#I probably saved his life just being there

[randomshyperson]

The Pinning Problem - Wanda Maximoff Oneshots

Summary: There are several ways to resolve the rivalry between the Avengers that does not involve fighting. Or, the one where Wanda Maximoff likes to be pinned down by her not-so-secret crush, and somehow this becomes the whole team's problem.

words: 2.944k | warnings: a lot of sexual tension, kissing, hints of rivals to lovers, this is a crack fic - nothing here can be taken seriously, another alternative solution for civil war that’s better than what they did, nothing explicit but hints of sub!wanda.

A/N-. I found this on my draft, had to translate, and I have no idea what was the inspiration or writing process but I thought it was so funny, so here it is. The name is actually quite self-explanatory.

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-&-

In Wanda's defense, a sequence of events led to this unsustainable situation.

It probably started a year ago, when she had mind-tricked the team of Earth’s Mightiest Heroes and felt confident enough to try it on someone who was notoriously known for being invulnerable. It was the first time Wanda had been pinned against a wall by another person, and it was the most inopportune situation possible for any feelings other than anger and fear, so of course Wanda had never been so aroused. Things didn’t get any better after that, and in her interactions with you in the Avenger routine a while later, she would probably describe you as having some obscure desire to pin her against things.

In training, against the mat.

In the kitchen, against the counter or the fridge, with bad excuses to reach things or just because you wanted to see her blush or traumatize any team member present.

And one notable time, one that haunted her in wet dreams for weeks, against the door of the motel room you were staying in for one of the countless stakeout missions in search of clues about the Winter Soldier.

Wanda was never so grateful for a shared bathroom as the day she saw you in just a towel, hair and wet muscles exposed.

“Damn, wrong door.” You said with an innocent tone, but it didn’t seem like you had made any mistakes, the little smile giving away your true intentions.

Wanda, who had just emptied the bathroom for the next in line for the shower, clutched the towel to her body tighter, a nervous giggle escaping her.

She's never felt as powerful as she does now, using all her mental and spiritual control not to rip off those towels and grab you with the entire team to witness.

“Did you save some hot water for me, witchy?” You teased with your hand on the doorframe, too close for Wanda to breathe properly. She had to blink her concentration back, her brain barely able to focus on anything other than your inviting lips.

“Hm, I can’t say I have it.”

You lick your lips, a smile threatening to escape as Wanda's eyes followed the movement. "No problem, I need a cold shower anyway." That's what you said, using much more of her personal space than you needed to exit the room.

And for the next few weeks, Wanda could only remember that feeling, her fingers tucked deep inside her pants as she bit her lip to keep from whimpering your name to the ceiling.

The fight between Steve and Tony escalated into a catastrophe shortly after that, and Wanda had a little time to focus on other things.

That is until Clint picked her up at the Tower, and informed her that he had two stops to make. Ant-Man was the easy part, he was loud and energetic and kept Clint busy with excited questions about his life as an Avenger.

You were the proof of the gods.

With a leather jacket you got as a gift from Natasha hiding a band t-shirt that in Wanda's opinion, made you look like the most attractive person she had ever laid eyes on, you threw your backpack on the bench and squeezed in next to her.

You didn't have to press your lips to her cheek, but you did it anyway, as if you and Wanda were great friends, and you had missed her a lot in the last few weeks you hadn't seen each other with all the team's drama.

“What’s up, witchy?” It was so casual that Wanda almost believed that you two had a real relationship and not a history of arguments, teasing and staring challenges.

Clint didn't pay a second thought to the matter, he was stressed with everything that was happening to the team, and he was pleased that you were joining the fight, especially on his side. Having a demigoddess should mean an easy victory, and hopefully, without much fighting.

Staying under wraps in Europe until it was time to meet Steve at the appointed point was a minefield. Four people sharing a van, two of whom were hormonal teenagers, with some sort of battle going on over who would give in first could easily be one of the reasons Clint Barton wanted to stay retired.

Three hours into the ride, and Wanda let out another sigh from the backseat, and he had enough.

“I swear to god I’m going to make you walk all the way there.” The hawk warned, stealing a glance in the rearview mirror, quick enough for him to see you move your hand away from Wanda’s thigh. He snorted in disbelief. “That’s so inappropriate. And disgusting.”

“Don’t be homophobic, Clint.” You immediately retort, but the Avenger shook his head, chuckling reluctantly.

“I’ll tell your cousin what kind of things you do while other people are around you, young lady.” He threatened but you shrugged, an easy laugh escaping you.

“Good luck trying to slut-shame me to the god of fertility.” Your bratty response made Wanda and Scott hide a giggle.

Clint huffed in irritation. “What the hell, that’s not what I’m doing!” He defended himself, offended. “I just don’t want to be there while you make out with your girlfriend.”

You shrug. “Sounds like homophobia to me, man.”

Clint shakes his head indignantly, and tries to look at Scott for some support but the other just shrugs, with an expression that he agrees with your words. The Archer lets out a humorless laugh, and announces that he will stop for food at the next gas station he drives by.

When the stop finally happened, almost an hour later, Clint and Scott practically fled the car.

Wanda thinks she should have at least changed seats.

“Can I ask you something?” She ventured as the noise of the older Avengers talking grew more distant, as they were going to buy food at the convenience store. You hum in agreement, and Wanda swallows hard because she feels your gaze on her. “How did Barton convince you to join the fight?”

The question takes you by surprise. You change seats, and Wanda almost regrets it, but you do it just to look at her and it's more disconcerting than before.

“Why wouldn’t I join? I’m an Avenger too.” Apparently, you wanted to see her reaction. Sometimes, Wanda forgot that not everyone could read minds. Especially you, who, although you could resist any of her magic tricks, didn’t have the same abilities to do them on other people.

“I know, I meant…” She thought for a moment about the right words. “I just got the impression that Thor advised you to stay a little distant from things like that. He himself doesn’t seem to be around much for this kinda of… human and bureaucratic stuff.”

You click your tongue. “I’m human, Wanda. Half, but still.”

“I know!” she snaps back, her cheeks hot. “I just meant—”

“I know what you mean, I’m messing with you.” You cut her off with a giggle, gesturing slightly. “I’m flattered, you know? That you think I’m so strong and amazing, so superior to all of this.” You make an exaggeratedly theatrical expression, and Wanda laughs with an eye roll.

“Oh, shut up.” She retorts, and manages to make you smile too. The lightness of the interaction changes the second after this dialogue ends. You look at her in a different way, more intense and vulnerable, and Wanda swallows hard. She feels like she wants to say a million things at once, but it’s you who speaks first.

“You’re right though, I wasn’t going to get involved.” You say, your typical confidence failing for the first time since Wanda met you. “Diplomatic immunity and Asgardian royalty perks or something like that.” You joke with a weak laugh, but something about the way you’re saying it makes it impossible for Wanda to laugh, let alone breathe properly. “Clint only had to use two magic words to get me on the team.”

She swallows hard, her stomach flipping. “What words?”

You smile at the corner of your mouth, not meeting her eyes for a moment. And then you sigh deeply, and look at her. “Wanda Maximoff.”

The breath that escapes her is shaky and faltering, and you hold her gaze until she gathers her courage. You wait patiently for Wanda to approach, and you don't move at any of her hesitations, until she sighs and grabs the collar of your blouse, pulling you in with determination. Despite the urgency, the first kiss is not rushed. You let her get used to the feeling first, and pull away before Wanda has a chance to protest.

But when you dive back in the next second, you take control. Your hand cups her jaw and your mouth is hungrily against hers, teeth and tongue, devouring every whimper of need she gives you. You’re not immune to Maximoff’s charms either.” You gasp at Wanda’s taste, brow furrowed as if you’re physically unable to pull away.

But you have to, because Clint and Scott can't make a purchase longer than eight damn minutes.

The veterans climb into the car, and the archer turns to the back of the van to deliver the food and catches a glimpse of your disheveled appearances and uneven breathing and grunts of disbelief.

“For the love of god, I don’t even want to know. And don’t you dare touch my stuff!” He says, throwing the snacks into your laps as you and Wanda struggle to hide your giggles.

-&-

The plan was to sneak out, but Stark closed the airport. Steve's order was for everyone to put on their suits and follow him, but Wanda ended up trapped between the closed door of the van and your body.

“Everything okay, girls?” Captain America asked uncertainly, and without moving away, you forced a smile at Steve.

“Sure, Cap. I’ll just wish Wanda a good fight. We’ll catch up with you for a grand entrance, I promise.” It’s practically a warning that you’re going to do this regardless of Steve’s permission, so he clears his throat and waves for the team to follow him ahead.

The Avengers have barely finished walking away - she can still hear Clint complaining that the two of you haven't let go of each other when you lean your face down and kiss her.

She doesn't know what she expected, but she certainly doesn't feel prepared for this kind of kiss. Sloppy and charged with lust, just a few hours after she experienced the sensation of having your lips for the first time.

Your firm hands on her waist and the extra support of the van are the only things keeping her upright. Her wobbly legs gave out at the first bite of her lip, three kisses ago.

Between one gasp and another, and this because neither of you wants to let go, Wanda tries to remind you of what they are doing in Germany.

“We have to go. The others. The fight.” Each word comes between one kiss and another, and she’s not even trying to open her eyes, because you drag your mouth down her jaw and start pressing your lips to her neck with enough intention to make her arch her body towards you and forget the world around her.

Though you look equally affected, you manage to break the caresses with a husky chuckle. “Who the hell came up with the idea of adding a damn corset to your uniform, Wanda?”

The question makes her bite her lip, especially since she catches the way your gaze is fixed on her collarbone.

“I chose it myself. Don’t you like it?” She teases with false innocence, baiting you by puffing out her chest in your direction.

Your fingers reach up and pull at the limit of what the corset's laces will hold without opening, the gesture being suggestive enough for Wanda to tremble.

“I loved it, that’s the problem.” You murmur, evidently aroused, your mouth marking her skin again. “How do they expect me to fight with you looking like that around me. All I can think about is undressing you…” A soft bite on your lobe, and Wanda moans directly into your ear. “God, I could fuck you right here.”

“There’s no time.” She pants back, but your grip tightens a little and Wanda is sure that if you try to take her clothes off in the middle of this parking lot, she’ll help you.

“We can make time.”

But your whispered phrase carries a meaning she can’t ignore. She struggles to push her arousal away and manages to retort a hoarse “What?”

Your hands reach inside the suit's jacket, and move downward. Wanda gasps as she feels them on her ass, squeezing the flesh and forcing your hips together. The sensation is so delirious that she almost forgets she asked a question.

“We can kill time if we let the boys fight alone.” Your voice combined with all the attraction she’s kept secret for so long is like a siren song taking her mind to places far removed from Avengers intrigue, and more like beds or mats. Or anywhere you can press her, including this car. “Romanoff knows how to take care of herself, and the others wouldn’t even notice.”

“Yes, they would.” She retorts with a soft laugh before pulling your mouth back to hers. Kissing her again wakes something in you. Your hands go frantic, tugging and squeezing, and Wanda finds herself pressed completely against the iron door with one of your legs between hers. The softest press of your knee against her core makes Wanda gasp in a whimper.

You break the kiss to rest your forehead against hers. “You sound so beautiful when you make those sounds.” But she needs to put more distance between you, because she won’t be able to stop if she doesn’t do it now.

“We can’t.” She insists, one hand on your stomach to gently push you away. “Not now. And not here.” She sighs at the dark look in your eyes. “We gave you our word that we would help.”

For a moment, it looks like you’re going to ignore it, your lips brushing together, teasing away whatever sanity she has left. But then, you kiss her cheek and pull away, and Wanda would have slid down to the floor if it weren’t for van’s support.

“Okay, I’ll help.” You declare with a determination that makes Wanda swallow hard.

She barely has time to work on her appearance and has to rush to catch up with you, sprinting towards the team.

You missed the grand entrance - Things were about to start, and you interrupted a spider-clad teenager with an energy pulse that threw him away and kept him pinned to the ground.

“Sorry guys, I’m really busy today.” You announced. Everyone looked at you in shock, Tony seemed genuinely surprised to see you pick a team, and Steve seemed worried that you had changed your mind. When you started fighting with everyone, things got even more serious.

But Wanda didn't even have time to think about what it all meant; she realized that you weren't hurting them. You were bringing them together, to face them all at once.

Vision was probably the only one there who could do any damage due to the Infinity Stone, so she needed to keep him under control.

And with Spider-Boy safe and immobilized just like Vision, you screamed to the heavens.

“Heimdall, let’s take my friends for a ride!”

The Avengers only had time to widen their eyes. The transport was almost immediate.

Wanda closed her eyes, as shocked as the others, but the trip was actually smooth. While half the team was still fighting on the rainbow that led to Asgard, you held her by the waist, and the landing was calm and coordinated.

Steve was the first to approach you, as furiously as everyone else. “What do you think you’re doing? Send us back right now! We have to-”

“Sorry, I’m on vacation.” You cut him off, shrugging. Your hand is clasped in Wanda’s, who’s standing behind you.

The team all stands around, angry and surprised. Steve gives an incredulous laugh, but Tony actually laughs.

“Wow, that’s impressive, Rogers. Seriously, this time you outdid yourself in the worst decisions you could make. You didn’t think about what could happen when you called her to fight, she has the maturity of a ten-year-old!”

“Wow, and you can talk about maturity, can’t you Tony?”

You rolled your eyes, leaving them behind, cursing each other. Natasha was trying to stop King T'Challa from attacking Bucky, but none of them had a way out of here. Rhodes took off his armor helmet and was commenting on how huge Asgard was with Sam, while Clint tried to get a cell phone signal to warn Laura that he would most definitely be late. You think Ant-Man was trying to take pictures, but you got distracted by Wanda on the way through the Bifrost.

“Are we just going to leave them?” She asked, glancing at the irritated team.

You shrug. “Yeah, Heimdall will keep an eye on them. And when they calm down, the palace awaits. And you will see my royal chamber now.”

Wanda purrs, her cheeks flushed. “You’re getting pretty confident.” She teases, making you smile.

“I’m just inviting you to a late-night fondue.” You joke, and it’s Wanda’s turn to chuckle before pressing her lips against yours.

Some of the Avengers complain in the background but none of you are paying attention to them anymore.

[overthedeadsea]

Warm Towel Affection

Pairing: Aaron Pierre x fem!reader

Summary: You're getting full-service post-shower princess treatment ft. Aaron being an absolute nuisance with those big hands

The shower shuts off with a soft click and before you can even blink, Aaron's already at the edge of the tub, towel in hand like a man on a mission.

You blink up at him, cheeks flushed from the heat, hair stuck to your forehead.

“Don’t look at me,�� you murmur, swaying a little as you try to step out. “I’m soggy and vulnerable.”

“You’re adorable,” he corrects, scooping you up like you weigh nothing.

You yelp. “AARON—!”

“Shh,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your damp shoulder. “You’ll slip. Gotta protect the goods.”

You’re fully wrapped up in a towel, legs dangling over his forearm, clinging to his neck as he carries you like the world’s soggiest princess straight to the bed.

He sits you down gently and starts rubbing the towel through your hair with the softest little circles, practically humming under his breath.

You close your eyes, totally boneless. “Mmm… sleepy.”

“I know, baby,” he says, planting a kiss to the crown of your head. “You always get melty after hot showers.”

You mumble something incoherent and he grins, grabbing the lotion like it’s a sacred ritual.

“Okay,” he says, voice dropping a little as he flips open the cap. “Gimme those thighs.”

You peek one eye open. “Why you say it like that.”

“Because they deserve it.” He winks. “And so do you.”

You sigh dramatically, but let your legs fall open. He settles between them like he’s been waiting all day for this moment—which he probably has.

He starts at your calves, slow and easy, rubbing lotion into your skin like he’s praying. Thumbs pressing firm but gentle, working his way up.

And when he hits your thighs?

It’s game over.

Big hands, slow circles. He rubs up and down with full concentration, thumbs sliding just under the hem of the towel as you go soft and useless in his hold.

He’s not even being gross about it—just intimate. Worshipful. Like your thighs saved his life once.

“Softest thighs in the entire damn universe,” he murmurs, not even talking to you anymore, just declaring it to the world.

You giggle sleepily. “You’re obsessed.”

“I am,” he says, leaning in to kiss your knee. “You made me this way.”

He keeps working his way up—belly, arms, shoulders—all while kissing and cuddling and talking to you like you’re the most precious thing to ever exist.

By the time he’s lotioning your back, you’re fully curled into him, head tucked under his chin, mumbling sweet nothings like “you smell like heaven” and “I think my bones are lotion now.”

He just laughs and wraps you up in a warm hoodie.

“Okay, softest girl alive,” he says, scooping you into his lap. “You’re officially pampered.”

You blink up at him, dazed. “You love me?”

He grins, all dimples and heart eyes. “I love you, baby. I’d lotion you every day for the rest of my life.”

You nod solemnly. “That’s so hot.”

A/n: sigh this was my before bed scenario after yesterday depressive episode 🤸‍♂️

Also!! I love to see u baddies interact and comment your thoughts on this <3

[deputyrook]

No spoilers please because I’ve just started the sequel, but: the Hans/Henry fight at the start of KCD2 is so fucking good, it’s such a believable fight. Like despite the fact that they’ve just saved each other’s lives and we’ve just been shown how they really care about each other, once they’re out of immediate danger, they start getting on each other’s nerves and lashing out at one another. It’s so real.

When their lives are in danger, Hans carries a half-dead Henry to safety while Henry is having PTSD flashbacks- and fights off a bandit, nearly getting killed in the process. That’s incredibly brave, dedicated, and selfless of him. But after he gets literal shit thrown on him, and is repeatedly disrespected and mocked, it’s incredibly in-character for Hans to grasp for a remaining sense of status by refusing to help Henry with any work and by flexing his superiority in the tavern. He’s trying to retain some semblance of pride and nobility after probably some of the worst days of his life, and is exerting it over Henry to do so.

But it also makes sense that this would piss Henry off! He’s had to work his whole life, and it’s such a reminder of who Hans was when they first met- someone who looked down on him, who treated him poorly, and who called him a coward. In Henry’s view, they’re both in a bad situation and Hans is refusing to help him deal with it, even though he’s been nothing but loyal to Hans and has done everything Hans asks of him every step of the way. On top of that, they’re both frustrated at each other over the deaths of their comrades- Henry at Hans for not taking everything more seriously to start, and Hans at Henry for drawing attention to them (which I also wonder might have something to do with a perception that Henry placed the safety of a stranger over his?)

The way it culminates in the stockades with them insulting each other- depending on your choices, it’s so brutal. I think Hans calling Henry a coward and mentioning him running away would be a particularly harsh blow, but the things you can say to Hans about no one being proud of him clearly really hit him hard, as well. You can really understand how they both got to this point, and why they’d be driven to say such terrible hurtful things to each other, despite still really caring about one another.

This is why I love this series. Believable characters with depth, that act in understandable, sympathetic ways that make sense for who they are.

[whumpster-fire]

Someone in the notes said:

and he makes sure that his (also grumpy) daughter feels safe loved and self assured

Okay, like... I think he gets marginally better in the 11th and 12th movies (which I'm not rewatching to confirm because "The series actually finally addresses the fact that Cera's mom is dead and that his dad rekindling a relationship with someone she doesn't even know is hard" is pretty much the only thing those two films did well and is very much a B-plot that doesn't actually get enough screen time to justify sitting through the rest of those movies) but Topps doesn't do a very good job of this for at least the entire first half of the series.

Original Film: taught his daughter to be racist. Which to be clear was not working nearly as well as he hoped and the whole reason Cera got separated from her herd is because she snuck off to play with Littlefoot in the middle of the night. She got worse after the whole Sharptooth Attack / giant earthquake separating her from her family thing but, like, Cera started imitating her father's racism more after ending up in a very traumatic situation as a result of disobeying her dad's order to not play with Littlefoot.

Second Movie: Cera makes an incredibly stupid and reckless decision that nearly gets the entire gang killed. Cera, later: "I suppose you all got the same lecture I did? Don't hang around with longnecks, beakfaces and spiketails." (everyone else is shocked because their safety lectures did not involve racism). Just to be clear, the gang tried to cross a lake of quicksand over some stepping stones. This was entirely 100% Cera's idea, nobody else wanted to try it, and her friends putting themselves in danger trying to help her literally saved her life. She would have died before any adult could even get to her. Topps proceeded to try to blame this on her friends being bad influences and is racist about it. Anyway Cera then proposes the group run away from home to prove to the adults that they can take care of themselves, which is also a horrible idea but like. Reading between the lines here Cera is acting out because her idiot father is trying to isolate her from her support system.

Third Movie: this is the one where Topps sings a cool song that some people in the notes mentioned. This moment is somewhat undercut by the fact that this happens while he's trying to bully the rest of the Great Valley into accepting an incredibly stupid water rationing plan and attempting to justify it with the "I'm a parent too and I'm just doing what's best for my child and all our children" card. His plan seems to have been to give every species a set time of day when they were allowed to drink. Nobody else expected him to be stupid enough to include the children who are probably like <1% of the adults' body weight in this, but then it turned out he was that stupid. He then tried to isolate Cera from her friends again, and capped it all off by almost getting himself and Cera killed because he started a pissing contest over not wanting to follow a wildfire evacuation plan because Littlefoot's grandparents came up with it.

Fifth Movie: okay so the Great Valley got hit with a massive locust plague and the entire interspecies herd was forced out of it to look for food. The herd discovers a skeleton of a dinosaur of Ducky's species out in the desert. Topps proceeds to say they can't make any deductions about there being no food in the direction the corpse was traveling from because this species are infamously stupid and the dead one probably got lost. In front of several members of said species. He then instigated such a massive fight that the herds decided to re-split up by species although it's not totally clear if everyone was doing this individually or if it was just the Threehorns. In any case the gang actually runs away this time to avoid being split up with the idea that if they all obviously ran off in the same direction their parents will be forced to search for them in the same direction.

Sixth Movie: Cera is stuck babysitting her much younger niece and nephew (she presumably has an adult sibling that we've never seen) and is sick of it. I do not know what any of the adults involved in this was thinking making the kid who is consistently some random location with her friends instead of hanging out anywhere near her herd and also has run away from home like four times by this point responsible for supervising two gremlin toddlers.

Seventh Movie: Topps is finally right about something: not trusting Petrie's sketchy con artist uncle. Nobody in the friend group except Cera trusts his opinion at all because usually when Topps doesn't trust someone it's because he's racist.

He's not, like, abusive and Cera loves him and is trying to have a good relationship with him, but also his daughter is the one kid in the friend group with a kind of messed up home life, and Topps's role in the adult community of the Great Valley is basically "The worst guy on the HOA board."

Cera's dad in the Land Before Time movies is called Daddy Topps

i need to make sure you all know that

[seokminfilm]

fast pace 🍒 choi seungcheol

🍒 pairing, choi seungcheol x reader

🍒 warnings, non-idol au, marriage au, husband/girl dad seungcheol, overprotective seungcheol, wholesome family interaction, seungcheol calls reader "sweetheart" once, suggestive at the end (if you squint)

🍒 summary, your daughter was just like seungcheol—so alike it drove you a bit insane.

🍒 author's note, trying not to tweak out right now (just wrote a whole seokmin fic (@realmofclouds' request) to accidentally delete it all and have tumblr save the now-empty post 🧍) so here's this seungcheol fic to try to salvage something for you guys 😭 trust me i'll write a BUNCH next week to make up for it (spring break week woop woop!) please enjoy girl dad cheol i know i enjoyed writing it SJKJDFSJK

🍒 now playing, fast pace (seventeen)

🍒 word count, 1k (1k exactly what the hell) | for @kstrucknet

when you got the call that you would have to go pick your four-year-old daughter up from her kindergarten class, seungcheol would not rest until you had allowed him to drive you there.

"i want to see what she got in trouble for myself." seungcheol had a streak when it came to his daughter, mi-cheol (she did have part of his name, after all). he could never seem to believe that his daughter would do no wrong, and even when you had told him that she had gotten in trouble, he had asked you "are you being serious?" about seven times before you had broken down and shown him the message.

and so, here you were, sitting in the kindergarten lobby as the two of you waited to retrieve mi-cheol.

seungcheol sat in the chair beside you, glancing down at his watch as he grumbled something under his breath. as a businessman (and a slightly overdramatic father), seungcheol loved when things were speedy, especially when concerning his oh-so-lovable daughter.

seungcheol tapped his dress shoe impatiently on the tile, long eyelashes brushing against his eyebrows as he glared at the constantly ticking clock. sensing his impatience, you place a soft hand on his arm, side-eyeing him as he sighs.

"please, cheol. patience." you sounded like you were talking to a disobedient child—and you were, in a way. seungcheol was just like mi-cheol in that aspect—they couldn't listen to someone for the life of them.

as soon as the thought of your doe-eyed, pouty-lipped baby girl crossed your mind, out she came, backpack in tow as she grinned at you.

"daddy!" mi-cheol runs right past you and immediately clings onto seungcheol's dress pants leg. the smile that breaks on seungcheol's stern features is only one mi-cheol can bring out, and he reaches down quickly, swiftly swooping the four-year-old in his arms as he gives you one last glance before heading to the car.

apologizing on mi-cheol's behalf and signing her out, you follow the two shortly, getting in the passenger's side of the car as you grab the tail end of seungcheol and mi-cheol's conversation.

"so, what did she do?" you ask, knowing good and well it may not be a good idea to hear the story from seungcheol. luckily, mi-cheol steps up to the plate herself, clearing her throat after taking a few sips from her juice cup.

"a boy called me cute, so i slapped him in the face." the sentence is simple, but so absurd at the same time that you can't help but burst into laughter.

seungcheol, on the other hand, is absolutely seething. his eyes are dark as soon as he hears the words 'boy' and 'cute', and you can see him jumping to all sorts of conclusions in his head. his grip on the steering wheel is tight, and he's blankly staring at the road, probably fighting back a profanity or two.

seungcheol was overprotective, everyone knew that—he held both you and mi-cheol to a very high standard, and therefore watched the two of you with a hawkeye. he never let boys near mi-cheol, and lord forbid a guy would try to hit on you—he would let them know their place, quickly too.

"a boy?" seungcheol asks softly (too softly for your liking), and you can see mi-cheol nodding from her booster seat, cup in hand as she lets out a little scoff. "i am not cute."

"oh, baby. you are cute—you just...you don't want a boy telling you that, do you?" you question, and mi-cheol nods, an overdramatic pout similar to her father's adorning her face.

"yeah. the only boy i want to call me cute is daddy." mi-cheol makes a sound that you think may be similar to 'yuck', although it doesn't sound like that in the slightest.

seungcheol’s hard exterior is broken by that sentence in an instant, and he’s smiling from ear to ear in the cutest way possible, nodding as he looks back at his daughter with nothing but pure fondness.

“good girl, mimi.” seungcheol encourages mi-cheol with a proud grin on his face, and you sigh, knowing this would happen—of course seungcheol would say nothing about how his daughter’s actions were wrong.

if anything, he was overjoyed that she realized the rules seungcheol had set in place before she was even born—”boys are a no-no.”

“seungcheol.” you whisper, glaring at him as he catches your gaze. reading the disapproval in your eyes, seungcheol bites back an eye roll before sighing, biting his full lips as he returns to the hard exterior mi-cheol had broken with her confession.

“mimi, sweet baby girl—you shouldn’t handle things like that with violence, okay?. if a boy calls you cute and you don’t like it, tell it to him. don’t let him get away with it, of course, but don’t slap or hit him, okay? will you remember that for daddy?” you can tell it pains seungcheol to give this speech to his sweet little mi-cheol, watching the way his thick eyebrows twitch when he says the words ‘boy’ and ‘cute’.

“okay, daddy. i’ll remember it.” mi-cheol holds a thumbs-up to seungcheol, and he nods, giving her a small smile as he pulls up at a red light. proud of your husband for holding back his overprotective nature, you kiss his ring finger, warm lips ghosting the cool metal wedding band on his finger.

it makes seungcheol chuckle lowly to himself, reveling in your love as he smiles at you, glancing back at his mini-me (who’s currently eating a bowl of cherries).

"you owe me for this, sweetheart." seungcheol whispers, voice laced with a low, suggestive tone as he studies your face darkly. chuckling, you throw your head back, letting it hit the headrest as your hands rest on seungcheol's forearm.

"name your price, cheol. i'll give it to you," you add teasingly, and with the look and smile seungcheol gives you at your words, you already have an idea of what that could possibly be.

[anarchy-and-piglins]

do you have more c technoblade analysis? your thoughts are really well articulated and usually i agree with you

i wasnt there for dsmp stuff so you can talk about anything you’d like

Oh boy, I have a ton of cTechno thoughts all the time, but I feel like I'm bad at pulling them out randomly unless people want to ask/hear about anything specific (which, for the record, I very much embrace; I love cTechno lore questions)

HOWEVER, you're in luck today. Because I did have thoughts this morning!

Specifically, I am thinking once again about cTechno's conversation with cTubbo about the Red Festival during their Saving Michael stream.

Techno's situation during the Red Festival is kind of interesting to me because we know it is a fight Techno would have lost, and thus he decided not to engage with it. We see this as a returning character trait. Techno isn't only a good fighter, he's a smart fighter. He's not reckless.

That is to say, cTechno and ccTechno have both confirmed that in the case of the Red Festival, Techno pulled the trigger on Tubbo (AFTER trying to get out of the situation, dissuade Schlatt of the entire affair, and stall for time so their allies could come help, none of which worked) because he knew that if he refused, then he'd be entering a fight he could not win. He would not have been able to keep Tubbo and himself safe against a crowd of armored and armed people, especially as Tubbo was completely without weapons and armor. The most likely outcome would have been for them both to just be killed anyway, or maybe if they're lucky for one of them to die and the other escape.

And Techno only has one life.

Now, a few characters (mainly cTommy) do believe Techno could have fought his way out of that situation easy-peasy. The problem is that Tommy is in this case wrong. Again, both cTechno and ccTechno confirmed he could not have won, and in fact, we see that Techno's health dropped significantly and he almost died, leaving him to flee, and that is after shooting Tubbo. So yeah, no way would he have made it out with both of their lives intact. (Sadly, some of the fandom also decided to take Tommy's word for it despite cTommy being extremely wrong in this case but that's another post)

Here's why I'm talking about all this. During the Saving Michael stream, Techno apologizes to Tubbo about the events of the Red Festival, but these are the exact words he uses:

"I should have been willing to die for my beliefs back then"

This line still drives me up the wall and makes me chew the isolation /pos. Techno isn't saying he would have survived the Red Festival. He's not saying that he lied about being able to win that fight. HE'S SAYING HE SHOULD HAVE TRIED ANYWAY EVEN IF IT KILLS HIM.

And this comes literally minutes after he admits he only has one life.

Techno's 'belief' in this case is in reference to anarchy, obviously. I could write full dissertations about how Techno's understanding of the concept that is anarchy evolves to be more nuanced and complex throughout the dsmp, and how it is one of my favorite arcs, and why it makes him such a compelling character, but the main point for this post is that Techno got others involved in his cause.

Anarchy is not just Techno's thing anymore. It's the Syndicate's thing. Techno's friends. And one of Techno's defying character traits is that while he's not reckless, he's very much willing to put himself in danger for his friends. So now he feels that he should have put himself in harm's way during the Red Festival because that's what he would do now, after his character development.

He's not apologizing for being unable to save Tubbo - because he still doesn't think he'd be able to, and he's probably right about that. He's apologizing because he has one life and he was unwilling to sacrifice it. But now he is.

[radlovesfics]

god I have not been able to stop thinking about this since @0bticeo brought it up but like. Knight!Mark would go so hard

be it a medieval setting or like. HEAR ME OUT!!! Mainstream mark or one of his variant selves (im seeing viltrumite) get forced to deal with alien-princess!reader for a mission to generate goodwill or a part of the plan to take control of her planet

The best way to do that is by getting close to the reader regardless and I can see two different versions of her in this scenario. (im ignoring other lore rn)

There’s the genuinely kind and sweet reader with no concept of boundaries who is too nice for her own good and all I can see is whichever of the variants (again mainly viltrumite Mark in mind) having to save reader’s dumbass as they’re basically pretending to be the equivalent of a knight for her and poor reader is in TEARS and clings to Mark just overall super physically clingy and affectionate. id like to think this is probably the first time some of the Marks have had any kind of gentle and loving touch and interpret it in their own way and either become pathetic little puppies who just want YOUR love and affection or decide you’re now basically a chew toy for them to do whatever they want with and making you cry gives them the hardest boner ever. you stay with Mark no matter what and I’d also like to think this some of the most attention you’ve ever received in your life despite being a princess and you cling to it, even if it is Mark just bullying you.

Mainstream mark would get a different scenario but the above could work too as I know damn well Mark would fold for the sweet and nice reader but

I also see mainstream Mark as someone who gets pathetic for strong/dominant/mean women, so his alien-Princess!reader would be exactly that. he has to go to her planet to help with something or for a peace thing whatever but reader is is put under his care and vice versa. she hates it! she hates every second of it!! takes out her frustration on Mark and at first Mark is really put off and they do NOT get along at all but Mark is also in awe over how pretty she is and how she’s so stubborn and headstrong and!! Maybe you’re kinder to your people than you are to anyone of the same rank as you!! He sees that and loves it!! and maybe he watches you save yourself instead of him saving you and as you stand there in the aftermath of whatever fight just transpired, looking wrecked while standing above the bodies of those who tried to fuck with you, Mark has literally never felt more attracted to anyone ever it physically HURTS. you’re glaring at him and bitch him out for being late and how you had to save yourself and you slowly lose steam bc he’s just. staring at you. absolutely smitten. and it’s making you nervous???? bc wtf shouldn’t he be snapping back at you?? but he’s just nodding along, agreeing with whatever you say with the softest look in his eyes it’s actually pathetic and adorable. he stops being so antagonistic back to you after this and you slowly realize how much you love him and something something rest is history !!!!

I honestly can’t think of much else to add here (will think more about medieval shit later) I probs have other thoughts but they gettin a bit too convoluted so this can be interpreted however LOL

[sugarwarachan]

(･ω･)つ andy's notes: feeling sad about the todoroki brothers and wrote about shouto pining hard. cws: angsty, shouto's messy thoughts on touya x nurse!reader, the todoroki family's wack-ass dynamics

the last time shouto ever really held his brother was years ago, when touya was exhausted and dying and angry, the boiling-hot slick of his skin rolling icy-hot under shouto's palm.

it's hard to remember how much touya hated him, even harder still to reconcile the image of his brother now with the man brought into the hospital all those years ago. his rehabilitation has been slow. countless surgeries and months of physical therapy have finally brought him a degree of relief, but the prosthetics still irritate his skin and it's a rare day when he can feed himself.

"i want more than fuckin' jello."

shouto can't help but chuckle at his brother's tone from across the room. it's always better to keep his distance when touya's back from surgery.

"too bad," is your inevitable reply. you've been touya's nurse for the past year and a half, a position normally held for a week or so. touya noted you've stayed on this long because you don't take any shit. "you got out of the OR only a few hours ago." you spoon a bite into his mouth, his scowl at being waited-upon like this evident.

shouto doesn't understand his displeasure. if anything, it looks...nice. domestic. something soft and hazy that neither brother knows much about, which is how he realizes his expression matches touya's fervent, hopeful longing.

he turns away to check his phone, ears burning.

visiting his brother is a necessity. shouto wouldn't divert from this routine any more than he would stop writing to his mother, but his brain's commitment has not caught up with his heart.

"why do they keep dragging me back there?" touya snarls. his mood is particularly foul today; the pain must be bad. "it's not like they're gonna make this ugly mug any prettier."

"improving your quality of life matters," you say, a bite in your voice. "and stop calling yourself ugly. it's not healthy."

you turn to him calmly, a gentle smile on your face. he wipes his own clear. "shouto, tell your brother how much words matter."

touya saves him from replying, which is best, because shouto never quite knows what to say after you ask something of him. "god woman, i get enough of this in therapy. give it a rest."

the set of your jaw is stubborn as you stare him down.

"fine. i suppose you'll just have to record a journal entry later to help you better reflect." you smile sweetly, a hint of flirtation lighting up your eyes. "well, i'll leave you two alone now. come get me when you're done," you say to shouto before closing the door behind you.

"weaponizing a man's own therapy journal against him, honestly." touya shakes his head, a dopey grin spreading across his face. "can you believe her?"

shouto might not always know how to respond to people, but he knows that question isn't meant for him to answer.

they catch up in their awkward, patched-up way, and when he stands to leave, he tries not to let the look of relief on touya's face hurt too much.

you're waiting outside with more jello. a playful grimace dances on your lips. "his favorite," you say, shaking the cup and shouldering your way into the room.

"more?!" he hears touya shout, followed by your giggle, high and bright.

you're good for him. in his way, touya is good for you, too.

and yet -

his desire to snatch away one of the good things in his brother's life is probably the most villainous thing about himself.

he doesn't have the stomach for betrayal, doesn't even really have the will, but thoughts swirl in his head nonetheless. shouto can't imagine a world where he can live outside of his family's name, one where he might fall in love and marry in a quiet ceremony.

but he can imagine those things for touya.

and he tell himself that's enough.

[gothamhappiness]

Demon Head!Bruce Wayne headcanons (x f!reader)

Because this was living rent free in my head, I needed to share with you all these quick ideas about Demon Head!Bruce being madly in love with his wife (yeah some things never change in my writing, sorry not sorry!)

Warnings: no proof reading, a few strong words, dark!Bruce, obsessive!Bruce, possessive!Bruce, jealous!Bruce, paranoiac!Bruce, killer!Bruce, mentions of violence, mentions of a failed kidnapping, mentions of sexual activities (a little bit NSFW at the end),

Demon Head!Bruce doesn’t have time for any kind of bullshit and lost all kind of patience he could have had before in his life. When he has plans, he wants things done right away and his soldiers better obey him if they don’t want to be kicked out - aka killed.

Bruce doesn’t care about the no killing rule anymore, he is merciless and ruthless. He is not a dark presence scaring off bad people, he is the ruler of the darkness. He is the most powerful person on Earth. He can literally change the course of events just because he wants it.

He is very serious about it; he is aware of his power and he is quite proud of it. Sometimes he looks at his parents photo and just thinks that he outmatched everyone in the family. And because of his pride, he barely stops working.

Sometimes however he decides to fuck with something just because he feels like it. He is like a cat, who knocks a glass off the counter. No one would dare ask him about it, but it is obvious that he is just curious about the consequences or about the chaos it will cause. In a way, it amuses him.

He is even more eager to interfere if it could amuse you.

God, Demon Head!Bruce isn’t kidding when it’s about his wife. And everyone knows you’re off limits, especially after some idiots tried to kidnap you once. The kidnapping turned into a massive failure and mess. Not only did you know how to defend yourself (there is no way Bruce wouldn’t train you, to make sure nothing could happen to you), but the consequences for said idiots were a long agony. You rarely saw Bruce so full of rage. He also killed the guards who were supposed to look after you.

You tried to save them, out of pity but he told you that “I don’t work with weak and unqualified people. If they wanted to stay alive, they should have done their duty. They simply needed to keep those men away from you. They failed. And I don’t give second chances”. You didn’t argue anymore.

After that, your guards became his best warriors and Bruce tests them every week. You are feeling quite safe with your husband and his soldiers. You even made friends among the scientists working for Bruce. You try not to think that these people would probably be friendly with you even if they didn’t like you, out of fear of your husband.

Bruce is also very possessive of you and can quickly be jealous. It happens when you spend too much time with someone else. At some point, this person will mysteriously disappear. If you ask about it, Bruce will simply tell you that they weren’t doing a good job or that they ask to leave.

But you know that no one leaves Bruce.

And especially not you. You don’t even want to imagine what would happen if you ever go to Bruce and ask for a divorce. You are pretty certain that hell would break loose and the world would go into total chaos while Bruce would lock you up in your shared room.

It is not his fault if his love for you is beyond everything. It is not his fault if he would lose his sanity and health without you. It is not his fault if you are the only thing that can bring him peace and happiness. 

You are the only thing he is soft with. He loves you with every atom of his being and nothing is too good for you. He would offer you the whole universe on a silver plate if it could please you. 

You are his queen, his divinity, his everything.

You are well aware of it - difficult to miss the way your husband looks at you and speaks to you. It is quite jarring sometimes with the way he addresses his soldiers in a cold and sharp tone, and then his voice becomes all honey like to talk to you. His eyes always look for yours and he checks on you all the time.

But sometimes he scares you a little bit.

Even more when you realise he places cameras everywhere so he could keep an eye on you wherever he is.

When you leave your home, guards are by your side. But he knows your guards like you - he can’t blame them, you are so nice to everyone - so he also asks a spy to follow you, just in case you would meet someone he doesn’t know or doesn’t approve of. 

The worst is when his paranoia reaches its peak and he refuses that you leave Wayne manor for a couple of days - weeks, months -, for safety reasons. You don’t like to be locked up.

He knows you will pout at him, and sometimes you even push him away - which drives him absolutely even crazier than he already is. He makes it up to you with gifts and everything that you could enjoy and make you forget about the way he chained you to his home.

When you are forbidden to leave the manor, and once you are not pouting anymore, it is when you grow the most creative to distract Bruce from his work and soldiers. After all, if you can’t go out, it is your husband’s duty to entertain you and take care of you.

The most effective way to get Bruce’s undivided attention on you is to show up cheekily and sexily dressed up. He is definitely distracted when you sit on his lap and gently bite on his lower lip while pressing your body covered in jewels and lingerie against his.

He can’t even pretend to be annoyed or to try and push you away. His hands automatically find your waist to bring you closer. And whatever he is working on, is completely forgotten, no matter how urgent or important it was.

“Busy, husband?” you pur

“Not at all” he always replies, his fingers gently tracing your skin “Bored, my beloved?”

“Just want you” you continue to flirt with him

And Bruce remembers he is just a man when you talk to him like that, because he just can’t resist you. He can’t even pretend to think about it for a second. His lips just need to find yours while he carries you to your shared bedroom, where he can take his time to worship you in peace.

He is very big on intimacy and privacy, so he would never pleasure you in front of his soldiers on his own fantasy.

But once or twice, you convince him to finger you while you are on his lap in his throne room. If one guard dares look at you, Bruce promises them to rip their eyes off and to let them bleed to death. God forbid it makes you cum even faster.

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[eclipseberrycake]

Hear Me Out (Sprout x HOH! Reader)

AN: So, fun fact, I am ALSO Hard of Hearing (HOH), however it's not to the point it's been impacting my life to the point of intervention. That being said, I don't know sign, but I'm trying to learn! So I'm sorry if this isn't very accurate, I promise I'm trying to be as respectful as possible!

Also, Masterlist has been updated!

This is a request.

☁ I'm tryna think of a role good for a HOH toon, and yk what I think? Distractor or survivalist. Maybe even Extractor.

☁ Distractor because like airhorns won't affect you, but then you can't hear when Goob or Scraps snaps. ACTUALLY NVM-

☁ You're getting the RAW thought process rn, hope you all enjoy it. My beta reader is DEAD. Cringe is DEAD. EMBRACE LIFE RAHHH

☁ Anyway, EX-distractor Reader! Maybe they USED to be a distractor, but it got to the point where it just wasn't feasible anymore, so the reader instead took up a survivalist role/back-up distractor.

☁ It would be really cool to think that their ability is kind of like SONAR or like...echolocation lol, where they can use an ability to work around their hearing loss. Like they can locate the twisteds using the vibration of their steps and uses as a guide.

☁ If that makes sense? So they can't see through walls, per say, but they can tell because an Exclamation point pops up because a twisted is walking right there, but you can't hear it. Just sense it.

☁ like okay spidey sense, pop off queen.

☁ Anyway, now that the intro is there. SPROUT. Sprout my boy. How I wish to put you in a blender and drink you. /pos

☁ So my partial headcanon is that after being returned, he's partially blind on his left side, hence why he becomes right dominant. So he understands having something effect your day to day life.

☁ As a main, I imagine he had to know sign, so he's already fluent in it! When you sign to him the first time, a simple wave and spelling of your name, you're startled when he returns the action.

☁ Even if you don't know sign, he's patient and willing to teach you! in the meantime, he writes with his fingers on the palm of your hand. Letter by letter, he writes silly little secret messages that make you flush.

☁ Y'all cute as hell.

☁ On runs, he keeps his eyes peeled for you at all times. Since leaving the distractor way of life, he sticks so close to you. Like he's probably saved your ass more times than you can count and you don't even know because you aren't thinking of it at the time and can't hear him!

☁ But it all plays out because you know how many times you save him because they sneak up on his right side?

☁ You guys also sign to each other all the time after he discovers your fluent/ teaches you. Across rooms, you both notice like Shrimpo doing something and he's like "D-I-D U S-E-E T-H-A-T" and you're tying not to giggle as you respond "U S-H-O-U-L-D F-I-L-M" for preparation on what is bound to be peak comedy.

☁ Additionally, it's a very effective method of communicating which twisteds are on the floor. A simple " P-O-P" or "B-O-X" goes a long way, especially if you're playing backup until the main distractor can collect the other twisted.

☁ As someone who's a bit HOH, idk about y'all, but I get so frustrated with myself sometimes, because people need to repeat themselves like six times and I still don't understand. So I imagine Sprout is very aware of that too. He takes time to speak slowly if you can handle it, or he'll sign, it makes no real difference to me.

☁ When others are being assholes about it, he'll step in and diffuse the situation, especially if he sees you becoming increasingly frustrated. He understands the some of the other toons have...less patience than others when it comes to things like communicating in a way that helps you or others.

☁ Sometimes you probably feel like you're being left out just a bit as well. For instance, when others are complaining about Fin's puns, you probably feel left out since there's no direct translation to some of them so the joke is lost by the time it's explained.

☁ Sprout does not care. He will go through it, letter by letter if needed, just to see you smile, even if it's smile. He loathes the puns, don't get him wrong, but he knows you like being included with the rest of them.

☁ If you all are watching something, he is adamant that subtitles are an absolute must. He will not take no for an answer.

☁ I've established fairly well that Sprout is a protective guy. This does not end after the runs. Not at all. It's the little things that he takes especially good eyes on, like subtitles and keeping notebooks in every room for those not fluent in sign to communicate with you, just to ensure your comfort above all else.

☁ On runs, he's never more than a room away from you. He's got the stamina to play distractor for a while, so if it means keeping you safe, he'll do it.

☁ ughhh im running out of ideas im so sorry

☁ When off runs, Sprout kinda reminds me of a tired dad especially with like Yatta and Toodles. They run around and have fun, but it's hard when they're running around you and you can't hear them and they nearly smoke ya.

☁ He's always reminding people to keep a berth until you notice them. If they don't head his warning, he's not above scruffing them and dragging them in the opposite direction. Like if Finn and Shrimpo are going at it, he'll literally drag them away and drop them to continue their fighting before walking away.

☁ If he's not around, you better believe Cosmo is his second in command. You all thought this would be a Roo post without mentions of cosmo? HA.

☁ Cosmo is always there if Sprout is not. If you get hit, Cosmo is handing you a cookie, even if Sprout is literally heading your way. Like Cosmo knows how much you mean to Sprout, so you mean a lot to him. I don't think his hearing is all to good either (Especially since it takes Cosmos 20 fucking minutes to come grab a fucking med-), so he's a good confidant if you think Sprout needs a break. He's also fluent so he's a great translator!

☁ Especially if Sprout is scolding someone for being a dumbass and isn't thinking about signing. Cosmo's right there with a cheeky little grin, interpreting for you.

☁ That being said, Sprout does the same thing. If someone's arguing in the elevator, he's right beside you, keeping up with their yells so you can follow along. It's honestly hilarious is they say something below the belt and Sprout pauses and is just :O before recovering and signing it to you and you're just :OOO thirty seconds later.

☁ All in all, Sprout is a lovely gentleman all around. None of this is extra to him, it's all just part of loving you. And if it's about you, he'll do it every time, no questions asked.

[milkfordragons]

Do you have an analysis or thoughts about why Will pulled them off the cliff at the end? I love the contrast of him saying "it's beautiful" and embracing Hannibal, just to immediately throw them off the edge after.

The Fall: A Complete Analysis of Both Scenarios. Death or Rebirth? I don't think Will truly pushed them off, though there are two versions of that finale that resonate with me.

In a previous episode, Will tells Jack and Alana that Dolarhyde wouldn't kill himself to stop his killings, stating, "how could he be sure that what's inside of him would die too?" Throughout season three B, we see recurring references to suicide—lines that hint at Will's own internal struggle. One of the final scenes has Hannibal telling Francis, while looking at Will, "suicide is the enemy," just moments after Francis says, "suicide is a sad way to go." (on the script). These lines subtly discourage Will from following that path. Hannibal is aware of Will's thoughts, and when Will admits he's "not sure he can save himself," there’s a long, unspoken moment between them. It's close to this silence that Hannibal delivers the line about the greatest love of man being to lay down his life for a friend. He wasn’t referring to Will, but to himself, this is before his declaration, "my compassion for you is inconvenient, Will." Hannibal knew what Will was planning and, in a way, he supported it.

In one version, the post-credit scenes is the deleted mind palace sequence, and Will dies while Hannibal survives. This is symbolized by Will’s face being unscarred, and the scene conveys an almost spiritual connection between them. Though this would’ve been an intriguing direction, the official ending is the scene with Bedelia, which confirms both Will and Hannibal are alive. The script contains a time lapse, with Jack searching the chapel for someone, implying that at least one of them survived. It’s been confirmed in interviews that they both made it. The final scene, though ambiguous, doesn’t suggest a literal fall off the cliff but rather a metaphorical one. Bryan Fuller himself described this as a "metaphorical fall." Given Will’s state of mind throughout season three, especially with his hallucinations, I believe the fall represents his internal collapse. He loved Hannibal so much that he couldn’t live without him, yet couldn’t let him go either. He tried to free them both from this cycle of destruction, but it wasn’t real. If we had seen a continuation, I imagine it would’ve revealed Will waking from a dream where they were merging underwater, then realizing the fall was symbolic. He'd be lying in a bed, recovering from blood loss, and understanding that what seemed like death wasn’t actually the end.

But if we interpret the ending as their deaths, I believe Will's decision stems from his deep depression, which had plagued him since his time in prison, a point Hugh mentioned in interviews. Will had been carrying an unbearable weight: his desire for Hannibal and what that represented: a craving for violence. He couldn’t reconcile that with his guilt over what happened to Molly, and he believed ending his life was the only way to stop the cycle of harm. However, Will’s possessiveness would prevent him from leaving Hannibal behind. But I still don’t think Will "pulled them off", either. Instead, I think they had an unspoken pact to go down together. Their connection had been communicated silently for a long time. The altar in Hannibal’s mind palace at the end mirrors Francis’ shrine burning, signaling a kind of funeral. Both men, regardless of how Hannibal viewed his actions, were ready to sacrifice everything. Hannibal's willingness to face death was evident in his actions, refusing the insanity plea that would have led to his retrial and probable death sentence. He’d been reckless with his life, perhaps due to the rejection he felt after experiencing love with Will. Will, too, was on the brink of a breakdown by the end of season three. He knew he couldn’t survive without Hannibal, and he understood that death might be the only way for them to truly rest together. Will was so tired. He just wanted to rest with his soulmate.

In that deleted scene, they did rest, peacefully, together. And that’s all Will truly wanted: to be with Hannibal at peace, even if that meant in death.

[iscdisc]

(Replying to the 2012 Kirby O'Neil part-)

Oh absolutely, this man is completely forgettable in the grand scheme of the entire series. LMAO

But in my opinion, he's also one of the most annoying characters in this entire show. I still somewhat stand by my point (The "somewhat" applying to him specifically here-) that both Kirby and April were handled a lot better in the first Season of 2012-! But even as early as Season 1, he still does things that kind of irritate me? Lmao

For starters, from the very first episodes of S1 ("Rise of the Turtles (Parts 1 & 2)' / EP 1-2), we see how unreliable he really is? Why was his 16 year old daughter, who clearly doesn't have much physical prowess or any experience in combative situations at this point, doing more to help them escape from this alien confinement then he was? Why was he just watching his daughter try to take on this like 6 ft robot by herself? Hello?? This is also the earliest that we've seen his defeatist attitude- This man is so quick to just give up and give in, rather than actually making an effort to change the situation that he's in (With his DAUGHTER, by the way. "April, I'll do anything to protect you! 🤓" my ass bro- Lmao).

It doesn't help that ALSO throughout Season 1, he was just sending April a lot of messages that were basically him telling his daughter, "Forget about me, I'm probably going to die here- You should just go save yourself and you'll probably never see me again. Okay, goodbye, I love you. 👍". Like bro- What?? And you're surprised that your daughter said, "Fuck that shit-" and decided to go save you instead (Technically she more so asked the Turtles to help save him, but I guess same thing-)?? My goodness. 💀

It was kinda nice to see that around the time we got to the episode, "Operation: Break Out." (EP 24) he kind of changed his tune, since his encrypted message in this episode was him asking April to send help for him instead of being like, "Yeah, my daughter who's only 16 years old and has only had me in her life up until this point / depends on me, just forget about me- Blah blah blah."- But at the same time, I honestly can't even say that wholeheartedly, because we find out in this same episode that he was being controlled by the Kraang to get to April. So I don't even know if that was really him genuinely asking for help or if he was just being controlled to do so- 💀 (But narratively speaking, this was actually some pretty great foreshadowing, given his personality change in this entire episode and how he was reacting to the entire situation- At least, in my opinion !)

And then in the Season 1 finale (EP 25-26, "Showdown!"-), we go right back to him basically doing nothing and being kind of useless. Him handing April over to Shredder (Karai technically-) and the Kraang is not his fault, since he was being mind controlled, so I am omitting that. But what I'm not omitting is how he decided to handle the situation moving forward, which was to basically do nothing and throw himself a little pity party in the Lair because he gave his daughter to the exact things he was trying to prevent her from getting abducted by. I'm not saying people aren't allowed to feel emotions in the show, but damn, can you feel your emotions and do something productive at the same time? Lmao || It just angers me how it seems like he never makes the effort to do anything even when it comes to his own daughter. Like even SHE'S not enough to make you get off your ass and do something?? And we actually kind of see this with his own Wife / Mrs. O'Neil too, since (During her recollection of the event in Season 3 EP 3, "Buried Secrets"-) we see how he was so quick to just abandon her after she got abducted?? And it doesn't even seem like he made any effort to save his wife or find out what happened to her at all- Like, he just decided to pretend like she never even existed and carry on with his life with April. 💀

The only crumbs I'll give him as far as being a good Father is when he protected April from the falling mutagen canister (Which resulted in his mutation as "Kirby Bat"-) in S2, but that's a 50/50 situation to me. On one hand, he did a really good job actively doing something to protect his daughter from harm or potential harm this time around. On the other hand, now he's not in her life yet again because he's a deranged mutation of a Bat Man and she's alone once again. Lmao

I also have to say that I think this entire situation was incredibly stupid. The O'Neil's truly are plot devices in the 2012 narrative, because what even was this situation? April's been training with Splinter to be a Kunoichi since EP 7 of Season 1 ("Monkey Brains" / However, this is the episode where she makes this kind of announcement that she's going to be training with Splinter. We don't actually see her on screen training with him until EP 19, "Baxter's Gambit" and again in EP 21, "Karai's Vendetta"-), and we've seen her react quicker to more dire scenarios like in S1 EP 14, "The Alien Agenda" with Ms. Campbell- So it doesn't make sense (Logically speaking-) why April just stood there even though the canister wasn't even close to reaching her for like several seconds. To me, despite April having this lack of definitive character in 2012 arguably (I more so have this opinion of her character from Season 2 onward-), it would have been more "in character" for April to grab her Father and start running away rather than standing there. But that's just me. Also, this might be a hot take from me, but I genuinely think April's Dad getting mutated was more of her own fault than the Turtle's fault. If April wasn't standing there like an idiot (For some unexplained reason- 🙃), Kirby wouldn't have felt the need to "protect her" from the mutagen canister. Plus, if the Turtles had been physically present when this was happening, Kirby wouldn't have gotten mutated at all. We know this. Which makes her cutting the Turtles off in this Season feel really over the top and unnecessary? They've literally been there for April since they met her, I think she should've given them some grace here- April's allowed to be upset, of course she is-! But I think it would have been better if she just needed like a day or something to feel her feelings, and then she came back and they tackle the situation as a group- You know what I mean? The cutting off part was just so out of left field to me-

This also feels like insult to injury narratively speaking, since we find out 15 episodes later (In S2 EP 16, "The Lonely Mutation of Baxter Stockman"-) that April's immune to mutagen?? So it wouldn't have mattered if it hit her in the first place. These writers really mutated her Father for seemingly no reason other than "drama". 🙃

It's also super unfortunate that April losing her Dad was such a running "bit" in this series, because the writers turned something that was actually really meaningful / heartwarming and something could have added a lot of character depth to April into something that became kind of monotonous with April's character instead. 💀 || This should've been about the fact that April's Father is literally the only person that she has left, so it makes sense why she holds on to him so tightly and is deathly afraid of losing him- But instead of that being the message (Like it should have been-), it just became, "Oh no! April loses her Dad AGAIN, and then she cries and throws a fit about it AGAIN, until he comes back AGAIN and then she's better! :D" (At least, this has always been my impression when it came to April constantly crying about her father for like three Seasons straight- I'm sorry, but it's my truth- Lmao).

It's also hilarious how April and Kirby really feel like a, "Like Father, like Daughter" duo, because these two are always getting captured or kidnapped or something. The O'Neil's are just "destined" to be victims in distress in this series I guess. Lmao

I just find it really stupid and annoying that April genuinely can't rely on her Father very much at all. No wonder she's so self-sufficient / independent (Even if that does act like a detriment to her character sometimes, since she can be super close-minded and not really consider those around her. Like all those times that she decided she wanted to do something and acted on her own just for the guys to have to come save her. I'd even consider the Aeon Crystal Arc to fall under this. 💀 || Although, as annoying as this is with her character in my opinion, it would have been fantastic character depth. Where we come to understand that April only acts this way because of how she grew up- AKA her father's an unreliable coward, so she's basically had to face everything alone, which gave her both positive and negative traits-). This man's impossible. The Season 2 finale was such a prime example of that too. The fact that she stays in her apartment for a majority of that conflict because her Father was having a breakdown and "didn't want her to leave" even though her friends are out there trying to handle what's going on- Like dude- (It was also super annoying how this took out Donnie and Mikey from helping, since Donnie "can't bear to leave April's side" and Mikey rightfully didn't want to go out there on his own- 💀) || There's even the Season 3 finale, where we briefly see Kirby just reacting to the Triceraton broadcast and like fainting or something in their apartment? Though I have to say it, was refreshing to see April's character not get held back by him in this finale, the way that she was in the Season 2 finale.

He also just comes off super stupid and goofy to me when he has these moments of like, "That's my daughter grrr. Back off. 🐺" or something, like we see in this screenshot from, "The Deadly Venom" (S3 EP 18) when April was coming back from the movies with Casey. The way he acts so disapproving towards Casey is honestly funny. This show really wanted to push Donnie as "the better love interest" for April so badly that they did some goofy shit like this with Kirby. Lmao || I also didn't get screenshots of it sadly, but talking about this same episode, Kirby was such a nuisance here. Omg. When he started yelling at Donnie about not helping April fast enough / for not doing "the right things" (Since this is the episode where Karai, who's also being forcibly mind controlled at this point in the story I'll add, poisons the group-) and then had the audacity to say, "I should have just taken her to a human hospital! >:(" ?? Like are you serious right now?? You're yelling at a child- I know Donnie wasn't the best in relation to April and everything, but this just felt very unwarranted to me. He's trying his best and you're just yelling at him. Once again, this man is just pathetic and doesn't do much to help the situation at all. He just whines and complains throughout the entire episode about April and then gets released when she's healed / alleviated of the poison. Which again, he did nothing to contribute to that outcome. 🙃

So yeah, I guess it's basically my stance on 2012 Kirby O'Neil. I just really don't like him (Canonically speaking-), and it would have been incredibly real and valid of April to have blown up on him more imo. 👍

Here's my collection of doodles from the Whiteboard from today ! ✨

I was having fun while doing the 2012 Jonatello art, but then some stupid shit happened (IRL) and that put me in a mood, which is why the 2012 April centric drawings are what they are- Lmao || But I like talking about those things anyway, so it's still a win for me-

Also Big Top Burger mention, because I love Big Top Burger- 😌

(Sorry for so much writing this time around- I hope it's even remotely legible in these images,, 💀😭)

[tanoraqui]

the great thing about a Malevolent post-canon where Faroe is alive again is that there is no way Arthur “Mansplain Manipulate Murder” Lester is going to tell her that he let her die by parental criminal negligence. As far as Faroe, age 3, knows, she got very sick and they moved so she’d get better, which is why everyone and everyplace is different now (moved) and she doesn’t remember it changing (was sick). Her nearly nightly horrendous nightmares [being dead is not pleasant] are also from being sick.

By the time Faroe is 9 or so, she’s guessed that she probably wasn’t normal sick. Maybe she wasn’t “sick” at all—maybe she was kidnapped! Her dad catches bad guys who kidnap people, sometimes. Most importantly, it almost certainly had to do with Secret Horrible Monsters, like John except of course John isn’t a monster, he’s a person who happens to not have a body. Faroe’s pretty smart; she knows without being told that it’s all tangled together: her sickness and her nightmares (which definitely still happen, though less often—the human brain is amazingly adaptable) and them leaving Arkham and John joining her dad in their body and detective agency.

(For the nightmares: Faroe spends most nights sleeping in the same bed as her dad, either curled up tight against his side or literally on top of him. This way, if she’s half-asleep and terrified, she feels his warmth and his arms around her and knows that she’s here and not anywhere Else—and Arthur can fall asleep knowing that she’s here, breathing and warm. And if she wakes up all the way, he can murmur poetry or sing lullabies until she falls asleep again, grounding and comforting…or John can, even while Arthur is asleep, because Faroe came back just a little hit wrong can hear him just like she can hear a normal human. Faroe and John are swiftly in a cahoots to let Arthur sleep when they can, so he’s somewhat well-rested and doesn’t worry quite so much about Faroe.)

Of course, at some point in her tweens, Faroe’s life get endangered, probably because she tries to jump into one of Arthur’s PI cases and that’s just…not a safe place for anyone…and they have a fight that culminates in Arthur shouting something like, “Because I can’t lose you again, Faroe! I let you die once, and I can’t—”

But Faroe has already concluded that her “sickness” was because of Mysterious and Terrible Eldritch Things, and she knows—firsthand, right now!—that those are potentially lethally dangerous. So she immediately leaps to “Dad failed to save my life from Terrible Monsters in the course of his & John’s first adventure; maybe that’s what started it.” And Arthur…does not correct her. Because that’s an infinitely more heroic sequence of events, and he’s a coward. John also doesn’t correct her, because he’s long-since agreed to let Arthur handle this question on his own.

The King in Yellow himself eventually tells her, when she’s 18 or so and already fighting with her father for, well, mostly reasons of being an 18-year-old woman in the 1950s. As previously mentioned, this goes badly for literally everyone involved, though for a while in the middle the King is having a great time.

[sweetiecelin]

The Blind Leading the Blind

A Sam Winchester x Reader

You and Sam the biggest idiots. Sometimes, when you want to see something you have to take a step back. It's just you and Sam are just into being really good friends. Everyone else can see beside you dumbasses.

A/N: Feedback is very much appreciated, but even just liking it validates me into writing more chapters for this.

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How you started to hunt with the Winchester brothers was a mess. You ended up on the same hunt as them, saved their asses and they saved yours. The demons were some nasty bitches, but it made them realize you may need back up since the case was a setup for you. The Wincesters were just an added bonus. Sam was the one who suggested you start hunting with them, stay at the bunker, especially since you were now a known target of demons and whatever monsters you pissed off in your 5 years of hunting. Dean was against it at first but when you proved to him you knew your shit and a little about cars, he warmed up to you. 

Moving into the bunker was another story. The amount of times that you got lost in what you’d call a maze was unbelievable. Originally you tried to find a room with a bathroom, but unfortunately for you it was a bunker meant for MEN of Letters. You were shit out of luck. The room you picked was 2-3 rooms away from the boys’ (just to maximize your privacy). 

Very quickly you adjusted to your newfound life, found your groove with Sam and Dean. You’d help research and look for cases. It reminded you of living with your brothers, only a less violent homelife. Dean and you discussed the nuances of Scooby Doo, Sam and you would discuss the current books you were reading. You and Sam could go on and on about the damn books, he was like your best friend. Sometimes on those late nights, you and Sam would stay up until about 3 or 4 o’clock in the morning discussing which writer was better or which story had a better plot or commentary. Most of the time, it’d be so late and you’d both be so tired you’d fall asleep in the same bed. But obviously, it was just what friends did.

Sam came over, calling your name to wake you out of your daydream, “Hey, you good?”

Looking up at him, you just smiled softly, “Yeah, I’m good. Doing perfectly fine.”

“What were you thinking about?” He sat down across from you at one of the library tables and placed his laptop in front of him.

With a shake of your head, “It’s nothing. ‘M  just thinking about how we ended up here, or more like how I ended up here.”

Dean walked into the library on his way to the kitchen in that stupid robe of his that he just happened to find, “ ‘Cause you majorly pissed off a lot of people.” 

“Well, yeah of course. But you guys didn’t need to let me stay,” Looking at Dean and then passing a quick glance at Sam, “I’m grateful for it though.”

“We’re happy to have you on our side.”

LORD, why did Sam have to be so nice? He’s been one of nicest people you've met, especially for hunters, but he didn’t need to be. He was so considerate, always asking what you needed before going on a run, always having your back on a hunt. Dean did that too, just not like Sam did. It was probably because you guys were closer than you were with Dean. 

After about 30 more minutes of small talk you went back into your room. It was getting late, so you decided to just change into some leisure clothes. You put on a tank top, some shorts and a flannel. The flannel looked like one of yours, but just bigger. You didn’t mind though, worst case scenario it was one of the boys’. On your way to the kitchen to grab something to drink, you saw Sam working on his computer and cross-referencing some lore books. 

You, again, took the seat across from him, “Whatcha doin’, some boring shit?”.

You threw him a goofy look and he just chuckled, eyes not moving from the laptop, “You could say that.”

“Sam, take a damn break. You’ve been at this all day, reading some lore about a monster for a case we don’t even know is a case yet.”

Sighing, he only looked up at you for a second before turning back to his research, “It’s just not adding up, there are too many differences for a usual haunting or some other monster.”

Leaning over the table, you took a peek at his research, “Wow, you’re kinda ignoring an obvious answer.”

“Oh am I, please look and tell me what I’m missing”, He sarcastically replied. Then he looked up at you, his eyes dipped to the shirt that fell down as you bent over the table to see what he was working on.

“Yeah”, You pointed to the lore book he had in front of him, “If it’s not a ghost or a poltergeist, moving between homes and targeting other people, it’s probably a shadow walker.”

He attempted to pry his eyes away from one of the best views he’s seen before you noticed, surprisingly managing to do so, “O-Oh yeah, such an uhm obvious thing. I can’t believe I missed it.”

Skeptically looking at him, confused as to why suddenly switched up with his voice. You raised an eyebrow to him.

“Sam, are you okay?”

“Yeah, uh, just tired.”

Seeing his exhaustion, you just sighed, “I’ve told you so many times, you can’t just spend hours looking at something by yourself. You start to miss things because you’re trying to find an answer that isn’t obvious to you, but probably to someone else. Primarily me.”

He chuckled, “..Y’know by now, I should follow your advice.”

“But we both know you’re saying that now, but next time you’re going to completely forget what I told you. So take a break, right now. Talk to me, c’mon.”

The pleading look in your eyes, he couldn’t resist. You started talking to him about one of your shows that you were currently hyper focused on in between hunts. Sam would just get so interested just because you would just start going off about the main character and how she’s completely oblivious to the fact that the villain is actually her best friend and using her. Or how you critique the fact that most of the shows nowadays are filmed in Vancouver, even if they’re based somewhere in the U.S.

After a while Dean came in with some grocery bags, pulling you both out of the tangent that Sam let you go off on.

“So guys, I’m thinking we blow off some steam,” Dean suggested, holding up a bottle of cheap ass whiskey. 

With a mischievous look on your face, you giggled, “And what play 20 questions?”

Sam threw his head back with a loud laugh, when Dean actually agreed.

So now, it was the three of you with a bottle between you. It’s way past 20 questions and you three are just trying to embarrass each other. 

It was Dean’s turn, he already knew most of his brother’s embarrassing stories. The older Wincehster decided he wanted to push your buttons, smoothly mentioning your name, “What’s your most embarrassing sex story?”

“Yeah, um so..” You immediately took a bigass drink from your cup, signaling you’re going to pass.

“Ahhh, so it was that bad? You can't even speak of it?” Dean pressed a little harder, trying to get you to break.

Sam cleared his throat, trying to help you, or rather the pickle you found yourself in, “I think it’s her turn to ask a question.”

Shooting Sam a grateful look but turned slightly apologetic. “So Sam..”, he gulped as he saw the cogs turning behind your eyes and a menacing grin appearing on your lips, while trying not to make it obvious he was staring at them, “What’s your favorite pick up line?”

Dean started looking between you two like he had missed something, when Sam was pulled out of his thoughts, “Are you a magician? Because when I look at you the world just disappears?”

You stare at him for a moment, before cracking up, “Oh my Lord, that’s one of the cheesiest nerdiest lines, I’ve heard. Does it actually work?” 

“Well did it work on you, sweetheart?” Dean rapidly asked which Sam then sent a glare at him.

You shook your head, laughing your ass off, “Oh definitely not, maybe when I was 16 and was one of the dorkiest people there was.”

You took another drink from your cup, before filling it back up. You were determined as hell to keep up with them, not only taking a sip when you wanted to pass the question.

“Sam, it’s your turn to ask a question.”

He wanted to ask a question of the same caliber but settled on picking on his brother, “Dean, what one thing you thought you wouldn’t like but turned out you did?”

Dean thought about it for a second before replying, “Easy, sarsaparilla.”

“My turn,” looking at you, “What’s one thing you look for in a man?”

Caught off guard, you had to think about it for a second before sneaking a glance at Sam, “Someone who shares the same interests and I get along with. Even if we’re both in a bad mood.”

Sam smiled which you returned. He figured you said that because you learned that you’ve got to find someone compatible with and get you like he did, you wanted to be with someone who would feel like your best friend. Feeling satisfied that he helped raise your standards.

This goes on for about another hour before both brothers realized you might be a little too drunk. You kept trying to keep up with them but as they’re two physically inclined men over 6 foot, you didn’t stand a chance. Dean suggested you go to bed, but the moment you tried to walk away, you almost fell on your ass.

Luckily, your best friend was there to catch you. Sam helped you stand and to get to your room as you leaned on him for support.

When the two of you reached your room, you turned and looked at him with a drunken, adoring look in your eyes, “Y’know Sam… You’re kinda my type.”

Stunned, he looked at you with wide eyes before you started giggling uncontrollably. He always thought you looked adorable when you were laughing, so he relaxed a bit.

“I’m sure you’re not even going to remember in the morning, go ahead and just get into bed.”

Helping you stumble to your bed, he goes to throw some blankets over you when you start to unbutton the flannel mumbling, “‘s too hot in here, Sammy.”

He started getting flustered as he moved hastily to get you covered up before he saw anything. Once he did that and started to walk a way your hand shot out and grabbed his.

“Sammy, just cuddle me until I go to bed.. Please Sammy?”

He looked back at you and there was nothing he wanted to do more than to cuddle you, but as a friend(Y’know how friends do). He sighed and just loosened your grip around his wrist, shutting the light off as he left your room and closed the door.

Once he walked back into the library to clean up a little and put things away, Dean was still sitting there at the table. His older brother had this knowing look, with a wide grin on his face.

“What are you laughing about, ya jerk?”

“Oh, nothing,” Taking a gulp of his whiskey, finishing it, “Just love to see such good friends.”

Sam was going to tell his brother off, but before he could Dean hightailed it out of the communal area to his room.

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Also to the one that encouraged to start this @cherrygxth

[mikaazune]

Am I the only one drawing wicked parallels between them? And not just the fact that I'm jealous of their hair...

Spoilers for Alien Stage (through Round 5 to Weige)! Seriously, don't read if you haven't watched Weige specifically.

They're both very loyal to their friends and would risk their lives for them (and did in fact risk their lives for them). Baji didn't want Mikey to kill Kazutora over him, hence him stabbing himself. While Hyuna definitely hated or at least really disliked Luka, she wanted to let go of her hate. She was also probably very conflicted because they used to be close friends. Either way, she put herself in the line of fire to protect Luka from being shot.

This could also be aligned with them both being selfless. Hyuna's first action after escaping is literally going back to the Anakt Garden after losing her leg to try to free the other kids. She went back to the place that she'd just escaped from to help others, risking her own freedom and/or life on the process. Baji left Toman because he realized that he couldn't take down Kisaki without causing conflict with him and Mikey. He basically jeopardized his relationship with Mikey and the rest of Toman by joining another gang to find a way to get rid of Kisaki. To everyone else (minus Chifuyu), it looked like he betrayed them.

Additionally, they both have a wilder side and like to cause trouble. Baji is described as liking the thrill of adrenaline and Mikey says that he'll punch people and start fights for no reason, just because he feels like it. The two of them are both described as having smiles on their faces while fighting, even in dangerous situations like Hyuna's often in. She'll be blasting robots and blowing stuff up. Even when she saves Mizi in All-In (notably not Round 5, presumably because of Luka'a presence), she's grinning.

But despite having this wild side, they both care a lot for others, specifically their friends. Hyuna cared for Luka before he killed Hyun Woo, the three of them were really close friends. Hyuna also took in Mizi after saving her with zero hesitation, and she continued to look out for Mizi throughout the events they went through in All-In. In Blink Gone, she didn't want Mizi to go back to save Till because Mizi would be risking everything going right back to Alien Stage and could potentially get killed or get dragged back into the competition. Baji had a lot of faith in Ryusei and Chifuyu and knew he could trust both of them, and he knew he could let loose around them. Baji used Takemichi punching Kisaki as an excuse to leave, yes, but he was also saving Takemichi from a much worse fate because at that point, Takemichi (who iirc wasn't even an official member of the gang yet) had just punched the newly appointed third division captain. Baji mentions several times that he doesn't want to disappoint his mom, hence why he does his best to study. Not to mention that he was sending letters to Kazutora while the latter was locked up in the detention center, even though Kazutora had been the one to convince Baji to sneak into Shin's shop with him and nearly got Baji sent to the detention center too for Shin's murder. The only reason he wasn't was because Mikey testified for him.

They both died for people they cared about. Like I said earlier, Baji stabbed himself so that his death wouldn't be on Kazutora's hands and thus would get him killed by Mikey. Even though Kazutora had stabbed him earlier, Baji was still trying to protect him even though it meant that he'd die in the process. Hyuna, up until the events of Round 7 (at least from what I can tell), had despised Luka, but she was finally ready to let go of that. She took the bullet meant for him because deep down, she still cared for him. Her last words to him were, "I resented you so. I had to keep moving forward in every moment... but you were always my one and only weakness. That's why I resented you so. Luka, live with love. Embrace the pain, the frailty, and the moments so unbearably shameful. Forgive yourself... again and again, endlessly. Because everything... begins from there." She wanted him to lead a better life and used her last words to him to tell him that. They both cared and died for people that were very complicated and had some (putting it politely) issues to work through (let's not forget that Luka killed Hyuna's brother because he wanted her for himself and wasn't willing to "share" her with Hyun Woo).

I'm sure there's way more to analyze between the two of them but yeah, I'll leave it here. I just had to get it all out of my brain so I could take a nap.

[parallelfallout]

tell me more about sopek i beg you

Absolutely!!

Sopek is the 19 year old astrophysicist aboard the U.S.S Eridani, a constitution-class starship captained by Captain Saavik. He’s one of the characters featured in the storyline/project series which is being posted about in more detail soon at @startrek-eridani ! (He’d be very disappointed I did such a rush-job on this portrait. You can’t rush perfection.)

Here’s some facts about Sopek:

- He joins Starfleet at 17 and fast-tracks his studies so he graduates in two years, focusing mainly on his astrophysics and tangential scientific studies.

-in hindsight, he probably should’ve spent the full 4 years there actually gaining experience, learning about human social mores, and making connections with others because he’s sorely lacking in understanding of human culture by the time he’s on the Eridani. He failed to consider this. Whoops. But he’s Sopek so he thinks he’ll get along just fine regardless

- he doesn’t tell anyone who his parents are nor does he share his clan name. He doesn’t want anything getting in the way of his chances of getting onto the Eridani (including potential biases against the kid of the woman who incited kal-if-fee on spock)

-he started a club for Human Studies while at the academy because he’s so desperately lost when it comes to the stuff humans reference and a lot of the behaviors they exhibit, their media, etc. The handful of Vulcans who are also attending the academy at the same time, plus a scattering of other alien races all join the club and Study Intensely and Take Notes to try and figure out the enigma that is human socialization. He persuades (intimidates) one (1) human into coming by every semester and grading their Findings, and every semester the club is sorely disappointed to be told everything they thought they figured out is actually not on the mark at all.

-the human who he continuously gets to do the grading is Terrance Riley, son of Kevin Riley. Terrance actually ends up serving aboard the Eridani too, so he becomes Sopek’s go-to for Human Consultations. Terrance is too scared to refuse his questions :)

-once he’s aboard the Eridani, he learns of a phenomenon some of the crew members partake in called “girl’s night”. It becomes his life’s mission to be formally invited to girl’s night for anthropological reasons. (Also one of the male crew is always invited to girl’s night so he wants to be included too >~< )

-He’s not as well-versed in cross-studies and other fields (unlike his idol Spock :/) due to his hyper focus on his contributions to findings in his field of specialization. In other words, this man couldn’t throw a punch, run a mile, or cook a meal to save his life prior to starfleet survival training. What can he say? He’s a ShiKahrian snob and we love him for it

-he was given the choice of whether or not he had to go through the kahs-wan, and chose to do so (motivations may or may not have involved potential bragging rights). made it through the kahs-wan by just chilling in a hideout at night and stealing eggs from a Teresh-kah nest. He secretly thinks his little commemorative kahs-wan bicep tattoo looks dope as fuck, logically speaking in terms of aesthetics

-Stonn and T’Pring do not force him to be bonded at the age of seven due to their own experiences with the traditional rituals, so Sopek remains unbonded. Some of his clan elders are concerned about this choice, but Sopek isn’t worried at all, and thinks if he really NEEDED to form an emergency bond with someone, he’d have no problem securing one in a pinch. There’s no shortage of people who would want to be secured to him. It’s only logical- after all, he thinks he’s Vulcan’s Green Gift^TM to the galaxy

-his parents may have unwittingly unleashed a monster

-what did they expect? He’s an only child

-he def wears finely embroidered Vulcan robes of high quality as casual wear (and the embroidery matches his eyes. He’s so julia)

- he may or may not imagine Spock giving him advice when he meditates sometimes

-he may or may not have an Interest (crush) on a certain Betazoid communications officer aboard the Eridani… we’ll learn more about her in a post I’m gonna make soon!

-maybe the whole simping for a cool woman out of his league thing is genetic on his father’s side

-he may or may not be the Actual Worst when it comes to actual, real life flirting. His idea of a marriage proposal is telling someone their work is adequate and then very swiftly fleeing the room

That’s all I’ve got for now without any significant spoilers! I think Sopek would be Very satisfied with all the attention he’s already generating on tumblr dot com (he’s so diva superstar).

<333 thank you for your interest