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one-idea · 4 months

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Master list

This is more for me so I have a record of all my Aus in one place but incase anyone is interested.

Dream dream

A devil fruit user with the ability to steal a persons dreams/ambitions steals Luffy’s dream to become the pirate king. This leaves a despondent Luffy who doesn’t believe in his or any of his crews dreams (their dreams have become part of his) the crew is left to get his dream back.

(Big family feels for all of the Strawhats and some Zolu)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

How Luffy loses his dream/ Zoro’s vision of Luffy’s dream

Reverse Strawhats

In a parallel universe where Ace meets Whitebeard early and much like Luffy and Shanks makes a promise (to one day surpass Whitebeard) when he sets out to sea he meets with Kuina, Nojiko, Kaya, Reiju, and many others. They go on the strawhat journey (with some twist and turns)

One day (maybe in the Wano fight maybe not) a devil fruit activates sending Luffy and the strawhats to this world. Allowing for Luffy and Ace to reunite, but also Robin and Olivia (her mom) Chopper and Dr. Hiriluk, Law and Rosinante and many more.

Part 1

Part 1/2

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Kaya’s weapons

Kaya’s role on the crew

Possible backstories for Reiju

Reverse strawhats crew relationships

Ace and the East Blue crew

East blue crew relationships

Shipping?

ASL and AceDeuce plans

What about Sabo and Deuce?

More about Sabo and Deuce

What about Luffy and Ace’s fruits?

Dressrosa, the sun god, and ASL reunion

Sabo and Joyboy

Acedeuce and bounty posters

Garp and his roll in Marineford

Reunions

Rough draft of the reverse crew meeting the Strawhats

Things to think through/still making decisions

What are their pirate names?

Help me name the crew

What happens to Luffy’s Strawhat?

Where is Luffy buried?

The original idea!!!

Art of Reverse Strawhats

Dr. Hiriluk’s reindeer design by @onepiece-treasurecove

All of the following designs are done by @majestick-posts-op

Kuina’s design

Nojiko’s design

Kaya’s design

Reiju’s design

Nico Olivia’s design

My designs for this au

Kaya - Syrup Village to Drum Island

Zoro’s arc

I really wanted a Zoro arc. Where his old sensei contacts him about needing Wado Ichimonji (to defeat an enemy that can only be cut by one of the 21 great grade blades) Zoro has to return but he hates leaving the crew. He tells Luffy (there’s no way he’s leaving without an explanation) and Luffy is not letting him go alone.

There are many twist including old memories and new knowledge (maybe Kuina’s death wasn’t an accident)

Big Zoro feels, his relationship with the crew and some Zolu (cause I can)

(Pleant of Zoro and crew feels but mainly Zolu)

Part 1 - brainstorm

Part 2

Part 3

Nika cult

A Nika worshiping cult wants to bring Nika back to the world, to do this they have to kill Luffy. They almost succeed, Nika takes over to keep Luffy alive. Now it’s up to the crew to find away to save Luffy. But it’s so weird to travel with Nika. Who knows them, because Luffy loves his crew, but Nika is not Luffy. So it’s like hanging out with your loved ones friend you never met.

Big focus on the crews love for Luffy. (All the crew including Jinbei) big focus on Sanji (whole cake guilt) Robin (she adores her captain and crew) and Zolu

Part 1

Part 2

Wado’s pov

A retelling of One Piece from Wado Ichimonji’s point of view

Her pride in her dumb son Zoro, her adoration of their captain and king, her love of the crew, and her absolute annoyance with Sandai Kitsune. (Also the relationships with Yubashiri, Shusui, and Enma)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3 whiskey peaks part 1

Part 4 whiskey peaks part 2

Sun god and king of hell / madoka magica fusion

If you’ve watched Madoka Magica you know. But Luffy loses himself to Nika. Maybe to save the crew of maybe the whole fleet, but Luffy’s no longer in control. Zoro truly becomes the king of hell and uses his power as Asura to block Nika’s influence over Luffy, allowing Luffy to be Luffy. But every now and then Nika tries to break free.

Please just watch the end of madoka magica revolution

Part 1

An actually plot?

Who remembers and why Ace is a problem

Roger and Rouge live and raise Ace/Sabo/Luffy

Roger doesn’t die for his illness and lives with rouge and Ace. Shanks finds Luffy and adopts him, but leaves him in the east blue. Roger comes to meet Luffy and takes him a and Sabo (who Luffy befriended) with him

Part 1: main concept

Shanks raises ASL brother

This involves a lot of rearranging of cannon events. But basically Shanks realizes that Luffy is living alone and promises him the next time he comes to Dawn island he’ll take Luffy with him. Crap finds out and take Luffy to Dadan, where he meets Ace and Sabo. Shanks returns just in time to stop the Bluejam pirates from separating the ASL brothers. He spends some time getting to know the other two boys and decides to take them with him.

Part 1

Part 2,

Part 3 make it Mishanks

Part 4: Meeting Mihawk, Sabo’s future

Part 5: Ace’s reveal

Part 6: Ace and Shanks finally talk about Roger

Part 7: Heavy on the Mishanks.

Part 8: a coming storm.

Part 9: Higuma finds Luffy, Shanks confronts Higuma

Ask: What about Dadan and the bandits

Ask: When will the boys return to Foosha

Ask: Grandpa Rayleigh?

Poll: Does Shanks lose his arm?

Skyward Sword/Zelda au

Luffy remembers his past Life and Nika while separated from the crew. The crew is trying to find him while slowly remembering their own past lives. They are only finding bits and pieces but one memory stands out. The death of Nika at the hands of Asura.

The whole story follows the idea of Skyward sword. That Luffy is Nika reincarnated and needs to finish the job Nika set out to do before he past. Other people (the red hair pirates or the revolutionary’s) are helping him remember his past life while stoping the Strawhats from interfering.

The main idea

Who is guiding Luffy/who is taunting the crew

The Spade’s save Ace

Masked Deuce, Mihar, and Skull the officers of the Soade pirates chase after Ace when he leaves the Moby. They catch up just in time to pull him out of his fight with Blackbeard. Hurray Ace is safe, but they have a new problem. Blackbeard is going after Luffy.

Part 1 the main idea

Part 2 the race to Water 7

Question about Thriller Bark

More on thriller bark

Actual outline of Thriller Bark part 1

Thriller Bark part 2

Thriller Bark part 3 Moria’s defeat and Kuma’s return

How does Blackbeard become a warlord?

What about Ace’s secret?

One shot ideas/asks

Acedeuce: cooking

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #straw hat pirates #roronoa zoro #one piece zolu #zolu #reverse strawhat pirate au #dream dream fruit au #wado ichimonji pov au #portagas d. ace #Koushiro villain au #Nika cult au #sun god nika #the spades save Ace

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candycoloredwolf · 2 months

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Pleant experts of tumblr, I need some advice

This is Karlach. I have had Karlach since at least 2017, though it's very possible I got her back in 2016/2015. I found her at a Walmart on the back of a shelf in a very tiny Valentines themed heart-shaped pot (it was mid-March), and despite my horrendous luck with plants, I decided to buy her. She's somehow survived a possible 9 years with me, most likely because I kept her on the filter of my fish tank by the window for most of those years, so she had plenty of water due to condensation. I have no idea what Karlach even is. Her tag was missing, and all that came up when they scanned her was 'succulent'.

I've been trying to decide whether I should get her a larger pot, as she has grown far more than I ever expected, and I'm worried she will/has grown too big for her pot. She seems perfectly fine currently, but the flowers she grew started to wilt not long after they grew, which Im worried might be a result of her planter being too small.

I'm hesitant to move her if not nessecary, because despite her living this long, I still have horrible luck with plants, especially succulents, and I don't want to mess with her if I don't have to.

If anyone can give me some advice on whether or not I should transplant her to a bigger pot, or if you have any idea what she might be, it would be greatly appreciated.

#plant advice #succulents #plants #house plants #help

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halikyon · 4 months

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I wrote more things:

O'tchakha and D'zentsa stood opposed, five yalms apart in the courtyard of the Temple of the Fist. They wore new, diatinctive Monk garb in white and black repectively, products of a recent visit to Tataru by Ryune. Gathered to one side were twenty-three initiates, kneeling, sitting, or standing as they so wished, whisper quiet. On the other side was Ryune, dressed in her full Monk garb, also provided by Tataru, with her hands behind her back. The sun was still low in the clear sky and the air had yet to heat fully from the morning cool. A light breeze carried the sounds of birds in the nearby trees.

Ryune regarded her students, a pleant look on her face, "Today begins the next step in your training." Her voice, clear and true, carried well through the courtyard, bouncing back to her off the nearby peaks. "You have all learned to control you aether to build the flow of Chakra within you, and then to release it in a powerful and devastating strike."

Her gaze passed over them, meeting the eyes of many, though she noticed some seemed to be gazing past her or elsewhere entirely. She gathered aether to herself as an example, opening her chakra and sending a powerful blast of air between the two standing opposed before her in one gluid move. They didn't so much as blink, their hair moving slightly from the breeze, trusting their mentor and friend wouldn't hurt them, at least not deliberately.

The students, though, were all brought to rapt attention. Ryune knew it took time for them to build up and release their energy, but she could do it, when focused, in seconds. Seeing done what they might one day be able to do themselves always seemed the best way to re-engage them. Ryune put her hand behind her again.

"Today we will be showing you the next step in this technique: the passive unlocking of Chakra in combat. This ability is key to your effectiveness in battle, as it gives you the means to deliver a powerful strike or perhaps finishing blow to you opponent without needing to concentrate beforehand to prepare it, allowing you to make effective use of your Chakra multiple times in the same engagement." She nodded to her two star pupils. "This technique will be demonstrated by D'zentsa and O'tchakha today for you all." Ryune raised her left arm up, her hand a knife in the air.

"May Rhalgr guide your hand." Ryune had added that phrase recently, feeling the need to add a bit of pomp and circumstance to structured sparring, especially since she wanted her students to take it more seriously. It also served as the cue for them to bow and take their combat stances. She let the silence linger a few more seconds before swiftly chopping with her raised hand, proclaiming, "Begin!"

They both darted foward, meeting in the middle, with a clap of displaced air and a momentum thud, trading blow after blow. As newly minted Fists, Ryune knew they could throttle their power as they liked, and she could see that even when contact was made the blow was always held back. Much like herself, their light frames and powerful legs led to a kick-heavy style that emphasized mobility, using the upper body mostly for defense and to create openings. Ryune took a moment to enjoy the exposition of skill, proud of how far her first students had come. To the untrained eye, though, it looked like an all-out brawl.

The students watched, completely absorbed in the display before them. "Sense their aether." Ryune advised them, "Feel how it flows around and within them." The thuds of contact between them reverberated off the cliffsides much as she and Lyse had once done while sparring back during the liberation of Ala Mhigo, but faster than they ever had done and faster now still.

Eyune could tell they were both quite close to being able to release their Chakra. Little did the students know she had sweetened the pot for whomever could do it first, offering the winner four of her home-cooked meals of their choosing and a trip of their choosing at Ryune's expense. They certainly seemed to be fighting with all they had from what Ryune could see, though from ghe second she made the offer she already knew the outcome.

The outcome was soon upon them all, as D'zentsa broke away and dashed in at the same time O'tchakha began to rear back. With a tremendous clash even more powerful than the first they came back together, blowing one another back a yalm. They skidded backward, keeping their feet under them, and then stood, breathing heavily, with smiles on their faces.

It was exactly as Ryune had predicted. Having told them just before they had come out here, they hadn't exchanged a word about it, but Ryune had seen a single glance exchanged between them and knew in that moment they had made this plan. Truly she was very impressed at their coordination, and felt they did both deserve something nice after so much training, the tests, and the responsibility of having first been senior students and now teachers themselves. Frankly she had initially been expecting the winner to insist on the other joining them, and Ryune had intended to let it happen. This, however, was even more a testament to their skill than she had had in mind.

After a moment they stood up straight and gave each other a formal bow, signifying the end of the exchange. Ryune brought her hands together with a clap in front of her, the sound adding a touch of finality. The entire exchange had lasted less than thirty seconds.

"Well done, both of you. An excellent performance." She nodded to the pair before regarding the gathered students, "As you could see, they were able to quicken their aether and unlock their Chakha in the midst of combat. I certainly don't expect you to do the same immediately. Instead I have an additional task for your training that I'll be adding to as needed. First, rather than meditating in a stagnant position, you shall instead be moving. Walking, jogging, jumping, or whatever else seems most comfortable to you will do just fine."

Her students seemed amicable enough to the change, nodding and murmering positively to themselves. D'zentsa and O'tchakha made their way to the aide, standing beside each other. Ryune continued, "Once you've got that down we'll move on to doing it during drills, then eventually sparring."

Ryune remembered her own experience trying to figure that technique out. "This will be a lot easier than trying to figure it out on the fly through a crystal, I assure you." They each had one of their own, the stones quite prevalent on the old ruins here, in The Fringes, and in The Peaks, but having an idea of how to perform a technique before it got thrust into your brain by a fancy rock was a lot less jarring. Plus, it meant that they could master and use these techniques much more effectively without having to put their lives on the line.

Stepping foward, Ryune directed the students' training for the day, "Use the courtyard and keep moving. Feel how the aether moves within you while you do and use it unlock your Chakras. I want you all to work together on this and figure out the path foward." She looked to the sky for a moment, "We shall reconvene just before noon to discuss your developments. You may proceed."

With a wave of her hand they proceeded to disperse around the courtyard, many in pairs and larger groups, and began to experiment. Ryune was pleased with the excitement the showed, and felt it would be a very productive day for them. As they finished dispersing, Ryune made her way to her former pupils.

They both had a bit of a sheepish grin on their faces, Ryune noticed, as if they had done something sneaky and had gotten away with it. She also happened to notice that they were holding hands. It wasn't her business to pry into personal relationships, and she didn't know if it was something they did from how close they had grown or if it had become more remontic in nature, but they were happy, and that was enough for her.

"So, I had planned to entertain the both of you, but that was even more proof that I was right to elevate the both of you." They looked a little confused, so Ryune continued, "controlling your Chakra to the point of simultaneous release was very impressive, and even more so since it built up at different rates between you two."

Understanding dawned upon them. D'zentsa spoke first, "Ah. Yes, you see that wasn't exactly part of the plan. It just kinda happened that way."

"I could feel her movements and aether much as I could my own, and it seemed so easy to coordinate in that state." O'tchakha added.

D'zentsa nodded in agreement, "It felt so natural. Even sparring so many times before I don't think something like that has happened in such a way between us." She looked at O'tchakha, "At least..ah..." It sounded as if she caught herself before saying something she didn't think she should share.

"Yes, I know what you mean." O'tchakha's face had turned a slight red. "It's certainly not something I was expecting either."

It was so obvious to Ryune, but she kept it to herself. Anything they wanted to tell her could be done when they were ready. She stepped foward and reached out, placing a hand on each of their shoulders. "Well, I think its wonderful and that the two of you make a perfect team." She gave them both a reassuring smile, "You let me know when you want your meals and I'll get to cooking, alright?"

"Tonight?" O'tchakha asked, hopefull for something new and different. D'zentsa nodded in agreement.

"I don't see why not. The two of you can come over as soon as you're ready once today's lessons are over." Ryune was already mentally checking what she had in her stores at home, "It shouldn't be a problem."

Ryune reiterated her thanks and bid them farewell to observe the progress of her students now meandering around the courtyard with furrowed brows. It would take time, she knew, but this group was well on their way to becoming Fists all their own. She envisioned them, paragons of peace, problem solvers and protectors of the people. It was an idealized notion, she knew, but she couldn't help but hope for that brighter tomorrow.

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It was funny, Ryune thought as she stood crafting cuisine in her small kitchen, just how much this life had ended up suiting her. She had never though of herself as a teacher or mediator, and yet had taken to both rolls without a second thought. Unlike cooking, which she had taken up as a way to not hate meals when out adventuring in the wilds, she hadn't even had to try.

She looked over her shoulder to the pair she had invited, chatting with M'naago at their small table surrounded by mismatched chairs. She had also never thought of herself as a mentor, and yet...

The popping of oil snapped her back to the task at hand. The Gyr Abanian Chub she had caught was signaling its readiness to be flipped. She did so, directing her attention to the greens she had picked next as they simmered in a pot. The arid landscape may seem barren, but she knew it was as plentiful a place as any other.

It also helped that so many folks had come back. She had personally taken care of dozens of roadblocks, mostly metaphorical but a few literal, that had inhibited the rebuilding effort, and the result and been a boon in trade. She grabbed a shaker of Thavnarian spice she didn't know the name of and carefully applied a light coat on the done side of the Chub. Sometimes she couldn't remember the names of things, but she never forgot the smell or taste.

She overheard her name and a few more words, seemingly recounting the time when Ryune had met M'naago when first helping the resistance and how they had actually first met when they were little at the Peering Stones when taking shelter from the Garleans. Those had both been tough times, and she had gone from the second youngest in a family of six to a lone orphan in those intervening years, losing all but her Father before fleeing to what would become Little Ala Mhigo.

Now wasn't the time for solemn remembrance, though, and Ryune put the thought out of her mind. The meal was almost done and she had guests after all. Ryine buckled down and soon was putting on the finishing touches, sliding her freshly cooked and well spiced fish onto a bed of soft greens. She placed a few slices of lemon along the edges before laddeling a white sauce into a pile on one side. She observed her work for a moment before deciding it was ready to eat, grabbing the serving plate and bringing it to the table, setting it down in the middle.

"I present to you a fresh Gyr Abanian Chub lightly fried with Thavnarian spices on a bed of local greens with an optional addition of creamy tartar sauce." She said in the moat regal voice she could manage, inspired from her time at The Bismark, "I call it: Oceans Apart and Together." It was a silly name she had made up on the spot, but they all acted impressed, making 'ooh's and 'ah's as she talked.

Ryune pulled up her chair and sat with them. "Also lemon." She added, causing a few giggles.

"It smells wonderful!" O'tchakha said, already cutting a piece for herself.

"What kind of spice is it, anyway?" D'zentsa asked, waiting her turn.

"I wish I could tell you something other than 'red' and 'fragrant' but I truly do not remember the name." Ryune answered, a bit embarrassed by her memory troubles. That particular problem had begun after her battle with Zenos, and no one she had spoken to anout it was certain if it would go away or not.

M'naago gave her portion a good sniff. "It reminds me a bit of paprika." She recalled the trip she had taken with Ryune there, "They make in Thavnair, right?"

"Yes, that's probably it." Ryine admitted, taking a bite. She didn't like fish all that much by itself, but had discovered a myriad of ways to use or cover the flavor to make it more tolerable to herself. This dish was no exception, as the combination of spice, the slight bitterness of the greens and lemon, and the sweetness of the sauce seemed to balance perfectly.

The others seemed to agree, as no one had time to talk between bites. Ryune knew it wouldn't have taken much to impress them, but always liked making the best she could for M'naago or any other guest to give them something worth remembering. By herself she would have charred it over a fire, covered it in the paprika, and not really thought about it.

As the meal concluded they began speaking once again as M'naago cleared the table of dirty dishes.

"There's something we feel we need to speak to you about, actually." D'zentsa said, leaning foward onto the table. O'tchakha seemed to become smaller on her seat, her face taking on a red hue.

"Anything and everything, I'm all ears." Ryune assured them, leaning foward herself.

"Tchakha and I have spent a long time together, as you know." D'zentsa began, "From that we got to know each other fairly well."

Ryune nodded, giving her her full attention.

"It's just that...well, we were never allowed to do anything before of our own choice. It was always for some purpose or another." D'zentsa explained, "Now we have freedom to do as we wish, and have chosen to stay with you and the Fists, but..."

"Go on, it's alright." Ryune reassured her, feeling a slight bit of anger spike once again at their old master before letting it melt away.

"We ah, we've had a lot of time to ourselves and now we aren't sure what to do." D'zentsa seemed at a loss for words.

"How so?" Ryune asked, already having some idea after their encounter earlier in the day, but not wanting to jump to any conclusions.

"We've gotten close, really close." O'tchakha spoke up, "To the point we wish not to seperate."

"Yes, but we also are unsure of what exactly that means for us." D'zentsa added.

Ryune pondered their words for a moment while M'naago cleaned up the kitchen behind her. "To me, it sounds like you love one another." Ryune put it plainly, "I won't tell you what kind, as that is for you to work out together, but its love all the same."

"What do you mean 'what kind'?" D'zentsa looked unsure.

"Yes, I am unfamiliar with such matter ls myself. What does that mean?" O'tchakha asked as well.

Ryune took another moment to collect her thoughts before explaining, "There's more than one way to love someone else. In the most basic way of saying it, sometimes it can be platonic, where you are the best of friends. Other times it's a bit deeper, where if feels like you found a missing piece of yourself you would be lost without. It could be also romantic, like M'naago and I, where you feel you make a whole greater than the sum of your parts, where the shared feelings in your heart draw you together time and again no matter the distance. Usually the former forms of love are part of the latter."

The pair seemed to contemplate this for a few minutes before exchanging a glance. O'tchakha spoke first, "We have been spending all our time together, even when sleeping."

"I'm sure you also noticed that we were holding hands earlier. We saw you do so with M'naago and wished to try ourselves." D'zentsa said.

"How does that make you feel?" Ryune felt like a full-on counselor talking like that.

"Happy," O'tchakha said, "Safe, perhaps?"

"Comforted." D'zentsa added. "Many times moreso at night. We sleep much easier next to one another."

"I agree. It's the opposite of when we were alone in those stuffy rooms." O'tchakha seemed a lot less reserved now that the ice had been broken. Ryune was quite pleased that they were both so forthcoming.

"So tell me, what exactly is it you wish to do, then? What love is it you feel has grown between you?" Ryune asked, looking to help them find their way forward.

The pair looked at each other, as if searching for the answer within one another's eyes. Seconds stretched into minutes as M'naago finished cleaning up an returned, standing behind Ryune with a hand on her shoulder. It was a moment that seemed much more intense than Ryune would have thought.

"I...don't know what I'm supposed to do." D'zentsa said, hesitantly. "All I want is to have you next to me. I want you to be close and for you to be happy." She took O'tchakha hands in her own. "I'm worried, though, that I may cross a line, act upon an urge you may not wish to partake in and end up pushing you away." That last part came out in a rush, as if a thought long held back had finally been let out.

O'tchakha smiled gently back at her, "Zen, I want you to know that I feel the same way. You don't need to worry about crossing some line, though. Sometimes I would like to do more than just hold your hand." Her face was still a bit red, but her voice was stead, reassuring.

"I think you may have found your answer, then." Ryune spoke gently, "Trust in one another and in yourselves. You are the masters of your own fates, now. Find your happiness, and love without fear."

M'naago gave her shoulder a squeeze, pleased with how the conversation had gone, adding, "When Ryune and I formed our relationship, we didn't really know what we were doing either. Though, as I learned, what you do is often a lot less important than who you do it with."

"Words oft repeated, yet no less true for it." O'tchakha replied, "You've certainly given us much to consider."

"Yes, though perhaps on our own time, rather than in the midst of a social gathering." D'zentsa commented, seeming to suddenly remember where they were.

"I hope that doesn't mean you'll be leaving so soon. I did make a dessert before you all got here." Ryune said, pointing a thumb back towards the kitchen.

Their eyes lit up in excitement. Ryune hoped that these would be the moments and the flavors that signified a new era of understanding and happiness for them both as she retrieved her sweet chocolate-filled pastries for them to enjoy.

#ffxiv #ryune avereth #m'naago #D'zentsa #O'tchakha #ash to dawn

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that-myllesstrauss-guy · 1 year

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Dylan would bring random werewolf pup who also got crused and asks Ryan if they can adopt the kids

Ryan: This is a kid Dylan, It's not just simply "we can take it?" and all of that, we have to be extra careful.

Dylan: i know but look at him *raise the puppy in hands* he won't be able to find a home in this condition.

Ryan: *signs* you're right i just- never thought that i would be dad so earlier

Dylan: We have a pleant of time to figure it out. Isn't it little guy?

Puppy: *confused happy bark*

Dylan: See? Half way there.

Ryan: *smiles* yeah, we are screwed. *Pats the cub head reaching a excited lick on his hand.*

#the quarry #ryan erzahler #dylan lenivy #asks answered

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manhattansangels · 6 months

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#ok

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televisionoperator · 1 year

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girl eating plant pleant that eats plant with a mouth that eats girl eating plant

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fivenightsatcorans · 1 year

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not sure if i have a headache from caffeine withdrawal or what but this is not pleant :(

#my head hurts and i’m resllly tired :(#maybe it’s from my glssses

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wonderwomanfantasy · 3 years

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Easy to love

Todoroki is so sweet he deserves a sweet journalist to dote on

Tdoroki x Fem!Reader

warnings: some spice towards the end, minor character death,

Word count: 1,600 (about)

summary: Todoroki is a disaster when it comes to trying to do the speaking thing, but not with you

Shoto had never really liked interviews or journalists for that matter. He always felt too awkward talking about himself and he’d never liked reporters either. He felt awkward talking about himself, and no matter what he said his interviews ended up in ‘Shoto Todoroki not knowing how to talk for X minutes” compilations.

So needless to say he was not looking forward to this interview. He looked at the setup stage with a grimace, everything was ready now he was just waiting for the journalist who would grill him. Some new woman he’d never met before, he wasn’t looking forward to it.

“You look like you’d rather have a monster bust in here than get up on this stage,” Todoroki looked to his side and saw you’d crept upon him while he wasn’t paying attention. He’d seen you around the set a few times now, you must be one of the producers or something. He gave you a small smile.

“You can say that again, I hate interviews like these,” he said gesturing around you to everything going on. You smiled.

“But I’m assuming you don’t have a choice in the matter?” you asked. And he nodded

”My agent want’s me to seem more open and approachable,” you laughed at that

“Maybe your agent should find a new angle, or you find a new agent,” he smiled. It was very kind of you to try and ease his nerves like this.

“It looks like your journalist is running late, can I grab you a coffee or a tea, water?’ you offered.

“Tea would be nice- oh but you don’t have to-” it was too late you’d turned and headed off to grab him his drink not knowing what else to do he followed. “You really don’t have to,” he said. You waved your hand dismissively already pouring the steaming water into a cup.

“Nonsense, It’s not a problem at all, Jasmen or Black?” you asked.

“Jasmen, and thank you,” he said accepting the cup from you when you offered it to him.

“You know if you don’t like filmed interviews you could almost certainly get the producers to wave the cameras, Especially now this whole thing is for a blog post, the cameras are just here for a bonus video, nothing big.” you said.

“It’s not just filmed content it’s all interviews, I’m just bad at being charming under pressure, I can never say the right thing when I know I’m being documented,” he explained. You nodded sympathetically.

“I guess I can see that, and for what it’s worth I’m finding you very charming right now,” you teased. Shoto smiled to himself, a deep satisfaction flooding him. He hadn’t been trying to impress you, but he did really want you to like him and he was glad you did.

“I get it I guess, I mean it’s not like you became a hero to talk about yourself right?” you shrugged. Shoto thought about it.

“True, but to be fair I didn’t have much of a choice in becoming a hero,” he said bitterness creeping into his tone.

“What do you mean?” you asked. He took a sip from his cup as he tried to find the words.

“Well, I was my father’s pride he wouldn’t have let me quit if I had tired,” he said.

“That’s not what I meant,” you said shaking your head. “You’re 26 Todoroki, you’re indipendintly wealthy, plenty of heroes retire at your age, or at least reduce their work hours but you haven’t, so why are you motivated enough to go through the stuff you hate like this?” you asked. He froze, he’d never thought about it. He was a hero becuase it was was he was good at, because if he didn’t people would die and get hurt if he didn’t, but that wasn’t even the real reason there were pleant of young capable heroes springing up every day, the world would be fine with out him. It wasn’t the money or the notoriety either. He swallowed thickly. You looked at him silently, waiting for an answer. He knew he had to tell you the truth, you wouldn’t accept anything less.

“When I was 19 there was a fire in an apartment building and I was one of the first responders, I ended up pulling this little girl from the wreckage, she was only seven years old, and she told me that I was her favorate hero because I was a good person and a good hero,” he said pausing to think if he should continue.

“You told that story once online,” you said nodding.

“Theres more,” he said shakeily, and you waited patiently until he contiued. “She died later tht night. Smoke inhaleation, I feel like I’d be betraying her if I quit, and waisted all the potential she thought I had,” he admitted.

“I’m sorry for bringing it up, that sounds incredibly painful,” you said sympathetically. Todoroki shook his head,

“No, Please don’t feel bad about it, I wouldn’t have said it if it was too personal,” he said smiling at you softly. Shoto didn’t know what it was about you that he found so calming, but he found it easy to talk to you. The time slipped away from him as he told you more and moer about himself, he almost forgot what he was supposed to be doing here, until that is a frantic producer ran up to the both of you.

“There you are we were supposed to start an hour ago!” Shoto winced assuming the angry man was yelling at him, but you calmly steped in front of him and spoke.

“Relax I got everything I need for the article, so we ended up talking by the concessions stand instead of on that hideous couch, you’ll still get your scoop.” you said. Todoroki stiffened.

“You were the journalist supposed to interview me?” he asked. You smiled at him shyly,

“Sorry, After what you said i didn’t want you to clam up around me,” you explained. He returned your smile, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

“It’s okay,” he said happily. For the first time he felt like an interview had gone well. And he knew that the next time he was interviewed he’d have to see you again.

As it turned out you were right, he did have enough power to pull strings with the people incharge. He said he wouldn’t do a live interview unless you were there and suddenly you were available when previously he'd been told that they couldn't promise anything.

Shoto twitched uncomfortably on the cream-colored leather chair. At least this time Midoriya was with him, taking some of the pressure off. He was still nervous, this would be live. that meant no time to cut things if he met up.

“It’ll be okay,” Izuku tired to reasure him but it did little to calm his nerves. You breezed on the set easily taking your seat across from them and smiled warmly.

“Hey, Todoroki It’s nice to see you again,” you greeted. He smiled shyly at you. You leaned back in your chair casually, “how’ve you been?”

Just like that he found himself talking candidly with you, he almost didn’t notice when Midoriya jumped in or when the cameras started rolling. It was just nice to talk to you. He was amazed that you could cure him of his awkwardness like that.

He lingered after the interview ended and you went off to your dressing room. Todoroki just knew he had to see you again. He knocks lightly on your dressing room door and waited for you to call “come in” before entered you turned, your shirt half off and gasped when you saw him.

“Sorry I thought you were someone else,” you explained. Quickly re clothing yourself. But the damage was done, he could feel his body heat up dramatically, that brief flash of your naked skin had sent him off the rails.

“I-I uhm,” he stammered and you walked over to him.

“Sorry about that, i didn’t mean to fluster you,” you said noting the tent in his pants. Just from seeing you in a bra.

“You-you’re very pretty,” he stammered. “I-I wanted to ask you on a date,” he stammered. You smiled at him warmly.

“I’d like that Shoto, if you’d like we can have a date right now,” you offered. He didn’t follow, then you took your shirt off and his cheeks engulfed in flames as he caught on. Shoto nodded and fumbled with the door locking it before pouncing on you.

You looped your arms around his neck and kissed him sweetly, and ran your fingers through his soft hair, you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t been thinking of something like this happening for a while now.

Shoto fumbled with his clothes and gently pressed you down on the counter of the dressing room once you were both naked. “I’m sorry, please tell me if this is moving too fast,” he panted against your neck as he kissed whatever part of your body he could reach.

“It’s fine Todoroki, please don’t stop,” you said

“Shoto, call me Shoto,” he corrected.

“Shoto please,” you breathed. It felt like his head was spinning hearing you moan his name like that.

Shoto had had his fair share of one-night stands, but this was different this was something about this, soft and tender, the start of beautiful.

He laid you down on the counter trailing his hands over your clothed hips as his mouth moved against yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth.

"Shoto," you moaned your hands running through his multicolored hair. you sounded so pretty moaning his name like that. "did you lock the door?"

He hated leaving you but quickly he got up locking the room, by the time he'd turned around back to you, you'd shuffled your skirt off leaving you in just your underwear.

Shoto couldn't help himself, he fell to his knees in front of you placing your ankles around his shoulders slowly dragging your panties down your legs he looked up at you, waiting for permission. you were trembling biting down on your knuckle to keep yourself quiet.

"yes," you mumbled around your finger. Shoto leaned forward gently spreading your lower lips before darting his tongue out and tasting the moister already clinging to your folds. Your thighs clamped around his head locking him in place, your free hand flying to his hair, and Shoto was more than happy to be manhandled by you. He wasn't planning on leaving until your fluids were dripping down his face.

your hips moved rhythmically against his face as his tongue swirled around your clit and sucking on the bud lightly bringing his hand up to finger you gently, feeling your velvety walls gushing around his fingers. your thighs clamped around his head until you came a low moan escaped you despite yourself.

"Shoto, fuck me, please," you begged as he got to his feet and whipped his mouth. Shoto knew that the two of you didn't have much time, his agent was probably losing their mind looking for him.

"you did so well for me princess," he murmured kissing you again, cupping both of your cheeks in his hands.

"let me take you out to dinner tomorrow night then I'll make love to you," he promised. and almost on queue, there was a loud knocking at the door, and your producer barked through the door asking if you'd seen him.

"N-No." you called back, and kissed him again

"Alright I'll see you tomorrow," you whispered

"I can't wait,"

#shoto todoroki #todoroki x reader #todoroki x you #todoroki x reader smut #my hero x reader

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Thinking about wonky cryptids. You know like a deity or smth of a forgotten forest that speaks in rhymes and makes you answer stupid riddles and eats dirt suspiciously fast. They're basically confined to a specific area, so they get very upset when you try to go home. They also don't understand how *exactly* humans work, especially the communication part. But hey, at least you can live out your cryptidcore aesthetic!

tw - abduction, dirty elderich yanderes, cult-like dynamics, mentions of death, implied cannibalism, mentions of non-consensual touching, slight suidical idolation.

Say less.

It’s even better if the cryptic in-question is the focus of a small (albeit dedicated) cult, one that seems to dominate an idealic little village on the edge of a countryside prone to fog-ridden forests and valleys that tend to turn into cliffs rather suddenly. It’s quaint, and cute, and filled with pleant of naive, drunken tourists that no one’s going to miss, not if three or four are picked off every year. You wish you were among them. You might’ve felt guilty while you watched your friends scream and cry and plead for mercy as they were left, tied-up and badly injured, in the middle of a forest none of you knew well enough to navigate, but if you had a choice, you’d gladly take their place, trade sheer silks for torn rags and a life spent trapped in the shrine of a monster for a quick death at the same beast’s hands. At least then, you wouldn’t have to feel its talons against your skin as it pulls you into its lap, intent on treating its captive like the favored pet it must see you as. If it’d made you its meal, you wouldn’t have to pretend to be its lover, bowing you head when it returns from its hunts and acting meek, acting happy, whenever you felt those lightless black eyes prying into your flesh. At least if you were dead, you wouldn’t have to live out a waking nightmare.

Don’t count on finding a sympathetic caretaker, either. It’s a town’s worth of indoctrination, a system designed to keep insiders safe, outsiders oblivious, and the thing that stalks their woods content and entertained. You don’t know what it does that’s so essential, but you don’t have any interest in asking. You’ve seen how it moves, like a stag raised to its hind legs, and you’ve seen what it does, raising saplings with drops of glass-like blood and healing rabbits with little more than a graze of its skin, and you don’t want to know more. You don’t want to know why the children you met before your abduction whispered its name with such reverence, you don’t want to know why the women who prepared you only referred to you as ‘the lucky one’, and you never want to find out why the young man who delivers your necessities only laughed, when you begged him to put you out of your misery. You don’t want to know. You don’t want to know.

You just want to go home.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere prompts #yandere theory #yandere monster #general

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incorrect-hs-quotes · 4 years

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Roxy: gvei me teh pleant,,,,,,

Dirk: Please stop sending me that, just tell me how much weed you want.

#homestuck #incorrect homestuck quotes #submission #irate-renegade #mod roxy #roxy lalonde #dirk strider #drugs ment #drug ment

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hag-rambling-on · 3 years

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Rewinxing Timeline Pre-Series

Keep in mind that between events and events can pass centuries. The average experience of a person is 10,000 years. and if you have magic and you know how to use it... Because I love Belgariad Chronicles so magic MAY makes you inmortal because yes.

WARNING: LONG. AND SURE I'M MISSING SOMETHING. OR CROSS SOMETHING. AGGG. MY HEAD.

And yes, in my rewinxing there is racism, selfishness, "human" idiocy and other nonsense. Why do The Ancestresses ALWAYS fight together?

PROTOHISTORY

Ethereals Fight - Big Bang

They actually do it two more times -Nobody says the must be AllIntelligents. So, Out Life, Big Bang Again.

They decide that they better stop and see what could happen to the result of their first and third fights: "life" they decide to call it, it would be interesting if it were allowed to develop.

Planets are formed, they become habitable.

The first intelligent creatures are born (Clariel -female human races, Carabossa -male elven races, Kristjana -female mermaid/triton races, Oros - male centaurs races, Ninfea -female pixies, Laufey -female gigant races, Danu- hermaphrodite selkies). They all talk funny. They all are old as dust.

TIME OF LEGENDS - ANCIENT TIMES

Skips and happens a millennium or two of advance in all systems and their planets.

Magic flourishes. But technology also, the native giants of Xenia are particularly advanced in it.

Darkar, previously knows as Lord Argulus of Larisa, Fae of Birds (one now uninhabitable planet from Hercules, aka Domino system) borns.

All the Mythix members are born already.

Solarian witch Selemisa meets Lumeria and Lumen race (also, first Cosmix user).

Acheron, Wizard of Memories begin to writes the Legendarium.

The days of the groundhog begin.

The Ancestral Witches have born.

Mythix comes together and decides to confront Acheron and his allies.

The Legendarium is closed and the Mythix Ones get separated because people are scared of their association.

THE WAR - THE DARK AGE

Sparks (First Queen of the planet that would become Domino) has born.

Carabossa Acrypta, as soft as dangerous his thorns; finds, keeps safe and educates said the ancestral witches maybe too early in their magic.

The InterRealm Wars starts. Nobody remembers anymore why - which is SHAMEFUL - because wars are stupid. Some energetic or magical resource. It will last for centuries.

Darkar gets both Morix and Shadow Phoenix Blessing.

Many of the planets and kingdoms reflected in the Legendarium no longer exist, Many histories and cultures that will be forgotten. Solaria, Andros and Romulea, among others, can boast they are ancient and have stood on their feet. But even they don't remember everything.

Many other planets, like Domino, Titania and Zenith, have flourished from the remains of previous ones.

The three witches begin to go “a little” crazy - Only Carabossa and his near ones know them at this point.

Darkar is one of the biggest detractors of peace. Something about "new beginnings". Most people take for granted that the Ethereal's blessing and the destruction of his planet drove him crazy.

Acrypta and Arcadia, along with other Mythix and Elders are offered position in the Golden Kingdom. Almost all reject. The Mythix faes and witches in the end they die by age, minus Arcadia because the Ethereals need someone who knews about the Legendarium and forces her. Ninfea escapes on a tiny technicality (but she can no longer move from Hike's remains), Laufey and Carabossa use their magic to go on the run and Danu melts into the Infinite Ocean [[So yes, the Council of Elders don’t actually likes that much the Ethereals but they are not foolish enough to be rude from the front]].

Somehow that includes that it’s the little bricks that make up a castle, the war actually ended. The Peace Accords are signed and their symbol is the Monastery of Roccaluce. Day celebrated on all planets.

The Council of Magic Realm is created with its headquarters in Monastery of Roccaluce in the rest of the planet Hike, Magix.

Alfea, Cloud Tower and Lymphea College are founded. There were already other schools being founded in each pleant, but these have the approval of the Council.

The connection of the Earth/Terra with the rest of the planets is cut abruptly JUST WHEN ALL THE AGREEMENTS WERE FINISHED AND after they played a significant role in the Peace Negotiations.

The Three Witches disappear. Along Darkar. They actually go to Omega and whatever Darkar teach the Three Witches, is such that the planet has been claiming the magic of the visitors to try sustain itself ever since.

MODERN AGE - NEW TIMES

The Major Earth Fairies (Morgana, Diana, Nebula, Sibylla, Aurora, Tinkerbell, Eldora) are teenagers right now.

Overlapping with the Peace Accords, the Wizards of the Black Circle (a minor section of Terra magic user who went their own way). They begin to hunt the fairies as soon as said fairies begin their formation (which is when the wings are solid) and tear them off. This forces all the fairies on Earth to back down and all the negative magic users to hide for not wanting to join them. The Earth soon forgets about magic. The Earth, with the ley lines cut (because in its crossways, now closed, are the last refuges of the fairies, this includes Neverland, El Dorado and Tir Nan Og among others ) it got stuck, lost its quality, and the terrans, quantity of life. But it never got to the Omega level, because, well, something there. The only way the fairies had to get out were the ones able to cast White Circles, only half of the Major Fairies on Terra are capable of doing them, and usually the visits did not turn out well or did not like what they saw outside and the Wizards were destroying them very time they could.

Acrypta keep missing to THE ETHEREALS SIGHT, still searching his kids. ALSO Laufey, whether they are together or not, no one knows, but the Council take for granted that they are in the Golden Kingom, and no one there is going to deny that. Because, while the Elders don't hate the Council, they don't endorse it either. Council of Elders against the Universe.

The Three Witches visit for first time Domino. Tharma and/or Liliss tricked the King of Domino and tried got part of his Dragon Flame - but they couldn't store it all because of how the Blessing works- This visit will become a recurring and increasingly destructive thing, something personal.

Lord Darkar dirty kills Carabossa before he reaches the Three Witches... I... I just tried to redeem the The Ancestresses... NO. Not on my guard... well maybe, they are CRAZY. But he is the first Wizard and kinda blessed by ethereals too. The guy respects that. If Ninfea, bonded pixie to Carabossa didn't die then was by Ethereals dis-grace, I mentioned before. But two ethereal-blessed dudes could "cancel" the other blessings (in Carabossa not the typical blessing but Golden Kingdom inmortal membership blessing)

Almost all people from the Company of Light has born and started or almost finished school at this point. Faragonda switches from Witch to Fairy, Kalshara things happens,

Marion borns and receives the Dragon Flame from her father.

Valtor is “born”. Physically his appearance is a carbon copy to Carabossa, but sadly not my adorkable one and composed of the flesh and blood of the three sisters, Carabossa and the King of Domino Ninfea and Carabossa's pixie tie influences the birth of Valtor (I'll leave it there). AND HE FUCKING ACTUALLY GETS THE DRAGON’S BLESSING. Twisted universe and Ethereal Dark Sense of Humour.

Valtor is sent to mingle with the people to conquer the planets "by wordiness" and get allies, while the witches try “by force”. Griffin joins Valtor, not the Ancestresses. Daphne and Politea borns sometime around here.

The Lord of the Templars Gareth seal Darkar back in Omega BEFORE the destruction of Domino hoping that the fact that according to their latest reports the Ancestresses have abandoned it and the planet now absorbs magic will keep him locked up. It begins to be used as a prison in general. Also he sends Darkar to Omega because their current Boundless Oblivion Keeper, Mandragora had switched sides and he preferred to finish ensuring that everything was in order and check any what she could have done.

With an unexpected, but welcome freedom, the Ancestresses become more agressive and forces Valtor’s political hand. All politics in vain but for all this policy and such is that in season 3 Valtor moves so fast in the theft of spells between planets.

Griffin lefts Valtor, the Company of Light is officially founded. YAY!!! -F*CKING FINALLY. They had suspicions against Valtor until then.

Bloom (named Ariadne in Domino) and the main cast and others around their ages are born.

With Valtor as the most obvious and localized target, they easily send him to Omega and one less problem.

Politea betrays Daphne.

Roxy is born with Morgana visit to Terra. She stays with her family for a bit.

The Ancestresses attack Domino in retaliation knowing that "his daughter" had a lot to do with this. No, not because he was their son, but because he was their toy. The witches first attempted to attack Domino across the Infinite Ocean, so only Daphne was able to defend it. Quickly changing the scene, they attacked her sister and and even faster than them she jumped to protect her, then Daphne transferred the Dragon's Flame to Bloom, a moment that they took advantage of to defeat but actually not kill her (because having a fairy who had obtained the Nymphix could be useful later to dissect).

All this time it served to reunite the Company of Light who totally went with the intention of -kill- seal them in Boundless Oblivion since they are not as nice as The Templar Leader (specially with Oritel and Marion leading and their missing daughters), and there are many so they can actually do the spell quickly (Gareth went one on one with Darkar, go Gareth!!) But the witches did not leave without a fight and all Domino went with them to Oblivion.

PRE-SERIES

Faragonda becomes Headmistress.

Morgana witnesses Bloom's arrival on Earth and gives a super-ultra-mega-fast advice to Mike and Vanessa. She didn't even get a chance to properly introduce Roxy and Bloom or learn Bloom's name.

Sadly, Bloom arrival also triggers the one of the Wizards of the Black Circle. To the trash the years Morgana spent being careful! So, placing on both girls a little glamour that would prevent their still-developing magic from being detected she had to put on a great little performance to make the Wizards thinks she was the only magic user there, and returned to her Kingdom.

Said spell in the future would prevent Eldora from detecting Bloom's magic.

#rewinxing timeline #winx #winx club #rewinxing #timeline #rambling about winx #winx timeline #worldbuilding

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