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son boy raccoon trash can man suffering in a dnd au as a cleric bc his warlock will not stop committing murders and he has to keep coming up with reasons murder is valid to convince the gm its fine and under control
#my characters#oops i fell in love#right is trying his best in the au to think about all the logic behind killing someone despite being a cleric SPECIFICALLY#bc he refuses to hurt anyone irl or in dnd and ok fine their warlock can have a little murder as a treat#and the body count is adding up and hes like ... so tired..... please can you not kill for five minutes im running out of excuses#fwiw he has the weird logic of the group in the base plot and the guy who is the gm here#is v open about ok but if we ask right then hell give an unhinged answer completely thought out and rationalized#and in fact asks him hey i know you refuse to hurt people but im having a debate with these two coworkers#if you had to commit a crime for aaaaaanyone on the planet who would you commit a crime for#and he doesnt even hesitate to say luca obviously to which the asker is like WHAT ABOUT MY DAUGHTER#YOU WANNA MARRY HER AND WONT COMMIT A CRIME FOR HER? but LUCA? of all people???? not even brent?#and right is just so confused because first off brent would probably be the one committing a crime for him without being forced#(brent agrees with this statement with a shrug) and second off luca has really weird coworkers and thought he was getting stalked for a bit#due to a misunderstanding with said one weird coworker so yeah obviously right would threaten the guy with a gun which is illegal and#third and final how could he face his beloved angel (the daughter mentioned above) if he was a criminal#he cant tarnish a sweet little innocent girls opinion by committing a crime IN HER NAME gosh fuck off with that attitude#he has STANDARDS thank you very much#and the three at the table are all like okay yeah that was really thought out on the fly youre right#also brent do not commit any crimes for him please and brent just nods in agreement bc ok he wont commit a crime unprompted#also hi animal crossing emotes are so fun to doodle for bye#once again i am baffled by how different the colors look on my laptop in the art program vs posting to tumblr#im going to go insane at how different they look#IM COLOR PICKING FOR MY OWN OCS AND ITS SO WRONG LOOKING IDK MAN
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π”π”žπ”ͺ𝔒𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱π”₯𝔒 π”‰π”žπ”©π”©π”’π”«
( Mairon / Sauron's HC redemption yearning wannabe ; post-canon )
β­‘ felt sad for my ginger villain so i wrote a lil something for my delulu self
β­‘ headcanon of Mairon / Sauron’s possible redemption ; only if he wasn’t stubborn/cowardice/bitter enough to seek for it (which it’s up to us fans to believe what we want. i believe he might after many ages pass and his own anger eats itself)
β­‘ short 'what if'
β­‘ post-canon ; probably set somewhere in post Fourth Age
β­‘ i’m also sucker for redemption arcs, especially for those who weren’t truly evil in their core
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π‘­π’π’“π’ˆπ’Šπ’—π’π’†π’”π’” π’•π’‚π’Œπ’†π’” 𝒂𝒏 π’‚π’ˆπ’†.
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑒𝑑, π‘œπ‘›π‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘ π‘’π‘‘, 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘–π‘š, π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’ π‘›π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘šπ‘’π‘Žπ‘›π‘–π‘›π‘”.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘  π‘œπ‘“ 𝑀𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒-π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘β„Ž β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘‘. 𝐢𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠 π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙. πΊπ‘’π‘›π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›π‘  π‘œπ‘“ 𝑀𝑒𝑛 π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π·π‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘£π‘’π‘  𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑑 π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑑, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘–π‘Ÿ 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 π‘Žπ‘  𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘“π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘ π‘π‘’π‘π‘˜ π‘œπ‘“ π‘ π‘›π‘œπ‘€. π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘¦ 𝐸𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑑 π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘ˆπ‘›π‘‘π‘¦π‘–π‘›π‘” πΏπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘ , π‘œπ‘›π‘™π‘¦ π‘Ž 𝑓𝑒𝑀 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘Žπ‘–π‘›, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘šπ‘–π‘‘π‘ π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š, π‘œπ‘›π‘™π‘¦ π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘’π‘šπ‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘.
𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘˜ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’π‘ , π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ β„Žπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘‘π‘œ π‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘  π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘™π‘–π‘π‘’, β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘€π‘› π‘žπ‘’π‘–π‘’π‘‘, π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘”π‘œπ‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘›.
𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž 𝑖𝑑 π‘Žπ‘™π‘™, β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘Žπ‘šπ‘’π‘‘ - π’π’‚π’Žπ’†π’π’†π’”π’”, π’‡π’π’“π’Žπ’π’†π’”π’”, π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘Ž π‘€β„Žπ‘–π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑑.
𝑂𝑛𝑐𝑒 π‘’π‘π‘œπ‘› π‘Ž π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’, β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘–π‘’π‘ , π‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘‘ π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘–π‘  𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘œ π‘Ž π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘œπ‘“ π‘π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ.
π‘π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘œπ‘“ 𝑖𝑑 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘Žπ‘–π‘›π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘¦π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑅𝑖𝑛𝑔 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘›π‘œ π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’. 𝐼𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘¦π‘’π‘‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘€π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘ π·π‘œπ‘œπ‘š, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž 𝑖𝑑, π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 β„Žπ‘–π‘š π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘™π‘œπ‘ π‘‘.
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𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 π‘‘π‘€π‘–π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘, β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘Žπ‘šπ‘’π‘‘, π‘›π‘œ π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ 𝑔𝑒𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘π‘Žπ‘‘β„Ž. 𝐻𝑒 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘›π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, π‘›π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘™, π‘›π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘’ π‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘π‘’. 𝐻𝑒 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘™π‘¦ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘“π‘‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑑, π‘€π‘Žπ‘‘π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’ π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ π‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘ π‘’π‘  β„Žπ‘–π‘š 𝑏𝑦.
𝐻𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘Ž π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘”π‘œπ‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘› π‘šπ‘’π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘¦.
𝐼𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘–π‘›π‘”, π‘ π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘”π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘”π‘›π‘Žπ‘€π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘š, π‘Ž β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘€β„Žπ‘œ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘“π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘š π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘š π‘™π‘œπ‘€. 𝐻𝑒 π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π»π‘Žπ‘“π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘€β„Žπ‘œ 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘‘π‘œπ‘œπ‘š, π‘›π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘›π‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ π‘›π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’. π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ 𝑒𝑦𝑒, 𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛.
𝐻𝑒 π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘›π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’ π‘œπ‘“ 𝑀𝑒𝑛, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘‰π‘Žπ‘™π‘Žπ‘Ÿ, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 πΈπ‘Ÿπ‘’ πΌπ‘™π‘’Μπ‘£π‘Žπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘–π‘šπ‘ π‘’π‘™π‘“. 𝐻𝑒 π‘ π‘’π‘’π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘“π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘‘π‘’π‘“π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘£π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘‘, 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑒 β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘˜π‘’π‘› π‘ π‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘, π‘‘π‘œ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘› π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘˜ π‘€β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘–π‘ .
𝐴𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘–π‘  β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’π‘  π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘›, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘β„Ž π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘”π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ π‘˜π‘–π‘™π‘™ π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’, π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’ π‘ π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘  𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘œπ‘“ π‘€π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘ .
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𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘  π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘β„Ž π‘π‘’π‘”π‘Žπ‘› π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘π‘–π‘š, π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘£π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘π‘’β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘™π‘¦ π‘’π‘šπ‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›. 𝐼𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘›, 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘žπ‘’π‘–π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘“π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘β„Ž π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘“π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦, π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘’π‘šπ‘π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘’π‘ π‘  π‘π‘’π‘”π‘Žπ‘› π‘‘π‘œ 𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛. πΌπ‘›π‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘, β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘Ž β„Žπ‘œπ‘™π‘™π‘œπ‘€ π‘Žπ‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘›π‘œ π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘›π‘œ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘›π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙.
π‘Šπ‘–π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’, π‘€β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘’? 𝐴 π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑀𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒-π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘β„Ž, π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘π‘’π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘β„Ž, 𝑒π‘₯𝑖𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘π‘™π‘–π‘£π‘–π‘œπ‘›. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘šπ‘π‘–π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘ π‘’π‘’π‘šπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘›π‘œπ‘€, π‘Žπ‘  𝑖𝑓 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘π‘’π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’π‘œπ‘›π‘’ 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒.
π‘‡π‘œ π‘€β„Žπ‘œπ‘š 𝑑𝑖𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘π‘’π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘” 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’?
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π‘€π‘œπ‘ π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’, β„Žπ‘’ 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑 π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘›π‘” 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘–π‘›π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π΅π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘-π‘‘π‘’Μ‚π‘Ÿ, β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘›π‘”β„Žπ‘œπ‘™π‘‘. π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘› 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘›π‘’, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘ π‘œ, β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘œπ‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘›π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑑. 𝐡𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘˜π‘›π‘’π‘ π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ π‘’π‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›π‘  π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘”π‘œπ‘›π‘’. 𝐼𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’ π‘›π‘œπ‘€, π‘šπ‘’π‘β„Ž π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ β„Žπ‘–π‘š.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’, 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, π‘Žπ‘  π‘π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’π‘  π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘ π‘’π‘‘, β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘’π‘”π‘Žπ‘› π‘‘π‘œ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘“π‘™π‘’π‘π‘‘ - π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘› β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘£π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’π‘ , 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘œπ‘› β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘‘π‘’π‘“π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘ . π‘π‘œπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘› β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ, 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘œπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘’π‘šπ‘π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘’π‘ π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘™π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦π‘  π‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘š.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’ π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ π‘€β„Žπ‘’π‘› β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ 𝑖𝑑𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓. π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘‘π‘šπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘™π‘’ π‘€οΏ½οΏ½οΏ½οΏ½π‘–π‘Ž, π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ 𝑏𝑦 π‘šπ‘Žπ‘›π‘¦. 𝐴 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘“π‘‘π‘ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘› π‘€β„Žπ‘œ π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ β„Žπ‘’π‘™π‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘‘ π‘π‘’π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘Ž π‘π‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’. 𝐴 π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘£π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π΄π‘’π‘™π‘’Μˆ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘†π‘šπ‘–π‘‘β„Ž. 𝑂𝑓 π‘‰π‘Žπ‘™π‘Žπ‘Ÿ, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑦𝑒𝑑 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘¦ 𝑏𝑦 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘šπ‘œπ‘ π‘‘ 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š.
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑑 π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π‘‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘  π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘”π‘œπ‘‘β„Ž, π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š β„Žπ‘–π‘š. 𝐻𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦π‘’π‘‘ 𝑏𝑦 β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘Žπ‘šπ‘π‘–π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›, π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘Žπ‘‘π‘šπ‘–π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›, π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’π‘‘, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 π‘“π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ.
π΅π‘’π‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’, 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑒𝑛𝑑, π‘π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑖𝑠 π‘Žπ‘™π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦π‘  π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘ . 𝐼𝑑 π‘Žπ‘‘π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘‘π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘‘π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑑.
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘–π‘β„Ž π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘›?
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π‘‡β„Žπ‘œπ‘ π‘’ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦π‘  𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑 π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘‘π‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘šπ‘ , 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ β„Žπ‘–π‘š π‘›π‘œπ‘€, 𝑒𝑛𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛.
𝐴𝑠 β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘“π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘  π‘€β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘”π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›π‘  π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›; π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘”π‘ , π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘“π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘œπ‘“ π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘’π‘‘π‘¦. π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘π‘¦ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘, π‘Ž π‘—π‘œπ‘¦ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘”.
𝐻𝑒 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž π‘‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›, β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘“π‘’π‘π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘‘, π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘™π‘¦ 𝑏𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘”π‘  π‘‘π‘œ β„Žπ‘–π‘  𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘œπ‘›π‘¦ 𝑏𝑒 π‘Žπ‘β„Žπ‘–π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘‘. π‘π‘œπ‘€, 𝑖𝑛 β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘›π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿ-π‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘–π‘›π‘” 𝑠𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘Žπ‘€ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘œπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘œπ‘“ 𝑖𝑑. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 π‘Žπ‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘π‘‘π‘  β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘™π‘¦ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘š π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘–π‘› π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑦𝑒𝑑, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘£π‘’π‘‘ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘  𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒.
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘ π‘‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘Ž π‘“π‘Žπ‘–π‘›π‘‘ π‘“π‘™π‘–π‘π‘˜π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘“ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’, π‘Žπ‘› π‘’π‘šπ‘œπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑛 π‘Žπ‘”π‘’π‘ . πΉπ‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘ π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’ 𝑖𝑛 π‘Žπ‘’π‘œπ‘›π‘ , β„Žπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘šπ‘ π‘’π‘™π‘“ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 π‘€π‘’π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘“π‘Žπ‘–π‘™π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘ . 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘£π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘¦π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘π‘’ β„Žπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ, π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘£π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘π‘’β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘‘ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘‘π‘’π‘£π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›.
𝐻𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 π‘œπ‘“ π΄π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘Ž, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑒𝑛𝑑 π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦π‘ . π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘›π‘œ π·π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘˜ πΏπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘›π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘€π‘Žπ‘–π‘Ž 𝑖𝑛 β„Žπ‘–π‘š. 𝐻𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘›π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘”. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑒𝑑, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘›π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘”π‘›π‘’π‘ π‘ , π‘Ž π‘žπ‘’π‘–π‘’π‘‘ π‘£π‘œπ‘–π‘π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘”π‘Žπ‘› π‘‘π‘œ π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘˜.
𝐼𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘£π‘œπ‘–π‘π‘’ π‘œπ‘“ π’šπ’†π’‚π’“π’π’Šπ’π’ˆ. 𝐴 π‘¦π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘›π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ, 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘π‘’. 𝐴 π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘π‘’ β„Žπ‘’, 𝑖𝑛 β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘π‘’ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘”π‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’, β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑒𝑑 β„Žπ‘–π‘šπ‘ π‘’π‘™π‘“ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘ π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”.
𝐴 π‘¦π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘›π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘.
πΉπ‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘οΏ½οΏ½π‘–π‘œπ‘›.
𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 π’‰π’π’Žπ’†.
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masonjarart Β· 7 months
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begging q!philza to take his kid literally drowning himself more seriously instead of just brushing it off as a joke like sit down and comfort that child please he is literally screaming at you that he is not okay fit is one of my main povs and ramon does shit like that all the time you can tell the difference between an egg being silly and dramatic vs them being unable to handle big emotions and not knowing how to express it these are children children who have been through very traumatic things and experienced their siblings dieing at a young age they understand death means they will never see that person again and q!tubbo is chayannes best friend and now some weird thing is saying strange things about him and your dad is telling you that he's dead but it will be okay? hows a kid supposed to react to that? someone please hug this child
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the-moon-pal Β· 9 months
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Thinking of Snake Actor Mark surprisingly and now I'm thinking of running with an idea HDHDH
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peppermintpegis Β· 10 months
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netflix one piece live action feels a little like fanfic in that it makes sure it hits all the important notes but doesnt do all the work to make them hit which works in fic where the reader is supposed to bring all the emotional story investment from the original but doesnt work in a multi million adaptation that is supposed to be able to stand on its own or even serve as an intro to the series. it even does this in service to have more koby and helmeppo gay moments in this essay i w
#one piece#opla#the fleshing out of koby and helmeppo is like honestly good its a beacon of light its truly really fun#and all the actors are great it is just what they are given .#they didnt let nami do any real betraying. they didnt even have her steal the merry!! she just stole the map that they added in!!!!#ddont get me started on the gutting of sanjis intro. i dont give a shit about if don krieg appears or not i need to see this guy fuckin#feed the hand thats about to kill him im going to start shaking like a dog.#im almost madder krieg appeared for just a little id rather have that time be used for. anything else really.#like have one of arlongs guys starved half to death when they get to arlong park!or idk anything! no gin appears look its gin! you know him#sanji doesnt even get to beat the shit out of a shitty guest. like i guess he does a little but it feels so blink and you miss it#+the first like two eps were good!! buggys great hes scary and weird and fun. i dont mind that he sticks around longer in theory#but the way he is comedic relief instead of basically every character having funny bits is like. ahghhhgggg. its a symptom of this really#mean and edgy feeling the whole thing has. like the removal of people missing usopps pirate calling :( and how cocoyashi didnt know#nami was working to help them. like p. please. can we have caring and bonds in this world?? trust and love???#anyway. sorry for having expectations of a netflix show im so close to putting this into a more proper form rather than tags. just to get i#all out of my system cause fuck man.#anyway solid 7/10 not as bad as it couldve been
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camels-pen Β· 11 months
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can't sleep so have vampire Usopp drabble with sanuso~
Just imagine Usopp showing up after exploring some island on his own, bloodied, limping, leaving streaks of blood all over the place
Sanji left on ship watching duty, is cooking in the kitchen, idly checking with Haki every once in a while to make sure no one unfamiliar shows up
He notices Usopp coming but is right in the middle of something- making food for lunch when everyone returns, but also hashing out food supplies he'll need to buy once it's his turn to leave the ship
So when Usopp shows up, Sanji's distracted, maybe looking at his list, and maybe there's something like this:
"San...ji." There was some odd dragging sound. "Blood."
"Blood?" Sanji looked up from his list and nearly jumped out of his skin. "What the hell happened?!" He jumped the railing to land in front of Usopp, hands uselessly fluttering about his bloodied and broken body. He had to be standing just through pure willpower alone.
"Hun...gry."
Food. Right, yes, Sanji could do food. He could take Usopp up to the infirmary and bring him a plate.
Sanji settled on putting his hands on Usopp's shoulders. His skin was freezing through his shirt. "I've already made heaps for lunch, but I need to patch you up first. Just tell me what you want and I'll bring it to the infirmary."
"Wa...nt."
"Yeah,"-Sanji nodded, starting to get more concerned with the slow responses-"anything you want, Usopp."
"Any... thing?"
"Anything."
With a strength and speed Sanji wasn't expecting, Usopp slammed both of Sanji's wrists against the wall.
"Blood."
Before Sanji could say anything, before he could even take another breath, Usopp surged down to his neck and bit him.
Sanji was about ready to kick him away, regardless of Usopp's current state, and fuming about being caught up in some stupid prank, when he felt the first suck.
"H-Hey Usopp, are you..." serious? Conscious? Under some weird devil fruit power? Sanji didnt know what to ask first.
He never got the chance to figure it out either, as a wave of pure, toe-curling pleasure washed through him. In his surprise, he didn't have time to tone down the full blown moan that slipped his lips.
Usopp continued sucking, though his grip on Sanji's wrists had slackened. His own pleased groans were loud as he drank, the noises right next to Sanji's ear and making it burn with a growing heat.
Whatever this was, Sanji needed to stop it. As a man who needed to defend his love of women, and only women, he couldn't get worked up just by some stupid-
Hun... gry. Usopp had said. Blood.
That- there's no way. Sanji was far past not believing in legends and myths, and his old man was never one to pull his leg on that kind of stuff.
But even Sanji had thought, or maybe hoped, that vampires weren't real.
And for it to be Usopp- Usopp of all people. Sanji knocked his head back against the wall, tears falling freely as his lip wobbled.
"Fuck, fuck!"
The sucking stopped.
Usopp pulled away just enough to look up at Sanji. The way his head was angled, Sanji could see horrific looking bite marks all along his neck, shoulders, under his jaw, down his collar, and disappearing under his shirt.
He had to pause a moment, imagining Usopp having stumbled into a coven's territory. Alone. Probably looking for cool bugs or something else inconsequential, unknowing that he would die within moments.
Sanji hoped it was quick, at least. He hoped this coven wasn't like the one in his books; the ones who would draw it out for as long as possible. Usopp had been gone only a few hours and he must've hobbled to the ship on his own, which could've taken a while, and-
And Usopp was still staring at him, silent, eyes blank, and lips stained red with blood. Sanji's blood.
It hadn't been long since breakfast, but being killed and having all of the blood sucked out of him would probably work up a big appetite.
And, well, Sanji would never let a crewmate go hungry.
So, he put one hand to the back of Usopp's hair- his hair, not his hat, free of it's usual ponytail and covered in leaves and dirt and blood- and guided him back to his neck. Usopp made a questioning noise.
Sanji closed his eyes, let a shaky smile show on his face. He brought his other hand up to press Usopp closer.
"I did say anything, didn't I?"
Usopp didn't respond. After a moment, Sanji felt him lick at the bite marks he left behind- pinpricks compared to the wounds littering his own dark skin- and then, carefully, fit his mouth into those same marks. Once again, he began to drink, this time at a much slower pace.
Regardless of the speed or the gentleness, Sanji still had to fight not to give away how much he was truly enjoying this.
(and then the crew shows up lmao)
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synthshenanigans Β· 10 months
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man im so normal about his music
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so god damn normal
My last.fm is only so better lol
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askfpslol Β· 10 months
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oh and also nobody asked but here is my redesign of p3 + 3d model. im so cool and awesome and im so good at character design on god
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citrine-elephant Β· 9 months
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there is nothing strictly heterosexual about the way leon looks at other men, i swear
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beedreamscape Β· 1 year
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I think what is missing with 4-sided Dive that Talks Machina had was a third party to have those character discussions with. It's not the same with a fellow PC. Also someone with interviewing abilities, sometimes I feel like they meander so much.
And I do like to watch them talk, I do watch old episodes of AWNP, fireside chat, etc, but for discussing the game/campaign I think the mechanics of it muddles with the flow.
I personally feel no value is added from the tower of inquiry or the cup questions, though I don't mind the game playing at the end since at this point who had their curiosity satisfied can simply leave, but answering while playing which they tried doing at least once I watched didn't work at all.
Edit: Btw when I say no value is added I mean the format (being in a cup, pulling from the tower) and not the questions themselves.
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motherforthefamicom Β· 1 month
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I feel like I should listen to zebrahead I have no idea what goes on there but I've heard so many mixed things I feel like I need to know now
oh my god okay so like. i would say no cuz theyre honestly really mid. but also i have this playlist with their whole discography if ur interested… :3
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duckduckngoose Β· 2 years
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Dang I'm rll brainrotting this au huh
#the duck quacks#idk if i posted ab it before#but bassicly; mechs au were all the albums survivors band toghether#(aka Lyffrasir Briar Rose and Arthur (Cinders and Deadelus might be added too but im unsure)#(mostly considering in the timeline of this fic. TBI and HNOC happened at the same time. while OUATIS happened 20-100 years ago)#time between UOATIS and the rest mostly depends on what route im taking#since im considering making everyone immortal (Lyf with bifrost BS. Briar doesnt age and is v resistant due to being build as the main#main war machine. Arthur *might* get mechanized eventually)#(i also have DTTM style final deaths for all of them except Briar (not sure if i want her death to mirror he time she spend as sleeping#beauty. or if its like roses death. or if it fits with the additional backstory shes gettinf with the time skip between UOATIS and the#other albums#Lyf has the most concrete death: they find a planet being threathened with a similait event to TBI and they manage to evacuate everyone.#but is the last one left behind and is consumed by the chaos#Arthur flings himself into the sun. the details aren't clear yet but i want that point)#anyways the fic is actually all of them slowly becoming a crew and traveling toghether (fhe deaths were just a drabble thing for today)#ive already written some of the fic and the current plot is#Lyf flees the bifrost while Arthur is send out of the lifepod > Lyf eventualyl (after a month or so) finds Arthur and brings him in >#they travel around toghether for a bit until they find Briar* (ill explain more ab her later) > she joins the crew aswell > bonding bonding#>the crew finds the mechanisms (either because they saw a concert for them on accidrnt. bc arthur is very wounded and they could save him#or a combo) > im not sure yet i didnt plan that far#*also for briar rose: her idea for leavijg is either that she actually stayed witb Cinders for a while. but she doesnt reallt age and#cinders succumbs to old age. so she doesnt really have a reason to stay anymore#or cinders and Briar break apart due to confusing feelings regarding shes sthe clons of the wife that died in cinders arms#OR Cinders and briar are still toghether. but after king coles war they dont really have anything to stay for anymorw consedring almost#everyone they cared ab is dead#(this will also make the timeskip between arcs change depending on which route i take)#so yeah#there is a fic for this in the works but im unsure abott posting jt (ifs more a for fun project than a quality project)#i might eventually make a tag for this and post more i dunno#i have lots of additional plotbits i didnt get into (me giving the entire crew alien traits. the crews relations to the Mechs etc etc)
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waywardsalt Β· 2 years
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before i actually go through the phantom hourglass manga to critique it i’m going to quickly just toss out a bullet point list of things i actually liked in the ph manga
- i like how the stuff w/ tetra in the first chapter not only sets her up but serves to contrast how she is as a captain vs. how linebeck initially is as a captain. the line β€˜as captain, nothing is more important than the lives of my crew’ specifically
- link’s cute. hes just a little guy
- i’m a big fan of the added detail that linebeck tends to stick out his bottom lip. it fits really well with his character. as a smaller side note i like the way his nose is drawn. i just like the shape they went with lol
- the bit with the point card for eddo’s garage that is specifically noted to be Not In The Video Game is good
- for all intents and purposes what is done with the bellumbeck fight is really good
thats it everything else i either feel neutral about or hate/feel frustrated with
#salty talks#bitching about the loz manga#anyways i think its also worth adding some of my personal opinions about ph in general to add some context for my later opinions#i dont like jolene. like to a visceral degree. i dont know why but im physically incapable of enjoying her.#which is bizarre bc like??? i think griffith is a great character i think makima is fascinating. but jolene ph is the one i cannot stand#i hate her because i think she's fucking annoying and isn't justified in half of what she does but like. why the visceral hatred. idk#maybe its a side effect of my rabid linebeck special interest. anyways sorry i think shes awful#in all fairness tho to me shes actually better in the manga#also. i dont actually like fatherly linebeck stuff much and dont read him as being fatherly towards link so i wont talk abt that stuff#uhhh i think linebecks arc in the game is really good and i also think that the normal order of the three final bosses is great#i also think that the second half of the game has some good stuff in it even if it's less plot-heavy compared to the first half#i think that phantom hourglass has genuine unique potential to be fantastic if given an extended adaptation that gives a shit#and that is partially why im going to spend a bit more time on this one#i will also say that despite whatever i say abt this one i do admit that i like and appreciate it. it still has problems tho#why'd they do astrid like that. i dont like manga astrid. i dont like her design or most of her dialogue.#why was she weird to linebeck like that. be nice to him. hes clearly gay#as far as im concerned at least
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thecherrygod Β· 2 years
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i am. making a mistake
#my posts#im. very depressed. in a bad state. and also ill and unsure if im actually becoming feverish. and its midnight#i. am struggling emotionally and with a class and with motivation and i guess im also underwhelmed#like i have. shit to do. and things id rather be doing. im doing none im just sitting there feeling useless#i. just told a classmate i didnt start my assignment at all yet not even read the material#and he said it makes sense you were a bit sick im sure youll feel better and be able to do it#and i told him that hes wrong bc i would have been able to at least read the material before getting sick#and that if i was doing okay i would still be in the same situation#i. i dont. think i should be having this conversation with him#i dont. know why im doing this. i want to kms#i mean he has talked to me once when he was struggling he broke the mental illness barrier but i dont think i should be passing it either#i feel like i should stop saying whatever the fuck i am saying idk why i started idk if its too late for that#editing my tags to ad more bc i dont want to make another postabout this#yes i made a mistake. idk how to reply without going further into the conversation#'you could do what you told me and do the text to speech thing you sometimes do when you struggle to focus' my guy. my man. i cant#idk what to tell him that isnt an 'i cant even start that i can only open the documents i cant do more than that' i made a mistake#idk how to lie my way out of this idk how to just say 'yeah i should do that' or something and thats it#i mean i guess i do want to have someone to tell them how im actually doing but i dont. think its the right thing to do#also i want to throw up and cry and die and if i knew where our thermometers were id check my temperature#yeah my brain is barely working so since i feel my options are actually answer or ask him to forget i asked#i am asking him to forget i asked#i do feel awful and stupid but i dont think actually replying is good and i dont have another way to do so
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hyperionshipping Β· 2 months
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Shapes of whatever. Getting the vibes out. What if YOU were an ex-Catholic college dropout whose family hated you for multiple reasons BUT that church* you cried in had a cool guy who went "Don't worry it'll be okay" and it took you way too long to notice it was a church for Satan but like. It's kinda fun here and wow it's like you finally have a family surely nothing will go wrong, what could go wrong in a house of Satan? Nothing! No way!
*you did not notice any of the signs that maybe this was not a regular church and you are a bit stupid
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arolesbianism Β· 2 months
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Alright boys pack it up no more rain world posting new oni dlc is coming out in less than a week
#rat rambles#oni posting#rain posting#I jest I will probably still be posing some rain world stuff if I get around to designing more guys#but I can already feel the oni brain coming back and am half tempted to do one last comb through the files even tho I know itll be#pointless because the full dlc will be at my fingertips very soon#to be clear I 100% will be combing through the data of the full release too but thats a given#calvin my boy pls make it in pls don't get scrapped pls my boy#oh now that we're getting close Im gonna let myself talk abt this just this once but if you care abt potential spoilers stop reading#anyways so last I checked where the duplicant descriptions and stuff is stored there was an additional new duplicant named calvin#now I wasnt able to find anything else referencing him from my admittedly not super deep digging but he was there#I did thoroughly look through the spritesheets tho and hes definitely not there from what I could yell#or at least he wasnt when I checked idk maybe they put him in during one of the patches for some reason#but yeah I hope he makes it in despite all the specific advertising of them adding one new duplicant#its actually these descriptors that have been making me not wanna talk abt calvin dupe too openly as if he does make it in its probably#going to be a pretty big spoiler for a bit?#ofc if he is a secret of sorts then he wont be for long but if he is meant to be a surprise I don't wanna scream on the rooftop abt it#but I do wanna have proof that I found him before hand it he is a surprise I need to feel cool and special for looking at one file <3#yknow what I think I actually am going to pop open oni and tripple check that I'm not missing anything#I was playing rw a lot to cope with the dlc not being fully out but at this point Ive finished every campaign except saints#and saints is being a buggy bastard for me rn and keeps repeatedly softlocking me so Im giving up on it for now#like just this morning I did the entirety of the hunter campaign in like 2 hours I have so little left to do#if I do decide to replay a campaign tho it's probably going to be either gourmands or spearmasters since theyre my favorites to play as#idc what anyone says Ill always preffer the spearmasters story to rivulets I adore them both but ppl do not appreciate spearmaster enough#like every person Ive seen play it sees the ending as disappointing and I wont stand for it its high-key my favorite ending#now thats entirely because Im a moon enjoyer and a tragedy enjoyer but still I will always lose my mind over moon's final message
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