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I posted this on Twitter and people seemed to like it, so I'm sharing it here too
OG idea from: https://x.com/i/status/2071963117786136960
I love this AU
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how i be feelin the last 5 years
Has anyone saved the Shadow's cryo pod Livestream or at least part of it? I missed it and I thought it was a cool idea and it would be a shame for it to be lost
I finally had a chance to scan this set of letters written by Okita Soji. These are reprints published alongside a small booklet with transcripts and information, not originals, but they are absolutely enormous and needed to be scanned in sections, which is why I've been putting it off.
The bottom image is Soji's New Year's card to Kojima Shikanosuke, using his absolutely neatest possible handwriting. That's quite a contrast to Soji's normal handwriting seen in the two letters above it, both of which were written to Sato Hikogoro. The long letter in the center is the one where he talks about Sannan's death.
If you want larger versions of the letters, or scans of the booklet, they're in my Dropbox.
This all looks like a bunch of squiggles to me... Is this what what foreigners see when then look at English handwriting?
It took me a while, but I was finally able to see Okita signing his name on this. It's so difficult to make out because of the missing/compressed strokes.
This is beautiful and I love it and thank you so much for posting it! I love it! I find it fascinating that he goes from a heavy hand to such a fine, thin line for a line or two before going back.
Yeah here's his name on all three for normal people whose first kanji they learned weren't ć˛ç°çˇĺ¸ lol
In all fairness, if I didn't know whose signature that is, I probably wouldn't be able to decipher it either. đ
Does anyone know how to buy the new Scaramouche / Wanderer merch from Europe??? I don't know any Chinese and I have never order anything from asian stores
Love, Death, and Curses - Toge Inumaki
word count: 6k warnings: swearing, gore, stabbing summary: near death experiences make people confess the funniest things ___
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Crowley pining for and finally confessing his love for Angel!Reader
Iâd love some headcanons of him confessing his love to Angel!Reader that heâs loved for centuries? Perhaps in modern times (21st century)
This idiot has been pining for you since the moment he set eyes on you.
You were an angel, an ethereal figure of divine love and everything that was good in the world and Crowley fell for you the moment he saw you.
You met at Eden. You were sent to earth with Aziraphale to guard the gates of the garden.
Upon your first meeting, you werenât aware you were speaking to a demon.
Youâd been wandering through the garden when you came across a mesmerizing snake coiled up in a tree.
âWhy arenât you a beautiful creature.â Your voice was soft as honey and your tone was slightly amused. Youâd approached the rather intimidating looking reptile with absolutely no fear or hesitation, even extending your hand for the snake to inspect.
âSuch lovely eyes,â youâd commented. âAnd your scales, the colour is magnificent!â
You had admired the snake as if it were artwork, perfectly crafted by your Motherâs hand.
Now, itâs physically impossible for a snake to blush, or show any emotion or expression at all really, but Crowley came very close that day.
When you met again atop the walls of Eden with Aziraphale and realised Crowley was, in fact, the snake youâd been doting over, you were embarrassed, to say the least.
But Crowley found it incredibly endearing.
From that point on your paths crossed multiple times throughout history.
And every time he saw you, Crowleyâs feelings for you only doubled.
Of course, Crowley called Aziraphale âangelâ. But you were different. You were his angel.
And it was something he shamelessly slipped into conversation.
âCrowley, would you mind handing me that?â
âOf course, my angel.â
He told himself that he was going to tell you how he felt, but every single time he saw you and that wretched unfamiliar warmth filled his stomach heâd put it off for another century.
You were a little more âdevil may careâ than Aziraphale, and that was something that had gotten you into trouble with Heaven on more than one occasion.
It was a miracle you hadnât fallen.
It was also something that immediately drew Crowley to you.
You and Crowley shared an odd dynamic. You both playfully bantered with each other which was something neither of you were use to. In Hell, anything said between two demons was malicious and rude and in Heaven, anything outside of complete obedience was classed as treason.
So for the both of you to have found someone that you could so easily slip into a comfortable conversation with was a miracle in itself.
You only ever fought with Crowley on one occasion, after which Crowley took a century-long nap to sulk to himself.
He always tried so hard to play it cool around you, but the moment you complimented or even smiled at him, he turned into a blushing mess.
Crowley is so touch starved. Hell isnât exactly the most affectionate of places and Crowley canât recall that last time he was touched in a genuinely loving manner.
Thatâs probably why you had such an impact on him. Heaven wasnât exactly winning any awards in most comforting workplace either, but you didnât hold back in expressing yourself.
Which meant hugs and simple feather-light touches was a common occurrence around you, something Crowley adored despite how hard he tried to hate it.
You were different from the other angels.
You were compassionate, kindhearted, rebellious and fascinated with humanity.
You loved everyone unless theyâd given you a reason not to.
Which is one of the many reasons Crowley was drawn to you so much.
Aside from complete adoration, Crowley also felt the unfaltering need to protect you.
He suffered at the hands of Heaven due to his individuality and it would pain him beyond belief to see the same thing happen to you.
Itâs also worth mentioning that you and Crowley were Shakespeareâs inspiration for Romeo and Juliet.
Crowley may have rambled on about how there was an âangelâ he had fallen for but that he could never truly be with as both your âfamiliesâ despised each other. And Shakespeare ran with that.
Actually, thereâs a lot of love poems, plays and songs throughout history inspired by Crowley getting a little tipsy and ranting to artists about his love for you.
You donât know this, of course.
Throughout history, you and Crowley took part in multiple activities that to anyone else would be considered romantic, but to the both of you it was simply âkeeping up your human appearance.â
Ballroom dancing in lavish halls in the 1800s, visiting the Colosseum in ancient Rome, (neither of you were overly fond of that one), and even boarding a certain ship in the early 1910s together (but letâs just say that voyage was cut short.)
Truth be told, Crowley wanted to tell you how he felt, he really did.
Heâd been dancing around his feelings and pining for you for well over 6,000 years.
But his fear of rejection had him biting his tongue.
You were an angel. One of the most perfect and ethereal creations on earth. Love basically emitted from your being. Crowley, on the other hand, was a demon. The lowest of the low. Even in Hell, he wasnât liked and this is Hell we are talking about.
If the fear of what Heaven and Hell would do to him, or more specifically you, if they found out wasnât enough, there was also the impending fear that you didnât feel the same way.
However, Crowleyâs 6,000 years of denial came to an end in 1945, just as the second world war was coming to a close.
Whilst the other angels turned a blind eye to the suffering the war had caused, you had not. Not only had you enlisted in the war yourself in an effort to help end the fighting, but you had also helped those that had been wounded, lost loved ones or had their lives uprooted by the conflict.
That was when Crowley realised he was completely, utterly and unapologetically in love with you.
So as the 21st century rolled around, it had reached the point where Crowley felt he would spontaneously combust if he kept these feelings hidden any longer.
So, he told the one person heâd known just as long as heâd known you.
He told Aziraphale.
And regretted it almost immediately afterwards.
Aziraphale was ecstatic.
This poor angel had been watching you two mutually pine for each other for centuries. He was the one that had been caught in the middle of all the glances and hidden smiles and he swore if you two didnât confess soon he was going to smite himself.
So hearing that Crowley was finally going to do something had Aziraphale practically bouncing off the walls in excitement.
It physically pained the angel not to tell you. But he knew it was Crowleyâs place to do that, not his.
So, Crowley finally formed a plan.
He invited you over to his flat for some drinks, (which wasnât an uncommon occurrence between the two of you.)
And after some liquid courage, Crowley finally gathered his nerves and brought up the subject.
He was a nervous wreck. His sentences were completely incoherent as he fumbled to find the words heâd practiced so many times.
He reached up to fiddle with his glasses as a distraction.
He froze up when you gingerly reached across from where you were sitting and pulled his glasses away, setting them on the table and revealing his serpent-like eyes.
âI told you,â youâd smiled. âYou donât have to wear these around me.â
Crowley completely melted.
He didnât exactly confess as much as he hopelessly ranted about how heâd been wanting to tell you this for centuries but you were an angel and he was a demon and even putting heaven and hell aside, he knew you could never feel the same way-
You were pretty sure that Crowley would have rambled his way into the next decade had you not cut him off with a well-timed kiss.
Crowley completely froze up when your lips met, his mind short-circuiting like a 50s TV.
He may have gotten so flustered that his wings involuntarily appeared. You unfolded your own so that he didnât feel as vulnerable and exposed.
You pulled away and watched as Crowleyâs eyebrows creased in confusion.
âI love you,â was your explanation.
The words sounded foreign and sudden as they passed your lips, but in hindsight, they were a few millennium overdue.
Crowley hesitated. âYou love everyone, angel.â
You smiled again and pulled Crowley closer, his eyes sliding shut as your fingers toyed with the hair at the nape of his neck.
âNot like I love you.â
Gathering his courage, he pulled you to him in another searing kiss.
He kissed you again and again and again until you were both practically senseless.
A devilish smirk tugged at Crowleyâs lips.
âYou have no idea how long Iâve wanted to do that.â
You smiled, warm, happy and content. âIâm sure I could make an educated guess,â you humoured.Â
âGive or take 6,000 years.â
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Where is the No Guns Life fandom???? I have found 5 fics and 3 fanarts.
Seriously
WHERE ARE YOU???
Hahaaaa, I realized I haved posted anything in a few weeks so here's my redub Joshu and Josuke 8's Team attack in Eyes of Heaven!
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10 of Pentz came thruuu
Omg this actually works!!! Thank you 10 of Pentacles!!!
I could seriously use this money right nowâŚ.
Please give me my refund of 400$ soonâŚ
I feel obligated to reblog this every time it shows up in my dash
No bragging, just 100% floored and grateful. Work hard, maintain a positive attitude, and believe that anything can happen.
So I reblogged this exactly a week ago because I thought it was funny and uh lo and behold, a family friend wrote me a big olâ check just to help me out of a tough financial spot AND my bank refunded me $32 for fees theyâd originally taken out. SO UH YEAH. Reblogging this again in hopes that it brings equally good fortune to my followers.
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letâs do it like they do it on the history channel | Professor!Jonathan Joestar x Fem!Reader
Itâs finally done! Thanks to @darkpinkandbizarre for beta reading <3
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Tags: Teacher-Student Relationship, Intercrural Sex, Oral Sex, Frottage, Size Difference
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This is sooooo good. Thanks for giving me my dose of Good Boi Best Boi Jonathan
this is the money Mob, reblog this and unexpected bonus from your stingy boss will come your way!