#one piece 904

[fallensnowfan]

Did a rewatch of episode 904 yesterday and spotted this girl with magenta hair in the crowd of people who witnessed Luffy, Zoro, and Kiku's actions to rescue Tama.

Something about her looked familiar, which lead me to scroll through posts I had made about the anime prior, and after a bit of searching, I found this screenshot from episode 1081.

The girl on the left looks fairly similar to the one above and the bow is the same so... new headcanon time! She was so impressed by Kiku standing up to the Beast Pirates/Urashima in Bakura Town that she decided to dye her hair the same color as Kiku's out of admiration.

[onepiecebdays]

september 18th - karasu

debut chapter: 794

recent chapter: 1125

current age: 47

affiliation: revolutionary army

bounty: 400,000,000 berries

[algumaideia]

Sabo is literally the bestest boy ever, great older brother

Yay they will kick the noble ass

Hi Iva

[eempxth]

The Great War - Taylor Swift.

a bakugou katsuki x reader oneshot

angst/slight comfort at the end.

not proofread, 904 words

this is the first time im writing again! sorry guys DD:

The war was something everyone wanted to forget. The devastation, loss, grief, destruction, and desperation was something that was better off kept deep in the back of the mind. Many were still on the grueling process of moving on from the whole ordeal. You were one of them. As an empath, you deeply felt everyone’s emotions just from the looks on their faces. Their losses were your losses too. Looking at your classmates’ bruised and bleeding bodies, people who lost their loved ones, the damage it did to the country, you wished, with all your soul, that the war didn’t have to happen.

Your physical body was painful as well. It was hell. Feeling muscles you never knew torn, bones cracked or broken. Everything was sore.

It was all the same for Katsuki. He doesn’t remember the last time he had a proper night’s sleep in months. He kept getting flashbacks on what happened, how his injuries hurt, but didn’t hinder him from defeating all for one. How he was thankful that pro hero Edgeshot basically brought him back to life, how he heard that that damn Icyhot beat his brother, and you. How you were there with him every step of the way.

***

Class 1A was tense, and of course they were. Gearing up, they didn’t know whether they were going to survive or not. Due to shortage of heroes, mere students were forced to fight alongside the veterans, needing all the manpower they could get. They trusted the plan, of course. But alongside the doom, there was a spark of determination to win.

“Katsuki?”

A grunt came in response, a sign permitting you to continue.

“I vow, I will always be yours, if we survive this.”

His eyes widened, his cheeks turned slightly red, it was barely there, but his overall expression was unreadable. You turned away, scared he might turn you down for some reason. Almost taking a step to walk away, you felt strong arms wrap around your waist, a nose nuzzling the side of your neck.

“Fucking dumbass, saying shit like that. I will be all yours too. If we survive.”

Katsuki felt a faint giggle vibrating your body.

You, of course, were grouped with Katsuki and Izuku, tasked with tiring down Tomura Shigaraki. It went terribly wrong from the start, since Izuku wasn’t there, as he was meant to be. You felt it all throughout the fight, but whenever your muscles were tiring, your mentality fading, all you had to do was look at Katsuki.

You admired him ever since his character development started showing, and you made that pretty clear. He respected your strength as well, secretly grateful you were there with him.

But then he got injured. You pushed, overused your quirk, fought until you felt you would puke your organs out, felt your body would suddenly drop to the floor. Because he was doing the same thing. Your heart dropped seeing him fall on the floor. You sprinted towards him, dragged his body to a safe place until Izuku showed up. An attack made its way toward you, and you pushed Katsuki aside, and crimson red blood spewed out of you. His eyes widened, oh, you didn’t expect him to still be conscious.

After Edgeshot’s miracle, you both pushed your limit, your bodies almost moving on autopilot, with a mantra in your head. Defeat Shigaraki. Both of you slumped the ground eventually, with exhaustion and relief, as Izuku delivered the final blow.

Your body was calling, lulling you to sleep, as your vision wavered. Katsuki seemed to be experiencing the same thing, a decent distance from you. Using all your remaining strength, you forced your body, one last time, to crawl to him, touch him, hold his hand.

Once he realized what you were doing, he too, wanted to meet you in the middle. Both of you, crawling on the harsh, battered ground, desperate for the last piece of comfort and security. All the blood doesn’t matter. It was you. No one else.

Reaching for his hand, and him reaching for yours. That was all you remember before your vision blacked out.

**

At the back of UA, a memory garden was built. Columns of names on concrete walls were written, to remember the death, tragedy, and to remember the lives of these people. Heroes were given special mention. Walking around the garden, everything was silent. Not a word was spoken by either of you. Even if several months had already passed, the huge wound was yet to heal.

To your surprise, Katsuki was the first to break the silence.

“Oi.”

You whipped your head to face him, a tired, curious look on your face.

“Do you remember our promise?"

Confused, you ask. “What promise?”

“Agh, I swear I’ll kill you if you don’t fuckin remember. You were the one who started it.”

He went silent for a moment, as if thinking how to say it.

“I vowed, I would always be yours, if we survived the great war.”

He reached down to a bush, picked out a poppy, and placed it in your hair. His calloused fingertips so light, gentle, barely ghosting the surface of your head. A calm smile appeared on your face. A gentle grin appeared on his. You nodded, and echoed it.

“I vowed I will always be yours.”

[vvvvivi567890]

Chinese LoTM Gen Fic Recs (I)

| ★☆★☆★ | Part II >>>

(Last updated July. 31. 2024)

this is mostly to organize fics for myself, but after The Lofter Incident of Feb. 2024, i needed a place to link all the chapters instead of the first ones. theres probably gonna be multiple parts

(btw i recommend translating the whole page on google. safari mtl kinda sucks…)

compilation of compilation of fics

leoklein fic rec compilation

Klein-Centered:

What Is It Like to Be an Ancient Scholar by ninewater: 1, 2 (Last Updated: Dec. 05. 2019)

The World Wants a Hug by k70296

A Strange Dream by mhbdzty

(humor??? horror??) tbh im not sure what to make of this

A Miracle Invoker Falls From the Sky by jingjiangbushirousi: 1, 2 (END)

Angst, s2 Klein meets s9 Klein

Cats Have Nine Lives by kapuayi: 1, 2, 3 (Last Updated: Nov. 27. 2019)

Zhou Mingrui's Trial in the Brain by 2333567

When Gehrman Lost His Memories by jinyirendexiaojuchang

Nowhere to Escape in the World by ailikesitudou

Angst and minor leoklein (but can be interpreted as platonic tbh), Klein is suffering from the side effects of the death knell but he doesn't know what he's afraid of :)

Tarot Club:

He Will Sing in the Fire by juanao397: 1, 2, 3, 4 (END)

Klein is on the verge of losing control during his s1 promotion, the tarot club has to find Zhou Mingrui and wake him up

Mr. Fool Wants to Join the Chat by shanyoumuximuyouzhi798: 1, 2, 3, 4 (END)

Team building in the Hall of Truth

Does Mr. Fool Also Ask for Red Envelopes? by benguodeniunai: 1, 2 (END)

There is Such a Person by shasiajiplanbban

About Mr. Fool Losing Control of His Abilities After Waking Up by langduzhe023

The Meeting Before God Was Renamed as a Tea Party by hanpeiwen

Everyone Wants to Take Off My Vest by nenesis17

Tarot Club tries to wake up mr fool

I Know Mr. World's Secret by burklend160

Tarot Club boys (except for little sun) misunderstand some things about Mr. World

On the Way the Narrator Kills the Protagonist by fengbujuedai

Minor LeoKlein (but its mostly at the end if thats not your cup of tea), the Tarot Club's black history is exposed and Klein and Leonard's thoughts are read out loud

Everyone is Responsible for Persecuting Amon by oldsaltyfish

“So, Amon is the 'Angel of Time' who rings the bell of heaven for Mr. Fool?"

"No, He is the bell that is struck."

"?!!"

Welcome to the Doomsday Game by dblyb: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (Last Updated: June. 16. 2024)

In order to ensure that earth wont be bombed in the doomsday war, the outer gods and the gods have initially reached a consensus to conduct a proxy war

Mr. Fool Said I Never Want to Celebrate My Birthday Again by irelan0706: 1, (Last Updated: Mar. 04. 2024)

Mr. Fool's Private Meeting by yangmiemie47136

Truth or dare in the Hall of Truth

Moretti Family:

A Small Piece of Lemon Cake by steelknote17

Sweet Dreams are as Good as Ever by dblyb

When Melissa Has a Boyfriend by zizaifeihuaqingsimeng37251

Heaven Goes to the Left, Moretti Goes to the Right by xinjinjumin7785283

Dinners and the Morettis are not allowed to enter the kingdom of god

Returning Home by kapuayi: 1, 2, 3 (END)

Benson and Melissa meet a Klein who has lost his memories

Summer of Tingen by abyss734

Melissa center with OG Klein

Their Brother by aizhuangkudexiaocainiao: 1, 2, (Last Updated: Mar. 08. 2024)

Benson becomes a beyonder and Gehrman moves in next door

If Benson is a Cultist by dblyb: 1, (Last Updated: Mar. 17. 2024)

Blackthorn-Security Company:

I Saw Ghosts After Becoming a Miracle Invoker by dblyb: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 (END)

Extra 1, 2, 3, 4 (END)

Klein meets the ghosts of the Tingen nighthawks

Seeka's Tea Party by forgetmenot

Seal Artifact 3-904 Observation Report by jingjiangbushirousi

Klein meets his future selves

Maritime Group:

The Tip of the Iceberg Emerges by wangyouwushang86832: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19 (Last Updated: Jan. 20. 2024)

Gehrman loses his memories after Groselle's Travels

Let's Swap Sequences with the "Sea Team" by xiegui54376: 1 (Last Updated: Feb. 13. 2024)

Klein and Danitz swap pathways due to an artifact (s5 hunter Klein, s6 seer Danitz)

Others:

Hall of Truth Trio | The World has Nothing to Do With You by treebirdturn

Angst, post-apocalypse, everyone forgets Klein

Amon | The Great Philanthropist Mr. Amon by dblyb

"Adam gave me humanity" - Amon

Dunn | Dunn Swore to the Goddess that He Wasn't Cheating by langduzhe023: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (Last Updated: Apr. 11. 2022)

A resurrected Dunn meets Gehrman

Azik | God and Their Afternoon Tea Activities by mhbdzty

Post-apocalypse, naptime with Klein and Amanises

Danitz & Gehrman | How Long Does It Take to Become Gehrman by 2333567

Gehrman loses his memories for a day

Amanises | Suppose the Cat Disappears From the World by nenesis17

[eliluvschan]

Blame it on the Mistletoe

pairing: bang chan x reader

word count: 904

warnings: -

genre: fluff

a/n: Merry Christmas everyone <3

i stormed out of my house and into my car after a bad fight with my boyfriend, Sung-ho. i am furious at him. he comes home very late, every night, drunk as hell. then shouts at me for nothing in the morning, and other than that i'm gonna break up with him anyway, because i think i'm in love with someone else. but that someone doesn't know i like him and as far as i know, he doesn't like me back either.

i slammed the door shut and drove over to Bang Chan's house. my best friend for over fifteen years. he's been by my side since we met and probably cares about me more than that piece of shit known as my so-called boyfriend.

we met when we went to the same elementary school until he moved to Korea when he was thirteen and always comes back to Australia around Christmas to be with his family.

i parked my car in the driveway and got out, breathing in the cold air, and then shivering. i grabbed my present from the backseat and tightened my muffler from around my neck. i made my way to the front door and knocked. he invited me to Christmas dinner with his dongsaengs. like every year. the door opened, revealing Hannah.

she smiled at me, before he attacked me in a hug. ''Y/n! i missed you so much!'' he squeaked out. ''i missed you too, Han. how have you been?''

''good, i just debuted and i'm excited for what's more to come!'' she says as we walk further into the house. we talk some more as she takes my coat and we walk through the hallway to the living room.

i follow him to see a beautiful tree decorated with everything. it looked perfect. except the golden star at the top was missing. and under the tree stood Chan himself. one hand on his hip and the other holding the star as he looked up.

''Channie!'' i called. he turned around, smiled hugely and scooped me into his arms. ''i missed you!'' he said. ''i missed you too! 4 months went by too slow!'' i pout as he laughs. i smile at his adorable laugh and his beautiful brown eyes sparkled. in case you haven't figured out, Chan is the person i'm in love with.

''Hey, Y/n!''

i turn around and hug the rest of the Bang's. they are like family to me and i love them all so damn much. Chan turned to me. ''hey, can you help me with this?'' he held up the last piece of decor. the star.

''sure, what do you want me to do?''

''get on my shoulders and put this up please?'' he asked.

i looked at him. ''o- okay.'' i said reluctantly taking the star from his hand. he grabbed my waist and lifted me on his shoulders. i felt a chill run down my spine as his chin brushed against my thigh. i put the star up as Hannah and Lucas cheered.

he put me down and thanked me. i smiled at him and went to help Mama Bang set up dinner.

—❀— 

Jack, Jessica, Lucas and Hannah were still in the kitchen. doing the dishes, putting stuff back whatever. Chan and i were sitting in the lounge, staring at the tree.

''i'm gonna break it with Sung-ho.'' i told him.

''really?'' is it just me or did i really hear hope in his voice. ''why?''

''he- he treats me like shit. comes home drunk every night, shouts, and does a lot of other things.''

''he doesn't hit you does he?'' he picked up my preset from under the tree.

''nope. not yet anyway.'' i told him as he shook it, trying to figure out what it was.

he opened it, and took the beanie i had gotten for him. he made a duck face. ''yeah, i like it too.'' i laughed. ''where's mine dork?''

he put a finger on his lips. ''shh.''

we sat in silence for a while.

''Y/n?''

''hmm?''

''come here.'' he said standing up and bringing me close to the tree. ''make a wish?''

i looked up at him. ''what?'' he asked. ''hey, it's Christmas. don't be a joy-killer.''

i shrugged and closed my eyes. 'i wish the idiot next to me would like me more than a friend'.

i opened my eyes to see Chan standing very close to me, smiling softly. he pulled me closer to him by the waist and backed into the wall behind me. he smiled at the ceiling. i looked up and saw it as well. mistletoe.

i smiled back at him and then i don't know what made me do it, but i leaned on my toes and pressed my lips to his. i slowly kissed back, pulling me closer to him. i pulled away and rested my head in his neck. he rested on top of mine.

''i love you, Y/n.'' he whispered quietly. i just smiled and kissed his cheek. who knew wishes came true this soon? he kissed my forehead. ''what are we gonna tell the others?''

''i, uh.'' he looked around, we were still pressed against the wall. he looked up to where the mistletoe was hung and his expression cleared. he looked down at me.

''we'll blame it on the mistletoe.''

~

[idyllic-ghost]

Hi! Happy 2k!!!

Can I request

- Idol AU; fluff blurb

- svt jh x oc (she/her or they/them)

- Prompts 4 “it’s the middle of the night!” and 10 “all I’ve ever wanted was your attention”

thank you!🩷

a/n: this is the most structured ask i've ever gotten i appreciate you so much

title: casual confession

pairing: jeonghan x reader

warnings: none

word count: 904

join in on the celebration!

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ �� ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

The sound of your phone buzzing woke you up. You had fallen asleep on your couch while watching a movie, the credits of said movie now rolling. The room was dark, except from the light coming from your TV. With your eyes still half way closed, you moved your hand around where the noise was coming from. You barely looked at the caller ID before answering.

"Hello?" you mumbled.

"Oh good, you're up!" Jeonghan's voice was way too loud, and you had to move the phone away from your ear. "Please let me into your apartment and make me food."

"Hannie, why?" you whined and moved to lay on your back. "It's the middle of the night!"

"Because your cooking is amazing and your couch is so nice." He was trying to flatter you. "And I forgot the code to open the door, so I need you to buzz me in."

"How could you forget..." You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose with your fingers. "Never mind, I'll buzz you in as soon as i get up."

"Hurry up! I'm freezing out here!"

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

You were in the kitchen now, cutting up vegetables for the soup you were making. Jeonghan wanted soup, he meant that you owed him soup since you left him out in the cold for so long. The man in question was standing behind you, arms around your waist and his head on your shoulder.

"You're making the pieces too big," he whined.

"You've got some nerve..." you huffed and started cutting the pieces a bit smaller.

He smiled and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. The sweet act didn't raise any suspicions for you - even though you weren't together, it wasn't strange to find the two of snuggling up together like lifelong lovers. Your relationship was an unspoken promise of complete trust. It was good that way, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't want more.

"Your hair is tickling me," you hummed.

Jeonghan mumbled out a quick "sorry" and moved his head. It didn't matter that he was still a bit sweaty from practice, or that you would rather be sleeping right now, you'd let him stand with your arms around you for all eternity if he wished to do so.

The rain started falling outside once you had finished making the soup, giving Jeonghan a reason to stay the night - although he never needed one. You watched him eat, finding comfort in the quiet slurps he made. When he looked up at you, you refused to look away.

"Do I look pretty?" he asked jokingly, probably aware of the food left on the corner of his mouth.

"The prettiest." You scoffed and went to take care of the dishes.

You heard the clink of his bowl being put down, and his hurried footsteps walking toward you. Jeonghan took your place by the sink, not letting you touch the dirty dishes.

"You made the food, so I'll do the dishes."

"What a gentleman..." you joked and went to prepare for bed.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Eyes closed, you pulled the covers up over you. Your body relaxed fully against the soft bed - but soon enough you heard the pitter patter of Jeonghan's feet approaching the bedroom, and you knew what was coming. The menace got into bed and put his cold feet against your legs, as he always did.

"Why!?" you shrieked.

"I'm cold!" He laughed and wrapped his arms around you to keep you in place. "And you're always so warm! Please, warm me up Y/N!"

The torture worsened when he started tickling you as well. Your small apartment was filled with laughter and shouts for mercy. It ended with you on top of him, your hands pinning down his to stop his attacks. You both breathed heavily, keeping eye contact despite the growing tension. In a moment of pure necessity, Jeonghan got free from your grip and pulled you in to kiss you. You did nothing to stop him. His lips moved slowly against yours, leaving your head completely empty and unable to think of any consequences.

He pulls away first. You pause.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"Don't be," you whisper.

Another pause. Jeonghan's hand caressed your cheek lovingly and you want to stay like this forever. To think that your usual squabbling would lead you to finally getting to kiss the man you've been wanting to kiss for years now. Everything had culminated into this, and the moment almost fell dull to what you had expected it to be - no big confession, no crying, no grand gesture. It was when you realized that this was the only way it should be done.

"All I've ever wanted was your attention," you said softly, "For you to look at me like you are right now."

Jeonghan's smile widens as he glances at your lips again.

"Maybe you just haven't noticed me before." He looks back to your eyes. "I've always been looking at you like this."

You gave him a content smile before putting your head on his chest. His heart was beating a mile a minute. With soothing motions, your hand caressed his chest right by his shoulder.

"You'll notice me looking now, right?" he murmured.

"Of course, Hannie."

[mercurygray]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (if you feel like it, no pressure) Spread the self-love 💖

It's been a little while since I've done one of these! I had a hard time picking just five. All the links are for AO3 and since many of these are older, they're locked to prevent AI scraping.

A Virtuous Woman (TURN: Washington's Spies, rated T, 2,079 words)

The last season of Turn got a lot of criticism (some of it perhaps deserved) for its treatment of its female characters, and the introduction of a new one was widely lambasted by the fandom. I thought the character had a lot of potential and so I wrote this little character study of her side of the story, giving her a little backstory and a little room to breathe. I really liked the piece - and also got vague-blogged about for writing it.

The Cross, the Crescent, and the Star (Discovery of Witches, rated G, 22,220 words)

This piece was written to combine one of my favorite OCs and some of Matthew de Clairmont's backstory. It was written just after I was coming out of a writing slump and it was one of the first things I'd actually finished in a really long time. While it probably had a potential audience of, like, three people, I'm still really proud of the way it turned out and I think the writing is really good.

The Dark of the Lake (Dunkirk, rated G, 990 words)

I will always be sad that more people didn't read my Dunkirk fic, and I always kick these up when I'm asked to recommend stuff that I enjoy because I LOVED these pieces and I wish the fandom at the time had been more welcoming of OCs as a concept. There was a show on Netflix called Churchill's Spies about the formation of the SOE and I used that, and my love for Collins, to come up with a new character that I always wish I'd done more with. Perhaps Smallchurch the WAAF is due an outing in Masters of the Air.

A Lonely Impulse of Delight (Dunkirk, rated T, 904 words)

Another Dunkirk fic - this one with an unnamed protagonist. I'm most proud of this piece's attempt to capture the anonymous feeling of the movie and its ability to make us care about characters even when they themselves don't have names.

Knowing How To Pick 'Em (The Pacific, rated M, 2,481 words)

I will always be really pleased by the fact that I think Marie might be the first OC (at least on AO3) for The Pacific, which feels significant to me, but also that she represents me trying a lot of new things that I didn't think would work and succeeded at all of them. The writing here was really good and got me compared to Steinbeck.

This ask is from a little while ago, so I'm unsure who's done this recently and so I'm tagging some folks I don't know super well! @sagesolsticewrites, @blakelysco-pilot, @winniemaywebber, @lestweforget5 and @pastexistence

[koalas-koalas-everywhere]

One Piece #904 (vol. 90)

Lmao same, Sabo! Well, same in spirit, since I know that that article is 70% bull.

[imawkwardlysoc]

"from the sky, drop like confetti"

Song- Confetti by Little Mix ft. Saweetie

Pairing- gn!reader x dagger squad

Warning(s)- Drinking, making someone jealous

Summary- After that night at the Dagger household, the reader and the Daggers decide to go to Vegas for some time away.

Wordcount- 904

Pt. 1

A few weeks after that night at the Dagger household, all of us decided to go to Vegas to relax and get away from work. Also, they were given a long leave after doing another stressful and death-defying mission. Thankfully I work remotely so I can just take my laptop with me just in case a work emergency happens. I’ve also been staying at the Dagger house ever since I moved out of the apartment.

Ever since we got to Vegas Thursday afternoon, all we’ve been doing was walking along the strip and sometimes shopping for last-minute things. There was some drinking during the day but not that much. Bob even got himself an alcoholic beverage when we were eating dinner.

Now it’s Saturday evening as we just got back from dinner and are currently getting ready to go to some clubs. Good thing the hotel we’re staying at gives a really good deal on military discounts so we were able to set a suite for a reasonable price. Backing away from the mirror, I adjusted my outfit before being satisfied with it.

“Damn! You guys look hot!” I complimented Halo and Phoenix as they walked out of the bathroom with their outfits on.

Halo was wearing a two-piece outfit with white pants and a strapless bralette. Phoenix on the other hand was wrapping a red spaghetti-strapped red lace bralette with a black skirt that fell an inch or more above her knees. Both of them were wearing platform heels that matched their outfits.

“Thanks, you don’t look too bad yourself,” Halo smiled as she fixed her lipstick.

“Did you guys get the text from Ice and Mav?” Bob asked.

“Don’t add or subtract to the population,” I read out the first message.

“Don’t get into fights and/or jail,” Hagman added.

"Immediately assert dominance if you do," Yale read.

“Please don’t let Fritz out of your sight. Have fun and stay safe,” Rooster read the last message.

“Hey, that wasn’t necessary,” I saw Fritz frown.

“Do you not remember the last time you got drunk?” Ohama looked at him.

“No obviously!” Fritz threw his arms in the air.

Everyone chuckled, including myself, and we finished getting ready. All of us left our suite and headed down to the club that was in our hotel. We got in pretty quickly since we already had a room here and we were staying in one of the suites so we had some sort of priority entrance.

As we walked into the club, it was already crowded with people. Rich kids spend all of their parents' money while there are some hotshot celebrities in their booths while spending their money on the most expensive booze. Then there's us, twelve naval aviators and a high school teacher trying to celebrate the night away despite us not having partied since our college days.

“Alright, cheers!” Harvard held up his shot.

“Cheers!” Everyone shouted over the music and cheered before drinking the shot.

The burning alcohol traveled down my stomach and warmed it up. After a couple of shots, Phoenix and Halo dragged me out to the dance floor to dance with them. The three of us danced to the music that was blasting throughout the club, enjoying the time we were having.

“You’ve got to be shitting me,” I groaned as I saw the sight.

“What?” Phoenix questioned as she saw where I was looking at.

“Really?” Halo questioned as we headed off the dance floor.

Returning to the booth we managed to get, I took a shot and stole the one that Hangman was about to drink.

“Sean’s here,” I told them. “Even with the girl he cheated on me with.”

I looked over at the dance floor to see him smirking at me before focusing his attention on the girl he was with. Rolling my eyes, I took another shot before focusing back on the group.

“He’s just here to make me jealous,” I told him. “So, anyone wanna volunteer to help me get him jealous?”

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Rooster raised his eyebrow.

“I’m in a petty mood today so yes,” I smiled at him. “So, who wants to help me?”

“I’ll volunteer,” Harvard raised his hand.

“You’re sure about this?” I raised my eyebrow.

“I’m sure,” he nodded his head.

I went over to him and sat down on his lap while I wrapped my arms around him and he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. We laughed at everyone’s reaction and I dragged him to the dance floor. We danced and sometimes he would spin me around while saying some nonsense in my ear making me laugh.

“How are you so good at this?” I questioned.

“Did this for a couple of friends in college,” he replied. “Look, he’s getting jealous.”

“Good,” I smiled and grabbed his hand. “Come on, I’m pretty sure that everyone is waiting to leave and to grab some food.”

We left the dance floor and asked if anyone was ready to leave. All of them nodded their heads and we paid our tables before leaving the club. The cool hotel AC hit our faces cooling us off from the sweaty, hot club. As we walked to find a food place that was open this late before making the trek to McDonald's, I heard Sean calling my name but ignored him and continued walking.

[onepiecebdays]

september 11th - morley

debut chapter: 801

recent chapter: 1125

epithet: morley of fur

current age: 160

affiliation: revolutionary army

bounty: 293,000,000 berries

[geekyglimpses-nest]

Prologue: And All I Could See Was Hell

Warnings: +18, slow burn, graphic language, humor, sexual content, physical trauma, blood (gore), bodies/corpses, death, drug use, guns, murder (atempted), PTSD, violence, english is not my first language.

Summary: In the midst of the devastating attack on the Triskelion and the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D and HYDRA, Delaney Kingsley faces a race against time amidst the chaos and devastation. With flames licking at her heels and danger lurking around every corner, she must navigate through a perilous landscape of shattered glass and twisted metal. As she struggles to overcome her own injuries and the overwhelming odds stacked against her. She encounters unexpected allies and has to confront the harsh realities of betrayal and survival. In a world torn apart by violence and uncertainty, Delaney must summon every ounce of courage and resilience to emerge from the crucible of chaos alive.

Words in total: 904 words

Notes at the end of every chapter.

Flames engulf the space around me, their crackling roar drowning out distant cries and screams. My mind races ahead, urging my body to move, but it remains paralyzed, trapped in a moment of shock. Sound floods my senses first, my ears are ringing. The next I hear are the desperate pleas for help, the hiss of fire consuming all it touches, the metallic clang of debris colliding, and the crackle of electrical sparks. Blinking through the blur of pain, I find myself upside down, every inch of me pressed flat against the searing floor. Only the chill of the surface beneath my cheek offers a fleeting reprieve from the heat that envelops me. Acrid taste floods my mouth—a mix of acid and metal—as I force my eyes open to assess the devastation. The research lab lies in ruins, shattered glass strewn like glittering confetti, equipment twisted and charred by flames, research papers scattered. With a grim realization, I turn my gaze toward the shattered glass door, shards glinting ominously in the flickering light. Figures dart about, some fleeing in terror, others frozen in shock or agony. Amidst the chaos, distant gunshots echo, a stark reminder of the danger that surrounds me.

At last, my body stirs. I move my neck, a shock wave of pain extends all the way through my spine, a searing pain lances through—tiny pieces of glass fall from my hair with the movement— the other half of my body from the waist down is practically numb, a few seconds later the pain hits me, stealing my breath and leaving me gasping. I turn and catch sight of the source of my pain, a shard of glass is embedded in my right leg, a wave of nausea hits me, I close my eyes and avert my gaze. Options race through my mind, with a glance toward the body of my fallen colleague, soon enough I realize that a makeshift tourniquet becomes my only hope.

Crawling through a maze of shattered glass, adrenaline numbing some the pain, I reach his side, a silent witness to the horrors of our predicament. With trembling hands, I wrest his belt free, ignoring the gruesome sight of his injuries. The belt becomes my lifeline as I prepare to confront the agony that awaits. Wrapping the makeshift tourniquet tightly around my leg, with a sharp intake of breath, I extract the glass, agony blossoming anew. Yet, a surge of determination propels me forward. Ripping fabric from my coat, I bind the wound, a fragile barrier against the tide of blood that threatens to consume me. Leaning heavily against a nearby desk, I struggle to regain my footing.

As I survey the shattered remnants of what used to be my sanctuary, a deafening explosion shatters the fragile calm. A wave of force propels me across the room, agony erupting as my bones protest by the violent impact. Dazed and battered, I lie in the wreckage, helpless against the chaos that engulfs me. Through a haze of pain, I sense a presence—a stranger in the chaos, offering salvation in the midst of destruction, he wears the S.H.I.E.L.D uniform but I can’t tell if he’s one of us or one of them. With aching limbs, I allow myself to be carried to safety, the stranger’s strength a beacon of hope. Not long into our escape I hear shots being fired towards us, his body falls and mine with him, another pair of hands pulls my body up and rests it against a wall.

“My name is agent Carter. Maria Hill sends me. You must wait here till this is over doctor, that man was one of them” she says as she turns to took at his dead body “I don’t know much, but they are kidnapping a lot of our people, specifically people from your area. You must not trust anyone” the blonde woman says as she shoots behind me “I must go and you need to stay here, Hill will come for you” before I can protest she jumps on action again, leaving me behind.

Left alone once more, I cling to her words, a promise of salvation. I lean my head against the wall and catch my breath. No, I need to get as far away from here as I can, it’s a fucking war zone here no one will be able to get here on time before I bleed out. I turn to where the body of the man lies, his gun still in his hand, with trembling hands, I arm myself with his gun, a last resort in a battle against overwhelming odds. Adrenaline courses through me, driving me forward. The lab is on the south part of the Triskelion, the closest thing I have from where I am is the quinjet hangar, people are running the opposite direction and the sound of bullets come from that direction too, that is also the way to one of the lauchpads which is also the quickest way out of the building. There’s another exit the opposite way, but it’s farther than the one near the hangar and I don’t think I’ll be able to make it all the way there, at least not before fainting. I take a deep breath and stand on my feet again, I limp my way to the door that leads into the hangar, with each step, the world blurs into a maelstrom of chaos and despair. Soldiers clash in a deadly dance, the air thick with the stench of smoke and blood. Heart pounding, I navigate the battlefield, every movement a testament to my will to survive, again. Emerging into the shattered remnants of the exterior hangar, I am met with a scene of devastation. Quinjets burn amidst the wreckage, their once sleek frames twisted and charred. Injured pilots and agents stagger amidst the carnage, their cries a haunting chorus of despair.

As screams pierce the air and chaos reigns supreme, a collision sends me reeling—I brace myself— agony flaring as I crumple to the ground. Curling into a ball, I shield myself from the onslaught, praying for a reprieve from the relentless storm. In the darkness that follows, I cling to consciousness by a thread. And as the world fades into oblivion, I am left with only one certainty—the fight for survival has only just begun. My last memory, a pair of black boots, blue eyes with black paint around them, long hair and a black mask covering the rest of their face.

I let my mind get lost into the sea of darkness.

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Next chapter | Masterlist of the series

Notes: And there you have it my darlings, the prologue to "Agents of Battle, The Hunting Secrets". So I'd like to tell you that this 1st "book" is part of a much bigger series which is the "Child of the Damned" series. I'm still uncertain about the number of chapters this will have but the entire storyline for "Agents of Battle, The Hunting Secrets" has already been outlined, it may change because I'm writting the chapters as I go, as to right now I have written about twenty or something chapters. I can tell you that this chapter, as you can tell, is placed during "Captain America: The Winter Soldier". Also another thing I'd like to warn you about is that in the first couple of chapters it may seem like it's rushed and it jumps ahead a lot but I SWEAR it has a purpose, trust me. Which brings me to my other point, this story is a slow burn story, it may seem slow at moments but believe me it's worth what I'm cooking, what I'm trying to say is that if you are an unpacient person then maybe this story might not be for you, but if you ask me you should give it a chance. Anyway that's all for now, be ready for the next chapter.

Please be sure to leave comments and share if you like it, what are your thoughts, etc. Please be kind.

Geekyglimpses-nest out.

[kolomo]

thank you for tagging me, @ruanbaijie ♡

1. why did you choose your url? my gaming blog is @picopond, which is a pond in botw/totk, and i thought 'kolomo', a lake in the games, would match it nicely:) 'lakekolomo' was a bit of a mouthful, though.

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them. nope! the gaming blog is its own log in. i don't like the side blog feature all that much...

3. how long have you been on tumblr? 2011 or 2012, i think.

4. do you have a queue tag? nah, my blog runs on a queue so no need for a tag.

5. why did you start your blog in the first place? ummm, i just saw people on twitter using it back in 2011/2012, so that's when i made my first blog. i deleted it maybe a year or two ago and created this one for a bit of a fresh start.

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp? ei-chan very special to me

7. why did you choose your header? i was gifing snf and just thought that shot was neat. i've actually been meaning to update it... idk what to, tho.

8. what’s your post with the most notes?this one. that's cool! (oh my god and this one on the gaming blog...)

9. how many mutuals do you have? idk i don't track that stuff

10. how many followers do you have? 904, but i need to go through a cull the most recent bots.....

11. how many people do you follow?198

12. have you ever made a shitpost? yeh anything with gojo in it is a shitpost i hate that man

13. how often do you use tumblr each day? tbh depends if im bored at work or if there's a particular piece of media im really into and wanna see posts of. sometimes i can go a few days or a week without checking this hellsite.

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? lmfao yeah. simblr was a rough place to be.

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts i ignore them on purpose and hope they curse me.

16. do you like tag games? yeah!! i always read the answers of the ones i get tagged in and then immediately forget to do it myself lol!!!

17. do you like ask games? yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i like talking shit!! except im probs gonna turn my ask off...

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? literally all of them and that's not even a joke lol

19. do you have a crush on a mutual? nope!

20. the last song i listened to: a tear in space (airlock) - glass animals

21. currently watching: yatagarasu, spice and wolf, no longer allowed in another world, oshi no ko, suicide squad isekai, twilight out of focus, and senpai is an otokonoko. non-anime is just drag race all stars, and i've been binge watching linus tech tips. you'll figure out why.

22. sweet/savoury/spicy? all three sorry!! cant pick!!

23. relationship status: single. i was on hinge for like two months and then i deleted it lol.

24. current obsession: building a pc!!!!!!!!!! tho researching what parts to get isn't that enjoyable lmfao so it's a painful obsession.

25. nine songs/albums i've been listening to:

the rise and fall of a midwest princess - chappell roan i love you so f***ing much - glass animals loom - imagine dragons

hit me hard and soft - billie eilish intellectual property 2 - waterparks stampede: vol. 1 - orville peck

(and some songs:) hind's hall - macklemore the lovecats - the cure the great pretender - freddie mercury

i tried tagging people but the post editor was being really difficult so... if you see this, you can do it if you want!!!!

[cecilebutcher]

hi hi cecile :D i saw your oc interaction event so i wanna submit my child irene lovejoy :D you can chose any of your ocs, i do want to see how they'd interact!

her own post is here :D

Hi Irene!! Thank you for joining the oc interaction<3

Since you didn’t give me an oc for your yuusona to interact with, I decided to go with one of my first years Junto^^(here’s not on my tumblr yet) hope you like it!!

Word count: 904

Summary:Junto Takes Irene shopping for fun

Warnings: none

For: @officialdaydreamer00

“Come on Irene!” Called Junto, a first year previously from pomfiore now from octavinelle, to one of the three residents of the ramshacke dorm “we’re going to be late!” The small octavinelle student had planned a whole day out with his friend, Irene Lovejoy, for one purpose. Setting her up with one of Junto’s sophomore’s, Jade Leech. “Calm down they’re coming” Said the other only human in ramshacke dorm, Vesper, as he snacked away at a papaya.

“Oh hi Vesper! I thought you had a club meeting today?” Vesper shrugged in response as junto went to sit next to him “Kalim and Lilia are busy so we rescheduled”. Junto nodded his head in understanding with a smile as Vesper offered him a piece of fruit, which he gladly expected. “Ok I’m ready!” The two males looked up to see the prefect in an eggshell white vest that had blue, black and yellow on it over a white button up shirt with some jeans. “Ya look like shit”The black haired girl rolled her eyes at her dorm mate “thank you vesper” Vesper shrugged at her retort. “Ok let’s go!” Junto got up from the couch and ran up to Irene, grabbed their arm, and started running out the dorm. “Be back before midnight you two!” Was the last thing they heard before they left.

The shopping center wasn’t big, as Junto had anticipated, but it was enough for now. The whole day he had dragged Irene around buying her some clothes and anything she wanted. “Oh how about this one?” He asked as he showed the girl an off white sweater with cats printed on it “I don’t know, you’ve already spent too much money Junto” “so it’s not cute? You don’t like it?”junto asked with a hurt expression, like a sad puppy. Irene sighed with a small laugh “it is, and I do like it. It’s just-“ “no buts!” She was interrupted as the short male handed her the sweater and went to another section of the shop “you barley have any clothes! Just let me buy you a few things from this store and we can call it a day, ok?” Irene stayed quiet for a minute then shook her head with a smile “fine, but I’m buying lunch” “deal!”

After what felt like years the two finally sat down for some food. A family owned restaurant that was pretty famous among nrc and rsa students. The two handed the waiter their menus after ordering and thanked her before she walked away. “So Junto” The boy looked at her with a small smile and tilt to his head “rumor has it you have a crush?” They said with a teasing smile “wanna tell me who it is?” Junto let out a small awkward giggle before clearing his throat. “Me? What? No, no no no. I don’t, who told you that? That’s, that’s stupid” it was obvious he was trying to avoid the conversation. “Come on, you can tell me, I won’t tell”

Junto stayed quiet, playing with his shirt, then looked up at Irene and sighed. “You won’t tell?” He asked a bit weary “of course, you can trust me”. The two continued to sit in silence for a bit. “Junto? If you don’t want to you don’t have to” He sighed and leaned over the table a bit, Irene following his actions. Junto whispered something to her and she sat down with a confused look. “Really?” He sat down and nodded “are you pulling my leg?” He shook his head. “Huh”

“If it makes you feel better your reaction is way better than the tweels” he said with a shrug as the waiter placed their food and drinks in front of them. “Floyd looked like he was about to commit murder and Jade looked like he was planning genocide” Irene laughed at the boys defeated expression “well it is weird. It’s not everyday you hear something like that” “hey! You have a crush on the tweels you can’t judge!” He pointed out with his fork “I do not!” “Yes, you do! I am very observant”

The two first years continued to eat and talk argue. then, when Irene went to pay, it turned out Junto had already payed, to Irene’s annoyance. After that the two started heading to the school, but not before going into a few more shops. When the two arrived at the ramshacke dorm they found the Vesper Grim and the ADeuce duo in the common area studying, or Vesper trying to drill something they took into their brains. “Welcome back you two, care to join?” “Uh, no thanks” Irene smiled at their dorm mate and quickly dragged Junto to their room. “It’s late out, you can stay here if you want” they pointed out as she placed her many bags on the floor. “It’s fine, I have a shift tomorrow morning anyways”

Irene nodded in understanding, “ok just be carful going back ok?” Junto nodded and gave Irene a quick hug before waving goodbye “see you at lunch!” Before disappearing down the hall. The first year waved back then closed the door to her room. She started changing into her nigh wear before a laugh escaped her lips, remembering the conversation from earlier. “Sebek huh?” They said with a laugh.

Well, Junto has always been a bit weird with his choice of friends, why not his crush too?

It was either this or Irene and Vesper hanging out, maybe talk about our dear tweels😌

Hope you liked it and tell me if you want me to change anything

Oc interaction is open if anyone wants to participate!!

[temaylibrary]

Can you give me a list of notable campus duels and the victors?

Rev, wasn't it? I heard about your duel with the professor a while ago. Impressive stuff. Let's see about a list of notable duels... By "notable," I'll assume you mean either between people of note or duels that had some lasting impact on surroundings or history. Let's take a look!

Year 923 (that's this year~): Professor Cosmo Bergamot versus the Entity Known as Rever-- oh, this one was you. Moving on.

Year 919: Professor Corrine Dragonslayer versus her previous party mates Ezryth and Drag'or; the wager was a month's worth of dinners at the Boar's Boots. Victor was Corinne, by a technicality.

Year 904: Senior student Theresa Dauff versus senior student Ezekiel Dale; this was a final exam that also served as a settlement of a rivalry between the Enchantment and Necromancy schools. Victor was miss Dauff, who received four marks out of five; mister Dale, his loss notwithstanding, was scored at five marks. This was notable because of the upheaval it caused afterwards, which ceased school function in both of those towers for four days.

Year 899: Professor Nestor Yimble versus Professor Beatrice Second Daughter, dueling by way of a traversal through two identical dungeons created by the other professors. The first one to bleed was the loser. Several wagers were registered: first, between the two dueling professors, the wager was a single gold piece. Second, a large racket of betting was placed on the various traps and challenges added to the dungeons by each of the other professors, at varying odds. The duel was a tie, as neither of the two of them were damaged by any traps or challenges. This was a commemorative duel for the year before 900.

Year 890: Adventuring Tenure Candidate Abrecan versus Instructor Cosmo Bergamot; this duel was performed under a modified version of the Mages' Duel spell, which technically made it unauthorised. Victor was Abrecan, though the victory is null because neither participant used any magic. Wager was, apparently, something to do with a social interaction.

There are more that are not publically available for various reasons. If you can provide an authorisation key, I can tell you about a few more. Was this the information you needed?

[death-in-shift]

I posted 904 times in 2022

That's 904 more posts than 2021!

191 posts created (21%)

713 posts reblogged (79%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@dark-lina

@xpricity

@leon-the-rookie

@mixtapejunkie

@ask-the-ghostface

I tagged 746 of my posts in 2022

Only 17% of my posts had no tags

#dead by daylight - 418 posts

#oc - 381 posts

#roleplay - 331 posts

#dbd roleplay - 256 posts

#dbd - 233 posts

#dark lina - 149 posts

#xpricity - 121 posts

#lillie - 120 posts

#self insert - 111 posts

#dead by deadlight - 94 posts

Longest Tag: 100 characters

#the one boba tea olace sold ones where it was stuffed with eggs crab meat avocado and this one sauce

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

"Hi" Lillie stood there, her voice cracked and her eyes puffy and reddend. Yet she showed no signs of weakness, smiling nonetheless. "I got a gift for you, I hope you like it..."

*Pulls out a giant cow plushie*

“Thank you-!” Jae looks at Lillie with worry shown on his face. “Are you ok?” He holds the cow plush with two of his spider legs. The first thing he does is place his hand on her forehead, then the sides of her face, taking temperature. “Did something happen? Are you sick?”

43 notes - Posted November 29, 2022

#4

CRADLE:

Roze, the last thing he remembered : him appeared here was a dense fog and spider legs that looked like they were trying to catch him, but they didn't know where he was. And then a forest appeared ... a lot of fog and this silence and a strange feeling that something was wrong. Plus this strange creature in samurai armor? It was hard to say. He tried to kill this little ... Roze looked at the little demon his arms,.

Jae is short and quite light, so even for a young vampire like Roze, could carry him.

"Later I'll take care of it," he muttered softly to himself, looked around, he guess it was relatively safe here.

Well, his latest work, a painted self-portrait, served to stop the attacker for a while and give them both time to escape. It was a pity that the brushes and easels he lost as a result, everything was made to order, but now it wasn't important. He put Jae on the ground and examined it. He was looking for wounds, and when he found them, he broke off a large piece of his clothes to stop the bleeding.

Jae breathed heavily from the pain. His vision was slightly blurred. The demon tried not to pass out from the blood loss. He turns his head to the side to see Roze, who was aiding him in the safe area.

“Thank you..” A small, slight raspy voice came out.

44 notes - Posted November 9, 2022

#3

Here alone ? * look around * i have better idea * take his hand* mmm okey then * teleporting herself and him to her home in fog* welcome in my crypt

I looked around the Crypt. “Whoa.” I also realized I’m not in the cage anymore.

51 notes - Posted October 4, 2022

#2

Lillie has a panic attack, which are freeze attacks for her. She will feel incredibly cold for hours, nothing seems to make her warm and this causes her to panic because she can't change the shivering or cold feeling that makes her stiff.

Her mind not working, frozen, she had shuffled to the large room where Jae and her were sleeping on the couch. She sat directly in front of the fire place on the floor, wearing the onesie and had a blanket draped over her. Still she was shivering, hugging her knees.

Jae wakes up and looks around for Lillie. He sees her sitting by the fireplace. He felt something off and went to go check on her without sneaking up on her by accident.

“Lillie?” The demon softly calls out. “Are you ok?” He sits next her and sees her shivering. Jae gets up to grab his blanket and wraps it around her, tilting his head to see her still shivering like before. ‘I’ve never seen this before.. What should I do?’ He thinks while calmly looking at her.

“I can make the fire hotter if you want.” He holds his hand out and concentrated on making the fire warmer.

53 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Continue from : https://at.tumblr.com/dark-lina/cradle-roze-the-last-thing-he-remembered-him/iiipl3o5g382

“Ahh I didn’t mean to sound mean.” Jae yawned, burying his face completely into the pillow.

While both Morgana and Roze were talking, Jae was lost. The demon lacked knowledge of vampires, but since he’s in the library, he could read about them. But as he’s being held by Roze, his warm embrace is slowly lulling him to sleep. Jae leans onto Roze and let out a soft, spider-like purr.

‘I’ll read another time. But I should stay awake in case they need to talk to me.’ He though as he closed his eyes for a bit.

107 notes - Posted November 16, 2022

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