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southwestchili · 13 days ago

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Gunpoint! ☠︎︎

Robber! Toji x Gas station worker! Reader

Synonpsis: Yikes! you are being held at gunpoint by some big buff guy in a mask, this isn't good. All you wanted to do was work your shitty cashier job and now your being put through this? Your night couldnt get any worse, but, maybe you arent so unlucky after all..

Tags: Reader is AFAB!, Dark content, dub-con, mask kink, fear play, gunplay, blowjobs, doggy style, toji is not a good guy in this, name calling, hair pulling, raw sex, breeding kink if you squint, spanking like twice.

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You're an overworked and definitely underpaid college student who works at the local gas station off one of the roads near campus. Your job isn't hard; all you really do is check people out stupid questions and have to deal with the occasional crazy person. Other than cleaning, restocking, and running the cash register, your job is fairly simple. The only problem is the fact that your manager loves giving you the night shifts.

Now, you wouldn’t mind this job if the pay was better, but you're always worried about what might happen—what if one night, someone decides to rob the store? You always rationalize these thoughts with logic, thinking about how people don't rob stores like that nowadays, right? Wrong. This particular night everything was running smoothly; the occasional late-night customers would set in. You're just doing your job as usual, checking people out and restocking shelves. It's late at night; the clock reads 11:20 pm. A customer walks in, and the door opens with a ding. Your eyes look over to the figure entering the store; you greet them with a warm smile and a casual wave. The man that enters is wearing a ski mask, and that's your first red flag. It's a bit chilly out, but not nearly as cold to be wearing one of those. You swallow nervously at the thought of potential danger, your trying to keep a level head. But to add the cherry on top, you're all alone in the store with this man. That would be very cliché of a robber to actually be wearing a ski mask… you think, trying to brush away those thoughts. The man walks up to the counter and rests his hands on the counter. "Hey miss, can I' get a scratcher? The $10 one, please." The mysterious man asks coolly, locking eyes with you. "Yes, sir, I'll go ahead and grab that for you," you say as you bend down slightly under the counter to grab the ticket for him. This guy is odd; he walks into a gas station at 11 pm, wearing a ski mask, to buy a scratch-off ticket? You grab the ticket, and as you tilt your head back up to meet the man, you're met with the muzzle of a gun. Your eyebrows knit together, and you are washed with fear. You put your hands up; you don't know what to do; you've never been held at gunpoint before! "Don't want to waste my time, doll. Make this easy for me and just empty your register, hmm?" He hums at you. You scramble to open the register and remember you literally can't. Your face goes white as you remember that it will jam sometimes. You try to swallow due to your throat being dry. Your eyes start to get watery. You don't know how to deal with this; are you just supposed to tell him that you can't get it open? "Uhm... It won't… open…" You manage to mutter out. You give the man with the gun a pathetic expression. Your face is pale, you're shaking, tears are threatening to fall, and you're utterly helpless right now. The man's patience is starting to run thin. "You better figure it out, doll. M'not leaving here without anything." He says sternly, holding the gun to you; the muzzle is pressing into your shoulder now.

You're grabbing onto the register and starting to shake it; thankfully, the bottom compartment opens, and you sigh in relief. You start gathering the money and placing it into piles. The man just observes you. He's never seen anyone so obedient before; he's definitely intrigued by you. You finish piling the money and give him a look of pleading. You're scared of what happens next. You hope he just takes the money and goes. But it's never that simple. Once the money is stored in the bag, his attention shifts to you. "You're pretty obedient; I like that." The man speaks up, and you're caught off guard. "I, uh... I guess so?" You say your eyes trying to meet his. His head tilts to the side, and he scratches his head with the gun in his head. You don't know why this psycho is trying to make small talk with you after just robbing you. This is absurd, but honestly? You've been so caught up in fearing this man that you haven't gotten a good glimpse of his toned body. His compression shirt and sweatpants definitely don't leave anything to the imagination. If he wasn't robbing you, you totally would want him to do unspeakable things to you. Your eyes trace his body until you're snapped out of your trance by metal against your forehead. "You done fuckin' me with your eyes?" He taunts; he moves from his spot and goes around the counter. Your heart is beating so fast you can hear it in your ears. As the man gets closer and closer, you feel as if it was getting harder to breathe. "You're as pale as a ghost doll. M'not gonna hurt cha'...unless you want me to.." The man is now right in front of you; he's leaning down to meet your level, and his hand is cupping your cheek. Tears are still threatening to fall. You're biting your lip anxiously. "C'mon, don't cry… You don't wanna make me feel like a bad guy, do ya'?" He coos. You blink at him, and your bottom lip trembles. You don't know what to say to him, so you just shake your head and look into his eyes. "Hmm... What should I do with you?" He says moving so he is standing up fully. You tilt your head to meet his eyes. "Wanna have some fun with you before your shift ends..go on and turn that closed sign on f'me yeah?" He says, You just know this bastard is smirking right now. You know what's coming up. You know what he's insinuating, so you comply. You turn around and flip the illuminated sign outside to say 'closed' and all the gas prices on the sign in front. You flip most of the lights off in the store except for the one above the two of your heads to make the store look vacant.

You can feel two pairs of eyes piercing through you from behind, so you face the man. His eyes are hungry, and he steps forward and grabs your chin and pulls his mask up a little before leaning in to give you a sloppy kiss. You kiss him back. This feels downright nasty; you're making out with the same dude that was holding a gun to your head not even five minutes ago. The kiss feels so sinful; his tongue is swirling around your mouth, and yours is trying to make its way into his. But this man just won't let that happen. You can feel a little roughness at the corner of his lips, and you wonder what it is. His hands slide their way down to your throat; he's not applying pressure, but he is just keeping it there. He pulls away from you, and there is a line of saliva connecting you two. He quickly pulls the mask back down before you can get a proper look. You feel two rough hands on your shoulders pushing you down, and you sink to your knees. You watch as he lazily slides his sweats down, and you eye his large cock. His tip is angry and red, and there is a bit of pre-cum spilling from the tip. You take the base of it into your hands, and you lick the top of it. You watch as he reaches over to the counter to grab something. Your view is obstructed, but you're soon reminded of what it is by the familiar metallic sensation on your forehead. Is this guy nuts? you think as you look up at him with a worried look. "Aw... What's that look for, doll? Just makin' sure you do a good job," he says, petting your head. "Keep your eyes on me the whole time; if you don't... well, then… there's gonna be some consequences. And don't cha even think about usin' any teeth either, you got me?" He says, narrowing his eyes, he has a solemn tone. You try and say yes, but you're cut off by him forcibly shoving his cock in your mouth. You look up at him, and you do your best to suck him off. You're being extra careful not to use any teeth. You're keeping your pretty little eyes on his the whole time. This whole situation is so disgustingly lewd and just downright horrible. You can't believe you're sucking off the man who can easily just kill you right here, right now. You hate to admit this, but you're pretty turned on by that fact. Your focus remains still on giving him head. Your tongue is swirling around his tip. And you make sure to jerk off the rest of what doesn't fit into your mouth. You bob your head up and down his shaft, his cock head hitting the back of your throat, making your eyes water. Your tears run down your face, smudging your mascara. You would have worn waterproof if you had known you were gonna suck off a robber. You gag around his length. He grabs the back of your hair that was already in a ponytail and fucks into your mouth. You can feel his cock pulsing into your mouth, and you can hear him starting to breathe louder. He groans a little before cumming down your throat. "Swallow f'me like the good, obedient slut you are." He commands, and you oblige. "Show me; stick out your tongue." He gives you another command, and you follow. You stick your tongue out at the man, and he removes the gun from your forehead, setting it onto the counter again.

"Such a good girl, how about I give ya a reward, hm?" The man looks down at you. You really want to see what he looks like under that thing; you can only imagine how handsome he is. You nod your head before you hesitate to ask him, "Sir... can I? Maybe... see your face? M'not gonna tell anyone, I promise. I just wanna see.." You manage to ask the man in front of you. He gives you a puzzled look, as if you had asked him the most outlandish question. He scoffed and then pulled the mask off his face. You blinked at the sight of a black-haired man with one of the most handsome faces you think you had ever seen. You focus your gaze on the scar that adorns his lip, and you remember feeling it when you made out. You take in his sculpted jawline and how complete his face looks now that you can see the whole thing. "You done starin'? You're makin' me uneasy, doll." He says, smirking. Oh, that smirk is gonna kill you. You bite your lip at him and give him a nod and a quick sorry. But you're not; how can you be sorry for just admiring the absolutely gorgeous man in front of you? "You wanna get fucked now or what? I bet you want it more than anythin' am I right?" The man grabs your face before forcing you to flip around and grab onto the counter for support. You feel as he pulls your skirt off and he peels your panties off. It's embarrassing how utterly wet you are. You feel a harsh smack get landed onto your pussy and look back to the man behind you admiring you. He gives you a smirk before he lines himself up with your hole and pushes himself in all at once. How rude. He goes slow at first, allowing you to adjust to his size. He starts to gradually pick up the pace. Grabbing into your hips and leaving little marks on the soft flesh. You feel great. He's fucking you so dumb you almost forget about the whole being held at gunpoint situation until you see his gun lying right next to your head. You feel him getting rougher with you. You've never been fucked this good in your life. "Hah— fuck! Fuck! Mister! You're fucking me so…good! Don't stop!" You babble, drool slipping past your lips and onto the counter. that you will have to clean. "Fuck…call me Toji doll, you deserved it." The man now known as Toji says. "Oh! Fuck! Toji right there!" you moan; you hope no one can hear you from how loud you're being right now. "Fuck Toji- Gonna cum...You're hitting that—ah!" You gasp as you feel a harsh smack to your ass. "Nuh-uh, you're not cummin until I say you are, girl." Toji punctuates his sentence with a harsh thrust. You see the gun leave the counter, and you can only imagine what he's about to do. You clench your eyes shut, and you feel a cold sensation on your clit. Is this motherfucker rubbing a gun on your clit right now? "Ah! Fuck! Been so good for you, Toji-! Wanna cum! Please, please let me…" you beg the man behind you. "Since you asked so nicely, I'll let you... and I'll even give you a bonus. I'm gonna cum deep inside yer pretty pussy here, gonna claim her for myself." Toji says he is getting close to his high, and as you clench your walls around his cock, he knows it's over. The gun's muzzle rubbing against your clit sends you over the edge. You cry out as you cum around Toji's cock. You can feel him cumming too; the hot sensation of his sperm inside you leaves you dizzy. The gun's movements come to a halt, and Toji pulls out. But he makes sure not one drop of his cum is wasted, and he pulls your panties up, making sure it's secure. Your legs are wobbly, and you watch as Toji pulls his pants up. "You tell anyone 'bout this and I'll actually blow your brains out, rather than fuckin 'em out, you got me, doll?" Toji says, pulling on his ski mask, grabbing his gun and the money he stole. He leaves the store and you behind with his cum between your legs and a ruined standard of men for the rest of your life. Maybe this job wasn't so shitty after all.

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This was lowkey a really weird thought i had but i think its pretty fire tbh.

#smut #toji x reader #toji smut #jjk smut #toji x reader smut #toji x you #toji x you smut #jujustu kaisen #jujustu toji

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specialgradefckr · 2 months ago

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I'm curious about your last fic, if reader asked Suguru to break up with Satoru and never talk to him again, would he do it?. My other question is how would they react if reader just moved out one day without telling them anything?

(the fic in question: yandere!satosugu/reader)

hehehe what a fun question! i don't have any super concrete plans right now but asks like this really get me thinking!

would suguru dump satoru and go no contact?

nope. suguru is a MASTER manipulator. he would never let his relationship with you get to that point.

he would, in fact, send satoru to straight-up seduce you if he thought you were ready to make such a demand.

in the fic, you're crushing on suguru but you're still deeply attracted to satoru.

other than that, suguru and satoru would definitely find it hot if you tried to drive a wedge between them or limit their time together. they're both enchanted that you're so jealous, but i think satoru would also really like the "forbidden love" angle.

he's having secret little rendez-vous with suguru, who's trying to manage your feelings so he pushes him away and that absolutely tickles satoru. he might get a cnc kink out of it.

or just dubcon suguru outright, the way a man in a mutual relationship might dubcon a fully willing victorian lady who feels great social pressure to put on an air of reluctance.

they'll spend some time cozying up to you. mostly satoru, if you've come to want to push him away so much. you should remember you like him, too!

what if you just rage quit?

stalking time! but also once again, i think suguru is very in tune with your emotional state, and he'd likely take some kind of action before it got to that point.

you'd also have to be VERY quick. maybe arrange it at a time when they're both out.

suguru would find you almost instantly, and absolutely turn on the waterworks... pressure your many mutual friends and family (childhood friend, remember?)...

asking what he did wrong in so many mournful tones. why didn't you say something if it was so bad, just acting completely innocent when you call him out on his manipulative behavior.

gaslight gatekeep girlboss. you go suguru.

satoru's taking a more practical approach though. he shows up at your house, (skimpy) clothes disheveled, covered in bruises and scrapes, lip bleeding, tears in his eyes.

he'd spin some story about he and suguru had a fight/broke up and he went out, got drunk, got in a fight at a bar and now he can't go back to suguru looking like this, please...

he's in some kind of super slutty outfit too. crop tops, boob windows, shorts short enough for you to ride his thigh in.

and yeah he'll basically do whatever he can to get you to sleep with him. act all pitiful and pathetic. literally anything to get you tangled up back in their relationship again. he'd be sooooo smug about it to suguru, too XD

#answered asks #anon asks #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #satoru gojo #satoru gojo smut #satoru x reader #gojo x reader #suguru geto #suguru geto smut #suguru x reader #geto x reader #satosugu #satosugu x reader #female!reader #yandere satoru gojo #yandere suguru geto #toxic relationships #BYHTD

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amymbona · 6 months ago

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I need to be Tashi's long forgotten girlfriend that's not so forgotten. A girl that she used to date in Stanford after she broke up with Patrick and hurt her knee, before she married Art. A girl that had nothing to do with tennis, studied arts and always kept a notebook and a pen in her pocket.

A little lady who was such a sweet, soft thing for Tashi, never once raising her voice at her, docile and gentle, but also very indifferent to the world around her. Locked in her own tiny reality that she only allowed Tashi to be a part of. Tashi had found a completely new world with her, full of nothing but love and tenderness, no fake feelings or overexaggerated pity. Just a little bubble of two girls that make bracelets together and hold each other while falling asleep.

She hasn't seen you after Stanford, actually unsure why. You must have changed your phone number and moved states, perhaps you moved to the very other side of the world, for all she knows. But even now, years later, she can't help herself and think about you when Art is eating her pussy like a good lap dog. She taught you how to do that as well, and you used to be the most shy and tender little thing, afraid to suck too hard or stick your tongue too far, too afraid you would cause her any pain. That's why she's constantly pushing Art further, literally begging him to be violent with her. To bite and claw and suck and pull just so she could remember the warm softness of your plush lips.

You were such an ethereal being, perhaps too unreal. Perhaps you were just a fragment of her imagination, something she made up to help overcome the grief surrounding her injury and the loss of her boyfriend. The gentleness that she had received from you was such a gift. Nobody has treated her the way you did until you disappeared. Perhaps people were right. Perhaps Tashi is an awful human who doesn't deserve a single good thing in her life.

Years later, she meets Patrick in New Rochelle, bumping into him in the hotel lobby. The two bicker for a while, unable to act like two adults, until she notices a gold shining thing on the finger of his left hand. With a smirk so sharp that could slice her throat, he admits to have married a wonderful fairy, sweet little thing. That night, after her husband admits to wanting to retire, she irrationally threatens to leave him if he loses against Patrick in the next day's match. But feeling too guilty, unable to possibly divorce her lover, she goes to sleep with Patrick in exchange for his next day's loss.

Her whole world crumbles into smithereens when she sees Patrick stroll towards the court, hand in hand with a familiar, beautiful face. She's raging, absolutely livid, unable to believe that such an ugly ass man has married the most precious, delicate human to ever walk on this Earth. You haven't changed a bit, at least not overall. Your hair is a bit longer than she rememebers it and your lips are painted an unusual shade of red, too dark for your complexion. But the hearts in your eyes, now directed at Patrick, they still shine the same way that they used to when you glanced at her.

She basically runs towards the locker rooms, hoping not to bump into you, and there she quite literally gets on her knees and begs Patrick to win. Promises that she will buy him whatever he asks for, promises to let Art be his because she knows that Patrick has always loved Art and Tashi has always loved you. She cries too, allowing Patrick to laugh at her and make her look like a fool. At that point, she's absolutely pathetic, completely desperate for her sweet love, and she'd even let Patrick publically humiliate her if it meant you'd be the one wiping her tears away in the end.

It's always easier to win than to lose, so it's no surprise when Patrick completely demolishes Art. He leaves the blonde boy literally sobbing and the craddles him in his arms, promising that everything is going to be okay, that he'll take care of him after he retires. But is Tashi happy? She's unsure. You left her, after all, made a ghost of her presence. So for the first time in her life, she feels like a complete failure, hurriedly shuffling towards your and Patrick's hotel room, knowing your husband is too busy with her own.

You open the door with a soft smile, looking like an absolute goddess and greeting her like an old friend. As if nothing this absurd has happened ever before, you let her in and kiss her forehead. Tashi basically falls into your arms and holds onto you as if you're a dream that's going to disappear. She breathes in the gentle smell of your body and floats in the warmth of your skin. You're real, her sweet girl. You're real, holding her and calling her yours.

#challengers #challengers x reader #tashi duncan #tashi duncan x reader #tashi duncan blurb #tashi duncan fanfic #patrick zweig #patrick zweig x reader #art donaldson #tashi duncan x art donaldson #art donaldson x patrick zweig

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lagataprrr · 5 months ago

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Blame it on the Club’s Playlist | Chapter 4 Low

S. Gojo x plus!size fem reader

Warnings: p in v, oral sex (f and m receiving), creampie, squirting, car sex, brief description of grinding, heavy makeout session, dacriphylia, let me know if I missed any

Blame it on the Club's Playlist| Series Masterlist

Credits to @super-marvel-dc for the gojo divider!!! They have more on their profile🥹

a/n: I low-key feel the beginning was slightly rush but I just wanted reader and Satoru to finally get some time togetherrrrrr. this took me like around 3 days to finish lmfaooo. but I hope you guys love itttttt. if youd like to be added to the taglist please comment below!

God you felt like a fucking asshole. You probably looked pathetic to him.

Nice job Y/N, you really know how to ruin things. Your mind continuously sneered at you.

Your currently rolled almost like a burrito in the mess of blankets on your bed, hugging a pillow to your body and feeling worse as you fell into a deeper hole of sadness. Luxio lay on the corner of your bed, his paws tucked under him as his green eyes watched the lump of blankets (you) move or twitch every few minutes. Your room was dark, curtains still drawn not helping the mood at all.

The alarm on your phone started going off, this was the third one you've snoozed. You knew you were supposed to be getting ready for class, but you just can't bring yourself to do it.

You already fucked up one thing, don't add your grades to it.

You let out a groan, uncurling yourself from the blankets and getting off the bed. You did your normal routine of showering and getting ready, opting for some black comfy sweatpants and a black hoodie to pair it with, your feet clad in warm socks and you slipped on your tan colored crocs and headed out the door. As soon as you reached your complex parking lot you're surprised to see your friends leaning against your car.

"Hi bestie, you okay?"

As soon as they see the tears well up in your face but you press the sleeve of your hoodie over them quickly they frown, one of them engulfing you in a hug. "Talk to us."

And that's how you found yourself back on the comfort of your bed, being comforted by your friends. Telling them everything that had happened on Friday, while they had ordered your favorite takeout and comfort drink. Luxio perched on the window sill watching you with your friends.

"Aww babe, I'm sorry that happened."

"But please remember that you are so beautiful." Both friends grabbing your hands, and your lip quivered. "And I don't think this will ruin how Gojo sees you."

"He probably thinks so low of me right now." You groan, covering your face with your hands.

"Babe, Gojo is into you. And I'm talking like real bad." Your friend says, her hand on your shoulder. "His friend Geto was talking to me in the line of the coffee shop, and he was telling me Gojo is obsessed with you."

You furrow your brows, looking up. "What?"

"Yeah, Gojo is pretty much head over heels for you."

"Let's not forget he literally took you out on a date?!" Your other friend exclaims.

"Friends date." You correct.

"You're so oblivious when you want to be, and it's cute."

"I have an idea." Your friend jumps up, heading straight to your closet. Skimming through your clothes as she talks. "You feel bad about ruining your night with Gojo, why don't you call him and talk to him?"

"No-"

"I think it's a good idea, plan something and invite him. It doesn't have to lead to anything, but just talk to him. I know you like him, and he likes you."

You chewed on your bottom lip. "I'll ruin it."

"You need to get out of your head babe, I promise it'll work out."

"Don't worry about the details, just worry about getting all dolled up and we'll pick you up." One of them says and your other friend nods. Both of them kissing your cheek as they leave.

♡

"So are you just gonna mope all day?" Suguru asks, tapping his pen over Satoru's head. The white haired man lets out a muffled groan against his pillow. "Come on man, just call her." Satoru's words were muffled as he spoke, and Suguru gripped his hair and lifted his head up. "Come again?"

"She hates me."

"She doesn't hate you man, just talk to her."

Satoru shakes his head, slamming his face back down on the pillow. He felt like an asshole. The last thing he wanted was to make you uncomfortable but he just didn't know what to do better.

"Why don't you invite her to Toji's party tonight?"

Satoru rolls over, laying his arm over his stomach and staring at his ceiling. "I don't want her to think I'm just inviting her to fuck or something."

"Then just say it could be another friend date."

As soon as he said this his phone chimed, Suguru picking up his phone and reading over the message a smirk on his lips. "It's for you." He passes Satoru the phone to which he grabs begrudgingly, only for him to sit up at lightning speed as he read it.

Ethereal Girl just sent 4 new messages.

Ethereal Girl:

hi!

This is Y/N's friends, we heard all about what happened and I know you like her and she likes you. So we've convinced her to go to tonights party at the frat house, and she is willing to see you there for another 'friends' date.

If you're really into her like your friend said, meet her there and be patient with her! Compliment her like you do, and I promise you're sweeping her off her feet asap.

Also we're deleting these messages from her phone so she doesn't see them, so do not respond. And be nice when you see her, we have no problem kicking your ass if you're not. :)

"Now help me finish our project so we can get you to your girl."

♡

The frat house was blasting music, people coming in and out of the building, some even stumbling from the amount of drinks they'd taken. Your friends pulled you after them into the house, immediately your greeted with the smell of alcohol, sweat and probably, weed?

"I need something to drink-"

"NO!" Both of your friends exclaim. "Tonight you will be sober and yourself. No alcohol." "Alcohol is a confidence booster." You remind and they shake their head.

"For this to work, you will be your cute and sweet self."

"Let's dance now that we're here." One of them says and pull you into the mess of people in the middle of the big living room.

Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans (Jeans), boots with the fur (With the fur)

You laughed as your friend practically threw her ass on you, your other friend squealing as she recorded.

The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low Them baggy sweatpants and the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)

You forgot for just a few seconds the reason why'd you come to the party, your friends antics taking over everything in your mind. But that was just for a few seconds, because from afar your eyes zeroed in on the white bed oh hair that was leaning against the wall, nursing a drink in his hand while he talked to a girl. Your entire body visibly deflated at the view, he seemed to be laughing at something the girl had said, and she shook her head, her short hair swaying as she did and placing a hand on her hip.

She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (Ayy!) She hit the flo' (She hit the flo'), next thing you know Shawty got low-low-low-low-low-low-low-low

You should have known, you knew better. Why would you ever get your hopes up? This ran through your mind, and eventually you shook your head.

This isn't the first time its happened, get over it.

You turn to your friends and send them a big smile, as you started dancing with them.

Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go This crazy all night spendin' my dough Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go Them birthday cakes they stole the show

You absentmindedly always ended up looking over at Saotru, feeling that crippling burn on your chest from the sight of him and that girl. Even Geto had eventually joined their conversation, and you felt that twinge of envy, or was that jealousy?

Though you were snapped out of your gaze when a had landed on your waist, looking behind you to see it was a guy you've never seen before.

"Hey, why is a hot girl like you dancing all alone?" He says, his breath reeked of alcohol, the type to make your stomach churn, and his words almost sounded slurred.

"I'm not alone, I'm with my friends..." Though you trailed off, your friends were no where near ins right.

So sexual, she was flexible Professional, drinkin' X and O Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think I, whoa

"I don't see them."

You shake your head and push his hands off you, turning around to face him. "Yeah, I better go look for them."

"What? No, you gotta finish your dance with me-"

"Yeah, I don't think so." A familiar voice spoke up behind you, a warm hand on your hip making you jump from the contact. Immediately recognizing the grip, as you looked at the drunk man in front of you scoff. "You're drunk, walk away, man."

The drunk man grumbled something before stumbling away.

Did I think I see shawty get low? Ain't the same when it's up that close Make it rain, I'm makin' it snow Work the pole, I got the bank roll I'ma say that I prefer them no clothes

Now that you were with Satoru, your mind went into overdrive trying to apologize for the other night. His blue eyes watching as you stumbled over your words, you were also unknowingly picking at the skin around your nails, making him grab your hands. This made you stop, looking at him.

"I'm not mad at you, pretty girl. I just don't want to scare you away."

You were trying to find the words, the right ones to tell him that you liked him. That he was driving you insane, and you wanted him so bad. You needed him again. And so you did the first thing that came to mind, you placed his hands on your hips and turned around. Pressing yourself against him, shaking your ass to the beat of the song, as you brought an arm up and pulled his head down, turning your head just in time to kiss him.

I'm into that, I love women exposed She threw it back at me, I gave her mo' Cash ain't no problem, I know where it goes She had them

Satoru was quick to respond to the kiss, his grip on your hips tight as he danced with you. Your tongues clashed and sure, you knew you were still in public, but most of the people here were drunk and paying you no mind. You pulled away for air and Satoru was quick to trail kisses down your jaw. "Satoru..."

"Hmmm?" He sucked a small bruise around your neck, making you gasp.

"I like you..."

Satoru stopped his actions, glancing at you with a grin. Placing a kiss on your lips and then turned you around so you would be facing him. HIs hands cupping your cheeks as he kissed you properly, and you fisted his shirt at this, his taste intoxicating your senses, and his touch making your skin feel alight.

This time Satoru pulls away, pecking your lips one more time. "I like you too."

You smiled, and Satoru swooned. You just looked so beautiful with your smile, and your perfect features complimenting you even more. You pulled him down so your lips lightly grazed his ears as you spoke, "I want you, Satoru."

And his pants suddenly felt so fucking tight. Your words making his tip leak in his boxers, and he was quick to grab your hand and turned you around walking you out of the stuffy party and frat house. Finding his G-wagon quickly unlocking and remote starting it form the key. He opens the back door, and you turn in his arms. Kissing him deeply and playfully biting his lower lip making him groan. "I trust you, Satoru." Was all you said as you climbed into the back seats and Satoru followed you with a boyish grin, closing the door behind him. The ac of the suv was blasting making goosebumps rise on your skin, Satorus hand landed on your shoulder as he gently pushed you back.

"I need to taste you again pretty girl, can I do that?"

"Please." You begged and fuck did that go straight to his cock. His hand on your ankle lifting it up to his lip, placing kisses as he trailed up your leg, his other hand pushing you dress up exactly where he knew you'd want it to be, revealing the black lacy panties that did nothing to hide your beautiful slick cunt. He could see some of your slick on your thighs and he's quick to lick along the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, all the way until the apex making you tremble. You were slightly slumped against the door, as Satoru practically lay on the seats, between your legs, as they dangled over his shoulders. He brought both hands to grip you, his thumbs pulling you lips apart and watching as your panties slipped and between them, slick gushing around it.

"Fuck." He muttered, licking along your covered slit, savoring your juices. His hands wrapped around your underwear and lightly tugged. "Gonna take these off, okay baby?" You nod, mouth agape, as you watched. "Need to hear you say it, pretty girl." Pressing a soft kiss over your clit.

"T-Take them off, Satoru. Please," You begged, fingers carding over his white locks softly tugging in reassurance. He's quick to pull your lacy panties down your legs, throwing them on the floor, and was quick to devour you. Lips sucking on your clit making our back arch, and a loud moan slip out of your mouth. Your fingers on his hair pulling a little harder, making him moan onto your clit, the vibrations making you see stars. Satoru was eating like a starved man, hungrily, licking sucking and kissing all over your slobbering pussy. His eyes on you the whole time, enjoying the way your face contorted in pleasure, how goosebumps raised on your skin, beads of sweat on running down your neck despite the cold ac blasting in the car.

His tongue circled your entrance, before making its way inside you. His thumb now pressing circles on your clit as he tried drinking everything single drop your cunt gave him.

"Oh shit, Toru', youre gonna make me cum." You whined, Your legs threatening to close around his head, and it sounded like music to his ears, shaking his head side to side as he continued his ministrations, tongue fucking you to oblivion as he slurped your juices.

"Cum on my face baby, do it." You didn't need to be told twice, your hips twitching and back arching as you let out a scream of pleasure. Your juices rushing out of you, dripping onto the leather seats as Satoru lapped at you, trying so hard not to let anything go to waste. Your legs quivered, as your orgasm rolled over you, getting prolonged, as Satoru lightly bit your clit, making you cry out. Your sensitive bud overstimulated as he sucked on it again, a knot on your lower stomach forming much quicker than the previous one. "Taste so fucking good, pretty girl." His words right against your clit, teasingly pressing his on it, God you looked so ethereal, your brows pinched up and your lower lip quivering at the intense pleasure you were feeling. He nibbled on your clit again and made you cry out, your breath staggering as you came again on his face. Pulling on his hair so hard, Satoru was moaning into your pussy in pleasure, his hips slightly humping his seats trying to feel some form of relief from his tight pants.

Satoru placed soft kisses over your cunt, giving your clit one last kiss before pulling away. Slowly crawling up your body to kiss you, the remnants of your taste on his tongue making you suck on his tongue. The feeling of the outline of his cock through his pants slightly grazed your exposed cunt and you gasped, making press more pressure onto you.

"Fuck baby, you're driving me insane." He said into your mouth, and you let out a breathy laugh. You slowly pushed him back, and for a second Satoru thought you were going to tell him you wanted to leave as you've done before, but your pushing him tills he's sat, bringing your knees under you as you crawled between his legs. It was now him who was sat against the door, watching as your fingers traced over his pants, and unbuttoning them, eyes on him. He's quick to lift his hips and help you pull his pants down to his knees, His boxers had a large stain, from his precum and you slowly leaned down, the view of your ass up in the air as you're placing kisses over his covered cock made him see stars. Twitching in the confinement's of the material, the pressure of your lips over him making his thighs twitch. Your hands now gripped the waste band of his boxers and Satoru once gain helped you pulled them down, his cock springing up and now stood against his stomach, the mushroom head flushed an angry red, with so much precum leaking down his pretty cock. The vein that ran up his cock making you practically drool at the sight, your lips wrapping around his tip while your hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping him as you greedily tasted him. Moaning as you did so, making Satoru moan, his hand collecting your hair so it wouldn't get in the way. Your eyes met his as you took more of him in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks running and moving your hand away till he hit the back of your throat making you slightly gag. Your hand now fondling his heavy balls, making Satoru's grip on your hair tight, trying to avoid fucking up into your mouth.

"Baby, fuck -ngh- taking me so fucking well." He praised his other hand caressing your cheek and you started bobbing your head. Moaning around his cock, each time gagging slightly as his tip hits your throat. Your drool ran down the sides of your mouth, and your other hand gripped his thigh, nails digging into his skin. "That's it, sucking my cock so good."

You slowly pulled off with a lewd pop, a string of saliva still on his tip. "Fuck my mouth, Toru, please."

He could cum right then and there. But no, he couldn't, not when his pretty girl just asked something of him, and he would oblige. He nods before both hands now cupped your face and lowered you on his cock, his hips lifting as he began fucking his dick into your mouth. His fast pace making his thighs burn, and his tip slamming repeatedly into the back of your throat, tears running down your face as you gagged.

"Gonna cum soon baby, want me to cum in your mouth?' You nod, gurgling around his cock as if to voice what you wanted, only for more drool to coat his cock. His abs clenched under his shirt, and his balls felt so tight, your hand still playing with them. "Gonna swallow all of it like a good girl, okay." You hum, and hollow your cheeks again, greedily sucking him and Satoru throws his head back, his hips now stuttering as his cum spurted out into your mouth, and he tried to keep his hips up, his tip lodged right at your throat as he came. You choked slightly, trying to swallow as much as you could. Some of it leaking out front he side of your lips. Satoru's entire body shivered, his throat bobbing as he swallowed, trying to catch his breath. When he looked back down at you, the sight of you looking so fucked up, mascara running down your face from your tears, his cum dribbling down your chin as you still swallowed whatever was left. His hand gently pulled you off him, cock still hard as it quickly leaned back against his stomach. His thumb swiped over his come on your chin, bringing it to your mouth as you sucked it clean.

"Fuck, come here." He immediately pulled you on him, devouring your mouth with his. Groaning at the tase of himself, greedily sucking your tongue. You whined into his mouth, now straddling his lap, your dress riding up a little higher, your exposed cunt grazing against his cock making your hips jolt. His grip on your hips tight as he slowly pulled you back and forth on his cock, the feeling of him between your lips making you moan.

"I want you to fuck me, Satoru, please." You begged, pushing your hips till his tip pressed against your clit so deliciously you cried out.

"How bad baby?" Even in the midst of his own pleasure he wants to tease you. You pull away from his lips and turn around, ass in the as your arch your back, bringing a hand between you to spread your pussy lips for him. The sight of your hole clenching around nothing, drooling your delicious juices has Satoru's mind short circuiting, the view making him want to cum right there. His quick to get on his knees, hands on your ass, massaging the globes and pulling them apart. "You look so fucking good." His hand homes down hard, the sting of the slap on your ass making you moan. Pushing yourself back onto him, urging him to fuck you. His hands rummaged through the pockets of his discarded pants, looking for a condom till your hand reached out to wrap around his wrist.

"Wanna feel you, Toru, please I want you to fuck me. I need you."

Dropping his pants and forgetting the condom, he grabbed his cock, slowly moving it up and down your cunt until finally pushing in, the feeling of him making you moan. Your walls clenching around him so tight, he swore he'd never be able to get out. Once he was in completely he let out a filthy moan, sweat running down his face, and the grip of his hands on your hips bruising. You clenched and unclenched around him repeatedly, the feeling of his tip nestled against your cervix making you cry out, laying your head on the rich leather of his seats. Satoru was trying so hard not to cum, focusing on regulating his breathing until you pulled your hips forward and pushed them back. Fucking yourself on him, moans spilling out of your mouth.

"Oh fuck" Satoru matched your movements, skin slapping against skin, the wet plap of your juices sticking to his skin sounding like heaven on his ears. His eyes watching as his cock split you open, creaming around his base, and webs of your cum continuously spreading over his thighs and your pussy. "Fucking love this pussy." He moans, hips pistoning into you as you still kept pushing your hips back. "Keep fucking yourself on me, baby."

"Satoru, f-feels so so good." You cried, hands clenched into fists next to your, the skin of your ass rippling with each thrust, your tits threatening to spill out of your dress.

"Such a good girl letting me fuck you raw." He praised, the feeling of his balls slapping against your clit making him clench his stomach. "Missed this pussy, pretty girl. Missed you so much."

"Missed you too, Toru." Tears ran down your face, your breathing ragged, his cock spearing into you at such a delicious pace. You felt so full, each thrust felt like he was in your stomach, and fuck did it feel so good.

"You're not gonna run away again, right baby?"

"N-No." You moan, wailing at the intense pleasure your impending orgasm that was so close.

"Say you're sorry baby, wanna hear you, and then you can cum." Satoru slowed his pace, making you cry.

"I'm sorry, Toru, I'm sorry." You lifted your head a little to look back at him, still pushing your ass back on his cock. "I want you Toru, please please fuck me. Make me cum, please baby."

Satoru's pace turned brutal, the slam of his tip in that spongy spot inside you making black dots appear in your vision, letting one of his hands go under you for his fingers to press circles to your clit making you scream. Hips stuttering, and stomach clenching as you came, juices spraying out, covering his thighs and his seats.

"Oh fuck, fuck, c-cumming I'm cumming." You cried, fat tears rolling down your cheeks. Your entire body trembling as your pussy contracted around him making him groan,

"Squirting on me like a good girl." He continued to stimulate your clit, the overstimulation making you bring a hand back to try and slow him down, pressing onto his hard stomach. His other hand let go of your hip as he gripped your wrist, still fucking mean thrusts into you as his fingers pressed on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Fuck. Toru, please so s-sensitive." You cry, your body jolting forward with his hard thrusts.

"You can cum again, baby, come on." He encouraged, Satoru was on the verge of his orgasm himself, but he just wanted you to cum again. He needed it. You whine, your body shaking as your pussy contacted like a vice around him, another stream of your orgasm spraying out.

Your throat felt so raw from the scream you let out, Satoru groaning as he let go of your arm to grip your hips, his cock painting you white inside. The warmth feeling of his cum making you gasp, some of it dripping around him and onto the seats. Satoru kept fucking his cum into you, his cock yet to stop cumming all on its own. "You're not gonna waste any of my cum, right baby?" You nodded, goosebumps all over your skin as he kept his hips flushed against your ass. His cock softening, as he finally stopped cumming. The both of you trying to catch your breath. Satoru carefully pulled out of you, eyes watching as his cum tried to ooze out of your pussy, before his stuffing it back inside with his fingers making you cry out.

"Toru." You whine, clearly overstimulated. He chuckles and places a kiss on your ass check and pulling out his fingers. Sitting back down as he watched you awkwardly try to cup your hands between your legs, "It's leaking over your seats."

Satoru smiles, giving you a kiss as he pulls you to lean against his chest. "It's okay, I'll get it detailed tomorrow. Just relax." You nodded and leaned your head back on his chest, your mind still buzzing from your orgasms and legs still shaking. You could feel the wet pool of his cum dribbling out of you and onto the seats under you but the warmth of him against you made your eyes almost droopy. "I meant what I said."

"Hm?"

"I like you, a lot." You felt giddy, almost like a school girl with heat creeping up your neck and cheeks.

"Me too."

Satoru leans down to press a kiss on your cheek as you smile. "So... how about a real date?"

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thiriann · 1 year ago

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The Ascension and the sexual implications of it

We all remember the post from a few weeks ago that circled here. I didn't go through with the Ascension from a purely game sense "this is clearly evil " standpoint. I didn't really understand why it's evil or even more why it's sexual. Some analyses have floated around here and tumblr that mentioned it's because "vampires are a sexy fantasy". Well, yes but you're getting a vampire either way, aren't you?

I didn't manage to connect the dots until I started looking into possible ways for him to walk in the sun. It seems the only reliable one is a “Wish” spell. But that seems to turn the vampire mortal again. Now, that didn't sit right with me. If Ascension was changing him, this was even more of an "I'll fix him" situation. But I thought, would he even agree? He's so power hungry probably giving up on being a vampire would be the last thing he'd agree on. But the more I thought about it, the more it became clear to me that he actually has a strong dislike for being a vampire. If you tell him his reflection is a small price to pay for vampire powers he answers "To you, maybe." He loves seeing the sun again, all the colors. He can't see or remember his eyes, which if we take into literary view, eyes being the windows to the soul we could say it shows his disconnect with his soul, with his humanity. He absolutely hates the hunger urges that come with vampirism, saying they make him pathetic and it's the worst version of himself. And of course, the sexual part. He hasn't actually seen any perks of vampirism, just that it makes you an object of desire, a thing used only for sex. That is the only side of vampirism he has managed to experience and that is what he connects it with.

The point in the story that clearly connects his vampire nature to sexuality is the talk with the blood merchant. She is a drow, her society already views men as slaves good for one thing. But she doesn't ask him for sex, she asks him for a bite yet it's just as sexual. It shows the player that vampires are sex objects yet again. But whatever is left of him, of his soul and humanity is very separated from his vampire form. He doesn't take being a vampire as an identity but separates himself from it, calling it an affliction, or condition. So why push him further into nature that he doesn't accept or enjoy?

At many points he mentions there's almost nothing left of the man he was, whatever little is left of his soul, etc. He believes he doesn't have much to offer, especially after sex is off the table. That is why it's so important to remove sex from your romantic relationship for him. While obviously, it's a time for healing, it's also a time to actually connect to the person behind the vampire. The person he used to be before he became a sex object.

And that is the same if you choose his spawn romance ending. You pick the man he managed to remain despite everything that happened. That's why his post-scene at the grave is basically a rebirth of him, of his humanity. While the romance post-scene of the Ascension is a rebirth of you. You chose to reduce him to a vampire, to an object, and even went as far as to objectify yourself as well by accepting the vampire nature. And ultimately, that's all that's left of him, the vampire. The person he was is gone completely.

I'd just like to add that a lot of people like to bring up that they let the other characters make their own choices but that's a weak point. Shadowheart's choice is very influenced by your choices/approval and let's not forget she would actually kill Lae'zel if you don't get involved, you literally have to choose if you sell Wyll's soul or not, and Lae'zel would kill you if you don't stop her.

Also, there is the argument that he wants this. And for that, I can only guess based on my speculations, that despite all the power hunger brought from whatever feelings, survival, fear, selfishness -until the very last moment he hadn't made up his mind. He even tells you this before you enter Cazador's chamber. He won't know what he'll do before he faces him. His turmoil is obvious. You can tell him this isn't him, not really. And he responds that it should be, he doesn't want to be pathetic.

The choice for the ascension never was his, as it never was for him. He himself saw no way out, just like when he was under Cazador. And the temptation that was obviously present at the idea of being just like Cazador. The choice there was for you.

For the player, whether it'd be as a lover or a friend.Do you want the man or the vampire?

#astarion #astarion ancunin #astarion bg3 #baldurs gate #bg3 spoilers #ascension #astarion ascended

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weeb-polls-with-pip · 1 year ago

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Autistic Anime Boys Prelims - Propaganda Division - Group 2

Propaganda:

Kyouya -

"what's there to say? you know him. you love him. vote kyoya."

Rinnosuke -

"Rinnosuke Morichika lives in an overly-cluttered curio shop, and has a special interest in making magical inventions. Since he doesn’t live in a modern setting— but a pocket dimension slightly disconnected to the outside world— whenever a modern item shows up in his shop via spiriting away, he can obsess over it for extended periods of time. He is quite blunt without realizing it, even to people he cares for. He also has a special ability to generally understand the name and use of any item he touches (though this backfires sometimes, he thought a Gameboy was a doomsday device once)."

Fuuta -

"okay look theres so many fucking signs hes autistic. he cannot tell tone and often doesn't know how to react to stuff which is a major point in his character id say. he was asked if he remembered his victim's name (hes a murderer. oops!) and his response was something along the lines of "Of course I do. I saw it everywhere." because he did not understand that they wanted to know what it was since it wasnt directly stated. im convinced that hoodies are a comfort object of his because i genuinely have not seen him without one except for one time. also hes canonically a chronically online twitter user. also he gets really passionate about his interests. also not really related but everyone in the fandom agrees hes transgender but no one can agree on what way. ive seen every single gender hc for this dude. vote kajiyama fuuta for this sopping wet poor little meow meow of a man."

Hansum -

"He's just a very odd and strange lad, can't remember names well, is an alien (mild spoiler), he's very popular, obsessed with Doritos and becomes their mascot, just refers to everyone as humans which is a mood, and is completely socially oblivious."

Miyuki -

"Relatable neurodivergent-Gifted Child syndromeTM case with all the superiority-inferiority complex that results. A chronic show-off and scheming strategist with a lowkey hopeless romantic dramatic aspect to him, silly cool and pathetic in a very hilarious way. Shirogane has a trademark glare purely thanks to his eyebags as he runs on coffee everyday having to support his family with multiple jobs in addition to class, on top of student council president duties. He's kind and an obsessive perfectionist who fills his entire wall with the weirdest motivational posters. Shirogane is very devoted to his love. He likes penguins (Kaguya and him is peak asd4asd and bi4bi btw)."

Kirito -

"He's autistic and bisexual as hell, and there's a good bit of trans coding in him 🥺

Autism coding: Bro's literally got a sword and swordfighting hyperfixation where, despite playing a game that focuses around guns, he still chooses to use a sword!! We also see him completely missing Asuna's flirting at first (he tells her she could have just checked her friendlist to make sure he was alive, in response to her tracking him down to see him)

Bi coding: Dual wielding swords is literally a euphemism in Japan for bisexuality; and Kirito initially tries to hide the fact he can dual wield out of fear of how the people he's close to will view him (and once he reveals it to them and they accept it, he begins to be more open about it.) Also in the Underworld arc he becomes very close with Eugeo to the point of living with him (and sharing a bed on occasion), and there are several parallels between Eugeo and Asuna, and they're so gay for each other that despite the anime having only a toned down version of it, they're still very affectionate (Also of note is that Eugeo is the only guy in SAO canon to consistently have a 'laying in bed with Kirito' talk CG in the spinoff games) (There's more but it's spoilers and this is a shortened version)

Trans coding: Kirito is very trans coded in the light novel (which shows Kirito's thoughts in much greater detail than the anime) Aincrad arc reveals that Kirito explicitly Does Not Like his real face, and dislikes how feminine it looks (he mentions that its led to him and his cousin being mistaken for sisters) And in Phantom Bullet arc, he's visibly uncomfortable at being mistaken for a girl due to his avatar's appearance, and in response to being misgendered he briefly panics and checks to make sure his chest flat (at least in the anime adaptation) 🏳️‍⚧️"

Shirou -

"Has one goal in life and ignores almost everything in favor of trying to fulfil that goal."

Keith -

"Speaks in a way that is seen as weird and has mannerisms others think is funny. He struggles with not being taken seriously by others because of this and many of the things others say goes over his head. He struggles to connect with other people because of these things. His entire arc in the second film is about him deciding that the people who don't accept him for who he is aren't worth it and that he's going to continue being himself."

Junpei -

"for other fans of this series, I know the more obvious representation here may be Luou, Junpei is So Good. his special interest is ballet and he has so many hangups involving how his family sees him and how other boys his age interpret him to the point that his idea of masculinity is extremely narrow and he enforces social rules on himself to mask and keep people from realizing that he loves something that Isn't Manly. he misinterprets social cues and takes things literally, like assuming that when Miyako asked him to dance with her she meant Right This Minute rather than as a pair in the studio. for some reason the point where he cuts his hair super short to prove his devotion to ballet is also sticking with me, I think maybe it's the combination of the way it's normal for boys/men in Japan to do that, yet Junpei didn't realize that kind of attitude/action didn't suit ballet at all? he wasn't aware that the context was completely different. Junpei also doesn't act or pretend very well, he's gotta put his whole entire ass into his roles, which he then proceeds to get TOO into and cause a lot of trouble, without giving too much away! he's really relatable to me as someone who's socially anxious but very skilled at masking, and seeing him become more comfortable with himself and start to show how he really feels is so inspiring to me."

Kazuma -

"He may be (wildly) misguided but his intentions are good kinda! He’s just the Guy of all time idk how to explain it."

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froggerland · 23 days ago

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For the cold boys ask please tell me how you feel about Ned Little ❤️❤️❤️ Thank You!

THANK YOU FOR ASKING!!!

I am so normal about him you can't imagine how normal I am about that man.

Anyways:

First Impression: I think almost everyone has the same experience with this one: when you first watch the show you don't really register him for the first five episodes or so and then you either love him or are very much neutral about him. I vaguely remember the scene where he's standing next to Jopson looking like a kicked dog while Crozier yells at him and I think that's when I took note of him like "ohh poor boy let me give you a hug :(" I really fell for him in the second half of the season (first mainly bc hes pretty. Im a simple woman sometimes and im not afraid to admit it) and I cannot stress this enough how much the last scene where Crozier finds him half frozen with the chains on his face has altered my brain chemistry. That was the fr the point where I was like "okay so I'll never be normal again EVER huh"

Impression Now: I love him. I love him so so much on so many layers. For one I need him biblically bc I believe I can fix his ass and his sad energy and big cow eyes have bewitched me body and soul. Matthew McNulty was born to sport mutton chops and look increasingly disheveled while on a death march in the canadian arctic. But I can't put into words how much I relate to him. I am him, he is me. Genuinely if I was put on that stupid expedition in his place I would've made all the same (bad) decisions. I can literally name two other characters in media I relate to and those are Kat from Euphoria (only the first season version and I think if I watched the show now I would throw her off this list) and Connel from Normal People (him just,, big time). They just don't make characters that messy, pathetic and sad very often!! Or I'm not watching enough tv to find them but when I saw Ned throughout the season I was like "wow I relate to him so much and idk what that says about me". I feel like I went on a tangent there but I love him he is such a dear. He tried so so hard to do right and keep things under control bc he hates chaos but he was just so overwhelmed and had to deal with Croziers shit for way too long (I'm trying to sound smart rn bc people have very nuanced but sometimes also kinda weird takes on his character. Believe me I see him as more than sad wet puppy man but I don't have the words in the english language to express that)

Favorite Moment: Any scene he's in ever? Duh?? No but if I had to pick one I'd say the dundy intervention when he finally tries to put a foot down to rescue Crozier but they all just dismiss him. The way his eyes water. I. Mmh. I think I'm obligated to name his last scene as well bc that one makes me cry everytime even if I just see a gif of it, it's just so haunting and so so sad

Idea For A Story: Oh. Uhmmmmm. I'm really not a writer so I can't come up with anything cool on top of my head except let Ned be happy and comfy and warm. Tuck him into bed and give him soup. That's all

Unpopular Opinion: I can't really tell what's an unpopular opinion bc I've seen basically every take ever on him from "he is a pushover how did he even get his job" to "he's actually a meanie with big time anger issues" so. Maybe that I think he would've been a good lieutenant with a different captain on a more chill cruise. He'd do very well keeping order and the respect of the crew if he didn't have to be the doormat and errands boy for his alcoholic captain while starving in the arctic. I'd dare say 99.9% of life on a ship was more chill than the franklin expedition so maybe he wasn't the best lieutenant ever but he would've done a good job if the stakes weren't THAT high

Favorite Relationship: Started as a Joplittle stan, became a Sojoplittle truther and now my favorite is Solittle. I love my two dog boys, I love how they parallel each other (they were narrative foils your honor). But honestly anything goes, everyone deserves a bite out of nedward <3

Favorite Headcanon: That animals love him. Saw that on my feed a few days ago and yeah, agreed. He's definitely a cat person and they just flock towards him (extended hc that jirv loves animals so so much but they just hate him for some reason. So when the ships cat sneaks in during meetings jirv tries to get her to come towards him but the cat's like "ew no church boy" and jumps into Ned's lap who pets her but also prays he won't get yelled at by Crozier for this)

#hes just my special boy. my sweet cheese even #oh nedward little we are really in it now #the terror #the terror amc #edward little #ned little #frogger says stuff

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fandomwe1rd0 · 10 months ago

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This fucking episodeeeeeee. I cry at it, it's not even supposed to be a sad episode, just seeing Morty so upset...it breaks my heart into a thousand pieces. Rick just can't let Morty have a life outside of him, the fact that he literally made a whole ass plan, and destroyed so many planets just so Morty will stay with him forever and never get a life outside of him is already fucking sick, I don't fucking care if he has abandonment issues due to what happened with Diane, nothing will ever make this ok.

He manipulated Morty into giving up his dreams, and as if that wasn't bad enough, he's shown to not even feel any guilt about it, he actually seems to be fucking proud of it, smirking and winking to the camera as if he did some cool badass thing. Yeah, manipulating your grandson into giving up on his dream because you're a pathetic old man who's afraid of losing your only real close friend. Soooo cool of you. We all think you're sooo awesome.

He never shows any guilt towards any bad thing he does to Morty, he does bad things to Summer, but he is shown to feel guilt in season 7 episode 3 "Air Force Wong" where he lashes out at Summer then after she leaves he looks to the floor and says "Sorry..." He's manipulative to Beth for the first few seasons, and even he's shown to feel bad for it at the end of this fucking season where he says "Holy shit I'm a terrible father." He's even shown to feel bad for how he treated Jerry, I can't remember the exact episode but when he was using him so the pleasure is pain guys can make fun of him, and you can see him looking down in guilt multiple times. Really the only time I can think of where he actually feels guilty for how he treats Morty is in "Rickmurai Jack" Where Morty asks "Did you really leave the crows for me....or did you come back because they dumped you?" and Rick just looks down and can't bring himself to answer. But other than that, he never feels guilt for how he treats Morty, he'll consistently emotionally abuse Morty, punched him in Rickstar Ricklatica, slapped him multiple times, once when he was having a panic attack, caused so much damage to Morty's psyche in Vat of Acid, and manipulated him into giving up his dreams in this episode, all with no guilt. I know he genuinely loves Morty, and I really can't blame Morty for not believing that seeing how he treated Morty in season 4 alone, he does eventually get better and treats Morty actually like an equal in season 7, but Jesus fucking Christ, I love Rick I really do, but he was a monster in season 4.

I just really wish we got to see the effects of Rick's abuse on Morty, but it's always just swept under the rug so Rick, the abuser, can heal. It's not fair. Rick deserves to heal, but Morty deserves to heal too, and doesn't deserve to get his trauma ignored so his abuser is more sympathetic. Justice for Morty.

#rick sanchez #rick and morty #morty smith #rick c137 #rick #and #morty #Justice for Morty #justice for my boy

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thebottomfromhell · 1 year ago

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I want some angst. How about the Superior Moons kill him for a certain reason and go on with their lives normally, but finding themselves unable to escape of your "ghost". Little things they saw or did reminded them of you and that started to torment them, turning into sadness and longing, although like demons it was very likely that they didn't quite understand these feelings. Preference for human and male readers, but can be gender neutral too

We want some angst! I'm very sorry of how late this came, I really hope I can make up for the time. It was a long and busy week.... also, I hope everyone had a nice Halloween! Thanks for everything and let's see if you enjoy this work.

Uppermoons facing the "ghosts" of dead Human Male Reader

Warnings: Angst, Manga spoilers, Cannibalism, Literally dead reader, Self-harm, Self-steem/self-worth issues, Unhealty dependency, Suicidal thoughts, Suicide, Eating disorders, Character with PTSD, Character with paranoia, Emotionally stunted character,

Gyutaro (ft. Daki):

This wasn't supposed to happen, you were not supposed to die! He just... forgot how fragile you can be and how aggresive Daki can get, ok? Ok, he forgot. He forgot and that costed you your life.... fuck! He should have done something! Said something! Protected you! Kept your mouth shut! Anything! "Onii-chan?" She doesn't have any blood on her as he focus his gaze as his own blood heals (he is scratching his face, there as pieces of skin missing and a lot of blood), of course she wouldn't. Daki didn't like you that much, to her you where just some random guy trying to steal her big brother away. You were too proud to actually try and get along with her, you didn't like her much neither. "Are you ok?"

He can se your death in her, and he loathes it but... "Let me hug you.... ne..." he just smiles as she open her arms to recieve her onii-chan as Gyutaro butries his face on her shoulder, not minding that his blood is falling into her as he heals. It's her blood as well (she thinks remembers that much). Gyutaro always chose her over you and there is not even the choice right now, so.... and even if it wasn't the case, she is first.

Because you would have left anyway, was it because Gyutaro is nothing but an ugly freak or dying as a human. You would leave, you left, and it's because of him. Meanwhile Daki won't, can't leave. "I'm so sorry.... little sister... my little sister.... that you have such a pathetic excuse of a brother...." he hugs her tight as he whispers, not crying but needing to feel she is there, that she is safe, that is is happy. "Wha- No! Onii-chan is the best! You are the best big brother ever!" No, he is not. He failed her before, just like he failed you. He is nothing but a failure to others.

He is completely sure most people would be better if he never existed at all, but most of them are people he doesn't care about so he doesn't mind, let their lives be worse. But.... would Daki be better if he was not her onii-chan? You definetely would have been better off if you had never met him.... he should have let his mother kill him.

Gyokko:

You had a really bad taste from time to time, you know? He really tried to teach you how to correct it, but... you were a mere human. A handsome man, with an attitude Gyokko switched into hating and loving, but still a human. He should have known from the start to not get his hopes on you, he only ever wasted his precious time and effort on your but you have also tainted his art. Now in his times of creation he can't fully concentrate, the lessons he gave still imprinted in his mind! Every time he tries to connect with the sublime feeling a memory of you awakes! How is he supposed- fuck it! Let's just speak normaly.

You did a number on him, and Gyokko doesn't like that. What what else is there left to do? He already killed you, your guts are in a pot right now. He would get rid of them but he has been just adoring the taste so far, too bad he really can't get more from where those came from. That would be an interesting concept for a work of art, too bad it would only work on demons. Maybe he should have turned you into a demon instead of killing you, but you were so offensive to hi- HERE YOU GO AGAIN! YOU DON'T LET HIM CONCENTRATE!

Why can't you just leave like the rest? You keep pestering and pestering even after dying. This is why he killed you. But one day he will move on, until then... well, it's his own business.

Hantengu:

It wasn't him... it wasn't him, please believe it wasn't him! It's not his fault, he is innocent! Those are false accusations! False! .... But nobody is accusing Hantengu of anything. He is just.... it just wasn't him, ok? Don't mind that he is lying please, just believe it wasn't him. He wouldn't have killed you if you had believed it, but you didn't and NOW YOU ARE DEAD!! He can't take it! It's too much! Too much for him! Tiny and pathetic, defenseless against those villains! Those villains are to blame!

You are not coming back, though... are you? Not that he did anything but you are not mad at him, right? You would not become an onryō and take revenge, right? You love him too much for that! Probably... so it's just his imagination. Things just look like you, that it's why shadows have your face! The clones say there is nothing there, that he is just nostalgic, melancholic, maybe even guilty. They just don't get it! You are there!

He is constantly in a panic, trying to scape, trying to deny, "pl-pl-please leave me alone!" He crys and sobs when you are not there, yet... you are everywhere. The clones don't believe it so they can't protect him! Someone help him! You can't do it anymore... because Hantengu killed you.

Sekido:

You were the one to cross the line first, that is what Sekido tells himself. You made him angry, of course he was bound to react! You didn't make sure to have the other clones as back up! (Where the fuck was Karaku?! He is the one to take the bad end in those situations!) You were to one to insist, and insist, and insist in your argument of "I wAnT tO sTaY a HuMaN!" Look how well that ended, since you died a human! You should have just let Sekido turn you!

He is always angry, always violent. You knew that, said you loved hin for that but it seems you did all you could to deny yourself that Sekido could hurt you. THIS IS SO IRRITATING! You are- were a mere man, how DARE you go against him and think that just because he liked you a little you would get a free pass in surviving Upper 4?! That was so idiotic it infuriates him! "SHUT THE FUCK UP, Y/N!" He turns around to find Karaku, corcened for the other clone. Pleasure doesn't say anhthing, clearly contemplating if he should try and comfort Sekido, leave him be or tease him, last one is very tempting. You would know, you also liked to tease Sekido, and a lot.

Sekido uses his staff to attack Karaku, angry that his sole presence is reminding him of you, that he lost you. The anger is almost consuming him, to the point tears appear in his eyes as his face becomes red. He hates it! Just ehy did you have to be so stupid?! Why did he have to love you?! "Fucking.... WHY ARE YOU SO INFURIATING?!" His chest aches and he can only let the anger get the best of him, that is how he is built, after all. Maybe it was bound to happen, and it makes him cry.

Karaku:

You liked to stargaze a lot, it was of the few activities you could both do together any time. Most of the time you fell asleep, tired of whatever you did once the sun came up. Karaku always asked but barely did any effort to keep the information in his head, why would he? It was a world he was never part of. But he knew you, besides not knowing who you were under the sun, he knew the man you were under the moon and the stars. He likes that man a lot.

He tries not to feel guilty of your death, it was an accident, after all. He was fighting off some slayers and overdid it with his attack, making some trees fall over you. Humans are so easy to break, he always had to be way to careful with you. So he is more delicate with things on average now, so the won't break the same way you did. He doesn't like being careful, but it helps. He wonders where you are, he heard some people once say people go.... up. Whatever that means

Are you in the stars he is looking at? Can you see him? Karaku feels he can see you, so he will jeep coming back for you. "Are you that star? Shines more than the rest. I bet you are there." He is pleasure. He is not meant to be sad, or angry, or frustrated, or mourning, or... or anything that is not pleasurable. So... he keeps getting pleasure from you, in some way. "You better be dedicating it to me."

Urogi:

Urogi molts a lot, and that is not normal. He only ever does it when he is stressed, before that meant whenever was a fight between the clones or their master showed sights of being dissapointed or to show aggression, but now? He is doing it from start to end whenever he separates from the rest, leaving the others extremely concerned. Feathers fall off like leaves of a tree in autumn as they keep groing back, Urogi scratches himself way too much, not only ripping them off but irritating the skin and sometimes even causing wounds. If it wasn't because of his regeneration he would definetely look like those caged birds, almost featherless and and sore red, tensed up.

"Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! Please Y/N! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He is joy, he is not supposed to be like this. He is not supposed to cry, whine and beg like a pet that misses it's owner, but he misses you. He misses you a lot. He can't even look at himself without remembering you, because he can no longer feel you, smell you, see you or touch you. It was an accident, and he feels extremely guilty for it. He knew you could not keep up with him, that you could not stand him playing rough. He doesn't know why he did it, he got way too excited and suddenly... you were bleeding out. Urogi tried to help, but you had already lost too much blood by the time he got you to some human place.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Y/N! Y/N! Please come back! Please come back!" He keeps scratching himself, blood falling off his wings and wrists as it dries when the wounds heal, skin still irritated against the constant friction as he lies on to of the group of feathers that also start to cover him. You also liked his feathers a lot, just like he liked you a lot. He is basically waiting for to to pick him up, even if he knows you will never come back. "Y/N! Y/N! Please!"

Aizetsu:

He was always sad, is always sad. He is used to it, besides he doesn't come out that often. Sekido is a lot less careless than Karaku with his neck, and most of the time the those two are more than enough to deal with anything. Aizetsu doesn't like to come out, to work, to fight. You were one of the very few things that made him want to be separated from the others, he was not able to skiot his duties as Upper 4, but he always adored your company. Than you got in the way in a fight, and not only that, you got injured, and badly. One didn't need the knowledge he had of the human body to know you would not survive, and killing you quick instead of letting you agonize would be the most merciful thing to do. He knew exactly where to strike to make it painless, and he did it for you.

He can't bring himself to regret it, it was for the best, but that doesn't change the fact that he is disliking a lot more than he used to being outside. It's just sad. Sometimes he wonders why he isn't a "crybaby" or something, he just... doesn't cry, can't bring himself to do so, even for you. He doesn't know if it's because his body is so deppresingly tired or if it's his demon nature, but he is not one of those people who constantly cry, even is he constantly feel the need to express sadness.

"Y/N.... are you better in there?" He asks in the sky knowing there won't be an answer, the outside reminds him of you, even if now it feels... a little bit more empty than before. "I really hope you are." He misses you dearly, and he won't ever deny that. He wants you, but men like yourself are not meant to be forever around demons. You are meant to be free, he is not. That is sad.

Nakime:

Nakime is a quiet person, you were never as silent as her. It's weird to be back at the spaces empty of any sound, even your breathing made a noise she could detect, louder than hers, it took her a while to get used to it. Now, it seems it will also take her a while to get used of it being gone. She never thought she would miss a man, much less a human one, specially after she was the one who killed you. Well, it was not really her, but she is still responsible, since she should have known better than to let you wonder through the castle. Why didn't you tell her so she could keep an eye on you.

Nakime is a demon with a power than is above time and space, she didn't realize you got lost for long enough time for it to be unhealthy. She found you before you died, but the lack of food, water and sun made you sick, and that eventually kicked in. Why are humans so weak? Se doesn't remember being that fragile before she was turned, but again, she doesn't remember much about it.

Now the silence reminds her that you are gone for good, and she doesn't know what to do about it, since she doesn't have it inside her to fill it with anything that are not the cords that should have saved you. Another reminder. Then again, she will be ok. She lost her husband once she can get over another man in her life. She will get over it.

Akaza:

He didn't want to... but why? Just why? He tried to save you. Akaza barely remembers what happened, just that you were kissing and suddenly biting into each other and your scent, the one of your blood was so good, he couldn't help but have a taste. He has been so hungry! He already wasn't a glutton demon, but after meeting you he just... ate less. He ignored his master anger and disapproval in order to gain yours, to show he was not a monster, no matter how painful it became (Akaza suspects he has been manually making it worse as a punishment), he fasted. (Akaza already did fast from time to time as a buddhist, but extending the time periods did harm him).

Now he is not eating at all, he can't. Before he just could not eat women, they didn't do it, she was just a maid, how was Hakuji not supposed to let her go? But now? Now he can't eat men neither. The masculine scent, the high levels of testosterone, the blood... it ends up being you! It's always you! He can't it no matter how hard he tries to swallow- it hurts! But you being dead hurts even more than the angry twists in his stomach, and he is getting weaker. He needs to eat but he can't.

Why has Muzan-sama not killed him already? Did he enjoy seeing Akaza like this? A crying mess that only awaits for death? Because he wants to die. He doesn't care anymore, he WANTS TO DIE! Let him go back, let him go back! "Please... please, I beg you. Just kill me. Just kill me! KILL ME RIGHT NOW! I DON'T WANT THIS LIFE! I DON'T WANT A LIFE THEY ALL LEFT ME BEHIND!" He screams and sobs as he lies down on the ground, exposed. No swordsman comes in, they are all dead. No oddly optimistic adult hitting him until he calms down, he is also dead. No soft girl trying to make him feel better, she also died. Not even you, because he killed you.

Times passes, is the sun coming out. He feels like dying, he really feels like dying right now. Is the sun coming up? It doesn't even matter, is a matter of time. And as always, death comes by a whisper "Kibutsuji Muzan."

Douma:

Sometimes, just sometimes, Douma misses talking to you. But good things got to end sooner or later, don't they? And this ways, you will be always part of him, living forever inside. He had to find new ways to entertain himself at first, after he killed you, but it was nothing he couldn't handle. Just a bit of boredom! Everyday he finds new ways to entertain himself, might as well go to see what other Uppermoons are doing. If he is lucky he might even find Akaza-dono! Akaza-dono is always fun to be with, is the only one that doesn't try to scape him or outright ignore him, he is the closest thing he ever had to an equal. Yes, thinking about him is making think a bit less about you, should definetely give it a try.

Why does he things about you and his chest feels uncomfortable would be odd if it hadn't happened before. He has told you, shared that detail with you. You were a guy he could tell anything too, instead of just the other way around (that is probably why he misses you so much), so ofcourse you knew about Kotoha! Though, you seemed to dislike having Douma talking about for too long, you did your best to hide it, but he knew. How funny that you are now it the same situation then! Except he ate you for different reasons, you got too hurt by another demon a night you were outside, but you were just so hurt. Really bad, he just had to end your suffering, he did not like seeing you like that....

"I'm heading out tonight, thank you! I will be back in time to meet my followers, bye!" He tells a servant who knows, his parents served him too, got to see him grow up into an old man. Douma never got attached to him or his parents, just like he never got attached to his own parents, or any rollower at all... well, that is not true! You, Kotoha and to a lesser extent Inosuke have craved yourself a place in his mind, never leaving at all, following him 24/7, causing preassure in his chest. It's annoying. "Now, whe could Akaza-dono be today? Or maybe I can just visit the siblings! I know exactly where those are!" Douma will live, though. Same as always.

Kokushibou:

Get out of his head.... GET OUT OF HIS HEAD! YOU HAVE NO PLACE AMONG THE LIVING ANYMORE, IF HE CAN BE CONSIDERED LIVING, YOU ARE DEAD! And a dead man should always stay dead! He can't even look at his Katana without seeing your reflection in it! GET OUT! He hates it, he hastes how the death of a human is affecting him this much, he heates that he can't forget anything of you. What is he? A lovesick maiden? Damn it, why did that come to his head. You always used to call him a "fair and shy maiden", joking that you were his destinied gentleman. AS IF! NOT ONCE YOU EVER FIT INTO THE STANDARDS OF THE GENTRY!

He hates you. It's your fault! Why did you die?! What did you think was going to happen if you wore Hanafuda earings?! That he would like them?! That he would feel nice! He TOLD you several times the Hanafuda earings were nothing to mess with, that it was a past he didn't want to share. Was that your way to try and make him tell you? Tell you about a freak of a twin brother who was the strongests withojt even trying?! Brother that was better than him in every way?! Bother that now is DEAD and Michikatsu Kokushibou never had a chance?! Well, NOW YOU WILL NEVER KNOW!

"Why did you have to be just like him? I hate you both." He speaks out loud. He hates you. He hates Yoriichi. He hates himself.... you deserved it and he will forget you. Sooner or later he will have to fully forget you both. He has time enough for that. He should just focus, and practice with the katas. "Hachi no kata...." And best you all.

#demon slayer #kny #upper moons #kny x reader #top reader #karaku #urogi #gyutaro #aizetsu #douma #sekido #gyokko #hantengu #akaza #nakime #kokushibou #daki

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onepiece-polls · 2 years ago

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One Piece Shipping War - Round 1 Side A

Propaganda under the cut.

Propaganda for Franky x Robin:

Do I really need to explain?

The old married couple who's healthy, Enies Lobby (and all their appearances) are their propaganda really.

It’s all about the maturity!

Their dynamic is perfect and their pasts are so similar. I love the chemistry between them as well as their introduction that helped build the connection and shared history they already have.

they are THE t4t bi4bi ship | franky telling robin "existing is not a crime" immediately puts this at number one for me | they are opposites (bright and loud + quiet and goth) but also they're both so eccentric and silly <3 | THEY WEAR MATCHING OUTFITS

Mom and dad Straw Hat

They are STILL the Mom and the Dad of the Straw Hats, this is the one thing I don't care what Oda says <3 Also their interactions in Enies Lobby and Thriller Bark are amazing.

In my eyes, they are married. Some of my favorite character interactions in the manga/anime and in official art.

Oda had Franky call Robin his wife at least once

Your honor they’re married

I'M GOING TO PUT LINKS IN MY EXAMPLES (Mod note: I linked to the whole post, the propaganda was going to get too long otherwise. But I will copy this line:...) They immediatly clicked in Enies Lobby, Franky saved Robin with both words and actions ("Your existence is not a sin!"), and then she grabbed his balls.

The duality of two kids who were just trying to chase their dream and having circumstances outside their control (the government) take everything they love away from them, but one choosing solitude and the other adopting every other person in a bad circumstance??? I love them. Plus they literally had couple moments from the first interaction.

The ultimate t4t couple idk what else you need theyre iconic

A wholesome ship of a woman who feels the need to be constantly on edge trying to relax and a man who is a 110% himself from the moment we see him. the joy of frobin is the causal domesticity, in many color spreads and especially post timeskip we can see them casually enjoying the others company.

Remember when Franky was in Chopper's body in Punk Hazard and every time he spoke Robin was like "Franky. Stop talking. Do not talk while you're in Chopper's body."

idk like. he's obsessed with her. she's his weird Goth gf and he's her himbo. they have matching outfits. I love them.

Look. It's Franky and Robin. Literally the only two characters that make sense to ship on the Sunny. Their arcs are inextricably intertwined (water7/enies lobby). Also LOOK AT THEM interacting, both during their arcs, but also thriller bark, or post time skip. I love them. Also robin crushed frankys balls.

funny big robot man & analytical smart research lady power couple... silly x smart... himbo x researcher... augh... so good

They are the ship for taxpaying adults your honor I LOVE them they’re literally freak4freak and they share such a fucking powerful arc together (Water 7).

that moment she let him sleep on her lap in punk hazard was sooo cute <3 -- The matching thigh highs and bottoms in film z can NOT be understated. -- Strawhat mom and dad -- Let's not forget the way robin convinced franky to join ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) -- she also indirectly called his balls "treasure" so,,, -- the way their stories are so closely intertwined...they were both keys to destroy the world...the way they instantly connected over that...the soulmate-ism of it all...

they . them. girlboss and malewife. that's it.

She grabbed his balls. He totally liked it.

He's so silly and she loves it. She's so scary and he loves it. She grabbed his balls in public.

They will be endgame trust me. Franky doesn't treat any other girl like he treats Robin. There dynamic in Water 7 and Thriller Bark was and always will be one of the best in all of OP.

Propaganda for Johnny x Yosaku:

They can't have Zoro so they pine pathetically together

They settled down and started a fishing boat business together!!

#one piece #frobin #johnny one piece #yosaku one piece #nico robin #cyborg franky #op shipping war #round 1 #side A #tournament poll

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lunar-years · 1 year ago

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I love your insight into Roy and Nate and think there could've been some great stuff there, but I disagree about Roy thinking Nate has to be protected or at least caring about protecting him. Roy only sticks up for him because of Ted and the book from Ted. Roy was ignoring the bullying of Nate for 6+ months. They barely interact in season two other than when Nate kisses Keeley and Roy doesn't care.

ooh i think this is partially a case of me thought dumping in my post and not exactly being the most clear or concise, lol, because I mostly agree with you about all of this!

I don't think Roy cares about protecting Nate until the time it becomes convenient to him/his journey (hence my line about Roy swooping in when it fits his agenda, and not a second before, lol. Nor does he make any attempt to actually connect to Nate or help him find new footing with the team afterwards. It's very much 'well they've stopped putting their hands on him everyday in the locker room so that's my job well done. back to paying no attention to him!').

I think maybe we're meant to believe that Roy was just sooo checked out as Captain that he wasn't being the leader he *normally* was/had once been, and the book/Ted are what prompts him to reconnect with that part of himself and start caring enough to finally do what he's long known needs to be done.

But I think it's only partially that, and partially that Roy IS a hotshot who generally doesn't pay attention or give a shit about the kitman, and also that there's a very real part of him that thinks Nate is sort of pathetic for not standing up for himself. So when I say "Roy thinks Nate needs protecting" I mean that in a "Roy is being very patronizing" kind of way. I think it is very connected, honestly, to Roy's experience as a young boy at the Academy. I can't remember if there's actually a line about this in canon, so this may be verging into headcanon territory lol, but it feels at least strongly hinted at (imo, given how strongly he hates phoebe's and henry's bullies) that Roy was bullied as a kid by virtue of being the youngest kid there, which contributed to both his early anger and his learning to fight back. He had to harden himself to survive, and he did so by quickly becoming competent at making himself intimidating and unafraid to give as good as he got, making himself the bigger threat by overt macho bravado. I think with Nate in season 1, there's definitely an aspect for Roy of like, "I could stand up for myself when I was 9, and here's this grown man who can't stand up to other adults. how sad."

Him barely interacting with Nate in season 2 despite them literally having the same job and that job being one of collaboration at that is all a part of it! Nate thinks Roy brushes him off and doesn't pay him the time of day because Roy's an arrogant famous asshole who had the job handed to him by virtue of being rich and famous and ted liking him, rather than real merit. Which is sort of true (until the last part!) But Roy's problems are also much deeper than that and are rooted more in insecurity and self-hatred than his ego (he hates his anger, for one, and the ego is largely a mask for the self-hatred). And he tells Keeley openly in s3 (in the scene where they tell Phoebe they broke up) that he doesn't feel competent with the strategy side of things as a coach now that Nate's gone, which is surely something he's also had brewing in season 2.

It's like, Roy doesn't respect Nate because he thinks Nate is spineless and sort of pathetic (an unkind and unfair judgement, because it's not coming from a place of trying to actually understand Nate, but rather projecting his own insecurities), and he justifies that unfair judgement with Nate's very real actions, such as Nate ratting on Ted, running out on the team and going to Rupert, etc, (fully valid reasons not to respect Nate). On the other hand, Nate doesn't respect Roy because he thinks Roy's got this amazing life handed to him, whether it be by luck and innate talent or whatever (looks, money, a great career, a gorgeous girlfriend) and Roy is too stupid to even appreciate that he has any of it (again, an unfair and unkind judgement not coming from a place of trying to understand Roy or where he's coming from, but rather projecting his own insecurities into the situation). And he justifies the unfair judgement in fair criticisms of Roy's actions, like Roy not treating him with equal footing at work and Roy's micro-aggressions in the scene about the Keeley kiss.

I don’t any of these judgements results in overt hatred for one another, either. Obviously that’s not what we see on the screen. It’s more like, indifference/distaste on Roy’s part and stewing bitterness he can’t quite name on Nate’s part. Idk.

So I do think there was enough set-up there for them to do something interesting with them in season 3, even though yes they absolutely don't interact much onscreen.

#roy kent #nate shelley #ted lasso #ted lasso meta #asks #on nate's part there's also A LOT of jealousy based on him assuming ted likes roy better than him #anyway #like they are both so crippling insecure (in completely different ways) that it brings out the worst sides to them #okay im rambling again and may have made it more confusing again lmao. but basically: I think youre right.

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fellbless · 3 months ago

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//You know, everytime I think about it again, I feel like out of All of my characters, Lithos has it the absolute worst. Like this man has Suffered so much more than any of my other character combined and he acts so much more well adjusted than a lot of the others, mainly because he HAS to.

How many times has he died? At LEAST 300 times, and that would be assuming he lived to be about 100 years old during each of those segments which he absolutely did NOT. He died A LOT at the start after being dragged down to the Shadowfell with his queen. It was a learning process, he was terrified and still had that paladin mindset of protecting his people and he died so so many times because of it until eventually it was ripped out of him entirely.

While he's used to it now, and he acts like nothing fazes him anymore, that isn't true. You don't really ever just... get used to that. It'll always be haunting and I almost feel like it's more haunting as it all stacks up over and over again.

Remembering yourself with hundreds of different faces until it all melds together and you can't pick out one from the other. Waking up feeling wrong every day because you've been someone else so many times that nothing ever feels like you anymore.

Just living life knowing what it feels like to have your skull cracked clean open, to be disemboweled, to have limbs torn from your body, to be eaten alive by monsters most people can't even imagine.

And then living for years and decades and centuries without even being able to properly emotionally deal with that or actually sort through that trauma because you're trapped in a place that drains your emotions down to nothing. So even if you wanted to just let yourself cry it all out for once, you literally can't.

It's all gone on so long that Lithos doesn't view himself as a person anymore. He's a weapon, and a possession and a tool. He exists to be useful and if he's not useful then he deserves death so his queen can revive him again so he can be useful once more.

I think a lot of Shadar-Kai have reached a point where they're jaded, and they don't really worship the Raven Queen. They do her bidding because they have to, but she isn't the queen that all loved and pledged themselves to anymore.

But Lithos still clings onto that devotion because it's all that he has. It's the only thing he has from when he was still him. Even if it's a cruel, pathetic mockery of what it used to be. Even if he's not a paladin anymore and his oath of the crown was lost somewhere in between the first 15 deaths he faced.

'But Alu if he's still devoted to the raven queen then why did he lose his oath or why didn't he regain it?'

Because he doesn't really believe in it. It's more like a lie he tells himself every morning so the first thing he does isn't slit his own throat under the weight of it all.

It's the only thing holding that thread of his sanity together. It gives him purpose and maybe he does think maybe one day it'll pay off. Maybe there's still something worth saving in her.

#;out of actions #;headcanon #tw suicidal ideation #tw death #tw gore #tw dissociation #anyway I don't even rememeber where I was going with this #I just started info dumping and jumping from subject to subject #i'm not re-reading this for errors you can just have this

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Me ? Taking notes again to write this ask? You guessed it.

The ocean saga is 100% my favourite saga so I'm going to be insane about this actually.

12.Aeolus is literally perfect I'm obsessed with her and her little banter with Ody " let's play a game/ a game? / That's what I'm serving " YES MA'AM YOU ARE CERTAINLY SERVING. Again at this point we agree on everything because the part where Odysseus tries to stay awake has kept me awake for days , he is so pathetic he's hallucinating his family and he loves them so much and everything has changed BUT HE'S THE SAME YES HE'S THE SAAAME ( instant tears)

" They were within sight, his mom could have seen the ship" fatal blow , currently chocking on my blood and my tears.

Also yes , Poseidon's voice is majestic, after ruthlessness came out I was singing it so much my brother and sister had memorized it ( they don't even know English lol )

13.The chorus of po-sei-don is glorious and I sing it every single time very drammatically 'cause HOW COULD I NOT??? Again, agree with everything you said, this whole entire song makes me feral, Poseidon is so bitchy and mean and pissed and sarcastic I ADORE IT and whenever I sing it I make Ody's little "No" so defeated and terrified and "we're so fucked " because they so areeeee

You are the worst kind of good- moment lives in my mind rent free I also did some lettering for it because I HAD to get it out of my head somehow ( I failed , it's stuck on repeat in my brain )

" But noOoOo" is so iconic I can't put it into words I love Poseidon jansnsnns

First time I listened to ruthlessness the callback to just a man brought me to my knees Jorge is a criminal how does he get away with causing such pain to me specifically ??? We'll never know

Aaaand the callback to the convo with Polyphemus " I am your darkest moment " FLOORS ME EVERY TIME SIR WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES THAT HAUNT YOU IN THE FORM OF THE GOD OF THE SEA , WHAT DO YOU MEAN MERCY HAS A PRICE ( this whole thing about "you could have avoided all this had you just killed my son" brings me back to hours spent studying the Iliad for school and learning that in those books the idea was that you had to die a glorious death if you wanted to be remembered and live forever with honor in the stories that will be told about you. Being spared in combat and living after that is not living at all, becase you're now a disgrace and everyone will know you failed to be a hero ) ( but I don't know if this whole "moral code" applies to monsters like Polyphemus) ( living with the shame that some random puny Greeks overtook you must generally suck either way though)

also the part where Ody's desperately bargaining "Poseidon we meant to harm we only hurt him to disarm him PLEASE PLEASE UNDERSTAND please we took no pleasure in his pain we are at your mercy right now we can't do anything this is all up to you I can't do anything else for my crew other than try to make you understand we only wanted to escape PLEASE we are in your domain now we can't escape the literal sea PLEASE SHOW US THE MERCY WE SHOWED YOUR SON" and this whole part is quieter and gentler than the rest of the song,it's a plea, a small little desperate string of hope that maybe he'll understand, then a beat of silence and then DIE YOU'RE NAIVE AND HOPELESS DIE AKKSKDJSNNS

I may have gone a little insane with this one lol

As always no pressure but I eagerly await your take on the other sagas :))

( love for you and your friend that you acted out the whole musical , it seems neat and I think it would fix me hahah )

HEYO man theres one artwork of "im the same yes im the same" that im obssessed with, its sooo good

the idea was that you had to die a glorious death if you wanted to be remembered

All the men who died drowning + elpenor ------- :) :) :) yw

Despite it being an unpopular opinion Circe might actually be my least favorite saga so far,....probably because they werent as angsty as any of the other so far......i think theres a pattern here....anyway, its still GREAT so lets start 14. Puppeteer ODY REFUSING TO LISTEN TO EURY, I WONDER??? maybe he guesses???? MAYBE HE KNOWS? that it was Eury who opened the bag but he isn't ready to hear it yet???? the instrumentals in that is soo good tho, ALSO "a woman" "....what"

circes voice do be beautiful

and the storytelling of eury recalling the story while circes part is kind of a flashback like, is reallyyy nice

Also Ody being straight up ready to save his men help, that's only 8 songs or so before Syclla :")

15. Wouldn't you like

I knowwww why people are so hype about it, but admittedly it doesn't hit that hard for me. it's a good song! just not my favorites

but "someone who's not afraid to...send a message" is a sneaky way to make it obv who it is, very "high on shrooms" feels, and Odysseus singing the "OooooOoooOOOooOooH"s towards the end are reallyyy goodddd and the "dont thank me you very well may die"....perfect characterization of hermes, loved 16. Done For

Ody trying to sneak his way in like "did you do smth to them?" (knows 100% that she did) "you turned them into pigs" ODY YOURE SUCH A SLEEK---- SO OKAY WE ACTED THIS OUT RIGHT? WITH MY FRIEND? HAVING MY FRIEND BE CIRCE PLS??? OMG ....attractive mayhaps ody trying to lie about being a god "hermes gave it do you, didnt he?" ".....fine, yes, but- " ODY SIEGSE ~love lying characters, like, Neil, Ody, yeah...yeah Also circe going right into lust and Ody being like "??? wdym" (think sabout penelope) 17. There are other ways "BUuT itS been 12 LonG yeEArs" JORGE JORGE__--SLEGOSEJG lmaoosegseigjseg jk beautiful falcetto (high voice) of Jorge very seductive song, beautiful the reprise of just a man again.....but he refuses! good on you ody, bc otherwise you wouldve been dead, also THE DROP when Circe talks about the Underworld, esp with the distorted choir so cool, theres some animatics that portrayed those really neat too, might ramble about the animatics some other time also Circes last note(s) in the song are SO GOOODDDDD such vocal control

#epic the musical #leyanswers #im stopping here rn bc im scared of the underworld saga help seisejgse i cri #leyrambles #puppeteer #wouldnt you like #done for #there are other ways

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