peter’s Basilica, in front of which thousands of Catholic devotees and tourists will be gathered. The dean will declare: “Annuntio vobis gaudium magnum: Habemus papam” – “I announce to you with great joy: We have a pope.”

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[forgeline]

Hang on tight! Sean’s beautiful 1965 Chevrolet Chevelle Malibu SS was a wild ride for the team at Autotopia LA. It’s powered by a 900HP 416ci supercharged Don Hardy Race Cars LSX mated to a Tremec T56 Magnum 6-speed manual transmission and rides on a Roadster Shop SPEC chassis, Fox coilovers, Wilwood disc brakes, 245/35R19 & 305/30R19 Diamond Back Classics Nitto 555 GSII tires, and 19×8.5/19×11 Forgeline forged three piece OE1 wheels finished with Satin Black centers, Satin Black outers, and bow tie dog dish chrome hub caps. See more at: https://www.forgeline.com/customer-gallery-sean-sullivan/cgk2509 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

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[kairiscorner]

felt inspired by laufey's songs (might do a series on these if they're any good)

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

when you can't keep your promise

summary: he fills his lonely nights with a magnum bottle of some wine whose name he can't even pronounce right, with a whole pack of marlboro cigarettes he finishes in a few hours; and he ends every night with you as his final thought before he's out cold and has to live another day tomorrow. another day without you. and it kills him every day when he realizes he's forgetting what you feel like, what you sound like, what warmth you have that's like none other when you sleep together.

word count: 1,309

click, click, click.

he couldn't stop himself from playing with the lighter's mechanism, the cap was too much fun to not flick around with; though he had every chance to ignite a small flame, keep his finger down on the button and watch as the gas spews out of the lighter and prolongs the flame's life, and maybe... do a few worse things than light a cigarette in this small motel room he got. the floor was carpeted, it was a red velvet shade that became a dark cherrywood as the burgundy wine he bought from a local bodega spilled onto the carpeted floors; staining it ceaselessly as the half-empty magnum bottle he bought for himself lay on its side as its contents poured out, pooling onto the floor and creating a growing puddle that multiplied in size as the bottle was emptied of all that it had. he felt over his left hand, his scarred and scratched at hand that endured many sufferings, too much chaos, and... moments of affection that were too fleeting for him to even recollect the feeling of being in those moments. he ran over his knuckles, which were reddened and swollen, what with having decorated the bland, olive green walls of the room with a brand new spanking hole in it that exposed the plain concrete as the dried paint was punched off. he took in a brief, sharp breath as he felt over them; but nothing could ever replicate their touch, no matter how much he ran his fingers over his knuckles, you still were never there.

you couldn't be.

you could never be.

i made a promise to distance myself.

"so..." you uttered in a monotonous voice, your eyes unmoving from the papers that lay strewn in front of you on the coffee table. you sat with your hands on your lap, your lips thinned as you pursed your lips inward; trying to conceal the quiver in your lips, which would give away the sheer weakness you fell victim to when he came home and gave way to the very thing you feared. that he'd divorce you. he'd choose his responsibility as spider man over you, he'd choose the safety of the city, of the world--of the universe--over you.

it's always everything over you, because without everything... where would you be?

"what do you plan to do now?" you asked with a slight crack in your voice, trying to hide the shudder crawling up out of your throat, to conceal the shakiness in your tone. you tried your hardest to remain strong and fortified, even if deep inside, you wanted to cry into the pillows of your couch, scream at him, curse at him for wasting all your efforts into loving him; but then cursing at yourself for knowing you didn't need to put any effort into loving him.

you loved him so much you'd give him your whole life, and you'd do it again and again and again, in every universe.

took a flight, through aurora skies.

peter didn't look your way when he answered, he stared off into a corner in the room, as if the answer to all this confusion, melancholy, and suffering that he's put you through makes any sense. as if the sense of this whole situation was right here, in the living room, but just... doesn't.

"i'll be... i'll be living with aunt may again." he responded in a raspy voice, a sign he'd been smoking again, and in more intense intervals. he scratched his forehead lightly, and as you looked up at him--in search of a meaningful response to a question you had that was on top of a mountain of other questions--you noticed the white of his eyes were tinted red. they were nearly bloodshot, and the bottom of his eyelids were dark, with circles accentuating their roundness; peter hadn't slept a wink last night, and of course, he didn't for the past few days, but you didn't need to know that. you nodded, not exactly in agreement, what was there to agree about? you certainly weren't happy about all this, you weren't the least bit happy when he came over to collect his things and hand back the rest of the house you two bought together back to you. it all just...

"it's surreal."

peter glances over at you with his reddened eyes, seeing how puffed up and wet yours look. your nose was twitching, you looked as if you were about to sob a whole flood of your tears until your head ached again, but you didn't want to give peter that satisfaction. like hell you'd cry for him. you took in a shaky breath as you continued. "last year, you went on and on about filling our house with happy memories. building this house from scratch like we did, getting a dog after building the doghouse that's now good for firewood--filling our days with laughter and happiness with two kids of our own..." you went on, not feeling the trickling of a tear from the sob you were trying your damn hardest to choke back. peter sighed as you reminded him of that delusional vision you two shared, those dreams you both worked hard to make a reality, only to have the only reality you two live come crumbling down on both of you. "it is." he replied as he took off his glasses, tears welling up in his eyes that he blinked away. he placed his glasses back on and lightly shook his head as he headed for the door.

honestly, i didn't think about how we didn't say goodbye.

"but those were all delusions of grandeur."

"...i hope you're happy, peter."

and that was the last thing he could remember from this afternoon. they were all lies.

he wasn't staying with aunt may, he was at a dingy motel in who knows where. he was here, wasting his lungs away at his third cigarette box, and wasting thirty dollars worth of that red grape wine whose flavor he abhorred. it tasted salty, actually.

his tears made it all the more unbearable to drink when they mingled together, when he finally let his tears roll down his cheeks and coat his lips.

just see you very soon.

it hurts to be something.

he choked on the burning tobacco that coated his lungs, his breath was getting more and more ragged. he had never smoked this much in his life, not even when uncle benjamin passed. you were his world, his universe--his everything--and then, you were gone.

the worst part was that it was of his own doing.

he didn't want to vandalize this place any more than he already has, the lovely hole he planted would be a constant reminder to him for as long as he decided to mope here and sulk about his regrettable decision that he let go of you. and had he lived a life where he didn't need to let go of all the things nearest and dearest to his heart, he'd've stayed with you forever. he'd've held you forever, kissed you all over forever, never leave a single patch of your body undiscovered and unloved.

"i'd spend eternity with you. if i just wasn't... if things just... just weren't..."

he choked out those unfinished thoughts as he threw himself on the bed, an ache permeating in his chest as he felt the downpour of sobs come raining down on the sheets. he cried, screamed, and wept into those sheets--as though the sheets were the only ones who could ever comprehend his sorrow, could provide him some ease, some comfort, past his horrible, horrible decision of letting you go to protect you.

you once made him feel like he had everything.

you were his everything. and now,

it's worse to be nothing without you.

a/n: tbh this felt kinda rushed, so i'm sorry if it also feels that way for you TT but i hoped y'all enjoyed this, maybe while crying :' ))

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[manic-maniac-man]

HUgE July 2010

Magnum Opus

Not content with the sound of a "standard," we relentlessly experiment and update. We constantly refine the details and fearlessly embrace change.

Only for those who don't give up on design.

I want to believe in new possibilities that are out of reach.

What we are looking for is simply a certain appeal that is unique to that piece of clothing.

Fashion is unfathomable because simple functional beauty alone is not enough.

Rick Owens nylon jacket

Leather is not the only thing that Rick Owens excels at. This nylon blouson is also an item that fully demonstrates the brand’s value.

It is made of extremely fine black nylon with a silky texture.

The body and sleeves are quite tight-fitting and long. All of these choices are based on the designer's unwavering aesthetic sense. It is a challenging piece that achieves a new reality without relying on the rugged charm of military wear.

Rick Owens nylon blouson ¥163,800 (Pred PR)

Paul Harnden's waxed coat

In addition to the classic regular collar Cord "MAC", this stand-up collar "NEW MAC" has been released since the 2009-10 A/W season. It is a new masterpiece that is the crystallization of Paul Harnden's stubborn clothing making. Moreover, this 2010-11 A/W model uses waxed cotton for the material. It feels extremely tough and the collar shape can be adjusted freely. The matte grey color also has a timeless appeal. There is no excessive decoration, but it makes a statement in every direction. It is a coat that you will want to wear all season long, from autumn to spring.

Paul Harnden's Waxed Coat "NEW MAC ¥165,900 (MORERIDE)

Tailored down vest from Engineered Garments

Down vests have been released by many brands and are gaining in popularity. They are sure to be a must-have item this winter as well. In this context, Engineered Garments has come up with a new approach. They have adopted a tailored vest design for the front hem, incorporating a dressy element into this outdoor item. The straps, which also function as adjusters, also enhance the fashionability and help to give it an elegant impression. They can be worn as an inner layer under a jacket, or matched with a shirt and tie, making them suitable for a wide range of occasions, from dressy to casual.

(Engineered Garments) Tailored down vest ¥30,450, leather jacket ¥220,500, BD shirt ¥29,400, tie ¥11,550, pants ¥36,750, newsboy cap ¥10,500 (all Engineered Garments) (Martin F.) × (Needles) belt ¥16,800 (Nepenthes Tokyo)

The first collection of "Levi's® Lefty Jean by Takahiro Kuraishi"

Takahiro Miyashita, who left Number Nine, and Kazuki Kuraishi, who works as the creative product manager for Adidas, are the two of them in their collaboration with Levis®. As the name suggests, this is an attempt to move iconic details that are normally on the right side, such as the red tab, two-horse patch, and back pocket, to the left side. Three types of items are available: a jacket, a shirt, and bottoms. They come in three materials: indigo, off-white, and gray, and feature round necks and stand-up collars. They are trying to break down established values with their innovative reality.

From the right: (Levi's® Lefty Jean by Takahiro Kuraishi) denim pants in indigo ¥19,950, off-white and gray ¥18,900 each, denim jacket in indigo ¥25,200, off-white and gray ¥24,150 each, shirt ¥16,800 each (all Levi Strauss Japan)

Tom Ford three-piece suit

"The pursuit of true luxury" is the sole concept that Tomford upholds. Tailoring is at the core of this concept, and is the key to leading men towards luxury. The three-piece suits, based on British taste, are characterized by large peak lapels, long lengths, and shaped waists. Although they are ready-to-wear, many steps are done by hand, and the level of perfection is almost like that of bespoke. When the skilled tailoring that impresses even connoisseurs is combined with Tomford's unique sensibilities, luxury reaches its pinnacle. You can enjoy the utmost elegance from start to finish of the V-zone.

Tom Ford three-piece suit ¥588,000, clerical shirt ¥58,800, tie ¥29,400. tie bar ¥147,000, handkerchief ¥18,900 (all Tom Ford Japan)

UNDER COVER shopping bags and pouches

The bags are replicas of supermarket shopping bags, and there are 18 types of pouches in the shape of fruit, vegetables, milk, ketchup bottles, etc. This is another product and message that is unique to UNDER COVER. The theme for the 2010-11 A/W collection is "Avakareta Life." In other words, what they faced was "unadorned everyday life," and this attitude has come to fruition in these items. It is also a statement of protest against fashion that lacks passion and only leans toward simplification. It is not enough to be simple; it is only when exciting designs are added to it that there is meaning in continuing to create.

(UNDER COVER) shopping bags: small ¥4,725, large ¥5,775, pouches ¥3,675~¥5,250 (all UNDER COVER)

Hermes leather bracelet

Few leather accessories are as high-quality and timeless as Hermes'. The design of this leather bracelet is inspired by the martingale, a horse harness used to prevent a horse's head from rising too high. The leather straps are connected with silver, creating a simple yet sharp design. It is a statement piece, but can be worn with any style. The material is carefully tanned calf leather, which gives off an elegant luster. The texture improves with use, making it truly appealing. It is an accessory that makes you feel the pride of the Maison every time you wear it.

Hermes leather bracelet ¥129,150, bracelet with chain ¥92,400, knitwear ¥111,300, pants ¥85,050 (all Hermes Japon)

Soft hat from Comme des Garcons Junya Watanabe Man

For the 2010-11 A/W season, Comme des Garcons Junya Watanabe Man has added Borsalino to its collaboration.

Two hats were released: Pork Pie and Tyrolean. Entitled "This is a Man," the latest collection expresses a man's attention to detail, and these double-named hats feature as key items in every look. Both hats are made from rabbit fur and come in three colors. Perhaps their greatest feature is the original camouflage pattern on the lining. The thorough attention to detail in hidden parts is truly unique to the theme.

<Comme des Garcons Junya Watanabe Man>

Soft hats ¥54,600 each(All Comme des Garcons)

Stone Island Shadow Project stand-up collar coat

Casual wear is crafted with a formal sensibility and attention to detail. Founded in Italy in 1982 with this simple and sturdy attitude, Stone Island has now launched its long-awaited high-end line, Shadow Project. The clothing, created by Germany's elite design team ACRONYM, has pockets, tags and other decorations stored inside a flap, completely concealing them. The material used is the original DAVIT-T material, which boasts functionality comparable to Gore-Tex, and is Teflon-coated, making for an overwhelming quality. A promising new star has appeared in the midst of the outdoor boom.

(Stone Island Shadow Project) Stand-up collar coat ¥149,100 (CPC Press Room)

[icyfox17]

New tag game bc I'm bored

List 5-10 of the most obscure crossovers you have floating around in your brain !!

1. Dumbass!crimeboys x halcyon!crimeboys

-> arguably the most obscure since it's a crossover between two aus that aren't even posted publicly, but i gen adore it sm<3 db!crimeboys is a hero au where tommy is just. Welp. A dumbass<3 he's my fav tommy ever guys 😭😭 he's my friend's au and I just SOBS most precious guy ever... And halcyon crimeboys is a detective au. Basically take the dumbest tommy and tired older brother Wilbur and make them meet the smartest crimeboys. It's very silly:))

2. Psych x Dsmp

-> okay hear me out. Hear me out. Shawn Spencer is literally Tommyinnit. They are the SAME. Now Phil as Chief Vic, Techno and Wilbur as twin detectives who both function as Jules and Lassiter (platonic ofc), and Tubbo as Gus. It fits way better than it should 😭😭

3. Critical Role (specifically Mighty Nein) x Dsmp

-> guys. Guys. I went on a rant on here like a year ago BUT CADUCEUS AND TECHNO'S CHARACTER DESIGNS ARE EERILY SIMILAR TO EACH OTHER. Tall pink dude w animal traits (cad is more cow, tech is more pig)? Cad is like c!Phil and c!Techno to me... (Is it bc of the tea obsession? Maybe...). I just also think that clingyduo would get along with Jester and Nott/Veth like a wildfire. OR OMG FOOLISH-- Does anyone remember Foolish building dick statues everywhere?? Yeah, he's definitely a follower of the Traveler.

4. 911xMCU

-> okay ngl guys this just came 2 me bc I realised that everyone calls Bobby Cap like how all the Avengers call Steve Cap and I was like lmfao imagine a scene where someone says Cap and they both respond to it.

5. Cw Flash x Pjo

-> okay this isn't my idea but it's one of my fav fics ever WHY DOES IT WORK SO WELL LMFAO

6. Spider-Man x Dick Grayson & Wally West

-> PETER IS LITERALLY DICK AND WALLY IN ONE PERSON 😭😭 SUPER SMART SCIENCE BRAIN + SILLY GOOFY + ACROBATS they're the same. I need them to meet so badly sobsosbsosbsosvsosbsosbsisbsjs Not sure which versions of which I just. Need it. Pls 😭😭😭

7. Justice League Unlimited x Young Justice (tv show)

-> This one has its own separate post here, but omg it makes me SO UPSET GUYS 😭😭😭

8. TMNT x Batfam

Okay not obscure bc they have had both a movie and a comic BUT HEAR ME OUT. SPECFICALLY THE 2007 MOVIE VERSION OF TMNT. This scene is literally Dick and Jason I can't do this guys WHY DO THEIR COLOURS EVEN MATCH

9. Dceu!Bruce & Barry x MCU!Irondad

-> okay my mental illness is full blast here but omfg they are the same duo THEY ARE THE SAME I need them to swap sons for a day plspslspslspspspdlfkfdishskdfjdksklaskd

10. Any vigilante au Tommy x Spider-Man

-> this is hidden in my notes app and is both like my own version of Tommy and Spidey but omfg I'm attached it's such a fun idea to play around with rahhhshshshss. I have a scene where Tommy and Spidey have a miscommunication over Blade lmfao and it lives rent free in my mind. Like Blade is a vampire but does NOT dress the same as Technoblade who might also secretly be a vampire in Tommy's universe lmfaooo

Okay and Bonus One that literally no one will understand except me

11. Magnum PI remake x Orphanduo (Techno and Skeppy)

-> Katsumoto is literally Technoblade guys. THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON. And omfg Magnum and Higgens are so happy duo ngl 😭😭😭

OKAY THAT'S ALL FOR NOW YIPPEE

Tag time :D

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