#sans disappears into the ether

[jazzyartsssss]

ITS LET PAPYRUS SAY FUCK DAY!!!!

From @insanelyadd ‘s post

ALSO PEER PRESSURE ADULTS INTO GIVING US COOL DUDE SHIRTS NYEH

[spacedace]

Had some more random ideas for the Accidentally God Queen of Clones Elle and her Amnesiac Knight Champion Kon AU (which really is a prompt a swear, ignore all the details/too many ideas I don't know enough about DC to be able to write this, so I'd anyone sees anything they like in any of this go wild ❤️)

- Tim doesn't take his mask off while in Elle's lair so Kon doesn't put together the fact that Tim is the mystery boy he kinda remembers. Leading to Kon saying that he hopes to one day find the boy he was in love with while Tim is trying to help him get his memories back, which then has Tim spiraling that Kon had a secret boyfriend that he never told Tim about before going missing.

- Elle and the rest of the Clone Club realizing immediately that Tim has to be The Guy and deciding to run with this chance for chaos and matchmaking. They lie about being able to send Tim back immediately and that he's gonna have to stay for awhile, but hey he can room with Kon! Ignore the fact that there are hundreds of rooms in this place, Kon has a big bed and is great at snuggles!

- When Kon became Elle's Knight, he started getting trained by Fright Knight & Pandora. He gets really good at fighting with just about every weapon (baring firearms) imaginable as a result.

- Fright Knight also insisted on teaching Kon all the other stuff outside of fighting a knight must know including the code of chivalry and the "Seven Points of Agilities" which sounded fine to Kon (learning how to ride horses/Night Mares and how to joust were both cool & expected) up until he was learning how to waltz with the giant ghost of fear as his partner. And don't get him started on having to both be able to recite and write love poetry (Elle, at least had fun, though that really came from laughing at his expense).

- He has tattoos now, some sentimental or just because he likes them, but he also has an ornate sword going down his back, and a shield split across both firearms that appears whole when he holds them together. The sword and shield are actually his (magical/ghost made) weapons that disappear from his skin when he summons them and return when he's done with them.

- Baddass and beautiful ornate (but practical and very comfortable!) Knight armor! It has filigree! And a cape!

- Instead of his sword sending people to the Nightmare Dimension, instead his shield can reflect attacks back at people (it's made to be used for ectoplasm based attacks, but can be used to deflect lazers).

- When Kon surrenders to the Justice Leage, he is wearing his armor, though sans helmet (which Pandora & Fright Knight are gonna kill him for later, helmets being a key features in the whole not dying portion of fighting has been something they've been yelling at him about for ages) and seeing Kon in ethereal knightly armor makes Tim bluescreen for a bit because damn.

- Kon falling in love with Tim and feeling conflicted because his mystery boy is out there somewhere, while Tim is just agonizing over the fact that Kon never told him about mystery boy and oh god did Kon not trust him with that?

- Elle gets Fright Knight in on the match making by telling him it'd be a good way for Kon to practice chivalry. Fright Knight takes this as an opportunity to make Kon recite his bad poetry (written about Tim both in terms of Kon writing about mystery boy and writing about Red Robin). It's truly awful. Tim loves it.

[gingerylangylang1979]

Does Carmy die in the end? Don't hate me.

Ok @thoughtfulchaos773, here's the post.

I've been thinking for a while that Carmy may die in the finale. I may not be able to write this post as intelligently as it deserves but here it go.

You know how shows tend to end how they begin? The pilot begins with Carmy on a bridge with the bear in a cage. This is a dream and seems like a final showdown with his nemesis/alter ego. They are about to battle and then a car horn and swerving sound breaks the dream state and Carmy wakes up in his reality. We also get a scene of a body in a morgue. We assume it's Mikey but what if it's Carmy. We also hear voices from Micheal as if him and Carmy are in the same realm.

All throughout the show driving is a theme. It always seemed noteworthy to me because it's a show themed around cooking. Why is driving so important?

In "Hands" there is a lot of emphasis on who can drive and who can't. In "Dogs", there is confusion on where Cicero lives. Cicero later discusses a dream about Carmy's dad driving and what seems to imply Carmy is the little boy flying forever in the air. Sounds ominous. Syd names her catering company Sheridan Road. In season two Carmy and Claire make random trips out to the suburbs and needing a ride is central. Why do either of them really need a ride to do these errands? Donna crashes her car into the family home. Syd tells Richie to drive friends and family night.

Now back to it all coming full circle. There has been a lot of speculation of Carmy leaving for a different career or not. If we fully accept that he doesn't leave by choice, he could leave due to death. Why does everyone from the health inspector to Mr. Sirsky (sp?) confuse Carmy as the dead brother?

Carmy seems to be gradually handing the place over and disappearing but it doesn't seem to be conscious. That would make him seem suicidal like Mikey. But it's not that, he has no idea he's setting up his departure. He gives Tina the knife. His new whites have his initials in san serif white font, not the pronounced blue cursive, like he's a ghost. Syd's scenes parallel his as if she is meant to take over. He tells her it's her ship and I'll dial business you are everything else. Syd and Carmy are often shown in ethereal light, like Mikey looking back at Carmy in 1.8. Do they both pass on and Syd is the new hope/destiny?

And then, again there is the reference back to the pilot if this all comes true and full circle. Anybody who watched Six Feet Under gets it. I always found these two stories very similar. In the pilot Nate (Carmy) has an aneurysm. We kind of forget about it because the story shifts to him coming back home as the prodigal son and the whole family dealing with the death of the patriarch and the passing over of the family business. The brother who stayed (Richie) is resentful. He stayed. He didn't really want to be a mortician but it was how he stayed close to the family and tried to bond with the dad. The business is in shambles and they have to "change the chemistry" to make it work. A new talent (Sydney) comes in that makes it all better and offers a different perspective. I won't go into the entire plot but in the end what happens? Nate dies. Aneurysm. Full circle. This is often how shows end. There are often clues.

My theory is that somehow Cicero and his dad tie into some sort of trip to the suburbs. I honestly think Cicero is Carmy's real dad. I feel somehow this will come to light and he makes a trip to see one of them. Why was Carmy confused about where Cicero lives? I don't think that was a throwaway line.

Does Carmy die in a car accident in the suburbs?

I may have left out a few things but I dunno, thoughts?

[jovialtorchlight]

The Nokia Phone Underneath the Bleachers

In 2004, I slipped out of the pocket of Ian Thomas’ denim JNCO jorts and fell into the darkness deep beneath the gym bleachers at Cumberland Hills Middle School. ( For the record, Ian’s jorts had a bulldog patch on the back pocket. They were sick.) For Ian, the consequences of my neglectful disappearance were fleeting; he had to wash his dad’s car and couldn’t play Halo for a weekend.

Me? I faced a solitary prison. My battery stayed alive for a month, and everytime someone called Ian, “Come Out and Play” by the Offspring rang out in the cavernous purgatory. My neighbors? A crumpled up Gogurt wrapper. Dust. A desiccated Cheeto. A clove cigarette that fell out of Ryan Ashbin’s pocket in 2006; crumpled up detention slips; later, an influx of Silly Bandz. Livestrong Bracelets. For nineteen years, I could smell only buttsweat and Axe; in 2007, a gym sock fell a few inches from me and I prayed for the vicious odor to be fumigated.

The massive quaking and reverberations from pep rallys ; the secret conversations. Usher on loop during school dances.

I have been a silent witness.

A witness to conversations soaked in the melodrama of existing, for a moment, as a thirteen year old. To them, it felt like forever, like it was everything. But I saw them pulled away by time, out of the school, away and into the world. A collection of tiny moments, faded into the ether, that at one time, to some kid, mattered more than anything else.

Vince Garcia scrambling up the bleachers, tears in his eyes, huddled at the top corner, hyperventilating. Mr. Bennet following shortly behind him, his massive body creaking up the bleachers, gently coaxing Vince to come back to class.

“It’s my dad,” Vince croaked. “He’s dying.”

Rosie Blair admitting to her best friend that she cut herself. Tom Gatlin coming out to his best friend. Macie Howard breaking up with Danny Evans and dating Howie Grant and then getting back together with Danny and Danny’s ex-Tracey Young jumping Macie and pulling her hair. A debate that almost devolved into a fistfight over whether Bigfoot existed in San Andreas.

I have seen the years pass by through the cracks in the bleachers. On a cold December afternoon in 2023, light permeated the darkness. A hand grasped me, and pulled me out of the catacombs.

I guess I had it better than most old phones; discarded in a landfill, resting beneath piles of junk in a drawer. And I don’t know where I am going.

Phones today are fragile, glassy, imperceptible to me. I cannot fathom what they can do. I don’t think I’ll be returning to the workforce.

Maybe I’ll write a book? Maybe they’ll run me over with a truck and film it, just to see how indestructible I really am.

But when September rolls around, and the nervous sixth graders fill the gym, waiting for orientation, I won’t be underneath the bleachers.

My tomb has been unsealed.

[chiquititaosita]

Sanji with a Latina brujita s/o

Here’s one with zoro, I really had fun doing this one. Since he’s my esposo. Let me just spoil y’all with this one

Cw:

I saved my man because I love to write about him. 😭😭

- sanji realizing you’re a bruja is the cutest shit ever he has those stars in his eyes.

-“you’re a witch you must’ve casted on a spell on me with your ethereal beauty because i can’t stop admiring you Y/n Swannn!!”

- When you told Sanji you thought he was gonna be like “kill all witches- you’re not even allowed to be here.” due to religious trauma.

- he was very accepting, since he himself growing up HATED his family. Poor bby.

- sanji seeing you doing mágica cocina (kitchen magick) basically cooking with intentions. he’s never gone back to mentioning that. the minute he started doing that. He just saw ✨abundance✨

-“are you burning sage my love?” You sniffed

-“ oh I’m sorry my darling! I just had the urge to-“ you just kissed him.

“you’re good. you’re just following your intuition. It’s one of the reasons I fell in love with you.” you whispered into his ears as you pulled the collar of his buttoned up short. kissing his cheek once more.

- there he goes having another nosebleed . AGAIN

-“see romero for prosperity, protection, and abundance” sprinkling the rosemary cologne, the herb into the mop mixture with Florida water.

“Rue for dispelling negative energies, and mágica negra.”

“Agua florida for cleansing and protection. Very powerful— SANJI DONT DRINK THAT! ITS COLOGNE!! PENDEJO!” His eyes widened and he spat out the cologne, coughing so much the ran to the railings on the sunny hacking, he threw up slightly.

-“Hey! Curly! at least you cleansed your lungs from having black lungs and no teeth KYAHAHHAA.” Zoro had no filter, and no right TO BE THAT PETTY!. Sanji just kicked him with his long leggies.

“Y/n Swannn!- have you seen my-“ you light his cigarette for him with your own lighter you use for your spirits.

“Darling, I have a question.”

“Hmm? What is it? amor?”

“How do you get rid of unwanted guests?”

“Turn the broom upside down.” you told him as you were giving the food offerings to your spirits.

“Do they eat that?” He puffs out the smoke

“Mhm. look I promise if it was luffy. It wouldn’t have stayed this fresh. there’s lots of crumbs see.” You point and he’s in amazement.

When he placed the broom upside down in the kitchen. he saw luffy run away! Sanji ran back to you and shower you with his love.

- he always watched you afar doing your rituals, he didn’t want to bother you nor want you to lose your focus.

-“ here’s some fruit. I don’t know if your ancestors will like it.” when he left it on there. He just placed it there as a way to introduce himself.

- he wanted their approval. he got it within two days. He talked about how you helped everyone. Just praising you.

-Saying “thank you for blessing me with this woman of my life. you do not understand how down bad I am for y/n San.” he kneels. As he felt a touch.

“No mijo. thank you. for being there for her. thanking for taking the time to meet us.” He saw an elderly woman who was your mentor. He was shook.

After a day passed by with the fruit. It looked like it was chewed up. And disappeared.

“What the!? Y/n CHANNN!!! What does it mean!?”

“They’re pleased. That’s why. Did you give them food?” You we’re in Awee as you heard him nod.

“You’re so sweet!!!”

- “Y/n!!! Merolinneee!! I have a gift for you!” he smiles and gives you roses. For you and your spirits. he knows that you’ll use them. Which makes his flutter knowing that they’ll be used for a purpose.

- You always make him wear an evil eye bracelet on his right hand..

- “Y/n chwan! YOU have a gift for me?!!” He’s in shock and he’s in love. His eyes will pop out of his sockets shape into hearts.

- “Yes let me put it on you.” you’d kiss his wrist making a cross on his wrist with a oil blend you made. then tied the bracelet on his right wrist.

“If it breaks,like it just unravels, an eye goes missing, or it just comes off. let me know. Take it off immediately.” He nods like an eager puppy.

when the bracket broke he didn’t know why he felt so bad poor baby.

“No no honey it’s okay, it just means it was done protecting you. You have people who are jealous of you that’s why.” You hugged him and explained the concept of mala de ojo (evil eye).

- He was in such great shock to find out how he felt better when he wore the bracelet he felt less stressed. He could sleep peacefully.

-when he’s not feeling well (which is rare) you know someone is up to something. “We’re going to the kitchen.”

- you do a limpia on him. He’s just relaxed to your touch. you understand he’s going to think it’s weird but he doesn’t. He finds it fascinating. when you rub the egg on his body.

- when you crack it into the clear class of water . You noticed what he had. You knew it was evil eye. “Mhm. Always. they’re from your previous job.” you rolled your eyes and disposed of the egg.

-“so now what?”

-“that’s it. How do you feel.”

“So much better thank you mom amour!!!”” He kisses you passionately

“What does it mean seeing a blue butterfly ?”

“ a new cauldron for my witch of my life!!”

-“ did you like the crystals I found!?-“

-“ you smell so good.”

-“ what’s my card of the day?”

-“ is the moon full tonight merolineee!! I want to make a meal for releasing past grudges.”

“Some mugwort for you and your divination.”

-“marigolds for day of the dead.”

-“ does your saint want a cigarette?”

“Have the spirits had their refreshments!?”

“Please keep my all blue safe. healthy and well.”

- If you’re a devotee to La señora Guadalupe he’s going to give her roses, cookies and water. And some wine. he’ll offer her something light and clean. He’ll go all out for her (I feel like he’s more familiar with her, than other ones)

- he switches out La Virgens space in your altar. Because you know how you can’t organize it.

-sanjis really organized surprisingly.

-he’ll buy you a necklace and bracelet of her. (Already cleansed and charged)

- she answered his prayers multiple times actually. “You’re going to be okay. mijo. Just breathe.”

- If you’re a devotee to La Santisma Muerte (like me lmao) he’ll light a cigarette and puff the smoke on her statues, place a box of them on her altar. Alcohol is a MUST. apples.

-she knows sanjis true intentions sometimes she talks to him in his dreams. (He’s a Pisces and Pisces have very vivid dreams)

- sanji will buy you a necklace for Santisma and take it to get blessed by the nearest shaman or devotee wherever island is possible.

- one time santisma told sanji “stretch your legs pendejo! you’re gonna get Charlie horse if you don’t do that shit!” She’ll wack him with her scythe.

-WATER SHE REALLY LIKES WATER. He always

sex magick now that’s another story.

- He’s in for it surprisingly

-the aftercare is legendary. because you know it works. he’ll be more obedient to you and nice to you.

- overall Sanji with a brujita s/o is like a dream come true to him. You got him wrapped around your finger

[emmyfairy]

Kandomere Wants a baby

kandomere has a realization as he watches you

a/n: alright friends Kandomere was the poll winner! this was inspired by real life events haha (sans the elf sadly) I hope you all enjoy, please like/ reblog if you do and my ask box is always open even just to say hi!

trigger warning: this fic discusses pregnancy!

gif not mine

It was late, the sun had long since set, but work is work, and so Agent Kandomere of the Magic Task Force arrived home late.

Again.

You couldn't fault him really, especially since this time he had sent a text message letting you know that a case had sprung up. You, as his lovely significant other, had taken the chance to make a nice dinner instead of being angry. 

As long as he came home in one piece you were happy.

You had prepared quite the spread, hearty pasta, bread, and an abundance of side dishes, knowing your man would be ravenous after such a taxing day.

Once Kandomere had finally gotten home, his face held a deep exhaustion, and annoyance, both of which disappeared as he wrapped his arms around you and saw the full table. The man had thanked you profusely for such a lovely dinner, before, during, and after finishing his two plates.

You brushed off his offer at doing the dishes, instead setting him on his nice chair in the living room with a glass of bourbon.

You could feel his eyes on you as you washed up at the sink, his chair positioned so the two of you could converse, discussing the idiots he had to deal with at work, Montehugh’s latest hobby update (apparently he is making donuts), and all the things you had gotten up to today.

Kandomere sat, sipping at his glass, his gaze heavy on you as he studied your form a bit more intensely than usual. From this angle he had a beautiful side view of you, watching your hips sway as you scrubbed the dishes. You had enjoyed the dinner as much as he did, and because of this the black slip dress you wore, which flattered your figure very well may he add, was clinging a bit tighter to the bloated tummy you were sporting. 

He knew you didn't care, bloating is a normal part of the digestive process, and he sure as hell didn't mind, in fact he loved it. He always enjoyed your soft bits, loving how they made you you and he showed his appreciation of them on the daily (if you know what I mean wink wink).

So as he watched you in the kitchen, his mind slipped into thoughts of other reasons your stomach could be poking out more, the way the dress was falling, made you look ethereal, made him think how perfect you would look pregnant.

In the past, the thought of his partner being pregnant would have made the elf balk, sick at the thought of such responsibility and never liking anyone enough to even consider such an atrocity. 

Now though, with you? The thought… it actually pleased him. Instead of adversity filling his stomach he felt excitement, the soft brushes of butterfly wings cluing the man into the fact that his feelings on the subject have changed drastically.

Suddenly he realized how much he actually wanted this. Wanted the future he had always sworn off, a house, a marriage license, and some kids. Kandomere was always someone who had feared domesticity, feared intimacy, but something has completely changed his view on it.

You.

He simply loved you, so much to the point where he suddenly understood everyone who gave him a look when he stated how much he didn't want a family, he understands now because he finally has the person he wants it with.

His person.

Kandomere was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice the water shut off, or you turning to him, toweling off your hands and mouth poised to ask him if he wanted to go get ice cream. When your gaze fell onto him you noticed his far off look, and the fact that his eyes were planted directly where your ass was.

Typical.

“Kandomere?”

…

“Kandy?’

…

“...babe?”

Sighing and giving up, you threw the damp towel at him, hitting him squarely in the face, fabric hanging over blue hair and gray eyes. 

“Hey what the hell.”

His big hands reached up to yank the towel off of his head, glaring at you until he saw your smirk, knowing somehow he had embarrassed himself.

And yet, the man who would normally care so much about this fact, didn't care, because he didn't need to be bothered feeling embarrassed with you. 

You quirked your eyebrow up, closing the distance between the two of you, arms reaching towards him,

“What’s on your mind boy blue?”

Your hands rested on his shoulders, his wrapping around your waist, conveniently putting his face just about in line with the object of his thoughts. 

“Hmmm, just thinking about something.” 

“Clearly.”  You scoff.

Still, he remained oddly silent, gaze set on you, it worried you a bit.

“You sure you're alright?”

It took him a moment to answer, 

“Yeah, just…”

He didn't go on, seeming as though he was afraid to admit what was on his mind, unlike his usual bluntness. 

Your hand left his shoulder, tucking some hair behind his pointed ear, and laying against his cheek, ushering his eyeline towards yours. 

“Tell me baby.”

And frankly he’d give you anything you could ever want, so who was he, a mere elf, to hold the truth from you. 

“I want a baby.”

Now that threw you to the left field.

Your mind raced a mile a minute, not sure where to stop or what to say to the man holding you.

He let you take your time, knowing he just left quite the impact on you.

It was a very sudden confession from the man you knew to normally sneer at the sight of strollers in the street, but you couldn't help but feel a warmth blossom in you. Kandomere wanted a baby? With you?

You knew he loved you, but this, this, would be the biggest commitment the man could ever make. All of this thinking never included a doubt that you wanted this as well. You wanted to have a baby, to have his baby, more than anything. But before that…

You looked back down to the man sitting in front of you, the yearning and vulnerability in his eyes almost enough to make you cry,

“Well, guess you're gonna have to marry me then huh?”

[seineroses]

𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒.

(𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮, 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮) 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝗒𝗂𝗇g 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 </3

𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 @obsesxxsed

𝗖𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗴𝗼𝗿𝘆; 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁

𝒄𝒘; 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 </3

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐔

𝗜𝗧 wasn't supposed to end like this..? You two were supposed to retire live a peaceful life away from the sacred demons

If 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 hadn't been so cruel, you would be happily jumping in her arms smiling under the shining sunlight

Here you are..your body cold, eyes dull, not showing the ethereal smile that adorned onto your face, easily showing true happy emotions she couldn't display

She needed to think of happy memories of you, but all she could think about was seeing you jump into battle, pushing her aside

As they all say, ❝your actions have consequences❞ getting cut onto your stomach, her eyes widening in horror. 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬..? 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠?

She doesn't want to go through it again, no.. No!! You weren't supposed to die-- she was.. supposed to live happily now

Who's gonna comfort her? Make her laugh when angers rises? You of course! No one else can ever replace the feeling of contentment she had by your side

So why? Why are you in her arms bloodied? This wasn't what she asked for.. Maybe she'll see you again

𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲.

𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐈

"𝐍𝐚𝐢-𝐤𝐮𝐧!" Yelling from the distance running as fast as you could towards the serpent pillar, also known as your boyfriend

"(Name)-?" Getting cut off, jumping straight into his arms making you both land on the ground

Laughing happily on what just happened, 𝘀𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝘆? Why are you here crying in his arms, blood seeping out of your mouth?

"Y-you idiot! Why'd you jump in?!" Tears falling down his eyes, wetting your uniform "You could've died..Nai-kun"

"It would've been better if you didnt-! Please don't leave me..!" Wailing againts your chest as the Kakushi could only watch in sadness

" 'm sorry..don't want you to die.." Muttering the only words that left your mouth as your eyes threatened to close

"N-no! don't close your eyes! You're going to be j-just fine..!" Tears landing on your cheek as you gave him one last smile

"𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿.."

𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔𝐔

"Tomioka-kun were on a mission together isn't that nice?!" Showing your natural bubbly aura that filled the room with such happiness

"Im delighted to see you ecstatic as always (Name)-san.." Patting your head softly, nodding at his words before walking to the destination

"Wahh-so scary im getting chills! What about you Tomioka-kun?" Clinging on to his arms, as he turns flustered at the sudden affection

"Mhm.." Hearing a faint rustle as the natural bubbly self disappears, furrowing your brows

Holding your katana tightly, as Giyuu grits his teeth, not long before hearing a loud scream, widening his eyes staring at you,

Or the so called illusion, as the demon quickly attacks him in his state, not thinking about what may happen you quickly jump into him getting your body sliced in half

"(NAME)?!" He saw red, gripping his katana tightly as he killed the demon in the most brutal way possible

"No-please..!" Holding your frail body as he wails in agony, he already lost everyone he loved.. But why you?

"I-i should've been more cautious.. Letting my guard down so easily stupid..-stupid!" Yelling on the top of his lungs

"Why..?" Maybe if he were a better Hashira this would've never happened,

𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻..

𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗯𝘂'𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂? <3

[thesafecafe]

In Love With a Monster: Ateez Edition Masterlist

There is something odd in the air this fall season. A strange bug of sorts, a sickness. It affects all creatures, human and monster alike. It comes along every year, and you’ll have to do your best not to get caught up in the chaos of it all. That is, unless you’d like to experience the illness called love... join in if you dare.

Disclaimer: These aren’t all probably going to be healthy wholesome love stories, as a good deal of them include trickery and some form of manipulation. That being said, this is not a representation of the idols or their real life personalities, nor do I believe they’d act this way. These are fictional depictions for entertainment purposes. Minors DNI, this is 18+ content. You have been warned. (gifs not mine).

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Say His Name: Vampire! Hongjoong x Baker Reader

He wants your attention. Just a little bit of it. He’s enamored of you. Totally smitten. The very mention of your name is enough to have the suave vampire melt into the nearest pile of cushions as he dreams of your future together. But there's a problem. You don't necessarily like Hongjoong. And you won't say his name. Could you perhaps know his secret?

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ Fan the Flame: Dragon! Seonghwa x Villager! Reader

Park Seonghwa is the resident local dragon. He’s polite when he needs to be, but he’s strict about getting his annual dues. He doesn’t ask much of the village. But when the centennial dragon anniversary is days away. and the people seem to have forgotten, he gives them an ultimatum: hand over a bride, or watch the village burn. They have the perfect candidate: You!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Ghostly (K)night: Ghoul/Frankenstein! Yunho x Historian! Reader

Yunho’s been a resident of the castle for as long as the townsfolk can remember, a friendly presence on a dark knight or a helping hand in the daytime. He’s a jolly fellow, and the townspeople love him. But no one ever seems to know his name, or occupation. What exactly is in the walls beyond the castle?

ﾟ+*:ꔫ:* From the Shadows: Illusion. Fairy/Vampire Hybrid! Yeosang x Librarian! Reader

The fae people have always been around your village. They’re rare to see, and even rarer to find these days though. That is, until you bump into a man who’s entirely too ethereal to be human. Yeosang is enchanting, and as magnetizing as one would expect a fae to be. But he’s not exactly who he seems...

ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+ In the Shallows: Merman/Siren! San x Aquaphobe! Reader

San has always loved coming to shore and teasing humans. It’s one of his favorite things to do. No one is immune to his song, and no one can ever resist playing in his games. That is, until you stumble out onto the dock, another helpless looking human that should be susceptible to his charms. But you don’t even react to his song. He’s determined to make you his new toy before the season ends...

*°:⋆ₓₒ Better in the Moonlight: Werewolf! Mingi x Barista! Reader

Mingi is a regular customer at your café. He’s sweet, always complimenting you and leaving you extra tips.. You don’t know too much about the big man, but you do know he’s your favorite customer. But one night,  when a storm rages and a particularly volatile customer makes closing up difficult, Mingi is right there to protect you.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Beyond the Crypt: Zombie Wooyoung x Sarcastic! Reader

Wooyoung isn’t particularly the ideal  guy. He hangs out in the cemetery, he disappears at night, and he always seems to have something red stuck to the corner of his lips. You’ve never been to his apartment, or seen any of his family, but you’ll soon find out that his secret goes far beyond the borders of life itself.

✧༺♥༻∞ Of Sticks & Stone: Gargoyle Jongho x Loner! Reader

Jongho had been alone for a while, the last gargoyle standing in the ancient castle. His brothers had been destroyed in many ways, from wars, to erosion from the storms that the castle was no stranger too. Now that you had inherited this castle from your grandfather, he hopes to have a companion. But you’re not exactly prepared to live with a magical, albeit sassy, gargoyle. Hopefully, you can find peace in each other’s presence.

[gentaro-kinniecom]

"𝒲𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓌 ℐ 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁"

→𝒫𝒶𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔: 𝒮𝒽𝓊 ℐ𝓉𝓈𝓊𝓀𝒾/𝑔𝓃!𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

→𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈:𝓃𝑜𝓃𝑒!𝒫𝑒𝓇𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓈 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓈𝓉? 𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 ℰ𝒾𝒸𝒽𝒾'𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝑒(𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑜𝓅𝓈..)

→𝒜/𝓃: ℋ𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒! ℐ'𝓂 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀! ℐ 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓁𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝑒𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓈 𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁!!

Valkyrie would never be the same again.

The war had heavily affected them, they lost against fine, Nito had left and Shu was left in a critical state. Mika did his best to try and help, but it was never enough. That was until Y/n entered their lives, a new star born to give light and hope.

At first, he thought of them as a nuisance, something getting in between Valkyrie's success and his devotion to such entitlement. But, little by little, Shu started to understand them more clearly, how well they would treat Mademoiselle, how caring and smart Y/n was...however, life doesn't have it's happy endings.

"How come you've never told us about bein' Eichi's fiancé..?" Mika asked, not aware of Shu's presence. Y/n sighed holding back tears as they spoke.

"I didn't want you to get mad at me for the things he's done to you guys, it's not even true love, my family arranged the marriage against my will" Hearing this, Shu entered the room as if he wasn't outside a few second ago, telling Mika to fetch some fabric from Kuro, leaving you both alone in an awkward atmosphere.

"It's no fun being lied to, right Y/n?"

"What could you possibly mean by that?" He sighed, placing Mademoiselle on the coffee table beside them as he spoke.

"I heard everything, if you are not truly happy, why not go against it?" To say he was sad was an understatement. Y/n rose from their seat, heading towards the door

"I can't, I wish my parent's would listen to me for once but that's impossible" With that, they left the room silently, bearing to not look back.

Y/n stopped visiting Shu and Mika as Eichi's sickness was worsening by the hour, they stayed with him throughout it all. He couldn't help but glance at his betrothed as they sadly looked at the mant buildings outside his hospital window.

"Is it true you're not happy with me?" His question shocked them both, of course the answer was clear, they were far from being happy with him, it was all a false reality he made up to please both their families and himself.

"I'm not supposed to do so but, as long as you're happy, I'm willing to let you go" They couldn't help but stare at him, tears failing to contain themselves as Y/n sobbed, he smiled, one so sincere it could've been mistaken by a mischievous one. Not hesitating to stay more than intended, Y/n thanked Eichi, quickly exiting the hospital in search for their loved one.

It all felt surreal, entering Yumenosaki Academy at such late hour to find Shu. To their surprise, Mika was the first they encounter as they entered the sewing room.

"Eh? Y/n...? What are ya doin' at this late hour?" Mika sat beside them as he listened to them talk about what happened. He stared in shock, not believing someone like Eichi would understand how unhappy they were.

"I came as soon as I left the hospital, I need to speak with Shu"

"The last time Oshi-san was here, he was practicin' for our opening show this week, perhaps you'll find him outside near the fountain"

Oh how ethereal he looked while practicing under the stars beside the fountain, his aura was quite something. They sat on the fountain, admiring his singing when suddenly Y/n got dragged into it. Alarmed, Shu looked back to see Kanata hugging them while smiling.

"Kanata! Geez you nearly gave me a heart attack"

"Puka~ Puka~ you looked "cute" staring at Itsuki-san" Dear God, how badly they wanted to disappear right now. Shu chuckled, helping you get out of the fountain, placing his cardigan on their shoulders

"You might get cold, so hold onto this as we enter the building"

"You didn't have to..." He simply smiled, holding their waist while walking inside. Shu offered them some tea, wrapping a blanket around Y/n so they wouldn't get sick. In the end, Y/n was happy he took care of them ever since the slip up. Still, they sat in silence, not knowing what to say

"I'm sure you came back to talk about something, you look deep in thought"

"I just, I wanted to say how much I adore you, ever since I stepped in Yumenosaki Academy, I had my eyes set on you" Shu took their hands, blush on his face as he tried to avoid eye contact.

"I'm glad the feeling is mutual...I'm also assuming Eichi-?" They nodded as he stepped closer, gently holding your chin, facing them

"Can I...kiss you?"

"Of course, go ahead" Not wasting any time, Shu kissed them softly, smiling while embracing them. Nothing could ever make them feel so loved as this. Parting away while giggling softly, it was the best feeling ever.

A few months after graduating, Shu and Y/n opened a shop not so far from Yumenosaki, it contained tons of their designs up front for sale, a one of a kind fashion piece. It's safe to say their relationship turned for the better.

"Darling, you should rest, it's quite late." Y/n said as they spotted Shu sewing tiredly, smiling as he saw their figure in the doorframe of the sewing room

"Of course my dear, I was just finishing this shirt" He said, tidying up his stuff as he joined them in bed, kissing their cheek softly before drifting off

"Goodnight my love" Shu couldn't be happy as he felt Y/n's arms around him gently, smiling as they slept together in each other's arms.

[kumoriyami-xiuzhen]

Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou Short Story - Sannan

first translation of the month! still working out my queue but it should hopefully get stabilized this month. currently half done next week's translation.

anyway, in light of one of my least favourite more disliked routes getting a musical... i decided i might as well go with this of the four short stories i got from the 天雲ノ抄 特典小冊子.

Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou Short Story - "As ethereal as light snow" [alternatively can be interpreted as 'Misty like snow' but I think what I put makes more sense]

Translation by KumoriYami

——It was a quiet and cold night.

"….Ho…hooh…"

The cold air wrapped around my cheeks caused me to shiver, and I slowly opened my eyes from under the covers.

For it to be quiet and cold again, that wouldn't do… While feeling a bit uncertain, I slowly opened the door.

"Ah…"

As I expected, a thin layer was covering the sand and gravel, and a silver-white world was before my eyes.

"No wonder why it's so cold…"

At it felt like my neck wanted to shrink from the cold, my eyes widened at the figure standing standing in this night scene of white snow.

"Sannan-san…?

While the snowflakes quietly fell from the sky, Sannan-san, who remained motionless as he gazed at the snowy clouds [literally "snow clouds"], looked very unreal. Right, it really seemed as if once the sun rose, he would disappear with the snow.

"——Sannan-san."

"Oya…?"

As Sannan-san just seemed to notice me, he quietly turned his gaze.

"Why are you up so late? Normal people should be sleeping right now."

"Ah, no. I just woke up before coming over, and since I saw you, I…."

"I see. Did you want to criticize me for going out like this?"

"No, I wasn't…"

Hearing his self-deprecating tone, I didn't know what to do, but he smiled happily.

"Hehe. When I see you, I can't help but want to tease you, it's truly a headache… Well, you're here because you're worried whether or not I'm feeling cold, right?

"Yes. Because it's snowing, I think you might catch a cold if this continues…"

"… Rather, I would like to see if I can catch a cold."

"Eh?"

He didn't give me any time to think.

"Don't worry. I simply wanted to go outside and watch the snow fall, so I cam outside to take a look. I'll be heading back to my room right away, so please return to your room."

Sannan-san spoke towards me with a smile.

"…Yukimura-kun?"

"What is it?"

Sannan-san looked at me with unmasked surprise.

I had gone back to my room just now… and now I had shown up in the courtyard again.

"Really… It's very cold here, so what did you come back here for?"

"I wanted to give this to you."

"…To give me an umbrella?"

He looked at the umbrella I handed over to him, and his eyes narrowed in disbelief.

"You body temperature will rapidly drop if you stay in the snow, so if you want to stay outside for a while longer Sannan-san, please at least use an umbrella."

" ——Thank you for your kindness, but as I just said, I'll enjoy the scenery for a while longer and then go back——"

"——That's a lie to me, right?"

As Sannan-san listened to me, his expression was completely unmoved. I however didn't mind and continued.

"Just from looking at the snow on your hair, it's obvious that you didn't just go outside."

"……"

"So, why have you been out here for so long?"

After a short moment of silence, Sannan-san softly sighed then began to speak.

"I want to figure out."

'Figure out, what…?"

"….Yukimura-kun, right now, what do I look like in your eyes?"

"What do you mean by look like…"

"You know, my hand recovered because of the power of Ochimuzu… At first glance, there are no differences between me and my past self, correct?"

"……"

"——But, even if I appear the same, ultimately, there are differences [actually don't have a subject noun here]."

Where is the difference.

Sannan-san, as if he were for the sake of explain it to me, let a snowflake fall into his hand.

"I know myself that my sense of being a human being is fading away with every second."

"What do you mean?"

"The feeling/sense is still here. The pain from injuries [can't tell if this is "my injury" or just wounds in general]. the taste of food, and also the feeling of really enjoying something… but it feels like there's a wall separating everything, putting it all in the distance."

Sannan stared at me with eyes that seemed to come from another creature/eyes as if he was looking at some sort of other creature… he spoke slowly.

"That's why I was thinking about figuring/wanted to figure out if I'm still human. Because of the cold I feel when the snow is on my skin…. I surely must be considered human.

I couldn't say anything.

His pain tightly gripped my chest, and the words I wanted to say dissipated once I came up with them. But despite that, I…

"…Sannan-san, you are human/a human being."

When I finally squeezed out a response, I opened the umbrella and passed it to him. To keep the biting-cold snowflakes from falling onto him.

"Even if you don't think that, the people from the Shinsengumi and me, we all think you're human. If you want to confirm this, I will answer you as many times as necessary."

"……"

"….That's why, please don't say such sad things again."

…I know that this could only provide superficial relief. I hadn't transformed into a rasetsu, and couldn't understand the pains of those that did.

"….You…. really, are quite lovely [可爱 can mean cute, lovely, adorable… and uh, i guess that fit best?]."

Sannan-san however did not take offence after hearing this, and gently smiled at me.

"What you're saying is unfounded. Even if you say that I'm human, the changes to my body will not stop."

"…That's…"

"But to hear some words of comfort, surprisingly doesn't feel bad."

He took the umbrella from my hand, then tilted half of it over me to keep the snow off of me.

"I found something better than the snow."

"Better than the snow…?"

"Yes. Compared to the bitter cold of winter, compared to hurting yourself… You being worried about me, more than anything, makes me feel like I'm still a human being."

"……"

"I don't want you to feel sad. It's okay, I won't do this sort of thing again."

Sannan-san looked very lonely as he spoke those words.

That's why, I…

"…Even so, it doesn't matter."

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter if I worry about this once in a while… As long as Sannan-san feels like he's still human."

"……"

Our conversation came to a temporary halt. Sannan-san showed a rare and unexpected facial expression…. but soon after, he slowly smiled.

"…Hehe. You really are quite lovely."

Sannan-san spoke with a smile, and the smile that blossomed onto his face felt completely opposite to the snowy sky.

---end---

honestly i don't know if i'll watch sannan-hen but i guess i'd be interested in how they did kaoru... since i'm fairly sure he was in sanan's route. kinda forgot about that until i saw a 2.5 video with the original actor for kaoru from okita-hen alongside these two.

on the left is the actor for shinkai souma-hen's souma, and on the right is the actor for okita-hen's nagumo kaoru.

[orionali]

SIMS 4: PEMBROKE HOSPITAL — VAMPYR — FULL CC LIST

Disclaimer: I “ranked” the CC that had been used in order of relevance — from “you can technically play without this but the Hospital is going to look abysmally half-assed and will be missing heaps of assets” to “you can play without this and most you’re going to be missing is a few clutter items.” 

All CC that I used is free/not-early-access. 

A big thank you goes to all CC creators; you’re the reason this game hasn’t died yet!

FIND THIS BUILD ON THE GALLERY, ID: a_orionali

~[THIS POST AS A GOOGLE DOC.]~

1. MUST-HAVE CC: 

⟹ Syboulette

LOFT BRICK BUILD. Used for the fencing around Pembroke and is its main outside wallpaper. The inside columns are from this pack as well.

HIPPOCRATE. The required hospital pack. 

⟹ TheJim07

MANSION PANELS - PART 02. The entire second floor of the Pembroke (sans Edgar’s office) uses this CC wallpaper.

OFFICE SET FROM TS3. Edgar’s (fancy) desk is here. Attention: if you don’t download this, all the vast clutter on the said desk will disappear into the ether.

⟹ Sixam

SMALL SPACES: PANTRY. Uses many clutter items from the pack. Edgar’s leftmost office shelf is also from this pack. 

SMALL SPACES: LAUNDRY ROOM. The basement laundry room is functional and decorated thanks to this pack. 

HOME BASICS COMPLETE COLLECTION. Lots of excellent deco-clutter here (books mostly). 

WEDNESDAY GOTH BEDROOM. Edgar’s favorite papier mache skull is from here. Yes, I’m putting that skull alone in the must-have section because, woah, does Edgar love it. 

⟹ Felixandre and/or Harrie

OCTOBER 2017. The statue in the Pembroke plaza is here.

JANUARY 2018. A few windows and the two back doors are from here.

ORJÁNIC, PART 1 AND 2. Some trusses/windows were used and the main doorways are from here too.

LONDON EXTERIOR. Nearly all of the exterior doors and windows are from this set and that shouldn’t come as a surprise. 

KYOTO, PART 2. The planks from this pack form the cosmetic “lines” you can see on Pembroke’s facade. The same planks have also been used as boards for the windows of Jonathan’s office. 

BERLIN, PART 2. The dome sitting on the topmost platform of the hospital is from here.

APRIL 2018. The extravagant chandelier that’s on the second floor in front of Edgar’s office is here.

MAY 2018. The main door is from this pack. 

⟹ Pierisim

WINTER GARDEN PART 2. The complementary tile/floor for Pembroke’s first floor.

MCM, PART 1 — 5. Ditto.

MAISON MEULIÈRE. Another excellent pediment for the hospital’s roofs is here.

DOMAINE DU CLOS, PART 1 — 4. Some windows/doors that have been used are from here.

COLDBREW COFFESHOP, ALL PARTS. Clutter again, but also the arch that has been used as the elevator “door” (linking the third floor and the attic) is here. 

⟹ Various Creators

BATHROOM MIRROR TILES by pralinesims. Main tile/floor for Pembroke’s first/third floors.

VARA OFFICE SET. The cozy chairs for other doctors’ (not Edgar, not Jonathan) offices are here.

2. GOOD-TO-HAVE CC: 

⟹ Syboulette

IN CONSTRUCTION. Clutter from this pack fills the plaza in front of the entrance.

IMPERIUM CONCRETE. Uses the minimalistic but lovely frieze from this pack. 

CURVED STAIRS. Uses the stairs from this pack to join the second and third floors because Sims 4 stairs cannot be spun diagonally and, in Vampyr, the stairs are nestled in the nook of the “tips” of the structure. If you can somehow fit a vanilla stair there (I couldn’t) or when EA gives us the power to turn the things 45° you can toss this CC.

ATTIC. Used to clutter, unoriginally, the attic of the hospital where Geoffrey tries to punt you. 

A LA FERME ROOF. Uses the cute white pediment to support the Pembroke roof. 

⟹ TheJim07

IONIC ORDER SET - PART I AND PART II. Uses miscellaneous decor from these two (like the pedestals that adorn the plaza statue). 

FOUNTAIN EDGE SET. Uses the arched trim from this pack to mask the frankly atrocious way circular platforms interact with anything in the Sims 4. 

LYON WROUGHT IRON FENCE. The pillars from this CC bracket the main entrance of the hospital.

⟹ Pierisim

OAK HOUSE, PART 1 — 6. All around great series. Tons of clutter have been pulled from here.

⟹ Felixandre and/or Harrie

LIVIN' RUM. Quite nice clutter objects are here.

HALCYON KITCHEN. Cute barstools for the staff's third-floor kitchen are here.

PARIS, PART 1. A few interior doors are from this pack.

FLORENCE, PART 2. Some elegant main entrance door decor is from here.

BERLIN, PART 3. Some lovely shelves and pretty books for all the doctors’ offices. 

BERLIN, PART 1. Some interior trims and windows can be found in this pack. 

MARCH 2018. Some decorative spires for the hospital’s exterior are here.

⟹ Various Creators

(NOT SO) VAMPIRE BATHROOM by simsinwonderland. Recolored plumbing items from Vampires never looked so good before.

FLAGS!!! by SimPlistic. Slapped on some Union Jacks onto this build because of reasons.

APOTHECARY CABINET, BOTTLES, LEDGER, AND CHEST by magnolianfarewell. A very thematic set that I use here.

TS4 VINTAGE GRAMOPHONE by HappyLifeSims. To period-appropriately fill Pembroke with music. Irrelevant, but I strongly recommend HappyLifeSims’s entire Patreon catalog. They make the best 1920’s CAS clothes.

H&B STORE STUFF by littledica. Used the Simlish alphabet from here to spell out “PEMBROKE HOSPITAL” on the building’s facade. 

SCHOOL SPIRIT by hula-zombie. I pulled the bulletin boards from here (you can add your own Spanish Flu-esque posters on it too!) 

INTARSIA - WAINSCOT WONDERLAND SET by Lili's Palace. The hospital's foyer has a coffered ceiling so I tried to incorporate that into the build.

HOSPITAL BEDS, VENTILATORS, AND AMBULANCE STRETCHERS by anothersimsstory. Supplemental hospital items. 

3. CAN IGNORE (BUT IT’D BE GOOD TO HAVE THESE NONETHELESS): 

⟹ Syboulette

WORK IN PROGRESS. Clutter from this pack reflects the dilapidated state of the hospital.

COLETTE COTTAGE BATHROOM. Uses a couple of clutter items.

CAROLINE BATHROOM. Same as above, but this one also uses the tiled walls for Pembroke’s first floor.

OCÉANE. Some more random bathroom decorations. 

⟹ TheJim07

VICTORIAN SET FROM TS3. Uses the cute end table from this pack in the nurses’ quarters.

⟹ Sixam

PRIVATE SCHOOL. Uses the skeleton prop from this pack. Yes, I know there’s a skeleton in GTW, but I wanted even more skeletons in my build.

LUXURY BATHROOM. Misc bathroom decor in here.

HOME IMPROVEMENTS. Misc decor again to make the Pembroke more homey/lived-in.

⟹ Pierisim

TIDYING UP. Bathroom clutter.

THE OFFICE. Office clutter.

⟹ Felixandre and/or Harrie

KYOTO, PART 3. Some minor cups and teapots are here.

FLORENCE, PART 1. Candles and candleholders are here (because, apparently, Pembroke burns candles still despite having electricity). 

COLONIAL SET, PART 2. Another gramophone for your pleasure. 

⟹ Various Creators 

DECO SWORD CANE by plumbobteasociety. There’s a cane on a shelf in Edgar’s office, so I decided to include it in my build. 

HINTERLANDS DINING by peacemaker. Some wine bottles and a bar cabinet. Because if you were a doctor at Pembroke, you’d start drinking too.

MASTER BEDROOM by Max20. Just some cutesy paintings/clutter.

BOOTLEGGER PARADISE by SimDoughnut. Used this pack for its crates, barrels, and Roaring 20’s posters. 

IMPORTANT: If it turns out I accidentally omitted some other CC pack and a part of the build looks unfinished on your end, please make a screenshot and send it to me and I will update this post. The same goes if there’s a broken link somewhere around this doc. 

[randomvarious]

Today's compilation:

12 by 12: The Singles 1990-1991 1991 Hi-NRG / House / Synthpop

Here's a pretty decent sampler of rare tunes from San Francisco's Megatone Records, a label that was founded by dance music legend Patrick Cowley in 1981, the year before he would tragically succumb to AIDS. When Megatone opened, it was used as an outlet for both Cowley and other dance legend Sylvester's own material, but after Cowley's passing, the label continued on and eventually diversified its roster. And this here is a collection of songs that they put out between '90 and '91.

Now, while the bulk of these tracks are hi-NRG—a post-disco type of music with stabby electronic basslines that mixed extremely well with both cocaine and sweat and was also a fixture of both gay dancefloors and fitness tapes throughout much of the 80s—I think the best track on here is, hands-down, the opener, which is a slowish and intense Balearic trip hop-breakbeat-type remix of David Diebold & Kim Cataluna's cover of Jefferson Airplane's "White Rabbit," done by someone named Steve Bourasa, who did a lot of work for Cali-based DJ labels at the time. Escapist strings, psychedelic vocals, some long and distorted heavy guitar chords, and an occasional infusion of Spanish guitar synth; basically the 80s-early 90s Ibiza vibe to a T. Seriously, what a tune here!

And for some of that great hi-NRG, there's a few bops on this CD, but for me, the best offering is "Let the Rhythm Move You," by Touch-N-Go, a duo who ended up only putting out two singles in 1990, before disappearing. This particular song of theirs, from its acid bassline, to its ethereal string melody, and to its clinking new wave synth stabs, sorta sounds like if New Order was fronted by a woman. Intricate, well-layered, dancy bliss.

Not all of this album seems to have stood the test of time, though. A bunch of these tracks feel a bit disposable, and there seems to be a general fondness across the board for that Art of Noise-patented technique of peppering the tunes with these sharp and choppy samples of things like hard rock and metal guitar. A lot of acts ended up doing that whole gimmick to death in the 80s and early 90s, and while it still works with some songs like INXS' "Need You Tonight," it's not a technique that seems to have really aged all that well, generally.

Still though, if you want a few sweet morsels of those electronically throbbing early 90s dance tunes that sounded like they had no intention of ever leaving the 80s, as well as a killer remix of a Jefferson Airplane cover, look no further than this release 😊.

Highlights:

Diebold & Cataluna - "White Rabbit" David Diebold & Ernest Kohl - "Dance Right Back Into Heaven (Remix)" Jo-Carol & Leo - "Jump Up for Love" Touch-N-Go - "Let the Rhythm Move You"

[chaoticproductivity]

one hundred days - 84

[Originally published on FF.net on Sep 08, 2011. The manga was not finished yet, please take that into consideration while reading.]

Donate every dime you had? 84

Three more days. 

Fortunately, three more days with Sasuke still able to see the world. And as if he wanted to make sure of that, his black eyes were constantly glued to the Hyuuga. He only stared at her when he thought she was distracted, as if she would not notice him. Hinata was almost calling him out for it, wanting to shout that, by heavens, she was also a ninja, even though people thought she was a weak kunoichi without all the prestige that ninjas like Uchiha Sasuke himself, Uzumaki Naruto or Haruno Sakura had. 

Could there be a bigger cliché than that? The three ninjas trained by the three legendary sannin were now the strongest ninjas there were. Pathetic!

But the Hyuuga only started walking these nonsensical thoughts because she didn't want to admit, even to herself, that Sasuke's gaze made her extremely uncomfortable. And worse, it wasn't a bad discomfort. 

In the end, she just wanted to ask him why he was watching her so intently, but she lacked the courage. Just as there was a lack of courage – perhaps on both sides – to talk about what had happened that other night.

When the Uchiha was watching her, she sometimes couldn't help but stare back. At these moments, the onyx orbs faltered and, a few seconds later, Sasuke was looking at any point other than Hinata, maintaining an air that bordered on spoiled and noncommittal. 

Last time Sasuke looked away they were sitting on the porch on a night that predicted a storm. The wind was starting to get stronger and colder, but it didn't bother them. Between them lay half-drunk cups of green tea, with the smoke still swirling and losing itself in the atmosphere.

'Sasuke-san...', Hinata tried to start saying something to break the silence and, if she could, ask him about the looks or the nightmare.

'Hyuuga', he interrupted her. 

After the desperate situation of Sasuke's supposed blindness ended, three nights ago, they returned to using the suffix of respect and their surname, imposing a distance in their relationship that no longer seemed appropriate, or even necessary.

Hinata waited, letting him continue. He closed his eyes and made an annoyed sound with his tongue, as if he wanted to scold himself for some mistake or for being ridiculous. For a moment the kunoichi didn't believe that the seventeen-year-old boy at her side was the Uchiha avenger, the renegade ninja who had murdered Uchiha Itachi – even with all the regret on the younger man's part after having done it –, the Council of Elders of the Village Hidden in the Leaf, and Uchiha Madara. 

Here, Sasuke just seemed like any other teenager in the Village, a Sasuke who never had his entire family massacred and who hadn't gone through all the things in his life that led him to be sentenced to death. 

Here, disconcerted, with a blush so light that Hinata almost didn't notice, he seemed to have been purged from his past.

The girl smiled tenderly, liking the Uchiha Sasuke that still existed within the unreachable persona he had created.

'Stay with me', he continued so suddenly that Hinata, being distracted as she was, almost missed it. 

She looked at him, letting the tender smile disappear from her face. Sasuke looked straight ahead, his forehead a little creased with worry. The kunoichi didn't quite understand the request.

'Somehow, when I look at you...', turning to her, Sasuke extended his arm and his hand reached Hinata's face. He held her cheek, hot to the touch, of the blushing Hyuuga, feeling as if he was holding a small, but bright flame, a light that would not let him fall back into another darkness. 'I look at you and darkness does not exist.'

Ah, so that's what he wanted. It was the first thing that came to Hinata's mind, but the words quickly disappeared, like the ethereal smoke of tea. Her mind went blank, feeling only Sasuke's touch and the satisfaction of being useful for something. She could do something for him, even if it was just staying by his side.

'Thank you, Hinata.'

[cavendishbutterfly]

I want to ask you all of those writing questions but i will limit myself to 1, 9, 14, and 24 please 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Hello my dear <3

1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?

I used to care. These days I just write in whatever the default font is for whatever silly little application I’m in. Write Or Die is in some sans serif font I don’t know. Scrivener defaults to Palatino. I used to think that I’d never draft anything in Times New Roman unless it was an essay but these days if it was a default somewhere I’d use it. I’d even draft things in default Calibri. I have no shame.

9. Do you believe in ghosts? This isn’t about writing I just wanna know

No, I don’t. I don’t! I don’t. I don’t? I don’t.

14. Do you lend your books to people? Are people scared to borrow books from you? Do you know exactly where all your “lost” books are and which specific friend from school you haven’t seen in twelve years still possesses them? Will you ever get them back?

Sometimes I lend my books out! It’s been awhile since I’ve loaned a book to anyone though, especially because I’ve just been dealing in fic recs lately rather than paper book recs. Back when I did lend out books I’d forget who I lended books to. Or that I lended books to people at all. And then three months later one of my friends would appear saying IT’S TAKEN ME THREE MONTHS TO GIVE THIS BACK TO YOU OH GOD and I would say oh wowie free book. Once upon a time a prequel book did disappear into the ether when (I think) I loaned it out. I don’t really engage with that series anymore but back when I did I remember being a little salty. Even though I never even reread the prequel book and wasn’t even interested in it??? It was the principle of the thing, I suppose.

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

I tend to let story ideas steep in my brain for awhile! I put it on a back burner somewhere and let it slow cook, or if I am very bored and have to entertain myself I’ll take it out and start daydreaming. That will eventually culminate in a rough one-phrase-per-scene outline that eventually winds its way into a story. I do really love the brainstorming phase--I get to figure out what parts of the story I’m genuinely excited about vs which parts of them are boring connective tissue that I can ditch. Feels like a fun preview of the main event, especially because the main event (writing it) can be such a slog sometimes.

Feel free to send me more asks!

[breitzbachbea]

Dear @fireandiceland suggested I should do a "Top 5 TurGre Songs" to get the brainrot out and. Sure, why not. I got a whole spotify playlist for them, too.

The songs are in no particular order, because there isn't THE one song for them, but songs that suit them in different stages of their relationship. (Also, I suck at ranking stuff).

Sturm by Tüsn

ANNIHILATED LOVE by Starset - Yes Starset keeps making the same songs over and over, yes I still love the band and HOLY SHIT, they make SUCH good songs for my fictional kids. MANIFEST, ECHO and DISAPPEAR are another three TurGre faves, while ICARUS is such a -chefs kiss- Herakles song.

Parasites by San Fermin - All time favourite tbh. Nothing else catches them in all their facets as well as this song & the music turning from something ethereal and celebratory into a dissonant mess is such a wonderful detail. "I always knew, father was a man like you, mother never got the things she needed" "Keep her cased in honeycomb, that way she won't feel alone, a queen should never have to overthink it."

My Heart by Twin Wilds - Favourite TurGre song from Sadık's perspective.

Kiss Me You Animal by Burn The Ballroom.

[namedaftercommunists]

Red Faces and Red Hands [Mochizuki Kanji]

Masterlist

Mahal = My love (Filipino)

“Kanji, mahal, you’re carrying way too many bags. Let me carry a few, I can handle it.” Carlota says, reaching out to sneak a few of the shopping bags I carried to hold for herself. Without missing a beat I extend my arms far from her hold and smile at the stubbornness of my wife as she tries to reach for them again.

“I know you can honey, but I like carrying them for you” A small pout forms on her face before it disappears as I kiss her forehead, reassuring her that I don’t mind holding onto the bags. In defeat, she reaches her arm to loop around mine, a soft sigh leaving her whilst we continue to walk to the parking space.

The late afternoon sun bathed all of Tokyo, and its citizens, in soft golden light. It was typically at this time where Carlota glows in all her beauty, granted she was beautiful every second of the day, but it was in this shade of orange and yellows where her beauty would be comparable to that of the most ethereal of Gods and Goddesses.

“You’re too sweet Mochi dear, you live up to your name all too well. Too bad you have to share it with me now” She says before jokingly imitating chewing noises. My face heats up at this as I was being compared to a rice cake once again. Upon seeing my reaction, a melodic laugh escapes her only to be silenced when I leaned my head down to kiss the crown of her head.

“What do you mean dear? I’m the luckiest man in the world to finally share the same last name as you” I say, a small smile decorating my face as it was now my wife’s turn to have her face heated up. I let out a small laugh at this, earning a light slap to the arm she held in retaliation.

“Mr. Mochizuki! Mrs. Mochizuki!” I hear a familiar voice call out and a squeal of excitement leaves my wife as she hears it too. It isn’t long before she leaves my side to run up and hug the owner of the voice, the both of them bursting in joy upon seeing each other again.

I joined them not too long after, giving a nod and a small smile in greeting to the other. Never forgetting formalities, Yukioto offers a bow in greeting to both me and Carlota. “I’m fortunate to serve under you once again Mr. Mochizuki, Mrs. Mochizuki,” she says before straightening herself back up. “You make it sound like you hadn’t driven us around only a week ago Yukioto-san,” I say, a playful smile showing. “Don’t listen to him Ei-chan, we’ve missed you so much! It’s never the same without you” Carlota says, a pout once again showing on her face.

“Sorry about that Carlota-san,” she says, a nervous laugh leaving her before she continues. “Boss Sanzu is quite the busy man, I had to attend to him for a bit” This earned a small -tsk- from my wife. “That man loves to keep you by his side, I’m quite jealous,” She says jokingly before letting out a sigh whilst holding the back of her hand to her head in a show of overdramatic woe. “Oh, young love. I only hope you remember to invite me and Kanji dearest to the wedding” Both Yukioto and I laugh at this and Carlota smiles at the achievement.

Yukioto takes notice of the bags I held before offering to pack them in the car. I nod in thanks before handing them to her, making sure to warn her of a bag that held perfume and to be careful with that one in particular.

“Kanji, are you sure you can’t come to see Mom and Dad. They’d love to see their son-in-law outside of birthdays y'know.” Carlota says, both her hands cupping the sides of my face and tilted downwards to look at hers directly. A small sigh leaves me. “You know I’d love to see them more dear, but things have been getting messy these past few months” It was her turn to sigh now, briefly turning her face away before making eye contact with me again. “Okay mahal. Just try not to get hurt like last time okay? I worry for you, you and your handsome face” A small smile decorates both our features before she leaves me with a brief kiss, and goes to sit on the passenger seat, with Yukioto ready to turn the ignition on.

“I love you Kanji” “I love you too Carlota, come back safe okay?” I say, holding onto her hand from the door window. “I will dear, I’ll say hi to mom and dad for you, okay?” I nod before kissing the crown of her head once again. “Yukioto-san, I trust you’ll take care of her” She gives a determined nod to this, an assuring smile on her face. “She’s my priority Mr. Mochizuki” A small giggle leaves Carlota. “See you tomorrow Kanji dear” “I’ll be waiting Carlota dearest”

—----------------------------------------------

“Shimada Mihara is growing stronger,” Kakucho says, a weighty silence filling the meeting room before picking up the projector remote. “Konishita Kei’s right-hand man, Uyeda Tsutomu, had been seen going around town after town. This wouldn’t have been an issue if it weren’t for the fact that he’s also been around Atsugi, Fujisawa, and allegedly, Odawara as well.” He continued, going through photos showing the dirty blonde in sunglasses surrounded by multiple men -bodyguards- walking through the city streets and getting out of his car.

“We managed to get one of Konishita’s men to speak up, told us that he’s been going around establishing alliances with other gangs” Takeomi adds, puffing out a cloud of smoke from his cigarette before listing out the possible gangs Shimada could be trying to negotiate a partnership with.

“Iwao Atsugi, led by Shiroma Juro, they’ve always been against Bonten from the start. It wouldn’t be a surprise if they’re in on it” Sanzu says, his eyes shut closed, deep in thought. I give a hum to this, before adding my two cents “Hino Fujisawa, under Suko Michi, wouldn’t be too much of a stretch either. Especially with our last encounter with them” Kokonoi’s face scrunches up in annoyance at this, remembering how during a drug negotiation with the gang, an argument ensued leaving him with a broken nose.

“We could just attack Shimada Mihara now, and y’know, not have to worry about them attacking first” Sanzu speaks up again, irritated with the thought of having to go on the defensive with how the situation is panning out. Voices of disagreements and some in consensus erupted from the meeting room, it wasn’t long before the discussion turned into arguments, arguments turning into yelling, the voices incomprehensible from one another inside the meeting room.

Despite the chaos, silence abruptly took over, everyone was attentive to the words of the voice that, only just now, spoke up. “Attacking Shimada Mihara right now would be too reckless, we’ll go on the defensive”. Mikey -Bonten’s Leader and Head- interjected, facing the ceiling in deep thought whilst lightly spinning a Montegrappa fountain pen. He looks even thinner than the last time we held a meeting.

“What should we do Boss?” I spoke up on behalf of the others in the room. “Takeomi-san” He called out, the person in question perking up and awaiting orders. “Kemuri Kawasaki, Midori Yamato, Hofu Sagamihara and Odayaka Machida. How are our alliances with them?” Mikey asks, his focus still on the seemingly interesting ceiling. “Nakamo Yaso, Enomoto Chisa, Kuno Takeshi, we’ve only had good experiences with these people but neither of us had reached out for an alliance. Odayaki Machida is under a new leader from what I heard.” Takeomi answers, listing out the respective leaders of each gang.

“Nishiyama Noriko, she’s the daughter of the late Odayaki Machida Leader, Nishiyama Sora” Ran spoke up, a hand on his chin acting seemingly bored, and out of character. It seemed as though I wasn’t the only one who caught onto this strange behavior as his brother immediately cut in. “She’s the person Ran had been seeing for a few months now” He hollered, after which he got slapped at the back of the head by his brother.

“They met in a Cafe” Kakucho claimed, a teasing smile on his face. Sanzu marveled at this before bursting out in unadulterated laughter “Like a f*cking, B rated 2 hr Romance Movie!”. Now that I think about it, this does answer why he’s been asking weird questions as of late- “Oh, is that why you asked me for relationship advice?” I added, only adding to the fire -that is heating Ran’s face.

“Okay, we can stop now,” He says whilst holding a hand on his face, trying to save what little pride he has left from this whole ordeal. “OOOOOHhhhH, he’s embarrassed, he must be serious about this one guys” Kokonoi mocked, leaning to the side to fully catch the reddening face of the Bonten Executive. “Ran, does this one know how much of a manwhore you are?” With Takeomi’s jab, the room erupts in full-on hyena laughter -save for Mikey, who only smiled-, Sanzu and Rindou being the loudest and most prominent.

With the laughter, and the overheating of Ran’s face, died down, Mikey spoke once more. “It’s good to know we have someone who has a personal connection with Odayaki Machida. A change of leaders can be detrimental to a peace negotiation between two gangs. I have no qualms with you pursuing a relationship with Odayaki Machida’s leader, Ran, but I do warn you to be careful. Although I’m sure you already know that” Ran nodded at this before thanking him.

“We’ll have to pick this u-” A hurried knock echoes in the room before the door opens in haste, revealing the first-floor attendant. “Kamado-san?” “Mr. Mochizuki, I—” she started only to be cut off by Sanzu. “Attendant. I don’t know if you notice or if you need an updated prescription on those glasses, but we’re in the middle of a meeting right now” He says, an irritated and near murderous expression on his face. Kamado stiffens up at this before she bows apologetically and hastily moves to my side, holding up a hand to cover her mouth from the side. “I’m sorry Mr. Mochizuki but your presence is needed in the main living room, asap” she whispers, a worried and anxious tone filling her words.

“What’s wrong?” I whispered back, not wanting to disturb the others despite them focusing only on me and the conversation I was having. “It’s Mrs. Mochizuki, she’s—-” The door burst open again only to be met with Carlota.

Injured, covered in blood, bruises, and tears.

“KANJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!”