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mymxnfgh · 1 year
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spoiler lookism chapter 444
My weekly opinions or just comments on the new lookism chapter hahaha
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Oh my god…This panel…I-… his feet, his body 😭😭
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bro Jinyoung is so funny 😭😭😭 Why can’t I stop laughing like why is he so funny I don’t even know anymore…help
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Lmfaooo the TLN 😭
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pttucker · 4 months
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I smiled weakly at her. "You came back." "I've seen all the things you've done while I was away, Dokja-ssi." My shoulders flinched just a bit before I knew it. I wondered if she'd scold me, but to my relief, she simply smiled benevolently. "It must've been hard for you." Before I could say something in reply, though, she continued on. "However, please stay that way for a little while longer." Huh? Just as I was about to open my mouth, Yoo Sangah gently reached out and placed something on my head. [You have become the owner of the 'Constrictive Headband'.] [Due to the effect of the 'Constrictive Headband', a new Modifier has been generated.] [You have become the 'Prisoner of the Constrictive Headband'!] My jaw went slack from this unbelievable event. "Hmm, so, what should I do with you now?"
GET HIM SANGAH!
Lmfao our girl is back for two seconds and not only does she freaking wreck everybody by removing Sun Wukong's headband but she's all "I believe that this item will look better on someone else now" and PUTS IT ON DOKJA!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Oh Dokja, you're in trouble. You're in so much trouble. Sangah has been watching all of the BS you've been getting up to. All of your companions have been watching, but Sangah is the worst of them all because she's been in your Library and she knows things and she's gonna use all of her unbelievable power to make you wish they'd gone with Jihye's idea of just safely burying you somewhere until everything is over.
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wannaeatramyeon · 1 year
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not really ch444 spoilers... BUT
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still thinking about this comment @whyreyousoobsessedwithme
I get this arc but I just CAN'T with how PTJ draws women's bodies. PRE-SURGERY? YOU NEED SOME LIPO ON YOUR ALREADY TINY WAIST? OH YOU NEED A BOOB JOB & LIFT ON YOUR NATURAL MASSIVE GIGANTIC HONKERS THAT DEFIES THE LAWS OF PHYSICS???? WHAAAAAT.
but at least the men are getting their personalities back (happy but side-eyeing)
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manikas-whims · 11 months
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Vin Jin is so right tho.
“Allied” is such an ass name 😂
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calekinnieplus · 8 months
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Following this train of thought, Klein recalled the nearly five months that he had spent here since he transmigrated. He was stunned to discover that he had unconsciously become involved with many demigods and terrifying Sealed Artifacts.
The woman who had killed Talim; the Snake of Mercury, Will Auceptin; the Blasphemer Amon; the mysterious woman at the Royal Museum; a High-Sequence Beyonder of the Rose School of Thought; 0-08; 1-42; Ince Zangwill; the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem; the Antigonus family’s notebook; Mr. Azik Eggers, who’s suspected to be a descendant of Death; Mr. Door; the Twilight Hermit Order… Each name flashed through Klein’s mind, and every single one of them made him feel like drawing in a cold breath.
(LOTM Chapter 444)
Ya don't say, Klein? Ya don't say?
Yeah, I feel bad for you, Mr. Fool. Your luck is remarkable. Absolutely awe-inspiring.
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fire-keys-and-wings · 2 years
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Natsu and Lucy moments - Chapter 444
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bobauthorman · 2 years
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Sanji’s Coolness Level: -10
Sanji’s Comedy Level: +20
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fan-of-chaos · 1 year
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What the fuck did this goofy ass motherfucker just do????
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underated moment of ✨ c o n c e r n ✨ (dare I say worry)
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killcount · 2 years
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every-luffy-smile · 11 months
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plutonicprincess · 1 year
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realized i’m mourning my old self bc i’m in the process of the next phase of my life.. next chapter, if you will.
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pttucker · 4 months
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⸢"I wish to live."⸥ ⸢"If I have a chance, just like the world that I saw…"⸥ Pain assaulted him in his head. Unknown memories brushed past his mind. [Your Stories are getting agitated.] "You need to remember who you really are!" As if he was under a spell, Yoo Joonghyuk grasped the [Black Heavenly Demon Sword]. It felt so natural in his hand, as if it had been his since a long time ago. And he picked the coat up from the debris as well. It was white, the colour he disliked. – You are not the 3rd turn Yoo Joonghyuk. That day, [999] told him that. – Haven't you ever wondered why something felt off? Even if Kim Dokja was here, does you of the mere '3rd turn' developing this fast make sense to you? As he fell deeper into this familiar sense of deja vu, he slowly put the white coat on. It fit him like a glove, as if he had worn it before.
WHAT!?
SERIOUSLY?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
So our Joonghyuk is 1863rd Joonghyuk? The one who regressed? Is that what this is saying? Because that very much sounds like what this is saying.
So he regressed into his "third" turn?
With Dokja.
[The 'Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint' 3rd stage has activated!] As if a Sponsor had descended, the power of a familiar star incarnated into him. ⸢Let's go.⸥ And the story began.
With Dokja, his sponsor. Right??? That's what this is hinting at? I've said it before! Dokja taking over Joonghyuk is JUST like a Constellation incarnating into their Incarnation!!! And of course I've been saying for a while now that Oldest Dream is Dokja.
And the reason Secretive Plotter couldn't find Oldest Dream's body is because his body is Dokja!!! He is Dokja. And right when Secretive Plotter was looking he was entering into this universe.
"This universe is different." 【No, this universe shouldn't even exist from the beginning.】 The 'Secretive Plotter' spoke coldly as his figure moved. 【This universe was created by the end result interfering with the cause. This universe hastens the collapse of Probability with its mere existence. Indeed, this place shouldn't even be allowed to exist, as it's simply a practical joke by the 'Oldest Dream'…】 "Great Plotter, you already understand this, don't you? Within that closed-off universe of the oh-so-great 'original storyline', it was impossible to see the story we wanted to. And that was why you…" For the first time there, the 'Secretive Plotter' faltered slightly. But that lasted only for a moment.
And this!!! "That was why you..." THAT WAS WHY HE WHAT? WHAT DID SECRETIVE PLOTTER DO?
Oh man, and everything happened after Joonghyuk gained the writer attribute.
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Okay, so my understanding of what happened before I move into the next chapter(s) and get an explanation (...maybe get an explanation...it is ORV after all...) is that Joonghyuk broke into two pieces. One piece died and regressed but there was nothing to regress to because the 1864th round hadn't been written yet, right?
But Joonghyuk had the writer attribute. And perhaps Oldest Dream does too. Actually, if I stick with my Avatar Dokja theory, he has to because Dokja has been creating revisions of TWSA with his actions and the Avatar attribute is only available to writers. (Oh man, is Oldest Dream/Dokja the author of TWSA after all? Ughhh but I'm still so certain that it's Sooyoung!!!)
Ugh, anyway, either Joonghyuk or Oldest Dream or both of them create a universe for Joonghyuk to regress into and this time, for some reason, perhaps because of everything Joonghyuk went through, Oldest Dream decides to also "regress" into this universe, or at the very least put an Avatar into it. Joonghyuk doesn't remember any of this because he gave up a bunch of his memories when he split into two, which all "died" with his counterpart.
Except I'm beginning to wonder if Secretive Plotter might actually be 1863rd Joonghyuk like he claimed but he's not white coat regressed 1863rd Joonghyuk...he's the one who "died"??? Like, he could have become an outer god due to the extreme damage to his Incarnation body? Like how Dokja was becoming one in this arc even before he broke his agreement with the Wenny King?
Maybe???
Honestly I'm not 100% sold on that part of the theory without going back and rereading exactly what Secretive Plotter says happened after he destroyed everything. I would say that Secretive Plotter is the one who created this weird paradox universe except he keeps blaming everything on Dokja / Oldest Dream so...
Also, something I noticed that is extremely weird:
Yoo Joonghyuk slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky. The slowly-vanishing [999] was looking back at him. – Don't you have companions now? The face that he had not seen once, even with a mirror.
So Joonghyuk's face is blurry too??? At least to himself??? Is that what this is implying???
Way back when, I had the theory that the reason Sooyoung's & Dokja's faces are blurry is because they don't belong in this universe. I theorized them as the author of TWSA & the reader and how can characters ever see either of those beings...except Sooyoung and Dokja can see each other because they exist outside the novel together, right?
SO WHY CAN'T JOONGHYUK SEE HIS OWN FACE???
It's a direct inverse of Dokja, who can see his face but no one else can. (It's unclear if people can see Sooyoung's or not but I think they can't.) Apparently others can see Joonghyuk's face but not himself? Is it because he split?? Maybe if he did help create this universe and he doesn't remember what he looks like due to his lost memories, maybe he unknowingly built in some weird "rule" of the universe for himself??? I'm really not sure.
Okay, yeah, those are my quick thoughts. Now off to the next chapter(s) to hopefully FIND OUT WTF IS GOING ON.
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samarabrapor · 10 months
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Today was an amazing blessed and magic day 🌼🙏🏽✨💓🌈🧠🫶🏼
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st-eve-barnes · 4 months
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Leverage (Michael Gavey x fem Reader)
Chapter 2
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Summary: When your ex threatens to release some very personal videos you are left with no choice but to do what he asks: seduce the biggest nerd on campus, Michael Gavey. Will you rock his world or will he fundamentally change yours?
This chapter: Michael starts tutoring you but things are off to a rocky start.
Word count: +1900
Warning for the entire fic: 18+ for explicit content and language. Kissing, oral sex (male receiving), dry humping, hand job, fingering, p in v sex. First kiss and loss of virginity. Experienced reader. Enemies to lovers vibes.
Fluff, smut and of course angst (my favorite combination! lol) I haven't watched Saltburn yet so all characters in this fic except for Michael are my own.
Read Chapter 1 Here
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All my fics are also on AO3
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After almost two hours of Michael’s tutoring you were beginning to contemplate throwing in the towel and just letting Ben release that video. What’s the worst that could happen anyway?
Michael had been cocky as soon as you had sat down in front of him in the library that evening. Right now he was bordering on rude and very obviously growing more impatient with you by the minute. And the faster he talked the less you listened, leaving you both frustrated.
You had a splitting headache and all the numbers and calculations were just dancing across the page now, mocking you. None of it made any sense, no matter how many different ways Michael tried to explain it all to you. 
You were good with history, languages, art or psychology. Numbers were hell on earth.
“Are you even listening?” Michael sighed impatiently, leaning back in his chair and stretching his arms behind his head.
“Yes,” you nodded, followed by a heavy sigh,”No, ugh..I’m sorry, I just…I lost my focus about an hour ago.”
“An hour ago? You didn’t even have it to begin with,” Michael called you out.
“I just don’t know how this is so easy for you, like you don’t even have to think about it at all.”
“That’s because I don’t,” he answered smugly, making you roll your eyes.”Go on. Ask me a sum.”
You sighed some more but indulged him anyway,”33 times 20.”
He gave you a look,”Don’t insult me, a real sum.”
“333 times 444.”
“147.852,” he answered without even blinking. You had no way of knowing if his answer was even correct but you didn’t doubt it for a second.
“How did you do that so fucking fast?”
“I don’t know, I can just do it, in my head, I don’t have to think about it.”
“Lucky you,” you rolled your eyes again.
“They’re gonna get stuck in your head if you keep doing that, you know,” he teased, making you squint your eyes at him.
He shook his head with a little amused grin,“Ask me another one then.”
“It’s fine, you made your point, you’re a genius.”
“Ask me another one, just to be sure,” he insisted.
“Michael, it’s fine, I get it.”
‘Ask me another fucking sum!” he raised his voice, making the few other people in the library look up at you both with annoyed looks on his face. You wanted to crawl under the table and disappear.
“Alright, fucking hell…1245 times 987.”
“1.228.815,” he answered, giving you another satisfied little smile.
You just stared at him without saying anything.
“My brain works different from yours,” he then explained.
“Yeah, no shit.”
You were beginning to see why Ben was so threatened by him, Michael was an actual mathematical genius, Ben didn’t stand a chance at that internship. That thought suddenly filled you with immense joy. And then fear, because if Ben didn’t stand a chance then what were you even doing here?
Michael watched as your face fell.
“Do you want to take a break?” he suggested.
You nodded,”Yeah, a permanent one, I’m never going to get this.” You dropped your head onto the table and let out a desperate little whine.
Michael just shook his head,”So you’re a quitter, I would say I’m shocked but my mum told me never to tell a lie.”
You lifted your head to give him an angry glare but he just ignored you and closed his books, not giving you time to object before he was up and out of his seat.
“When you’re serious about wanting to learn, you know where to find me,” he said,”Until then…stop wasting my time.”
“Michael,” you sighed but he was already walking away from you, and with it your last chance to stop Ben.
You couldn’t let this happen, if you let him go now your fate was sealed.
“Michael, wait!” you rushed after him without thinking, finding him halfway in one of the book shelves. 
You grabbed at his arm to stop him, taking him by surprise. 
He froze, eyes staring wildly at the spot where your hand was touching his arm. But he didn’t pull back or try to stop you. Instead he almost seemed to lean into your space a little, accepting your touch, his mouth opened in a surprised little sigh when your fingers gently closed around his elbow. 
Of course the nerd was touch starved, it was almost too predictable. And was that a blush creeping up on his pale cheeks?
Ben had been right, Michael clearly wasn’t used to being touched, especially not by a woman. But he didn’t seem to dislike it, at all.
Maybe this mission wasn’t so impossible after all.
It was a desperate move, you realized that, but desperate is what you were.
“Please, wait,” you begged again, placing your other hand on his wrist while you gave him your best sad eyes and pouty lips,”You can’t give up on me, Michael. Please, you’re the only one who can help me, I need you.”
You watched him swallow hard at those last words, his eyes flickering from yours down to your lips and back up again.
He was staring now, shamelessly, not even trying to hide it. You used his obvious interest to lean in closer, so close he could almost feel your breath against his cheek and when you slowly and very deliberately licked your lips you could hear him bite back a quiet whimper. 
You took another step forward and carefully pressed your body up against his. That’s when you felt it, undeniably, he was hard. You had barely touched him and yet he was rock hard in his stupid cargo pants. 
You had him right where you wanted him and you could have sworn he was about to close that final distance between you two and pull you in for a kiss.
But then he leaned back and his thin lips curled up into a smug, annoyed grin.
“What are you playing at?” he asked.
“What do you mean? I’m not playing….”
“Stop lying to me, you stupid girl,” he growled and took a few steps back from you,”You say you want a tutor but you don’t give a shit about what I’m trying to teach you and now you want to…what….seduce me? How daft do you think I am?”
“I don’t think you’re daft at all!”
“I know this isn’t about math and it sure as hell isn’t about you wanting to get into my pants, girls like you don’t want nerds like me.”
“Girls like me?” you asked, staring at him with anger in your eyes,”Oh, you mean stupid girls like me? Listen, you little shit…”
“I meant pretty girls like you,” he interrupted you, shutting you up instantly.
He took a step closer again, towering over you and forcing you to lean against the book shelves behind you.
“What is it you want from me then?” he mused, as if he was asking the question more to himself and not you,”You’ve never paid any attention to me before this week…not until…I saw you scheming with Ben in the library a few days ago.”
Your eyes widened at his statement and it was enough for Michael to know he was onto something.
“I fucking knew it,” he shook his head and laughed,”What does that twat want from me this time, hmm?”
“Nothing,” you answered, too quickly.
“You’re a bad liar, girl.”
His stare was making you nervous, you wanted to blurt out everything to him and at the same time run away and never speak another word again. But there was no place to run from Ben and his ugly threats. Michael was your only ticket out of that bad spot.
He stepped back from you with a sigh,“Fine. Whatever. Tell your rich little friend that whatever you and him want from me he’s not going to get it, under any circumstances. Can you remember that or should I write it down for you?”
You nodded, feeling tears well up in your eyes. Michael’s harsh tone combined with the hopelessness of your situation was suddenly too much and you burst out into tears.
To your surprise Michael’s whole demeanor changed instantly and he rubbed his hand over his face with a heavy sigh.
You started crying,“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to involve you in this shit, I’m so sorry, Michael.”
For a moment he just looked at you, your tears and desperation too real for him to ignore.
Then he leaned back against the book shelves next to you, not saying a word. You looked up at him through your teary lashes and it was the first time you could see real compassion in his blue eyes. ”What does he have on you?” he asked softly.
”We used to date, he has some…private material he’s threatening to release.”
“Fucking prick,” Michael spat out.
“Yeah, he really is and I’m an idiot for ever being with him,” you wiped at your tears and looked surprised when Michael reached into his pocket and handed you a handkerchief. It looked like the ones your grandma used to have and you couldn’t help but smile through your tears.
”Thanks,” you sobbed and used it to wipe your cheeks dry.
“So…what did he want you to do in return then?”
”He wants that internship at Charter Inc.”
Michael nodded knowingly,”Yeah, that one is mine.”
“I know,” you smiled weakly,”That’s why he…he wanted me to distract you.”
Michael scoffed,”Jesus fuck, what an idiot. There’s nothing on this earth he can do to keep me from getting that job.”
You nodded,”I know.”
And with that realization came more tears. You used Michael’s handkerchief to keep them at bay.
“Do you think he’d actually do it?” he asked,”Are they just empty threats?”
“I honestly don’t know what he’s capable of and I don’t want to find out.”
You both stayed quiet for a while. Michael didn’t make any attempts to comfort you or touch you, but he didn’t move from his spot right next to you either.
“What can I do?” he asked.
“I don’t know if there’s anything you can do, Michael, this isn’t your problem, or your fight.”
He nodded,”Yeah, you’re right, it isn’t.”
You could feel your stomach drop in defeat.
“But,” he then added,”I’d really fucking hate to see a rich kid win in life.”
You couldn’t help but laugh through your tears.”Got any ideas?”
He thought about that for a little while and then he nodded,”We could…make him believe his plan is working? I mean, for now, until we can come up with something better.”
“How?”
“He won’t do anything as long as he believes you’re on board, yeah?”
“I guess not.”
“So we pretend that you’re…distracting me.”
You laughed bitterly at his choice of words.”He wants me to fuck you, that’s what he means by distracting you. You realize that, right?” you then blurted out and Michael snorted out loud but he regained his composure quickly.
“Then…I guess we pretend that you’re fucking me,” he said calmly, letting his eyes meet yours. You felt a shiver run up your spine, the good kind.
“Alright,” you nodded.
“Alright,” Michael repeated, keeping his eyes on you for a few moments too long before he eventually looked away and nervously pushed his glasses up his nose, smiling shyly,”When do we start then?”
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everydayspamton · 13 days
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day 444 of drawing spamton every day until deltarune chapter 3
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