#guh the POWER DYNAMICS

[zacksephreunion]

"zack the puppy"

- literally f*cking everyone, ever

LISTEN I JUST THINK ZACK WOULD MAKE FOR A VERY COOL GUARD DOG AND THE EC HALLOWEEN EVENT REMINDED ME I HAVE A TOTALLY NONS3XUAL THING FOR MUZZLES MKAY??

Sketched this on my sketchbook then on my phone bc i know i dont have it in me atm to draw sephiroth too 📉📉📉 (just imagine sephs holding the leash or something)

No but fr why does the whole cc verse just refer to zack with all these dog references?? There's just? Too many sussy ways to interpret that.

Basically, a continuation of my "zack is sephiroth's guard dog that is highly trained in gorilla warfare actually" brainrot

[ninjaturtlemaniac]

Hello, do you have any headcanons about troll reproduction and eggs? Any headcanons about broppy egg(s)?

Hello! Thanks for the ask 💕

*cracks knuckles* Here we go!

I absolutely believe that eggs are created by the most powerful feelings of love. ❤️

That's why Guy Diamond was able to have Tiny Diamond because he was so very in love with himself!

Trolls absolutely 'do the do', but to have a two parent egg, the strong feeling of love needs to be there aaanddd their hair needs to interlock at some point.

I read a fanfiction where someone gifted Branch a hairpin that prevents unexpected eggs and I found that hilarious. 😆

-When they're expecting an egg it's called an 'Eggnancy'

-Bruce 100% was the one who had all of his and Brandy's kids. All 13 came from him. That's why his hair is so giant, so he can carry the eggs.

BROPPY

3 Eggs.

Everyone thought Poppy would want some unhinged number of kids, while Branch wouldn't want any more than maybe 1. They both wanted 2.

Bruce had absolutely no doubt that Branch and Poppy's first born would be a boy. They're five brothers and it took he and Brandy 13 tries to have a daughter.

Branch had the first egg - a little girl. (Bruce - 😑)

100% believe her name will be Harmony. Look at the running theme of the movies for starters. Holiday in Harmony, the Perfect Family Harmony, how many times does Poppy mentions harmony in the movies and the shows. And think about it 'Princess Harmony of the Pop Trolls' has a nice ring to it.

2nd Egg - Branchifer again with another little girl.

Rosiepuff (Rosie for short) His brothers definitely didn't cry when they heard that name. They did.

I wanna see the dynamic of the two little sisters, Poppy and Viva loving that the little girls have what they didn't get to have.

Then they have little sister fights and scream that they hate eachother. Poppy and Viva are like oh my guh.

So they have the heir and the spare. They're all good now right?

Wrong!

Poppy swoops in with her own unexpected egg years later. (Like how there was a huge age gap between Branch and Floyd)

A little boy.

Ace (😉 if you know you know)

Very much like Branch. I imagine he is very small and keeps to himself. Mamas boy. Likes camping and stuff with Branch. Hard to keep up with two older sisters when they are so much older than you and already have their own stuff going on.

🤯

Feel free to ask more questions.

I'm feeling pumped, bring them on!

[ultimateluckystudent-writes]

You Suck (So Passionately)

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Komaeda and Reserve Course!Reader can't stay away and can't stand each other, so he gives you something to think of him by when you leave. Everybody wins and loses in this game of cat-and-mouse.

Or, in which the idea of hate-sex with Komaeda is rotting the author's brain.

Word Count: 4.5k

Content Warnings: Hate Sex, Power Dynamics, Under-Negotiated Kink, Dom/Sub Dynamics, Heavy Themes of BDSM, Degradation, Insults, Humiliation, Slightly Possessive Behavior, Unhealthy Relationship, Use of Vibrators in Public, Semi-Public Sex, She/Her Pronouns for Reader When Applicable, Female Reader

General Tags/Themes: Brat!Reader, Brat Tamer!Komaeda, Reserve Course!Reader, Masochism, Sadism, Classroom Sex, Seriously He's Mean in This One, Orgasm Delay/Denial

A/N: I have.... two other wips of Reserve Course Reader and Komaeda... I'm trying to fit them into a Reserve Course Cinematic Universe, so I may add more chapters to this but it works as a stand alone, but I'll update it if they see the light of day <3

READ ON AO3

“Listen, uh, can we like… speed this thing up?”

Nagito paused mid-thrust.

“What?” He fixed you with the look he gave you every time you did something as stupid as he thought you were.

“It’s just that I have-” You interrupted yourself with a yawn. You really had no idea why you let him drag you out of bed so early in the morning when he demanded you come back to his room again basically every afternoon anyways.  “I have class in twenty, and I can’t-” He just laughed like you made a joke, then continued to fuck you at the same pace. Perhaps even slower, actually, and deep enough to elicit a squeak from your mouth at the sudden feeling.

“Are you seriously asking me for something for your pathetic excuse for classes?” He scoffed. “What does it matter if you miss ten minutes? Or thirty for that matter? What separates any of you from useless, normal, high school dropouts but the pity this school takes on you?” He purred the words like dirty talk, and if you didn’t find that so alluring, you certainly wouldn’t have been doing this- whatever this was between you and Nagito- for as long as you had.

“I hate your fucking guh- ah-” His teeth sunk into you, sending your nails into the skin of his back. You could feel his sharp smirk curled around your collarbone.

“What was that? I couldn’t quite make it out.”

“God, you’d fuck so much better if you stopped talking.” You growled. The smirk tensed just a bit into a sneer. Unfortunately for you, instead of making him speed up like you’d hoped, he only slowed more. You groaned in disappointment, both from your worry about the clock, and the loss of sensation.

“You won’t be able to trick me. Nothing scum like you could come up with could fool me. I’ll take my time with you how I’d like, just how I always do.” The slow drag of him, in and out, was like torture. You could do nothing but wrap your legs around him tighter, fruitlessly, and look up into his stupid, smug face. “In fact, I think you might actually be more useful as an Ultimate’s toy instead of sitting in your play-pretend classes.” He practically giggled. You couldn’t help but moan at the title, which he more than noticed. “See, doll? I think you agree.” He continued his pace, picking apart the threads keeping you together with each movement of his hips.

By the time you had both finished, you already knew you were going to be late for class. You let yourself take the smallest breather before stumbling up and pulling on your clothes. He’d thrown them around the room like he was trying to make it difficult for you. He simply watched you, drumming his fingers over the spot on the bed where you had just been, that infuriating look on his face you knew meant he had something planned. You pretended not to notice as you moved towards the door.

“Okay, later-”

“Wait.” He ordered. Your hand was on the doorknob. You grit your teeth. You knew he had waited for the very last minute just to fuck with you.

“What, Komaeda?” You turned around, glaring openly at him. “I need to go-”

“I know.” He sat up and began casually looking through his bedside drawer. It wouldn’t have surprised you if he’d begun to hum a tune to himself. Right as you opened your mouth, he pulled something out. It was a small, pink device made of silicone-

“No.” You said at once, shaking your head fervently. “No, no, no, no, no-”

“Put it on.” He said simply, holding it out for you to take. His tone was so serious that you almost obliged.

“Why? I would just leave it off anyways.”

“Do you ever feel ashamed about the questions you ask?” He cocked his head. For a split second, you almost thought it wasn’t a rhetorical question, only embarrassing you further. “Obviously I can control it. I’m not giving you something just because I think you’ll miss me. Now go on.” You glared at him, unmoving. He met your eye, as calm as ever. As always, this was a battle of wills. 

As always, Nagito won.

*****

“(L/N)-san, this is the second time this week you are more than fifteen minutes late to class.” Everybody in the room had their eyes on you. ‘God he should have just taped a ‘kick me’ sign to me. It would have been less fucking embarassing.’ “I’m afraid you know the policy. That’s detention tonight.” Your homeroom teacher frowned at you. You took the detention slip she wrote you without a word and took your seat with your eyes pointed towards the ground. As you sat there, book cracked open and immediately zoning out, you felt your anger grow towards Nagito instead of inwards.

‘That fucking freak. Getting me detention just to stick this thing in my panties.’ You felt much warmer than usual. In your panties was the small vibrator he had eventually coaxed on you in your effort to minimize your tardiness. ‘There’s no way he’d actually do it, right? It wouldn’t be fun to mess with me if he can’t even see it.’

Despite that, you could still feel it pressing against your most sensitive spots the entire day, shifting when you fidgeted, moving as you walked. You felt as though everybody must have been able to see how hard you were blushing, but not even your friends said anything. Besides that, you waited all day with baited breath and a hand ready to shoot up and loudly announce you had to go to the bathroom. You thought of at least six different excuses, each worst than the last, just to cover the potentially loud buzz of the device. By mid-day, you knew you had soaked through your panties, and you were terrified it was going to slip right out and onto the floor with how wet you were. But the clip held up, only to torment you some more.

When the last bell rung, you were the first out the door.

‘Just detention left, just detention left, just detention left and then I can go to the restroom, mop up, and go home.’ As you hurried over, your phone buzzed. It was a text from Nagito, as curt and demanding as it always was.

‘My room. 30.’

You snorted as you tapped out a response.

‘Yeah, no. Some asshole caused me to be late again today, which means I’ve got detention. Nice work, idiot. By the way, I think your stupid toy is broken. I didn’t feel anything all day. You’ll have to find another way to mess with me.’ 

‘What makes you think that I’d turned it on yet?’

“Cell-phone in the bin, please, ma’am.” A sunny, orange-hair woman who barely looked old enough to be out of the Academy herself said. It snapped you out of the slight sense of dread and shame as you read the text. You shook your head and obliged. You didn’t recognize her, or know what she was doing here. Usually, your homeroom teacher was the one who ran detention. As if she were reading your mind, she said, “I’m filling in for the usual teacher. I’m Yukizome-sensei. Please, take your seat and sit quietly or do some work.” You glanced around. A couple of other kids were already there too, most of them with their heads down. You weren’t usually allowed to sleep through detention. You decided this was a stroke of luck. You gave her a polite smile and gave her your slip, watching as she checked you off of a list. You sat down, glancing at the clock.

In your haste and smugness, you didn’t even think about removing the vibrator before you left, so it sat there as a firm reminder of the temper you’d surely be met with when you responded to Nagito. For the moment, however, you took off your blazer and arranged it into a sort of pillow, getting comfortable when-

“Ah, hello, Yukizome-sensei!”

‘No fucking way.’

“Komaeda-kun! Good afternoon, what are you doing here? Did you manage to get yourself detention somehow?” She seemed to be jokingly scolding him, but you knew it was only kind of a joke. The sweet smile on Nagito’s face was foreign to you. He floated in like he didn’t have a care in the world. You noticed that his hand was bandaged, and that it hadn’t been this morning. ‘Serves him right. What the fuck is he doing here?’

“Oh, no, I simply saw you as I was passing by on my way out. I didn’t know you ran detention.” He took the opportunity to glance out across the classroom. Nobody else seemed to care about what was happening up front. He met your eye for just a second too long, inscruitable, before turning right back to her. You did your best to act normal, knowing full well he was merely there to taunt you.

“Not usually- I’m filling in for another teacher. If you’re just here to chat Komaeda-kun, why don’t you come see me before class tomorrow-”

“Well, actually, I went to your classroom to see if you could help me out with some work I got today, but you weren’t there. I seem to have lucked in and caught you here! Would it be alright if we go over it for just a few minutes?” His smile was angelic, wholly innocent. You almost couldn’t believe that the sadistic man who’d once made you grovel and kiss his shoes just for kicks. Not that you hadn’t enjoyed that. You wondered what that smile would have looked like from that lowly angle-

“Of course! That’s no problem at all.” Yukizome said, making the pit of nerves in your stomach knot further. You didn’t know what Nagito had planned, but he always had something planned. You knew trying to sleep was a waste. You huffed a defeated sigh and pulled out one of your textbooks to begin working, doing your best to tune out the voice you could pick out of a crowd talking about algebra like he would anywhere else.

As you’d finally become a bit successful in your offer, your panties began to buzz.

At first, you were more alarmed than aroused. It was a strange sensation, and you almost couldn’t stop yourself from looking around to see if anyone had noticed, but you were rows away in every direction from the nearest person, and they were sleeping. You drummed your fingers on the desk. 

‘Okay. Okay. If I just… just shift this way, I can’t feel it as much-’ Right as you adjusted yourself, trying to move it away from your clit, but you jumped as the vibration increased and it backfired. You let out a small squeak, causing Yukizome’s eyes to drift over to you for just a second. Next to hers, a pair of cold, green, grey eyes lingered on you. You couldn’t tell if you imagined his smile being more predatory than before. 

‘This is fine, this is fine, I can just- I can just-’ But no matter how you moved, it was simply too much. Your insides twisted with the fear of your peers noticing, yes, but knowing that Nagito was here to watch you front and center was nerve-wracking. ‘That fucking sicko! He planned this all! He fucking knew! I’m gonna gut that twink like a god damn fish hnngahh-’ All of your thoughts short circuited as Nagito began a different pattern. You looked up, you had to know how he was doing this. In his hand was a small, pink remote. In the other, he pointed at something at the page and asked Yukizome a question.

And the truth was, you wanted him to watch you keep your composure. You hoped it would spite him. You grit your teeth together and tried even harder to focus on your work. You could tell by the way he simply kept clicking the speed up and up. You eventually had to bite down on your book, giving up on the pretense of work and now simply trying not to let your eyes roll up and into the back of your head.

The feeling was building and building, and truly nobody but you and Nagito seemed any the wiser. You were at the back of the room, and you’d kept pretty quiet so far. You began to consider letting yourself cum from this, and it only became more and more appealing of an idea as he toyed with you.

It seemed like he could tell exactly when you wanted to let your dignity falter and considered letting him win. He raised and lowered the speeds accordingly, keeping you on the brink, frustrating as always. But part of you didn’t even mind. You knew you could keep up the silence like this for the rest of the period, as exhausting as it would be. What you didn’t know was if you could when you came.

Still, every time you approached the brink, you got closer and closer to teetering off the edge, and soon you were barely even considering the consequences. Per usual, Nagito took cat and mouse to a whole new level. He batted you around until you were limp, helpless in his hands, though he always found the fight you put up entertaining. You could almost hear the annoying monologue he would surely give you if he ever heard you thinking like that.

‘And just like in the metaphor, the cat is simply stronger than the mouse. Everyone knows it will win in the end. And frankly, it’s almost sad it would struggle in the first place-’

“(L/N)-san? Um, are you feeling alright, dear?” Yukizome-sensei was looking right at you. You realized you’d been practically panting, red-faced and almost sweating. You couldn’t even imagine the picture you must have made. You couldn’t even look at Nagito.

“Ye- Yeah, I’m-” You croaked, your mouth dry.

“You look feverish. Come here, let me feel your forehead.” She waved you up. You felt your eyes widen in fear before you could cover it. Nagito did absolutely nothing about the vibrations. You shook your way to your feet and miraculously began to walk towards her. “Oh dear, does your stomach hurt?” Yukizome was clearly fretting now. She looked down at your hands, which were clutched over your stomach. It was completely subconscious, but hey, whatever you could work.

“Yeah.” You nodded quickly. You leaned over her desk to let her feel your forehead. Nagito’s eyes were boring into you, as palpable as Yukizome’s cool hand, but you completely ignored her.

“You’re really warm.” She confirmed. The laugh that escaped Nagito made you want to melt into a puddle, and your lower half seemed to have caught the memo. “Why don’t you go to the nurse’s office?”

“What?” Nagito scoffed at once. He gave you a quick once over. “She’s clearly just another Reserve Course making a pathetic attempt to fake her way out of detention.”

“Komaeda-kun!” Yukizome scolded. “Your Reserve Course peers are just as much a part of the school as you are.”

“Just as much a part of the school’s budget, perhaps.” He muttered quietly.

“Alright then, why don’t you escort her to the Nurse’s Office and make sure she makes it there?” Nagito opened his mouth. In that brief instance, your eyes met. A silent conversation was had. Your stomach twisted and turned into knots just looking at him, but maybe that was the toy too.

“Yes, Yukizome-sensei. Thank you for all your help.” He finally relented. He began to pack his work up slowly, and with a dramatic sigh. “Come on then.” He nodded towards the door. You stumbled out after him.

He said nothing as you walked into the hallway. You felt both more and less worried about being too obvious here next to him. He didn’t adjust the speed. However, he was walking slowly as you neared the end of the hallway, letting you catch up.

As soon as you turned the corner, however, he grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you away. You stifled a groan as he practically hauled you into the nearest empty classroom. He locked the door behind him.

“Woah, Ultimate classrooms lock?” You couldn’t help but look around in awe. He laughed, like he always did. It’d slipped out before you thought about it.

“This is a lab. Of course it locks.” He rolled his eyes. “God, you worms really don’t know anything about what it’s like not to crawl.” Even if you’d known nothing about him, the way he licked his lips with that glint in his eyes would have given away his perverted enjoyment. He wasted no more time, taking quick, sure strides to you and pressing you into the desk behind you so hard your back bent as you tilt yourself to meet his lips. The moans you’d been holding back came out in an embarrassing, guttural noise.You wrapped your legs around his waist, sliding back and sitting on the table.

His hands roamed over your body, groping you forcefully. His tongue found its way into your mouth with no hesitance. You couldn’t help but give into him. It seemed as though he was so sure that you were simply his, and he always had been.

“Turn around.” He ordered, like he wasn’t already moving your hips into the position that suited him best. You let him flip you over and push you onto the desk, hissing in pain. His hands quickly found their way under your skirt and under your panties. Things always moved quickly between the two of you, and today seemed to be the most rushed of all. Nagito finally, finally turned the vibrator off, pulling it from your panties with a wet noise. 

“Look at this-” He laughed, breathless as he held it up between his fingers right in front of your face. It shone in the sunset pouring through the windows. It would have been oddly beautiful if it weren’t just a luridly pink way for Nagito to fuck with you. You turned your head away, blatantly and needlessly disobeying him. He seemed less than impressed. He took your cheeks with the hand not holding the toy and angled your face towards him. It was a strain on your neck, but he just smiled at you. You hated that you had long since been able to determine what most of Nagito’s smiles meant. “If you don’t want this, then I suppose I could take it and leave.” 

“...then I guess you can stay.” Your words didn’t come out with nearly as much force as you wanted them to. His expression didn’t change. He simply made a soft noise of agreement, put the toy down on the desk carelessly on the desk, and plunged two fingers within you all at once. You practically shrieked, clutching onto the edges of the table with your nails.

“Ahaha… you’re dripping. I can feel it all the way down your thighs.” He purred. “I honestly didn’t even expect you to keep it in for a class, much less through the entire day.” He began to fuck his fingers in and out of you at a lazy, uncaring pace. You could barely focus on what he said. You’d covered up all day, and you simply didn’t have the energy to anymore. You could feel just how deep you needed him at the moment, and it had long since gotten uncomfortable. You shamelessly rocked your hips against his long fingers, hoping you could do it yourself if he wouldn’t. “Look at you! You’re even more desperate than usual. I’m sure you could have thrown yourself at any of those boys in your class.” He sneered, his pace quickening, as if it was your fault his imagination had angered him. Regardless, it was a welcome side effect. “I’ve seen the way they leer at women- at you- and you were so wet I think I could smell it-” 

“Shut up.” You whined, pressing your hips even more insistently against him. “God, you say such embarrassing shit!” You hissed, and if you weren’t already flushed, you likely would have gone red from just the way Nagito had phrased it.

“Shut up?” He repeated, tone even. His fingers completely stilled, just an inch of their tips still inside of you. You squeezed around them, bemoaning the loss. “Alright then, speak.” He grabbed ahold of your hair and pulled you up by the painful grip so his mouth was right by your ear. “I know you’re not above fucking in bathrooms and classrooms and even outside- so why not take one of them?”

You knew what he wanted. That was the only thing that made this violate, almost hateful thing between the two of you work. You always knew what he wanted, and he knew the same for you. You’d gravitated towards each other like the first look was a shared, whispered confession.

“I’m not interested in any of them.” You denied it to him. His grip on your hair tightened. The noise from your throat was frustrated, pained, and deeply aroused.

“Ah, no one from the class of rejects was interesting enough for you? Shocking.” His laughter was cold and mocking, the outburst of sound almost loud enough to be painful right by your ear. “But you don’t exactly show a propensity for interesting conversation, yourself.” He taunted. His hand slipped out of you, but around immediately to roughly grope one of your breasts. After only a moment, he slid it under your shirt and pulled down your bra. His fingers circled your nipples gently at first, which still threatened to cause your knees to give out on your over-stimulated body, but that only lasted a moment, too. He pinched and tugged, making you gasp and press your chest further into his hand. In that moment, he sank his teeth into the new bit of neck you’d just exposed as if he knew exactly how you’d react.

“You’ll leave marks-”

“What does it matter?” He cooed. “No one you’re interested in, right?” He licked the whole way up your neck and ear with the flat of his tongue, a warm, slimy feeling accompanying the filthy action. Despite that, you couldn’t help but want to get even closer to him, to feel that tongue over any inch of your body you could get it-

“Komaeda,” You grabbed at any piece of clothing you could reach behind you. “Komaeda.” You pleaded.

“Hmm?”

“I- I-” You knew exactly what he wanted to hear. You knew what he wanted. Always. “I don’t want them, I don’t want any Reserve Course guy-”

“Of course you don’t, who would?”

“No, no, I- I don’t want any Ultimate either.” The two of you had begun grinding against each other. You could feel his hard-on through all of your clothes. He was panting and moaning softly in your ear as you spoke. “Fuck, I- I want you, nobody else can- god, I want the way you fucking wreck me-”

There was a split second of unfastening and tugging and then-

“FUCK!” You shouted, making Nagito immediately clap a hand around your mouth at the reaction to his first brutal, perfect thrust. But even if he had had the capacity to scold you, you certainly didn’t have it to listen. Instead, you moaned unabashedly, though muffled by him, and spread your legs even wider. You wrapped your foot around the back of one of his calves and he set a pace that began to rock the desk with each thrust. You could do nothing but hold on as he gave as much as he got.

“Yes, yes, yes, my perfect, reprehensible pet,” Nagito babbled to his captive audience. His blazer had long since begun to slip off of his shoulders, and now he let it fall onto the floor. The sound of his hips hitting yours is almost louder than his voice. “You’re mine, you’re mine-” Even as you were connected intimately, he grabbed and squeezed whatever his wandering hands fell upon. “Mine to use, mine to make beg- they’re going to see your marks and know you belong to someone and not know who- like,” His crazed giggling broke his words apart. “Like some sort of stray with a collar!” He was laughing at you once more, but it felt only like another one of the overwhelming sensations about to make you cum. He grabbed your leg and put it on the desk as well, only going deeper within you. On the most lovely side of painful, he took you apart. Your mind blanked save for the feeling of his hands, his breath, his warmth against you-

With you tensing around him, he followed shortly after, his own moan unfettered by anything. The first thing you took note of was when you snapped out of your daze was the feeling of his cum inside of you. You were still too far gone to do much but moan, however, and slump onto the desk completely. Neither of you said anything when Nagito did the same, pressed up against and inside of you.

Deep cutting insults, praise that had been twisted and perverted, even the necessary intimacy for sex were easy for the two of you. The conversation that followed never was. More often than not, you gave up on it, letting the ringing in your ears speak for itself as you fixed yourselves to go back out to the world.

“Hey, um, where should…” You trailed off, holding up the toy. Nagito took it and stowed it away in his pocket. 

“Thank you.”

“No problem.”

Silence lingered on, and so did the two of you. You’d never admit it, but you always put on your clothes slower than usual when it was time for you to leave Nagito. To say you enjoyed his company was still a bit of a stretch, but right after you parted, the space around you always seemed so much more… empty. For a split second, your mind conjured an image of walking out holding hands, of going to grab dinner together-

“See you.” You said instead, shrugging your backpack over your shoulder, composed as you could while dismissing the man whose cum was still inside of you. He barely acknowledged you, a small nod and a twitch of the hand. You slipped out from the classroom, refusing to look back as you hurried your way down the dark, empty hallway.

[lesbian-mimic]

mimeanor really is the ultimate femme x butch ship

Eleanor and Mimic as a dynamic is just so fun they are out here making eachother worse, and thriving off each others agony, THE agony yuri

I tend to draw epilogues Mimic with Eleanor 99% of the time mostly because 1. they are both epilogue characters and 2. in an alternate universe where Eleanor is alive (but like has low energy) I’d feel she would have met the Mimic from around where the tftp epilogues take place.

Consider: Eleanor going through a bunch of rubble on the search for agony, finds this endo with a ton of agony, *I can use this*, profit!!!! Eleanor and her wicked henchman scowering the pizzaplex to create agony until Eleanor is given enough power (que tftp)

guh!!! mimeanor is awesome!!!

[rattlesnake-milk]

Rule of Fours (Deity Post)

Guh last post for tonight.

Enaahsa is definitely my second favorite and I fink tumblr will like him a lot. he's so confident but also doesn't acknowledge it and i love him for that. after this I'm gonna have to hold off his sister Saveru for a bit :( I'll be busy all weekend and school is starting and I just won't have the time. you WILL get Saveru, just maybe not until next weekend.

Anyway. I don't have followers so no one really cares. now onto ENAAHSA!!

🌑ENAAHSA☀️

“Most will go their whole life without witnessing the greatness you hold. You mustn’t dwell on the fact.” (pronounced en - aah - sah)

Enaahsa, what a power they hold. Their confused pelt is no representation of how they live. While it argues on it’s own on whether it’ll be black or gold, Enaahsa knows exactly what cat he was, is, and will become. Enaahsa was born with Saveru in the stars. His destiny was set from the start: Be loved, be doted upon, be worshipped. He was a kitten born with preeminence woven in his fur and power that could kill. And their self-assureness; Why, it may be more intense than the sun. He prances around and revels in the spirits that bow for them. They pity those who won’t pledge themselves to him. In Enaahsa’s mind they’re the only thing that will matter and ever could have mattered.

PLUH can't wait to dive into the dynamic with Enaahsa and M'hn because like M'hn would be so proud of her son and Enaahsa would be so proud of himself and just soaking up all the praise from his mom and hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i love that.

M'hn and Lsone are lesbians by the way if you didn't catch on

[cisnecorazon]

ooc ;

@laidenbreecatchall

#Guh#they drive me bonkers#i wish i had the metal capacity to rp with you. the way you think about these brothers muuah 🤌��🤌🏻#ive loved everything ive read so far of your stuff#i love thinking about their dynamic we dont in cannon#how do these estranged brothers act around eachother behind the scenes? how often do conflicted feeling swirl in their hearts?#how much more is it for Corazon than Doflamingo? Doflamingo is very self assured of his actions#confident in them. is Rosinante the same? does he have lingering feelings of the child in his heart that was taken care of and protected by#his brother? Rosinante knows of the horror of his brother and views him in such light. He knows what his brother has been up to in their-#time apart. Where as Doflamingo's perception of Rosinante is a sweet scared little boy who has done no wrong.#Its mentioned i believe that Cora never stared he was mute they just assumed so. Was it premeditated?#Or when Rosi first saw his brother could he not say a word? did he decide then he had nothing to say to him.#Nothing that could change his mind. Did Rosinante ever let Doflamingo actually see him? As Law saw him? his dorky true self?#It seems from what we've seen that he doesn't. And theres something Tragic for Doflamingo that he never actually knew his brother.#other than at his moment of death. and how comforting but possibly bitter it might have felt for Rosi. Knowing that his brother had lost-#the privilege of knowing him. The man who could have eveything he wanted through power and deception. would never know his own brother#he would never really know his “heart”

"he would never really know his "heart""

This has irreparably emotionally wounded me, in so many ways. First of all, I just wanted to say thank you so much for such a high compliment?! I am incredibly new in my portrayal of Corazon, at least, for the first time in many years, and it's incredibly bolstering to hear something like this.

I am simply dying to write an AU where Rosinante and Doflamingo either meet again and somehow come to an understanding after everything that has happened, or especially an AU where Rosinante forsakes the Navy in some way, shape or form with the express intent to save Doflamingo. Which, is pretty much the current plot of the One Piece High School manga.

Anyways, I really enjoyed reading every bit of this. Even if you aren't comfortable with roleplaying, definitely feel free to shoot me a message here or on my personal at any time! I love talking headcanons and ideas all hours of the day!

[seawing-vibes]

30. Dynamics that will not or can not happen in canon but you think would be fun? [Platonic or Romantic] or 31. First original character you made? When did you make them?

30. O this is a very interesting one!! I’ll list a familia, platonic, and romantic one..

Moray & Orca | Cousins ! But I think they could be interesting to think about! I’d love to see Morays frustration towards Orca about her death explored more. I’d imagine that they were actually incredibly close, Moray being a dragon Orca confided in about her powers, but Orca never told Moray about her plan to upspur her mother & Morays grief for her lost cousin presents itself in anger directed at Orca’s actions, and pushed Moray closer to Coral because, despite everything, Corals now her closest connection to her dead family. I just thing it could’ve been interesting to explore their dynamic more & what could’ve stemmed from it!

Crystal & Anemone | GUH THIS ONE. Im pretty confident a scene where they interact will never exist but they could be so interesting. Anemone meeting a princess who actually ran away and was able to start a new life away from the royal family?? Who took a partner from a different tribe than her own??? It could be so good. I just think they could be neat…

Abalone x Shark | My favorite ship that only I ship…. <3 I think it could add more layers o shark as a character, Moray’s disconnect from Shark, and reasoning as to why Shark was more generous with Tortoise when that seems to oppose his personality. Similarly, bringing together Abalones characters and added weight behind why he would stay with the eggs despite it all, giving him greater familial connection to the crown. I dunno! I think it could be so interesting! But I’m confident thats not going to happen!

31. My first oc was my sona, Tide! I made them in elementary school as a fankid of Tsunami & Riptide who could talk to & be possessed by Albatross. They were pretty cool back in elementary school lmao Ive just kept them as a sona ever since! My classic thang! Unfortunately I dont have any old drawings of them at the ready but theres some ancient tide art out there in the world ..

Questions are from this ask game!!

[atvbs]

TELL ME ABOUT THE VAL/WHI AU!! Please

GUH let me drop a lot of pieces i wrote down hehe

its going to be lengthy so ill tuck it under the cut

akito starts off as a florist (based off of his vivid old tale card) but after the disappearance of touya (and nene) he enlists and trains to become a knight in the 2-3 year time frame before the main story begins

touya and nene are childhood friends too!! i need more touyanene content so im just appealing to myself here with that lol but they met when touya used to run off to get away from his father - touya would watch nene practice acting and all the like :]

when touya was a little older (13ish) he would then meet akito. the two hit it off very well too - they became very close and akito would trespass into the castle grounds to visit touya at night. sometimes with flowers

the entire cast makes an appearance in this au for sure just many will have lesser roles outside of the gamer quartet, tsukasa, saki, amia, and rui. some are apart of the kingdom, some are just villagers, others are beings who help guide akito and emu to touya and nene

i have made it clear that touya and nene (and rui too) are fucked up and evil in this au yes... the two are mostly controlled by rui... touyas sword is the source of his powers and also controls him heavily.. and nene can become a dragon. yeah <3

touya is abs merciless and at the beginning of the main story. he attacks the kingdom with nene. injures tsukasa and some others. and kidnaps saki.

emu is a close friend of nene, tsukasa, and rui and thats another reason why she wants to travel with akito bc she too has been trying to find nene

emu is also somewhat clairvoyant, can read minds, purify and heal injuries, and has magical powers teehee so where akito falls short emu def can carry. the two balance each other out and end up making a good team

mafuyu, ena, and meiko appear as hermits (footsteps event set) who akiemu encounter and they end up helping guide the two

same with shizuku, haruka, and luka who appear as fairies (shizukus recent focus event set)

also to backup a little but bc emu was a close friend of nene. and that touya and nene were childhood friends. and that touya and akito were very close. these four have def interacted as a group before and consider each other friends. though akiemu was prob the dynamic where they were the least close of them all

((im going to add in that akty established qpps in this au teehee yeah its my au and i get to make the rules))

rui is also corrupted hes not evil by default no he used to be apart of the kingdom too in the past but he left on a quest several years back and never returned. he was in search of an ancient and powerful magic that ended up being imbued with evils and took him over...

when touya and nene ran away and were overall very vulnerable rui convinced them that he can make sure they can have the power to protect themselves if they agree to work with him. they did. and boom. fucked up and evil........ this also is what ends up happening to saki..

rui being corrupted with this evil magic desires to take over the kingdom....

((and yeas everyone becomes purified by the end of the story and theres abs a good ending bc i REFUSE to kill anyone off permanently))

and despite touya being corrupted. there are several moments where akito has been able to break through to him just a little. these two are insanely close ofc so it makes sense right? touya sees the rose earring he gave akito. a memory resurfaces briefly and he stops attacking and whatnot for a moment. haha. its emotional. explodes.

also epic akito and touya sword duel bc yeah. i think it would be cool. and AUHGHFFHHGHD

its akito and emu vs. touya and nene really tho. which god. the image is in my head and. explodes explodes explodes.

okay i think thats all i have for now. this is really long oops. teehee <3

[ursafootprints]

🐝🪳🦗

🐝 Recommend a fic with great symbolism, or themes, something really clever, or like. just something you could write a whole literary essay about!

Rebuild by tuesday! This one is one of my favoritefavoritefavorites– I love the theme of Tony being a futurist and how that means he can see where his relationship with Peter might be going and is trying soso hard to stave it off, guh. I read this one early on in my Starker spiral and it definitely influenced a lot of my own headcanons and characterizations for Tony!

🪳 Recommend a great AU!

Touchpoint by RoamingSignals (@spider-mancan)! No-powers boss/employee AU. I’m not typically one for mundane AUs, but I looove this one– Rome’s characterization of both Tony and Peter is always so great, and the details of Peter’s backstory make the whole thing so simultaneously heartbreaking and cathartic.

🦗 Recommend any fic, wild card!

the friendly neighborhood by postelectric! Absolutely love this take on Peter and the kind of person he would become without being so enmeshed in the MCU plotline, and what kind of dynamics that would create between he and Tony in a universe where Tony never really stopped ghosting him after Homecoming until he grew up. Love the characterizations here.

(now seems like the time to note that if one has already perused my bookmarks on AO3, likely none of these will be a surprise, but I like talking about recs anyway!!!)

Thank you for playing 💖💖💖

[zeldahime]

i do not intend to be yucking anybody's yum here, if you actually like it more power to you and i hope you're having a ball

but i cannot stand this dynamic that i see all over the place, where people take the main ship and make them the Mommy and Daddy, and the other (usually adult!!!!) characters into Their Children

like i keep seeing this in many many fandoms (like leverage, and marvel, and b99, and mdzs, and now even good omens, where all involved parties are literally thousands of years old) and it's so so sooooo irritating to me. and there's not exactly a tag i can block to avoid seeing it.

guh. ngrk. grrrrr.

[nalyra-dreaming]

That part of the interview bugged me so much but if it's true it would add an interesting dynamic to all the moments where Sam's acting didn't quite fit the scene : he couldn't keep the mask on due to what he was hearing and he was stopping himself from reacting further.

Regarding episode 4, in another interview I've seen around Sam sayd that he worked with Rollin Jones a bit about what Lestat was doing in the extra 100 years he had, and they said their idea was that Lestat woke up from a deep sleep before going to New Orleans. It fits with TVL, that sleep could be the one Marius woke him up from, then he met Akasha and drank both Marius' blood and Akasha's. He got a power upgrade that he doesn't yet master fully by the time he gets to New Orleans. In that way, maybe in episode 4 during the "dumb scene", he hears only bits and pieces of their conversation and hm going "oh i see how it's goinf to be" could be the moment he decides to strenthen that part of his skills. We know vampires need to learn and train to master their powers. It is possible that the more Claudia grew up and had more and more "private" conversations with Louis, the more he became desperate to strengthen this particular skill until he managed to reach the range he has in episode 6.

A scene where I think the theory of Lestat hearing their brodcast doesn't work is the the chess scene in episode 6. Claudia is talking right in front of him about being a slave to Lestat, how he hurts them, how they don't need him any more and they should kill him and Lestat doesn't react ONCE. Not even when Claudia says she's going to kill him. Not when Claudia says Louis wants to kill him and he will enjoy it and Louis doesn't deny it, not even then does Lestat react. He's playing his game and he loses and he throws his temper tantrum.

Regarding Antoinette being used as a spy/radio, what bugged me about the idea was why didn't Antoinette read Claudia's and Louis' minds? Their actual idle thoughts not just the broadcasting. She should have been able to do it and she should have known about Tom Anderson at some point during the party.

Oh yes, that could also very well be, right! It's true, they need to practice, so that is a very valid theory. In regards to that chess game... I know what you mean, but... what if it's the other way around. What if he drones on because it is what he needs to keep the mask on. And what if he actually lashes out there at the end because he hears Claudia plan his murder, and she cannot be reached by him anymore - and Louis not rejecting the notion that he wants it, too? Imho that would fit, too.

(And, just as a thought... him knowing the slave metaphor... ugh he would be petty enough to pick it up in the train on purpose. Guh.)

Re Antoinette: Yeah, but it is canon that fledglings get weaker the more are made in a certain timeframe. Lestat had already made Gabrielle and Nicki before he came over.

He then made Louis, and only a few years down the line Claudia. Who canonically cannot make another on her own. It stands to reason that Antoinette imho was actually even weaker (as a vampire and in vampire skills, Antoine was very weak in the books) and I think the only reason she was able to overpower Claudia was because she was physically taller. (She grabs her by the hair and uses the angle and height.) And... I mean. IF Lestat had won this game... he wouldn't have wanted Antoinette gloating to Louis that Lestat knew everything. I said it in the other ask but that would have been such a blow. BETRAYAL. In capital letters. Lestat probably (rightfully) thought it wise to keep the broadcasting from her, too. He wanted to keep Louis after all.

[himebushou]

A quick update; some more thoughts on Shaman King 2021 — and this time, it's Episodes 33-37!

Episode 33

The last instalment of Mt Osore La Voile and wow... I was just on the verge of weeping the whole time. It's so sweet to see the reciprocated feelings between Yoh and Anna (and the fact that Yoh was the one who doki'd first? 2001 made their relationship feel a bit one-sided, somehow) and this flashback makes it pretty clear that no, Yoh loves his bride-to-be a looot.

The revelation that Anna can read minds is one that I have to come to grips with because it raises questions about everything that's gone before; I think the lack of foreshadowing makes it a bit iffy but whatever, it just really illustrates how much of a powerhouse Anna is.

But damn — the origins of the 1080 beads and Yoh's necklace? My heart...

I love Matamune. I am so sad about what passed between him and Hao and how he holds it in his heart even now... I'm trying not to scroll through the Shaman King tag too much in order to avoid spoilers but sheesh, it's hard when I wanna reblog fanart! But yeah, I definitely love Matamune... sobs...

The ending poem really got to me. I loved the way it was sang.

Episode 34

HOROHORO REMAINS THE COOLEST

And that just makes it seem like I'm making a lousy joke but for reaaaalll, he's such a cool character — "I suck at math!" — and a good person, guh!

And his dad just being right there?? What??

(Glad to see Pirica finally getting some screen time; she was so much more prominent in 2001.)

And poor Ren being traumatised at the thought of being Sleeping Beauty'd good grief HIS EXPRESSIONS ARE TOO FUNNY

Ren: As far as I'm concerned, I owe you another one

Yoh: But if you died, how would I call in those favours?

SCREAMNS. YELLS. WHAT AN EXCELLENT DYNAMIC.

Episode 35

KOORI NO SEKAIIIII. Hyoutei intensifies!

Love the way Horohoro (the coolest) pulled off that combination attack — and I think it says a lot about his power that he flawlessly worked with strangers' spirits. Once again, he is just a top-notch kid.

Marco has issues, man. Why is he always hitting Lyserg fjgkfk MARCO STOP

And my first intro to Gandhara! They definitely have a presence! I can't wait to see more of them!

Ooft. I did wonder if the babies' dad might've been killed by Joco.

Mikihisa is still adopting everyone.

Episode 36

I saw a post that reflected that all of the past few episodes have taken place on the SAME DAY and wow, what a wild day it's turning out to be!!

I literally cannot believe my job is keeping me from watching more Shaman King right now SOBS

But bloody hell!!! Muntzer possessing Seyrarm the whole time? MY JAW DROPPED

Team Bleeding / Dying / Throwing Up showing up to save the day at the end OH MY HEART

Episode 37

Hao just. Hopped away. Just like that. We didn't even see him leave. He was just gone.

Wow... so everyone is gonna die and be reborn again to boost their mana, huh? Gandhara are pretty kind to be freaking healing everyone every 5 seconds (though! It wasn't explicitly stated that Yoh was healed by them so huh, maybe our boy did manage to heal himself after all).

Man, Joco losing his eyesight... his upgrade was seriously cool.

The Golem arc wrapped up a bit toooo quickly, but it was still good stuff! There was a lot of drama and it was nice (?) to see Lyserg work with the team... but I have to say that the X-Laws are freaking lenient to be letting him run off all the time, lol

And it's nice to have clarification that Anna can't read minds anymore!

Phew... Manta. It's hard to take the depth of his and Yoh's friendship that seriously because he spends so much time getting overwhelmed by the situation, complaining ("Why didn't Yoh tell ME about his past?") and just plain running away. The friendship has probably been one of the victims of the intense pace but... I know Manta is Yoh's first human friend, but the poignancy just doesn't feel like it's there, which is really sad.

And even Yoh is a bit of a funny one. I love him a lot but it feels like his values flip-flop depending on who he's talking to; his ideals seem to change according to what works for the narrative in that very moment. And then you have Anna (and occasionally Ryu or Ren or someone) giving a speech about why Yoh is so powerful, and sometimes it lands, but other times... boyo's values feel they lack conviction (probably because, "Everything will work out in the end."). And while that is SUPER understandable for a 14-year-old, it is a bit distracting for a protagonist...

So while I loved the Yoh of the flashback, I wish that I could really love the Yoh of the actual Shaman Fight...

I still have 10+ episodes left, so I hope I get hit with a wave of emotion!

Oh, and Lyserg has very Lelouch-like features. The chin!

[icharchivist]

 Merlin: Com’on that’s enough. Arthur: What? Merlin: You had your fun my friend. Arthur: ... do I know you? Merlin: i’m Merlin. Arthur: So I don’t know you. Merlin: ...No? Arthur: Yet you called me friend. Merlin: ..... That was my mistake. Arthur: Yes, I think so. Merlin: Ye... I’ve never had a friend who could be such an ass.

Arthur: Or I one that could be so stupid. Tell me Merlin, do you know how to walk on your knees? Merlin: Nope. Arthur: would you like me to help you?

Merlin: .. i wouldn’t do that if i were you. Arthur: Why? What are you going to do to me? Merlin: You have no idea. Arthur: Be my guest! Come on! Come on!

I would have posted the subtitles as such f  they worked consistantly bc their faces during the whole exchange man.

Way to go for a first meeting guys. 

[sandsorghum]

GOOD COP/BAD COP/WORST COP with the JJK Characters

Imagine it’s a Mafia/Detective AU (no powers). You and your partner in crime/work have captured an enemy and need to get information out of them. You have 12 hours. Ethics may or may not be on the table, it’s up to you which tack you want to take. But which characters are more suited to blackmailing versus beguiling, what’s the best dynamic for you two, or will you switch it up? Let’s find out.

GOOD COPS

It’s on you to be the brute, the bully, the villain who suggests 6 or 7 is still a high generous number of fingers for them to have, relative to the total possibilities available to you. And those possibilities, like your patience is rapidly dwindling. Your partner will try to dissuade you, saying there’s no need to fall back on such barbaric tactics, they’re sure your captive can be convinced with logic. He see the dire straits he’s in, he wouldn’t want the situation getting direr, now would he?

They really don’t want to leave the captive and you alone in the room, because your partner can’t guarantee the amount of fingers they’ll walk out of here with - if they walk at all. And dragging themselves out by ivory stubs doesn't sound very pleasant, right?

Utahime Iori

Nanami Kento

Yaga Masamichi

Shoko Ieiri

Kasumi Miwa

Inumaki Toge

GOOD COPS (MOSTLY)

These characters will let their presence do the work, or rather, it’s the contrast with yours which is pulling a lot of the weight. You’ll have to snarl threats at your captive, They’ll never see the light of day or their family again unless they confess. If that doesn’t work, your partner is stepping in calmly, ordering you to exit the room, which you do, in an exaggerated fit of rage. Your partner will take over, approaching things analytically, explaining to the enemy their options, or rather, lack thereof. If the captive is delusional enough to think they can still get away, it’s time for some teamwork. You return to the room, switching on Seething Mode to remind them who they’re dealing with. Your partner will take a step back, but god help the fool if they insult you. “You don't intimidate me, you're pathetic. You don't know your place, I bet you've never even been hit by a man you little bitch- guh!” A single punch will send teeth rattling to the concrete, the victim’s gums barely have time to gush out blood before he’s kicked in the stomach, sending the chair to which he’s bound toppling backwards. Pressing a foot to the man’s sternum, your co-worker’s impressive frame slowly squishing the air from him, they’ll growl “Don’t you ever dare speak to my partner like that again.” If you develop a little crush on them that day, who can blame you?

Fushiguro Megumi

Okkotsu Yuta

Itadori Yuji

Todou Aoi

Kokichi Muta

Noritoshi Kamo

Higuruma Hiromi

Mai

BAD COPS

These are the characters you’ll have to hold back, reminding them there’s no point to the interrogation if the captive dies before they can give the information, or before it’s verified. They’ve honed their aura to one of perfect menace, and the air is crackling with tension. Even you, who know them, are slightly scared and it shows, which is extra effective in intimidating your captive when he picks up on it.

It may be the sullen, brooding kind like Choso’s, who suggests the most savage, horrific things in a chillingly disaffected manner. He’s bored of your routine of civility, and just wants to get this over with.

Or maybe it’s the type to boil over into an outburst, like Nobara, who is frustrated that she isn’t getting any answers while the clock is ticking down.

They won’t wait for their superiors’ approval or permission, “We’ve tried your way, now let’s do mine. I guarantee it’ll be faster.”

They don’t care about the repercussions, only the results. Either way, next to these characters you’d look like a saint, one who’s accepting final prayers and confessions.

Choso Kamo

Kugisaki Nobara

Mei Mei

Maki

Naoya Zenin

BOTH COPS

Honestly, you can sit back and admire or learn from these characters’ masterclasses in manipulation. Maybe they’re showing off a little, but it is impressive how smoothly they switch between being friendly and threatening, sometimes even before your captive can differentiate the two and notice the change, failing to identify the scorpion’s sting in their honeyed words, or how they're already at the mercy of your partner’s whims.

You shudder to think of being in their place, every crevice cracked open by the brunt and precision of your partner's charisma, how, with scalpel-like incisiveness and intuition, they slice apart someone’s secrets based off a single turn of phrase or tremor in their tone. They discuss the most cruel scenarios with the most cavalier voice, earnestly articulating their own reluctance to resort to those methods; not because of any moral objection, obviously, but because it’s deeply inconvenient for them.

It’s this type of callous honesty that makes your captive completely believe they’ll follow through with the threats. You also marvel at the simplicity with which these partners execute emotional whiplash, in the same stroke bringing the captive a cup of coffee and a photo suggesting something sinister about to compromise the thing or person most precious to your prisoner.

This is not the impressive part, you could do that; what is amazing and what maybe only they can do, is the way they navigate through every negative emotion in the captive’s lashing out. Denial, wrath, bargaining, sorrow - at every stage your partner has the ideal comeback to confirm the feeling of futility and dread, the perfectly calibrated retort to exacerbate their suffering, to propel them to the finality of acceptance. At their lowest, most vulnerable state, your partner delivers a killing blow: A kind word or perhaps, a gentle touch on the arm.

It’s breathtaking to watch, how quickly your captives cave in to the prospect of assurance, when you’ve been trying to deal with them for the past three hours. You have seen them do this so many times, expression solemn, voice dripping concern.

“You’re the only one who can save them, tell me how.”

It’s as if the enemy completely forgets the ropes binding them to the chair, desperate for this offer, this pantomime of humanity.

“Promise me they’ll be safe.”

“I won’t lie to you, one professional to another. You know the nature of our work, the atrocities this career demands we commit. Call them what you want, occupational hazards, sacrifices, perks to a few. You did them to provide a better life, didn’t you? And you didn’t complain until it caught up with you. I don’t doubt I’ll end up in this position too some day, it’s inevitable in this business, and I admire that you haven’t begged for mercy. But now my respect won’t let me deceive you, I can’t make any promises, but I swear I’ll do everything I can to save them.”

It doesn’t matter how many times this lie is performed in front of you, or the multitude of captives. It’s mesmerizing. Their last mistake is to succumb to the false hope your partner dangles in front of them, not knowing it isn't a rope out of the pit, but a noose they've fashioned for themselves.

Every time this particular partner steps in, envy and rumours swirl around your organisation that they’ve broken their record again, the fastest timing for them or anyone to get a confession, how do they do it? You’re in the same room with them, and even you can’t quite tell.

A feeling of dread creeps over you as you wonder if they’ve ever turned such tactics on to you, for lower stakes, or for the thrill of it. You can only hope to learn enough of their mind’s machinations to defend yourself, should that day ever come.

Geto Suguru

Gojo Satoru

Kenjaku

Yuki Tsukumo

BONUS: OUTRIGHT CRUEL COPS

Torture first, questions later. It’s not much of a motto, but it’s their modus operandi. Your victim gets skinned, starting from one shoulder - and that’s them showing restraint. You argue that the captive won’t be able to answer if he passes out from the pain, but these partners are experts, knowing how to harness just enough agony to keep their victims on the very knife-edge of consciousness. Their techniques are probably the second fastest, but not necessarily very accurate. Those recently made paraplegics tend to say anything to get pointy objects away from their irises.

Toji Fushiguro

Ryomen Sukuna

Mahito (obviously)

[makeste]

I just wanna enable you to talk more about Katsuki so. top 5 (or 10, or however many you feel like) Bakugou romantic ships? not like number 1 will be a surprise but hey ;p

ah, shipping. the perfect topic with which to take a breather from leg puns and the quirkless!Bakugou debate. nothing controversial about ships lmao.

disclaimer: these are literally just my favorite Bakugou ships, as asked. I have few to no NOTPs, and I’m not anti-anything, nor do I have any opinions on whether or not any of these will or should become canon (as it really makes no difference to me, since I ship them all platonically as well). basically I have no skin in the “shipping somehow has winners and losers” game. I’m just here for the emotional energy and the lulz and the character development.

anyways this is a top six because I couldn’t bear to leave either of my two favorite rarepairs out whoops.

BakuDeku - like you said anon, not a surprise lol. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; for me, these two are the core of the series. honestly it sometimes strikes me as ironic that this ship is so often written off as abusive or unhealthy or toxic, because I often find myself thinking that roughly 90% of all of Bakugou and Deku’s problems could be sorted out just by them communicating with each other. and I don’t mean just their own specific relationship problems -- I mean all of their problems. Bakugou is having an emotional crisis about something? have him talk to Deku. Deku’s overwhelmed by a problem and way overthinking it? have him talk to Bakugou! they balance each other out, is the thing. when one of them veers off course, the other is the compass to steer them back on track. that’s the power of rivals!! and aside from that, this relationship is just so complex, and I am weak for absolutely all of it. it’s just this perfect blend of push and pull and friction and trust. it’s the type of ship where the two of them have such a strong connection that it’s like gravity; they can’t help but orbit the other, even when that orbit is sometimes unsteady. it’s just such a powerful bond and just... guh. I have way too many emotions about it so I am just going to STOP NOW and move on to the next ship.

TodoBaku - so by now we have reached a point where pretty much everyone in class 1-A is an expert on handling Bakugou, and ngl, it’s my favorite thing ever. but what makes the TodoBaku relationship so especially appealing is that Shouto is completely unafraid to just step right up and declare his friendship to the entire world. Todoroki “I’m calling it like it is” Shouto, who, after giving the matter careful consideration, correctly judged himself and Bakugou to be the closest of friends, and thus decided that they should intern together and he should introduce him to his family and get his sister to cook his favorite foods. and the entire time, Bakugou is all “please no one listen to this delusional freak, we are not friends at all,” even as he proceeds to get himself involved in all of the Todoroki family drama, and saves Shouto’s brother’s life, and learns all of his sister’s recipes, and presumably cries himself to sleep at night wondering how he could have let this happen.

Kacchako - what I like about Ochako’s relationship with Katsuki is that she’s one of the few people who’s not afraid to call him out on his shit. she’s not just warmly tolerant of him like some of the others; she has expectations of him, and will unabashedly express her sound disappointment if he fails to be the person she knows he’s capable of being. I feel like Ochako has no patience for him taking his sweet time with his character development, and is just “goddammit young man, just sort your shit out with Deku already and go back to being best friends like you both so clearly want, and while you’re at it please try to treat other people less like garbage”, and various other things that are all true but that he of course hates to hear, but TOO BAD lol. anyway so I love that, and I love that she’s just as stubborn as he is. and I also love that there’s genuine, mutual respect between the two of them as well. never forget that Katsuki is the one who first brought out Ochako’s homicidal badass side. anyway so they basically complement each other very well, and I have my fingers crossed that one of these days Horikoshi will decide to actually have them interact with each other again because damn.

KiriBaku - Kirishima, on the other hand, is warmly tolerant of Bakugou, and openly admiring of him even, but it tends to be in a way that brings out Bakugou’s best qualities. Kiri just has this way of bringing out Bakugou’s confidence in himself. like, he’s very good at saying precisely the right words to make Bakugou grin that smirky little grin of his, the one that’s all “oh yeah, that’s right, I’m a badass.” and seeing as Bakugou, for all his pride and bluster, is surprisingly prone to having mini crises of confidence, this is a valued skill that I’m very grateful to Kiri for having! and what’s nice is that Bakugou is very good at returning the favor, since Kiri is prone to crises of confidence as well. the little flashback right before Kiri unveils Unbreakable for the first time is one of my favorite moments in the series. when this ship is firing on all cylinders they really bring out the best in each other. and also they are both dumb bros which is an extremely undervalued dynamic. I love it when Bakugou is all “HEY KIRISHIMA LET ME BLOW YOU UP A BIT” and Kiri is just like “YEAHHHH!” heh.

KamiBaku - and now for the first of the two rarepairs! first of all I would just like to state that I absolutely cannot fathom why KamiBaku is a rarepair to begin with, unless it’s simply because everyone is already too obsessed with the previously mentioned ships. but at any rate it’s a damn shame, because the cuteness of this ship is off the fucking charts, and right now it’s all just going to waste. what I adore more than anything about this ship is the way Bakugou tolerates every single fucking thing Kaminari does and LETS HIM GET AWAY WITH IT. he lets him call him “Kacchan.” he lets Kaminari manhandle him into various getups (the A Band shirt; the Santa outfit) on multiple occasions while putting up absolutely no fight. he basically allows him an almost unprecedented level of closeness, which Kaminari proceeds to BLATANTLY TAKE ADVANTAGE OF at every turn seemingly unchecked! and he is the all time champ at tricking Bakugou into participating in social interactions (tying the ribbon to his foot during the Christmas gift exchange, telling him he won’t get any food at the New Year’s feast if he doesn’t help cook, etc.). he just loves him and wants him to be included. honestly this one of the most adorable relationships in the entire goddamn series and I am tired of it being slept on. the people deserve more KamiBaku dammit.

IidaBaku - last but not least, a relationship between two people who I’m pretty sure have only actually interacted with each other a handful of times, and most of those times involved them shouting at each other! ah, yes. the stick in the mud and the delinquent. god’s natural enemies. except that in this case the “delinquent” is a star student who tutors other kids and goes to bed every night at 8:30, and the stick in the mud once hatched a legitimate plot to kill a man. what I am trying to say is that these two are actually WAY more alike than they would ever care to admit, and I’m kind of obsessed with it?? this is one of those ships where all it would take is one well-applied trope and the possibilities are endless. you could literally just pick one out of a hat. fake dating, roommates, only one bed, undercover as lovers, WHATEVER. and not only does this have the potential to be the most hilarious ship in the history of time, but it also has potential to be disarmingly, shockingly sweet, I shit you not. there are a couple of little moments in the light novels that I absolutely adore, where they’re each taking care of the other with the other having absolutely no idea. Iida makes about four attempts to tuck Bakugou in during the forest training camp arc because his covers have fallen off and he doesn’t want him to catch a chill, and Bakugou unknowingly returns the favor by preventing Iida from stumbling across the preparations for his own surprise birthday party before the others are finished getting ready. by shoving Iida into an elevator and ordering him to go back to his room with absolutely no explanation given lmao. anyway, but the point is the potential is definitely there for cuteness and chemistry and mutual respect while arguing nonstop like an old married couple.

so there you go! honestly Bakugou somehow has chemistry with just about everyone in his class, which is super impressive for someone with the personality of a rabid wolf spider. god bless him.

[bronzewool]

Debating whether to change the established dynamic between Lysis and Brilynn, so instead of them being childhood friends and lovers who are seperated from each other for over half the series and have this big ass reunion after nearly a year apart.

To them officially meeting in the second half of the series when Brilynn figures out the big plot twist and dumps ancient tech info on Lysis and the McGuffin power generator in her chest, while Lysis isn’t taking in any of this important plot info because her stupid jock brain is too busy staring into the nerdy archeologist’s eyes like “guh, smart gurl pwetty.”