#just cause I think it’d be such an interesting ship

[a-grayscale]

Okay hear me out on this one, you know how during your run ins with the bishops during Crusades and such during the game they all seem relatively okay despite their injuries? (Relatively as in they’re definitely not actually okay, but they can still function just fine) Is it just me, or is that relative okayness most definitely because the crowns helped hold them together?

Like, the most obvious example of this I can think of would be Heket being able to speak during our encounters with her despite not having her throat. I feel like it’s pretty obviously the case there, right? The crown is allowing her to speak through it. I think that the other crowns allowed the bishops to function with their injuries by sorta holding them all together in godhood, yeah? We on the same page there?

Okay, hear me out. Narinder has serious, possibly chronic pain in his arms and probably also legs.

I mean, the guy was chained in place for a thousand years, there’s no way that’s not painful. More on that, considering we don’t know exactly HOW MUCH leeway those chains had(it’s obviously not a lot, but we don’t know if there was any at all or if it was one or two possible positions ever for 1000 years) there’s a good chance his bones and muscles and the ligaments and everything weakened over time to the point of being really fragile and brittle. We don’t know if he always had skeletal arms, maybe that was a symptom?

What does this have to do with the crowns holding the bishops injuries together? Well, what if the reason he didn’t move a whole lot during the boss battle was because he didn’t have his crown and thus, was in a lot of pain? I mean, we’ve all seen the boss battle, the dude hits hard but it’s almost always with chains or fire, or summoning enemies while he floats around. What if that’s because he hurt too much to move any more?

I think that’d add a really interesting dynamic between him and his desire for the crown, as well as his dynamic with the cult as a whole. A big reason he might want the crown back is because it helped dull the pain it’s bearer felt, just as the other crowns did to keep their respective bearers from falling apart.

I think it’d affect his dynamic and relationships within the cult because, like the other bishops post indoctrination, he wouldn’t have the luxury of a magic crown that helped with the pain. I’m not too familiar with chronic pain, but from what I’ve heard and seen and been told, it fucking sucks. I can’t imagine Narinder’s being any less sucky, at least not for a long long LOOOONG time. And when I say long time, I mean LOOONG TIME.

I think it’d also affect his relationships with say, the other bishops for example. Not to say that everything about them isn’t an absolute MESS already, cause it absolutely is, but I think they’d all feel at least a little guilty about the injuries they caused each other, even if they don’t admit it aloud. I mean, I’m no emotional undertones expert, but some of the dialogue leads me to believe they still at least CARE about each other somewhat as family. (Mostly mean Shamura’s dialogue during their bishop encounters, Narinder’s dialogue when receiving the silk from silk cradle, and Leshy’s line still calling Narinder his brother when asking the Lamb to retrieve his eye) Again, I’m no expert on feelings so I might be wrong here, but if you care about someone who you see is hurting, hurting BECAUSE OF YOU… I mean, even if it was self defense I’d still feel pretty fucking guilty personally, so there’s a good chance they’d probably feel the same.

I also think this pain Narinder has could affect his relationship with the Lamb(regardless of if you ship them or not, I do personally but you do you boo <3) I mean, they ARE still the leader of the flock. Narinder is now part of said flock. So he really is their responsibility. I feel like it would be a learning curve for both of them to at least SOME degree. Narinder hasn’t been without a crown that can dull the sense of pain until now so he probably doesn’t know wtf to do, and while The Lamb might have more experience from helping their followers who could also have had chronic issues, they’d still be pretty in the dark about it. I think it’d be a rough but necessary road for them both to cross in order to understand and help Narinder.

But this is all just head canon talk, so it might not matter. Idk but I hope it was interesting at least, or that it helped form some lovely little brainworms! Goodbyyyeeeee-

#cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl narinder #cotl lamb #narilamb #just a smidge #cotl leshy #cotl shamura #cotl heket #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #If there’s anything else you headcanon #Feel free to comment #I’d love to hear any input

[tiredeldritchhorror]

Fizzarolli jumping straight to my top 3 faves with all the recent eps with him, Moxxie remaining number 1 no matter what and Striker being unhinged was delicious, hope to see all of them more maybe another Moxxie and Striker fight or M&M meeting Oz and Fizz under different circumstances

#scribble bois #helluva boss #moxxie #fizzarolli #striker #strixxie #in the most toxic of terms yes #I guess slight #moxxarolli #just cause I think it’d be such an interesting ship #insecure x insecure = codependency #OH #and lil Ozzie #helluva boss asmodeus

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

Errors, “Errors,” and Sci Fi

@strawberry-crocodile

tvtropes calls stuff like the wolf example "science matches on" which I think is a pretty fair shake

This.  This is what’s got me thinking so much about errors.  There’s a certain danger, here.  A certain way that this particular effect — delicious dramatic irony — tempts the mind when reading old stories, even true ones.

What do you know about R.M.S. Titanic? I ask my class every year, and the first hand rises.  “It was unsinkable,” the student inevitably says, and everyone is nodding, “or so they thought.”  I write the word UNSINKABLE on the board, underneath my crude drawing of a ship with four smokestacks.  It will be crossed out before the end of the hour, but not for the reason they expect.

“I find no evidence,” Walter Lord, preeminent biographer of the ship’s survivors, wrote, “that Titanic was ever advertised as unsinkable. This detail seems to have entered the collective mind so as to create a more perfect irony.”  Indeed, historians’ examinations of White Star Line documents show the shipbuilders themselves worried it would be so large as to risk collision; they stocked several more lifeboats than 1910s regulations required.

The War to End All Wars (deep breath, satisfied exhale), also known as World War ONE. Chuckle.  Shake of the head.  What if I told you that this phrase, used primarily in American newspapers after the fact, wasn’t meant to be literal? Nowadays we’d say The Mother of All Wars, or One Hell of a Fucking War, but we wouldn’t mean literal motherhood, literal intercourse.  What if I said the armistice and the Lost Generation and the Roaring 20s were all braced for another outbreak of European conflict, and yet we still failed to prevent it?

Did you know they were so confident in the safety of the S.S. Challenger that they put a civilian schoolteacher onboard? I do, because I’ve heard that one repeated many times.  Only, see, it’s got the cause and effect reversed.  Challenger launched on a day the shuttle’s engineers knew to be dangerously cold, because the first civilian in space was on board. And NASA knew its shuttle project would be cancelled entirely, if they couldn’t get that civilian’s much-delayed entry into space in the next two weeks.  So they launched on a cold day, and killed her instead.

These are all what cognitive science calls Hindsight Bias on the personal level, what sociology calls Presentism on the cultural level.  Social psychology’s a little of both, is primarily interested in why you’re sitting on your couch in a Colonize Mars shirt watching PBS and chuckling at the fools who believed in El Dorado.  It wants to know why the mind flees straight from “marijuana will kill you” to “marijuana will cure cancer” without so much as a pause on the middle ground of its real benefits and drawbacks, its real (mild) risks and rewards.

And they can paralyze the sci-fi writer, if you think too much about them. Jetsons is futurist one decade, retro the next.  “There are no bathrooms on the Enterprise,” the creators of Serenity say smugly, as if Gene Roddenberry should’ve simply known that decades later it’d be acceptable to show a man peeing in full view of the camera, nothing but the curve of the actor’s hand to protect his modesty.  “No sound in space,” the Fandom Menace says, “No explosions in space,” and “A space station can’t collapse in zero-G.”  Only then NASA burns a paper napkin outside of atmosphere, transmits music using only the ghost of nearby planets’ gravities, and logs onto Reddit long enough to point out the Death Star would implode in its own gravity field.  And now we’re the ones pointing, the ones laughing, at those earlier point-and-laughers.  Self-satisfied, smug in superiority.  As if we did the work to find out ourselves, instead of just happening to be born a little later than George Lucas.

#errors #continuity #sci fi #presentism #star wars #titanic #world war i #science marches on #history #started a new post because i got waaaaaay off topic here #if you think the dinosaurs in Jurassic Park (1993) should've had feathers #you're a lot more ignorant about paleontology than the people you're trying to criticize #science was not handed down to us in its perfect complete form circa 1943 #stop for a second before you call out someone else's reptilian denonychus #someone else's oxygenated moon #and ask: am i better read #or am i just more recently born?

[ghostlylinks]

Ever wonder what would happen if a Sefikura ship child just popped out of the black Materia 💀

Cause that would be funny.

And more funny is that Sephiroth and Cloud don't know about their existence but the ship child does 💀

That’s a really interesting concept. Doodled a child idea + got some ideas for it

With that i’d imagine the kid would have a part of the Black Materia either inside of him or literally just a chunk. Idk where it would pop out but not where either is at that moment.

I don’t think it would be an actual child, at least in its mental state since i’d imagine it’s made up more of Sephiroth’s and Cloud’s emotions? (with Sefikura I always imagine it being almost solely out from Sephiroth’s side, barely any positive feelings from Cloud, so that’s the excuse for why it looks more like Seph) Idk how to explain that idea. So it’d be kinda shifting between a kid and a teen depending on what it even wants to do/find.

Probably bc of the emotion stuff it would try to seek out Cloud/Sephiroth and try to force the 2 to find each other.

I have more ideas but idk how to put it into writting

#ff7 #ffvii #request #sefikura #toxic yaoi infused materia results in a kid ig

[sanjisboyfie]

๑ keep safe : heartfelt conversations with a chef (5)

one piece x male reader

play 'em like guitars, 

only one of my toys 

(cause i like you a lot) 

no holds barred, i was sent to destroy 

putting on my music while i'm watching the boys

『 prev 』

on the path [name] had chosen, there were little to no prey presenting itself. for as far as his eye could see there was only trees surrounding him. he sighed in annoyance, not doing well in the humid climate.

he fanned himself with the collar of his shirt, wishing that he had brought one of those drinks sanji had made. he hummed in thought, resisting the urge to sing out for something to jump out at him.

just as he was walking past the water bank, he heard something swimming beside him. in interest, he peaked over and saw a school of…dinosaurs.

“oi, are you real?” [name] asked out loud, jumping into the water without a second thought.

they all scattered rather quickly at the sudden action, but then seemed to be more angry at him than scared now. one tried to bite his ankle, which he calmly lifted out of the water, and then giggled in glee.

“yes! there’s at least five of you guys in here, i can see all of you! i love seafood!” [name] cheered, spreading his palms out in front of the water and squinting, “jackpot!”

in a moment’s notice, all of the aquatic creatures were lifted out of the water at the same time, seemingly floating in mid air.

they began to thrash all around and [name] chuckled at their actions, “you all look so funny!” he said, bringing them onto land by moving his hands. they followed the actions of his hands.

any onlooker would assume that it was completely magical, the hovering dinosaurs obeying the command of his hands.

but to [name] it was a simple feat, his lips drawn into a thin line as he hummed as he organized their flapping bodies.

they were about 70 feet long, but good thing there was more than enough land space for him to place all of them.

“but how am i going to carry all of you back?” [name] thought out loud, rubbing his chin in thought as his eyebrows furrowed together. “it’d be a waste of my energy to do the thing, so i might as well do the other thing,” he said, ignoring the struggle the dinosaurs were exhibiting in being outside of the water.

“alright, it’s settled!” he cheered, “i’ll make you guys a net and drag you back to base. it should be enough food for months…or maybe just a week,” [name] corrected, remembering that now him and luffy were sailing on the same ship.

so he soon began to get to work. he gathered up the leaves and branches of trees, the actions making him think back to his childhood with luffy. when they used to get their own prey in that vast forest.

it was an annoying process, though. he had to weave the leaves and branches pretty intricately in order for it to carry the five dinosaurs without breaking apart.

there were a couple of explosions that he could hear resounding from throughout the island, but if anything, he just brushed it off as the norm. after all, the island was pretty weird. he didn’t try thinking about it too much.

“finally! i’m finished…halfway,” [name] said, sweatdropping as he realized how he had to put more work into getting the dinosaurs back home rather than catching them. “i should’ve had a pirate bento too, i’m hungry,”

he looked at the now dead dinosaurs in hunger, but shook his head, insisting that it was for later and not now, no matter how hungry he was.

after a couple of more minutes of sitting diligently and weaving, he was able to make an effective net. he quickly carried all of them to thee net and tied it shut, hauling it all back to merry.

he barely broke a sweat pulling it all the way back, but frowned when he realized he had to clear an incoming obstacle. there was a bunch of trees in his way and it’s be a pain to go around, so he took the sword around his back, careful not to unsheath it, and slashed the air sideways.

in a second, the trees were all falling down and gave him a nice path to walk through.

“sweet!” he said, letting the sword rest back on his back while he walked through the clearing.

to his surprise, zoro and sanji were on the other side of the trees and he lit up to see that they had their prey as well.

“guys, look what i got!” [name] said, lifting the net over his shoulder like it was a sack of potatoes and slamming it down in front of him, to proudly display it.

the swordsman and chef looked at [name] as if he was crazy, their shoulders scrunched up at the sudden slamming of 5, seventy foot dinosaurs in front of them.

“oi…” zoro said in disbelief, looking at the grinning man and then back to the 5 dead dinosaurs.

“well…” sanji said, looking at the possible food and merely accepting the fact [name] had captured a better lot of food than the either of them.

before they were arguing about which had a more bountiful catch, but then [name] came along and completely crushed their competition. not to mention, he got five of them whilst zoro and sanji only got one.

either way, one of [name]’s catches was already stumping their own in pure length.

“it seems they were eating well before i got them, how lucky!” [name] cheered, jumping up to the duo and having stars in his eyes once he saw what they caught. “wow! these look so yummy!”

it perfectly mimicked the image luffy had whenever he saw a piece of meat.

“i wonder what dinosaur meat tastes like, say sanji! cook some up right now, i’m hungry!” [name] said, jumping up and down as he looked at the blonde chef.

“hold your horses, i’m not gonna cook up a meal right now!” sanji barked at him, irritation clear on his face.

“but i’m hungry!!!” [name] whined, “i just got us some good meat, why would we even catch it if we weren’t going to eat it?! wasting my time!”

“shut up already! i get it!” sanji said, punching [name] down on the head to shut him up.

zoro on the other hand was still annoyed at the fact [name] bested him in a competition again.

“i’m gonna catch more food!” zoro announced, unimpressed with the current whines of [name].

“food,” [name] said simply, more so demanded. and sanji’s eyebrow twitched in annoyance. as unreasonable [name] was being, he didn’t feel it was right to leave him so hungry.

he was practically drooling at the idea of food and since they had such an excess, it really wouldn’t hurt to make a meal. sanji scoffed, pushing [name]’s head down so that the h/c haired boy could stop making puppy dog eyes at him.

“i hear you, let’s go then,” sanji said, taking ahold of his portion of prey. “oi, shitty swordsman, meet us back at the ship when that volcano erupts again! bring your own food too, i’m not carrying your shitty catch!”

“fuck off!” zoro shouted back, already a good distance away.

“food! food! food!!!” [name] cheered, easily picking up his own prey and skipping back to the going merry. sanji sweatdropped at the brute force [name] was using, but boiled it down to how insane his captain was as well.

if the two of them grew up together, it would only make sense they had similar personality traits.

‘endless stomachs aren’t things that are just developed through hanging out with each other, though,’ sanji thought to himself, wondering why they had to get another crewmate just like their captain, in terms of appetite.

the two finally made it back to the merry where [name] cut up their food to make more easy to bring on board. and when he was done slicing them up, he’d throw them up to sanji, who brought some portions of it into the kitchen.

when [name] stowed away the rest of the food, he immediately ran to the kitchen to eat what sanji made.

it seemed he was still prepping the food, but [name] was more than content to just watch.

“so sanji, where did luffy find you?”

surprisingly, despite [name]’s hungry stomach, he was rather calm in waiting for his food now that they were in the kitchen.

“i used to work at a restaurant, baratie, in the east blue,”

“i’ve never been! were you the chef there? if you were, i bet the place was always packed!” [name] complimented, trying to hide his obvious hunger for the meat that was beginning to finally be cooked.

interestingly enough, sanji had more than just a pan on the stove. there was one pot that was boiling full of whatever [name] couldn’t see and something was in the oven as well. but [name] was too hungry to notice or pay any mind as to why sanji had his kitchen set up like that.

he was the chef, after all, and [name] wasn’t going to question him and his expertise.

“i was the chef there, but the old man running it was pretty shit as making the menu,” sanji said, a smirk on his face, “i always came up with better things than what he had to offer,”

[name] laughed in amusement and at sanji’s obvious confident.

“was everything you made yummy?”

“the best in all of the east blue,” sanji reinforced, making [name] break out into more laughter.

sanji gently smiled, enjoying the conversation.

“so sanji, why did you join luffy?” [name] tilted his head in interest, making sanji still for a moment.

his back was turned to [name], so the h/c haired man couldn’t see his face, but sanji was grinning from ear to ear. the chef put out his cigarette and turned around to [name] with that look of excitement on his face.

“have you heard of the all blue?” sanji asked, making [name] lean forward over the counter in interest.

“nope!” [name] said, popping the ‘p.’

“i joined luffy because i want to see the all blue. it’s a point on the map where all the oceans all converge at a single place,” sanji said, leaning against the counter behind him while [name] leaned inwards to show his genuine interest. “it’s my dream to find it - i’m sure it exists!”

[name] grinned widely, “i can’t wait to see it with you, sanji! then we’d get to eat even more seafood! i love seafood,” [name] commented, sanji making a mental note of that.

sanji brightened up even more, “they say that there is an endless amount of entire species that aren’t even found anywhere but in all blue! never even been seen before, but they’re all at that one point,”

[name] felt himself get excited as well. sanji’s dream was surely desirable. plus the idea that there are a bunch of unknown fishes just swimming around made his stomach feel particularly empty.

“that means-” [name] slammed his hands down on the counter, stars in his eyes. sanji flinched at the sudden movement, wondering what had [name] so startled, but [name] then continued on, “we’d be the first to ever eat all that food!”

sanji paused, taking in what [name] was saying. he blinked a couple of times before his smile cracked into a wide grin, until he was laughing his head off. his boisterous and carefree laugh made [name] nod in excitement, taking sanji’s laughter as a confirmation.

“right, sanji?!”

“that’s right, we would be the first to eat all that food,” sanji chuckled, finally settling down from his outburst of laughter. he clutched his stomach and looked at [name] one more time before turning back around to check on the cooking food.

“you gotta find the all blue, sanji!” [name] cheered, making sanji chuckle as he tended to cooking the food.

in a couple of minutes, the meat that was being seared in the pan was presented in front of [name].

“here, pan seared dinosaur meat,” sanji lit up a cigarette, leaning back and blowing out the smoke, “i wasn’t able to really see how the food would end up tasting with the seasonings, so be honest. and for some reason, all the alcohol we use for cooking is gone…last i remembered we had at least three barrels, so that’s a shame.”

[name]’s eyes almost teared up at the mere smell of the food. then without wasting a second he dug into the dish.

the moment the dinosaur meat hit his tongue, he was almost completely folded over the counter. his head smacked down onto the table as he tried to preoperly process the different tastes.

“oi! what is it?!” sanji asked, poking [name]’s shoulder as [name] was still face down on the table.

then when [name] whipped his head up, the tears streaming down his face was then sparking sanji to be concerned.

“what happened?!”

[name] sniffled, shoving another spoonful of food into his mouth, “iz sho yummy, sanji!” [name] cried out, swallowing bits and pieces of the meat whole it almost looked like he wasn’t even chewing it.

sanji smiled at the obvious signs of enjoyment on [name]’s face, ruffling his hair to calm him down. his fingers were immediately drowned by [name]’s hair and he chuckled at the sensation. he rubbed his palm against [name]’s head a couple more times before pulling away.

“glad you like it!” sanji said, although he realized that: if he really wanted to know if the seasoning on the food was good or not, he probably should not have asked [name]. not to mention he was already hungry and the man seemed the type to eat about anything.

but still, the look of enjoyment on his face was a look that sanji never got tired of, as a chef.

in a couple of minutes, [name] finished the meal entirely and was eagerly waiting for what was to be served next.

“i have some meat roasting in the oven, which luffy usually likes the most, and then there’s a stew i’m waiting to finish as well,” sanji explained, motioning to the different dishes that were being prepared.

“so yummy!” [name] cheered, rubbing his stomach.

sanji nodded his head whilst also tending to the stew in front of him.

“has luffy been a handful as your captain?” [name] asked, seemingly in the mood to ask more questions as he waited for more food.

sanji scoffed, as if that was nothing but an understatement. “how much trouble have we been in just because of his actions…” his voice trailed off as he genuinely tried counting.

“haha! that’s so like luffy,” [name] said, a genuine grin on his face, “how many times i had to save his ass is more than i could count,”

“so he was always a piece of shit?” sanji joked, pleased when he heard [name]’s laughter echo in the kitchen.

“always!” [name] said, in confirmation.

“not hard to believe,” sanji hummed. but then as he was throwing in the pieces of diced up meat into the boiling stew, he felt a smidge of curiosity fill him. “so, how did you catch this? they’re marine life, aren’t they?”

“oh yeah, i plucked them up out of the water!” [name] said in a carefree manner.

“with your hands?” sanji asked, eyebrow raising up in shock.

“no, like this!” [name] simply moved his finger up and sanji was lifted off of the ground for a short moment. before [name] moved his finger back down and sanji’s feet were on the floor once again.

“what the hell was that!?”

“my power!” [name] said in a whimsical voice, before his smile fell into an unsure look on his face, “but i don’t really like it,”

“what is the power exactly?!” sanji shouted, still in stupor of how exactly that worked.

“eh, it’s a long story, though, and i’m hungry,” [name] whined, hoping sanji would drop the subject.

“that’s too outlandish to not think about,” sanji said, but seeing the hungry look on [name]’s face, he simply shook his head and turned back to the stove, “whatever, don’t do that again, though, it was weird,”

“it is weird, isn’t it?” [name] hummed, a smile on his face, but the tone he spoke with was rather off putting. sanji didn’t reply, not wanting to push the subject further.

the two continued to talk about several unrelated things, killing time as the food was not done yet.

[name] liked the atmosphere, and sanji would rather die to admit it, but he enjoyed it as well. getting to just talk to [name], and vice versa, was relaxing. it was funny though, whenever [name] would say something particularly funny just to rile the blonde up and sanji would have an outburst at him.

“hm, i wonder where the others are,” [name] said, licking his lips as he finished off the stew that was in his bowl. it was completely licked clean, making sanji huff in annoyance at the mess all around his face.

he used a napkin to clean the remainder of the food splashed across [name]’s cheeks, making the man grin in glee, “thanks, sanji!”

“maybe if you didn’t eat like a slob you wouldn’t have to thank me,” sanji sighed, folding the napkin and placing it back on the table. “but, that is a good question. the others should have been back by now.”

[name] looked at sanji in interest as the chef walked out of the kitchen. on instinct, he followed after him and made sure to take one last sip of water before leaving.

“ooh, are we going to look for them?”

“see if there’s something wrong, yeah,” sanji confirmed, jumping off of the side of the ship and [name] following after him.

“but the islands so big, we should just wait there for them,” [name] argued, but it seemed he wasn’t really fighting the idea of exploring as he was following sanji.

“if any harm came onto nami-swan or vivi-chwan and i was just back there on the ship sitting on my ass, i think i’d kill myself,” sanji said stoically, making [name] laugh at his seriousness.

“you really love women, huh?”

“women!” sanji shouted, pointing a finger at [name] and jabbing it into his forehead, “are the most prized beings to walk this earth! except maybe mermaids…! but!!! nami-swan and vivi-chwan are the most beautiful woman i’ve ever laid eyes on and i will die to protect them both!”

[name] laughed at the public display of one-sided affection and nodded his head mindlessly.

“are you saying you wouldn’t lay down your life to protect a woman?! that’s a shame for any man to admit!” sanji chastised, blowing out the smoke of his cigarette.

“i’m not saying i wouldn’t, but i’d need a reason,” [name] said, actually thinking about his answer, “i feel like - i would for nami since she’s apart of the crew, plus she’s a good navigator,”

“she’s the best, most beautiful navigator!” sanji reinforced, casually kicking down some plants that were in their way.

“vivi, hmm, i don’t really know her well, but she seems like a good and honest woman who cares for her people,” [name] thought out loud, “i’d try to not die if i had to save her,”

“vivi-chwan is the most selfless person on our ship! and she’s beautiful!” sanji proclaimed.

“you sure love calling them beautiful,” [name] chuckled, making sanji whip his head around with a glare. immediately, to dodge sanji’s fury, he spoke again, “not that i disagree, but maybe you should try a differnet approach in flattering them. if they hear the same nonsensical compliments given to them, that you give to any woman you see, you’ll simply seem like a…sleeze!”

sanji’s eyes twitched at the point [name] made and in retaliation, he simply brought his leg down to his [name] on the head.

“but i was just telling the truth!”

“i don’t want to hear any advice regarding women when it comes to you!” sanji shouted, waving his hand.

“hey, i know a whole lot about woman!” [name] argued, crossing his arms over his chest.

“right, right,” sanji said, not believing him.

“i’m telling the truth! there’s a very kind woman that taught me everything i need to know about respecting women back on my home island!” [name] said, but sanji wasn’t really listening. it seemed [name]’s defenses were going in one ear and out the other.

and just when [name] was going to continue fighting for his case, sanji stopped suddenly, making him bump into sanji’s back.

“hah? what gives?” [name] said, an annoyed look on his face.

“what’s this thing doing here?” sanji said, making [name] peak around his head to see that there was an odd structure.

when [name] scanned it over, he realized that it was hardened wax in the shape of a home. inside there was a lovely tea set that was surrounding the table, but really nothing else.

“boring,” [name] said in disinterest, pushing against the walls to see just how sturdy the makeshift home was. when he then tried punching it, despite it making the ground shake beneath them, there was no cracking in the wall.

“don’t go causing a ruckus for no reason!” sanji scolded, kicking him in the head once more.

then suddenly, there was a ringing sound heard. [name] jumped at the familiar sound, looking around for where it was coming from.

“pura-pura-pura-pura,” the monotonous ring sounded off.

“sanji answer it,” [name] said, pointing at the box.

“i know, i know, move over!” sanji pushed [name] away from the box and picked up the den den mushi inside. after he brought up the talking end from the snail, he greeted the caller, “heya, you called the damn restaurant. you want reservations?”

[name] stiffled his laughter, listening in closely for the response.

“quit fooling around, dumbass,” the gruff voice on the other end warned, “aren’t you a bit late with your report?”

[name] frowned, not liking the tone. very rude, in his opinion.

“oh, a report? and who might i be talking to?” sanji said back, not taken aback by the caller at all.

“it’s me, mr. 0,”

this for some reason made sanji turn serious. [name] just blinked in confusion. it was silent on both ends for a while before mr.0 spoke up again, “it’s been days since i issued my last order. what’s going on?”

“why the silent treatment?” the voice continued. “have you eliminated Princess Vivi and The Straw Hats?”

[name] grimaced at the question, about to speak up against the caller before sanji clamped his mouth shut with his open palm.

“yeah mission complete,” sanji said in a carefree tone, “i got rid of everyone who found out about your secret, so there’s no need to go after them anymore,”

“good, as we speak the unluckies are on their way to confirm your mission is complete and to delivery a certain package,”

“unluckies? package?” sanji asked.

“an eternal pose that points to the alabasta kingdom,”

‘score!’ [name] thought to himself.

“you and miss golden week will head to alabasta, the time has come. we’re about to begin our most important operation. details will be given when you arrive on alabasta, wait for my orders.’

‘this guy sure likes speaking in riddles, i don’t like riddles,’ [name] said to himself, crossing his arms over his chest.

just as [name] finished his thought there was as sudden clanking behind him and when he turned around he saw two barrels of guns being pointed directly at him.

he looked at them boredly, especially when he saw the sea otter suddenly whip out sea shells with knives on the end as his weapon of choice.

[name] took ahold of sanji’s collar and threw him under the table to duck fof cover.

“didn’t i tell you i don’t need you looking out for me?!” sanji cried out in annoyance, but [name] paid him no mind. the two were now leaned against the overturned table as a cover.

“stupid bird!” [name] cursed out, looking over the table to see that he was out of bullets, it seems. “take care of the otter!”

“don’t order me around either, shit for brains!”

[name] kicked the table out and made sure it hit the bird in the face before advancing to the wax window. the bird had lost its balance and was currently outside of the wax home. so [name] looked at it in distaste, pointed his open palm at it, and then scrunched up his fist.

mimicking his actions, the bird then was formed into a tight ball and compressed to half of its size.

“leave us alone!” [name] shouted, bringing his arm up into the air - the bird unwillingly following it its trapped state - and than slamming his fist into the ground, causing the balled up bird to drop a couple of feet down into the soil.

even if that didn’t finish it off, there was no way it could escape now seeing as the hole was only the size of its balled up form. it didn’t even have an inch to move if it wanted to.

when [name] turned around, sanji was still speaking to mr. 0. with his newfound annoyance and slight rage, [name] had the urge to take the den den mushi and give mr. 0 a piece of his own mind.

but finally, the two were done talking and [name] was free to punch the wax wall in annoyance. this time it really did break under the pressure, “stupid animals! sanji, i’m hungry!”

“that doesn’t relate at all, shit for brains! plus, you just ate a whole feast back on the ship!” sanji sighed, rubbing his forehead to ease a possible headache. “let’s just go back and find vivi-chan and nami-san,”

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[ .ᐟ ] i genuinely think sanji and [name]'s dynamic is going to be my favorite ever to write- because here is some ... WOMAN-obsessed GUY thats going to FALL IN LOVE with another GUY, it's gonna be so good and funny. hopefully i deliver the best slow burn that i can with this concept + i love sanji

[ .ᐟ ] "putting on my music while i'm watching the boys" = putting on my music while you're watching your loyal cook - cook (sanji) you a whole three course meal, just the two of you on the ship alone. 

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[devilheartsblog]

Here’s Part 2 of some ideas I’m doodled for my Winx rewrite

Last post seemed to do better than I expected and I’m glad a few people enjoyed it. So here are some more things I want to work with.

I like Artu and Roxy’s relationship but I would have also liked some backstory on them and more depth. Like Gantlos said “it’s just a dog”. How did Roxy get Artu? Is he adopted or bought? Is there a reason he doesn’t like anyone outside of Roxy and Klaus?

In my rewrite, yes. Abandoned as a puppy, a kid Roxy took him in after her mother left her dad unexpectedly. She basically raised Artu and he means a lot to her, but she never socialised him since she herself isn’t social with people (so while Artu may tolerate someone’s prescence he doesn’t like being touched or seen upclose). Roxy raising Artu is also why she gets pissed and earns her fairy form but doesn’t want the fairy gig since it ended up hurting her dog, because as a fairy the wizards are after her and Gantlos hurt Artu.

Speaking of Gantlos

Gantlos my beloved you’re so fucking bland the only personality trait you have is having fucked up pointy hands and a cool hat <3

Ok in all honestly I like his apathy to animals and the Winx in general, but that also applies to the other wizards to some extent. At least you can say something about the other wizards; Orgon’s voice is top tier, Duman has really cool powers and design, Anagan’s banter with Flora’s entertaining. This one’s technically a headcannon I made cannon in the rewrite. I did my research btw.

Gantlos has a pretty intense fear of deers also called Elafiphobia, even asking Duman to not shapeshift into one. It’s pretty bad, seeing a deer gets him pretty close to a panic attack. I’m not going to spoil why but I’ll say it’s a consequence of the Great Fairy Hunt. In fact all the Wizards despite being the cause have been affected by the fairy hunt, either overall or because of a major event. Gantlos’ deer phobia is also why he doesn’t like/care about animals initially, I mean, why should he like them? Just cause they’re cute? Hah!

Apart from Riven and Musa I hate the melodrama in season 4 it’s so shit. Since in my version Sky isn’t in the story cause king stuff, Mitzi is narratively cremated and Nabu doesn’t die, on top of planning to expand on Anagan and Flora’s relationship as rivals and Anagan “flirting” with her, it’d be weird for Helia to be like “eh”. Like even if Flora can hold her own I think he’d at least be a little concerned and annoyed at Anagan.

So yeah, Helia’s conflict is having a case of Impostor syndrome because Anagan’s a foil to him; confident, extroverted, confrontational, and actually bounces off of Flora really well. (Like, I don’t ship Anagan and Flora but the people who do I don’t blame them, it sounds more interesting) Even if Flora doesn’t reciprocate Anagan’s feelings, Helia feels inadequate and is anxious Flora will lose interest and might even break up with him since he’s the anti-social poet of the group. Timmy could even help after his confidence arc in Season 2. He’s not overprotective of Flora like wanting to fight Anagan since it kinda goes against his pacifism but the narrative doesn’t care about that as much as I do :/

And lastly I think it’s be neat if we saw a more fleshed out dynamic between the Wizards, the best I can think of is when they’re protected by Syllia and Duman almost slips their plan to which Anagan says he’s being whoosy, Orgon complains about being protected by fairies while Gantlos is fine with it.

A lot of the rewrite is focused on fleshing out the wizards because I want complex villains grr, and they’re perfect for it. The Earth Fairies? They’re good but they’re dead in my rewrite soooo-

I like to think Orgon is pretty manipulative of them. Was he always like this? No, but he’s desperate to secure the disappearance of magic from Earth, and his manipulation gets worse and worse as the episodes go on, in the end being threats and guilt-tripping. He still cares but mostly how the wizards can be of service to the Black Circle. And yes Duman is his favorite because he has the best powers. Shapeshifting will always be OP and the best power in my heart.

Anyway that’s all folks. If I make a part 3 it’ll probs cover some other stuff like Jason Queen, which I like his character, it’s perfect for Musa’s development (until they made Bloom the fucking main singer like WHYYY) or perhaps talk about Klaus or Morgana, Tecna and Timmy and more about Nabu. Anyway I’ll go watch some more nostalgic minecraft videos and webtoon rants. See ya!

#winx club #winx rewrite #rewrite #winx roxy #winx gantlos #winx helia #winx orgon #winx duman #wizards of the black circle #winx specialists #art #fanart #digital art #doodles #fanfiction

[redriotinggg]

When Sanji is bitten by a spider that has eaten the Cupid-Cupid Fruit, the Straw Hats learn there is only one way to cure his illness.

A genuine love confession.

There’s only one crewmate capable of the job.

(read on ao3!!)

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The Straw Hats have stopped at a small summer island to gather supplies, stock up on necessities, and do any repairs to the Sunny.

When the bulk of the hard work has been done, their captain insists on a bonfire, having found a perfect clearing in the forest.

Sanji’s by the grill, cooking up plenty of burgers, hotdogs, kebabs, and other barbecued treats to fill his crew’s voracious appetites.

He happily watches his crew enjoy their afternoon—Brook’s violin emitting a joyful tune, Nami and Robin engaged in an intense game of cards, Franky enthusiastically sketching something onto a large page, Zoro fast asleep on the grass, and Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp running around as they play their own variation of tag.

Perhaps Sanji’s gaze is drawn to one of his crewmates in particular, following the flow of his curly hair, smiling at the sound of his laughter.

Perhaps. Sanji won’t tell.

“Woah! Look at that!”

The rowdy trio’s game of tag comes to a halt at Chopper’s cry. Luffy and Usopp look to where the reindeer is pointing, their eyes lighting up when they spot the thing that caught his attention.

“Cool!” Luffy begins to race over, but he’s stopped by Usopp.

“Wait! Don’t run, you’ll scare it!”

The trio carefully make their way over to a nearby tree, their attention grabbed by a fairly large spider.

Sanji shudders when he sees the creature. He looks away, focusing on the food. He is not interested in the further details of their exploration.

Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp fawn over the spider, speculating on its species and origins.

“It’s markings kinda look like hearts,” Usopp observes. “They’re even a pinkish-red colour.”

“Aw, so cute!” Chopper squeals.

“I’m gonna name it Cupid!” Luffy declares. “That guy’s in charge of hearts ‘n stuff, right? This lil' girl could be his pet or something,” he laughs.

A bit later, Sanji calls out to them. “Oi, get your asses over here, the food’s ready! And wash your hands if you’ve been touching bugs!”

Saying their goodbyes to Cupid, the boys rush over to claim their dinner.

The crew happily enjoys their meal, thanking Sanji with wide grins that only get wider when he presents them with dessert.

As the evening turns to night, the crew wind down, packing away their belongings and making their way back to the Sunny.

“Are you sure we can’t stay and camp?” Luffy whines. “It’s like, the perfect night for it! We've got the perfect spot!”

“No,” Nami denies flatly. “We didn’t bring the stuff for it and it’s already getting late. Plus, I want to sleep in my own bed. Now hurry up and get going! Franky! Turn on your flashlights, I can’t see!”

“One set of nipple lights, comin’ up! Ow!”

Usopp and Sanji take up the rear, picking up the last of Sanji’s portable kitchen gear. The chef is happily listening to the sniper’s latest tale when he feels a pinch on his ankle.

“Ow! What the hell?”

“Sanji! Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I think something just bit me.”

Usopp looks in the grass, trying to find the culprit. When he does, he gasps. “It’s the spider from before! Cupid, why’d you go and bite Sanji? That’s not nice!”

“‘Cause it’s a good for nothing insect,” Sanji grumbles.

“Actually, it’s an arachnid—”

“You better not have poisoned me, you stupid bug,” Sanji yells at the spider, which scurries away.

“It’d be venom, not poison.”

“You are not helping!” Sanji snaps. “What is this, a Robin impression? Stop with the unnecessary bug facts, this shit hurts!”

“Does it really? You should get Chopper to look at it as soon as we get back to the ship. Here, gimme your stuff, I’ll carry if for you.”

“I can carry it myself, asshole. I’m not that weak.”

“Really? ‘Cause if you’re in pain, the Great Usopp would be more than happy to carry you back to the Sunny.” Usopp smirks and flexes his muscular arms, sending Sanji a wink.

Sanji pretends like his heart isn’t trying to escape his chest and throw itself at Usopp’s feet.

Internally, Sanji is a mess. Externally, he rolls his eyes and hefts his baggage further in his arms.

“You do two push-ups and think you’re a strong guy now, huh? C’mon, let’s go before any other bugs try to make a meal outta me.”

When they make it back to the Sunny, all of their things put away, Usopp continues to hover by Sanji, his concern rising with each passing moment.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Usopp asks. “You’re all red. You shouldn’t be sweating this much.”

“‘M fine,” Sanji mumbles. The way he sways on the spot doesn’t do much to help his case.

Usopp holds him steady, in full crisis mode as he watches the usually stable chef falter. He hoists Sanji in his arms, dashing to the infirmary. “CHOPPER!”

“What happened?” the doctor asks. Usopp puts Sanji on the bed and recounts the tale.

By now, the rest of the crew has come to investigate the cause of the commotion. They all stand in the doorway, shocked to see their crewmate suddenly so ill.

“It’s only been like 20 minutes! Why does he look bad already? Sanji, don’t die!”

Usopp’s dramatic cry unfortunately has some merit. Sanji doesn’t look well. He is the complete opposite of the perfect picture of health he was less than an hour ago. In just a few minutes, Sanji seems to have lost all of his energy. He’s flushed and sweating, breathing heavily and brows furrowed as he fights some type of pain. Even his usually shiny hair is limp and brittle-looking.

Usopp’s heart positively breaks at the sight.

“I can’t make him a proper anti-venom without knowing exactly what type of spider that was,” Chopper states. He clicks his tongue as he looks at the inflamed, red bite mark on Sanji’s ankle.

“Brook, you help me get Sanji out of this suit. Everyone else, get out so I can treat him. Now!”

The rest of the crew gather on the deck, concern on all of their faces.

“Usopp,” Robin says, pulling the sniper from his worsening spiral of anxiety. “You said Sanji was bit by the same spider that you saw in the forest, right? Draw me a picture. We can use it to get information from the locals.”

Usopp nods. He runs off to the galley and grabs a sketchpad nestled between Sanji’s collection of recipes and cookbooks. Before long, he’s got multiple drawings of the spider, complete with colours and accurate depictions of its heart-shaped markings.

Franky and Nami go to the hospital to ask about an anti-venom while Luffy, Zoro, and Robin go ask around town.

On the Sunny, Usopp paces back and forth, biting his nails and their beds away to nothing as worry engulfs him. He peeks into the infirmary, heart breaking a little more every time he catches a glimpse of Sanji’s pained face.

“Sanji will be alright,” Brook assures him when he exits the room. “He’s stable for now. Our cook is strong. He’s got the best doctor caring for him and crewmates desperately seeking out information. He’ll pull through.”

Usopp tries his very best to believe him.

The rest of the crew returns to the Sunny in less than an hour. Everyone, except Sanji, who’s resting in the infirmary, gathers at the kitchen table.

“Turns out that our little spider has eaten a Devil Fruit,” Robin tells them. “Everyone in the area is familiar with the spider that has eaten the Cupid-Cupid fruit.”

“Wait, the spider is actually related to Cupid? That’s hilarious! I’m like a fortune teller! Hahahaha! Ow!” Luffy rubs his sore head, pouting at Nami.

“A bite from the Cupid Spider can do multiple things, depending on who is bitten," Robin continues. "However, it only causes illness in someone who has a requited love but has not actually expressed their love. To save Sanji, whoever is in love with him must tell him the breadth of their true feelings, lest he remain bedridden forever. Or worse.”

The crew sits in silence for a moment, reflecting on the information.

“Alright, who’s in love with Sanji?” Luffy demands.

All eyes go to Usopp.

He is so red in the face Chopper is concerned he'll pass out. His eyes are so wide Zoro wonders if they'll pop out of his head.

"What are you waiting for?" Nami cries. "Get in there and confess your love so Sanji gets better!"

"I-I-I-I-I-I'm not—"

"Oh, please, this is not the time for your anxious, denial bullshit! Go fix Sanji!"

"Can't we just kill the spider instead?" he suggests meekly.

Luffy and Chopper gasp in betrayal.

"That would be a bad idea," Robin warns. "That spider is very well-respected on this island. Causing it harm would no doubt incur the wrath of all the locals. There is nothing you can do but speak from the heart."

"You got this, Usopp-bro! Just tell Sanji how you feel! It'll turn out super!"

On stiff legs and with wobbly knees, Usopp leaves the galley and makes his way back to the infirmary, deaf to the sounds of his crew's encouragements.

Despite his desperate pleas to the universe, Sanji is awake when Usopp steps inside. He looks even worse than before. His skin is pale, covered in a sheen of sweat. His eyes are lidded and he's got bags under them like he hasn't slept in days. But even still, a smile lights up his face when he sees the sniper.

"Usopp," he says, voice quiet and raspier than usual. His smile is no less bright.

"Sanji," Usopp returns, taking a seat next to the bed. "I've got news. So, turns out that the spider that bit you has a Devil Fruit power."

Sanji scoffs. "Of course it does. Just my fucking luck. So, what? It ate the Sick-Sick fruit and now I'll feel like shit forever?"

Usopp chuckles drily. "No, nothing like that. We can actually help you pretty easily. Or, I can, anyway. I just... I have to... to..."

The sniper closes his eyes as a fresh wave of anxiety washes over him. He can't do this! It's too scary! But he has to.

How many times has he been in this position? Forced to watch someone he loves suffer from an illness, unable to do anything but try and distract them from their pain.

This time is different. Usopp can stop this. He can stop Sanji's suffering. All he has to do is be honest.

Well, best to rip off the band-aid.

Taking a deep breath, Usopp grabs Sanji's clammy hand in both of his. "I love you!"

"I-I've loved you for a long time, Sanji," Usopp admits, and the words start flowing, unable to stop. "I don't know when exactly it started, but I know that I do because I think you're so amazing! You're so cool, and strong, and talented. I love that you act all grumpy but you're actually extremely kind and considerate. I love spending time with you! I love it when you tell me stories about Zeff and the Baratie. I love that you always ask me questions when I'm telling you about something because you make me feel heard. I love that you always wrap your arms around me when we party. I love it when you smile at me and dance with me.

"I love how you look in the early morning and when the sun is setting. Well, I love how you look all the time because you're so gorgeous it isn't fair! All handsome and pretty at the same time. You dress nice, and you smell nice, and you make me food and protect me—! Sanji, I love you!

"I'm sorry it took a stupid spider to force me to say it but I lov-"

Usopp's speech is cut off as desperate lips meet his own. He melts into Sanji's embrace, returning the kiss with all he's got. His heart is beating so fast he thinks it might pop right out of his chest, but nothing could possibly take him away from this moment.

When they pull apart, foreheads resting against one another, Usopp is taken aback by Sanji's appearance. He looks as healthy as ever, save for his very intense blush. But his eyes are shining and his smile is hopeful and adoring.

"Do you mean it, Usopp? Do you really feel that way about me?"

"I do. A-And you? D-do you feel...?"

"The same," Sanji promises. "Everything that you said, I feel the same way. Usopp, I love you! I—did you really just cure me with a love confession?"

Usopp blinks, and then he bursts out into laughter. Sanji joins him, the two holding one another as they laugh at the absurdity of the situation, their hearts full to bursting.

"Anything is possible on the Grand Line," Usopp reminds him. "Especially for the number one lover on the seas, the great Captain Usopp!"

"Number one lover, huh? I don't know if I believe that." Sanji pulls Usopp in close, whispering into his ear. "I think you'll have to show me."

"T-that can be arranged."

Usopp leans in and Sanji goes to meet him, lips pressing together again, and again, and again.

#btw robin was 100% lying about the islanders caring about the spiders they do not give af #but she had to make sure her crewmates got together!! what a good friend #poor chopper couldn't go back into the infirmary all night #believe it or not this was supposed to be a drabble or fic outline...... idk what happened #i just wanted an excuse to write sanuso and the strawhats. sue me. #this was so fun i love these two!!! sanji HATES that a bug can be accredited to his relationship btw. usopp loves it. #'she was our guardian angel!! our cupid!!' 'NO!!!!!' #i couldn't figure out how to include this but the more in love u are the worse ur symptoms. which is why sanji was so sick so fast. #he was too gay and too in love WOW that's hilarious. i love them. #sanuso #usosan #sanji #usopp. #black leg sanji #god usopp #one piece #strawhats #red's fic

[paddysnuffles]

Why was Oceangate visiting the Titanic an issue but visiting other disaster sites isn't?: Thoughts from a Titanic nerd

Alright, as someone who’s had a special interest on the Titanic for well over 20 years, here’s my take on the Oceangate incident.

Part of why it took me so long to say something was that I felt the need to think about why the idea of the “expedition” enraged me so much. It’s not like we don’t visit disaster sites as tourists regularly. Take Pompeii and Herculaneum, for instance – as disastrous as it gets, yet no one would argue that it’s tasteless to visit those sites. So could it be just a matter of how much time has passed?

That may be an aspect of it, but there are plenty of modern disasters that we visit, such as the Frank Slide site not too far from where I live. Half a town was buried alive in 1903, with most of the victims still being under the rubble to this day. But there’s a visitor’s centre where you can see the slide site from the windows and learn about the event. 

So what gives? Why was the Oceangate trip so enraging?

And here’s the conclusion I’ve come to:

In the case of Pompeii and Herculaneum, we visit the sites of disasters that affected everyone – rich and poor, slave and master, animals and humans. And we do so to learn about the past, to see what life was like over 1,000 years ago. Because, like it or not, those sites are pristine windows into the past.

In the case of Frank Slide, we visit to learn from the mistakes of the past (the local Indigenous folk had vehemently warned white people to not build so close to Turtle Mountain, as it had a history of “moving” and white people said they were just being superstitious) as well as to remember the stories of the people who died (most of which were poor working families of miners).

Then there’s the Titanic.

Proper expeditions for study and retrieval fit into the same categories as the disasters mentioned above. When a disaster site is being disturbed in order to learn about what happened and to uncover more about the stories of the people lost in the event, disturbing the site is acceptable. It’s necessary and done with a sobering level of respect; that this isn’t about gawking at a gravesite. Note that the descendants of Titanic victims don’t typically have a problem with exploration of the site done for educational purposes, but they did have an issue with turning the site into a tourist travel spot.

Another aspect to why the Oceangate tourism trip was problematic and that breaks from the categories listed above is that the trip involved obscenely rich people going to gawk at what is primarily the resting place of thousands of poor people. Most of the Titanic survivors were rich, because the poor were kept locked in their areas while the rich were escorted to safety in half-full boats when there already weren’t enough boats to go around (more on that in a minute). If the “expedition” were for everyday people to view the site then maaaaybe it’d be acceptable. But it wasn’t. 

It was a trip for the obscenely rich to gawk at the gravesite of poor people whose deaths were largely caused by rich people repeatedly ignoring safety precautions. From the fact that the Titanic didn’t have enough lifeboats as it was (largely because the company thought they messed with the ship’s aesthetic and made the deck look cluttered) to the lookouts not having enough binoculars because they lost one of them and no one thought to bring extra or ask a passenger to borrow theirs, to ignoring iceberg warnings and still going fast despite knowing it wasn’t safe to do so, and more.

So while I feel bad for the 19-year-old who didn’t want to go in the first place, I don’t feel sorry for the others. Not even the Titanic expert. Because by being a part of this trip he was condoning both the disrespect of the dead as well as condoning the behaviour of the CEO who mocked safety regulations. And as a Titanic expert, he should have been aware that lack of safety precautions were not only the primary reason the ship sank, but also the primary reason why naval safety regulations (such as ships being required to have at least enough lifeboats for everyone on board but ideally a couple extra as a buffer) were first set in place.

#oceangate #i'm just saying #titanic submarine #titanic wreck #titanic submersible #titanic disaster #billionaire #rich life #eat the rich #just some thoughts

[md-confessions]

Ngl the way people act about the “N killed Nori” theory ticks me off.

Like, on it’s own I’d say I think it’d be Ok as a potential plot point- like, I don’t really think it’s all that standout compared to other possible plot points surrounding Nori’s death, it might add a little bit of interesting character conflict on Uzi’s end just in the sense of “forcibly confronting her with the harm N’s done in the past with an action that indirectly had a huge impact on her life right as she and N have to deal with a situation that pits N against Uzi/where it might add onto an already stressful situation”, but also it’d probably involve needing some direct full-focus explanation of the idea there have been clones/iterations of N to make sense with the timeline + to make it clear N’s Still The Same Age As Uzi (and even then I still kinda worry how the people that keep trying to pull the “N is somehow way older than Uzi” stuff/ get abnoxious about shipping would misinterpret it if not outright intentionally twist it to try to pull the whole Nuzi is Pr0ship shit again-), plus to be honest I’m not sure if it’s something that really needs the story’s time and attention right now given how the plot’s more focused on the potential necessity of Uzi needing to die/major lore reveals (especially since if the function of it’s to cause drama/make Uzi question her relationship with N. Ngl I think the fact that Tessa’s told him he needs to kill her might already do that just fine??)

But like. MY GOD- the way people portray it as a total relationship breaker that’d cause her to hate N- like?? *Uzi never actually met Nori??* Like- part of her response to Alice bringing her up was to outright question “she didn’t suck, did she?” unprompted and really only seems to have existed in Uzi’s life as a vague concept she’s now questioning, meanwhile N’s been one of the major supports in her life lately

Like, there might be some tension/sadness in the sense of “while I still recognize the fact that you were under pressures/influences far beyond your control when you did this it’s still had a drastic impact on my life indirectly” that results in a pensive look/discussion about it, but also. Like!! Depending on what’s revealed about Nori next episode, there’s also a decent chance that her response to that might actually be “N, if she comes crawling back from the dead, ignore the awkwardness of her technically being my mom I need you to stab her again and also do it more this time actually”

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#md confessions #murder drones #uzi doorman #serial designation n #tessa james elliot #md alice

[ashsostrange]

i’m (not) sorry to say, but miles is better off by himself.

idk if i’ve ever written a post this long, but i got energy tonight. y’all have been sucked into the black hole of shipping, so let me ground you and remind you of this amazing thing called being single. i’m gna talk ab margo and gwen, but mostly gwen bc she’s obv miles’ (main) love interest. i’ve said more than enough about why miles and gwen don’t work/make sense. if you wna be enlightened then feel free to click the links.

thoughts on ghostflower: here!

reblogging a moot's post w/ added thoughts: hereee!

i love ranting so let’s get it! 😛

i don't have much to say about margo bc sadly, she's barely there. what i will say though is that as cute as miles and margo would be together, there’s one more movie left lol. the third movie’s gna be busy as hell. there’s literally no time for romance, and to rush miles and margo (two people who just met) into liking each other in, like, a three hour timespan would just be terrible writing. plus, we all know she’s there for some bs having to do with miles nd gwen, which is literally soooooooo very lame, words can't describe. one, where are you finding the time to cram in jealousy/all this angsty romance mess when miles’ dad is ab to die and the universe is ab to collapse bc of a nigga that looks like the lovechild of a cardboard box and a cow?? two, is this really all margo is here for?? to make gwen jealous or “help miles realize he’s in love with gwen” ?? shameeee, like summer said. 😐 i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: margo could be SO much more than a disposable love interest!!!

gwiles/ghostflower fans, i’m going to tell you something that will make you upset. i said i was coming for you and i meant it 🗣️‼️

before you yell at me and push smoke out of your ears, i need you to put your right hand on your chest and close your eyes. you feel your heartbeat? good. now, count to three while taking deep breaths and remember that none of this shit is real so you’d look stupid af trying to attack me. 🙃 some of y’all are getting TOO comfortable being unnecessarily disrespectful and ion like that lol. don’t try it here bc i’m on another level of not gaf!

listen, even if (when?) gwen and miles team up to save his dad, it won’t change the fact that gwen was keeping some hefty info from miles, yo. she was smiling in jeff’s face and cracking jokes like she didn’t know he was bout to die. y’all gotta be so very real with yourselves. you wouldn’t wna date, let alone be FRIENDS with someone who kept something that big from you, regardless of the circumstances or lack of ill intent. one of the most important people in your life concealing the fact that you’re about to lose another important person in your life is insane.

i’m aware that gwen didn’t tell miles about his dad because she genuinely thought it’d cause mass destruction if he saved jeff. thing is, even if miles knew that, i think he’d still feel betrayed. that’s 100% valid because this is his dad we’re talking about. he just lost his uncle not too long ago, too. i wouldn’t blame miles if he never wanted anything to do with gwen again. i wouldn’t blame bro if he got sick to his stomach every time he saw her. it’d be justified, bc if he never followed her that night, then he wouldn’t have had the chance to save jeff.

my point is that you can be a “good person” and still fuck up bad enough to make someone never wna speak to you again. miles is a sweetheart so he’ll probably forgive gwen. my thing is, miles forgiving gwen doesn’t mean the two of them are obligated to be friends again. they can handle it maturely, go their separate ways, nd never speak again. it’s really not even gna hurt y’all cuz it’s the last mf movie anyway??? 😭😭

if it isn’t clear by now, i don’t want miles and gwen together at all. they have no business being around each other frl 🙃 not as friends and definitely not as lovers. like, sure, that one scene where they’re swinging/talking on the bank was my absolute fav. it was cute. i shipped them before i really thought about it. that scene is still my fav, but my adoration for it isn’t gna stop me from keeping it real.

i really don’t care what anyone says or how in love they think these two are, this isn’t a “forgive and forget” situation. if the writers truly wanted gwen and miles to be involved romantically, then not only should they have structured their dynamic better, they shouldn’t have made gwen the person she was in this movie. love, love, LOVE redemption arcs because it’s a reminder that we're human and we're flawed, but you can’t redeem yourself from that. sorry. (not) i say miles should leave that girl alone 🤷‍♀️ leave all potential girls alone ffs.

in conclusion, it’s okay for miles to be single. he's 15 anyway, it's not like he'll die without a girl. i’m the suckiest sucker for anything to do with romance, but characters in film/animation don’t need to have love interests for a project to be considered good. if you feel like it does, then maybe ts you’re watching just sucks, lmao. a girl and a boy can be friends without one having feelings for the other, or both of 'em having mutual feelings. (in the media idk ab irl..) it’s time to stop forcing ts. please.

and it’s okay y’all, i promise you. it’s okay if miles and gwen don’t end up dating. it's okay if they reconcile and stay friends. it’s okay if they reconcile and don’t stay friends. though unlikely, it’s also okay if miles doesn’t forgive gwen at all! resolutions like these go to show that you can “forgive” someone without letting them have access to you anymore. that’s what miles needs to do. straying away from the “happy ending” everyone is expecting would be nice. it’d be a different approach and a realistic way to complete the franchise. (i’m not just saying this bc i love angst)

but before the gwiles (ugly ass ship name btw) fans start throwing up and telling me to end my shit, it’s 99% unlikely that anything i just stated will actually happen. we’re more than likely getting a kiss between miles and gwen, nd that’s bc the writers are probably high off the same dope they were on when they wrote gwen sneaking in thru miles’ window, j for his parents to be way more calm about it than any other normal parent would be. i could say some more about certain scenes but that's for another night.

miles doesn’t need to be with anyone. especially not gwen when it comes down to it.

oh and i HATE peter b. fuck that nigga. he was nun but an extra in this movie and i know he’s an opp in the next. 🙎‍♀️

that’s all! if you read allat then thanks, cuz i wrote a lot. if you're feeling angry, then go for a walk. this isn’t a place for any typa criticism bc i am right, therefore, i am not requesting confirmation. 🙌 i said what i said. have a good night.

#ash spills 🌺 #ghostflower #gwiles #ghost flower #atsv #itsv #btsv #beyond the spiderverse #miles and gwen #miles molares #gwen stacy #into the spider verse #accross the spiderverse #don’t inbox me bc idc #it’s never too late to edit the script #oh and FUCK PETER B #I HATE THAT WHIGGA #i hope peter b passes away #useless mf fr #spiderman #spiderverse

[daily-dose-of-imagines]

Ordinary

Anon asked: 🌈~Hello! New follower here, I love your content! I was wondering, is it ok to request a Monster Trio+Nami with a s/o who's basically a nobody? They don't have any special skills or talents, they don't have any devil fruit powers, they just...Exist. They basically help around the ship by doing basic chores while the crew go out. It's nothing bad or depressing lol. But maybe at one point, y/n's partner hears strangers make fun of y/n for being a "Nobody amongst the crew" but, y/n isn't bothered by it very much.

Sorry if this is long aha, I just always see reader's with super powers or some kind of special ability, it'd be nice seeing some reader's without any abilities c':

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Hello and thank you so much for requesting with us! I found the scenario quite interesting! ~~ as there is a rule that we only do three characters per request, I have elected to do the monster trio, sorry! But I still hope you enjoy these hcs!

>Admin T

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Luffy

Luffy would be the type to miss the little details in the moment.

He would notice offhandedly how you would help chopper clean his medical supplies or how sometimes you would take the time to deep clean dishes for Sanji.

He'd see it, but he wouldn't think much of it.

Not until someone else points it out.

"Hey, who is that stranger with the strawhats?" he would hear.

"Oh that nobody? No one else, but they aren't shit. Just ordinary." Someone else would say.

Luffy would stare, his eyebrows crunched together in anger as he listened to the two strangers talk about you as if you are useless trash. It would make him angry, and he wouldn't think about standing up and pulverizing them for you.

But you would stop him, a tight smile on your face. "It's not worth it. Besides, I don’t need their opinion for my validation.”

He frowned immensely, and glared. But he didn’t fight back, since you didn’t want him too.

But once you weren’t around to see, Luffy promised himself that he is going to beat them to a pulp.

Sanji

Unlike Luffy, Sanji would care very much that people around him were talking bad about you. 

Calling you useless, unwanted, so on and so forth. He wouldn’t let it slide.

The first time he hears such horrible comments, he is shopping with you , looking for some unique fruit to use for dessert.

And he hears the strangers whispering, he screams at the crowd.

You hold onto his arm, trying to pull him back from kicking any of the villagers.

“Come on, Sanji, it doesn't matter!” You would yell at him, trying to get him to understand.

“Like hell! They are being rude to you, someone who is  part of our crew!” Sanji would say that last part especially loud so that the strangers can hear him clearly.

“It’s okay! Really!” You assured him, pulling Sanji has hard as you can, quickly moving through the market. 

He begrudgingly follows, a huge pout on his lips. You pat him on the shoulder and laugh. “Are you sure it’s okay? Cause I’ll bet the shit out of them.”

You laughed harder and said “I am hundred percent okay. It doesn’t hurt. I know in my own way I am a part of the crew, and I am truly loved.”

Sanji smiled then and wrapped an affectionate arm around your shoulder.

“You bet your ass you are.”

Zoro

Zoro is going to be the most laid back about the accusations.

Only because he knows that they wouldn’t necessarily affect you like the other three might assume. 

“Oh look, it’s the servant of the group.” Zoro would hear while you two and the whole crew were passing through a small town. You were famous for just being so ordinary compared tot he rest of the strawhats.

He would glance at them, then at you. You still had a big smile on your face, seeming as if you didn’t even hear them.

Sometimes, they would call out to you and say names, and still, zoro would look to you and see if it bothered you, and most of the time, it doesn’t.

There will those days when the rude comments would make feel a little down, but that is Zoro will swoop in and tell you how awesome you are.

How you don’t need to listen to idiots like them, so and so forth.

Once he gives a good pep talk, you would smile a big, charming smile, and thank him.

“Anything for you. We would be fish food with you.”

#luffy x reader #sanji x reader #zoro x reader #luffy imagines #zoro imagines #sanji imagines #luffy scenarios #sanji scenarios #zoro scenarios #luffy hcs #sanji hcs #zoro hcs #one piece imagines #one piece x reader #one piece hcs #reader insert #x you #luffy x you #sanji x you #zoro x you

[muppenthings]

After finishing the comic about what happened between Gorm and the islander's ship, I want to give a little more context.

Some of it may be me repeating but I hope to shed some more light on what lead up to it!

CWs: dehumanizatin (Gorm being refered to as a beast), mentions of injury, broken bones and amputation

When Gorm first went to the surface he was quite intense in his curiosity. The first ship he encountered was accidentally sunk after all, but he learned how to handle those after that. Handling humans was still quite tricky, given their small size and unpredictable behavior. The news of a sea monster attacking ships and coastal towns spread across the country. Noone ever got injured during those “attacks” but he did cause substantial property damage. Everyone was scared. So the royals sent their most formidable battleships to patrol the waters of the capital, thinking that if the beast showed up, it’d be swiftly dealt with.

Only they had severely underestimated the size of Gorm who did end up encountering one of the ships. Being a very grand ship with gold embellishments, it caught his attention. He lifted the entire thing out of the water with some of his arms while the rest prodded at everything, and everyone, of interest. 

I’ve mentioned that he broke someone’s arm before. Well. That arm belonged to the commandant, the highest rank in the royal navy. He stuck out from the rest of the crew with his grand uniform, barking orders at the crew to retaliate against the beast. With all of his arms occupied, Gorm, wanting to get a closer look at the fancy human, picked up the commandant using his fingers. His handling of humans with his hands had gone well up until this point. But this time he grabbed an arm and at such an angle that it broke in several places, making the human howl. Gorm could tell that the scream was very different compared to the other times he’d picked up humans. He immediately placed the man down on deck again, realizing that he had definitely caused harm. The other humans swarmed around the man, shakily pointing their weapons at Gorm. Gorm took this as his que to quickly place the ship down and leave the scene, feeling extremely guilty. After that he was a lot more careful and mindful of the little limbs when handling humans. 

It was a while after this that the captain of a trading ship figured out how to summon Gorm using a combination of an old blow horn and the blue light. The crew were against this, terrified of “the beast who attacked ships” and “raided port towns”. But a captain has absolute authority over the ship, leaving no room for complaints. He saw an opportunity to use Gorm to his advantage. They were all wary of him however, having heard the news from the capital that the commandant had lost his arm after an encounter with the beast. Not that they had to worry; Gorm had learned his lesson and the guilt was still fresh; he avoided directly interacting with any of the humans on board. He was just happy to accompany the ship that radiated a friendly light. 

Gorm would follow the ship through its journey when summoned, keep it safe in rough waters and during storms. Push it forward when there was no wind. This led to the captain being hired for quick and reliable transportations of goods; he got paid big time. They were never attacked by pirates either. Well, in the beginning there were few attempts. But once they realized that a “kraken” always appeared and destroyed their masts, the ship quickly ended up on a “do not engage” list amongst pirates.

The captain’s trading business flourished for a solid year. And Gorm well, he considered the humans and ship companions. He was picking up on the language, they gave him a name. He was happy.

After miraculously recovering, the commandant had returned to his post. Before he had considered Gorm to be a threat to the country. Now after losing his arm, it was personal. He announced a hefty reward to anyone that could give information that directly led to the beast. Seeking the reward, the pirates spilled the information about the ship with a blue light. Putting two and two together, the commandant summoned the captain and his ship to the capital. He threatened them, forcing him to agree to lure Gorm into a trap. Leading up to the point in the comic.

And after that?

It's just sad.

#Muppen writes #??? #oc Gorm #I just wanted to share this info. xD #Why was the broken arm amputated? #Sounds too drastic? #Well #The commandant got an open fracture where the bone sticks out of the skin. #Back then open fractures were very serious injuries and could be fatal with infections and other complications. #They often required immediate amputation and even then the risk of complications were HIGH

[mossymandibles]

So I absolutely love your world building and neat as hell monster characters (Kraws design is just peak character design oh my lord)

And after scouring your entire blog to learn as much as I could, there's still so much I wanna know! How did Kraw come to adopt Gen? What happened to her eye? (I'm not sure if you've already explained what happened? Maybe I missed that detail)

Oh man, thanks! Glad to hear you like the dragon dad. And I’m sorry, I feel like my blog is very vague and unorganized as far as world building stuff goes, compared to others. Plus there’s a lot of outdated old art/storyline stuff that I’ve changed is still on here 😅 But happy to hear you enjoy it!

I have answered a similar ask about Kraw and Gen here. But lucky for you! I love to over explain things and I feel like I want to give a little more insight to Gen’s situation this time because I don’t think it’s spoiling anything too much. I honestly don’t know when I’ll get around to making little comics like I’ve wanted to in order show how she came about.

Gen has only told Kraw that she is from a city called the Fever. She remembers her friends from the city and that the Ladder was coming for them. She remembers falling into the ocean and seeing the giant eye. She couldn’t remember how she got aboard his ship, or how long she had been adrift at sea before then.

She wakes up in Sylvaine’s infirmary, where Kraw takes her after he finds her on his ship. Kraw distinctively remembers getting chills when he sees Genevieve again after Sylvaine nurses her back to health. He felt he was looking a completely different child in the eyes. She gets upset and doesn’t like to be pressed further or asked more questions on the matter, so Kraw slowly gives up, only knowing that she comes from the Ladder’s main facility. Most people of Marrowtide Isles like to avoid anything having to do with the Ladder if they can. He only hopes that it doesn’t mean that they’ll come looking for her.

She inherited her mug by unwittingly stealing/absorbing the most important energy source to the Ladder. She got away with some slight hemorrhaging, an occasional voice in her head and a strange growth on her face that Sylvaine classifies as ‘fungal’; an understatement to give Kraw peace of mind perhaps. Besides appearing to have a way with beasts, it gave her some other far more ghastly abilities, a few that only Kraw has been privy to seeing and seems keen on keeping a secret or even downright ignoring for the time being.

After some failed attempts to get rid of her (a dreadful incident with an orphanage and pissing Sylvaine off once or twice) she seemed to keep finding her way back to Kraw. Despite his initial reluctance and a possible fear of her, he found her endearing in some ways.

He notices that she seems to have a keen eye for math and helps him with heftier reading since he’s mostly illiterate. She also has way better people/negotiating skills when helping run the shop he has on the side when fishing season is slow. She didn’t seem to have anyone else and had latched onto him quite tightly, so he grew used to the idea of taking care of her. It surprises most people but Kraw is actually pretty good with kids. He’s just never raised his own until now. The absolute child-like disregard she seems to have for the detriment she could cause just makes her all the more interesting to him in a sense. Maybe he feels a child like that needs someone to look after them so they don’t end up causing world-ending chaos? If he can make her happy before whatever unknown future comes for her then he’ll feel he has a purpose for once that isn’t for profit or hurting others. However, raising a whole ass kid who has already been through life’s ringer isn’t as easy as he thought it’d be of course. Lol. Lmao.

#asks #Genevieve #kraw #monster dad #hallowed carrion #hallowed carrion lore #yaaay a little genevieve backstory #i want to make the comic of how they met sooo bad #but there’s sooo much and it has to be p e r f e c t #someday

[placeinthemiddleofnowhere]

Okay so i was of course re reading your amazing Rocky start fic and had inspiration for some quick sketches and then i had an idea..

Pirate Konig with mermaid reader and i was like damn imagine him a fearsome pirate capturing a mermaid and then growing fond of them 😳

Holy crap, you’re on fire with all these ideas 💕

I looooove pirate König! It fits so well with his mask as well cause it would be all part of his mystique for when he boards ships and takes their bounties 😎 he’d be a feared pirate king indeed, in league with the dreaded 141 lead by pirate captain Price.

I think that the mermaid reader would be able to transform and come onto land when they please, all with the help of a special necklace. One day they’d be going to a market on their favourite island, browsing all the wares and watching all the people with great interest. It’d be there, while they’re admiring the pretty shiny trinkets on the market stall that they’d catch the attention of König.

König would know the necklace from anywhere. He’d recognise the magic woven into it from his days as a little boy sitting on his grandma’s lap. She was a mermaid that had chosen to come to land and settle down with his grandfather, only occasionally returning to the ocean to play with her doting grandson.

He’d have eyes as wide as saucers, watching this beautiful mermaid walk around so fascinated with everything. At first he wouldn’t even have any bad intentions toward them. König would remain watching from a distance, occasionally lifting his bottle of rum to his lips and taking slow sips of the bitter liquid. He didn’t have anything better to do, why not entertain himself with this vision of a mermaid in front of him? He was incognito as well, no one would recognise him without his famous ‘tear’ streaked mask.

“Well hello there, pretty thing.”

His eyes would immediately narrow when he heard the call of a slimy little worm, a man not even worthy to look at his prize. He’d watch carefully as the man lurched toward them, heart pounding with every step.

Oh this wouldn’t do.

The man approached the mermaid, backing them into the shingles of an old rickety bar. They whimpered and quietly pleaded for the man to leave them alone, but he wasn’t deterred. If anything the man stepped forward faster and faster. He was going to hurt his treasure.

König curled his lip and advanced forward with long precise strides - he was only warmed from the rum he was drinking, emboldened by the spicy spirit.

Just as the man was going to touch what was his, König pulled his hood over his face and drew his gun. In mere seconds the man was screaming and the very hand he was previously reaching out with was lying in pieces on the bloody ground. The man’s body followed in short order.

The mermaid wouldn’t even have time to process what had happened before they were swept into König’s arms. He’d fasten one arm around their waist and another round their head, staring deeply into their scared and searching eyes.

“You’re a long way away from the ocean, liebe,” he’d croon, flicking at the crystal that hung from the silken golden chain. “Looks like i better escort you, hm?”

#Pírate!König #pirate könig #pirate konig #mw2

[ashes0909]

Three words and a ship: Tony/Bucky (MCU) humor, magic, Brooklyn

I had a BLAST with this prompt. Thank you so much for sending it in!

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Tony had a secret: When he was eleven years old, an owl arrived at his bedroom window with an invitation. It was from a school that sounded imaginary, claiming he was magical and needed to be shipped off to London. 

Tony threw the invitation in the trash can. At eleven years old, Tony Stark had little time for nonsense; all his time was devoted to inventions.

But magic, like puberty, could not be evaded. 

Five years later, Tony slid from one alleyway to another, piecing together a shortcut uptown from the Brooklyn record shop in a neighborhood he was very much not supposed to be in. A wave of a hand here and there, willing no one to notice and no one did.

Another corner turned, and that’s when he heard it. “Get the heck away from my friend!” Followed by the slam of fists against skin and the same voice shouting. “Not him! Hit me!”

A martyr at the end of what sounded like a losing battle. Tony stopped in his tracks, pivoted left instead of right, and came face to face with two teens his age. One had dark, shoulder-length hair and large brown eyes, a bruise rapidly darkening the skin around one of them. He was shielding the other teen, a shorter blond boy, behind his back. In front of them stood three men with bloody knuckles that matched the blackened and bruised eye. 

“We told you what you had to do to get past this alley, Barnes. You and your buddy both.”

“We’re not giving you shit. Even if we had money, it’d never see your pockets.”

Tony loathed bullies, hated robbers and thieves just as much. Another swing and the man’s fist landed hard on the teen’s face again, causing him to stagger back. 

“Is that all you got?” The man, Barnes, taunted through a bloody lip.

The three men were cowards, chickenshits. Rage blazed through Tony like a wildfire. These criminals should be clucking, not throwing fists at teens in alleys. Tarred and feathered, that’s what they used to do to men like them, but now they roamed the streets, free instead of penned where they belonged. Tony could see them in his mind's eyes, three criminals transfigured into the chickens they resembled, and then—poof!

In the alleyway stood three chickens, just like he’d imagined it. 

Fuck.

Maybe, if he’d taken up that offer five years ago, he might better understand how to control these abilities. But instead, he was staring over the chickens at the two teenagers, disbelief evident in their faces. Panic roared through him.

Fuck.

One of the chickens clucked.

Barnes reacted first. He didn’t scream or faint or freakout. Instead, he laughed.

It transformed his bruised face, softening it with delight. Tony couldn’t look away because…Fuck if he wasn’t the most beautiful man Tony had ever seen.

The chickens clucked again, but Barnes ignored them this time, walking towards Tony with an outstretched hand. “Bucky Barnes.” His bruised eyes twinkled in the streetlights. “You may be my favorite person in Brooklyn, besides this guy back here--” he pointed at his friend “--and I’ve only known you for thirty seconds.”

Tony laughed, nervous. “Abracadabra?”

Bucky grinned. “Is that your name?”

Tony shook his head, sliding his hand into Bucky’s. “Tony Stark. This, uh, was just a joke, a bit of humor.” The spark of unshed magic still ran through Tony’s veins. It was the only thing that could explain the electricity flowing between his hand and Bucky’s. Though…with the way Bucky flexed his fingers, Tony wondered if he felt it too.

“I’d say we owe Stark here dinner, at least. What do you say Stevie?”

“Uh, I say we’re broke?”

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Bucky laughed. “I think we just gained three chickens…I’m joking! We’re not going to eat these three stooges.” He turned back to Tony. “We’re not that broke. And you seem like the most interesting person I’ve ever met, so what do you say?”

Twinkling eyes, electric touch, split pouty lip—Tony had to say he was well on his way to being smitten. But he wouldn’t say that, because that would be weirder than turning three humans into chickens. Instead, he nodded. “I could eat.”

If anyone else is interested, check out my Writing Game!

#tumblr fic #writing #winteriron #tony/bucky #polizwrites

[nightmaremonarch]

funtime freddy redesign! more redesigns coming later!! feel free to use it w credit!! explanation beloooww

i adore funtime freddy. idk if i made it clear with the doodles but he's my silly guy. such a fun and interesting creature. weirdly murderous. This isn't about the design i just rly like funtime freddy. ANYWAYS

due to funtime freddy having a child sized chest cavity i decided my boy needed to be MUCH bigger!! he's a large fella! gotta make room for the devious storage tank!!

also because of that thing unlike ballora and most other animatronics his clothes aren't real!! they are rubber!! for easy tank access!

w his face… i really tried to make him as unhinged as he sounds. if i drew it now it’d probably be more bear like but i made this like. last october…!! oops! so he’s giving modern chucky cheese a little. it’s ok. we move on.

i made bon bon be a Little Fluffier cause that part of its weird little body doesn't move so it can be fluffy! its weird little hands are as gunky as possible cause that creature crawls, like, everywhere? so because of that i think the mini game of bon bon hopping ship off freddy's hand is instead bon bon popping off and crawling away like mad and michael has to snatch the fucker b4 it gets away. So. I suppose the au does change a little more than the designs… cause some of the mini games would be slightly altered. idk if any other mini games will be altered in this au though, probably just the maintenance ones and potentially the springlock one.

anywho. funtime freddy's one of my favorite weirdos. lmk if anyone has any questions about this one ^_^

#nmonarch art #nmonarch theory #nmonarch redesigns #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf fanart #fnaf sister location #sister location #sister location fanart #fnaf sl #funtime freddy #funtime freddy fanart #fnaf redesign #fnaf au #bon bon #bon bon fanart