#there's like 10+ chapters left...

[hqbaby]

Man i just want to have my beloved Atsumu😞 the new chapter tore up all my hope it has the underlying suna vibe 😭 I don’t want them to make up Fr I just wan atsumu🫶🏻 crying they all deserve a happy ending

i would suggest you stop reading after two more chapters ☺️

[cheriafreya]

the decline of the kingdom hearts fandom needs to be studied 😭 as a former fan myself it's so funny to me how hyped everyone was 10 years ago and how no one cares about it nowadays

[leaf-miner]

Somehow Uzumaki is wilder than I expected, even knowing Junji Ito's work.

FEATURING:

A galaxy that sends telepathic murder signals

A hurricane that falls in love with the protagonist

A boy that turns into a zombie jack-in-the-box

Making pottery out of the souls of the departed

Romeo and Juliet but they turn into a giant sea snake

Babies that make addictive placenta mushrooms and turn their mothers into mosquito vampires

Enemies to lovers, victim x bully snail yaoi

Psychotic orphans blowing down the town like they're the big bad wolf

The Human Hydra from Fear & Hunger

...And a touching love story?

And yet, even with all that, the craziest part of it all is Kirie Goshima.

GIRL WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THIS LIKE IT'S NORMAL?? Why didn't you leave with your boyfriend while you still could? At least after the hair thing?

She almost gets her blood sucked out by her cousin who has just had her newborn sewn back into her. After escaping does she get the fuck out of town? No!

YEAH YOU WOULD HAVE, WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?? LEAVE ALREADY!

YA THINK? Only 5 chapters too late!

This is peak romance though.

[teddyberr]

Some notw doodles of Kvothe, Ambrose (ew), and Denna. Made this in a magma with @stivya :]

[ruvviks]

In the fourth and final season of All That's Left, Mac and Layla and their friends are left with one final job; travel back to fallen Opportunity, the city where it all began, to gather evidence of Matrix Corp creating the virus that led to the end of the world, sabotaging cure research, and being responsible for the destruction of the megalopolis. Hunted down on two fronts, having lost dear friends along the way, and faced with hordes of nearly unkillable mutated ghouls, the group is slowly but surely starting to run out of time. One last journey, to expose the truth about Matrix and shut them down once and for all— but who will live to tell the tale? [SEASON ONE HERE] // [SEASON TWO HERE] // [SEASON THREE HERE]

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[barbiegirldream]

Maybe I'm sleepy but the Blue Lock 283 leaks are not good to me. Like just to sum up

The Isagi x Kaiser chemical reaction was Isagi baiting Rin into shooting the ball to where Isagi assumed Kaiser would leap into the air. Which means when Rin said Isagi was letting himself get devoured the whole thing was Isagi admitting defeat to Kaiser's kicking ability.

And Kaiser's kick which didn't actually stop the ball but sent it off course a hair probably gave the ball enough power to almost achieve the goal post rebound.

And since Kaiser was the last one to touch it if not for Gagamaru saving the ball that was 99% in the net then the Kaisagi chemical reaction was almost Kaiser scoring an own goal lmao

What is this botched play supposed to prove other than Rin dog walks everyone on the field... how is this a chemical reaction... how is isagi evolving by still expecting other people to make the plays he can't

[theladyofshalott1989]

Excerpt of the Day // (Revised) Ch. 34 "Isidora"

Sebastian jabbed his finger again, emphasizing his words. "We saw what she wanted us to see. We saw what she could do," he said. Now, he directed his finger at Damien. "What you can do!"

Damien flinched, just slightly, and took a step back. Just one. His eyes dropped to the floor. When he lifted them again, his usual confidence was gone, replaced by... concern? "But I don't know how to do what Isidora did," he said. 

"Well, then you shall learn," Sebastian said. "The Keepers can teach you."

But Damien shook his head. "I'm not sure that they would. The Keepers believe that removing someone's ability to feel pain... it's a highly complicated, unpredictable form of magic. One that should be wielded with great care, if at all."

Sebastian drew back slightly. What? No... "If at all?" he repeated under his breath. He furrowed his brow. "You've overcome all of their challenges so far. You've more than proven yourself. You can wield it. You have the ability." Why couldn't Damien see what he saw? Damien was a wonder... he could do anything! Anything at all. 

Damien didn't respond. He turned his gaze back to the triptych instead. The hesitation in his step, his silence - Sebastian's heart sank. This was meant to be a triumph, not a retreat.

Refusing to let the moment slip through their fingers, Sebastian stepped forward once more. "Please, Damien. Please talk to the Keepers. If not for me," he said, laying a hand over his heart, "then for Anne."

Damien turned, slow as molasses. His eyes met Sebastian's, and though the smile that followed was tight, he nodded. It was subtle, yes, but it was a nod. It was a nod!

Sebastian took the nod as an affirmation. His grin broke through before he could temper it, and he turned back toward the Pensieve, already tasting the hope that had long felt out of reach.

Behind him, Damien spoke, seemingly to himself. "Why did the Keepers want to silence Isidora? And why destroy her portrait?"

Sebastian didn't answer. He wasn't even sure Damien wanted an answer. Instead, Sebastian walked to the far side of the room, where Imelda's broom still lay abandoned. He bent to retrieve it, slinging the strap back over his shoulder. Mundane thoughts tried to elbow their way into the forefront - he should return this soon. He nearly laughed. Why was he thinking about a broom right now?

He should be celebrating! In a perfect world, Sebastian would have Damien pressed against the wall by now, their mountaintop argument entirely forgotten, wiped clean by the kind of kiss that would make the rest of the world fall away. That would be written down in the history books.

But instead, Damien stood lost in thought, his brow furrowed as he studied the triptych. He barely seemed aware of Sebastian anymore. The spell was broken. Or perhaps it had never been cast at all.

Sebastian lingered, uncertain. Should he go? Stay? His mind still reeled. Ancient magic could alleviate pain. That changed everything.

Maybe he wouldn't need the relic after all.

Of course, he wouldn't stop researching it. He couldn't afford to rely on anyone completely, not even Damien, as miraculous as his abilities were, as miraculous as he was.  But just having one promising path forward - it felt like being able to breathe again.

For now, he would suppress his deeply unhelpful urge to pin Damien to the wall and kiss him until both their knees gave out. Instead, he'd return the broom. Wait for Anne's reply to his note in the crest. Arrange a meeting. Continue digging into the relic. He would keep moving forward while Damien uncovered how Isidora had done it.

Because there was no time to waste.

[lqfiles]

i vouch to finish ptp before the end of the year and if i don’t i will DEACTIVATE THIS ACCOUNT.

[malenchka]

“If you’ll pardon the observation, you appear to be in your underthings.” “…Yes.”

I am once again asking you all to read Mortal Follies pls and thank you

[lost-my-sanity1]

idk about being the first or the last one to die in a horror movie but I'd definitely be the first one to give up

[stellewriites]

i’ve ran out of audiobook hours for the month

[lovekylarforever]

my heart feels like it's breaking i lovr yul so fucking much ughhhhhhh

[raddestrose]

Brooooo I wanna read ORV soo bad but I don’t have the time to

I’m going to cry

[mushroompollution]

Chapter 75: Alone

Previous Chapters: Sablier Arc Masterpost(35-42) || 43 || 44 || 45 || 46 || 47 || 48 || Ceremony Arc Masterpost(49-61) || 62 || 63 || 64 || 65 part 1 || 65 part 2 || 66 || 67 || 68 || 69 || 70 || 71 || 72 || 73 || 74 part 1 || 74 part 2 Read the Manga: imgur || mangaread (ad warning

Gilbert was Oz's first servant, taken in by the Vessalius family after appearing in the chambers of the Abyss Gate in their basement with no memories beyond his own name. But ever since they first met, Gilbert seemed to be afraid of something.

He also had an unbreakable habit of calling Oz "master," though no one had ever ordered or asked it of him. For a while, Oz didn't mind, saying it made him feel like grown-up. But he quickly began to realize that something wasn't right.

Oz says that will work for now. But he tells Gilbert he wants him to simply call him by his name by the time they're grown up.

With that, their late night escapade continues. They stand outside Uncle Oscar's study, only to find the door locked. But that's not going to stop Oz.

Oz finally comes to, finding himself locked inside a holding cell. Lottie asks about his nightmare, then explains that the magic circle carved in the floor restrains Contractors like him.

She goes on to update him about the situation at hand. In the three hours or so since Oz had collapsed, the Baskervilles had taken control of Pandora. With Duchess Rainsworth incapacitated, Duke Vessalius unable to be reached, most of the organization had folded quickly when Duke Barma explained the true story of Jack Vessalius.

Oz is surprised to hear that Break had been captured.

But as Alice races toward Oz, he manages to sit up despite his wound. He can't help but remember the past. The reason she had died.

It was all his fault that happened. He had promised to protect her, only to hurt her. He doesn't want to hurt her anymore.

Jack's words eat at him. Nothing can belong to someone like him. So....

[moonfurthetemmie]

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Part 15

June 29, 20XX.2

Mercury sits in front of the camera. His eyes are bloodshot. Most of the lights are out.

“Zuli…Zuli’s asleep.” Mercury rubs his face. He’s clearly exhausted. 

“He hasn’t really gotten better since he saw Jade this morning. Not that I can blame him…That sounds fucking horrific.”

He sighs, and stares off.

“I…Don’t have anything important to say, really. I just…I’ve been thinking about everyone. How they ended up here. Zuli’s been asleep for a while now, and I need someone to talk to, so…”

He looks up at the camera uncertainly.

“No one- except for Koroit, sort of, no one wanted to be here. No one. I got dragged here because Obsidian realized he’d need a doctor. Zuli was put in a cell for reasons unknown to me, but Jasper said he was put in there alone, and Obsidian usually does, like, batches of prisoners. I didn’t know there was anything unusual about it until he told me, when we were coming back from sealing the basement from the infection. He told me the only reason Zuli comes up as often as he does is because Jade found him down there, brought him up, and was banned from the dungeon but told Zuli could come up if he was good and ‘asked’. I don’t think Jade knew Zuli was still down there. I think Obsidian told him Zuli was let out for good.

“Jasper hasn’t talked about his story, but he’s been here longer than anyone, even Zircon. Zircon refused to join Obsidian on the first offer, and now his spouse is dead and Obsidian’s holding his daughter as blackmail- assuming he hasn’t actually killed her and was just saying she’s alive to keep Zircon compliant. He implied his home was destroyed, too.”

Mercury props his head up on the desk with his arm. His voice fills with emotion as he continues. 

“Koroit he found in the Anti-Void. She barely even remembered her name, but he told her she worked for him, and she’s been working pretty willingly ever since. I don’t know where she is from, but I’m sure he hadn’t known her before then. I don’t think he even fully trusts her, either.

“I don’t think Silver’s ever talked about how they got here, except maybe to Paraiba, but I remember when they first got here. They were so miserable and nihilistic. They weren’t even part of the team at first; I think Obsidian was just absorbing their negativity. They only became part of the team because Paraiba showed up, became friends with them, and taught them to fight so Obsidian wouldn’t kill them when he got tired of them. Now they stay alive as long as they’re useful and do as their told.”

“And Paraiba- despite how much she likes to talk, she doesn’t talk much about how she ended up here. I know her AU was different from most of the ones we’re familiar with. I’d call it a sort of…high-fantasy AU, based on what she’s said. I think Obsidian killed her friend–or maybe sibling? I’m not certain what exactly they were to her–and he brought her to the manor after she tried to fight him. If she doesn’t do as she’s told, he’ll kill her.”

His voice starts to shake.

“Jade was locked in his room for a very long time when he first got here. No one was allowed to interact with him except for Obsidian. Even Jasper was only allowed to bring him food, and nothing else. When he was finally let out, he…he didn’t seem to understand that he was being abused.”

Mercury takes a few deep breaths. He stares off for a moment, lost in thought.

“...God, I’m even starting to feel bad for Obsidian, in a weird way. I mean…I don’t think I’ve ever seen him happy. Not genuinely happy. He’s always angry or irritated or bored, and it’s…it’s just kind of sad. He’s doing all of this, causing all of this suffering, and it’s not even really making him happy most of the time. I don’t think he even realized it. And now he’s probably living one of his worst nightmares.”

He laughs dryly. 

“He deserves some of it. But it’s…This thing is starting to get to me, god. I can’t believe I feel bad for that bastard.”

He runs a hand through his hair. He’s starting to look even more tired than before.

“...I should probably go to bed. Sleep deprivation isn’t going to help us any.”

He reaches out his hand.

The video ends.

[tricks-n-illusions]

Calamity@Lady Ombre: The florges approached the trio as she looked voer the small giratina "Greetings all mighty," she greeted her politley "I havent seen any gods or goddesses from my universe so im not sure how its suppose to be..." she thought out slightly before looking towards Silas "This prison...." she said lightly in thought patting her chin with hand "Why was he imprisoned? It has something to do with the young zorua...?" her gaze wondered to the collapsed zorua who still haven't moved "Right...?"

Silas's shouting had quickly melted into silence, I suppose this was a job for Calamity then! She happily approached Lady, ready to answer her question.

Her reply was interrupted as Calamity seemed to zone off in confusion, that couldn't be right. She didn't say he could use that. There were no spirits of Giratina around beside her. A look of horror began to bleed into her expression. There was only one person who could do that. Someone much more important than a lowly spirit, someone divine.

Reality quickly hit the spirit as she began to squirm in a panic, everything was going wrong and so quickly. "W-wait!! No! I-"

The fox raised his arm, bringing the spirit much higher. Though his face was covered it was clear he was upset, the tone of his voice was harsh and unforgiving. "I am not your Nym." "I gave you no permission to address me as such." He growled, "Call me that again, Next time I'm going to do more than just kill you. I don't want your stupid nicknames. We are not friends and we will never be friends. I don't want to be anyone's stupid fuckin' friend, Okay? So just, fuck off. Alright!" Instead of fighting Silas, Calamity quickly began to accept her fate, she was going to die and there was nothing she could do about it. As much as she wanted to live she didn't have the heart to fight back. Tears quickly began to fill her eyes and as she shook in terror.

The impact was rough, dust-filled but the results were clear. Silas gave a huff, he felt nothing towards that thing's death. No sadness, no guilt, he had no connection with it. Why would he care about the death of a thing that couldn't even feel true emotions or pain? Everything she did was just an act to earn trust, a facade to seem like she was real. Something to make him care about her. He wasn't going to fall for it.

The silence was eerie, all that could be heard was the occasional small sniffle from Silas as he stared off. It seemed the fox's thoughts were wandering again.

"I hope you didn't want to talk to that thing, I think you should have asked a little quicker. It's much too late now." His tone was mocking, and demeaning as he leaned towards the Florges.

"I've taken down much worse than a poor little lost ghost. Just ask anyone~ I'm sure they'll tell you how much I love killing small, little helpless ghosts like you. They always like to squirm and scream." "So, This is what's going to happen. You're going to turn around, you're going to walk away and then you're going to leave this place, alright? How does that sound, hm?" Though he phrased it as a question, it's clear it wasn't. This was a threat, but something in his tone wasn't quite right. Something was off… there was almost a slight tremble to his voice? It was quickly covered as the fox gave a soft hum, "Well, Unless you want to find out why I was stuck in that stupid little prison, and I both think we know you don't." "If not, I'm sure we can arrange otherwise." He grinned, even with his face covered it echoed in his voice. "We can see how quickly you can die if you'd like~" "Maybe you can beat the bug's record? But, I doubt that, you seem like a stubborn one having stuck around this long."

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