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deathbecomesnerds · 3 years

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“His Queen” -- King Arthur 18+ Smut

Sooo...I did a thing. I apologize in advance, HOWEVER--it took me 16 days to write this, so here we are! @hotdamnhunnam challenged me for her Kinkfest celebration and I have delivered...to the best of my ability with the following kinks:

- Jealousy/Possessive - Breathplay (I went back to it, sorry) - Breeding Kink (My favorite *smirk*)

I’m sorry if it’s too short, not sexy enough, or not good enough. But I am satisfied with this, and that’s all that matters.

Sir Tristan and William stood at the King’s throne, glancing at each other while he stroked his beard and clenched his jaw.

“And you’re sure?” Arthur finally asked.

William nodded “Yes, my King. I saw it with my own eyes.”

Arthur nodded, standing up from his throne before stomping out of the room, leaving his two friends behind while he stormed his way to her chambers. He could feel his anger boiling to the surface, and he didn’t even knock on her door, but barged in as she pulled out the lacing of her dress.

She rolled her eyes, before letting her hands fall to her side as she looked at Arthur “Your Majesty.” she didn’t even bother bowing.

He stood just a foot away from her, his nostrils flared as he looked her over while every emotion he ever felt hit him all at once: happiness, sadness, anger, jealousy, horiness. She brought it all out of him and for his eyes to lay upon her made him feel he was in the presence of a goddess or something more.

“Lady Charlotte,” he greeted back in a hiss.

She sighed “Well, since you’re here…” she turned her back to him, gently looking over her shoulder at him “You mind?” she asked.

Arthur pulled at the lacing roughly, looking over the features of her face before finally releasing her from the tight grasp of her dress; Arthur immediately grabbed her neck from behind and pulled her against his body.

“You think I like being humiliated? Am I a joke to you?” he hissed in her ear.

Charlotte gasped for air, gently clawing at his hand “No, Your Majesty.” she choked out.

Arthur gripped tighter “Then why the fuck were you with him in the gardens earlier today? You didn’t think I would hear about it?” he yelled at her, now cutting off her air flow before suddenly releasing her and pushing her away from him and onto the bed.

“Or did you think that I would somehow be enlightened by the idea of another man touching you the way that I do?” Arthur asked her, though Charlotte did not respond as she gasped for air.

Charlotte shook her head after a prolonged silence, when she finally sat up while Arthur leaned to face her eye level “You are not Sir Percival’s. You are mine. And I will not share you with any other man, especially my friends,” he hissed at her before grabbing her face to look at him “Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Charlotte said firmly.

Arthur released his grip and turned away from her for a moment, looking around her modest bed chambers before glaring back at her “Stand up.”

Charlotte did not hesitate as she did, looking away from him as to not meet his gaze while he stood in front of her, watching as her wavy hair framed her face and obscured his view as he pushed the strands away--her chest heaving slightly.

He turned her face to look at him, the both of them locking eyes before he leaned in to kiss her while he began to push the dress off of her shoulders and let the dress begin to fall from her body.

Charlotte could feel a chill down her spine as he did, feeling his hands push her dress down past her hips and letting it fall to the floor before he pulled away from the kiss, witnessing her naked body apart from the flimsy piece of fabric covering the one spot Arthur wanted to see most.

“Soon, you will be my Queen, and England’s…” he muttered to her.

She scoffed “I will be your Queen no sooner than pigs can fly,” she remarked “Perhaps you would have better luck marrying your Mage?” she smirked at him.

Arthur glared at her, she was feisty tonight--perhaps it was the thrill of knowing she got under his skin? Or knowing the power she wields? He couldn’t be sure, all he knew was that he wanted to wipe that look off of her face and listen to her moan his name, remind her that she was his everything.

He continued glaring, gently pushing her down onto the bed again as he took his shirt off, exposing his broad shoulders and chiseled muscles that made all the ladies of the kingdom swoon when he heard Charlotte huff and sigh before looking up at Arthur.

“I can’t do this,” she said unamused “You haven’t even touched me yet, and I feel completely unfulfilled.” she stood up and looked at him, her tone and attitude completely changed as well as her demeanour.

Arthur had never been more confused, tilting his head at her “What?”

Charlotte sighed “Of course I knew word would get back to you! That’s why I lured Sir Percival to the Gardens; because I know that somebody is always watching.” she told him “You haven’t touched me in weeks, Arthur--weeks. Off doing ‘Kingly’ things, I suppose, with all the other women?”

Arthur shook his head softly “There are no other women.” he said, cupping her face.

“Just like there are no other men.” Charlotte insisted.

Arthur sighed “Once you become Queen…”

“I don’t know if I want to,” Charlotte interrupted him, “Me? A Queen? Maybe you should actually marry the Mage--could be a better political marriage.”

Arthur shook his head “I don’t want to marry the Mage...in fact, I don’t think she would want anything to do with me. She’d probably turn me into a snake or something undesirable if I were to even ask her.”

Charlotte giggled “You’d be a very cute snake.”

He kissed her “Shut up, and lie down on the bed.”

“Make me,” she whispered against his lips.

Arthur didn’t hesitate as he pushed Charlotte into the bed, climbing top of her so she wouldn’t get away, he chuckled as he looked down at her: such beauty, how the Gods could have brought him such a specimen, he would never know; but at this moment, all he knew was that his desire to be with her was too strong to resist.

He grabbed her throat again, gently this time “However…” he got her attention, losing any lovey feelings that were vibrating in the room “If you ever do that again, I will punish you.” he spoke low.

“You are mine, Charlotte. Nobody else's.” he hissed.

Charlotte smirked “Why don’t you punish me now?” she toyed with him “A good King would make an example of all subjects the first time they make a mistake.”

Arthur arched an eyebrow “I will,” he remarked “In fact, your punishment will be to carry my heir. And then you will have to be my Queen.” he kissed her collar bone “Don’t want a bastard on your hands now, do you?” he asked.

She scuffed, looking up at him “Give me your heir. I dare you.”

He squeezed her throat with one hand while his other undid his pants and pulled them down below his knees, kicking off his shoes before climbing on top of Charlotte and pushing his pants off entirely, exposing his massive hard cock.

Charlotte looked down to see it, feeling her thighs quiver and her core get wetter by just the sight of the King’s appendage.

Arthur noticed her looking, smirking at her while his hand around her throat got tighter, now cutting off circulation again as he forced her to look up at him “Only the Queen gets to stare.” he muttered to her, his free hand ripping her panties off of her body, now exposing her entirely naked body to him.

She shivered as goosebumps formed all over her skin, and another chill fell down her spine before she gripped Arthur’s hand that was around her throat. Charlotte struggled for a moment as she felt Arthur’s cock begin to brush against her clit, she choked on a gasp while her hips moved against his cock, wanting to be filled with him immediately.

“Your Majesty,” she struggled out.

Arthur looked at her “What?”

Charlotte looked desperately into his eyes “Your Majesty, please…” she struggled again.

“Please what?”

She gasped for air, and Arthur loosened his grasp slightly, waiting for her to beg for his cock like she would never get it again after tonight.

“Please fuck me!” Charlotte cried out.

He smirked, and she didn’t have to ask again as he shoved his massive cock into her small cunt, pushing all the way in and almost came just listening to Charlotte scream at the abrupt intrusion. Arthur stood still for a moment, releasing his grasp of Charlotte’s neck if just to give her a moment to adjust as she grabbed onto his hips.

Charlotte hummed after adjusting, chuckling to herself with her hands still firmly gripping his hips, she looked up at him and bit her lip “Punish me, your majesty! ” she begged.

Arthur’s thrusts forced her entire body forward, looking down at her body as he punished it for the good of the country and himself “You fucking whore,” he muttered to her “How dare you turn your back on your King!” Arthur yelled, his thrusts hitting Charlotte as hard as his words.

She moaned, her hand snaking down in between her legs to begin rubbing her clit, giving her an extra boost of pleasure as Charlotte closed her eyes.

He grabbed her throat again, getting her attention as she snapped her eyes open and looked up at him with lust in her eyes.

“Look at me while I’m breeding you!” Arthur yelled.

Charlotte nodded, gasping from the pleasure while the friction in her legs got faster and rougher from both her hand and Arthur’s cock, she arched her back slightly to get a better angle on Arthur’s cock, though it was short lived before he pushed her back down onto the bed furiously.

“You think you deserve to get off on my cock?” Arthur hissed at her before grabbing the hand on her clit and pushed it away “Not after what you did! Lay there and take my cock, you whore!” He remarked.

Arthur pulled out of Charlotte, flipping her over and pulling her hips back to where she was on her knees. He pushed his cock back into her with such vigor while his eyes were hungry with lust, lust for the power and control he had over Charlotte.

She attempted to silence a moan, tilting her head back and looking up at Arthur who grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her head further back to see him, Arthur grunted with every thrust, watching Charlotte as she gripped tightly to the bed sheets as he fucked her furiously.

“I can’t wait to see it,” he growled, closing his eyes to imagine it all “Your belly swelling with my heir, and as soon as you have him, I’ll make you have another. And another. And another.” He hissed.

Arthur’s thrusts got rougher with every word, he opened his eyes and looked down at Charlotte as she whimpered, gripping behind her at his hips but missing them with every thrust.

“Your Majesty, please. Make me your Queen.” Charlotte cried out.

He felt his cock twitch at her words, begging him to fill her up and he would oblige as he held tightly to her hips and vigorously thrusted into her when he felt the mental pop in his head, his thrusts becoming uncoordinated as he filled Charlotte up with his warm cum.

She could feel it, the warmth from his cock painting her walls and just on that feeling alone, she was close to climax herself.

“Arthur…” she whimpered out, looking out the window of her room while he gave one last thrust to make sure that she received all of his seed before he slowly pulled out.

He looked down, examining his handiwork as his cum dripped out of her and down her leg; the excitement it brought him made his cock ache for her again but he softly laid next to her, both gasping for air as Charlotte landed on her back.

“Are you alright?” Arthur asked, stroking her arm.

Charlotte nodded “Yes. I just wished you would have let me—“

“I will. We have all night.” He assured her “I’m gonna make you cum so hard, you won’t see straight for a week.” He said before leaning in to kiss her.

She giggled. Charlotte looked into his blue eyes and stroked his collar bone “So...that plan of yours…”

Arthur chuckled back at her “The second you find out, we will wed.” He told her.

“So, we just get married right then and there? You crown me Queen and then we live happily ever after?” she asked him.

Arthur smiled “Absolutely. Queen Charlotte of England. It has a very nice ring to it.”

Charlotte hummed as she looked up at the ceiling “Well, you better work harder than you have for anything else tonight...otherwise, you will be left disappointed.” she remarked.

He grunted at her “Very well,” he said, climbing on top of her again.

#Charlie hunnam #king arthur: legend of the sword #king arthur #I regret everything and nothing at the same time #come at me bro

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smolbeanprotection · 7 years

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Oh geez I'm sorry I didn't realize it was about that. Uh, could I ask for 25 then with hori? Maybe? Hopefully?

Hello! I am super sorry about that and I should have been more clear. I hope you enjoy this! I mean it isn’t super Angsty(?) *That’s probably not a word* I mean, enough of me babbling and I hope you enjoy it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Okay so I don’t see nice lil Hori doing anything to hurt you or your feelings, yet i’m going to have you two together and then possibly have you get WAY to close to another sword. Maybe while he is away for “all” that time in Katsugeki. LETS SEE HOW THIS GOES.)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

To you it seemed like forever. He was gone for awhile, you even thought to yourself a few time. That maybe he wasn’t going to come back. You never knew and that is what worried you more then anything. So once it got to the point were a few other swords would come back then go out again. Not once did Horikawa, yet no one said anything about him either though. You started to think the worst of things and that made you become slightly depressed as you locked yourself in the room for days at a time. Only letting Mitsutada visit you once of twice a day to bring you something to eat. Which most of the time, the male would end up carrying out dishes that were barely touched.

He would leave the room with a dis-satisfied sigh and just come back later with another plate of food as he always did. He wanted to help you, he wanted to sit there and tell you that it was going to be okay. Yet he didn’t even know himself so he would rather keep quiet then end up lying to you. So one day he seen that a lot of the other swords were giving her more space to figure out things on your-own. Yet Mitsutada wasn’t really the kind of person to sit back and have to watch someone go though something as confusing as this alone.(I am only going to give a tid-bit of some of the things that go on with Mitsutada and have it show some reason to why Hori is mad).

“Hey, you have been quiet an awful long time. I was thinking that maybe you wanted to talk a bit.” He said in a deep but gentile voice. You could tell he was being serious and that he was starting to get concerned for you. Not talking to anyone, and hardly eating for days. It was probably enough to make anyone worried, yet he was the only one that spoke up which made you weak. You longed for someone to talk to so when he did you broke down crying.

“I-I do but, I just don’t know what to do.” You said hugging your knees as you sat there on one of your mats. You didn’t want to move you felt like stone. The tears falling from your eyes felt like they would never end. Yet in the midst of you crying you felt his hand on your shoulder as you looked into his yellow/golden eye(s). You (E/C) was full of tears and the whites were slightly tinted red, you wanted someone to be there for you and once someone was it was hard to let go of that again.

So you gave in and wrapped your arms around his muscular build as you held him close crying into his shoulder.

Now he was quiet because he knew that it was best right now. He just rubbed your back and let you break and cry on him all you needed to. Being alone for as long as you were took a toll on you and now that you felt like you had someone to be there again for you. Things slowly started to get better. After that you two started becoming really close, almost to close to call just friends anymore.

*Time-Skip to some point in the future*

You were sitting in you room on Mitsutada’s lap as he was brushing out you hair. Both of your heads dripping wet from the bath you two had just returned from. (Yes i’m implying that. Please don’t kill me). You knew that a few swords would be returning and the thought of Horikawa almost didn’t matter to you anymore. Yet you were mentally 100% sure that he would never be coming back again.

“Heh your skin is so soft, more-so when you come out of a bath.” He said as your robe fell down over your shoulder. His finger tracing the soft skin of your body. Mitsutada himself could even agree that Horikawa wasn’t coming back, which is why he didn’t mind doing all these guilty things with the Saniwa.

Then the door to you room opened as you were overcome with sadness as that all to familiar voice rang out.

“I’m sorry I didn’t come back love please don’t be mad. I thought it would be best for the mis-” He said as his head was deep in a bow as he looked up, his body froze in horror. His normally bright blue eyes were drained instantly looking almost dark and now emotionless.

“Oh I see your busy, well let me just leave again. Maybe come back later. When your less occupied.” He said in a cold toned voice as he just stared at Mitsutada. With a slight look of disgust.

“No wait don’t, wait a second I can explain.” You said getting up quickly and running after him leaving Mitsutada there dumbfounded. You caught up to him and grabbed his arm as he just turned around and stared at you with such a dead look on his face.

“So I guess I was the idiot, not listening to Kane-san when he told me to come back things were getting weird here.” He said just staring coldly at you and yet you had a hard time saying anything.

“I thought you died, I thought you were never coming back.” You said feeling your eyes start to welt up with tears again. Remembering how happy he made you and how much you enjoyed being around him and even around Kane-san when they were together. Yet you know that you had messed up bad.

“I mean I guess.” He is rolling his eyes slightly. “Yet I did come back and I would have come back if you would have waited for me, just like I had to wait for you. Do you not think that I wasn’t lonely, that I didn’t think about seeing you. ALL that time I was there. At some points I was even there alone and I feared that I wouldn’t ever come back again and see you. Did you not stop to think about how much harder it was for me then it was for you. Then all that waiting to come home and finally see you and spend time with you. To see that you traded me off like a pawn.” He said shaking his arm away from yours as you could see it in his eyes that he was going to cry. He probably just wanted to run off and cry. When he did work hard.

“You traded me off because a mission that YOU sent me on, was hard and took a long time. Just remember that, you decided to send me there and this is how I get rewarded.” He said laughing a bit as he was not getting mad instead of wanting to cry anymore.

“I now know what I am worth to you, thank you I will be on my way now.”

“No don’t go please, I didn’t mean it. You should know that it was hard for me to. I really didn’t mean it.” You said to him not wanting him to leave because you did really love him and that time he was gone you were so hurt. Yet you sent him on that mission, it was your fault.

“Obviously you did, I mean since you were the one that did it.” He said walking away and that was the last of him that you seen. Other then the occasional meeting or sending him off on another mission. He wore those dark blue eyes every-time he seen you and in the long run.

You deserved them.

WORD COUNT 1496

(P.S. No one take offence to this i’m not implying that anyone is a cheater i’m just writing a story~)

#touken ranbu #horikawa kunihiro #angst

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scenarios-on-ice · 7 years

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Roses are red

Violets are blue

This ‘poem’ sucks but

Happy Birthday to you

(Note: there was originally like eight more cynical lines about how birthdays mean you’re that much closer to the end, but I scrapped it because when I try to use dark humor it usually just ends up kinda gruesome.

There’s probably something wrong with me and someday we’ll find out what that is, but today is not that day)

Congratulations! @(^-^)@ You were only sixteen but your mind was older- now you’re seventeen, but I’m sure the latter part of that quote still applies and the blog will blow us all away even more than before! Hope you have a wonderful, satisfying birthday despite how non-stop you are (don’t forget to take a break when you can) and one last time, congratulations!

(also depending on how the timezone difference between Croatia and Korea works, we’re only a day or two apart- my birthday is March 30th, which is tomorrow over here! :D so cool)

“Whatever you say ma'am, Furuta will pay for his behavior! I’ll use tumblr, I’ll write under a pseudonym(Evans)- you’ll see what I can do to him!

But at least since he’s dead, you can finally speak your mind?”

I know, I still like the idea of trans Mutsuki better but other than any hints dropped in canon, I just think it’s very unlikely that TG as a Japanese manga will add a 100%, conmpletely confirmed LGBTQ character. I believe Ishida himself is pretty open towards the LGBTQ community (Nico’s portrayal is a bit questionable but in an omake Yomo is shown thinking that anyone he dates could become Touka’s aunt OR uncle (though of course that could be a translation error), Shuu is a subversion of manga stereotypes regarding gay men and TG in general has a lot of interesting themes regarding sexuality and gender), but idk, the idea of a mainstream seinen manga like TG adding LGBTQ themes that go beyond heavy implication seems unlikely (though who knows, it could happen).

Mutsuki just makes me bitter. FIrst all the arguments about their gender and now I don’t even like them anymore (they used to be an adorable cinnamon roll but after recent chapters, while I still feel for them they’ve become a lot less sympathetic).

(Also this just makes me sound salty but I recently came across a very aggressive blog dedicated to reminding everybody that MUTSKI IS MALE AND YOU ARE ALL WRONG and reading through it just made me kinda mad and irritated all at once. Once a trans person made a post saying that despite being trans themself they didn’t think Mutsuki was, offering several manga moments as decent evidence and being quite polite, and the mod of this blog answered them with what basically boils down to 'lol no it’s possible to be transphobic even if you’re part of the LGBTQ community and you are clearly one of these people’.)

Don’t worry, cinnamon roll Hinami isn’t being forgotten! :) I’m really looking forward to her meeting Akira. I’ve always liked Hina but these recent chapters pushed her up on my ‘favorite characters’ list- she’s just way too sweet.

Reading the manga: wth Ishida you are officially my least favorite person like even Isayama is better than you

Reading Ishida’s translated tweets/the comments he makes in TG extras: why are you so nice

Yeah, I kinda hated Urie at first (I understood his goals and motivations but did he really have to be such a jerk? I honestly thought he was going to get somebody killed in the auction arc) but after the auction arc I started to like him better (I think the official moment I decided ‘I like Urie Kuki as a character’ was when Shirazu died) and I kinda freaked out when I realized what happened to him…

He would make a great Burr though. I think he’s way more willing to act than Burr and is not a ‘talk less, smile more’ kind of person (more like a ‘talk less and don’t smile at all’ type) but they’re still really similar. I could also see Urie singing Wait for It…with Kaneki as Hamilton. Not because Kaneki particularly fits Hamilton but because of how Burr is clearly somewhat jealous about Hamilton’s progress despite not approving of his methods in Wait For It (in an interview about the song I think LMM said something about it describing the feeling of watching your friends and acquaintances getting so far ahead in life and thinking 'Wait for it; someday I’ll get there too’).

Am I the only one who headcanons that despite acting super classy and not knowing much about rap/hip-hop before someone (maybe Hori?) gets him to listen to it, Tsukiyama actually turns out to be a really good rapper?

Speaking of Tsukiyama though, I want to see more of his interactions with Naki

Hmm, since Mado died after he was already an adult couldn’t Akira technically count? We know from omakes that Mado was a doting father and made her childhood as happy as possible, so while her life might not have been 100% perfect it was still really good in TG terms. Takizawa before he entered the academy also counts.

but even those two had so much tragedy happen to them as adults…

(also, have you started reading the manga again? :D)

ok, that sounds creepy. Not going to be watching that.

Thank you so much for the recommendations though! Not sure if I’ll get the time to watch those but I think I saw some Magi volumes in a bookstore here so maybe I’ll check that out when I have the time!

And yeah, if you have any good animes/mangas to recommend, please do! And genre doesn’t matter- though I usually prefer dark, psychological stories I’m willing to make exceptions when the series in question is really good (that’s what I did with YoI after all :) the only genres I’m really reluctant to read are horror and high school romances).

I’m glad you liked them! And nope, don’t mind at all :D fangirling

I am back! Again, happy birthday ^^ I hope the day went well for you :) How old are you now, if you don’t mind me asking? I’m guessing it’s either 14 or 15.

And thank you very much for the poem, it’s very cute! I wouldn’t have minded the extra verses. They might’ve ruined the mood a bit, tho ^^;; The theme sounds like something baroque poems would write about... Don’t mind me, I just had an exam dealing with baroque, so I’m probably prone to making bad references to it.

I will never manage to reach your level of puns... I’ll just say that I’m very satisfied with the amount of them.

“Just because he’s dead doesn’t mean he won’t come back. He died so another villain can take his place.

No matter how much I support trans Mu, I’d be very, very surprised if it actually become canon. I mean, as you’ve said, Japan and lgbt don’t quite go together that well... I guess we’ll just have to see... And nope, I still haven’t started to read the manga again. No time ^^;;

I’ve started to dislike Mu after the chapter in which his past was revealed. I just don’t have the will to stomach stories like that, honestly... Good horror/psychology manga/anime might interest me once in a while, but there’s a border I don’t like crossing. TG is waaay over it (which is probably a part of the reason why I dropped it, after all)

Gaah, it’s people like that that make dislike the lgbts... Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against people in that community and I won’t discriminate (though stuff like fictionkin and made-up pronouns do make me roll my eyes), but it’s these people that give people the wrong image about the whole community. Unfortunately, I’ve had quite a few encounters with those... aggressive people. I could go on and on about the things I saw as a part of this site, mostly concerning those ridiculous people who are probably in it because they think it’s ‘cool’ or ‘trendy’ to be bi or genderfluid. I get waaay too worked up over this theme, don’t I?

Oh, I’m so happy about her not being forgotten! She is a precious cinnamon roll and doesn’t deserve the life she has, she deserves so much better.

Boy, that sounds fun. Well, Ive had experience with the ‘reading manga’ part, but I don’t particularly follow tweets ^^;; I hope things work out in the manga!

Idk, I mean, I disliked him at first, but I got to like him very quickly. I just seem to like silent types like him (I say that, and yet I also like Phichit, Viktor, Haise and so on, who are nothing like him.... WHOOPS).

Signs that I’m slowly forgetting TG: *reading the message* ‘who... are these characters?’ I mean, I know the most important ones, like Haise, Urie, Akira and so on, but the other ones... This makes me very sad ;-;

Yeah, I guess that would make Kaneki a good Hamilton. STILL DON’T WANT BURR (COOKIE) TO KILL HIM, BECAUSE KANEKI IS A CINNAMON ROLL WHO DOESN’T DESERVE TO DIE! The dynamics between Kaneki and Urie don’t make a good Ham-Burr, but their positions in their job, so I guess they really are the best pair for Hamilton. Why did Ham have to die ;-; That makes casting so much harder for me.

Oh yeah, Tsukiyama would be an amazing rappers, I don’t doubt it at all. In fact, I’m sure that he’d be able to do Guns and Ships perfectly.

Fun fact: You made a typo saying ‘Mado died after SHE became an adult’ (I changed it) and you gave me the biggest heart attack. Pls, my phone wasn’t used to the speed with which I typed ‘TOKYO GHOUL WIKI AKIRA MADO’ to check if what you said is true. Yeah, Akira could count, I guess. That makes a total of ONE character... Not much, eh?

I don’t know if I count Takizawa... I think that the way his life is now, it very much makes up the lack of angst in his childhood.

Oh yeah, one last concern about The World Is Still Beautiful!

WHY IS THERE A CHARACTER NAMED LUNA WHO ACTS LIKE AN INSUFFERABLE BRAT DURING HER WHOLE SCREEN TIME, I DEMAND JUSTICE!

I’m done.

One last recommendation:

LOVE LIVE AKA CUTE IDOLS. I invite you to join me in the pits of idol hell :) It(s not a romance, don’t worry. Also, there’s a mobile rhythm tapping game if you’re interested :))

Ooh, I’d be so happy if you’d start reading Magi! During the later volumes, it gets reeally psychological, so I think you might like it! I’d say something, but spoilers!

Well, I’ll go add the text to the post, then ^^

#evans #tokyo ghoul anon #submission

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