#hehe the homoeroticism

[hauntingblue]

The brothel owner said boy... being a virgin samurai is not cool. Get some bitches asap.

[misplaced4everpartners]

I never post about my fics on here but since the Tokyo Ghoul fandom isn’t very active anymore, I’m dropping this off here so those who are interested can find it easier.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

you said the m!reader for the host fic will dissuade feedback but that's one of the aspects that makes me excited for the fic, i feel like there is a huge lack of male reader fics in this fandom so it'll be nice to see some :)) also i am very in love with how you write for suguru you have helped make me very very unnormal for him i fear...i just like your works a lot and i always look forward to seeing them and love rereading them !!

anonnnnnnnnn

thank you !!!!!!!!!! that makes me really happy hehe …. i generally keep all my readers gn for . entirely self-indulgent reasons LMAO but it felt right for this particular reader to be a guy …….. silly gay guy just for me and geto to torture a little bit. (sweetly)

i very much feel like it’ll dissuade lots of people from reading still psbdkkd BUT LIKE ….. at the end of the day it doesn’t matter ….. and well . if some people read it just for that i’ll be happy too <3 you’re so so sweet and i’m cupping both ur cheeks in my palms… my fav thing to hear Ever is that i made someone less normal abt suguru LMAO that means a lot :3c and i’m so happy you enjoy the way i write him!!!! i fear there is a good chance i’ll write nothing but him this year LMAO i’m never making it out of the mines…..

[bumblesimagines]

Metamorphosis

Request: Yes or No

Summary: In the aftermath of everything they've gone through, regret and grief settles in.

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

CW/TW: Typical Alien warnings, mentions of death and injuries, pregnancy mention, homoeroticism and unplanned pregnancies will be the death of us all, survivors guilt, favorite type of ending hehe haha

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Space is typically defined as the infinite expanse between celestial bodies; the perfect vacuum where stars, planets, and other bodies move freely unless bound by the pull of gravity keeping them within an orbit.

When (Y/N) was younger, he'd sit huddled beneath his blanket with a flashlight illuminating an old tablet showcasing outer space, or more specifically, the sun. 

Per his less-than-impressive lessons and all the information he accessed throughout the years, suns are defined as large spherical stars made up of plasma and energy that are able to pull other celestial bodies into an orbit thus creating a system.

His home planet, LV-410, was a ringed planet part of the Alpheios System with its very own sun. Except, his home, or preferably his hell, was covered in thick clouds and smog that made it impossible to see the sun. 

His glee was immense when he laid eyes on it for the first time. It was bright, brighter than he ever imagined, but the prospect of finding a new home far, far away from his mining colony was more exciting.

Up until that point, his future was clear: work at the mines until he dropped dead from age or died from a terminal illness caused by the working conditions. But a new star system, a new planet, opened up a whole new world of opportunities. 

His glee died with the rest of his friends.

It had to have been at least a day, maybe two.. maybe even three, since he allowed his friends to convince him to search an obsolete Weyland-Yutani ship for its cryosleep chambers. It seemed far-fetched, at first, to find enough chambers with enough fuel to get them all to Yvaga in nine years but they did it. Tyler, Bjorn, and Andy found the damned chambers and fuel... at the biggest cost.

"What do you think Yvaga is going to be like?" Kay asked softly, her wayward curls tickling his chin as she curled further into his body. Her fingers toyed with his hand, fingertips going over the wrinkles on his knuckles and then pressing into the callouses on his skin from his work in the mines. 

"Well, for starters, we'll see the sun each time we wake up." He told her, lips brushing against her hair before they pressed into the crown of her head. His other hand that'd been massaging her hip (partly out of nerves for the others after Rain and Navarro rushed off in a panic) trekked upward until it rested only the slight curve of her belly. Kay smiled.

"He'll know what the sun's like from the moment he's born, huh?"

"He?"

Kay shrugged and giggled, brushing curls away from her face to peer up at him properly. "It's just a feeling I have. I think it's going to be a boy." She smiled again, bigger and happier this time. "Our son."

"Yeah," He chuckled. The idea of fatherhood still floated above his head, not yet fully sunken in. It was weird yet exciting, in a way. "You know Bjorn will demand we name him after him then, right?"

"No." Lines formed when Kay crinkled her nose and she quickly shook her head. "No way. Not happening."

Their laughter followed though it was abruptly cut off when Navarro stumbled past the bed with a pale face and wide, frantic eyes, her body swaying and nearly crashing into the walls around her.

They moved immediately and Kay hurried after her adoptive cousin with concerned questions tumbling out of her mouth one right after the other. (Y/N) turned in the direction she came from, but when no one else followed, he moved. 

"Bjorn? Tyler?" He called into the deck below. He could hear someone's frantic breathing and a flurry of words drenched in a familiar accent he'd grown to dislike. "Bjorn? You okay, man?" 

He never liked the bastard, but he was still Tyler and Kay's cousin, so he climbed down the yellow emergency ladder into the deck leading toward the airlock and docking bay to check on him. Tyler's voice flowed into the rooms from the intercom, laced with irritation and demanding Bjorn to open the door.

His pace quickened and just as he laid eyes on the bandana-wearing idiot, the ship suddenly began moving sideways. He stumbled, catching himself on the ladder but when he managed to steady himself, he heard Kay's horrified scream echo above him. 

Before he could even begin to react, his body was thrown sideways with a collision and slammed into the far-side wall.

He'd been staring at the wall ever since the thing was vacuumed into space. His mind was elsewhere.

It was back home in his trailer on the rickety tablet reading about the godforsaken sun. It was back in the mines where each time he took a breath he felt the overwhelming urge to cough until his lungs gave out. It was in front of the Harrison's trailer when Tyler confronted him about his feelings for Kay with hot tears of betrayal coating his grime-covered cheeks.

It was anywhere but present.

Rain's footsteps were muffled to his ears, barely audible to him until she stood right in front of him. He stared at her legs instead, and then at her face when she crouched down to be at eye-level with him.

Her face was blurry until he blinked, momentarily bringing himself back into his body. Her blue eyes stared back at him, squinted with concern and exhaustion. Her lips moved but, like her footsteps, her words were muffled. 

Rain squeezed her eyes shut and dropped her shoulders with a heavy sigh. She pressed her palms into the floor and crawled into the spot beside him where she mimicked his position and propped her arms on her knees.

Rain stared at the wall with him for a few minutes as her chest began to rise and fall more quickly, her cracked lips trembling uncontrollably. Her body soon shook with sobs and hiccups. 

He wanted to cry. He wanted to scream and punch and kick but his body remained in place on the floor. He wanted to think he was dying; he desperately wished he was, otherwise, he'd have to come to terms with whatever was inside him. He stared at the wall because if he looked at his hands he'd notice the once all-consuming pain in his body had faded. He'd be prompted to take a look at his hip. He'd remember all too clearly.

He was supposed to be dead.

"(Y/N)?" A hushed, annoyingly familiar voice whispered into his ear, trembling and frightened. "C'mon, man, please. I know you hate me but please.. wake up."

A groan formed on his lips, but a rough hand slapped over his mouth to muffle it. A throbbing pain in the back of his head and across his shoulders intensified as he began to wake fully, each movement sending a spark of pain up his spine. He cracked his eyes open and looked into Bjorn's wide, glistening eyes. They shut briefly when he exhaled in relief, then he brought a shaky finger to his lips to make a shushing motion. 

(Y/N) pressed his lips together tightly to refrain from questioning him about the collision, about the flickering lights. Any other day, he might've, but he'd never seen Bjorn look so pale with fear before. Bjorn was cocky, confident, and an overall asshole, but he bulldozed into everything headfirst. He never left space for fear. (Y/N)'s heart rapidly sunk into his stomach and he raised a hand to touch the blood clinging to the side of Bjorn's head. What the hell was going on?

Slowly and carefully, Bjorn helped him onto his step and brought his finger to his lips again before he pointed down the long corridor that led to the airlock. Right at the end of the corridor attached to the wall was something large, fleshly, and dripping with a thick fluid that pulsated every few seconds. (Y/N)'s head whipped around to look at Bjorn wide-eyed. 

Bjorn stepped closer to him and brought himself close to his ear, his breath hot and trembling. "It- It came... from Navarro's chest.."

(Y/N) could only stare at him in bewilderment until his heart skipped a beat and his body stiffened with alarm. Kay. His eyes shot over to the ladder and he staggered toward it, his teeth grinding together at every ache and protest from his body demanding a moment of rest.

He stopped when a shadow blocked the light flickering from above. Hot tears of relief pricked at the back of his eyes at the sight of Kay making her way down the ladder with scrapes and bruises but still alive.

The moment the bottom of her shoes were securely on the metal floor, she whirled around and threw her arms around him. Her body trembled with muffled sobs and her tears formed wet spots on his shirt, her face only digging further into him when he cradled her body into his. The splattered blood on her face and Bjorn's words only meant one thing: Navarro was dead.

Kay pulled back and parted her lips, but Bjorn made the shushing motion again and nodded for them to follow him down the corridor toward the door. (Y/N) took Kay's shaking hand in his and kept her behind him as they followed Bjorn. His ears picked up the sharp inhale Kay took at the sight of the cocoon on the wall. Bjorn limped toward a small station at the wall, where he attached the plug to his shock baton. 

(Y/N)'s eyes flickered toward the door. They needed to leave. For Kay's sake. For the baby's sake.

Bjorn jabbed the baton into the cocoon and shouted desperately as blue electrically sparked brightly inside the cocoon, inhuman shrills and shrieks leaving the creature inside. The box sparked brightly and gave out within minutes, making the lights in the ship flicker more wildly. (Y/N) tugged on Kay's arm and hurried past Bjorn toward the door. They needed to leave now-

Bjorn screamed in pain and the two spun around, catching the end of a long armored tail slipping back into the cocoon while Bjorn groaned and clutched his eye. Blood oozed from between his fingers and trailed down his wrist as he withered in pain on the floor until a liquid dripping from the cocoon fell on him.

(Y/N) swallowed down the urge to vomit his lunch when the sizzling sound and smell of skin burning reached him. 

"Kay, we need to move." He hissed and turned away, freeing his hand from her tight hold to frantically press the button but it beeped in error each time. He could feel a sob begin to bubble in his throat. None of the buttons he pressed did anything but beep in error. "Kay, Kay, please, we have to leave."  

Kay backed up until she was pressed against the door, her eyes wide and breaths leaving her in short bursts. (Y/N) refused to turn to look at what she was staring at. "I-I don't know. I don't- I don't know. I don't know." 

"Kay? (Y/N)?" Tyler's quiet voice spoke through the intercom. Too quiet, too breathy for the guy who lost his mind when it came to his little sister. For the guy willing to take a punch for him. He sounded scared. "I'm here. I'm here." 

More noises from behind him. Kay released a horrified whimper. (Y/N) mashed his thumb into every button on the pad.

"The door, Tyler, the door." (Y/N) made the mistake of glancing back. There was something big emerging from the cocoon. (Y/N) was certain his finger was going to break from how hard he was pressing each button. "It- It won't open, Ty, it won't open. Ty, please. Ty-"

"There's a key, (Y/N). There's a-" Tyler inhaled quietly, sharply. "Look for a key."

Kay dropped down to the floor and began combing it for a key, her head whipping around in each direction until her hand darted out to snatch something a few inches away from his feet. She stumbled onto her feet and jammed the key into the keyhole, her curls tumbling back and forth over her shoulder with each glance she stole at the creature. (Y/N) pulled on the lever and the door opened for them, invading the space with cool air. 

(Y/N) looked over his shoulder and almost choked on his breath. The creature, the fucking alien, looked straight from a tale of horror told to kids to keep them from going out alone. Its black skeletal frame slowly rose onto its long hind legs and its long cylinder-shaped head cocked in their direction, rows of teeth exposing with a low hiss.

(Y/N) took Kay's hand in his and bolted past the door, only for a scream to rip from their throats as they fell and collided with the metal floor below. Black spotting filled his vision and a heaviness tugged at his eyelids but he felt Kay's fingers twitch and spasm in his palm.

He picked up the click of sprinklers and his body jerked at the sensation of cold water hitting him, the soft pelting soothing his warm skin and coaxing the need to shut his eyes completely out of his system.

He remained still and listened to his breathing, the sound of the water hitting the floor, and waited for any sign of the monstrous creature.

With a soft, breathy groan, (Y/N) shielded his eyes from the bright light above and the water as he forced himself to sit up despite the pain spreading through his muscles. He looked down at Kay when she grunted, his eyes darting from her contorted features to her belly.

Something moved.

The baby was kicking, he realized. Another kick and Kay's hand flew down to clutch her belly with a wince. He was old enough to kick. 

(Y/N) shook his head. He'd worry about the baby's development later, once they were far, far away from the alien. His hand clutched her forearm and he helped her move to the edge of the platform. They hopped down, the groan and creaking of the metal prompting them to hurry beneath the catwalk and out of sight. They crawled beneath it and then, something hard landed on the catwalk. 

Immediately, (Y/N) pulled Kay closer until she was halfway beneath him and pressed his hand to her mouth. He held his breath and froze, waiting for the creature to rip through the metal and tear into him, but its feet thumped against the catwalk when it moved away. He couldn't deduce if his shaking was from the cold water or the fear pumping through him.

He lifted his head, slowly and almost hesitantly, at the sound of more clanking. He caught it dragging the bodies of Bjorn and Navarro away down another hall and took his hand away from Kay's mouth to push at her back until she scrambled toward the end and carefully hopped down.

He followed after her, taking quick glances in the direction of the hallway while they made their way through what seemed to be a former storage room in the direction of the only other exit. Kay rushed over to it and frantically tapped the buttons but an alarm began blaring above them instead. 

"Access denied."

(Y/N)'s head snapped toward the hallway and he waited with baited breath for it to appear again. Something slammed against the door and when he spun around to look, Tyler's face greeted them on the other side. His lips moved but the thickness of the door and walls muffled whatever he was telling them.

Rain and Andy appeared behind them and Andy stepped toward the panel, only to grow still instead of opening the door for them. In the reflection of the glass window, (Y/N) caught sight of the huge figure climbing out of the hallway and Andy backed away.

Kay slammed her palms against the door, her shoulders jerking with each hiccup. "Open the door. Tyler, please, open the door."

Tyler's wide eyes flickered between them, his lips moving quicker with what he assumed were meant to be reassuring words. (Y/N) grinded his teeth together to keep them from clattering and ignored every instinct in his body screaming at him.

He swallowed, a few tears slipping down his cheeks, and he turned around to face the alien. It stared back at him, or he assumed. It had no visible eyes, and its pitch-black skin was scarred and burnt from Bjorn's attack. 

"Get the door open, Ty."

(Y/N) walked cautiously, every movement he made slow as if he were dealing with one of the aggressive drunks back home. He ignored Kay's crying, the desperate muffled shouting that grew louder. The alien tracked him, its large head turning to follow him. It hissed and bared its teeth again, its drool dripping from its mouth and onto the container it'd perched itself on. Its long, blade-tipped tail waved behind it threateningly, twitching with anticipation. 

It moved and barely made a sound. Its long limbs extended downward toward the floor, claws scraping lightly against the metal and tail raising even higher. (Y/N) glanced past it to look back at Kay. She shook her head desperately and clutched her belly, her legs nearly giving out beneath her from how hard she sobbed. He took a breath and bolted. 

He didn't get very far before a sharp, hot pain erupted from his hip, and blood splattered on the container beside him. There was another hiss, but not from behind him. Kay's scream was short-lived.

"This was all for nothing." His throat ached, parched. Rain's head whipped around to look at him, strands of her short brown hair swishing and hitting her flushed red cheeks. "This was all for fucking nothing."

"No." Rain whispered and she shook her head rapidly, her body moving to kneel beside him and stare into the side of his face. "No, no, it can't be. We- We have to get to Yvaga, (Y/N). We have to."

"There is no we, Rain!" (Y/N) snapped with a hot flash of unsuspected anger, the fury so bright and overwhelming he wanted to smash her head into the wall. Rain flinched and leaned back, away from him with wide eyes. His legs slumped and he quickly moved his shaking hands beneath his thighs, keeping them pinned and out of sight. That wasn't right. He wasn't right. "Everyone's dead."

"But you and me and Andy aren't, (Y/N). We came here.. for those fucking chambers. They wanted to get to Yvaga. We have to go... for- for them and for ourselves. Please... nine years is too long. You're- You're..." Rain swallowed and licked her lips. Her mouth opened and closed whilst she searched for the right words. His arm jerked when her fingertips grazed along it. "You're... alive. Andy says there's something different-"

"No shit, Rain." (Y/N) hissed. "I'm sick."

He couldn't think. He couldn't breathe. Everything hurt. 

Each breath he took felt as if someone had lit his lungs on fire and his stomach churned with nausea. His left side was numb, lost to any sensation and tingling. Something warm soaked through his pant leg and made the fabric cling to his skin. He thought about closing his eyes, thought about giving into the drowsiness weighing him down. 

Someone let out a wheezy grunt across from him. Soft, high-pitched. Kay.

He tried lifting his head but it only twitched, and any words he tried to speak only came out in low hums that vibrated in his throat. His vision was too blurry to see anything past the faint outline of his hanging arms splattered with blood. Where were they? He only remembered something stiff and hard stabbing through his body before his vision had darkened. 

"Kay?! (Y/N)?!" 

Tyler... sweet, sweet Tyler. Tyler who'd forced him into a friendship when they were seven; Tyler who'd waited outside his trailer every day to hang out; Tyler who'd smiled at him so lovingly and then broken his heart by dating Rain; Tyler who'd punched him when he learned he hooked up with Kay. Tyler.. who was still alive. 

A groan emitted from his chest. He had to focus. He blinked sluggishly and demanded his limbs to move. His fingers twitched, spasming and jerking until he could curl most of them into a fist. He took another, shaky breath and squeezed his eyes shut. Everything throbbed and ached. He ignored it as best he could and forced his eyes open, his vision focusing just a little more.

"Kay! (Y/N)!" 

Quick footsteps approached them and Tyler's face appeared below him, his big brown eyes peering up at him. Tyler smiled so big (Y/N) was sure it'd hurt his cheeks. Tyler began peeling away at the slime and debris keeping him attached to the wall until his body slumped forward and almost toppled them both over.

(Y/N)'s back pressed against cool metal. A railing. Where were they? He stopped caring when his vision finally focused and he watched Rain and Tyler catch Kay's pale, shivering body. Her eyes kept rolling to the back of her head.

"They- They're losing blood, Tyler." Rain crawled toward him and pressed her hand into his side, apologies leaving her in almost incoherent babbles when he groaned and tilted his head back.

His chest stuttered and he braced himself to look at the damage. His shirt was ripped and blood was rapidly oozing from between Rain's fingers. No matter how hard she pressed, it kept coming. He was going to die. "It's too much. It's too much blood." Rain babbled.

"Maybe that's why they haven't been implanted yet." Andy sounded too cold, too detached.

His head lolled back again. He felt cold, so, so cold. The world began to spin in a whirl, blurring and merging together into one big blob. Their voices came and went, muffled then clear then muffled again. Pain flared again when Rain pressed harder into his side with one hand and then cupped his cheek with the other, warm blood rubbing across his skin.

She looked terrified. 

Another garbled groan. Andy slung his arm around his shoulder and then heaved him up onto his weak, nearly limp legs. His hand pressed into (Y/N)'s side, hard and enough for his legs to give out. Andy kept him upright. He expected a pun, some stupid joke to take the edge off, but Andy remained silent as he effortlessly ran with the others, his hand managing to remain still enough to not cause any more damage. (Y/N) wanted to vomit. 

Suddenly, Andy froze and squinted. (Y/N) raised his head and blinked the tears from his eyes, blinked the blur away for a fleeting moment. An alien moved along the wall, creeping upward so silently it avoided being noticed by Rain while she cupped Kay's face and comforted her. Tyler tore himself away from the lift's gate and leaped in front of Rain right as the tail darted forward. 

(Y/N) couldn't even scream.

He staggered forward, shoving the silent Andy aside, and clung onto the railing. His legs shook and another hiccuping sob tore through his chest. The tail cut cleanly through Tyler's shoulder and then lifted him upward, tearing through his shoulder by inches. Andy moved, but the alien used Tyler's squirming body to toss him back before it lifted Tyler through a hole in the ceiling and disappeared with him. Andy seized beside him but (Y/N) only stared at the ceiling. 

His feet took him toward Kay and Rain right before his legs buckled and gave out, sending jolts of pain up his thighs from his sore knees. Rain wrapped an arm around his chest and dragged him toward the waiting lift as best as she could before returning for Kay.

With the last bit of his energy, he rolled over onto his back and tried looking for Kay but his head remained tilted to the side. Black dots invaded his vision and his breath grew even more labored. 

(Y/N) stared hopelessly at the flickering lights passing by the rapidly moving lift. He wondered what his son would look like, what Kay would name him when she got to Yvaga. He hoped she told him tales of his uncle, of all the stupid antics they got up to.

The exhausting weight pressing down on his body won and he released a shaky, wheezy breath. Just as he let his eyes flutter shut, his shirt was lifted and something pricked into his abdomen. 

Then, there was a sensation that tore a groan from his body and made his back arch. It was cold, as if ice had been directly injected into his veins, and made him cough and gasp.

Sweat dripped from his pores and his heartbeat pounded in his ears, strong and pumping and overwhelmingly alive. A small cylinder rolled around near his head, empty and with droplets of a black liquid inside it. 

"You're not sick." Rain asserted and roughly rubbed the tear streaks on her cheeks, her voice too shaky for him to believe a single word she spoke. "You're just different. Maybe- Maybe there's a cure on Yvaga or- or a way to get the compound out of you. Someone.. someone will know what to do." 

(Y/N)'s hands shot toward himself and he tore the remainder of his shirt until his torso was exposed to the cool air flowing through the ship. The large slice the alien left when it pierced its tail right above his hipbone had mended itself together, leaving black scabbing behind that uncomfortably resembled the hard material of the alien's skeleton.

He grabbed Rain's wrist and yanked on it until her palm was pressed into the scar left behind. It should've hurt, it should ached or burned with hot searing pain but he felt nothing. 

"I'm not just different, Rain. Something's changing me..." Her watered eyes jumped up to meet his gaze. "Something's inside me."

[allieebobo]

Honestly even if you don't care about the homoeroticism or the actual love triangle, I still recommend challengers for the soundtrack, like that shit goes HARD and for the way they recorded the matches at some point even THE BALL became the camera. Also 10/10 ad for CT:OS, I finished watching that and I immediately wanted to replay the game.

Oh no I haven't had the chance to watch challengers yet, but it's still showing... Been distracted by the French Open (sidetone: I seriously love Iga) and also(!!) I've been spending every minute of my free weekend time writing CT:OS!!!

(hehe. Yes, that was a very teacher's pet thing to declare.)

I'll go listen to the soundtrack right now though!! I've been looking for more songs to listen to while writing, so this rec comes at the perfect time! :)

[bthump]

ever since i got into berserk, there's this certain thing that keeps bothering my mind.

casca seemed very aware of what was actually happening between griffith and guts since the very beginning. she was even showing signals of jealously while she was having a conversation with guts, mentioning that griffith never acted that way with anyone else. also, there's that moment where she starts to say something about his relationship with guts and doesn't finish, (which is filled with romantic implications.) maybe she "misunderstood" griffith's feelings because of charlotte, sure, but it's still weird.

i mean, when guts returned after that year, rickert literally said that griffith was depressed because of him. it was obvious at this point and there was no room for any doubts about his feelings for guts. casca was also blaming him for what happened to griffith and despite all that, she still decided to throw herself in guts' arms? i'm not a casca hater or anything, i just can't understand her actions at all. everything looks very wrong to me.

i'd like to know your thoughts about this! (again, hehe.) ♡

Thanks for the ask!

There's a lot I hate about the Guts/Casca sex scene lol, but I don't think Casca fucking Guts while knowing Griffith loves him is an issue. For one thing, Griffith might be dead, which she says before they bone. She's tired of making decisions based on a dude she hasn't seen in a year and who might be dead by now. For another thing, even if she does make the connection that Griffith's love = he wants an actual romantic relationship with Guts, there's no indication that she believes Guts isn't straight and reciprocates those feelings, or that Griffith's love for Guts could even go anywhere if Guts' did reciprocate. He had a dream and a princess to marry, and now they have no idea what his situation will be if they find him alive.

Griffith and Guts ending up together romantically probably isn't a realistic possibility in Casca's mind, even if she is jealous of Griffith's nebulous feelings for Guts.

And finally, even if it was a distinct likelihood that they're both physically attracted to each other and willing to act on it, why should Casca have to step aside when Guts is also willing to hook up with her here and now? Guts has a free choice too, and he's the one who kissed her first, so he's choosing her over the potential of Griffith.

Like, I know I prefer griffguts lol, but I don't blame Casca for wanting something for herself here. She just spent a year maintaining the Hawks for Griffith's sake and losing her mind over it, I'm kind of happy for her that she decides to do something for herself, even if I think it's misguided, I don't enjoy it, and a lot of the writing around it is messy. Like, taking Casca's desire for Guts and suicide attempt at face value rather than criticizing it to hell and back as I'm wont to do lol, I think Casca fucking Guts rather than going 'I can't because Griffith is into him' was the better option for her.

Also, at the end of the day, the most accurate answer is just that the homoeroticism is still subtext and therefore you can't assume that Casca makes the connection between Griffith's love and Griffith's sexual desire, and judge her actions based on that, imo. Textually she's jealous of Griffith's feelings, but those are ambiguous, and it could be the intensity, rather than the nature of those feelings, that she's jealous of. Like yeah I think the homoerotic element is incredibly obvious, but if it's meant to factor in wrt how other characters behave and how we perceive their choices, then it needs to be textual.

[carniferous]

dil i saw that do mi TIIII why not MEEEE and i almost THREW UP . i already know what that one's about.. and i wish i didn't.. (girl who's actually obsessed with that idea and has ranted about it in length to both a friend and one of her sisters)

anyway i live to indulge u especially when it comes to ur fics bc i could listen to u talk about ur writing for hours (i could listen to u talk for hours PERIOD). so i'm saying both 1. pleaseeee break the cycles of abuse you're so sexy aha AND 2. the inherent homoeroticism of the buddy system so u can choose whichever one you prefer or accept my greediness and tell me about the two of them <3

DO ME TIII WHY NOT MEEE hehehehe you already knowww. my one true quest to connect as many mitski songs to jegulus as possible (and omggg i'm so flattered you've been talking about my wips?? little ol me? stoppp ily <- guy who has not shut up about iwttsimm to my best friend

i'll answer both for u laurie <3

that's ibhfts!!! i was wondering if you would pick that one and then it would be a nice little surprise hehe

that's the pandalily fic! the central trope in that one is accidental bonding and it's bond that happens bc of botched potion originally designed for auror partners who need to be close proximity to each other for their safety (but it explodes and gets all over pandora and lily and has some. unintended results lmao) but at one point in the story lily reflects that the bond is literally like the magical version of the buddy system

[yanderefreud]

also i want you to rank the multiversal stevetonies: 1872, 616, ults, mcu, and any others you want to include ✨

OOOOO BOY. Okay

So number one is extremely unsurprisingly going to be 616. They're the ogs and absolutely no one does it like them. The slow burn, the extremely unresolved homoeroticism, and the angst (the ANGST!!!!!),, all of that is just unparalleled. None can compete with that much lore and all those moments of them just saying sappy gay shit like "you gave me a home" or "i'm not half as good at anything as i am when i'm doing it next to you", or absolutely heart-wrenching things like "it wasn't worth it" or "he loved you, and he admired you, even when you fought"

After some deliberation with my own self I have decided that 1610 (Marvel Ultimates) is my second favourite. I just love the dynamic A LOT. Imagine you're this repressed homosexual man who was transported a billion years into the future and you fall in love with the most obnoxious man ever and then you find out he's dying. The struggle of reconciling with your own self and then trying to pursue something with someone who might as well be dead. There are just so many possibilities

MCU is going to be a respectable third. I have a lot of fondness for it because it is what introduced me to stevetony (when I first saw the helicarrier scene all I remember was thinking "these guys have sexual tension and I want to be there when they resolve it"). One complaint I have is the initial hostility that they had, because I think A LOT of people got hung up on that lmao. I don't really watch marvel movies anymore, not even old ones bc they just make me sad :-(. Still, they have some absolutely incredible moments like "i'm home" or "do you trust me" "i do" and "i thought you and Tony were still gazing into each other's eyes (thanks natasha)"

1872... Oh 1872. I have a lot of feelings and not enough Canon content, and that's the only reason why it's so low on the list. I love how Steve was literally the CATALYST for Tony becoming Iron man like. That is so sick omg... He was so grief-stricken that he literally went mad. I also fucking love their interactions "I think you pulled enough corks for today, Stark. It ain't even noon" "oh why hello there sherif. I guess you have nothing better to do than infringe on my constitutionally guaranteed right to pursue happiness (can't argue w that ngl)"

Avengers Assemble!! I actually fucking love them ngl but the reason why they're number five is that there isn't enough angst. Where is the bloodshed and death and tears????? I need to see grown men crying and screaming in agony thanks. Other than that, I love their dynamic and how fucking domestic they are. They are so married they're making my parents look single omg like GET A ROOM GUYS. My favourite thing that Steve ever said in that show was "iron or not, you're still the man" hell yeah boy get that dick

Marvel's avengers 2020 (the video game!!). God. I did not play it myself but I have seen Stevetony scenes and they are so SICK. Tony being so fucking DEVASTATED at Steve's death is really entertaining and makes me very happy. He should continue being sad hehe >:-))

Other than that, I haven't seen any other universes w them in it. There's EMH, and I'm planning to watch it eventually (I'll let you know what I think!) and as for 3490, I think that needs a separate post in itself. I hope this answered your question hehe ty <33333

[oscar-fastri]

🏎️💨 THE FORMULA 1 TAG GAME! 🏎️💨:

tagged by @lestappenforever (i'm also very late to this oops?)

1. Who or what got you into F1?

simple answer: ao3

long answer: football summer break in the summer of '23 left me bored and bereft of entertainment. i was browsing on ao3 for stuff to read and somehow landed in f1 rpf and that was the beginning of the end for me

2. Who was the very first F1 driver you supported? Do you support them now? Have your opinions on them differed or stayed the same since then?

lewis hamilton :3 i knew of his existence before i got into f1 because of a feature he did with time magazine so i think i always felt a bit of loyalty to him? also because he advocates for causes i'm passionate about. he's still one of my favorites and i have a lot more context and knowledge about him/his career now!

3. Who’s your current favourite F1 driver?

it's a four-way tie between max, charles, oscar, and lewis. i never said i could choose for shit 🤷

4. Is there a driver pairing or pairings you support? What made you attracted to that pairing in the first place?

*climbs onto a table* LESTAPPEN MY BELOVEDS <33

i came for the enemies to lovers and stayed for the lore, poeticism, and homoeroticism 😌

ok but like actual driver pairing-wise... i'd say charles and lewis or max and oscar. i think it would be interesting to see some of the biggest talents on the current grid (and my favorites) match up against each other!

5. Do your parents, siblings or relatives have a favourite driver?

no one i'm close irl with watches f1 :( i do have a baby brother that i'm slowly brainwashing into the sport though!! his current favorite would probably be max (i'm guessing cause he's a toddler and i have no clue what he's saying half the time) but he loves ferrari in general. (really proving seb right here oof)

6. Do you have any favourite races? Are there any that stand out to you the most?

UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH tbh idk :( none of them from this year really stand out and since i'm a new fan i haven't watched any other year!! from 2023 though i really liked interlagos :3

7. Do you have a favourite circuit? Can be from the past or from the current calendar.

also have no clue because i haven't seen all of the circuits. will get back to you later.

8. Have you ever been to an F1 race in real life? Feel free to tell us your experience going to one if you like.

not yet :3 but hopefully i'll be able to go to one of the european races this year!!

9. Have you ever met an F1 driver in real life?

n o p e. though fun fact if i ever did i would be able to talk to 15/20 of the current drivers in their native language hehe

10. Do you have a favourite F1 car? If so, what is it?

rb19 or w11 ✨

11. Do you have a favourite one win wonder?

blerf idk. i would say oscar except i don't think (and i hope) he won't be a one hit wonder, but at this point in time he's only won one sprint, so i'll still say oscar on a technicality?

also i'm not well-versed in f1 history so i don't even know that many one win wonders lmao

12. Do you have any favourite quotes from the F1 world? This can either be inspirational or hilarious.

so. fucking. many.

"i don't want to mature, i'm happy where i am" - lando norris

"just leave me alone, i know what i'm doing" - kimi raikkonen

"i am stupid, i am stupid" - charles leclerc

"i have it printed out" - torger wolff

"i don't think anymore, i stopped thinking a long time ago" - charles leclerc

"yeah it's on purpose" - carlos sainz jr

okay yeah! that's it *fingerguns* tagging @solaireverie @rinador @scientistsinistral and anyone else who wants to do it!! i'm late af so. have fun lmao

[okonominyaki]

Uuiuuhhhfffffff todays (technically yesterdays but that was my birthday and we went on a short trip) episode of Last Man I have a lot of thoughts.

First of all the most obvious one: the timing of this one’s topic. A 立てこもり事件？？？we just had that?? IN REAL LIFE???? (they had a message at the very end saying they’re sorry for the victims of that one). Weird timing. Very very very weird timing, too close. But not the writers fault I guess.

Moving on: started out super sad, ended bittersweet. I like the three Godo brothers a lot (one is a nephew I guess but whatever). I also like Oizumi Yos acting I actually think it’s pretty good!!

Story: needs *some* suspension of disbelief but not quite as much as the other episodes. All in all a good one.

Homoeroticism: oh boy. quite a lot. Godo holding Minamis hand to show him the map? Them being in contact constantly and being so worried about the other? And especially the end, drinking wine on Minamis balcony at night, playing Shogi, of which Godo bought a set for blind people specifically hello?????

And then Fukuyama making fun of Oizumi making fun of Fukuyama lol. Love these two.

I rate this episode 8/10 I cried I laughed I was entertained I think Minami and Godo should get married I’m looking forward to @actiaslunaris gifs hehe

[jewishdainix]

My dash on last year's dracula daily: hehe this is so funny have you guys seen the homoeroticism between dracula and jonathan haha its so hilaeious that jonathan doesnt get the signs

My dash on dracula daily this year: it feels like being stuck in a timeloop. These characters are forever stuck playing out this story and going through that horror and pain and theres nothing that can be done. Theure doomed to repeat it. *analyse the emotional trauma and grief of both main and backround characters*

[snailstrailz]

Okay so I'm on my Arktos brainrot bullshit right now and I need to talk to someone else about it.

This scene is literally my favorite, right alongside his musical number, because of how wonderfully animated he is here! As someone who loves animated villains, the animators clearly had fun with him being a sassy yet suave bad guy. From his evil laughter to the way he leans while sitting in his throne to how he delicately caresses Lily's hair...

It really reminds me of Bowser lifting Luigi's chin up in the Mario movie, minus the (fan) implications of romance and homoeroticism.

Also, I have to admit that I'm currently in-between the realms of "hehe animation go brrrrr" and "OH NO HE'S HOT!"

On top of all of this, Arktos having such a deliciously villainous manner in gestures and body language is so addictive to me personally. I love it when evil characters do shit like this, and a part of it is because of how villains in modern films (especially Disney - fuck Wish) have changed drastically. Villains used to be these despicable, envious, and very-theater-kid-like characters, fueled by a dastardly motive to rise above everyone else. Now, we barely even have "villains", either they're plot twists or just people spreading trauma because of their past. Because of the lack of genuinely good, classic villains, Arktos was an absolute gold mine!

Lamo I am glad to share this brainrot because honestly, Arktos immediately cemented himself in the halls of my favorite villains as I learned about him.

The idea of him just being so evil that he turns on his own daughter to accomplish his goals of eradicating every dragon is so perfectly classic mustache-twirling villainy. (I haven't gotten around to watching the movie, however so I'm going off impressions from the clips I've watched)

I definitely agree with how exquisitely animated he is. The people who worked on him definitely understood the assignment. With such dramatic gestures and personal space defying action makes me think Arktos would definitely be a Tumblr sexyman in an alternate timeline.

And I'm not just saying that because I think he's an ice cold dreamboat

The only character in recent memory that's really like this is Jack Horner in Puss in Boots 2, as well as Bowser to a lesser extent as he's already established as that kind of villain. It really gives me hope that the tying-ladies-to-train-tracks villain is on it's way in again. Not just because they're just so much fun to watch, but because they'll make more complicated villains feel special instead of just getting characters like Hans (not that he's really all that complicated)

Arktos is definitely a love letter to all the deliciously evil jerks out there. Here's to getting more!

[r-truth]

The homoeroticism is strong on that team. Seth was telling Drew not to touch Jey, telling Jey not to do the match all worried and then helping him up at the end when these men have barely interacted since Jey got to Raw. Like, damn Seth calm down.

hello nonnieeeee jgjfkr i love that seth is just vibing at this point and i think that's beautiful !!!! jey is living his best honestly . finally having some friends >:)

let's see what randall brings to the table hehe

[forlornkiller]

if there’s no comphet Greg storyline they’re gonna introduce in the next 5 episodes I’m going to fight all the writers in person and punch them in the face because what the hell

genuinely nearly every interaction between them shows the high level of connection and intimacy they have compared to other pairings like homoeroticism everywhere . this season with rainbow trout and little moments of jealousy and greg’s whole tick on the chart shit i mean come on. classic overcompensating here!!!

if there’s no genuine payoff and recognition of their relationship by the end then I’m sorry to say this but succession is just not as good as I thought it was. It’s 2023, we don’t need replicas of Ancient Greek ass Western canon bullshit we as a society need romantic sexual freedom actually expressed in a fucking piece of media. it would be a huge failure on their part to not give the story they created the focus it deserves. I’m like anticipatorally angry hehe

Look I fucking get that American society sucks major cock for the classics but culturally we have been in a fucking recession stagnant backwards bullshit fuckpile and this show has the potential— positioning, popularity, talent— to finally create something new. I’m excited but nervous but fucking hoping for the best

[watermelinoe]

omg i love golden kamuy and ogata is my fav!!! great taste!!! (however when i saw the hangman i thought obama also...)

hehe thank u, i was not expecting to love golden kamuy as much as i did. the homoeroticism is just.. it is not subtle lmao. the mangaka loves drawing big beefy men who maybe fuck if sea otters are involved and he wants you to know it. unfortunately obama is not a muscular anime man who fucks if sea otters are involved 😔