#first choosing violence

[bird-inacage]

A First x Khao Gifset | First's Stripteases: A Series

The boy has clearly been itching to get his flirt on for ages now. A cheeky little shoulder tease will no longer suffice, he practically tore that jacket off.

Other FirstKhao Gifset Compilations

The Friendship Waterworks: A Series

The Intimacy Goosebumps & Tickles: A Series

[kinardsevan]

wip Thursday

tagged by the effervescent @perfectlysunny02, and in the same vein as them, don't I have a million WIPs? Yes, yes I do. But also, I mentioned this idea last week. And... well... oops? (And it's entirely their fault because of the violence they chose with THEIR teaser today.)

Alas, I give you unnecessary, momentary, legendary (working title)

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Tommy wasn’t supposed to be here. That’s all he could think about; he wasn’t supposed to be here. 

He’d had a full day of plans while Evan was on shift. He was supposed to stop by Harbor and pick up a package he’d had shipped there and forgot to bring home the night before. He was supposed to have lunch with Howie and Jee-Yun. He was supposed to swing by the 118 and swap keys with Evan because something was going on with the Rubicon’s engine. He was supposed to spend the afternoon figuring out if it was going to be an easy fix or not. Evan would be home before sunset. 

He wasn’t supposed to be here. 

Except, Evan was back at work after being down with a nasty virus for the past few days, and the only thing that had really been helping him feel better was the honey citrus tea from their favorite café. It wasn’t even a drink that his boyfriend cared for that much, but Tommy had introduced it to him the first time he’d gotten sick a few months into their relationship, and it had been a game changer for him. It wasn’t a cure by any means, but it definitely helped. 

He wasn’t supposed to be here. 

“Natalie?” He croaks out her name, leaning half up off of the tile floor, hand pressed into his abdomen next to his hip. He can’t see her behind the glass casing that contains the pastries, and she hasn’t said anything in a few minutes. The higher he tries to sit himself up, the more pain shoots down his side. “Nat!?” 

It takes more than a few seconds, but eventually—too long—he hears the sound of what he assumes is broken glass shifting on the floor. A small whimper. 

“T-Tommy?” 

“Nat?” He calls back, turning his head towards the back of the counter again. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” 

She doesn’t respond, but then he sees the familiar flurry of jello-red hair appear from behind the pastry case, and then she’s climbing over the counter, her combat boots crunching glass on the floor as she moves towards him. Tommy looks up at her, his paramedic skills immediately kicking in as he takes her in. 

She’s got a cut on her forehead and her hands are bleeding—he assumes from all the broken glass. There’s a slash across her forearm where the knife got her, bleeding pretty decently. His eyes trail down to the side of her apron, the stain spreading across it and her jeans. She’s bleeding from somewhere on her leg. His gaze drifts to the counter and the streak of blood coming across it where she crawled over. 

“N-Nat, we gotta call the cops,” he tells her warily. 

“What if he comes back,” she asks anxiously, her voice shaking as tears come down her face. She sinks to the ground next to him, ignorant of the glass on the ground around him. 

Tommy shakes his head at her, digging into his pocket with blood-coated fingers, fumbling his phone when his fingers come into contact with it. He pulls it out as he looks back up at her. 

“You gave him everything, right,” he asks her. “Didn’t fight?” 

“No,” she sobs, leaning over him. “God, Tommy, I’m so sorry.” 

He shakes his head at her, reaching for one of the napkin holders knocked onto the floor nearby. 

“I’m just glad you’re okay,” he tells her. He keeps flashing hot and cold, and he can feel himself getting clammy. He tries to focus his attention on his phone, dialing the number into it. 

“Tommy, you’re bleeding,” she cries. 

“I’m fi-…fine,” he stammers, slumping back against the floor. “We’re fine.” 

“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?” 

“5943 Ventura Boulevard,” he rattles off. “This is off-duty Rescue 1701 out of Harbor Station, I need to be transferred to Maddie Buckley.” 

“Just a moment sir.” The line clicks off for all of ten seconds, and then clicks back on. 

“9-1-1, this is Maddie Buckley speaking,” her voice comes back. There’s just the slightest hitch of anxiety in her voice, like she knows being routed to personally isn’t normal. 

“Maddie,” he rasps, squeezing his eyes shut tightly, trying to get the tears out of them. 

“Tommy,” she replies, her voice suddenly flooded with panic. “What’s going on? Is Evan- a-are you- is Howie-…” 

“They’re fine,” he chokes out. “B-but, I need RA and police. S-Stabbing at the café.” 

His head drops back against the floor, and he can feel his vision getting fuzzy. He looks over at Natalie. She looks even more panicked than she did before. His gaze drifts down to where his other hand is. Blood is completely coated over his fingers. 

“N-Nat, I need you to use your apron to apply pressure,” he rasps. 

“Stabbing?! Tommy where are you,” Maddie cries from the other end of the line. Tommy rattles the address off to her again. 

“D-dont send Evan,” he rasps at her. “God, he can’t find me. You hear me, Maddie? Don’t send him. Do not let him see me like this.” 

She hiccups a cry on the other end of the line, and there are hushed voices clearly trying to get her off the line, but she speaks clearly enough that Tommy hears when she growls ‘no’ back at whoever is trying to get her to hand the call off. 

“You know I love him, right,” he continues. Natalie presses her apron into his side then and he can’t help the cry that falls out of his mouth. “F-fuck. M-Maddie?” 

“I know,” she cries. “Stay with me, Tommy. Don’t hang up on me.” 

He nods letting his head rest back against the floor. 

“No, come on, Tommy,” Natalie cries, pressing harder into his wounds. “Come on. Stay awake.” 

“Trying,” he murmurs, looking around the floor. “I-I, I want to marry him, you know,” he tells Maddie. “He just walked into my life like- like he was always supposed to be here. And I thought I’d lost out on my chance by taking too long to figure my shit out. Fuck, Nat. Yeah, that’s good, keep pushing down.” 

“He talks about you being it for him all the time,” Maddie replies. He can tell she’s crying. “Keeps telling me that he thinks you’ll be a great dad.” 

Tommy lets out a small laugh and then groans at the wave of pain that shoots across his abdomen and stomach. 

“I wasn’t sure, before him,” he replies, letting his eyes slip shut. The phone starts to sag in his hand, but the cry of Natalie’s voice and sudden, sharp pressure on his side has his eyes shooting open again. “Fuck, okay. Okay.” He swallows hard, taking a breath. “B-but if anyone could convince me that we could do it together, it’s him.” 

Maddie hiccups another sob. “I’ve watched him lose one relationship after another, think what he’s holding onto is the right one while knowing it isn’t. But I never said anything because I was just his sister, you know? And I know you said he walked into your life, but you spun into his with a literal hurricane and I’ve never seen him… I don’t even know, Tommy. This settled? Happy? Secure?” 

“H-he deserves it,” Tommy rasps, his head lolling back and eyes getting heavier. 

“Damn it, Tommy, come on,” Natalie cries. “Stay awake, please.” 

“s’getting harder,” Tommy slurs. “Maddie, I love him. So much more than I’ve ever loved anyone else. Want him more, dream about him more, choose him more. My life begins and ends at Evan Buckley.” The tears swimming in his eyes finally slip down the side of his face, his vision tight now, and extremely hazy. 

“Tommy, stay with me,” Maddie cries. Her voice seems farther away now. “The ambulance is so close. Please?” 

“Tell him I love him more than anything else,” he replies, coughing out another groan. “That I choose him. Every day, all the time. I pick him.” He pauses for a moment, his eyes too heavy to open back up. “I love you, Evan.” 

[riskybusiness-buddie]

good morning y'all! xoxo

[phantoms-world-and-more]

Danny and baby ghost jason

So dannys wondering the infinite realms and stubbles (falls) into gothem.

He wonders around for a few days before meeting redhood and because dannys a halfa he can only see redhood as a baby ghost.

A sick, hangry baby ghost

Danny dosent even ask,( if he had a parent who let him get THIS bad they dont deserve children) and picks him up and rushes him to the frostbite

Jasons too confused that this random teenager just picked him up the flew, FLEW, him off to the interdimentinal tundra to see an ice yettie.

After jason sees frostbite danny gets alerted that his new baby ghosts previous parent wants a word with him

Danny ready to fist fight batman

Batman is 0.2 seconds away from a stroke

And jasons chilling with his new dad?caregiver?friend? Who knowes, but this is the best he's felt in years and if staying with this protective teenager makes him feel this good he's sure as hell staying.

[gemsarejustshinyrocks]

hey remember the time Talia slept with the teenage son of the man she has a child with how fucked up was that

Basically? An AU where where instead of going off to become the Red Hood and "punish" Bruce as Talia wished, Jason kills her.

It takes time, and training, and planning, and luck (and all the magic Robin was supposed to have) but Jason kills Talia.

Ra's is gone and Talia is dead. The League should be over, except-

Hello, there's a tiny assassin child trying to kill him.

His name is Damian al Ghul, and wow, he really looks just like Bruce, doesn't he?

(no more dead robins.)

[timeskip]

I don't know what the common interpretation of this moment is, but I think that this:

is Killua being pissed at Gon as well as at himself.

Like obviously he still loves Gon, and his main conflict in this moment is feeling like he couldn't do anything for Gon's sake. But this happens RIGHT after Gon pushes Killua away and says that this isn't important to Killua. And even though Killua knows that's not true, he still can't fight back without making it worse. He's doing so much for Gon!!! But Gon doesn't see it!!! And I can't imagine that Killua wouldn't feel a little angry about that, even if he'll continue to do everything for Gon's sake.

Instead he's taking it out on an enemy--which is the correct thing to do in this situation, since he has to keep fighting either way--with no time to slow down and think about what he's feeling. He's just feeling upset, pissed off, sad, and hopeless. And he can't let himself think about it, so right when he fights Youpi he shuts it down internally to focus on the fight!!! Because even if he is a little pissed at Gon, I don't think Killua thought through at all, and using Godspeed on Youpi was a way of handling it, because he'd been taught by his family to deal with emotions through violence first and foremost.

It ends up all exploding later, where he realizes what he's really feeling is a desire to help Gon when he feels like he can't do anything (except to die with him...) but in the moment his anger could be a bit toward Gon, with the rest of it directed at himself for being unable to play "his role" in their friendship (that of stopping Gon) and being ultimately unable to calm Gon down and make things okay, the way he feels like he has to do.

[transingthoseformers]

i got another one.

literally all versions of optimus:

meanwhile sg!optimus and bay!optimus:

Get his ass, bay!oppy

[dreamingaboutsakuratrees]

Dear God how I fucking hate when people dismiss s character's traits because "that's just a facade! you as the reader have to see underneath it!!" like yeah no fucking shit Sherlock, a well written character has more than one (1) defining trait but that doesn't mean their most prominent one or the one most recognized by fandom ISN'T there

yes this is about people thinking dick grayson isn't actually a ray of sunshine, that it's just a mask. he's much more than the happy one, of fucking course, all batfam members (when written well) are, but that doesn't mean that being happy and bright is not a crucial part of his personality. he brings light to people's lives, he's a beacon of hope, that's what Robin was born for, as a light to Batman's darkness. That's what Nightwing is. He can be serious, sure. He's smart, an amazing strategist, incredibly good at fighting, he can be manipulative and morally gray and sometimes an objectively bad person. But he's ALSO funny and quippy and bright and sunshine. BECAUSE HE'S WELL WRITTEN.

Like Jesus stop making him so sad and wrong all the time just because you want so bad to go against "fanon". It's not fanon if it's literally his core trait. It's not fanon if it's what the character was BORN AS. God.

[winepresswrath]

I think I would need to reread the first book to really commit to this opinion but imo some of the horror of book!claudia is that she really is a terribly inhuman monster. she was a vampire child, so she never learned to be human. she was a vampire child so she'll never grow up and fulfill that potential. companionship is a necessity for her because she can't look after herself and that makes her bitter and disdainful of people who want love for its own sake, especially in the context of Louis and Lestat, who damned her to her current state to fulfill their own emotional needs. it's a stark contrast to show Claudia, who yes, is a vicious mass murdering vampire and has fun with it, but is otherwise a lonely woman who craves companionship and understanding because she's a person. Her beef with Louis is still about his failure to prioritize her and his assorted bad idea relationship choices but the undertones are so different and I really feel like the tragedy is that he didn't put her first and not that he could never have made her happy no matter what he chose.

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

portal ford that is so changed by one dimension he ends up trapped in that when stan finally opens the portal and goes in after him, he only sees something to hunt

portal ford that is shocked into hesitation by the first bit of care he’s been shown in decades. portal ford that finally sees his twin in place of prey

portal ford that doesn’t care what they were mad at each other about anymore because he just wants to feel loved, portal ford that follows stan around like an anxious cat, portal ford that drags deer and foxes and bass back to the shack as gifts, portal ford that doesn’t go into town much because it’s impossible to hide the changes in anatomy, portal ford that skitters more than anything, portal ford that doesn’t mind being subjected to mabel makeovers, portal ford that curbs his desire to bite bite gnash chomp bite when dipper shows him anomalies he’s found because he is not going to ruin this kid’s day by killing the neat things he brought him, portal ford that likes wendy because she always brings in fish her family caught for him, portal ford that’s confused by soos but he made him a neat gizmo once so he’s cool in ford’s book

portal ford that would maul without hesitation for all of them

[spittingspite]

It's always "character who will do anything to protect their loved one, even commit horrific acts of violence, learn kindness and mercy at the request of their loved one" and never "merciful character who hates violence and fighting makes an exception because they love someone so much they will disregard their own morals and values to commit horrific acts of violence if that's what it takes to keep their loved one safe"

[howtodrawyourdragon]

Whatever you do, definitely don't think of the fact that Stoick's fate was completely at the mercy of Dragon Masters' (self-proclaimed or otherwise) several times in his life and the final time was fatal.

[letthestorieslive]

A bit of Scott love for @sees-writes

[smokescreenimusprime]

not a Smokescreen post HOWEVER

AU where in the mines Jack just goes fuck it and actually kills Megatron because it would’ve been the funniest thing ever

Like. Megsy does his whole “do it Jackson, Optimus would :)” thing, and Jack still responds with “no. He wouldn’t”

BUT this time he then thinks for another moment and says “but I’m not Optimus” and runs him the fuck down with the drill

And then he just…… doesn’t say anything about it for a while too. Because how the hell do you even bring that up? Oh yeah guys by the way while you were all trapped and suffocating I, a small squishy teenage human, killed Megatron, the leader of the deceptions who’s survived millions of years of warfare, with a mining drill because he got stuck

yeah no, Jack’s not mentioning that for a while. Or at least he’s gonna wait a couple hours

And then this would’ve also accidentally resulted in Starscream’s death too since no one would’ve gone back to save him from being crushed

so now 2/3rds of Decepticon high command have been turned into a past tense

[wen-kexing-apologist]

Hello. For violence, number 12 & 13 please. Have a wonderful day! Rose💜

Hello Rose! Thank you for choosing violence today.

12. The unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

Dynamite Chuchok. 

(I love you baby boy, don't you worry)

I do not understand why so many people hated that boy. I love me a happy!sad, and that boy was one of them. I loved how vibrant and open he was about his sexuality, with how vocal he was about his feelings for Fire, that boy is so so brave. He has suffered a lot, he has lost so much, and he refuses to live his life inauthentically. He knows when to push, when to back off, he knows where the boundaries are, where to take space, make space, give space, and he understands exactly why Fire is scared to come out to his Mom. I mean, Dynamite (and Prem) jeopardizes his friendship with Unky in order to keep his relationship with Fire secret and experiences the consequences of Unky being mad that Dynamite didn’t out Fire. 

It is very rare that I feel compelled to write posts about characters in order to defend them, but that is exactly what I was doing when I wrote this Dynamite body language post.

Also, because this is the Choose Violence Ask Game. I will throw out a hot take:

if Mark Pakin had played Dynamite and the character had been exactly the same, we would not have seen the level of hate for Dynamite we saw for Aungpao's Dynamite. So.

Other characters I love with my whole being but that seem to have some contentious relationships to fandom are: Sailom from Wedding Plan, Patts from La Pluie, and Teh from I Told Sunset About You and I Promised You The Moon.

13. Worst blorboficiation

First Kanaphan. 

Not a character I know, but it has to be said. 

I love that man, but holy shit we need to stop baby-girl-ifying him. And when I say ‘we’ here I don’t just mean BL fans. I mean GMMTB themselves. First is an incredible actor, but the writers and directors always end up babygirl-ifying his characters by the end of their shows. Let! That! Man! Act! 

He can cry so well, it’s true. I understand the desire to let him cry on camera. I understand that his face and those stupid big brown baby cow eyes make it really really easy for him to become blorbo-able but dear GOD I am BEGGING someone to LET THAT MAN HAVE A CONSISTENT CHARACTER. I love Akk, I love him, but the way they handled his character makes him mushy, Sand started out really sarcastic with a kind of take no bullshit attitude and then became this simp, Yok was a phenomenal little slut who FUCKED A FUCKING COP and then cried when the cop (surprise surprise) betrayed him. 

As a point of comparison, the first show I saw Khaotung in was The Eclipse, so you could color me surprised when he showed up all tiny and timid and kind in A Tale of 1000 Stars. Because Ayan was kinda an asshole the entire show. He had a very specific personality that was sustained throughout the show. First did not have the same luxury.

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