#sangorator

[v1nsmoke]

yesterday i realised that i dont have any pieces of sanji in his wano outfit, so i obviously had to change it

inspired by this panel from "shokugeki no sanji":

[stlispenard]

nicki and armand @lamourstre share a password to a lestat @sangore hate account, you heard it here first

[monstroum]

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them . / Louis :’)

pressing his face to lestat's neck had been the closest thing to home louis had felt in years . as he embraced the other vampire , his fingers sunk into the fabric of his robe , greedily clinging onto him lest that too be a hallucination that might fade away with the incoming storm . but he was there , as real as he and alive and mourning ! the sadness and beauty of it all overwhelmed louis ㅤ─ ㅤ he sniffled as he clung to his first love ( the only one he'd ever bother to tell anyone about ) and wished he could stay there , in the darkness that was the valley between lestat's neck and shoulder , fully immersed in him .

but louis would force himself to pull away so that he could face him . DID YOU HURT YOURSELF ? ㅤ─ that question alone had nearly broken him ( when had it been the last time anyone had cried for louis' misery besides himself ? ) and louis was sure he'd forever be haunted by the pain which struck lestat's angelic features at that moment . he moved a hand to carefilly tug blonde locks behind the other's ear . louis left his hand there , pressed against lestat's face as his thumb gently stroked the curve of his cheek . he was wiping away crimson tears while pressing small chaste kisses against his face , his nose , the corner of his mouth , his chin , his lips ... small offerings of affection that couldn't heal the wounds lestat wore but that would hopefully show how willing louis was to try .

" i was tired of thinkin' how to survive through eternity without her ㅤ─ ㅤ without you . i couldn't see myself ... in the world ... " broken sentences were clumsily stitched together . looking at lestat's face made these small confessions more difficult to admit to . but louis had to , FOR HIS SAKE ... FOR LESTAT'S ... " i stepped out into the sun and i was ㅤ─ ㅤ i was ready to let go . to slip into whatever hidden layer of the universe she's waiting in and , as i burned , i prayed that , wherever i went , there'd be no more pain or guilt or fuckin' shame ... so i closed my eyes and , " louis' voice shakes . and when he speaks again , it's hardly more than a whisper . " i was back at the altar . "

[horrorsfollowed]

There's  more,  there  is  always  MORE  on  the  shoulders  of  a  woman  who  can  not  make  a  PROPER  choice.  The  one  who  knows  despite  what  she  may  do,  the  cards  will  always  be  the  WORST  they  can,  the  tower  is  her  future  and  she  LOOMS  in  an  eternal  state  of  everyone  and  everything  leaving  her.  Conversation  can  often  bring  this  back  to  her MIND. 

What  she  FAILS  to  see  is  how  often  she  forgets  to  HIDE  these  things  with  her  face.  Well  versed  socially  she  is,  she  forgets  what  her  face  can  EMOTE  clear  she  is  so  full  of  emotion  she  will  BURST  .  Wine  lifted  to  her  lips  as  he  speaks  before  shoulders  SHRUGGED.

 ❝Not  all  of  life  is  good  &  happy,  DESPITE  what  I  may  say  often  the  tragedies  of  life  are  what  TAKE  OVER  my  thoughts.  I  apologize,  that  sounded—  a  lot  less  horrible  in  my  head.❞

@sangore sent: " the look on your face says there's more on your mind . "

[sanguilt]

He   does   not   wish   to   miss   the   shadow   that   looms   over   him.   The   road   to   Europe   had   been   full   of   friction   between   him   and   Claudia   and   at   last,   it   seem   that   Paris   was   gonna   give   them   a   new   chance   to   rebuild   their   broken   pact,   and   yet,   perhaps   the   city   is   a   mistake   as   it   bears   all   reminders   of   the   man   who   was   his   lover,   maker,   mentor   and   more.   As   french   it   would   get   and   his   mind   thinks   how   Lestat   would   fit   so   easily   in   the   parisian   crowd.   How   without   needing   to   stand   out,   Lestat   would   drive   attention   as   he   often   does.   "I   told   you   not   to   come   here."   he   speaks   to   his   mind,   that   congures   the   image   of   a   dead   man   before   him   and   yet   his   eyes   soften   with   guilt   at   the   sight   of   a   neck.  

There   is   no   longer   blood   but   Louis   remembers   being   so   much   of   it,   still   the   smell   of   it   lingering   in   his   hands.   "You   never   told   me   of   Paris.   You   barely   spoke   of   your   time   here."   Of   France,   what   he   knows   had   been   enough   for   him   to   know   him   then   and   want   him.   What   he   told   Paul   about   being   raised   with   brothers   and   an   overbearing   father,   the   pressures   of   it,   and   his   ire   with   God   had   been   real,   so   raw,   he   felt   it   in   his   bones   now.   Was  she   worth   it?   The   ghost   whispers   and   he   doesn't   answer   this   time.   "I   imagined   it   to   be   more.   .   .you,   I   suppose." @sangore

[ethicsbutcher]

❛   sit .  gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down .

america was such a strange land ; ancient yet new , wild but puritan , democratic and lawless , a symphony of contradictions . there were so many gods which had been brought there from the old country , hannibal lecter could not help but be fascinated by the abundance of miracles which plagued every inch of that country . he had hunted through the snow valleys up north , walked through the corn fields of illinois and , now , he had reached the southㅤ --- ㅤmiracles and misery walked hand in hand there . he could smell it in the air ; sugar and sweat and dusty still waters tightly intertwined like a snake nest into one sickening perfume .

all of those aromas had led the good doctor to a small casino . there he found dozens of men , red cheeked and chain smoking their way through a game of blackjack . hannibal had been perfectly content watching the game from a safe distance ㅤ--- ㅤ𝚃𝚁𝚄𝚃𝙷 𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙵𝙾𝙲𝚄𝚂 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙳𝚂 . instead they travelled along the curves of the men's exposed jugulars . some had veins as thick as tree roots travelling from the back of their hands and up their arms ... most were not young but life tasted better when it was well-lived .

suddenly , someone amidst the group noticed him . a handsome man with the most unusual pale blue eyes , gestured with his hand towards the empty chair beside him ( hannibal had sworn a large pink man had sat there just a second ago ) . he gladly accepted the invitation . " blackjack's first known written reference is by miguel de cervantes . the very same author who would write about don quixote's misadventures fighting windmills was a voracious gambler . " the good doctor explained as he was dealt a hand .

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ" a man who believes in luck's charms should never set foot within a casino , lest his faith be destroyed . the house never loses . " dark eyes finally locked with the stranger's . " does it ? "

[joedirtymadre]

Sandwiches - Part 2

LAW X READER! SMUT!! (Please send requests! PLEASE! 🙏)

Well you decided to play with fire and now you’re the one getting burned. At first it was fun and even a little cute to see Law get riled up whenever you flirt with him. However, you were always able to escape before he could catch you and make you reap the consequences. But something makes you feel like your lucky streak is about to come to an end.

You walked down the main streets of Wano, and found Sanji or Sangorou. “Hi (Y/N)-swan~” he cooed as he poured another bowl of soba. “Hi Sangorou,” you waved as you approached his cart. “Care for some soba?” He asked. “Not right now, I’m trying to find O-Robi. She said she would meet me here, but don't see her anywhere,” you sighed. “She’s probably a bit late, being a geisha is hard work,” Sanji explained. “You’re right, anyways I have to rush back to Luffytaro and everyone else. Tell O-Robi that I’ll stop by tomorrow!” You yelled as you ran down the street.

You decided to go down an alley for a shortcut, until you were suddenly stopped by a group of misfits. “Hi princess,” one of them said. “Just come with us and everything will be nice and easy,” another said. “She’d make a beautiful geisha,” one added. I rolled my eyes. “She’s with me, and if you wanna live I’d leave her alone,” a dark voice said behind me. Oh no… your eyes widened and slowly turned around. Oh god, he finally found me!

“Huh?! Get out of here punk! We just want her!” the leader of the group said before charging towards Law and I. I quickly hopped out of the way, to let Law deal with them. You watched as Law quickly sliced them into parts. Alright, this is my cue to… you were stopped by a firm hand on your shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going? Not even going to thank your savior?” Law smirked. “My savior? I could’ve knocked those guys out too,” you scoffed. “Sure you could,” he chuckled.

You quickly turned around to give him a piece of your mind, but was suddenly thrown against the wall of one of the buildings. “H-Hu-“ you were cut off as you felt a pair of rough lips overcome yours. You immediately felt your legs giving out, but before they could you felt an arm wrap around your body keeping you up.

Law finally pulled away, allowing you a chance to catch your breath. “What’s wrong (Y/N)-ya? Seems like you’re about to faint, let’s go somewhere more quiet,” he smirked as he teleported us to a secluded part of the forest.

You pushed out of his grip, causing you to fall back. You sat as you watched the raven haired captain loom over you, with a mischievous smile. “H-Hi Law…” you stuttered as you scooted back. “Hello, (Y/N)-ya,” he smirked as he followed me. “Leaving so soon?” He added. “W-Well, Luffy and the others are waiting for me so… I should probably get going,” you explained as you quickly stood up. As you tried to escape you felt a hand grasp your arm, pulling you back and being engulfed into a strong embrace. “Don’t worry, I told them I would meet with you because I had a small special mission for you,” he said. “Y-You do?” You asked nervously. “Mhmm… just call it payback for all those little teasings you like doing,” he whispered into your ear, causing your whole body to fill with goosebumps.

You found yourself in an abandoned shed that Law had discovered. You also found yourself naked, blindfolded and your arms tied by your ankles. Causing you to lay on your back with your privates exposed. You gasped as you felt a hand glide over your exposed skin. “L-Law!” you cried out. “What’s wrong (Y/N)-ya?” His breath hitting your skin. “No m-more teasing p-please,” you begged as you’ve gotten tired of him running his fingers or hand across your skin.

“Alright, since you asked so nicely,” he chuckled as you gasped at the sudden insertion of his fingers. “Ahhh!” You let out. Your body burned as he slowly thrusted his fingers into your pussy. “Such a wet pussy, my fingers slipped in so easily,” he said as he increased the pace. “F-Faster! Faster!” You cried. “Such a demanding tone, I don’t know if I like that,” he said as he slowed down his pace. “No! No I’m sorry, pl- please go faster?” You begged as you bucked your hips. “That’s better,” he said before increasing the speed again. “Mmm~ Law~!” You moaned. “You’re so cute (Y/N)-ya,” Law smirked. You gasped as you felt something wet swirl around your right nipple. “L-!” You threw your head back as you felt bites on your breasts.

Your head was becoming fuzzy and dizzier, making it difficult to keep up with Law’s words. “Man, your body is so fucking sexy… I’d love to show you how sexy you are every single day,” he said against my skin. “H-Hah! Mmmf!” You responded. “Can’t speak huh?” He chuckled. “Well then let’s get to the final act,” he said. You whimpered at the loss of his fingers. “La-W!” You cried out as I felt something larger replace his fingers. “Haa! Ah! Law~” you moaned as his cock stretched my walls, while hitting deep inside me.

“Fuck…” he groaned.

“Law… p-please untie me…” you begged. “Well… since you’ve been a good girl,” he groaned, and slowly untied your restraints. You quickly removed the blindfold, allowing you to see the man in front of you. “Wanted to sit in the front seat, huh?” He smirked. You blushed, and threw your arms around his neck. “Don’t stop,” you said. “Still so demanding, but I’ll allow it… this time,” he said as he continued thrusting hard and deep inside you. You trembled under him, feeling your body get warmer and warmer with each thrust. “HaaA!” You cried out as you felt him bite your shoulder. Your hands traveled to his hair and grasped it. “Fuck, fuck…” he whispered into your ear.

“L-Law~ kiss me~” you moaned. Law quickly moved his lips to yours, and with one rough thrust you gasped into the kiss. Allowing him to slip his tongue inside. You both fought each other, but Law was ultimately the winner as you were too weak from all the pleasure. His tongue explored your cavern as he continued to thrust his cock.

He slowly pulled away, “I almost forgot something,” he smirked. “Hmm?” You hummed. Then an electric shock coarsed through your body and you felt his finger glide over your clit. “L-Law?” You questioned. “I can’t be the only one who finishes,” he smirked as he rubbed your clit.

You threw your head back, “Too much! Ah!” You cried out. “God, your moans are so sexy,” he said before increasing his pace. “Law! S-Slow down! Law!” You choked out. “I’m-!” But it was too late, you felt a sudden electric shock run through your body. You felt your nails dig into Law’s back as you rode along the waves of ecstasy.

“Cumming without my permission, huh?” Law asked as he began thrusting faster. “Wait! I’m- I’m sensitive!” You let out. “Mmm, good,” he whispered in your ear. You continued to dig your nails into your back, you couldn’t control your moans as he pounded away. “Fuck…” he groaned, and did one final thrust. You felt your walls get coated as he let out a trembled sigh. “Fuck… I wanted to go a bit longer,” he said as he kissed your forehead.

“From now on you’re mine now, and don’t you forget it,” he said to you. Not realizing that you passed out from the overexertion and pleasure.

Law’s POV

“I guess I went too hard,” I said, as I cleaned her up. I picked her up, and teleported us to the submarine. “Captain!” Bepo called out as we landed. “Captain is that (Y/N) from the Straw Hats? Is she injured?” He asked as he inspected her. “No, just asleep, if you’ll excuse us we’ll be in my room,” I said as I passed him. “Your room? But we have extra bunks,” he said as he followed us. “No, I won’t have my wife sleep on a small bunk bed,” I smirked as I continued to carry her to my room. “W-Wife? When’d you get married?! When did you have the time? Aren’t we at war?!” Bepo asked, in shock. I rolled my eyes and shut the door to my door and softly placed her on my bed.

[akwolfgrl]

Fireworks

Day 1 first meeting/ first kiss Reiju x Okiku

@oprarepairweek

Reiju still couldn't believe what had happened. Her and her brothers were now free. Big mom had killed their father, setting them free. Thire was still working to be done, but she was confdtint between Dr. Trafalgar and Dr. Chopper that her brothers would be fine. They had already shown vast improvements since being here.

The streets were filled with people celebrating and rebuilding after Stawhat Luffy had taken down Kadio. Reiju stepped to the side to avoid being run into as children ran past giggling. She bumped into a warm body.

“Sorry,” Reuji apologized looking behind her and the up twords a gorgeous women with dark hair that hung down her back, dark blue eyes in a yellow kimono with chrysanthemum floral patterns, a pink cream and lavender obi, white tabi, and black-soled. Her face was round and skin smoth a prefect, dhe a gorgeous red lip and a slight brush of blush on beautiful face. Reuji stepped to the side of the women off the busstiling street.

“It's quite all right,” She smiled down at her with prefectly painted red lips. “The streets are rather packed today. It's so wonderful to see everyone so happy,”

“Yes I suppose it must be nice,” Reuji had seen her around but hadn't had the chance to meet the tall women before. “I'm Reuji,”

“Okiku, your Sangorous older sister,”

“Yes, it's quite easy to tell who I'm related to,” Reuji admitted with a small chuckle. “If you don't, would you care to show me around? It's simple, beautiful hear, very different from my own home,” She always did enjoy beautiful and deadly things, and she could tell the women next to was such.

“Oh I would love to, you cuaght me at the perfect time,”

Reuji was looking forward to it, she had always known she preferred the company of women, she had keep that sceart close to her chest, she had a role to play and one she did very well. Even if she was found to screatly break the rules. But now that she was free, it didn't matter anymore. there was no need to hide.

“Then shall we?”

<>

Okiku led the stunning women who had bumped into her around her home. She couldn't stop stealing looks at Reiju from the corner of her eye. With her vibrant pink hair and curly eyebrows, the other women certainly stood out. Even with the soft pink kimono with the different colored roses and lilys on the sleeves and hem, her yellow obi did little to hide to her figure.

Her blue eyes seemed deep and full of mystery, and her smile promised pain and pleasure if only one was bold enough to take it.

“Oh thire shuld be fireworks starting soon, I know a wonderful spot to them from,” Okiku decided to be bold and took the other women's hand in her own and led her up the hill.

She was unsure why she was acting this way. They had only just met and yet. Okiku couldn't stop herself from wanting to know more. She had heard that her and Sangorous brothers were receiving treatment to bring back all of their emotions to undo what had been done to them by their own father. She didn't know the details, but it must be hard to have to learn how to handle and regulate your emotions as an adult. Okiku chased thouse thoughts from her head as they neared the spot.

It was almost completely dark as the sun had dipped below the horizon. Okiku took a seat on the ground and patted the grass next to her. Reuji joined her after a moment. They sat in silence listening to the world around them, the wind ruslting therw the trees, the animals moving around, the fireflies had just come out to play.

“Oh!” Reuji examlies next to her. “What are these?”

“Thire fireflies you've never seen one before?”

“No never, I grew up in a floating castle, never spent time outside after drak that didn't involve training, thire was simple no time to just sit and enjoy the world around me,”

“Well now you do, now you have time,”

Reiju smiled at her, softer this time. She leaned closet, her kimono sleeve brushing against her own. They sat and watched the night sky light up with colors, celebrating their freedom.

[dailyopfigures]

Sanji: Figuarts ZERO Sangorou Figure 

Manufacturer: Bandai Spirits 

[diabelskoga]

The downside of being Soba Mask is-- Sanji can't regularly smoke with the mask up. He's supposed to be hiding his identity, or something. Because technically, he has two identities now: Soba Mask/Stealth Black and Sangorou. So he can't pull down his ridiculous mask. This fucking sucks for him.

[lantai-kampoeng]

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[stlispenard]

what do you need to hear?

you are holy, you are divine you've eaten yourself alive long enough. it's time to pull yourself down from your cross. i promise you are good, you are pure. you do not have to be a martyr.

tagging: @monstroum @morghuli @sangore @luckbabe @eparvier @dustandrot @darkcreole & anyone else who wants to

[monstroum]

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other .  / Louis!

it was the fifth time that week louis heard the jazz band's set list . by now he had it all memorised : the lyrics , the piano solos , the breakdowns ... the melodies his patrons applauded had left louis feeling dull and empty . but perhaps the music wasn't to blame for his hollowing ㅤ─ ㅤ he eyed the lead singer from head to toe and felt his brow furrow ; antoniette ruined all of the new orleans' classics with her nasally voice . her audience had only been persuaded into thinking she was a good singer due to her absolutely average beauty . louis pinched the bridge of his nose ㅤ─ ㅤ he was ashamed to find out just how JEALOUS HE COULD BE . never before had his vision been distorted by envy . and yet , there he was , wishing antoniette would fail miserably just so he could have a good reason to fire her , banish her ... not kill though . never kill .

lestat had opened up their relationship and , though his reasoning had made sense , louis could not bring himself to feel indifferent towards the other's romantic escapades ( specially with her , always her , every evening ) . AM I NOT ENOUGH ? ㅤ─ ㅤ louis shifted in his seat , turning his head in an attempt to escape the ugliness growing inside him . it was then that he spotted another audience member ; a large man with a thick neck and a thicker head of hair . his beauty wasn't immediately obvious , but the more louis stared , the more he came to appreciate the shape of his nose which had , at some point of his life , been broken . how much his small eyes shined in the candlelight , the wide white smile ... their gazes met then and louis felt emboldened to get up and introduce himself . BUT ONLY FOR A MOMENT .

before he could will himself to get up , a hand was placed atop of his thigh . louis' gaze travelled from the ringed fingers , up the forearm , until he was face to face with lestat . the chair his lover was currently on had been empty just moments ago . " you alright there , mon cher ? " louis asked teasingly . he had always read about how love strengthens , how love saves , how it teaches people to do better . but no one had ever told him about HOW MONSTROUS IT COULD BE . no one told him about the possessiveness , the doubt , the anger ... louis eyed lestat up and down .

" thought you were enjoying the show . "

[serfuzzypushover]

The way to any Sans’ heart is to tell them a pun. They’ll fall for ya immediately- 

[sterlingscripts]

Just bought this. American Comics Group. Researching now. 2 of the owners were involved in the NY mob. Learning more. www.sterlingcomicbooks.com. #comicbooks #movie #alcapone #scarface #mob #americancomicsgroup #sangor #newjersey #jerseydevil #code #allowed #hotel #spanishmansion #pinewald #prohibition #alcohol #jorgepavajeau #art https://www.instagram.com/p/B9CwP-RJO8J/?igshid=10ygx74zeoijh

[ashlynniis-bracketeers]

Pestigor Doodle {Warhammer}

Don't mind me, just posting an interpretation of a Chaos-born Pestigor Beastman that I drew last night. BEST VIEWED ON A DARK BACKGROUND.

You don't really get any descriptions of Nurgle-aligned Beastmen outside of just being "Beastmen, but diseased", let alone directly Chaos-born Nurgle Beastmen. I'm taking into account both 40k (which tends to push Beastmen to the wayside unless they're Tzaangors lmao) and Fantasy/AoS (which is where the bulk of Beastmen lore comes from), so I decided to have some extra free-rein with this design with what design notes are commonly found with Nurgle.

With what I know: Khorne-born Beastmen, i.e. "Bloodgors" (or as I call them, "Sangors" because "Bloodgor" is a clumsy mouthful and Khorne originally wanted Sanguinius and his boys first lmao), have the faces of dogs and either have red, black-and-red, or brassy pelts; Tzeentch-born Tzaangors have the faces of birds (and occasionally bird-like feet as opposed to hooves) and a wide variance in colors and feathers; and Slaanesh-born Slaangors have the faces of cows, goats, and deer and tend to have green eyes. Then there's Nurgle-born Beastmen, which... we know nothing about outside of them commonly having only a single horn. With Nurgle's tendency towards antlers, we can assume deer or moose, but those are not Beastmen variants we have ever seen, nor are they something associated with Nurgle.

Nurgle forces are shambling, diseased things inured to pain, though whether it manifests as a full-body blubbery bloat or twiggy gauntness varies. They tend towards wearing green colors or just being colored some form of green, though it is often hidden under layers of disgusting grime and/or boils and rashes, or ripped open in the form of various exposed wounds, and they adore bone-like colors, slime, and parasites. Misshapen horns and antlers are common on both the head and as cancerous growths on other parts of the body, and being either cyclopean or have three eyes in the shape of their god's symbol. Tentacles are common, most often replacing a limb like an arm. Arthropod parasites are a common motif: The steed-beast of Nurgle is the four-winged Rot Fly, and his champion Typhus the Traveller is a walking host to the swarming Destroyer Hive.

Put that together and I ended up with this: Gaunt with a rot-bloated belly, a green pelt stained with blood, right arm replaced with a parasite-worm as a tentacle arm (that also has its own hyperparasites~), a gnarled antler on a three-eyed bug-head. We have bird heads with Tzaangors, so why not bug heads? More than just mammals.

I hope you like it!