#HES THE VILLAIN OF HIS UNIVERSE YOU BUFFOONS!!!!!!

[raccoon-in-the-danger-room]

Sometimes I see reviews about D&W where people think Worst Wolverine's backstory is super lacking. That they expected something epic like how Mysterio tricked Logan to slaughter everyone in the Old Man comic run.

But that plot, at least to me, doesn't make The Worst Wolverine. It probably makes the Most Tortured Wolverine -- the story of a man slaughtering his own family with his bare hands because he was mind controlled. Which inevitably created a power vacuum so gigantic that the world basically collapsed as supervillains take over the world.

But the title of Worst Wolverine should belong to the Logan that completely abandons his most important moral value: to be the protector.

Sure, he tends to be nomadic and at times self-isolates, but at his core he truly knows what it means to be a pack animal: to be a part of a cohesive family unit, rely on others, be a guardian for the weak.

In a literal sense, a common backstory for him was that he just fucked off from human society after he mutated to live with a pack of wolves. He turned feral, but they also taught him about the importance of community.

Even if you aren't a fan of the wolf background (which I AM because I think it's funny and dramatic as hell), there's other stories where he got taken care of by the Blackfoot Tribe and Lord Ogun before somehow winding up in the Weapon-X Program. Then, the Hudson family rescued him and helped him gain his humanity back after the adamantium experiments. He joined Department H, and sometime after, he found his place with the X-Men.

My point being that past or present, Logan has always belonged to a family. He needs it -- his human AND animal side both need it. He's not meant to be a creature of solitude. When he is, it's a form of punishment that he inflicts upon himself because he doesn't feel worthy to be around the people he loves or he's worried about hurting them. Or it's something inflicted upon him -- aka he's been captured and is being experimented on.

So what does all this tell us about Logan's moral code? He cares deeply for others because it's in his nature to be a part of a pack and he will do anything to protect them.

He's very caring towards animals (ex. looking after wolves that took care of him, mercy killing a bear in The Wolverine, and saving the horses in Logan). He tried to save Silver Fox's life when Sabretooth attacked her. When his wife Itsu was murdered, he relied on the advice of Lord Ogun to get vengeance for her with the Muramasa Blade. He joined Department H and Alpha Flight because he owed the Hudsons so much after re-acclimating him to society. He stayed with the X-Men because Charles gave him a home, family, and purpose outside of being a weapon. He enabled him to be the good man that he is by not only using his powers for the good fight but also being a teacher for the students.

As a character, Logan was created to reflect the archetype of the cowboy/samurai with the morals of honor, integrity, and justice. He's also not afraid to be judge, jury, and executioner for the people he loves. He's a man of action.

So what is the antithetical? A man who dishonors himself by not taking his job seriously. A man of inaction who abandons those he loves. A man who doesn't seek justice but wallows in regret and guilt.

And what did the Worst Wolverine do?

He let his fondness for drinking harm his work. While he was drinking at a bar, a group of humans invaded the X-Mansion and killed a large part of the staff, students, and X-Men. He entered a berserker rage where he murdered the invaders AND innocent people. He tarnished the legacy of the X-Men.

The title of Worst Wolverine doesn't go to the man who got brainwashed and killed without knowing. The title goes to the Logan who killed indescriminantly and didn’t want to stop.

He chose to walk away when they called out for him. He went into a beast state that made the public completely turn against the X-Men in just one night. Instead of making up for his sins, he just went back to the bar -- the very thing that killed his family. He did everything he could to go against his morals of honor, integrity, and justice.

He was a man who failed his family.

THAT'S what makes him The Worst Wolverine.

[tasteofgummies]

Living with them #1 [PB]

CW: obsession, manipulative behavior

If you're under 16 please dni

Jonathan Joestar

>Ever since you appeared on his dreams for the first time, he knew you were the one for him

>He's the one who has a hardest time adjusting to new technologies

>And don't get me started on meme culture, he'll never get it

>Please don't leave him alone if you have your card information saved, he'll forget it's not his Joestar money anymore and spend your money on trinkets

>He does his absolute best to help you out around the house, even if he's bad at it

>He's sad when he doesn't do a good job, even when you aren't mean about it

>"Oh, I need to sweep the floors" you said, something so innocent, yet he felt so sad:(( he already did that, can't you tell?

>He won't tell you, he'll just sulk around

>When you were just visions, Dio used to bully him about his crush on you

>"Huh, so you really think someone like them would pick you? Don't make me laugh Jojo, you're an idiot" —Said Dio, who also was developing a crush on you

>Thrives off your attention, whether is a brief smile, or a full on conversation, he's thinking about it all day long

>Feels so giddy when you "protect" him and tell Dio he's being too mean to him, finally! Someone who believes him over his brother! Not even his father does that

>But you're different, you truly appreciate him

>He can feel a little homesick, but then thinks it's only a matter of time before he's back, so it's fine

>Wait, it's not fine, that means it's only a matter of time before he has to leave you...

>Let's not think about that!

>Has a good relationship with your cat

>Since they don't have documentation to prove they exist in this, they can't get "real" jobs

>But he offers his clothes and jewelry to you as a mean of payment, you got enough money to buy groceries for a couple months plus two mattresses for them

>He wishes he could sleep next to you, but he would never say it

>So scandalous! You're not even betrothed to one another and he's having these thoughts...

>As a whole, he's a good roomie, doesn't overstep any boundaries, helps around, and doesn't break or steal anything, 8/10

Dio Brando

>When you appeared in visions, he believed you a deity, a saint, a powerful mage, even a demon, reaching out to him

>Definitely not a single [age]-something having a 9 to 5 job and a cat

>Unlike Jonathan, who's oblivious, he knows he wants you

>He can't figure out his feeling quite yet, but he knows you have something he wants for himself, and he can't allow that Joestar to just go and take it from his hands

>He's honestly so dangerous even outside his turf

>Let's all remember that before the stone mask and before The World, what always made Dio powerful was how charming he was

>He watches Phantom Blood behind your back to know exactly what kind of image you would have of him based on the contents

>He was not pleased

>Now he knows you won't be as easily manipulated

>He performs flawlessly around the house, but never asks for your praise

>He wants it, but he wants to appear as the most "down to earth" option, contrary to Jonathan's carelessness

>He's intending to have a "villain redemption arc" and a "roommates to lovers" situation happen, as they call it (yes, he has been researching common romance tropes, not because he likes you, it's just it's easier to have you under control if you're in love with him, that's all -liar-)

>Won't get a job, just no

>Isn't a natural at the new technologies, but it's notably better than Jonathan

>Won't pull a Danny on your cat, but he doesn't love them, they're in a constant silent war

>He was the one who saw you first, that got to feel your presence first, is only fair you would pay attention to him instead of his buffoon of a "brother"

>He will manipulate you by making you think he's slowly warming up to you, acting cold and crass at first, only to then surprise you with small acts of tenderness

>Since he knows he's defeated in his universe, he doesn't want to go back until he has learned a couple things

>Is still deciding whether or not he'll use you to increase his power and leave you, or take you with him to his world, as a living trophy

>in roomie material, a solid 7/10, as a yandere, I wish you luck

[theweeklydiscourse]

The Darkling is a character that is so ostentatiously criticized because the abuse narrative in Shadow and bone does not truly challenge the reader’s preconceived notions of what an abuser is. In my opinion, the text places a great deal of emphasis on the Darkling’s attractiveness as a reason for why he is able to “get away with” the harm he inflicts on others. However, this feature ends up doing most of the heavy lifting in his manipulation and let’s the author slack off when it comes to actually showing the full measure of his deception.

We are told how bad he is retroactively, but Bardugo does little to SHOW us the more insidious and more often subtle details of the manipulation she wishes to convey. This makes the story lean onto the most obvious signifiers of the Darkling’s villainous nature (Ex. Wearing all black, using shadow magic, having the word DARK in his title) which truly does nothing to subvert the reader’s expectations of the story.

“ You mean to tell me that Professor Shadow McDarkness at the University of Evil was a bad guy this whole time??”

So when it is finally revealed to the reader that he was evil all along, they can feel a sense of satisfaction in recognizing the completely obvious signs that the darkling was a bad guy and act as though they have discovered something unheard of. Bardugo could have leaned in to using classic romance tropes for the purpose of manipulation and actually tried to develop that kind of relationship between and Alina and the Darkling through foreshadowing and character interactions. She could have written the Darkling’s manipulation of Alina as having an actual and profound impact on her mental state but instead chose to create a shallow dynamic in which the Darkling is a cartoonish shadow that couldn’t be taken seriously if you tried. This gets even worse in the show of course, where the Darkling is such an incompetent buffoon that to call him a “terrifying and cruel manipulator” is positively laughable.

The Darkling being a twist villain is not nearly as clever as some people believe it is and it seems people uphold him as a #subversive character only serves a vainly self righteous reading of the text. Honestly, most of this type of commentary is deeply uncritical of a flawed series and opts to deride people who disagree with their interpretations as just “reading it wrong”.

A skillful manipulator? A deceptively evil man? Don’t make me laugh. The Darkling is so frequently bonked on the head by the idiot stick that he remains severely concussed for most of the series.

[iamnmbr3]

You can hate the Loki show and still feel bad for Larry. *mic drop*

Absolutely. Larry is a victim of torture and brainwashing. Mobius as well as other members of the TVA subject him to brutal torture, enslavement, brainwashing and dehumanizing behavior and rhetoric on screen throughout season 1. Sylvie also treats him in an incredibly toxic and abusive manner.

Larry is just a harmless buffoon. His worst crime is being kind of dramatic sometimes. And even if he WAS an utterly evil irredeemable villain he wouldn't deserve this treatment. Because NO ONE deserves that treatment. Torture is ALWAYS wrong. Genocide is ALWAYS wrong. Enslavement is ALWAYS wrong.

In season 2 Larry is now a willing and enthusiastic member of the TVA. That doesn't erase his victimization or the fact that in-universe that decision would probably largely be a result of the brainwashing and psychological effects of the torture he was subjected to.

However, even so Larry is responsible for his actions. In season 2 he is actively choosing to be a member of an organization dedicated to genocide, torture, enslavement and the eradication of free will. That is utterly reprehensible. Larry is not "redeemed" in season 2. He is a full blown Fascist. He happy participates in TVA duties including torturing someone alongside Mobius.

[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

To me I can summarize the problem with the show's framing by overlapping these images over each other. That is the "better" Mobius is offering Loki. People's personal things torn from them and thrown aside with what they once meant forgotten. But Mobius is meant to be sincere, we the audience are meant to see that offer as something. it never refuted and made a point that Loki going along with the TVA would have made him worse than he's ever been. All the show does is punch down on Loki while the one's with the most unsubtle fascist posters are treated like misinformed victims.

The worst part is that both scenes are meant to be pro-TVA.

The context of the first image is Mobius acting as a sympathetic character (despite the fact that we have literally seen him manipulate, lie and abuse Loki's emotions a few minutes earlier) and the framing is telling the audience we can "trust" this guy, that he means well, that he "cares" about Loki. "You see yourself" - "A villain" - "That's not how I see it". That's exactly what he was saying during the interrogation... but all of a sudden he's had a change of heart? Nope, it's still part of the play. The framing SHOULD be showing that. If not in ep1 then later on. [See how WandaVision did this beautifully]

Then Loki repeats the same line he had earlier spoken about the TVA but this time he refers to himself as "weak", as someone who is hurting others - now it's not the TVA doing it, it's him. And it's in his own words! Who wouldn't believe him.

The gif you shared is the best example of that terrible framing. He's basically telling Loki "You work for us or you die" but he's saying that like he's doing him a favour. That's textbook manipulation. That's cool to have in a series! It's not cool to justify it in-universe though.

The image below is used for two things: to humble Loki and still frame him as a power-hungry buffoon because the first thing he does upon seeing the stones is say: "Is this the greatest power in the universe?". So, once again, it's not the TVA that's power-hungry, it's not the agents who willingly work there... no, it's Loki. Just him. Like he says to Mobius later on: "The TVA is formidable".

[slashingdisneypasta]

I thought of a fun question. Imagine your whole list of F/O's (that won't be hard I'll bet XD); which of them do you think will get along best with each other? Would there be groups or just pairs? Are they genuinely friends with each other, or do they get along for your sake? It doesn't matter if they're all from different universes. Let's pretend they all share one universe.

I have a feeling you've already answered this though XD if you have, feel free to just ignore this ^^

I think I have but I am happyyyyy to consider it again XDD I love the idea! XD Thank you for asking! ^^ You've gotta answer the same question!!

Right well considering my (Villainous) F/O's consist of a mean, man hating viper woman, Satan reincarnated, and a man who thought 'maybe i'll come back for ya' was a charming thing to say-

Uhm...

Well I'll put their perceptions of each other under the cut XD Remember to send me yours too! ^^

Cruella ABOUT JIM: That man is a buffoon. I might as well have set you up with one of my fools!!

Now go, run along and ask him if 2000 will be enough for that hide we were talking about. And be fast, darling, I don't have all day.

Cruella ABOUT OTIS: *Unimpressed* ... a derelict. Oh, wonderful.

And- For godsake, Hannah, do all your dumb male pets have to be filthy?? They track grot into my office- You do know you can bathe them?? Their are services for that, darling.

Jim ABOUT CRUELLA: *fake cough* *muttering* *pretending to rub his jaw to cover his mouth* -dragon woman, not much better then Murdock, stink-faced, uptight, rich bitch-

Two- Two thousand?? Tell Miss De Vil its been nice doin business with her (;

Jim ABOUT OTIS: (Otis, terrifying: *Looking at Jim with an unnerving smile*)... ehem. Well, Hannah, you good here?? Cuz I'm just gonna, uh, step out- bye!-*Already halfway out the door.*

Otis ABOUT CRUELLA: *Screwing his dirty boot further into her carpet, pointedly*

Otis ABOUT JIM: *Half laughing* Ahhh, that guy sure is fun to mess with... // Otis appreciates Jim's tooniness, so he wont kill him. Too amusing XD

[callmeronstoppable]

Verses - Mobile / App Friendly Edition

The Ron Factor

Default Kim Possible universe. Set before ‘So The Drama’ but after 'A Sitch in Time’.

Just your everyday goofy Ron Stoppable saving the world from evil alongside Kim Possible.

Tracked Tag: ¬ The Buffoon dressed as a sidekick ¬

We Saved the World for Good… Right?

Set after the 'Graduation’ Finale. Kim has gone to college and Ron dropped out of college in order to be with her as she left the US. Ron works as a chef as well as still helping Kim save the world every now and again as a new wave of villains rise.

Tracked Tag: ¬ We Survived the Invaders from Space ¬

Lost But Not Forgotten

One night, Kim and Ron got into a argument and Kim went on a mission on her own. She never came back. For the next year, Ron spent every waking moment of his spare time looking for her. During this period he attempted to carry on her work in saving the world. When using up Kim's favours to travel the world dried up, Kims parents began to bankroll his search.

Tracked Tag: ¬ I Will Find You ¬

CrossOver Verses

I See Dead People - Bleach Crossover

Ever since he was a kid, Ron has been able to see the spirits of those recently departed. While it hasn't been a major issue, it has been an inconvenience at times. More so that only he can see these spirits, and not his family or his friends, who are starting to think that maybe he is going crazy but nevertheless support him anyway. Recently however, he has started seeing more than just spirits. Dark, twisted creatures have started to appear, and yet no one seems to react. They seem to leave him alone, and he is happy to keep it that way.

Tracked Tag: ¬ Souls of the Recently Departed ¬

[mademoiselle-cookie]

No one asked but I'll explain anyway!

(I've only read the first 5 volumes, I hope my complaints will be resolved as the story progresses. Don't take this too seriously)

“Too manga.”

(using the term “manga” may seem derogatory but I don’t see a better word)

The atmosphere had started out quite "realistic", as down-to-earth as a Sherlock Holmes universe could be. It's a world of puzzles, strategies and conspiracies. Very intellectual but no super physical abilities, etc.

So when we are introduced to a relatively typical world of 19th century London, we expect everyone to act as if they were in 19th century London.

So seeing in the middle of a raid on a drug dealer a guy dressed inappropriately, underarmed compared to the other soldiers, high-kicks his opponent instead of using his pistol (which he does two seconds later), it's a bit of a mood breaker.

Another example, Moriarty is supposed to be extremely intelligent and very skilled at erasing all traces of his involvement/existence as the Emperor of Crime. And he makes someone drown by making them look crazy... by shooting a gun at the ground. Where we can see the bullet holes. And where someone can hear the gunshots. This is not very credible. Also, he, who generally lets others do the dirty work for him so that people don't discover him, shows himself openly and reveals his identity to perfectly ordinary people.

With how discreet he is, it's truly magic not everyone and their cousins know who he is.

“Too close to the world of Sherlock Holmes”

The manga does not follow the plot of the books. It's normal. The story follows the villain, the one who is behind the puzzles that Holmes must solve, we cannot tell the same thing. And unlike the original character who is NOT a good Samaritan but an emperor of crime, a power-hungry monster, in the manga he seeks to control the world of crime to improve society.

So the story cannot follow the events of the books. It makes no sense either for the situation or for the characters.

So why is it Moriarty who solves the Hound of the Baskervilles case? It doesn't even have anything to do with the original story and the dog is c o m p l e t e l y irrelevant (there are hunting dogs in a panel or two at best). Is that a reference? Fan service? But why ? It took me out of the story that it was hijacking a well-known Holmes case. For nothing.

The story of the Hound of Baskerville could have been seen from the inside, with Moriarty getting closer to the culprits and deciding whether it's worth keeping them as assets or eliminating them. In fact, Sherlock could have intervened while Moriarty is still choosing and settled the case. That would have been cool. Instead of something that has nothing to do with it and showing Moriarty as a noble hero when he is a VILLAIN.

People will tell me that it doesn't matter, it's just a simple reference, I'm making a fuss over nothing. But being so close to the Sherlock Holmes universe makes it very obvious how much the manga doesn't respect Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock is constantly shown as a buffoon/inferior to Moriarty. Who do you think you should prefer between:

Moriarty : handsome, elegant, tragic past, respectable (official) position despite his young age, gentle with women, his little brother is obsessed with him, his older brother was so fascinated by his younger self that he murdered his own family, his men respect him enormously and are loyal to him, he resolves all the investigations and actions he wanted to take.

or Sherlock : asshole, troublemaker, rude, son of a rich man, organizes the attempted sexual assault of his landlady, does not pay his rent on time, Watson and Mrs. Hudson sometimes find him difficult to bear and do not hesitate to tell him to go fuck himself. During the 3 investigations he tries to solve til now, he is either manipulated or helped.

I don't even have a problem with Sherlock not being a gentleman.

This is the case in the 2009 movie, and it works. But it works because:

He is the main character,

He is not in parallel with a much more classy, respected and competent person,

He's funny.

This last point is important. We GAIN something positive from Sherlock's lack of manners, where in the manga it just makes him seem like a buffoon. (Sherlock is also accompanied by a competent and intelligent Watson, with whom he has a fascinating relationship, and who does not hesitate to put him in his place without anyone doubting their bond for a second).

Even though he's rude, it is not on the same level as his manga version. Where in the movie, he pushes a woman off a bridge (to protect her but he takes great pleasure in it), in the manga, he convinces a guy to sexually assault Madame Hudson, just for HIS own gain.

Why even introducing Sherlock so early in the end? He's no match at all, and instead of being a rival like in the original, he's a pawn. Why copying the original when the story being told couldn’t be more different? Sherlock could have arrived later, or had a Death Note-like dynamic (where we know Sherlock would inevitably be the winner). There could have been a parallel between Moriarty (good intentions but criminal methods) and Sherlock (neutral intentions but legal methods). Or the author could have kept the idea that the two share more or less the same goal of justice but put them on an equal footing for an interesting conflict.

Because at this point, you have to wonder why Moriarty wants to use him instead of a simple investigator.

And if Sherlock already has so much troubles with the investigations that we are shown and in particular with Moriarty who does not yet have his criminal empire, that does not bode well for the future. (And Moriarty is already a good guy, Sherlock is useless then)

And Watson.

Not only is he bland and boring, but he's put in situations where he seems stupid. He ruins an investigation and gets himself and Sherlock into troubles over a misunderstanding that might be understandable if the situation didn't clearly paint him as an idiot and the consequences weren't so dire.

Moriarty's allies would never make these kinds of mistakes. If they can be the butt of a joke, it is to show how close with each other or endearing they are, not to humiliate them. They are very competent and have agency in the arcs/chapters centered around them. Whereas Watson is either manipulated or a victim.

And we also have to talk about Irene Adler.

She is the only person to have beaten Sherlock fair and square. It always annoyed me that she was often made a subordinate of Moriarty - when they have no connection - or repeatedly losing to Sherlock, when during her ONLY appearance in the books, she was the one who won.

In the manga, she predicts exactly what Sherlock is going to do and manages to easily manipulate him to get what she wants (this is also where Watson acts like a dumbass). Except that at this point, Sherlock's track record isn't great, so it's just become infuriating instead of cool and intriguing.

In this case, there are only two possible outcomes:

either she wins and Sherlock is a loser again,

or she loses, as in all her adaptations, because a female character more intelligent than men does not exist.

The third option is that Moriarty wins. The worst consequences for the two characters in order to highlight him again.

It is obvious that the author loves Moriarty, and that Sherlock Holmes, as THE Sherlock Holmes, the main character of the original story, a well-known pop culture figure, is used to highlight him and should certainly not surpass him .

It would be fun to put the author in the same room as Moffat.

I have 2 critics against Moriarty the patriot that sound (and probably are) completely stupid:

It's too "manga"

it's too close to Sherlock Holmes

[marauderundercover]

Taking Chances Ch. 11: Blast from the Past (Siblings)

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Swinging side by side with her father was an amazing experience. Marinette tried hard to stifle her laughter, figuring Batman wouldn’t appreciate it if word got around that the newest vigilante was a giggler. He swings to the next roof and pauses, Marinette frowning as he listens to something on his comm.

“Alright. All hands on deck. Robin, you’ll stay on the roof with Ladybird.” He instructs, Marinette frowns. Was he really sticking her younger brother on babysitting duty? And why couldn’t she go wherever it is he’s going?

“What’s happening?” She asks, crossing her arms.

“There are several crates of weapons and a few dozen armed men in a warehouse a mile out from here. You and Robin are going to stay on the roof to make sure no one leaves before the police arrive.” He instructs before turning and grappling away. Marinette frowns, but follows behind him. Does he really not think that she can handle herself? And she knows this is going to cause problems with Damian. He already doesn’t like her and now he has to stay with her. She watches as he swoops down into the warehouse and she lands silently on the roof.

“I do not appreciate this.” Robin says, stepping out of the shadows with crossed arms. Although she can’t see his eyes behind his mask, Marinette knows he’s glaring at her. She just rolls her eyes.

“I don’t either. I don’t need someone watching me 24/7. I can take care of myself.” She says, and with a sudden jolt, she realizes this is the first time he’s willingly speaking to her. The first time they’re talking and it’s to argue. Lovely.

“If you had simply stayed away, then I would have been allowed to follow Father. Instead, I am being punished for your insolence.” He adds. Is he going to lecture her the entire time Batman and the others are fighting in the warehouse, she thinks, raising an eyebrow. She starts to snark back, but a shadow moving behind him pulls her attention instead. Narrowing her eyes, she watches as a figure steps out of the shadow, a gun raised at her.

“Well well well. What do we have here?” The man asks, a smirk on his face. Marinette glances at Robin, trying to see if he recognizes the voice. She doesn’t see any recognition, so she immediately catalogues the man as an unknown threat. Chances were that he was involved with the group currently fighting in the warehouse and not an actual Batman level villain. But he still had a gun, so she wouldn’t underestimate him. Robin turns to face the man and he immediately takes the gun off Marinette, pointing it instead at Robin’s head. Marinette narrows her eyes. She may not know him very well, but he was still her little brother. And she wasn’t about to let some stupid goon threaten him. Flicking her wrist, she aims her yoyo at the man’s gun, smirking as she manages to yank it from his grasp. She catches the gun as it flies back with her yoyo, holding it carefully and trying to ignore the internal panic. She’d never held a gun before, never wanted to or had a reason to. And she really didn’t want to hold it now, but she didn’t want the man to know that she was scared of the gun, because that would give him an advantage. She just grins at the dumbfounded look on the man’s face, his shock enough so that Robin was able to knock him down without a fight. He pulls a zip tie out of his utility belt and ties the man’s hands together.

“Well that was disappointing. I was hoping for more of a fight.” Marinette teases, hoping that the tension between her and Robin would break. She watches as his lips purse slightly, not sure what the expression meant.

“I hardly think one buffoon with a gun would be much of a fight for either of us.” He finally says, and her eyes light up. Success!

“But if it was the right foe, they could surely take you down.” A new voice says, and this time Marinette can practically feel the tension rolling off of Robin.

“Slade.” He says, obviously tensing for a fight.

“Damian. I wasn’t aware you were in possession of a Miraculous.” The man, Slade, says, turning towards her. Marinette stiffens, uncomfortable by both his words and the fact that she can’t see the man’s face because of his costume.

“I’m not in possession of anything.” He says, his jaw clenched. Marinette shifts into a defensive position, desperately wishing that she had a comm. Surely the rest of the family had heard this man’s intrusion through Robin. But she wished she could hear them. Whether it was giving information about the man or reassurance that the rest of them would be there soon, she wanted to hear them.

“Tell me, little girl, how did you stumble upon one of the most powerful pieces of magic in the universe? And why haven’t I met you before?” He asks, stepping towards them. Glaring at the man, Marinette steps forward so that she’s standing in line with Robin, unwilling to cower behind her brother.

“I don’t think we run in the same circles. And I assure you, I didn’t stumble across anything. I was chosen to wield this Miraculous.” She says, shoving false confidence in her tone when all she wanted was to grab Robin and run. Slade oozed a sense of wrongness and danger. Not a combination she wanted anywhere near her or her family.

“Mmm. Perhaps not. But we’ll never know, will we. I’m going to have to ask you for that Miraculous now, dear.” He says, her eyes narrow.

“I’m not sure if that’s worked for you in the past, but it’s not going to work today. You’re not the first creep in a mask asking for my Miraculous.” She snarks, hand twitching as she analyzes him and tries to come up with a plan. Without any warning, he lunges towards them, a sword suddenly in his grasp. Marinette jumps back, going on the defense as Robin lunges forward with his own katana. Marinette flits around both of them, throwing her yoyo at Slade every time he got too close to Robin. It was obvious the man was well trained, and it was also obvious that he had little patience for the two.

“You’ve improved, but you’re still not good enough.” He hisses, lunging towards Robin, his sword aimed at the boy’s chest. Marinette lunges towards them, shoving Robin out of the way. She shrieks in pain as Slade slides his sword into her shoulder. She can’t see the man’s face, but she can just imagine his smirk. He puts his other hand on his sword, and she just knows he’s going to twist. She can’t let that happen. So instead, she jerks back, screaming as she pulls herself off the sword. Robin launches himself at Slade once again, furiously slashing at the man. Slade lifts his sword up and Marinette flicks out her yoyo, grunting in pain as she irritates her shoulder. But she’s able to wrap her yoyo around the man’s wrist. Smirking, she tugs roughly, pulling the man off balance enough so that Robin can disarm him. Just as she lets her shoulders relax, Slade yanks his arm, tugging her to him. She yelps in pain as he wraps her into a chokehold. Staring at Robin, she tries not to panic. They’re gonna come for them, right? The rest of her family? Surely they’ve beaten those goons by now. They definitely heard the problem on the roof through Robin’s comm, right?

“Unhand her.” Robin says, shifting his position now that he has two swords.

“I don’t think I will. Not for free, anyway. You want her alive for some reason.” Slade says, tightening his hold. Marinette lets out a choked breath, desperately trying to pull in enough oxygen.

“What do you want?” Robin asks, Marinette tries to shake her head, already guessing what the man wants. She’d rather die than give some psycho the power of Tikki. Not only could he destroy the world, but Paris would also be lost without the Miraculous Cure.

“Her earrings. Let me take them, and I’ll let her live….this time.” He says.

“No….don’t...not..worth it.” Marinette manages to say, just barely able to shake her head. She gags as Slade tightens his grip again, black spots dotting her vision.

“Ladybird-” Robin says, and Marinette is certain she’s hallucinating now. Because he almost sounds pained.

“Don’t.” She begs, fighting to stay conscious. As she watches him, she sees a smirk make its way onto his face. That’s good. Good. Smirking brother means….what does it mean? She’s not sure. All she knows is that suddenly, the pressure on her neck is gone. She falls to her knees, gasping for breath and wincing at the burning in her shoulder. Too much. Too much all at once. A hand on her good shoulder shakes her from her thoughts and she weakly hits at it.

“Ladybird, it’s me.” A voice says. She blinks, opening her eyes, wincing at the pain enveloping her. Looking closer at the figure, she sighs in relief, letting herself slump down. She’s safe. Arms pick her up gently and she smiles softly, tiredness hitting her as the adrenaline finally fades. Curling in closer, she mumbles into Batman’s chest.

“Thanks dad.”

---

Bruce Wayne was pissed. And the only person who could piss him off so much was himself. He’d left Damian and Marinette on the roof alone because he thought they’d be safer. He didn’t think the two would be able to get into any trouble up there. Of course he would be wrong. Of course Slade Wilson would choose tonight to come after Damian. And of course the man just had to know about the Miraculous.

Hearing his daughter’s pained screams over his son’s comm would haunt his nightmares. It’d likely become the unholy symphony over the images of Jason’s broken body and Damian’s limp form. Images that’d haunted him for years and would continue to do so until he dies. When he was young, his nightmares were just of his parents. But he had seen things much worse since becoming a father. And now he’d heard much worse. Shaking his head, he tries hard to hold onto the one bright part of the evening.

Marinette had called him dad.

It was the first time she’d called him anything other than ‘Mr. Wayne’. His heart warmed at the thought, but everything came crashing down again when he remembered. Slade Wilson was gone. He’d managed to get away while his focus was on Marinette’s wellbeing. Which means his daughter was now in even more danger. Damian had informed him of the man’s obsession with the Miraculous. It was something they’d need to talk about, but not tonight. After she passed out in his arms, he brought her back to the manor. Alfred stitched her shoulder, and Bruce brought her to her room. It wasn’t decorated yet, but he’d made sure to pick out a room for her after finding out about her. Even if she didn’t want anything to do with them after this, she’d always have a room here.

Sighing, Bruce sticks his head into Marinette’s room, just to reassure himself that she was there. That she was safe. It was something he did with each of his kids, every time they were injured. Every time he was afraid that he would lose them. The sight in front of him makes him pause and pull out his phone to take a picture. They might be mad at him for it later, but he’d curse himself forever if he let this moment slip away. All of his children were piled in Marinette’s room. The girl herself was on the bed, curled into a ball despite her injured shoulder. At the foot of her bed was Damian, his face peaceful for once. Jason, Dick and Tim were all in a pile on the floor, pillows and blankets scattered both beneath them and on top of them. They were an impossibly tangled pile of limbs, guarding their youngest sister. He smiles softly, eyes finally falling on Cass curled up in an armchair that she must’ve pulled next to Marinette’s bed. Satisfied that all were well, Bruce shuts the door gently, not wanting to risk waking any of them.

His children were together, and safe. For now.

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[kirua9]

Ranking Diaboys~

Disclaimer: that is just my opinion

1. Laito. He is an absolute winner for me. The reason is his elaborated character; also he is charming and mysterious at the same time. I can feel his pain in this crooked voice when he's crying and feel the pain through his fake smile. He is sensitive and vulnerable but hates showing it, hates conflicts and showing the strength. But man he is so lonely... Kinda depressed man but it doesn't matter. Love him😭

2. Reiji. God he is so underrated🙄. Like... Why? Such a good character with his own background, which explains lots of the main issues. His behavior makes a lot of sense, and despite trauma he's able to analyze his mistakes/change his mind/admit his faults. I like this maturity of him.

3. Kanato. I remember that I used to dislike him, but goddammit I was such a fool 👺. He is bad tempted/ tantrumed but I enjoy these bright splashes of his furious emotions. He makes me shiver!

4. Ayato. You know he is a character which annoys but gives DELIRIOUS ENERGY. I like his mischievous nature, he is so lively; he definitely acts like school boy, favorite bastard. 😏

5. Carla. He looks mysterious and... sublimely? Although he is a character from 3rd game, it doesn't look like he's appeared here only for plot. He has a great story/background and reasons why I should sympathize him. Also he is super powerful but he doesn't shows off or something. He always acts graciously. 🛐

6. Azusa. He used to be the most unattractive character in DL universe for me, but that was my stupid lookism (I thought he was a strange zombie guy and his slow speech was disturbing me.) But now I realize how cunning and manipulative he is, that is astonishing. And honestly I like the idea of his masochistic side/ he is being a victim. 😈

7. Subaru. I don't like tsunderes. They are cute sometimes, but only sometimes. Subaru's emotional instability mixed with his enormous strength scares. It's not like Kanato's tantrumed instability, Subaru seems to be more addiquate, but at the same time he can break a wall or something. Kanato is manipulative one ( so as a paradox he controls situation) while Subaru seems to be absolutely blind when he is angry (he is more addiquate but can't control anger.) So he isn't less violent than Kanato or someone and I refuse to deal with him 😶, but I can understand why people love him. He has a kind heart.

8. Yuma. I like his straightforwardness and dominance towards EVERYONE yoy 🙊. I don't like he's manner of talking with Yui (like calling her a pig, what? Have you seen yourself? You are a boar 🐗 then !) But I like his passionate attitude about his garden and his opinion of Shuu. Idk why but I think he is a yaoi character only 🙈. I ship Shuu×Yuma. That's all.

9. Ruki. Oh man... He is strange. And it seems to be that he can't learn from his mistakes, which is strange, again 🙃. His attitude about that situation from the past (when he's father became bankrupt) hasn't changed (cause of his arrogance? Jeez) at all and that's tricky. Why? He can't analyze his failures? Or he even doesn't think there are HIS failures? I don't understand this man. But at least he seems to be a good leader..

10. Shin. Another bastard 😏. But... he likes being a dog. I don't like dogs. I don't even like animals lmao. Honestly, Shin is charming at some point, but it's not worth it, that's not enough for me. And he looks like as if he was only a comedian character (you know that villains duo: the buffoon and competen one.)

11. Kou. What a pain... Another complicated personality, but omg he is terrible... Cynical, hypocritical, violent but, he has a dream. A very abstract dream and an empty one, he wouldn't fulfill his crooked soul with that bLuE SkY. That is not enooouuuggghhh. I hate him, he is awful and I can't sympathize him, but at the same time I understand how cruel was his fate. 😔

12. Shuu. Shoe. Ahem. The worst one. People who like him. Why? He's just pretty? THAT IS BECAUSE HE IS BLONDE? I like blonde anime guys, but omg it looks like Rejet wash away his sins cause he is the most popular. I mean his routes are boring as himself is ъуъ... I do not deny he's having an apathy/depression but this man literally does nothing. Nothing bad or good. NOTHING. How am I supposed to like him if he is just laying and dreaming. I don't find him sexy either idk.

13. Kino. Why does he exist? The way he has "born" already screams that Rejet don't have any ideas for characters. And again. Why am I supposed to love this man ? He has appeared in 4th game, like IN THE FREAKING END of the story. No, that's weak reason. Cmon Kino looks like Reiji and Azusa have a child but he acts like Ayato and Shin have a child!

Yare yare daze guys, he is just out of blue

Well that was my explanation which took me years to tap. Ahem, bye 💅

[just-a-quirkless-loser]

How Could You Love Me🥺🐬

Part Two: Redemption

Part One

Alpha Gang Orca x F! Omega Reader

Requested by: @obsidiansigns03

Words: 3.7K

Warning: NSFW (read further for the surprises). Sexual Content Below!!!

“Darling, I’ve told you about lifting heavy things!” Kugo Sakamata, known to most as Gang Orca, is such a worrywart. It seems he’s gotten even more worrisome for your safety as of late. You try to come up with a reason for his behavior but, you simply chalk it up to behaving as he normally does. 

“Sakamata, I’ve told you I can handle it,” you’re currently moving around chairs in one of the new bakery locations you opened. Being the lazy person you sometimes are, you’ve decided to stack four chairs on top of each other and carry them to the small tables that littered the bakery space. 

“Haven’t I told you to call me Kugo?” he quirks one of his nonexistent brows.

“Hmmm, you may have told me once or twice. I can’t really remember,” you grin. 

“You want help remembering?” Kugo steps into your personal space, arms looking you into his chest. His eyes are now a raging inferno, drawing you in so close that you wouldn’t mind being burned. 

“Woahhh there buddy,” you giggle nervously. You take a step back, putting the chairs in between both of your bodies. 

 “Can I please help?” it’s comical to see him give you his pout. Such an intimidating stature and yet such cute red eyes. “I promise I won’t take over. I’ll only do the lifting. Scouts honor!”

You look at him holding up four fingers (apparently, he thinks that’s the scout hand placement) and you purse your lips to stop yourself from laughing. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be out there patrolling?” 

“I just got off my shift. Now, please?” you didn’t get the chance to confirm since he was already hauling the chairs out of your hands. You decide to let him help with the decorating as you go to the back to get all the baking ingredients and equipment settled.

It’s been an amazing month since you’ve solidified your relationship with Kugo. Things haven’t changed much from how they were before; you still bake him cute, little confectionaries so he can snack after his patrols, you’re still his biggest supporter, and you’re still as close as ever. The only difference is your lack of trust in him.

Yes, you trust him to keep you safe and sound but, after the incident of him leaving before, you’ve grown weary of putting all your trust in him. You try your hardest to fully trust him but, there’s still that inkling doubt in your mind that something may happen and Kugo may run away from you once again. That inkling voice in your head always spouts nonsense about how you aren’t worthy enough to be with Kugo; you’re trying your hardest not to believe it. Despite your fears of abandonment, you still love Kugo with all that you have. You suppose it’s better to love him fully and bear the consequence than to allow your subconscious to ruin what you’ve worked hard to build. 

One thing you didn’t know before you started dating was that Kugo is a very sexual person. You would’ve never imagined that the shy, bashful man before you is secretly a freak in the sheets. Well, from what you have done, you imagine that’s what he’s like. You still haven’t found the perfect time to fully...submit to one another. 

By sexual, you mean that Kugo is very active. He’s spent almost every night at your home ever since the hospital discharged him and, almost every night, he’s done something to set your core on fire. 

First, it started off with lingering touches on your skin, his blazing eyes almost telling you what would soon happen. His smooth skin always set small sparks off whenever you touched, making your eyes daze off a bit. Then, he would grab you roughly, pinning you beneath him on whatever surface he’s chosen to play with you upon. His large tongue always managed to reach the depths of your soul. Just thinking about it now makes you wet.

 Kugo sniffs the air as he looks at you. Blushing like the buffoon you are, you quickly rush back to the baking area. You’ve learned that Kugo’s sense of smell is rather explicit. In other words, he can always smell whenever you’re aroused. 

“Little one, what are you thinking about back here?” you’re trying to distract yourself with a ladle as Kugo follows you into the back. His eyes are zeroed in on you like you’re his prey. He seems to tower over you although, considering how large he is, you’re pretty sure Kugo towers over everyone. 

“Taxes,” you fight your urge to facepalm. Out of all the things you could’ve chosen your lie to be about, you chose taxes. 

“Really?” even though he knows you’re lying, he still plays along. He loves seeing the way you squirm and blush under his watchful eye. Perhaps, his love for dominating you comes from his instinctual need to catch his prey. 

“Yeh, taxes are so awesome. Really cool,” why won’t you shut up?

“You know what I think is cool?” Kugo’s breath is fanning your front. He’s on his knees in front of you, his face directly in front of your stomach. His fingers have slipped underneath your shirt, playing with your stomach. In a quick moment, he has lifted you in the air, his arms hooked around your thighs to guide your core to his mouth. He’s careful of his teeth as he licks your clothed pussy. You whine out, tongue lolled out the side of your mouth. “The way you smell. It’s intoxicating. My own Nirvana.”

“Y/N, Kugo? Are you here?” you’re saved by Kugo’s mother. You’ve created a special relationship with her, often inviting her to things simply because you missed having a maternal presence. So, of course you invited her to your new bakery. 

“Just pretend we aren’t here. She won't know,” Kugo whispers to you. You wiggle around as you try to get down. If there’s one thing you know about Kugo’s mother, she has no problem scoping the place out. “Please, baby. I’m hungry.”

‘No, Y/N. You must resist. You must resist his perfect, long, thick, tongue,’ you’re doomed. You nod down to him and stop wiggling, rubbing his head. At least you chose a bakery with high ceilings. 

“I hope you both know I can smell you. You really think I didn’t s-” you stare like a deer in headlights as Kugo’s mother walks in on the both of you. If you think you were blushing hard earlier, this new blush has nothing on you. Your ears feel so hot. Your shame is on display. And, Kugo has the nerve to laugh. “Ohhhh, so that’s what this is.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

You glare down at Kugo and pop him on the nose. It’s his fault your boyfriend’s mother has seen you in such a position. 

“No, it is not. I thought I saw a mouse so Kugo was just picking me up,” you could tell she didn’t believe the lie. Of course, you wouldn’t believe it either since Kugo was clearly likcing in areas that shouldn’t be licked in public. “Now, put me down Kugo.”

“But you smell so good,” you shot him a death stare. Now was not the time for him to be flirting. You swear this man has no shame.

Once you're set down, Kugo gets a call, alerting him that a villain is rouge in the city. Thus, he gives you a quick kiss on the cheek, hugs his mother, and leaves you alone to deal with the woman that birthed him. Sometimes, it seems that the universe really likes watching you struggle. 

“Aheheh hehe, sooooo, how’s your day been?” you cringe at your tone as you continue messing with the ladle you were holding before Kugo had come to conquer you. “Do you like the bakery?”

“Cut the shit, Y/N. Since when have you and Kugo been sexual? You tell me everything but this. Has he been pressuring you? Do I need to go kick his ass? I’ve told him about his domineer-” Kugo’s mother was storming towards the door as she spoke. 

“NO!” you yelled. She whirls around on you with wide eyes. You look at her with a mirroring fish expression as you cover your mouth. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell. He hasn’t pressured me into anything. Even if his presence is a bit...loud at times, I know he’ll stop the minute I tell him.”

“Oh. Then, why haven’t you told me about this?”

“It’s kinda embarrassing discussing my sex life with my boyfriend’s mother,” you blush as you think about it. “I swear, I trust you. I just think talking about sex is a little too much for me to handle.”

“Well, I’ll respect that. I just have one question: Did you talk to Kugo about what we talked about last week?” the look on your face told her you did not. She shot you a disapproving look. “Y/N, darling, you can’t keep this from him. Letting these thoughts continue will only damage you further.”

“I know, I know. I just can’t bring myself to talk about it. We’re in such a good place,” you were supposed to bring up your insecurities with Kugo but, you never found the right moment. Things were going good and you didn’t want to mess it up just because your subconscious was being a bitch. 

“Just because you’re in a good place doesn’t mean you stop talking about the things that bother you. Keeping things to yourself is what causes problems. How do you expect him to improve if you can’t tell him the truth? Eventually, mating season will come and Kugo will become even more dominating than what he is now. You need to tell him,” this is why you love his mother. She’s such a blunt person, always telling the both of you when you’re wrong. “So, what are you going to do today?”

“I’m gonna make cute little orca cupcakes,” you yelp as she hits you in the back of your head. “Whaaaa? I’m literally running a bakery.”

“You know what I meant,” she hits you again for extra measure.

“Goodness, woman, are you sure you’re not really a hero in disguise?” she raises her hand to hit you again. “Okay, okay, no need to hit me anymore. I’ll talk to him tonight.”

“No, you’ll talk to him as soon as he comes to pick you up,” you pout.

“Mama Orca, I’m gonna be here at the bakery all day. He’ll go home eventually. I’ll just meet him there.”

“Nope, I’ve decided. I will text him to come back to the shop once he’s done with work for the day. Then, you’ll talk to him,” you gave her an exasperated look which she responded to by lifting her hand again. You’ve lost this battle. 

You go on about your day, catering to the few customers that walk in. It’s always a delight to see their faces the first moment they bite into one of your pastries. They always compliment the chef, not knowing that they’re really complimenting you. You never correct them though, you don’t do it for praise. You do it because you like to make people happy. 

It’s been a long day. Your feet ache from running around all day, your back hurts a bit from being hunched over the mixer, and you feel a slight headache coming on. Truthfully, you just want to go home and take a nap in your bathtub (Kugo’s told you time and time again not to do it but, that’s not going to get in your way of relaxation). Nevertheless, you stayed after closing time, waiting for Kugo to come pick you up. 

“Is everything okay?! My mother said it was an emergency,” you gave his mother an incredulous look. Oh, yeah, you forget to mention that she stayed with you the entire time to make sure you didn’t try to run home. Whatever anyone ever says about the woman, she’s definitely a ride-or-die. 

“You told him this was an emergency?”

“It is,” she gives you an innocent look. “It’s a love emergency.”

“Love emergency?” Kugo looks confused. 

“Yes, a love emergency. Now, Y/N, tell Kugo what you were telling me a few weeks ago,” now, she didn’t need to say it like that. You can already tell you’re going to be in trouble once this conversation is over.

“Weeks?” yes, you’re definitely going to be in trouble with the way Kugo’s looking at you. “What have we talked about when it comes to our problems?”

“To always talk about them together so we can face them together. What’s my problem is your problem and what’s your problem is my problem,” you repeat the mantra he’s told you over the past month. 

“So, what is it then?”

“Well,” you look at Kugo’s mother for a bit of extra encouragement. “I’ve been feeling some type of way about our relationship,” a look of heartbreak crossed Kugo’s face. 

“Are you breaking up with me?”

“No, no, no. This isn’t that type of conversation. I love you and I love our relationship. I’ve just been feeling a way about what happened before our relationship. I know you try everyday to make up for what you did and said but, I always find myself thinking about it when I’m alone. I feel like I’m just not worthy of your love; I’m scared that one day you’ll realize what I’ve been thinking all along and you’ll leave me again,” you look away from his scrutinizing gaze. “I don’t want you to leave.”

The room is quiet for a few moments. Well, more like a few minutes. You waddle on your feet in front of him as he continues to stare at you. His stare never wavers, never falls from your form, and you’re beginning to think that you’ve pushed him a bit too far. 

“Mother, she’ll talk to you tomorrow,” Kugo drags you out of the bakery, leaving your keys to your apartment. Well, it looks like you’ll be staying the night with Kugo. The car ride is silent as he drives you to his home, the air tense with no music and no words exchanged. The only thing reassuring you is his hand that rests on your thigh, rubbing circles on your warm flesh. 

It seems like the ride is longer than the normal 25 minutes. It seems like forever till you’re pulling into the driveway of his secluded home. 

“Go in the house and get undressed. I want you on the bed waiting for me once I walk in,” he pushed his keys into your awaiting hands. You wanted to protest but, the look in his eyes alerted something dormant in your mind that this would not be a good time to argue (not unless you wanted to end up naked outside for the world to see you). 

You race into his home, running to his room as you undress on the way. By the time you cross the threshold, your nipples are pebbling with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. You lay yourself across the bed, looking up at the ceiling as you wait for his heavy footsteps.

“Darling, do I have your permission to please your body in ways you’ve never known?” a gush of wetness leaves you. Staring up at Kugo’s lustful red eyes, you feel safe enough to give yourself away. You nod. “I need verbal consent, love.”

“Please, just do what you want with me,” you groan as he wastes no time sliding down your body to your pussy. His warm blood makes the room even hotter as he lifts your hips up to meet his mouth. He’s always so careful with his teeth when he first licks up your slit. Just like the times before, he keeps your hips in such an iron hold that you can’t squirm away. His tongue is hot and coarse, long enough to lick your clit in one go. It starts off with long, calculated, jerky strokes but quickly ends up with him feasting on you. 

You whimper as his tongue slips inside your hole, your legs spasming when he reaches his long arms up your body to pinch your nipples. Every time you look down at what he’s doing, you groan and the look he’s giving you. His eyes watch your every movement, always taking note of how your eyebrows furrow when his tongue does something you like. 

You nearly jump five feet off of the bed when his tongue slides even deeper into your pussy. You can feel his grin once his tongue finds that spongy part of your pussy, attacking it mercilessly. You're shaking hard enough that his head shakes as well when your orgasm crashes into your body. 

“Fuckkkk Kugo fuck , fuck, fuckkkk. Oh my fuckkk, please, can’t, OHHHH FUCKKKK,” you screech as he doesn’t let up; he continues to eat you out with no signs of stopping. You push at his head a bit and only then does he slide his tongue out of your delicious heat. 

“What’s wrong baby?” he wipes his tongue all around his mouth without breaking eye-contact. “I told you this morning I was hungry. You told me I could use you however I want. You can’t take my tongue, baby? Is it too much for you?”

Your breath hitches in your throat as he licks you clit for emphasis, his fingers spreading your lips so he can easily suck your pearl into his mouth. You try to pull away but, his strong grip continues to keep you captive. Another orgasm later and he’s sliding back up your body. You hadn't even noticed his nakedness until now. Not surprisingly, Kugo is every bit big that you’ve felt before. Still, your eyes widen significantly. 

“Calm down, baby. I promise to be gentle,” you scrunch your brows. 

“But,  I haven’t,” you blushed and jerked the air in front of your mouth. Kugo’s laughter booms around you, getting rid of any nervousness you had before. 

“Baby, you know your pleasure is my pleasure. You don’t always have to give me a blowjob just because I like eating you out. Just enjoy yourself,” your positions are flipped. You’re laying on Kugo’s chest, your smooth skin rubbing against his own. You always thought he’d feel a bit different but, it feels so natural to slide your skin against his. “Baby, I want to try a different position for our first time. Something that’ll make you feel really good. Do I have your permission?”

“I trust you,” that was enough for him to turn you around reverse-cowgirl style and spread his legs. He slotted you in between his legs, you clits rubbing against his shaft. 

“You can start whenever you want to. Don’t be pressured to take everything at once. And donnnnn ohfhhhh fuck yes,” Kugo leaned back as you started to drop yourself down on him. Your ass was softly nestled against his thighs, his dick already halfway in your heat. The searing pain of the stretch made your toes clench, the pain turning into pleasure as Kugo began to rub your clit. “Fuck, baby. You don’t gotta uhh take fuck yes baby.”

You ignored his heading and rammed yourself down the rest of the way. Only a bit of his dick wasn’t inside of you and you felt like you were on fire. As you tried to lean down on your chest, you felt his dick slide into your pussy deeper. You were trying hard to fight off your orgasm as you slowly slid yourself up a bit and pushed yourself down roughly. You said a punishing rhythm for yourself, Kugo cursing up a storm. You went to lean up when Kugo’s hand slapped your ass hard.

“Ohhh, no you don’t. Take that dick like a good girl,” you mewl as he pushes you back down and helps you guide your hips. He’s managed to work his finger into the tight rim of your ass, assisting your ride in that way as well. “Fuckk yes, baby. Take your dick. Take all of it.”

“Kugooo, not gonna last. Fuckk Kugo. FUCKKKK,” you scream as you cum again, urging Kugo you pick your hips up and plow into your pussy. 

“You like it when I use your pussy? You like being a toy for my pleasure?” you couldn’t even answer through the moans. His brutal fucking was taking a toll as you laid your body all the way down, taking his thrusts like the good girl your are. “Babyyy, I’m gonna fucking cum. Ouu fuck, can I cum inside?”

‘Always such a gentleman.’

“Pleaseeee, yess,” not even a few seconds later, Kugo was spilling his hot seed into your womb. You’ve never had a man cum in you before and you’re glad you waited till this moment. It feels so personal between the two of you.

He pulled you off of him and laid you on his chest, his hands playing with your hair. He was letting you calm down before he showed you what he really brought you for.

“I wanted to wait till I did this,” Kugo sat up and slipped out of the bed. He kneeled next to you, fumbling underneath the bed for something. “Gotdamnit. I know I put it right here,”

“What’s wrong? Do you want me to he-” you’re getting ready to get out of the bed to help him search when he pushes you back down quickly. “Baby?”

“I’ve got it,” he pulls out a small velvet box. Your jaw drops, tears already forming. “I’ve had this here, underneath this bed, since the first time you came over and you kissed me like there was nothing else that mattered. I didn’t know when would be a good time to give this to you but, I know now that I shouldn’t have waited. I should’ve given it to you that night.” 

“I know that we’re still early in our relationship but, I’d really like to marry you one day. And, you taking this ring doesn’t mean you have to marry me right away but, I hope you’ll come to realize just how much I love you. I’ve known you for over a year and I’ve loved you for eleven months. All it took was one month for me to see how you’re my person,” you silently nod and cry as you allow him to slide the ring onto your finger. “So, please, will you do me the honor of being my future bride?”

“YES!!!” 

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Okay, so last post I was giving Lucifer 5B some credit for getting me interested and intrigued about a shitty character, so, as all things should be balanced, here comes the other side of the question. I'll say right off the bat that Lucifer was never a show I took seriously, all at once because of the tone, the way they chose to develop and delve into the themes, the monster-of-the-week format (though also done in spn, there it's redeemed by the darker tone and more subtle theme-development. Obviously, this is S1-S5 I'm talking about) and again the overall way this world works. I've been known to accuse Cobra Kai and even Breaking Bad for coincidence-bending, but they don't even come close to the level of Lucifer here. Then, of course, there's how easy everything is, like a bloody sled on ice: drugs - no problem, kill someone - no problem, infiltrate a mafia group - no fooking problem. How? Well, glaze over that, it's not that important. Except it is. Remember how in that same Breaking Bad Walter's team spent considerable chunks of the show planning, hiding evidence, preparing, measuring little details, diligently covering up their tracks. And they were only involved in a measly drug manufacturing business. Imagine the shit Lucifer runs, with crime bosses, drugs, demons and prostitutes piling out of his front door. Obviously it's a show about angels and demons, and the realism isn't the focus of the program, but still, these things matter. There's always a convenience to it. Like, oh, you need to infiltrate the Russian mafia or some shit? Don't worry, I know a guy - and poof, problem gone. That's not even to mention the universe bending out of shape all around Lucifer, everyone (Chloe especially) putting up with his humiliating bullshit, the fact that he would be kicked out the police in anything even remotely resembling real life, that the mc's get away with almost everything, the unrealistic dialogue that no human irl ever speaks, the second-hand embarrassment, the cheesy "morale" speeches, the dull, predictable cases that are all done by the same formula... and more. So okay, there's a lot, a lot, of problems with this show. Which is why no one really takes it that seriously, we all know it's kind of trashy. But "kind of trashy" is one thing. Now, when season 5 introduces a genuine "evil twin" that we're meant to take with even a bit of seriousness, in the footsteps of such chef d'oeuvres as Dispicable Me 3, when that twin is the most caricature-like villain in recent history, when the allmighty is a buffoon with half a brain, forget omniscient, and isn't even in-line with the stuff he's done before, when one of the main cast is offed as though mid-sentense, with no lead-up, no foreshadowing, no preamble, like a toss of a dice, when the main character is on a race to become God himself, and his love interested Mrs God, and when, oh, Jesus fucking Christ, just stop already! I truly wonder if the writer's room a big dart board with all these drunk-ass ideas stuck onto it, and they blind throw to make the next season. It's finally hitting me now, as I'm writing this, what on god's green earth I watched yesterday.

Why does Lucifer need to become God? Why does a war in Heaven even have to be introduced? Why not focus of the more intricate inter-personal conflicts on Earth, on the characters and their mentalities, on those meaningful arcs that hold actual importance, and emotion, and down-to-earth (lol), well, meaning again. Why do we need a heavenly war? Why does Lucifer need the approval of the angels, when the moral seems to be that he makes himself who he is, not his status, not his people, not his past and not the Silver City (an excellent moral, by the way, so credit where it's due. This self-actualisation business is the second best thing in the whole show)? I get that this is why the majority vote doesn't work, but then what does work? Are they ment to self-actualise into becoming God? Now, I'm aware it's left uncertain whether Luci really is God, so I won't go there for now, but then we have the issue of his resurrection. Was it a reward for self-sacrifice? That wouldn't fit so well, considering all the previous sacrifices that were much more impressive than this one. And what's the philosophy behind that - he's acting out of love? But to what end, if by dying he practically fucked all the other people on Earth, including the very same Chloe he just brough back down? Are these really the qualities for a God to have?

Or did he once again self-actualise, but this time he actualised himself to life? That would truly be a stake-killer. I saw a theory that he finally saw himself as worthy of Heaven, which doesn't quite link to coming back to life. Well, these are perhaps, once again, speculations, and maybe this will be cleared up next season. As for Lucifer's God status, it's a shitty move on the writers' part. Not only was the execution rushed, but thematically, again, Lucifer becoming God to feel worthy of Chloe is nonsense. From a plot and theme standpoint, why does this need to happen? This Godly status holds no meaning, no emotional worth, it's not fullfilling, not symbolic of anything fitting other than that same old "bad to good" and I guess the irony of the Devil becoming God, but the irony is an empty one if it has no real meaning. Which is the case. The whole thing is empty of substance, and I don't know why they went there. You know, it's hollow anyway, not least because Lucifer really doesn't deserve it. Even this season, he is nothing but a child - he acts and thinks like a child, he unchangeably does the same "projecting" bs from season to season to season with no actual sign of emotional maturity other than that in the words of other characters. But you can say he's different all you want, it's not gonna work if the subtle signs of his change aren't there. Say, imagine if Endeavor kept running his mouth about atonement, but kept dutifully abusing his kids - this is that. And yeah, Lucifer loves Chloe in his own way, cares about her, and even comes out of his self-absorbed little world for her, which by the way bugged me about their uneven relationship since season 1 (you know, treating her like shit with a flimsy excuse and then "making up" for it with a grand gesture of sacrifice or a round of angsty suffering. Time after time, every time.)

And finally, of course, there's the issue of how inconsiderate it is to Chloe for him to become God. I mean, it's dead obvious no relationship will be possible there, not without becoming even more unhealthy than it already seems. Themathic significance and meaning aside, even then, even in-universe, it's a shitty thing Lucifer does, again, for himself. So that he feels worthy of Chloe. What she feels, once he's made it his goal to do something, essentially doesn't matter anymore. And the plot fascilitates this splendidly, I mean, she always forgives him without fault like a well-oiled machine. Always, whatever he does, and it's gotten old a long time ago. We know Lucifer can do anything, anything at all, and he will be forgiven - by Chloe, by Maze, by Dan, by Linda, by Amenadiel, by anyone that he needs to forgive him. You'll be lucky if they don't do it the same episode, and extraordinarily lucky if it takes them three or four.

There are many other things to discuss this season, like Dan's ridiculously badly written death, Chloe's whole character stagnation, the, khm, the musical episode, the saturaday morning cartoon villain problem, the fact that Michael manages to descieve an omniscient being, and God himself. I might do those separately, might not, we'll see, as those aren't nearly as interesting to dissect as the above.

Aaaand, anyway, if he is now God, I strongly suspect they'll play the angle of "even though he's God, he stills feels shitty, as true self-love/worth comes from elsewhere" and the usual thing.

[kirisaki-daichi-scenarios]

kiridai, haizaki + akashi seijuro II

part one here

For a moment, Akashi wonders whether he’s hallucinating.

Of course, he’s in perfect condition - both physical and mental - and this mirage can’t be one inspired by desire either. If that were the case, if it were some bizarre manifestation of his missing Teikō, he’d be imagining Kuroko or Midorima instead. Maybe even Aomine, though that’s a stretch.

He certainly wouldn’t have conjured up the Haizaki Shougo by choice.

“Oi, Akashi, long time no see!”

His fellow first year is leaning against the lockers, just a few strides ahead of Akashi, adorning a black hoodie over the issued white Kirisaki Daiichi shirt, first few holes unbuttoned and tie undone.

“Haizaki.”

Why Haizaki’s attending a school for the very rich, for those with power and success foretold in their futures, when he’s neither of those categories, Akashi doesn’t know. It’s hard to come up with a good guess either. All Akashi can think of right now is that, of all people he’s ever met in his life, Haizaki’s the last he would have ever liked to meet again (let alone go to the same school with, for the second time in a row), and that he’ll be late to his next class, if he dignifies Haizaki with a response longer than one word.

Unfortunately, it seems Haizaki has other plans.

“A little bird told me,” grins Haizaki, stepping in front of Akashi, and side-stepping when Akashi does. His face is inches away from the redhead’s face, as his tongue darts out over his thumb, “that you’ve not been able to join the basketball team here. Guess they were looking for a skilled team player, and you couldn’t fill the requirements, huh?”

“Enough, Shougo. I don’t have the time to entertain you.”

Akashi pushes against Haizaki’s shoulder, trying to get past. Haizaki pushes back.

“To think you kicked me out of the team - and now look at you.”

“Good. Bye. Shougo.”

“Three years here, and you’re not going to play basketball for any of them. Better start coming up with excuses to not play with your miracle buddies. They’re all going to have way surpassed you as players by the time we graduate.”

Akashi’s faintly aware of his shoulders shivering, as he glowers at Haizaki.

“Watch your tone,” he snarls.

For a second, Haizaki looks a little unnerved, as if he’s instinctually reverted back to the days Akashi was his captain. But the emotion soon passes. All that follows is a smug grin that haunts Akashi for the rest of the day.

It’s the disrespect; that’s what Akashi can’t handle.

The mere concept that some arrogant fool like Haizaki, who’s never worked for anything in his life, could have been handed a place on the first string on a plate, just because someone somewhere (Hanamiya) has such fun meddling with people’s lives.

*****

If Akashi had ever liked Haizaki at all, had ever held a single non-negative emotion towards the guy, he soon loses it. The boy's like a kanji whose definition you search up once, and now you’re seeing it everywhere you go. For weeks, Akashi hadn’t known Haizaki was a member of the same school. Yet now they've been bumping into each other every day. And, every time, Haizaki’s got trainers on, or a basketball in his hands - if he had had half as much an enthusiasm for the sport during middle school, then maybe he would have been able to continue as a member on the team - and he meets Akashi’s gaze to smirk, as the ball spins on his finger.

The time he once spent playing basketball, Akashi now spends riding, working on additional homework, studying Shogi tactics, and searching up Hanamiya’s name. The second year’s eyes tease him from within his computer screen, as he carefully reads through all the information on the Uncrowned Kings - searching for anything that he could possibly use against Hanamiya, since he’s already understood that this is an opponent he can’t face without preparation. But all he learns is that Hanamiya played ball with Imayoshi in middle school, that their team was expectedly successful, and that he won some university level prize for chemistry last year.

That, and (from a blog on the third page of Google results, by some kid who faced the Kirisaki Daichi basketball team last year): “I used to like superhero movies. I liked how predictable they were - that you could always bet on the hero being stronger than the villain. But now I’ve faced that fucker Hanamiya, I don’t know about that anymore. He’s the shittiest piece of shit I’ve ever met, and, not only does he get away with it, but also he completely defeated against my senpais, who’d spent years training for that moment. It’s like he’s sent from hell.”

It’s with this blog in mind, that Akashi, with his newly acquired position as student council head, decides to forgo fighting with Hanamiya face-to-face, to make the matter political instead. That’s one angle he knows he can succeed at; it's what his father trained him for.

He's superior to Hanamiya - by far. He's a born talent, and he'll know nothing but success in his life, once he's sorted out the second year. Hanamiya's nothing but a cheap bully in comparison.

*****

“Finally,” Akashi announces, towards the end of the student council meeting, sat with his back straight, “I’m concerned about the basketball team.”

There’s a collective sigh to varying degrees, by the other members of the committee. One girl slips the boy beside her a 10,000 yen banknote, as he rolls his eyes.

“Look, Akashi, you’ve not been here long,” begins the 3rd year Vice President, adjusting his glasses, “but I’ll save you the trouble of wasting your time with this. If you’ve got a problem with them; well, no, you don’t.”

“I’m not sure I understand,” replies Akashi, who knows damn well what’s going on, but who wants to hear it admitted by these buffoons who have let Hanamiya run free across the school.

The student council has spent so many hours of their week sat in this room of mahogany chairs with plush purple seats, with the large, arch-shaped windows which overlook the campus grounds: mostly the golf course, but with the indoor gyms in the corner, where the Kirisaki Daichi basketball team is no doubt messing around as Akashi speaks (why would they bother practicing if all they do is injure opponents?) And thus student council enjoys many privileges too, which one would only deserve if they were keeping the school in order - but that's something which they lost all hope in managing, the minute Hanamiya stepped onto this campus unchained.

“We don’t get involved with Hanamiya, or anything he does, or any troubles he might have allegedly cause. Ergo, we don’t get involved with any of the rest of them either.”

“The headmaster-“

“The headmaster’s an old friend of the Yamazaki family’s. Even if he wasn’t, he loves Seto and Hanamiya - they’re the type that's guaranteed to get into Tōdai and become very powerful in the future - he's always indulging in them. You know, in the past, we only had a sports scholarship for golf, but this year, Hanamiya claimed he had to have one for basketball, something about a talented player who couldn't afford the school fees. So it was up to us to factor that into the school's budget, because God forbid someone goes against Hanamiya. You can do whatever you want as student council president - we all know you're more than qualified for the position - but just leave Hanamiya be.”

Fighting his inner rage at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation, Akashi exhales slowly. How can favouritism be so blatant? How can a couple kids with better opportunities than others have so much power?

And, worse, everyone’s starting to get up already, undermining his own power as the president. Like they think this meeting’s over.

“Haizaki Shougo has injured teammates in the past.” Akashi adds quickly, “it’s not in the school’s interests to allow him to represent us.”

The girl that had been sat opposite Akashi - the editor-in-chief of the school’s magazine - slips her backpack onto her back, as she asks, “has he injured anyone here?”

“He very well might have.”

“Then take it up with the discipline council.”

Akashi allows a thin smile to form across his lips. Hope. Potential for at least one ally against the Kiridai team.

“Who’s the head of the discipline council?”

“Hanamiya.” When the Vice President looks at Akashi, there’s genuine pity in his eyes. “With all due respect, I think you should give this up.”

******

As Akashi makes his way through the school grounds, to where a chauffeur should be waiting to drive him home, he stops briefly by the flower beds by the entrance to the main building. They’re being tended by a tall man, with dark hair, and darker eyes, but his movements are gentle as he sprinkles root powder onto the soil under the rose bush.

If only, thinks Akashi (watching the stranger, hoping the splendid colours of the flowers might lower his blood pressure enough to not explode at his father this evening), his school life could be so simple. How nice would it be for his only responsibilities to constitute of some gardening here and there, in a world where useless bureaucrats, Hanamiya, and (by default) the basketball team, didn’t exist.

But even this dream is quickly shattered.

“Furuhashi!” yells a pink-head obnoxiously, with a basketball jersey loose around his torso. He's accompanied by the second year who had led Akashi to the gym on that fateful first day, “you seriously ditched us just for your roses? We’ve had to scour the whole campus looking for you - Hanamiya didn’t want us to leave without you, but, man, between you and post-practice udon-”

“You've known me this many years, Hara,” replies Furuhashi, standing up slowly, “and you really didn’t to check whether I was by the flowerbeds first?”

Only now does Furuhashi see Akashi. They stare at each other for a long moment - Akashi with nothing but disappointment in his eyes, and Furuhashi clearly wondering why a stranger looks so disgruntled with his existence - until Hara interrupts.

“Oh hey, Akashi,” he grins, “you wouldn’t be standing there, hoping we’d invite you to join us, would you? Alas, only the first string’s allowed on these outings. But, if you wipe down the court, then I might just put in a good word for you.”

The man beside him chuckles. Furuhashi rolls his eyes, and wipes the remnants of soil of his trousers.

Akashi walks off without looking back once. He walks so fast he’s practically jogging. The more he hears of the pink-head’s voice, the more he thinks of Kise, or of all the Teikō team and of the times they spent together, post-practice, whilst now they’re spread across the country, whilst he’s stuck at a school with Haizaki and Hanamiya, because his father is so convinced his son will become a politician.

“I see you’re not on the basketball team anymore,” says the man that evening. His are the only words said over dinner; Akashi doesn’t trust himself to open his mouth. “Good. You should join the golf club instead; the prime minister’s son’s an alumni of theirs.”

In the night, Akashi dreams that he’s in an exam hall, but he can’t understand any of the questions in the test before him, and he’s not got a pen with him either. Feeling nauseous, he raises a hand, and the teacher lets him leave to the toilet - but with a distrustful glimpse in her eye, like she thinks he’s just a cheat. When he stands up, his belt snaps. Forced to hold his trousers in place himself, he runs all the way to the school bathrooms, but, when he finally finds a stall available, the lock on the front is broken, and Hanamiya’s filming him with a grin.

He wakes at 2am, yet can’t fall back asleep. Instead, he decides to search up the meaning of the dream, before shortly closing his computer again after all that comes up is insinuations of stress, fear, and cowardice. What’s worse is that it’s possible. He might be stressed. He might even be nervous.

At 3am, he finds himself watching a recording of Kirisaki Daichi’s match with Seirin last year. And, maybe it’s just the delirium of only having slept a couple hours, but, when the pixelated Hanamiya snaps his fingers and Seirin’s centre is moved out of the court on a stretcher shortly after, Akashi shivers.

He feels feverish, sick and cold at the same time, and yet he plays the match on repeat till 7am comes around, and it’s time to prepare for school.

*****

Hanamiya grins when he sees Akashi - and his rumpled shirt, and the dark circles under his eyes - during lunch.

“I hear you’re student president now,” he says, as he wraps his arm around the first year’s shoulders, close enough that Akashi can see the redness of the captain's knuckles, remnants from the previous student he dealt with.

Around them, students cast quick looks at the duo as they walk past. They gaze at Hanamiya with curiosity and thinly veiled worry, and at Akashi with nothing more than sympathy. He’s never felt more humiliated.

At last, glaring and making sure his voice retains a cutting edge, Akashi replies, “I am.”

“Well I don’t know if you know, but I actually run the discipline committee,” Hanamiya’s voice is practically singing, as he gives Akashi's arm a squeeze, “so if you ever have a problem with anyone, if anyone’s ever bothering you, just let me know. I’ll soon sort them out for you.”

Akashi clenches his fist, stares down at the ground. Bitter, bitter rage rises within him, but stronger is the sense of defeat. His heart tells him to apologise - for anything at all, just to get this man off his back - though he refuses to allow himself to sink so low. Better, he knows, would be to leave before he says something he’ll regret.

And, as he walks away, he hears Hanamiya’s voice behind him - “I look forward to working with you, Sei!” - and the words ring in his head for the rest of the day, like a threat.

He understands now, if nothing else, what the captain means, when he talks about ‘trash’.

****

authors notes:

if the above fic is unreadable, it’s because i was up researching akashi at 4am, and then spent 5am onwards writing and editing this. lowkey, i really enjoyed writing this! in particular, putting the work in to write the point of view of a character i’ve written so little for in the past, was a lot of fun, and, more so, trying to fit in little canon details about akashi into this fic too. (he comes off a bit of a patronising twat in the manga/anime, but, man, there’s a whole to be uncovered between the lines). so, hopefully, if any of y’all are akashi fans, you won’t notice too many ooc aspects in this :D

also, i'd like to dedicate these odd 2.2k words to @dust-of-fandoms and @thecrimsonacademic ! your enthusiasm towards this au really motivated me, so i hope you like this addition to the first part :)

[themosleyreview]

The Mosley Review: Thor: Love and Thunder

If there's one character that has had the most growth in the Marvel Cinematic Universe while his solo films have dropped in quality since the first entry, its Thor. His first film was a shakespearian epic that was simple, but the character development was superb. It understood the assignment and passed with flying colors. Then by the time we got to Ragnorok, the character's films became a joke and bad one at that. I'm all for switching things up mid stream, but not to the point where you ruin the foundation that bore its existence. I was truly saddened that one of the greatest Norse Gods was filed down to a Saturday morning cartoon and not taken seriously. Now comes a new entry and it started off so powerful and introduces something that this character has needed since the The Dark World, a great villain. After that gorgeous opening, the same problems emerge that the previous film had and just keeps getting worse. The tone of this film is all over the place and only seems to finally focus up towards the mid section of the film. There seems to be a fear to let your fanbase that has been there since 2008, see a more dramatic and mature toned story. Instead of embracing death and a many scenes of tension, they pull back on the reigns and drop a joke that completely stops the story progression. It was truly a big disappointment that this film really didn't learn from its past mistakes. At least some of the characters this time around get treated better for the most part.

Chris Hemsworth returns as Thor and he is still great as the character. I've wished for him to step back into the version of the character that is more serious and less a buffoon and that wish has partially come true. He does take things more seriously this time and I did like his self deprecating humor. His comedic charm is still intact and he is always great in action scenes. Natalie Portman returns as Jane Foster and she gets a hell of an upgrade in character development. I truly loved her chemistry with Hemsworth in the first Thor film and thankfully that has finally returned. There are some moments where her dialogue was a bit rough and she did the best she could with it. Tessa Thompson returns as Valkyrie and I liked that she was more toned down. She wasn't as in your face "I'm a strong woman with no flaws" type of character this time around. She was more relatable. Taika Waititi as Korg was alright this time around and there was a decision that was made with the character at first that I was hoping would stay, but of course its then played for jokes. Russell Crowe was good as Zeus and I liked that he played him as a pompous, arrogant and a lazier God. I do wish he was the ZEUS we know but once again, comedy. Christian Bale delivers a truly heartbreaking and sometimes creepy performance as Gorr. I loved that he got an amazing arc in the film and you understand his quest. He may not have been exactly what he looks like in the comics, but I dug this more human look. He was the best villain this franchise has seen in a very long time and I loved every second he was on screen.

The score by Michael Giacchino and Nami Melumad was fun and I liked the new themes that were created for Jane and Gorr. When its not Giacchino and Melumad, we are treated to almost all of the greatest hits Guns & Roses and the songs were used pretty well in the film. Visually the film was just as or more colorful than Ragnorok and is pretty to look at and actually fits this time. I know it seems like I'm ragging on the comedy alot, but it truly stops the movie everytime chance it gets. There were so many scenes where the story started to actually try to get you invested and finally show some form of tension, but it is violently ripped away by dropping a bad joke or showing off memes that have died more than 5 years ago. It was so maddening and I really couldn't stand. Director Taika Waititi is a talented filmmaker, but he has damaged this characters' image and ruined almost all chances for him to be the epic hero he’s supposed to be. He needs to step away from this character and do something that is in his wheel house instead forcing his comedic style on someone that isn't a comedian. Thor has been my favorite character since the MCU started and it pains me to see him like this. Overall it's still worth watching for Gorr but other than that, its barely a step up from Ragnorok. There are 2 end credits and I loved the second one the most. Let me know what you thought of the film or my review in the comments below. Thanks for reading!

[sayruq]

I really don’t think Aegon being Dornish has anything to do with why he isn’t liked/believed to be fake. I feel like more than anything it’s where he’s introduced in the story. He’s brought in SO late to the narrative that it’s not impossible to like him buuuut it does feel like his appearance is robbing Dany or Jon or Stannis of their goals when people have spent 4/5 books and 15 years rooting for these characters by the time he is introduced. Maybe had he been introduced in SoS as “Young Griff” and then revealed at the end of the novel that he truly was as Aegon VI the entire time I feel he might now have gotten such a short end of a stick.

aegon coming into the story late would make people indifferent to him, like the way they’re indifferent to the greyjoys and jon connington (the only people that don’t like him are martell stans). if people said, ‘aegon isn’t all that,’ that would be one thing but aegon is widely disliked. this fandom can’t universally agree on anything- every theory has its supporters and its detractors except the aegon is a blackfyre theory, a convoluted mess of a theory that makes leaps of logic and contradicts many things grrm has written. honestly until aegon’s 3 stans started going ‘well that doesn’t make sense,’ the blackfyre theory only had support. 

why tho? why was the idea that elia’s son had survived so ridiculous in a story with multiple fake deaths? it’s partly because people think targaryens are so important that aegon should have been introduced in agot and his death shouldn’t be so obviously foreshadowed. it’s one thing to think aegon is stealing jon, stannis and dany’s thunder but it’s another to act like he is a monster who’ll trip over himself because he’s so dumb. i’ve seen people call him joffrey 2.0 because he lost his temper once, i’ve seen people deride him for his lack of experience while ignoring the fact that he is educated, he can take care of himself and he is currently doing very well during his invasion. i’ve seen people call him privileged because he lived with illyrio for the first years of his life even though jon lived in a castle all his life and viserys and dany lived in the house with the red door and with wealthy nobles and merchants for years. aegon’s life isn’t particularly hard, he has parental figures and such but the starks didn’t have difficult lives to begin with either.

if you’ve been a fan of characters of colour before, nothing people say about aegon surprises you. finn took rey’s hand twice and people acted like he sexually assaulted her. moc are often written like they’re hyper-violent for no reason. aegon is considered an abusive monster, he is written into fics as this violent incompetent buffoon who gets humiliated by his white relatives or any white character really. he is put in the same category as proven monsters like joffrey and ramsay. it’s obvious he is a threat to daenerys, yet people genuinely think his well timed invasion will fail because of... reasons. 

when stark stans talked about dany as a villain, they used evidence from the books and they didn’t downplay dany as a threat since she has 3 dragons and she’s obviously the big bad. aegon on the hand is considered bad tempered (he isn’t), unintelligent (he isn’t), incabaple of fighting (he can fight), unable to work with other people (which is untrue), can’t lead people (again read jon connington’s chapters), etc. they underrated him too much and they ignore every chapter he features in to make this arguement (something they do to sansa and catelyn, who are feminine women). aegon would usually be the type of character people typically overrated- he is white passing, tall, ridiculously good looking and he is competent (not overly but he’s not an idiot). yet it’s the complete opposite. it has to be because he isn’t white. 

arianne is so obviously position to be aegon’s wife or at least very important to him and she’s rarely considered to be the ymbq (sometimes she’s included in gifsets but that’s just lipservice, when it comes to the actual discussion, she’s excluded/not taken seriously). everything the fandom does to aegon, they do arianne, doran and oberyn, 3 obviously brown people. even people who think aegon is essosi, do this. the fandom will go on and on about how essosi people are white but they don’t act like it, they often racialise essosi characters and use racist tropes.

finally, how come people don’t do this to euron? the big bads were the others, the lannisters, and the boltons. then this dude shows up in book 4 claiming to able to accomplish great feats of magic including the apocalypse. he is obviously a big threat to daenerys and our heroes. how come very few readers are sceptical? how come he is so readily accepted and aegon isn't?

honestly you’d think people would be a little more appreciative given how s7 and s8 fell apart without him.

[wisteria-lodge]

Could you list me some good Slytherin traits (primary and secondary) and good Slytherin characters? There’s a Gryffindor being cocky around me and I am growing tired of him and his old ‘hurr durr Slytherins are villains’ speech

JKR doesn’t just tweak her world to make Slytherins looks bad. She tweaks her world to make Gryffindors look good. 

Every time her Gryffindors do something suspect or shady, we gloss over it, or get reasons why it was justified. Dumbledore being ice-cold, manipulative, controlling? It’s okay, he’s literally saving the world, it turns out all right in the end and everybody eventually agrees with him. Arthur and Molly Weasley being political radicals who kinda seem to value their cause more than their kids? Never given emotional weight, and Voldemort is so evil and the Ministry so comedically corrupt that their position seems like the only sensible one. Hermione finds ways to torture Rita Skeeter, Marietta, and Umbridge, and it’s played as a joke every time. 

Compare that to Horace Slughorn, the most broadly positive Slytherin character. He’s charming and a good teacher, but the book frames him as “collecting” famous or soon-to-be famous students so he can... name-drop them and ask them for future favors, I guess. He’s also a bit of a buffoon, which I think is very unfair. Like - okay, Ron is poisoned. What is more likely: Harry Potter comes up with a piece of potions trivia that he heard six years ago, or Slughorn, who has been a Potions teacher for decades, knows what to do in the case of a potion accident. But nah, Slughorn panics and Harry has to save the day. 

I look at this guy and see a talented teacher, who loves teaching, who basically starts an extracurricular honors discussion group. And then he’s proud that so many of his ex-students decide to keep in touch with him. His decision to alter the memory where he tells Tom Riddle about Horcruxes is framed as vanity, but I see guilt. Slughorn must think that he failed Tom Riddle so badly as a teacher. 

But at least he gets interiority of some kind. That’s more than I can say for Narcissa Malfoy, which is weird considering how insanely important she is to the plot. Fans have done a really good job filling in the holes in Draco’s redemption arc, because that is not work the books do for you. We spend so much time on Voldemort’s backstory, but I honestly couldn’t tell you why he does anything. (Does he want to belong? Does he like messing with people? Is he bored? Is this like... how he gets funding for his experiments?) And when Snape gets self-sacrificial it’s because “I sometimes think we sort too soon.” So he’s basically an honorary Gryffindor.

@sortinghatchats have started to sort the ethos of a work of fiction in their excellent podcast. If Harry Potter takes place in a Gryffindor universe, The Witcher, The Untamed, and The Good Place all take place in Slytherin universes, and have many, many heroic Slytherin characters. I would also add Buffy the Vampire Slayer to that list. 

Unfortunately, the Harry Potter universe is actually too Gryffindor for me. I want my morality a little more nuanced, I want my writers to give a little more care and understanding to the characters the protagonists don’t agree with. And unfortunately, it sure looks like JKR’s absolutist way of seeing the world, and her trouble even comprehending people she doesn’t agree with, is something that spills out into the real world. 

These books were important to me. And I like this system, I like laying it over the series and coloring it with a more complex moral system then I think it ever really had to begin with. It updates it for me.