#cuz there's just not enough gifs of this scene /s

[winchester-with-wings]

Training Room Tension (Wolverine x f!Reader, smut)

Pairing: Logan Howlett x F!reader

Summary: Training is just another form of foreplay between you and Logan. That's why no one trains with you guys anymore. It's just awkward.

Tags/Warnings: 18+, smut with a hint of sappy love and security at the end, dirty talk, taunting, unprotected sex, biting, spanking, rough sex, Rest In Piece(s) to your undergarments hehe, takes place in the X-Mansion, reader is some type of invulnerable mutant like Logan.

Word count: 2400

Author's Note: First time writing in forever! Praise be to "Deadpool & Wolverine" for bringing back my love and lust for Hugh Jackman. Wolverine in particular is one of my first loves. Shout out to by Bitchachos for reassuring me this obsession was okay. Love you guys! Thanks for reading and thanks to @pagesofivy for the title suggestion! I'm picturing older, thicker Logan from the 70s cuz of that mirror scene iykyk. But also love these XMen gifs. Ah hell I can't pick a favorite. He has aged sooooo well.

Hope people enjoy this and please don't be afraid to let me know! Words of Affirmation is my love language. LOL

I made a wolverine sideblog too because I want to reblog everything Logan and D&W related hehe ----> @feral4wolverine

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The team rarely trains with you and Logan in the same room anymore. For a good reason too. Sure, in short exercises, they can manage you guys. You're both part of the team after all, but the longer training scenarios, they'll make do without. They just know their feral, indestructible teammates will do their part in the real world fights.

Because as much as Logan admires your strength and determination...he also cannot stand it. You're stubborn. You're defiant. You're a tease and he can't take it anymore.

“You’re slowing down, babe, and pulling your punches,” you tease, dodging his swing and sweeping his legs out from under him. He hits the ground with a loud thud. He rolls over, grabbing your ankle before you can get back up. He drags you along the mats as he stands. “Ah, nonono!” you laugh, your arms waving and trying to get a grip on the floor. You get your other foot under you and turn yourself over trying to kick or hook your leg around his neck to take him down.

It doesn’t work this time but at least he lets go of your foot. Back on even ground, you’re swapping blows, punches, and blocks. You curse almost as much as he grunts.

"Run that pretty little mouth one more time," he growls, his arms interlocked with yours as he blocks your attack again.

"Or what, old man?" You push back, breaking his hold, your skin is slick with sweat and it gives you an advantage over Logan…in more ways than one. You’re slippery and fast and his reaction time is slower as his gaze lingers on every inch of exposed, glistening skin.

He pounces and were he not already so close, you would have been able to dodge him. Your feet don't have a chance to gain traction though as you scramble to get away. He swiftly grabs you by the waist, tossing you over his shoulder.

The action is fast enough that it steals your breath away. You're kicking and protesting as he carries you out of the gym. All the tech and weaponry in the Danger Room have borne the brunt of Logan's claws too many times, so the two of you have been banished to the school's gymnasium. Logan takes two stairs at a time as he carries you off in the direction of your shared room. It’s far from the student’s quarters and the walls are soundproof from back when Logan’s nightmares were more frequent. They’re all but gone since you maneuvered yourself into his life.

(It’s technically still his room only, but he was never going to ask you to move in, so you’ve just started sneaking things in and leaving items behind until it was obvious. You know he’s noticed and cleared space for your abandoned items in his dresser, closet, and bathroom. He’s just too stubborn to admit defeat. And you’re happy to spare his ego and let him be the one to finally mention it.)

If anyone in the mansion hears your grumbling and cursing, they tune you out–already accustomed to you and Logan bickering. Your protests die in your throat as you take a sharp intake of air when he smacks your ass, his large hand definitely leaving a stinging mark. If it's not already red, he may spank you one or two more times...especially if you mouth off.

Once in his room, he tosses you onto his bed but you bounce back up and try to shove past him, a half-assed attempt to keep playing cat and mouse, to make him chase you some more. He hooks you around the waist and throws you back on the bed, this time bearing down on top of you. His body is strong, solid, and heavy with adamantium as he pins you down, his chest vibrating with a growl.

"No more talking."

"Oh baby, that's not how I fuck," you moan and hook one of your legs around his waist. One hand grabs his ass, giving you leverage to grind against him.

"Such a filthy mouth," he snarls, his teeth grazing your jaw before he nips at your ear. His facial hair scratches at your skin, raising goosebumps along your flesh. Your nipples tighten and ache, desperate for his mouth.

"You love it."

His chest vibrates with another deep growl just before he claims your mouth, your lips smashing together hard enough that your teeth make contact, and your lips get caught in the crossfire. There's a brief taste of iron but whomever it belongs to heals quickly, the sting relieved as his tongue delves into your mouth.

"Can't...stand it...anymore. Can't take it," he groans as he kisses you. He pulls away just to kiss and bite along your jaw, down the column of your throat.

"Poor thing, powerless to resist me?" you keen, your breath hitching as he bites your neck a little harder, his tongue soothing it a second later. You grind your hips, answering with your own moans, proud of yourself for getting a rise out of him. Your nails dig into his back, definitely tearing at his shirt. He pulls his head back and hisses as the sensation rides the border between pain and pleasure. He reaches for you, his hands shackling your wrists and pinning your arms by your head.

"Be a good girl for once and don't move," he commands you, releasing your hands so that he can take off his shirt and rip off his belt. He yanks your pants down, getting increasingly agitated as he struggles with the fabric. With your shirt, he pulls it up until it bunches around your wrists, effectively shackling you. As for your sports bra and underwear…

"Nonono!"

SNIKT!

"Sonuvabitch!" you curse as he cuts the fabric with one of his claws. He just chuckles. He's slowed down just for a moment to drag a single claw down the middle of your sports bra, along the line of your cleavage. Your breasts spill out as he cuts the straps next. Your breasts are bared to him and he lavishes them with the attention you crave. You no longer keep your hands above your head as you card your fingers through his thick hair, pulling on it as you arch your back and press your breasts further into his hands and mouth. He bites at your supple flesh as his fingers knead your nipples into aching peaks. A mewling whimper escapes your lips as you roll your hips against him some more but his jeans are still on.

"Are you gonna fuck me, or do I need to get myself off?" you challenge him while biting your bottom lip. His answer comes after he slides a hand down your body and rubs your pussy through your soaked underwear.

"Nobody makes you come but me, sweetheart," he says gruffly, his own arousal evident in his voice before he kisses you again, deeply, passionately, possessive. He steals your breath away and when he lets you up for air you gasp, your chest heaving as he's pinned your breasts between you. You love the feeling of his chest hair against your skin.

"Then prove it…Bub," you gasp, surprising yourself and giggling at the use of the nickname. He shakes his head with amusement, only slightly cringing at your joke.

The next thing you know, he's sitting up, unzipping his jeans and ripping your underwear off without the use of his claws. (You don't wear your nicer panties when sparring with Logan is on the schedule.) The sports bra, you'd thought you could save. His dick is straining against his boxer briefs but you hardly get a glimpse of his perfectly thick cock before he's pushing inside you.

Normally, you like it when he fingers you first. When he stretches you out with two or three fingers while he tongues and sucks on your clit. You lament the opportunity for beard burn on your inner thighs but you’ll make up for that some other time. For now you’re just as desperate for him, as he is for you.

"Mmm fuck," he growls as he bottoms out. "So fucking tight. So wet. Love the scent of you on my sheets." He hunches forward, burying his face in the curve of your neck. He bites and sucks a mark into your skin. It'll heal, but at least the two of you will know it was there. You rake your fingers through his hair, pulling on it, your nails scraping his scalp. You wrap your legs around his waist, locking your ankles in the small of his back.

"Yes, Logan, yes baby fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me come," you urge him on, trying to roll your hips to match his rapid rhythm, but you can't keep up. The sensations are intense and overwhelming, until you've lost the strength in your arms and you just let yourself go. You submit to him in every way, allowing yourself to be used for his pleasure just as you know your pleasure is his. "Fuck, Logan, I'm so close…" you moan.

Your body is languid, liquid heat beneath him, your skin scorching hot no matter where he touches you. He drags his big hands down your body, starting at the base of your throat, over your heartbeat, kneading your breasts before sliding them down your stomach and grasping your hips. Changing pace to long, hard strokes, he rubs your clit with his thumb as he raises your hips off the bed. Your hips start bucking like you're trying to get away from the intensity of his thumb on your clit, but he keeps pulling you back to him, thrusting deeper as you two battle for release. You cry out, coming so hard your legs are shaking. You reach out to him and he extends one of his arms. Your fingers dig into his forearm as you hold on, feeling like you could fly off the bed, but Logan has you. He'll never let you go.

"Ohh, fuck," he groans, his mouth hanging open and his lips almost pulling back to bare his teeth like an animal. His eyes roll back as he nearly loses himself to the feeling of your orgasm, the pulsing sensation of your pussy squeezing him tight. You keep rolling your body, pushing and pulling with your grip on his arm,  drawing out your climax. His fingers dig into your hips. He finally bares his teeth, growling, his face twisting into a feral snarl. "Fuck, baby."

He pulls out suddenly and you cry, mourning the loss of being full. But then he flips you over, fast enough to elicit a startled giggle. His smug chuckle is lost as you end up face down on the bed. You're about to get up to your hands and knees when Logan slams back into you, going deeper from this position. You moan into his pillow, noting his own unique smell of leather, cigars, and pine. His hand holds onto your shoulder for leverage as he starts piston his hips at a rapid pace, fucking into you from behind, pressing you into the mattress.

“Don’t stop. Keep going,” you urge him on, knowing that the moment it’s too much for you, if you say stop, he will. “Oh my god, fu--I'm gonna come again," you whimper. He lets out a rugged laugh and spanks your ass...once, twice, and then rubbing your skin to soothe the red marks before he grabs your ass to help you push back and ride his dick.

"Yesss," he hisses, "Yeah sweetheart, let it go, come again. I've got you," he grunts, the words oddly sweet in contrast to the pounding you're getting.

Your next orgasm is matched by his. You can't see him behind you but you know what it looks like when Logan comes. You love the way his nose scrunches up, his head falls back and then rolls to the side like he's about to crack his neck. Then he shakes head like he's clearing his head from the fog of mind-blowing sex. His body shudders, all of his muscles are tense, flexed, rock hard. If you were on your back, you'd be kissing and nipping at his broad chest as you rake your nails down his abs. For now, you can take in the sight of him by straining to look over your shoulder. His thrusts stutter to a complete stop as he fills you up.

"Yes, baby…yes, feels so good," you pant, praising him. The corner of his mouth turns up in a proud smirk. He takes a few deep breaths and slides his hand up and down your spine. You fully sink into the mattress, boneless and spent, and he leans over you, propping most of his weight on his arms beside you.

Your breathing synchronizes as you lay there together. He peppers your shoulders with open mouth kisses and gently nips at the curve of your neck as you expose it.

"You like that, sweetheart?" he murmurs softly in your ear.

"Mmm, yes," you answer, "always." Your eyes are closed as you focus on the remnants of pleasure coursing through your body. You press your ass against him, earning yourself a few more lazy, taunting thrusts from him. He pulls out, his dick still hard and throbbing with a stamina unmatched by your own. You clench your legs shut, determined to keep his seed inside you, as you both love a messy round two. He rolls onto his side, taking you with him until you're on your back and looking up at him.

"You drive me crazy, baby girl," he grumbles…with obvious affection as he nuzzles you and then softly kisses you.

"You love it," you defend yourself playfully.

"Mmmhmm," he growls his agreement before kissing you again, one hand slowly exploring the planes of your body once more. He loves it when you play hard to get. He loves it when you talk back and antagonize him. He loves having a partner who keeps up with him and then still kicks his ass in training. He loves it when you challenge his lone wolf act. He loves it all, because it makes these moments happen--moments where two seemingly invincible people can come together and feel safe enough to love and be loved.

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It's been 2 years since I posted any fics... I hope ya'll liked this! Let me know!

p.s. made a wolverine specific sideblog: @feral4wolverine

[yoditopascal]

Like A Prayer (Part 2)

summary: best friends with wade you’re always being dragged into something even when he’s not trying to, what are you to do when you find the fate of your timeline in the hands of yourself, your chaotic merc and an angry wolverine who’s hellbent on drinking himself to death?

content warning: romance, some angst, a little fluff, character deaths, canon-typical violence, smut, lots of cussing, mutual pining, found family, drug and alcohol use, reader insert but with no use of y/n cuz I hate that shit, deadpool being deadpool, mentions of poor mental health (depression anxiety and ptsd mostly), scent marking, the honda odyssey scene needs a warning all on its own MINORS DNI

a/n: I wanted to get up to the part where you finally meet Logan but it was too long 😭 and I ended up deciding to split the chapter up. In the mean time I hope this enough to tide you over. <3

tag list: sorry if you weren’t tagged I tried tagging everyone that asked but some usernames didn’t work! @allmyn1ghts, @blooket-scares-me, @amararosesblog, @talanyra, @spideybv28

Previous Chapter//Next Chapter

Wolverining is Hard

When you come to, your arms are tightly secured behind your back. Sitting up you try to take in your surroundings as you wiggle around trying to free yourself. The room you’re in is dark with a metal table and a singular chair in the middle and smelled strongly of disinfectant.

Just as you felt like you were making progress with your restraints, really you had just dislocated your hand, a door opens up on your right flooding your vision with a blinding light.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Came an accented voice, it sounded British. Just as your eyes had started to adjust to the light you were harshly hoisted up to your feet and dragged away into another room before being dumped unceremoniously at the feet of a pair of red and black boots

“Pookie you’re alive!” said Wade dressed in a new and improved Deadpool suit. Where did he get that? You thought to yourself. “I thought these TVA fucks ate you or something!

Helping you to your feet Wade pats you on top of the head before gesturing between your restrained hands and a guy holding what looked like a giant remote in his hands.

Rolling his eyes the guy snaps his fingers and you’re manhandled again as your restraints are roughly yanked off.

Taking in your surroundings you notice you’re in what looks to be an office with office workers and a floating platform above it. On the platform, where you all were standing, are a bunch of monitors all showing different scenes of you and your friends.

“Where are we Wade? What is this place?” You asked confused as you rubbed at your sore wrists, getting closer to him.

“You, baby girl, have just been upgraded to first disciple! Congratulations!” He said jokingly, just as he was about to say something else he was interrupted by an accented voice, the same one you had heard before.

“As you can see Mr. Wilson your friend is alive and well mostly well.” Said the man from behind Wade with the British accent, he eerily reminded you of Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice. Frowning, the man watched you with a disgusted expression as you flicked your hand popping your wrist back into place as you sucked in a breath in pain. You had definitely dislocated it earlier.

“Now as much as I hate to cut the reunion short it’s time for her to go back home.” He said snapping his fingers again, suddenly you're surrounded by men in body armor again, one reaches out quickly to grab you but you stumble back into Wade who pushes you behind him.

“Wait wait wait….you’re just gonna send her home? To die?” He turns to ask the man behind him. He could feel you pressed against his back, like you were trying to get under his skin. You were scared and he couldn’t blame you, you still had no idea what was going on.

“Die? What are you talking about?” You asked looking back and forth between the man and Wade until a gloved finger fell on your lips silencing you.

“Shush child Marvel Jesus is talking.”

“What the fuck?” You whispered, pushing his hand away.

“You can’t send her back Paradox.”

“Oh I can and I will.” The man, Paradox, had said as one of his armed men came up to him handing him one of those electric baton stick things you had seen earlier. You immediately tensed up, as he started to approach you with it, not knowing what it would do to you on contact.

“No wait wait wait please just hang on a fucking second!” Wade shouted, it was one of rare times he got serious and it made your hair stand on end

“What now Mr. Wilson?” Mr. Paradox asked, groaning dramatically, as if all of this was just a giant waste of his time

“W-what can I do to fix it? The timeline?”

Timeline? What the fuck was happening? You thought confused as you looked back at Wade again as he stared down Mr. Paradox

“Nothing unless you can bring Wolverine back to life in the next,” he says nonchalantly as if it were the most obvious thing in the world as he checks his watch “96 hours. But that’s impossible to-“

That little bit of information was enough to get the cogs in Wade’s brain turning as he hatched a play.

“Say less, I’m on it like a car bonnet!” Wade said cheerfully, you had no idea what the fuck that many but whatever it was Wade had set his mind too it and once his mind was set nothing was going to get in his way.

“Mr. Wilson-“ Mr. Paradox had started to say but before he could get another word out, Wade lunges forward and headbutts him full force, breaking his nose on contact, knocking him out as he snatched up the strange remote device Paradox had had in his hands.

Before you could even blink, Wade grabs you, scooping you up into his side, right under his armpit, as he opens up another one of those orange portal doors and jumps right through it with you.

The other side of the portal opens up midair and you crash land in the middle of a frozen forest. The ground and trees around you, covered in a powdery dusting of snow as a harsh wind blows over you causing you to shiver slightly, as you go to sit up you find yourself unable to move as a sharp pain shoots up your right arm.

It took a few moments to realize Wade had landed with you, more like on top of you it seemed, until you heard him groan from your back.

“I gotta get better at opening those things.” He groans, getting up.

“Sorry sugar lumps, we didn't really stick the landing there.” He said stretching his sore limbs as he gestured to your arm. It was bent at an awkward angle behind you, most definitely broken. Standing to your feet you grab at the injured appendage, popping it back into place with a loud snap and a yelp before it has a chance to heal wrong

“Ok Wade I’ve had enough of this Leon and Helena bullshit-“ you panted out still reeling from the pain of your arm.

“Ha! Resident Evil 6 humor!”

“Enough! Please just tell me what’s going on?!” You finally snap as you pull your cardigan around yourself in an attempt to block out the cold. Wade looks you over as if contemplating what to say next before he groans, running a gloved hand over his mask.

“Ah shit where do I even start?” He says as he sits down on a pile of rocks that had a makeshift stick x on top that looks suspiciously like a grave, you chose not to comment on it, as he begins to explain what had transpired over the last hour.

Apparently he was Marvel Jesus, you still didn’t get that part, and your timeline was dying. How? You weren’t entirely sure but Wade kept mumbling under his breath about some ��Aussie fuck stealing his thunder from down under”, and that Mr. Paradox guy, who’s in charge of those TVA bastards that kidnapped you and Wade, was in charge of overseeing it but instead of letting it die out naturally over the next hundred years or so was going to speed up the process and now Wade only had 96 hours to fix it before everyone you knew and loved died.

“Which is why we’re here!” He said cheerfully pulling two shovels out of nowhere. Looking behind him to see where the shovels had intact come from you missed as he took a sip from his newly acquired ‘I Like Me’ mug through his mask before tossing it. “Grab your shovel jelly bean, we're hunting a Wolverine!” He said tossing the second shovel at your feet as he pulls the makeshift x grave marker from the pile of stones and starts to dig.

As soon as he said that you felt your stomach drop to your ass. That was a grave behind him, and it wasn’t just anyone’s… it was the Wolverine’s. You were digging up Wolverine to save your timeline?

“Holy shit.”

To say you idolized the guy was an understatement. When you were a kid you had all kinds of Wolverine comics and stickers, hell you still had a pair of Wolverine underwear to this day. Digging up his grave after all this time, after all that he went through in life just felt…wrong.

“You can cream your spinach later, right now we need to see if widdle Wolvie is really taking a dirt nap or not.” Chunks of dirt flew through the air as Wade kept digging, completely absorbed in his task.

“Wade this is-“ Not right you wanted to say. You start feeling your anxiety bubble up in your chest. “I can’t-!”

The sound of his shovel hitting something metal, adamantium, stopped you in your place. Tapping his shovel twice more to make sure he had actually hit something and that it wasn’t just his imagination, Wade looked over to you before turning back to what he had found, wiping away the dirt, he stared down at the now exposed decaying metallic skull of the Wolverine.

Your breath caught in your throat as you watched Wade stare at the corpse for a moment, lost in thought, before he raised his shovel over his head and bought it down on Wolverine’s skull over and over again, not stopping until he got even frustrated and snapped the wooden handle over his knee, no doubt breaking it in the process.

“Damn it! Son of a bitch! Fuck! Motherfucker! My world is fucked!”

He screamed, throwing the pieces of the shovel and swinging his arms as he punched at the air. It had been a long time since you had seen him this serious, albeit the last time you were quite literally dying, and it was honestly terrifying.

Your stomach sank even further at his words. Hugging your arms to yourself in an attempt to make yourself smaller you slowly approached Wade just as he was pulling the adamantium skeleton fully from the grave, dragging it over to a downed tree as he propped it up to sit cross legged by him.

“That was weird. I’m much calmer now.” He says with a chuckle, you’re not sure if he’s talking to you or the corpse. “Look, I’m not a man of science, but you seem incredibly passed away. But it’s good to see ya.” he pats the corpse on the knee causing you to wrinkle your nose up in disgust as bile rises in your throat. You’d seen Wade do a lot of strange shit over the years of knowing him, but exhuming a grave of a fallen hero and having a one on one with his dead body was a whole new world for you.

“I gotta be honest, I’ve always wanted to ride with you, Logan. You and me, getting into everything. Just fucking shit up. Can you imagine the fun, the chaos, the residuals?”

You didn’t even want to know what he meant by that as you crept up next to Wade, kneeling down by his side.

“G’day, mate? There’s nothing that’ll bring me back to life faster than a big bag of metal cash.” Wade placed a finger under the corpse’s chin making its mandible move up and down as if he was talking to him, you put your arm on his to get him to stop but he just kept going as he moved to hold his masked head in his hands.

“No, no, no, no, uuuugh!” He groans dramatically as he throws his head back, thumping it on the tree trunk behind him. “He had to get all noble and die for real. God damn it! We coulda really used your help right about now Hugh.”

“Wade,” you said softly as you reached out to rest a hand on his shoulder, “we’ll figure something out, there’s got to be another way right?”

Wade’s masked face turns to look at you, deep in thought, before the sound of multiple approaching footsteps pulls him out of his head. Pulling you until you were tucked between him and the tree truck, he peeks over the tree before ducking back down just as fast, cursing under his breath.

“Wade Winston Wilson! You’re under arrest by the Time Variance Authority for too many crimes to count, come out!” Came a booming voice over the chill of the air. You and Wade look at each other for a moment as if deciding what to do.

“This is your last chance! Throw out your weapons and come out peacefully!” The voice said again as he and a bunch of other TVA agents began to surround you.

You look Wade in his eyes again and nod, knowing he’s going to have to fight to get you both out of there. Looking around himself for anything you could use to defend yourself, his eyes land on the adamantium skeleton sitting nearby and he gets a horribly morbid idea.

“I’m not gonna give you my weapons! But I promise not to use them.” He shouts back as he turns back towards you, placing a hand on your head. “Ok Nugget you know the drill.” He says so that only you can hear.

“You go right, I go left.” You nod your head towards the tree line in the background on your left.

“Good girl.” He pats you on the head one last time, tucking baby knife into your hand. “Maximum effort.” He grunted as you both stood, jumping into action. You break to the left as fast as your feet can carry you just as Wade jumps over the tree trunk pulling Wolverine's body with him.

Hearing rapid footfalls following close behind you try to pick up the pace, your lungs burning as you run, just as you reach the woods a gloved hand reaches out tangling itself in your locs before yanking you backwards. You hit the snow covered ground with an audible thud. Your head ringing and vision blurred from the impact. Just as your eyes were starting to clear, that rapid thumping noise from before came back with a vengeance.

Shaking your head to clear it you try and get back up to your feet until a black boot, steps down on your shoulder harshly. Above you stood a TVA agent, his stick pointed right at you as he glared down at you. Just as he began to lower it, you pulled baby knife from your boot, stabbing it as hard as you could through his foot.

He screams in pain as he stumbles backwards falling on his ass as he goes to pull out the knife. Scrambling back up you yank the knife from his foot before embedding it in his exposed neck. Pulling the knife back out again the fall back on your ass in shock at what you just did. You killed someone and hadn’t even hesitated. Sure you had see your fair share of people dying, thanks mostly to Wade, but never had you actually been the one doing the killing.

Before you have a chance to wallow anymore to yourself, you hear a body thud next to you and jump.

“My bad!” Wade calls as he smacks a TVA agent across the face with something that looked suspiciously like a metal femur, shattering his helmet and mostly his face on impact. “Wolverining is hard!”

“Wolverine was a hero and the only thing worth a shit to ever come out of Canada!” Shouted a voice from in front of you two, it was the same guy from before, the one who you tackled through the portal earlier, and he looked pissed. Before he had a chance to say anything else a katana goes bouncing off the ground and right through the guy’s mouth.

“Get my country’s name out of your fucking mouth.” Wade said as he walked up to the still standing body, pulling his sword out of his mouth. “And my sword, gimme that.”

Cleaning off the blade with his sleeve, Wade looks you over, checking you for injuries, something he couldn’t break himself from doing, no matter how much you told him you could heal, before pulling you to your feet.

“We gotta find us another Logan, an alive one.” He said looking around himself assessing the overall damage.

“How?” You question still trying to quiet the pounding in your head, it was starting to fade out now, only being a low murmur at the point, but it still made it hard to focus.

Pulling something from his belt, Wade holds up the remote looking device he had stolen from Mr. Paradox earlier between wiggling fingers.

“This my dear bestest pal is how.” He said opening it up and hitting a few buttons. Another orange portal opens and you stare at it in contemplation, nervousness grips your stomach as you think about what the two of you would get into on the other side of the portal. Wade goes through first holding out a hand for you from the other side. Swallowing down rising anxiety, you take up his hand following him through.

On the other side of the portal the atmosphere is much warmer, you're both in a club, a nice one at that, surrounded by other people as they mingle and converse by the bar.

“Logan I’m gonna need you to come with us!” Wade spoke over the music. Looking around the room, you wonder which of these people he was talking to, none of them really looked like a Wolverine to you.

“Who’s asking?” came a familiar voice from the bar. Turning to look to see who it was that said that, you were shocked to see a guy, about your height, with a crazy hairy torso, wearing a tight fitted black v-neck.

His face definitely screamed Wolverine to you but there was something about this man that just struck you as off.

“Look at this little Mary Lou Retton. Did you stick the landing little guy? Yes, you did, comic-accurate short king.” Wade cooed to him from your side in a baby voice as he crouched down dramatically.

You frowned up as Wade as he mocked him, definitely planning to ream him out later when you, yourself, was the same height as the man he was making fun of. This Wolverine stares at you, recognition and another emotion in his eyes, that you weren’t sure of as his nostrils flared and they took in yours and Wade’s, no doubt horrific, scents. Just as you were about to tell Wade that this Wolverine would work, another orange portal opens up behind you and he dragging you inside with him.

“Cue the fucking montage, baby.”

[gay-dorito-dust]

I come bearing a brainrot of a relatively normal s/o for the Lin Quei bois except s/o can see dead spirits and always keep a straight face. Sometimes they act weird bc they're avoiding a really nasty looking ghost and have grown numb to it. But when the bois finally catch a glimpse at the 'ghosts' their beloved mentioned all they see is some kind of eldritch horror. (This came from my recent fascination with the manga/anime series Mieruko-Chan)

Rate my really shitty attempt at creating eldritch creatures. (Actually don’t cuz I’m mega sensitive) 🦦

Tomas Vrbada

Ever since being forced by Johnny to watch horror movies, Tomas had been scared shitless when it comes to paranormal activity.

Ghosts, poltergeists, you name it, Tomas is scared of them all.

So when you -his seemingly normal but beloved partner- have been intentionally avoiding a certain spot in the Lin Kuei, shifting your gaze over in it’s direction now and then before ignoring it completely with a straight face, he didn’t think much do it at frisky but the more and more it has became the more Tomas started to feel an indescribable feeling within his chest.

It was the same feeling that he would often get when having been forced to watch a horror movie with Johny, that feeling where he knew something scary was about about to happen, which only worsened the longer the scene continued to build and ramp up the tension and to have him too scared to even look over his own shoulder; only to near enough be scared shitless a second later and loose hold of his popcorn.

Needless to say Tomas had been forced to watch one too many movie where the protagonist was somewhat clairvoyant to known that when you were giving a very specific area, out of the entire Lin Kuei no less, an cautious look. He knew better then to ever indulge in any amount of curiosity that he may have, even if it was a smidge, he would pretended that he saw nothing and would go about his day like normal. He wasn’t about to become one of those stupid characters who’d willingly go into a house that was very clearly haunted by visage alone!

He’s following your example right down to a T! He honestly doesn’t want to know what was lurking in that corner and he wasn’t particularly all that eager to find out either. Tomas would rather life the rest of his life in ignorant bliss if he could, but unfortunately for him that wasn’t going to be the case, for he had found himself having to go to that very room to get something for his brothers. However as soon as he opened the door, Tomas caught a glimpse of the thing in the corner that you’ve ominously warned him about.

It was hideous, so hideous in fact the sight of it made Tomas want to gag but he knew he couldn’t, so he slapped a hand over his mouth. The creature had bore the appearance of a pure bred Russian bear dog, but unfortunately for Tomas, that’s pretty much where the similarities started and stopped; For it had clusters of small, almost peddle sized eyes that were black as night taking up it’s entire face.

That wasn’t all, when the creature opened it’s mouth -if Tomas could even call it that- it’s stomach would rip open just as a thousand pair of what could only be described as human hands emerged out from said stomach, palms laying flat on the floor, as they began to shuffle across the floor in search of something. One particular pair of hands almost came into contact with Tomas’ foot, almost making him scream, but upon realising that their search efforts bore no fruit, the hands then retracted back into the creatures stomach, where it would then close itself up as though someone had just zipped it shut from the inside, before moving towards a different part of the room.

Scared out of his wits, Tomas bolted out of the room, completely forgetting what he had originally went there for, and just ran as fast as he could. He ran even when his legs began to hurt, he ran even when his lungs were begging for breath and he ran even when he had all but forgotten why he was even running in the first place. Tomas didn’t stop running until he saw you heading towards him, his brothers probably sent you to see what was taking him so long, and without a second thought; Tomas held you in his arms tightly, burying his head deep into your neck as he whispered.

‘How can you bare to seeing these things on a daily basis.’ The image of that thing was forcefully seared into Tomas’ mind, haunting him forever.

You didn’t have to ask further details as to what it was that he saw and instead reciprocated his hug, stroking the hairs at the back of his neck reassuringly, whilst pressing kisses into the side of his head where your would then rest your cheek against. ‘I don’t.’ You replied, looking straight ahead at the creature just as it poked it’s head out of the door, staring at you with all of their small beady black eyes before slinking off into the room across through the wall.

Kuai Liang

Concerned was a word that was often used to describe what Kuai Liang felt whenever you would shuffle closer towards his back, you might as well have been hiding, when passing down a particular hallway as your eyes were focused forward. Almost as though you were avoiding looking at something you didn’t like by pretending it didn’t exist.

Kuai Liang was aware of your uncanny ability to see the dead as you did the living, it was one of the things you disclosed to him upon first meeting, and even recalled the stories you’d tell him regarding the kinds of ghosts you’ve come across. Upon further questioning as to what they looked like you told Kuai Liang that most were human or humanoid in figure, but others went beyond the realm of human comprehension.

The latter of the two kinds were the ones you tended to avoid having direct contact with the most and this most recent one was no different.

‘Is it them, my love?’ Kuai Liang asked, looking over his shoulder at you worriedly.

You hummed. ‘They’re always with us, following but they most like to stay here and watch everyone who passes by.’

Kuai Liang pursed his lips at this new tidbit of information, whilst concerning learning this was, he was concerned about was getting you out of this hallway a lot more. Just as he was reaching back to grab your hand, Kuai Liang caught slight movement from out of the corner of his eye but before you could say anything, his eyes were already locked onto the other side of the hallway; more specifically the area you purposefully avoid looking towards every time you have to come down this hallway.

Kuai Liang remembered you telling him that It shouldn’t be possible for him see what you see, but it wasn’t uncommon for ghost to become temporarily visible. So with that in mind Kuai Liang could only deduct that what he was seeing before him what you regarded as a type two ghost; In all honesty the word ghost didn’t quite seem to match what he was currently seeing.

The creature in question was about his height, maybe a little shorter, then again he wasn’t quite sure considering it was sort of slouched. It appeared human enough in its physique, but something deep inside Kuai Liang told him that what was standing before him was far from human. He just couldn’t escape this deeply unsettling feeling that continued to grown within his chest the longer he continued to look. A sharp snapping sort of sound caught his ear, and in an instant his senses sharpened as Kuai Liang watched to see the creature viciously attempting in tearing it’s own face off with it’s hands that were infused with needles, as though desperate to get it off, to reveal…a smooth porcelain like mask beneath shredded and stringy bits of it’s former face.

As if watching that wasn’t enough the lower half of the smooth porcelain mask began to crack, a jagged fissure spread from one end to another like it was forming itself a mouth but once it had finished, the crack like mouth then began to open to reveal an endlessly dark void beneath and just before it could even think to speak; you quickly grabbed Kuai Liang’s hand and pulled him down the hallway until you were a safe distance from the creature. You could tell that seeing something like that had gotten to Kuai Liang, even if it was by a little margin.

‘Are you okay?’ You asked, squeezing his hand.

‘I fear for you little flame.’ Kuai Liang admitted. ‘Your gift for seeing these things, I worry that it will plunge you into the darkest depth that not even my fire would be nearly enough to guide you out safely.’ You smiled sympathetically at his concern. ‘As long as I don’t acknowledge them or give them a line of communication, then there’s nothing to worry about.’ You reassured him but you could tell that it wasn’t enough with the way his brows furrowed deeper with worry. ‘Doesn’t mean that I wont still worry about you.’ He utters, tightening his grip on your hand, afraid to let go.

‘I’m not expecting you to because no matter what I know you’ll always worry about me but I promise when I tell you that no harm can come to me if I don’t incite it. I’ve lived with this my entire life, all I ask of you is to trust me.’ You practically begged as you stared Kuai Liang deep into his eyes and watched as he sighed before pressing his head against your own. ‘I trust you with my life, little flame.’ He says in a hushed whisper. ‘However it’s within my duty to protect you from all harm, living or not.’ You smiled at his warm words, closing your eyes as you learnt in towards his natural warmth.

‘Then at least let me protect you from time to time.’ You cheeked, causing Kuai Liang to let out a deep chuckle as he pressed a little kiss to your lips. ‘I won’t make any promises.’ He cheeked.

Bi-Han

Now Bi-Han wouldn’t say he whether he did or didn’t believe in ghosts, but even if he did he wouldn’t be one to actively try to prove their existence. He was the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, he had no time for such childish ridiculousness, not when there were more pressing matters that were more worthy of his time and effort anyway.

However when you first told him that you could see ghosts, Bi-Han didn’t know what to make of it, he’s not one to discredit your abilities in anyway shape or form. He’s not like Tomas who watches one too many horror movies and starts flinching at every subtle creak or groan of the floorboards. Yet that doesn’t mean he didn’t find your power intriguing because after all Bi-Han is a man who strives to know more, he strives for knowledge and so he would take this opportunity to fully understand how exactly your power works.

He even takes note how you purposefully ignore an area with everything you had, keeping your head down or eyes facing forward whenever you had to go anywhere near it, coming out of the room with a straight face as though you weren’t fazed but Bi-Han was well trained in knowing when his intended target was lying and or on edge. Upon asking why you were avoiding that specific part of the Lin Kuei, he took in everything you told him about the ghost that you encountered, engraving every last detail it into his head as to paint himself a picture, but even then Bi-Han doesn’t think it remotely resembles the creature that you saw.

Never did he think that he would ever see it for himself but one day he did indeed find himself staring into the unsettlingly large, bulging eyes of the creature as it breathed heavily, as though it was severely out of breath and was just now recovering. It was about half his size and had hair covering everywhere…well except its midsection, which was all just leathery skin that rose and fell with its breathing pattern. It’s hands were human but everything else about it wasn’t, it had lost it’s lower mouth, leaving only it’s top row of sharp teeth; making the question of how it could possibly eat or consume anything to Bi-Han’s morbid curiosity.

The creature then proceeded to close the distance between the two of them and all Bi-Han could smell was death, blood and rotting flesh but he wasn’t fazed. He was aware of what the creature was doing and wasn’t about to give it the reaction it so desperately wanted, he was above these childish attempts of intimidation; So in retaliation Bi-Han only narrowed his eyes, presenting himself in a way that told the creature that he could see what it was doing and that he was above such tactics. He could see why you’d avoid looking upon these things, they could send a weaker minded person to the brink of insanity upon first glance, but Bi-Han was made of much tougher material to succumb to such.

The creature backed of, finding no enjoyment in this at all, and left the room through the wall on all fours for much weaker prey, looking like some dog with a sever case of mange.

Later that day where you and Bi-Han were settling down for the night, Bi-Han then decided to admit to what he saw prior, not liking to keep such things from you especially when it’s in regards to your powers. ‘I saw it.’ He said point blank as he stroked your back and it took you a moment to realise what he had meant by that before a look of realisation spread across your face. ‘You did? I thought that wasn’t possible.’ You replied.

‘It was only a glimpse but what I saw, I saw it as clear as I see anything else.’ Bi-Han told you, wondering how it was that you could keep your psyche intact when seeing such vile creatures on a daily basis. He even wondered if you’ve seen some that were even more grotesque then the one he had encountered earlier.

‘Not exactly a pleasant sight are they?’ You joked, looking at him with a small smile, knowing firsthand how unnerving it was to know that such things could possibly exist, even though you did finally mange to find a routine you had followed religiously in the events where you did happen to encounter them. Unfortunately It never truly gets rid of your first experience with seeing them for the first time, firmly believing that you were going to die due to how horrific and fear inducing they were.

‘No, I’m guessing that I’m right in assuming that this one pales in comparison to others you’ve had the misfortune of seeing?’ Bi-Han asked, watching your every expression like a that of a hawk. ‘Way worse.’ You responded as you snuggle yourself deeper into his chest, closing your eyes to avoid looking at the glowing pair of eyes that peered into yours and Bi-Han’s room.

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N. Hischier - Sun Days

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Nico Hischier x Reader

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Warning(s): joking mentions of sex, and general banter. Nothing worrisome!

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I aimlessly fiddled with the beads on Nico’s wrist. Each bracelet bought for a different occasion and holding a different meaning. I told him he’d have a weird tan line. He told me he didn’t care. He wore a black pair of swim trunks, and after his unwavering persistence, I wore a matching black bikini. Our New Jersey Devils hats were pulled low over our eyes, which were covered by sunglasses. Nico promised we’d go on a real vacation, but for now I had to make do with the chilly water of the New Jersey beaches, and the boyish games of the team around us.

Two goalies sunbathing in the sand. Jack, Timo, Bratt, Miles, Luke and John playing Spikeball. Two other goalies off on a walk seashell hunting. And the rest scattered about. Haula and Nolan had gone off to join a group of locals playing volleyball. And Graves was helping Hamilton with some sandcastle empire down by the water. Anybody else was out of sight and out of mind.

Nico and I settled for observing. Beach chairs side by side. Close enough that when we rested our arms on the armrests, they’d touch and we could hold hands. Close enough to share occasional quiet conversation, and simple banter. Close enough to make fun of Marino for how horrible he was at Spikeball. Neither of us were Canadian, but our witty insults and shouted playful comments were nothing short of a scene straight out of Letterkenny.

“This is why you play defense!” Nico teased.

“You’re just chirpin’ cuz you’re safe with your girlfriend!” John would snap right back.

And perhaps that was true, but I’d done my fair share of teasing as well.

“Spikeball done so soon?” I quipped as the group made their way up the sand to find the cooler by Nico’s chair. Miles was the first to collapse down on a towel next to my chair. I chuckled.

“Jack’s a cheater.” Luke griped, pulling a beer from the cooler. He was too young to drink, but it was practically a right of passage for his accomplishments. At least until he got caught by someone with more jurisdiction than the elders of the team.

“Oh shut up. You just suck.” Nico and I chuckled before I watched their captain gently swat at Jack’s leg.

“Be nice.”

“Tell him to stop lying.” Jack protested.

“It’s just a game.” I rolled my eyes and laughed.

“He’s definitely not Lying.” Timo chimed in as he grabbed a bottle of water, a smirk on his lips as he and Nico shared knowing looks.

“Maybe we should make John sit out and recruit Nico.” Jesper suggested as he grabbed a water bottle and tossed it to Jack.

“I don’t know.. I’m pretty comfortable.” Nico pursed his lips, faking a look of disinterest. Or perhaps that was a real look. He did seem fairly comfortable.

“Why do I have to sit out?” John immediately complained. But everybody knew. Because he sucked. And nobody had the heart to tell him, so the conversation moved on.

“Dude. You’ve been with her all day.” Jack whined.

“Like you’re not attached to Luke’s hip all the time.” I glanced away as I spoke, but I could feel Jack’s gaze on me.

“That’s different.” He protested.

“Is it though?” Luke chimed in, causing a few quiet giggles among the group.

“What have you guys been doing anyway?” Timo swiftly changed the subject.

“Talkin’ sex?” Of all the phrases to leave Marino’s mouth, I hadn’t expected that to be one of them.

“Johnny boy, don’t make me wash your mouth out with salt water.” I teased with a smirk. He held his hands up swiftly in surrender.

“Come on, Hisch.” Jesper nudged Nico, and I looked over at my boyfriend in time to see him peer at me. I couldn’t see his eyes, but I could see the way his brow lifted and his shoulders shrugged. As if to say there was nothing he could do about it, but also asking for permission to go.

“Your sexy lady’ll still be here when you get back.” I shot an immediate glare at Luke.

“Watch it, kid.” I warned, releasing Nico’s hand.

“I’ll be back.” Nico stood up, turning to lean forward. I met him halfway for a swift kiss. Something about being the captain’s girlfriend seemed to put me on a pedestal. I wouldn’t call myself a mother to the boys, but more so a figure they could go to. I cooked for them occasionally, helped host them when Nico had them over, always offered advice, they all had my number for emergencies.

I’m some ways, sure, I took on a maternal role. And apparently with that, came the childish gagging and grossed out groans when Nico and I kissed. He pulled away with a smile, stripping the bracelets from his wrist and handing them over for me to hold onto.

“Sure you’ll be safe back here?” The ever blonde Jesper piped up. Just as I finished slipping the last of Nico’s bracelets on, I had looked up.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I narrowed my eyes.

“Just asking if you’re too close to the action? Wouldn’t want you getting hurt.” He was teasing of course, but what was said, had already been said. And I, was a competitive person.

“Nico.” I caught his attention. We shared a look.

“Let’s not instigate, alright?” Nico must have misunderstood my look.

“No, no.” I slid his bracelets right back off my wrist. “Let me play.” I was careful when I placed the beaded items down on my chair, quickly standing up.

“There has to be an even number of players.” Jack argued.

“Miles is right there.” I pointed to Wood, still laying on the towel.

“Hell no.” Was all I heard in response. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. They must have really worn Miles out.

“Akira!” I looked over at the goalie lying on a towel, his head shooting up as quick as a dog who heard the word treat. “You’re coming to play Spikeball, bud. Let’s go.”

“Oh boy.” Nico reached for my hand. “You’re sure?” He asked. The game was nothing that required big muscles or much athleticism. I was sure I’d get by.

“You and Akira are on my team.” I responded, adjusting my hat. “We’ll take Jack too.” I flashed Jesper a sarcastic smile.

“Woah! You can’t pick like that.” Luke chimed in, throwing his hands in the air.

“I think she just did.” Praise the lord for Nico and his fleeting sass. It didn’t come around often, but he used it when I needed backup.

“Who do we have?” Jesper quickly looked around. Himself, Luke, Marino, and Timo.

“I’d like to have a formal pick, please!” Jesper spoke, but when he looked back, Nico and I were already making our way down the beach hand in hand.

“So, captain..” he started, “what’s the plan?” I smiled and glanced in his direction. “First,” I pulled away from Nico once we made it to the net, twisting my hat backwards. “We beat the shit out of them at this stupid game.”

“Right.”

“Then,” I twisted Nico’s hat backwards as well, laughing softly at the way certain strands of hair stuck out in all directions. “We put some more sunscreen on your cheeks.” I watched an immediate blush form on his already pink skin. “You’re starting to look a little rosy.” I cupped his face in my hands and rubbed my thumbs over the beginnings of a sunburn on his cheeks.

“I’m fine.” Nico gently pushed my hands away.

“We live together. I don’t want to hear you whining every five seconds at home about your sunburnt face.”

“I won’t,” he tried to defend himself, but Nico’s voice took on a guilty tone immediately.

“How do you play this game?” Akira interrupted, causing Nico and I to peer back at him, our brows risen and jaws clenched with worry.

“I think you got a little too eager.” Nico whispered to me.

“I should have called for Vanecek.” I agreed.

“Definitely.”

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our 17 17

s: what does it take to be 17 and crazy in love? p: sunghoon x f.reader g: f2??, fluff, hurt/comfort, highschool au wc: 0.3K ib: that scene from ep2 of 2521 <3

'c'mon we'll do something fun!' 'i don't want to, y/n.' 'and i don't want to see my friend sad.'

the water tap bursted into life like a fountain. you let out a small giggle as the stray droplets fell on you. you didn't mind it. you had done it a thousand of times. it was almost freeing now.

'don't you think it's fun, sunghoon?' you turned to look at the boy standing behind you, an amused smile on his face. he looked at his best friend laughing at the small wonder, his cheeks turning a shade darker at her sight.

a sudden idea came to his mind, he replied, 'no. but i think this is.' he went forward to where the four other closed taps lined in order. one by one sunghoon twisted them and turned them on. 'no way', you clapped your hands in excitement.

it didn't matter then that you both were wasting water. what mattered was the way it sprung to life, almost like rain, almost like the youth that painted you both in streaming colors. like a melody of emotions.

you shrieked as you felt sunghoon push from behind getting drenched by the mini fountain. 'i'll get you, hoon!' you laughed before angling the water at him. he grinned, the earlier gloominess slowly forgotten.

how could sunghoon not when all he really could think about was you? the way your laugh rang in the air, the way your eyes crinkled attacking him with water or the way you were you. and he wouldn't have traded it for anything.

'hey! who's there?!' a loud voice came from the distance. you both looked at each other in alarm before proceeding to hastily close the taps.

'we've got to run!' sunghoon shouted, taking hold of your wrist and pulling you with him. there was this rush of adrenalin you felt as you looked at his hand in yours and the brightly lit sky above.

it was a kind of radiance you only have at 17. the night felt big enough to fit your dreams, hopeful enough that sunghoon for once wasn't worried about the future.

the kind of night he thought would last forever.

'see it's not the end of the world, hoon. you're so strong but you put yourself through too much. i just want you to be happy.' but you are my happiness thought sunghoon.

an: this is so bad and makes me go 🤢🤢 but i still posted it cuz i got no shame 😍😍 neways hope yall like it my pookies 😾😻

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Rolin, I love you, I worship your vision, but I've been mad at you since the S1 finale that we didn't get Swamp King looking a hot mess--it's what that pretty bish deserves--

ESPECIALLY during the Trial (a scene deleted from the 1994 movie)--

Rolin leaned all the way into memory as the monster, and the psychological horror of the mental state Lestat was in; rather than his physical state.

But as I've said before, it was a major L on 2x7/8's part that Les's bruises weren't emphasized more; cuz it brings up too many questions and makes Les LOOK even WORSE (morally/ethically) if he's so powerful but didn't fight the coven. Like--why even participate in the rehearsal if you look hale & hearty--just light them all up with the Fire Gift right there; before they even kidnap Lou & Claudia!

I suspect that Rolin probably wants to save the Tower Scene with Armand for S3, as this big reveal/plot twist; but even in book!IWTV Louis clearly saw that Les was still injured & effed up; whereas on the show he looks just fine. So I'm with Sam here; I wish Les had looked injured & starving still, too.

I can't wait for Gobi Desert Lestat; he's so pathetic. XD

I'm still BIG MAD that they made Armand a daywalker, cuz 500 years is just NOT enough time for an AR vamp to become sunproof. Armand lit up like a Christmas Tree in MtD--it's AKASHA'S blood that makes them sun/fireproof, not age.

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Ignore this if you want and thank you for the hard work: Can I have a Scenario or one shot with Neteyam and fem S/O who is human but is sick, they are close friends and S/O always writes poems and songs for him, S/O has a heart disease that's why they are creating an Avatar for her, she loves to sing but she never sang again since she knew her heart and since she stayed on Pandora. But once she gets her Avatar body finally she can run, get rid of chest pains, fatigue, and the fear of dying and finally can sing again.

yayo // n.s x human -> na’vi reader

contains: lots of mentions of dying, heart disease, chronic illness stuff, soul transfer scene, fluff, shitty writing, drinking and being drunk, being in love with eywa cuz shes awesome

notes: this is not proofread at all my bad. also yayo means bird in na’vi cuz reader sings and birds sing so yeah aw so cute.

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I remember it like it was yesterday. I was thirteen years old, roughhousing with Neteyam and his younger siblings on the forest floor. We were having endless amounts of childish fun until I collapsed onto the dirt in a fit of breathless wails. Pain filled my chest as my heart eventually stopped beating. Neteyam carried me back in a panic to the lab where I was taken to get medical attention. I was thirteen when they told me I had valvular heart disease. I was thirteen when my life changed forever.

When I was diagnosed five years ago, Norm wasted no time to make sure I got an avatar. That avatar was my escape from the decaying prison I call my body. It felt like forever until he allowed me to drive it and when I did I was still restricted from doing most things. My heartbeat in my avatar body translates through the link so if I went too hard, my human heart would suffer. My avatar just temporarily stopped me from feeling the constant aches and pain.

Everyday my human body was only getting weaker and the topic of my death seemed to come up a lot more often in hushed conversations between the scientists. I could see the pity in everyone’s eyes as I walked around the lab. The pitiful looks towards me put a bitter taste in my mouth.

The only things that kept me from rotting in my bed for days on end were music, my poems, and my loved ones. Neteyam visited on a regular basis, often with his siblings or parents.

On the days that it was just Neteyam, he got the opportunity to see songs and poems I wrote. I’d hum the melody, not having enough courage or energy to sing fully. Those days usually ended with me ripping out his favorite song or poem of the day from my journal and gifting it to him. The loss of paper was worth seeing the thankful smile on his face every time. Throughout the years of our friendship, he never seemed to have a clue that my more romantic writings were about him.

Speaking of Neteyam, his obnoxiously cute accent echoed through my room as he entered and announced himself, “Y/N, your favorite friend has arrived!”

“Yes, you are my favorite friend, Nete. Always will be until my demise pretty soon.” I said with a small, careful laugh. Everything I did these days had to be done with caution.

Although what I said wasn’t meant to be taken in a depressing manner, I didn’t miss the look of pity and sadness that swam in Neteyam’s big yellow eyes.

“Hey man, don’t be like that. It’ll be okay, Nete.” I lied, motioning for him to come over to my bed where I laid. Since he was entirely too big to fit on my bed he settled on the floor next to me. I reached out to pet his hair like I usually do to comfort him but his large hand gently stopped my hand from going any further.

“You are dying yet you still try to comfort me? Think about yourself for once, Y/N. You are the one that needs comfort.” Neteyam lectures me, a stern face meeting my sight. Ironic how he is the one saying this considering his history.

A sigh left my mouth and I rolled onto my back to stare at anything but his intimidating eyes. He wasn’t wrong. I’ve been making sure everyone else was okay with my situation without even making sure that I was okay with my situation.

When I turned back around and looked at him again, it was like I could feel the imaginary concrete dam of numbness break down. What followed was the flooding of all those emotions and throughts that were kept at bay. I have always despised the way that Neteyam could break my walls down so easily.

“You’re right. I’m not ready to die, I’m scared. I’m so fucking scared.” My voice cracked embarrassingly at the word ‘die’ but neither me nor Neteyam cared in the moment.

“You will not die,” He paused for a moment to confirm what he was about to say, “because Eywa can bless you like she did with my father when he was human. I prayed to Eywa for permission and she gave me a sign. My parents approve, Y/N. But only if you wish to do this.”

My eyes widened and I shot up from my bed, tumbling onto the floor which earned me a hiss of concern from my friend. Out of pure excitement and disbelief, I quickly sat up on my knees and grabbed his face to place many fast happy kisses all over it.

Immediately after my loving attack on his face, he had to take a few breaths from his specialized mask. I didn’t pay much attention to it, not knowing his breathlessness had been due to my actions.

“I—I didn’t know you’d be this excited.” He managed to choke out as a purple hue spread throughout his cheeks and ears.

“Nete, you are giving me a way to not only live longer but a way to live with the people I love. I can be with you, Kiri, Lo’ak, and Tuk without any of us having to wear masks. I can sing again. Like truly actually sing again.”

A large grin stretched across Neteyam’s face upon my realization. He’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t miss my voice. I used to sing him Earthly lullabies and songs in our youth before my heart became weak. Even though we were young, he would always tell me that I was going to be a strong singer much like his mother and Ninat.

The rest of the night we joked, hugged, and messed around. He even sang the same song to me that I used to sing to him as kids. The act alone made my heart felt like it was going to burst but in a good way not like the usual heart attack painful way.

Eclipse soon came and Neteyam had to leave to attend to his duties —future Olo’eyktan stuff and all that. We kept in contact for days after to prepare me for my soul transferring ceremony.

When the day arrived, I was both nervous and excited. There was always a risk that I could be too weak to make it through the eye of Eywa. But if I were to die I’d rather die and be with Eywa than anywhere else.

The scenery was absolutely beautiful. Tons of Na’vi sat in rows, their bonds connected to the ground as they chanted a prayer. The ground lit up with bioluminescent blue lights, the tree a beautiful pinkish purple.

Mo’at stood at the tree, awaiting me.

Neteyam carried my leaf covered body through the aisle and he gave me a calming smile to ease my nerves. Eywa gave him a sign so he had absolutely no worries about this.

He followed Mo’at’s instructions to place me diagonally to where my na’vi body lay. “See you on the other side, yayo.” Neteyam said before stepping off to the side to allow the tsahik to do her thing.

The rest of the process was unknown to me because after Mo’at started chanting, my consciousness began to float up and out of my body. All physical restraints were broken as this spirit form danced freely.

A breathtakingly beautiful woman came into my vision. She looked like nothing I had ever seen before. Her energy made me feel warm, like no harm could ever come to me.

“Oh child, such a pure spirit you are.”

If I had a physical form at the moment I’d cry in her arms. I felt so vulnerable. So much so that I couldn’t talk but she knew what I had to say. She felt so loving, I didn’t want to leave.

“You cannot stay, child. He needs you.”

“He needs you.”

As if on cue, my spirit was sucked from the high place back down to life. I shot up in shocked surprise. Everything was fuzzy and I lost any remembrance of where I was.

A pair of strong arms held my panicked body close to theirs and they stroked my hair until I calmed. The ringing in my ears soon became sharp, clear sounds. Sounds of my name being whispered. Sounds of the rain lightly falling. Sounds of leaves brushing against one another.

“That’s it, that’s it. Come back to me.” A voice that I’ve known to always warm my heart spoke. The result on my heart was as previously stated.

Everything came back to me.

I wasted no time to shout tearful praise for Eywa and the clan started ululating as a response of joy.

Neteyam couldn’t help the tears that left his eyes. I was finally safe. I was finally okay.

“Now we celebrate!” Jake Sully yells like one of his war speeches and the clan roared before they started leaving to regroup somewhere—I assumed.

I felt something behind me swish in excitement. I look and my face lit up. A tail. A really adorable cute tail.

“Get her some clothes and meet us at the party!” Kiri laughed to Neteyam and the Sully family left quickly.

My heart dropped at the realization that I was in fact fully naked, “OH MY GOD IM BOOTYBUTT NAKED!”

Neteyam’s laugh boomed through the forest and the sound only added to the fast paced beating in my chest.

“You are Na’vi now! It does not matter! Come on, I already have an outfit planned for you. You’ll love it.” He took my hand and excitedly dragged me along to wherever he had my clothes. We reached his home which was empty considering the surrounding Na’vi were down celebrating the latest gift from Eywa, my rebirth.

Neteyam took some pieces of fabric from a box and tossed them over to me. I unraveled them and blinked in confusion.

“How do I put these strings on?”

After instruction, trial, and error, I finally got the loincloth and top on.

Looking in the mirror that I gifted Neteyam a few months ago, I inspected this outfit that he had so much confidence that I’d like.

The top was made of colorful woven thread and fabric, almost like crochet, and it splayed on my body like a necklace but tied in the back. It provided enough coverage for me to feel comfortable while also feeling supportive since my body was built a bit differently than normal Na’vi women. The loincloth was a pretty purple color, probably made of the same material as Neytiri’s leggings, and it only covered the front part. But I didn’t mind because when I turned around in the mirror, my ass looked good.

“Your past human vanity will rot your mind.” Neteyam joked as he watched me pose so that I could look at my nice blue ass.

After his little remark I stopped posing and stuck my tongue out at him before stating, “You ain’t gotta be human to recognize sexy. Now let’s go have fun.”

As we ran down branches without a care in the world I finally for once felt truly happy. I did not have to care about my heart failing or me suddenly collapsing on the ground. No, now I was really living. Neteyam noticed the change in my attitude and it sent a flutter to his heart.

When we arrived at the party the energy was electric. Everyone was drinking, eating, and dancing. Laughter filled the air around us. After two hours of fucking around, I was definitely getting slightly drunk.

When a group of Na’vi started singing a song that I recognized Kiri teaching me, I did not hesitate to let my voice out for the first time in years.

Happiness radiated through my body. It was almost like a visible aura surrounding me as I sung.

When the songs were over, Jake stood up and started speaking which silenced the room, “I would like to make a speech about dear Y/N here.”

The smell of alcohol filled my nose when he spoke.

He gripped my shoulder in a very dad-like manner and continued, “I have watched her grow from a young girl to a strong woman with a brave heart. She has been a friend to the Sully family for many years. My children do not know of a life without Y/N. Today, I proudly claim Y/N as a Sully! As a sister to my children.”

I wanted to melt into the floor. Sister? I think I would rather kill myself. I appreciate his enthusiasm and I love the guy but come on man. I had to set things straight immediately.

“Sir! Sir! No, I can’t accept it!” I blurt out, causing flabbergasted looks from the entire Sully family and the rest of the clan.

In a drunken stupor I quickly attempted to explain myself, “I want to be a Sully and want to be a part of this family but not like this. I don’t think I could mentally handle being the sister to the man I love.” During my explanation I held my sight on Neteyam.

His wide eyes softened when he realized what I meant. My name softly left his lips like I would shatter if he said it normally. All I could do was fiddle nervously with my top while waiting for a reaction, any reaction.

“I love you too.” He shamelessly stated before he stole me from his father’s grasp and held me once again to his body. His hands were dug into my hair and waist as if I would fly away. Our tails whipped madly behind us which caused Neytiri to swoon over how in love we looked.

Lo’ak, Kiri, and Tuk who were off to the side eating dessert were now freaking out over the scene unfolding in front of them. Neytiri had to shush the three of them so that the lovely moment wasn’t ruined by their gossiping voices.

To Neytiri’s despair, Jake’s tipsy laugh echoed through the area as he said, “Well, you heard the woman! She’s a future Sully!”

The clan woo’d and chuckled and carried on with partying, the topic of choice of Na’vi girl conversations now being that Neteyam is unfortunately spoken for.

“I didn’t exactly plan on telling you this way or this…publicly.” I said while swaying with my newly acclaimed lover to the music.

Neteyam gazed into my eyes, “I quite enjoyed it, my love. Now everyone knows that you’re mine and I am yours.”

His new nickname gave me goosebumps. The complete bliss I was feeling had to be fake. This all had to be fake.

But when Neteyam took my face in his hands and kissed me so passionately, so lovingly, it brought me back to reality. He was truly mine now.

That night I was given a place amongst the Omaticaya.

A place amongst the Sully’s.

A place with the one I loved where I sang him to sleep with the same lullabies from what seemed like forever ago.

[destinyc1020]

The Mexican TV show whose reporter asked Z about Tom confirmed that they were told to limit their questions to topics related to the movie. But since they are a popular TV show they don't give a fuck. They are the Mexican equivalent of Extra or ET, or even worse. They asked Timmy if he was still friends with Eiza Gonzalez and he just ignored them completely and kept walking. Then they ended the segment spreading the rumors that things are not going well between Tom & Z. Just an annoying "news" outlet

https://x.com/VengaLaAlegria/status/1755283677573960060?s=20

X

Oh lord lol.... 🙄

So THESE were the weirdos behind that cringey Tom question they asked Zendaya lol 😆 😂 The man couldn't even get the question out right. Z was like: "what? Tom, what??" Anyone who follows TZ closely knows that they are just fine. They must be getting the eventual "breakup rumors" that every couple gets at some point in their rlshp when they've been together long enough I guess. 🙄

These people were so unprofessional.... Did you see how Timmy laughed that fake laugh and then fled the scene rofl??? 🤣 😅🤣

Dude was like:

And then he ran away so fast!!! Rofl 🤣 😂 🤣

Why are they asking Timmy about Eiza anyway? 🥴 Wasn't she just a rebound fling that ended over 3 years ago? 🤔

They also had the nerve to ask Austin about Mexican women rofl 🤣 😂 Kate had to start dragging him away mid-sentence so fast before he said smthg stupid lol..... Cuz she knows he's so nice he'll answer anything rofl 🤣

She gave that reporter the side-eye while she was dragging Austin away too lol 😆

One thing about Kate, she does not play lol 😅

Whew!! This press tour has been pure entertainment so far lol 😅 🍿

[tmnt-tychou]

Hi again!!! 😄 congrats on reaching your milestone!! That’s so cool!

This has been a question I’ve been wanting to ask, mostly cuz I’m curious! If you had to rank your personal favorite iterations of the TMNT based on characters and story, which would rank higher in your opinion? Bayverse turtles can also count!! 😁

Thanks again, and congrats!!! 🎉

I had to marinate on this. It's very hard to pick favorites when there's so many good versions to choose from. And these are just personal favorites, not a hard line on which show/movie is the best ever. No need to tell me what's what if anyone sees this list and disagrees. This is just my personal list.

I think my absolute top tier is still the 2003 version. This is largely due to the fact that this series was allowed to cover all the story lines that it wanted. Granted, not every episode is gold, but it really took advantage of all the things you can do in a TMNT universe and very much set a precedent of other versions to follow. (I do not count Fast Forward and Back to the Sewers in this.)

Rise of the TMNT is second. I think it had the capacity to surpass 2003, but it wasn't afforded the opportunity. With how much world-building and new ground it covered with only a season and a half, I can't even imagine what we would have had with a full five seasons or so if it had been allowed to continue.

Bayverse is my third favorite. Not necessarily because I think it's the "best", but because it's a lot of fun to play in. Some fans take Bayverse very seriously. I just can't. It's my anything-goes universe. I reserve a bit of respect for the other universes, but with Bayverse, I can do whatever dumb shit I want. I can make the dialog as crass as I want, I can explore more mature themes that I otherwise wouldn't put in a TMNT universe. I dunno, it's just stupid and fun. Also, very big turtles. I can't get enough.

Next is the 90's movies trilogy. The 2nd and 3rd are just stupid fun and very enjoyable. The first one, I think is still the best movie script to date and it too set a precedent for future TMNT iterations, including 2003.

I'll sneak in some comics here. "The Last Ronin" is a great read, if sad. Though not as rough of a read as I anticipated. And I really adored the TMNT/Power Rangers second crossover. (I have not read the first.) Of course, the art is AMAZING, but the script was great, too. I don't know a lot about PRs, but I could mostly follow along. And the Raphael/Casey bromance in this was SO GOOD.

Next, I would put the first 5 episodes of the 80's cartoon here. Yes, the show got dumb. They were on for like 10 seasons. But the first five episodes are pretty solid and a really good story. If you haven't seen the 80's cartoon and are overwhelmed with the sheer amount of episodes there are, just watch the first five. That's all you need.

I guess 2012 will go here. It's not my favorite series, though I know it's some fans' absolute true love TMNT iteration. I thought the first season was (mostly) pretty solid and I was really into it when it first came out, but by the end it was just the hottest of messes. Are there some fantastic episodes? Yes. Is this one of the best Splinters we've ever had? Also yes. Are the turtles' designs absolutely freaking adorable? Of course. Is that enough to carry this series for me? Unfortunately, no. This show is one big garbage fire and I didn't even watch most of the last season. Though I did catch that incredibly off-putting last episode.

Turtles Forever goes here. It was a great idea for a movie and I would have put it higher up, but I just watched it recently. It's actually kind of mean-spirited to other iterations, specifically the 80's version. So it goes lower on the scale for me.

The 2007 movie is next. Terrible script. So-so character designs. Some fantastic scenes. Probably one of the best Raphaels we've had.

Bottom tier stuff: Fast Forward, Back to the Sewers, a lot of the 80's show. The Next Mutation.

[the-s1lly-corner]

More Bump x S/o HCS

Just a silly lil thing because I adore this man

I feel like Bump wouldn't really have biological kids; his students are enough

I mean it seems that Hexside teaches kids from kindergarten to AT LEAST Sophomore or Junior year, assuming Edric and Emira are the oldeat students there

It's moments like these that make me really wish we got to see more of Hexside just so that can be confirmed but

Oh well

Anyways onto the good stuff

This man will love you just as much as he did when he first fell in love with you; if not more

Seriously he will love you til the day you drop

And he's gonna make sure you constantly know it, and never EVER give you any reason to doubt it

This is probably just a me being weird thing but imagine you watch him go from "the timid vice principal who's doing his best" to "confident principal who's the very best on the boiling isles". Idk I think watching his confidence in his career develop is a sweet thing; especially if you also happen to work at Hexside

Yk that opening scene from up with the old man and his wife

Yeah that's you and bumps

Thats literally your daily domestic life

You guys both still go on date nights, frequently

Oooough!!! Imagine you both eventually retire and you both travel together

Imagine you two are just. Holding on to one another and slowly swaying to some music in your home and

😭😭

UEUEUEU

Every boiling isles equivalent of valentine's day you wake up to flowers

Lots of them

Every year

Idk why but "Over the Moon" by Steam Powered Giraffe gives me vibes for you and bump

Maybe I'm just a huge SPG fan, or this song has me all soft, but

Eh

Thats all for now

Anyways bump enjoyers if you want any specific hcs or scenarios for him lemme know cuz im on a roll 😈

[aceofhearts25]

Relationships Scenarios/Headcanons with the 🕷️ ♥️ Spider-Man(s) 🕷️ ♥️

Rewatching every Spider-Man movie in the theater made me realize again how attracted I am… to basically all of them, (Mostly Tobey) so here you go simps, pick your Peter. 😏 Summary: Scenarios on how they’d act around if you if they liked you, if yall were official, if they were complimented, yada yada, and more stuff like that- Super cute, immersive, and fluffy, (so much fluff ong). Gender neutral you. No smut cuz it makes me kinda uncomfy, and the best fucking vibes. Enjoy. 😘 (Also, they’re all aged up over 18 cuz I ain’t simpin’ for a high schooler.)

Tobey/Peter 2 (I’m in love with him, your honor-)

How he’d act around you/what you guys do (he likes you btw, like a lot… like MJ a lot)

He’s always stuttering a lil whenever he talks to you

He’s really good at reading emotions 💙

He’s always giving you compliments (“You look nice today-!” :])

He’s always staring at you with a dorky smile (cute awkward boi)

He does whatever he can to spend time around you (he plots 👏)

He’s always looking at you whenever you guys hang out

You guys love to go eat cheeseburgers together (“Sky’s the limit!” -Peter)

You guys love pizza while chatting or watching a movie (“Pizza time.” -Peter)

He constantly has a lil blush around you

He likes buying you small but meaningful things (Snacks, accessories, etc.)

He finds it really hard to talk to you sometimes

He most definitely knows how to make you smile

He blushes and looks down if you compliment him

Spider-Man is always seen swinging around near where you are (shhh)

Spider-Man saved you literally so many times (*wink wink*)

Spider-Man likes to talk to you for some reason….

How he’d act as a partner/what you like to do together (he’s so obsessed)

He’s always holding you, touch is definitely his love language <3 (hugs, hand holding, etc.)

He’s always kissing you, lil pecks on top of the head, mouth, cheeks, face, yada yada

He’s clingy but not in like an annoying way (loving bf fr)

He likes to cuddle with you (he’s a strong, adorable big spoon but he switches a lot ♥️)

He cannot stop smiling around you (help him, his face hurts)

You like to track down the big boi villains together (you’re kinda his guy/girl in the chair fr fr)

You like to go to sleep in his buff, dorky arms (so comfy, man)

He’s just so soft and sweet, he can cheer you up all the time.

He’s more a submissive-ish guy, not fully, but yeah- no more of that talk-

Spider-Man (you know it’s him now) is always taking you out for fun swings through the cold breezy nights (MJ style in that one scene)

You’re literally infatuated with him as Peter and him as Spider-Man

Spider-Man is always finding you among crowds, whisking you away and flirting (he’s more ✨ flirty ✨ as Spider-Man)

Spider-Man and you love to hang out in random high and tall places together

You just love Spider-Man, and you just love Peter, both are great 👌

(This mask is so fucking hot, help my mask kink is showing)

Andrew/Peter 3 (You simps can’t get enough of him 😒)

How he’d act around you/what you do together (he likes you like he liked Gwen, but he won’t say it… yet)

He’s always chuckle-y/giggly around you

He’s always hanging out with you and you like to be with him as well (seriously, like, he’s addictive)

He always listens to you (such a good listener fr)

He’s mumble-y and kinda shy around you, but not at the same time, ykwim???!!!

He chuckles and looks away if you compliment him

He’s always cracking jokes to make you laugh (it works fr)

He loves to hang out with you and do the most random yet fun stuff, out of nowhere (and of course you go along with it cuz it’s so fun)

He finds it hard to say how he feels around you (about anything really, you make him nervous in a good way)

You like to eat ice cream together and talk for hours (never gets boring 🍨)

You like to listen to music together <3

You like to go on walks and chat when you have time off

Spider-Man is always giving you a thumbs up or waving at you while swinging by (hehe)

How he’d act as a partner/what you like to do when you’re together

He’s always looking at you longingly (with his big brown doe eyes)

He always wants to spend time with you. He doesn’t care if you both have important things to do (ice cream, hanging out, movies, yada yada)

He’s always joking around with you, making you laugh

He never wants to leave you alone (protective bf fr fr)

He thinks you’re adorable no matter what you do

He likes staring at you… ✨ with rizz ✨

His kisses are really passionate, like a lot, and he really likes kissing you

He’s more of a dominant guy, but he’s a lil submissive- (AIGHT ENOUGH OF THAT TALK FR-)

Spider-Man literally loves swinging with you all the damn time (Gwen style in that one scene)

Spider-Man doesn’t want you near the bad guys

Spider-Man is funny, fun, flirty, and Peter is cute, romantic, and energetic, it’s the perfect mix

(this mask is so much hotter than the second one ong)

Tom/Peter 1 (Why everyone love him sm? Y’all feral fr)

How he’d act around you/what you guys would do (he sucks at hiding it like with Liz/MJ)

He mumbles way too much around you

He’s always around you but gives goofy excuses as to why

He always seems happier around you (like a lot)

He’s always asking you if you wanna do something fun with him (like legos and stuff)

He giggles, avoids eye contact, and thanks you if you compliment him

He’s always giggling for seemingly no reason (hehe)

He likes teaching you stuff that you need help with understanding but with ✨ shy boi rizz ✨ (nerdy boi)

His goofy attempts at humor actually make you laugh somehow (He’s accidentally funny 💀)

He can always cheer you up because he just gives off a good vibe

How he’d act as a partner/what you’d do

He’s most definitely always hanging out around you

He likes giving/getting cute peck-kisses a lot

Spider-Man likes taking you swinging (MJ style)

He likes buying you things even though he can’t afford them (what a dork ♥️)

He’s always hugging you from any angle

He’s definitely submissive, no doubt- (okay, NOW no more of that talk fr fr, like fr-)

You like to take walks together and chat

He likes holding hands a lot

Spider-Man is always watching you… protectively ofc ☺️💀

(I used to be attracted to this mask when I was wayyy younger but now it’s just cute.)

And that’s it! Enjoy some gifs of our 3 beautiful bois. ⬇️ ♥️

[memosminifridge]

Nandermo fight details 👀💖

[uzumakiramen]

✯ the akatsuki with an artist s/o ✯

gender neutral! reader.

NOT PROOFREAD!!

a/n; this is a bit all over the place but it spent months rattling around in my drafts and I finally finished it!! enjoy<33!!

pain

he always knew you were an artist becuz pain knows everything about everyone in his presence

and he honestly could care less

it’s not something he really focuses on and never brings it up

he’s very 😐 about the whole situation

deidara

upon finding out deidara was quite salty ngl

becuz in his head there can only be one artist in the relationship and that's him😤

he lowkey didn’t want you steal his thunder as the “artist” of the akatsuki cuz he’s a big bby sumtimes😭😭

every time he sees you working on a new piece he huffs out of his nose and crosses his arms with a childish pout on his face

but he can’t help but admire your art

he loves how expressive it is and how true it is to you

and he tries his best to compliment you in his own slightly backhanded way💀💀

“you know what? it’s no destructive explosion of passion or anything 🙄 but it’s pretty nice y/n”

“awww thank you dei dei🥰!!”

sasori

ah yes the other artist of the akatsuki

as we all know sasori minds his damn business so he didn’t even know you were an artist at first

he ended up finding out when he looked up from working on his newest puppet to see you completely covered in red and blue ink on the other side of the room

he’d only ever seen you so concentrated on something when you’re in battle and he found it very intriguing

sasori honestly doesn’t mind having an artist s/o

sometimes he even comes to you for input on his puppets because how much he trusts your artistic skill and taste🥹

and also because he’s in love with you too but he doesn’t want you to know that just yet🤩

“y/n what do you think I should do with this one?”

“oooo umm🤔🤔 you should paint purple lines that swirl all the way down the arms and add poison covered senbons to the fingers!!”

and he looks at you with most blank and lovestruck😍 expression because wow that’s actually an amazing idea why didn’t he think of that

“i like the way you think.”

kisame

kisame thinks it’s adorable that you’re an artist✨

in this dark ninja world it’s nice to see someone create such beautiful scenes yk?

watching your face scrunch up every time you spot a small mistake in a sketch

or seeing your eyes light up when two colors you put on the paper look wayy better than you expect makes him so happy

you just looked too cute🥰 how could he not be happy

he’s always very interested in what you’re working on too so he likes to just sit next to you and watch you work

he never speaks in these situations tho

he doesn’t want to interrupt the process and ruin anything

so kisame just smiles while you register the fact his eyes are boring a hole into your side

you don’t mind it tho✨

itachi

so he’s in love with you right

itachi is severely in love with you

and falls more in love with you finding out that you’re an artist

watching you create beautiful pieces of art just makes him 😍🤩❤️🥺🥺✨🥰🥰🥰😫😫

you look so at peace and comfortable

and so so happy!!

he can’t even express in words how much he loves it

something about seeing you so happy and calm and focused when you create makes his heart burst and his head spin

he’s a lovesick idiot ik

one day you gave him a sketch that you drew of him in your last mission and this man folded like an omelette😭😭

“hey ‘tachi I made this for you🥰”

“i- wow y/n. it’s amazing🥹🥹”

he loves loves loves receiving little sketches from you

he takes them everywhere he goes

they’re his most prized possession🥰 besides you that is

hidan

now hidan.

hidan’s different

becuz like he loves you so much so he loves that you have an activity that you love

but he also doesn’t really care enough to make a whole thing about it yk

however there is one thing that hidan simply can’t get enough of when it comes to you being an artist

and that is when you paint on him

especially on his back

feeling the coolness of the paint combined with the warmth radiating off of you and your hands was very umm …. enjoyable for him if you know what I mean👀

and as much as he would love to act on that feeling he knew you would be mad if he ruined your masterpiece

“come on y/nie, it’ll just be one kiss, I promise😔🙏” no it won’t be mister

“no hidan! it’s not dry yet!!”

“ugghhh fine🙄!”

and as grumpy as he is about this, hidan doesn’t mind being your canvas

kakazu

similarly to pain, kakazu doesn’t really care that you’re an artist

it isn’t something that he pays attention to because as he so frequently says to you

“silly drawings can’t pay the bills y/n.🙄”

but little does he know that when ever you go into town, people pay you to draw a caricature of them on the spot🙃

so whenever you come back from an outing with several wads of cash 💵 he’s extremely confused and surprised

“where’d you get all that from?”

“oh don’t worry about it. you’d think it was silly anyways🙃.”

tobi

he doesn’t shut about it omg😭😭

everywhere you go tobi will make it his mission to brag about how talented you are to other people

he will tell anyone and everyone about your paintings 🖼

and your genius when it comes to color selection🎨

or how steady your hands are when you use ink🖋

to the point where it’s a little embarrassing 🙈

but no matter how annoying he can get with it you know it’s out of a place of love

he just admires you and your talent so much man

he’s just in love with you dawg idk what to tell you🤷🏾‍♀️

konan

she loves it!!

she loves it so much omg‼️

similar to itachi, konan just loves watching you create art

you just look so mesmerizing when you’re focused and happy, she can’t help but look at you with heart eyes

her favorite thing is painting with you

it starts out normal with you two sitting in comfortable silence focused on your own pieces

but somehow at the end you end up throwing paint at each other completely abandoning the canvases in front of you

and as messy as it gets, seeing you covered in a swirl of different colors with a smile on your face just makes her feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside🥰

© 2022 copyright. all rights reserved. @uzumakiramen.

[genshinarchives]

NAURRR CUZ MAKE THAT KAMUI SCENE ITTO TOWARDS VILLAINESS MC

Arataki Itto / female reader.

Author's notes: This is such a cursed idea lmao- For the sake of plot, Itto is engaged to villainess!reader here. It doesn't actually happen in the story.

— ( What anon is referring to. For context, Kamui crossdressed as a woman to infiltrate an auction house. )

I’m a Villainess but I’m Not Evil! (Navigation)

(Y/n) bit the nail of her thumb as she anxiously paced back and forth inside her study. Jin, Tsukuyomi and Yuito had stood off to the side and were watching the Head of the Onigasaki Clan silently.

"This is terrible, absolutely terrible," she said, gripping her hair with both hands, "Kazuha is the only one who's perfect for this role. Jin is too busy with managing the estate, Tsukuyomi's body is too muscular, and Yuito stinks at doing a falsetto."

A red tick mark appeared on her brother's head, but he restrained himself from starting another catfight with his sister for the umpteenth time today.

"It can't be helped. Kazuha has gone on another journey with Tomoaki," he muttered, folding his arms over his chest, "Why don't you get Thoma to dress up as a girl? He has a pretty face, doesn't he?"

"If something goes terribly wrong during the infiltration mission, then the Kamisato Clan will get dragged into the mess," (y/n) argued, sighing in exasperation, "And I doubt Thoma has any experience in espionage."

"As long as the person can fight, it should be fine. Why don't you ask Lord Itto to help you out?" Tsukuyomi suggested.

"Fuck, I forgot my sister is engaged to that himbo," Yuito said.

(Y/n) chewed her bottom lip as she considered her retainer's suggestion. They don't have many options with Kazuha currently away, and they don't have much time either; she desperately needed someone with good acting skills, enough combat experience and with no other affiliations asides from the Onigasaki Clan to infiltrate one of the brothels in the Red Light District.

"We do need to stop the production of the White Lotus immediately," she said, clenching her fists by her sides, "Alright. I'll call him-"

"SAY NO MORE, ANATA!"

As if on cue, the shoji slid open to reveal her idiot oni of a fiance standing in the doorway, donning an elegant golden kimono that dragged across the tatami mats. The front lapels of his kimono had been loosened to reveal his collarbone, and Itto held a red folding fan over the bottom half of his face that was caked with makeup. Yuka then appeared from behind him and gave (y/n) a thumbs up.

(Y/n)'s jaw dropped to the floor in shock.

As he fanned himself, he fluttered his fake eyelashes and smiled at her flirtatiously.

"I, Arataki Itoko, am ready to be of service to you, Lord (y/n)~" he cooed in his best falsetto voice.

She immediately made a beeline towards the open window and prepared to jump. "Get me out of here right now."

"Anata, you can't just brush my efforts aside like that!"

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[captnjacksparrow]

Hi, your blog is amazing and your analysis behind every post is just worth waiting for and it gave me a deeper understanding into each and every character and it also made me realize my love towards SNS and hate towards NH & SS on a deeper level than before!!

I like the bond that N & S have which is a very special, genuine, innocent and unconditional love between each other. Even though Sasuke never intentionally hated Naruto in the whole series, what were his reasons behind him being jealous of Naruto's growth? Did this jealousy start only after his encounter with Itachi in part 1 or was this there whenever he saw Naruto showing great strength? Watching the series I thought Sasuke was jealous of Naruto because Itachi didn't care about him but he gave his attention to N, but what were his reasonings behind him growing this jealousy towards N? was it because S felt like N's rapid growth is unnatural and unbelievable and that he had something special in him that Sasuke didn't know all along or was it because he felt stagnant in his growth compared to Naruto? I read somewhere that Sasuke wanting to fight Naruto in the hospital scene was all because of his hatred towards him cuz S felt inferior to N and he felt hatred towards N because S wanted to be 1st priority on Itachi’s mind and he felt Naruto had taken that spot. Considering that S felt unwanted by Itachi at that time, why couldn't he realize that Itachi wanted Naruto only to abduct him & take him away when he himself ran all the way from konoha to save N from Itachi? why did Naruto's growth become a part of Sasuke's decision to leave the village?

There were many instances where Sasuke felt inferior of Naruto, why couldn't he realize that the curse mark was affecting him and could be the reason for why he couldn't grow stronger compared to Naruto?

Naruto's jealousy and rivalry towards S was all about becoming someone strong enough to be standing next to him as an equal, what about Sasuke's side? did he like himself being matched by Naruto in terms of power or did he always feel like he needed to be more powerful than Naruto(this coming from his constant inferiority/superiority complexes towards N)? Finally why does Sasuke always ask "Naruto, how far will you!!?" whenever he sees N showing gr8 strength?

Thank you @wallowsofperception. Excellent Ask!!! Sorry for the Late response, I couldn’t form a Clear Answer and Still I feel the Answer is not clear. 

What were Sasuke's reasons behind him being jealous of Naruto's growth?

It's a very well known fact that Sasuke is extremely good at picking up any Jutsu that he learns, Say, Chidori... Whereas Naruto was slower on the uptake. However Naruto was extremely good at uplifting himself using his Sheer Will when the odds are against him. Whereas Sasuke lacks in this Area.. He gets demotivated or he runs away altogether. Not bashing Sasuke here... My point is, they complement each other.

Naruto was jealous of Sasuke's Physical Skills to do anything easily whereas Sasuke was jealous of Naruto's Mental Strength to pull himself up from any situation. This is something I've wrote about in this Post. That’s the gist of their whole rivalry in a nutshell, But I will expand on that with more details here.

“You had a strength that I didn’t have... You were always walking in front of me... Just like my late Brother...”

Sasuke always admired Naruto about the ***True Strength he possessed*** to which he always wondered as to what it is despite not knowing what exactly that strength was and where does that strength comes from and he compares Naruto’s strength to Itachi. And this admiration started way back when he was just 8...  

SASUKE - ADMIRING NARUTO

Sasuke’s Admiration towards Naruto has 2 aspects.

Naruto’s Ability to Forge Ahead, his extra-ordinary Will Power to face any difficult situations without Giving Up.

Willingness to put himself in Pain at a great personal cost despite that Act will bring him no Gain

Now, the First Aspect of Sasuke getting attracted admired over Naruto’s ‘Never ever Give Up’ attitude is a well-known fact which has so many panels to back this fact in the Manga. Unfortunately, this is one of the Strength, Sasuke never possessed or tried to hone up... Instead, Sasuke runs away (not always though).

Few Pages before, Naruto admired the way Sasuke used his Skills to protect Naruto without even acquiring a Speck of Dust on his Clothes. But right after that, When Naruto stuck a Kunai in his wrists... Sasuke was stunned. Because Naruto got poisoned, that Tazuna guy lied about the Mission type and the only logical thing to do is to go back the Village and seek treatment which would lead to dropping the Unexpected A Ranked mission which Naruto fought tooth and nail for... But despite having a Physical discomfort, Naruto was hell-bent on continuing the mission... An Act of not giving up. 

And as expected, this became one of the Fond memories of Sasuke and what’s more... Because of this act, Sasuke did this...

He ended up walking next to him.... Funnily, this above scene also ended up in Sasuke’s treasured memories. 

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No Explanation needed. Sasuke was the only one to show a look full of Proudness as Opposed to Sakura, Ino and Shikamaru’s annoyance. (it was revealed later that Hinata also liked this attitude of Naruto)

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Another moment where Sasuke was totally shell-shocked with the amount of Strength Naruto was displaying right in front of his Eyes... 

This is one of the scene which shows the contrasted behaviour of Naruto and Sasuke in approaching a Difficult Situation. Sasuke, after encountering Orochimaru, he decided to escape from him out of desperation... Out of fear for his own life... He even yelled at Naruto to run away from that scene which disappointed Naruto to the great extremes.

It’s only because of Naruto’s Don’t run Away attitude (add Sakura’s taunt as the last straw), Sasuke pulled himself up and fought back Orochimaru by putting his life on the line even though he knew he wouldn’t win... And it’s also because of Naruto’s Power Display, Sasuke acknowledged Naruto for the first time and conveyed his interest to fight with him.

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Different scene, Same context...

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Another moment of Admiration from Sasuke....

Whereas Sasuke pulled off this Forest of the Death thing Again... 

Instead of facing up the devil, Sasuke wanted to run away (along with Naruto, Of Course). 

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Again, Obito was using Jiraiya’s, Sasuke’s name to scare Naruto that he will eventually become like him...

But Naruto stands again and again.... Which even led Sasuke to join and fight alongside Naruto.

Whereas something very similar happened to Sasuke when he was in the Village. Yes, that time when Orochimaru’s minions scared him that if he kept on staying in that Village, he can’t kill Itachi.

While Sasuke easily gave into their manipulation... Whereas Naruto stood his ground and never gave up.

FYI, When I say Sasuke runs away or gave up, I don’t mean it in a negative way.. It’s just that Sasuke lacks in something which Naruto excels at... And What one lacks in oneself is what one try to admire in others... Which is something Itachi advised Sasuke while fighting with Kabuto...

“That’s why we were born to be drawn towards people that will complement us”

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Now, All of these instances where Sasuke admiring Naruto’s ‘Never give up’ attitude didn’t just come out of nowhere... It started back when he was just 8. 

“After always seeing you acting out and getting punished time and time again... Somehow it started to get to me...”

Naruto looks out to create bonds.... over and over again... Even if that leads to pain and nothing else. We know why Sasuke avoids bonds and he has every reason to... But it never stopped him from admiring about that in Naruto who is also a suffering Loneliness just like him.

Now

If this is all one part of Sasuke’s admiration, you may wonder how is this all related to Itachi’s strength?? What are the similarities between Itachi and Naruto that made Sasuke to say that “You were always walking in front of me, just like my Elder Brother”???

And that’s where the other part, the most important part of this Admiration comes into play.

That is,

Willingness to put himself in Pain at a great personal cost despite that Act will bring him no Gain

“Why are you doing all this for someone like him?”

“Why?! After what they did to you why you still go so far for them?”

I think I don’t have to go on much detail when it comes to both these panels... Itachi didn’t have to do any of these things regarding Konoha or Kabuto... He could just stay put by doing nothing at all. And yet, Itachi was going so far to change Kabuto at the expense of losing his Eye Sight rather than killing him... 

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“Why do you go this far for me...”

Aren’t all these 3 questions very similar????

As to why Sasuke asked this question to Naruto 3 times... I did a lengthy one here...

And this is why Sasuke put both Itachi and Naruto in the same panel with full of admiration.... And these are the strengths that Sasuke lacks which made him drawn towards Naruto..

However that same admiration has turned into Jealousy Whenever Naruto’s strength comes in the way of Sasuke’s Goals, Intentionally or Unintentionally.

SASUKE’S ADMIRATION TURNED INTO JEALOUSY

Sasuke’s Jealousy towards Naruto didn’t pop out all of a sudden. It was actually a gradual process which was carefully constructed by the Author on more than one occasions. 

Firstly, it usually starts out with his Inferiority Complex towards Naruto. 

“I know him from seeing him close up. Where was that guy hiding that incredible power?.... How can I... How can I grow that sort of power?”

This scene happens right around that time when Itachi came to the Village and was playing around with Kakashi, Asuma and Kurenai... Whereas Sasuke was clearly feeling Inferior because he couldn't able to contribute anything in that Battle with Gaara.

In that Battle, He used his Chidori couple of times, which was Sasuke’s maximum limit to exert his Chakra at that time and then, Gaara taunted him further and further about Sasuke's internal insecurities which made his Cursed Seal to flare up at the wrong time which rendered him immobile throughout the Battle.

Whereas Naruto could able to make 1000 Kage Bunshins and summon a Gamabunta Toad to fight against Gaara's Shukaku. Performing both the Jutsus are not just an ordinary feat for a guy who was struggling to make a Bunshin no Jutsu to graduate, just 4 or 5 months ago.

And Itachi's arrival further fanned the flames of his Inferiority Complex even to a greater extent. It’s not because S wanted to be 1st priority on Itachi’s mind and he felt Naruto had taken that spot.... No. It was because, Itachi kept on being dismissive towards him even after this many years and yet nothing has changed... An attitude which says, “You are not even worthy of my time and attention... let alone to fight you... Go away”. 

Itachi was totally dismissive towards Sasuke many times. Notably, On the day of Massacre

“It would be worthless... To kill someone like you..”

But then all of a sudden, after 4 years, when Sasuke saw that Itachi was paying attention to Naruto, to whom he already felt inferior because of that battle with Gaara.... That’s when shit hits the fan.

And that’s why right after Sasuke woke up from the coma, he was brimming with Anger + Inferiority Complex and that led him to invite Naruto for a Duel... 

And How did Sasuke deal with his Inferior feelings????

By masking it up with his Superiority Complex

And when his Superiority complex was crushed completely.... That’s when Sasuke feels Outright Jealousy...

“Naruto... How strong are you really...”

Naruto for the first time, unintentionally threatened Sasuke’s Goal of Killing Itachi by showing his Superior Strength and also got the attention of Itachi... And that started out with a severe Inferiority Complex which he masked with a Superiority Complex and then he felt outright Jealousy.

This is not the Only time Sasuke did this...

“How did you come this far...?”

During the War Arc.. It was blatantly evident that Sasuke was impressed with Naruto’s skills on more than one occasion... With Sasuke’s Revolution on the back of his mind and his need to eliminate Naruto was also on his cards... Sasuke felt clearly jealous about Naruto’s ginormous strength here... Because Naruto was again coming in the way of his Goal and made Sasuke to feel insecure about his own strength.

And he did this during VoTE2 battle too.

Sasuke was feeling inferior about the fact that Naruto was not giving up... Which made Sasuke to go full-on arrogant by flaunting his superiority complex in this panel

I wrote about Sasuke’s Superiority Complex / Arrogance by using his Using name in detail here... [Link]

And when his Superiority Complex was rightfully dispelled by Naruto by countering him with an Upper Cut...

Sasuke finally starting to get frustrated and even yelled at Naruto for not giving up...

But this time instead of getting Jealous... Sasuke finally admitted his defeat in this mental battle he was fighting with himself for many years... by saying, “I Lost”

Why couldn't Sasuke realize that Itachi wanted Naruto only to abduct him & take him away when he himself ran all the way from Konoha to save N from Itachi?

why couldn't he realize that the curse mark was affecting him and could be the reason for why he couldn't grow stronger compared to Naruto?

This!!!!

A Nice Observation!!! 

Why he couldn’t realize, you ask??? 

Because That’s one of the Major Character Flaws of Sasuke. 

Most of the times, the Answer would be right in front of his Eyes... But he tries his best to reject that Answer and look for a Twisted way to achieve his Goal. And that’s why it always frustrated me as an Audience as to, “ Grr.... Sasuke, Why???? The Answer is Right infront of you... Just Why are you being hardheaded???”

Along with the above 2 instances, Sasuke pulled the same thing again on two important instances. One in front of Naruto... One in front of Itachi.

Here Naruto was specifically telling Sasuke like a Mother teaching Alphabets to her Kindergarten Kid... That “Fighting for yourself doesn’t make you strong... But Fighting for the things you consider precious makes you Strong”

Because Just before this scene, Naruto was getting lot of punches from Gaara which made Naruto to get very confused about his own abilities, there was some hesitation after he arrived on the scene.. Even Sasuke was wondering that, “He is not his usual self”

But the moment Sasuke volunteered to put his life in order to protect his precious comrades Naruto and Sakura.... Naruto got reminded of Haku who taught him about an important lesson... In the Land of the Waves.

“When a person has important to protect.... That’s when they can become truly stronger...”

Isn’t this the same thing that Naruto told Sasuke about getting Stronger????

Can’t Sasuke realize that Naruto pulled off a great strength only after he decided to protect him and Sakura???

Well, Sasuke proved that he can’t... 

Because right after this Battle, Sasuke was feeling Inferior and was wondering where did that monstrous strength comes from???? Geez!!! Naruto told him the Answer explicitly and yet.....

Sigh!!!!

“Compared to me Uchiha are nothing...”

During this Izanami battle, Kabuto was going Unhinged and was flaunting about his own Strength. 

Whereas Itachi clearly repeated like a parrot Over and Over and Over that...

“Your comrades are there to make up for what you cannot do”

Itachi said, “I did everything alone and that’s why I failed”

Itachi also said, “I filled you with nothing but Hatred and that’s why I failed”

And what did Sasuke do???

“I’m the strongest there is now.... And I’ll begin my Journey into the shadows from this moment on...”

My dude!!!! What the hell are you doing???? You are behaving just like Kabuto. Your Brother told you not to do everything alone, your Brother also said filling you with Hatred was a Mistake.... And yet you are doing the total OPPOSITE OF WHAT HE DID... Did you actually listened to him about anything at all???

Can’t Sasuke realize that the Answer to his question of ‘You have a strength I didn’t have’ was right there literally spelt out by Itachi and Naruto???

Not taking the Literal Answer that was presented right in front of his Eyes but taking an Alternate, Lonely and Twisted Route that leads only to pain is Kind of Sasuke’s Characterization or you can call it as his Major Flaw.

So, Yes... Sasuke’s Jealousy towards Naruto was mostly because Naruto’s Strength was threatening his Goals for the most part.

[swimmingleo]

The Wizard of Oz: yet another conspiracy

It's about the infamous spinning around parallel, this one:

Why... would they do this.

Point is I've gone too far, Harryween happened, I fell into a Wizard of Oz rabbithole and found this that for some reason I've missed all this time, which happens to be mf Pink Floyd related because why wouldn't it be.

I promise it kind of adds up in the end, but it's mostly me... clowning.

The Dark Side of the Rainbow:

It's an old Pink Floyd theory and one of the most well-known in the band's lore: it started around the 80's with the popularization of videotapes. One day, someone just had the idea to mute the Wizard of Oz (1939) and play The Dark Side of the Moon (1973) over it right at the beginning of the movie (the third roar from the MGM lion). A scarily accurate synchronization resulted, to the point where one could ask themselves if the album was indeed produced as an alternate soundtrack to the film.

cut, im pouring mercy on the dash

Just your average fan theory, which really took off in the 90s and surprisingly received a lot of response. The album's audio engineer called it "eyewash" and an impossible thing to do with the technology they had back then. (which is. really not true. You could do it, it was just terribly impractical. then again if you're crazy enough..)

David Gilmour and Nick Mason, guitarist and drummer of the band, also vehemently denied the theory: total non sense and a waste of time.

basically everyone got real pressed for no reason lol it's a cute fan theory guys not gAy rUmOuRs cmon

HOWEVER, there is one person who never denied it and it's the guy who literally conceptualized the entire album. Indeed, Roger Waters found the theory "amusing" and had even referenced Over The Rainbow in later album The Wall (and seeing how frustrated he gets when the audience doesn't engage with their music the way he'd like, it almost feels like he was encouraging the theory but then again. pure assumption idk shit)

So yeah, make what you want of this dysfunctional band's response to the theory.

Okay but does it really work ?

There have been psychological explanations of the phenomenon: the theory has been dismissed as the brain always finding connections and parallels between different elements: if you're looking for something, you find it. Yes, this explains various fan theories like the Beatles' ''Paul is dead'', or crispy audios we have around here (pReTtY uNfoRtUnaTe) where the perception is influenced by what we're told to hear or what we want to see. If you play any random music over any random movie, you will always find synchronized moments. But I think the Dark Side of The Rainbow goes beyond that: you can actually make out obvious interpretations and patterns that make sense with the rest of their discography or what they said about certain things/songs. The album actually matches the movie’s narration or the transitions between scenes. But once again, the theory has been associated with crazy delusional fans on acid who live on conspiracies so... (so larrie of em)

Here you have the full movie, with the album playing on loop over it (cuz it's an album designed to be played on loop). Most little moments feel like those funny coincidences I mentioned before, like a character moving, dancing or speaking on beat, but some others are like... too much for me to dismiss as coincidences, because they carry some deep PF-esque meaning. I won't get much into it here cuz we don't have time for that~ but if you're a PF fan interested by the topic feel free to send me an ask and we'll rant about it it's honestly so cool ffgeifzji

Still, I really recommend to watch this specific part:

There isn't any kind of edit to make it fit. It just naturally goes smooth like that.

CMON IT'S. IT'S WEIRD.

Also the front and back cover of the album:

...No colour > Colour > Back to no colour // Sepia > Technicolor > Back to sepia.

If you're wondering why Roger Pink Floyd would go this far to hint at a movie which had a massive impact on queer culture ever since WW2, and how it could be even more relevant to Larry, here <3

AND LARRY BITCH??

Do we know other weirdos with too much time on their hands who do weird shit with synchronization in their art yes we doooo.

So, the shot of them filmed by a camera spinning like a tornado, in an already spinning setting (twirling dancers) in MVs loaded with queer symbolism.

last one just because... SOTT sounds a lot like The Great Gig in the Sky to me. Also he's flying passing by a rainbow at some point so.

The tornado scene is the core of the Dark Side of the Rainbow theory. The music and image go incredibly well together: the piano starting on the first gust of wind, the music gradually getting louder with the chaos on screen until it suddenly calms down when Dorothy’s unconscious in the eye of the tornado. Music ends when the tornado stops for good. But also the symbolism of that song and that scene combined: The Great Gig in The Sky is part of the transition between the first and the second part of the album and it evokes death. The tornado in Oz is the transition between sepia and technicolor, two different worlds and technically.. it's Dorothy's departure from earth to somewhere over the rainbow.

Meanwhile, TPWK is in black and white, Walls is colorized. Both songs represent a significant milestone in their respectives careers. That theme of "I used to feel bad, but I've made peace with myself and now I feel better".

The TPWK/Walls parallel starts at 1:41. Solely based on that film video I linked earlier, The Wizard of Oz is 1:41:47 long. So like. If they wanted to be little shits and choose a precise timestamp that would hint at the Oz synchronicity theory...

... I just like the idea of Harry and Louis scanning the internet for some rbb/sbb ideas, stumbling upon (or already knowing) the Dark Side of the Rainbow and being like.. aha, we could do that at some point. Because in the end, whether it's intentional or not, it's a pretty big pop culture fan theory, and they've both already hinted at PF and Oz.

All in all, the first person who had the idea to play Pink Floyd's album over the Wizard of Oz would have made an excellent delusional larrie and I wish they were here.