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enforceryuta · 1 month
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Yuta had finally settled into his role as the Enforcer and after doing his early morning run through the Undercroft to make sure that everything was status quo. After breaking up a small fight between two of slaves who were having a disagreement and bringing one of them up to the castle doctor to get stitched up. He decided to swing by the castle gym to get in a quick training session, he had been so focused on his job that he hadn't taken a moment for himself and this was the perfect opportunity to maintain his skills.
After testing out the sparring swords and finding one that had a decent weight to it, Yuta stepped into the sparring ring to get some sparring in with the staff. After spending over an hour sparring with whoever was willing to step in the ring with the Enforcer, Yuta finished off his workout using the punching bag.
As he was unwrapping his hand wraps, he felt a pair of eyes on him and he smiled. "Did you enjoy the show?" He asked them, not even bothering to look to see who exactly was staring at him but he hoped that it wasn't a councilman. He didn't want to spoil what was so far, a promising day.
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@krovscastlestarters
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gmanwhore · 3 months
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*Looks over your shoulder* You should make them a girl
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caesxr · 3 months
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may his pussy haunt the narrative forever
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A Dance.
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I took your hand when you offered it to me. You were quite the stubborn one indeed from the very start, nitpicking at everything stirring silly little fights. Maybe that's why, I was stunned, when you offered me your hand with such... elegance and a tad bit of gentleness to it. So I took it in that state of shock. I suppose I wasn't the only one shocked, when I saw a glimmer of astonishment in your crystal clear eyes when I took your hand. You led me to centre of the ballroom floor, as you placed your hand on my waist and mine on your shoulder. It was a simple dance to say the least. A waltz, not too complicated nor fancy, and yet I felt like time around us froze as we danced. Not even the music, which could break all walls, could reach my ears. You took the lead, not that I complained much, you led me through the dance, and all done with that genuine, small smile on your face as you looked at me. Yet that small smile was like flowers blooming on the coldest mountains, quite stubborn to live through it all and still shine, just like you. It was like the cold chill accompanied by with beautiful sunrise, or like the waves which sung praises for the sunset as the magnitude of colours danced around it. It was nice. Even though, I was usually met with smug smirks and silly little pokes, the smile in your eyes was something truly mesmerising to me. Maybe that's why I smiled, a silly little smile to match your small smile, as we danced in a loop of twirls that seemed to stretch into time itself. It made little sense, on why I accepted your hand, probably it never will. But I like dancing with you. So please, don't let this small, precious moment of mine stop, and let us continue such a dance for as long as eternity takes us.
- R.✧✦✧
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I’d give anything to see Mangle in the FNAF 2 movie
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Danny lands at the feet of his cloning template, and in a desperate bid to not get murdered by said template, he gave a wry smile before saying, "HI, dad." He then used the moment of stunned silence to escape.
A week later, he regrets his decision as he walks down the stairs to find his template in his living room, interrogating his tied up parents.
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beybuniki · 4 months
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columboscreens · 1 year
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attleboy · 5 months
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pomni being completely unable to cook is quite frankly, fucking hilarious and i hope we get to see it acknowledged
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fourteenfifteen · 1 year
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everybody’s always so worried about short kings getting carried off by predatory birds i’ll have you know the birds are Not planning to eat them and i know Several men under 5’6” who have had full and happy lives after having been raised in a nest
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skeptical-saniwa · 29 days
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Neuvillette’s smile will blind me to oblivion
OK one last post rq because I forgot to say I love this guy too
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renthony · 3 months
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People use the phrase "rent-lowering gunshots" all the time, but I just heard yet another gunshot, which happens in our neighborhood about once every two weeks, and my rent is still through the goddamn roof. The fuck.
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fluffyartbl0g · 8 months
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Everytime I go into the Zosopp tag, I just see people SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING about the lack of posts IN the Zosopp tag. THE ZOSOPP ECONOMY IS IN SHAMBLES
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You’re my favorite blog with an amazing costume and stellar art, so I hope to bestow upon you the small pleasure of asking you:
Trick or treat?
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Thank you very much! I'm incredibly honoured to be your favourite blog! I know this is late but please accept this treat, happy belated Halloween!
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lovealwayssay · 1 day
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I would pay an ungodly amount of money for a Supernatural finale where Dean rescues Cas from the Empty and tells him he loves him too, Eileen comes back to be with Sam, and Jack chooses to live with the four of them in the bunker as a happy family.
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Halloween prompts year 2 day 10
Danny groaned, blearily raising his head from the nest of blankets and pillows he had made in his apartment. He had smelled something strange.
Something strong enough to wake him from his sleep. Danny got up and stumbled to the front door, cursing his luck for getting a fever so soon into his interdimentional road trip.
Peering out of his open doorway he saw a little kid shivering in the cold, badly hidden behind two trash cans in the mouth of an alley. Danny didn't think twice. In fact he didn't think at all. It wasn't uncommon for an Omega to smell a child who didn't have the scent of another Omega on them and immediately claim that child as thier own, and seeing as his home dimension had exclusively Omegas...let's just say there's a lot of drama in family court and a lot of laws pertaining to this.
So of course the next thing Danny knows is that the kid was bundled up inside his very soft and comfy makeshift nest before Danny passed out.
For the next week Danny had this mysterious fever and he acted like a parent on autopilot, barely conscious as he instinctually cared for the little boy. He made them food and cut them up into tiny bits to feed his baby and if it was handfoods like pizza rolls or sandwich triangles, Danny would hold him in his arms and rock his back and forth, humming softly as his child ate.
Eventually his heat ended (note that omegas from his world don't have heats, they don't have alphas and so they don't even know what a heat is) and Danny was very surprised he has a child in his house. But he and the baby are very emotionally attached to one another. When Danny asked what the little kids name was (and man this kid was little) the kid stared at him in the way little kids do before muttering the world "Clone" followed by what sounded suspiciously like a serial number.
Danny decided, nah. His kid now. Sucks to be the bioparent cause Danny doesn't wanna share.
Somewhere in the city, the bats were freaking out. They had raided a lab and discovered not only had one of them been cloned, but the clone had escaped and no one knew where it was. Cue panicked parental frenzy.
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