#Make that evil funny bunny face...:D

[official-mistah-j]

>:D

i will support, if im able to use freedom of speech.......tumblr and im sorry if some of this is adult lol..

im cracked out on energy drinks lol

iif u drink with them its -- similiar to cocaine

tweakin around town, the devil said.

he is, not me. methademic.

we were snugglin and i fell asleep next to him.

they want to use my imagiination to make things.

i got a special thank you. buying some books. like they knew who iw as. "the giver" yes. imparting the old ways to the youthful

you know, when they take our guns, they're going to kill you.

a ti found out you can make them with a 3d printer. be my bodyguards. im building an army.

she calls canada the mother land. and i smil ea bit. people are appraochable, friendly to visitors, and i am a southern gentleman, --

i have this book---

"the ladys tutor"

yes i am a bit older than harley, yet so is she in her ways--

the men are lobotomizing anyone who dares challenge them, my typos are hilairous, and saying women are hysterical and too emotional.. and they're saying they're not. and trying to control our bodies (it wont end there) and put "trans-guys" in thier place,, some people call us "goys" and shemales, drag queens ugh lol, no one says anythin gto my face, they know i got assault charges, i scream nine and one and on ein my head because it lights me up in a way when you add too muhc blackpepper loll i love pepper...they drain my strength ugh.... mom still threatens me lol.. i know not to hit a lady, esp in the face, lol.. but she be driving me.. im surprised im not dead .., and it fucking sucks so bad, i hate them so much, or hermaphrodites, two souls, they are saying im a gift from god, DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM....DO NOT TOUCH THE HOLY MAN, *KOOZCO MODE*

when i even consider some veterans to be manchildren compared to me. Im the f******** Joker. Jester. They can make fun of The King, and do anything they want. Its partially intentional. It aint a genetic thing,I had severa,got banged up, and lumps, fell down and i got right back up. it was astral bullets, with satan, i gave him my life force, as a vampire count, and he said im strong as 2ooo lions, and Ikiiinda need it back, but thanks for not letting ppl do the thing they were doiing um--, .

they , the hallucination slol, the v2k idk, were calling the cigarette butts were bullets, they said they're real. they played pictures in my head. or. or. i made it up. is this real??? i am playing in psychosis, and playing hatter, and giving harley a world where nothing can hurt her...or my brain showed me the picture somehow. or a combo.

by the way i want to seductively play mortal kombat.

i have a ps4.. not very fun by yourself.. =//

sims and god of war and skyrim and some otha shit.

sims was f******* wweird man asking me

kinda excellect questions, but im a newbie oto this. im from the south. lol. theres not ... im from nola, and am trapped in the tart pit of its fucking retarded cousin.

our family was the advisors of the town, and the warriors, brains beauty N Brawn..but we were crazy.. they made deals with demons.

im telepathic. with eminen, listening to them old songs. i had albino birds, fish, bunnies....trying tell me a thing.. but i hate the sun, and it burns. im allergic.

im Walter-- Lmao.. rescuing my family, who could care less. The devil hangs around idk, idk, I pray. I felt like The joker abt to be baptized in the Mississippi lmao, avoiding white, I want to go the Satanic church and get unbaptized, lucy in the sky with diamonds (years ago), makes u see all that weird, and Set is a desert god.. Like it makes u think differently about water.

And bullies are losers.

its not f****** funny either.

have you ever noticed evil peopl kinda hae small heads. lol.

[don-dake]

「キョンちゃんに 『このウサギちゃん、面白いんだよ〜♡』」 [參照]

[pipwife]

I'm not sure if distractions are wanted but if so any favourite Genshin Fics?

The entire knowledge I have about the game is wiki based but the fandom produces some amazing smut and dead dove fic; but also a ton of fic, so I'm always looking for recs

Also on the topic of fics yours are v good and uh I've probably started skewing your hit ratios bc I've got abunch bookmarked to reread bc I'm v much the autistic who re-reads with my favourite fics a ton

ajdnshndnsd thank you !!!! 🥺😭💕 i'm so glad you're enjoying them! :D that makes me happy to hear uwaa~

i've only read a few genshin fics so far, but i'm happy to share!! 👀 so far i've been so spoiled with how much "gross" content there's been like... thank you for my life genshin fandom LMAO its such a breath of fresh air after being in the toh fandom.... ive been living underground and i finally get to see the sun again ASDHSNFJEJFJ

most of the fics will be zhongchi i think because that's my current addiction but hopefully there'll be some you like! xD

posting fic recs under readmore because i'm shy hehe

coming in clutch - pwp, eggpreg, dragon zhongli has a Wholesome, Family-Friendly Good Time with his ol' chum tartag- i'm kidding they bone nasty while zhongli is pregnant with an egg. the title makes me choke its so funny

two star dick - childe and zhongli have broken up (tragic!) but luckily childe gets drunk and sends zhongli an Unsolicited Photograph (hilarious!) and it results in angsty pronz. i laughed a lot through this one

⭐️ get in the bunny costume, zhongli - OHOHOHO THIS FIC.... THISSS FIC, BROH...... it's pure filth, wretched filth, and i adore it. its the perfect kind of evil smut that i adore AND IT RESULTS IN EMOTIONAL CULMINATION WHERE CHILDE FACES THE CONSEQUENCES OF HIS MISDEEDS? EXCELLENT. this is the one i recommend the most tbh

in which zhongli encourages brotherly love - you can, uh, guess from the title (and my whole everything) what happens in this one AMDJSNDJSJD mind the tags but this ones a goodie if youre into that! xD

recreate the sea - young xingqiu wants to seduce mr zhongli.... he, uh. gets what he wants. and a little more too 😨🥰 (i read this one a while ago but i remember really liking it)

don't let him see - childe gets noncon'd in front of his brother. then it escalates. 👌 warning for underage, noncon, and mindbreak/drugging

frame the wallflower - longform zhongchi fic with modern au sugar daddy childe and sugar baby zhongli! it was the first fic i read after actually playing the game and has a special place in my heart. plus background kaeluc >:) and i think some bdsm stuff? it reads very much like a good romance novel which i think is why i like it so much xD

i hope you find something you like in there! :D thanks for asking hehe~

[vavuska]

Who changed Lola Bunny?

Malcolm D. Lee explained, “This is 2021. It’s important to reflect the authenticity of strong, capable female characters. … So we reworked a lot of things, not only her look, like making sure she had an appropriate length on her shorts and was feminine without being objectified, but gave her a real voice. For us, it was, ‘Let’s ground her athletic prowess, her leadership skills, and make her as full a character as the others.'”

(See the complete interview here: X)

So, gone are her curves, thigh-high drawstring shorts and midriff-baring crop top. Instead, Lola Bunny now takes on a sportier look wearing a more standard basketball vest and leggings under her track shorts.

But, let's see more deeply what determinated this choice:

1. Being mad at a fan art is sad, people.

Before, a sad 50 yo guy starts complaing about how "cancel culture" or "politically correct" ruined his life - Really? Changing a cartoon bunny from a movie you didn't see for a decade ruined your life? Wow. Someone should really review the list of their priorities -, let's see how really Lola looked in the 1996 original Space Jam.

Here we have original Lola Bunny:

(Here you can see all Lola's scenes in Space Jam: X)

Yes, Lola walked in a sexy way that show off her curves, or at least she seemed to have curves (a little breast, tight waist, long legs, bootie), but those are not big as in the fan art you are seeing around, and Lola's curves are not evidenced during the match or when she played. Is more her attitude and posture that made her look sexy. However, althought her curves clearly changes every time she is doing something different, from action to action, there are some scenes in which she is purposely made sexy, with saxophone music as soundtrack and male-gaze sections that ends in the same way, Lola surrounded by a bunch of horny and howling cartoon guys.

That's appropriate with Jessica Rabbit: she is purposely made and designed as a parody of the femme fatale from old hard boiler movies, in which attractive, mysterious women were portrayed as evil and manipulative gals who hide criminal intentions. Jessica, with her intentionally exaggerated body, subverted the misogyny of 40s and 30s detective movies: she is kind-hearted, truly loves her naive and goofy husband Roger and uses her powers (beauty and cunning) to protect him. Her body too is used for comic sketches, while this not happens for Lola, that's just a serious and indipendent basketball player. So, the male obsession for her body is out of place, expecially because she reacted with anger at being misconsidered only for being an attractive female bunny. “Don't call me doll” is her catch phrase. So, it seems strange she didn't react at all at the very sexualized presentation at the final basketball match: Lola simply shows her basketball skills, ignoring or accepting passively the reaction of the honey crowd of wolves around her. (Please, notice the association: Lola “admirers” are wolves, predators, while Lola, their object of desire, is a rabbit, a prey)

This is the cartoon version of cat calling: they are like a group of men who sit on their porches and whistle at girls everyday when they walk in from of them. A normal girl or woman would pass over this thing, even if they are bothered, unconfortable or embarassed, because they are more scared by a possible violent reaction of this whistling horny guys at their legitimate anger objections. But here, we are talking of Lola, a strong Looney Tunes bunny, and she could smash that damn basket ball on wolves' face, breaking all their teeth. That would be very a Looney reaction. But Lola doesn't react at all at this situation. Here, on my opinion, screenplayers missed an opportunity, but probably they thought to have already did too much with Lola's personality and “girl power”.

Remember also that Lola is the only young cartoon female character we see in the whole movie. So we can't do a proper comparison with other female relevant characters' rapresentation. (See here for a deeper analysis of Lola's origin and development: X)

However, compared with Bugs, Lola looks more fit, more humanized than Bugs. Lola has clearly a definited breast and booty, but it looks like is more her posture that makes them relevant. Lola has clearly shoulders back to show the rack. Bugs is anthropomorphic but remains an animal, has no shoulders or pectorals more like a human and looks a bit over-weight (fat belly). And his posture don't keep that stomach in, chin up, and march forward.

Lola, on the other hand, has a more human structure. That's why I say she has curves. An example are Mickey and Minnie who are two beans in the same way it is not that Mickey is a bean and Minnie has small tits, they are structurally alike.

Lola's body remembers highly No-Ribs-Jasmine from Aladdin (see the gif for reference). That unrealistic Barbie-like waist that was so popular in the 90s and 80s. (See here for references: X and X)

Now, we are changed a lot from the past 24 years. Barbies didn't have that impossible, unrealistic waist-line anymore, Disney princess concept has changed (see Merida and Moana).

Lola concept is changed in 2012: her design for the new cartoons is totally different and her personality too. She wear a blue or violet dress, almost flat-chested and she was made annoying and silly, just to make a contrast with Bugs smarter. Just like Daffy Duck is dumb as hell and his new girlfriend, Tina Russo (no more dear old Melissa Duck), is way smarter than him. Tina is tough, street-smart, rebellious and feisty. But we will see this thing in the next point.

2. People on the upper floors hated Lola personality.

Lola Bunny had only few lines in Space Jam, but she definitely passed the first impression that she was draw only for make male characters fall in love. Lola was a good basketball player and show it off, in front of a skeptical and then astonish bunch of cartoon guys and also Michael Jordan. She also had a strong personality and said it clear to Bugs she didn't like being called "doll". Lola was beauty and curvy, but not a cheerleader. Lola was a basketball player. Remember this part, because we will talk about basketball in the next point.

If at the box office Space Jam was a success, at Warner Bros there were those who turn up their noses, and they are important people, from the upper floors, who accused the film with Michael Jordan of having completely distorted the philosophy of the Looney Tunes. They blamed Lola Bunny more than everything else. Producers of Warner Bros said she was too perfect for the moody group of Warner cartoons: she was too sensual, provocative and independent, totally alien to that core of crazy characters that act as an exaggeration of the vices of 'man.

And fans hated her too. Chuck Jones, creator of the Merrie Melodies said: "Lola Bunny is a character with no future, she’s a totally worthless character with no personality."

So, Lola Bunny was deleted. Lola would make only some brief apparitions in some comics edited by DC Comics, in Baby Looney Tunes, in which she was a toddler with a very similar personality and resemblance to Space Jam adult version, and also as playable character in some unsuccessful videogames.

Years passed and projects for a sequel of Space Jam never become reality, so in 2003 Warner Bros relased Looney Tunes Back in Action. But Lola wasn't here, because the movie purposely want to make a deep cut with what we saw in Space Jam, according to what said it's director Joe Dante. This movie was a totally failure, but it gave back to Looney Tunes their craziness.

Years passed again, but this time is 2011, 10th of May on Cartoon Network was relased the second episode of The Looney Tunes Show. The series aimed to strongly relaunch the Looney Tunes, long gone from the glories of the past, updating the stories of Bugs Bunny and associates in a sitcom key, with the rabbit sharing a house with Daffy Duck in a suburb of Los Angeles. All interspersed with sketches by Wile E. Coyote and Road Runner done in CGI and the updated return of the Merrie Melodies. But the big news of the second episode is that LOLA BUNNY RETURNED.

And Lola was a character with some relevance within the series, even if something didn't seem right with her. Lola looked different, she was no longer the rabbit version of the femme fatale seen in Space Jam: she was naive, talkative, with her head in the clouds, crazy to the point of becoming Bugs Bunny's stalker. Bugs after having fallen in love with her at first glance understands on the first date that he absolutely can't stand Lola. She is no longer the Lola we used to know, even if the appearance is similar and the name is the same. Lola is effectively a Looney Tunes now. And the fans like her, the public like her, Warner Bros like her.

(See Lola in The Looney Tunes Show here: X)

But this is a big walk in behind from the indipent character we used to know in Space Jam. Lola was turned into the stereotype of the crazy girlfriend for a while. And this is not a surprise, if we remember that in 2012 were popular the "overly attached girlfriend" meme template. (See here for references: X)

However, in The Looney Toons Show Lola has some very funny moments, while in Space Jam she was more serious and a little out of space among the other characters. (See here for references: X)

3. What women wear when they play basketball?

Women's National Basketball Association was only created in 1996. So, women's basketball were not considered - and still is not considered - as important as men's basketball at the time Space Jam was filmed.

In Space Jam 2 there will be WNBA players with a significant role, for example Diana Taurasi and Nneka Ogwumike.

Professional female athletes aren't that curvy because curves are determined by body fat and they have a little.

As a busty volleyball player, I can say, dear people, breats could be very annoying during sport activities: it could be a pain, when you run or jump. That's because a lot of women wear sport bra to compress and support their breast. Sports bra may also include layered cups or a high neck to keep everything in place and protect from painful hits, so women can be safe and comfortable during workouts.

Female basketball players didn't wear crop-tops and tight shorts to play. They wear exactly what Lola wears in the picture above: long sleeveless tees, large shorts and maybe protective gears such as knee pads, sleeves or braces to reduce chronic pain caused by the immense burden put on the knees in basketball, to prevent bruises caused by collisions and hard fall and to provide support after a significant knee injury like an ACL tear. They could wear also compressive arms sleeves to help muscles that are sore or overworked to recover faster. The sleeve enables your blood flow to circulate quicker to the heart, which helps you heal and recover quicker.

Wow. WNBA wears Exactly what wear NBA players. So surprising.

4. This is only a promotional character sketch, not what Lola would look in the movie.

Space Jam 2 would be developed in CGI and there are a little preview frames going around, included one showing Lola jumping and you can see her breast shape. But she totally looks like a comic cartoon character. It's not humanized. It's not designed to be the sexy love interest. She doesn't look out of space among the others anymore, expecially because seems that there would be also Tweety's Granny and Melissa Duck or Tina Russo as players too.

5. Reality.

Really? You want a human anthropomorphic rabbit? Well, Lola as a rabbit would have something like six nipples, but no human-like breast. And, also, real life girls have ribs. No one in real life is that thin. Oh, well, if you don't considered Pixee Fox, a model who had surgically removed six ribs and wears daily a compressive bust corset (yes, like the one that made Elizabeth Swan faint in the first movie of Pirate of the Caribbean) to look like a cartoon fairy (Tinkerbell, you are the one to blame for this).

(See here for references: X)

In conclusion, we can say that all this controversy is based only on a porny fan art and that Lola “new” graphic isn't change too much from the original Space Jam movie. It's just a little more cartoonish.

We can also firmly remeber that Space Jam 2 is going to be developed for children, to relunch Looney Tunes among new generations of children, who are the largest buyers of merchandising (including Happy Meals surprises) and consumers of new cartoons that surely would be developed, if Space Jam 2 would be a success.

However, we should admit that those kids probably know better the 2011 version of Lola than her original version and that 2011 version was more appreciated by fans and producers. Lola's voice actress, Kristen Wiin won BTVA People's Choice Voice Acting Award in 2012 and was nominated for that prize also about three times in the following years. Also Rachel Ramras, Lola's voice actor was nominated for BTVA People's Choice Voice Acting Award in 2016 for her role in Looney Tunes: Rabbit Run.

We don't know anything about Lola's personality in Space Jam 2, so we can't do a proper comparison or a prevision, but, according to what Malcolm D. Lee said, we can assume that original personality of Lola would be preserved.

The controversy is relevant only for Lola's body and not for her personality, and that's is highly rappresentative of what impressed more this bunch of grow-up kids. They grow up to be like the horny wolves and they are howling because their prey is not available anymore.

And, to be honest, being so obsessed with the breast and the body of a cartoon character (that is clearly made up for kids) it's not sane at all. Sorry to say that, but sometimes people need to drink from a bottle of truth.

[candreloup]

I started to read your work and I absolutely love your writing! So I wanted send a request you could maybe do: A timid and shy hero is sent to fight a rather known cruel and flirty villain. But when the villain sees the hero is afraid of them the villain tries to be a bit more softer maybe even going so far as to comfort said hero who terrified of them.

Thank you so much! Also- HOLY MOLY MY OTHER POST BLEW UP AAA- um, thank you guys so, SO much for all the positive feedback and thank you so much to all the people who re-blogged my post! (I woke up and saw that shtuff and went AaaAAAA) Anyways, here's this ask! ('tis a good one :D)

Villain was sick and tired of waiting. If they were going to send someone to confront Villain, they should have just sent them. It made them angrier than they should have been. Maybe it was the fact that they couldn't have a life because of those so-called "heroes", or maybe it was just that Villain was so tired of being so one-dimensional. Of being whispered about, hated and scorned for something that they weren't. The creepy, sadistic villain sitting in their cold stone lair, waiting for the next victim to be sent in.

Villain was still a human. Not some monster to be taken down and killed, not some corrupt evil genius that only lived to harm- they were a human. But everyone seemed to lose sight of that fact.

A knock startled Villain out of their reverie. "What is it," Villain snapped, bracing themselves for the inevitable blustering "hero" bursting through the door, spouting nonsense about how they were going to take Villain down "once and for all". Instead, the door only creaked open a crack, and a timid voice called, "H-hello?"

Villain couldn't help but be surprised. After all, hadn't it been just yesterday that they had received a message telling them that they were "Finally getting what's coming to you" ? Hadn't they seen over and over the brand of person being sent to them, heard the countless rumors and criticisms being spread behind their backs? But this was different. The shy, quiet voice- albeit rather frightened- was new. Sent to take you down. Ha! Hero didn't seem like they could take down a rabbit. Of course, Villain had learned not to judge by the first impression. Who knew what they had hidden under their sleeves; who knew what could happen if they let their guard down. No, for now Villain would simply wait and watch, letting their instinct guide them.

"U-um, I think... I'm supposed t-to be here?" Hero stammered, still peeking through a tiny crack in the door. Villain sighed. Seems I'll have to be the initiator. Hero cracked open the door a touch more, making a small sound of surprise when they saw Villain striding towards them. "Uh, well- um- I d-don't know w-what I'm su-supposed to b-be doing here..." Villain didn't stop. Instead, they made the final steps to the door, forcing it open despite Hero's desperate attempts to keep it closed to reveal a small black-haired head and wide brown eyes, staring up at Villain in fear.

"Come in," Villain growled. Perhaps a tad too aggressive, as Hero shrunk back even further. "Come in," they said again, this time more gently. "I'm not going to hurt you." Hero looked up at Villain's face again, obviously trying to figure out if Villain was telling the truth.

God, they were so transparent it was almost a joke. Villain could almost see the gears turning in their head, see the thought process of "should I trust them?". "Well, don't just stand there," Villain said, getting frustrated with holding the door open. "Come in." When Hero still remained in place, Villain sighed in frustration and pulled Hero into the room. "I told you, I won't hurt you. Here, I'll leave the door open. There. Happy?" Hero's eyes darted nervously around the room, observing and finally landing on the open door. "No. You,"-Villain pointed at Hero- "There." Villain gestured to a couch. "Let's talk."

It was only after a few minutes of Villain talking and too much awkward silence that Hero finally spoke up.

"So... what are you here for? And don't say you don't know. I know you know why you're here. You can't fool me with your feeble attempts at lying."

"Well, I think... they told me to just, uh, come here? And um, well..." Hero glanced nervously at Villain, clearly afraid to finish their sentence. Villain just gestured at Hero to continue. Hero gulped nervously and finished, "They told me to try and kill you." The last words rang out in the empty room, echoing into silence.

"And what do you think?" Villain said softly.

"W-well, I think... maybe you're not such a bad person? And, I don't really know... why? I-I mean, I've heard lots of bad things about you... But, you don't, you know, seem... that bad...?" Hero trailed off, looking down at their feet.

Villain didn't know what to make of Hero. They were so strange, so... different. They came into Villain's lair like a frightened bunny, shaking and stammering and hiding behind doors. They were transparent, naïve and innocent. How the hell did they end up working for the organization? And yet, the change was a welcome one. It felt good, to be finally recognized as something more than just a "villain". To be finally acknowledged as maybe a little more than just a 1d caricature of a person. It was refreshing. And made Villain feel too possessive than they were comfortable with.

"V-villain?"

Villain looked up at Hero again.

"U-um, sorry- you weren't... talking a lot... Did I say something wrong?" Hero looked concerned. Yet another surprise. Villain stared at them for a second before bursting into laughter. Loud, clear laughter that filled the room and lasted for much longer than it should have. "W-wait! Why- Why are you laughing? Villain?"

As Villain's laughter died down and they wiped away tears, still having small bursts of chuckling to themselves, they noticed Hero's clearly confused face. "Um... Why did you laugh? What was so funny?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing." Concern. What a joke. As if a hero coming from the organization could be concerned for the person they were going to kill. That they'd met literally a few minutes ago. The thought made Villain want to laugh again. But for some reason, looking at Hero, the concern felt genuine. They could almost believe that Hero was actually concerned. Almost.

Don't let your guard down, Villain. You never know.

"Villain?" Hero hesitantly raised their hand as if to try and touch something. Then put it down again. "Um, Villain?"

Villain was instantly on their guard, preparing for some sort of attack. "Yes?" they asked warily, waiting for Hero to completely change personality or whip out some sort of secret weapon. Instead, what Hero said caught Villain completely off-guard.

"Um, could I... touch your hair?"

"What?"

Hero went into overdrive explanation mode. "Uh, I know it's a really weird request but, I mean, I just thought- your hair looked- I mean, I think your hair looks really soft, and I just kind of- I mean, maybe I shouldn't have said that but-" Villain cut Hero off.

"Sure." Hero froze for a second. Villain couldn't help but laugh to themselves at Hero's dumbstruck look. I don't even know honestly if they can kill me, even if they tried. "You can touch my hair."

Hero reached out a hand hesitantly. "A-are you sure? I know it's a really weird question..." Villain grabbed Hero's wrist and pulled it towards their head.

"I told you, go ahead."

Hero reached out, softly patting Villain on the head. Villain had a thought as Hero started to touch their head with both hands. What the fuck am I doing? Am I a cat? But that thought left their mind as Hero started to move closer, playing with Villain's hair.

"It's so soft," Hero said, mesmerized. "Um... can I braid your hair?"

A few moments later Villain was lying in Hero's lap as they braided Villain's hair. How did I get here? Seriously... Oh well. Hero's gentle touch and their warmth made Villain drowsy, all suspicious thoughts driven out of their head. If they really wanted to try to kill me, they would have done it a long time ago. Anyways, it felt good, letting their guard down in front of someone. Even if they died here, it would be worth it. This little bit of peace felt heavenly, the soft sound of Hero humming sending Villain slowly to sleep. It was worth it.

The room was cold, full of the quiet sounds of technology working. In the screen in front of them they could see Villain's face, eyes slowly closing. "Who knew the mighty Villain could be taken down so easily by such a simple trap?" A voice echoed through the room, coming from the figure sitting in a chair in front of the large control panel taking up much of the space. Who knew indeed. All along, the only thing they had to do to completely take Villain off their guard was that fool of a Hero, so stupidly naïve and innocent. It was so easy it was almost laughable. Villain, lying in someone's lap and letting them braid their hair? Ha! And yet, a little bit of stammering later and they had exactly what they wanted. God, they were both so predictable. So easy to manipulate. So stupid.

[strawbunniiee]

A Girl and a Ghost Ch. 3: The King’s Revenge

SOOOOO this is the part where the plot thickens :)

if anybody else wants me to tag them in these chapters so you know when they come out i will gladly do so andksnkfs

hope you enjoy! ive had tons of fun with writing these :D

dont mind me, just lettin my frendos know that this is a thing skfnkdjf

@salamifuposey @monsterbride99 aaAAA when i initially posted this i COMPLETELY forgot to do this a a a a a sorry

King Boo was furious.

How could that peasant, that foul impure abomination of a Boo do this to his beloved crown? It contained his power, it was so incredibly important to him...

And that filthy little purple haired brat! How could she so carelessly throw a rock at him like that?

He plopped his body down in a chair and marinated in his own rage for a few minutes.

After a few moments of enraged silence, he spoke.

"...I have got to get my revenge on those two. But... how will I do it?"

King Boo began to brainstorm a way to get the ghost Rabbid and his little idiot friend in hot water.

"Torture? No, no... one of them is a ghost. It wouldn't hurt him... Torture could be done with the little nuisance however. Perhaps a bit of childhood trauma will teach her not to mess with the wrong people." he thought aloud.

He spent almost fifteen whole minutes thinking of gruesome ways to get back at them, until it finally struck him.

"...Oooh, I know. I know exactly what to do now. It'll mostly affect that bloated rabbit, but I can still do some damage to his moronic pipsqueak pal."

He grinned maliciously and floated towards the doors of his manor.

"I'm about to open up some old wounds of yours, Tommy." he said to himself.

———

Meanwhile, Phantom was racing through the sky with Jawaii in his arms, panicking. He would never let King Boo lay his foul hands on her.

They were both absolutely dead silent the whole time until Jawaii opened her mouth.

"...Do you know that guy?"

Phantom halted for a moment and looked down at the young alien he held. "...Yes, I do, but I don't think I would like to go into detail at the moment. We have a very... rough history, I will say."

"Oh... I get it. It's okay, I won't pry. I understand." Jawaii said.

"Just remember that if King Boo ever tries to hurt us, I'll make sure he will regret it for the rest of his days." promised the Rabbid ghost. "I swear on it."

Phantom resumed his flight and soared down to the ground safely. He gently set her down in the grass.

"That was actually really fun! We should do that again sometime! ...without being scared off by an evil ghost, obviously. That would just make it less fun." said Jawaii.

"I'm glad you were entertained, I suppose... King Boo is quite intimidating. And rude." said Phantom.

Jawaii put her hands on her hips. "Well, yeah! I mean, he made fun of your weight! No friend of mine is getting made fun of like that!"

Phantom laughed a bit. "Oh, don't worry, I wasn't that harmed by that statement. I er, get that all the time."

She frowned. "Why do people tease you about that, that's dumb! Besides, I think you're perfect just the way you are!" She gave him a hug.

He hugged back and smiled. "Awww... thank you. I was born like this, I can't help it you see."

"You're a giant fluffy singing ghost bunny with a mustache, I have no idea how anybody could hate THAT! Cuz I don't."

"Oh, don't make me blush from all of these compliments!" said Phantom, smiling.

Jawaii jokingly grinned evilly. "Never. I'm gonna shower you in compliments 'til you DROWN!"

She cackled maniacally as she began relentlessly saying nice things about him with Phantom begging her to stop. Soon, it became a full-on flattery war to see who could out-compliment the other. They had a grand old time.

Eventually, the sun began to set.

"Oh yikes, I better get home. I had no idea we stayed out here for so long! Mom is probably having a heart attack as we speak!" said Jawaii.

Phantom was quite alarmed, his ears sprung up in worry and concern. "She's having a what?! Oh, poor child, I hope your mother is all right..."

She burst out laughing hysterically.

"Wh-what's so funny? I thought your mother was dying!"

"No, dummy! That was an exaggeration, I meant that she's probably WORRIED about me!" Jawaii continued giggling like a maniac.

"Ah. I see now... Thank you for correcting me!" Phantom joined in on the laughter.

They got themselves together after a moment.

"Oh yeah, mind if you could fly me over to my house..? We're kinda far away from home." said Jawaii.

"Of course!" Phantom replied happily.

Jawaii climbed on his back and the two flew home.

———

After flying back to town, Phantom gently set Jawaii down in front of her home.

"See you soon, my friend. I enjoyed showing you around Spooky Trails today!" said Phantom.

"Cya tomorrow Phantom! I had a good day today too!" She ran up to him and gave him one last hug.

She walked up to her door and waved goodbye to Phantom. He waved back.

"Moooom! I'm hoooome!"

Jawaii's stepmother Stella ran in.

"Oh, Jawaii! Thank goodness you're all right! I was so worried, where were you?"

"Sorry I came home late! But I spent today with a friend of mine."

Stella had a look of pleasant surprise on her face. "You made a friend? That's so wonderful! I know you haven't really ever had any friends, honey, I'm so happy to hear that you finally made one!" She smiled.

Jawaii grinned. "Yeah! I'll tell you allllll about him! He's the best."

They sat down at the dinner table with the food Stella made.

Jawaii dug into her mashed potatoes and ate it like a wild animal that had nothing to eat for the past 3 weeks.

"Honey, chew slowly. I don't want you choking!" said Stella.

"Sorry, Mom..." Jawaii said, frowning.

"It's okay. I don't want you in the hospital or anything, especially after you just made a new friend!"

"Oh, I've known him for a while, actually. We've been hanging out together a lot!" she smiled, her mouth still full of food.

"...Jawaii, sweetie, don't talk with food in your mouth.“

"Oh yeah! Sorry again Mom.."

"Anyways, that's why you've been out so much lately? I'm so happy for you, Jawaii!" Stella smiled.

Jawaii gulped down some water. "Yep! I'm glad I'm his friend too!"

They spent dinner talking about all of the fun adventures she and Phantom had gone on.

Jawaii however, conveniently left out any mention of them being in danger, she wouldn't want to worry her stepmother of course!

"Oh yeah! I meant to ask you this, but I got totally sidetracked but where's Dad? And where's Hakai?" asked Jawaii.

"Your father is out destroying planets again, and your sister is having a sleepover with some friends of hers." said Stella.

"Ohhhh. Wonder why Dad's out so late. Hope he's alright."

"I'm sure he's fine, hon."

Jawaii had another sister though, and her name was Roe. She went to a boarding school and wasn't home most of the time.

She stretched and yawned. "Hey Mom, I think I'm gonna hit the hay today."

Stella gave her a small look of surprise. "Oh! You are? Usually you're quite a night owl. Maybe you're just tired from all your little adventures with Phantom."

Jawaii smiled. "Yeah. Maybe. Anyways, g'night Mom! Love ya, don't let the bed bugs bite."

Stella gave Jawaii a hug. "Aww, good night sweetie. Love you too.”

Jawaii ran upstairs, changed into her nightgown, brushed her teeth and jumped into bed, quickly falling asleep after her long, tiring but fun day.

———

That same night, the Mushroom Kingdom was as quiet as ever when it was nighttime. The once colorful, cheerful inviting land was deathly silent, almost hauntingly so.

Princess Peach was safely tucked in her bed, sleeping peacefully.

But little did the sleeping princess know, this would not remain for long.

King Boo had finally made it to the castle after venturing there to exact his revenge. He knew how dearly Phantom loved Peach. Breaking them apart forever would be the ultimate punishment for stepping on his turf. He knew that either way, the plan would work. If Phantom didn't come to the manor, him and Peach would be separated forever. If he did, however, it would give the vengeful king the chance to trap him and Jawaii in his manor, to torture them and possibly even kill them somehow.

He knew he could kill Jawaii, that was no problem, but Phantom...? Could he possibly do it again? ...No, he's a ghost now. He can't be killed again. But the king knew that even if he couldn't die, he could still make him suffer for as long as he wanted. Possibly even for eternity.

He phased through the castle walls, not having any of the guards notice him. Then, he finally found her room. There Peach slept, defenseless, ready for the taking.

In the blink of an eye, he snatched her from her bed.

Peach immediately woke up and let out a shrill scream of horror, alerting the Toads guarding her door.

But it was too late. He had already burst out her window with her and was headed straight towards his mansion.

———

Tap, tap, tap.

Jawaii woke up very late that night to a tapping sound she heard at her window. She went over to it to find one of the Peek-A-Boos she had met in Spooky Trails, tapping away at her window.

"Hey... aren't you that kid who Phantom is friends with?"

Jawaii rubbed her eye and yawned. "Yeah. Why do you ask? And how are you at my house anyway?"

The Peek-A-Boo had a somber expression on his face. "Well... I have to tell you some... bad news."

Jawaii was horrified of what was about to come out of his mouth next. Did something terrible happen to Phantom?

"His love, Princess Peach was kidnapped by King Boo. And... Phantom is gone. He went off to go save her. Knowing King Boo, Phantom may not come back in one piece. ...The other Rabbids told me it was best to go tell you. That way, you would know where he is. You deserve to know..."

Jawaii was devastated. How could this happen?

She knew she had to save him. And if she couldn't save him... then she wouldn't let him suffer alone.

"...No. I'm not going to let this happen to him."

The Peek-A-Boo was taken aback in surprise by Jawaii's response. "...I dunno if you should go. You're only a kid. You could get seriously hu-"

"I don't care." said Jawaii.

She jumped into her closet and changed into her usual clothes, grabbed a lantern and ran out of the house and into the black, haunted forest that she met Phantom in.

[deathtriangles]

I've got a fun game for you to play! Book an AEW trios tournament with RANDOM TEAMS! Put the AEW roster into a random generator and generate trios teams with 1 woman and 2 men. Even more fun - put the managers in too and generate managers for the teams! Then, deduce who you think would win and why! Have fun!

THIS SOUNDS SO FREAKING FUN AND I AM HERE FOR THIS !!!!! LETS GO !!!! ✨✨✨ So for this, I’ve randomly generated 16 teams ~ each has 2 men, a woman and a manager as requested~ As for who i think would win, I, as a lover of a good babyface team, am going with TEAM 4 !!! 👀

TEAM 1 : Angelico, Wardlow & Diamante, managed by Matt Hardy: OKAY THIS IS PRETTY BADASS!!!!! With Matt Hardy managing them, this would be a heel team for sure!

TEAM 2 : Matt Jackson, Serena Deeb & Chuckie T, managed by Jake Roberts: OMG this is a far cry from Lance for poor old Jake the Snake!!! 😂 I feel like Jake’s role as manager would basically be that one grumpy grandad at all the school meets. A face team which Jake would want to be a heel team

TEAM 3 : Stu Grayson, The Butcher & Riho, managed by Arn Anderson: this is even more random than the last one LMFAO !!!! would pop for riho and stu doing their flying moves off of the butcher’s shoulders! like jake arn is just looking at his team like 👁👄👁 A face team for sure, as the sweet Stu and Riho melt the Butcher’s hard exterior and let him have fun!

TEAM 4 : Jon Moxley, John Silver & Yuka Sakazaki, managed by Billy Gunn: FAVOURITE TEAM SO FAR I STAN THESE 4 !!!! this team , especially with lovable goofballs Yuka and Silver, is so freaking fun! Billy would be like that dad who cheers his kiddos on with everything he has ! 🥺🥺🥺 A proper baybface team who i would book TO WIN for the lovable goofballs to come out on top!

TEAM 5 : Cody Rhodes, Alan Angels & Nyla Rose, managed by Sting: OKAY BUT NYLA BULLYING FIVE WOULD BE SO FUNNY !!!! A proper tweener team, Cody and Nyla butt heads all the time while poor Five is stuck in the middle. Would definitely go out of the tournament early due to bad teamwork dynamics costing them the opening match

TEAM 6 : Pac, Cash Wheeler & Thunder Rosa, managed by Taz: THIS TEAM IS F*CKING BADASS!!!!!!! A trio of absolute asskickers with the baddest manager!!!  Cash would like Pac since even though he flips, he uses a lot more fists nowadays! A tweener team who just wants to kick ass and take names and this philosphy will lead them to the finals, but sadly not to the win.

TEAM 7 : MJF, Luchasaurus & Kris Statlander, managed by Vickie Guerrero: MJF IN BIZARRO WORLD BASICALLY ! 😂 mans forced to team with a dinosaur, a cougar and a freaking alien. He would pull a Mox from Episode 3 and just flip them off and leave. Wouldn’t make it far. 

TEAM 8 : Dax Harwood, Miro & Red Velvet, managed by Tully Blanchard: Dax keeps his manager !!! A heel team with Velvet outnumbered in the dynamics and she leaves the trio early in the tournament, therefore forfeiting their place, because the team keeps using dirty tactics to get ahead.

TEAM 9 : Rey Fenix, Orange Cassidy & Jade Cargill, managed by Reba: OMG THIS IS RANDOM BUT AMAZING ! 😂 orange takes every opportunity to not get involved. the reba scream haunts everyone. think they’re a heel team but in reality they’re a face team 💅🏻

TEAM 10 : Hangman, Brian Cage & Tay Conti, managed by Paul Wight: This is a babyface team of badasses as well !!! PLUS tay and hangman can technically recreate the buckshot/v-trigger combo! 🥺 their teamwork would take them far, likely to the semis!

TEAM 11 : Chris Jericho, The Blade & Dr Britt Baker D.M.D., managed by Don Callis: A BUNCHA CARNIES !!!! Chris and Britt together is lit as anything, gotta love the role models~ ofc they would come in to Callis’ amazing IMPACT entrance music

TEAM 12: Lance Archer, Sonny Kiss & Anna Jay, managed by Jerry Lynn: Sonny and Anna being together is EVERYTHING !!!!! lance doesn’t care as long as everybody dies. jerry is the wholesome dad. babyfaces for sure

TEAM 13 : Brandon Cutler, Jungle Boy & Penelope Ford, managed by The Bunny: What happens when a D&D Geek, Tarzan, a psycho bunny and Penelope meet in a bar ??? weird team for sure but honestly it could work! At least penelope got her book club bestie there

TEAM 14 : Kenny Omega, Evil Uno & Big Swole, managed by -1: VIDEO GAME DORKSSSS !!!! Swole better be organising their cosplay gear is all I’m saying !!!! 

TEAM 15 : Eddie Kingston, Penta El Zero M & Maki Itoh, managed by Tony Schiavone: I’M CREASING THE WAR BETWEEN EDDIE AND TONY CONTINUES 😂 maki sings over every promo the team cuts for her simps. a fun comedy team for sure, with some heat from the former best friends Eddie and Penta!

TEAM 16 : Powerhouse Hobbs, Ricky Starks & Hikaru Shida, managed by Excalibur: THEY DID THE DEAL!!!! Amazing luck that Ricky and Hobbs get paired together and Shida is badass enough to carry any team. Would make it far for sure~

[moderate-brainrot]

the new killer is hot but wtf 🤨

In my newest essay I will address many many things that have to do with Ji-Woon, DBD’s new killer !

A lot of people don’t like this new killer, and I understand why. HOWEVER, I feel like most of the reasons people don’t like him are for reasons that literally shouldn’t determine anything about your opinion regarding him.

For example, I understand when people say that he is exactly like legion, at least the first release of legion. If you weren’t around let me sum it up.

Legion used to work like this:

You stab a survivor once, and you can stab them again and again while still in frenzy until the deep wound bar is empty and they go down. It was very broken if you carried duration addons. Deep Wound doesn’t work like this anymore, if the survivor is already deeply wounded, you could stab them 30 times in the frenzy and they still wouldn’t go down, that way you at least give them a chance to mend.

The Trickster works similarly. So I completely agree that the mechanic is unoriginal. But I don’t think that warrants the kinds of things people say about him. Other people also think his weapon is too flashy, and I have to agree. It feels like the projectiles idea was last second or rushed. It’s just sort of thrown into his story, and also they are just... too neon and kinda really ugly. But! I still like him! I think he has potential! I imagine it is also going to be similar to legion where they will definitely have to change a lot of things about Ji-Woon around until there is something that’s more polished.

To be honest I only have a couple complaints about him. my only gripes are that he has an actual voice that speaks words which no other hunter gets :( ,, in his running animation he leans too far forward, and it’s.. uncomfortable to look at....... if you were to run like that in real life you would actually fall on your face, last complaint is that his projectiles and the way they work is kinda.....ringing familiar bells. The legion bell! and that’s not good, But that’s really it.

I’m going to talk about the other kind of bullshit now. I’ll just put things I’ve heard and then why it’s stupid asf

“The weebs are drooling!1!1”

I lose years off of my life when I hear people say this. He is quite literally not Japanese so this is stupid to say. It makes me so mad when they say this shit it’s so annoying.

“They put anime in dbd!1!1!”“They put K-Pop in dbd!11!1”

Again! He is not Japanese. I also say people say this when Rin and Yui were first put in the game which... I’m glad i wasn’t around for that. Just because an Asian person is included doesn’t mean they are fucking anime. It’s literally just racism !

The K-Pop thing makes me mad as well. Don’t call him a BTS member??? PLEASE???? He hated K-pop, literally killed his group because it( as in, the other members’ shallow nature made them more likable to the audience than him which made him envious enough to leave them to burn in the fire) , and until his fame was declining, he strictly made literal anti-pop, outlandish songs that were dark in nature, and produced with the screams of his murder victims hidden in the music, HAS BTS DONE THAT SHIT????? I’m pretty sure it’s just people generalizing because they’re racist and think that any Korean person IS K-pop but? It doesn’t even make sense with his story. Ji-Woon is LITERALLY the opposite of K-Pop so please PLEASE :( STOP IT

*uses they/them pronouns for him even though he is only ever referred to with he/him*

I know exactly why they do this shit too, it’s because they think he’s not masculine enough to be a man!1!1!1 (he/him) but he doesn’t have boobies so they can’t say he’s a woman1!1!1 (she/her) so they fucking put him in the middle ! Bro ! He literally is only ever referred to with he/him . There is no reason to do this shit . Just say you don’t think he’s manly enough and go

“He looks like a survivor”/ “He looks like a normal dude, not a killer”

Well, yeah. Of course he’s going to look human, because he is still human. Every single killer WAS a person before meeting the entity. It’s why they vary in height and personality, they too were human(or still are depending on how you feel about that). I mean, some of the killers (not many) retained a humanistic form when entering the realm of the entity, for example, Huntress (marry me), Trapper, Legion, and Clown remained relatively human like. I don’t know if they pick their form, I doubt it, but if they did, OF COURSE THE SUPER SELF OBSESSED, VAIN, EGOTISTICAL IDOL WOULD FUCKING HAVE HIS IMAGE PRESERVED IN THE REALM!!!!!! I notice that when people say this, what they mean to say is that he looks out of place. Which is a whole tangent that I will not go on.

Saying that any one of the killers is out of place is really dumb. You have to keep in mind that the entity is simply gathering evil potential for its game, a cat to chase the mice. If it were looking for evil from every corner of the world, don’t you think they would stumble upon an idol at one point or another? Hell, in an actual fleshed out dbd lore there would probably be some killer who just looks like a guy.. wearing a blue shirt and jeans with a small beard that looks like a survivor because GUESS WHAT??? EVIL DOESNT HAVE A LOOK! There’s a chance you’ve met murderers in real life and didn’t even know because how would you? They look like normal ass people. The entity looks over the whole globe, from different points in time, looking for any hint of malice. Eventually there would have to be some idol from Korea. Besides, if all the killers looked similar or of the same nature that would be hella boring

“He isn’t scary enough”

A lot of people say that he isn’t scary and he doesn’t necessarily have to be. A lot of the killers in dbd, if not most of them, aren’t scary AT ALL. Trapper isn’t scary, Huntress isn’t scary, Blight isn’t scary, I mean, NONE OF THEM ARE REALLY SCARY? People will say “it’s supposed to be a horror game” but ? Not really. It’s an action survival game with horrific elements which is why it has the survival horror genre on steam. Otherwise, how so is it a horror game? It hasn’t been, it never really was. It has funny accessories and outfits you can collect, LEGION CAN LITERALLY WEAR A BUNNY COSTUME AND CLOWN CAN WEAR AN ELEPHANT ONE, WITH FUCKING GOOGLY EYES. I DONT THINK ITS REALLY A HORROR GAME.

Okay end of rant! let me summarize!

I like the new killer, the concept is super cool with his backstory and all. I think his perks and design are cool, I only have a couple of complaints, but overall I think he’s neat! However, people need to fuckimg chill with the lowkey racism and lowkey gender roles !!!!!!!

that will be all !

*curtsies and then bows and does a backflip off the stage, AND THEN breaks my neck*

end note: HE WIMKS AT YOU IN THE LOBBY :D HEART SO HAPPY!!!!!!!

[reinhartiisms]

@sprousec

Cole: had just washed his hands and was beginning to knead the pasta dough that he'd just made. Well he'd made it earlier in the day and it had been resting while he and Lili went out shopping. "What kind of sauce do you feel like? I can make spaghetti, carbonara, alfredo? Any requests?" He asked Lili, getting out the pasta maker from the cupboard and beginning to turn the dough through it. The living room almost looked like a bomb had gone off in it with all the baby items they'd bought during their shopping trip and with that it really made it feel real that they were going to be having a child in just a few months. The onesies and clothing was tiny and they could add it to the tiny bunny that he and Lili had brought at christmas time. "Do you want something to drink?" He asked Lili.

Lili was busy putting away the bags her and Cole had collected over a long day of shopping when she heard Cole's question. "I'm not really in the mood for a specific noodle or sauce," she smiled at him. "Surprise me." She was too focused on trying to notate down what all they had and what all they still needed to get. It was funny how with all these bags, it looked like they had everything they needed but Lili knew they hadn't even scratched at the surface. Babies needed a lot. "Wine," she answered him wryly but let out a wistful sigh. Wine. God, she missed wine and she wasn't even a big drinker. "Water is fine." Closing her Notes app on her phone, Lili straightened up and made her way into the kitchen to join them. "Is there anything I can do to help?" She asked, swinging her legs over the counter and sitting up on the top.

Cole: "Ooh fun, I could go really out there then" He probably wouldn't though. Lili was a bit of a pickier eater and he wanted to make something that she would actually want to eat, especially since she was pregnant and he knew she needed to keep her calories up, although not by too much. Once the pasta was finished and into nice long lengths of spaghetti, Cole put it into the bubbling water so it could cook. He pulled the ingredients out of the fridge for pesto sauce and began making that. It wouldn't take too long and hopefully Lili would like it. It had parmesan in it and you couldn't really go wrong with cheese. He looked up when Lili answered his next question and Cole gave her a smile, pushing a glass of water towards her. "You can probably have non alcoholic wines, we should try some one day if you want"

Lili wrinkled her nose and gave Cole a pout. "Oh please, there's no point of wine if it's non-alcoholic. That's like sugar free candy or dairy free ice cream. It's a crime." She picked up the glass and sipped from it, watching as he cooked. With the sleeves of his shirt rolled up and his dark hair all frizzy from the heat of the kitchen, he was painting an attractive picture. It was pretty unfair. Lili squeezed her legs together at the thought and took a more vigorous swig of water. Damn baby hormones. If she wasn't crying while reading sad poems, she was getting all hot and bothered about her very unavailable ex. "So seriously, nothing I can do to help?" Lili asked, needing a distraction. "No stirrer needed? Cheese grater? Pepper shaker?"

Cole: "I mean, it'll still taste the same, it's just not got the same effects. But I get what you mean" Cole told her. She was right. It was sort of pointless, especially since most people liked the buzz they got form alcohol. Once the pasta was cooked, Cole put it to drain in the sink and then got out two bowls, the sauce was ready and he was just going to add the two of them together. "Nope, i'm all done" he answered, putting a bowl in front of the two seats at the island and then offering Lili a hand so she could get down and they could sit next to one another and eat dinner together. "What do you think?" He asked, starting on his own bowl of pasta.

Lili "Ah, once again, I am useless," Lili joked and took Cole's hand as he helped her off the counter. The dinner smelled delicious, as always. Before she could sit down, she poured herself some water and then grabbed some bread that Cole still had saved from a previous grocery store venture. It may not have been freshly baked, hot out of the oven in Italy but it'd pair nicely with the pasta. She dipped her bread in the sauce and took a bite, nodding her head. "Delicious, as always. I really need to up my cooking game." Lili had gotten a lot better over the years but she didn't get too experimental in the kitchen and tended to stick with safe dishes. "Thanks for cooking for me," she gave him a smile. "Otherwise I would've eaten something really shitty from Postmates and felt awful afterwards."

Cole: "Oh stop it, you are not. I just didn't have anything for you to do is all" Lili most definitely wasn't useless. Cole just often didn't need too much help. Pasta was easy to make and it didn't take long to cook so there really hadn't been much for anyone to do. "Welcome. It's pretty easy and most food isn't hard, you just have to be ready to fail the first few times you make a dish until you get it right" Pasta was really the only thing that Cole was super good at cooking, everything else was a bit of a gamble on whether or not it would turn out right. "Well I'm glad you stayed for dinner then. Although postmates isn't too bad, I don't think. Depending on what you get"

Lili "I don't typically get healthy food." Lili was doing a lot better eating wise when it came to being pregnant, but it was hard to avoid fries and milkshakes when they were so readily available to you. Her biggest craving lately had been chicken wings washed down with some orange soda and that wasn't exactly what the doctor recommended. She twirled some pasta around her fork and after taking a big bite of it, swallowed with her water. "Maybe you can teach me some," she asked Cole, taking another bite. "You won't always be here to cook for Brooklyn and I'd like to give her some of Dad's favorites when it's my night to have her."

Cole: Cole just continued eating his pasta as Lili spoke. At least she was aware she wasn't eating the best food and it probably wasn't enough to really do anything. "Yeah? I could definitely do that. It's really easy so i'm sure you'd have no trouble making them" Cole had learnt most of his pasta making skills from his dad who made the best pasta Cole had ever had. His Dad had learnt in Italy when he'd lived there before Cole was born so it was no wonder his Dad's skills were that good. "Yeah we're definitely screwed if she doesn't like pasta" Cole joked, drinking from his cup of water. "Not that we have to worry about that for a while at least"

Lili "Sounds good," Lili smiled at Cole. As helpful as Cole was being throughout her entire pregnancy, Lili knew that eventually she'd have to stop depending on him. They were going to be parents together, but she was going to be a single mother nevertheless. She couldn't lean on Cole to provide everything for her or for Brooklyn. "As long as she's not vegan, that's all that matters. Mads keeps telling her that meat is evil and if our baby comes out wanting only organic mush, I'm gonna make Mads change every dirty diaper." Lili smirked at Cole as she said this and took another bite. "But I'm guessing the only thing she'll want is milk for a while so you're right, we've got time." Lili just hoped breastfeeding wasn't the nightmare it seemed to be for other women.

Cole: "It does. Although I don't think babies can be vegan anyways right? If you're breastfeeding then they're still getting milk from something. Unless they have soy formula or whatever" So long as Brooklyn was happy and healthy then that was all Cole could really have wanted and he was just going to support whatever Lili wanted to do as best he could. This was a whole other ball game that they'd really have to learn about, pregnancy was one thing but everything that came after Brooklyn was born was something else entirely. They could just take it all as it came. After his bowl was finished and Cole had drained the last of the water from his cup, he stood up, stacking the dishwasher with whatever he could fit inside it. "So, do you want me to walk you home? Or..you could stay? You can borrow some clothes and we can sort though the bags we got earlier?" He offered.

Lili "Sshh." Lili placed her hand over Cole's mouth, dramatically widening her eyes. "No more v word around this child. Too much damage has been done already." She gave Cole a little wink and as she saw him standing to collect the dishes, handed hers over. She felt comfortably full. Draining the last of her water, Lili stood up and watched as Cole bent down to put away the dishes. Domestic. So domestic. Daddy Cole vibes already..it really wasn't fair. She let out a little sigh and pointed towards the bathroom as he began to ask her a question. "I think I'm just gonna freshen myself up." She wanted to brush her teeth so she didn't have pasta breath and her cheeks could use some cold water to wake her up to reality. Her and Cole were /friends/. Just f r i e n d s. She shut the bathroom door behind her, splashed her face with some water, and squeezed some toothpaste on her finger as she scrubbed her teeth. Stupid Cole being so sweet and charming and sexy and domestic.

Cole: "Alright" Cole chuckled and filled the dishwasher with Lili's dishes before turning it on and beginning to give the hand wash only dishes a quick scrub to put onto the drying rack. "Okay" He nodded at Lili's next words and watched her leave. He still wasn't sure if she was planning on going anywhere or whether she wanted to stay over. Something that seemed to be happening more and more lately. Cole didn't mind. It was a lot nicer than being alone in bed all the time and Lili seemed to sleep well at his place so he was happy that she seemed to be getting some rest which was always a good thing. Walking into his own room and shutting the door, Cole changed out of his jeans and into some sweats, swapping his jumper for a plain singlet. The heater was blasting in the apartment so Cole didn't feel like he needed much else. He left some clothes out that Lili could change into if she wanted and then moved into the lounge room. Most of the baby things were sorted by where they'd been bought but Cole was going to make piles of what they had, clothes, blankets, gadgets etc just so they'd be able to sort them easily later.

Lili didn't immediately leave the restroom. She snooped a little. Opening up Cole's bathroom cabinet, she snorted at the pack of condoms, unscrewed some tops of colognes and smelled them, and nodded approvingly at the skincare products Chrissy had sent him. He was keeping up with his skin care regime, good boy. It wasn't until Lili figured Cole would think that she fell into the toilet that she finally washed her hands one last time for good measure, and opened the door. She could see into Cole's bedroom and saw that he had laid out some clothes for her. Sweet. Incredibly annoying that he was being so attentive and sweet and emotionally unavailable to her but..sweet. She shed her clothes and slipped on his shirt, seeing that it fell mid thigh and deciding to skip the sweats. It was too hot in his apartment anyways. She ran a hand through her hair and tousled it before coming back out to see Cole looking through the bags. "Whatcha doing?" She asked him, leaning against the doorframe of his living room.

Cole: "Cole hadn't even realised Lili had left the bathroom so when she spoke from just to the side of him, Cole just about jumped out of his skin, placing a hand on his heart "You gave me a heart attack" He told her with a smile, "And I'm sorting making piles in the bags of what we have. I figured if we had a different bag for a different category then when we got shopping later, it'll be easier to sort through that way as well. We're definitely going to need some more clothes probably but I think we did pretty good today" At least they had a few of the basic necessities. He looked up to Lili as he spoke his last few words, taking note of her outfit. She looked...hot in his t-shirt. She always had. Lili being in his clothes had always been a turn on and it had been endless when they had been dating. It was different now, especially that she was pregnant but she still looked just as good in his shirts, bump and all.

Lili bit her lip, laughing. "Sorry, scaredy pants," she teased. She hadn't known Cole was that deep in concentration. She straightened up and went to go sit down next to him, seeing the careful piles and arrangements he had already made. It wasn't something she was very interested in but she still perused through them, remembering what they had bought. "I feel like clothes are tricky because who knows how big she'll be and how much she'll grow," Lili told him as she carefully folded a onesie she had picked up and then placed back in the bag. "And some stuff we can order. I saw a few cribs I liked and bookmarked, I'll show you later. But I think we got a lot of essentials." They had almost everything that was needed on the 'baby's first checklist' PDF Lili had found and printed. She glanced back up to see Cole staring at her and she smiled. "What are you looking at?"

Cole: “Yeah we don’t know how big she’ll be but I don’t think she’ll be huge. Maybe long” Cole was pretty tall and Lili wasn’t super short so it was probably easy to assume that Brooklyn could possibly fall somewhere in the middle. His cheeks flushed when he realised Lili was looking at him and Cole had been too intent on looking at her to realise. He could’ve said ‘nothing and waved off an excuse but it felt like Lili had already caught him. “Just you” he told her honestly and moved closer to press a kiss to her lips. When he pulled away, his cheeks were redder still. “Sorry, just ignore I ever did that” Cole didn’t really think Lili would mind but it was a dangerous game to play with both their feelings.

Lili closed her eyes as Cole moved in to kiss her. It was both expected and unexpected; she recognized his soft looks, but he didn't normally go past more than sweet words when it came to them lately. Cole was much more restrained than Lili was. When he pulled back, she licked her lips and shook her head. "You can't apologize for kissing me," she told him with furrowed brows and then moved into kiss him again. "You either want to kiss me or you don't. Make up your mind, Cole." Lili's tone was teasing but they both knew the serious undertone of her statement. It also didn't help that Cole smelled really good and was really warm and that Lili's fingers were now moving through his longer strands of hair as she got closer to his face than she had in a while. "But if you're not going to kiss me, I'm going home because I am so damn horny and you're not helping by being..you."

Cole: “Yes I can. I just did” Cole smirked and shut his eyes as Lili moved to kiss him again. It was a struggle constantly for Cole to not kiss Lili, especially as he always wanted to, much much more than what he ended up acting on. “I always want to kiss you” He told her. One of his hands was moving down her back, the soft of his shirt coupled with the warmth of her skin was making it hard to stop. “Don’t worry, I intend on finishing what I started” He replied, moving in to kiss her once again.

Lili "You're talking too much," Lili said before Cole shut her up with his mouth. As much as Lili loved what Cole had to say, she wanted less talking, more kissing. His hands pressed against her and the feeling of him going to take off the shirt she was wearing made Lili moan and she just kissed him that much harder. /Finally/. It had been so long since they had last done this and the relief Lili felt at just being touched by him made her want to cry. Nobody made her feel as good or as loved or as wanted by Cole and consequences of hooking up be damned - she had an itch to scratch and Cole was finally going to make it go away.

Cole: Lili’s shirt or rather Cole’s shirt that Lili had been wearing had come off rather quickly and once his mission of taking it off had been accomplished, Cole moved to pulls his own singlet off, tossing it amongst the bags they were sorrounded by. His mouth still attached to Lili’s, Cole got up and tried to move both himself and Lili into the bedroom. Dylan wasn’t home yet, at least Cole didn’t think he was but he still didn’t feel like being interrupted in the living room either way. The door had slammed noisily behind them and it was a bit of a stumble but they made it to Cole’s bed. Afterwards, happy and sated, Cole moved his arm around Lili, his eyes beginning to droop shut “I love you” he told her sleepily.

Lili laid stretched out on Cole's bed after they were finished, staring up at the ceiling. She couldn't move due to Cole's arm being on top of her and she didn't want to. She probably should pee - she definitely should brush her hair - but there was something about this moment that she just wanted to stay in and soak in. She had been sleeping alone for some time now and just being this close to Cole was everything. When he spoke, her eyes pricked with tears. It was hard to hear, but she knew he meant it. "I love you too," she whispered back softly and sighed, rolling over so that she was resting her head against his chest. She wasn't tired - far from it - but in bed with Cole, in their own little world, is where she wanted to be.

[trensu]

Episode 8: the One where NHS is a Total Cockblock

We are blessed with the opportunity to see WWX play with the bunnies again~! Meaning that this episode starts right where it left off last.

After WWX realizes that LWJ is going on the Super Important Mission, he starts complaining to the bunnies

WWX: We promised to go on that adventure together! You guys were there, you saw him promise, didn’t you??

WWX: and he’s DITCHING me?? FRIENDS DON’T LEAVE FRIENDS BEHIND!!

the bunnies definitely agreed with him. we don’t actually see that happen, but it’s true.

Now the rest of the Yunmeng sibs appear to share a moment with the bunnies. It’s super cute but not a wangxian moment so we’re skip on ahead here.

Wait, one last bunny moment to share. We see lwj leave for his mission, and he stops by the bunny area and says, very solemnly, “farewell” to all the bunnies.

BECAUSE EVERYONE LOVES BUNNIES, OKAY??

Blegh, boring plot stuff happens, yuck

NEXT WANGXIAN MOMENT - we see lwj walking alone wearing some stunningly bright blue robes 

(the white sash with that robe is really emphasizing his tiny waist, STOP THAT LWJ, I CAN BARELY HANDLE IT WHEN WWX DOES IT, I CAN’T HAVE YOU BOTH SHOWING OFF YOUR TINY WAISTS AT THE SAME TIME, I WILL DIE)

There he is minding his own business when suddenly he catches a loquat that was just chucked at him

GUESS WHO IT IS~!

(It’s wwx, in case you didn’t guess)

Anyway, back to the wangxian scene~!

Wwx: lan zhan!!

Lwj: *looks at the loquat he just caught and throws a dirty look  at wwx* Boring

WWX: *whining* lan zhan, how could you break our promise?? WE’RE SUPPOSED TO ADVENTURE TOGETHER, FOR HONOR, CHIVALRY AND DUTY!!

Wwx: ooh, did you ditch me bc you’re scared that i’ll steal your thunder?? Wow, i didn’t realize the lan clan was so petty.

Lwj: how boring *walks off*

Don’t worry, wwx is completely undeterred by this

Ugh more plot stuff

But then we get another wangxian scene!

They’re still walking in the middle of nowhere but lwj is ahead of wwx 

Wwx: lan zhan wait for me *whine whine*

Lwj: *ignores him and keeps walking*

Then we get a reappearance of wwx’s Mischievous Grin as he does some magic glowy talisman writing in the air and flings it to lwj

NOW THEY’RE MAGICALLY TIED TOGETHER, AAHHH

Wwx: I made it myself! Isn’t it neat~? 

(why, wwx, why did you feel the need to make glowy magic  rope? What were you doing that made you think of this? WERE YOU THINKING OF LWJ?? it’s okay, I understand!! who wouldn’t want to tie down the second jade of lan??)

He then proceeds to tug the magic rope every which way, which of course yanks lwj’s arm around to match, bc HE’S A CHILD LOL

Wwx: what should I call it? Binding or Bonding?

Lwj: *stares steadfastly away* Boring

Lwj then whips his arm back dramatically and it’s his turn to yank wwx around.

Ofc he doesn’t get playfully tug-of-war-ish with it. He just turns on his heel to keep walking. 

Alright now they reach a town for Plot Reasons and we have this funny moment where wwx finds himself a scary mask and sneaks up behind lwj to try to scare him! Doesn’t really work, but lwj’s eyes do widen just a fraction so maybe he was a little bit startled? Idk idk

In this town we bump into NHS!! And we get a glimpse of jealous!LWJ because of him!!

See, wwx is a touchy guy, right? If you’re friends, he’ll happily sling an arm over you and tug you in close for conversation

Which is exactly what he does with NHS

Lwj looks at them while they do this before disdainfully dragging his gaze away and continuing through town

WHAT’S THE MATTER LWJ?? DO YOU WISH WWX WOULD PULL YOU IN CLOSE LIKE THAT?

DO YOU?? 

We cut to yunmeng to see a bit of jiang sibling time

And we’re back in town with LWJ, WWX, and third-wheeling NHS.

Nhs: so why are you hanging out with lwj who hates you? Are you being punished??

Wwx: how dare??? I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW WE GET ALONG GREAT NOW

Then they stumble upon a group of people excitedly looking at something, we don’t care what

Hey guys, remember back in episode 7 when LWJ dives into a violent crows like nbd bc wwx was in danger??

Yeah, here lwj does not go anywhere near the nonviolent crowd

Wwx: lwj, why aren’t you going over there to check it out??

Lwj: no way, too many people

I FEEL YOU BRO. I TOO AVOID CROWDS LIKE THE PLAGUE

Wwx: it’s not that crowded! Come on!! You’ll be fine!! I’ll protect you *proceeds to physically grab lwj by the arm and drag him to the crowd*

AND NOW WE HAVE A WONDERFULLY PICTURESQUE MOMENT

It starts raining colorful flower petals!! The music in the background is upbeat and cheerful! Everyone around is making sounds of joyous surprise!!

Nhs looks over to LWJ and his jaw drops open: “LWJ truly is an unparalleled, gorgeous, elegant gentleman!”

No really, that’s exactly what he says to WWX about LWJ. 

The camera angles up here so we see lwj from a lower point of view, and get a shot of him silhouetted against a blue sky that just makes him GLOW as flower petals gently swirl around him. His face is serene.

What i’m trying to say here is that NHS NAILED HIS DESCRIPTION BC LWJ IS LOOKING LIKE A YOUNG GOD HERE.

Wwx: *gazes softly at lwj* I agree

Wwx: *internally* whoops that sounded too honest, better fix that

Wwx: TOO BAD HE ALWAYS LOOKS LIKE HE’S GOING TO A FUNERAL, AMIRITE?? 

NHS is offended on LWJ’s behalf here but wwx doesn’t even care because he’s TOO BUSY ADMIRING LWJ’S GORGEOUS FEATURES

LIKE, OMG WWX, CAN YOU GET ANY QUEERER??

Plot things happen in town and then the boys leave

Yes, including NHS, what the heck (ilu nhs, but c’mon)

NHS: wait a minute…are we on a dangerous mission right now?!?!

WWX: if by “we” you mean me and lan zhan, then yes! Bc you’re not invited. This is mine and lan zhan’s time. Not mine and nhs and lan zhan’s time

Nhs does not take the hint, and LWJ keeps himself determinedly ahead of the pair so he can properly ignore them

MORE PLOT STUFF HAPPENS, WTF, CAN YOU NOT??

And now we’re in a cave!! Not the cave of wonders, but another cave!! For Plot Reasons we don’t care about!!

Plot, plot, dancing fairy legend, plot

MORE boring plot exposition. 

There’s way too much of that going on in this episode i think

They need to stop

Oh, now we’re getting another shot of jealous LWJ!

Random old guy: yeah, we don’t have any houses or inns or whatever so i guess you’ll just have to sleep in this creepy cave with the ugly fairy statue that may or may not steal your soul ByYyEeEE

Nhs is not, you know, the bravest of cultivators so he immediately gets all close to wwx and starts whispering to him how scared he is

The camera refocuses on LWJ who is a little ways behind them and BOY IS HE JUST BORING HOLES INTO THEIR HEADS

C’MON LWJ, WWX IS ALLOWED TO TALK TO OTHER PEOPLE

DON’T GET WEIRD ABOUT IT. DON’T BE THAT GUY.

Alright now we skip to the boys sleeping uncomfortably in this creepy-ass cave and THE FAIRY STATUE WAKES UP!!!

WWX & LWJ: I’MMA STAB IT WITH MY SWORD (guys, they’re practically synchronized here, probably because they’re ~soulmates~)

NHS: LOOKS LIKE YOU GUYS GOT IT UNDER CONTROL SO I’M JUST GONNA HIDE BACK HERE

And then we see WWX use his binding technique to save the love of his life from getting smashed by the fairy statue’s arm.

He does this by tying his magic rope around the statue’s arm and pulling it back (while his braces himself on the statue’s side because he’s a badass) so the full weight of the blow doesn’t land on lwj (who blocks it with bichen)

ANYWAY these two are battling the fairy statue because they’re just that Skilled but obvs wwx never takes anything seriously…

WWX: Lan Zhan, she has a crush on you! :D :D :D

(omg wwx, now is not the time)

LWJ: Shut up

(see, lwj agrees with me)

And whoops, the bindings snapped! Before the evil fairy could hurt them more, wwx does a Dramatic Twirl and launches a couple of sealing talismans at it 

(@theuntamednarrator​ and I have determined that the Dramatic Twirl is super important to activating the talismans. The harder you Dramatic Twirl, the stronger they are. It’s just how magic science works.)

LWJ then reinforces them by doing this weird thing with his sword? He kind of…scrapes his scabbard against bichen and it starts glowing with blue energy (??) that he scoops up with his hand and launches it at the statue. 

Not sure what all that’s about but it works!!

Now, you’re probably wondering why i went into detail about the battle when bc it’s more plotty than shippy

BUT YOU’RE WRONG, IT’S TOTALLY SHIPPY BC WE GET TO SEE WANGXIAN WORK COHESIVELY TOGETHER TO TAKE DOWN A BADDIE FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER

THEY’RE SO WELL MATCHED EVEN ON THE BATTLEFIELD

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

THIS ISN’T EVEN THEIR BEST BATTLE SCENE. IT’LL GET EVEN BETTER GUYS, JUST YOU WAIT.

And that’s it for the episode. I hope we get to less plot-heavy eps soon bc let me tell you, this one kind of dragged with how few wangxiantics we were getting. 

STILL, we got to see LWJ be beautifully surrounded by flower petals so I’ll count this as a win.

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[unravelling-the-world]

random thoughts related to kagepro (tw for depression?? death?? suicide ?? implied ?? im not sure and idk what else read at ur own risk)

well idk lately ive been thinking a lot and ik ive uh always (? since i can remember?) have been depressed (i mean...it started around age 12...i dont really remember much before that. most of what i remember are bad moments anyways. or very specific scenes. but they dont feel mine. if that makes sense. its like remembering the scene from a movie.  back on track i guess idk well lately ive realized i actually kin some characters and lately ive...been relating a lot to shintaro kisaragi fromkagepro. i mean its ok. there´s always been that specific similarity in us (after all, how many characters in anime are as related to coca cola as shintaro //and me,,im literally a coca cola addict lmao// well anyways. after some days, this lead me to thinking...to a hidden memory within my brain, i guess. I remember introducing my then best friends, to kagepro. one told me haha he´s like u bc the coca cola!! and i think i just laughed and smiled? i truly didn´t see it? i was sad sure, but i couldnt really relate to him. after all, i was the leader of my own little group of 12 year old weebs,right? (i was also 12 btw) i didnt personally dislike shintaro but i didnt rly see myself in him yknow? also i have loved ayano from ever since i have memory so idk like she´s one of my biggest comfort characters and its weird bc if she was ´´real´´ idk if i could date her or anything but im just glad she exists bc it somehow comforts me a lot yeah anyways ayano essay for another time lol. anyways at this age my favorite characters in kagepro were ayano and konoha ( i still love them a lot) thing is, at this point in my life i didnt know/wasnt aware i was transgender but i already kinda liked he/him pronouns so i roleplayed a lot. online. i roleplayed as konoha obviously lmao and actually one of my irl friends related to shintaro ?? and i think we may have roleplayed lmao and stuff.... she even had a facebook account named shin hikkikomori or smth like that. anyways fast forward bc after being 12 a lot of stuff happened obviously. and none of that relates to kagepro until quite some time. i will mention some items that dont really relate to kagepro but marked moments in my friend group that may be relevant later on. Around 2016)? Some of my closest friends changed schools (but we kept contact) yet i still had a big group at school. But it got fragmented along the way. 2017 i went to Japan and formed a new, different friend group with people that even today, are dear to me. When i came back, my friend group fragmented more. I kept contact with other members of the old group but one on one, not as a group anymore. 2018 we graduated, and i broke up my realtionship with one of my former best friends (2016-2018) 2019 was a year of change, and even though i was afraid and shit got weird, i was not doing too bad. i will skip that. Well. Im sure we all know 2020 was a trainwreck, shit happened. i had a villain arc. I lost my shit,definetely. Ups, downs, whatever. 2021 has not been too different. However, even through everything, in early 2020, i kept close relationships with my friend group. as the year moved forward and the restrictions started lifting ( thank you government very cool <3 //ironically obviously, this is the reason this shit wont go away//) some of my friends saw each other irl and stuff, or talked about stuff i didn´t understand/didn´t want to hear while on discord. I felt alienated. I felt empty. I got mad at a friend for the first time, for something he said. I ended up isolating myself. A friend celebrated her birthday. She invited me and never excluded me, asked me a lot of things and asked to virtually include me. But that would just make me feel more alienated, wouldn´t it? I told her it was ok, i didn´t go. Honestly, I felt like a bother. I didn´t want to bother. I wasn´t okay, but i didn´t want to bother anyone, so i isolated myself. I had a very bad breakdown. lasted weeks. When I recovered, it wasn´t the same. It felt like everyone else was closer, while i drifted away. I kind of recconected with some of my friends from Japan after this. In the vacations, i felt like i reconnected with some friends just to drift away again later. However, i never could reconnect with one of my best friends. She never really got mad at me or anything ( i think) but we don´t really talk much anymore. We used to talk daily, be it actual talking, memes, anything. I don´t think we´ve actually talked in weeks. There´s nothing I can do. This year, another friend had a birthday, but I was so disconnected from everyone I didn´t even care. I mean. It´s all broken now, isn´t it? The other day I just started wondering. When did I start relating to Shintaro so much? I had always been like this, hadn´t I? Who am I, actually? Why do I relate so much now? It´s not just about the soda. I had lost friends before, but I never really felt like that. Sometimes I feel like I´ve lost everyone. In a one year span I became a hikkikomori. About a month ago, when I entered classes, I was recognized as Shintaro pfp and I admitted to kinning him to people i´d never talked to before (on chat) // I decided to go apeshit idc anymore about what anyone thinks of me// I had fun. I think I must´ve posted on my stories, because two different people told me they were the ene to my shintaro. I appreciated it. i mean it´s kinda true bc now that i´m only on the pc they do bother me online and try to get me to open up or get better but sometimes the just annoy me lmao but also not bc they all have their own particular lives and they all seem to be doing better than me. Still, my classmates are very nice and inclusive. But it´s not like im close to any of them I guess. I´m just alone now. I´m fucked up man....I don´t feel real anymore. I don´t really know who I am. I guess that´s why I find comfort in seeing a part of myself in Shintaro? But when did i turn out like this? Why didn´t I relate when I was younger? Well, I hadn´t really lost any friends back then. I now know how painful that is. How lonely it is to be alone even when there is people around. idk. and i´ve always been quiet. introverted. shy. a loser. yet now whenever i meet anyone i try to idk connect? but i cant. i wish i could be more evil. maybe it´d just be easier if everyone really, truly hated me. maybe i´d get the strength to actually kill myself then. it´s weird. i really see myself in route xx shintaro. I know that´s fucked up because I know how it ends. but truly, i was trying. I was healing, i think i was going somewhere. and i was trying to keep my newly formed renovated friend group together. I really was trying to. I didn´t mind if we had sub groups on the big group, but we were all there for each other. I tried my best. I felt like i belonged. but now im alone again. and this time there´s nothing i can do. if something, i´ve made it worse. and i keep making it worse. it´s weird. when i first got into kagepro, both shintaro and ayano felt like adults. i thought they were really, really big. im older than them now. now i know theyre not really adults. i get it. i still feel 18. after all, these last two years have been taken away from me. i didnt waste them myself this time.  i feel like a rotten 18 year old...when i listen to lost time memory, i just...get it. i always liked the song. i thought the story was so cool. when it first came out.. i still remember. iwas there. i waited for it. i loved it. i still do, but back then, i just saw it all as some really great and cool song. now i feel like i really, really get it. i love it even more. im hiding away in all my memories. but what is my true heart? what do i really want? i don´t know, i don´t know... If I'm 'wise' then, I can't face forward; I have no reason to so, I'll rot away instead It would be nice if time could be turned back. Years may pass but I'll never die I repeat hopeful words to myself, even though I know I still won't be able to reach you. "It doesn't matter, just die already!" I said as I clutched my wrist, simply cursing it. Unable to do anything, I merely indulged myself in life. "If summer can show me dreams, then let's go to before you were taken away" The days where I hid my embarrassment are illuminating upon the atmosphere and burning my mind. If I'm wishing for a dream that can't come true, then I'll embrace this blurry past and have a dream which I don't wake up from and naturally seclude myself from the outside world. "But that means you can't even see tomorrow?" I don't really care 'bout that, so it's ok I stained my hands in order to kill these boring days I'm choosing "solitude" after all A rotten boy at 18 today too, prayed again while clinging on to your colored smile Underneath the blazing sun Asking "Somehow, please take me away instead of leaving like this!" and my murmuring breath was quietly stopped

I guess i just wish someone could actually help me. take me out of this hole. Maybe some kind of closure would be nice. It´s not the same, though. I don´t have enough bravery in myself to actually kill myself. Mostly because of guilt. I can´t take the guilt of dissapointing everyone. I don´t want my parents to get hurt. I don´t want my bunny to miss me. Yet i wish everyday for it to be over. Lately, half of my dreams have been in Japan, with many friends, some who i met there, some who have never been there. Yet my brain shows me the dreams before it was all taken away. I think one of my favorite parts of the day is dreaming. I like to sleep simply because I dream. And i sleep very few. mayb bc i hate myself? I still barely indulge in life. I do anything to stay distracted. If i think, it all goes to shit. it all does. like now. Heh. it´s funny. I guess no one is truly my ene, because no one actually knows how mentally fucked up i got these past months. No one knows how badly i´ve been treating myself and how badly i´ve been doing. Still, i can´t tell anyone but scream it into the tumblr void. No one has to keep up with my shit. No one has to take care of me. After all, it was I who chose solitude. It was me who kept them away. But I don´t get a second choice. I don´t get a change of routes if things go sour. And i guess I don´t get to get a mentally fucked up friend group where I belong for a second time. Once was good enough, wasn´t it? I.. Even when I wasnt as deep as i am now (again) into kagepro, ive always wanted to die on August 15. It holds meaning to me now as well. Every year I used to ask people to go out with me that day. I know im not brave enough to kill myself. I always hoped for a lil miracle i guess. Last year was the first year...I didn´t do anything. I just... I just hope this year i can make it. I hope the miracle happens this year....I can only hope......its too late for me to be saved, isn´t it? I never thought it´d be like this. I don´t get closure. I don´t get goodbyes. I am left behind on a world that keeps moving. I am nothing.

[gunnerpalace]

Can I ask your opinion on Fade to Black? I just rewatched it and my Ichiruki heart is just overflowing with feels! But anyways I love your analysis and opinions on all things Bleach.

I am that rare IR who does not actually like Fade to Black very much. I can see what it was trying to do, and I appreciate the idea in concept (and some little moments here and there) but I am not at all a fan of how it was actually put together and executed. I guess I’ll do this as a pros and cons list:

PROS:

I don’t like Mayuri but I sort of like how he was handled in this movie. Him keeping a physical backup of his brain is a cool sci-fi idea for dealing with advancing the plot later.

Dark Rukia’s design is fairly cool. Especially in the little promo book that came with the movie, which you sometimes see screenshots of floating around.

The degree of attachment Ichigo shows toward Rukia is endearing.

The scene where Kisuke asks what Rukia is to Ichigo is cute and pretty spot-on.

Kisuke showing up in his old captain’s uniform for seemingly no reason other than to tweak Yamamoto’s nose is pretty funny. Him and Yoruichi basically alluding to the Soul Society arc is also kind of cute.

Ichigo using some special technique that’s unique to him in order to find Rukia (because it ain’t reiraku) is great.

The fight scene between Ichigo and Dark Rukia, and how Ichigo solves it and saves her, is well done and engaging.

Their little hug scene that’s gif’d on here a lot is sweet.

The ending where they have this discussion about how maybe this isn’t the first time they’ve met feels a little underplayed (they’re real far apart and stoic for people discussing such mushy things) but it’s still nice.

CONS:

I’m really tired of arcs about rescuing Rukia and reducing her to a damsel in distress, because she’s better than that. The Soul Society arc was the first time, and it was set up well and worked just fine—it’s classic. Fade to Black’s reasons are contrived (more on that later) and derivative. Then Hell Verse did it again and it was just stupid by that point. There should’ve been a rescue Ichigo movie instead, and the Xcution arc doesn’t really count since that’s presented as a horror story mostly from his perspective.

Rukia’s has had a hard life as a character and has been dumped on consistently, so I view adding yet more misery and pain onto her as gratuitous and frankly kind of insulting in general.

While Dark Rukia’s design is cool, it’s not really Rukia at all. It is very clear she’s an unwilling participant. It kinda looks like her, but it’s all Homura and Shizuku, they’re just forcing her along into it. And you know what? That’s basically rape, even if it’s not sexual rape. It’s still a total loss of consent and bodily autonomy. I’m pretty not cool with a plot that boils down to Rukia being raped.

I just hate the visual design of the kids. I can’t explain why beyond saying they just look out of place in the setting. Homura in particular looks like she walked off the set of Yu-Gi-Oh.

The backstory with the two kids frankly doesn’t make much sense. She meets Renji when she’s seemingly somewhere around the age of Karin or Yuzu (like 8-12) and they and their friends are together for ten years. At the end of that, she enters the Academy. In the flashbacks with these kids, she looks indistinguishable from how she does in the present? When exactly was this supposed to be happening?

The entire plot of Soul Society not knowing who Rukia is is stupid. Soul Society is a bureaucracy. From what we are shown, the majority of what they do every single day is paperwork. Just like Japan still to this day loves forms in triplicate, Soul Society fucking loves paperwork. And they love records and archives. And all Byakuya can do is find one lone book that references Rukia? There would be literally hundreds and hundreds and thousands of documents referencing her, or signed by her. The most casual search would indicate she was real.

Kon is annoying as hell in this movie. Like, he’s usually annoying, but not as much as he is here. It’s distracting and grating.

Ichigo is a continual disappointment in this movie. There are so many things that I will give them their own entries denoted by letters below:

A. People say he remembers Rukia when everyone else forgets. He doesn’t. Only Kon remembers Rukia. Kon jogs Ichigo’s memory. Ichigo does admittedly remember fully and quickly, which puts him ahead of everyone else, but he still forgets to begin with. That’s stupid.

B. Ichigo is extremely wishy-washy in this movie. He requires a speech from Kon, can’t or won’t beat Shuhei of all people even with his mask on, and loses to Toushirou. It’s pathetic. I get it, he’s a sad puppy without Rukia. It’s still pathetic to watch. The only time in the manga canon where his confidence wavers when it comes to trying to get to Rukia is during the Soul Society arc, when he wants to stay and wait for Ganju so they can settle their quarrel, and you can read that as being unique because it turns out they’re cousins and Ichigo may know something is unique, even if he doesn’t know it. This shit of him becoming discouraged and sad when trying to get to her is out-of-character.

C. This is an extension of (B), but like. Okay, when Orikasa Fumiko is voicing Rukia, and she screams in agony or despair, it chills me to the bone. I cannot explain to you how much I don’t like hearing it. It makes me anxious and makes me angry. She did it on the Senzaikyu when Gin broke her resolve to face death, and she does it in this movie when the Hollow fusion starts. And all Ichigo can do… is stand there uselessly going “Rukia…” like it’s nothing unusual. If he had been on the Senzaikyu bridge when Gin had done what he’d done, and he’d heard Rukia scream like that, he’d have fucking murdered Gin right then and there in cold blood. And here he faces the equivalent and does nothing. That’s not my boy. That’s not Ichigo.

D. When Rukia is crying over the deaths of Homura and Shizuku, Ichigo just stands there uselessly beside Renji and Byakuya and does nothing to console her. Renji and Byakuya at least have an excuse because they still don’t remember her. What’s Ichigo’s? Again, not him. Go to her you moron. At least grasp her shoulder. Not the Ichigo I know.

The fight scene with the goo monster is dumb as hell. Yamamoto should be able to solo it. He activated Ryuujin Jakka and… completely disappears from the fight. He just straight up vanishes. Because you can tell they realized he should be able to solo it and that would deprive them of everyone else getting a fight too. So he just instant transmissions out of the entire movie. And we get contrived shit like the monster being faster than Yoruichi and Soi-Fon so that Kisuke can heroically save Yoruichi (because him doing it in the Yammy fight wasn’t enough already). It’s just contrived, gratuitous, and pointless.

While the IchiRuki moments are very cute (if a little overly restrained, in my opinion) I feel like the rest of the movie that is set up to make them happen is a hot mess. Things happen because they need to for the plot to work, not because it makes sense or is in character for them to happen. I can’t stand movies that are made that way for any franchise, and seeing characters I care about deeply behave in such ways really just kinda pisses me off. The story beats are derivative and generally inferior versions of things we’ve already seen.

Movie Ichigo is generally out-of-character as fuck (and not just in this movie!) in a way that reminds me of like, Jean-Luc Picard in the Star Trek: The Next Generation movies (wherein he acts basically nothing like he does on the TV show). And Movie Rukia seems generally reduced to a background character.

I said recently that Rukia and Doomguy would be friends, and you know what? I would watch that movie instead of Fade to Black or Hell Verse, to be honest. Let’s do an outline. 

Ichigo is kidnapped by some denizen of Hell (Kokutou and Shuren and company, I guess? they can still be anime pretty boys even if they’re damned souls, maybe they have terrible demonic forms or something) to be used as a reiatsu battery or some shit for evil purposes. (Breaking out of Hell to overrun the other worlds?) Ichigo’s energy running wild causes some kind of temporal and dimensional vortex which draws in the Doomguy. He finds himself in the upper levels of Bleach’s Hell and does what he does, methodically murdering his way about.

Rukia is sent to investigate Ichigo’s disappearance and eventually figures out Ichigo is in Hell, and so goes to save him (against orders, with the help of Kisuke and maybe the others). There she encounters Doomguy, and is at first horrified, but she notices the rabbit’s foot he keeps on him. She decides to help him, and they’re left alone for a minute, assessing each other.

Despite their initial lack of a shared language (maybe his helmet can translate Japanese?), she communicates to him (with Chappy drawings!) that she has to go deeper into Hell to save Ichigo. Given their shared love of bunnies, Doomguy is down with that. She rides on his back as she did with Ichigo, working some of his spare guns as they go. (Imagine Rukia cocking a shotgun meaningfully tho…) Along the way Rukia freezes some dudes and Doomguy punches their heads off. The usual stuff. She tells him about Ichigo as they go, like she did to Hanataro. Doomguy says nothing because he’s Doomguy, but he seems to listen.

They eventually get to Ichigo and liberate him through the judicious application of firepower. His raging reiatsu causes a lot of damage to the surrounding environment. Doomguy takes advantage of the chaos to commit more murder, giving Ichigo and Rukia time to have a tender reunion moment. The three then team up to take on Kokutou, Shuren, and the other baddies, possibly over the course of several different battles. (Probably like a third or so of the movie is this, and maybe the others show up to pair off and get some screen time. Doesn’t really matter.)

Eventually Shuren and the other chumps die and Kokutou becomes the big bad. Ichigo and Rukia do a big tag-team bankai attack to kill him after Doomguy provides them with an opening with a BFG9000 shot (as he is mostly doing add-clear).

Victorious, the three escape to the upper levels of Hell again, where they are met by reinforcements from Soul Society and explain that Doomguy is a friend. Eventually, Kisuke does some technobabble shizzlewizzle to send Doomguy back to the dimensions he more properly belongs to. Rukia gives him a parting gift of a drawing of him and Daisy in happier times. Ichigo gives him a fistbump and a CD player with some punk music, or a collection of edgy Shakespearean poetry or something.

Ichigo and Rukia share an epilogue to decompress and have some playful banter about how she’ll always be there for him just like he’s there for her.

Roll credits to At Doom’s Gate or BFG Division. Mid-credit sequence is Doomguy sitting on a massive demon corpse, making a detailed Chappy drawing of himself, Rukia, and Ichigo killing demons together as friends. End-credit sequence is Ichigo and Rukia playing an FPS game together on a console in pajamas or lounging clothes while laughing and bantering.

Like, yes, this idea is pretty stupid (although I am increasingly tempted to write it) and a frankly bizarre crossover. But you know what? It feels truer to the characters to me, and less contrived and dumb in setting up why what is happening is. It doesn’t really make the characters needlessly helpless or incompetent to generate those good moments of interaction.

And that is really my problem with Fade to Black: what it has to do to get the good moments outweighs them, for me. Maybe it’s because I just can’t turn my brain off and can’t stop doing critical analysis, but I always feel like the juice ain’t worth the squeeze. (And I kinda feel that way about all the animated movies. I was really surprised by how much I liked the Live Action: it nailed handling things perfectly.)

Other people like it, and that’s fine, but I don’t really intend to ever watch it again.

[baebeyza]

Wait, did I actually make a Beast Wars II rant??? Well, that’s what’s under the cut! ~ Though it aint even a rant, just my thoughts, a little review. 

Plot: This is the show I call aimed at kids more than any other show I’ve seen. And with kids I mean toddlers. And it’s not just the lighthearted tone, it’s also in the story structure:  If you wanted to tell the plot of Beast Wars II, you could prolly tell it in 10 episodes. But the show has 44 episodes. Meaning there is a lot of stuff that does not further the plot. In fact, the actual plot doesn’t even start until half way through the show.  The first half introduced a few character groups, which are important to the plot later on. But each of these groups had multiple episodes for them, which didn’t even matter at the end, even when the episodes themselves had some decent story.  So looking at the show as a whole, I’d say it has a...decent plot. Compact, makes sense, has some nice things. But there was barely any real sense of escalation, no real excitment most of the time and the stakes were never framed as high, So as an adult, this show was a little hard to get through, but it’s not the fault of the show, it’s simply a show for toddlers who just wanna watch some robots do funny stuff. 6/10, but not the show’s fault 

Characters: Heroes: Lio Convoy and Lio Junior: Good characters, had an arc, had a nice dynamic, cute scenes towards the end. Lio Junior craved a parent figure, which Lio Convoy wasn’t ready to serve as, prefering to be seen as Junior’s commander. But at the end he finally called Junior his son, so SWEET! <3  Lio Convoy was a really nice Optimus Prime, team dad and all, and Lio Junior, while I can see him being frustrating, has some nice development. So those I really like, that worked for me :D (Also I really liked Lio Junior’s voice actress, she did a really good job!) Apache: One episode exploration of his deal. Thinking he’s too weak and incompetent for Lio Convoy, but I guess he gets over that. Reminded me of G1 Ironhide. Bighorn: Sentimental hothead. Diver: Careful guy, had one episode beef with Bighorn which never got touched upon again. Tasmanian Kid: The annoying teen. Had more to do in the movie, where he related to Lio Junior and begged the others to show some sympathy for the young boi.  Scuba: The cool one who saves the day Skywarp: Doesn’t like elephant puns Santon: Makes elephant puns Yeah that’s all. Most them are utterly boring and have no interesting dynamics or scenes whatsoever, which is a damn shame. The heroes of a show being the worst part of it. Don’t hate any of them either, which makes it worse - hating them would mean they actually DID something meaningful to make me hate them. (PS: Lio Junior, Skywarp and Santon combine to Magnaboss) Insectrons: First seen as villains, these bots were simply peeps living on Gaia and wanted the heroes to be gone and not disturb their peace, but lately joined them against the Destrons.  I can’t remember them all, but I liked Scissor Boy, he was adorable ~ Jointrons: Characters I HATED and LOATHED when it was about them, but somehow, SOMEHOW, they grew on me. They are totally obnoxious, annoying, have a weird speech pattern, are prolly offensive mexican stereotypes, cause problems all the time and don’t learn shit.  And YET...I couldnt hate them much, because they had some sincerity, they had fun being themselves and they had some goddamn FRIENDSHIP! (which cannot be said about the heroes). I even grew to like their annoying speech and was delighted whenever they showed up again ~ They can also combine, but I can’t spell the name of the combiner. Destrons, bad guys: Galvatron: Awesome, best guy, good boss, prolly hugs his soldiers off-screen, gives credit, dynamic with Megastorm could have been done better, but the end of their arc was actually really damn cute <3 He’s evil in a way where he thinks it’s all for the better, which works for the toddlers this show is aimed at I guess. Also we need more pink dragons!  Megastorm (later Gigastorm): Galvatron’s younger brother and The Starscream, tries multiple times to get rid of Galvatron, but they eventually get some good brotherly moments at the end, which I digged.  The general idea was that he’s a bratty, brown-nosed loud-mouth younger brother with Galvatron around, but shows his true, cruel colours without him. And while the concept worked at first, I found it sad that he became more pathetic as the show went on, without ever being a real threat again. I can deal with lil shit characters, but I don’t like pathetic you know. Also a disappointment for me - I wasnt a fan of his Gigastorm form! I like FACES! Starscream and BB: Best couple, true friendship, the babes. Starscream was also The Starscream, but towards Megastorm, which was hilarious. Starscream was the flamboyant, vain dude and BB his ever-loyal bodyguard, maybe even lover. They were a highlight, I have to say ~ Their upgrades as Hellscream and Max-B were a little ugly though. Dirge and Thrust: More annoying for the most part, but even they got an episode for themselves that shows a good friendship, and a good relationship to Megastorm. Which is always nice, they got more depth than the heroes at least ~ Later they became Dirgegun and Thrustor. The Autorollers: They had a few episodes for themselves, but I like with the Insectrons, I can’t really recall them. They were the building force of the Destrons. The Seacons: Space pirates who were almost always in beast mode, which I found sad. (again, I like faces). They were nice though as they had a really sweet dynamic - their boss, Half Shell, was really a good leader and always  apologized for any mistake, while his crew comforted him. This group also has the only female transformer of the show, and what do they do? Add a love triangle with her loving Scuba and Bighorn loving her. It was as obnoxious and annoying as it sounds.  They can combine into God Neptune. Others: Artemis and Moon: These characters who appear in every episode are androids built to guard Gaia after the humans left it. And of course they designed the guardians to be a waifu and a kawaii bunny. One might think they are totally needless to the plot, but especially towards the end their help was needed for the heroes to win, so overall I aint gonna complain about them ~ Artemis is a treasure alone for her love on Starscream (and Scuba) and I will not complain about Starscream thirst :D

[kawaiikichi]

Late Night Lights (BKDK)

BKDK “You’re cute when you’re freezing” and “I may die if it gets any colder” from the Winter Writing prompts list for @rikuzoldyck! I hope you like it and let me know if you would like anything changed/edited :D

*Based off of this request*

Title: Late Night Lights

Prompts: “You’re cute when you’re freezing.” and “I may die if it gets any colder.”

Summary: Katsuki and Izuku decide to sneak out of the dorms late at night in order to walk around the nearby park and see the Christmas lights.

One-Shot Notes: Canon divergence after Deku vs Kacchan in season three; established BKDK

One-shot is under the cut!

Izuku sat in the common area, waiting for Katsuki to come downstairs.

I can’t believe we’re actually doing this...I hope we don’t get caught, he thought to himself.

He fiddled with the ends of his green plaid fringed scarf as a hand flew open his mouth. He yelped, preparing to use his Quirk to defend himself as a familiar voice whispered in his ear.

“Hey, Deku. Follow me.”

Izuku could only nod as the hand was removed from his mouth. He stared into Katsuki’s red eyes as the blond motioned for him to follow him.

Izuku stood and followed Katsuki out of the dormitory. Once they were outside, Izuku smacked his arm.

“Kacchan, you scared me! I thought it was Aizawa-sensei!” he exclaimed.

“Now, why would Sensei put his hand over your mouth like that? Only I would do something like that.” Katsuki said.

Izuku pouted.

“Yeah, but still...” he grumbled.

“Stop worrying about Sensei. We aren’t going to get caught.” Katsuki grabbed for Izuku’s hand, intertwining their fingers. “Now, where is this damn park again?” he asked.

“We’re supposed to turn left and it’ll be five blocks away.” Izuku explained.

“You sure?” Katsuki asked.

“Of course I’m sure!” Izuku whined.

Katsuki chuckled as he leaned down and delivered a kiss to Izuku’s temple.

“I know. I’m just teasing.” he said.

Izuku pouted.

“Kacchan...” he mumbled, making the blond laugh as they continued walking side by side.

They arrived at the park a few minutes later. Izuku’s eyes sparkled in awe at the many colored lights strung along the lampposts.

“Wow! It’s so pretty!” he gushed.

“Yeah, it does look nice.” Katsuki looked around. “Ugh, there’s a lot of fucking couples out here.” he noted.

“Including us, Kacchan.” Izuku said, squeezing Katsuki’s hand.

“W-Well, yeah...” Katsuki trailed off, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

Izuku grinned.

“Are you blushing, Kacchan?” he asked.

“Like hell I am! It’s just too fucking cold!” Katsuki barked out.

“And yet you’re all bundled up.” Izuku pointed out.

Katsuki narrowed his eyes.

“Sounds like you’re asking for a tickle fest.” he said.

“Haha, no. Please don’t.” Izuku said.

They walked around, observing the lights and the blow-up displays that the park had out on the grass. They eventually found themselves at a hot chocolate stand, where Katsuki bought them some after Izuku’s persistent begging and pleading.

They sat down on a bench facing a frozen lake, sipping on their hot chocolate. Izuku trembled every time a cold breeze whipped past them.

It’s so cold...I really underestimated the weather, he thought to himself.

He continued trembling as he sipped on his hot chocolate. That was when Katsuki placed an arm around his shoulders.

“You know, Deku, you’re cute when you’re freezing. You tremble like a little bunny.” he commented.

Izuku pouted.

“It’s not funny...” he mumbled.

“I didn’t say it’s funny. I said that it’s cute.” Katsuki corrected.

“Whatever.” Izuku shuddered. “I may die if it gets any colder.” he stated.

“Not on my watch, you don’t.” Katsuki pulled Izuku closer, Izuku’s cheek pressed against Katsuki’s chest. “I’ll keep you warm, Deku.” he said.

Izuku blushed as the familiar scent of cinnamon and other spices enveloped him. It was so warm and welcoming that Izuku forgot about the cold. He didn’t want to move from where he was. He would rather stay like this.

He curled up against Katsuki, purring contently. Katsuki ran a hand through Izuku’s hair, sipping on his hot chocolate as well.

“Hey, Kacchan?” Izuku spoke.

“Yeah?” Katsuki answered.

“This isn’t so bad. Sneaking out of the dorms and doing things like this.” Izuku smiled. “It’s like a date!” he chirped.

Katsuki nearly choked on his hot chocolate. Izuku rose his head to look up at the blond.

“You don’t think it’s a date?” he asked, flashing him his best puppy dog eyes.

Katsuki stared at Izuku, swallowing. A furious blush made its way to Katsuki’s cheeks as he spoke.

“Of...Of course it’s a fucking date! What else would it be, Deku?!” he barked out.

Izuku giggled.

“Kacchan agreed with me~” he said gleefully.

Katsuki let out a huff, downing the remainder of his hot chocolate. Once they were done, they threw their cups in the trash and continued to walk through the park, making conversation about various things. Katsuki would sneak a peek at Izuku every once in a while, admiring the way the lights made his face glow all sorts of colors.

Damn, he’s so cute, he thought to himself.

Eventually, they decided to head back to the dorms after seeing that it was nearing midnight. They walked back hand in hand, Katsuki bringing their intertwined hands in his jacket pocket in an attempt to keep Izuku’s hand warm. Izuku smiled, leaning his head against Katsuki’s arm.

“Tonight was great. Thank you, Kacchan.” Izuku said.

“Well, you’re welcome.” Katsuki replied.

“We should do this more, especially since it’s the holiday season.”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

Izuku giggled.

“Alright.” he said.

They arrived back at the dorms a few minutes later. They stopped before the entrance.

“Hey, Kacchan?” Izuku called out.

“Huh? What is it, Deku?” Katsuki answered, turning to face his boyfriend.

Izuku smiled, taking Katsuki’s hands in his own.

“I love you.” he said.

Katsuki blushed, his heart racing erratically.

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!

Shit, that’s cute.

“Aaaaagh, goddamn it all...!” he grumbled out as he pulled his hands out of Izuku’s and cupped his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss.

Izuku was taken aback by the kiss, but soon melted into it. He wrapped his arms around the blond’s torso, reveling in the taste of hot chocolate and peppermint. His hands moved up to wrap themselves around Katsuki’s neck, threading his fingers through his blond hair as Katsuki bit his lip, tugging on it. Izuku made a small sound as Katsuki sucked on his bottom lip before pulling away, resting their foreheads together.

“Shit...you drive me wild, you know that?” Katsuki asked.

“I know I do.” Izuku replied.

Katsuki chuckled.

“You little—“ he was about to swoop in and capture his lips in another kiss as a voice came from behind them.

“You’ve finally returned, trouble students.”

They jolted, turning to see an irritated Shouta, who had on a black long sleeve that said “Bah humbug” with black sweatpants, mismatched socks, and a pair of bedroom slippers.

“So, tell me.” an evil smile crossed his lips. “What were you doing out past curfew?”

[emmyrosee]

Returned Favors (18+)

Please be sure to read the warnings!!

Okay listen- if there was ever a time for you to listen to me and not have high expectations for my writing, it is now. This fic, for lack of better terms, is very, very intense. It contains things I never really thought I would write for, but due to recent information I will spare us all from, a lot of the actions in this fic are exactly as it seems; revenge for a circumstance that went too far. 

Please, please don’t expect this to be super good, but expect it to be intense. I will very rarely write for some of the topics in here, but please go into this knowing what you can handle. I do have a small aftercare blurb because I did not put it in here, I left it right before

WARNINGS: ANGRY, MERCILESS DUNCAN, BELT SPANKING, MANHANDLING, DEGRADATION, 🐱 SLAPPING (yeah she made one hell of a comeback), FINGER GAGGING, ROUGH F*NGERING, CHOKING, THEMES OF DUB-CON, SORRY MOMMA 

Duncan Shepherd x Fem!Reader x Axel Cluney; Duncan could not have found your’s and Axel’s little prank less funny if he tried.

“How was your day, you little brat?”

The question stops you dead in your tracks, and it made your stomach do flips. Axel merely snickers as you aren’t sure what to say, the sound of the boiling water breaking the tense, awful silence.

Duncan’s jaw is set so hard, you’re afraid he’s going to break it. His face is flushed with anger, and if it wasn’t your fault for making him this way, you’d immediately cup his cheek and let him crumble to your touch.

But you can’t. You’re afraid that if you raise your hand, he’ll break it in his.

“Duncan-“

He cuts you off by grabbing your wrist and pulling you down the hall. Axel opens his mouth to interject, but Duncan locks his angry, fiery eyes with his.

“Your job is to not say anything,” Duncan snaps, his tight grip making you squirm and fight from him.

“Just don’t do anything stupid,” Axel reminds, turning back to his food.

Duncan turns back to tugging you down the hall, you fighting him the whole time.

“Duncan, what are you doing!” You scream, struggling against his grip.

“I was at work,” he reminds angrily. “Doing that to me in a meeting. Full volume, might I add.” He growled, forcing you into the bedroom. You opened your mouth before shutting it. “Bed,” he commanded. “Then don’t fucking move.”

You couldn’t help but feel the new wave of arousal pool in the pit of your stomach and spread across your body, the warm, fluttering sensation making it hard to sit still like Duncan wants. This side of Duncan was always insane, eyes seething with anger and wanting nothing more than to put you in your place.

You gently sit on the bed, waiting for his orders, unable to meet his blazing, crazy eyes.

Your stomach drops when you hear his belt come undone, and he cracks it together as he holds both ends in his hand.

“Hands and knees. No shorts. Now,” he demands. With shaky hands you grab the waistband of your shorts, letting it slide down your legs. Then, even more shakily, you crawl on his bed, facing away from him as you fix yourself on your hands and knees.

Duncan’s expensive boots tap firmly against the ground as he assumes his place behind you. His large, warm hand runs over your ass, grabbing a handful of it before smoothing it back out.

“You know I didn’t want to leave you today,” he says calmly, his nails digging into your rear. You keen at his touch and dig your teeth into your lip, fighting back the quiet moans that want to slip past your lips.

“No, I didn’t. Not at all. I wanted to cuddle with my good girl all day, but I couldn’t.” His belt taps experimentally on the back of your thighs, the coolness of the leather making you flex your muscles.

“Too bad.”

He punctuates his sentence with a swift, sharp crack to your ass, making you immediately scream out in pain. The stinging is brutal, and your teeth dig into your lip enough to pierce and draw blood.

“Why must you listen to Mr. Cluney?” He asks, finishing with another crack of his belt. You dig your fingers into the sheets, the heat of the smack resonates from your legs.

“Shit...” you whisper, blinking out the tears in your eyes.

“Quite the little mouth on you,” Duncan scolds, swinging his belt back, hitting the back of your thighs.

“So who’s idea was it, huh?” Duncan yelled, belt slapping against your ass sharply. You cried out again, arching forward to only be stopped by him, grabbing you hair and pulling you back.

“I can’t imagine that it was yours, because you know daddy has no problem getting a little nasty, but then again, I also know what a little slut you are for Mr. Cluney, following his orders like a brainwashed cult member. Nothing more than a mindless. little. bunny.” With each word he spat out, he added another crack of his belt against your ass.

Tears began sliding down your face, your body reacting to both, the intense pain of his belt and his nasty words. He didn’t give you a break, each crack of his belt either coming one after the other, or he switched between his belt and his hardened palm.

The interchanging smacks are rough, and you can’t help but actually start to cry; You looked over your shoulder as he suddenly started chuckling, eyes lowered as he licked his teeth.

“Speaking of little bunnies,” he says huskily, gripping your ankles and flipping you over. His roughness makes you feel insanely small, the manhandling like you’re nothing more than a rag doll sends a strange, sweet mixture of fear and pain through your veins.

“This little kitty of yours is so wet, dripping down your thighs like the nasty whore you are.” He tosses his belt to the side before mockingly pouting his lip out.

“But ‘daddy hurt your little pussy?’ Right?” He asks, echoing your exchange with Axel from earlier. You said nothing, tilting your head away from him and sniffing. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him slowly lean forward, trapping you under his body.

“What’s the word?” He asks, gently grabbing your jaw to make you look at him. You sniffle before smiling gently up at him, your overheating, wet face gazing back at him. He winces gently as he looks at you, and you can tell he thinks he’s overdone it.

“I’m good. Just...” your voice broke, and you swallowed the lump in your throat. “Easy with the belt.”

He nods and kisses your neck gently, but just before pulling away, he clamps his teeth down on your pulse point hard, making you yelp out in pain.

“Of course you don’t need to safe word. Such an obedient little slut. Maybe that’s why Mr. Cluney was able to manipulate that little brain of yours,” Duncan growls, his breath hot as he scales back down your body. He stops at your breasts, the heat falling from his lips sending a certain throb to your core.

“Tell me,” Duncan says quietly, sitting back up. “How much did Mr. Cluney hurt this sweet little kitty of yours?”

“He felt good, Daddy,” you admitted. It wasn’t a lie, of course. Axel was more than capable of-

“SHIT!” You scream, a sudden shock of obscene pain spreading across your cunt and pelvis. An obscenely loud wet sound resonates in the room, and you look up at Duncan, eyes wide as his face is lax, looking at you with no sympathy. The ring on his finger glistens from your arousal, under the lights of your bedroom.

“D-Daddy...” You whimper up at him. Duncan hums before shrugging, shifting closer.

“He felt good, huh? It felt good to go against daddy? Be a good little slut for Mr. Cluney, no?”

You started to shake your head before he brings the palm of his hand down to your wet core again, the formerly dulling slap bringing back a warm sting. You feel his ring hard against your mound, and you can’t help but focus on that intense sting. You arch your back as you cry out, a new wave of tears arising to your waterline.

“Don’t.” Slap. “Fucking.”Slap. “Lie.” Slap. “To.” Slap. “Me.”

Your pussy burned with each slap, the roughness and vulgarity of the action made you feel incredibly small against the borderline scary man before you. He snickered down at you as you cried, helplessly thrusting your hips into nothing in hopes of relief. You felt the heat radiating off your freshly abused skin, and you gaze up at Duncan in hopes of finding that glimmer of mercy.

Your head feels like Duncan’s holding it underwater, only bringing you up when his words, his slaps, the evil glare he sends you fades.

“Open your fucking mouth,” he demands, planting his hands on either side of you. You shakily obey, letting quiet, trembling huffs of tears out of your parted lips. Duncan jams three of his fingers inside your mouth, easing you past his knuckles in the first act of mercy he’s shown you all day.

“I was in a fucking meeting,” he says in anger. “You and Mr. Cluney almost cost me my goddamned job. Do you fucking understand me?” He shoves his fingers deeper, making you gag at his sudden movement. You breathe as smoothly as you can through your nose, but you find it hard to do because of your cries of stimulation.

Duncan shifts his knee between your legs, the roughness of his dark jeans creating a painful and burning chafe to your puffy cunt that stuns you enough to actually choke on his digits. He shushes you gently as cough around them, guiding his fingers out, and you sit up and try not to get sick.

You start to cry through your coughs, shaking violently as you struggle to catch your breath.

“Please daddy, I’m sorry,” you manage between deep breaths. It’s hard to look at him, it’s like it’s not even Duncan anymore. This is a new beast, one you’re not used to.

Duncan could be rough, but this is almost crazy.

He leans in close, breath hot as he breathes through his nose.

“I’ll bet you are. I’ll bet you fucking are.” He grabs your shoulder and pushed you back flat on the bed. He adds some extra spit onto his fingers before shoving them into you.

You practically scream at the roughness of his touch, his fingers and hand smacking into your swollen, throbbing cunt.

It almost becomes to much, the burning from his ring-clad, palm opened smacks being refreshed from the jamming of his fingers.

“Daddy,” You sob, eyes screwed shut. “Please.”

He shushes you again, but when you open your eyes to look at him, his face is much softer. “You’re almost done, baby. I’m almost done. Taking your punishment so well.”

You nod and screw your eyes shut again, trying to focus on the sweet stimulation Duncan’s fingering sends up and down your nervous system, but the overwhelming sting of the former slaps making themselves known. His free hand travels up your body and he pins his weight onto your throat, hard. Your own hand flies to his wrist as the pressure makes it hard to breathe, but you know he’s in control, and clawing at his arm is useless.

Your lungs beg for air, and your eyes are wide as you tap his arm three times, a sign to make him ease up. He does slightly, but it’s clear he’s not done with his lesson.

“Whose pussy is this really!” Duncan yells at you. His body practically traps you, the immediate feeling of claustrophobia and drowning fills your chest, and Duncan’s voice sounds far away again.

“Yours!” You cry back.

“Whose!”

“Yours!”

“WHOSE!”

“YOURS!”

The room goes quiet as Duncan finally starts to inch away from you, his face losing its red anger and he finally looks like his old self.

“Duncan,” You whimper, nails digging into the sheets. “I don’t wanna play anymore.”

“I know, baby,” he responds. He knows it’s becoming too much, but is surprised that you hold out on your safeword.

“Please let me cum, please, please-“

“Do it,” he whispered. “Daddy’s done being mad. You can cum.”

You groan in relief as he agrees, and you arch your back as he continues to curl his long fingers.

Your orgasm doesn’t take very long to build, it was prominent when Duncan was spanking you. But it soon crashes into you like a truck, stealing your breath and making dark spots cloud your vision. You lay limp as Duncan continues to finger you, unable to form coherent words. You babble up at him, dazed, as you feel your hot fluids spill over your thighs.

Everything’s on fire as you cum, your nerves screaming out at him, begging him to be gentle.

Duncan finally finishes his ferocious curls as you start to twitch, your body already twitching in discomfort at the end of your climax. You lay in front of him, a whimpering, shaky, mentally broken mess. It feels to good to stop Duncan when he’s on a rampage like that, but the aftermath is almost enough to drive you insane.

He brings his fingers to his lips, sucking on them to clean them of your juices.

“I am still... so incredibly, horrendously, indescribably mad at you both,” he whispers calmly. You sniffle and nod, wrapping your arms around yourself. He brushes the hair out of your face, but his heart breaks when you flinch lightly.

“If you ever, ever think it’s a good idea to listen to him about fucking with me while I’m at work, don’t listen to him.”

“We thought it would make you bothered,” you mutter, voice hoarse.

“I know, baby,” he says softly. “Can I hold you?”

You shake your head, the sweat from your punishment starting to form. Duncan sighs.

“I think I took it to far-“

“No,” you say suddenly. You try to sit up, but the welts on your ass from his belt prevent it. “Don��t do this. Don’t do this to yourself. You didn’t do anything wrong.” You reach for his hand, and he grabs yours gently. “I just can’t move right now. I’m just trying to... come back down.”

“What can I get? What can I do?”

You sigh in thought, “water. Something to eat. You, and Axel’s aloe vera.”

“Do you want Axel to come too?” Duncan asks.

You nod and slowly release his hand.

“Okay- I’ll be back,” Duncan assures, leaning down to kiss your cheek. The bed shifts as it stands up, and he scratches the back of his head as he leaves.

The air in the hallway is cooler than in the room, and Axel smirks at him as he sees him.

“Well, well, well, I assume  you need some help with the whole teddy bear thing?” He asks, pausing his movie.

Duncan nodded, “She specifically requested for you and your aloe.”

“Aloe?” Axel asks, standing up. “How bad was this punishment?”

“Bad.”

Axel merely grins as he follows Duncan into the kitchen, opening the fridge for aloe and a chilled water bottle.

“I gotta ask,” axel says suddenly. “What exactly is yours, Mr. Shepherd?”

Duncan chuckled lowly as he grabs a box of crackers from the cupboard, taking one out himself before looking dead at Axel.

“What’s mine, Mr. Cluney,” he points across the kitchen where his room is, down the hall. “Is that sweet, obedient pussy down the hall, covered in bruises from my belt, rings, and choking, and the girl who owns it.”

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[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day One Hundred Seventy-Eight: It Was Pink ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Hyūga Hiashi, Umino Iruka ] [ SasuHina ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

She took it with her everywhere. The grocery store with her mother, the park, her occasional doctor visits, relatives’ houses...everywhere. Whenever Hinata Hyūga went, her little bunny plush went with her. It was pink, and unbelievably soft, with long floppy ears, and a heart-shaped nose. Big brown eyes seemed to stare right through a person as she’d cling it to her chest like a life preserver. It was her comfort, her best friend, her safety blanket. A first gift from mother to daughter upon their arrival home from the hospital. From the moment her tiny fingers could grip its soft plush form, they rarely let go. Sitting at the table, riding in the car, waiting in line: her constant companion.

And after her mother passed bringing her little sister into the world...it became one of the few shreds left Hinata had of the first person who loved her. Hanabi, that sister, was given a similar gift: a blue elephant...but it never seemed to carry the same weight.

Hinata’s emotional attachment to the toy was unfathomable. Any time it was out of sight, or thought to be lost, she was inconsolable. Her only relief would be its safe return. She slept with it, played with it, ate with it. No matter the task at hand, it had to be there, too.

And then came school.

Hiashi tried to pry it from her. Keep it home. It might get lost, he told her. It might get stolen. Dirty. Torn. But all in all, she didn’t care. Nothing was enough of a deterrent to make her consider leaving the bunny behind. The only compromise her father could eek out of her was to write, with a permanent marker, on the bottom of the plush:

Property of Hinata Hyūga. Along with their address, and their phone number.

Hopefully, that way, it would never get lost...at least, not forever.

So, come the first day of school, Hinata had her backpack, and with its head sticking out the top (so it could breathe, she reasoned) was the plush. Hiashi, taking her in to ensure she settled comfortably, looked almost embarrassed to be seen with a daughter acting so infantile. 

All the other first years were milling about, almost all with accompanying parents, some with elder siblings. Looking around in wonder, Hinata barely resisted the urge to fetch her bunny from her bag and hold it tight. After all, she had to spare a hand to hold her father’s. And she tried to never hold her precious bun with less than two hands. Not after so many times dropping it.

Her new teacher was a young, nervous-looking man. Iruka Umino, as he introduced himself to Hiashi. The pair spoke for a time before attention turned to Hinata.

Knees bending to her level, he gave her a wide smile. “Hello, Hinata! I’ll be your new teacher. It’s very nice to meet you!”

Her chin ducked to her chest shyly. “H...hello.”

“She’s rather wary of strangers,” her father warned.

“Oh, that’s fine - every child should be, really. Strangers can mean danger. But I’m sure we’ll get along soon, once we get to know each other.” A hand gently rested atop her head, stroking her hair.

It warmed something in her chest.

“Now, I should warn you…” Hiashi then went on, tone quieting as to avoid being overhead, and embarrassed. “She has a toy that she’s...very fond of. She insisted she bring it to class. I hope it won’t be a distraction…?”

“Oh, not at all! A lot of kids bring familiar things with them to their first class. And to the contrary, it usually helps them focus by keeping them calm! We’ll be sure to keep an eye on it, so it doesn’t get taken by any other kids.”

Not looking wholly convinced, Hiashi simply nodded. Clearly his distaste for the crutch remained.

As the morning aged and the first bell rang, he left her in Iruka’s care to head into work. The rest of his class gathered, Iruka ferried them all into their classroom, giving introductions and starting them on their education. Hinata was settled into her own little desk, plush held to her chest. Given their age and the new environment, the first day was kept relatively tame, and soon, it was time for their first recess.

The play yard was massive: several acres watched over by the teachers as their classes were given time to roam, run, and play. Shy as ever, Hinata mostly lingered by the building, watching the other kids and keeping ahold of her toy.

But after a few minutes, she heard something...strange. Glancing about in search of its source, she eventually parted her way through some bushes in an inlet of the school’s outer walls.

There, tucked away and...crying? was a boy her age: knees hugged to his chest and face hidden atop their caps.

“Um...h-hello…?”

Startling, his head snapped up, tear-stained face looking to her in surprise before dashing at his cheeks with a hand. “W...what do you want?”

“I heard you, and...went to find you. Um...are you - are you okay?”

Expression wilting, he refused to look at her. “...I’m fine.”

“Then...w-why are you crying?”

“...my dad didn’t let me take Mister Roary to school today…”

“Mister...Roary…?”

“My dinosaur. I wanted to take him with me. But Dad said no, and when I - w-when I cried, he…” The boy’s lip trembled. “...he t-threw him away…! Said that t-toys are for babies, and…” Words dissolved into crying, and Hinata wilted in sympathy. His toy was thrown away…? What an evil, evil thing to do! While Hiashi has bemoaned her attachment before, he’s never threatened to take her plush away.

“...I’m sorry…” Getting a bit closer, she crouched, still holding her bunny. Glancing down to it, Hinata thought for a long moment...and then held it out. “...here.”

Sniffling, the boy looked up, still hiccuping before looking to her offering. “W...what…?”

“This is my bunny. She keeps me company. My mama gave it to me a long time ago, when I was a baby. But I think - I think she should go with you.”

Awe slacked the boy’s face. “You’re...giving her to me…?”

Hinata gave a nod. “She’s my best friend. But nobody should be alone. She can go with you, now.”

Still shocked, it took him a moment, but after a pause, he carefully accepted the plush. Dark eyes looking it over, he then brought it to his chest, curling around it tightly.

“...thank you...does she have a name…?”

“I just call her Bunny, but you can call her whatever you w-want. She’s your friend now, okay? Don’t let your daddy see her, though!”

“I won’t.” Nuzzling his cheek against the soft material, he then asked, “What’s your name?”

“Hinata. What - what’s your name?”

“Sasuke.”

“Hi, Sasuke.”

“...can we be friends?”

That got her to brighten. “Y...yeah! Bunny is my friend, and your friend...so we’re friends, too!”

A tentative smile pulled at his face. “...okay.”

And so it was.

Awaiting her father’s arrival after school, Hinata waved as Sasuke walked with his brother, gushing about his new toy, and his new friend.

Of course, the first thing Hiashi noticed was the plush’s absence. “Hinata, where is Bunny?”

“She went with a friend!”

He stared, jaw nearly agape. “You...you gave her to someone else?”

A nod. “...he needed her more than me.”

After a moment, a kind of understanding softened his form. “...well, maybe you’ll see her again someday.”

“...maybe.”

Fate, however, had other ideas.

After two years of school together...Hinata found Sasuke missing from the classroom at the beginning of their third year. After several days of worrying, the rumors made their way to her.

Sasuke and Itachi’s mother had divorced their father, and taken them to another city where her sister and her son lived. Sasuke was now attending another school, in another town.

The news, admittedly, saddened her greatly. The pair had become good friends over their two years of school together. But Mikoto had decided that Fugaku’s hard methods of parenting were...unsuitable for her children.

It had all began with him throwing the boys’ toys away.

But he never did find Bunny.

And that, at least, Hinata took comfort in: knowing Sasuke had a friend to take with him. That, in some small way, part of her, too, went with him.

...she hoped Hiashi was right: that she would see Bunny again. Because now, that meant seeing Sasuke, too.

The rest of primary and middle school passed quickly, each year seemingly shorter than the last. And now, secondary school is already half over, Hinata contemplating where her life will lead once it’s all said and done.

And even after so many years, she still wonders how Bunny and Sasuke are doing.

Arranging her locker on the first day of her penultimate year, she glances over as whispers reach her. Girls flock together, all staring at something - someone? - down the hallway. Trying to glance between them, Hinata’s eyes squint through the masses.

...and then she sees him. There’s no mistaking that unruly hair.

Bag hanging at his side as he scopes out his locker, Sasuke glances between numbered plates and a folded paper in his hand. The gaggle of girls move to the other wall as he gets closer, allowing him passage through the corridor.

Hinata, still surprised, just...stands there.

Glancing to the remaining obstacle as he keeps up his search, Sasuke meets her eyes.

...they stare.

Recognition slowly brightens his gaze. “...Hinata…?”

“...Sasuke.”

Searching her face for a long moment, he then seems to startle. “...hold on.” Tucking his guide between his teeth, he unzips his bag, digging around before pulling something from its depths.

It...it’s Bunny.

Staring at the plush - which hardly seems a day worse for wear - Hinata eventually drags her eyes up to his face. “...you...you still…?”

“I think it’s about time she went home...don’t you think?”

Blinking slowly, Hinata gazes at the plush, softening...and taking it into her arms. Funny...it seems so much smaller now as she gives it a welcoming squeeze. Smiling warmly, eyes closed, she then looks up, lips still lifted. “...it’s good to see you both.”

“Yeah...you too.”

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     Oh my goshhh, this is so cute xD I had so much fun writing it! A nice change after feeling so blegh about yesterday's, lol      I do love me some childhood!SasuHina. They're both just such adorable babbs. Them being friends as kiddos is just...music to my ears. I love it! And them carrying that as they get older, letting it develop into romantic attachment? *chef finger kiss* Perfect xD I super enjoyed writing this piece, indulging in my favorite tropes, lol      Anyway, I gotta call it a night cuz...it's late, as usual xD But! I hope you enjoyed, and thanks so much for reading!