#he's barely being manipulated tbh i think he's just like that

[wolfertinger]

wis really does just make every slight against salem somehow sawyers fault huh? Like people here discuss how salem only ever draws porn (multiple times, even) of one of wis' asexual characters, said thats a bit weird (its not even a big deal, just an observation), and wis writes a coke rant about how this is all apparently a complicated method to make salem want to date sawyer again. i dont think sawyer even commented once on the asexual furry porn. I think at most hes said wis and salem are bad for each other and frankly, if wis' crack rants are any judgement- yeah they are lmao. also "i dont speculate on relationships i just use what their ex told me!" oh so, when you inserted yourself into a rape situation and immediately downplayed it to the victim during their mental breakdown you weren't 'speculating' ? when you constantly tried to downplay your own actions by saying you 'didn't know the whole story' you weren't speculating? when you said over and over that it couldn't be rape, just bad sex, and then oh i guess it wasnt just bad sex it was 'sex with a person who cant consent' that wasnt you speculating? you just ran to a woman accused of rape, who CONFESSED to it, multiple times, and has agreed that she was abusive and manipulative too and took her word for everything? admit you dont consider any of this 'speculating on relationships' because youre addicted to making sawyer into a monster- for gods fucking sake wis in the paragraph above this you literally SPECULATE THAT ANONS TALKING ABOUT ASEXUAL FURRY PORN WAS SAWYER TRYING TO GET SALEM BACK. god i fucking hate this cracker bitch and her pathologic need to lie about a rape victim. mari could tell wis sawyer is a little green alien who can pull their own brain out with a finger and she would start posting about how this is the real facts (but would never post a picture of proof because its fucking discord gossip with a rapist)

tbh. with her behavior, i genuinely believe she sees sawyer as a threat, to her and salem. why, i literally do not know. because her obsession with sawyer, would make me upset, if i were her partner. how is it she can post paragraph after paragraph, about how this random person is evil. but cannot bother to write more than a sentence or a keysmash, on salem's art. she can tear apart other artists, for being "one note andys", or for making music that isnt her cup of tea, but cannot even think of anything positive or constructive to say, on art she likes.

she is a wholly hateful person. and when she sees someone going above her. she tries dragging them down, to her level. rather than looking inward, and wondering why it is, she hates this individual she has barely spoken to, and has admitted, she enjoys being cruel, to.

[ranticore]

officially obsessed with the Plains Powercouple. can you tell wildfire that i envy him soooo bad

ghsjdg this seems to be the general consensus. wildfire better not catch you looking at his tiercel though stomp stomp stomp

[izanacore]

“after hours” | bonten men x reader

mini-collection 𓂃⋆.˚

synopsis: as a bonten executive, y/n treats hooking up with bonten men after meetings like just another part of the job—routine, effortless, and far too easy to stop.

characters: manjiro “mikey” sano, haruchiyo sanzu, ran haitani, rindou haitani, hajime kokonoi, fem!reader

warnings: smut (18+), explicit sexual content, multiple partners, rough sex, anal sex, semi-public sex, spanking, spitting, cumplay, hair pulling, degradation, choking, dirty talk, objectification, power imbalance, manipulation, possessiveness, markings, orgasm control, overstimulation, light humiliation, drug usage, alcohol usage, smoking, non-consensual image sharing, mean sanzu, reader being a bitch, bonten men being menaces, toxic dynamics, dubious consent (consensual but with coercive undertones), exhibitionism (y/n being watched), implied criminal activity, unsafe situations, minor aftercare but mostly neglect, mild sadism, and very filthy vibe.

notes: wrote this out of nowhere tbh. this is very flithy. i also wanna say that i really think the haitani brothers are sweet when it comes to their girl (sometimes) and not the manipulative womanizer type, but that’s just my hc (is it canon? idk!). and please, i’ve written every content warning i could think of (i’m considerate like that), so please read at your own risk. again, this is flithy. anyway, enjoy! credits to the fanart i used above.

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part 1

the private lounge smelled of expensive liquor, sweat, and sin. dim lights cast shadows over the leather couches, the sound of bass thumping through the floors beneath them. it was routine now—business first, then pleasure. bonten’s little after-meeting tradition. drinking, getting high, and letting loose like they owned the world. because, well, they did.

y/n lounged beside ran, her legs draped over his lap, glass in hand, his arm snug around her waist like she belonged there. and she did—at least for tonight. she took a sip, the burn of alcohol making her hum before her eyes flickered to kakucho, who was already standing.

“c’mon, kakucho, you’ve never joined our after-meeting sessions.” she tilted her head, pouting before smirking. “i’ll let you play with my tits.” then she drank, the ice clinking against the glass.

kakucho exhaled sharply. “fuck off, y/n. i’m going.”

she clicked her tongue. “boo. god, you’re so boring.”

he ignored her completely, turning to mocchi and takeomi. “c’mon, we have to take care of the clients.”

y/n groaned, rolling her eyes as she leaned further into ran. “you too, mocchi? takeomi?” she huffed, fingers tapping against the rim of her glass before she suddenly grinned. “ugh, fine, go ahead. you just missed a chance of getting a free blowjob!” her voice rang through the room, teasing, shameless.

the three of them didn’t even flinch. used to her mouth, to the filth that spilled from it like it was a normal thing to say. kakucho shut the door without looking back, and y/n simply scoffed before taking another sip.

not like she had sex with everyone… well. okay, maybe something did happen between her and the haitani brothers. and sanzu. and even… mikey. but it was casual. nothing that could affect their work at bonten. just a way to blow off steam, to release tension in the most primal way possible. they were just having fun.

“why don’t you blow me instead, y/n?” sanzu’s voice cut through the music, lazy and dripping in amusement. “i’ll fuck that pretty mouth of yours so you’ll finally shut the fuck up.” a smirk played on his lips as ran and rindou chuckled beside him.

y/n turned to glare at sanzu, already flipping him off before she suddenly gasped dramatically.

“mikey!!!” she whined, pushing off ran’s lap and making her way to the man sitting at the head of the lounge. she plopped down onto his lap, arms wrapping around his neck as she buried her face against his shoulder. “they’re ganging up on me again.”

mikey didn’t react. barely spared her a glance as he pulled a cigarette from his pack, tucking it between his lips.

but don’t get it wrong. y/n was his favorite. she got the special princess treatment—more than anyone else in bonten. sure, she was a little unhinged, maybe even on sanzu’s level, but that’s what made mikey keep her around. the smartest of them all. she kills just like sanzu. no remorse.

and without thinking, as if her body had memorized the action, she reached into the pocket of her blazer, flicked her lighter open, and brought the flame to the end of mikey’s cigarette.

mikey inhaled, the tip burning red, before exhaling a slow stream of smoke.

the lounge was drowning in smoke and sin, the bass-heavy music vibrating through the floor. drinks kept pouring, the air thick with the scent of liquor and something dangerously indulgent.

then koko spoke up, tossing a small package onto the table. “here’s the one you wanted, sanzu.”

sanzu’s eyes lit up as he snatched it, tearing it open with practiced ease. “finally. some good fucking shit after dealing with those annoying-ass clients.”

he poured the fine powder onto the glass table, leaning in to take his share. the rush was instant, his pupils dilating as he let out a satisfied sigh. “fuck. that hit nice.” he turned to ran, waving a hand toward the powder. “try this. better than last time.”

ran didn’t need to be told twice. he leaned down, did the same, and so did the rest of them.

glasses clinked, slurred cheers filled the air. everyone was too high, too drunk, too far gone.

y/n swayed with the music, lost in the haze, her body moving on instinct. she pressed back against ran, rolling her hips as his hands found her waist, his breath hot against her neck.

she should slow down.

she was too high for this.

but fuck it.

pushing off ran, she stumbled toward the table, dropping to her knees as she reached for another line of powder—

only to have her head yanked back by a fist in her hair.

“enough of that, princess. try this instead.”

sanzu’s voice was a slow drawl, and before she could react, he slipped a pill between her lips, fingers pressing against her tongue.

y/n didn’t even flinch. she held his gaze as she sucked on them, slow and teasing, letting her tongue drag along his fingers before finally swallowing. then she stuck her tongue out, showing him the evidence, eyes dark with amusement.

“did you just get hard from me kneeling in front of you?” she taunted, lips curling into a smirk.

his grip on her hair tightened in an instant.

“fuckin’ brat.”

before she could blink, he yanked her up, shoving her backward—straight into rindou.

“shit.” rindou caught her with ease, her back pressed against his chest, his hands settling low on her hips. she could feel the way his breath hitched, the way his fingers twitched against the fabric of her dress.

sanzu’s grin was sharp, eyes blown wide. “and so what if i’m hard just looking at you?” his voice was low, edged with something dark. “you’re practically a walking sex toy.”

his fingers traced the inside of her thigh, slow, deliberate—

but y/n slapped his hand away without hesitation, shooting him a glare.

then she raised her middle finger at him, smirking. “get out of my sight, haru.”

sanzu just chuckled, dropping onto the couch with his legs spread wide, licking his teeth.

the heat in the room was suffocating, a mix of smoke, alcohol, and the lingering haze of ecstasy.

“fuck, it’s getting hot,” y/n muttered, slipping off her blazer, revealing the curve-hugging dress beneath.

rindou was quick to help, fingers grazing her bare shoulders as he pressed lazy kisses along her skin. his hands moved lower, squeezing her tits without hesitation. she barely reacted—she was used to this by now. at least with them. the haitani brothers and sanzu had a habit of touching her whenever they pleased. during meetings, in passing, anywhere they wanted.

ran grabbed a bottle of whiskey, his grin sharp as he gripped her jaw. without warning, he tilted the bottle, pouring the liquor past her lips. she swallowed what she could, but the excess spilled, running down her chin, soaking into her dress.

he chuckled, taking a swig himself before leaning in to lick the trail of whiskey from her neck, down to the exposed curve of her cleavage.

“fuck, ran…” the sensation sent a shiver down her spine, a moan slipping out before she could stop it.

her hands found his face, pulling him inches from hers, eyes dark with something dangerous. “you ruined my dress.”

ran’s tongue flicked over his lips, gaze burning. “if i get to fuck this body, i’d gladly ruin all your clothes.” his fingers trailed up her thighs, teasing, promising.

rindou’s grip tightened on her chest, his other hand slipping lower, brushing over the damp fabric between her legs. “shit, y/n, you’re already so fucking wet.”

before she could respond, ran hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties, dragging them down her thighs. with a smirk, he tucked the flimsy fabric into his pocket, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

her breath hitched as rindou’s fingers pressed against her, rubbing slow circles over her core before one slipped inside, stretching her with ease.

“ugh… rindou…” her hips moved on instinct, grinding against his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair. rindou groaned against her neck, rutting against her from behind.

ran pushed her dress higher, his eyes darkening at the sight.

“rin, more, please…” her voice was a breathy whimper.

but before rindou could give her what she wanted, sanzu shoved ran aside took his place.

“move over, greedy fucks.” his grin was wicked as his fingers plunged inside her without warning, matching rindou’s pace.

they weren’t in sync. they didn’t care. her pleasure wasn’t the point—just the filth of it all, the way they could have her, touch her, ruin her. they were already fucked in the head. what was a little more filth?

ran, scowling from the side, ran a hand through his hair. “fuck you, man. we’re all horny here. at least share the fucking pussy.”

sanzu ignored him, curling his fingers deeper, faster, rindou doing the same.

ran had enough. he knelt between y/n’s legs, tongue flicking over her clit, adding another layer of sensation that had her gasping.

“fuck… slow down… ugh… m-mikey… want you too…” her grip tightened—one hand fisting ran’s hair, the other clutching sanzu’s wrist.

rindou’s hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her dizzy. his tongue dragged over her cheek, hot and possessive, while sanzu spit onto her chest, watching it glisten against her skin.

koko, who had been uninterested up until now, finally scoffed, shaking his head. “damn, y/n. didn’t know you were this much of a slut.”

he stood, grabbed the whiskey bottle, and took a slow swig, his sharp eyes lingering on the filthy sight before him. with a dark chuckle, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, exhaling a satisfied sigh—like he was merely indulging in a show put on for his amusement.

she barely heard him. the pleasure was too much, too consuming. her body tensed, and with one last sharp cry, she came, soaking the hands still working her open.

ran didn’t hesitate. he shoved sanzu, grabbing her thighs and pulling her to his mouth, licking up every drop of her release.

“ran, fuck…” she whined, tugging at his hair.

he groaned against her, the vibrations making her jolt. he gave her one last slow lick before pulling back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“shit, this will always be the best pussy i’ve ever tasted.”

y/n grinned, pulling him close again, cupping his jaw before pressing her lips to his.

out of all the men in bonten, it was different with the haitani brothers. whether it was ran or rindou, their touch always felt possessive. they weren’t just fucking her. they were claiming her. and they didn’t do that with just anyone.

ran pulled back, smirking. “gonna take a break for a bit, y/n. need some good shit first.” he gestured toward the drugs. “i’ll fuck you later.”

y/n bit her lip, grinning. “i’ll be waiting for your cock deep inside me.”

y/n leaned back against rindou’s chest, hiding her face against his neck, breath still uneven. rindou didn’t react much—just took a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up while letting her rest against him. the room was still thick with heat, the air buzzing with something filthy, something intoxicating.

“boss, you just gonna sit there and watch?” sanzu suddenly asked, his voice dripping with amusement. he turned his head toward mikey, who had been silent the entire time, observing from his seat. “wanna fuck her first?”

mikey exhaled slowly, picking up his cigarette from the ashtray. “make her a mess for me.”

sanzu’s grin was wicked. “you heard him, y/n. i’m gonna make a mess out of you. that means i’m gonna fuck this pretty little pussy until my cum is oozing out of your fucking cunt.”

y/n shot him a glare. “can’t you just fuck someone else downstairs? you always go hard on me.”

sanzu leaned in, his nose brushing against hers, his voice dropping. “but you like it when i’m rough, right?”

her lips curled into a smirk. “right.”

the next second, their mouths crashed together, the kiss deep, hungry, desperate. sanzu groaned into her mouth, gripping the back of her neck to pull her closer, tongues tangling in a fight for dominance.

rindou, still smoking behind her, didn’t even flinch. he didn’t care—just let her grind against him as he exhaled a slow cloud of smoke.

between kisses, sanzu muttered, “wanna feel your mouth, but i’m already too fucking hard to wait.”

with that, he unbuckled his belt, freeing his cock, and y/n wrapped her fingers around him, sliding his length along her soaked slit, teasing.

“bitch, you really like to tease, huh?” sanzu growled.

before she could respond, he thrust inside her without warning, pulling a sharp, loud moan from her throat.

“haru—!”

but before the sound could echo, rindou clamped a hand over her mouth, his lips brushing against her ear as he muttered lazily, “shhh… i’m trying to remember something, y/n. don’t be too loud.”

as if sanzu wasn’t already fucking her into oblivion, as if he wasn’t buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her open like he owned her.

“haru, god—right there, right there!” y/n gasped, nails digging into sanzu’s arms as he fucked into her, relentless and precise. sometimes, sanzu was considerate. sometimes.

rindou, who had been watching behind her, finally leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “you can take another one, right?” his voice was low, taunting. “just like how you were when ran and i fucked you?”

her head lolled back against his shoulder, body already trembling. “gonna be too much, rin,” she mumbled, barely able to form the words.

rindou wasn’t having it. “i don’t care.”

before she could even process it, he was lifting her up slightly, adjusting her onto his lap. the sound of his belt unbuckling was the only warning she got before he spit into his palm, lazily coating his cock before pressing it against her.

“riiiiiin!!” her voice broke into a sob as he pushed inside, stretching her open with no real prep. she wasn’t ready for it, not after how deep sanzu had already been, but rindou wasn’t in the mood to wait.

he snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt.

a tear slipped down her cheek. sanzu caught it before it could fall completely, gripping her jaw and pressing her cheeks together. “not so tough now, are we?”

her only response was to clench down around him, intentionally squeezing sanzu’s cock.

“fuck, y/n…” sanzu groaned, eyes rolling back for a second before he fucked into her harder.

rindou, ever so casual, took a long drag from his cigarette, lazily exhaling smoke into the air. when he finally finished, ran—who had been watching the whole time—wordlessly reached over, taking the cigarette from his brother like it was second nature.

rindou’s now free hands slid over y/n’s chest, groping her as he thrusted up into her. sanzu, on the verge of cumming, pulled out just in time, stroking himself over her skin.

“wanna paint you with my cum,” he muttered, and then, with a few jerks, he spilled over her tits, the warm mess dripping down her body as rindou continued fucking her.

“ew, man, fuck you. your cum got on my hand,” rindou complained, though he didn’t slow down in the slightest.

sanzu only chuckled, licking his lips as he admired the sight in front of him—y/n, covered in his cum, still getting wrecked on rindou’s cock.

he was already getting hard again, tempted to go another round, but before he could even open his mouth, ran stretched out from where he was sitting and drawled, “oi, it’s my turn.”

sanzu clicked his tongue but didn’t argue, adjusting his pants before plopping down on the couch beside rindou, who was still fucking into y/n like he had all the time in the world. sanzu grabbed himself a drink, smirking as he watched.

rindou’s fingers, still slick with sanzu’s release, smeared the mess onto y/n’s dress. “clean it up,” he murmured, bringing his fingers to her lips. obediently, she parted them, tongue gliding over his digits, licking up the filth.

ran watched with a smirk, his gaze dark. “rin, want her on all fours.”

without hesitation, rindou pulled out of y/n, leaving her empty and whimpering. a strong but measured push sent her toward ran, who caught her with ease.

rindou kneeled on the couch beside them, while ran—ever the gentleman, at least to her—helped y/n into position. with slow, teasing fingers, he unzipped her dress, grazing her bare skin before peeling the fabric off her trembling body. soft kisses trailed down her spine, sending shivers through her.

“mmm, ran…” y/n whimpered, her voice breathy.

he chuckled, the sound dark, as he unbuckled his belt and freed his cock. the teasing didn’t last long—ran lined himself up and rubbed his tip against her slick folds. behind her, rindou’s voice cut through the haze. “stick out your tongue.”

she obeyed instantly, lips parting, and rindou tapped his cock against her tongue, smearing precum along her lips.

ran, usually so composed, wasn’t gentle when he finally sank into her. his control shattered the moment her tight heat clenched around him, and he slammed into her with a force that had her crying out. he wasn’t sweet now. he was fucking her like a man starved, like she was something to ruin.

“fuck, you’re squeezing me so good,” he groaned, punctuating his words with sharp thrusts.

the rhythm of his movements rocked her forward, and rindou was quick to take advantage. fingers twisting in her hair, he yanked her head back just enough to keep her still. “keep your head still, y/n.”

then he shoved his cock past her lips.

rindou was rough, using her mouth like a toy, fucking her throat with no regard for how she choked and gagged around him. “wanna go all the way in,” he muttered, shoving deeper, groaning as she struggled to breathe. drool spilled from her lips, dripping down her chin in messy, glistening strings.

“look at you,” rindou taunted, his grip tightening in her hair. “so fucking messy and pathetic for us.”

y/n whimpered around him, and rindou groaned at the vibrations against her throat. ran’s hand snaked between her legs, fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles. the added pleasure had her legs shaking beneath him.

rindou, already on edge, cursed under his breath. “shit, y/n—gonna cum.”

with a few more thrusts, he spilled into her mouth, the warm, bitter taste coating her tongue. some dripped past her lips, but rindou wasn’t having that. with his thumb, he scooped up the mess, pressing it back against her lips.

“swallow it for me, baby.”

her lips wrapped around his thumb, sucking obediently as she swallowed every drop.

rindou’s expression softened slightly, fingers brushing over her cheek. when she instinctively leaned into his touch, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head before pulling away to fix himself.

but ran wasn’t done yet.

ran, the only one still fucking her, suddenly grabbed her arm, pulling her flush against his chest. his other hand slipped between her legs, fingers rubbing slow circles against her swollen clit. his arm caged around her neck, keeping her in place as he buried his face against her heated skin, groaning into the curve of her shoulder.

“fuck, y/n. you’re so wet, you feel how i’m sliding easily in you right now?” he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. ran was drunk on her—on the way her body swallowed him up, on the way she clenched around him like she never wanted to let go. “you’re sucking me in so good. like your pussy doesn’t wanna let me go.”

y/n arched her back, head falling onto ran’s shoulder as her mind clouded with nothing but pleasure. he fucked her so good—better than anyone. he knew exactly how to make her fall apart, how to tease, how to make her melt. unlike sanzu, who only cared about chasing his own high, ran knew how to take his time. how to ruin her just right.

his thrusts grew rougher, more erratic, his pace faltering as he neared his end. y/n could feel it. she was close, too.

chasing her own release, she turned her head, lips brushing against his neck. her tongue darted out, licking, kissing, sucking at the sensitive skin, and ran groaned deep from his chest. neither of them cared that the others were still in the room, too lost in the moment, too caught up in the pleasure of it all.

y/n’s moans came louder, sharper, and ran cursed under his breath, snapping his hips harder, faster.

without warning, pleasure surged through her, and she came, her walls pulsing tight around ran’s cock. the sensation dragged him under with her, his grip on her waist tightening as he gritted out, “shit, y/n�� wanna fill you up. fuck—ugh, fuck—”

his hips stuttered, cock twitching, before he finally spilled inside her, warmth flooding deep. he rocked into her a few more times, slower now, riding out the pleasure.

y/n gasped for breath, body slumping against ran as exhaustion settled over her. he carefully pulled out, hands steadying her as he helped her plop onto the couch, her body spent. she laid there, stomach flat against the cushions, trying to pull herself together.

ran tucked himself back into his pants, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket. he lit it, exhaling smoke as he sat beside her. she barely stirred, too exhausted to move. instead, she lazily turned her head, resting it on his lap. still naked. still messy.

sanzu, the crazy bastard he was, grinned. he crouched beside y/n, pulling out a small packet of powder and pouring it down the curve of her back. then, with no warning, he leaned in and licked it off.

no one reacted. they were used to sanzu’s antics by now. y/n barely flinched, too tired to care.

but sanzu wasn’t done. he grabbed his phone, angling it just right. the screen flashed.

he smirked down at the picture—y/n, naked, messy, cum still dripping from her thighs. with a few taps, he sent it to their group chat.

his next message tagged the three who left earlier.

sanzu: what y’all missed out on.

the replies were instant.

takeomi: man, should’ve stayed there. kakucho, this is your fault.

kakucho: 👍

mocchi: fuck??

sanzu laughed, tossing his phone aside. he plopped down on the floor, resting his head against y/n’s ass like she was nothing more than a pillow.

he sighed in content, then turned to koko. “aren’t you gonna try her?”

koko scoffed. “i’m good, man. don’t wanna stick my dick where all your dicks just went.”

sanzu only shrugged. “your loss. this is literally the best pussy i’ve ever had. heaven.”

the room settled into a lazy silence. some were high, some were drunk, and some were simply too tired to move.

then sanzu broke the quiet again. “boss, your turn now?”

mikey had been there the whole time, watching from the shadows, unreadable as always. he finally stood, eyes cold.

“dress her up,” he ordered. “we’re going home.”

sanzu smirked. “you guys heard the boss.”

y/n whined, face still buried in ran’s lap. “but mikey… i’m too tired.” her pout was audible. “this is the first time you guys all went at me together. that’s not fair.”

sanzu rolled his eyes, already tired of her bratty attitude. “who do you think you are, not following boss’ orders? get up.”

he grabbed her, yanking her away from ran. their faces were inches apart now.

“i should’ve fucked mikey instead of you,” she huffed, eyes narrowing.

sanzu’s grip tightened on her ass, pulling her closer. “don’t act like you weren’t moaning like a bitch in heat earlier for me.”

before y/n could snap back, mikey’s voice cut through the tension.

“enough.”

sanzu let go.

rindou, quieter than the rest, grabbed her dress, helping her slip it back on. his fingers brushed over her shoulders, lips pressing soft kisses against her skin. a rare moment of tenderness.

y/n sighed, a small smile tugging at her lips.

mikey didn’t say another word. he turned on his heel, walking out without a goodbye.

y/n barely managed to stand, legs shaking, but she pushed herself to the door. “bye, boys!”

no one answered.

she followed mikey outside, slipping into the passenger seat of his car.

oh, she was in for a long night.

start | part 2

[jadeazora]

Which Pokemon Villains are homophobic:

Giovanni: Would founding 🌈Rainbow Rocket🌈 count as rainbow capitalism? (It sounds like the name of a company that manufactures dildos, tbh.) I don't think he's supportive, but it doesn't bother him either. All he cares about is if you do your job well. He has men and women in his organization both thirsting for him. Have you met Archer? (His only true loves are money and power; Silver feels more like a precautionary heir.)

Archie/Maxie: are divorced. Also this was an image the official Japanese Pokemon Twitter fucking dropped with the caption "they're getting along well!" Definitely not homophobic:

Cyrus: dgaf. His whole thing is purging the world of emotion, so love's got to go too. (Pretty much everybody is under fire here.) He probably doesn't give a shit what you do in the meantime tho.

Ghetsis: 100%, no fucking doubt in my mind, regularly calls people slurs. His list of slurs is also *VERY* comprehensive.

N: Who do you think Ghetsis's favorite target is? I feel like he's completely chill with it, tho is personally entirely incapable of discerning the difference between romantic love and the love between friends.

Colress: If it isn't his "how to draw out a Pokémon's true strength" research, he doesn't care. You do you. 👍

Lysandre: His whole thing is beauty, and beauty isn't limited to gender or sexuality, and love is a beautiful thing, so why limit himself? Bro's pan.

Guzma: He takes outcast kids off the streets and gives them a home. No way he's homophobic! You got disowned? You're a fellow outcast in his eyes, and your home is with Skull now! (He's dating Plumeria, but is bi to me.)

Lusamine: initially, probably not since she's super controlling and not really a supportive mother to begin with, but since she does end her story wanting to do better for her kids, I feel like she would come around eventually and try to be better.

Piers: Nah, he's with Raihan and his little sis "fancies" Gloria. Next.

Rose: I feel like he would probably engage in some rainbow capitalism here and there, but he's generally friendlier than the other CEO-type villains personality-wise and there's several members of the Galar League who feel bi/gay (Nessa, Piers, Raihan), he wouldn't really be homophobic.

Volo: I don't think he cares that much, but if he can use homophobia to manipulate somebody, he totally would call them a slur. It really just depends what tool he has in his arsenal he feels would be the most effective way of manipulating you.

Penny: she literally calls your mom so pretty her brain glitched. I feel like she could get mad enough to doxx you if you tried to bully gay/trans kids in her presence.

Sada/Turo + the AI: As scientists, they're too wrapped up in their work to care (hell, they barely paid their own son any mind) and the AI knows being gay is something found naturally across species, so homophobia doesn't make much sense to them. Sada also strikes me as bi, and Turo strikes me as ace (with him, I think it's the outfit).

[fantazygirl-blog1]

So tired of everyone (or almost everyone) making Misa into a kind, weak little victim, manipulated by Light.

That woman may seem sweet, but she's absolutely ruthless. She's selfish, obsessive, stalkerish and emotionally abusive (perhaps not in the traditional way but I will explain)

Way before she even met Light, she managed to kill law enforcement (which might I add, she probably didn't even know was law enforcement) and news reporters just to prove a point. They were just a means to an end to her. She wanted to thank Kira for killing her parent's murderer, but she didn't even stop to think once if the people she killed had families of their own, children of their own. She only had one goal: what she herself, wanted. More than that, Misa literally offered to immediately off her friend, that helped her with the tapes (and if someone offers to help you with that, they're a very close friend for sure) and it wasn't even Light's suggestion. It was all Misa, who saw killing her friend as a way to get Light to trust her. It's clear that girl is willing to kill anyone and anything if it'll help her achieve her goals.

Also, she's super obsessive. My girl traded half her lifespan with no hesitation on the off chance that she might be able to meet Kira. (Yes, she had a plan but there was no guarantee that her plan would even work)And the instant she saw Light, she started stalking him (even though she herself had problems with stalkers) to the point that she just turned up at his house with no warning. Imagine if a stranger just shows up at your house like that, pretending to be a friend and your mom lets them in. That's fucking horrifying.

Also, Misa barely knew Light for like a few seconds and she decided that he was going to be her boyfriend, and NOTHING was going to stay in her way, not even Light himself. She pressured him into being in a relationship with her, even though it was clearly unwanted, Rem literally threatened to kill him if he refused, and then she had the gall to tell Light she would kill any girl she suspected would go out with Light if she saw her with him. This is where the emotional abuse comes from (even though I dunno if I should call it that but I don't know how else to classify it). Misa doesn't really consider Light a person. For her, Light is more like a doll she can project her feelings on. She attributed him emotions according to her whims and acted like those were the reality regardless of Light's real feelings. She made herself the main character in his story, even after told and shown repeatedly tha she wasn't and got mad when years later she was still neglected and barely paid attention to.

I'm not saying all this to hate on Misa and this in no way a Kira appreciation post (my favorite Light is Yotsuba arc Light, I hate Kira tbh) but I'm just saying, if you're a Misa fan you should be able to accept the reality: she's not a weak, sweet little girl, manipulated by evil Light. She's capable of all the horrible things she does all on her own thank you very much and I'm tired of reading fics where Misa is treated like only a victim and given leniency while Light is treated as the only true monster.

I'm just saying, the girl didn't need a boyfriend, she needed a therapist. Badly.

[densewentz]

god but imagine being Edwin, who was given to a demon (and worse) against his will. Who was never left alone. Who wasn't just put inside a little box in his own head but who was torn apart and apart and apart just because of someone else's cruelty. And then think of him being yelled at by Crystal in episode one, being told she was scared by Charles, being told to be sympathetic only to learn that Crystal chose to let her demon in. And like obviously I understand that she's a dumb kid and David manipulated her, but to Edwin. He already barely has the space to feel sympathy for her very brief time as a hand puppet compared to his 70 years, but to learn she knew what David was and welcomed it? And had the fucking nerve to act like a victim and drag him and Charles into very real danger (to drag Edwin back into the path of his demons)? It's incredible Edwin didn't react worse tbh, and makes his meltdown all the more heartbreaking.

(and after all of that, Crystal doesn't even remember it. How much does Edwin wish he could conveniently forget hell. But no, he was forced into it, and forced to remember every agonizing second of it)

[aihoshiino]

you've talked before about not liking akurubi i'm curious what it is you don't like about it? since you've said you don't mind the incest is there other things about it you don't like?

The reason I dislike AquRuby as a ship is not because it's incest but because I just think it's kind of boring but the incest is such a hot button topic relating to the ship that that I just end up fated to talk about incest every time anyway LMAO. But honestly, AquRuby being incest is like, 1% of what turns me off about it as a ship - like I've said before, what I dislike about AquRuby isn't that it's incest but that it's bad incest.

It's not that I don't see what people find appealing about it because when you break it down to the broad strokes, I think there IS something really compelling and even romantic about the building blocks of the ship and how long and how intensely Ruby holds onto her feelings of love for Gorou, not just across two decades but two lifetimes. And if you're invested in Ruby as a character, it's natural to want to see that devotion rewarded or more broadly just to see Ruby get a W and to end the series happy. But when I see people going so insanely hard for it and all the people still to this day who are like, frothing and foaming that it was Totally Canon and everything in Oshi no Ko was leading up to their Amazing And Epic Fated Romance of Destined Soulmates i just look at the material for it in the manga and i'm like... this??? this is what you guys are going crazy for???

Because like. I'm gonna be so real and true and honest about this right now: even removed from romance or whatever else, Aqua and Ruby's relationship is shockingly underbaked and underdeveloped, especially in comparison to how loadbearing it ends up being not just for the ending but the series as a whole. Honestly, for such a huge chunk of the series, the twins just barely have a relationship at all; I've said this before, but I originally got into the manga/fandom just after chapter 11 dropped and followed it to the end of Tokyo Blade before I dropped it for a bit and one of the major critiques of the series was always both that Ruby in general was kind of a side character in a series she was supposed to be a co-lead in (people used to call her 'whoby' lmao) and that as a result, Aqua and Ruby do not remotely feel like two people who have spent 16(+) years together, let alone ones who spent that time in the social role of siblings.

Like... it's really funny to me that AquRuby fandom (and tbh, to a degree, the series itself) tries to pretend that omg aqua is suuuuuch a siscon so crazy and overprotective!!! so obsessed with ruby she's all he thinks about!!! because when you pay attention to where Aqua's focus is and what motivates him for most of the series, it really comes off like Ruby is just barely in his thoughts at all LDKJFJKDNKDSM. He's mostly focused on his revenge quest and when we actually DO see him interfering in Ruby's life, this is almost always an offshoot of his Ai related trauma and thus his general flaw of being controlling and manipulative of the people in his life because he's so terrified of what could happen to them if he relaxes his hold for even a second. And even when the series does suddenly start trying to manufacture AquRuby drama, it's all just Ruby doing brocon gooner bits while Aqua just stands there like 🧍‍♂️

Obviously I'm not saying that Aqua, in-universe, does not care about Ruby but from a Doylist perspective, all the intensity and emotional weight of the relationship is massively skewed on Ruby's side of things when the series does finally bother starting to try and flesh things out. This is something @lastthroes pointed out in in the tags of one of my posts and I think they summed it up really well, so I'll just quote them here (tag formatting removed for readability's sake);

yeah i have posted before about how even if you remove the romantic angle the twins just do not have a significant bond. […] doesn't matter if it's a relationship based on familial love or on hatred or on whatever. but it does matter that the bond needs to be meaningful in some way and by the way it was written it just isn't […] aquruby got so popular esp after the kiss but it's… when i see art from jp artists and stuff i find them nice but it gives me the same impression that some of the manga covers with them together always gave me that impression of 'this is good but they just don't have this kind of relationship'. akasaka tries so hard to convince you that goro is obsessed with sarina when aqua ignores ruby's existence for most of the story. that fucking page at the end of their past moments together doesn't even address their relationship after aqua reveals ai's secret because akasaka built them up as drifting apart after the reveal and never made an effort to fix that before making that ending

(full tags are on this post & are recommended reading, iawtc)

So like... all the above is ALREADY a problem when it comes to the twins' relationship even in a purely platonic/familial context and that issue only magnifies when you try to build a romance on top of it. If the foundation of their basic dynamic is already shaky then attempting to layer romantic tension onto it just falls flat because. What bond even is there to get invested in?

It especially doesn't help that Ruby is flanderized SOOOOOO badly in relation to her feelings for Gorou/Aqua post 123. It's not that she has nothing else going on with her character, but whenever Aqua enters the picture, she immediately becomes a pancake thin version of herself propelled entirely by this brand new and poorly motivated obsession with her brother. If OnK actually used the page time spent on the AquRuby drama actually fleshing out or examining Ruby's feelings or at least taking them remotely seriously then that would at least be additive characterization to chew on, but in practice all it does is do the same "lol look at ruby cooming all over herself bc she made eye contact with aqua" joke over and over and over again.

The result is that even though the story wants us to believe the twins are now more invested in each other than ever because of the underlying emotions of Gorou and Sarina's connection bleeding into their sibling relationship, their relationship feels flatter than any other point in the story because they have so few moments together that, once again, aren't just Ruby creaming her pants while Aqua just stands there.

The fact that Ruby has this degree of obsession with Aqua (inherited from Gorou) also really falls flat for me. This is an issue that starts as early as the Private Arc and isn't so much an issue with post-123 AquRuby but this degree of fixation on Gorou that the story kind of retcons her into having kind of... doesn't really make a ton of sense for her?

Back when the manga was still ongoing and I expected us to get more out of Ruby's brocon brainworms than the nothing we got, I just kind of accepted it with a sense of "oh yeah sure, if Ruby was this fixated on Gorou of course she'd end up being a little freak about Aqua" but the more I think about it, the more I'm like... ok, well, WHY is she still so fixated on Gorou? It would be one thing if this was just Ruby continuing to love and value him as a person who made her, in turn, feel loved and valued when she had nobody else in the world but the Private arc onwards makes it seem like Gorou is basically the bedrock of Ruby's emotional and mental stability, to the point of him being more important to her than Ai, her literal mother.

Again - I totally understand Ruby still having fond memories of Gorou and maybe even being drawn back to seeing him again, just as she is with Sarina's family. But at the point in the story that Aqua reveals himself to her, Ruby has a massive support network of people, some of whom have stepped up and supported her in the worst and most turbulent moments of her life. Why have none of these people achieved a level of importance to her that she seems to exclusively afford to a man she knew for a few months max nearly 20 years ago? The story just seems to expect us to take for granted that Ruby feels this way based purely on her backstory as Sarina without actually sewing up the internal and emotional logic of why she's white knuckle gripping this obsession so deep into her new life.

in general, I feel like AquRuby as a ship relies too heavily on the context of Gorou and Sarina's relationship to give it foundation and legitimacy, rather than establishing a unique and compelling romance between Aqua and Ruby as they are now. This would be a problem regardless of how good or bad the writing supporting Gorou and Sarina's relationship was but unfortunately, GRSR is itself made similarly shallow by the narrative's failure to do much of anything with it.

This wasn't something I really became actively conscious of until I read Spica and saw the Wow It's Fucking Nothing that was done with their relationship in it, but even in the main manga there are multiple attempts to make Gorou and Sarina's relationship more meaningful and emotionally impactful to the reader that (imo) end up falling flat because the story seems deathly afraid of adding any real nuance or depth to the bond they supposedly have. I actually feel like Gorou and Sarina's relationship was at its best in chapter 1 - that little snippet of their dynamic said so much with so little and I really felt like I could see the entire relationship surrounding it between the gaps left by what isn't said.

By contrast, I feel like the rest of the series gets increasingly diminished returns every time it tries to mine your emotional investment in it because it's so uninterested in doing anything beyond banging out the same old beats of 'sarina is sad, gorou does a nice thing, yey sensei kekkon shite''. As a result, I might understand why Sarina feels so attached to Gorou, but we never get any idea of why Gorou felt so strongly about Sarina, outside of the basic presumed sympathy and righteous indignation that any good person would feel for Sarina's situation. There's no exploration of what about Sarina (and therefore Ruby) as an actual person removed from her tragedy inspires in Gorou, so the fervent attachment the story again tries to insist that he has to her is hard to invest yourself in as a reader, because the story fails to ground those emotions in anything. So again, we have a relationship where all the intensity and emotional weight of the relationship is massively skewed away from Gorou/Aqua and we thus fail to get any exploration of his interiority as a result.

[gay-as-fucking-hell]

Yandere Victoria Neuman | Dramble

Ya'll I crave- no, need more yan!vicky y'all🙏🙏. Like it's not even funny. I have only found two fics. TWO. THERE SHOULD BE MORE! WHYYYYYYYY😭😭😭

She has so much potential, and the fact that there isn't more yandere fics about her is criminal. Like she is a manipulator who thinks shes doing what is best for Zoe. She could be doing the exact same thing with us! Maybe we were a new hire for the FBSA, and she gets infatuated with us before, you know Hughie finds out shes a supe and shit (snitches get stiches Hughie.) Maybe we were the ones to find out, being behind that dumpster or whatever when she killed what's his name.

We tell Hughie, and try to distance ourselves from Victoria cause we scardey cats. Maybe we end up quiting the FBSA which sends Vicky into a frenzy. I mean, her darling just quit her place of work and isn't answering her calls or texts. She thought something happened to us before but now shes worried we know something.

It'd be more fun if she ended up having to search for us, like a very big game of hide and seek. Cause ofc we went into hiding, all we know is that she's a manipulative supe murderer who would do anything to achieve her goals (such a girl boss,💅 ignore the murder.🙄) Speaking of which, she would stop at nothing to find us. Like come on, we're her darling. She can barely live w/o us. Like, I imagine she'd been going insane ever since we mysteriously disappeared (more like abruptly tbh lol.)

But ofc, she finds us. She's head of the FBSA, ofc she gon find us eventually. You'd be delusional to thing otherwise (and weird, cause why wouldn't you want to be found?🤨 We must reunite with mommy Vicky.🙏) Where did she find us you ask? Idk, maybe a couple states over or in a whole new country entirely, depends on our financial status and how scared we are (I've got fearousal for her so I wouldn't even leave the city.😛😛😛) I just know that she'd send a whole squad of FBSA agents, fully geared up to raid our hideaway.

Now why, more like how actly, would she send a whole swat team to obtain our asses? We were kind of like, an honorary member of The Boys. I just know that we were a very long time friend or maybe a sister of Hughie's and he ended up accidentally dragging us into this mess. What we brought to the team is entirely up to you, but when it comes down to it, we are an accessory to all the shit they did. That little factoid made it pretty easy for Victoria to use the vast amount of resources she had at her disposal.

And finally, we are in the arms of Victoria. THE RELIEF SHE FELT😩- ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY. MY GIRL WAS STRESSING. But we're finally safe and sound, locked up in her house with some freedom ofc (she's not a monster.😊) She'd never hurt us, but our friends and family however? She wouldn't mind threatening them in order to get us to behave. But other than the potential doom of those we hold dear, she'd treat us like a queen. We're her baby after all, her darling, ofc she's gonna spoil us rotten. Be that with materialistic items like clothing and jewelry or intimate affections like touches and sex (yes mommy, give it to me.🥵😛)

Just know that you will fall for her. Cause shes not letting you go, ever. She be counting on that Stockholm syndrome so hard (girl be praying every night fr,🙏 trying to manifest like a queen.👸) And when that day comes, she'll be so excited. Actly getting genuine affection from us? Preposterous! But when she realizes we ain't faking it, she'll be over the moon. Now the two of you can live a happily fucked up ever after (so romantic.🥰💕)

Uuuuuuuuh, I did not realize how long this shit was but whatever. Enjoy the food! The fact that i posted two days in a row is insane.🤯 Im gonna head back to my hole now. BYYYYEEEE!

[hazbinhazmeinachokehold]

Sorry if I’m a bother, if that’s the case feel free to skip over this one.

I freaking loved it! I’m now inspired to draw Sam with the overlords now! If it’s not too much trouble could I ask for Zestial, Charlie and the rest of the hotel’s reactions to Sam?

(Ooo!😳 what if for Angel’s it’s Valentino who tries to hurt him?! That could get messy!)

A/n: Nah dude you're fine! Though I don't write for Zestial (not that that's your fault I keep forgetting to put that in the rules.)

Warnings (?): nothing major happens but Val's here so warning for abuse. Also, Alastor is hurt in Husk's part and Val is hurt in Angel's part, it's nothing graphic but if you don't want to read about that skip those parts.

!!!not proofread!!!

Charlie: Just as cuddly as you! Gladly accepts any candy from you. She ends up getting candy from the hotel for you. Let's you tag along if it's safe (or at least what she assumes you can handle.) Despite being the princess of Hell it's a known fact that she's a pushover and usually refuses to use her powers. So it's not that much of a surprise when someone attacks her. What is a surprise is how you react. I'm going to be honest, she is at least a little scared of you now. Though she's pretty sure you'd only attack people when they hurt your friends. We’re about 80% sure they're harmless.

Vaggie: She ain't too keen on cuddles, but isn't totally against it. She's not great with kids when they're just chilling so she doesn't know what to do. Also, she isn't one for sweets but appreciates the gesture. You remind her of Charlie in a weird way (but like platonic obviously.) Vaggie got some crayons for today's bonding activity when some random sinner attacked Vaggie. Before Vaggie could defend herself the sinner was ripped off of her. She just stared dumbfounded as you took care of the sinner. Well, there goes her thinking you're like Charlie. I mean sure you seemed sweet when somebody attacked a person you liked. You became terrifying and did anything to defend them- wait never mind you're more like Charlie now.

Angel Dust: Kinda creeped out by you before you do anything tbh. You follow him around nearly everywhere and keep offering him candy, despite barely knowing each other. But he understands you're a kid and may have a hard time showing you care, but he sets a ground rule: NEVER follow him to work. It's not a place for kids to be, and you followed that! Valentino just couldn't keep his hands off Angel even out of the studio. You too were just at a park, it was night so no one was really around. Until Valentino spotted Angel, you didn't hear any of the words that were said between them. But you did see Valentino hit Angel and that was the end of that. Seeing you almost kill Valentino was horrifying but also very cathartic. After the initial shock wears off you get about 20 bags of candy and however much cuddle time you want.

Husk: He's pretty blunt about finding you off-putting. But you don't seem to care and still follow him around like a lost puppy. The fact that him insulting you didn't sour your opinion of him even a little bit concerns him. So he starts to look after you. Not because he cares about you! Just because it'd be messed up to let a kid get manipulated no matter who they are. He totally cares about you. He gives chocolate milk or any sweet drink you like at the bar. One day Husk decided to stand up to Alastor which seemed to be a huge mistake on Husk's part. It would have been if it wasn't for you walking in on the scene. The threats were made good on. Just towards Alastor instead of him doing them. Husk is a little shaken up but hey he's probably free now. Gets you any candy you want and shows you a shit ton of card tricks.

Niffty: Tbh I don't have much to say about her. She finds you interesting but doesn't give you much thought. Though eventually when you protect her she returns your affection. Because you are scary and small which are both things she is.

Sir Pentious: (this is while he's in hell btw) Not great with kids. Like I don't think the egg bois are kids but even if they are the only experience he has with kids is his minions. But he does try! He does care for kids. He'll get you candy and cuddle if you want. He used to try to take over territories a lot. He always failed but he still made a lot of enemies that way. So when one of them finds him and tries to hurt him while you're around? I mean if he still wants that territory he can definitely take it now. To be honest I think he'd find you cool, even if you're more than a little scary.

[ryleektv]

Lorenzo Berkshire Headcannons

Part 3

warnings: language, mean enzo (per usual tbh), some NSFW (i'll put a divider before it), manipulation to the max

can you tell he's my favorite yet?? 😭

WC: 660

• runs. gets up ungodly early on completely random days to go running in the mornings and brag about how healthy and fit he is all day

• like there is no schedule to it, he just gets that 3am urge to get his shit together and decides to go running the next morning

• actually good at it though (i run and trust it is not easy 💪😔) and takes long as showers afterwards because bud cannot stand the feeling of being sweaty 

• if he is dating you and actually likes you, like straight up in love with you (i fear this is next to impossible but we going with it) you will get the best treatment of your life, you will not ever be in a better relationship

• you're getting genuine royalty treatment, gifts, constant love and affection, the whole nine yards

• but if bro doesnt actually completely like you, you're getting love bombed to another astronomical level

• down bad - taylor swift. its him.

• will embed himself in every single part of your life simply to know that when he eventually breaks up with you (or becomes bad enough to force you into breaking up with him.. that way you take the blame) you will not be able to do anything without thinking of him

• i've seen a few people talk about that and i fully stand by it

• walking to hogsmeade? lorenzo's bought you your favorite things from every one of these stores. 

• eating dinner?? lorenzo personally molded your food taste to match his so now you cannot eat your new favorite foods without it being all about that first time he made you try a bite of his. 

• trying to sleep in your own bed in your own room?? dont you dare forget all those times lorenzo snuck in just to lie next to you until you fell asleep, talking about the bullshit future he convinced you would happen.

• you dare have sex with another man?? lorenzo did it- you- better and you both know it. 

• watching your favorite movie? he claimed it was his favorite too after you two watched it together and then proceeded to watch it specifically with you about a million times after

• simply trying to hang out with your own pet?? too bad it liked lorenzo better (bro even has the poor cat love bombed) 

• "you used a fork once... turns out forks are fucking everywhere" type shit

• in conclusion, you will barely survive the breakup and he's planned it all out 

• also knows damn well you'll probably come running back because he made all these moments with your favorite things good memories, so now you're constantly associated with these good memories of him that he made to wash out the bad moments that way you'd be more likely to forgive, forget, and come crawling back after a few weeks (at the most) 

18+, MDNI

• firm believer in the fact that he's a switch but you wont know that unless you're in a committed relationship with him (or you get him drunk enough tbh because as i've said before, buddy gets drunk and overshares like crazy) 

• otherwise everyone just thinks he's dom because no way in hell is he subbing for some one night stand 

• you get him all wrapped around your finger and actually manage to fix him up enough to date him for real though, bro is a MESS

• sex drive is through the ROOF

• it's almost abnormal. none of his friends are getting busy THAT often 

• does not give half a shit though

• king of foreplay that ends up borderline better than the actual sex 

• man is a master with his fingers but also the biggest munch known to man?? heavenly combination. 

• not an asshole when it comes down to this type of thing though and will make sure his partner is satisfied. 

• wont sit there rubbing the inside of your thigh for a half hour thinking he's doing something!!!!! what a relief!!!! 

pls feel free to send in any requests because i need some ideas and i really feel like writing something

[jellyshark-png]

Order of Darkness Kenshi — Redesigned✨

gonna be completely honest yall— never liked the original OoD skin for Kenshi LMAO like dude everyone gets these cool, almost dark fantasy-like skins and then KENSHI ?,?,?? i’m sorry i had to do something abt it 😔

anyways— more details under the cut !!! and possibly also a bit of lore on my take of OoD Kenshi :3

- my take on his lore✨ is that instead of sento yk being good and helping kenshi— they still do help him, except there’s a more vengeful spirit at the forefront that speaks to him, hence the red eyes oooo HAHA

- OoD kenshi, to me, would be more unforgiving and ruthless— he’ll do whatever it takes to reclaim the taira clan’s name, brutally take it with his bare hands if he has to

- also id like to think that whatever spirit speaks to kenshi actually manipulates him very slowly and starts corrupting him, but really its feeding on kenshi’s already present disdain for the yakuza and everyone else that’s wronged him and just amplifies those feelings

- sento eventually convinces kenshi that he cannot trust anyone except for his own— but he’ll also kill anyone that gets in his way and doesn’t share his same vision for the taira clan

- ALSO i just think,,,, kenshi who’s a little crazy and deranged and laughs when he kills the people that have wronged him and his clan is,,,,,, yeah 🥰 that’s all i got tbh

**i don’t have much on HOW exactly he obtains sento, so pls don’t yell at me these are my disjointed thoughts on OoD kenshi LMAO

[signanothername]

After seeing what you thought about the "dadmare" trope, I got a little curious and wanted to know your thoughts on shipkids. Like even if you don't know them all, just Nightmare having children as a concept, I want to know your thoughtssss.

Personally I had this whole spiel about Nm kind of being a manipulative parent that uses different types of manipulative tactics to get his kids to compete with one another. Just like- a way of getting them to spread negative for his own benefit. It's a lot to describe atm but that's the short of it hehe-

Tbh ship kids aren’t my thing, like I don’t hate them, just neutral on them, I don’t find them interesting shshhshs

And as for Nightmare, god forbid he actually becomes a parent dbdhhdhd, this bitch is way too emotionally immature for that to do well with kids

Like tbh my thoughts on this topic are complicated???

But in general, I don’t see Nightmare as a parent, like at all, he doesn’t strike me as someone who wants to have kids or start a family of his own, he’s literally a semi-god, self proclaimed king of negativity in the entire multiverse, extremely powerful and literally immortal, what would having kids add to him?

Like I think it’s an important question to ask: why would Nightmare want, let alone have, kids of his own?

Spreading negativity? He has 3 slaves for that, he can even do it himself thank you

A Familly? He already has a headache inducing twin, that’s one too many

A heir? Heir for what? He’s immortal, and his possessions and power belong to him, and he doesn’t intend on sharing or entrusting it to anyone else (not that anyone deserves to in his eyes in the first place, not even his own family and blood)

Nightmare sees no benefit in having kids, cons more than pros, they add nothing to him, but take so much away, effort and time and resources that he doesn’t intend on wasting in the first place

Like, even if it added anything to him, Nightmare’s just not the kinda person who even wants kids, he isn’t in the mood to pay attention to a weak pathetic child that couldn’t survive on its own

That being said, if he did become a parent, then he’s definitely not gonna be a good one, he’d be neglecting at best, and extremely abusive mentally, emotionally and even physically, at worst

Like believe me when i say that an animal has wayyyyyy better chances around Nightmare than a kid does (and that says a lot when it comes to Nightmare)

Nightmare never had an actual active parent in his own life, and the closest he had to a parent figure, was literally a tree, Nightmare’s too ignorant on the subject of parenting and was super neglected as a child himself to truly understand how to take care of his own

Like why would he become a parent when he doesn’t even fathom the prospect of being one?

Like the closest thing I can imagine Nightmare doing when it comes to parents/parenting, is read books regarding that, not to take care of his would never exist children but cause he’s curious, only to realize “huh, parents are supposed to hold you close and kiss you and encourage/ support and love you??? Sure mother would’ve done that had she been able to, surely she loved us as much as this book speaks of”

Hell, i’d say if Nightmare had a child, it’ll be completely accidental than an actual want/ decision on his part, and a horrifying one to him at that, like I can see Nightmare genuinely freaking out at the prospect of a child of his own, but not in the sense of “oh I don’t know how to be a parent, how shall I take care of you little one?” And more “I never wanted you in the first place why do you exist? You sure as hell would never belong to me” He’d literally abandon them, if he didn’t just immediately kill them

Not to mention, I don’t think Nightmare has the patience to deal with children generally, he barely tolerates the 3 adults living under his own roof

Yeah, Nightmare and children don’t mix well, keep them separated chchhc

He will hold no love or any attachment to his supposed kids, they will not even be in his radar

Does that mean I believe that Nightmare is incapable of love? No, I believe Nightmare is cable of genuine love in general and is absolutely capable of loving people, he loves his twin after all (even when he’s in denial of it)

It’s just that he’s way to blind to that love that settles within him, he’s too stubborn and too afraid, too in denial, and he stomps on any semblance of love, kindness and compassion he has cause he believes it’s irrational, that it’ll get him killed

Plus no one showed him any love, why should he? Not that Nightmare himself believes he’s capable of love, with the hatred consuming his soul, and with how he never truly developed any true love for anyone other than his twin, Nightmare fully believes he’s completely incapable of love

And so he still hurts the people he loves, he still hurts Dream, and he doesn’t hold much guilt for it, he enjoys it even, a sort of sick satisfaction at seeing those who are weaker than him groveling at his feet, a deep rooted hatred that overshadows that love inside him, he’s sadistic and crule and full of hate as much as he’s full of love

His love for someone doesn’t mean they’re safe from him, Nightmare’s better to deal with in a business manner than an emotional one (even when he’s a being that acts on emotion than brain)

Anyone has better chances of being safe from Nightmare if they make a deal with him and somehow convince him to agree on the terms in which they are safe from him in exchange for something he wants, than if they simply rely on his love for them

Cause Nightmare’s hatred always wins against his love, but Nightmare’s fair when it comes to holding his end of the bargain, he doesn’t appreciate deal breakers and it’s beneath him to do so, as long as the other party holds their end, he’ll hold his

In conclusion, keep kids away from this bitch xbbxbxbx

[into-fiction]

so in the books, the wizard is known for using sorcerers behind the scenes to fake his powers (not just madame morrible).

bc of that i believe the idea in the musical is that the wizard wanted to use elphaba for her powers in an on-going fashion. he obviously wanted to see if she could read the grimmerie, and finds out she can. there are plenty of things that she could do with her power and the grimmerie to instill fear and obedience in the people of oz, and he was hoping he could manipulate her into doing so indefinitely. he just wasn't banking on her being so insolent lol

ofc in the books, elphaba isn't even interested in magic at all, and has no inherent magical abilities (it's actually glinda that does!) she's just this science nerd that wants to bring the wizard the results of biological experiments she's been doing to prove that Animals and humans are basically the same thing.

now, if galinda had been the one with natural-born powers in the musical.. who knows. that would be a fascinating AU, though i don't know where it would leave elphaba. maybe a post-university AU with galinda as madame morrible's replacement and elphaba as that same hapless science nerd with half-cocked political aspirations. could be fun!

Oooo that’s fascinating! How did Elphie become the Wicked Witch in the books if she didn’t have magic tho??? That’s a very intriguing twist.

Also yeah I could see the Wizard wanting something like that. I honestly get so interested in what, exactly, sorcery can accomplish in Oz. What are its limits? What is allowed? What’s considered easy and what’s considered hard?? Ugh I LOVE magic systems.

Tbh the only thing that irks me is that the Wizard is clearly already very powerful and beloved. The people don’t seem to NEED fear and obedience- the students barely protesting Dillamonds treatment is good proof of that imo. And if there’s no enemy, there’s no one else planting seeds in their minds.

But I do agree there’s a lot of other behind the scenes ways the Wizard could use Elphie. And hmmm Glinda having magic. Would Morrible like her any better? Would she still be friends with Elphie? Would she have been friends earlier?

Actually- has anyone done an AU yet where Morrible accepts both of them into the seminar at the start? I think I toyed with that as an option before time travel fic started. There wasn’t a ton of interest but *I* love the Morrible/Glinda dynamic so I find it cool lmao.

[kissingghouls]

Last X-mas (Part One)

Mary Goore x f!Reader

Summary: A shitty xmas party brings you and Mary a little closer. (900 words)(Part One takes place before Winter Chill and Part Two takes place after the other More Goore stories ♥) tags: prequel kinda?, more Goore '24 universe, he/they Mary. warnings: Mary's a little depressed, Reader's boyfriend is an asshole, manipulative behavior. (These things are barely there, but I want everyone to be safe ♥)

Note: Mary anon, your prompt is also included in part 2. I got carried away tbh. ♥ soft Mary forever.

There was nothing worse than a bad party. Scratch that. There was nothing worse than being stuck at a bad party. But there Mary was leaning against a wall at Chaos House, stuck and not having any fun. The living room was full of people in ugly sweaters despite the intense heat being created by said idiots writhing in the tiny space. A poorly decorated artificial tree stood in the corner bent at an odd angle because no one ever properly stored the thing, they just tossed it down the basement stairs when its time was up. Around him, people were having a great time laughing and dancing. But his beer was warm, his mood was sour, and he couldn’t help thinking he wasn’t supposed to be here. 

As much as he loved his friends, watching them all dance to blast beats over that George Michael song wasn’t enough to distract him from all the shit that had gone wrong that year. That shitty relationship. The even shittier breakup afterward. That driver’s test mishap. That job offer in the city that fell through—the one that was supposed to get him out of this shitty little town. Part of him knows this was for the better somehow—that relationship was already beyond doomed, that job would have fucking sucked and he didn’t have a car anyway. But his mind still wandered through all the ways the next year could’ve been different if he wasn’t such a spectacular fuck up. 

They dragged themselves away from the party and slipped through the back door undetected. It was a moonless night and the light on the back porch had burned out at least a year ago, but Chaos House didn’t earn its name ironically and Mary didn’t really mind sulking in the dark alone. They dropped into a chair in a shadowy corner, lit a cigarette, and stared up at the sky. The universe carried on spinning and whatever momentary calm that and the nicotine had brought them was quickly undone by the sudden appearance of you. In all their pathetic self-loathing they hadn’t even realized you were at this party and that, for some unknown reason, made them feel ten times worse.

But there you were, adorable as ever, with sparkles in your hair and a weird Krampus on your shirt.

They sat up and opened their mouth to speak as you passed, not wanting to scare you by being a creep in the shadows. But you marched straight past, heavy boots stomping like you were on an angry mission. Like you were escaping and you couldn’t get away fast enough. You were halfway down the steps before the door flew open and your shitty boyfriend appeared. He crossed the deck without noticing Mary and quickly caught up to you.

“Why are you being like this?” he hissed as he caught your arm to stop you. “It’s not a big deal!”

You whipped around with fire in your eyes and pried yourself free of his grip. It was obvious now that you’d been crying and the more you tried to get away from the guy, the more Mary could tell you were drunk. On unsteady feet, you managed to back out of his reach, mumbling as you swiped at your face and smeared your makeup even more. 

“Not a big deal?” you asked through gritted teeth. “You’re such a fucking asshole.”

Mary’s stomach sank. He leaned further into the shadows, embarrassed about overhearing such an intense and clearly private conversation. He never liked the guy and couldn’t give a fuck less about what happened to him, but you—god, you deserved so much better than this dipshit. 

“C’mon don’t be like that,” he groaned and reached for you.

“Don’t fucking touch me,” you warned, stumbling back a few steps.

“God, you’re really going to act like this? It’s not a big deal—”

“If you say that one more time I’m going to kick you in the dick.”

“Whatever. You’re just mad because you’re drunk. Let’s go,” he ordered in an annoyed tone and tried to wrangle you back up the steps.

“Don’t touch me—”

“Hey!” Mary shouted as he stood. He rushed from his spot in the dark and leaned hard into your boyfriend, shoving him away from you. “She said don’t touch her.”

“Oh, Jesus Christ, not you,” he groaned, rolling his eyes. “Mind your own fucking business, Goore.”

“Nah, this is my business now, so why don’t you fuck off?”

“You know what? Fine. Why don’t you take her home since you love her so much. I’m fucking done,” he huffed and stormed off.

Mary stood silently, watching as the hulking shadow of your asshat boyfriend made his way around the outside of the house. Seconds later a car door slammed and tires spun, leaving you and him awkwardly alone outside.

He turned toward you and cleared his throat. “I…uh— “

“Don’t,” you begged quietly.

“Wasn’t gonna. You ok?”

“No,” you admitted shaking your head. “Why is he so…”

“I don’t know. Probably because he’s a dick.”

You sniffed hard and wiped the tears away with the back of your hand. “I wanna go home.”

His chest grew tight. The only thing you wanted at that moment was something he couldn’t really give you himself. “You want me to help you find a ride?”

“Nah, I’ll be ok.” You looked up at him with big, sad eyes. “Thank you, Mary.”

He shrugged. “It’s nothin’.”

“It’s something, Goore. Accept it.”

“Okay.”

You gave him a soft smile and a tiny wave before making your way back up to the house.

“Hey, uh…Merry Christmas or whatever,” he called after you.

You snorted and turned back to him. “It’s July.”

[squigglewigglewoo]

Hello~

Wondering if I may request something like what you wrote for Chuuya and Dazai but with Fyodor 👉🏻👈🏻

Feel free to ignore🫣

sure thing! can't promise how well it'll be, I don't know the most about fyodors character, I hope you're happy with this, though!

(✧) warnings: lowercase writing, sexual content, virginity loss, fyodors probably his own warning tbh, maybe a hint of manipulation? degradation, pet names (dorogoy, lyubov), possessiveness and possible obsession. probably ooc bc I don't know the characters behavior all to well. MDNI 18+, NSFW below the cut!

(✦) summary: what's it like having your virginity taken by the russian rat? 540 words~

(✧) a/n: so I might've gotten carried away. wrote this in a rush and on my phone, hopefully it isn't to terrible.

(✦) pairing: fyodor x reader

(✧) listening to~ Mary by The Happy Fits

oh, the moment you tell this man, something gleams in his eyes. gods, he lives to think of you as innocent, pure, and he's the one who gets to strip you of that purity? he's got a you pulled into his lap, legs wrapped around his hips as your back arches off the bed as he fucks you slow with his fingers, purposely missing that sweet spot just to watch you squirm and beg as he opens you up. "oh, you really thought you'd get to cum that easily? you dumb little thing.. no, you have to earn it, dorogoy." he pulls his hand away just as your about to reach that climax you want oh so dearly, the man chuckling as you whine, teary eyes looking up at him confusedly as he shifts positions, him laying down as his hands hold your hips so your above the tip of his dick, just barely touching your entrance. there's a lazy smirk on his lips, eyes hooded as he looks up at you, your desperate and disheveled appearance making a sense of pride go through him. he's the one who did this to you. he's the only one who can pull you into such a dumb, needy state. a gasp is pulled from your throat as he shoves you down onto his cock, thrusting his hips up at the same time, ripping a near pornographic moan from you as you plant your hands on his chest, the tears that brim your eyes threatening to spill over. he doesn't do anything for a moment, and you think that maybe, just maybe, he's finally giving you a chance to adjust, but the thought is tarnished as he pulls you near completely off him, slamming you back down with strength you didn't think the anemic had, thrusting his hips up in perfect timing, making you see stars, the pain blending with pleasure. he laughs, fucking laughs at you, words only occasionally changing in pitch as he tired to keep his composure as he watches you lose yours. babbles of "s'too much- too much-!" and "s- slow down-!" leave you, and he only moves a hand from your hip to rub harsh circles at your clit. "oh? it's to much, so you want me to stop?" he snickers as you cry and beg for him to keep going when he slows, a pace that's borderline painful from how slows he's going, your stomach hurting from the edging. "keep going? but I thought it was to much? oh, lyubov, you need to make up your mind." the pet name rolls off his tongue in a mocking, teasing tone, and the returns to being near animalistic, your eyes rolling back as you cum, vision turning white as your legs tremble and your nearly fold onto him, but he just keeps going, overstimulating you, chuckling in your ear as you weakly claw at his chest, whines of "no more- n'more-" leaving you. "I know, I know, lyubov. say your mine and I'll stop. say that I'm the only one who makes you feel like this and it'll be over." he's a horridly manipulative person, a liar as well. he didn't stop, not like you wanted him to, anyways.

masterlist!

dividers by @/cafekitsune

[rei-ismyname]

X-Factor #8 X-Manhunt highlights

I'm not reviewing any issues of X-Factor ever (unless someone paid me.) It's a weak comic, and not bad good either. However, it follows on directly from X-Men issue #13 (review here) and has moments of interest relating to those characters. X-Manhunt is not meant to be a solveable mystery - it's got late Game of Thrones vibes - putting so much effort into subverting expectations that it forgets to make sense or reward close attention.

So long folks!

The two teams fight, of course, real Looney Tunes shit. The Forget-me-not joke is told again and it's still not funny. They lose Xavier after a minute or two, lol. Poor X-Men spent all this effort being competent, but they stumbled into X-Factor's orbit and become bozos.

Update on Warren! He was in hospital for so long because he was receiving 'upgrades.' Elective procedures. Issue #1 established that he lost his Archangel transformation, though he didn't elaborate on how that happened. This book is cancelled and has other threads to tie up, like 'why is Havok such a loser?' and 'what was the point of this?' so I don't expect much on Warren.

That means Archangel mysteriously disappeared then Warren willingly recreated his worst trauma and the bane of his existence. The upgrade is basically Archangel again plus metal feet and a sword. I'd guess that the next writer to use Warren will ignore this, plus his willing stint in the US military.

After Havok was fired from X-Factor he was moping in his bare apartment, angsting over Lorna. Frenzy came over and recruited him for a Mutant Underground mission. He questioned why they'd trust him after he snitched to the military but went with it anyway. Turns out it was Chuck, who needed allies and went with Frenzy and Havok. Not sure when he had time to do that, but it doesn't matter. 'Twas these two who snatched Chuck.

Havok is being unbearably naive. He's just had his heartbreak and depression manipulated into sheltering the most wanted man in the world. He's really nostalgic because that photo is from the sixties. Not sure if Frenzy is telepathically influenced but she seems really happy to help a dude that joined ORCHIS. Scott knocks her out so I guess we'll never know.

Yeah, Alex. It's Scott.

Scott wants to kill Chuck, maybe? Alex wants to protect Chuck, I guess. I probably wouldn't want to talk to Alex right now either tbh. He asks why Scott is doing this, so I assume they really haven't been talking. The brothers haven't been on page together since Dark Web or thereabouts I think. They were on okay terms then, they'd even just had a good chat.

Err, Scott doesn't answer the question verbally. Surely they're both affected by the woke mind virus here. I could believe everything up to 'why can't you just stay gone?' Alex says mouths some lonely platitudes, which is in character, it's just a drastic escalation in general.

I found it annoying in Raid on Graymalkin that all interpersonal communication has a question mark over it due to psychic influence. It's just as irksome here because I'd like to know their actual feelings. The woke mind virus means it can't be trusted and is kinda pointless. No, it's worse than that - it's ambiguous without hope of clarity.

Even the story doesn't care, as Scott abruptly stops fighting to talk to Chuck. He asks him why, but don't get excited for an answer to that.

Chuck has a fucking Krakoan egg. The last one, apparently. Why here and now? IDK. Chuck says Hope a lot which feels like a red herring.

Sadly, there's no time for any kind of resolution or answers. Chuck has an appointment derailing the next issue of X-Force and the most narratively satisfying way to get there is *checks notes* to have a rando appear out of thin air and teleport Chuck away. Oh, okay. See ya buddy!

They don't take the egg, though it's pretty useless without Cerebro. The X-Men's role in X-Manhunt is over, but at least they have an unknown mindless body to deal with. If we're using Krakoan lore for how they work then that person should be dead. Drowned long ago. Let's double check. Goldballs creates the egg, Proteus makes it viable, someone (usually Hope) injects the DNA, Elixir brings them to life, Tempus ages them to adulthood/desired age. All this is done at the same time - when it's finished they're alive but blank. Requiring Oxygen etc. Last step is using Cerebro to put their memories/personality in, but that can be done before or after they hatch.

Maybe Chuck did his bit before he got snatched and they'll hatch shortly. If not, they'll die very soon. Some mutants don't need Oxygen etc, but they're rare. Like I said, this is not meant to be solvable through clues. One would assume it's related to the Xandra mission, but who knows? My guess is a much younger Xavier who dies immediately lol. Then they have a corpse and some fresh trauma, though no answers. I wonder what Frenzy is doing. Are the two teams still fighting?

For a relaunch that's determined to distance itself from Krakoa something as iconic as an egg is a weird choice. Cool, I guess? What do you think?