#and so animated its always so entertaining to watch him do anything

[gremlingottoosilly]

That Unwanted Animal [COD Fantasy AU] CursedKnight!Ghost x fem!Reader

Ghost was cursed ever since his king helped him get back to life from his grave. A stench of death, strong and inescapable, renders him unable to find a woman who will be willing to bed him. What will happen when he finally finds a perfect mate? CW and Tags: Dub-con, power imbalance, Medieval Fantasy AU, knight!Ghost, servant!Reader, sex work, brothels, dub-con kissing and touching, obsessive Ghost, dark Ghost, basically Ghost finds a girl and forces her to be his, Ghost is a half-dead resurrected knight, soft reader, submissive Reader.

AO3 Word Count: 2209

“I won’t go to him, he smells!”

“Drop the act, princess, not even half of our guests reek of anything more than their drinks and foul meat.” 

“You know how he smells, Katherine. You know what he is.” “What he is, is a client. Rich one. Do you wish to moan under the belly of another failing merchant? Or a peasant’s dick is more to your liking?” “I bring this place more than half of its earnings! I won’t bed a man who has barely got out of his grave and should be put back!” Ghost sighs, his head pressed against the wooden wall. For a brothel, this place has remarkably thin walls. For a brothel, girls out here have remarkably potent noses – and acquired tastes for anything that doesn’t taste like a man who was brought back to life with dead souls still clinging onto every inch of his very being. 

For a man of his regals – the blessed knight, the cursed knight, the kiss-your-enemies-goodnight, the spill-your-blood-he might, he has a particular choice in the brothel he tried to entertain himself with. Not like any willing woman would bed him without a sum of gold enough to feed a family for months – and not like he stood low enough to force himself on poor servants of his castle, bringing his dignity and family name down with each handmaiden he tried to grope while on meeting with the king. 

“Do you think he is really dead?” “Dead man wouldn’t need a cunt to drown himself in. He had to have something working.” “Maybe he likes to watch? Or to hurt.” “Maybe, we can’t afford to turn him down, princess. Drop your act before he is willing to burn us down for refusing him.” “Well, I heard he went through every brothel in town. Not a single soul bedded him!” “I heard he doesn’t even like girls. Has his royal knight by his side all day.” “He came alone.” “He will be coming alone for the rest of his life with a smell like this!” “Dark magic. King should have known to not trust the Empire and their lurkings.” “Having a blessed knight is good, no? We’re not at war.” “Cursed knight is good in your army, not your bed. But if you are so willing…”

He hears women – from the madam of this fine place, a woman of fine manners, exquisite figure, and the way of looking at him that almost convinces that she doesn’t want to press her fingers against her nose, blocking the smell of death that follows him ever since he became…that. He hears girls of not-so-fine manners, with fine bodies and perfect pretty faces, gentle hands that don’t know about the trials of war. He remembers the way they looked at him – the way they always looked at him. 

Scary, horrendous, dangerous. A skull mask and dark tendrils of smoke follow his body, the Grim Reaper himself embedded in his dark armor. No matter how many perfumes he uses, no matter how many washes per day he forces himself onto, nothing can hide the stench of death. He thought he’d be fine with it as long as his battle brothers were with him – as long as he was with them. 

Then he got lonely. 

Finding a lay in the brothel would be a scandal for a man of his status – but Simon Riley is no man. Not anymore, at least. 

“I bet he wears a mask because he is hideous.” “Maybe he is just wounded?” “What kind of wound would make him hide his face while not being hideous?” “Maybe, he just doesn’t want to show his face here.” “No use. By the dawn, all women in the capital will know about great lord Riley, refuced at every brothel.” “What if he kills us?” “What if he burns us?” “What if he…” “Let the servant bring him tea. Make her useful.” Before he could react – as if eavesdropping on a bunch of whores was something of a pleasant chore he was dealing with – a door to his room had opened. Girl, in much simpler clothes than the ones that courtesans were wearing. With a tea tray in her shaky hands, grabbing the poor thing like there was no tomorrow. Huh. Perhaps, with a mug like his as her client, there is no tomorrow for a poor girl. 

Ghost sits on the bed, large, muscular legs spread, his dick swaying with attention the longer he is looking at your face. He can’t be picky, not in his state as a not-dead not-man, but he has to admit that you’re pretty. Without all the mannerisms of a prostitute, you look like a poor deer stuck in the predator’s den. Your hands are shaking – but he looks at your face, having no shame in drinking up your expression like a vampire – and he didn’t once saw you wince at the smell. Hm. Must be potent tea you’re serving. 

— I didn’t ask for the tea. 

Rude, as always – he didn’t come here to be ridiculed by poor attempts at pleasing him without a girl under him, getting her pretty legs open for his cock. He didn’t intend to come here and listen to all of the workers laughing at him like he was a monster – yet, he can’t leave now, his wounded ego grows into something ugly. 

— Most of our clients prefer to drink this before the…act. It makes them more potent, as they say. 

His cock didn’t have any warm body to dump his semen in years. He doesn’t need tea to make him hard – he sees the glimpse of your skin under those simple robes of yours, and he can already feel it stir, standing up for attention. 

— You don’t sound too certain. Your client must not drink it then. 

— I…I am not a prostitute, sir. Merely a servant. 

He knows already – your makeup is too plain, your manners are off, your clothes are simple grey wool with not a dash of color. If you were his – as a prostitute, a wife, a lover – he would bring you something much brighter and skimpier. You’d look good in silks, he thinks. 

Not like you’d allow him to bring you home – not willingly, at least. 

— So I figured, love. You’re pretty enough to be one, that’s clear. 

“You’re pretty enough to be a prostitute” is a compliment that only sounds good in the head of a man who hasn’t talked sweetly to a woman in ages. His whole life, perhaps, exchanging the embrace of a lady with tight hugs of the war. 

— You’re flattering me, sir. 

— Bloody hell, woman. Not a flattery if that’s the truth. 

— If you say so. 

You shift under his gaze like a rabbit in front of an apex predator. Ghost doesn’t want to force any woman to sleep with him – but he looks at the sway of your chest, at the softness of your hips, at the way you tug and scratch on the rough fabric of your skirt as you’re too nervous to look at him…

He must contain himself. 

— Why you work as a servant? 

— I…tried to be a prostitute, sir. Most clients here don’t like it when you’re not…

He slowly rocks his body closer to you, his head almost laying on your shoulder. He saw the way you looked at him as he leaned to you – you’re surprised, scared, but not disgusted. your nose didn’t twitch a single time, and he is sure that no tea would ever make you this blind to the stench of death lingering on your shoulder now. 

There must be something wrong with you – and he wants to save you like a rare treasure because of it. 

— Most clients here don’t like what, luv? 

— I…have damage, sir. 

So he figured. Just didn’t exactly know what you have. 

— What is it? 

— A…after a bad cold, my sense of smell…never returned. Not for the last three years. 

— You don’t smell anythin’? Must be bloody hard. 

— It is. But…I manage. As much as I can. 

He slowly drapes his hand over your shoulder – you wince at the touch. He thinks of the madam of your fine establishment. The woman didn’t seem the type to beat her girls, but you had such a shy, scared expression as he started to touch you, he can’t wait to burn this fucking place to the ground. Maybe spare a few of your friends if you’d ask him nicely. You won’t be working here again, ever – that much he can be sure of. 

— Doin’ a good job, love. 

— I hope so, sir. 

He drags his hand on your face, squeezing the soft skin of your cheek. You’re adorable – servants shouldn’t be so pretty, it makes him feel bad, it makes him sinful. He should try to hit on the girls who actually work here – not the poor soul that as sent here to bring him here, as a little lam sacrificed to a vicious god. 

— You don’t smell me, then? 

— I don’t smell anything, my lord. 

He chuckles, but your pained expression only makes him chuckle more. Poor thing, living in a place like this without a sense of smell – he can’t believe how you could survive without the smell of heavy incense and creams that all of the whores were using. He loves it when a pretty girl is making herself even prettier – makeup, all of those little elixirs they are putting on their faces, the flowery smells that make his rotting existence a bit easier. It never worked on him, on his disintegrating skin and stench that followed him everywhere – but then it dawned on him. 

You have such an adorable, shy smile and a small posture, playing with the edges of your clothes like a girl who is extremely embarrassed to be in a room with a man of his position. But women aren’t shy in his presence, not anymore – they are disgusted, horrified, they want to put their noses into little candy boxes and smell roses just to get rid of the smell. 

But you, adorable creature, aren’t disgusted. Hell, how he missed a pretty girl being so shy around him. 

Ghost kisses you before he can think of anything else. Before he could give you space to escape, to come to your senses and understand what kind of man he is. Broken, wounded, pushed to the cage, and locked with a key dangling from the side – god knows, Simon Riley isn’t a good man, never tried to be. Devil knows, he will drag you to the grave with him. 

Your lips are soft, untouched, you smell of cleaning supplies and sweet tea. Your hair smells like roses and dust, your hands are covered in little scabs – probably from the days spent cleaning and doing the hard work. He will make sure you will never have to work again, not with your hands, at least – he will kiss your callouses and nourish the skin into something delicate, fragile, to the smell of home he lost long ago. 

Your mouth tastes like heaven, and Ghost isn’t a man who deserves to push this angel further, isn’t a man who deserves to have a pretty girl moaning under him. He makes you cry, he terrifies you, he kisses you relentlessly and can feel the way your skin burns, tears streaming down your face. If he was a better man, he would oblige to your hands, pushing him away, your mouth is trying to cry for help. 

Simon Riley isn’t a good man, and he pushes you on your back, firms hands on your back, on your hips, touching, groping, feeling the skin of a somewhat willing woman. You’re scared, but you should know the kind of job girls here are doing – he didn’t pay all of this money for charity projects, after all. As much as he would pay even more gold just to take you away, to push your legs apart in a scenery much nicer than a room in a brothel. You deserve a real bed, a nice dress that he can rip away from you, 

All you get is his hands on your body, ripping your simple skirt apart because he can’t wait to get to the soft skin underneath. He looks at you, precious girl, as adorable as you are, and can’t resist kissing you, stealing breath from your skin. When he finally hears you moan, when his hand goes to grab the softness between your legs – moist, prepared, smelling of roses and arousal, of all things sweet and sinful – all of his sense of self-control shatters. 

He will take you on the floor of this room – over and over, claim you as his little maiden, his favorite girl, until he is sure his cursed, rotten seed has filled you to the brim. He will take you away, bringing as much money to your madam as he can manage, buying you all for himself – taking you as his prized possession for the new castle he was ordered to as a lord knight. 

Ghost will make you his, hells and heaven be damned. 

You cry, but he knows you’ll come around. And he can be very, very patient. 

[cokou]

𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊 𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚘 + 𝙰𝚌𝚎 × 𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

sum. Forcing your boyfriend to adopt a new fuzzy friend into the household, maybe you've spent too much time with the fuzzy. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tw. Fluff. Jealousy. Law's and Ace's a bit longer cause, favoritism. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ a/n. New writing style! We could never go wrong with loving fuzzy and cute animals!! Dont transfer or translate in any platforms,this is my only account, will not be cross posted anywhere! masterlist♡

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷𝙻𝚊𝚠

After joining the Heart Pirates and dating their captain, your number one entertainment is to soend time with Bepo and Law. While Bepo does feel embarrassed for your acts to him, you absolutely felt like he's a huge cuddly bear more than a scary one.

He even complained to Law himself that he should get you your very own fuzzy friend since you've bothered Bepo so much he couldn't face you anymore without getting embarrassed! Law, the asshole he is, refused to get you one.

You very much enjoyed the idea and pestered Law into getting you one yourself and have some dignity for Bepo, then, he finally agreed. You both visited a pet shop, and just with it's entrance you couldn't leave anymore. Inside were full of cute animals waiting to be adopted, you just wanted to take them all.

"(Name)-Ya, what about this guy?" He pointed and peeked into the small cage, and there, was a white fluffy kitty who has just woken up from its slumber. Yes, perfect! It looked so cute and cuddly! You already fell inlove with it just by looking! "Awh, look at how much she resembles Bepo!"

You both took her back, and upon your arrival you set her free in her new home, the sub.

For the past few weeks, your attention had been glued to your new friend, not wanting anything on your path. It was so bad you had more pictures of her than you and Law combined! And the way you trip because you watch her instead of where you were going.

Law on the other hand, was definitely not feeling it, he felt like the white furball just replaced him with everything! You shared a bed with her, she gets your attention, she gets to be with you all day! If he were honest, he would blurt out how jealous he was for the furball.

In which, you suspected him for. "Law, are you really okay? You've been quiet and only staring since you sat down."

"I told you I am okay, don't worry." He finally let out a sigh after realizing you weren't with the kitten anymore, that was until he heard meow, and behind you was the kitten. You picked her up and setted her into your lap, receiving a piercing glance from Law.

"Are you okay? You're doing the stare aga— ohhhh..." You had finally realized that he was jealous, not by anyone, but the kitty that you've been giving attention to.

"What?" "Don't tell me you're jealous of our little furball!" You laugh at him. "What?! W-why the hell would you think that?"

"Law, it's quite obvious...come here, lay with us." You invited him with open arms and he jumped right into you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷𝙻𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢

Ever since Chopper had joined the Straw Hats, you couldn't take your hands off his cheeks and head, continuesly patting and hugging him from his cuteness. Even your boyfriend, Luffy had agreed!

Chopper was definitely nice to have around, when you're stressed? You pat him. When you need to let it out? Hug him. He's just so cute and fuzzy! The way you'd kill people when you hear them talk bad about Chopper, because you refuse to let people think that he was a monster.

Eventually Luffy thought that you and Chopper became best friends of how you two always chatter about everything, at first he taught it's what makes the crew more unique.

But eventually, after a month, he noticed how you'd been glued with the reindeer all the time. He taught it was normal since you two were best friends but, this time you might have crossed the line.

"(Name)!! I'm hungry, can you cook meat?" He asked you with the usual big smile on his face. "Oh no Luffy, could you ask Sanji? I'm hanging out with Chopper today.." Bad Idea, you never refused to cook him meat even if you were busy. He knew you enough to just refuse to cook meat for him. The way he frowned as you waved him and went into the dock with Chopper.

Later that night, when everyone was asleep, you felt someone tugging your clothes. "Pst, (Name)." It was Luffy.

"Eh? Luffy? Why are you awake at a time like this.." you groggily whispered. "Just come here" You spproach his area and he pulled you with him.

"Finally some peace between us" He gave you a big grin and placed his hand on your back. "It's been a while you know— you've always been with Chopper."

"Luffy, wh— are you jealous of Chopper?" You came with a conclusion that maybe, just maybe he got jealous of your constant hanging out eith Chopper.

"Hmm...is that how you name it, (Name)? If so then yes!" You plopped your hands on his chest and gave him a giggle. "You could've said so earlier, i would've spent more time with you, Lu"

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷𝙺𝚒𝚍𝚍

It was 100% your idea, you had convinced Eustass to bring company of an animal into the Victoria Punk. Not only because you had no one to talk to other than Killer or Kidd himself, but simply because it was boring out in the ship.

Lucky for you, Kidd agreed to get you one of your choice, in exchange of...things. So you decided to get a Cat of your choice, simply after declaring it's recruitment into the Kidd Pirates. You gave every ounce of your attention to it, even if it means opening the door of the bathroom when you take a shower just incase the furball could come inside and pet itself across your legs.

Well that only happened twice, what DID happen was Eustass peeking at you while taking a shower, which happened about 90% of the time. You didn't mind though.

Back to our fur friend, it bothered the cleaners of the ship on how they'd find furry hair on every furniture they clean. Kidd even complained that your shared bed was full of cat fur and that it was sticking onto his skin! But you couldn't careless.

Everytime you had a chance to sit, the cat eould latch itself into your lap, preventing you from standing up and doing business. Because standing would mean disrespectful!

Now we have an angry Eustass, whenever he wants you to be around him your excuse would always be 'But theyre on my lap' and 'im playing with them give me a while' He was getting fed up with both you and the cat itself.

So you're at the comfort place in the ship, with Kidd having a staring contest with the animal on your lap, whilst you read a book a chill. Then suddenly he spoke up, "Okay that's enough." He stood up, took the cat and placed it outside the room.

"Why'd you do that for?!"

"Oh please, you have all your attention on that animal since it stepped foot into the ship, give it a break." He scoffed.

"Or you're just jealous because i give it more attention than you?" Oh, NOW you're dead. "JEALOUS?? Why would i be jealous over a stupid furry?!" He was. He was 100% jealous.

"Okay first of all, it's not a stupid furry! And second of all, you seem pretty defensive, if you're jealous just say it."

"WHAT?! No im n—"

"—Which, you definitely are, come here you big baby. I'll give you the attention you deserve." You cutted him off, now you're gonna be in big trouble.

"And i expect the attention to be filled, get on the bed fucker." It would definitely be a longggg night.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷𝙰𝚌𝚎

He IS the one who suggested to get a furry friend. He'd definitely be the type to adopt a puppy, and then proceed to name it one of the most basic names ever. You could see the disappointment in Marco's face when he found out he named the precious puppy 'Oreo' because it's fur was Black AND White.

He had gotten you the precious puppy as a gift for your birthday as he found out you're into having pets, and your reason? They were CUTE as hell. He had gotten you a puppy who's fur is at the brownish side.

"Hmm, what should we name him?!" "OH! OH! I know! Brownie!"..."Are you being serious, Ace?" You looked at him, praying that the name he suggested was only for sarcasm, but you were taken aback from his response. "What do you mean babe? Of course i am! It's such a perfect name for him!"

"It's... one of the most basic names I've ever heard. " You spared him a straight face, sending shivers down his spine. "Okay, okay I'll think of another name! Hm..how about Cookie?" Yeah he doesn't have naming privileges anymore.

In the end you both sticked into the name you had chosen for the puppy. Everything was going great for the first week, you buying him all the stuff he needed, the most high qualited dog food, and even his own supplies had beaten yours! With an average of spending atleast thoudands of Berries a week.

The second week hadn't been different at all, except for the fact that now that the puppy was growing, it became even more plsyful towards you. Meaning you, had soent almost all your time with it. On the other hand, your boyfriend Ace, ended up getting bitten at the hand for trying to take away it's toy that you gave.

"Babe! Do you see those eyes that's looking at me right now?! It looks like it's gonna KILL me!" Ace climbed up on a chair when he entered the house unannounced and the dog had decided to chase him for dear life.

"Come one Bae, he won't hurt you like at all! He's an angel!" You petted the dog, causing him to sit. "Yeah if it was opposite day I would've believed you! look at him, it looks like it's gonna bite my limbs of one by one!"

"Come on Ace! He won't bite you!" As soon as you reassured Ace thst nothing eould happen if he stepped down, he tried lowering his left foot down, causing the dog the fully bark at him. "SEE?!" Ace's voice was almost crying.

"Bad dog! You know he's the one who brought you to me right?! He's basically your dad! Go to your bed!" The dog whimpers then climbs it's bed.

"You know, after this i expect a full week of attention all mine! Okay?!" Ace pouts and settles himself down from the chair. You gave him a reassuring kiss, "I promise,"

©Cokou 2024, all works made by me.

[helisesposts]

girl dad quinn hughes is my weakness… would you mind writing something for him 🥺🥺

thank you 🫶🫶🫶

thank you anon for for the request! you ask and you shall receive. i appreciate your patience with me. school is crazy rn and i got sick. so with out further ado… i present girl dad! quinn hughes!

the birthday party

description: Quinn and y/n throw little Maya a pool party for her 7th birthday.

extra notes: girl dad! Quinn and sweetness after the cut. sorry in advance for typos and errors! lmk if there’s anything i should add! you have my sincerest apologies if this is utterly awful.

Today was a special day for the Hughes family. Namely, a special day for you and quinn. Seven years ago, today, you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Maya had changed both you and Quinns lives for the better. You remember the day like it was yesterday. It’s seems like just a few days ago you and quinn were learning how to change diapers and balance him being gone so often due to his job. In the beginning, Quinn felt so guilty for being gone and not being able to see Maya everyday. It was hard for him.

He always found a way to make the most out of his time when he was home. Quinn’s favorite thing to do when he is home was take Maya to the zoo. There, he taught her all the different animals and what sounds they make. You’ve always admired his love and patience for your daughter. Quinn was a natural at fatherhood and it suited him.

Which brings you to today, Quinn took the innovative to plan Maya’s entire party out. Well, being born in the summer time has its perks. Maya had begged Quinn for days about having a mermaid pool party. You remember the day she decided, you were picking her up from school when she burst out yelling, “ I WANT A MERMAID PARTY!!”. You laughed and told her to ask dad to see if it was okay. Quinn didn’t say no, he can never so no to her. That night she asked him, he started planning it, showing you different mermaid tails he found online. He told you, “You can’t have a mermaid party and not have tails”.

After picking out tails for Maya and her friends, Quinn moved onto entertainment. To which he told you that he hired an actor to play a mermaid. If you weren’t already in love with this man now, you just fell in love. Quinn does anything and everything for his girls, even renting a mermaid for his daughter’s birthday. You were in charge of snacks. This was the only thing Quinn let you do. He did everything else and planned it perfectly.

You and Quinn started setting all the decorations up at 9:45 because the party started at 11. You had to admit Quinn did a beautiful job picking everything out. He picked out sea shells and streamers in different shades of blue. He even had a custom banner made that said “Happy 7th Birthday Maya!”. You set up the tables with the snacks and juices. You left just enough room for the cake to go in the middle. Quinn also had this specially made, it had two mermaids on either side with a birthday message.

Finally, you guys had finished setting up. Maya was inside the house watching cartoons when you and Quinn came inside. He ran up to the couch and picked her up. “Happy birthday Bug! I can’t believe you’re turning 6,” He said. Maya laughed and said “You’re silly dad! I’m turning seven”. To which quinn replied, “Oh that’s right you are!”. You chuckled at the interaction. He’s always so gentle with her. It makes your heart melt every time.

“Alright, you two let’s get our swimsuits on the party is going to start soon,” you said. Maya quickly jumped out of Quinns arms after that. Shortly, after that people started arriving. Luke and Jack were first to show up, Maya was so excited to see her favorite uncles! She ran up out of the pool and yelled to them,” LUKEY. JACK. HIII”. She proceeded to get them both a big wet hug. It’s a good thing they were wearing their swimsuits. Next to arrive was your parents and following them were her other grandparents.

Then all of Maya’s friends she invited started to show up and it was getting busy. You were busy talking to all the parent when you heard a bunch of squeals coming from the pool. When you turned around you saw the mermaid in the pool. You looked over at Quinn who had a smile plastered on his face and taking pictures. He had done it. This was definitely going to be the birthday party of the year, you thought. That’s when you heard Maya yell, “MOM AND DAD LOOK A REAL MERMAID!” Jack and Luke laughed at her excitement.

The girls talked and played with the actor mermaid for some time. Then it was time for her to leave to the girls disappointed. That’s when you told them it was time for cake, it cheered them up quickly. You guys Sang Happy Birthday to her and opened presents.

The day had gone by in a blink of an eye. Maya had been bathed and you and Quinn were putting her to bed. You guys read her a bedtime story about mermaids for the occasion. After the story was finished Maya yawned and sleepily told you guys thank you for the best party ever. You got up to leave and get ready for bed, but when you got to the door. You heard Quinn tell Maya he was so grateful for her and mom and dad would love her forever. He tucked her into bed and snuck out into the hall where you were. He hugged you so tight, kissed you on the head, and said “Thank you for giving me my greatest gift in life”.

[simplyreveries]

uhmm hii so i’ve mever requested something before so just ignore this if you like! uhm i’ve been watching violet evergarden recently and had this thought for a while maybe Jade and Rook (separately) as a servant for a Princess reader?? like the reader is a bit bratty and gets irritated easily and stuff? but she’s actually very nice?? soo she’s in a arranged marriage with some dude?? (you can pick a character for that or it can remain anonymous if you want) and the reader is sad because it means she’ll have to get separated from Rook/Jade since technically they don’t belong to her and belong to the the royal palace instead so uhm rook and jade comforting reader and stuff because the reader actually likes them and doesn’t want to be separated from them? kinda like in that one episode. if you dont want to do this it’s fine! you can just ignore it.

oml ive heard of that anime, but the only one with royalty themes ive watched was "snow white with red hair".. zen stole my heart when i was 11 hehehe

jade leech

jade is someone that loves snark honestly, he finds your attitude so entertaining and amusing to him. he only believed that you were just all bark and no bite, anyways. he always had a feeling that you were hopelessly into him as he is to you (even if jades loves more.. intensely than others..!) jade never seemed discouraged and upset when you would act all irritable and annoyed with him, jade would only give you a pleasant smile and ask you what else you needed.

an arrangement for your marriage was something that he was prepared to have come at some point, it's sort of the inevitable- also considering that you never once had given any kind of suitors presented to you the time of day. he would chuckle at that behavior and only warn you that this would make matters harder for you.

your tears were definitely a sight to see as you don't share this part of you often, nevertheless he'll be ever so calm and collected when by your side, placing one of his gloved hand on the small of your back in a comforting manner.

rest assured about the situation; I feel like jade wouldn't feel worried about it and tell you that you really shouldn't either. not to worry a single bit. I mean, who's to say something couldn't happen to this prince you're betrothed to?

rook hunt

he... is devoted to you so much that any comment or mean remark towards him does not bother him one bit, you could say it goes in one ear and out the other. rook feels as if it's the greatest privilege to serve someone such as you, he lives to serve beauty after all. assisting and being with you throughout your day is simply a dream come true for rook. you can't blame him for falling hard, can you??

when he sees you crying it breaks his heart--! at first, he was a bit surprised with wide eyes since you're rarely ever so vulnerable around him like this, he quickly was kneeling at your side pleading to know what the matter was with you.

rook feels lie it's a story, the bittersweet ones he reads about; forbidden love, oh his heart hurts! he'll take your hands into his and try his best to give you the most comforting words. though inside he does feel a sense of strange joy-- only to hear from your mouth that you do reciprocate his feelings. like jade, rook is intense and he always claims he's completely and utterly loyal to you as your servant. he'll practically do anything to ensure you priority is first. it's just so perfect that its him.

[infriga]

I convinced my mom to try the live action One Piece, because she's the type to like this style of show even though she isn't into animation and would never read manga, but I didn't think I'd be able to convince my dad because he's usually a stickler for more grounded and realistic stories (his favourite genre is war movies, his favourite movie is Saving Private Ryan, for reference). But, when I brought up with him how I figured it probably wouldn't be his thing because it was fantasy, he mentioned to me that he does enjoy some fantastical stuff if it has like an internal universe logic, like Star Wars, and the more I thought about it, the more I remembered that he also enjoys campy fun action adventure stuff that doesn't take itself too seriously like Indiana Jones or Pirates of the Carribean.

And One Piece has both that internal logic for why people can perform crazy feats (even if it isn't explained right away) which I mentioned to him (just that there is a reason why people can do crazy things in this world), as well as the campy fun action adventure thing going for it, especially in the Live Action (the fight against Morgan's base even has a major Indiana Jones vibes ngl). So I explained that to him and asked if he wanted to try it, and he agreed to watching the first episode with me to decide if he'd watch it with my mom and me.

AND HE ACTUALLY SAID IT WAS INTERESTING SO FAR!! Like, he is NOT the kinda guy to enjoy anime or manga or even western cartoons, always refuses to watch anything anime and doesn't show any interest when I talk about it (I've managed to convince him to watch a few movies like Sword of the Stranger but it's obvious that even when he's not bored or doesn't hate it, it still doesn't catch or keep his interest), and he's really picky about anything fantasy or SciFi, if it like sets off his bullshit meter too much he starts nitpicking the logic behind certain abilities, or decisions, or explanations, etc. I once tried to get him to try Gravity Falls and he wanted to stop after the first episode. He's THAT picky.

So the fact that he actually laughed several times while watching the first episode of OPLA with me, commented about Luffy's character positively several times (he seems to think Luffy is really funny which surprised me cause I thought he'd be the most entertained by Zoro but I mean I can't blame him it is Luffy after all), never cringed or criticised or said anything about how ridiculous it was, means a lot coming from him cause he's always really blunt and honest about his opinion on this sort of stuff (which is fine I don't want him to pretend to enjoy stuff when he doesn't). He actually watched the whole first episode without it losing his attention, and seemed to have fun! And he agreed to watch the rest with my mom and me!

This sort of thing is one of the reasons why I dislike when people just dismiss the idea of live action adaptations entirely. I get that people are jaded with past failures, and don't like when live action is treated like a replacement for or improvement from animation when it isn't. But it is a valid medium just as much as animation or comics or writing are, and can be used to produce some amazing things. And the fact is, there are people who have a hard time connecting with other mediums who will otherwise never engage with this media in its original forms. Live Action, when done well and done right, can reach new audiences and welcome them into the fold in ways the original formats never can.

One Piece didn't need the live action to be popular, obviously, and the live action cannot and will not replace the original, nor should it. But I love that we get to have it alongside the manga and anime. It's just more of what we love, it's the cherry on top of an already stellar multi-layered cake. It complements the original rather than taking anything away from it. And for the first time in over a decade I might be able to share One Piece with my parents, who would only ever have a chance of experiencing it and enjoying it in live action. There's just something so awesome about that for me personally. I just wish more live action adaptations would understand what the One Piece live action understood about the adaptation process, and that's how to keep the heart of the story in-tact, so more people from more fandoms could have a chance to share something they love with more people who it would otherwise not reach.

Anyway, thank you Oda and the OPLA cast and crew for doing live action right for once!

[jadeyarts]

two years ago i drew art to ... "celebrate" (if you can call it that) the release of fairly odder, and i was asked this question:

truth was i hadn't actually watched it so i couldn't actually answer the question fairly. but now that i've actually watched it: apparently, yeah.

i wouldn't call it a masterpiece by any stretch of the imagination - it's a relatively mundane nickcom that just happens to feature cosmo and wanda. its not as funny as drake and josh or icarly, but not as terrible as sam and kat or... the... superhero nickcom? i definitely like it much better than i liked victorious. and i do think it's a lot more creative than it was initially given credit for when it first released. it doesn't come across as trying to devalue animation as a medium but rather an experiment in blending the two mediums. though the 2d animation in the series is a little wonk when it's more than just cosmo and wanda.

some jokes are really, really miss for me - but a lot do make me laugh. the acting is decent - they're certainly no emmy or oscar winners with these performances. but i really do think they're fine. campy and hammy and perfect for a nickcom. if this had come out around in the early 2000s, 2010s maybe, i could see it doing well - doing better than it did in 2022, at least. it's absurd in all the ways i personally find entertaining in a series. despite everything i see wrong with it and the ways i think it's not good, i'm liking it.

i love the way the plot is introduced adds to timmy's character - emphasizing that empathy and kindness he's always shown in the original series that i loved so much. that he wanted cosmo and wanda to look after his younger cousin he knew would struggle to adjust to a new environment, with her entire life being flipped upside down - wanting them to comfort her and be there for her during this period of her life... it reminds me why i've always loved timmy so much as a character. i love that they establish he's still a good-hearted person.

yes, timmy suddenly having a cousin is a little jarring but i always found it unrealistic that he didn't have any in the original series when he's meant to be an average kid - the average kid has a ton of cousins! - so i think her existence is a good call! sure, i wouldnt call viv or roy (viv maybe, roy definitely not) miserable enough to really need fairies the way timmy ever did, or the way chloe did, but honestly at that point i genuinely believe jorgen would be willing to let the family do what they want as long as they otherwise followed da rules and stayed out of his way. and i like the idea that cosmo and wanda can be godparents in ways that aren't the norm for other godparents anyway.

i'm also liking most of the new characters introduced in fairly odder and i could easily see them fitting into the original series! rachel and zina in particular make me laugh out loud. when they're not making weird jokes about zina's obsession with roy's scent, she cracks me up. i like the way she is confident and charismatic but also a huge obsessive weirdo, but mostly not in a way that made me uncomfortable like tootie. her back and forth with roy is actually entertaining and if she ever actually got together with him i don't think i'd mind at all. in fact maybe i'd even be a fan?

and i like how absolutely inconsiderate and uncaring and truly sick in the head rachel is - she is a bitch in the most literal sense. she barks at people. ty seems a little more considerate considering he realizes he was impulsive and should have told viv about what was going on then apologizes. but rachel is dramatic, describes herself as nuts, and selfish. she's mostly not making much of an effort to bond with viv - it's not like shes a horrible stepmother or anything, she clearly doesn't dislike viv and treats her decently. she's not antagonizing her or going out of her way to be horrible to her - but she is also nuts and rude. and she barks at people constantly. she's fucking weird and self-absorbed and i love her so much.

and roy - i love the way he mirrors timmy's character as someone who is self absorbed and tactless, irresponsible and impulsive... but ultimately extremely caring and loving. he's easy going, and easily accepts the unexpected and strange. the difference is he's exactly as popular as i think timmy realistically would have been, being a charismatic and natural leader. he's not as quick thinking and cunning as i think timmy is, but viv kind of makes up for it, i think.

viv is... a little more... normal than i was hoping for. she's fine, and i think she makes a decent foil for roy in that respect. much like i think chloe made the perfect foil for timmy. but i kind of hoped that viv's neurotic social-awkwardness and people-pleasing would be more exaggerated like chloe's was. not in the same ways, of course, it'd be boring to have an exact duplicate of chloe when roy isn't even an exact duplicate of timmy per say. but i just feel like viv was far more normal than timmy and wanda's conversation about viv being a mess lead me to believe she would be. and while i like the idea that it's cosmo and wanda's influence that helped bring her out of her shell and helped her adjust to dimmsdale, i do wish it could have been shown more.

with their parents' love of dancing and highly dramatic demeanors, combined with the characterization for their children, the whole family kind of has the vibes of a remix of early series timmy's parents, chloe, and timmy - even being in a family set-up similar to what i personally wanted to happen with timmy and chloe - but despite their similarities theyre also different enough to stand apart! i can see them being family because they're similar without being carbon copies. it's fun for me, personally, because exploring extended and blended families and the ways they can be similar and different is something that i like.

i also liked nate buxaplenty! i never liked remy, but nate was funny.

the only real objection i have is the subplot where vicky has a thing for crocker. though i guess honestly thats just because i personally always headcanoned crocker as her uncle but that's not canon so thats not really substantial grounds. the fact theres an age gap would really only be terrible if crocker actually reciprocated but he doesn't so it's weird, but honestly fine. my second instinct is to say it devalues her as a character but she had weird taste in men in the original series and she was repeatedly shown to be exactly like that when infatuated so it fits her character. i still don't like it... but its fine. could do without, though.

[lostelfwriting]

Dreamling Circus AU

[CW animal death (rabbit), violence (humans)]

So, Hob is broke, homeless, and will do anything for some food and shelter. He takes a job at the Burgess Circus that no-one else will work at because Burgess is an asshole and old fool and perv and everything bad that people can come up with. Hob doesn't like the man but he's desperate for a job so he sucks it up and applies.

Hob can throw knives. Quite well, but not good enough to make it to the show. He can throw knives outside and entertain people before it is showtime. But his main job is to care for the animals and... beasts.

So, logically, there aren't any real beasts, right? Right...? They are all just exotic animals, animals that were born with some mutations, or even mutilated animals that he can only feel sorry for. Same goes for most of the strange people that are a part of the circus. A woman with an unusual amount of body hair, who is NOT a werewolf. A muscular man, who is NOT a demigod, just really strong. So, logically, the vampire also has to be fake, right?

Except at the end of the day, while everyone sleeps in their huts, the "vampire" remains in a cage. Nobody dares to even come close unless they absolutely have to, but Hob is told to toss a small animal in the cage. He is not sure how he feels about it. He leaves that cage for the last, preferring to feed the tigers before approaching the strange, naked man in a cage. And when the night is dark and everyone is asleep and Hob is sore and tired from all the work, he carefully brings a bowl of soup to the cage.

The black-haired man merely looks at it with disgust and then continues to stare into emptiness. There is an air of pride around him, even though he is naked, humiliated at daily basis, locked up in a cage. “Would you really prefer to eat a live rabbit over soup?” Hob asks incredulously. He gets no reply, but the "vampire" looks at him again. His eyes are black, but it must be from the dim light around them.

“Serve yourself, then,” Hob shrugs and opens a small cage full of rabbits, taking an unlucky or lucky one out and tossing it in the cage with the man. He expects the rabbit to land on its feet and run. They are fast motherfuckers and Hob will surely never see it again. Well, half of that is true.

The rabbit never lands, as the "vampire" (he can't be a real vampire, right?) lunges, almost faster than light, and catches it, burying his fangs in the squealing animal and silencing it forever. Hob takes several steps back but doesn't run. He watches on in fascination.

The black-haired man licks his hands clean when he is done with the animal. He ignores the filth - loose fur and some straws - on his hands, just licks and sucks his skin until he's consumed every single drop of blood. When he is done, he looks at Hob, but he still doesn't look like a wild beast. He looks pleading, hungry, helpless. If he were a vampire, theoretically speaking, one rabbit probably wouldn't be enough, Hob reasons as he tosses another one into the cage before turning his back to leave before he could do anything more stupid.

The next day, Hob confronts Burgess. The Magus keeps insisting that everything in his Circus is real, even the werewolf and demigod and dragon and all that bullshit. Hob can't get him to admit to anything, but he notices that Burgess calls the vampire "it" while everyone else gets to be treated like human. “Don't worry, it's not human,” Burgess assures Hob. “Just do your job or leave.”

Hob has a minor moral crisis. If he leaves, he will be hungry, homeless, and the winter is coming and he won't find another job at this time of the year. But if he stays, he will have to be witness to the inhuman treatment the "vampire" is getting. It's certain death or basically allowing slavery.

He allows himself to contemplate for another few days, often stopping by the vampire's cage. He never speaks, but he always looks up at Hob with hope. There is not always enough extra "food" that Hob can give the man, but he tries to make it up to him in other ways. By seeing him, by acknowledging him.

Finally, Hob snaps (there was no other way it could go, was it?) and opens the cage. He has to steal the key from Burgess’ neck chain, but fortunately, he is a bit of a thief. He naively expects gratitude when he opens the door, but instead, he gets tackled to the ground, head yanked to the side and fangs in his neck. He makes no sound and tries to make peace with his deities, thinking that at least one of them will get to roam free and hungerless.

But the vampire doesn't kill Hob. He drinks for a while, his whole body warming as he does, and then he reluctantly pulls away, kissing the spot that he almost mutilated in silent apology. “Stay down,” he says quietly, and his voice is much deeper than Hob expected. Pleasant to listen to for sure. And not that Hob has any other option but to liten.

Several minutes later, the whole Circus is on fire. There was a brief moment of screaming, but those screams didn't last longer than seconds. Now it's just animals roaring and howling as they run free, and flames consuming all buildings. Hob finally realises that he should get up and save himself when a wooden hut collapses next to him. He is dizzy but manages to stand, but he only makes a few steps before he is stumbling to the ground again.

Strong arms wrap around him and lift him up without effort. It is the vampire, now wearing a black robe, face and neck covered in blood. Hob stares in awe and fascination as the mythical creature carries him away from the danger.

“I may have taken more than I should have,” the vampire says sheepishly as he helps Hob stand on unsteady legs, the circus burning in the distance, nobody screaming or calling for help because they are all dead.

“I can give it back,” the vampire suggests, and it takes Hob's fuzzy mind embarrassingly long to understand what he means.

“No, thanks,” he grimaces, and the vampire snorts as if he had done something endearingly stupid.

“How can I repay you, then?”

Hob feels like he could ask for anything then. Power, eternal life, fortune. But hunger and losing it all had put his priorities in order. “I don't suppose you know of a job?” he asks with a laugh. “I'm recently once again unemployed.”

The vampire tilts his head, studying Hob. Hopefully, he doesn't read minds, Hob thinks. Finally, he says: “I have a long road ahead of me. A travel companion that knows these lands would be appreciated.”

[newtdrawz]

(The picture is from pinterest and I do have it linked!!)

I got an ask for Dally & Two-bit friendship hc's but it got lost/tumblr kidnapped it away from me 💔😞 so I hope whoever asked this see's this 🙏

These two are actually so funny together and everyone just forgets that

With Dally's sarcasm and unhingeness(??) And Two-bit's humor and one off comments, I fear they may be the funniest duo in Tulsa 😞

Two-bit will comment on something or make fun of someone and then Dally comes in and just adds onto it, so now they're just going back and forth, feeding off of each other

They're even worse when they're talking about a soc 😭 they are RUTHLESS with their insults, they'll find things that someone didn't even know they could be insecure about

Truly they're an unstoppable duo cuz when they steal they almost always get away with it

Two-bit is known for stealing but Dally is also pretty good at it too

When they're working together to steal they could literally just take ANYTHING

If they really wanted they could probably steal a TV and get away with it 😭

Dally always says be sneaky but Two-bit always says "just act like you're supposed to have it and they won't take it from you"

They'll use each other as distractions too if they really need too

They somehow became the designated babysitters (aka make sure Pony doesn't get in big trouble or Darry will kill them and make sure Johnny doesn't get jumped again)

Since Dally always hangs out with Pony and Johnny (Mostly Johnny) and Two-bit always hangs out with them (Mostly Pony) they end up just grouping together

Sometimes all 4 of them hanging out turns into "let's watch Dallas do something illegal and see if he can get away with it" or "let's watch Two-bit do something incredibly stupid and dangerous and see if he lives"

As you can imagine Two and Dally are great entertainers

Whenever all 4 of them are together the most common phrase said is "Don't tell Darry"/"don't tell Darry that I let you do that" cuz let's be honest if Pony OR Johnny got into some serious trouble or hurt Darry would be enraged

These two are an unstoppable duo when it comes to fighting

In rumbles these two on their own or working together during a rumble are CRAZY, everyone better WATCH OUT 😭

These two become UNHINGED during a fight, especially when they're feeding off of each other's energy lol

These two also can plan pretty well, they'll discuss who is gonna stay by Pony and Johnny (if they go) and who's gonna be in the middle of the rumble

They prefer it when they both get to be in the middle of all the chaos lol

Two-bit talks while Dally listens

Two could talk for hours about literally everything and nothing and Dally will just sit there and listen

Once in awhile Dally will comment on something or answer a question if Two-bit asks him something but usually Two-bit is the one talking

One might think that Dally isn't listening or comprehending anything Two says but he is AND ITS NOT CUZ HE'S NICE (he is,, we've discussed this 😭😭)

Dally will remember things Two-bit might have said a week ago and Two-bit is genuinely surprised everytime, not because no one remembers things he says but because he knows he talks SO MUCH 😭

Two made Dally into a secret mickey mouse fan

If Two is at the Curtis's house and he's watching mickey mouse then Dally will just sit and watch with him

He's sat through so many animated shorts that he's actually a little excited when he walks in and Two already has it on

Two-bit knows Dally likes watching the cartoons too but he'll never say anything about it because he knows Dally will get embarrassed lol

Sometimes tho after they turn off the TV Dally will comment on it (Dal: I didn't like that episode. Two: ya didn't? Dal: No, I wasn't really watchin it but I didn't like the bits I saw.) (His ass is LYING he WAS watching it 😭😭😭)

No one really thought they were close so it comes as a suprise

I like to think they're pretty close with each other and try to hang out time to time

The rest of the gang didn't really expect them to be friends, since they're both pretty different

Dally has the broody loner front that he puts up while Two-bit is loud and almost EVERYONES friend

Two has definitely brought Dally's friendly side out more tho (only with the gang tho 😭)

OK 👏

I hope these were good and ofc we all know my disclaimer by now 😭 if these are ooc I am sorry 🙏😭 but yeah anyway these were really fun to do and these guys are a fun duo to think abt!!

Fell free to add onto these or ask for more hcs!! I really like doing these type of posts for characters!!

[snowbabys]

Jake Yandere Profile

(Disclaimer: I do not condone this behavior, nor think the idol acts like this in any way. This is purely fiction and for entertainment purposes only.)

. .. .♡·˚ 𝚃𝚆: toxic and obsessive behavior (obviously).

. .. .♡·˚ 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂/𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴𝚂: use of ‘gorgeous’ and ‘pretty’ (gender neutral).

Sim Jaeyun

Occupation: Pet shop employee Yandere type: Caring, clingy, and depending Violence level: 8/10 Danger level: 8/10 Punishment: 1/10

First time seeing you There weren’t many customers on the night shift, the exceptions being adults with crazy schedules or bored teenagers who made their pets an excuse to go out. You, on the other hand, were an exception among exceptions. Finding a starved stray kitten on the streets on your way home made your heart sink, and you took it without hesitation. You wrapped the kitten in a hug and rushed for its life, knowing there was a pet shop right down the street, near a vet facility.

“Good night, how can I help you?” Jake was strolling through his phone when you came up. Despite his welcoming tone, he didn’t look at you at first, only caring to meet your eyes when he heard you panting – and boy, oh boy, how gorgeous you are. He even dropped his phone on the desk, palms sweaty and face reddening.

“I… I need to feed this little one here, asap,” he could swear he saw the stars in your eyes.

It took him a minute to start moving around the shop to get what you needed, he was so mesmerized by your appearance. He kept looking at your face while you caressed the animal, only looking down to his feet when you caught him staring. With a flirtatious smile, he crouched down to touch the kitten’s head.

“Pretty boy/girl like you… such a shame you like cats.”

Personality/Traits

Don’t get fooled by his sweet words, caring actions, and physical affection. He may be a sweetheart to his friends and you, but he has his short limits with people (and trust me, you don’t wanna see this boy mad).

Will use the rescued kitten you keep bringing to the clinic next to the shop to see and talk to you.

It wasn’t long until he had your phone number, which he asked with the sweetest smile, knowing you wouldn’t say no.

He’s always so worried about you and your well-being. Buys you food, sends you morning and night messages (might keep you talking to him the whole day), shows up at your place randomly claiming that he was worried you’d be skipping meals due to stress – you were pretty sure you didn’t send him your address, but what could you say?

Also likes to take you on mini dates, such as a short walk around the neighborhood, a picnic in the park when he needs to take Layla out, or just bringing you to accompany him during his night shift, acting like your boyfriend so people don’t hit on you (secretly tells some he’s your actual boyfriend to keep them away).

At first, you thought he was just a protective best friend. He’s relieved you didn’t realize his murderous glare at the customer flirting with you the other day. He’s also happy you didn’t miss that coworker that kept buzzing you.

110% clingy. Will take any opportunity to hold your hands, touch your face, or any form of physical contact you allow him. He just loves how your skin feels against his.

Loves to cling to you when you’re doing anything, just to support and watch you.

Flirts blatantly with you ’cause he loves to see you all shy, but if you reply or flirt back, he becomes even shyer and hides his face into the crook of your neck.

Always napping on your shoulders and inviting you to join him. And he drools a bit too (if you bring it up to him, he’ll embarrassingly dismiss it and state he’s just leaving his smell on you).

He’s the type to brag about how you’re so attractive to his friends. Shows them his favorite pictures and goes on and on about how much he adores you and your personality, but as soon as they become interested, he’s all cranky and cutely protective.

Jake never fails to amaze you with the random gifts he gives you. As a result, you learn how attentive he is. If you mention you’re especially fond of a specific color, he’s only buying items in that color.

In addition, he randomly sends you photographs of clothing he thinks you’ll like and asks what size you want it (don’t even dare mention money to him, he’ll stop you immediately).

Jake wants to watch every single movie release with you. He prefers to have you come to his house rather than go to the movies, so he can be close to you while sharing and learning your favorite genres, tv shows, and actors/actresses.

Pictures and more pictures. He’s taking as many as he can while you’re around, he has so many folders dedicated to your pics (more about this trait here).

Book recommendations constantly, and if you’re a bookworm, he’ll read every book you mention.

He may recommend a physics book (at least pretend you’re interested and you have all his heart).

He’s been told by his closest friends that he’s a bit too infatuated with you, but his response it’s always how he’s proud that he loves someone that much. Let’s be honest, he’s a sweetheart.

Pet names:

Baby boy/girl

Kitten

Babe

Love

PDA:

If you’re okay with PDA, he’s in heaven. Jake won’t be shy about it at all, especially because he gets to demonstrate his affection in front of people who might have their eyes on you.

He always has his hands on you, whether holding your own hands or around your waist, never forgetting to caress the area so you feel relaxed.

Long-lasting back hugs, cheek kisses, piggyback rides to anywhere, he’s in for it all.

It’s not like he gives you any chance to start physical contact, but he’ll be the happiest man alive if you start it – be it a surprise hug or blocking his eyes with your hands when you visit him in the shop.

If you react negatively to any of his physical advances, he’ll be understanding and more than happy with just holding hands or being by your side.

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[swampstew]

Trafalgar Law, B-6 ~ Master/Servant

Summary: Part 3 to Trafalgar Law as a Fylgja: A supernatural being associated with fate, usually an omen of one’s impending doom, who can shapeshift - his favorite form is a Snow Leopard. You're his new little pet and this a little treat on how your life with Law would be.

Part 1 | Part 2 Author's note: This needs to the final part for Fylgja Law, I'm exorcising him from my brain space and back into the friendzone where he belongs (for me, Raven, personally.)

Warnings: Spicy, pet play kink, master/servant relationship, Monster Law, hybrid Law/leopard form. Adding dead dove in case people take issue with monster fucking/hybrid fucking or whatever. Word Count: 643

Law is quick to bring you into his home. He doesn’t mind you keeping the apartment if you want, but he wants you around at all times when he has the time to be home. Being a Fylgja and moonlighting as a surgeon means he seldom has down time. Any time he does, he wants to spend it with you.

When he’s gone, you do whatever you want to entertain yourself in his absence. You won’t need to work because his pay is phenomenal, but if you do its fine by him – so long as you wear a token of his ownership on you. A stunning golden choker with a dangling crystal heart charm. Never take it off unless you want to be in the doghouse.

You take care of his place when you’re under that roof, not because he expects you to but you do it anyways, and you always wear your cat ears – that’s the only rule. Your real catsuit only comes out whenever its play time. He loves shopping for you too, absolutely adores seeing you wear the outfits he buys.

He always starts by having you change into your ‘house’ outfit, the same outfit he gifted you that first day he made you his pet. He washes your hands and feet, drying them with a soft towel before slipping your gloves and socks on. He slips on your panties and bra and you admire the way he restrains himself when his eyes eat you up with a predatory gaze. If you give him a teasing look he’ll flick your cat ear and give your ass a slap. Law looks ravenous by the time he clips on your collar. Before he can indulge – can’t forget your tail plug.

Law will make you purr, hiss, mewl, and downright yowl with what he knows about the human body. He wasn’t an expert at first but when he figured out your cues he was on them like a hound. Loves taking care of his Kitten, in every single way. He saved you and now you’re all his so he wants to spoil and protect you.

He’ll fuck you however you want. Human form, hybrid form – he’s game for anything, he’ll make sure to never hurt you and heavily enforces safe words and check-ins to make sure you’re not lying to him or yourself about being in situations you may not enjoy. Enjoys watching you in the mirror, alone, with him, him making you pleasure yourself, he just loves watching you and watching himself fuck into you. It releases a deep growling that normally doesn’t come out during any other times you are together.

If you’ve ever in your life thought – I wish I could quit everything and become someone’s pet, Law’s the guy you want to be adopted by.

Also: the King of Aftercare. He knows that he’s rough sometimes, especially when he’s shapeshifted (oh yeah, he’ll appeal to your appetite if you want a different breed of cat. Or marine animal), so he performs medical care under the guise of aftercare but honestly you don’t mind it much. He disguises his prodding for discomfort as massaging your muscles, ‘stretching you for the next round’ to make sure nothing is broken or sprained, applies several kisses to remedy any scratches or bite, and teases you with playful snatching of comfort items to check for concussions or brain damage. He’s a natural worrier.

But then – the snacks he brings, taking charge of clean up, the vibe he sets to just hang out with you in post-sex comfort, making you laugh and feel cherished as he feeds you little bites and just talks with you. He might treat you like a plaything, a pet, but make no mistake, you’re his little house cat. He’s in it for life. Well, the rest of your life anyway.

13 tiles to go, 37 calls made so far.

[py-dreamer]

I can't believe this is the first goddamn video I post.

But times are funny like that aren't they?

Ok so as the thumbnail says, this is specifically for the first lmk fic I've written:

"When the sun sets forever."

Yes it's shadowpeach, how on earth did you guess. And if you've floated around my dreamscape for a while, you'll know my...

...very enthusiastic opinions of Macaque...

(I promise I do still like him, he's a great character, it's just I get pretty peeved by how the majority of the fandom portrays their relationship a lot of peeps bashing Wukong and saying Mac did nothing wrong-

I have a whole other post about this and the fic, I'm tired man, here're the links:

https://www.tumblr.com/py-dreamer/751398212493000704/oh-its-macaroni-learns-the-consequences-for

https://www.tumblr.com/py-dreamer/751119540805632000/rant-about-shadowpeach-warning-mac-slander)

But regardless, if you enjoy some Macaca slander, hop on board!

If you don't , good for you! Please don't harass anyone who thinks otherwise.

But to sum up:

In this fic we explore a scenario where Macaque finds a time alterating artifact after a huge spat on the mountain (that resulted in the clip above), uses that artifact to make it so he killed Tripitaka during JTTW. Then we see his pov in this universe where things have certainly changed drastically

...and not necessarily for the better.

People change. Friends or foes found dead or alive. Cities fall and some thrive.

But one thing I can assure you?

Neither of our mystic monkeys are having any fun until the end.

But yeah! Formal announcement post for my fic!

Yes this is a big reason why I've been absent for like a month

No I won't stop posting art. I'm taking a short break rn to get into the rhythm of drawing again

No there isn't a formal posting schedule, but I do have it in mind

No this isn't the big BIG project I've been working on for a few weeks

(Forgive me if I missed anything from s5, this was planned and written before that and I haven't watched it yet)

But enough about me!

I want to thank anyone who's already seen the fic and/or left kudos or comments

And I want to give an especially huge shoutout to @furornocturna for beta reading this thing!

Their work is great! And is one of the most enjoyable reads I've read in a long while

And since I haven't seen an official post for it yet...

SHABAM!!! Another great fic! She recently updated it too! It's about amnesiac Wukong who thinks Macaque is still his mate and MK is their child!

Wham bam, pajama sam's christmas ham: hijinks ensue

Very entertaining, good ol Macaque bashing

(she and I like to stand around him in a circle and give him a good whack with the consequences stick sometimes. It builds character.)

And parental Shadowpeach is always appreciated here. 10/10

I have not linked it but also check out:

Fractured pieces make a mosaic

Also written by her! Another great fic that delves into more of the sins of Macaque against EVERYONE not just Wukong

But about the video, yea just heard the audio and thought it'd be funny

I feel like Chang'e would definitely comfort a friend after some harsh words like what happens in the 1st chapter

Or at least she'd hear what Macaque did from Wukong and give massive side eye

(Especially since I figured she'd have a damn well knowledge of bad men *cough* *cough8 the reason Zhu Bajie got kicked out of heaven in the first place *cough* *cough*

I know they've rarely interacted in canon but hey, they've at least met on screen and we know Wukong can build a rocket to visit. Plus both being lonely immortals with cute animal subjects being theri only companions for centuries...

I have a feeling they'd get along somehow

They remind me of friends who exchange pics of their cute pet, only it's more like children for Wukong since they're literally his Sun family

And anyway the fandom pairs Mac and Chang'e just because they have a moon motif so let me have this goddamit.

[ceristhedivine]

Confession, as a DC Comics Fan:

I don't like the shippings Damian Wayne had over the years. Not anymore, at least.

For awhile, I've been seeing a TON of Damian Wayne stuff related to ships on the internet. From big ones like Damirae or Damijon to smaller ships like Damian x Cassie or Damian x Djinn or Damian X Emiko. Then there was Damian and Flatline (or Nika) that became recently canon in the comic run, Lazarus Tournament (check it out, I think its cool). These ships had a fair share of fans and I've been one of them.

Until... I eventually grew out of it. Why?

Cause as I grew older, I'm getting a change of taste and a refreshed perspective of things, you know? So, with how much research I gather from Damian's character and these ships, opinions change. Some I lost likeness than I usually did. Some I got bored with overtime. Some, I just didn't care for as much. Lemme clarify, I still think some ships are likable than others, especially their dynamics with Damian as a character. But when I look between the characters he interacts with and their histories... It kinda makes me wonder... Does it really work? Are they worth it?

First, lemme start with the demon birds: Damirae. Damian x Raven. This was the first Damian Wayne shipping I discovered as a fan of the DC Animated Movie Universe. I watched JLVSTT (terrible title) to TT:JC to Apokolips War and ultimately... I was hooked. These characters could relate and they had such heartfelt and bittersweet tragic terms with the storyline. I cried when they shared their first AND final kiss (don't judge, I'm sensitive, 😭). This ship was my first and I fell in love with it! Plus, these characters have always been and will always BE my favorite in any DC storyline.

As I got older and learned more about them in other continuities, I grew a change of philosophy... I DON'T THINK IT WORKS. Hold on! Before Damirae fans explode! Hear me out. I see the appeal. They're similar in experience and personality, the idea of Damian, being the Grandson of the Demon's Head, dating a literal demon sounds cool (even if Rae wasn't originally a demon-). There's a lot in terms of age and direction with storylines I can see being a problem. Though, from how I see things and I say this from personal experience; similarities will not always be great in relationships. Their personalities just don't bounce each other off well for me. Additionally, I feel like some fanfics between this ship just don't do their characters justice. In a short question I've had with another user, I can say, I agree that some fans interpret this romance like a demon x angel dynamic. Like, Damian being into taking over the world while Raven is easily swayed on joining such pursuit. While the idea is... interesting, it does bug me a bit. It doesn't suit well with their characterization in my eyes. Plus, I feel like in other continuities, Raven, in character, would either,

1. Not like his personality.

2. Act as some sort of sympathetic sibling/mentor to him.

Honestly, number two sounds more fun and has potential in my eyes. 💜

Second, the one and only super sons; Damijon. Damian X Jon. These two are my ✨ world ✨. I've followed up with their comic storyline through YouTube (I have yet to snatch the comics-) and WOW they are just so, SO entertaining to watch! Jonathan Kent was super adorable (get it?)! Damian was a little troll but I love it! The movie was also spot on — the animation, the writing, the characters, the moments were just dynamite pure! I will love these two with a passion till the day I die! However, as much as I love these boys in all my heart and soul, I DO NOT ship them. It's cute but I just don't see them being anything more than friends, to be honest. 🦸

Third, the recent grave birds: Damiline. Damian X Flatline. OMG, I liked Flatline! I thought she was so cool! Not to mention, her power to absorb the abilities of warriors she's killed has so much potential. Sure, there were times when I thought moments of her were unnecessary or annoying, but she definitely caught my eye because she was just that fun! Her relationship with Damian was... interesting enough. I do feel like the romance was there because they were in a literal death tournament... if you know what I mean. It felt rushed. Plus, she kinda betrayed him later on. I'm surprised we didn't get a reaction from Damian to this too. Eventually, I looked into Flatline's solo issue in New Evolution. I feel like this issue in particular is where Flatline considers Damian as an afterthought. It was also this line that stood out the most for me — "We'll see how long that lasts". This could mean their relationship may one day end short. And I believe Flatline is just as aware of this too. BUT. I don't think this is a bad thing. It could allow opportunities for her to develop without always being in a romantic role. I like the character, I just don't see this working for too long. It feels like the writers were trying to throw a goth x goth romance for the sake of the plot. 💀

I hear Flatline's coming back, though! I'm excited to see her return!

Fourth, Damian X Cassie Sandsmark (Wonder Girl). This originated from the DCeased storyline, where the world suffered a zombie-like apocalypse thanks to Cyborg bringing the Anti-Life Equation to Earth. Though... To me, she just seemed like another "Jonathan Kent" best friend, than anything else. Probably just me. If there were more interactions, maybe I'll reconsider. 🦸

Fifth, Damian X Djinn. Now, I thought this had potential. They did seem genuine with each other and had nice conversations. Though, if the pedophile part wasn't involved (Djinn being an immortal deity), I'd probably give it a chance. But I don't really ship it because of that fact. 😓 🧞‍♀️

And finally, Damian X Emiko Queen (Red Arrow). I don't see much appeal to this ship. They had similarities, sure, but... that's about it. Damian just had a brief "stalker-crush" and that was gone. So, not much to be said there. Like I mentioned before, if there were more interactions between them, maybe I'll consider. For now, it's not for me. 🏹

This will be where my confession comes to an end. These are my thoughts and opinions. You guys don't have to agree with me but that's just how I see these ships regarding Damian Wayne as a character. Arguments are welcome in the comments. I'm fascinated by these juicy conversations!

Anyways, have fun! And I hope you enjoyed my post. Have a good day!

👋😉👍

[asexual-angsty-writer]

More Beta!LQG & Beta!SQH ideas

Once LQG presented fully, SQH was the person that had to guide him through it, much to their shared weariness

- SQH would make soft coo's and chuffs at random, because LQG would unconsciously respond back

- LQG always had a bullied expression when he'd unconsciously respond back

- SQH once reconstructed a nest, while using a manual, because his instincts demanded he do so and put an injured!LQG in it

- LQG randomly chuffs at animals he thinks are cute, without realizing he did

- SQH spent hours 'proofing' the room Cucumber-bro had designated as LQG's guest room

- LQG often goes to SQH after SQQ/LBG leave after one of their visits, as a way to self soothe

- SQH and LQG greet each other by throwing fists, because Beta-Fight-Bonding instincts (SQH can't even be upset because he always feel more relaxed afterwards)

- SQH always wrist-scents LQG during meetings; originally, this was to help keep him calm due to the overestimating nature of their hypersensitivity — now its to get a bullied expression out of him

- LQG had several failed tries at recreating a nest, even under LMY's instructions

- LQG feels embarrassed that he needs to read through books and pamphlets about his subgender — mainly because they started him off with the same collection that are given to newly presented betas (which are typically children with vastly different literacy level)

- LQG felt conflicted during the first time he encountered MBJ after presenting; because he actually thought his scent was decent to be around

- LQG now often barges into SQH's office and asks him to summing his 'Demonic Alpha' to fight with

- LQG refuses to speak about the one time he started a wrist-scenting; SQH cherishes that memory more than anything

- SQH basically vibrates in his seat whenever someone gets LQG subgender wrong; because on one hand he wants to correct them, on the other he wants to see them get blind sided by the truth

- After a sparing match with MBJ, LQG often smells of him and SQH (Much to YQY distress)

- LQG chuffs at his students, which makes them make a sound back (Chuffs from the betas, chirps from the Omegas, and rumbles from the Alpha's)

- LQG does, much to his embarrassment, often unconsciously croon to comfort his students

- SQH (he made it) and LQG (he was forced to participate) have a detailed list of which Alpha's has the most agreeable scent to which one has the least; They both agree MBJ is top 3

- LQG gets into even more fights now — because other betas now smell his scent and their instinctual fight-bond mode gets activated

- It once leads to LQG actually wrestling with a succubus; because Instincts went burr and the Succubus forgot she had asphorisiac bs at their disposal

- They may have started a ritualistic greeting-fight whenever LQG visits Huan Hua because of SQQ

- Beta Huan Hua disciples (Whether human, half-demon or full demon) will follow LQG around whenever he's training; like lost pups

- LQG may have started to give them minor lessons to improve their stances and he may recognize each of them by scent at this point

- SQH didn't mind being paired up with LQG when they were disciples, though he wa svery jumpy, because LQG has the funniest reactions to things

- He loves it even more now, because having the resident War God help him get materials and watching how LQG ends up circumventing so many hidden Plots/his reactions to them is just perfect entertainment

- LQG's face whenever he's hit by some sex pollen that won't kill him + will wear off eventually is just the perfect mixture of resigned disgust and definetly-not-pouting moping

- Ace made it so LQG has the potential of being the 'Asexual-smut-writer' stereotype, if given the chance; Which means the moment SQH let him read anything he wrote, he got roasted by his shidi

- LQG nose thinks the combination of LBH's scent and SQQ's is the most agreeable, but he'll die before admitting to even himself

- LQG has a constipated face whenever his instincts demand he cares for someone, because he's unsure of where to start or how, just knows he *needs* to

- LQG and SQH will, occasionally, sink so much into a beta-equivalent of a subspace that they start making hyena cackles at each other because they deep in their instincts

- SQH keeps trying to gift SQQ some scented candles, to try and help make his and his husband's scents more harmonious to LQG

- But also, never explain that LQG has the biggest cheat sheet when it comes to Wife-plots or plot-pushers because of several unspoken headcannons or details

- No he will not tell SQQ that certain asphorisiacs/sex plans require someone experiencing sexual attraction to work

- No he will not explain that succubus-siren hybrids would be peaceful around LQG because their powers only work on someone that has some amount of sexual attraction towards them

- Nor will he explain that other things work off of arousal and that those are the ones LQG hates the most

- But yes, he will very much be bitey and fight his bro for the right to be the one to help LQG with any plot-points that revolve cuddling

- Beta instincts demand to gift stuff to those they care; LQG hunts rare creatures for SQQ, gets rare materials for MQF and makes good quality ink/brushes for LMY & SQH

- SQH particularly hunted down a creature for their horn, and gifts it to LQG to help with gathering liquid/sap from plants/trees

- MBJ eventually gifted a thick winter coat to LQG because SQH convinced him to visit the Northen kingdom (Did so by telling him about all the strong creatures there)

- LQG, in turn, hunted down a fearsome creature that was making trouble in MBJ's territory and gifted it to him

- SQH likes watching SQQ and LBH fumble in regards of interactions with LQG, because of how everyone else perceives a mated A/O couple interacting with a lone beta

- The demon realm are convinced LQG is trying to court the couple; their hearts go out to the lone beta

- Cultivators find the way LBH postures against LQG kinda... off

- Normal people either theorize LQG is SQQ's beta or that LQG is trying to prove that he should be the couples beta

- SQH may or may have not found a way to get LQG scent all over a certain item to keep in his house (may have found a way to scent an item that's in LQG's house)

- SQH is waiting for SY to either figure shit out or enter a crisis over the entire "But he was really a beta all along" plotline; could go either way iho.

- SQH might be petty a be an obstacle in SQQ's eventual endeavors; just to be a smart ass

- It would be so easy with how LQG ends up smelling like Him and MBJ after a visit/sparing session

[animebw]

Short Reflection: Oshi no Ko

I have a serious bone to pick with Oshi no Ko.

To be clear, I don't mind that Oshi no Ko is s bad show. Bad shows are a dime a dozen, its not special in that regard. I don't even mind that it's a bad show that got absurdly popular. Again, not an uncommon occurrence, I've learned to live with the popular consensus among anime fans being very hit and miss. No, what chaps my hide about this misguided misfire is that it's the worst kind of bad show: one with delusions of grandeur. It's a self-indulgent piece of pandering wish fulfillment that's convinced itself it's a Deep, Complex masterpiece telling Hard Truths about society while perpetuating all the sins it claims to be criticizing. And while it may have somehow pulled the wool over the eyes of everyone else, I've watched enough anime to see through its plastic facade to the squirming rot underneath. This show is lying to you, and unlike the thesis statement it makes in its first episode, this lie is the lowest form of love I can think of.

And I was excited for Oshi no Ko at first! I've always struggled with idol anime because they can never seem to drop their packaged, plastic facade of perfect little angels chasing their dreams to address anything resembling real emotion. So the promise of a more honest take on the genre exploring the reality of the entertainment industry as a whole, warts and all? Written by the author of Kaguya-Sama, which I've finally come around to appreciating as a masterpiece of the rom-com world? And a bonkers 90 minute opening episode suggesting an adaptation that would go all the way to make this series shine? Yeah, I had high hopes for this one.

And then the first minute of the show had two separate jokes about the protagonist being a pedophile.

Gotta tell you, when I heard Manga fans hyping this one up to high heaven, I was expecting something a little less blatantly unsalvageable than that.

After that, I spent most of that bloated first episode in slack jawed disbelief. Was I really sitting through another Mushoku Tensei reincarnated pedo baby plotting? Why was I being subjected to jokes about who gets to suck their teen mom superstar idol's breast milk? It was almost a relief when the same obsessive stalker who initially took the protagonist's life came back to finish off his new mom, setting him and his similarly reincarnated sister on a seemingly much more interesting path. But by then the damage was done, and the cracks that had formed in Oshi no Ko's foundation would only grow larger and more obvious as it settled into its proper story.

Funnily enough, though, the most obvious warning sign in that first episode wasn't the pedo baby nonsense. No, it was its handling of Hoshino Ai, the aforementioned teen mom superstar idol who got two superfans reincarnated as her twin babies before being murdered by a stalker. For a show claiming to portray the dark reality of the entertainment industry, there isn't a single thing dark or real about Ai. She is a relentlessly perfect plastic mannequin of a person, never once showing herself to be anything less than upbeat, bubbly, and inoffensive. Not once in the three years we spend with her before her death do we see her sulk, throw a tantrum, or express any emotions besides peppy and cheerful. If there’s anything resembling a real girl underneath her facade, we don't get to see it, not even when she's alone with her babies with no one to judge her. This show wants to pull back the curtain on the uncomfortable truths of this industry, but it doesn't even have the guts to pull back the curtain on its most important character and risk turning off an otaku fan base who can't conceive of women as complex individuals with complicated inner lives. And sadly, that cowardice is very indicative of how poorly the show will handle its themes moving forward.

But let's not get ahead of ourselves. Following Ai's death at the climax of the first episode, Oshi no Ko's real story picks up ten or so years later, with her now-teenage children Aqua and Ruby going to a special high school for aspiring entertainment industry professionals. Here they're able to meet fellow creatives and pursue careers in film, television, music, YouTube, and more behind and in front of the camera, all to follow their respective goals of tracking down their mother's killer (Aqua) and following in their mother's footsteps of becoming a beloved idol (Ruby). Thus the stage is set for a walking tour behind the scenes of all corners of the business, exploring the truth behind the shining mask of perfection the entertainment industry so often wears while slowly building up the mystery of who the twins' father was, and why he seemingly arranged for Ai to be killed. A solid setup for the story to explore its ideas in an engaging way, but as always, a setup is only as good as its execution. And no matter how many monologues its characters spew about the true nature of the industry, Oshi no Ko consistently fails to be anything more than plastic and shallow itself.

The biggest issue, sadly, remains Aqua himself. Even after you get over the whole reincarnated pedo baby angle, he is just the most miserably emo edgelord to be around. He's a mopey, brooding bore who looks down on pretty much everyone around him, but the show constantly insists on portraying him as cynically honest,  the one clear-eyed adult in a cast full of kids. Which, considering how female-heavy the rest of the cast it, gives the whole show a creepy, paternalistic vibe. So many of Oshi no Ko's "realistic" portrayals of the industry's scumminess essentially boil down to a naive, inexperienced girl getting in over her head and finding herself in some sort of physical or emotional peril, only for this Light Yagami wannabe to swoop in and save her with the power of his Experienced Adult Man Perspective. There are times when it clearly wants to touch on how particularly rough girls and women have it in this scummy, sexist industry, but it undercuts itself every time it turns their struggles into yet another excuse for the one prominent dude in the cast to show off how much smarter he is.

And yes, in case you even needed to ask, of course the majority of these girls fall in love with him. You've got Kana Arima, a foul mouthed former child actor who's implied to have nursed a crush on him ever since he humiliated her on set years ago by being do much naturally better at acting than her to the point she broke down crying. There's Akane Kurokawa, a sincere good girl who falls for him after he saves her from suicide (more on that later) and otherwise exists to be tortured by some of the most laughable backstory retcons ever put to screen (She's an unprepared novice to the industry! Just kidding, she's a member of a prestigious theater company! Just kidding, she's a child actor who's been part of this industry her whole life!). There's even, believe it or not, his sister Ruby, who in her past life was a terminally ill child in love with Aqua's past life, her physician at the time. He even jokingly promised to marry her when she turned 16, which could have passed as a tragic, knowingly futile promise to comfort a girl who had no chance of living that long, but considering how things ended up... yeah, let's just say I am dreading what happens when Aqua and Ruby discover each other's previous identities. Honestly I almost hope they just say "fuck it" and take the plunge into Incest Lake, just to break the brains of everyone who's convinced themselves this show isn't a trash fire.

It also doesn't help that the dialogue is pretty uniformly terrible. Characters speak in tangled, overwritten declarations and explanations that never read as something a real person would say but also aren't stylish enough to pass for the kind of purposefully exaggerated back-and-forth exchanges that define, for example, the Monogatari series. It seems to think if you just drop a lot of monologues about how dangerous and unfair the entertainment industry is, that will compensate for the relative lack of real danger and unfairness in its actual portrayal. I'm not asking for a Perfect Blue-style pitch black perspective, but there are barely even shades of gray here, to the point it almost feels like the show's lying to you. There's a moment where Ruby and her aspiring idol group exclaim that a collective dressing room they share with a bunch of other bottom-tier idols is "packed like sardines," except the room we're shown has plenty of breathing room and empty space. This show flat out lies to your face, in contradiction of the visuals its showing you, to make the girl's situation seen worse than it actually is.

But let's circle back to Akane and get attempted suicide, because her focus episode is, in my opinion, the one moment where Oshi no Ko actually manages to live up to the expectations it set. Short version, Akane's on a reality dating show with Aqua and a bunch of other high schoolers, and her attempt to make herself more of a presence at her manager's request results in her becoming the target on an online hate mob who takes one bad thing she does and uses it as an excuse to harass her relentlessly. As someone who's seen too many stories like this play out in real life- overwhelming, self-righteous hatred from complete strangers who've convinced themselves your one minor infraction justifies ruining your life- seeing Akane succumb to the tidal wave of insults and threats until she tries to jump off a bridge was one of the most powerful experiences I've had in all of anime this year. It's masterfully directed, impeccably edited, and brutally, unforgivingly honest about how life-ruining this kind of negative online attention can be. It's hands-down the best episode of Oshi no Ko, and if the rest of the show had been as brave as this episode when tackling its subject matter, I'd have no problem singing its praises alongside everyone else.

It's also, sadly, a perfect representation of why this show is so fundamentally broken.

Because when you take a step back and look at the whole picture, as incredible as this episode is in isolation, its only real effect on the plot is to give Aqua yet another helpless admirer to fall I love with him seemingly as a matter of course. Akane's suicide attempt, as gut wrenching and heartbreaking as it is in the moment, only exists to give the reincarnated pedo protagonist another teenage girl to fawn over him. And considering how much inspiration this plot line draws from a real-life suicide tragedy in Japan, to call it nauseating and disrespectful would be the understatement of the century. The real victim's mother certainly seemed to think so, as she held an interview expressing anger that her daughter's tragic fate was being used as free source material without even consulting her first. And if you were hoping Oshi no Ko fans would react to this response with empathy and nuance, showing how much they took away from this arc's message about the evils of online harassment by refusing to participate in it themselves... well, let's just say I truly envy your optimism.

But really, isn't that the most fitting representation of this show's failure? It claims to showcase and criticize the exploitative nature of the entertainment industry, only to exploit real life tragedy for entertainment itself, and its fans react to this ugly truth by becoming exactly the kind of evil the show they claimed to love was warning them against. It's a perfect storm of hypocrisy that reveals just how shallow and craven the whole affair is. Oshi no Ko is not deep, it's not complex, and it's certainly not challenging. But it IS good enough at superficially appearing to be those things to attract a fan base that wants the ego boost of being seen as liking Mature(tm) stories about Serious Issues(tm) without actually being challenged to leave their comfort zone of pandering wish fulfillment. And the second something actually challenging does show up to demand they face an uncomfortable truth, they reveal just how unwilling both they and the show they love are to grapple with the ugly reality they claim to represent.

Is that harsh? Definitely. Unfair to the vast majority of Oshi no Ko fans who love the show without being gross and weird about it? Probably. But I can't be honest about this show without being honest about how miserably it betrays the very foundations of its stated goal. Ironically enough, Oshi no Ko is its own worst enemy, the greatest embodiment of everything it's trying to speak out against. It's a stupid show pretending to be smart, a cowardly show pretending to be brave, hiding cheap convictions with cheap edge and cringeworthy harem bullshit in hopes it can avert your eyes from the truth. But peel back that plastic layer of corporate sheen and it's every bit as shallow and hypocritical as the industry it claims to criticize. It's as hollow as Hoshino Ai herself, hiding its inner emptiness as best it can and hoping its beautiful lies will make you love it regardless. And if lies are indeed the greatest form of love, then Oshi no Ko must be the greatest lover of all. Me, though? I'll take something honest and uncompromising over an insincere fake like this any day. And I give this first season a score of:

3/10

Yes, this is the worst show I watched to completion this season. No, I'm not sorry about it. If you want to know what actual good shows I kept up with, keep an eye out for my seasonal reflection coming next week!

[basorexia-formyboys]

SFW 2005

Hanma×Takemichi

Content warnings: Serial killer Takemichi, descriptions of violent murder, blood, the dead, ooc Hanma and Takemichi

Tags: @love-and-lore @savedbysinners

"Man why do they give serial killers such cool names" Nahoya chuckled a bit in disbelief as he watched the tv in Takemichi's room where a majority of Toman's uppers were hanging out while it rained outside.

"Hm? What's up?" Takemichi had been outside of his room, only coming in to the tail end of Nahoya's speaking. So the ginger delinquent looked his way while motioning to the tv.

"Apparently there's a serial killer in Tokyo that they're calling Gyokuto because the dude wears a rabbit mask and uses a hammer to kill people." Nahoya huffed and looked back to the tv. "He totally intended to be named that. Giving killers cool names like Gyokuto and Zodiac Killer only encourages it."

Takemichi paled slightly at the description but not for the reason his gangmates thought. While they were processing that their host might be queasy with killer talk, Takemichi was praying that his friends didn't recognize anything about him if cctv clips played and even more he hoped they didn't find the rabbit mask in the false bottom of one of the drawers of his desk.

🐇

Takemichi was a messy but good killer, he always had been. He left no prints, no dna, no hints that he was in any way involved. He'd been killing for years and watched as his murders showed up as dead-end cases every time.

So how could he be so sloppy?

Ocean eyes peered through the eye-holes of the rabbit mask he wore, staring at one Hanma Shuji who looked just as caught off guard. Except one of them was standing over a corpse with little remains of its head, splattered in blood, and wielding a sledgehammer and the other had just been cutting through an alley to get home. They were both frozen. Takemichi, like his mask's animal, was stuck like prey hoping to not be seen. Hanma was still like a human seeing a stray animal and not wanting to scare it away.

Hanma took a step forward and Takemichi took a matching step back, skidding his foot against the gravel as an audible warning incase Hanma didn't see him raise his hammer threateningly. The taller stopped all motion except putting his hands up in a surrender, confusing Takemichi whose expression contorted to show that behind his mask.

He whipped his head around to make sure he wasn't being snuck up on before looking back at Hanma and taking another step back.

"Wait wait– Gyokuto— I'm not going to tell or call anyone." Hanma's voice was hardly loud enough for Takemichi to hear but had the blond hesitating on his escape. He wasn't about to risk speaking, he wasn't sure how well Hanma could recognize voices but they'd met once and Hanma had to've heard him shout that Draken might be dead.

But he could risk taking steps closer. He was still armed and a better fighter than his gangmates knew, so he took slow steps towards Hanma who stayed where he was and let Takemichi take his own pace. Eventually the hooded and masked blond had circled Hanma, patting his free hand on the noiret's body to check for weapons and taking his phone. He even had the courtesy to show Hanma he was taking it and not just pickpocketing the other. He was a little shocked at the nod he recieved in return.

"Why are you so calm?" Takemichi breathed his words, squinting almost disdainfully as he tried to use the quietness to mask his true voice. Hanma let out a sigh of relief, neither of them sure why but not commenting on it either.

"No clue, I should be pissing myself and screaming for help shouldn't I?" Hanma chuckled quietly and Takemichi let out a quick irritated huff, walking a few steps closer to the body only to stop when Hanma spoke again. "Wait. Don't leave. Let me buy you a drink, alcohol or not. And you still have my phone."

"You're not getting your phone back." Takemichi didn't feel like entertaining the offer at all, scowling behind his mask at the delinquent and his lips turning down even deeper when Hanma huffed a laugh.

"Then you owe me a drink or ten. That phone wasn't free." Hanma really couldn't care less about his phone in the hands of someone worse but he wanted the leverage and could practically feel Takemichi sneer. It was awkwardly silent for a few moments before the blond heavily sighed and walked back.

"You're so fucking lucky I'm in a good mood." Takemichi scoffed and had a lot less hesitation as his free hand wrapped around Hanma's right wrist and dragged him deeper into the alley.

"This is you in a good mood? I'd hate to see you in a bad moo–" Hanma choked on his words as he was slammed into one of the walls deeper in the alley and hardly felt the breeze from the sledgehammer before it smashed into the wall beside him. The abruptness had him jolting to the opposite side and gasping for air in genuine fear like his lungs had been emptied.

"If I was in a bad mood, you wouldn't see me. That guy is your example." Takemichi pointed towards the corpse and Hanma nodded fast. Most forms of adrenaline spikes were Hanma's addiction. Fights, pain, even putting his and other people's life at risk. But having his life at risk out of his control was horrible. This made his heart pound painfully in his chest like it was trying to break his sternum.

"Noted." Hanma choked out the obedient acknowledgement and Takemichi took the hammer back, using the toe of one of his shoes to kick the crumbled brick pieces on the ground closer to the wall. Hanma watched while catching his breath and looked to the space that'd been hardly an inch to the left of his head. The bricks that remained in the wall were shattered and Hanma had to keep in mind that it could've been his skull in that state.

Takemichi was precise, fast, and Hanma's life was currently entirely in his hands. The noiret realized now that he was only alive because the masked teen was allowing it and he could do absolutely nothing to stop Takemichi if he decided Hanma should die. It didn't matter at all how durable Hanma was if it was a goddamn sledgehammer coming at him.

"Now c'mon, I want a coffee." Takemichi stepped back and Hanma took a deep breath, held it, and sighed it out while nodding and pushing himself off the wall.

"Think you should change or something? Most of Tokyo knows your mask." Hanma was a bit more wary with his words now but Takemichi still froze and had a moment of realization that made Hanma chuckle lightly and Takemichi glare at him. "Didn't think about that? Do you have something that would cover just the top half of your face?"

Takemichi shook his head and looked down, thinking. Truly who would believe Hanma if the Valhalla acting commander tried to point fingers at Takemichi? Would Hanma even want to reveal his secret? He had Hanma's phone and pat him down so he knew he couldn't be photographed and he'd still have his hammer while revealing himself incase Hanma tried to go and threaten him over it.

The blond sighed and looked back up at Hanma intensely.

"Keep in mind that, mask or not, I am the one who is a killer between the two of us." Takemichi spoke sternly and Hanma nodded, hardly biting back a grin. Blue eyes rolled and Takemichi peeled his white hood back, left hand revealing himself while his right hand stayed on his hammer.

He pulled the mask's festival-mask tie until it came undone and pulled the mask down until the top of it was just below his eyes and Hanma's were already lighting up and eyes wide with recognition while Takemichi's hardened with a dark glare.

"I'll kill you if you make me regret this." Takemichi spoke slow and Hanma swallowed thickly while nodding and watching the mask be lowered the rest of the way.

"Holy shit.." Hanma breathed out his awe, actually really enjoying this twist despite his life still being at risk. When Takemichi hummed to prompt a more explanatory reaction and tilted his head, Hanma could thoroughly imagine real rabbit ears and tail budding from the killer with curious little twitches.

The thought had him a bit pink cheeked and wearing an upside-down smile, leaning down just a little so they were face to face and getting a small grin at the unamusement on Takemichi's face. The disdain was so clear now but Hanma really didn't care.

"Well let's go get coffee then, moon bunny. Hope you know a place your little Toman buddies won't be because I only know of two places that are open this late and serving coffee. One is in the heart of Shibuya and the other is my apartment." Hanma watched as an irritated scowl spread across Takemichi's face and he started tapping his foot.

"I will let myself get arrested just to slit your goddamn throat, Hanma." Takemichi nearly growled the threat and Hanma just huffed a small laugh, shaking his head and pulling back.

"Alright alright. But seriously, do you know a place? It won't look good to your buddies if we're hanging out. Especially so late. " Hanma was sincere about that part at least and Takemichi hummed while looking at the body that was quickly making the alley smell like iron.

"Let's just go to your apartment, it's easiest" Takemichi shrugged and looked back to Hanma who nodded and spoke a short 'follow me then'.

He knew the alleys around here well, what places had cameras out back and what places didn't and how to get to his apartment nearly completely off the grid. Takemichi was quiet but oddly comfortable as he followed close all the way up into the top floor apartment. It was a studio but roomy, Takemichi letting out a small sigh of exhaustion as they entered. He set his sledgehammer on the floor near the door, not really caring if he got blood around his host's apartment, and left his shoes, hoodie, gloves, and mask in the genkan area since they were all bloody. He couldn't exactly take his pants off but he didn't care much beyond the easy stuff.

Hanma breathed a laugh and walked to the kitchen, filling the coffee pot while Takemichi walked straight out to the balcony and rested his elbows on the railing. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, relaxing with the cold night air and knowing he'd just successfully ridded the world of another piece of shit excuse for a human.

"You smoke, bunny?" Hanma's voice was closer but Takemichi wasn't wary and just turned around to the noiret holding an open box of Mevius cigarettes his way with one already in his own mouth. The blue eyed teen hummed an agreement but caught Hanma off guard by snatching the one between the taller's lips and placing it between Takemichi's own. It drew a snort from Hanma and he grabbed another for himself.

"A killer and a thief. Any other crimes I shoukd know about?" Hanma lit his own cigarette and gave Takemichi his lighter to do the same, watching in interest. Knowing that this average, even weak, delinquent was a serial killer made Hanma just naturally interested in everything the blond did. Were their any tell-tales at all?

"A lot actually but we'd be here for a while if I tried to list them." Takemichi lazily smiled around his cigarette and lit it before handing the lighter back, taking a deep drag and blowing it directly at Hanma.

"I'm going to poison your damn coffee." Hanma huffed a laugh with his threat and walked back in the apartment with Takemichi on his tail going and sitting on the bed. He looked to the headboard and noticed a couple old stuffed animals, smiling genuinely at them.

"Do it, I'd be eternally grateful. And your stuffed animals are cute, any of them have names?" Takemichi's tone was nothing but sincere and Hanma looked at him in a bit of light shock, glancing to the aforementioned plush toys and then back at the coffee pot as it finished filling.

"The elephant's name is Hinode, named after this guy that was like an uncle to me. Not the best influence but he kept me fed, sheltered, and alive. The others don't have names." Hanma answered with an uncharacteristically fond smile and Takemichi nodded, looking back at the plushes.

"I have to write the names of mine on the tags, I don't like to forget their names but I usually do. Only one I remember is a little white rabbit plush I named Tsuki. He's a baby toy, rattle in his body, crinkly ears, and buckwheat in his feet but he's my favorite." Takemichi offered that Hanma wasn't alone in having plush animals and the taller huffed a laugh.

"Careful choosing favorites, it hurts their feelings" Hanma brought two mugs of coffee over and sat beside the killer, smoking while he let his coffee cool down.

"Says the one who's only given one of them a name. At least all mine have something to be called." Takemichi laughed out as well and took a sip of the still steaming coffee, enjoying the scald.

"Touché." Hanma laughed out his response and leaned a little against Takemichi, his head on the blond's. Takemichi eased into it and relaxed his head on Hanma's shoulder.

"You're fucking weird for not like.. threatening to turn me in or even trying to get evidence to use as leverage." Takemichi mumbled his words, not needing to speak loud since it was just the two of them so close. Hanma took a drag of his cigarette and Takemichi followed while the noiret blew out the smoke and turned his head so his forehead was against the top of Takemichi's head.

"Would you prefer I did that?" Hanma spoke even quieter, the question partly rhetorical and partly genuine on if that's what Takemichi wanted.

"No.." Takemichi only gave the short but genuine response back, staring down at his coffee. He knew Hanma didn't drug it or anything but the warmth of it, the soothing of the nicotine, and the fading rush of having just killed was making him exhausted.

Hanma seemed to get that as he put out his cigarette on the nightstand on his side and gently took Takemichi's coffee and cigarette so he could set their drinks on the bedside table too. The bleach blond watched in quiet confusion until he was actually being shifted like a ragdoll to lay down on top of the covers with Hanma pulling him close.

"Get some sleep, it's like three in the morning. I'm not going anywhere." Hanma whispered the reassurances and Takemichi looked at him, squinting and staring him in the eyes from inches apart. No matter the hands rubbing his back and their legs tangling together, no matter the care he'd been receiving and the safety he was feeling, he still looked deep into those gold eyes for any sign of a trick and Hanma let him with no qualms.

After a few minutes Takemichi hummed and settled a little.

"Can I borrow a pair of your pajama pants or a shirt or just sleep in my boxers? These are bloody and it's sticking to my legs." Takemichi mumbled the request and Hanma chuckled quietly, nodding and sitting the blond back up at the edge of the bed.

"What would you prefer, bunny? My shirt, my pants, both, or just your boxers?" Hanma walked over to his dresser and started shuffling through while Takemichi watched. The half asleep blond pushed himself to stand and walk over, lightly tugging on the t-shirt Hanma currently wore.

"This and my boxers." Takemichi spoke shamelessly and Hanma looked to him almost lovingly for a moment, stripping off his shirt near immediately and handing it over. Takemichi sat on the bed and, before he could do it himself, Hanma was helping to take his pants off and walking to the kitchen, shuffling the cabinet of cleaning supplies below to find something to remove the blood.

"It won't come out. Take your phone out of the front left pocket and just throw it and the shirt away. I'll borrow some of your stuff to go home, change, and get you your clothes back another night." Takemichi was exhausted but he knew he'd ruined his clothes might not having thoroughly planned this murder. Hanma gave a noise of agreement and tossed his phone onto the bed beside Takemichi before tossing the clothes. A sign of trust, letting Takemichi hold onto the phone.

The blond put it on the nightstand on his side and watched in confusion as Hanma walked over with a warm wet rag and a dry one. His face lit up pink when the taller kneeled in front of him and washed the blood off his legs like he served Takemichi somehow.

"You don't nee-" Takemichi didn't get to finish and let out a small pouty huff as he was interrupted.

"I want to. You're the only one I've trusted besides Hinode to come into this apartment, I usually would rather stab myself with a rusty dull bread knife than let someone in my personal area but.." Hanma sighed and it went without saying that even he was confused by the spontaneous deep trust he had in Takemichi.

Takemichi reached forward and rand his right hand through Hanma's hair while the kneeling teen finished cleaning his legs. Takemichi spread his legs and pulled Hanma into a hug, the older's head resting on Takemichi's chest and listening to his heartbeat.

"Go put the rags away and come to bed with me Shuji. You can sleep on my chest, I'm not going anywhere either." Takemichi spoke softly and kissed the top of Hanma's head. The noiret looked up at him with an expression that was almost pouty.

Hanma didn't intend to look so pouty but he absolutely didn't regret it when it earned him a short but so so sweet kiss to his lips from the serial killer who wore his shirt. While Hanma stood, Takemichi was climbing under the blankets and was being so caring as he repositioned the stuffed animals so none were at risk of falling or getting squished.

The older did as told and changed into pajama pants before getting under the blankets too. Hanma pulled Takemichi close to him all the same but this time Hanma's head was heart-level and he rested against Takemichi's chest with his hair being played with and the blond's other hand rubbing his shoulder and shoulderblades.

They both fell asleep faster and easier than ever before, indescribably comforted by eachother.

Hanma was already awake when Takemichi woke up ten hours later but the noiret hadn't moved hardly at all, still yawning and rubbing his cheek on Takemichi's chest. He'd scooted up a bit to tuck his face into Takemichi's neck while holding the blond close possessively. Hanma didn't want to share the serial killer with anyone, especially not this cuddly and safe side of him.

"Good morning handsome" Takemichi whispered the greeting before yawning and Hanma waited until Takemichi was done to happily kiss him and get a kiss back.

"Good afternoon beautiful bunny" Hanma mumbled his response into the kiss and Takemichi hummed, pressing into it a little more before pulling away and admiring the taller. He ran his hands through the black and blond bedhead with pure affection in his eyes.

"What time is it? I was supposed to go to school today" Takemichi didn't care much for the classes, especially now that he was a timetraveller and knew all the curriculum, so he wasn't upset but he knew his phone probably had a ton of missed calls from Mikey and Hinata.

"A little after one according to the alarm clock on the nightstand behind you" Hanma spoke between soft kisses to Takemichi's neck and collarbones, treasuring every inch of the blond and making sure to show it even as Takemichi grabbed his head to look. "Your phone's rang a bunch."

Hanma loosened his grip, expecting Takemichi to want to immediately go over and check who had contacted him and why, but Takemichi just grumbled that Hanma better hold him again, the noiret doing as asked in confusion.

"They can all fuck off and wait, you're more important." Takemichi mumbled the sincere reason, hugging Hanma around the neck while the golden eyed boy looked at him with love. Takemichi gave a small sleepy smile to the other and got kisses peppered all over his face, both of them ending up grinning.

"You're the most important person to me" Hanma whispered his loving words before directly kissing Takemichi. "I love you so much" He breathed the confession into the kiss and Takemichi pulled him closer, taking his turn to kiss all over Hanma's face.

"You're everything to me and I love you too Hanma Shuji, my most trusted and most important.. My entire world" Takemichi loved getting to be so fully loving, not hiding a single bit of himself but all of him being loved. Hanma felt the same and admired Takemichi like he'd hung the moon and stars, one of his hands combing through dandelion blond hair.

"Is it too early to propose?" Hanma breathed a small laugh with the question but he wasn't exactly joking and it made his heart flutter when Takemichi understood that quick. It made him feel so known.

"How about we get promise rings for now? We can engage, elope, whatever in our own time" Takemichi cooed, completely serious and giggly when Hanma kissed all over his face while repeating 'yes' like a mantra.

"And why don't we go look now? I'm sure there are plenty of other delinquents involved with people in other gangs that aren't traitors." Takemichi gave the suggestion with a chuckle and got a kiss on his lips.

"Yes yes yes. I'll tell you anything you want to know about Valhalla. I'll be the traitor if one of us needs to be." Hanma whispered his promises, loving Takemichi so much more than he cared about any of the taking down Mikey shit. Takemichi gave a happy hum and ran his hands through the black and gold bedhead.

"Well hopefully you won't have to be, reaper.." Takemichi chuckled, rubbing their noses together. He had to admit that he enjoyed that his lover played by his own rules just like Takemichi did. It would make life together so much easier.

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Hie thereee can I request a matchup if its still open of course! I go by she/them and would prefer to be paired with a guy. Traits I'd want in a partner is someone who would have the same/keep up with mines humour so they can laugh at the stupid tweet posts/meme I found, patient towards me, is a gentleman/caring person in general I'm more to a shy person at first, but if you get to know me I can be the loudest person in the room especially if its about my own interests. I make sure no one is left out whenever its in a group setting so we all can have a fun time together (My mbti is infj if it helps out btw!!!) Interests I have would be drawing, graphic design, video/animated mv editing! My love language (Giving) would be quality time and acts of service, (Receiving) would be words of affirmation, quality time, and acts of service. I don't know if I have a dream date honestly but I love those library or museum/art museum dates where you walk around and learn more about the objects. Aquarium dates are fun too as you just can relax with the other person without talking much thank youu and hope I didnt word vomit aohudoasa - ⭐️

I match you with Sugawara Koshi!

✧ Sugawara would definitely be able to match your humor and show you the most stupid memes he found online

✧ if you show him a meme you best believe he is going to be laughing or at least giggling (I feel like he is just laughs over anything)

✧ he is definitely very patient with you no matter what and will always wait up on you (keep in mind this man is a ELEMENTARY SCHOOL TEACHER in the time skip of course he is going to be a very patient person)

✧ obviously he is a gentleman

✧ always opens doors for you and thanks you for the tiniest things ever

✧ definitely loves your shy personality and tries to match the same energy but once he gets to really know you he is always causing chaos and ranting about random things with you especially if it's something you both like

✧ he ADORES that you always try to include everyone and make sure no one is left out. he just thinks it's the kindest thing ever and adores you for that

✧ has a folder to every drawing you've ever given him since he absolutely loves your art even if it's some random doodle he will keep it

✧ sometimes if he sees you editing or working on a graphic design he will just sit next to you and watch. you don't even have to be saying anything he is just so entertained watching you do what you like to do

✧ loves it when you spend time with him even if you're just sitting next to him while he looks through things he appreciates your presence

✧ if you were to do the smallest things for him like get him a snack or help him out with homework he will be the happiest man ever. he just loves it when you do small things for him to help him out or just show you appreciate him. he would also just be very pink in the face

✧ he would definitely compliment you a lot and just reminds you how much he loves and appreciates you

✧ always finds some way to spend time with you whether that be walking in the hallways together or going out together he will always try to make time for you

✧ I feel like he would find a bunch of random trinkets and give them to you just because they reminded him of you

✧ would love taking you out to museums

✧ he always tries to find museums that he thinks you would enjoy to go to

✧ definitely loves going to aquariums with you (I feel like he loves sea animals I don't know why but he specifically loves seahorses)

✧ overall I think you and Sugawara Koshi would have a very balanced and healthy relationship!

Hi anon!! I hope you enjoyed your match up. I instantly thought you would be perfect with Sugawara you both just give off the same vibes. I hope you like it and sorry if it's not super long I tried to think of as many headcannons as I could! don't be scared to request again!