#But that's no excuse for some of his behaviour

[danmei-confessions]

i cannot understand most ppl who like bingjiu (luo binghe x shen jiu).

theoretically, i can understand the appeal of them as toxic yaoi even if it doesn't appeal to me personally - adult bingge having a twistex psychosexual fixation on this figure of loathing from his childhood, yeah i understand - the ppl who i dont get are the ones who try to turn it into something sweepingly romantic like bingqiu. sy and sj are different characters. having binghe act a different way in a fic in order to stop original sqq hurting him is gross victim-blamey narratively, but it also just doesn't make sense to me; binghe is not important to shen jiu except as an object of envy and resentment for his seeming inability to fail in his cultivation despite everything. the one who needs to change his behaviour to start the healing and break the cycle for shen jiu is yue qi, not binghe. yue qi is the one who sj thought loved and cared for him when they were both at their lowest, only to believe later it wasn’t true because yqy refused to reveal that he was impulsive and failed him. by now he has given in to and is set in the deepdown belief that the entire rest of the world has beaten into him, that he is an unlovable monster hiding himself behind silk robes and fans - some extraneous prodigy disciple (who he only took in to ruin, to pay him back for getting the opportunity shen jiu didn't, to try and prove to himself that anyone would fall low when under a master with malicious intent) admiring that facade wouldn't matter to him.

and binghe didn't stay a 'white lotus' as a disciple the whole way through his disciplehood, indeed i think a big sum of that appearance was fawning behaviour to try and regain his master's favour, that slowly became the cover for more and more resentment in pidw proper. it was only after literally taking a hit of qi-crippling poison for him that shen qingqiu really managed to fully win binghe over in canon and make the wary hope of his master's attitude change into sincere total care for the man as a figure of love in his life. the original sqq would never have done such a thing, and binghe would never have grown to care enough for the resentful teacher trying to kill him to be willing to look past his abuse and excuse it because of a sob story.

i guess it's just another case of ppl using the characters as dolls to smoosh together rather than trying to base it at least somewhat on canon. i just usually see that in fandoms where the source text is really quite bad so it's only good as a toybox to take characters from. sv is rly good, the pathos for the characters laid out and indirectly implied in the novels and the extras is so compelling, and i can't understand not prefering to try to explore that rather than just making shen jiu into an entirely agencyless meowmeow rather than a man who is willing to choose to be seen as evil and act cruelly, over being without choice and weak and vulnerable (even in the end, he chooses to let himself be imprisoned, chooses to self-destruct before letting someone else force it on him), and bingge isn't just a mindless dog desperate for love /no matter what/. the world - and shen jiu - crushed his childish hope for a peaceful domestic life, now he will crush them and force them to kneel before him in turn (or try to in shen jiu's case). they have parallel issues because it's a self-reproducing cycle violence of ppl being crushed down and having nobody recognise what care they needed and be willing to give it to them.

i suppose it boils down to the fact that other often crack-ily cutesified fanon couples - take gongzhi, or jiuyuan - don't have nearly so complex, so rich a relationship in canon that is such a total antithesis to that treatment. at the end of the day of course i'm not gonna go near these ppls fics, fanarts and ruin their spaces because this is a discussion of fiction not a battlefield, i'm just stating an opinion based on the actual text (which i admittedly adore) and my interpretation of it as of my most recent reread

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[theallianceofcelestials]

Hello again, I have another question!: Does SEA!Eclipse have a music box, and can you put a name to or describe whatever or how many physical, psychological, or other conditions/disabilities he and those in his family may or may not have? Oh, and their pronouns please, if it hasn't already been said?

Hi! I'll answer to the best of my ability, but to be honest I'm don't know how well I'll do so with your second question

So first question, Eclipse doesn't have a music box, he mainly put kids to sleep during naptime by exhausting them during playtime and reading them stories. But he does know a couple lullabies, so he can sing

To your second and thus most complicated one, I'll be honest and just say I don't know all of them. So I'll just say the intentional ones and put a bit of a disclaimer up because I'm not a professional on these things, so take what I say with a grain of salt

The entire family is made of entirely co-dependent people, which is a rather unhealhty thing.

Eclipse has depressive disorder, though he'd be fine for the most part if he didn't have all his trauma. He also has PTSD and internalised a bunch of unhealthy things during his time in the daycare

Sun has his typical cleaning OCD and anxiety, and he's fine for the most part. I guess he's the weirdest in the family because he doesn't have the heightened predatory instincts all that much, which I guess counts as a condition in this case

Moon has his anger issues and he's touch averse. He also has troubles sorting through his own emotions and doesn't always pick up on the emotions of others. He also suffers from self-hatred

Killcode is the first one to have a physical condition, and even that's only because of his sheer size. On one end, most buildings aren't made for him so he doubles over a lot, which makes his back hurt. Combine that with gravity, and he's almost constantly suffering from back pains to just minor aches. So I guess he has gigantism. He also has anger issues, though he's a bit more emotionally intelligent than his eldest brother and knows how to work on it

Bloodmoon is an interesting case that I don't know how to properly describe. They're technically conjoined twins, though their nanomachine body allows them to separate. They're also the biggest mess mentally, because they're two people in one. They have many antisocial behaviours, seeing as they eat humans, however different species prey on each other all the time so I'm not even sure that counts. They're quick to anger but they're also two people so a bit of heightened emotions can be excused I think. They're pretty self-depraciating though

Lunar has dwarfism and he's rather forgetful. He has the old Lunar colour blindness thing where he mostly only detects blue and glowing things, though that might just be because old Lunar mixed up colours. Or he has dyschromatopsia, a term which I came across when I tried translating my language's word for mixing up colours

Solar Flare I don't think has anything for the most part, though it is somewhat selectively mute, and it has some minor body dysphoria because it can't properly emote

I don't know if this is good enough, but this is the best I can think of right now. But I do think it's better to go through my stories and try analysing them from an outside perspective because I didn't plan for most of the things in SEA, so some things might be there that I just don't see or don't know

But now onto the easy part, the pronouns:

Eclipse: he/him

Killcode: he/him

Solar Flare: it/they/he, though it's fine with anything so long as it's not feminine

Bloodmoon: they/them because Bloodmoon is a collective entity, but Bloody and Rusty both use he/him

Lunar: he/him mostly, though he also goes by they/them sometimes

Sun: he/him

Moon: while Eclipse mostly uses he/him for him, Moon doesn't care at all. His pronouns are everyone else's problem, not his

[unluckywisher]

- What Is This Feeling? -

A Zayne x Carter smut fic

Content: OOC(?) dom!Zayne, slutty bratsub!Carter, toxic because it's Carter, argument to making out to start of hate sex, use of mild force (against Carter) but that's exactly what he wants, this is unfinished.

A/N: I don't know what I'm doing either. I can't bring myself to finish this so you've been warned about the edging. Word count: ~1.3k

If there was a thing about Carter that was certain, it was his stubbornness. Not only in scientific research, but also when it came to convince a certain Doctor to join his experiments.

It was strange, how he felt about Zayne. Not jealousy, no, after all, he was also an accomplished doctor. Hate. Hate was probably the word.

He made his way to Zayne with confident steps, arrogant smile unwavering. He had convinced him to meet up at his office at Akso with the excuse that he wanted to apologize for his behaviour, and return some stolen borrowed documents.

Zayne was sitting at his desk. Without sparing a glance at Carter, and still typing on his computer, he was the first to speak.

“The documents.”

There was that coldness that always managed to creep up Carter’s spine. Hate. He retrieved them from the folder he was carrying and placed them on the desk.

“Did you think I was lying when I said I would bring them?” He chuckled and casually sat on the opposite chair.

“No, but the sooner I retrieved them from you, the better,” his words practically bit, fully intending to express just how little Zayne wanted to be in his presence. Hate.

He stopped typing and took the documents, putting them away in a drawer. His eyes landed on Carter for the first time since he had arrived, sharp and blaming. The aforementioned tried his best to maintain eye contact.

“You have my most sincere apologies. I didn’t think you’d mind that much.”

“You didn’t think I’d mind you taking my patients’ files?” He raised an eyebrow. Hate.

“We’re both professionals. The information would remain confidential.” He shrugged.

“Right, of course, and that somehow makes it completely fine.” Shut up. Hate.

“Do you understand what’s at stake? That information could be saving lives right now. We could be saving lives right now together.”

Carter got more and more riled up as he spoke, rising to his feet and leaning on the desk with his palms.

“What you’re doing isn’t saving anyone, you-” Shut up.

“Yet! Isn’t saving anyone yet. But it could be, if you just-”

Zayne stood up as well, fists banging against his desk. He leaned forward with furrowed brows.

“No. No,” Zayne’s minty breath caressed his face, “you’re killing people. Treating them like a means to an end.”

Carter’s eyes flicked to his lips for a split second. Hate. Hate. Hate. Shut him up. Shut him up. Shut him up.

His lips crashed against Zayne’s in what could only be considered the weirdest powerplay in history. He didn’t have time to close his eyes or move his mouth, because the cardiologist immediately stepped back, the desk between them impeding Carter from following after him.

“...What?” Zayne stared at him dumbfounded.

Indeed. What. His mind was going a mile a minute, trying to accept that yes, he had just done that, and worse, he was disappointed that it had ended so abruptly. His face was warm.

“What?” He echoed Zayne’s question.

“What was that for?”

“You were talking too much and not listening to me.”

“And so, you decided to kiss me?”

Both men stood still, the office too big yet the space between them too suffocatingly small. Carter’s eyes glued to Zayne’s lips, silently asking for more, weren’t helping.

“You need to leave,” Zayne spoke first, walking around the desk to lead him out, but he got pulled back by his arm.

“Make me,” Carter said with a defiant expression.

He didn’t know what was going through Zayne’s head, but he imagined it was more or less the same as his own thoughts - Hatred and contempt, and a wish to make him stop, whatever that entailed.

Carter got pushed back against the wall, sharp gaze pinning him to the spot, cold hands on the collar of his shirt. Unusually aggressive for Zayne. It made Carter that much more riled up, that he was the only one who would ever see this side of him.

“Do you hate me?” He asked with a smaller voice than he intended.

“I do not think of you in any way,” replied Zayne, though they both knew it wasn’t completely true, “stop being like… This, and just leave.”

Carter wasn’t listening, lost in the way Zayne’s lips moved when he talked, the teeth peeking out from the flesh, his tongue-

“Like I said, make me. If you don’t want to hear me out, force me to-” his words cut off by the sudden kiss, this time initiated by Zayne.

Yes. Yes. He felt the same. Shut up. Hate. Shut up. Hate. Shut up. Hate.

Carter closed his eyes, smirking as he kissed him back, his hands on Zayne’s wrists. He was still pushing him up against the wall, clutching his collar. If he was a little more careless, he might have choked Carter, but he wasn’t that far gone.

Zayne pulled back with an angered huff, only getting angrier at Carter’s cocky expression. He wanted so badly to wipe his smug smirk off his face.

A single sliver of ice darted out of his hand and landed on the office door, freezing it shut. Carter’s eyes widened with both fear and excitement.

“What are you doing?”

“You wanted to stay, so stay,” he said with a challenging tone.

Just like that, Carter pulled him into another kiss, fueled by rage, and frustration, and hatred, and, and, and-

Fuck.

He opened his mouth to give Zayne full access, welcoming his tongue hungrily, sucking on it the way he wanted to suck him off, only stopping to nip at his lips.

Carter’s hands found Zayne’s belt faster than he would like to admit. He unbuckled it messily, anticipation making his chest burn. Hands bigger than his slammed against the wall on each side of his face, and he felt so small, so weak… So hard.

His hand slipped under Zayne’s unbuttoned pants and wrapped around the hard shaft. Oh, he was so big. He wanted it inside of him.

The kiss broke and Zayne looked down with a furrowed brow, then up at him. His glasses had fogged up a bit.

Carter almost whined when he stepped back, hand being removed from Zayne’s cock, but his legs almost turned to jelly when he heard him say;

“Lean over the desk.”

Despite how much he wanted to comply, he instead remained where he was.

“Ooh, who knew Dr. Perfect would have nothing against office sex,” he quipped.

Zayne grabbed his arm and shoved him towards the desk. The force of the action almost made him crash face-down, but he stopped himself with his hands in time. He looked over his shoulder with blown pupils.

Before he could say another witty remark, Zayne reached around Carter’s hips and unbuttoned his pants. His cool palm pressed his erection and made him back up, hips now flush against each other.

Carter opened his mouth but no sound came out, the feeling of both Zayne’s hand and Zayne’s cock on each side of his body was practically melting him. In his heart, he would’ve never guessed it would lead up to this, and yet, he knew it was inevitable.

“Don’t pretend I started this,” said Zayne, taking a step so there would be no space between the desk and them.

“Don’t pretend I’m the only one that wanted it,” retorted Carter.

Ice creeped up his mouth, sealing it shut in an instant. No more quips. His pants and boxers got pulled down, Zayne’s cock resting between his asscheeks.

“Mmm,” he whined, reaching back to touch-

His hands froze against the desk, trapped. It made his dick throb.

Zayne intended to give him exactly what he deserved.

[indentedheartner]

"Daisuke-" He'd been merely annoyed at the rambling over an issue he'd already dismissed, but then the boy moved on, and if the boy had any sense at all he'd have seen rage growing in Ken's face.

It'd been painful the first few times, and it was a tired behaviour now.

"Stop! Stop fucking bringing up my dead loved ones! Is rubbing salt in my wounds really the only thing you can think of to redeem me, you prick!?"

Paildramon took a few steps towards him, but didn't get a chance to speak this time.

"And you! Is the dragon that overpowering!? Is that your excuse this time, for not doing anything for me?!" he growled, sick satisfaction in his stomach at Paildramon's hurt expression. "Did you think expositing your personal failings where Motomiya could hear them would make me forgive you!?"

It was only because XV-mon had half of their body that Paildramon didn't start crying.

"If you like being controlled so much, why don't you stay with Motomiya, huh!?"

This, at least, finally spurs his partner to action.

"N- no!" He shouts. "I only care about you, Ken-chan!"

In frightened honesty, he does not think about how XV-mon or Daisuke might feel about this admission.

"Then get out of that disgusting form. We're leaving."

In the panic of being abandoned, the digimon didn't hesitate to abandon their hard work.

Leafmon, at least, fizzled out some anger in reminding his human that he was just a stupid little animal, no matter how adult-seeming for a fleeting moment.

But not all, and he growls "Hurry up," and without waiting he turns to leave this wretched conversation.

"... I'd suggest going home, but your partner implied something is wrong there so this is why you're like this and why you have been here, causing a whole fuss back home with the police walking around, asking questions, asking peeps from my school since you disappeared AFTER the Soccer match we had against your soccer team..."

"Daisuke..."

"Ok, ok... too much information to give. I got it."

He sighed, "But yeah, we wouldn't mind having you. It's just... your family? They could make things worse for everyone else, maybe they would yell at us, or accuse us of being the real kidnappers and such."

YET, my parents wouldn't mind! But... I think they had enough problems in their lives... With me having a secret from them, apparently?!

"... I'm already lying to them about where I am right now, I'm lying to them about V-mon and the others... They only think Chibimon is a cute plush I got from a friend and likes to carry ir around!"

Paildramon facepalmed.

"I don't want anyone to get in LEGAL trouble, if... If what your digimon is implying is like, awful parents or relatives who could put my parents behind bars and then having Jun and I be forced to live with distant relatives and then I'd never being able to see everyone ever again until I'm older and an adult to go back and--"

"DAISUKE!!"

"But... If something is bothering you... You can tell us. We will find a way to help you out...! Just... don't try to run away from the problems, please? I think... those people who died already wouldn't want to see you suffering or throwing tantrums."

"You need help. And I want to help you, but I need you to want that help, ok?"

Paildramon chuckled, "You're really sounding like a mature person."

"A-and you are sounding like mocking me right now!"

"I'm not. I think... We think you two should help each other. That's why we got this form."

"I dunno how can Ichijouji help me tho, all he does is... Nevermind, he will whack my head if I say anything else."

[amethystina]

Hello ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

I hope you’re doing better, both physically and mentally. I know you’ve been through a lot recently, and I truly hope you’re finding moments of peace and comfort in this difficult time.

I wanted to reach out because I usually connect with your thoughts on The Devil Judge, and I’m curious to see if we align on this perspective as well. I've noticed that many in the fandom view Yohan as being kinder and more selfless than he seems, believing he truly cares about people and their struggles. But from my perspective, it feels different. I think Yohan recognizes others' pains, but it doesn’t necessarily mean he empathizes deeply with them or feels much sympathy.

What do you think?

it’s always a pleasure to hear your thoughts.

May the rest of your day be filled with moments of calm and joy.

Hi there 💜

Unfortunately, I'm not doing the greatest but, well, that's sort of the norm right now? It could be worse, in all honesty. Me and my wife have some friends visiting from our university days, though, which is lovely! But that also means I'm going to be even more absent from here this coming week. Just a head's up.

Anyhow! Since I don't really read fics or metas for The Devil Judge I admit that I don't know what the consensus of the fandom is on any given subject. Except, perhaps, what I can glimpse in comments on my fics or in the asks I receive here on Tumblr. This means that whatever opinions I express are usually my own without influence from anyone else, which makes them very subjective, pretty limited, and, perhaps, not as well-rounded as if I had spent time discussing them with someone else. And I just want everyone to remember that whenever I answer one of these asks.

These are my opinions but I'm not going to claim that I'm right or that my thoughts are the only valid ones. They might, in fact, be spectacularly wrong since I never run them by anyone before I express them.

So, with that out of the way: Yo Han is not a kind man.

That's not to say that he's incapable of compassion or empathy, but his ability to relate to other people is, at the very least, severely stunted. I know that some think that he must have an antisocial personality disorder but, personally, I'm not comfortable diagnosing him with anything. I'm just not qualified to make that kind of assessment.

But what I can say is that he's definitely not a very considerate man.

But, as with all things Yo Han, the subject is a little more complex than that — and stems back to his childhood and past trauma.

To make a long story short, I think that Yo Han is emotionally mature and intelligent enough to recognise right from wrong. I also agree with you that he can see when people are in pain and, in some ways, probably relate to them. But what he actually does with that information depends entirely on who the person is and what scale we're talking about.

Because, as we see in the drama, Yo Han doesn't really care what happens to the people outside of his small, chosen circle. He was clearly shaken when Han So Yoon was kidnapped and K died, for example, but the unidentifiable mass of "the Korean people" doesn't interest him as much. Yo Han is incredibly loyal, yes, and capable of a fierce, all-consuming kind of love, but it's reserved for a selected few.

As for everyone else?

Not his problem.

And while that's pretty uncaring — ruthless, even — I think it's in part because of his childhood. He was so isolated that he can't really relate to people, only made worse by the fact that his mind probably doesn't work like most people's do. So even if he deeply loves someone, his empathy is still a bit patchy. He's used to pushing through pain and heartache and doesn't quite seem to understand that other people aren't — or at least not to the extent that he does it. Yo Han is a master at compartmentalising but doesn't understand that he's an outlier in that.

And so his ability to relate to people and understand their pain is severely limited. Because he's not working with the same variables as everyone else. Something that will barely faze him is enough to completely break someone else and despite being so clever, I don't think he understands that.

And it's even worse when you look at it on a wider scale. He's even less sympathetic when it's people he doesn't know personally and, quite frankly, I don't think he wants to care about nameless strangers. Yo Han protects and sympathises with the people closest to him — the ones he can see and touch and feel — but he doesn't waste emotional or mental bandwidth on everyone else. In some ways, he might not be capable of that. Because, again, the isolation he was put through as a child probably left quite a lot of scars and made him unable to connect with people in a healthy way.

He's not like Ga On, who genuinely cares about the fate of the common man and their country as a whole. I think that Yo Han sees the suffering and clearly doesn't mind doing a kind act here and there when he gets the opportunity — like donating the prison warden's money — but I still wouldn't call him a kind or a considerate man. He can be but also chooses not to be more often than not.

It doesn't come instinctively to him the way it does for Ga On.

Again, that's not to say that Yo Han doesn't know how to be kind — of course he does — but I don't think he views it the same way most people do. It's almost as if he thinks that kindness is a finite resource and therefore hesitates to waste it on people he doesn't care about on a personal level.

So no, I don't think he genuinely cares about other people's struggles and pain to the degree most people do. But it's not necessarily because he's evil or anything like that, but rather because he's so guarded. I've touched on it a couple of times in Who Holds the Devil, but I think that Yo Han is very cautious to reveal what he wants or admit when he cares about someone, simply because he's afraid of having it taken away or losing the person in question.

And if he were to care about every suffering citizen in South Korea the way Ga On does? I don't think Yo Han could handle that. I think he's shielding himself from that kind of commitment out of sheer self-preservation because every time he cares about someone, he leaves himself vulnerable for heartbreak. And he's not really equipped to deal with that heartbreak should it happen (again: emotionally stunted and childhood trauma)

In some ways, I think Yo Han is too scared to fully care about other people and, even when he does, he's always bracing himself for what he thinks is the inevitable pain of losing them.

But he does want to connect with people. Which means that he can probably learn to be more considerate of people he doesn't love on a personal level, but, again, I'm not sure if he wants to. At least not during the drama or even shortly after it. I think Yo Han is perfectly fine with being the way he is. He doesn't want to be a hero and has no interest in philanthropy — aside from how it might boost his reputation or, alternatively, punish those he thinks are behaving badly (like the prison warden).

But a couple of years down the line if he and Ga On are a couple? I think that Ga On could wear him down enough that Yo Han regularly donates to good causes and such. But Yo Han would do it more because he wants to indulge Ga On than out of any feeling of responsibility of his own. Because, when it comes down to it, I think Yo Han doesn't have any love and devotion to spare for the people outside his immediate circle. Taking care of them is difficult enough what with his upbringing and struggles to understand relationships.

Just like Yo Han says in the drama: I don't care if humanity falls as long as I have you two.

That's what he cares about most and even if he's capable of kindness and compassion, he saves it for the people he thinks matter. But even then I don't think he can empathise as deeply as most people would. Because he just doesn't understand that not everyone has his ability to compartmentalise and briskly deal with their emotions and trauma. I suspect that he thinks that Ga On is a bit too emotional a lot of the time. And even if Yo Han loves Ga On with every fibre of his being, he also thinks that Ga On's inability to control his emotions is both impractical and annoying — maybe even silly. Because Yo Han just doesn't get it.

He can't put himself in Ga On's shoes or understand that some people are just more emotional and need more frequent outlets for said emotions.

So yeah. I don't think that Yo Han is a particularly compassionate or considerate person, and he struggles to fully understand the people he loves, too. It's easier for him to be kind to them, at least, but he can't really empathise with them, either. But I would argue that it's not really his fault so much as a result of his childhood, all the trauma, and how he is a person. And it doesn't mean he's incapable of love or taking care of people — he's just very selective and, sometimes, he'll stumble because he doesn't understand what the fuck is going on x'D

In short: He's a disaster, your honour.

[aleksanderscult]

Majority of the fandom likes Zoya over Alina and I don't know why.

Nikolai's duology has certainly made her popular. Most people nowadays love bitchy characters with a tragic past and a happy ending so Zoya ticks their boxes.

📝 She can turn into a dragon and has so many new cool powers so she's a badass.

📝 She is a bitch but she has a "good" reason to be.

📝 She has fallen in love with Nikolai (another popular character).

📝 She has a tear-jerking past (which is always endearing)

In a summary, fandoms and media never change, dear anon.

[afurtivecake]

It's easy to get the impression that Tetsuji never cared enough to rein in Riko's behaviour and temper but I think it's the opposite. I think Riko grew up constantly being told stuff like, "You have to learn to control your temper" and, "Is that any way to behave?" by Tetsuji. I think Tetsuji would have even disciplined him harshly every time he was caught acting out of anger. But all that is coming from Tetsuji - the man who would beat a kid if they displeased him in any way. How can you ever really take to heart the words of someone who demonstrates the exact opposite of what they preach? How are you supposed to not learn that the real lesson is, "Become the one who has all the power over everyone else and you will never have to suffer criticism for how you behave ever again."

[freakinator]

vagueing but i think certain ppl need to realize that you can be both manipulative And traumatized 😭

[transmascutena]

I don't mean any hate but it's a teeny tiny off? tht lot of rgu fans here hc a violently abusive misogynistic guy aka Saionji as a trans girl.......... I think abt it often n it feels more wrong as time passes.. I love trans hcs it's more abt the character not the hc. Am I wrong? Again I dnt mean hate its something tht I've been thinking..

transfem saionji is not a headcanon i think about really ever and tbh it is not one that makes much sense to me. i suppose i am personally neutral towards it, but in the sense where i can definitely understand why someone would be uncomfortable with it, while i also don't really understand why someone would particularly like it. it's not one i see brought up super often either, like. i don't really know of anyone who's as passionate about it as, say, some people seem to be about transfem miki? idk, i don't care very much about these boys in general, and i think there are more interesting and more fitting trans hcs for characters in the show than them. like hey did you know you're allowed to headcanon girls as trans girls too lol

[magnusbae]

shaking at 5am, spent the past two days getting back into obikin, reading a 50k fic, drawing for 12 hours, talking to any soul that would listen— and now writing this snip of hurt/comfort— ObiKin 506w 😭😭😭

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Obi-Wan is used to Anakin asking for more than a Padawan should, more than a Jedi-Knight, more than a Jedi should, period.

There would be times Anakin pushes the boundaries between them, providing the most bizarre excuses for his inappropriate behaviour, excuses to which Obi-Wan has a hard time not replying with 'Really Anakin, this?' excuses Obi-Wan still accepts, accepts and pretends to understand. Excuses he needs to preserve his own integrity as a Jedi while still giving Anakin what he wants, what he needs.

Sometimes, Anakin says nothing.

Sometimes there's no clever excuses or witty jokes. Sometimes, Anakin is silent, sometimes, Anakin just takes what he wants, what he needs.

Obi-Wan always gives, never rejects Anakin when he truly needs it.

And tonight, weary from endless battles, with the blood of hundreds on his lightsaber, Anakin needs it.

So when Anakin crawls into Obi-Wan's bed, smelling of smoke and blood, unshowered and filthy- he says nothing.

Obi-Wan doesn't so much stir, allowing the boy-turned-man, wrap his strong arms around him, doesn't even flinch when Anakin squeezes so tight it's crossing the uncomfortable into the painful rather swiftly.

Obi-Wan allows it. Allows Anakin to bury his face in his nape, allows the ragged inhales, allows the seeking, desperate feeling of Anakin's force signature against his own— but when Anakin shakes with it, with the burden he carries, Obi-Wan cannot pretend to miss it.

"Oh, dear one" he says, voice quiet, saddened. He shifts, and Anakin freezes, his hold loosening immediately. Anakin couldn't have missed that he was awake, of course he didn't. He simply didn't expect Obi-Wan to acknowdlge what he was doing, didn't expect him to...

"Come here," Obi-Wan says, turning fully, facing Anakin in the darkness of the room, lifting an arm and creating a space for Anakin to get into. If he chooses to, that is.

Anakin doesn't even pretend to consider it. He launches forward like a starved thing, desperate for warmth and acceptance, needing it in ways that are being his ability to hide, to mask.

"Master—" the sound of his voice is torn, borderline inhuman. "Master..." he chokes, more quietly, more ragged.

Anakin's shoulders shake with it, and if Obi-Wan feels wetness at his neck, he would never speak of it to a living soul.

"I know" Obi-Wan whispers, wrapping his arm securely about his once-Padawan, pulling him flat against himself, his free hand at the back of his head. "I know." he repeats, soothing him, stroking at his hair with patience, with care.

"I'm here." He breathes out, eyes closed.

This war is rough on this one. Regardless of his natural talent and skill, despite his bravado and cockiness. It's rough on him.

On all of them.

"Sleep, Anakin." he murmurs once the shaking finally subsides "It's okay you sleep" he speaks on, knowing Anakin hardly pays attention to the words anymore, only the tone matters. "Sleep, dear one" he says into his hair, smelling the death in it and inhaling anyways.

Anakin sleeps, despite it all, he does.

[0zzysaurus]

They could never make me feel bad for you Starscream

[leojurand]

also the fact that even in his calculated rage nicholas tells simon something like "i know you were forced to marry my mother and you were 15 and she was nearly twice your age but i can't excuse you denouncing her or me" :(

[persephoneflouwers]

You know what is driving me mad is the fact I was so so emotional that Harry was taking a break. He was so emotional. I really expected all the bullshit with stunts that the media spews regarding him would finally be over. It will give us some space to really connect with him after 2 years of constant propoganda building. But guess the break was also some kind of PR plot.

I really question myself is he even the person I think he is. Their only so much we can bypass (watermelon sugar - female orgasm, bullshiting on larries in an interview with your gf, emarata kiss.., I mean I don't want to recall all these seriously) I really start doubting my love for him. is he really just queerbaiting? Is being this much commercially successful not enough? When's the greed going to finally stop? There are so many queer artists including musicians who had the courage to be thier authentic selves. Why this playing with all sides depending on what brings the cash? And I call bullshit on all those who say he does not has the bargain power. HE DOES. It just has been an endless saga of wrong choices he's been making one after the other.

Hi, angel. I’m sorry you feel this way. Sending you a big big virtual hug 🫂

I wish I could find answers for you. My suggestion is to find new interests in something else, somebody else. You know, once you look around there might be new exciting things that will help you let this feeling of uncertainty and disappointment pass sooner.

[vimbry-moved]

jesus christ matt mullenweg is 40 years old

[apostate-in-an-alcove]

My grandfather has been deceased for about four years now and I still can't look at photographs of him without getting upset. Funny how grief works.

[sugoroo]

ʚɞ warnings: fem!reader, obsessive behaviour, pervy geto, stalking, penetration (p in v), doggystyle, fingering, oral (f receiving), creampie, hints of yandere, 18+ minors dni.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who notices you the moment you first attend one of his classes, immediately singling you out among the small group of his regulars laying down their mats.

he's never seen someone so young and pretty in his studio before — most of his customers were married middle-aged women old enough to be his mother. but not you.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who takes a very keen interest in you from that very first session, his sharp gaze never leaving you for long each time you come in. to his dismay, however, you always take the spot right at the back of the room, meaning he has to crane his neck around all of the gossiping older ladies to get a good look at you. hmm, that won't do.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who keeps you behind one day after a class, subtly suggesting that you move closer to the front so he can 'get a clearer look' at your progress. and if you catch on to the real reason he wants you closer, you don't say anything; so he assumes you bought the excuse. perfect.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who, once you begin working right at the front, gets more and more handsy as time goes on. what began as just a light brush of his fingers to improve your positioning turns into him fully grasping your hips to manoeuvre your body the way he wants.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who isn't oblivious to the jealous looks cast in your direction from the other women when he does this. he just pays them no mind; he's not interested in them, after all. only you.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who finds himself becoming increasingly obsessed with you after each session, talking yoga instructor!gojo's ear off about how pretty you are and how utterly delicious the arch of your back is when he gets everyone to do the downward dog stretch.

his friend laughs but reminds him that it's strictly against the rules of the yoga studio to get involved with a customer (as if he cares about such trivial things like that.)

pervy yoga instructor!geto who starts insisting on you staying behind after every single class, claiming it would be good for you to have some one-on-one sessions with him to hone your skills. when you don't protest, he thinks you must either be completely clueless or into him just as much as he is you. he really hopes it's the latter.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who uses these private classes to get you to do various risqué positions for him that definitely aren't real yoga stretches. but what you don't know can't hurt you, right?

pervy yoga instructor!geto whose mood becomes sour once you stop attending his sessions. had he gone too far? did you think he was a creep? he didn't even care if you filed a report about him for his behaviour at this point — as long as it meant he got to see you at the subsequent meeting.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who only lasts a few weeks before he's rifling through the customer files in his office, yanking out your folder and scanning the page.

once he finds your address, he's in his car and on the way there, breaking every speed limit on the way. and before he even knows it, he's outside your house, peeking in through the window.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who spots you curled up on your couch, crying softly in front of the television while spooning ice cream into your pretty mouth. and suddenly, all his previous anger is replaced with concern. he hasn't even formed an excuse to explain why he's here before he's knocking on the door.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who hurriedly tells you that "it's company policy to check on customers who haven't attended sessions for a certain amount of time", mentally patting himself on the back when you seem to buy it and let him into your apartment.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who listens intently as you spill all the details about your cheating asshole of a boyfriend. so that's why you've been absent. but don't worry — he can make you forget all about that worthless scum. after all, he didn't deserve you anyway!

suguru could treat you so much better. and he will, if you let him.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who kisses your tears away, hushing you softly and whispering in your ear about how beautiful you are and how he's had his eye on you since you first entered his studio. (he leaves out the part where he's fucked his fist to the thought of you in those tight little yoga pants countless times. he doesn't want to scare you off!)

pervy yoga instructor!geto who starts by running his hands over your perfect body he's been imagining touching just like this for so long, burying his head between your soft thighs and eating you out like it's his last meal until you're all nice and gushy.

he only stops when your tears of sadness turn into those of pleasure, until you're practically begging him to fuck you.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who starts by fucking you nice and slow on your couch in missionary, praising you over and over in that silken purr of his like you deserve. but soon enough he's flipping your body around, putting you in the yoga position that you always do the best for him; downward dog, ruthlessly rutting his fat cock into you from behind like an animal.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who has to use all of his willpower to make sure you cum on his cock first before he lets go himself, despite the fact he could've busted a nut the second he eased into your warm, tight little pussy.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who watches in silent satisfaction as his goopy cum oozes out of your abused cunt, quickly fingering it right back inside to make sure not a single drop goes to waste. "it's all for you, sweet baby." he murmurs, voice raspy and deep.

pervy yoga instructor!geto who effortlessly carries your exhausted body to your bedroom bridal style, cooing in your ear the entire way about how you're his now, and he's going to take such good care of you, his favourite girl.

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