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One Year Of Jikook Recs: 2023 - 2024

Over the last year, I've read a lot of Jikook fics, some old and some new. Many of them are explicit, FYI but this is a list of everything I bookmarked that I thought, at the time, would be worth sharing eventually. I believe there is something here for everyone here. Huge shoutout to all of these incredible authors - if you like something on the list or have any recommendations, give them some love and let me know!

Friends To Lovers:

Burn for You (50616 words) by Charmander Bachelor Jungkook and whipped Jimin have a turn in the relationship after a third party helps them...connect.

Friendly Favours (76125 words) by dontknowwhatimdoing Jungkook asks Jimin to fake date him and that sucker is dooomed. In the best way. So many adorable scenes and scenarios.

i remember thinking i had you (44676 words) by mrsmorality Unrequited love Jimin is hard and Jungkook kinda annoyeding but still cute.

Nevermind (81173 words) by rkiveink Jimin and Jungkook were best friends but haven't spoken in years. Jungkook, now recovered, helps Jimin while he mourns a close friends from his band who passes away. It's a very raw and honest fic. I found it refreshing to read something like this after a series of super fluffy fics, though in the end this is also soft in it's own way.

Run Into Sin (85356 words) by eumorious Kinda friends/roommates who are going broke and struggling to meet rent enter a porno competition to make money. You can imagine where this goes next and yes, it's raunchy and still domestic at times. Would recommend.

No Homo (75666 words) by snatchim This is just crack up. So funny and still funny even when the no homo joke is done to death. Jungkook convinces his homophobic best friend to do some 'no homo' acts after a spontaneous threesome. Who knew all you needed was a threesome to get a boyfriend these days?

what am I, darling? (18960 words) by paliampelo Heartbreakingly well written unrequited love from Jimin. Jungkook flits around from person to person until he finds his hyung's lips surprisingly irresistible. I really love some of the dialogue in this and the first kiss scene is just *chefs kiss*. You wouldn't believe how many times I read that shit.

Hybrid Fics:

Devil Dog (151164 words) by Charmander Uggggh why is everything they write so amazing? I think I read this like 2-3 times in the last year. Hybrid Jungkook and human Jimin who has a sick up his ass but has a wonderful character arc. Fantastic read. Recommend this to everyone!

I See Summer in Your Smile (28115 words) by frenchfries4life Oooof. Jaguar hybrid Jungkook is sliiick ya'll and I love how relatively transparent his character is in this fic, and it still works. Definitely recommend this for anyone who needs to be eased into the hybrid world, though this one kinda blends with some ABO themes.

Fantasy/Magical/Demon Fics:

NIGHTSHADE BLAZE (131143 words) by carameLIZed_suga I truly believe this is a MUST READ for every Jikook fan. With the amount of recognition it has, I would be suprised if you haven't read it honestly. It's just so so so good. Probably the third or fourth dragon fic I've read, but definitely my favourite so far and probably the fic I've re-read the most.

Soul To Sell (43003 words) by carameLIZed_suga Demon's Jimin and Jungkook have been fighting and thirsting over eachother for years and it is a wonderful spectacle to consume. Super hot...and devilishly well paced for those of you who are impatient readers. At this point just read all of caramelized suga if you like a couple of their stories.

you love me, you love me not (164358 words) by melodrunkcherry In a series of unfortunate events, witch Jimin makes a love potion for Namjoon and Jungkook drinks it. They're at a witch school, coven thing. I can't fully remember this but it was enchanting and a very fun read.

you shine in this pitch darkness (161271 words) by tinymiminie Demon Jungkook rarely visits earth, but when he sees Jimin's colourful soul and fluffy hair, he's whipped. This is a different take on demon Jungkook that was enjoyable to read. Jimin is just a ball of squish and Jungkook an evil puppy.

ABO:

Bloom In Rebellion (189138 words) by infinitetwinkles This fic had refreshing world building and themes that was nice to see in the ABO world. Read this really quickly and wish I discovered this author sooner!

everything you do (i want to do it with you) (10113 words) by serendiplini Sickeningly sweet friends to lovers. Tae is so done with their shit and I love it.

A Tale of a Lonely Pup (51325 words) by Vitamin_PJM Angsty true mates fic set in university that is super cute!

The Rogue (226263 words) by Allnighter_Friend Oooooo if you haven't read this. Read it. Just trust me. I devoured this fic and it just gives you all the feels. Jimin is standing in as the leader of his pack while his father is sick. There are rogues in the forest and when out on a hunt with the crew, they catch said rogue, Jungkook. Many good twists and turns and some good enemies that actually do bad. Unlike those soft enemies who are kinda just...there.

Broken (before I met you) (36611 words) by peachywritten Soft. So soft and cute at the heart. Good pacing.

(k)not stuck (11550 words) by carameLIZed_suga Raunchy neighbour/nemesis read that was also pretty funny.

A Tale of Amber and Honey (74960 words) by carameLIZed_suga Old friends to lovers with some well deserved angst in ABO world. Really enjoyed this!

chasing dusk, catching dawn (17221 words) by carameLIZed_suga First ever fic I've read featuring and enigma wolf. Really primal hunt-and-be-hunted dick-swinging competition and a bit violent in the good way if you can handle it.

Harder Than a Diamond (21652 words) by carameLIZed_suga Another raunchy fic. Probably less violent than the one above but crime boss Jungkook is always a win.

Clueless with a Pinch of Chilli (35000 words) by Vitamin_PJM Their friends set Jimin up on blind dates after he gives up on Jungkook. Jikook are two idiots who deserve each other and are cute and clueless in the process.

In A Rut (21935 words) by Gylliweed Jungkook struggles with violent ruts and Jimin helps coach him through it. Really like how this was approached.

The Gathering (43406 words) by Gylliweed Every year trials are completed and the winner can ask for whatever they want. Jungkook and Jimin are both gunning for the win when they start catching feeeeelings. Damn I loved this one. Ate it up like a sweet apple pie.

Fragile (68881 words) by Neoneun_na I don't remember this super well but I do remember it being soft. Good feels.

The Courage To Live (128832 words) by infinitetwinkles Timid Jimin and caring Jungkook. Classic dynamic and story.

There for You (29788 words) by Ocean_View_Song Softmore Jimin is pining for senior Jungkook who gets possessive when a threat arises. Very cute and we love a good jeonlous story.

To Hurt and To Heal (40587 words) by rinnieluv Solo mama Jimin comes across Jungkook when on the run and so the story unfolds. Touching connections and cute pups.

Nepenthe (81318 words) by cakeandruin Jimin is an omega who goes against the packs norms but meets an alpha werewolf who can transform, unlike him. Everyone is scared of Jungkook and they live on the outskirts of the pack together in the woods. It's a domestic and sweet story, would probably even call it a classic ABO.

your fingerprints on my heart (5850 words) by nimy Jimin thinks alpha Jungkook can't stand him, but the cutie is misunderstanding the dummy's intentions. Nice, quick read.

Other Fics:

Sunflower (152054 words) by merryasoul Enemies to lovers fic that I waited to read. Me. Waiting. Patiently to read this because it was so good. I remember stumbling on this and staying up all night to read the first chapters that were out because the great characters and details captured me and the build up over years with Jikook really hooks you. I seriously recommend you read this if you haven't already and give the author some loove.

soft animal (46729 words) by paliampelo Jungkook has amnesia after a car accident. We all know the first original Jikook amnesia fic and I think this is a nice one too in its own way.

the joy of sex (31410 words) by decompositionbooks Roomates fic - Jungkook makes love in his room and seems like a sex god and Jimin is curious. Solid.

Top Chooks (17177 words) by carameLIZed_suga Rivals to lovers fic where Jimin and Jungkook play gay chicken at a party. Hilarious and hot.

And thats a wrap!

If you made it to the end, thank you for reading. I tend to pile up fics in my bookmarks and wanted to clear them out somehow - I've decided, this will be my approach going forward so stay tuned for the next one.

[phoebestarks]

before you go au!!!

oooof u know what i’m gonna do rhiannon and steve (this is if she leaves after s2 to go to college and doesn’t come back during s3!!!)

okay so obviously rhiannon’s already got some MAJOR shit going on. like, major.

she just had her kid, she’s finally getting used to like....being friends w steve (bc in canon they don’t get back together right away)

and then she finds out she got into the school of her dreams, all the way in new york. they’re covering everything (somehow, remember this isn’t going to be fully accurate lmfaoo) and helping rhiannon take care of august (in canon steve calls him stevie jr. gshsgdhdg) and she just has to take it.

so steve, finally finding his footing with the whole co-parenting thing, is madly in love w rhiannon and wants to confess and so he calls her and she’s like “i have news too! can we tell each other later!” and steve, the himbo, thinks she’s gonna confess

so he goes over and they hang out and he sees “stevie jr.” and then rhiannon is like, “so what did you want to tell me?”

and steve’s obviously pretty nervous and is like, “you can go first.”

and rhiannon’s jokingly saying “wow, steve harrington letting me go first. that’s new.” and they both laugh and baby august somehow gets why they’re laughing and giggles and they’re both really happy and rhiannon just breaks the news to him, like unprompted.

and steve’s heartbroken, as one is when something like this happens to them. and he’s getting up to leave and just turns around and rhiannon’s like “what did you want to tell me?”

and he’s like....”uhhhh nevermind” and just goes into a rant about how even though she’s leaving he wants to know what he could’ve done to make her feel better and rhiannon’s like “when...when did i ever say you weren’t perfect” 

and steve just. starts crying. bc he obviously does lmfaoo and they just realize what’s happening to them. that he probably will never get to see his kid regularly again except during the summers, for like, a week, and rhiannon’s gonna find someone new in new york and they just. sit there. 

and if they still love each other than that’s something they’ll never tell each other.

oof okay that was angsty as hell and for what

send a song (with or without a pairing) for an au and i’ll tell u my ideas!

[1stunseeliefaelass]

Darksiders Arthurian Tales Revisited

Chapter 14: Bad Moon Arising

Morgen froze at hearing Leatherbeard, but then another voice made itself known. This time, Uther was the one to speak up.

"Morgen, I need to speak with you. There's some sort of matter that needs to be addressed. What's wrong Morgen, it's a very simple thing that needs to be taken care of. Follow me."

Morgen feels herself go faint at this and collapses to her knees. Breathing frantically with each moment as Death tries to calm her down.

"Relax relax, it's not him."

"Define him." The original voice from before tells Death.

"For someone who has no business here, you seem to be taking up a lot of our time! So why don't you take whatever you refer to as your ass and FUCK OFF!" Death shouted around the space.

He only gets laughter in response, "How cute....the ant has a backbone. Although, I should've figured...given how protruding it is."

Death draws Harvester as the being taps his spine, "Enough taunts, reveal yourself!"

"If you wish to see me, merely look behind Morgen."

Death does so and sees what seems to be a mummy with ram horns. With ornate jewels that look like eyes embedded and strewn about his head. His cloak is like tattered robes but they still carry an illustrious elegance. Underneath them are black, shadowy tendrils coming out from it. His lips are peeled back, as if someone cut them off to reveal the teeth and gums. The gums themselves are decayed, and rotten, whilst the teeth are sharp and serrated like that of a shark. Just as Death begins to believe he's seen scarier, it gets worse. He looks into the 'eyes', or the sockets where they should be. It's as if he has teeth for eyes, a small mouth in both eyes. They're just as sharp as his 'normal' mouth as well.

"By the Creator." Death says in pure shock. Course he snaps out of it enough to grab Morgen as the crazed being approaches her. Pulling her close to him, Death quickly shouts at the being, "Back the hell away from us!"

Morgen takes the moment to glance back where she was, and sees the same being. Naturally her first reaction is to scream.

Death quickly holds her closer, hiding her face in his chest, "Don't look at him! Just....nngh....", he begins feeling a headache coming on as he tries so hard to find a way out of this situation.

Then he remembers he needs to shock Morgen to wake her up. So he removes his mask and quickly has her look at him before kissing her. The shock of this does in fact cause both of them to wake with an equal amount of panic. Course Death forgets momentarily about his injury. So upon standing to get to Morgen, he ends up collapsing in pain.

"Morgen! Gah!" Death begins to say before collapsing.

"Take it easy, you just fell." War tells him.

"How long was I out?"

"Like two seconds, why?" War inquires him.

"I uh....go check on Morgen."

"Alright." War simply states before doing so.

He finds her breathing heavily and rocking slightly as she hugs a pillow. She sounds almost as if she's crying as well.

"Morgen, are you alright?"

"Who's there?" Morgen asks, quickly trying to hide the fact she was crying.

"What happened?"

"Your brother Death....he should remember." Morgen tells him.

"Well I'll go ask him after I'm done picking him up off the floor." War states.

"What do you mean?! Is he alright?"

"He passed out for like two seconds. Fell face first in fact. Good thing he had protection."

"I heard that you fuckbucket!" Death shouts from a far.

"Shut your mouth Grandpa."

"Says the one armed man." Death retorts as he uses the crutches to get over there. Having been helped up by Merlin.

"At least I don't need the assistance of crutches."

"At least I can walk." Death states before realizing the target is not there, "Oh right, Strife isn't here."

"How hard did hit yourself on your head? Oh nevermind you were already forgetting things, like a Grandpa."

"Alright you whippersnapper, you want an angry Grandpa I'll give you one." Death expresses before trying to smack War with one of the crutches. Hopping on one leg to try and achieve this.

War tries kicking the good leg out from underneath him, only for Death to hop over and even spin somewhat gracefully.

"Nice try eheheh."

War gets annoyed as he gets hit on the head a few by the crutch. Finally he just dodges so that Death falls on his face again.

"You're an ass."

"And you deserved it."

The two then laughed as War helped his brother back up. Seeing the two having their brotherly moment was enough to cheer Morgen up, but Death still felt the need to talk to her.

He walked into the room and sat down on the bed beside her, "So uhm, how are you doing, after all this?"

"Better after having seen that little moment. But I do wish what happened hadn't happened. The only good thing about it really was.....how you got me out of there." Morgen explains whilst trying not to reveal what Death ended up doing.

"May I ask?" War inquired.

"No you may not."

"Thank you though, for coming for me like that." Morgen tells Death whilst her fingers gently brush around his hand a little.

"Technically it wasn't me, it wasn't exactly my choice. But I am glad that I was able to help. How long has this been happening?"

"This is only the second time. The first time I was shunted out on my own, and.......Barrcus was there to help me." Morgen responds a bit solemnly.

"What do you think he is? That 'thing'?"

"I don't know, I've not seen him until now. He keeps calling me Ilona as well. I don't know why he would." Morgen tells him.

"Hmmm....may be something to ask Merlin, or Wiseman. Our current experts on the Dream Realm."

"Maybe so. It's admittedly a bit, scary...to think about the reason as to why he calls me Ilona. I want to know....but at the same time I'm terrified to know."

Death then gently placed his hand beneath her chin, turning her head towards him, "Whatever you end up facing, you won't face it alone. You'll never be alone, ever again."

Morgen's eyes widened at that and the two slowly began inching closer to each other. That is until War immediately interrupted them,

"So when are we going to have breakfast?"

Death turned to him with a glare, "Was having a moment here, and you ruined it."

"I don't understand what you mean by that but, breakfast. And sorry for ruining whatever mood."

Once War walked outside, Morgen helped Death to stand up, "Here, let me help. You might fall again."

"Don't call me old man please."

"Wouldn't dream of it." Morgen told him simply, "Besides, you're too handsome to be called that."

Death was glad for his mask right now, but unfortunately it couldn't hide the redness on his neck. Morgen noticed it too and in a moment of either bravery or possibly a death wish, she pecked him just under his chin. Death gets a confused look, and straightens his back ever so slightly as his chest rises a bit. He spends a moment reading her face quickly, but silently. Checking her for any signs of arousal, and to his relief, that's not what he sees. Instead he sees what seems like a genuine affection in her eyes. Her smile seems to show delight, whilst her body language indicated nervousness. Death ultimately wasn't sure what to do.

"Uhm......thank you? This is honestly the first in a while...."

"I see. Well I hope it was....pleasant at least." Morgen replies a bit nervous.

"It indeed was uh.......just warn me next time...." Death implores of her as he becomes even more red. Even his shoulder are getting a slight shade of it.

Morgen nods simply and decides to get ready behind a partition, leaving Death to ponder to himself a moment.

"You want me to leave or something? As right now it's a little difficult to walk around." Death informs her.

"Oh if you need to sit feel free to head off to breakfast. I'll be fine getting ready alone." Morgen tells him.

"Thank you nnnggh." Death says as he works on making his way out the door slowly.

Death becomes lost in his own head, thinking about the situation. What his own feelings may be after all this. Why she seems to have feelings for him. Course these musings cease when he bumps into Strife by accident.

"Oooof crap."

Strife turns around, and sees just how red his brother is right now, "Glad I'm not the only one having a good morning."

"Shut up, you weren't able to move without my help."

"At least I'm moving like butter." Strife remarks with a smirk.

"Why you little!" Death says about to charge him before Strife just grabs him by the head and shoves him backwards before walking off. Picking up his pace.

Death of course started to hurry after him and in his haste his crutches slip out from under him. He's able to stop himself from falling, but his current position is awkward. He groans in pain and tries righting himself. Only to hurt himself more and finally asking,

"May I by chance get some help?"

"What's the magic word?" Strife inquiries before getting a glare, "Ok that's the magic death glare, but I'll count it."

He then helps Death right himself.

"Thank you."

"Ah you can show some decency." Strife remarks.

"You had it going, for like five seconds." Death tells him.

"And?"

Death just sighs, "Nevermind."

"So, was your morning actually good? Pretty red there."

"It was...decent. And very surprising. And oddly terrifying." Death expresses.

"Has it really been that long?"

"Nothing happened, and.....ugh....." Death begins to explain before getting too embarrassed to speak further.

"So how long was it?"

"The last woman I've ever been with was Wren, and that was ages ago. You were in your late adolescentcy at the time, if that gives you any inclination." Death states.

"I've heard of plugging it for a long ass time but DAMN. Is that why you're so cranky?"

"You do realize I could kill you at any moment." Death tells him.

"Dude, I know you better, don't even try. Besides, with you all messed up, I'd like to see far you'd get."

Death just grumbles as he follows Strife to get breakfast.

Meanwhile at Uther's castle, Barrcus was doing remarkably well for his circumstances. Even with several baby nerve enders all over him, they meant nothing to him. A man suffering through physical pain everyday of his life, and nothing could ever top the emotional and mental pain of seeing Morgen suffer. He'd never voice that aloud however, in case it gave Uther ideas. As Barrcus mused to himself with Uther shouting at him for answers.

"Just tell me where Death is and I'll put an end to all this madness!"

"Yes, and replace it with another." Barrcus retorted simply.

As Uther was about to apply more pressure to the nerve enders, Leatherbeard came on down. When seeing Barrcus he actually looked shocked.

"I never thought there was anything I wouldn't eat or fuck. Guess I found it."

"Feelings mutual, too many of the stds and scabs." Barrcus stated sarcastically.

"Be that as it is, I'm here for Uther." Leatherbeard replied unphased.

Uther sighed and looked at him, "What do you require of me Leatherbeard, make it quick. I'm already in a bad mood."

"Seeing how you've been in a sour mood for some time, perhaps we should destress you. Find you a good time as it were. I know you won't have just any girl, or anyone, so a tavern won't do. But...."

"GET ON WITH IT!" Uther shouts at him.

"BUT......there's always the gladiatorial arena you put up some years ago. How long has it been since you've watched a good fight? I know you always enjoyed seeing the fights in the ring. Be it between men, or beasts, or sometimes even a mix."

Uther taps his chin as he considers the idea. Barrcus just watches him a bit curiously. After a time he finally decides on something, "Very well. I shall...humor, this idea. I need new inspiration for dealing with this traitor anyway."

"That's the spirit my liege. We'll get that zeal in your step in one way or the other. Now let's leave le fou to his current fate. Give him time to prepare for an even worse one." Leatherbeard declared with enthusiasm.

With that both men left, and Barrcus looked out the window of his cell. Thoughts of Morgen and Mina keeping him going all the while. He could only hope for the best for them both. Finally he decided to send a message to them somehow. Calling upon Merlin first through telepathy, to ask for help in the matter. Hoping one of his spiders is still there. Luckily there is one left, in Puck's scarf. It slowly crawls out and scares the crap out of poor Puck.

"What the fuck?!" He screams jumping up.

The spider only waves before laughing in Barrcus' voice and telling Puck, "Such a funny Satyr. Now I need to speak with the others."

"Ok the spider's talking. And it sounds like Barrcus, and it's talking, great." Puck groans whilst looking at the bottle of boose he'd been drinking. "I need to stop experimenting."

The spider hops up in annoyance, "Just get me to the others for fuck's sake!"

"Ok ok, calm yer......eh....legs? No that sounds stupid. Ah hmm...."

"PUCK!"

"Ok ok ok, jeez." Puck says before rushing the spider to the main hall.

Once there they both saw everyone partaking of breakfast. Course everyone looks at Puck as he nervously begins trying to explain himself.

"Talking spider, and he's really mad at me."

"Puck you need to stop experimenting. One of these days you'll make yourself go insane." Death remarks sarcastically.

That is until the spider hops onto the table and walks over to Death, "You're right about him needing to stop experimenting. But wrong about thinking he's insane, at least at this moment."

Death immediately jumps, having not expected that. Everyone else, aside from Morgen and Mina, does the same as Death grabs around his ankle. Having accidentally hit it against the chair he was in.

"Woah.....gah! The spider is actually talking what the fuck?!" Death shouts in confusion and pain.

"See I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy!" Puck yells at him.

As Death continued to hold his ankle, hissing in pain, the spider tilted itself as if confused, "May I ask what happened?"

"Leatherbeard shot a harpoon through my achilles tendon. It's taking it's sweet time healing."

"Then why not ask for assistance?" Barrcus asks him.

"I can mend it on my own. It's just taking a while."

"We don't really have much time to waste. You need to be in peak condition much sooner, preferably sometime today." Barrcus insisted.

"And how do you propose I achieve that hmm?"

"Morgen is always eager to help. Why not ask her, politely, to heal you?"

Death sighs in annoyance, "You enjoy being vexxing don't you?"

"As if you don't enjoy it yourself."

Death's eye twitched but he swallowed his pride and looked to Morgen, "Would you be so kind as to help me out with this?"

"I'll certainly do my best." Morgen tells him calmly.

"Wait a minute how are you calm right now?"

"I'm used to him doing this, as is Mina." Morgen explains.

The spider then walks over to Morgen, who lets him onto her hand, "I'm here to let you know I'm doing fine. As Uther's torture methods are very lacking."

"That's a relief for sure. But it's not entirely calming given you're still over there. If you have a plan of escape, we'd much like to hear it."

"Currently devising one. Uther is at the colosseum at this moment. He'll be away for a while, so I can try to explain where I am. Which I imagine is easy to figure out now." Barrcus explains.

"Quite, considering that I'm pretty sure you're in a cell. Likely one within Uther's dungeon as well." Death remarks.

"Correct. However, it won't be easy like last time. You'll have to be cautious. That means I DON'T WANT ANY HEROICS. From either of you." Barrcus states whilst looking at both of them before turning back to face Morgen again, "As a matter of fact I'd prefer it if you'd just stay here."

"I can fight Barrcus, you've seen it yourself." Morgen protests.

"Fighting on its own is easy, but doing so whilst using magic is harder. You're more well versed in magic than in melee. Until you can use them in tandem with each other, I'd prefer you remained somewhere safe."

Morgen sighs saying, "Barrcus, Mina and I have been worried sick. Surely there's something I can do to help. You're always helping me, protecting me to the best of your ability. I want to return the favor, to repay all my debts by making sure you're safe as well. I owe you so much Barrcus, and you know it."

"Morgana, I want you safe. More than anything right now. Knowing you and Mina are somewhere safe has been keeping my spirits up in this time. Please, just remain in safety, my little Moonbeam."

Morgen sat back and went slack in her seat as Barrcus called her that. It had been so long since he'd last done so, and she was still a little girl then. Death thought back for a moment as he looked at Morgen's reaction. He couldn't help but wonder how C was currently doing. He hadn't seen her, Wren, or Ale around lately. He decided he'd ask Titania about where they were. Course Morgen's next words caught his attention again.

"You....haven't called me that in so long. Why now?"

"Because I find it to be most appropriate now. I'll do anything to keep you safe, as I promised your Mother. You're all I have left of her, and I'm.....desperate. I don't want to lose you as I did her. Nor do I want you to risk anymore suffering just to save me. Promise me you'll stay out of it, please."

"I......I can't.......Barrcus...." Morgen struggles to say before Mina takes over.

"I'll watch her Barrcus. I'll do all I can for her and then some. I swear it."

"Good. Now, onwards to what is going on. I saw Leatherbeard in the city, he's a bit more jovial than usual. May I ask why?"

Death and Strife both groan at the same time.

"He has my blood, and Miriam's." Death then tells him.

"Who's Miriam?"

"A friend of mine and as far as I can tell, she and Strife have been seeing each other. So there's that as well."

"He got Miriam's when she broke through a window of the city library to escape him. She left a whole trail as well. He got Death's through the harpoon to his achilles tendon." Strife adds on whilst cuddling Miriam.

Miriam is naturally a bit spooked about the talking spider. She's used to being small, so spiders that can talk freaks her out more than an average one would. Course a few more then make themselves known in the room, leaving the poor thing petrified as she huddles into Strife. Course everyone else is a bit spooked themselves.

Barrcus meanwhile sighed and the spider facepalmed as he did so, "Right, of course. Ugh. So most likely Leatherbeard can still track you down. Given your complete scent is within your blood."

"Well shit." Death mutters under his breath.

"I'd advise you to handle that bayou dwelling Wereshark first. Then we can plan for a way to get me out of here. My spiders shall remain for when you're ready or if I should need to warn you." Barrcus tells them.

Meanwhile, Uther and Leatherbeard were actually enjoying themselves for the most part. Course Uther couldn't help but shake his head at the pirate's massive enthusiasm.

"BITE HIS EAR OFF! TWIST HIS DICK AND RIP IT OFF! COME ON! HE WAS WIDE OPEN!"

"Uuuugh.....your 'enthusiasm' as always, is quite appreciated." Uther told him.

"Good to know. RIP HIS FUCKING DICK OFF COME ON! YOU CALL YOURSELVES WARRIORS!? COME ON I CAN FIGHT BETTER IN MY SLEEP!"

Uther facepalmed at this, and then felt a tap on his shoulder. He saw a young maiden with two baskets, one with food, the other gold, "Greetings good King Uther. I have brought up only the juiciest grapes, the finest cheeses, and the best cuts of meat for you. Truly they are snacks fit for a king such as you. I also come by with our betting basket. The match coming up will be quite a showstopper, I assure you. A young feral werewolf against a few veterans of the arena. Sounds like quite the show yes, perhaps you'd be interested in betting on it?"

Leatherbeard immediately turns his head towards the basket girl, then to Uther, "You got a werewolf?"

"Yes we got one some time back." Uther states simply.

"You better switch out your contestants, I'm going in." Leatherbeard declares whilst grabbing his jacket from his chair.

"Uhm....my good Captain are you sure about this? The boy's got no control. He's truly as feral as it gets." The maiden asks him.

"Hahahah, all the better. Mon cher, feral or not, that boy will learn who da alpha is. They all do." Leatherbeard says whilst holding her chin before heading into the arena.

Uther actually smirks and decides he'll bet after all, "Ten thousand gilt on my friend here."

The maiden then bows as Uther places the gilt in through an inventory crystal and walks away. Leaving only the basket of food for him. Uther takes a bite of a grape just as the announcer comes back around.

"Nevermind on the original coming match, we apparently have a change in contestants! Our dear beloved champion ARN THE RIPPER VS CAPTAIN LEATHERBEARD!"

The crowds cheer with a pure uproar, shocked and excited to the captain. He listens to crowd and begins shouting at them, "I can't hear you! I CAN'T HEAR YOU! BRING IT UP HAHA!"

Meanwhile Arn listened to the crowd as it welcomed this new challenger into the ring of blood and dirt. He heard them chant his name again and again, "Leatherbeard, Leatherbeard, Leatherbeard", as he waited in his cell. Finally the man of the hour his "master" came in and unlocked the door.

"You're facing someone new, he's a feared man and close to the King. So at least try to last.", He says as the fat mass of a man unlocked Arn's chains from around his wrists and the silver lined collar around his neck.

"Sounds like someone important, his mother know he's about to get his ass kicked?", Arn manages to say as he's practically shoved out and towards the rack of awaiting weapons.

"I would watch my tongue boy. This man isn't the lions you killed last week, he's a fucking monster. Just give em a good show and try not to die. You're worth nothing dead.", The master says

Arn had heard those words a thousand times now, and he got sicker each time he heard it. He had plenty of daydreams of driving one of these hunks of junk into that fat-ass' neck and ripping the throat out of his lapdog, the one who enjoyed taking flesh off his bones with that whip. Sadly he had bigger fish to fry, namely this Leatherbeard. Arn took up an axe and a sword before he gave his masters an unsavory look, one they had grown accustomed to at this point. The gates creaked open finally as Arn growled to the crowd cheering his name, "Ripper, Ripper!" They shout as he enters the ring and faces his opponent, he actually snickers under his breath.

"Something funny Ripper?", Leatherbeard asks him

"Just think you need to fire your barber, clearly he took more than your beard.", Arn responds with a chuckle

Leatherbeard chuckled with him darkly, "Eheheheheh...funny."

Arn and Leatherbeard begin to circle eachother as the crowd calms a little. Arn then growls as his body starts to shift, the various bones and muscles flexing, expanding, and tearing as they take on a more beastial shape. Arn's face elongates into a snout, his teeth sharpen and grow long, followed by his eyes glowing a crimson color. His body is also covered in ebony black fur. Arn then let's out a guttural roar before snarling and baring his teeth at this guy, who doesn't seem to be phased by it. Arn is the first to strike with his sword connecting with the man's prosthetic arm but his axe follows up with an attack to his face. Leatherbeard somehow dodge the strike to his face, despite Arn clearly feeling it connecting.

Leatherbeard then turns his prosthetic into his anchor before launching it at Arn, who manages to dodge as it connects with the wall behind him. Leatherbeard retracts it, only to have Arn come up behind him and strike multiple times at his arm and body. Leatherbeard may have rough skin but he is certainly feeling the force behind each blow.

He attempts to say something witty only to feel an small twinge of pain in his shin. It takes him a while for his brain to register it as pain, but it's at that moment he realizes Arn slammed the back of his axe into his shin.

Leatherbeard in response tells him with a grunt, "Good hit."

Arn then drives his blade through his open mouth through the back of his throat, Arn gets a smirk on his muzzle as he sees a little trickle of Leatherbeard's blood run down the length of his blade.

Course aside from the cheers of the crowd Arn hears something else, laughter from his opponent. Leatherbeard laughs louder as he realizes he's in the shadow of the arena. Namely against the wall as Arn forced him there with his flurry of blows. Arn watches as Leatherbeard's mouth and body take on a more monstrous form. One with several rows of teeth and skin like a tough rubber. Arn immediately gets out of biting range as Leatherbeard snaps his jaws and breaks the blade in two. Arn snarls as Leatherbeard spits out the blade shards and droplets of his own blood.

"I'll give you this...it has been a while since I've seen, much less tasted my Blood...too bad I gotta beat yer ass. Now come on Pup, heheh!", Leatherbeard says as his blacked out eyes focus on the ebony furred Arn.

Arn simply snarls in response, before he notices Leatherbeard's arm take the form of a flintlock handgun. Arn somehow manages to dodge the gunfire and get behind a pillar but he's officially on the defensive as Leatherbeard goes on the attack. Arn manages to get an opening after dodging the mix of gunfire and even a cannon blast.

'How many guns does that fish bastard have?!'

He doesn't get his answer as he once again has to dodge the anchor as it takes out the pillar he is behind. Arn does take cover but gets an idea, he let's Leatherbeard take out the other remaining pillars kicking up a massive dust cloud. Leatherbeard is irritated by the dust and has to cover his eyes. When the dust starts to settle he notices a glimpse of movement with his electromagnetic sense. Leatherbeard exposes his head as he launches his anchor towards what he noticed. The dust settles enough that he sees it's just a pile of rubble. Arn then takes this opening and launches himself at Leatherbeard, his axe connecting with the top of his head. Arn is very surprised when the axe breaks from its haft and launches itself into Uther's box. The blade embedding itself in a post next to his seat and just above his head.

Leatherbeard let's out another laugh as Arn looks at his axe in disbelief.

Leatherbeard then kicks Arn in the gut and grabs his head before smashing him into the dirt.

Laughing as Arn lays in the dirt, "Ha! Real cute!"

Arn eventually manages to raise himself up on his hands and knees. Leatherbeard grabs Arn by his scruff and lifts him up to eye level.

"Anything to say, Ripper?", Leatherbeard asks with a sadistic smile on his face.

Arn looks at him in his blackened orbs and responds, "Die."

Leatherbeard can't react fast enough to Arn ramming a blade shard into one of his vulnerable eyes. The wound begins gushing blood as Arn drives the blade shards all the way into the socket. Leatherbeard shouts in pain, excitement, and ecstasy as Arn uses his free hand to reach and grab the exposed meat of his gills, on the left side of his neck. Leatherbeard starts feeling pain like he hasn't in a long time. It only solidifies when Arn puts both his feet into Leatherbeard's chest then kicks off his body, ripping the gills from his neck, and his hand free from Leatherbeard's eye. Thus leaving him with two grievous injuries. The pain lasts long enough that Arn can break free from Leatherbeard's grasp as he cuts his open throat. Arn is breathing heavy as that took a lot of energy, not to mention he hurts like hell. He is surprised even more when Leatherbeard's wounds heal over. The dull thud of the blade shard hitting the dirt is heard as Leatherbeard's eye is back, like it never got punctured. It is the same with the gills on his neck. Leatherbeard laughs sadistically as he readies to finish this petite merde off. His eyes completely whiting out as they rolled back. A sign that the frenzy has started. At this rate, Uther realizes his champion may be screwed.

"DINGLEBERG ENOUGH!" Uther shouts standing in his booth.

Leatherbeard snaps his head around so fast you'd think he'd have broken his neck, "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!"

Arn could only laugh, "Dingleberg?! Are you serious?!", only to get slammed in the face by the anchor.

"Real professional, now get your ass up here. Your fight gave me idea, and we need to discuss it." Uther says unphased.

Leatherbeard then angrily turns his anchor back into a hand and walks off grunting. The crowd that was laughing a moment ago, is completely silent. They don't want to start a massacre by angering him further. Arn is then dragged off to the side by his 'master'.

"Ugh....at least you made it somewhat of a spectacle."

"I can't......feel anything." Arn groans as he turns back.

"Well you did get an anchor to the face so...." The fat man states shrugging a bit.

Arn groans somemore as he's dragged back to his cell. The collar and chains are replaced where they should be before the door is shut. From there Arn is forced to try and rest off the unfeeling in his body, whilst being partially suspended. He then hears the voices of his 'master' and the King.

"I...uh what brings you down here?"

Uther only responded simply, "I need to speak with your champion."

"Wasn't really much of a champion out there was he? Eheheh....." The man says before Uther gets in his face.

"That child has killed more men and beasts than half the gladiators in your repertoire. If I say he is a champion, then that is WHAT HE IS. Am I clear on that? Or shall I let Leatherbeard use you to blow off some steam? You have plenty of meat on your bones I reckon." Uther expresses in a dangerously calm tone.

The man can only gulp before he backs away in pure fear, "O-o-of c-course, your m-m-majesty. R-r-right this way, his cell is actually right next to us."

Arn smirks at the man pissing himself as he hears Uther approach his cell. Next comes a rapping upon the heavy door.

"Are you still awake by chance?"

"Nnnnnngh.....Depends on what you mean by awake." Arn manages to say.

"You speaking is a good enough sign. As that is what I need to do with you."

"What does a King want with a random nobody?"

"What I want," Uther began slightly annoyed, "is to propose a job. A task of upmost importance. I'm willing to reward you for a job well done."

"I'm listening to ya golden head." Arn states sarcastically.

The 'master' then slams his fist on the door, "Silence you! Ehehehe...sorry about that your majesty."

"Hmph, I like his spirits. Let's see how well he listens.", Uther begins before turning back towards the door to address Arn, "Now, my daughter Morgana has taken off recently. And she took my dear son with her as well. I want you to help bring them to me alive. As for the man who helped my daughter flee, I'd like him dead. Everything clear to you?"

"Loud and clear for the most part. But my question is, who the fuck is supposed to die? And why did she run away?" Arn inquired.

"That is none of your concern. For if you complete your task correctly, you will gain your freedom."

Arn's eyes widened as he imagined seeing his Mama Esmie again, "You mean....I can...go home?"

"Yes my boy, you can return home. I'll even ship you out to wherever you wish to go. I only have one caveat, Leatherbeard will be keeping an eye on you. You answer to whatever he tells you to, unless it's something I told him NOT TO DO. I will discuss it with him after we're done here. Assuming we have a deal that is."

Arn thought to himself for a moment, but one moment was all he needed, "Deal."

"Good boy. Now let's see about getting you out of this cell. And into a proper set of armor. Oh course you'll need a true weapon as well." Uther stated in a sickly sweet tone of voice.

Arn however didn't notice his tone, all he cared about was the promise of going home.

In the meantime the others had begun to discuss their plan to deal with Leatherbeard.

"We're going to need help with this 'Leatherbeard'. Given that he managed to fuck up two of us. Perhaps another werebeast?" Fury poses.

"And where do we find one?" War asks her.

"Yeah, especially one that's sane?" Strife adds on.

Death however spoke up in defense of Fury, "It's actually a good idea. In fact, it probably helps that I know a guy."

[hjazysol]

Omega: Yet another boring uneventful day...Well at least that's how I see it. Nothing whatsoever. (sigh) I could be sleeping but hanging with Honoka and Hokori ain't too bad.

Civilian: There's a villain up ahead. Apparently they're either A or S-Class.

Civilian 2: Really? What heroes have arrived?

Civilian: I think Endeavour's up there. Fat Gum may also be there, and erm oh yeah the Bone Farmer.

Omega: Bone Farmer huh? I thought she preferred tasks that allowed her stay low on the attention radar.

Sanbi: Well why don't we find out what's goin on up there?

Omega: Holy crap! You scared me. As would anyone who gets approached by a random stranger.

Sanbi: Right my apologies! I'm Sanbi Kuraiumi. And your that Omega kid from U.A right?

Omega: Looks like I'm famous.

Sanbi: Let's go then anyway. ("Go and see this inferior villain")

Omega: Fine, I guess my friends can wait a bit longer.

Daizo: Hey scrawny! Catch! (Throws a car)

Omega: Hey a car. Well looks like they came to us.

Sanbi, in his head: Oooof course it's him.

Sanbi moved out the way and Omega let the car move him.

Omega: ...Nice...

Endeavour: Step aside boy this is not a place for children.

Omega: Then why're you here then?

Fatgum & Tsubaki: HAHAHAHAH!

Daizo: OOOOOH! Burn!

Sanbi: You need some water to cool it off?

Endeavour: Useless imbeciles.

Daizo, in his head: Wait why the hell is Sanbi here!? Oh nevermind he's here to make sure I don't kill his "Girlfriend." Gross!

Daizo: Venom! (Sprays Endeavour's eyes with venom)

Endeavour: ACK! BASTARD!

Daizo: Next!

Omega: Well it looks like the Villain wins. There ain't no way those two'll stand a chance against someone as committed as him. It's almost like he's deliberately pushing through against all 3 heroes Quirks. He's trembling slightly but he refuses to move.

Sanbi: Why could it not have been Henshi? I just want a peaceful day! Though I can't really complain if father were here they'd already be dead.

Daizo: Hahaha! I am unstoppa-- (Gets hit by a pebble) ...Huh?

Kid: Stay away demon man!

Daizo: Hmmm. I have formed an idea! (Picks up the kid) Any of you approach me and the girl loses her soul!

Kid: Put me down you meanie!

Daizo: ...Whatever... ...("That actually made me very sad")

Tsubaki: Using a child as a hostage!? How shameful!

Daizo: Hostage?...I don't do "Hostages." I just kill whatever stands in front of me!

Sanbi, raises an eyebrow at him saying "Really?" Daizo replies with a frown saying "No. I could never kill a child"

Fatgum: Well it seems you must be stopped immediately!

Daizo: Hah! Too late I've been staring at each of you longer than I need, time to!-- AACK!!! (Suddenly was sent flying unconscious immediately for no seeable reason)

Tsubaki: ..... .....Wait what just happened?... ...Sanbi?

Sanbi: Yeah I was watching all of that! You were all so cool. ("BUT WHAT THE SHIT TOOK DAIZO OUT IN ONE BLOW!?")

Endeavour: What the hell?

Fatgum: He just...Went...Flying.

Kid: That's what you get meanie! (Sticks out tounge) Mleh!

Omega: Hmf...Off I go then...Well that was nothing but effort. I shoulda just left them all to die. Lucky fro me they have no clue what happened... ...They're all lazy if they're getting shown up by a kid like me. That'd make em lazier than me.

Honoka, on the phone: Omega where are you did you oversleep again?

Omega: First of all I oversleep on purpose. Second I saved a kid today.

@hopeaterart

[zombies-apocalypse]

So I’m giving the Chilling Adventures of Sabrina a try.

Imma keep this in one post instead of spamming, for once. 

So hit the read more. Beware of spoilers for episode one.

Shit, she’s me when it comes to horror moves. Yup, still me, babbling about slow movies.  Why is she me? Why am I Sabrina?

Oh, she’s into gory horror? Nevermind, not me.

Ummm, inviting a teacher to join you and your friends? But why? Oh, that’s why. Still, that’s not a typical teenager reaction.

Oh dude, I like this song. Though it bodes ill for - oooof course. Of course. 

Okay her post “I love you” dance was cute.

Okay, but what was the point of that? Why murder the nice teacher???? Dark lord? Goddamnit. An evil, satanic witch already.

Dark baptism. That doesn’t bode well.

Oh no, the poor bat! T_T And I’ve seen the trailer so... Nooo. T_T Absit omen? ABSIT? As in Latin for Far?

Demonomicon???? 

Wait, why is Ambrose under house arrest? You can’t just drop that on me with no explanation for why he’s been grounded for 75 years?

You really had to question what they meant by half-breed? You’re not that dumb, are you?

Succubitches. Nice.

WAIT. Who’s bullying poor Susie??? HARASSMENT. Bring them in for review? Excuse me, you don’t review, you expell. Goddamnit. I hate this guy already. WAIT WHAT? Telling her to tell Susie to find another school? MOTHERFUCKER. 

Wardwell’s fashion sense changed quite a bit. Witch-demon thing masquerading as her isn’t even trying to play like the teacher.

And you don’t think that’s sus, Sabrina? That the teacher’s poking you towards fucking with the principal? 

PRAISE SATAN? That’s not how you respond to... Jesus, I hate Zelda. Why is she so different from Hilda?

I get she’s hiding shit from her, but being that suspicious of her? Like shit, her having some weird family tradition for her sweet sixteen shouldn’t be that big of a weird mystery. It’s a family thing. Her moving and not saying anything sooner, well, I understand him being shocked by it, but jeez. There’s such a lack of trust.

Okay, seriously. First episode and she’s already dropping the truth on Harvey. Like, for real? ALSO specifying warlock for a male witch. Fine, fineeeee. Whatever.

Oh, no Harvey has a reasonable reaction. Yup, jump to her lying about it as some weird excuse to break up with her. JEEZ SABRINA. Throwing a spell at him to make him forget what you told him... Jeez. Jeeeeeez.

Also seriously, why the hell are the aunts so blase about their niece being cursed? 

Come on Zelda. Is there any other way you could’ve delivered those lies to make it any less convincing?

Ummm.... What the heck? 

Oooh, I Put A Spell on you. Good song. Oh, this show doesn’t linger long on the non-atmospheric songs.

Interesting claw marks. OH, interesting... Wait. WAIT. WAIT. That’s Salem? Are you seriously telling me that’s Salem?!?! Some dark spirit that heard her in the forest, clawed up her window... 

WAIT. What???? Satan expects the witchlings to be virginal? Saving herself for him? EXCUSE ME. WHAT? 

Path of Light or Path of Night? Okay, so she’s an anomaly but yet still expected to follow the Witch Laws despite her existence being caused by the breaking of one of those laws. BUT doesn’t this mean Path of Light is an option??? But they kind of refer to that as human...

Also Malum Malus means Bad Bad or Apple Bad in Latin so... 

WICCA? You named the club WICCA???? Woman’s International Cultural and Creative Association. And the mortal chose that name. Really stretched to reach that one, didn’t they?

Also why is this school so dreary? Do they not believe in florescent lights? In lights in general?

But why would you poke the birthmark? Oh, witch’s mark. I guess that’s why he’d poke on it.

OH. They’re cannibals too? WHAT THE FUCK ZELDA?!

It’s a maze, Sabrina. Not rocket science... She’s not the sharpest tool in the shed...

Oh, there’s arrows on the maze walls. Also WHY this? Like, what mart of this makes any sense? Do you really want to turn her against you? Cause that’s one way of doing it, you assfuck. Could’ve just planted a false apple for her with fake visions to guide her the right way. Or rot them all.  I mean, come on...

Also Salem’s a beasty. An adorable one.

GROSS! I didn’t need to see that damn apple twice. Once was enough. 

Ummm.... So... That didn’t really answer anything but okay. I mean... She’s been raised to believe the Dark Lord is like, their god... If that was him, then seeing him rise would be, like, #Goal, right? 

Oh, Salem doesn’t wanna go inside. Gee, wonder why...

So that’s the end of episode one... And I’m just... 

FINAL THOUGHTS:

The lighting is appalling. Everything, even the outdoors, is so dim and dreary. The school, something that is generally so bright, seems like it’s lit only by natural light and they live in Forks, Washington.

The camera work, something I rarely say anything about unless it’s shakey cam, is strange. Like, we randomly get this weird blur around the edges? I’m not sure what’s that called but I know there’s a name for it. It can be a stylistic choice, but it seems arbitrary. 

The effects are decent though. I’ve seen worse.

The contrast between Zelda and Hilda is interesting, but doesn’t sit well with me. There’s no explanation given for why one is so Evil and one so Nice - especially since they’re both followers of the Dark Lord. It just doesn’t make sense for them to be nearly polar opposites like they are.

I have mixed feelings about Salem, but I don’t hate it. I do miss the OG Salem’s sass though.

 My initial thoughts during the trailer was that the witches were EVIL and SATANIC - something that this first episode has NOT done anything to counter. It’s also clear witches are hereditary, a bloodline, and that they have powers before their Dark Baptism so why is it so damned important to sign the book? Also the Path of Night, Path of Light thing. What the fuck is the Path of Light, exactly? The Path of Night is obviously serving the Dark Lord, Satan... to what means, I don’t know, but what the fuck is the Path of Light? It’s kind of implied that’s mortality, humanity - but beyond that? I don’t know. I don’t like that all witches are being shown as evil and Satanic, save Sabrina who, for whatever reasons, isn’t Evil like Zelda or more morally grey like Zelda. Like, why is she so damn good despite being raised by two witches of the Path of Night???

Some of ya’ll know I was a fan of the show Salem. While I despise witches being Satanic and shit, because that just further underlines the ongoing misconception which still affects witches in real life, I can get down with a show despite that if it’s good enough....

So far this isn’t winning me over. The writing for this show... man...

I mean, this is only the first episode but I’m sorely unimpressed.

I’ll give episode two a shot...

[krshush]

✨ 🔅 and 💋 for merit?

my boy!!!

✨: What motivates them? Is it a deep rooted passion/motivation, or is it something they struggle with from time to time? 

Oooof. OOF. His... what he wants, what he desires in general motivates him, particularly thanks to the fae upbringing that says if you want it you will Get It, but what he wants is... It’s not quite a spoiler but it’s also an integral part of his character that I know but he doesn’t quite realize, so nevermind that. 

BUT more often than not, it’s just the deepseated fae in him to have that motivation and passion, though it does burn out from time to time as he struggles w/himself, worse still when it’s Winter or so on.

🔅: What’s a place that holds special meaning to them? Why? 

There’s a place within the Rosewood Thickets, a circular field called the Grand Mother’s Clearing, where his mother’s mother’s tree used to be, long before he was born. While she no longer lives, there is a viable hum of magic there, where the old fae (basically archfae tbh) was. 

Merit’s mother Stellaria, and her sisters, had quite a few tales of the Grand Mother, and all the power she held. The magic she held. Magic the Rosewood Sisters hold, and that spark that Merit wanted, sometimes feels, in his blood. Sometimes. Being in that clearing brings back the feeling of that, the gravitas of his ancestor and ancestry and it clings to him. 

💋: Where did they have their first kiss? Do they remember who it was with? 

Oooooh. Hm... Merit’s first kiss, just in general that wasn’t from the familiar forehead kisses he’d get, was when he was 5-7 or so, he got a kiss on his cheek as a thank you from another kid who was very lost in the forest and Merit like played w/them all day and then led them back home. Merit remembers who it was, though I’m not sure if I want to make it someone who played a later role in his life or not to where I know who it is, exactly.