#I will actually be offended if one of my friends kill me and don't think any of my stuff is worth taking for themselves

[ntj2pj]

[blondeaxolotl]

I so often forget Grell's jacket is actually Madame Red's jacket after Grell murders her and snatches it. I'm giggling about it like This girl really chainsaw'd her girl and went "ooo nah this a good-ass jacket, you'd be a fool to think I let this go to waste" and just casually puts it over her shoulders like damn. If my friends don't kill me and then rob me of my shit because it's that good, then don't talk to me

[kaelio]

Hello everyone, I'm here today to engage in the absolutely thankless task of defending the hell out of this sentence getting commuted.

First things first:

I am not a prison abolitionist (this is important)

This former judge is one of the worst scumbags alive. Basically, he sent kids to juvie/prison in return for kickbacks.

So why did I want his sentence commuted? Oh, me? I didn't.

But this was part of a package of commutations requested by prison abolitionists. Yes, they asked for this, even spent hundreds of thousands on advertisements to demand it. Basically, Biden commuted the sentences of 1,500 people who were on "compassionate release", meaning they were already living at home. This is mostly just really old/sick people.

Biden didn't commute this guy's sentence as such, he commuted the sentences of a type of person out on compassionate release and didn't take the judge out of the pile. He didn't say, "except, not him".

This judge (scumbag) served 13 of his 16 years, but in 2020 was sent home because he was in such poor health it was assumed Covid would kill him. He's been at home ever since.

Now, this is important. This man cannot commit this offense again. He's not a judge any more! So recidivism is impossible. He cannot re-offend. So, in his case, prison can't be for rehabilitation or in any way to make sure he doesn't do it again. He can't! Never could have. The only real reason he was there was to punish him, which is fine. Personally, I'm fine with prisons being solely for punishment. But are you? Is that what you've been saying? Has that been your stance, that prisons are to punish people?

"But this guy was especially bad." Oh, so... mercy for people who didn't do really bad things? Then you're not getting any of these commutations. Because if you were in federal prison for long enough to qualify to be out on compassionate release, you did something really bad! Biden also pardoned everyone in federal prison for non-violent marijuana charges and you could count the number of people on your fingers because you don't actually get sent to federal prison over minor drug crimes.

Let's make it clear: "Mercy and leniency, but only for people who I define as innocent" means.... no mercy and no leniency. And you can be on board with that. You can be vengeful or a revanchist or bitter and brutal at heart; you're totally allowed. But then don't pretend you're not! In fact, that's the heart of Trumpism: there are those for whom laws should protect but not bind, and for others laws which should bind but not protect. (Or, as Óscar Benavides put it: "For my friends, everything; for my enemies, the law.") If your stance is just "good things for people I like and agree with, and bad things for those I don't" then you just have a different sense of who should be punished or die. But your thinking is fundamentally the same. Have you had a consistent stance about vigilante killing lately? Let me ask, who's allowed to decide among the populace who may live and who must die?

It's very unlikely anyone will ever again be as generous and compassionate as Biden has been with his powers. Because when he is, when he actually does it, when he's kind down to his very soul, you fucking hate it. That's what 2024 was; the revealed preferences election. You didn't want to pay people a living wage to deliver your burrito, you don't actually want people let out of jail, and you think capital punishment is fine as long as the executioner was hot.

[visacardteamloverrr]

ex's or not? cs55

summary: y/n and carlos once were the it couple, how are their lives after the breakup? did everyone move on?

warnings: writing this i was sick, i was done and i was ready to delete so enjoyy

i also was supposed to write part 2 to i'll be waiting but oh well...

y/njazzy

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y/njazzy Prague you've been great, next up my beloved Vienna 🍒

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y/nstan mother is GLOWING

lilymunihe music to my ears (literally) 🫶🫶

y/njazzy i'm blushing 😊 💋

alexandrasaintmleux i haven't heard you play for agesss, see you in Vienna ig

y/njazzy and whose fault it is?? clearly not mine missy

alexandrasaintmleux oh look at the time, i have to go !!!

chillis the post breakup glow up is reaaal

loverofy/n can we expect some album soon queen?

charlesleclerc exactly @/y/njazzy, care to share with the class???

y/njazzy i will not confirm nor deny

y/njazzy and lord perceval do not push my limits. besides, if you would honour me with your presence, you would know. the choice is yours

charlesleclerc no comment.

user1 she calls him the way that carlos does...

jazzychill she looks so hot in red 🔥

chillistan don't you find it weird that after all charles is in her comments?

y/nfan through all the years y/n was with carlos, she formed a friendship with charles (especially with carlos in ferrari) and other people from the paddock, so it's nothing weird

jazzlover besides, alex and y/n are besties, no?

y/nlos do you remember how carlos would always melt when y/n wear red??? because i do.

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 🌶🍔☀️

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soylago ON MY KNEEEES

charlosfan what do they feed our drivers, he and charles are soooo hot

chillis the second photo, two plates, carlos sainz is that a date?

landonorris and where are pics from our little golf tournament 🤔🤔🤔 oh, maybe they aren't here because YOU LOST AHAHAHAHHA

carlossainz55 cabron we all know you cheated.

landonorris what a sore loser we have here

charlesleclerc do you remember when we played uno once?

maxverstappen i wonder why you played uno only once

charlesleclerc lando almost lost an eye

landonorris I ALMOST DIED, HE TRIED TO KILL ME

carlossainz55 do NOT listen to them, those situations did not happen

carlossteponme Y/N LIKED???!!

y/nfan they actually still like eachothers posts, i believe they said something about mutual breakup and that there's no hard feelings between them

y/njazzy

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y/njazzy new project coming up 🔜

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landonorris tell me who he is.

y/njazzy no❤️

landonorris and why exactly ???

y/njazzy i'll tell you, you'll tell oscar, oscar will tell logan, logan alex, and then magically the whole grid will know

landonorris you won't even tell your best friend?

y/njazzy you're talking about yourself or ?

landonorris PARDON #exbesties #friendshipover #offended

y/njazzy WAR IS OVEEEER

landonorris bye.

lilymunihe A MAN? A MAN? A MA-A-A-AN

lilymunihe girlies to the gc riGHT IN THIS MOMENT

lilymunihe avengers ASSEMBLE @/alexandrasaintmleux @/carmenmundt

carmenmundt i think we've missed a chapter here...

y/njazzy alex didn't.

carmenmundt excuse me !

lilymunihe SHE DID WHAT

alexandrasaintmleux tf y/n? i thought i meant something to you?

y/njazzy if i'm going down i'm taking everybody with me 😘😘😘

alexandrasaintmleux DO NOT QUOTE CHANDLER RN

user1 carlosy/nnation how are we feeling

user2 we don't.

user5 i have an idea...

user3 don't. don't give me hope

user7 fuck the guy NEW PROJECT IN THE MAKING ??? NEW MUSIC ???

user9 do i sense some movie soundtrack

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user2 can you imagine

user5 Y/N LIKED !!!!!

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 getaway with mi amor

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charlesleclerc i pay my respects to her

carlossainz55 ¿disculpe?

charlesleclerc for putting up with you 😘

user carlos sainz jr i was NOT familiar

user1 which one of you bastards stole my man

reyesvdec ❤️

user2 APPROVED BY MAMA SAINZ

user6 i miss her and y/n together in the paddock

user5 that's y/n. mark my words

user1 i truly aspire to be as delusional as you

y/njazzy she's a lucky girl

carlossainz55 im a lucky boy*

user8 y/n's comment? im dead

user3 carlos' response?????? i am crying, the boy really is in love

y/njazzy

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y/njazzy love. love love love.

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user8 our girl is in loooove 🥹

alexandrasaintmleux match made in heaven

carmenmundt you compliment eachother so well 🫶

landonorris you two are disgusting

y/njazzy jealousy, jealousy

user5 the luckiest girl???? i wonder why... maybe because she has carlos sainz

user ring ring, that's the mental ward calling for you

lilymunihe i'm heartbroken, how could you leave me

alex_albon execuse me? i'm right here??

y/njazzy lily it's just an act, let's run away together

lilymunihe i am ready to go

alex_albon HEY ITS NOT FAIR

alex_albon he can't even stand up for himself

carlosssainz55 he can

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 mi amor, you're the closest to heaven that I have ever been. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I promise to cherish you forever. I am so incredibly grateful for you and everything you do. I want to thank you for being there for me, even after we broke up. there is no one else on this earth taht i would spend my life with. you are my person, and I am yours.

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georgerussell mate leave something for us

alex_albon what I am supposed to do rn, lily won't let me in to our apartment

charlesleclerc gentelmen we are so finished

landonorris die lol 👎

oscarpiastri yk that they can see you crying, right?

y/njazzy my one and only ❤️

user can somebody check on user5

user5 I KNEW I WAS NOT CRAZY

user5 PARENTS ARE REALLY BACK TOGETHER

y/njazzy

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y/njazzy the only ex i would ever come back to 💋💋💋

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alexandrasaintmleux finally the ferrari girls are reunited

y/njazzy not for too long

alexandrasaintmleux foul

charlesleclerc too soon y/n, too soon

maxverstappen i won't even ask about the last pic

carlossainz55 the less you know the better you sleep

landonorris i cannot belive this is happening

y/njazzy sucks to suck ig

carlossainz55 only ex i couldn't move on from 🫶🫶🫶

y/njazzy you flatter me

user1 the difference in the capitions pls ✋️

[muletia]

I'M WHEEZING AT THAT OBSESSED!OPTIMUS VS OBSESSED!MEGATRON ASK HAAAAAAA Because I'm just imagining that Team Prime is still unaware why Megatron keeps focusing on kidnapping the same human again and again. Cue dramatic face off and Acree saying he's got to stop tormenting their friend and cue the dread. The sinking feeling the other Deceptions have when they look to their leader looking offended by that assumption and please no, Primus no, he better not-

"I am making sure my Queen stays where she belongs! WITH ME!!!"

He fragging said it.

The secondhand embarrassment is through the roof for them. The blank expressions that are melting into disbelief, shock, confusion, and etc on their enemies as their leader goes on and on about his true feelings and they are tempted to just surrender now. It can't get more humiliating than THIS! One or two of them being this close 👌 to defecting to the other side.

And Ratchet is looking at the darkening look on Optimus's face and wondering if for once they'll need to be ready to restrain him from killing Megatron.

Miko: Don't worry Optimus, you got this! True love always wins-

Jack: [covering her mouth] Please stop.

lmaooo, megs acting so cringe that even his own team is done with his bullshit. i think at this point you’d be embarrassed too, hiding your face in your hands and groaning in shame because you just want to go home already. becoming the queen of the decepticon warlord was not on your bingo card. this is the one and only moment where you and his subordinates actually agree on something. maybe even one vehicon would secretly sneak you back home and desert lmao.

on optimus’s side, things aren’t looking too great after this stunt either. he’s suffering from unrequited feelings, his obsession is literally draining his energy because he loves you just a bit too much, and now he has to fight megatron for your affection??? nah, the no-killing rule goes straight out the window

[nevertheless-moving]

Considering the amount of emotional and moral nuance he managed to muster up immediately post Guanyin temple (despite having a terrible week and zero good role models) AND considering his front row seat to the dissection of Jiang Wanyin and Wei Wuxian’s downfall, I think that in a time travel fix-it, Jin Ling would actually be pretty successful at brute forcing yunmeng family therapy.

I mean he'd probably cry, but even that would be good! Because 1) modeling negative male emotions beside anger, and 2) Oh shit that’s shije’s kid we made Shije’s son cry, fuck, fuck! Bam! Instant high ground! Also he has the most authority of any second gen character by virtue of the fact that he could pull “DO YOU WANT MY MOM TO DIE??? BECAUSE YOU TWO ACTING LIKE MORONS IS WHAT GOT MY MOM KILLED! NOW SIT DOWN AND SPIT OUT ALL YOUR FUCKING SECRETS OR MY MOM WILL DIE AND I’LL BREAK YOUR LEGS!!” It would work! Tell me it wouldn't work!

Not to mention once he gets a few sect leader years under his belt, he might be the best person to manage a fix-it, in general. He's got perspective. He's got political training. Others might get too caught up on the specifics of the Wen remnants or the Ying Tiger Tally or Vengeance against One Person or Another — Jin Ling is critiquing the basic structure of how Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng are living their lives and he's getting away with it.

He would even be good at dealing with Jin Guangyao, the slipperiest motherfucker in the timeline. Jin Ling's got as good a handle as anyone on his motivations, and he has sincere (if messy) affection for him, which would hit Guangyao right in his weak spot. Depending on your headcanons it may or may not be in vain, but he's got a real chance of getting the man to set some more modest and less destructive life goals.

Similarly, I think he'd do a pretty decent job at a harsh-but-fair critique of Xichen's neutrality and Mingue's rigidity and Huissang's delibrate uselessness, though getting them to listen would be more of a crapshoot.

All of this makes it especially funny how badly he would handle Wangxian.

For context: Wei Ying and Hunguang-jun are not just the gayest people Jin Ling has ever met, they are the gayest people he's ever HEARD of.

He wouldn't want to bring it up. He wouldn't mean to. He doesn't want to talk about it. But when he inevitably calls Wei Ying a slur only to be met with genuine bafflement? Jin Ling would completely lose his shit.

Because I don't think Wei Ying is going to get offended, or defensive, or have a response that his nephew could coherently mock. Wei Wuxian thinks 'hey these time traveling guys are actually pretty funny!' Him and Whom? Not even a serious topic of contention. You got me for a second, haha.

Jin Ling would break. Wei Ying eventually says something the effect of "I'm straight? Obviously?" and Jin Ling would nod once, start screaming, then climb across the table to strangle him.

It's — look. How do you fucking explain that all of the worst moments of your life were, in someway or another, characterized by Wei Wuxian and Lan Wanjii being FLAMBOYANTLY into one another.

The man who saved his life also killed his father and Jin Ling stabs him but it feels awful and — ok Lan Wanjii is cradling Wei Wuxian tenderly. Ok they're just going to go. They're leaving like that. Hunguang Jun was — is — was the Yiling Patriarch's widow, so that's another layer to add onto everything else. Hunguang-Jun is visibly expressing emotions with his face and voice and Jin Ling is going to go throw up now

Jin Ling's kidnapped at the burial mounds and everyone’s lost their spiritual energy and all his friends and family are going to die and — those two are smiling at eachother. They're telling inside jokes. They're holding hands.

Jin disciples (his own clans disciples) just shot at him and and Xiao-shushu really is what people sa— WEI YING SHOUTS ABOUT WANTING TO FUCK LAN WANJII

THEY ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF BEING KIDNAPPED AND HE DOES THIS

Jujiu is bleeding from the stomach and crying he's bleeding and crying his jujiu is doing that and Xiao-shushu caused it and his whole life is a lie and Hunguang Jun and the Yiling Patriarch are visibly groping in a corner.

And then they never stop groping again. Forever.

So yeah, I'm quite confident that if Jin Ling had to be even peripherally involved with coaching Wei Wuxian through a bisexual awakening and homoerotic courtship, he would explode. He would black out with rage. He'd make an honest and embarrassingly unsuccessful attempt at killing Lan Zhan. He would walk into a lotus pond and stay there until he drowned. He'd start heavy drinking. He'd punch a random passerby in the dick.

In conclusion, Need More Jin Ling Time Travel Fics

[crescenthistory]

Ok not a request but I loved the recent regulus fic with “where is she?”. I can just picture snape showing up in the infirmary the next day just fully bandaged and in casts all thanks to Barty and Evan

THANK YOU i really loved writing that one, hurt/comfort is my shit, especially with someone wound so tight like regulus. something about losing control you know?

and absolutely – as soon as you are out of the infirmary, your bed is taken over by snape for his egregious crime. as is the next one over by avery, for being involved in the situation. beside him is mulciber, for trying to protect his "friends", and any others who got in the way.

regulus is barty's oldest friend; any turmoil he feels must be avenged. reader is the one barty treasures perhaps most; any violence against them must be reciprocated. as for evan, he has that quiet, simmering, unwavering loyalty, both for reader and regulus, but of course, above all else, barty. even if he didn't particularly care for you, he would have followed barty on his almost-murder spree – but when you, someone who always holds space for him and understands him, is all but gutted on school property by buffoons? and not even with a purpose or methodology, just out of pure stupidity? he is not just supporting barty nor satiating some twisted fascination, he is revelling in the opportunity to protect you after-the-fact.

say what you want about those two, call them unhinged, maniacal, disturbing, but they are and will remain pack animals. they protect their own.

they do wait, though. not with the threats, nor possibly the restraining or light maiming of the offending parties, but with any level of repercussions that require immediate medical attention. because there is no way in hell they are going to let those sods near you anytime soon.

i also think you have to keep insisting and reminding them for the next foreseeable future that you did not die:

"when snape killed treasure" is a common point of reference for barty.

"i want nothing to do with that murderous bastard" "he didn't murder me, barty" "you don't know what you're talking about"

"i'm literally sitting here, breathing, right now" "i still hear her voice sometimes"

evan would always position himself between you and snape in a room, even if he genuinely never had anything against you specifically nor would risk the injuries himself

while you roll your eyes affectionately at their theatrics, it actually does unnerve regulus

he is still largely affected by the whole thing, the thought of losing you a sore topic (sorer than it already was, that is)

only when you give evan and barty a look before nodding inconspicuously at regulus do they quiet down

though they never truly let it go

barty would definitely reference your "death" in his best man speech at your wedding sorry

[ijwtbap]

ㅤㅤ★ㅤA promise — Bakugō

— Bakugō x GN! reader.

You like Katsuki, he likes you — is a fact not a maybe. He doesn't seem to believe it thought.

a/n. I had to keep my promise ig. Is VERY short so im sorry, also Im bad at english and is my first one shot so have some mercy plz.

You were going insane. Just a little bit. Well, actually, you were ready to rip out your hair and scream into the void, standing naked as flames consumed you. That's kind of insane.

Every time Bakugō referred to you as his friend—even if he only said you weren’t that annoying and didn’t mind having you around (which was close enough)—you wanted to disappear.

You had done everything but treat him platonically. Sure, you could see how holding hands, cuddling, or crying together might seem platonic. But kissing in bed and saying “I love you” in a completely serious way?

You were completely lost.

At first, you thought it was a joke, then maybe just a game to him.

But now? Now you’re convinced he’s just... dense.

You could tell Bakugō you love him dead serious while looking him dead in the eyes, on your knees and with a big sign that said 'plz marry me,' and he would still think you're joking.

And it was killing you.

"Are you going to study or what?"

You were in his bedroom, "studying." Yeah, right—studying. You just wanted to be there with him. You’d barged in without warning, and yet, he hadn’t even questioned your presence.

"No."

You knew he liked you back. There was no way he didn't, but fuck, he refused to acknowledge it.

"I like you."

His eyes widen for a second before he looks back at his notes.

"Shut up."

"I really do, tho."

"Yeah, whatever."

"I love you."

"If you don't stop, I will kick you out."

"I love you."

" __________ "

"I love you so much."

"Stop it."

"I want to marry you, one day when we're adults. Small or big wedding, or none at all, whatever you prefer."

"I'm being serious."

"So am I."

You two look at each other, him holding his pen so hard that it looks like it's about to break and you looking at him as if he were the most wonderful and prettiest dense idiot you have seen in your life.

"What do you need me to do to make you believe me?"

He ignores you. Mostly because he knows that paying attention to you would just make him more annoyed (because you clearly weren't going to stop) and because he didn't want to accept it.

"Die."

A small smile comes to your mouth. How many people would get offended by that? A lot, but you knew Bakugō didn't mean it.

"You want to recreate Given now?"

Bakugō rolls his eyes, making more notes in his notebook, but you were able to notice a small smirk.

You had forced him to watch it a couple of months ago, and he swears he didn't cry. You knew the truth, though.

"Shut up."

"Shut me up yourself, you coward."

He lets out another scoff, and he continues to avoid your eyes.

"Study already."

You loved Bakugō Katsuki, and he loved you back.

No matter how much time it would take you, you were going to make sure to take his last name and hold his hand in a not-platonic way.

One day.

"I love you."

I totally didn't use like 3 grammar online correctors, and re read this like 20 times (It will still have an issue, and I know it). I also didn't copy inspired my introduction (?) from a random post.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed my bad writing style. Im not doing this again, unless I get REALLY bored.

521 words.

[anxietycheesecake]

The lack of media literacy in this fandom is wild.

They basically said 'in your wildest dreams, here's a scenario that could have been the ending. And to highlight just how much this couldn't or didn't happen, here are two other endings that couldn't possibly happen' and people somehow came to the conclusion that this scene was remotely canon when it was the exact opposite.

It was imperative to somebody that the show fully clarifies that Nandor and Guillermo do not and will not fuck. They need the audience to know that and The Guide was once again used as a wedge to drive home that Nandor and Guillermo are platonic and only platonic. Nandor finds The Guide physically attractive and is romantically attracted. Whether his motivations are selfish and would fizzle upon realization is irrelevant because it's canon that he is into her and if you drew a venn diagram with his feelings for The Guide and Guillermo, there would be little overlap. That was the entire purpose of Guidmor this season and nearly the only purpose The Guide served. Friends, best friends, partners, in love with The Guide - they are circling this shit with a bright red marker.

And yeah, much of the direction they've taken on Nandor and Guillermo's relationship and taking jabs at shippers is because the fanart, fanfic, and general shipping made Simms uncomfortable and I'll die on that hill. The 'ick' is palpable in every one of those interviews where he says it wouldn't be profound enough, 'do people really want to see that? Really?' or that it would be problematic. They literally pivoted in the aftermath of season 3 and 4 because of the reception.

Tell me that in a world without social media, in a world where they didn't see how fans reacted, Nandor and Guillermo's relationship would have played out as it did. Tell me that it was in good faith and not damage control. Tell me they didn't want to kill that narrative while not losing viewership.

Tell me that this isn't the very manifestation of queer content being fun until it's more than a joke.

It's actually okay to be hurt if you create fan content and it makes a homophobic person uncomfortable, instead of telling yourself that couldn't possibly be how a showrunner, writer, or company really feels about something you care about and have invested in. It's a hard, shitty thing, especially when they dangled that ship to the point of using 'Nandermo' in promotional material. It's okay for others to be upset by this and have a myriad of personal or impersonal reasons for being offended, sad, angry. Our reaction isn't an attack on fans who are satisfied, and you don't have to rationalize an ugly truth when somebody is in the wrong and hurting real people. Simms is the one in a position of power here, not fans on Tumblr. He can absolutely steamroll the writers and actors on this if he wants to, and it can be seen in interviews, such as the one with Stefani. As I said in my previous ask, Harvey is a real gay person who has to smile and nod while his boss repeatedly uses these talking points to delegitimize gay relationships right in front of him like we're in the early 2000s.

Fuck that shit. This conduct is appalling and you have every right to be disgusted.

Thank you so much, bestie, the gaslighting got me thinking I was insane. Like good for people who are satisfied, but I think you should be able to see the whole picture beyond your own feelings. If nandermo had gone canon and everything else was the exact same, I'd complain about the lack of proper development and closure for everyone else, while being ecstatic for my beloved blorbos. Because you can aknowledge when shitty things happen even if you personally find them gratifying.

[henrioo]

°•*⁀➷ MY TYPE: CROCODILE

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : "Even after years Crocodile could never figure out what was his type of woman. At least with you he could figure out he wasn't even interested in women in general"

꒰ WARNINGS ꒱ : MALE! reader, MASC! reader (can be trans or not), HOMO RELATIONSHIP, CROCODILE IS GAY HERE, Mihawk is also gay, LIGHT HOMOPHOBIA, LIGHT SEXISM, Crocodile is a old man with old morals (not defending him), Gay club, a little joke with crocodile name, light description about reader clothes but still free for you imagine your own way

꒰ WC ꒱ : 1,8k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : After years I'm posting again, I'm not in my better mood and things have being hard for me, so I'm kinda didn't any of my hobbies, like writing and posting, sorry for that. Hope you guys enjoy it, fem blogs/blank blogs/no pronouns = block

Now imagine Crocodile who refuses to have a lasting relationship regardless of the woman who throws himself at his feet. He takes them to some events, some photos of the most beautiful and chic women in his arms, maybe even some flirting without commitment, but a second date or even something more serious? No way.

He can't explain why he can never stay interested in a woman for more than a few hours. What if he tries? Well the things he would say to try to justify why no woman is good enough would be something like:

The lipstick was too strong, the lipstick was too weak, the dress was too exaggerated, the dress was not flashy enough, the smile was too simple, the smile was too fake. Too tall, too short, too thin, not thin enough, didn't wear high heels, wore high heels, uncultured, knew too many things, too independent, too dependent, etc.

“More it seems like you don't like women” Doflamingo laughed in his face as he drank again, the man in the burgundy suit was already tired of hearing his friend's endless excuses about why he didn't have anyone. “Who likes women likes all types of women, simple as that” what he said was true, reinforcing his point by opening his arms, making the two women who were sitting next to him throw themselves onto his chest.

Crocodile couldn't deny that he also believed that statement, he thought men who wanted to demand crazy things from women were stupid, but he wasn't like that... he just hadn't found the right woman. Of course Doflamingo was very different, in his arms were now two completely different women, style, body, color and height, but he knew very well that the demon would give the two equal love and attention. Although it wouldn't make much difference since he would forget about them both the next day.

“Not all men want easy bitches, that doesn't mean I don't like women” he spat with venom, seeing one of the women become embarrassed and the other look at him with hatred. Of course he just ignored it and continued drinking his wine, becoming even more stressed about the situation.

“Don't be mad now fufufu” Doflamingo laughed seeing how angry the other was.

“What’s wrong with you not liking women?” Mihawk asked with a raised eyebrow and for a moment the other two men forgot he was there due to the silence. Crocodile bit his cheek remembering that his friend was gay and would probably be offended by the conversation.

“None, but I like women, I'm just demanding” Crocodile explained the situation and Mihawk seemed to accept the excuse but he still hadn't given up on the subject.

“If you don't find any woman that pleases you, perhaps you can find a man that satisfies you” was all Dracule said.

God. Crocodile wanted to kill Mihawk, after that damn sentence all he could think about was that. What if he actually liked men? Of course not... he's always been with women his whole life, so he liked them, it didn't make any sense for him to be attracted to men.

He tried to convince himself of this as much as he could, but god it felt like someone had opened Pandora's box. For the next few days he couldn't stop noticing the men in the office, the way they moved, the way their bodies acted, the way they also had their own beauty. Hell! He was sure Daz had caught him looking at a male employee's ass more than once! He couldn't have his reputation ruined like that!

So he forced Mihawk to meet with him again, he had some questions, he just needed some proof that he was completely straight. Once he had reaffirmed his sexuality he would be fine and could stop acting like an old pervert.

“Being with women all your life doesn't mean being straight, we're old, we grew up in a time where that was the only way, the correct way�� Mihawk said without much emotion sitting at the bar with his friend while they enjoyed a whiskey “Maybe now you’ve finally gotten tired of pretending and your body is just showing signs that you were never attracted to women.”

“And how do I find out if I like men?” Crocodile asked, almost ashamed of what he was saying, he would definitely kill someone if this was exposed.

“Go out with one.”

And that's where you get into the story. Crocodile locked himself in his office for weeks without knowing what to think or do, how the hell was he supposed to go out with a man if he never even considered it before?! That was until he received an invitation to a nightclub, Circus Royale Club, he thought it was a prank until he received a message from Mihawk explaining what it was.

“The clown has a gay nightclub, completely discreet, if something gets out he already knows that you won't forgive him. He talked to a few people and said there’s someone you might like to meet, I figured you wouldn’t make the first move alone, give it a chance.”

He almost jumped from the top floor of his building but his friend was right, he was too nervous to make a move alone, he didn't even know where to look for it. Regular nightclubs and dating sites were out of the question, but perhaps Buggy's nightclub was an option. He would actually kill the idiot if anything like that got out in the media, so he was confident that his privacy was protected… Now he just didn't trust the clown's taste in finding Crocodile a romantic partner, but it's not like he had any other option.

He tried to dress like he normally would, a simpler suit, nothing vibrant or exaggerated. For a moment he thought it wouldn't suit the location and he was right and wrong.

The nightclub inside was truly another world, it was extremely chic and in shades of red and dark blue, giving a very sensual depth to everything. The problem was the people, the employees all wore white shirts with blue or red vests, too circus-like for Crocodile, in addition to the masks that only covered their eyes to separate them from the customers. And the customers? Heavens… It really looked like a circus, he saw people wearing wigs bigger than their own heads, colorful and extravagant clothes, fantastic makeup, was there someone wearing wings and horns?!

He felt a little… overwhelmed, to say the least. He thought gay people were like Mihawk, extremely discreet, or just a little more cheerful and feminine, not like that... Okay that was a terribly homophobic thought, he needed a drink.

He picked up something strong and sat down on a table, his foot tapping anxiously on the floor but being inaudible due to the music playing. He quickly sent a message to Mihawk asking what the hell that place was and wondering if it was gays or some real circus.

“Don't worry about them, the people at the clown's nightclub are more exotic, not everyone is like that” thank God because Crocodile didn't see himself dating a walking rainbow “I only chose this place because discretion was guaranteed, your partner wouldn't It’s like the ones you see”

He thanked him mentally, not that he judged people for dressing how they wanted, sometimes he did, but being a pink Barbie just didn't suit him! If he was going to have someone, he wanted someone who suited his discreet and formal style more, man or woman, that wasn't a discussion.

He was about to “thank” Mihawk for the terrible place when he saw you walking in. You were stunning. You wore nice dark pants and a lighter shirt with a nice print that suited you perfectly. The outfit wasn't discreet gothic level like Mihawk or vomiting rainbows like the others there, it was just... you. It was an outfit that made you look amazing and you knew it, he could see your confidence, you were beautiful and you knew it. And heavens, Crocodile had to admit that it was the most attractive thing he had ever seen.

You looked around and stopped when you saw Crocodile, your eyebrows arching in surprise as if you didn't believe that Crocodile existed and was really there. You smiled and instead of going to the table where Crocodile was, you went towards the bar, where you stayed for a few minutes, talked to the bartender, got your own drink.

Crocodile had never felt so nervous before, he was used to having all the attention just on him, women threw themselves at his feet for a chance. And here you were, knowing he was the one you were supposed to meet but you were purposely ignoring him. His heart was beating fast and he felt the sweat beneath his thin suit. He had an absurd urge to get up and force you to pay attention to him, to show you that he was the only one who deserves your attention, when he had become so desperate and needy for someone's attention? Even more of a man?

After all that you finally took your glass of drink and went to the table and sat in front of him, you crossed your legs and sipped your drink before leaving it on the table, then you faced him, in complete silence. Hell this was totally different from what he was used to, here you seemed to be staring at him as if to say “prove to me that you are worthy of my attention”. This wasn't what he was used to, he was no longer a hunter, he was prey.

“I thought you didn’t realize I was your date” he said softly, composing himself while drinking his drink.

“Of course I noticed, it's not very difficult to know who I should meet here, just look around and see how you differ from everyone…” you laughed “You're like a fish out of water… in fact you are more to a crocodile in the middle of all the fish” you looked at him sensually biting your lip.

“Hah… And you look like an animal photographer, completely camouflaged in the environment… but if you look closely you know that you are someone superior to any animal” he said with a determined smile and the victory was his by the way you blushed and squirmed in your place.

“Crocodile, right?” You had now abandoned your malicious and even evil manner, now you seemed completely open and genuine to trying to have a date with him “(y/n), it’s a pleasure”

“The pleasure is definitely all mine” he said genuinely. Maybe dating men wouldn't be so bad, maybe being a gay man wouldn't be so bad… Maybe having you as his partner in a serious longterm relationship with you… yeah, it didn't seem so bad.

[barcalover86]

She is my girl- Pablo Gavi

Summary: You meet Gavi's childhood best friend who is making you feel uncomfortable and unworthy.

Request here!

2nd Masterlist

"How much time do we have left?" you asked Gavi for the hundred time this last 10 minutes.

"With 30 seconds less than you asked me last time." he replied already annoyed, but with a smile on his face.

"You know how I am when I am nervous!"

"I know, amor." he laughed at the memory when you met his parents for the first time.

For days, Gavi begged you to meet his childhood best friend, Isa. You wanted to get to know her as well, but you were afraid that she won't like you. Afraid that you might be left behind when they are together. You told him several times that is better if he goes alone so that the two of them can enjoy their time alone, but Gavi wanted you to be there with him.

She wasn't living far away from Barcelona, 2h drive, but it seemed way longer for you, being all nervous.

You had to meet her at her house before some others friends of Gavi were waiting for you at a cafe.

When your boyfriend and Isa saw eachother after a very long time, they smiled and hugged eachother like there was no tomorrow.

You smiled awkwardly back at the brunette girl and went to hug her too, a thing that you love to do when you meet new people, but she turned her back on you and started to talk with your boyfriend.

You wanted to think that she didn't know your hugging intention, but you knew she did it on purpose.

Isa took Gavi's hand, trying to guide him to the living room, but he immediately took it out of her grip, holding yours instead, which made you a bit calmer.

While you laid on the couch, Gavi started to introduce you with a smile on his face.

"Aha, so you stoll his heart? Well, only between us, I stole it first!" she started to laugh hard. "He had a crush on me when we were kids, remember, Pablito?"

He slowly nodded, not wanting to remember those days.

"Actually, y/n is the only one that ever had my heart, Isa."

The girl rolled her eyes.

"Yes, yes, whatever you say, niño. But we both know the truth."

After that, they started to talk about football. Suddenly, Isa was so much into this sport than she ever was, and that was weird. You remember Gavi telling you how much she hated football.

In 20 minutes, you didn't say a word, and you started to be left behind, something that you were afraid of since the beginning. Gavi seemed to see your uncomfortable so he hold your hand and put you closer to him.

At that, Isa rolled her eyes and this was the moment you wanted to go.

"You are really a baby, aren't you?" she said to you and you looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

"You want all his attention, don't you see that we were enjoying our talk? Is she always like this? Putting herself on other people business?"

"Isa, she didn't do anything. I put her close to me. She didn't even talk!"

Suddenly, her face changed into a nice one. She went to you and hugged you, which took you by surprise.

"I was only joking, I hope you didn't get offended."

You only smiled politely, without saying anything anymore.

Now, you weren't that close to Gavi, but didn't want to make a scene. You started to feel so embarrassed and unwanted in all this situation. You just wanted to go home.

After a while, you even started to control your breath, hoping that it wasn't too loud or too fast. Everything became so uncomfortable and you felt like you wanted to cry right there.

Isa was getting closer and closer to Gavi by every minute. You even started to be a bit jealous of them. They looked so comfortable and good together. They were definitely enjoying their time.

When she hugged your boyfriend and started to make circles in his hair, you talked for the first time after a while.

"When are we going to meet the others?"

Gavi pulled out, finally happy to hear your voice before standing.

"Right now."

Isa was so angry and looked into your eyes like she was about to kill you.

"I don't even know why she is here" she said.

"Isa, be nicer to her, please. Do it for me"

"Just for you." She said, but you knew that she wasn't stopping there.

She even made a scene that she wanted to stay next to Pablo in the car, making the excuse that 'they didn't see eachother for a very long time'.

You agreed to it, wanting desperately to have a bit of peace and silence.

You were the left ones that came into the cafe, and when you saw Gavi's friends, you smiled, seeing that they were looking kind.

They were so nice to you, and for the first time, you started to feel better this evening.

As you expected, Isa was standing next to Pablo, while you were on the opposite of them two.

You were talking with a nice girl that was telling you stories about your boyfriend's childhood.

"I don't even know why you are so nice to her, Ava. She doesn't even belong here."

"Isa! How can you talk about her like that! She is my girl, after all! I chose to be with her!" said Pablo, but that didn't stop you for feeling bad.

"You are so rude!" said Ava, the girl that was besides you.

"Oh? Then see this"

After she said that, she took the bottle of water and threw it all over your head.

Everyone looked at you and you started to be so embarrassed, that you left the table.

"Go cry!"

"That's enough! I had enough with you. How can you be so rude to that girl! She did nothing to you nor anyone. She is literally an angel!"

"An angel? I am supposed to be your angel, Pablo! Don't you see it!? We would make a better couple than you with her!"

"Oh, stop dreaming!"

After that, he ran after you and hugged you.

"I'll get you wet as well, I'm sorry."

"What!? Sorry for what!? Cariño, I'm sorry for making you come here. You don't deserve any of this."

He kissed your head and put you in his car, changing your clothes with his hoodie. You also had to get off your underwear, that it was also wet, leaving you half naked. Gavi didn't mind at all.

Before you went home, he hugged you in his car, trying to make you calm down a bit. He apologised before listening to what you had to say.

He told you stories about what stupid things he did with his friends and you couldn't stop laughing, which made him calmed to see you being better.

When you arrived home, he helped you take a hot bath and wash your hair before making you some dinner. Or at least, trying to do it, because after all, you were the one that had to prepare something for the both of you.

| I hope you like this. I tried to make it as good as possible and I'm sorry you had to wait this long. Right now I'm writing 3 requests so be patient with me, please. Have a nice day and love yourself!♥️

[sevsalio]

Most people go to Tumblr to have fun and pass the time, but every time I go to Tumblr I get fucking mad I don't think I deserve all this. You forget that I'm younger than most of you and you send me threats , messages and inboxes that abt I should kill myself How many times do I have to apologize? I apologize and then another message: 'The world won't get any better until people like you end.' I'm not a fucking racist and I never have been. Not liking a person doesn't mean I don't like their entire race. If I were to commit suicide one day, do you think you would go to bed with a peaceful conscience? I'm sick of people sending me disgusting messages from this fucking app that I've never heard or told anyone about in my life, while I'm going through the worst times of my life. My opinions change every day, every hour. One day I hate someone and the next day they are my best friend. I'm sorry if I offended you Yes I'ma disgusting person, I know that, but I didn't deserve this. Even if I deserve it, I know that a person has a will and normally even the biggest fascist's ideology can change.I will give an example of how my ideas change quickly. When I was a kid, I didn't like trans people, but now I don't even know if I'm even cisgender. I'm not saying you're wrong either, everyone has their own freedom of thought, you can say whatever you want, but freedom ends when you restrict others. Actually, I don't care much about such things, in fact, I have a lot of satirical accounts on TikTok and Instagram, but this seems too much. There is sarcasm in everything I say from the beginning. Maybe it's because of the cultural differences, because we don't mind saying such things, but you are so caught up in your freedom that you don't know if you're hurting other people.

Finally, I apologize again. Please close the topic, do not send any more threatening messages to my dm. Thank you

[a-star-that-burns-brightly]

So uh. Maybe I'm just really stupid, but despite being in this fandom for a year now I for some reason was convinced that Killcheroy killing herself was like, canon, because of how widely accepted that theory is in the fandom and spoken of as if it's fact. But after looking through all of Fuuta's stuff again (voice dramas, music videos, the like,) I've come to realize that not only is Killcheroy's actual cause of death never actually confirmed, but I've also realized something else: Y'all I really do not think this girl killed herself lmao. In fact, I am very confident that she didn't kill herself, mainly due to the fact that, as we know, Milgram has a very specific motif when it comes to characters who have committed suicide or have themes of suicide in their character

Mahiru and Kazui's victims both have a shoe off, because both of them died via suicide

Muu is often presented with only one shoe, because she is implied to be suicidal

Fuuta's victim also has a shoe off, because as we know she died of-- ...Huh? Oh shit. Both shoes are intact. Now I've seen people, though often briefly, point that out before What I don't see pointed out however is that Backdraft has three perfect opportunities to follow up on the shoes motif, and just doesn't.

These are the first two I wanna talk about. Killcheroy's shoes are perfectly in view, yet both of them are still in tact. Since this whole scene is basically a creative reenactment of Killcheroy's death, wouldn't it make sense for one shoe to be off if suicide was what took her out? But at the same time, these scenes are still depicting her when she is 'alive,' so maybe it wouldn't make that much sense for a shoe to be off in this particular scene. But what about after she burns up? That's where the third scene comes in

Even after she dies, her shoes are not there. Milgram is a series that loves including small, blink-and-you'll-miss-it details. If Killcheroy really killed herself, there's no way her shoes wouldn't be visible in these shots as Fuuta's running away, right? And this shoe motif, coupled with the fact that when looking at what we have, there's no actual evidence that Killcheroy killed herself (to my knowledge) makes me doubt this theory a lot more than I had when I originally assumed it was canon. So what do I think took Killcheroy out? Well, though we have no evidence that she killed herself, we do have evidence that Fuuta doxxed her.

(x) Storm Pazuzu Should we destroy her?＾＾Just because you’re a middle school girl doesn’t mean you can act like this lmaooooo don’t go easy on her just because she’s cute  QRT Miss Magic I got permission from the store owner, it’s allowed as long as I’m only replicating it for personal use. Storm Pazuzu Yeah, yeah, thanks for the late excuses QRT Storm Pazuzu I think I’ve got all her details now. Based on her previous tweets I’ve worked out her school. The fact she lives so close is hilarious lol Judgement☨Onizuka You’re the worst offender of all

And the fact that this scene transitions

to this one, where Fuuta is reacting to the news of Killcheroy's death, leads me to believe that this doxxing was the final bridge that caused Killcheroy's death. Now, a lot of life-threatening events can result from doxxing, for a while I was even pondering the possibility that Killcheroy was swatted and killed that way. But I think someone in Fuuta's group killed her, because the text in the MV makes it a note to specify that Killcheroy "lives close" to Fuuta and presumably the rest of his friend group since they all go to the same university and live in the same area. I can see people arguing that that would remove a bit of Fuuta's agency and responsibility from his murder, but I don't think I would agree with that. Regardless of what truly happened to Killcheroy after the doxxing, whether she was killed by someone in the group, or swatted (which I think is less likely, but is still a possibility), this presumed culprit was only able to do the things they did because Fuuta gave them the tools to. He gave them a target, Killcheroy, who he demonized and dehumanized into the role of Petulant Witch, and enough details of her location for anyone in the area to find her and enact punishment in the most direct way they can. Fuuta's story, to me anyway, isn't just about the consequences of cyberbullying and cancel culture, but also the cult-mentality of it and how others are influenced into it.

(x) Storm Pazuzu The people in charge here are shit. I could do a much better job

Fuuta did not come out of the womb cancelling people, but due to the injustice he saw around him and his desire to Do Something About It, he was influenced into this cesspool of online toxicity and cancel culture.

Now, it's his turn to influence justice. And boy, did he.

[gothamite-rambler]

"I am SNOWFLAME! Every cell of my being burns with white-hot ecstasy. Cocaine is my god, and I am the human instrument of its will!" Snowflame exclaimed.

Snowflame (singing in a gruff voice): Oh Harley! Oh Harley!

Harley (dread): Not this guy. Roy, stand back.

Roy (Arsenal): Can you not say my government name out here?

Harley (looking around nervously): Yeah, yeah, stay behind me.

Roy: Why, what's going on?

Snowflame: HEY I'M BEHIND YOU!

Jason (to Roy): Get ready for this.

The trio turned around, with Harley stepping in front to shield the bewildered Roy. They spotted Snowflame the cocaine powered supervillain, just as an electrifying guitar riff blared out, despite the fact that they were outdoors with no speakers around them.

Snowflame: I AM SNOWFLAME! EVERY CELL OF MY BEING BURNS WITH WHITE-HOT ECSTASY. COCAINE IS MY GOD, AND I AM THE HUMAN INSTRUMENT OF ITS WILL! COCAINE GIVES ME LIFE, ENERGY, POWERS MY SOUL! SNOWFLAME!

Roy (debating if the electric guitar riff in the background was real): Am I high or is there a guitar riff in the background?

Harley (aggravated): We still don't know where it's coming from. Are you high? If that's what's happening, get out of here!

Roy groaned, refusing to respond, covering his face in annoyance. Jason shook his head, signaling that Roy wasn't high.

Snowflame: Harley, Helmet man... Ginger man I've not met yet how dare you return to my jungle! I sell COCAINE to give others the euphoria that COCAINE provides! They can never be as powerful as I-

Harley (aggravated): Stop, stop, stop! Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I get it! He gets it. You say this speech every time I've had to deal with ya and turn off that guitar riff! I can't hear my thoughts!

Snowflame placed his hands on his hips, annoyed, then snapped his fingers, causing the music to stop. Roy looked around, surprised that the music had actually stopped.

Roy: What?

Roy started walking around, searching for speakers, while Jason chuckled, amused by the situation. Harley rubbed her forehead in frustration.

Harley: God, you're like the Creeper mixed with the Joker.

Snowflame (unhinged): You're no fun. Typical freaks like you who can't handle the true power that the life giver COCAINE provides!

Harley: Oh my God, Roy are you okay? Do you need to go a good distance. I know all the toxic drug talk is probably clouding your mind?

Roy (confused): I'm fine.

Harley: You sure? I get if you need to be away from this walkin' drug dealer.

Roy (offended): OH FUCK YOU!

Snowflame (gasping in horror): Have you deprived the follower of COCAINE the sweet white ecstasy to life? Ginger man, join me and we will rule the world with the power of COCAINE!

Roy (loud): I was never on cocaine! Harley, you don't seriously think- Of course you do... of course you do! Why did I go with you guys?!

Harley: That's what I'm sayin'. You can get a contact high from this coke head! Hood I told you to let him wait in the car!

Jason: Nah, I'm enjoying this.

Snowflame: Enjoy if you must, inferior male! My contact highs would explode your mind. Only I can feel the true power of my sweet nectar to life!

Jason (rubbing his forehead): I'm getting a headache being around him again. Roy, if you need another job he's hiring and pays in cocaine.

Harley: Hood! Stop it. Roy-

Roy: Stop calling me that! I'm not Ginger Man, and for this mission, I am not ROY! Is the name Arsenal that difficult to remember?! I was never on COKE either, you jackasses!

Harley (shielding Roy): I know how those gateway drugs work. Snowflame, keep ya distance from us we don't want your coke crack.

Roy: Those are different drugs.

Jason (trying not to laugh): You're not helping your case.

Roy crossed his arms and walked a few feet away, reluctantly agreeing with his friend.

Snowflame: You may attempt to inflict pain on me, but I warn you, one blow to me will make me stronger! I am no ordinary man! You see before you a man ON FIRE! A man who has consumed enough cocaine to kill a bear, but not I! I will not give up my magical powers that are provided by COCAINE! FOR I AM SNOWFLAME!

Roy: Is he OD-ing or is this some torture method from the matrix?

The guitar riff blared back to life. Jason laughed at the sound, while Roy looked bewildered.

Roy: Seriously, how does he do that?

Snowflame: COCAINE MAKES ME DO THIS. AND WHAT IS THIS OD? OVERDOSING? BAAH! I am IMMUNE to such a weak act! I BURN with thought, accelerated thought! Always moving. Always on! I never sleep! I am the ONE!

Harley: Says the man who ate three bricks of cocaine like they were brownies.

Jason (clapping): Okay... I can't every time... he's like an escaped mental patient.

Harley: J- Red Hood, you are insulting your boyfriend!

Roy: I'm not insulted... We're not dating! I'm embarrassed for this Snowflame nutjob and pissed off.

Harley (turning to Snowflame): See what you done? He's mad.

Snowflame: Hahahahaha! WEAK! Another FREAK who can't handle the true flame to life! I will never give up my COCAINE! COCAINE is my God, I am its vessel and I am the human instrument of its will! I relish you weaklings to defeat me for I know you will LOSE!

As the guitar riff came to an end, Snowflame nodded, pleased with his monologue. Meanwhile, Harley glanced at her nonexistent watch.

Harley (irritated): You done?

Snowflame crossed his arms and nodded, as if to indicate that he had successfully made his outrageous point.

Harley: Goodie… can we have a moment to chat?

Snowflame: Yes, I will prepare over here! Precious COCAINE let's get started.

Snowflame sat down on the ground next to a cutting board piled high with white powder. He began chopping it up with a credit card, treating it as if he were dining on a gourmet meal.

Jason stood by, chuckling at the deranged drug addict. Meanwhile, Harley walked over to Roy and yanked him by the arm, keeping a safe distance from the cocaine-fueled supervillain.

Harley: We got about a minute, look at that man's smile. There's only one thing runnin' through that coke fiend's mind and it's snortin' coke which gives him more energy. What’s your plan, Jason?

Roy (suggesting an idea): What if-

Harley (raising a hand to silence Roy): Nuh-uh, R-Arrow man? Nah, that’s not it… I forget your hero name most of the time. Ginger man, I can’t, in good faith, let you be close to him. I don’t want you relapsin'. Sit this one out.

Harley turned Roy away, snapping her fingers like a strict parent and pointing in the direction of the car. Roy growled in frustration, gripping his bow tightly in anger.

Jason (nodding in agreement with Harley): I can't believe I'm saying this, but she has a point… A solid point. I got a contact high just from punching him once, so yeah, sit it out.

Roy: But-

Harley: Nuh-uh. Car. .

Roy (pouting and stomping his foot): Man, this is embarrassing! It wasn’t even coke I was addicted to; it was heroin! I’ve been clean for years! Damn it!

Roy took a few steps away and sat down, clearly annoyed. He refused to go to the car like a child.

Harley (to Jason): Jason, what’s the plan?

Jason (holding up his gun): Can I shoot him?

Harley: Yeah, but he’s strange. He can take a bullet, I’m not sure-

Jason shot Snowflame five times as the man bounced around after snorting his booger sugar. Snowflame fell to the ground. Five seconds passed then he jumped to his feet.

Jason (surprised): I forgot he could do that, but I was high after punching him. You gotta admit that is kind of awesome.

Harley groaned, rolling her eyes.

Snowflame: FOOLS! You think your measly human bullets can stop the COCAINE that flows through my blood! I am a TRUE GOD! Fueled by sweet co-

Roy (at his breaking point): Would you shut up!

Roy shot Snowflame with an arrow. The guitar riff abruptly cut off, but the former addict paid it no mind as he grabbed another arrow and nocked it in his bow.

Roy: I didn’t go through withdrawals, one relapse, custody battles, and losing my father figure just to deal with some 80s villain!

He fired another arrow, then another, and another—totaling four in all. Snowflame toppled backward, one arrow embedded in his arm, one in his stomach, one puncturing his hip, and the last lodged in his thigh. Despite the injuries, Snowflame remained hyped up but severely wounded.

Snowflame (weakly): Snowflame ... Will tap out.

Jason clapped as Roy seethed, letting out a frustrated groan.

Roy (fuming): What an asshole. I can’t stand guys like that. I’m heading to the car, and it’s my choice!

Harley nodded, thinking she admired Roy's determination. Meanwhile, Jason noticed how irritated Roy was by the coke addict bragging about something he had struggled with for so long, a battle he had fought to escape from that dark place.

Harley: I'm proud of him. High-five?

Jason brushed past Harley to reach Snowflame.

Jason: You’re lucky Arsenal got pissed off.

Harley shrugged and gave herself a high five.

Harley: My years as a rehab counselor are paying off.

Jason: You were a drug counselor too?

Harley: I was a psychiatrist, obviously. And I didn’t sleep with my teachers!

Jason (laughing): Understood.

[twilightarc-gm]

Why do you like jiang cheng?

At the risk of liking him for the wrong reasons, let me be verbose and annoying about it.

A short anecdote: I finished the donghua before the novel and I liked JC's aesthetic so I was happy to have that imagery in my head for the novel, but mostly I came out of the donghua like "cool story, the ending was frowny face though" and I came out of the novel like I was lost in the IKEA store "there's stuff here but it's not what I want and it's organized in a way that's hard to navigate through." Bit like giving me a puzzle to solve.

Anyway, imagine a cat bapping at a thing trying to get fandom to show me what to do with MDZS (i.e. reading fanfic) and then I come across anti-Jiang Cheng stuff.

//record scratch

I'm sorry what?

Why?

NO.

I started then on Shuangjie reconciliation fic and quickly evolved into Jiang Cheng "Apologist" ((I actually don't think he has anything to apologize for even if he would do so anyway.))

I've been in the xianxia/wuxia sphere of media consumption for a year or so before trying out MDZS and JC just fits so well as the main character of his own story; destined for a position of power through birth, friends with someone in his life that causes conflict, seemingly betrayed by said friend when needing that friend the most, losing and losing and losing as his trust in said friend proves unfounded because the friend walks a path he can't follow, and then he's left with the tragedy that befell the world because--ultimately he trusted this friend too much.

It's a classic story of love and attachment and how good intentions can have massive consequences. Two men entwined by fate and in the end there's a battle on a hill (off screen in this case) where one is forced to "kill" the other.

MDZS could have ended with the past timeline, and I would have liked it more but at least in the present timeline we get Jiujiu and a-Ling.

Anyway: Excerpts and Commentary Below about WHY I LOVE JIANG CHENG, courtesy WANYIN

Of all the clans to offend, you don’t offend the Jiang Clan, and of all the people to offend, you never offend Jiang Cheng.

We stand by a badass mf in this house. The first thing we learn is that he gets credit for killing a big baddy and the second thing we learn is how fierce the rest of his reputation is. He brooks no shit and leaves no quarter. Amazing 💜

Well, I was done for at "gaze like two streaks of cold lightning" so RIP me, I guess. Reminds me of some antis that are like "you only like him because he's hot" which isn't true but it is a nice plus. He's described as inferior to LWJ so like, if it was only about hotness then wouldn't I like LWJ???

“I am his uncle. Do you have any last words?”

At the sound of that voice, every drop of blood in Wei Wuxian’s body seemed to surge to his head but then immediately drained away again. Thankfully, his face was already a mess of ghastly white, so it didn’t look strange when he went a little paler.

A man in purple attire strode over. He was dressed in a narrow-sleeved light robe, with his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. A silver bell dangled from his waist, yet there was no sound when he walked.

This young man had fine brows and almond eyes, with a chiseled handsomeness to his features. His eyes were deep and intense with a hint of aggression, his gaze like two streaks of cold lightning. He stopped and stood three meters away from Wei Wuxian. His expression was like that of a nocked arrow on a bow, ready to shoot, and even his composure was suffused with arrogant pride.

Jiang Cheng ruled the Jiang Clan of Yunmeng alone, so it could have been said that he was in a state of isolation.

🥺 Alone?? And he could still afford 400 Immortal Binding Nets? Self-sufficient king 🤩 And like, his reputation is so fierce and he's boiling over with anger in that scene, but still he restrains himself because he did the cost-benefit analysis! And then later he takes a huge risk on WWX, like he always does for WWX, and that doesn't work out for him--like it always does.

Seeing that nothing had happened to Jin Ling, Jiang Cheng was greatly relieved. However, that relief soon turned into a furious reprimand:

Parent behavior. Enough said.

He has a twisted smile when encountering a trigger for his PTSD and then he decides to fight it instead of letting it paralyze him. He's such a doer. Like, every other moment of the day he's carefully calculating pluses and minuses to every choice (valid) but when it comes to facing his personal demons he's ready to throw down. Excellent.

A moment later, Jiang Cheng’s lips pulled into a twisted smile. His left hand subconsciously began stroking that ring once more.

He said softly, “Excellent. Back, are you?”

He let go of his left hand, and a long whip dangled from it.

“Oh? Then please enlighten me, what is your type?”

Walking A-Spec flag very concerned about what the man who might be his shixiong thinks about him, more at eleven!

Wei Wuxian waved him off and then hooked his arm around Jiang Cheng’s shoulders. “Who cares? I’ll tease him a bit more before I go. You’ve already collected my corpse so many times. Once more won’t hurt.”

Okay but big lol that JC doesn't get to collect WWX's corpse that final time. //sounds of sobbing

A smile appeared on his face, but then he immediately humphed.

He's so grumpy and adorable! I love him! pre massacre JC is precious and I just want him to have someone to bring out that smile again.

He literally didn't have to do this. He makes all these excuses how he'll be embarrassed if WWX is rolling around 😂 Perfection. Boy, you are still carrying him and he doesn't want you to stop.

Jiang Cheng, walk slower, you’re gonna throw me off.”

Not only did Jiang Cheng want to throw Wei Wuxian off, but he practically wanted to bash his head into the ground to create a human crater. “So fussy even though I’m carrying you!”

“I didn’t tell you to carry me,” Wei Wuxian reasoned.

Jiang Cheng flew into a rage. “If I didn’t carry you, I think you’d hang out at their ancestral hall all day, rolling around on the floor. I can’t afford this embarrassment! Lan Wangji took fifty more strikes than you, but he walked away on his own, and you’re not embarrassed, pretending to be an invalid? I don’t want to carry you anymore. Get the hell off!”

“No, I’m wounded,” Wei Wuxian said.

Alrighty, like I'm just going through the entire book at this point.

Let me see if I can make this more concise:

Sacrifices himself despite his very dutiful nature that would oppose this. He throws away all his responsibilities for WWX, again and again, carrying on a tradition of favoring WWX over his own health and happiness. Citing: JFM favoring WWX to the detriment of his marriage, JYL dying to save WWX, and JC (exhausted and with little or no power) running into danger to save WWX ala distracting the Wen patrol and 2nd Siege.

Can't be honest in his affections and makes up excuses to do nice things for others.

Loves and understands his sister. She wanted JZX so he made it happen when LLJ had absolutely no reason to reinstate the marriage contract between Xuanli. JGS notes in the CR arc that he didn't want the marriage for his son in the first place and that there were better options than YMJ, and that was before the war! JC helped her get to Yiling to show off her wedding dress! Even though she married out he still felt so attached to her son he couldn't not co-parent Jin Ling.

Yes, he has Zidian, but he also has a second horsewhip that he keeps on him which is very exciting to know.

The narrative hates him but he survives. (He survives because the narrative hates him).

Most BAMF entrance in the novel at the temple scene with the busting the temple doors down and coming in from the rain with an umbrella. Like sure the narrative hates him but small blessings that rule of cool still counts for something.

Mama's boy.

Just some dude, shows up late to treasury room nonsense, knows all the gossip, no one has faith in him including himself, but he keeps going and doing what needs to be done even when he's so so tired and his shixiong shows up 3 months late with a ghoul lady and a latte, or disappears to liberate slave property without warning first and now he's called into a midnight meeting after trying to get some much needed rest and now he's got consequences to deal with. Someone help him!

An expert at sneering. Threats as a show of worry and care. This makes all the little and brief smiles so much more endearing.

Sandu Shengshou is an amazing title, get out of here if you don't agree. Holy Hand of the Three Poisons? Brutal, perfect 💜 It gets used like, ONCE. Crime against me personally.

Link to Blorbo Sheet for JC

He loves, he hates, he wants to hate he's not allowed to love. Zero middle ground, he's all in and there's no way out.

//is shot and dragged off stage

But just as the Wei Wuxian of the past who’d extracted his golden core for Jiang Cheng had been unable to tell him the truth, the Jiang Cheng of the present could no longer bring himself to speak up.

[kaliforniahigh]

MEDUSA - Part Five.

Noah and Y/N meet again. Things are picking up for real now.

Warnings: talks of killing people, talks of violence, a mysoginistic insult directed at Y/N.

WC: Almost 2k.

Summary: Y/N is a private dancer at a Gentleman's Club called Medusa. Noah Sebastian is a crime boss. Their paths cross when one night, Noah pays for one of her dances and they can't seem to be apart from each other.

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You really tried to keep calm while you waited for Noah to arrive, you didn't want to alam anyone with your nervousness. You checked your watch and it was only a quarter to 9pm. You already changed and touched up your makeup to keep yourself busy, all while replaying the conversation from earlier in the night.

A few of the girls came and went and you made small talk with them as you waited. You pondered over your decision, questioning yourself if you made the right choice to text him. If this guy and Noah were in the same business, what made them so different from each other? Why do you care for Noah and not for the other guy? If it's not Noah who ends up dead, it's probably gonna be the other guy, so why did you think one act of violence was different from the other?

You had no time to think further on your moral dillema, because soon Ava was walking through the doors and calling for your name.

"He's a repeat, you probably did a good job. Congratulations, girl", she told you, with a smile on her face, slightly raising her eyebrows in a suggestive manner. You smiled back but didn't bother answering her. Eager to get this over with, you walked to the room, looking both ways to make sure no one was watching your hasty entry.

When your eyes landed on Noah you noticed that this time he wasn't sitting on the chair, he was standing up and also had an air of anxiety around him.

"Hey, are you ok? You texted me out of nowhere. I didn't really think you were going to use my number after I went to your house", he said, subtly looking over you as if to assess any kind of injury.

"Listen I wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't extremely necessary. To be honest, I'm not even sure why I'm doing this in the first place", you tried not to pace arounde the room, but he could tell you were antsy.

"Ok, you're scaring me now. Why don't you tell me what happened?", he noticed you were overly serious about this. You motioned to the couch on the other side of the room, suggestion you both sit down.

"So I had this customer tonight. He is not one of my regulars, he actually didn't pay for a dance at all. One of the girls that work the tables, delivering drinks and whatnot called in sick so I had to cover her", you started. You could tell he was hanging onto every word you said. You don't remember a man ever paying this much attention to what you were saying. Noticing that you stalled, he nodded his head to tell you to keep going.

"He requested a drink and suggested that I drink something with him, after that I sat at his table with his friends. This is all customary. But then they started to say a few things", you didn't have the chance to continue before he added.

"To you? did they offend you or insult you? did they harass you?", you shook you head.

"Noah, they were talking about you, and they were not good things", he slightly smiled at this and responded "people don't always have the nicest things to say about me".

"One of them said they're going to kill you, that what they have in store for you is going to shock everyone. And that after all is said and done you're just going to be an afterthought in the city of New York", you got everything off of your chest, your eyes wide, as if you wanted to tell him you were really serious about this.

"What happened after that?", if he was worried about this information, he didn't show it. You guessed it was for your benefit.

"I excused myself shortly after this, then I went to the dressing rooms and texted you"

"Did they notice you were nervous or that you know me at all?", he inquired. At the time you were confident that you did a good job of hiding your true feelings, but you could never know for sure.

"I don't think so. I tried to be very subtle", there was a pause in the conversation, you looked at him and he was pensive, as if considering his next steps. "You don't wanna know who these people are?", you questioned him.

"I think I already know who they are", he looked at you, he grabbed your hands in his and he noticed they were cold. "Listen, I don't trust these people. The fact that you called me here was really risky. They can't find out that you know me"

"Well, I couldn't just listen to them planning to kill you and not say anything", you said, as if that is the most obvious thing on the world.

"I know that, I'm really thankful for that. I'm gonna give you one of these, so everytime you contact me, it doesn't have to be from your personal cellphone", he took out a disposable cellphone and handed it to you "and you're not going to like what I say next, but I'm having one of my men posted outside your house and have them follow you to and from work"

You get up from you sitting position as soon as he said this, shaking your head. "There is no way. I'm not gonna have one of your goons follow me around"

"Well, I can't take the chance of you getting hurt and it being my fault", he got up after you and grabbed you by both shoulders "this is a non-negotiable order. You don't have to acknowledge their existence, but we'll both sleep better knowing you're safe"

"Ok, since we're giving out orders now, I don't think it's safe for you or your friends to come here anymore. If they were here earlier, the chances of your paths crossing are high", you talked to him in the same tone of finality that he spoke to you.

"I agree with you", he was going to give this information to you, but apparently you beat him to it. "Here's what we're gonna do. I'm calling one of my men to wait for you outside by the back entrance. What time do you get off work tonight?"

"Around 4am", you answered him.

"Ok, he is going to be here by that time. I'm going to put his number on your disposable along with mine, so if you need anything, you call him or me. Understand?", he made you look at him in the eyes. You nodded. A moment passed where you just looked at each other. You had an uneasy feeling in your gut and he had an apologetic look in his eyes.

"I have to go now. Pass the information along", he hesitated, but he could tell you had something in your mind. Not trying to pressure to say anything, he began to turn around to leave, but you stopped him.

"Are you going to be ok?", you couldn't help but ask. He could see the sincerity in your eyes. He smiled softly to reassure you.

"Yeah, I'm going to be ok, don't worry", you nodded. You had no other option but to trust him. He opened the door and left.

You sat back down on the couch, letting out a loud sigh.

Sure enough, when you left through the back door as soon as your shift ended, you noticed a black sedan parked not too far away. You checked the plate and it matched the one Noah sent you.

You pretended to not see him as you made your way over to your car. It would get a little used to having someone on your tail 24/7, but you would be lying if you said you don't feel safer.

As soon as Noah left Medusa, he called Jolly, Nick and Nicholas and told them to meet up with him at his house. Urgent matter.

During the drive, he thought about you. He wondered if he was doing enough to keep you safe. If it was up to him you would be at his house, under his watch and protection. But he knew you were never going to accept that.

Gathering everyone around the table, he explained the entire situation. It would be really important if they could pinpoint when this attack is going to happen. They all sat in silence, deep in thought.

"Dude", Jolly said, from his spot. "We have that massive gun shipment coming next week. All of us, including you", he pointed to Noah "are going to be at the port, inspecting everything".

"What if their last attack was some sort of practice for them?", Nicholas pointed out.

"If it was, they were shit. 'Cause we killed his men and got away", Jolly shrugged his shoulder and Nicholas let out a little laugh. They noticed Noah was strangely quiet, but brushed it off as him being concerned about you. They didn't know yet the depth of his feelings for you, but they knew he liked you enough to keep surveillance on you at all times.

"It wasn't an attack", he said suddently, cutting through the small talk that emerged between the guys. "I was a set up", Noah looked at everyone. Realization dawned on their faces. He kept going "we were meeting up with the supplier responsible for the shipment. They set us up and they're gonna do it again next week". He got up from his chair angrily. Noah didn't like being played like this.

After two days of being followed, you could say you were getting used to it. You also noticed they were two different men. You guess they had to take turns. You wanted to bake them a cake or something, to show appreciation, but Noah told you to not aknowledge them, so you had to leave your pleasantries for when this was over.

You felt a little more at ease. Sometimes you would take a peek at the bar and the tables during work, but from what you could tell, the men never came back. That was a relief.

Noah checked up on you every few hours. You didn't talk much, he would ask if you were ok and you would say yes and the cicle repeated itself over and over. There were times you wanted to continue the conversation, but held back. You were way too envolved in this already to make small talk with a man with a target on his back.

It was good night at work so far. You had a few clients, one of them being an older man who always requested a dance, but always sat down and talked about how his wife was having an affair with her personal trainer. That is how some of them were. It's easier for a man to go to a strip club to talk about his feeling rather than a therapist.

You were scrolling on your phone when Ava called for you, saying that your 1am client has arrived. You thanked her and walked to your vanity to put your heels back on. You were used to them, but to be barefoot between clients was a relief everytime.

You fixed your hair and walked to the room. Putting on your sexy face, you opened the door, expecting a man to be inside, only to find the room vacant, save for an envelope resting on top of the chair.

You slowly walked towards it, picking it up and inspecting it. It had nothing written on the outside. You looked behind you just to make sure this wasn't a prank.

You opened the door reserved for the clients, motioning for a security guard to come closer to you. You ask him if he saw someone coming in and out, but he said no, apologizing. Going back in the room, you opened the envelope, there was a hand-written note inside. You started reading.

You ratted, didn't you? You thought I wouldn't notice you have security around you now? Looking forward to when lover boy finds your body in a ditch somewhere. Even then, nobody cares about whores like you. J.C.

You felt your heart drop, the note slipping from your hands and everything around you becoming blurry. This couldn't be happening.

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