#eugh idk

[skribbledarker]

Expansion upon my last post about a Zosan Vampire AU. I've had a specific scene in my head for a couple of days, but i know i'm never actually gonna write it lol.

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My thinking is that sometime within the three weeks where Sanji is essentially starving himself, the crew docks at an island to stock up on groceries and repair damages done to the Sunny during a run-in with the marines.

This, of course, gives Zoro the perfect chance to find the sleaziest bar around and get as drunk as he can manage with the allowance Nami gave him.

Sanji decides to tag along, his reasoning being that the alcohol in his system will dull his senses and hopefully make the stabbing pain in his intestines go away.

Spoiler alert: It doesn't. All the booze actually does is make Sanji dizzy beyond comprehension, which is not a good combo with him being overstimulated and also feeling like his organs are being ripped out of him at any given moment. So, Zoro has to drag him back to the ship. Like literally drag him, because Sanji is a mess and can barely see straight, let alone stand up.

Sanji is slung over Zoro's back, head in the crook of the swordsman's shoulder, and he knows Zoro is probably scolding him for drinking so much but Sanji is putting all his attention into not sinking his teeth into the flesh there. It only makes the hunger worse.

It's literal torture for him, and by the time Zoro sets him up in the bathroom (presumably because he thinks Sanji is going to puke his guts out), Sanji is on his last straw. "It hurts," Sanji pleads to no one, cheek pressed against the cold porcelain. He feels like someone is stabbing him in the stomach repeatedly. "I can't do this anymore."

Zoro crouches down beside him, understandably very confused. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Sanji doesn't respond, too busy squirming and sweating all over the tile, trying not to pay too much attention to the fact that he can hear Zoro's heartbeat. "Cook, what's wrong?" Zoro tries again, placing a hand on Sanji's forehead to see if he has a fever.

It would be so easy, so incredibly easy for Sanji to grab him by the shoulders and drink to his heart's content.

I want to eat you.

Guilt and shame immediately wash over him. Sanji retches into the bowl.

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skribble actually write the fanfic instead of coming up with a bajillion scenes for this AU level IMPOSSIBLE! also i do have an AO3 with a whopping 1 (ONE) fic posted so if you wanna go check that out feel free!!!

[key0-m0ve-al0ng]

Im going to cry gbye

[mossiagocheese]

[cindol]

im starting to notice gacha games aint my style

[mabepearls]

i need to stop theming my pinned posts around a certain character/layout because it's gonna tie me to that layout forever and ever

[kainekillinggod]

Little vent thingy

I feel bad about not working out. I did for a little bit in December but I stopped bc my joint issues flared up and I got busy with other stuff.

My- I guess bf?? Crazy to say- invited me over tomorrow to his house n said smth about trying out his gym stuff,,

idk. I feel lazy

Ik lazy isn't like. A thing really but still I feel gross

He regularly works out n stuff and im just eughjjs

Ive just started to actually eat food again too, just because Im hungry and food i actually enjoy and I dont wanna go back to not but I just feel idk. Not good enough??

[betonbennett]

hi again miss carrion :)

to answer your question, um, yes, I am owned. and im glad you think im well-trained, though obviously i can't take credit for that

it Would be really nice if we could meet again at some point... it wouldn't have to be romantic, just. you were very nice company, and your bugs are lovely. and id be really happy to go out for coffee again

You were lovely company as well, darling. Both in my opinion and that of the little ones. I would be quite happy to meet again. Although I must admit I'm...somewhat glad for your lack of romantic intentions. That entire ordeal is...strange to me, at times. Even with those I know I love with the entirety of my being, I...ah, well. Perhaps I could even introduce you to my loves, in the future. If that would please you, of course. I'm sure they would find you as adorable as I do.

Do give your owner, or owners, my congratulations, if you're amenable. They have done a wonderful job on you.

[rainbow-bowtie]

the fma brainworms have got a hold on me again and once again, every time i look at ed i think i want long hair. i genuinely think i could rock ed’s haircut but this brings up questions of Gender. much to think about

[fraternum-momentum]

uh

[heartkaji]

WOAH UR PINNED IS SO COOL

COME HERE IM GOING TO KISS YOUU 💞💞

girl to girl do u think i should make it pink tho 💔 IDKKK I HAYE ORANGE ☹️☹️

[logicallyblind]

you don’t understand l. i need batman to be weirdly good with babies. i mean, objectively when in a group of people the one dressed in an entirely military level reinforced fighting suit with a bat cowl should objectively be the last peroson someone should hand a baby to and yet. batman was the only one in an entire unit of 17 people who could calm the hysteric infant while waiting for child services to arrive on the scene and take the responsibility off the bat.

but it keeps happening. any incident which involveds a child in any form it is sent batmans way if the means allow it. and batman just,, let’s it happen. you’re not going to see him complaining in participating an experience like that was prior, inheritely one that one would be saved for couples only but,,, idk batman just chilling with a small army of toddlers and infants who fear no god so why would they fear the man that just emits safety and care yk?

the adults in the room are both terrified and impressed by their gaul lmfaoo

[shouyuus]

making hickeys. on vi’s abs. thats all.

send me vi thirsts and i'll give u my hand in marriage

kissing down her abs till she's gasping, and she'd make the prettiest noises, wouldn't she? little pitched whines and bitten-off keens at the back of her throat, her fingers spearing through your hair, her hands uncertain of what to do -- whether to press you closer or to pull you away; there's a gasp stuck in her throat, heat coiling in her stomach, a disparate, untamed hunger licking up the length of her spine, tingling down her arms as she does her damned-well best not to flip you both and pin you beneath her.

but a part of her wants this too, yearns for the softness with which you treat her, the back-arching sweetness that collects beneath your tongue as you press kiss after kiss along the defined lines of her abs.

at first, to tease her, to watch them flex and relax, the lines carving into her skin like footprints on a tide-strewn beach. but then, after a while, you'd fallen into the well of her hitching breaths, the darling little moans she tries to tuck into the sides of her cheeks, no matter how often you tell her that you love her noises.

"p-princess -- please --"

her voice is ragged, though you've not moved an inch below her belly button, she already sounds debauched.

"but i'm not doing anything," you tease, grinning as you pillow your cheek against her now hickey-marked abs. she puffs out a breath, carding her fingers through your hair to stroke at your neck.

"if people knew how mean you really were --"

you lean down to nip at the line just above the waistband of her pants, making her hips jump up, her head tipping back as she gasps.

"i'm not mean." though you can't help the smirk that twists your lips as you catch her looking back down at you with those dark, blown-out pupils, her lashes fluttering, gaze half-lidded with want.

"such a pretty little liar," she says, with no malice at all, rubbing a thumb along your cheek. you crinkle your nose at her words, sighing as you finally relent and sit back up, letting her pull you across the length of her body for a long, heart-settling kiss.

"its your fault, you know," you murmur, after she lets you pull away, her hand still at the back of your neck, holding you close. she chuckles, her voice low.

"my fault?"

"yeah. for having such kiss-able abs."

she laughs then, the sound bright as windchimes, and just as sweet.

"right, right," she says, tucking you more comfortably into her side, "it's all my fault, and you're just a sad slave of consequence to my extremely kiss-able abs, right?"

you grin, nuzzling deeper into her embrace, "right. as long as you know it."

vi laughs again, dropping a kiss into the seam of your hair.

"yeah. trust me, pretty girl. i do."

[sharksandjays]

something about tim being covered, marred in scars. in horrible knotted ugly scars and kon being spotless.

something about tim being so undeniably human with scars that litter his face while in a team of people with not even a blemish on their skin.

wonder how he feels about that

[mabepearls]

hmm. does this drawing actually look bad or is internalized fatphobia just telling me she looks bad

[skrunksthatwunk]

non-comprehensive haruhi autism creature comp

i mean just look at him she's literally

[bennetsbonnet]

In that post about Joe Wright avoiding bonnets in p&p 2005 for being “too clichéd” (wtf), you said “and the disdain he clearly has for said author which manifests in various ways”. Could you elaborate on that? (asking only out of interest, not disagreement)

Absolutely (the post anon refers to) it's always a pleasure! Though I will say before starting, I'm not bashing 2005 for the sake of it and no one is "wrong" for enjoying it. For me, it's not about fan wars/arguing about which adaptation is best... I just really care about Pride and Prejudice as a novel and I get frustrated when the beautiful, timeless story is distorted!

My main problem with the 2005 adaptation is how much it misrepresents the characters and changes the speech from the snappy, witty dialogue that Jane Austen wrote into something entirely different. Not only do I believe that it does not need updating for C21st audiences (though it might sound a little strange to the modern ear at first,you quickly get used to it) but that dialogue is what really stood out to me and charmed me when I first read it and I don't care for it being rewritten into either something that is either worse than what is found in the novel, or entirely changes the characterisation.

The one that particularly irks me is Darcy's 'bewitched me body and soul' dialogue as, to me, book!Darcy's confession to Elizabeth of when he fell in love with her:

'I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.'

is so beautiful and romantic. Why change that? Additionally, this man is not awkward, he can make romantic speeches, he doesn't need to trip over telling her he loves her. And I've previously discussed here why I think Darcy saying he is bewitched by Elizabeth is out of character.

There are many such cases in the film, but that is amongst the worst to me, perhaps only alongside Darcy's first proposal and how much Lady Catherine's visit and confrontation was watered down (and why did it take place in the middle of the night???).

I suppose he didn't write the script so perhaps I cannot blame him entirely for that... but it goes beyond dialogue, to how the actors were directed and the contempt shown for the period it was set in, which is bizarre when making a period drama.

I think it's quite apparent that JW desperately wanted to make Pride and Prejudice into a Brontësque romance with sweeping landscapes and dramatic weather. I suppose you can argue he did that successfully, but it came entirely at the expense of it being the story that Jane Austen wrote. There are lighthearted, humorous moments too but very few of them feature dialogue actually written by Austen ('what excellent boiled potatoes' springs to mind).

He misunderstood and consequently misrepresented Elizabeth and Darcy's dynamic to the point that they are hardly recognisable to the characters Jane Austen created. 2005!Darcy is so painfully shy and pathetic, that when contrasted with such an impertinent and sarcastic Elizabeth, it just seems like she's bullying a smol bean who struggles in social situations. You cannot emphasise Elizabeth's sassiness while making Darcy such a pathetic specimen, it just doesn't work. She isn't the witty, charming character from the novel anymore.

The period inaccuracy is absolutely baffling in ways beyond costumes, beyond the lack of bonnets and that one scene where one of the sisters is having her corset tied so tightly. For me, the worst offences are:

The bleachers at the Meryton assembly. Not only wildly historically inaccurate but makes Elizabeth look like a gossip and an eavesdropper, rather than an innocent party insulted by a rich snob.

The pig running through Longbourn and generally everything about Longbourn itself. The Bennets are not on the same level of wealth as Darcy and Bingley but they are not some poor farmers, with a scruffy house. Elizabeth is very much of the same class as Darcy.

Chatsworth is absolutely, definitively NOT Pemberley. It is explicitly mentioned in the text as featuring in their tour of the Peaks so consequently it CANNOT be Pemberley. It's far too grand an estate for an untitled gentleman. Darcy is rich but Chatsworth is another level.

I care about this because the landscaping is not at all correct as it's very artificial, whereas Pemberley is renowned for its natural beauty. It might not seem like much but it really is a huge part of why Elizabeth fell for him!

Another reason Chatsworth shouldn't have been used is because Elizabeth seeing a portrait of Darcy and looking into his eyes rather than a bust with holes is crucial, as I explained here.

This is all disappointing but I do feel like I could get over it if the characterisation was adequate. Unfortunately, I barely recognise any of them.

Mr Bennet is not a cute fatherly figure. Him not accompanying them to the Meryton assembly is a plot point to underscore his bone idleness. Yes, his relationship with Elizabeth is very sweet and he loves her a lot... but that does not a good father make!

The total character assassination of Mr Bingley... who is not a clueless himbo. As if Jane Bennet would ever fall for a man like that, or Jane Austen would ever write a character like that (except to be the object of ridiculue).

I do not know in what universe Charlotte Lucas, the pragmatic voice of reason would say 'we are all fools in love.' And the 'I'm 27 years old' monologue is just not something I can ever picture her saying... she wasn't a frightened, timid little creature whatsoever.

Wickham isn't bad enough. What he did to Georgiana is blink and you'll miss it, and when he returns with Lydia, Elizabeth glares at him a bit and that's it? The elopement is also resolved very quickly, there is no real tension with it.

The key story beats are butchered too. Especially the letter, not just in how short it is but in the way Darcy hands it to Elizabeth. I think I remember reading something about how JW couldn't imagine how Darcy would be in the room with her, so he just made it like a dream sequence... aka he put his own creative desires over what's in the novel, when Darcy seeking Elizabeth out to hand it to her is very important. Not least, because it shows the length he's prepared to go to in order to set the record straight as it was breaking social convention for a man to write a letter like that to a woman he wasn't related to or engaged to.

That quote, among others, just shows he had a desire to do things differently and it seems to be because he thinks he can do it 'better.' It's bizarre because why bother adapting a classic which is anchored to its time when you blatantly have disdain for it? It's like doing a war film without army uniforms and guns.

Everything I've read from him, he just seems like a smug film bro that believes that he got it 'right' and people had been Missing The Point the entire until he came along. No, you weren't onto anything new. There are certain things, like bonnets, that tend to be in period dramas. And Jane Austen is very literal with her meanings, for the most part. There isn't a new way to interpret her works.

For a film entitled Pride and Prejudice there isn't a great deal of pride or prejudice... it's really just a poor shy boi, who stands there and fidgets with his gloves while not saying anything, and his girlboss, who uses towels that have been getting wet on the line outside to dry herself after coming in from a rainstorm.