#Not shipping please for the love of god don’t misinterpret this

[her-soliloquies]

I don’t think you had malicious intent when you said “if CaitVi hadn’t kissed or had sex, people could argue about them having a platonic friendship” as it compares to Jayvik and Silco/Vander but please rethink your approach. This is a conversation that always takes place when a queer couple is made canon

Ironically, it’s almost of cis hetero women knocking down a f/f ship in favor of a m/m. I’m not 100% sure how you identify as I’m just responding since you are in the CaitVi tag. Most mlm i know root for the f/f ship, even when their ship doesn’t become canon and vise versa. All queers need more positive rep. And we all need to root for each other.

And that includes asexual and any romantic preferences characters like Viktor may have.

Again I’m sorry if I misinterpreted, i think this is an important discussion the community needs to have either way. I just think a lot of the cis heterosexual people need to cognizant when commenting on the queer community and its ships. As a wlm, I’d keep my cis heterosexual guy friends to stay in their lane if they ‘d criticize a m/m ship over a f/f ship.

Omg I didn't mean it like that at all and I'm sorry if it came across like that. I love love love caitvi with all my heart and I was in no way knocking them down in favor of jayvik or silco/vander. I think my point got lost there somewhere.

What I meant was that there will always be some people who'd never wanna see a relationship between two people of the same gender as romantic, always insisting that it's platonic and that “two people can be close without it being romantic and it's harmful if we see them as gay” etc etc. I've seen so many people acting like that that I wouldn't put it past them to label even caitvi as platonic if they hadn't shown them kissing and having sex. Thank god for fortiche.

[catmintrose]

Funny moment, Silly doodle of this very cursed 1 episode series. /pos

[nekropsii]

Hello! First of all, love your work. Wonderful takes and analysis on the alpha trolls, and also i’m a big fan of sovstuck - both the text and the awesome cool art. I love that every character gets introduced with their own unique artstyle, each oozing with character :)

I wanted to ask, - and please believe that i’m asking in good faith, - about your proship dni. I’ve been seeing discourse about ‘pro/anti ship’ for ages now, but i cannot for the life of me understand what the hell either side stands for. First i hear it’s about abusive or problematic (pedo/incest) ships in general, then it’s about the difference of portrayal/endorsement of those things, then it’s something else entirely and i can never fucking understand what the hell the issue is and why it is so heated.

By no means i’m asking you to speak for the whole discourse or even for the entire ‘side’ of it - if there’s one thing i got, it’s that no one can agree on their definition of what ‘their side’ stands for. But i would like to know what meaning you put into the terms, and what kind of ‘proship’ you would like to not interact with you; i trust that you know what you believe in and are able to put it to words in a way that makes sense and doesn’t contradict itself or common sense, as i sometimes see :”)

I.. understand that since the topic is so divisive, you may get a ton of bullshit in your ask box and notes, should you choose to answer this, both from people who disagree and those who choose to misinterpret what you say. So feel free to ignore this ask if you don’t want to deal with that. Still, i do hope i can someday gain some clarity on this topic haha.

Best wishes!! thanks for what you do :)

Hello! Thank you so much, the compliments mean a lot! They really keep me going, lol!!

First of all, congratulations on formulating the most normal ask adjacent to this topic. Since it's so god damn touchy, people have a tendency to start throwing rocks no matter what "side" they're on, and no matter if they know what the hell they're talking about or not. Frankly, some of the ruckus surrounding this circus act is embarrassing. On both ends. Second of all, while this isn't something I'm an expert in, I do know more than I'd like, so I'd be happy to give my perspective, even if it's potentially a bit limited/flawed.

Thirdly, I'm putting this under a cut, for anyone who doesn't want to read all that.

Content Warning: Discussions of Shipping Discourse, Sexual Assault, Abuse, Grooming, Incest, and Pedophilia.

Let me start this by defining what the Relevant Terms mean:

Shipping: The act of pairing two or more Characters together. Though the term is derived from "Relationship", and therefore is at its core - technically, theoretically - a Neutral Term, it - conversationally, colloquially - carries extremely heavy Romantic Connotations, with a strong implication that said Romance is found to be appealing - typically in the sense of being either Cute, or Sexy. Defining this is not me trying to condescend you - One of the key questions in this discourse is what it means to "ship" something, and whether or not the term implies the shipper is condoning the material inherent to the ship.

ProShip: Essentially means "All For All Shipping". It's the personal, discourse-based identity label equivalent to the phrase "Ship And Let Ship". There's a common misconception floating around that the "Pro" in "ProShip" stands for "Problematic", rather than simply being the positive antonym to the prefix "Anti". While I find this to be a failure of basic deductive reasoning, I can also understand how the conclusion was reached - Proshippers are most commonly associated with "Problematic Content"/"Problematic Ships", and they do tend to take pride in being "Problematic" themselves. Either way, the word "Problematic" is highly associated with them and often reclaimed by them. They also call themselves "Anti-Antis" (horribly stupid label, by the way), and "ComShip(pers)", with the "Com" being short for "Complex". To my knowledge, ComShip is a sect specifically trying to get away from the baggage that the term "ProShip" holds, and away from the very real predator problem within the ProShip Community. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

AntiShip: Essentially means "Against Certain Forms of Shipping". It actually used to be a term for people who were against specific individual ships, rather than a blanket discourse label - for example, rather than someone identifying as just an "Antishipper", they would typically label themselves as "Anti-VrisMeen", or a "VrisMeen-Anti", or whatever their focus was. An important thing to note is that Antis trend Young, and they trend Traumatized. They are typically Teenagers, and their stances are largely informed by their discomfort watching Adults Sexualize Characters who share their age or younger, and discomfort watching people Sexualize some kind of Trauma they've been through - and considering their general ages, it's not unlikely that that Trauma is either Fresh or Ongoing. This is not always the case, but it's such a large amount of the AntiShip crowd, and it's acknowledged so little, that it's worth mentioning. It's a very important piece of context to me.

The general Belief Systems of both sides, as they currently stand, are as follows:

ProShip: ==> Never Harass Anyone Over Their Ships: This is the bones of their beliefs, and where everything started. Essentially, it's rude and unnecessary to send people Harassment over a Ship they enjoy, because not only could you be doing something better with your time, but also it can be pretty difficult to tell the "How/What/Why" of someone's interest in such material. ==> All Forms of Shipping Should Be Allowed, No Matter The Content: This is the meat of their beliefs, and also where the arguing starts. It's exactly what it says on the tin - Anything Goes, including Rape, Abuse, Incest, and Pedophilia. This is why the label is so touchy - many people are extremely uncomfortable with the idea of Fandom going back to its habit of uncritically normalizing + romanticizing Rape, Abuse, Incest, and Pedophilia. Part of this is due to the fact that this uncritical normalization has led to genuine, tangible harm on people in Fandom Spaces, particularly Minors. ==> Being Problematic Is Based: The skin of their beliefs. Many people wrap up Shipping Discourse in terms that make it sound like engaging in it is Political Praxis, somehow. While your stance on Shipping Discourse can certainly be telling of your Political Beliefs, in the way that your stance on literally anything can be telling of that, calling Shipping Discourse on its own some kind of Radical Political Stance is... Deeply silly, and also keeps leading to people saying "Being into Incest/Pedophilia is Queer Nature", like, unironically. I keep seeing this happen. This part of it tends to be very... Spite-driven. ==> Fiction Is Not Reality: Basically their catchphrase - nothing that happens in fiction is real, and therefore has no tangible effect on reality.

AntiShip: ==> Please Tag Your Content Appropriately And Keep It Out Of The Reach Of Minors: The bones of their beliefs. Self Explanatory, typically followed up with "and if you can't do that, don't post/make it at all". To further illustrate this, I'd like to spark any reader's memory of the times where you couldn't Google search "Fluttershy" without being lambasted with hardcore porn. No additions of "R34", or "NSFW", just "Fluttershy". There was no SFW Filters. You just had to fucking fight for your life. Being a child on the Internet is and was extremely rough. There wasn't any Official Tag Filtering on Tumblr until... I think 2017. It was dark. ==> Abuse/Rape/Incest/Pedophilia Should Not Be Considered "Shipping": The meat of their beliefs. Essentially, these are extremely heavy, delicate topics meant to be treated with respect and tact, or not handled at all. This is not possible in Shipping Content. At least, not as we currently understand it, and will likely remain understanding in that way for years to come. They argue that Fanfiction is not ever going to be on par with Vladimir Nabokov's Lolita. Which is true. They also argue that it's impossible for most Fanfictions to treat these sensitive subjects with any respect, which is... Dubious, but also fair, considering the Sturgeon's Law of it all. ==> Ewwwww...: The skin of their beliefs. Disgust. It's a whole lot of disgust. Again, worth reiterating that the bulk of AntiShippers are quite Young and/or Traumatized, and the content they are reacting to tends to be Extreme, so a gut response of disgust is... Honestly, healthy. No 15 Year Old should be stumbling upon art of a child getting frisky with their dad and going "hell yeah, brother!". Though I wish they'd handle their disgust with more tact, I find that it's just... A fair response, given their age, what their backstory tends to be, and what content they tend to be reacting to is. ==> Fiction Affects Reality: Not necessarily their catchphrase, but definitely their counterpoint to the catchphrase of ProShippers. They do not say Fiction is real, just that it does literally have a tangible effect on reality, and point to cases where this is observable. The impact Jaws had on real life sharks is a favorite, as is The Birth of a Nation, and The Turner Diaries. And, of course, the ways that the works put out by ProShippers has tangibly affected the lives of others, especially children.

It is worth noting, I am neither of these things. I do not identify as a ProShipper, nor do I identify as an AntiShipper. I identify as a Horror Writer. I have "DNI: ProShip" in my bio because their stances make me the most uncomfortable, and I have been victimized personally by members of their crowd and the result of their beliefs.

I was Groomed by an Adult ProShipper when I was 14 Years Old. She used her ideologies as a ProShipper to excuse herself and the (sexual) content she forced me to Roleplay with her, and used it to pressure me into writing more and more extreme content. I did not want to do it even at the time - it made me uncomfortable - but she made the idea of saying "No" to her... Quite scary, and like I was the one in the wrong for being uncomfortable with it. After all, Fiction Isn't Reality, right? I am not the only person I know with this experiences. I have met and spoken to countless - and I mean countless - individuals who have had similar experiences with that crowd. The sheer distrust kids and teens tend to have towards them is learned through that crowd's propensity towards grooming them. Because the celebration and normalization of that content breeds comfortability with "the real deal", and comfortability with harboring predators.

I'm sure some ProShippers have noble intentions, and don't realize what the controversy is about. I'm sure some of them are deeply out of the loop, and still think it only means "Being Anti-Harassment". But I do not care enough to give people the chance, just... For the sake of my own sanity. You understand, I'm sure. I do not think that this rift between worlds is ever going to get closed, or that these sides are going to experience amicability, because the question is nuanced and about morality itself, and one side is full of defensive, traumatized teenagers trying to keep themselves and their friends safe from what they are perceiving as legitimate threats to their safety, and the other side is full of people who just wanna jerk it to weird porn.

I'm not personally comfortable with, like, any self-identified ProShipper being near me, just due to my own experiences. Some might try to identify me as one against my will, due to the fact that I am Anti-Harassment and a Horror Writer unafraid to touch upon every single one of the aforementioned sensitive topics, but... I am simply not one, because I don't identify that way, I don't believe in their beliefs, and they creep me out, lol.

My beliefs are that people should be able to write about whatever they want, as long as they handle things with the appropriate amount of care, and as long as they keep things tagged appropriately. I think that harassing people for shipping Stridercest in fucking 2024 is lame because you could be doing literally anything else with your time, and I think shipping Stridercest in fucking 2024 is lame because you could be doing anything else with your time. Like, come on, man, it's not even interesting. They're not even doing anything interesting with it. Where are the themes? There are no themes. It's just brothers mackin' on each other whitely. Come on.

No topic should be off limits, but you should at least give it the care and respect it deserves, and you should make it interesting. Nothing is interesting on its own. Rape is not interesting on its own. Incest is not interesting on its own. Abuse is not interesting on its own. Pedophilia is not interesting on its own. Taboo subjects are not interesting on their own. They're mundane evils that happen literally every day to regular people. In writing, they need to be paired with themes, and, hopefully, with good writing. People who have been through these things deserve not only to have their trauma represented, but handled with care, and also for it to be interesting to read. They deserve to have options. They deserve to have good literature to chew on, to help them digest and cope with their own trauma. It's difficult to do that when you feel invisible to everything but the camera lens of a Fetish Pornographer, and I know many people who are suffering with the fact that their traumas seem to only ever be represented or referenced in shitty pornography.

Sure, some people cope with their own trauma by sexualizing it. I know that's the case for some ProShippers, and their reason for being within that group. But it's certainly not everyone's method of coping, and it shouldn't be the only option... Which is why I'm advocating for safe, non-fetishized exploration of extreme themes.

I think the reason why the discourse is so unclear is because "ProShip" and "AntiShip" aren't very tangible, definite belief systems, and also the talking points are evolving and maturing over time. A few years ago, the beliefs of "Antis" definitely broadly leaned more heavily towards total rejection of those themes being present in any fiction, but their arguments seem to have matured lately into "the problem is the nature of the depiction, not the presence of depiction itself".

That's all I can think of saying right now that wouldn't just be me walking in circles. And don't worry, I can definitely take the hit. I'm not sure what here could be very arguable other than semantics, or maybe a history lesson or two.

Thank you for the ask! Hope this helps!

[levithestripper]

aemond was really hot this episode. i like seeing him desperate and pathetic <3 i really don’t think aemond would kill aegon like larys suggests, i think that’s just larys trying to manipulate aegon.

sunfyre being dead makes no sense. it better just be aegon thinking sunfyre is dead instead of it being a confirmed death.

CORLYS NAMED HIS SHIP AFTER RHAENYS KILLING ME WOULD BE LESS PAINFUL.

oh my god poor tyland is going through it my poor little meow meow.

i love that they show the dyed hair in essos.

DAENERYS???? im sorry what the hell was that vision. we didn’t need that it was pointless. targaryen’s have been misinterpreting dreams of dragons for generations this isn’t of any importance for the dance. showing visions of daemon’s impending death is so dumb, leave us in suspense please???? if you have to talk about how he dies, do it how helaena does with aemond.

not getting a rhaenicent kiss is homophobic 👎🏻

very cool ending montage. i like seeing all sides of the war gear up and get ready for shit to get real. very pretty cinematography.

TESSARION???? WAS THAT TESSARION???? IT LOOKED LIKE HIM DOES THAT MEAN WE FINALLY GET TO SEE MY BOY DAERON NEXT SEASON????

[bkdk-dump-blog]

⚠️Spoilers For MHA Volume 42 (Chapter 429) ⚠️

I’m gonna give you guys a little story time:

I didn’t intend to look for leaks but I was scrolling through the Izuku Midoriya/Katsuki Bakugo tag on AO3 where I found someone dedicating a entire “fic” to complain about Izuchako being canon now instead of Bakudeku. I didn’t even know that 42 got leaked until I saw that

I’m not going to show who wrote it or anything like that, but they seemed a little over dramatic about it and knowing myself I need to see the full picture. Also, I’ve been CRAVING new MHA content! Can you blame me? (Yes, probably)

Surprisingly I only found screenshots of it here on Tumblr and not on Reddit

I’ll say my initial thoughts now just to get it off my chest and then come back to this post one the actual release comes out and I know everything

Shoto, my precious boy! You look so pretty and happy!!! GOD I love the shorter hair on him! He looks so handsome 😊

Just the fact that Izuku and Katsuki are sitting together at the bar… Horikoshi! YOU’RE KILLING ME!!!

It’s honestly surprising that people were upset that Togo died. It was pretty apparent to me but people are allowed to feel how they like

At the end of the day for the Izuchako and Bakudeku war, nobody won in my eyes (from what I’ve seen). Wow… it’s just way more underwhelming than I thought. We only got bits of it but from what I’ve seen, it isn’t looking good…

I don’t think Deku’s father will be shown… Trust me, People would’ve found it through the leaks! I’m honestly not that upset about it since he wasn’t even a character in the first place

OMG I forgot the new Hero Ranking. I’m with the majority saying that I really don’t like it! Dare I say hate it! My boy Bakugo took down All for One and he’s in the 15th SPOT?!?? HUH?? Deku isn’t even on there!! (IK Deku probably recently became active but come on! Deku is literally the main character) Mother fucking Fat Gum is higher than Bakugo?!? Mirio as #1… after the final battle it feels so undeserved. I remember what Nighteye said but still, undeserved

Hopes:

I’m fine that BKDK isn’t canon but Horikoshi.. PLEASE! I just want any scene where Bakugo visits Midoriya when he’s a teacher. I love this headcanon way too much and it fits so well. Even just a little frame would be enough!

I don’t need Bakudeku to be canon, I just need Izuchako to be serviceable and conclude nicely. This is a very personal thing but I kind of understand why Uraraka likes Deku, but I don’t see a reason for Deku to like Uraraka in a meaningful way. Of course there’s the fact that she gave Deku his hero name (now looking back this could be a good start) and her defending him from the refugees at UA but in my eyes that isn’t enough to warrant romantic tension. I really REALLY wish Deku and Uraraka talked after she defended him. Things would’ve flowed much more smoothly! Another thing I don’t understand is with their last interaction Deku calling her his hero. I wish it was more specific. She’s his hero because of what exactly? Her defending him? Giving him his name? Killing Toga? Maybe I’m misinterpreting something. Used to find the ship cute in the beginning but now it’s just :/

[deathbydarkelves]

🍎🌽 for cathy and 🍑🍾 for tarinne and 🍩 for them both 👁👁

AGH sorry for the late response, I reblogged that questionnaire and then went on my social media break and then forgot about it and THEN had to study for/do exams so I couldn’t finish it until now </3

below the cut because I say words too much 😌

CATHALA:

🍎: Do they share any features or traits with any family members?

Cathala takes a lot after her mom personality-wise. Neither of them is/was really all that crazy about this “people” thing. The instant either of them entered a conversation with anyone other than close friends or family, they would already be trying to leave it most of the time. They’re also both kinda stubborn and self-sure, but ultimately very caring at heart. As for her sister, Alarien had the same love of adventure. Cathala was always more willing to push the limits of “safe” however. Also, ultimately Alarien never would’ve gone to the extent of packing up and boarding a ship that was expected to spend at least a year or two at sea (RIP to that estimate). Lastly, even before Pandaria she had a love for cooking and food, which came from her dad. As for physical resemblances, I don’t have concrete designs for her family yet, but I mean… they do all look related hjsbcj

🌽: How does this OC feel about acts of affection? What's their favourite act of affection, physical or emotional?

Cathala’s super “>:(“ on the outside but inside she is just a big ol’ romantic, so when it comes to romantic affection she’s like “YES YES PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS.” Well, at least in private, she’s not SUPER big on PDA but yeah. About whether she likes physical or emotional romantic affection more, eh, I guess both equally? They’re both very important to her, she needs lots of physical affection because girl same and emotional support/validation because jesus have you looked at the bullshit going on on Azeroth lately? She needs to feel understood and seen because she still deals with feelings of alienation from both night elves and pandaren. She's stuck in a weird middle and it's very isolating at times, especially with no living blood relatives ;_; When it comes to platonic affection, she’s not super physical and generally does not like it when people touch her, regardless of how well she knows them (she is a great hugger though I tell you hwhat). Emotionally she appreciates it when a friend will let her rant about her problems and reminisce on good times, and hope about the future (actually I guess that’s true for a romantic partner too). Despite how she may seem, she is an optimist (or tries to be), so having people to talk to about the good things the future might hold is validating of that.

(initially I misinterpreted the wording and understood “what’s their favorite act of affection, physical or emotional?” as “what’s their favorite act of affection: physical, or emotional?” so that’s why the beginning of my answer is like that. But I don’t wanna rewrite it because, again, exams have drained me OTL)

TARINNE:

🍑: What sort of traits does your OC look for in a Significant Other?

Brain too mushy about love so this one is bullet points instead of full sentences 👉👈

-Not afraid to do the crazy shit she gets up to -Not intimidated by her (or vice versa) -Is comfortable being a listener in conversations -Absolutely no interest in kids -Very physically affectionate and cuddly n shit, y’know :3 -Could beat her ass in a duel

🍾: Does your OC believe in luck? If so, do they have any charm or ritual they do before a stressful event?

I had to think about this one for a while, but I’d say no? She gambles on occasion and carries dice around, but doesn’t really have any sort of lucky charm or ritual. However, she is devout, much more than Cathala (though about average for night elves, y’know), so she does look for divine signs and stuff like that. I guess in our world the line between those two can be blurry (depending on who you ask), but in a setting like Warcraft, gods and spirits are just a fact of the universe so ehhhh? TL;DR lucky charms and rituals no, praying for guidance/assistance yes.

BOTH:

🍩: What's a crime your OC is most likely to commit? What's a crime they're most likely to get arrested for?

gonna be honest I thought that emoji was a curled-up millipede at first glance

For Tarinne the first answer is absolutely theft. She's not like the stereotypical RPG klepto rogue but she is very much emptying the pockets of every dude she kills/finds already dead because "hey they're not using it anymore." Also stealing from places belonging to people she doesn’t like, e.g. Horde camps or something. She is still an archaeologist/historian though so she never removes anything from ruins if she has the choice. Her most likely arrest would be… well, murder. She's definitely broken into places to kill high-profile bounties and stuff, and sometimes those bounties have guards or are in a highly populated city 🤷‍♀️ On a related note she'd also be arrested for getting into a brawl with a royal guard because ACGAB and she has a History with humans in armor so she refuses to take shit from them 😌

Most likely crime for Cathala… probably trespassing/breaking and entering? If she wants to go somewhere she will find a way. Something as simple as a wall or barbed wire won't keep her in or out. For the same reasons as Tarinne, she would also be arrested for murder. Such is the way of being fantasy RPG characters jhsdbcjsjdhc But she would also be arrested for resisting arrest because she does not believe in surrender <3

[the-witty-pen-name]

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Mando x Reader (F)

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, fluff (18+ only, please and thank you!)

Mando’a Translations:

mesh’la = beautiful

sarad = flower

kair’ta= my desperate heart

Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum = I love you

A/N: This is only my second one shot I have ever written and my first attempt at smut. This is also unedited. Hopefully you enjoy!

You often wondered if Mando knew the effect he had on the women around him, especially you. Underneath the stone cold stare of the beskar, was there a man completely aware of the way his presence made you quiver and your heartbeat quicken? Did he smirk taking in your flustered state and pride himself watching you fumble over your words?

He had to see the way eyes would follow him when he walked. His outward appearance demanded the attention of the whole room effortlessly. Everyone was on edge, eyes wide and whispers hushed wherever he went.

And you felt the stares. The jealousy and spite directed towards you as you followed closely behind. The glorious specimen of a man, covered head to toe in the beskar armor, always turned heads. The pure charisma and energy he radiated without showing any of his face was astounding. The small child traveled beside you in his floating pram. Oftentimes, your relationship to the Mandolorian was misinterpreted, making it the topic of conversation whenever someone approached the two of you.

You worked for him. Hired as a nanny on board the Razorcrest. That was the extent of the relationship as far as you were aware. Over the weeks of staying on the ship, perhaps he could now also call you a friend, but you doubted you’d ever be more.

About a month after you had joined the very small crew (your presence actually making it a crew) he heard you from your bunk in the middle of the night. He had been woken up by a nightmare, and was heading to the ‘fresher when he heard the muffled moans from the other side of the door to your bunk.

He would be lying if he said he hadn’t done the same most nights. Despite the way the armor portrayed him, the man was severely touch starved and also quite the hopeless romantic. He’d never had someone whom he co-existed with on this level and everyday the two of you grew closer and closer. He loved to watch you, hidden under the protection of the helmet, take care of the child. It was something he longed for, both of you to be his- his clan, his family. The idea was his long harbored dream to have people who he could share his life with and care for.

However, he feared the aspects of what attracted you to him were not actually him. He feared you were attracted and wanted the Mandolorian and Din Djarin would pale in comparison to the bounty hunter in the beskar. You’d never seen him without any of his armor, except maybe no gloves sometimes in passing. In comparison to the man he knew he presented outwardly, there was no way he thought what lied underneath would be enough.

But there he stood, frozen in place at the sounds coming from your bunk. The door was sealed shut, but he stood there regardless- his eyes staring intently at the door like he’d somehow be able to see through. The sounds were muffled by the doorway but he could still hear faintly the moans and curses leaving your lips. He felt his pants tighten and he strained to hold back a moan himself when his name escaped your lips. He wished it was his own, but the nickname was enough to drive him crazy.

When he snapped out of his trance, he realized he had been standing there for far too long. He became aware at how hard he was, and it was almost painful. He let out a soft, wanting groan, and headed back to his own bunk finishing himself off alone that night like usual.

The next week, you noticed how Mando was keeping his distance. Usually, the silences were never awkward like they once were. You both had reached the point of being able to share a silence. The comfortable quiet of the night on the razorcrest are now gone again. The rigidness of his demeanor followed him back home when he usually reserved that for the outside world. The only time now he seemed to be at ease was when he was handling the kid. The paternal love was unwavering. However, as soon as you were in the vicinity, his demeanor changed again.

That went on for about a week before you mustered up the courage to confront him. The child was asleep in his orb and you watched as Mando closed the lid.

“Did I do something?” You ask hesitantly, wrapping your arms around yourself. You heard him let out a sigh, distorted slightly by the modulator.

“No.” He walked by you and avoided further conversation by climbing up the ladder.

You waited a moment, just staring at the ladder, a little dumbfounded. It wasn’t like he was a man of many words but he at least could’ve been a little more compassionate. Over the weeks you’d spent on the ship, you knew he wasn’t acting like himself. He was keeping on the front he kept up outside the ship. You couldn’t figure out why.

“Can you please talk to me?” You asked, climbing up the ladder. The door in front of you opened and you took you seat in the copilots chair. He abruptly stopped everything and turned to face you immediately.

“What?” He asked shortly, the modulator making it sound especially more intimidating. His legs spread apart and he rested his elbows on his thighs, clasping his gloved hands together. If it wasn’t the hottest thing you’d ever seen.

“I-I,” you began, getting flustered and suddenly unable to confront him in the put together state you had wanted. “I noticed you’re acting differently... and I just- I just want to fix whatever I did wrong so we... we can go back to normal.”

Although you couldn’t see his eyes, his gaze felt incredibly heavy. He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest, his thighs spreading a little more. The helmet tilted to the side slightly, looking like he was trying to figure out what to say or do to you.

“I don’t think we can go back to normal,” he responds finally. You can’t hear that he’s messing with you. You’re convinced he’s going to drop you off at the next planet. Oh gods what did you do? You must’ve look horrified because you hear a low chuckle coming from the Mandolorian.

“Maybe we could,” he said standing up. He walked slowly over to you. He placed his hands on the armrests, his body towering over yours. “But I don’t know about you, mesh’la, but I definitely do not want that.”

“Y-you don’t?” You asked tentatively. You felt so small. Despite the visor you could just feel him staring right through you like you were as thin as paper. His gaze was burning a hole right through you.

“I don’t” he said, his amusement evident in his voice. “And I don’t think you want that either.”

“Oh..?” You questioned, a little shocked. You couldn’t think straight. You were sure he could see your legs shake at your nervousness. He was so close. And the way he was towering over you made your knees weak.

“I heard you, mesh’la,” he whispers huskily. “Please... tell me if this is okay...” His gloves fingers moving from where they gripped the armrest to ghost up your arm until the palm of his hand settled to cup your cheek. “Do you want this too?”

“Yes,” you breathed shakily. You couldn’t believe this was happening. You were scared to move, like you’d wake yourself up and you’d find yourself alone in your bunk. “Mando- gods yes.”

“You’re so perfect, mesh’la,” he mumbles, his hands sliding down your body. You feel goosebumps rise on your skin following his touch. “Always so good to me.”

In a swift motion, he suddenly grips your waist and he effortlessly pulls you up so you are on his shoulder. You were shocked at how easily he was able to accomplish this. His large hand gripped the back of your thighs and somehow carried you down the ladder to his bunk fairly seamlessly.

When the door to his bunk slid closed, the room became pitch black as he carefully placed you on his bunk. You couldn’t see anything in the darkness. But you heard the rustlings of Mando taking off the beskar armor and the clicks of releasing his helmet.

You felt the mattress dip and his larger frame climb over you. His hands held him up and you felt the tickle of a mustache and stubble as his soft lips peppered kisses up your neck and jaw.

Your hands instinctively reached to run through his hair. You couldn’t specify a color of course but you could feel his gorgeously messy curls.

“So long I’ve wanted you just like this,” Mando groaned in your ear. It was the first time hearing his voice without the hindrance of the helmet. His hands moved to the hem of your shirt and you helped him strip you of it before attaching his lips to yours.

You felt him smiling against your lips and the feeling of his hands wandering your body was enough to drive you crazy. His hands were large and soft, but still you could feel a few callouses on the palms. He basked in the feeling of your skin against his.

Breaking away from the kiss, he pulled off his remaining clothes and you did the same, both of you just desperately trying to have as much skin touching as physically possible. Mando loved the feeling of your skin and he showed you by using his hands to touch every part of you.

Just the feeling of his hands drove you crazy. It was intoxicating just like the rest of the man hovering above you. Your fingers grazed his back and left small scratches, the sensation making him moan softly against your lips. One hand slipped down to your thighs and instinctively you spread your legs for him.

“Good girl,” he mumbled against your neck, his breath hot. You let out a moan as a response and then a gasp when his fingers found your clit. “You’re so wet for me mesh’la.”

“Mando- please,” you manage to breathe, your head falling back into his pillow as he rubs your clit teasingly slow. “I need you.”

He leans down and leaves a trail of kisses from your neck to your chest. He begins to suck tantalizingly on your hardened nipple and then places two fingers inside you. You moan out his name in pure ecstasy when he begins pumping them in and out, switching his lips to suck on your other breast.

His fingers were magic. The way they moved so effortlessly to your body just felt perfect. Like he had touched you a million times and knew just how to treat it. It was amazing. “I-I’m close..,” you managed to moan out and he pulled away at your words. The detachment made you groan, at the sudden feeling.

He connected his lips to yours in a passionate kiss as he slid his hardened cock into you. “F-fuck,” he moans against your lips, “you’re so tight, mesh’la. It feels so right.”

You wrap your leg around his waist, pulling him closer to you. Your hands wrap around his neck pulling him into another passionate kiss. You savor every moan he makes and your own moans fill the small space as he moves in and out of you.

The moment is so full of love and intimacy. He’s treating you with such care and unwavering affection. This isn’t like your fantasy, but this to you was so much better. The moments you fantasized about were based on the armor, not the man underneath. The armor was all you knew, but now in his own way, he’s baring himself to you as much as he could in the way he knew how. He loved you and if he couldn’t say all that he wanted to say, he would show you.

“Mando,” you moaned as his lips trailed down from yours to kiss and bite your neck. “You feel incredible.”

“You’re so tight, sarad,” he moans, his breath hot against your ear. “Oh kair’ta..”

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum,” you whisper, your Mando’a broken and you weren’t sure you were even pronouncing it right.

“Fuck,” he groaned at your words. The sound of his language on your lips affecting him in such a way. He could listen to you speak that way forever. “I love you too,” he moans, “I love you so much.”

As you feel your getting close to your release, you feel his strides become more sloppy and you know he’s close too. Your head sinks into the pillow and your back arches at the sensation.

“I-I’m close,” you manage to say amongst the other noises you release.

“Cum for me, mesh’la,” he states feeling his own orgasm fast approaching. He grips your hips tightly, and continues his thrusts, the feeling of you tightening around him, sending him over the edge. “Fuck,” he gasps, as he reaches his orgasm. The feeling of him as overwhelming as the sensation triggers your own release.

When you are both finish, he pulls out of you and you sigh at the lack of contact. He lays down and pulls you into his chest, holding you closely. You can feel his heartbeat and his heavy breathing. You rest your head in the crook of his neck, wanting to be just as close to him.

“Can this be our new normal?” You ask softly, and you feel his chest rumble as he laughs gently.

“I want you like this everyday for the rest of my life,” he confesses, his hands comfortingly rubbing your back. The two of you just enjoy the moments of peace in your new found bliss before getting up to clean yourselves.

“I love you,” he whispers, kissing your forehead tenderly.

With you in his arms, his son sleeping soundly in another part of his ship, he realized his dream was unfolding for him in these moments of quiet you both shared together in darkness. He’d one day show you his face, and share his real name- and give you everything you could ever want. He intends to marry you, and give you a better life than the one you currently share on the crest. As he lays there, with you in his arms, he finds so much comfort in the feeling- knowing it’s something he can allow himself to get used to.

[balladwind]

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THREADS

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03. usually, i match length. but i can also write a lot. i write a hecking lot, especially when it comes to meme in askbox. i ramble a lot. but don’t feel stressed over matching lengths - just give me something to reply to.

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[cassyapper]

I hope you don’t mind me blabbing in your asks box but you’re interpretation of Kakyoin tells me you’re a smart person and I need to get this off my chest to someone who’s smart (feel free to ignore😭)

Whenever the topic of Kakyoin being anything but cis het arises Jotaro is always brought along with it to validate him, and yeah I get that it’s a popular ship or whatever but I feel like Kakyoin deserves to be treated as his own character with his own deepness if that makes sense.

To me I feel like it was pretty obvious how queer coded Kakyoin is yet it seems like people only talk about him being gay when they need an excuse for Jotaro to be gay as well. And aside from all that I just generally wish people would dive into Jotaro’s and Kakyoin’s relationship beyond it being just romantic, like perhaps in au where Kakyoin survives instead of the fandom treating him like a trophy wife to Jotaro they’d explore the aftermath of what happened in their past and how it would affect their friendship/ relationship after...

It’s just upsetting to see how Kakyoin’s character is so widely misinterpreted by everyone (people who think he’s gay and the others who r against that), both sides always boil him down to a plain character with no nuance or dimension to him whatsoever.

Again sorry for bothering you with my rant!💜

DO NOT EVER APOLOGIZE FOR TALKING KAKYOIN WITH ME ANON OMG i love love love love love this crazy ass kid so much i love to hear it i love to see it i love love LOVE to talk about it please never ever apologize please feel free to come into my ask box at any time literally any day and say anything just absolutely anything about kakyoin i love him so much i love him desperately i love to discuss him i love him don't ever apologize cause you have in fact made my night sending me this so thank you thank thank you

AS for the actual content of your message: I COULDN'T AGREE MORE DUDE it's actually INFURIATING how people refuse to treat this kid as his own character like it actually drives me made and insane and is part of the reason I've started writing my own part 4 kakyoin fic

but no i asolutely agree. i get his relationship with jotaro may ADD to why he's queercoded but it is ABSOLUTELY NOT the main pillar of it. kakyoin literally grew up isolated because he knew he was different from his peers on a fundamental level and he decided he wouldn't trust them because of it. that is LITERALLY the most lgbt coded backstory you could give anyone. stands as a whole are very very very lgbt coded tbh. but anyway kakyoin also refers to himself in Japanese with varying pronouns, some of which are usually reserved for feminine persons rather than masculine, which screams his transness or otherwise gnc. he LITERALLY SAYS. like ok. in the infamous holly line he LITERALLY SAYS "THE PERSON I'D LIKE TO MARRY." NOT THE WOMAN. THE PERSON. THIS WAS SUCH A SMALL DISTINCTION BUT IT WAS AN IMPORTANT ONE FOR LGBT PPL ESPECIALLY IN THE 80S FOR TALKING ABOUT THEIR ATTRACTION/FUTURE PARTNERS WITHOUT EXPLICITLY OUTING THEMSELVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!!

literally ALL OF THIS ^^^ AND PEOPLE STILL ONLY BRING UP LGBT KAKYOIN JUST TO TALK ABOUT GAY JOTARO IT'S LIKE SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP THEY ARE LGBT WITHOUT HAVING TO BE IN A RELATIONSHIP THERE IS MORE TO BEING LGBT AND THIS CULTURE THAN BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP!!!!!!!!! ARUGH

but yeah god i agree so much it drives me insane. kakyoin is his own character with his own reasons for being clearly queercoded but ppl don't talk about it unless it's in a shipping context and it DRIVES ME INSANE!!! but anyway i agree so much anon thank you for sending this in i love kakyoin so much

[elyvorg]

elyvorg’s Great Ace Attorney Liveblog - Cases 2-1 & 2-2

This is a transcript of a liveblog that I originally did on Discord, having played a fan translation of the first game years ago and knowing a spoiler for the second game. I do not recommend following along with this on your first playthrough!

[[Please also bear in mind that I’ve long since finished the game by now, so if past-me wildly misinterprets something here (and I often did), no need to correct me, I already know!]]

Live reactions: 2-1, beginning

elyvorg

- ooooooh we get to play as Susato being a lawyer, that's cool!!!

- Miss Brett's been murdered?!?!

- I totally assumed that was her father's grave she was visiting, not Kazuma's

Bench

Yep, twists right off the bat!

elyvorg

I did vaguely suspect the Susato thing, because I'd seen some art that implies you get to play as a female lawyer in GAA2, but I doubted they'd introduce somebody new for the second half of the story, so I was like, hmmmm what if that's Susato pretending to be a guy because sexism

her dad looks... fine... not ill at all... ¬.¬

huh for a second I thought she'd be defending her dad, heh

guess he's more like the assistant role here

:3 it's Susato's best friend! everybody in this game has friends (please let Kazuma still be alive)

Bench

Friendship!

elyvorg

susato you'll be fiiine, you understood this law thing way better than Ryunosuke ever did in his first case

oh no she's picked up the nervous darting eyes from him xD

yes, look, judge, "Ryutaro" has the same nervous eyes as his "cousin", this is completely legit

elyvorg

...the fact that Ryunosuke was studying English at university sure helps to explain why he's so fluent in it, dunno why they didn't establish that fact sooner

okay so Brett definitely never got on the ship during case 2, shushhhh there goes that theory

(did somebody murder the swan, too? D: )

she asked to go to the bathing spot before leaving, something's definitely Up with that

she just kept working at the university? geez, Japan's judicial system

Auchi it was really more Kazuma who humiliated you, not Ryunosuke, you know

yes, Hosonaga, the best disguise

also Soseki!

love how some instinct in Susato's brain feels she needs to slam herself backwards into the wall exactly like Ryunosuke does when damning evidence is presented

these newspapers always know how to have a conveniently relevant story on the back page, I see

...how am I stumped on the second testimony of the tutorial case

okay surely it's one hell of a leap to assume that the defendant saw the victim having been horribly stabbed and, rather than anything else, immediately thought the blade must have been poisoned

(also admittedly I didn't realise examining the back of the paper had given me a whole separate article that I could read properly for detailed info, so I, um, hadn't)

ohhhh there's a tiny slit in the back of the hut just behind the stool she was sitting on, that's how the real killer stabbed her

wild jump to conclusions for now - is the killer the photographer???

A+ pun name on this guy

also those sure are some initials, huh!

yesssss we're still on the trust theme, please don't ever stop having this be a thing

government secrets being leaked? hmmm how about that

she "swanned in", pfft I bet she did xD

surely stabbing someone in the back is pretty fatal anyway and whether the blade was poisoned doesn't matter that much?

but since there was clearly poison there, probably on the fountain pen instead, right

and it's definitely the reporter's pen, he's looking very guilty about now

looks like we have here another case of someone being subtly poisoned and then being mortally wounded in some other big obvious way so that the defendant ends up looking like they did it that way! the irony.

Bench

Parallels!

elyvorg

...she didn't say "remember me" while she was dying, did she

oh god she probably did

that's an awkward punny name to have when you're a defendant

...no? did she really not? Did I just galaxy-brain that but it's not what they're actually going with?

haha, she even drank the poison through carbonated water!

is this guy really just a lone vigilante, or was there something more secret behind his motives?

(or, is the poison not actually in the pen, and she killed herself?)

aww, double Susato Takedown!!!

hmm, it does seem to be a random impulsive act of vigilantism rather than anything worthy of greater conspiracy theories

I'm also spotting some themes of people becoming the very kind of monsters they claim to hate.

excuse me, Auchi, you have literally zero right to use the sad Kazuma music, how dare you D:<

oooooooh the plot thickens, Susato's dad is in on some Conspiracies, I suspected he might be in some way

he has something to do with Kazuma's death??? the Japanese people don't know Kazuma died? (but Susato was visiting his grave, surely there was some kind of funeral service on the Japan end, then?)

waaaiiit, I heard the name Jigoku before in the previous game, can't remember the exact context (but it was probably just Mikotoba)

YEAH I thought it was weird that Soseki mentioned he was involved in two cases in Britain??????

Bench

: >

Thoughts on Menimino?

elyvorg

Nothing special really; he's your average Wacky AA Character

wish he'd given us more of The Dirt, I am itching to unravel this conspiracy

Bench

You'll see in due time. Also, before I forget, thoughts on McGuilded and Graydon in 1?

elyvorg

Uhhh. I've already talked about how it was neat to be duped into trusting McGilded in case 3 and then whoops he's a massive scumbag. Graydon is... very hammy and ridiculous. I remember feeling a bit weird about him on the first time through, because he didn't really seem like a Final Case killer, but then that's because it wasn't the final case actually, just the halfway point. I guess I kind of appreciate his tragic backstory a little but I'm pretty indifferent to him overall.

Bench

Ah, ok!

elyvorg

Do you have any thoughts on them you want to share that wouldn't be a spoiler to me?

Bench

I found the dichotomy between the two really interesting, and also paralleling Menimino a bit. Graydon hated McGuilded so much, murdered him, becoming the monster he hated. Just like Menimino.

Also, Ashley Graydon manipulating his childhood friends made me seethe.

elyvorg

It is cute that those two dorky thieves were his friends when they were kids, alas. And yeah, I enjoyed the Menimemo/Graydon parallel, it's neat.

Interim thoughts

elyvorg

I suppose I'll mention for the record that this focus Susato's getting has rekindled my terror that the friendshipping blog was actually just excited about a Susato reunion and not a Kazuma one. D:

AND YET. I can't let go of the thought that, if I really did make up the concept of Kazuma being not-actually-dead out of nowhere because I jumped to conclusions about something unrelated... it's such a weird coincidence that, of all the deaths of any victim in an AA game ever, this one particular death of a very important character happens to have a bunch of little circumstantial things around it that suggest it's possible it could have been faked. That doesn't usually happen in Ace Attorney! Usually a victim is very decidedly dead!

It just... still feels possible, despite that I have absolutely no concrete proof, not even from the "spoiler" I thought I had. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Live reactions: 2-2, beginning

elyvorg

wait, so are we doing the Hound of the Baskervilles case now?

huh, this flashback case did have a court appearance! I assumed it didn't because the narration in case 5 said he hadn't taken any more cases in the two months since he defended Soseki... but I guess that's still technically true, now, isn't it, the sneaks.

Bench

Hehehe.

elyvorg

yesssss Great Deduction time

man I love how these are such utter nonsense in the beginning that you can't begin to fathom how they'd actually make sense in the end

HE ATE A BAR OF SOAP AND KILLED HIMSELF, yes, very logic, much deduction

Bench

That one is one of my favorites.

elyvorg

it's pretty great so far. Loved Ryunosuke's expression when Sholmes was suddenly all "Of course, nobody would be stupid enough as to eat soap!"

The failure dialogues for these are more elaborate in this game! In the first one, Ryunosuke had some unique (and often very ridiculous) dialogue where he argued that [random thing] totally solved the mystery, but then the part where Sholmes shot him down was always one of the same three generic exchanges each time. This game, the bits with Sholmes shutting him down are also unique to each thing! I'm going to have so much fun failing these repeatedly.

Bench

I need to replay this and fail everything.

elyvorg

you do, highly recommend

Bench

Thank you for letting me know about this!

elyvorg

interesting twist that this particular Great Deduction ends up implicating our defendant in the murder!

It was really Ryunosuke's incriminating deduction, not Sholmes's!

also, the biggest mystery that remains unsolved is why the heck was there a bar of soap on a plate on his table

why is there so much soap

Bench

Hehehe

elyvorg

...WOW everyone's really gotta stop assuming people are dead without checking!!!!

(but I do very appreciate the fact that victims not actually being dead is apparently a running theme in this game, hmmmmmmmm how about that!!!!!)

Bench

Introducing the most animated character in the franchise:

elyvorg

oh boy

you know, I did think it weird when we found him "dead". He seemed far too wacky a character to just be a random victim and not have to deal with cross-examining him in court.

I am amused by the notion that Soseki and Shamspeare were effectively having a friendly Shakespeare fandom debate.

feel like this might be no attempted murder at all, but rather something about problems with the gas lamps causing people to pass out and such.

(currently have no idea why this case is so Important and Secret, though! hm)

"curious disdain for us Japanese" listen I know van Zieks has an actual reason for it, but have you not noticed that most people in this country have a disdain for the Japanese, it's called racism

hello, Old Bailey, can we please select the jury from a pool of people bigger than, like twenty xD

oh, the repeat jury is on purpose this time, huh.

(that doesn't feel... like how it'd actually work. not that I'd know.)

okay, that is not gas poisoning, huh

pffft the "Romeo vs Juliet" debate was a literal mock fight, these dorks

does he make fake coins out of soap to use in the gas meter?

(and, to be fair, what does this have to do with the poisoning, really)

A DRONE BEE, to go with queen bee!!!

man that guy's name pun was stumping me for ages

(yes, very important Lawyer Things I've been pondering during this trial)

Oh, huh, a second day! Wasn't expecting this case to do that, since not even case 5 in the previous game did.

Interim thoughts

elyvorg

while I take a break in the case, status update on my Spoiler-Feelings Rollercoaster: starting to lean back towards it being about Kazuma after all. Having this case with Ryunosuke and Susato hanging out solving crimes like normal makes it feel like their actual upcoming reunion in the present isn't going to be anything worth getting that excited about even if you really dig their friendship, because the player doesn't feel like they've been apart that long, thanks to this. That and this case marks the at-least-second time the victim's been not actually dead despite everyone on the scene assuming so at first glance hhhhggghhh

Live reactions: 2-2, second investigation day

elyvorg

van Zieks always has a concrete alibi for all the deaths linked to him... hmm yeah that really does sound like somebody else is doing it on his behalf, huh.

Sholmes knows what went down with van Zieks but won't tell us, huhhh!

did Soseki just imply that the person who died in his room was one of van Zieks's "victims"? oohhh

HOW HAVE I NOT SPRAYED EVERYTHING IN THIS ROOM YET

god this is the stupidest thing to be stuck on, it literally will not let me stop spraying but I MUST have sprayed everything like ten times by now, what the fuck

UGHHHH I literally had to look in a playthrough to see exactly where I needed to spray, HOW is it so freaking sensitive, please don't make me do this again, game

cat!

oh hey, they named it Wagahai, not Soseki

so it turns out the animators are halfway decent at animating a cat and now I'm sad we never saw Nina's kitty friend in person

did Soseki just imply that the person who died in his room was one of van Zieks's "victims"? oohhh

welp, never mind, too recent for that actually

Shamspeare wants Soseki's room for the treasure, presumably; did he kill the previous lodger and is now trying to get Soseki found guilty for his own attempted murder in order to do so? yikes.

yeah he really does seem wacky and fishy enough to be The Culprit of this case, somehow, despite also technically being the victim

Duncan Ross... Duncan Ross... where the hell is the pun, this guy has a normal name, how can that be

Great Deduction, by any chance? :D

...no? no, perhaps best not to be that silly about someone almost committing suicide, huh.

aww, this poor woman, I want to help her :(

stopping at the end of the second investigation day for tonight!

Interim thoughts

elyvorg

okay actually, am still stopped here, but some more Thoughts for now, because there was another Kazuma Feelings scene in that investigation that had a few more little tidbits in it. They hinted more strongly than before (or I just didn't pick up on it before) that the "something very important" Kazuma wanted to do in Britain was effectively to "strike down evil", aka what his sword's about. Which makes sense; I imagined it might be something like that. Ryunosuke also brought up that he suspects that that's actually always been more important to Kazuma than his stated goal of reforming Japan's legal system... almost like the law goal was really just an excuse this whole time, and the real reason he wanted the exchange trip so much was his secret mission?

Which is all really interesting stuff about Kazuma's character... and what gets me is that, like, none of this matters if Kazuma really is dead and we're never going to hear from him again. This isn't just a plot hook for the sake of Ryunosuke and the upcoming mysteries he'll be unravelling, because it doesn't matter in that context which goal was Kazuma's priority; this is a character hook about Kazuma, and that has to mean something please let it mean something

Live reactions: 2-2, second trial day

elyvorg

wwwwwelp guess who's so hyperfixated she got half as much sleep as she should have done

it's almost like I have a suspicion about what part of the game I may or may not be able to reach today

but first! Time to finish case 2.

Woo! I was half worried that there somehow would be strychnine in the tea and we'd have to figure that out.

heh, does van Zieks have a Godot-style "X cups per trial" rule

...oh no. If the strychnine was on the gas lamp that he uses to try and kill the lodger in the other room, did Olive Green do it? D:

ohhhh she would have had to poison the pipes the day she was stabbed! And then Shamspeare didn't need to blow into the pipes for the next few days because Soseki had been arrested!

that's some neat interconnection and I'm very glad I did actually replay case 1-4, wow.

but wait then if she did do it on the night of the stabbing that doesn't explain where she got the poison from, hm

and also Soseki wasn't arrested until the day after the stabbing

aaaaaaagh she was gonna strychnine herself too, that's such a horrible way to go, this poor woman

I would say "The Slug and Salad" is an amusingly unfortunate pub name, but... I have actually seen a pub in England called something like "The Slug's Lettuce", so, apparently that's pretty accurate and not just a joke.

oh no look who's breaking character now that he's under pressure ;P

I'm a little confused, though, because wasn't Olive heading south down the road when she was stabbed? Meaning, from the pub to the victim's room? So she can't have broken in there and poisoned it before she got stabbed, surely?

ah, there's the reason he didn't attempt to murder Soseki the night of the stabbing! yeah, the rest of the timing adds up now.

i want to give Olive Green a hug, even though she attempted murder. :(

Bench

I felt the same way. I like to imagine that, at the very least, her sentence was relatively light.

elyvorg

I hope so!

(though she did at one point say something like "I don't want to be sent to the gallows for the likes of this guy", which... D: )

Bench

...I'll take that as her exaggerating.

elyvorg

Let's hope so.

wow Sholmes's indicator solution is pretty magic if it can pick up signs of a person touching a thing several months ago, even when other people have touched the thing a lot since

love this small round sad lady full of anger and vengeance

like obviously her attempted murder was wrong, but I love characters who get so broken that they're driven to do something like that

also, was she actually trying to kill herself in the hospital? Or was that an excuse, to hide the fact that she was going to make another attempt to kill him?

the latter seems more likely, really. She did suddenly decide "you know what, guess I'm not gonna suicide after all" for rather little reason for a supposedly-suicidal person.

also, can we talk about the fact that being poisoned with strychnine happens to be a really slow and painful way to go. I wonder if that's why she picked this particular poison, or if it's just that it's conveniently also a poison that works in very small amounts?

Oh! The judge said she'd be "stripped of her freedom as punishment", so it sounds like she is just getting prison and not execution, that's good.

oh huh I guess it was a suicidal moment after all

which makes a lot of sense given the whole being-an-attempted-murderer thing

yes, it is a blessing he didn't die, for the sake of his would-have-been-killer, isn't it *stares intently in the direction of Nikolina*

Awww, she smiled! Didn't think we'd be getting an Ace Attorney Smile(TM) from her!

this is the collar of the "Hound of the Baskervilles", perhaps?

oh huh, the Great Exhibition's not going to be case 5? They'd been hyping it up so much I assumed it had to be a Final Case thing.

...

...

...

THE RETURN OF THE GREAT DEPARTED SOUL

WELL THAT SURE IMPLIES A THING OR TWO DOESN'T IT

(still do not confirm or deny for me, but)

!!!!!!!!!!!

and here's the other thing! a thing about the Spoiler I got that I never mentioned until now...

one thing I'm pretty sure I remember about it is that the blog was very excited that It's Going To Happen In Case 3

(it's going to happen in case 3!!!!!!!! i am equally excite)

(this is why I got half as much sleep last night)

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

now to take a break and Attempt to have some lunch while I flail internally

other thing I'm glad I did: make a point of not checking the case title cards of the second game at any point. It feels most right to have had this Moment immediately before beginning the case and no sooner.

Bench

Good choice.

I also like how its title is a callback to case GAA1-1.

elyvorg

Oh right, the Great Departure! Yeah, neat.

Bench

Next case is my second favorite in the franchise so far! Hope you enjoy it!

[washymylifeaway]

IwaOi fanfic recs: my top 10

Okay so I have like so many wips that I keep looking at and then I like don’t? do? them? It’s fine :’))))) But instead of me finishing those, here’s my top 10 picks for IwaOi! This will probably become a series for the ships I like, but we’ll see LOL. Usually when I rec fics, it’s just any that I’ve read and enjoyed, but these are the ones I keep coming back to! Also I made this cause the IwaOi ship has SO many fics and if I had to do a WHOLE fic rec list, I would never finish (ie. the sakuatsu draft ahahaha).

Let’s get this party started :D

As always, pls check WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARIES for fics before reading and make sure you’re taking care of yourselves (since mental health is key!) Stay healthy loves <3

Ignore the fact that some of these are from my other posts OKAY :(

1. The Loyalty of a Traitor by DeathBelle (E) 76.9k /cp/ ok so does me liking this fic make me basic cause I feel basic LOL. I really love mafia fics, and the way the story line developed was SO good, like IN LOVE with this story. This is a fic where you should read WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARY before diving in, but if the length scares you, don’t be. It’s so easy to fall in and get lost in the writing!

2. Conquering the Great King by SuggestiveScribe (E) 105.6k /cp/ I LOVE THIS SERIES AHHHHHHHHH. Honestly I know the 105.6k word count is SCARY I UNDERSTAND BUT it is SO worth it. This is the first fic of the series and it's mainly IWAOI, but there are other ships too so if IWAOI isn't your thing, check for the other ships :) Also if you don't mind smut (cause it is explicit for a reason LOL) then please I beg of you to read the whole series!!!!!!! I love love love this one and it really got me invested in the whole fanfic thing LOL.

3. Shiver by Yuu_chi (T) 16.7k // THIS UGH. I’ve BEEN in LOVE with this fic for like five-ever omg. It’s SO good and the character portrayal and plot progression in this is AMAZING. Whenever I come across it, I always reread it cause it’s just so worth it! (Also that paragraph about Iwa trash talking himself made me laugh OMG.)

4. the courtship ritual of the hercules beetle by kittebasu (chanyeol) (T) 66.3k /cp/ again, basic? Probably LOL but it’s good so I have no shame ;) Again, pls don’t let the word count scare you (cause it scared me LOL), you get really into it after like 2 paragraphs, so just make sure you have enough time to finish hehe.

5. dyspnea/arrhythmia by carafin (T) 10.8k // I adore medical fics and I also love Iwa being good with kids,,,, (I think it’s very fitting okay? And the pokemon cameo was great) This was such a great fic and Iwa + Suga being friends is SO CUTE (crying into his orange juice, I want to be). I REALLY loved this fic, and the ending was *chef’s kiss*!!!! (STAN PAEDS IWA)

6. Build A Temple In Me by Authoress (T) 39.7k // God Oikawa and idgaf Iwa is such a good combination. UGH. I loved the plot of this fic and the conflict was done SO WELL. I also loved how Iwa kept coming back and HIS GRANDMA IS THE BEST <33333 But also their friendship was SO CUTE (THE SONG GUYS THE SONG) and poor Kyoutani :( (There’s also a spicy second fic you should read hehe!)

7. i'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you by baekuugo (insxouts) (M) 22.5k // UGH SINGLE DAD IWA? Yes please!!! I really love the plot in this one and sassy Kageyama + Hinata + Yachi is such a cute friendship! Also a proud stan of the IwaOi + SugaDai friendship agenda,,,, I love them. (Beware some spice is included aka smut LOL)

8. to be first, to be best by kittebasu (chanyeol) (T) 26.4k /cp/ okay I think I've read this fic like 3 times already (4 now cause I reread it for this list and I remember why I love this fic AGAIN LOL OOPS), but the plot never sticks with me LOL. Not cause it's a bad fic, but because I have a crap memory. Regardless, I know it's a good fic because like I said I managed to re-read on 2 3 separate occasions so yea. (it’s a really cute fic and I really enjoyed the ending, esp the extra! Also stupid, oblivious iwa is bae)

9. silver tongue by ohhotlamb (E) 10.3k // OKAY THIS WAS FUNNY. Like the betrayal and such made me laugh and it was embarrassing. All the emotions in one LMFAO. And like everyone in this fic and the secret operation? OMG. Anyway, there’s a second fic and ITS PRETTY MUCH GOLD AS WELL so like go read them both (RIP pizza party) :D (SMUT ALERT AHAHA)

10. love me like you do by crossbelladonna (T) 100.5k // this fic was SUCH a rollercoaster omg. First, the concept itself was great and the execution was flawless and Ushiwaka was ajfnlajsdnf. AND THE ENDING!!!! THE ending omg. And Lev being a car made me laugh LMFAO. And we love f ups AHHHHH. If this made no sense, you’re right,,, it didn’t,,, so you should go read it so it does HAHAHA.

In hindsight, this 10 limit made me cry because I had like 20 of them and I had to sift through them but even then the 20 was from a larger pile which was in a larger pile.... TLDR: I wanted to put more fics :’))))) But honestly, the ranking of these are pretty loose and like when I say that I mean you could literally just randomize the numbers and I would accept it LOL. The way I might just end up making a pt 2 of IwaOi cause as I was making this list, I kept rereading all the fics (which is why it took so long to come out hahahahahahha) and I fell back in love with IwaOi (like I was ever not lost in IwaOi hell)...... But yea these are my “top 10″ theoretically (misinterpret that as you will as I cry over the fics I couldn’t/didn’t include).

[momtaku]

i feel like one of the biggest issues in the levi fandom in general all comes down to superbowl. i know you're convinced you're right which is cool. but i've read many different metas and takes and i have to say all of them are pretty well supported too. in my honest opinion, i truly think it could go either way. the way u view the super bowl really defines how you view eruris relationship. i just wish people could accept that. we have peoples on both side claiming theyre 100% right and there’s no other way to view it, both using parts of interviews and smartpasses that appeal to them. i wonder why it’s so hard to understand that isym left it so vague that it could go either way. eruris devotion is not as “obvious” as you claim. before stumbling across your blog i didn’t even think it was that significant a relationship. i cant deny it now but i wonder why it’s so hard for you or tsuki to get that not everyone is going to agree with your takes just because you think it’s textually supported. there’s soo many fans who watch the show and have no idea eruri is a thing until they join the fandom. it doesn’t make them stupid it just means we took different things from the manga. for some the devotion was plain obvious, for others it wasn’t. for some the devotion is interesting, for others it isn’t. why not just accept that?

Oh god please don’t lump Tsuki in with the likes of me 😂 What I am about to say about Tsuki has a Disclaimer for mistakes and misinterpretation because what follows are my thoughts about her--but I’d say her bias is best summed up as “the intricacies and possibilities of language”. If you’ve perceived a ship bias on her blog, I think it’s more that she sometimes pushes back on mistranslations she sees. She takes translation more seriously than anyone I’ve met. She’d rather lose an arm than contribute to a false narrative running loose in the wild. She realizes translation is a powerful weapon and wants it wielded fairly.  For instance, one thing she’s expressed to me is that the Japanese ship fandoms are usually careful to preface “this is one way you can read this”, but when those thoughts come over to tumblr it becomes “this is the only way to read this.” I think that bothers Tsuki both because it’s unfair to the language she loves and to those who don’t speak it. And argh... let me just toss heart eyes all over tsuki. I really appreciate what she does. Helpful fandom translators are a gift. I appreciate that she’s open to eruri and levihan. I respect that she enjoys both ships and can see both sides. She’s not the enemy here. She’s helped me be more balanced and fair. 

But otherwise this is such a good ask and I agree with much of what you're saying.  I want to be clear that I don’t see it as my job to convince people. I'm not writing for that reason. I'm offering a viewpoint, so I'm not pressed or bothered by the existence of other viewpoints. I'm happy they exist because thinking about things from various angles has benefitted me and is a great way to consume media.

I make it clear on my about page that I write my opinions and not the canon thoughts of Hajime Isayama. My blog description plainly states my shipping bias. With me you can say the ingredients are clearly on the tin.  I don’t try to hide that. There's not a lot that ruffles my feathers in fandom but I will say that when I happen upon "unbiased" meta writers I do sigh deeply. We all have biases and like it or not it’s obvious to anyone reading. 

I will say at this point though in the manga there are topics where I'm done looking at all the angles. I've followed the snk meta community for 7 years. I've been open minded. I've read everything there is to read and spent my time examining my ideas to see how they hold up. I've changed my mind on plenty of topics because of this. My shipping preference being one of those actually. My words probably have a level of confidence that they didn't in my early meta writing days. So yeah, there are topics where I think I am 100% right, but the important point is I don’t call anyone else 100% wrong. I don’t take potshots at other shipping communities. 

I think the main thing I’d push back on from your ask is that I’d say the way people define serum bowl is less about how you view Eruri and more how you view Erwin himself. At least that's what I've seen. Erwin’s negative qualities are a starting point for many. In sports terms I’d say it’s like some people automatically handicap him at -20 and he has to pull out from there. Part of that may be the anime’s harsher portrayal. I’ve heard some say his trope is one they don’t like. Others admit to an inherent bias against strong male authority figures. As you say, we all see things differently. We all bring baggage and bias into what we read. Cultural bias is there as well. Some themes go down better with certain audiences. Erwin being viewed as a cold emotionless leader who wrongly hid his motivations is a largely Western read. Some of Tsuki’s writings have touched on this.  I’ll link to a few if you want to read more: cultural consideration about Erwin in general, chapter 72 from a cultural lens and a Japanese article on Erwin’s charms.

Regarding your last sentence, I don’t know what you want me to accept here.  As I said initially, I’m not interested in convincing anyone. I don’t think anyone is stupid for thinking differently. I’m writing for me. I’m writing for anyone who wants to read my thoughts. The anons I get have asked for my opinion so I share that with them. I’m sorry if this frustrates you. 

One thing I’ve been told is unique to the AoT community is the prevalence of meta writers and the authority they wield. Basically the criticism is that meta writers are the BNFs and not the artists and fic writers. I haven’t been in many communities so I can’t say if that’s true, but the idea has always bothered me. My meta is opinion and bias spoken in a (hopefully) coherent and entertaining way. It’s to be read, weighed and then discarded as a reader forms their own opinions. If I haven’t made that clear enough, I am now.

Thanks for the ask and the discussion it opened up.

[whitetrashjj]

crying my eyes out at your MLA format essays cuz not every queer storyline in media has to be rooted in angst of coming out. i get some of the points you’re trying to make. i also don’t think the show is queerbaiting but jjpope had just as much “evidence” as jiara had. like please explain why jj was so keen on kiara liking john b just cuz she kissed him on the cheek and then went and kissed pope’s cheek?…. like in jj’s mind a cheek kiss means liking someone and he did that to pope. also there ARE shots of jj’s lingering gaze towards pope lets us not lie here lmao. i get that you’re sick of people calling u homophobic i dont think u are for not shipping jjpope i also dont think the show is queerbaiting at all but you go on about “storytelling povs” and “lack of critical thinking” when YOUR critical thinking is literally biased as hell 😭 u can ship jiara all u want but jj and kiara, ESPECIALLY KIARA, are both very much queer coded and if u gonna say they’re not bc of some cheesy sTorYtELLiNg bullshit that u probably learned from a youtube video then you’re just biased to your ship.

You know why I have to write those 'essays'? Cause I get asks like this that brush over a bunch of different topics and I want to make sure I not only address every part of it but also make sure I'm making my pov very clear so I don't have people misinterpreting what I say - even though they still do - or accuse me about random bitching without and reasons or justification. Anyway get ready to do some crying cause you are getting another essay.

I know not every queer storyline has to be rooted in the angst of coming out. I wish there were more that weren't. It's the reason I loved booksmart so much. It's one of the reasons I love Dare Me, because that show had sapphic leads and while their relationship was at the core of the show. It wasn't the fact that they were queer that was focused on. Oh god I could rant about Dare Me forever.

Now my point with JJ and Pope is that we don't get the impression that the boys are currently out as queer. JJ from the start was set up as a bit of a womaniser, a bit girl mad - it would have been very easy to make that gender neutral if he was bi, as I headcanon. With Pope it's the same, I personally view him as gay, but if he was bi/pan it would have been easy to show him like that as we see him attempting to flirt on two occasions. Now this isn't to say that in future seasons they can switch it up as if it was always canon, like they did with Clarke in the 100. My point however, isn't to say that JJ and Pope releasing their sexualities and feelings has to be filled with angst, the example I gave can very easily be played a bit cutely - even if they do address the internalised homophobia that I'm just sure would effect a character like JJ - but just that based on my experiences as a queer person and what I know to be experiences of others that it would realistically play out differently to how it would with a m/f couple. Even then when to comes to friends to lovers in general the removal of physical intimacy when that tension starts to build out of awkwardness is common, it doesn’t play out the same way that ships like JB and Sarah do in which they increase in physical intimacy. 

I didn't bring jiara into this. I didn't go out comparing jjpope and their interactions to jiara, I was simply speaking to how jjpope's relationship was portrayed. In terms of 'evidence' I am more than aware the jiara wasn't written to be a developing romance, anything there was created by what the fans saw and choices made by the editors. But it is also a canon fact that at the very least JJ is attracted to Kie, that all the pogues 'kinda have a thing for her' and that he has 'tried' something with her. Even if the intention of those things wasn't to build to a relationship - they did happen and that's not up for interpretation. I'm not gonna bring up the 'did you tell JJ?' thing cause it still confuses the hell out of me.

The thing with the cheek kisses is that it's not the action in itself that made it a romantic thing. A handshake can build romantic tension when framed that way but that doesn't make every hand shake in that piece of media suddenly romantic, make sense? If you compare the two scenes we have the build up of Kie walking up to John B, a close up of a lingering cheek kiss, the pull back with lingering looks and then the reactions of others who have observed it and picked up on something. It frames it as a significant moment with slow beats. That's how you build romantic tension. With the JJPope one it just flows past it, JJ pulls back from the hug, a quick peck on the check and a 'love you too man' with a smirk and pat on the check. We don't even have a second of Pope's reaction to it. Do you see what I mean?

You can love that moment as a shipper. I mean it's a great moment that really highlights their dynamic. To you it's a dynamic that you see and think oh this would play out so well romanticly, it's a dynamic I see and think oh I love their friendship. Each of those are valid reactions. But it isn't a moment that has been intentionally framed to build romantic tension and suggest a budding relationship.

Darl, I swear to god if I was coming to you with my shipping bias' this would be a very different conversation. I know I will always have them and I will lean into them when I'm on vc with shes, theys and gays and we are getting lost in headcanons but I do my best take a step back when I talk about these things here because I've been in fandoms when you have two extremes and no one relents and it's awful, I don't want to create that space. And once again, I did not bring jiara into this. My original post was not a comparison to jiara.

I am very curious about your perspective on queer coding here. Because yes, JJ has chaotic bi energy and I will die on this hill. But I do not see how he has been queer coded. Other than people seeing a man being physically affectionate with another men and insist that can't be platonic. As with Kie I can see it more, not for a second do I believe that what went on with Kie and Sarah was straight. And I desperately want to see Maddie play Kie as pan to rep her own very underrepresented sexuality! And in terms of how she's written, stuff like being an astrology bitch and environmentalist scream queer to us, I do think it is important to note that the writers of the show being who they are would necessarily have the same impression of what a queer womans traits would be. In regards to that scene in ep 1 where they have the hot touron girl and then JJ, JB and Kie all perking up and doing the nod thing? I don't think anyone has a straight explanation for that.

The 'sTorYtELLiNg bullshit that u probably learned from a youtube video' comment made me laugh cause it reminds me of this guy I had a fight with on the weekend over Remus and Sirius being queer and he decided to undermine my argument by saying 'just because you read it on reddit doesn't make it true' which... yike. Any way, maybe you do but I don't have the tolerance to sit down and watch a youtube video on someone analysing a show. All my interpretations come from years of writing actual essays analysing elements and themes in media. As well as having a keen interest in direction and editing, so I pay a lot of attention to those things and you start to notice patterns. In terms of credentials I don't have any but I do think these 'essays' do an alright job of me not only explaining my interpretation but why. Because I'm not someone to just say things and expect that to just be accepted or think that is makes it true.

[tundrainafrica]

is it possible to ship levihan but hate hange?

I have been asking this question to myself because god knows how levi doesn't sit right with me, but reading your analysis made me wonder why the fuck did i hate him before. I used to blame him for what happened to hange. yes, maybe i am dumb.

anyways, you're a blessing to this fandom. thank you very much for feeding us.

Thank you for the ask Anon and of course, thank you for your kind words! This made my evening and of course gave me some fuel to rant for the nth time about how much I love these two idiots.

is it possible to ship levihan but hate hange?

No, I actually don’t think so. I think everyone who ships Levihan is an avid Hange stan. I think it requires a minimum amount of love for Hange to actually ship her with Levi. 

I mean, given the amount of people who love Levi and his overall role in the story, we have people of course shipping Levi with Erwin and shipping Levi with Eren. To actually like a ship, I generally feel like we all have to like both people in the ship? I mean the whole point of wanting them to be lovey dovey and wanting to explore their dynamic is because we’re fascinated with them as characters right? And why would you read fanfiction and draw fanart of a character you don’t even like. 

And I actually thought about this because I do hang around twitter sometimes and I noticed a pattern among Mobuhan shippers… (Correct me if I’m wrong) but what I noticed is that Mobuhan tends to be a secondary pairing for a lot of shippers? Like they would ship Mobuhan specifically because they ship Levi with someone else. Like I did see a lot of twitter profiles had the tendency to scream… AVID ERERI SHIPPER/ AVID ERURI SHIPPER and btw I like Mobuhan. 

Levi is an incredibly popular character and he is a top 1 character for a lot of people and if those people are shippers, then of course they’ll ship Levi with someone? I mean, come on give me a shipper who loves Levi and just wants Levi to live alone (or maybe they ship Levi with themselves I dunno). And given the most popular pairings… most of these people probably ship Levi with either Eren or Erwin if not Hange. (Are there other popular Levi ships?) and when they do ship them and they are an avid shipper, sometimes they do have secondary pairings, and sometimes they ship Moblit and Hange by default. 

Don’t get me wrong, I find Moblit and Hange an incredibly cute ship. And I think there are a lot of Hange stans who just genuinely like Moblit with Hange. 

But the point really I wanted to make is that, one needs to be a Hange stan to actually be on board with the whole idea of Levihan. 

And my general understanding behind it is this: 

If people hate Hange or ‘they just don’t like her too much,’ they usually see her as some sort of crazy scientist character which is the general interpretation for a lot of casual fans since I have mentioned in previous metas that Hange is chronically criminally misinterpreted and underestimated by fans. 

Levi on the other hand is incredibly celebrated by the fandom and we all know that by the amount of ships and the amount of hype he gets. And generally, we get more explicit character exposition overall for Levi than Hange. (Just look at season 3, it’s all Levi exposition) Tbh, he literally gets exposition everytime he shows up, the whole reason why so many people love Levi in the first place. 

And compared to other ships, Levihan isn’t generally fetishized. Like sure we do get our fair share of smut fanfiction but a lot of the more popular Levihan fanfiction and posts from what I can see are generally those that celebrate Levi and Hange’s bond more than they fetishize them as a couple. For one, they’re not a male x male couple after all and the male x male couples are generally the ones that get this treatment.

And for people to appreciate the actual non malexmale relationship for Levihan and for people to actually headcanon, write fanfiction, draw fan art and generally want to explore something without the need to fetishize it, they need to have a more in-depth understanding or interpretation overall for Hange’s character which given the state of Hange’s portrayal in canon, requires some emotional investment and some analysis to get into. 

Like to be frank, it took some more effort on my end to explore the relationship of Hange and Levi since it was more subtle in canon compared to Eruri. Eruri leading up to season 3 had more explicit portrayals definitely and I completely understand the reason behind shipping Erwin and Levi honestly. (I’m not even against Eruri at all. I do read my fair share of Eruri fics and metas because I love their bond as well.)

Hange on the other hand, although she has her moments, she just generally has this I’ll do my best to stay happy and confident because I'm a commander type of demeanor. And even before she was commander, she did have this happy-go-lucky demeanor and of course, she doesn’ have a backstory so what really is there to explore with Hange’s character right?

We get the ‘I’m tired,’ and in the anime, the scene after Eren attacked her. But Hange’s quick to bounce back. She gets no flashback. She gets no in depth-discussion or explicit proof of her vulnerability and that’s why it’s so easy for people to brush off whatever stuff she goes through. 

Like jfc just think 132?? Even when hange was walking to her death, she was literally smiling. She didn’t even have a moment of ‘regret’ unlike Erwin where we had this whole exposition about his regrets and how he would have wanted to see the basement. 

All we got from Hange was a ‘that’s that.’ and a ‘please let me go,’ and terrified face hidden behind a smile. And what was the last face they showed before she died? She was smiling. Till the last moment, Hange did not complain, she did not actively show her vulnerability as a character. She never complained. She never talked about her regrets. 

The only hint of vulnerability we did get was  a ‘let me go.’ then some nervous Hange then her smile that quickly fell for a second. 

And which other character rarely explicitly verbalizes their desires? Which character just grins and bears whatever bullshit comes their way? LEVI. 

I know I mentioned Levi does get a lot of exposition but if you notice the exposition never comes directly from Levi. Usually it’s from Petra, his squad, Kenny, etc etc. Levi just like Hange never explicitly shows his vulnerability. Hange is just a tad unlucky on the exposition part because no one ever really bothered to say something along the lines of “BY THE WAY HANGE HAS DEPTH” in the actual narrative.

And given that really interesting commonality between Levi and Hange, I just have to point out that their inability or refusal to verbalize their desires is one of the main reasons why they’re two of my favorite characters.

 They don’t actively verbalize their desires yet it’s so apparent in their actions and as a stan, I want them to be happy. I want to explore their depth and it just seemed so natural that it’s both of them right? Especially given what had been going on in Season 4. And just look at the fanart? The dynamics of the survey corps post Season 4. If 132 happened, it would have been Hange and Levi living together..

So when people do ask why I ship Levihan for Levi and for Hange? I tend to ask really… who else do I ship them with? It just seemed like the most natural ship to fall into place. 

Anyway, I really hope I managed to answer your question. Thank you for the ask again. 

[lvrexe]

Wild Ride | Shiranui

Wild Ride Chapter 1 - Shiranui Chp 2/Chp 3 [both are yet to be written] First three chapters will be published on Tumblr, but the rest will be posted on my AO3 which you can find here.

General Fic Info Rating; Explicit Category; M/M Ship(s); Hatake Kakashi/Shiranui Genma, Sarutobi Asuma/Shiranui Genma, Hatake Kakashi/Sarutobi Asuma Genre: Romance, Angst, Tags: Smut with plot, Poly Relationships, Friends with Benefits, Eventual Romance, Alternative Universe, Semi-Modern AU, Anal sex, Explicit Content, Misinterpreted Relationships, Misunderstandings, Drinking, Alcoholism

Semi-Modern AU - Many aspects of the canon universe are still present (Shinobi Organization System, Jutsu, Missions, Chunin Exams, etc) but take a lighter mood and aren’t as prominent. Technology is advanced and modernized, such as; phones, computers, internet, tvs, video games, etc. Peaceful AU - The Third Shinobi War still occurred but many, such as Uchiha Obito and Nohara Rin, still survived to tell the tale. The Uchiha clan were never massacred and neither of the Uchiha brothers left the Village.

Chapter Info; Word Count: ~5.7k Content Warnings: Drinking, One night stand, Hangover, Oral sex, Hand job, Friends with Benefits, bit of an oral fixation

s/n; There’s a reference to an anime I once watched in here, Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt.

+ last scene includes NSFW

The faint sound of his phone buzzing is what stirred Shiranui Genma awake, that, and the bright sun beaming him in his face. A shiver shot up his spine as cold, morning air brushed against his single exposed leg. He tucked his calf back under the blanket, which alerted him to the stinging pain between his cheeks.

Buzz… Buzz…

Genma groaned as his phone vibrated. His hand swung over to the end table, tapping around to find his phone. When he couldn’t feel it, he peeled his eyes open and a groan left his lips as the room he was in wasn’t his own. He tossed himself onto his back, keeping his hips turned onto their side, and ran his hands down his face. ‘Dammit… And I promised Hayate I wouldn’t...’ he thought to himself.

His phone quit buzzing and fell silent, leaving him in the quiet room. He sighed and rubbed his temples, trying to stop his splitting hangover headache as he tried to remember the night before.

Genma had gone out with his Jounin colleagues for a night of drinking; a way of celebrating Uchiha Obito’s promotion to Jounin. It didn’t phase him that he had a shift in the morning, he told himself he wasn’t going to get too drunk. Heh, and look how that turned out. He let out a groan as he pried at his own mind for answers. From his memory, he remembered… Ebisu, Might Gai, Umino Iruka (Technically, Iruka wasn’t a Jounin, but he still grew up close with the group), Sarutobi Asuma, Yuhi Kurenai, Nohara Rin, and Hatake Kakashi.

As he thought back to the night before, he cursed to himself for keeping his head upwards as his partner attacked his neck after roughly pushing him against the wall. The two hardly seemed to get through the door. He remembered the touch as he viciously undressed the person then. He definitely didn’t remember any tits.

The next thing he remembered was him on his knees, lips dragging up and down his partner’s cock as he bobbed his head. He still didn’t get a look at who it was. But it definitely wasn’t Kurenai or Rin.

So it wasn’t Kurenai or Rin and it wasn’t Obito or Asuma, he knew that for certain. Sure, Genma enjoyed a good hook-up here and there but he knew damn well that people in loving relationships were a no-go. So that left him with Ebisu, Gai, Iruka and Kakashi. Genma’s face visibly cringed and held back a gag before he immediately chucked Gai out of the list. He thought about Ebisu for a moment before kicking him off the list as well.

That left him with the last two on the list; Iruka or Kakashi.

Genma shivered and he held his wrist, resisting the urge to palm himself as he relished in the memories of the previous night. Fuck, Iruka or Kakashi were good, whoever it was. He just hated how every memory he had of the experience failed to give him any sort of indicator of whoever it was. Not like he wasn’t going to find out soon anyway.

He bit his bottom lip as his hips humped up into his hand; he caved in. His brunette bangs fell to the sides of his face as he raised his lower body upwards, his mouth drew open, heavy breaths leaving his lips as he felt his cock harden beneath his boxers. But as he melted into the pleasure, his phone started up again, buzzing and vibrating, effectively ruining the moment for him.

Scoffing, he relaxed himself and turned onto his side to look around for his phone. On the floor, his clothes were scattered across the room but his pants were the closest to the bed. His phone’s bright screen shone through the fabric of his pants pocket and he tugged out his phone. Checking the caller ID, he uttered a “fuck” under his breath. Shizune. Reluctantly, he hit answer and brought the phone up to his ear. “‘Ello?” he croaked out.

“Genma! Where are you?” Shizune screeched through the phone, causing Genma to pull his head away momentarily.

“You’re rather loud this morning,” he grumbled.

“Answer me! You’re supposed to be here by now! Do you know what time it is?” God, if she kept shouting in his ear, his headache was bound to come back; not like it had dissipated. He checked the time listed in the top corner of his phone. 8:34 AM. Dammit, half an hour late. He pushed himself up and rested his back against the pillows. “I am.... Helping the elderly at a nursing home…”

Shizune immediately scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Oh come on, Genma! You were out drinking again,” she lectured. He could hear her sigh before her attention was likely drawn elsewhere when someone in the background raised their voice. “Ack! I’m coming, Lady Tsunade!... Get your butt back over here already, Genma!”

“I will, I will…” he groaned as he rubbed his forehead. “Cover for me, please?”

“Cover for you, how? What am I supposed to tell Tsunade?” “I… Uh, got kidnapped?”

“Oh, har, har… I’ll tell her you’re running late. And that’s it.”

Genma heard a click on her end and the call ended. He sighed and tossed his phone on the nearby end table. His umber brown eyes caught wind of a familiar book hanging on the edge of the table; Icha Icha Paradise. Ah, so he managed to bed the famed Copy Nin, Kakashi. And if on cue;

“So you’re awake.”

Standing at the door frame of the bedroom was Kakashi, messy silver hair looking more like a rat's nest than actual hair, a loose white tank top that hardly did anything to hide much, and of course, his classic mask that clung to his face to hide his features. In his hand was a glass of water. Genma made no effort in hiding the fact he was eyeing Kakashi up and down. He chuckled and purred, eating up the eye candy. Kakashi pushed himself off the door frame and placed the cup onto the table, “Glad you’re enjoying the view.”

“Wish I could’ve seen more of it last night, y’know,” A cocky reply, but not necessarily a fib. He would’ve loved to see Kakashi’s features, even if it were from a drunken one night stand. The brunette grabbed the glass and sipped on the water. He let out a sigh and rubbed the side of his head. He gulped down the water and placed the glass down as Kakashi wandered over and sat himself down at the edge of the bed. “Heh, sorry, you know how finicky I get about that…”

Kakashi rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled, brows curving to express a light-hearted nervous expression. He turned his head to Genma. “You’re not in too much pain, are you?” he questioned. “I did what I could with the whole aftercare thing… Tried getting you dressed as well, I think.”

Curious, the brunette Jounin lifted the sheets. A smile tugged at his lips and a quick laugh erupted from him. He was only in his boxers. When he reached down and tucked the waistband around his thumb, he noticed something. “These are inside out, Kakashi,” he stated with a cackle.

“Never said I did it well…” the silver-haired shinobi chuckled. He rested his arms on his knees. “You got a shift soon?”

“Late for one…” Genma clarified, “... Can I use your shower?” He took a glance down at his inverted undergarments. “... And snag some underwear?”

“I’ve only got large, so I hope they’ll fit,” Kakashi replied as he pushed himself up. “As for my shower, I don’t have much in there, but feel free to use it.” He opened one of the drawers in his dresser and tossed over a pair of his briefs onto the bed as Genma climbed out of the bed.

“They’ll fit,” Genma replied as he gathered his clothes from the floor. He tossed his pants, his shirt and his jacket onto the bed along with the briefs. He caught the towel tossed towards him. Kakashi headed towards the door, before stopping and turning to the other Jounin, “Shower’s just down the hall, at the end.”

Genma found the shower fairly easily; there weren’t many rooms in Kakashi’s house. He tossed the white towel onto the hanger and peeled off his briefs before stepping into the tub. Turning the knob, he held his hand under the stream of water until he found the right temperature before tugging up the diverter. His back flinched when it was splashed with water from the shower head above. The shower fully woke him up and he spent a good minute or two just soaking in the warm water, he rested his arm against the wall, letting the water drench his hair as he thought about the night before. He just slept with the Hatake Kakashi, the famed Copy Nin and the ideal example of an elite shinobi; the best of the best.

A low chuckle pried its way out of his lips. ‘Now that’s a tale to tell…’ he thought to himself. Remembering the night, his cock twitched in response. Fuck, he was not that caught up on the encounter that it got him hard this quickly. Regardless, Genma reached down to the sex between his legs; he’d indulge in his fantasies for a moment. His hand wrapped firmly around his base and he pumped his hand down to the tip, letting out a shaky breath as he did so.

His hand continued to stroke his length, pleasing his hard-on. An aroused huff left his lips as he leaned against the wall, resting his forehead on his forearm, eyes focused on the shaft in his free hand.

Genma bit into his bottom lip, raising his head upwards, water splashing on his throat now, as his motions increased. A low groan rumbled in his throat and his eyes squeezed shut as he chased his release. He humped his hips, a familiar tingling sensation pooling deep down. He groaned out as cum shot out of his tip, splattering onto the pearly white bottom of the tub.

The water diluted his fluids before the two liquids were sucked down the drain. Genma panted out as he calmed himself down. He stared down at the floor of the tub, his body ached for more and he nearly caved to his urges. But he shook his head and reached out to the knob, shifting the warm water to freezing cold. He shivered as his mind was shocked into snapping out of it’s groggy state.

Genma knew what awaited him behind the doors of the Hokage’s Residence; a lecture from Shizune, pestering from Kotetsu or Izumo (if they weren’t on gate duty), questions from Hayate, and finally, a reprimanding from Lady Tsunade. Running his hands down his clothes, he made his attempt at smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes.

He sighed and shook his head before he sucked in a breath and entered the bright scarlet building. As expected, both Izumo and Kotetsu sat in the lobby-esque room. Kamizuki Izumo was the first to raise his head from the desk he was stationed at. “Running late today, Genma?” he shot out his first question.

The exhausted Jounin let out a low grumble as he walked over to Izumo and Kotetsu’s desk. “You could say that…” he murmured under his breath, teeth clamping down on the senbon between his lips.

“‘Say that’, huh?” Izumo huffed out, handing over a clipboard used for signing in, “You act like you’ve been a no-show for an hour now.” “Hey, where were you?” Hagane Kotetsu piped up, popping one of his eyes open.

“Home,” Genma answered with a lie. It left Kotetsu raising a brow with a mischievous grin. Uh oh. “Really?” Kotetsu swung up to sit up straight, his attention now fully grabbed by the conversation. He rested his arms on the end of the table, “Hayate told me he went and checked on you.”

Shit.

“Must’ve not heard him,” the brunette responded as he grabbed a pen from the pen holder tucked into the corner of the desk. He scribbled his name on the sign-in sheet.

“Huh, odd,” Kotetsu hummed, “‘Cos he only left to pick you up after your call with Shizune.” If Kotetsu kept on pestering and prying, Genma would be in jail for seven cases of assault soon.

“Was already out,” he was popping out lies left and right, and he knew Kotetsu knew that his tales were fabricated. But he supposed that was the dynamic of their limited friendship. One prying, the other lying.

“Well, Hayate sure came in way earlier than you—” “Kotetsu, that’s enough,” Izumo spat as he took the clipboard away from Genma. “Ignore him, Genma… Go get to the Hokage’s office, Lady Tsunade’s waiting for you. Best not keep her waiting.”

Genma quickly took his leave from the two Chunin and headed down the hallway. He passed and greeted a few other shinobi, making brief conversations, checking up on them just as his mother raised him to. He turned onto the stairs but as he was about to reach the top floor, he stopped in his tracks as he spotted the back of his close friend, Gekko Hayate.

He sighed in defeat, no way he was avoiding his friend now, and took that final step, bringing himself to the top floor. Of course, the ninja in front of Hayate pointed him out and the sickly Jounin turned around. His dark brown eyes were well-sunken in, his skin dreadfully pale, dark hair rough and damaged; his illness was taking a toll on him, and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to identify that. “Oh, finally, there you are,” he said. He turned his head to the other shinobi and dismissed him before heading over to Genma. “You want to tell me what happened to you?”

Genma groaned. “Did you need to check on me?” he shot back.

“I thought you said you weren’t going to drink,” the other murmured. “Shizune and I both had to cover for your ass, you know…”

“Sorry, sorry… I got carried away, I know…” he grumbled as the two made their way down the curved hall to the Hokage’s office.

“So who was it this time?” Hayate inquired, his interest piqued. “Must’ve been someone good if they kept you late for an hour rather than the usual half hour.”

The taller of the two laughed before he pondered whether or not he should spill the beans on his night with Kakashi. Kakashi probably wouldn’t like others knowing of his sex life… He didn’t strike Genma as the type to brag of his encounters and experiences in the sex department— if he bragged about anything at all. “Can’t tell you,” Genma eventually replied.

A hiss through Hayate’s clenched teeth. “That bad?”

“Oh no, he was amazing,” Genma informed. “Just don’t think he’d want me to disclose our night.”

“What? You worried I’d gossip? Do I look like a 14-year-old girl to you?”

“No, I think you look like a character from a Tim Burton movie,” Genma was quick to shoot back, earning him a shove in the arm from Hayate.

“Rude.”

“Come in,” Tsunade’s voice called out from behind the closed door.

Genma sucked in a breath and let out a heavy sigh. He opened the Hokage’s door and entered the office, Lady Tsunade sat behind her large desk, papers scattered across the top while her tawny brown eyes remained focused on her computer screen, scrolling through something.

“Lord Fifth,” Genma greeted, grabbing Tsunade’s attention.

Tsunade shifted her eyes to him before turning her body to fully face him. “Genma.” Oh that wasn’t a good tone. “You’re late.”

“My apologies, Hokage,” he murmured out, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “I got wrapped up in something…”

The blonde woman cocked an eyebrow but she turned her head to her computer, deciding against prying. She clicked around on her computer, bringing up some files, specifically the files about the up-coming Chunin Exams. She scrolled down and found the blank proctor spot for the finals. Normally, Hayate would be taking this spot, however, his illness interfered. Genma had held the finals before and based on the Third Hokage’s report, he did well. Not that there was much to report on. He was one of few recommended for the position.

“As you probably know, the first Chunin Exams of the year are around the corner,” she spoke up finally. She rested her elbows on her desk and rested her chin on her intertwined hands. “The first and second stages already have their proctors,” she explained, “The finals, however, lack a proctor.”

“Hayate can’t operate?” Genma piped up.

Tsunade only nodded. “Given Hayate’s illness and it’s sudden increase in progression, he won’t be able to perform optimally during the Exams,” she stated briefly. She sighed and furrowed her brows, averting her gaze downwards. She closed her eyes for a moment, dwelling in a feeling of guilt. She opened them once again, eyes strict and firm, she gazed back up at the brunette Jounin. “There’s been a few recommendations, but I feel like you’d be the best pick for the proctor.”

Genma bit down onto the end of his senbon. He pursed his lips and let out a heavy breath through his nostrils. He sighed and nodded. “I see,” he hummed. He glanced back at the door where Hayate had dropped him off. “I get it…”

“You don’t have any qualms about this?” she questioned.

He shook his head. “Not at all,” he affirmed, “I’d be glad to proctor the exams.”

“You know that as a proctor, you now take part in determining which participants are promoted to the rank of Chunin,” Tsunade reminded with an explanation he had heard once before, “And you must remain unbiased to the shinobi and kunoichi of Konoha. Genin from other villages will be attending the exams and unless this exam is lacklustre, I do expect more than just one or two being promoted.”

“Understood, Lord Hokage,” Genma replied sharply. He had heard of this speech before, almost every proctor had heard it when given the position. He knew the job, his new position and the sudden boost of significance to his decisions the position brought.

“Lady Tsunade,” he piped up. She raised her head. “Who exactly are the other two proctors?” he inquired.

Tsunade turned her head to the screen of her monitor. “Hm, well it’s Nara Shikamaru and Yamashiro Aoba,” she listed off the two proctors. “Shikamaru is already ironing out some of the details for the first exam, while Aoba is working out his plans for the second exam.”

Shikamaru and Aoba, huh? Genma made a mental note to check in on the two. Then again, it wasn’t exactly necessary, the Finals were always the same no matter what the previous exams were.

“I’d also like you to inform some of the teams,” Tsunade requested. “Get the news spreading among the leaders.”

“Don’t you want to bring them here?” he questioned. “Unfortunately, I’ve got a few meetings… It’d be a hassle for me to squeeze in another.”

Genma groaned. “So, no patrol around the residence?”

“No, I’d suggest you get going. You’re already running late as it is,” Tsunade instructed.

The brunette Jounin made no more complaints, not even a little comment, before he nodded and headed out of the office.

“Naruto, what are you doing?!” Haruno Sakura pestered, angrily pointing towards her dimwitted teammate.

“Whaddya mean ‘what am I doing’?” Uzumaki Naruto shot back. “I’m doing just as Kakashi-sensei said!”

Sakura whacked the back of the blonde boy, gritting her teeth. “You idiot! No, you’re not! Here, watch me again and pay attention, Naruto.”

Leaning against a tree, arms crossed, Kakashi let out a sigh as he watched his two students struggle to pin down a technique he taught— well, Sakura had already gotten it down and mastered it, it was Naruto who had yet to execute it. He rubbed his forehead for a moment, eyebrows frowned, and dipped his head, tearing his attention away from the two Genin. Discerning a familiar chakra approaching behind him, he quickly turned around and waited for the Jounin to land.

“Kakashi.”

Genma dropped onto the ground swiftly. He stood up straight and walked forward, resting on the tree across from Kakashi’s. “Training your squad?” He spoke leisurely, making for small talk.

“New chakra technique… Naruto needs it.” The silver-haired shinobi made a quick glance over at the teenage couple as Sakura desperately tried to aid Naruto. “What do you need? Thought you had a patrol shift around the Hokage building.”

Genma let out a groan and rubbed the back of his neck, flicking the senbon to the other corner of his lips, teeth nibbling on the end in his mouth. “Nah, I got a new job,” he murmured.

“Which is?”

“I’m the proctor of the Chunin Exam finals,” he announced. He stuffed his hands into his pants pockets as he gazed out towards the training Genin out on the field. “Lord Fifth specifically asked me to inform the genin squads of Konoha of the upcoming Exams…”

Kakashi let out a hum as he pondered whether or not his squad was ready. His eyes flicked over to Sakura; she was fine, still needed some tuning but her training with the Fifth Hokage proved to be rewarding, she had a devastating blow to her punches and her medical Ninjutsu was nigh on perfect. His absent student, Uchiha Sasuke, had perfected the Chidori and his combat effectiveness. His skill with his sharingan, while Kakashi couldn’t help in that department despite having been gifted one, was honed in, thanks to the help of his older brother.

His eyes drifted over towards Naruto. He observed the blonde’s strained but concentrated expression as he pushed himself off from the ground. Naruto was still learning the Rasengan and whatever other Jutsu Jiraiya had started teaching him. Naruto was who Kakashi was worried about.

“...Kakashi?”

The elite Jounin snapped out of his daze. He chuckled and waved his hand softly. “Sorry, sorry…” he murmured. He sighed and crossed his arms. “I’ll end up talking to them, see if they’re ready for another Chunin Exam.”

“Speaking of your students,” Genma piped up. “Where’s the third?... Sasuke?”

“Ah, him. He’s already mastered the technique. I decided against keeping him from training with Itachi just because Naruto struggles to get it down,” he replied.

Genma only hummed in response, kicking his leg up, resting his foot against the trunk of the tree. He kept his head turned to the two Genin training on the field. As Sakura lectured and Naruto snapped back, the specialized Jounin couldn’t help but quietly chuckle at himself. Memories of his own Genin years flooded his mind. It was a mere three years compared to Team 7’s five years, but his years were still packed with fond memories; it was hard not to have some eventful memories when Might Gai was your assigned teammate. Pair that with Ebisu's stern personality and insistence to do everything by the books, Genma was often the bystander to a lot of spectacles between Gai and Ebisu.

Another laugh danced from him as he remembered all the antics he was dragged into by his two teammates; their fights, Ebisu’s not-so-hidden pervertedness, Gai’s determination to defeat Kakashi in quite literally anything, Gai using Ebisu and him as essentially training dummies. That was before any of them were promoted and all took their own paths; Ebisu went off to be assigned to the Third Hokage’s honorable grandson; Gai went to train a different squad, similar to Kakashi; and Genma? He ended up specializing in Hokage protection.

“I know that look.” Genma tore his eyes away from Naruto and Sakura upon hearing Kakashi’s words. “What’s on your mind, Genma?”

“Just reminiscing,” the brunette admitted. “Sometimes it seems like it was only yesterday we were their rank, acting without a damn care in the world.”

Kakashi only nodded in agreement. “Yeah…” he muttered under his breath. He pushed himself up off the tree. His eyes scanned over Genma’s body, images of Genma’s body flickered in his mind. He shivered at the thought of having the brunette beneath him again. “Genma.”

“Huh? What’s up?”

Nervously, the silver-haired shinobi chuckled. “If you’re not busy, stop by my house later.”

Genma cocked his brow up, a smirk tugged at his lips. He lifted off the tree and tilted his head. “Oh?” His interest was piqued. He stepped forward. “Alright, I’ll bite then… Eight sound good?”

Kakashi quickly nodded. He gulped down his nervousness and resisted the urge to run his hands up the brunette’s slim body. “Yea-yeah, of course.”

The older Jounin only chuckled. “Don’t fret, Kakashi… You were enjoyable, like hell I’m turning that down,” he assured. He pulled away and hummed. “I’ll bring a bottle to calm your nerves, don’t worry.”

With that, Genma turned on his heels to head off, waving goodbye to the silver-haired Jounin.

Kakashi wasn’t sure what he was doing giving into his urges earlier, he never usually thought with his dick. No matter the situation, he was always thinking with his head. He cursed himself, but he also praised himself for shooting his shot. And with someone like Genma too. He had to admit, the brunette just awoke something within him. It wasn’t certain how long the attraction had lasted but it definitely became noticeable in recent years the more the two hung out with each other.

A knock at the door disrupted his thoughts and Kakashi pulled himself up off his couch. He opened his front door to Genma, a bottle of whiskey in his hand, two shot glasses dangerously stacked onto the cap of said bottle. Genma wore a grin on his face, his senbon clenched firmly between his teeth. “Hey there, ‘Kashi,” he greeted, “You gon’ let me in or…?”

Kakashi cleared his throat and stepped to the side, inviting the brunette in. “You brought whiskey?” he asked an obvious question.

Genma laughed. “Of course,” he replied with the obvious answer as he plopped down on the couch. As he popped the bottle open, he took his time in observing Kakashi’s house in full.

It was a small house nuzzled between two larger buildings, so it didn’t come as a shock that Kakashi had little space in his living room; a large glass door that led to his backyard, the left wall beside it rested the couch Genma sat on, on the right was a wall-mounted TV with a shelf of all Kakashi’s books beneath it; the middle was a simple coffee table with miscellaneous items scattered across the top.

Kakashi sat himself down next to Genma as the brunette poured them both shots. He accepted the drink Genma offered him and watched as the other downed his shot instantly. He watched as Genma curled his lips in momentarily before he spat out his senbon, the thin metal needle clattering onto his table. Fuck. The way Genma moved his lips, how they’d look during his cocky smirks, all of it lit a flame deep down inside Kakashi. “This whiskey…” he brought up.

“Don’t worry,” the other said, “It’s weak whiskey.”

Accepting that, he shifted himself to the side. He tugged down his mask when his back was fully turned to Genma. He tilted his head back and downed the shot. Lifting his mask back up, he turned and watched as his old classmate poured another for himself before offering the bottle to him. He waved off the offer and slid his glass back onto the table. “I’m fine, Genma,” he assured.

“Alright, bottle’s here if you ever want more,” Genma replied as he drank down another shot.

“So… You’re the new proctor for the Chunin Exams?” He was quick to pull up a topic for small talk.

“Mhm,” the brunette quickly confirmed. “Apparently, I was one of the slim few who were recommended.” He turned his head to Kakashi. “But you seriously didn’t bring me here to just chat, did you?”

“No— but I just—” While Kakashi fumbled over his words, Genma shifted off his own cushion and kicked himself over Kakashi’s lap, resting his legs on each side of the other’s thighs. The white-haired Jounin sputtered as Genma sat firmly on his lap, his hands on his shoulders. “Oh.”

“You get flustered so easily for someone who reads porn on the daily,” Genma chuckled as he rocked his hips into Kakashi’s. “Hell, you probably watch a shit ton too, don’t you?”

“I—… Wow,” he murmured as his hands landed on the older’s hips, fingers dangerously close to groping those firm cheeks.

The brunette laughed and his hands slid up Kakashi’s neck, his jawline, his cheeks before his index and middle fingers hooked around the edge of his black mask. “Relax, ‘Kakashi,” he purred, “Let’s get this mask off, shall we?”

Kakashi’s hands were gripping Genma’s wrists in an instant, causing Genma to flinch momentarily. He sighed and slowly pulled Genma’s hands off his mask. Averting his eyes, letting go of Genma as the brunette’s hands found themselves back on his shoulders. “Sorry, Genma…” he murmured under his breath.

Genma pursed his lips, a little annoyed but he respected the other’s wishes. “Alright,” he replied.

Switching up his plans, the brunette slid off Kakashi’s lap and knelt on the hardwood floors. Realizing his intentions, Kakashi shifted his hips closer to the edge of the couch, spreading his legs. Genma’s hands trailed over his thighs, fingers drawing circles into his pants. He could only shiver in response. His zipper was undone and he lifted his hips as his pants were yanked down to his ankles.

Genma was quick to lick his lips upon seeing an erection hiding behind some black boxers. His hand reached forward and palmed the obvious bulge, a breathy groan escaping Kakashi. He chuckled and smirked as he continued on caressing Kakashi’s clothed cock. Watching the silver-haired shinobi’s reactions only egged on Genma. He felt Kakashi twitch and harden under his touch.

“Genma,” Kakashi grunted, “If you don’t start sucking, I’m going to burst.”

A teasing laugh erupted from Genma’s lips and he complied with Kakashi’s desperate wishes. His fingers hooked around the waistband of the undergarments and like the pants, he tugged them down. His chocolate brown eyes stared at the erect dick that shot up upon being freed. “You’re packing some length there…” he purred out a compliment. Kakashi only let out a nervous chuckle in reply.

Genma’s hand wrapped around the base and his tongue swiped across the tip. He dragged his tongue down the side, leaving a strip of his saliva down the sensitive flesh. His tongue licked around the tip, lapping up any pre. He pumped his hand up to the tip before tugging back down, spreading his saliva down the shaft.

Kakashi uttered curses under his breath before his hand reached over to the top of Genma’s head, tugging out the knot of his hitai-ate. He tugged off the navy blue headband and chucked it to the side, the metal clattering against the wooden floor. His fingers dove in, tangling themselves in Genma’s locks of brown hair. He tugged the other closer to the tip of his leaking cock. “I told you just suck,” he demanded in a timid tone, though, it only sounded like a squeaky request.

Genma rolled his eyes but he wasn’t going to deny or complain. He kissed the reddened tip before his tongue swirled around the tip. Through his thick eyelashes, his eyes locked with Kakashi’s as his lips wrapped around the cock. He pushed the length down his mouth, his tongue cupping the underside of the erect cock.

Kakashi groaned out as Genma’s wet warmth enveloped his length, resting his head on the back of the couch. His hand tugged at Genma’s hair, pushing him down his shaft. “Fuck…” he murmured out.

His eyes focused on Genma as the brunette dipped his head up and down, saliva coating his shaft. Specifically, his eyes watched Genma’s lips; he watched how they firmly wrapped around his length, how they dirtied themselves with saliva each time he bobbed his head, dragging up and down his throbbing cock. His cock twitched inside the mouth of Genma just from staring at his lips working.

Genma’s cheeks hollowed out as he sucked, his tongue cupping the underside of his dick, fingers wrapped around the base. If he could, he’d be smirking as Kakashi sung him whispered praises as he guided his mouth down the thick cock, the tip pushing against the back of his throat.

“Shit… Just like that…” Kakashi uttered. His hand continued to tug Genma down his shaft, deep-throating the other. He groaned out in pleasure as he rocked his hips upwards, earning some gagging sounds from Genma. He hesitated for a moment but Genma picking up his pace led Kakashi to continue on.

Heavy pants and lewd slurping noises filled the living room, Kakashi occasionally moaning out loudly as he reached his release. His grip tightened around Genma’s locks of hair as he shoved the brunette’s head down, thrusting his cock down his throat.

With a muffled moan, Genma squeezed his eyes tight as thick ropes of cum shot deep into his throat. As Kakashi relaxed, he pulled his head back, slipping the cock out of his mouth. He swallowed down the salty white liquid before smirking. His rosy pink lips were drenched with saliva, eyes hazy with lust as he gazed up at Kakashi. A chuckle escaped him and he licked his lips. He leaned in and slapped the cock against his cheek, splashing saliva against his face, thin strings kept him connected to the cock whenever he pulled it away before they snapped and disappeared. “You’re still a bit hard…” he commented.

“I… Urm, bedroom?” Kakashi squeaked out as Genma continued to play with his cock like some kid’s toy.

Genma kissed the sloppy tip and nodded. “Bedroom,” he affirmed.

[nemobookaholic]

FrostIron Part 2

Sorry for the delay @belligerentmistletoe there you go. Let me know what you think about the final.

As before, a short reminder, I don’t own any rights to the characters, they belong to Marvel (if it wasn’t obvious, but I have to say it anyway).

I’m willing to go on in writing this ship, if I get enough input. Cause those two idiots are that much alike, no chance they’ll have a harmonic relationship, hehehe. Yeah sorry I’m an evil writer. Anyway, I love them and putting them in unknown situations is fun. Please let me know if you have an idea for me to play with 🖤

It had been two weeks since the incident with Loki. Tony had managed to avoid him completely until today. A Team meeting was set by Steve and he wanted all of the Avengers to join.

The mechanic waited until the last minute to go upstairs. He had distracted himself with building a new suit. But his traitorous thoughts had returned to the god, as soon as he let focus slip for just a second.

What would he give for a drink!

Not even the fact that Pepper sat their relationship on pause, did bother him as much as those lips he almost had kissed without permission.

Maybe he should worry more about not being in a proper relationship right now?

“Boss, Mr. Rogers is asking for you,” Friday told him for the second time.

There weren't any excuses left, so finally he made his way upstairs to face the Team, to face Loki.

When Tony entered the room, he immediately cursed himself inwardly. The only place available to sit was to Loki's left.

What did he even think? He should have known that nobody wanted to sit next to him but Thor. And that the chances for Loki to get a place with only one person sitting next to him would be extraordinarily small.

Tony clenched his fists and took a seat next to the mischievous god, ignoring him completely. He stared at Steve instead, to signal him to start the meeting.

So Captain America started a boring lecture on the new members and to give them a chance. He talked about how the Avengers had to take over responsibility for damaged buildings and destruction they had done in the past.

Tony barely listened to him, he just watched his mouth moving, not willing to admit the feelings evolving inside of him.

With every second he got jumpier, his leg started trembling with his hands clutched to the armrest.

“Relax,” a soft voice said from his right. Tony finally had to look at Loki, who showed no sign of discomfort at all.

The tension eased off and Tony started to relax, his hands slid into his lap. Slowly he opened his fists and closed them again under the table. Repeating it like a ritual that would protect him from evil.

Suddenly he felt a hesitant touch to his arm. The mechanic froze. Loki, not stopped at this point must have felt encouraged, cause he shoved his hand into Tony’s and entangled their fingers.

“Tony, are you alright?” Steve asked him, as the shock was visible to his face.

“Sure, what should be wrong,” he replied.

“It’s just, you are unusually silent today,” several heads around the table nodded.

“Just tired. Haven’t been sleeping in days,” the mechanic said in defence. Loki squeezed his hand, as if he would exactly know what kept Tony up at night.

“Well okay, anyway, can I get your attention some longer?” Steve started to be a pain in the ass.

He lectured on, eying Tony now and then.

What if some of the others would notice they were holding hands?

Cold sweat ran down Tony’s back, the god next to him still entirely relaxed. It just wasn’t fair. He could feel Loki's attention on him like a rock on his shoulders. Even if none of the others seemed to care, heck they didn’t even look at him. Tony was the only centre of attention with his strange behaviour.

Loki giggled under his breath what gave Tony the feeling, the god was enjoying all this.

Tony cursed inwardly, referring to Loki with the worst curses he was able to imagine.

He didn’t know how, but Loki would have to pay for this.

***

The meeting turned out to be splendid fun. A bright smile was plastered onto the gods face, which irritated his team mates, made the mechanic grumble some more and his brother skeptical.

The sun couldn’t shine any brighter today.

“Brother I don’t hope you are up for something evil?” Thor took him aside.

“If I’d assure you that it won’t cause any harm, would I be allowed in some mischief?”

“Loki, your plans tend to attract chaos, so you'd better be careful. No matter what it is your restless mind set itself up to,” Thor warned him

“I promise,” Loki held his hands up in defence.

“You better keep your promise this time,” Thor said in a low voice, before he left.

Loki headed down the corridor, trying to catch up to the others. He had no intention to get lost in the building a second time. At the edge of the corner Tony’s voice forced him to slow down.

“It’s nothing,” he could hear the mechanic say.

“I thought we were beyond this point,” a second voice, that belonged to Colonel Rhodes, said. “Is it because Pepper put you on hold again? You can tell me.”

Stark sighed heavily, “Look…things are difficult at the moment. All I want right now is to numb my thoughts and build a new suit. Is that too much to ask for?”

“If that’s what you need, go for it. But remember to rest, that’s all I’m going to ask for. You're my friend Tony, I don’t enjoy seeing you like this.”

Loki overheard the conversation with some interest. He almost felt sorry for pushing Antony this hard. The god was still lingering behind the corner, when Tony turned it and bumped right into him.

“You!” the mechanic grumbled.

Loki showed an uncomfortable smile.

Tony seized him by the collar and shoved him against the wall. “What was that inside there?!” he spat out the words.

“I don’t know what you mean—haven’t you been the one who was going to ki…” Loki lost his breath, as Tony slammed him against the wall once more.

They heard steps heading towards them.

“Not out here,” Tony pressed through his teeth, indicating Loki to follow him, as he let go of his clothes.

They stepped into an elevator nearby. The god breathed out loudly. He had no good memory of his last conversation inside a lift.

There was no way doing get help again.

“I might need to apologise,” Loki muttered.

Tony just stared at the numbers passing by.

“Anthony?” he asked in a gentle voice.

The mechanic turned around to face him, with a fire to his eyes Loki almost misinterpreted. There was anger to it, but also fear, pain and desire?

He stepped closer towards Stark, lowering his head. Now it was his turn to shove him against the wall, his arms building a cage around the mechanic's body, leaving him no chance to escape. As if he could have gone anywhere at all.

Tony’s breath had accelerated, his system overheated causing a moment of madness between them.

As their lips collided, there was nothing but pure lust to it. A bestial hunger that consumed the whole air within the tiny cabin.

Tony freed himself first, only to commise Friday to stop the elevator. The mechanic's knees gave in, slowly he slid down to the ground. Loki followed, kneeling between Tony’s widely spread legs. Not willing to let go of him so soon.

“Anthony,” he said, his voice a sexy whisper.

Tony pulled him in again, grabbing for his shirt like he would drown.

They kissed, their tongues dancing to the melody of their fast paced hearts.

“Stop it! We can’t do this,” Tony pushed him away again.

“I’m confused. You seemed to enjoy it in the first place,” Loki leaned back at the other side of the lift.

“I’m not gay,” Tony said.

Loki laughed at the top of his lungs. “That’s your problem? You puny creatures and your vain ego’s.”

“It’s just…I can’t,” Tony tried again.

“And why is that? Your lives are already this short, so why don’t you allow yourself the pleasure of adultery?”

“You wouldn’t understand,” Tony hesitated.

“Oh really? Would it be easier for you if I looked different?” Loki shifted his appearance into a well known female one, he was sure Tony would accept to copulate with.

“Jesus! No.” the mechanic protested at once.

“I thought she was your girlfriend? What’s the matter with that?”

“Yes, no. It’s complicated. It doesn’t help at all, if you’d look like her.”

“Fine,” Loki raised his hands in frustration. He wasn’t used to meeting with a rebuff. “I’ll tell you what’s complicated, humanity and their awkward look onto sexuality! As gender would make any difference to it!”

Tony was staring at the floor.

“I’m grievously disappointed in you Anthony. I thought you would be different.” Loki got up again. “Lady Friday, would you be so kind as to relieve us, please?”

The elevator was put into motion again and Loki pressed the button for Ground floor.

The god left as soon as the doors opened, leaving Stark to his thoughts.

***

Somehow Tony made his way back upstairs to his room. He found himself distressed and numb. Had he really had such strong desires towards Loki? How had he been able to ignore them for so long?

Still he was horny and just the thought of the god’s lips sent his blood downstairs.

Maybe that was the point why he couldn’t make out with Pepper any longer?

He pushed that thought far away, yet it came back at him like a boomerang. Had he been blind all those years? But even if he had been, why did it have to be Loki?

What was it that attracted him to a murderous god?

Tony was desperate.

For the first time in his life he had no idea on how to fix it.

“Show me what he’s doing,” he told Friday, as he sat down, fiddling on a part of the armour to keep his hands busy.

“I’m sorry to say Sir, but we’ve lost the signal,” she replied.

Tony had placed a tiny spy software to Loki’s apartment as he’d left last time. Just to check if the god would behave. But there was a possibility he might have used it for private purposes the last few weeks.

How could he have lost the signal? His technical gadgets never failed.

Loki must have found it.

Question was, for how long had he known about it?

That guy definitely was a trickster. Tony tore his hair out over thinking of Loki. The screwdriver in his hand slipped off and damaged a sensible part of the armour.

“Fuck!” Tony shouted, throwing the piece into a corner.

“May I assist you Sir?” Friday offered her help.

“No, I just need to sleep. I have been up for too long,” the mechanic answered. He took the secret corridor to his bedroom.

But as he laid down, his thoughts were dancing around today's events. Tony knew there was no way he could have a good night's rest, if he hadn’t at least talked it off.

Deep down in the darkest part of his brain, he knew Loki had been right. How could he, the great Tony Stark, shy away from the fulfilment to his desires?

If he was honest with himself, something he usually avoided, he wanted the god more than anything else.

“Friday, cancel everything for tonight, I’ll be having a night out.”

“Yes Sir.”

***

Loki was channel hopping, when a sudden knock on his door made him jump. He half expected, half hoped for Stark to show up, after he had destroyed the little spy. He turned off the TV and answered the door.

There he was, the man that had let him down only hours before.

Loki leaned in the doorframe, his arms crossed staring at Tony in silence.

“I guess I deserve this,” Tony was scratching his head, “may I be allowed to come in?”

Loki stepped aside, asking him in with a gesture of his hand. Stark entered the flat still unsure on how to begin.

“Look I’ve been an idiot, okay?” he started, “I-i have no idea on how to do this. Talking about my feelings isn’t something I’d do on a regular basis. And to be fair, that, whatever it is between us, isn’t something that happens to people every day.” The mechanic’s cheeks turned red, as he looked everywhere but at the god.

A smile flashed over Loki’s face, “so you’ve changed your mind?” he simply asked.

“I wouldn’t see it like that. Let’s say I’m here to find out, if it might possibly work between the two of us.” Tony wanted it to sound casual, but his voice gave his nervousness away.

“That’s enough for now,” Loki said, reaching out for Tony. The god grabbed the other man by the hand, guiding him into the bedroom.

The place was dominated by a tester bed that had dark green velvet curtains to its sides. The only comfort Loki allowed himself. The double sheets were of emerald green silk, accurately spread across the bed.

The god led Tony to one side of it, implying him to sit down. Loki recognised how Tony was biting his lips, so he let himself sink into the pillows, hugging the mechanic from behind. He breathed in the smell he had missed.

In a sudden second of recognition, he figured out what fruity scent it was he wondered about last time. It was blueberries.

Loki kissed Tony’s neck, tempting him with his hot tongue. Meanwhile Tony tried to unbutton his shirt with shaky fingers.

“Let me help you,” Loki offered, pressing his chest against Tony’s back, peeking over his shoulder. He opened the shirt and freed the mechanic from the fabric.

The god let his fingers wander up and down Anthony’s chest, finally resting at his nipples, waiting for permission to go on.

A moan of pleasure escaped Tony’s throat, which was approbation enough for Loki. He twisted and rubbed them between thumb and index finger.

“How does that feel?” he whispered into Tony’s ear.

“Odd,” the mechanic pressed the words through his teeth.

“Ah, so you’d never allowed yourself to take pleasure out of it? Let me show you the possibilities,” Loki smirked. The god leaned backwards, so Tony slid down into his lap.

The mechanic buried his face in his hands, while Loki let his tongue dance over the most sensitive steads on the other man's body.

“Anthony, show me your face,” Loki pulled Tony’s arms upward and fixed them over his head, holding them together with just one hand.

Tony had been this agitated, he hadn’t noticed the god was all over him by now. His long fingers hooked into the waistband, already opened it, pulling the trousers down.

“Wait,” the mechanic said, “don’t you get undressed?”

“Everything at it’s time. Always inpatient,” he chuckled. Loki leaned in, to kiss Tony. While he was distracted, the spell faded, showing the Asgardian god in all his glory.

The moment he let go of Tony, the mechanic gasped, “does that mean you were nude all the time?”

“Who knows?” Loki was clearly flirting with him.

Yet Tony knitted his brows together, aware of what had to happen next. The thought must have been written on his face as Loki answered it: “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything that will hurt you, or make you uncomfortable. Just let me know if we’ve reached your limit.”

“I don’t think I can…well you know…” he stuttered.

Loki nodded, “of course, I didn’t expect you to, the first time you laid down with another male.” He let go of his hands and sat up. “Would you like to take the active part then?”

“Show me,” the mechanic's eyes were overcast with lust.

***

They made love to each other all night long. Tony always had imagined himself a skilled lover. Turned out he was wrong. Loki had centuries of experience and he did things to him, Tony never had dreamed off, or thought them being possible at all.

By dawn he fell asleep out of sheer exhaustion. He curled up next to Loki, who didn’t seem to be tired at all.

Tony woke from the smell of coffee, arising next to him.

The god was leaning in the pillows, with his long legs crossed, reading a book absently sipping from his mug.

“My apologies, I didn’t intend to wake you,” Loki said the moment he realised the other man was looking at him. “I can go to the living room, you must be tired.”

“No, that’s okay,” Tony rubbed his eyes.

“Would you like a cup of coffee then?”

“Yes, please.”

The god got up, to get one for Tony. The mechanic stretched his body, it was only by now that he felt how physically demanding it had been, trying to keep up with Loki.

The moment he sat up leaning into the pillows, like Loki did moments before, the god came back handing him a steaming mug.

Tony was fascinated, on how the black dressing gown underlined the gods' tall, wiry figure. Memories of sweaty, hot nakedness flashed his mind. If he only had the energy to get up, he would have the god begging for mercy this time.

Sipping his coffee, he hid his face until Loki sat back to his former spot.

“So, what do you think about our arrangement? Is it something you would like to continue?” Loki asked.

“I’ve never experienced something similar…” Tony answered, his mind drifting off again. To Loki kneeling over him, doing things with his tongue while his fingers had reached regions of Tony’s body, he never had thought of touching himself. Yet it had caused immense pleasure.

“That mean?” Loki was eying him uneasy.

“I’ll have to join Pride month next time,” the mechanic whispered. He still wasn’t sure if it would work out well between them. Heck both of them were stubborn and proud and not used to letting people come close in any way.

“Maybe we should keep it a secret, until we both feel pleasant about whatever will evolve out of this night?” Loki suggested.

“Agreed,” Tony nodded. “So what next? Shall we have dates? Or do we visit each other for random quickies?”

“Relax Anthony. We could start on exchanging numbers?”

“You have a phone?” Stark looked at the god with big eyes.

“Of course I have. I’m not Thor, I know how to adapt myself. A friend showed me how to use it,” Loki tilted his head.

“Friend?” Tony couldn’t believe it.

“Yes, Anthony. Believe it or not, I have a friend. Her name is Verity.”

“Sorry, I guess I was just surprised at how fast you’ve made yourself at home.”

“I had to. There’s nothing else left to call a home.” Loki was staring at his feet.

Tony was patting his back, shifting uneasy. It was time for him to leave. Usually he would steal away in the middle of the night, maybe leaving a note that said ‘thank you’. He was far away from his comfort zone and needed time to process all this.

“Uhhm, so—I need to go back, a lot of work is waiting for me,” he lied.

Loki scribbled down his phone number for Tony. “See you at the next mission, I suppose?” Loki was raising an eyebrow.

“Probably. I mean it’s New York. Ancient gods try to destroy it all the time.”

“Hey! It was just one time.”

The two men looked at each other, bursting out with laughter.

As Tony stepped out the door, he felt this was the first time he really wanted it to work. Like he had found a kindred soul, and so thought Loki lying in his bed.

-Fin-