#his avoidance of fights (especially ones he knows he won't win)

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#SEE NO BECAUSE#HE IS JUST LIKE 87 RAPH#GRABS YOU BY THE SHOULDERS. HE'S SNARKY#HE'S SURPRISINGLY OBSERVANT#AND! AND! HE HELPS WITH RESPONSIBILITY FROM THE BACK END (BEFORE HE'S APPOINTED LEADER)#87 RAPH IS ALL OF THOSE THINGS. THEY'RE BOTH SMART. THEY'RE SO SIMILAR.

GRABS YOU BY THE SHOULDERS BACK

that is the exact point I'm trying to make here thank u so much for seeing my vision

Rise!Leo: *Makes a dumb pun in the middle of a tense situation*

2012!Mikey: He's just like me fr.

2007!Mikey: He's just like me fr.

2003!Mikey: He's just like me fr.

1987!Mikey: Wow, he's just like Raph!

All Other Mikeys: *Turns to 87 & just stares*

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GOJO SATORU: ❛❛ MEET ME IN THE AFTERGLOW ❜❜

.ೃ࿐ post-sukuna fight: no victory comes without a loss, and his win came at the cost of his eyesight

contents: fem!reader. some combination of hurt/comfort, angst, and fluff.

author's note: inspired by levi at the end of aot ꨄ︎

7:58 PM

satoru gojo had always had the best eyes. sorcerer, curse, human – you could search the whole world, and nobody else would even come close.

but the aftermath of satoru's fight with sukuna changed everything. after a long, painful battle, satoru came out on top, but at a great cost. his eyes.

dying wishes are powerful, especially from a curse as strong as sukuna. right before the king of curses was done for, he pooled everything he had left into a final attack to ensure that satoru gojo would never be the same. he succeeded.

now, almost a week after the fight, long after the dust settled and peace had reclaimed the jujutsu society, satoru still insists on wearing his blindfold around the clock.

no matter what you try or how you ask, he stubbornly refuses let you see underneath. actually, it'd be more accurate to say that he doesn't respond at all. after all, to your dismay, he's a master at avoiding questions and delaying answers.

you weren't even sure if there was any change to how he looked. maybe he looked the exact same underneath. maybe he had a couple scars. fuck, for all you knew he didn't even have eyes at all anymore.

you just wish he would let you see the new him. he doesn't even have it that bad – thanks to six-eyes, he can still see the silhouettes of cursed energy. and he wore a blindfold most days anyway, so it wasn't too much of a change.

which is why you weren't sure why he wouldn't just take the damn blindfold off.

"satoru, please let me see," you beg, tugging at his shirt sleeve. "i miss your pretty face. and honestly, who wears a blindfold to bed?"

he laughs at your incredulous question, but it sounds forced and unnatural. satoru tugs his arm away and waves you off. "let me take a shower, 'kay? i just got out of work, and i'm probably covered in germs."

you hate this new satoru – the one who won't let you get too close or even see his face anymore. he just won't open up to you, and it's frustrating. "satoru, please? let me in."

at the sound of your pleading voice, satoru rests one hand on the bathroom door and sighs before turning around to face you. he's smiling, but it seems so off – like all his smiles do nowadays.

"you try'n to watch me shower, sweetheart?" he cracks, running a hand through his hair. "i know you love seeing me naked, but-"

"satoru." 

"get off my dick," he grumbles lightly, before strolling into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. maybe you imagine it, but you could swear that you hear the soft click of a lock turning.

10:34 PM

"good night, sweetheart," satoru mumbles, pressing his lips to your shoulder and rolling over onto his side. he still has his blindfold on, and the almost undetectable glow eminating from his skin shows that he has a very subtle form of limitless active.

it's been like this every night.

"satoru, can we talk?" you whisper, trailing a hand through his damp white hair. "please?"

"is it about the blindfold?"

"obviously."

he sighs and rolls over again to face you, the soft glow fading from his skin. "give it a rest, yeah?" he says, exasperated. "i'm not ready for anyone to see."

"satoru, even you don't know what your eyes look like under the blindfold," you murmur. "and do you really trust me that little?"

he lifts one of his hands and rests it on your shoulder, thumb tracing circles as he leans in and says "of course i trust you."

you shake your head and sit up, pressing your back against the headboard. "no, you don't."

"then why'd you as-"

"why do you sleep with limitless on now?" you interject, crossing your arms. "what happened to 'i never have limitless on around you'?" you whisper, quoting something he told you when you two first starting dating. back when he could look you in the eye.

satoru sighs again and sits up alongside you. "you know why."

"you seriously think i'd do that?"

"i..." he trails off, slipping a finger underneath his blindfold to rub one of his eyes. "i don't know. all i know is that i'm not ready for anyone to see me like... this." 

"satoru, you can't keep running away from everyone forever," you say, shaking your head again. "you-"

"i know, i know," he mutters. "it's not that simple."

he's stubborn – he always has been. and you're mostly used to it, which is why you know that the best way to get satoru to change his mind on something is to ease him into it instead of pushing and shoving.

so you switch gears, and instead of arguing more you reach out and take his hand. "what are you afraid of?"

"nothing. i'm the strongest," satoru replies automatically. the response sounds so automated, so pre-written that you can't help but smile. 

"okay," you say neutrally, trying to reword your question. "why don't you want to show me what your eyes look like? you've haven't even seen them yourself."

satoru smiles sourly and his hands curl into white-knuckled fists around the bedsheets. "and i never will. i'm blind now, remember, sweetheart?" his words are laced with bitterness, even (and especially) in the final word. 

but it wasn't you who satoru was resentful towards. it was himself. 

how could he have so foolishly let down his guard before sukuna was confirmed to be dead? how could he let his characteristic arrogance get the better of him? he made the same mistake when he was a teen, and now he's done it again as the strongest – although this event may have stripped him of his title.

a mixture of emotions crosses what little you can see of his face, and it's now more than ever that you wish you could be there for him. 

but he's the only one alive who knows what it's like to be the strongest.

so as much as you wish you could tell him that everything's going to be okay and that he'll always be the strongest, you know damn well that you don't know and that he might not be.

somehow, this conversation has evolved from your desire to see his face to something more.

a silent, mutual understanding passes between you and satoru, and the thickness in the air slowly dissolves. 

"sorry," you breathe. "i was being selfish, wasn't i?"

satoru shakes his head, a smile growing on his face. "nah, you're right. i don't even know what i look like."

he lifts a hand and slips his thumb underneath his blindfold, and after a brief moment of hesitation, slides it off.

to your surprise, satoru looks more or less the same. his eyes aren't cloudy and they still glow with that familiar bright blue. the only difference, which was expected, was how his eyes didn't quite settle on you. they were pointed in your direction, but his eyes didn't entirely focus on you.

"so?" satoru asks, running a finger over his eyes. "how bad is it?"

"satoru, you look the same."

he blinks and doesn't answer for a second, as if he's processing the information. "really?" he asks, an unreadable expression on his face.

"yep."

"oh. well, that was anticlimactic," satoru says with a lopsided grin. he leans forward and scoots down from his spot against the headboard, laying his head on a pillow and pulling you on top of his chest. "my bad."

"you idiot," you mumble, pressing your face into his neck. "i didn't get to see your pretty face for a whole week."

"ah, i believe it was only six days."

"and satoru, you even turned on limitless at night! the hell would i even do? cut your blindfold off in the middle of the night?" you grumble, looking up at him with narrowed eyes. "and i can't believe that the only reason you didn't want to show me your face is because you thought you weren't pretty anymore!"

satoru grins lazily and rests one of his hands on your waist, slipping a finger under the waistband of your shorts and idly rubbing your skin.  "keep venting, sweetheart. it's cute."

he laughs when you swat him with another pillow and pulls you in for a long kiss. and that's when you know that things might never go back to how they were in satoru's glory days. 

but as the night falls and slips away in satoru's arms, you think that maybe, just maybe, this works too.

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Steve opened his eyes and above him was a pale man with long curly hair. It fell like buoyant curtains of ringlets from either side of his head, obscuring their surroundings. The man frowned down at him with a fierceness that made Steve think for a second they had met in a tavern one night and Steve had done something to slight him.

Steve opened his mouth to speak and felt a sharp edge be pushed harder onto his throat. Steve's vocal cords froze. Whatever he did, it was really bad. Steve runs through a quick memory catalogue of all the men he's slighted recently and how, so he could know what to start apologizing profusely for.

Did he sleep with his woman? Did he sleep with his man? Did he win too much money from him? Did he lose too much money to him? None of those seemed right.

He considered briefly that he perhaps slept with the man himself but quickly dismissed the idea. If he had bedded anyone with hair like that and this passionate a disposition, he would not need to search for the memory.

He looked closer at his features. Hair so long it could easily be a maidens, and so dark it was almost blue. Thick, furrowed brows and lips thin and white, pressed tight together, sandwiched by dimpled cheeks. His skin was pale enough to look sickly and almost green in hue. Steve definitely would have remembered this face had he seen it before.

"You are awake" said the man.

His voice dragged like wood over coarse sand: like he wasn't used to speaking outloud. Steve got a glimpse of his teeth, Sharp and thin, unlike any other human teeth he had ever seen.

A chill ran down Steve's spine as he realized why.

This is no man; this is a Merrow!

Steve's mother had told him tales of these creatures.

When Steve answered the call to the sea, his mother warned him; beware of the sea maidens they may seem beautiful on the shore, but when they lure you to their home you see their true colors. Green skin and scaley behinds. Teeth sharp enough to tear through flesh, and claws the same.

The men are said to be even uglier, with the faces of hogs and catfish, and they drag sailors down to their dens to enslave them for eternity.

Steve has always been cautious about these monsters; avoiding the bright red cap that was the telltale sign of a merrow. The others on the ship have always ridiculed him for it, and now here he is in one of theirs's clutches.

and it's not... unattractive. Strangely.

"Speak" The merrow demanded

"Please let me go" Steve spoke, his voice breaking embarrassingly.

"Go where" the merrows eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Back to my ship."

"You will attack me."

"No, I won't I promise. I'm a peaceful man, very peaceful. Couldn't hurt a fly, me. Wouldn't even know where to start."

The jagged thing at Steve's neck pressed into his skin a little harder, Steve tried to lift his chin as far as it could go to get away, but he felt a small sting as the device broke his skin.

"All men lie."

"I'm not lying, I would never lie" Steve lied.

While far from the swashbuckling type, he has never shied away from a fight, especially when it comes to protecting his fellow crewmates. He's only been on the ship a few years, but he has improved his fighting form considerably from the naive nobleman's son he once was.

While he's not going to say it out loud, he probably would attack the thing, if given the opportunity.

The merrow didn't respond, just bored dark pools of black into Steve's soul. Steve silently pleaded back with his own eyes, just wanting to get out of this situation alive.

"Release me, I beg of you. I will cause you no trouble."

"I do not believe you, you will leave this place and call fleets of your men here to hunt me down." The merrow said panic evident in his voice now.

Steve's own panic subsided for a moment and he realized this creature did not seek to kill him for pleasure, but to avoid being killed itself.

Steve took a chance and lifted his hand to touch the pale arm that held the merrow aloft above him in a gesture he hoped conveyed comfort. He did so slowly, as not to startle, and gently so the merrow knew he had no intention to harm. The merrow eyed him wildly and with fear, but it allowed itself to be touched.

It's skin was cool to the touch and droplets fell from its skin as Steve wrapped his hand around its wiry forearm.

Steve tried to reach for his signature charm, the one his father swears he learned from him.

"I promise, I mean you no harm. I have no fleets of men. Half my fellows are so foolish they could not hunt down their own behinds" Steve said.

The merrow stared at him, eyes shifting about, looking him up and down for any hint of deception.

"I will not hurt or attack you, please just remove this device from my neck."

The Merrow seemed to steal it's resolve for a moment. then slowly the pressure was removed from Steve's neck. and the merrow slunk into water.

Steve sat up on the rocky shore. Without the creature's hair blocking out their surroundings, Steve saw he was in some sort of watery cave. Dark grey walls surrounded him as far as he could see, and a vast black lake stretched out in front of him. If only Steve could remember how he got here.

He looked back at the creature and saw the object that had been held to his neck was a jagged, broken shell that hadn't yet been worn smooth by the ocean. The merrow still held it nervously as it bobbed in the water at Steve's feet.

Even with half of it's body submerged, the merrow was nearly eye level with Steve. So either the water is shallow here, or the creature is of substantial size.

"Does this mean I'm free to leave?" Steve asked.

The merrow shook it's head. Black curls shaking out droplets of water with the motion.

"I cannot be sure that you won't return with weapons or more men" it said, "I searched your person while you were asleep, I took the dagger that hung around your middle, and the one on your leg."

How long had Steve been unconscious?

"Did you steal me away from my ship?" he had to ask.

The merrow looked offended at the suggestion.

"Steal you away? You intruded onto my home!" it said as it started rising out of the water. A jet black tail emerging slightly from the grey ocean.

Steve shrunk down and put his hands up in surrender.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know. I have no memory of arriving here."

The merrow was taken aback at that and shrunk down into the water again.

"You don't remember?" it asked

Steve shook his head.

"You washed up onto my shore. No man has ever seen my shore before. Your treasures wash up here when your ships crash in the sea outside, but no man has ever washed up with them before." it said, clearly at unease with the idea.

Steves heart fell. Does this mean his ship crashed? Is he the lone survivor? he doesn't think he can take the thought of being left without the friends he's made on that vessel.

"Did- did anything else wash up with me?" Steve asked.

The merrow shook its head.

"There hasn't been a wreck near here in months."

Steve felt his spirit lift. That could mean his crew mates are alive and well!

But then how did he end up here? Steve tries to remember. His head aches something fierce.

"Why does your face look like that?" The merrow asked.

Rude.

"My head hurts"

The creature cocked its head to one side.

"You creatures are strange and delicate. Have you hurt yourself?"

"Hurt myself? I only just woke up! It's more likely you hurt me, than I hurt myself!"

Steve clutched his head in one hand and gestured at the creature with the other. He feels rather helpless in this situation.

"I did not hurt you! I removed you from the water. You creatures are not supposed to be in there!" The thing pointed towards Steve with its shell, as if illustrating what 'creatures' it was talking about.

"Well then, however I got to be there is how I hurt my head" Steve explained, aggravated by this easily excitable monster he's found himself with.

The creature frowned at him for a moment and then faster than anything it dove under the water. It's tail following behind it in a lithe arc like a sea serpent.

Perhaps it is a sea serpent. A strange shrill sea serpent with very soft skin.

Almost as fast as it left, the thing burst back out of the water.

Steve flinched away from the splash.

"Hold out your hand" the merrow demanded.

Steve held both his hands closer to his body.

"Why?"

The merrow lunged forward and grabbed one of Steve's hands.

Steve yelled, startled, his feet scrambled at the stones beneath him trying to get away from the shockingly strong and clamy hand that held his arm tight, but his leather soles slipped on the wet rock and Steve stayed put.

And then something slimy and oddly coarse fell into his palm.

The merrow shoved Steve's own hand towards his face.

It was seaweed.

"Wh-"

"Eat it."

Steve's eyes shot up to meet the merrow's.

"Raw?!"

"It helps me when my head hurts. It will help you."

Steve grimaced at the yellowish-brown pile in his hand.

"Is it medicinal in some way?"

"It is food."

"Ah."

The merrow starred at him expectingly.

Steve starred right back.

"I'm not going to eat this."

"Then your head will continue to ache."

"I don't think the lack of edible gunk is the cause of my headache, I believe it to be the same thing that's causing my amnesia" Steve said shaking the offending object out of his hand, "I must have hit my head when I was washing up on your shore."

"Like I said; you are strange delicate creatures," the merrow reached out his unoccupied hand towards Steve, "come into the water."

Steve leaned as far away as he could manage.

"So you can drown me?"

The Merrow rolled his eyes. It looked remarkably human in that instance.

"So I can heal you"

He doesn't know if it's delirium or blood loss, but Steve grabbed the pale hand in front of him and slid gently into the water.

The creature wrapped one arm around his waist and pulled him closer to it. Steve felt the scales of it's tale press against his thighs through his trousers as he was held aloft in the freezing water. His feet dangled and he couldn't feel a bottom to the lake, nor to the creatures tail.

The merrow threw the shell that was in it's other hand away somewhere and grabbed a handful of the black water. It brought it's hands up, dripping the water onto Steves head. The cold shock seemed to ease his pain. Steve closed his eyes at the relief.

He felt an even pressure on the top of his head. A tingling sensation washed over him, trickling from the point of pressure down his neck and over his shoulders. It sent Steve's body shivering.

He opened his eyes and was met by two dark eyes staring back at him. The merrow was less than an inch from his face. one of it's hands was firmly planted between his shoulder blades, and the other was atop his head emitting the magical sensation.

"You had a bump on your head."

"Had?"

"I rid you of it."

Steve felt the hand trail down from the top of his head through his hair- still wet from whatever circumstances lead him here- and down his shoulder.

He does not understand why a monster would heal him of a headache, but as he is held steady in its strong arms and feels it's breath against his lips he doesn't think it wise to ask too many questions.

"Thank you." He said.

The merrow let go of him, and Steve pulled himself back up onto the shore.

He heard a wet thunk beside him and turned to see the merrow had joined him on the rock. Its body was facing Steve and it's tail was splayed out in front of it bent at the midpoint as if the thing had knees.

It's tail alone was twice the length of Steve's entire body and it tapered along its length until exploding out into 2 wide tail fins that had the jagged edges of burned parchment.

Suddenly the creature unbent it's tail, laying it across Steve's body and curling the end slightly around his waist. it was surprisingly heavy and the large scales had the texture of smooth river stones against his abdomen.

Steve looked bewildered at the creatures face, who had the same fierce and angry look as when Steve first woke up.

"So you will not run away." it explained.

"how many times do I have to tell you, I will bring no harm to you, even if I escape."

"I cannot take that chance."

"How long will you keep me here then?"

The tail wrapped halfway around Steve's waist constricted slightly, almost causing him lose his balance. The creature beside him leaned in menacingly.

"You will stay here until I can be sure you can be trusted." it said.

"And when will that be, hmm? What could possibly convince you?" Steve asked.

The creature looked down at itself for a moment, seemingly thinking of a solution.

"I- I don't know. I will. I will know it when I know it."

"Oh! You will know it when you know it. Thats fantastic." Steve spat.

"Well you have done nothing to prove your trustworthiness to me thus far" The creature spat back.

"Exactly! I have done nothing! I have not attacked you, I have not tried to escape, I have made no attempts on your life. I have been a model captive! Whereas you, foul creature that you are, have threatened my life, stolen my belongings, and tried to feed me muck from the bottom of the ocean!" Steve had snapped, pushed to far by this infernal creature and it's damp dank lair "And now I find you have no plan for my release. You know, my mother used to tell me tales about you creatures, but she neglected to mention just how stupid you are!"

The creature just looked at him, dumbstruck by his outburst.

It uncurled it's tale from around Steve's waist and moved it back into the water. It slid it's body so it was sitting beside Steve, instead of facing him.

"What is your name?" the merrow asked.

"What?" Steve replied

"What is your name?"

"Is this some kind of trick?"

"No. You say you have been a model captive; I wish to be a model captor. What is your name?" it looked at him with pleading eyes.

Steve sighed and ran a hand over his face. What has his life come to?

"Steve, my name is Steve." He said.

"And you do not eat seaweed, Steve."

"I-" Steve groaned, "I eat seaweed, of course I do, I live on a ship. I just don't eat it raw and fresh from the bottom of a pit is all."

"So how do you eat it." The creature asked.

"You let it dry and cure, you boil it over a flame. Do you know what flame is?" Steve asked.

The creature rolled its eyes again.

"Yes, I know what flame is. If I build you one will you eat?"

Steve was taken aback. The monster is worried about him eating?

"I- yes, I suppose" Steve stammered, "do you also have a pot to boil water in?"

"A bucket washed up last month, will that do?"

"Why yes that will do greatly" Steve said.

The creature quickly disappeared into the water.

Steve sat back on his hands; confused and... oddly touched by the gesture.

Despite the creature's constant suspicion, Steve hadn't even considered just swimming out of here. Mainly due to the fact that he has no idea where he is, if there is land near here, where his ship is, or even how to find the opening to this cave in such dark conditions.

He is tired and befuddled, his wet clothing is sticking to his skin uncomfortably, he is chilled by the air and sore from the hard rock, and now that he thinks about it, he is near starving. So, he truly does appreciate the Merrow's offer to build him a fire.

The merrow reappeared holding a rusty bucket aloft the water's surface. It handed the bucket to Steve, who found dry wood, flint, and a knife at the bottom of it.

Steve smiled.

"Where did you find all this stuff?" he asked

"Treasures wash up here after shipwrecks, I told you that before," The merrow said pulling itself back onto the rock, "now would you like to build the fire yourself, or shall I?"

.....

Steve started the fire, closer to the cave wall than to the edge of the water, and set the bucket, now full of water, carefully in the middle of the flames. It will take awhile before the water boils, but that just gives Steve time to lay his clothes out to dry.

He rid himself of his trousers first, the wet denim was the greatest offender to his skin, and his white linen shirt came after it. He laid them both flat in front of the fire.

He looked around, the creature was still gathering food. He's grateful, he feels oddly modest about being in the nude in front of the merrow.

Steve was crouched down warming his hands in front of the flames when he heard a telltale splash from behind him. He covered himself with his hands and whipped around to see the merrow had returned with 2 handfuls of seaweed and a small fish caught in its mouth.

It looked Steve up and down from its place in the water and then released the fish from its jaws onto the rock.

"Your clothes are gone," it pointed out.

Steve gestured with his chin to where they lay in front of the fire.

"I'm drying them."

"Ah," it said lifting itself by the elbows up onto the shore, "come take this stuff from me, I can't get over to you, it's difficult to move across land in this form."

Steve walked over to the merrow and grabbed the fish and seaweed from it.

"You say in this form; do you have another?" he asked

The merrow eyed him oddly.

"I thought your mother told you of us?" it asked.

"Well, yes, but she also told me the men of your species have the faces of hogs. As you clearly do not look like a hog, I figured she may have gotten some things wrong."

The edges of the merrows mouth twitched upward. It- it's smiling!

"I have a legged form as well. I could get my cap and join you for dinner?" It said.

So, she was right about the caps too. At least Steve hasn't been paranoid about nothing.

"Thats not necessary." Steve said, though he must admit he was curious.

Steve walked back to the fire and dumped the fish and seaweed into the water that had started to form small bubbles. They still had a while to go.

Steve turned back to the merrow, who was sitting on the rock, splayed out, scales and all, like some kind of ancient stone carving. It looked up at Steve, waiting for him to say something. Steve felt the need to cover himself again, the gaze of this creature is just so insistent, but he thought the act would just draw more attention to the area. Instead, he decided to ask something that had been nagging at him.

"Do you have a name?"

The merrow was taken aback for a moment before it answered.

"I was called Edward once."

"Once?"

"I was banished by my people to this cave, I haven't been called anything since then." it said, eyes going sad for a moment before snapping out of it.

"Edward the Banished" Steve mumbled.

"I suppose," Edward said squirming uncomfortably.

Steve hadn't expected him to hear that.

"I left my home to follow a friend onto a pirate ship that I quickly found was made up of novices who had never seen the inside of a ship before."

Edward raised his eyebrows at that.

"I see. 'can't hunt down their own behinds' indeed."

Steve breathed out a small laugh.

"I wasn't lying."

"Hmm..." the creature's mouth flattened into a thin line once more.

It doesn't believe him, not entirely.

No matter! Steve is just glad that it calmed down enough to allow him food and freedom of movement.

When the food was finished cooking Steve brought the bucket over to where Edward was sitting, or laying... where Edward was beached.

It frowned at him.

"You are sharing with me?"

"You caught it for me," Steve said taking a bit of meat from the fish.

It was saltier than he prefers it, but at least it was food. Which reminds him.

"Did I still have my water when I arrived here?" he asks.

"The bladder you had around your belt?"

Steve nodded.

"Yes, I took it along with your knives, I thought it had potential as a weapon," The merrow said, gnawing on seaweed.

"How long was I unconscious?"

The merrow frowned at his food.

"I'm not sure. The sun was just starting to set when I found you by the mouth of the cave, and it was fully dark when you awoke."

That means it could be as little as 5- 10 minutes.

"Do you need me to bring you your water?" Edward asked still gnawing.

"I would like that yes, but where is it that you go to fetch these things."

Edward looked him in the eye, squinting to see any hint of devious intentions on his face. Steve is getting tired of the scrutiny.

"I'm not going to tell you where your knives are, but I will bring you your water." the creature said slithering away into the depths once again.

Steve sat there, bare as the day he was born, and wondered what it would take to get this thing to trust him enough to let him go.

When the merrow came back with his bladder of water Steve tried not to drink it all in one gulp. It was so refreshing, and he was so thirsty, but he doesn't know how long he will have to be here, so he needs to ration.

"I have decided how you will earn my trust." Edward said out of the blue.

Steve nearly spilt his drink in his excitement. He put his water down and wiped his chin.

"What is it?" he asked.

"You will tell me more about your ship, and I will go out in search of it to see if the stories you tell are true." it said tapping its tale against the stone it sat on in no particular rhythm. it looked nervous about this plan.

"You'll find my ship?" Steve asked, amazed at his own luck.

"You will come with me so I know where you are, and I'm not giving you back your weapons, and I will keep tight hold of you, and if I find your ship and it is not the novices you said it was, I will leave you stranded on a sand bar," it said sternly.

"Okay! what do you want to know first?" Steve asked leaning forward, excited to get the process started.

"Tomorrow, you will tell me about your ship tomorrow. Now it is time to sleep" it said and then swam away.

It is a strange and confusing creature.

Still, Steve curled up on his clothes in front of the fire and eagerly laid down his head to rest. He at last sees hope of escape, and he can't wait until tomorrow.

[strrykais]

control alt + love [k.seung smau]

12. balls to the face

"here are your maps, and walkies. we split up in twos, felix and jeongin you head to crow nest, jisung and changbin head to the junkyard." seungmin says looking at the guys.

"minho are you okay with hanging out in the tower at the capital? we need a high vantage point of our flag." he says pointing at the map staring at minho as he nods. "okay chan is staying with the flag defending, ill head to the fort raptor, when you spot their flag don't engage, call for back up."

“remember jongho and mingi are their best shooters so be mindful when you are in open areas, their shots are nasty and accurate. wooyoung is our best bet in capturing if we want to win.” felix says glancing around at the team. everyone gives nods.

“hongjoong and seonghwa arent the best shots but they are fast and good at hand to hand combat to be careful.” minho says looking at jisung.

“whats that look for?” jisung scoffs. “why are they good at this thing?”

“this is how they team bond they do it like once a month with their staff. seungmin and I join from time to time.” minho tells jisung. “dude you literally came to one of these.”

"what about me?" you say side stepping behind minho raising your hand before the two of them could continue.

"you are with me." seungmin says looking at the walkies making sure they are on the right channel. "okay that's everything, remember stay hidden and don't get shot."

you watch as the team disperse seungmin still continuing to look at the map. you walk up next to him trying to glance over his shoulder.

"shorty you are too close. i can feel you on my back." he says glancing over his shoulder

"oh sorry" you say stepping back only for him to turn around walking to you, you slowly step back more but seungmin continues to step at you completely blocking you in when your back hits a tree trunk.

"what are you doing? aren't we supposed to head to fort raptor." you say avoiding eye contact glancing around him.

"im going to fort raptor, you on the other hand, well depends on how you answer this." seungmin says pressing his gun into your lower stomach.

"you gonna shoot me? are you being for real? whats up with this damn team and not having their teammates back?" you say huffing out.

"listen yn, one thing my team does is have each others back. im sorry that the little game you and jeongin were playing didnt go the way you want, but there is something you need to learn and im gonna teach you." seungmin says leaning in, the barrel of the gun digging deeper into your stomach.

"and what is that exactly?" you say trying to seem more cool than you were feeling inside. you couldn't exactly understand what is going on but your heart was racing and you felt like your breathing was erratic.

"teamwork. i know its hard to be heard because you are new, and a girl so you feel like you have to shout. but we, your teammates arent the ones you need to be shouting at. we had your back the moment felix picked you. we had to fight tooth and nail to get hq to even accept the idea of letting a girl on the team. i also understand friends fight its a normal thing to bicker especially with us living together. but what you won't do is belittle your teammates on live game play like that ever again. jeongin can be a lot, trust me i know the kid for 3 years, but sometimes you gotta be the bigger person and either ignore it or talk it out. i don't care that we lost because i knew it. but your fight didn't just effect you and him. it was effecting everyone. your game style change to a selfish one and minho and jisung had to pick up the slack you were pulling. and whatever they couldn’t keep up with, changbin had too pick it up. you caused a chain reaction. do you understand what im trying to say."

seungmin steps back when he notices you havent said anything, lifting your head you stare right at him.

"you are right im sorry, it won't happen again."

"you are right, it won't because ill bench you." he says turning around walking away.

you giggle out at his joke, only for you to stop when you notice he isnt laughing.

"wait you arent serious about benching me?" you say grabbing your gun and calling out after him. seeing him give you a little smirk and a shrug he continues to walk.

"hurry shorty we are behind schedule."

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[h-inxs]

Konig +18

Synopsis: It is not easy to handle Konig in sex, he has great size and immeasurable speed, especially in his hips. But today he's convinced of turning your brain into mush in a better way and he wants to test his oral and finger skills.

Tags: choke kink, overstimulation, fingering, swear kink, squirting, rough Konig (I don't think I'm missing any)

(English is not my first language)

When you come home after a tiring day of work in your office, the first thing you do after giving him a welcome kiss is complain about how stressed you were, that you needed a break. You sit in the chair and he positions himself behind you and begins to tighten those knots in your back, it feels comforting, you let out a light sigh and move your neck, suddenly you feel his warm breath on your neck. "This one here is a tough one" He whispers into your neck as he continues with his massage without any other intention.

You sigh heavily and throw your head back only for your forehead to collide with his mouth.

"You are good at this" You say softly before placing your hand on top of his right. "I'll have...a shower" You slowly get up from your chair, walk up the stairs and head to the bathroom. He may have noticed how fast you walked and sometimes twisting your leg, he smiles with a mange, licks his lips and walks towards the stairs, this time he goes to your room.

You enter the bathroom quickly, take off your clothes, you enter the shower and turning on the cold water to remove the heat from your body, if you hadn't gotten out of there at that moment you would have ended up begging him, begging him to fuck you.

Your nipples are erect but you can't tell if it's because of the cold or because of excitement, you close your eyes tightly, refusing to touch yourself, that would lead to a catastrophe, you pray to whoever is up there to hold back with all your might, you get out of the shower after ten minutes, wrap yourself in the towel, dry and put on your panties, then go out into the hallway knowing that Konig would be downstairs or so you thought.

You enter the room as if nothing had happened and you get the big surprise that Konig, your wonderful boyfriend, was sitting on the bed, in the dark, waiting for you. "God you scared me!" You say putting a hand on your bare chest, you walk quickly to the closet, grab one of his t-shirts and put it on, when you finally look him in the eyes you see that flash of lust, you want to laugh at your nerves but you unload that idea when he stands up, a 6'4 man against you, corners you against the closet and smiles when he sees you looking for an escape.

" Scared meine liebe? " He says looking at you, you shake your head and walk around him, not expecting him to grab you by the hip and hang you on his shoulder before throwing you onto the bed. "You've been running away from me" how could Konig not know that you were avoiding having much contact with him.

" I'm sorry " You say looking into his eyes, he doesn't have the hunter's hood on his head, when one end of his mouth stretches to reveal that canine smile with those fangs." Me too liebling" He says before kissing you, it's not gentle, your tongues fight for dominance and it's obvious who wins, Konig moves his calloused hand up from your thigh to your neck pinching a peak of skin in the chest area, you're sensitive there, when he reaches your neck he presses lightly and makes you turn your head at another angle, you want to escape from the shame, you look like a schoolgirl getting horny from her first kiss but you can't help it, not today.

Not when he has his clothed cock pressing against your center, you slowly move your hips generating friction but his only response is to growl like an animal in heat and grab your waist against the bed so you don't move.

"You won't get my cock today, you don't deserve to cum like that" He whispers in your ear and from one moment to the next your beautiful panties no longer cover your pussy, in their place are Konig's hands, he admires with a mocking smile the stain of excitement that you created "I haven't even touched you darling" He says and then runs a finger through your wet slit and mocks how you tighten around nothing, he looks at you and you look at him, pleading with your eyes.

"Please... " You beg, looking at him as your hips tremble slightly.

"Please what" He asks, running his finger through your wet pussy again, pulsing your clit ghostly.

"Ngh~ fuckkkk" You say and your eyes roll slightly into your skull.

"I don't hear anything" He teases you by slightly inserting his finger, you moan in frustration.

"Stop playing.. ~" You ask in a moan. "fuck me" You say in a whimper, and he finally complies, he doesn't put just one finger in you, he puts two in you, and he pumps them almost unnaturally, in and out, up and down, you make a damn mess on the sheets, with his other hand he rub your clitoris insistently and your body trembles full of spasms.

"Oh! oh! oh yessssss! " You scream in a loud moan, you're so close to cumming, you open your eyes to find Konig looking at you in the most lascivious way possible, you smile weakly at him and it seems like his sanity breaks, his fingers curl and touch that spongy spot inside of you and if you were shaking before now you probably looked like a vibrator. You squeeze his fingers deeply, "I'm going to cummm~" You warn him between moans and sighs.

"Not until I tell you " he says before he slaps your pussy, you resist with all your might and you feel him add one more finger, your back arches, you're so close, the slobber escapes into the corner of your mouth, your eyes turn white and your poor thighs tense.

You squeeze his fingers again and he knows that even if he asks you, you won't be able to hold on any longer.

"Cum for me little slut" He says and you don't wait any longer, you squirt in spurts, we wait for them to take over you, Konig holds you by the hip and keeps you glued to the bed, when you come down from your climax you gasp deeply.

"I'm not done with you yet." He attaches his mouth to your wet pussy and sucks hard, the sensitivity of your last orgasm is still there, his tongue flattens and rages at your entrance, he sucks hard, runs his tongue over your clit and moans when his terrible erection girl against the mattress, those vibrations only drive you crazy, you grab in a fist his hair while arching your back, His right thumb now trembles against your erect clit, while he brings his left hand up to play with your tits, rolling your nipple between his fingers covered in your essence, pinching the nubs and following his way to your neck, squeezing there and you think you are going to die and go straight to heaven.

"Konig please, faster~"

Your voice is like a whimper that comes out raspy and barely strong, he takes the last licks before moving away from your pussy, he admires it as if it were a work of art and rubs his palmares against your clitoris, your moans are getting louder and louder, louder and wilder, and you come again, muttering incoherently and shaking, the sheets quickly getting damp.

Before you know it he leans over the drawer and pulls out the magic face, turns it on and clicks against your overstimulated pussy. He keeps him pressed against you, speeding up and down as he watches you squirm on the bed, a chorus of his name coming out of your mouth like honey.

"Nghhhh, I can't do it~" You find it difficult to speak properly, " Show me how that pussy drips" Its serious tone makes you achieve glory faster, you shake hard for the third time and an overstimulated orgasm hits you harder than ever.

You exhale hard and see that he still hasn't taken out the damn vibrator until he sees one micro orgasm, you've done pretty well for today.

"It's okay honey, rest, I'll take care of it"

He says before kissing you on the temple, he is so gentlemanly that first he changes the sheets, tucks you in and then gets into the shower to fuck his fist furiously and cum in such a pathetic way.

[serxinns]

hey can you do a Yandere class1a x fem zombie reader she a shy zombie not good with words and sometimes loses her body parts but can attach them back on🥰

A/n: sorry for the wait enjoy! (Procrastinating is a bitch)

They'll think your the sweetest thing ever! And they'll do exactly everything and I mean everything to keep you happy!

On the 1st day of school you didn't talk with anyone so you avoided them to not deal with any drama and bullying the class was confused wondering why this sweet little thing wasn't hanging around with them so after weeks of getting you to hang out making signs and signals that you could need to join their activities all you did was politely declined and went off your way, the more you decline the more desperate they were untill Tokoyami the underrated student he is decided to go up and talk with you

"Hey.." "Oh hello.." the two of you quietly said as he sat down into his assigned desk which was next to you the class observed curious about what was tokoyami up to, "Oh you like saiki k?" He said as he saw your Keychain on your phone "yea it's a pretty funny anime plus i think the main character is pretty relatable" tokoyami nodded in response "I'm a but of a fan of that anime and their jokes are pretty funny especially the dark reunion one"

During the period you started to get comfortable with tokoyami due to his quiet and and mysterious nature while the class watched in jealousy glaring at the bird man trying to figure out how to make you come out of your shell infront of them

Kirishima was complementing your fighting style and always asking you out to jog with him or invite you to eat out sometimes bakugo will join which made you a but uncomfortable but you brushed it off but you always felt some sort of intensity aura around the 2 boys

The next was Mina and Ochako both were very clingy when it came to you but tried to respect your boundaries but they couldn't help it! Everything about you was do adorable they couldn't resist!, that was untill one day when you were training you were sparing with bakugo and he use his quirk move he didnt realized your head came off rolling away everyone freaked out even bakugo froze up

"Ugh.." you groaned as your body walked up towards your head and reattached it everyone was still stunned and became silent for a few seconds untill iida walked up towards you with a worried expression "y/n are you ok do you need to go to recovery girl!" He said while doing his air chops "no it's fine it happens.." you quickly said as you slowly walked away feeling bad about scaring the poor teens that's when thenrest of the class decided that they needed to keep watch of you!

Ever since the incident they never leave you alone which irrated you always asking you questions about it and denki or sero always taking off your limbs and running away with them untill iida, kiri, or bakugo catches up to them and bonk them on the head and scolding them

Izuku on the other hand would ask you a million questions about your quirk and insisted thst his dorm was always the right place to study you in so nobody would interupt his alone time study session with you don't you know it's important that he needs to know everything about you for your safety? He also gives you his lucky all might Keychain so it's a win win

Ochako and Mina was the worse always purposely bumping in to you making your limbs fall off or floating one of your limbs away to your annoyance whenever you politely tell them off they'll stop for a few days or even up a week if your very serious about it but will start up again using excuses like " I forget!" Or "my bad I won't do it again!"

If anyone dare make one dirty glance at you or even make a comment about your situation they'll make sure their limbs actually fall off like yours but the difference is it'll be possible to reattached

Youre theirs to pamper, love and pick at and that's final they'll never let their little zombie darling go~

[floatyflowers]

Hello. Can you write for Dark Platonic Father!Aemond Targaryen x Daughter Reader?

You were born to Aemond Targaryen two years before the start of the war.

Your mother died giving birth to you, leaving Aemond the task of caring for you.

But then the unsuspecting happened and Aemond was forced to leave you in the care of his mother so he can have the realm swear an alliance to his brother.

But the death of Lucerys resulting in the war, had Aemond stuck in battles.

And in every battle he fights, all he thinks about is you, if he loses and dies, you will be left all alone in this world...

...left in the care of his ambitious grandfather and his perverted older brother, he knows that his mother is weak in front of the ambition of men.

That is why Aemond was determined to win this war, and come back alive.

It's all just in the hopes of seeing and protecting you.

After the war ends, and the Greens win, Aemond rushes back home, waiting to be greeted by you.

But instead, he finds you uncomfortable by his presence and no convincing from Alicent could make you make the first step and go hug your father.

"I don't want to! I don't want to hug him, he is scary!"

At that moment he felt betrayed, and what added salt to the wound is when he sees that you feel more comfortable around Aegon and Daeron more than him.

However, Aemond won't allow you to hate him, he is your father, and it is your duty to love and respect him.

So, if you are insistent on avoiding him, he would force you to love him.

Just simply by locking you up, and he is the only one you are to see everyday.

Little does the one-eyed prince know that you are like Jenny of Oldstones.

You can see ghosts especially that of Luke Velaryon.

[jerreeeeeee]

*"understanding" meaning they know they disagree but also understand the other can't be stopped/thinks they're doing the right thing, whether that manifests as avoiding the topic altogether when they meet, or just weary acceptance and frank conversation; and "antagonistic" meaning at least one of them is actively trying to interfere/stop the other/convince the other to stop, in the interaction itself

i see a lot of different interpretations of barry & lucretia's relationship after the voidfish and i've gone back and forth over what i think so i wanted to see what the general consensus is

my thoughts under the cut

i can't imagine barry realizes what's happened and doesn't try to 'reason with' lucretia for a little while, before eventually somewhat accepting that she won't listen to him, because after a certain amount of time, it just gets exhausting to hope he can still sway her. like i don't think he gives up, he still tries sometimes, because he has to, that's his whole life at this point, hoping and trying and not giving up in the face of isolation and despair and impossible odds, but he knows he has to pick his battles. and sometimes they catch each other on bad days and he’s just really fucking glad to see her and really fucking disappointed in her and really fucking tired, unable to muster the conviction or energy to fight with her.

and lucretia doesn't do much trying to convince barry, because she knows she couldn't get him on board with her shield beforehand, and he definitely doesn't approve of what she did to taako and himself, not to mention davenport (if he even knows about davenport, cause that’s gotta be really distressing for him, right? do you think barry ever tries to kidnap davenport).

i think after that initial period, and certainly after the BOB is created, they're both afraid of what the other is up to, afraid the other will disrupt their own plans, and try to avoid the other detecting them altogether. but, they're also both incredibly lonely and know the other is the only person in the world who understands what's at stake and the burdens they're both carrying, so even though they don't seek each other out often, they both want to, and maybe sometimes do. a conversation after lucretia gets out of wonderland is especially compelling.

i don't think they interact between here there be gerblins and reunion tour, though, mostly because i think lucretia just doesn't really leave the moonbase now that the bureau has some wins and is getting closer to its goal, and as soon as she knows barry's messing with the boys, she's too paranoid at whatever barry's plans are that are completely unknown to her and wants to avoid him in case he's come up with a way to really stop her. and barry is equally paranoid about her discovering his information gathering and keeping him from his plans to infiltrate the moon base, so he doesn't want to show back up on her radar. i don't think lucretia confronted barry when he possessed pringles, because barry still puts the instructions on his coin for the old puzzle, but if he'd been caught, i think he would've anticipated it changing, so i think she discovered it after the fact.

i don't know if i even think they've spoken since lucretia created the bureau, because that's when they start to become, like, "enemies," officially, as lucretia genuinely starts to villainize barry, however reluctantly. although, depending on how much contact they'd had before that, depending on if she's aware of him out in the world working against her or if from her pov he just sorta disappeared somewhere mysterious, maybe she's not even really thinking of barry as 'the red robe,' and more thinking of herself. because she does tell thb originally that the red robes are all dead and gone, and if she'd truly anticipated them coming into contact with barry, wouldn't she have said, there's still one out there, he's dangerous, don't talk to him, etc, like she does later? maybe the red robes story was originally just an easy way to explain away why the relics existed, and privately, to hate herself for her role in it. maybe she doesn't even realize she's villainized her old friend until that consequence makes itself clear by accident, and then there's nothing for her to do but lean into it and turn the remnants of their family against him for real.

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

Slade has spent an awful long time toying with the bats especially Nightwing he even respects the little Robin after so long.

But there must have been some misconception along the way.

"Little Bird, don't think your living beyond anything other than my god damn mercy, your not your brother."

The wound on Nightwings leg must be giving him some trouble as he slouches stuttering out

"What..I don't get it, who."

Grabbing Dicks head grip tightening hard enough to leave reminders everytime his pretty bird looks in the mirror.

"You might be the oldest," stoking down to where the zipper lays on his costume.

"Yet, My Little Dove Rouges do not shake at the very mention of your name, more importantly you are nothing more than a pretty inconvenience and I don't need your bird gunning for my head I already owe him enough." Snarls out of his mouth.

His guns are loaded back, mask in place becon flashing so that the Bat can come get his eldest he turns.

"Slade wait" gasps Nightwing.

"What did, Jay do to earn that. What did you do for him?"

Oh his poor idiotic little protege

"Your little Red Hood is nothing more than a worthless street brat past his expiration. Only one of you pathetic little brats has actually made a mark beyond annoying your daddy."

"Damian than, I know you have tangled with him before." He sounds confused oh how delightful.

"I have to go little bird, your stalling is truly admirable but I don't feel like fighting your family, but again I find it fascinating that the worlds greatest detectives don't understand the wolf hiding under the sheep. You name all your siblings but the one who's impressive, who is almost a better villain than I." He pauses.

"I fight to win, why would I fight the Robin who would put me in a grave for daring to piss him off I have rules about killing clients it's bad for business after all." He can't help the laughter that slips through.

"You mean Red Robin don't you, I don't understand."

"He's Tim when would he have done anything with you, he avoids you like the plague." Growls Nightwing.

As Slade walks through the door throwing one last tidbit for Dickie to think over.

"Oh sweetheart, I avoid him and let's just say the streets tend to bleed when baby brother isn't happy."

He's already ten blocks away when the Bat descends to rescure pretty bird he whips out his phone sending a warning to his favorite Robin not even a second later it rings.

"How's my favorite boy wonder tonight"

"Really Dad, now I have bats on my ass you have to be fucking with me."

"No I just think it's time you come home, you can't tell me your having fun kiddo." Smile creeping on his face he never denied having a favorite child after all.

" Yah alright old man don't think I won't kick your ass for this."

"Always, I expect nothing less love you."

"Yah, yah New York midnight see you soon"

" Can't wait I got a billionaire waiting for you Renegade"

He hangs up, he wonders how the Bat will handle this or better yet how betrayed the heroes will be after his son is done only time will tell. 

[eightsixtiism]

As a Max fan, I do admit that Max isn't perfect and I absolutely adored Lando before especially with his friendship with Max and Carlos. Lando is getting hated mainly because of the things he says and some of his actions. One was the trump thing, second, was when Max was congratulating him and he decided to snitch despite the race being over (not a big issue for me personally cause all drivers snitch). Third is the way he acted when he won the Dutch GP especially when he decided to use Max's catchphrase (I know it wasn't Max's before), most of us found it rude especially since well max's catchphrase and Lando saying that seemed as if he was mocking Max and the worst thing was it was Max's home race. Fourth, the cooldown with Lewis when Lew was merely being nice and he decided to somewhat insult him (I feel insulted despite Lewis saying it was fine). Fifth, When he called Max's win in Brazil luck not talent, I mean luck was a part of it but talent had a much larger contribution. Sixth, when McLaren fucked up and he made his engineer beg for Lando to give the place back to Oscar despite him being only there because McLaren fucked up and Iscar was doing an excellent job defending (Fuck Mclaren strategy tbh). Seventh, podium in Hungary ('twas fucked up) Oscar couldn't even enjoy his win because Lando was the center of attention despite Osc having a phenomenal drive. Eight, when Oscar had to give up a win (it was a sprint but it was still a win) just for him to lose big time from Max. Ninth, when Oscar once again had to back off to give Lando a chance to catch up to Max but he couldn't pass Charles. Tenth, this is mostly due to how the FIA has been acting. They have been acting like a knight and shining armor for Lando, especially during the quali. This is not hate, I do think he is a contender for this season, the way he's been acting is somewhat the problem. (I think I have more but this is enough lmao)

there's a lot to be covered here so i'll answer the ones that caught my eye.

3) now that i've thought about it, i'd understand why max fans in particular would be mad about it. max coined the phrase, his friend essentially used it to take a dig at him. me personally, if this is what you're getting so seriously pressed about then i actually don't know what to say. this is a sport, shithousery will ensue between friends, enemies, acquaintances— everybody. it's not like lando completely ridiculed and encouraged any more hate towards max; i don't know if i can say the same for max, though.

4) that one i felt taken aback by it too. don't know why he said that, it's definitely something he could've avoided saying. but if lewis isn't bothered about it, i'm not going to be. if he was, i certainly would be and will hold lando accountable (i still do anyways)

5) this is so palpably hearsay and i cannot believe you still think this. at this point, i feel like a broken radio trying to reason with you guys and tell you that that is not what he meant. i'm sure you've come across people explaining what the actual meaning is, so let's not sit here and still believe this foolishness. if, for some reason, you still don't get it, there's a post here that explains it perfectly.

6 and 7) you are talking all about unrightful lando wins, but didn't lando have to give his place up for oscar? oscar didn't overtake lando by his own will and win, so why won't we use that against oscar? some people do, but we all know it was mclaren's fault for putting them in that position. they could've easily let them stay where they are and fight for p1, but they didn't and that is how it panned out. after them guilt tripping lando into giving the place back, are we still blaming lando for this? i know you shouldn't be because as you said, 'fuck mclaren strategy'.

8) mclaren were seemingly championship contending... up until they claimed they weren't after the brazil gp (honestly, odds were stacking up against them that they weren't because they kept fucking up more than they should've). i can tell you are either quite ignorant or haven't been a fan for long, because it seems you are too used to someone winning the championship by their own merit because of the very pitiful gap in performance between the red bull drivers, but forget that many championships have been won with the help of teammates, one of the most infamous being lewis and valterri. oscar giving up his place was to help lando (who's higher in the standings between the 2) get more points and close the gap. it wasn't a rightful sprint win, we are all aware, but that's how this sport works.

10) i was going to go hell on this take, but @landhoe-norris worded it perfectly in their post:

"Imagine thinking that an organisation that rigged a race so that your favourite drivers would win a championship, an organisation that has allowed him to run other drivers off the track for the past three years without repercussions, is now being biased against him because he ‘has the wrong passport’ when in all seriousness your favourite driver is the epitome of ‘white privilege’ and has been since he stepped into the sport."

there's nothing more for me to say.

all in all, lando is not as bad as you guys make him out to be. if anything, max, in my opinion, is worse. and looks like he'll always be.

[neaxsfiction]

How the mha characters would react when their s/o gets hurt in a fight? (U can chose which characters) ❤️

Hello! Sorry this took so long, I was a bit busy with my personal life. Imma write characters that are gonna have the most unique reactions then. Thanks for the request!❤️

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Note; please if you're interested in giving me a request, write me down the character(s) you'd like to read in my work, it helps me to organize my thoughts and focus on specific characters. Also the more specific you are, the better my fic / oneshot / headcannons are gonna turn out, ty<3

MHA characters reacting to their S/O getting hurt during a fight

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Dabi

Let's be honest, that guy isn't attached to anybody. He can't feel any type of emotion unless it's on extreme levels. That's exactly why he doesn't feel anger when he sees you injured, he feels rage.

He wants to burn the place down. Burn the hero. Their whole family line. He's the type of person who you wouldn't know that he appreciates you that much so you'd be surprised to see how much he got worried. Even he doesn't understand what's going on with him. Only thing that I know, is that I wouldn't wanna be that hero, facing him in battle.

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Tomura Shigaraki

He's extremely calm. More than how much he should be. However that's only a facade in front of you. He's fueled with anger on the hero who dared to touch you and cause you this suffering.

He wants to get revenge for sure. He can't come up with a plan that will ensure them winning the battle over heroes so he gets provided the help of Kurogiri. He wants to turn to dust the entire family tree of the hero who did all that to you.

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Bakugo Katsuki

There are at least 3 people holding him so he doesn't run outside and give your attacker a piece of his own medicine (probably midoriya kirishima and tenya).

He ends up going outside in the city to find your attacker and make them pay but of course he returns without having done anything other than wandering in the streets furiously. Probably returns calmer though.

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Izuku Midoriya

Man he almost faints when he sees you injured like this. It's not that he's not familiar with injuries or blood but he freaks out when his loved ones are in that situation.

After he does his best to keep his composure, he asks you details on how you were attacked, who attacked you and things that could in general help him. He's not the type to get revenge but this incident wouldn't go unnoticed, especially if someone else injured you.

~

Hawks

Hawks is of course the type to worry and get you immediately in the hospital. He tries to get some answers from you once you're in a good shape to talk.

He immediately reports the incident to his higher ups and avoids chasing the attacker on his own. Hawks is clearly the workaholic type of man, who doesn't want his personal life to get mixed with his work so he won't chase down the attacker. However he will investigate, till he can't no more, and if he happens to face your attacker in a battle, he'll be more than happy to give his all and get revenge for you.

~

Shouta Aizawa

Just like Hawks, he doesn't want his personal life getting mixed with his work. If the villains knew you are one of Aizawa's loved ones, you'd become their no 1 bait and he'd hate himself if he let that happen.

Pretty much wants to destroy the attacker, but his calm aura doesn't let those violent emotions get out. Of course, if he happens to face the attacker in battle, he's giving his all, even his life if needed.

[moongothic]

So I'm confused about something. There was a cover story about Ms Goldenweek and other Baroque works agents breaking Crocodile out of prison but he just. Told them no? And stayed there with Mr 1 and Mr 2? I don't get why he wanted to go to Impel Down just to break out when he had the chance

I can't tell you 100% why Crocodile chose to stay in prison and go to Impel Down, but my best guess really is that he was just...

Taking the L with grace

More specifically. Crocodile had lost everything. I think deep inside he might've been literally too depressed to want to go free again.

Like he does literally say that. He gave up.

He had been building his reputation as "the Hero of Alabasta" for at least 10 years at this point. He had built not just a criminal organization that he had been running for four years, but also he had been running legal business stuff (like his casino) for probably longer than that. A decade's worth of work and effort to take over a country, and most importantly, get away with it. The reason he had orchestrated that whole rebellion was so that the rebels and the royal family could "take each other out", leaving the country wide open for a World Government Official such as himself to take up. The reason Baroque Works was doing this all in secret was so that the WG never found out, otherwise they wouldn't have let him have Alabasta.

But indeed, his plans were foiled by a kid in flipflops in less than 24 hours, just at the final moment before Crocodile would win. He lost everything. And the World Government found out about what he had been planning.

So even if he escaped from that prison with his former agents, what was he going to do?

He wouldn't be able to take over Alabasta anymore because he did not have manpower (as he had lost all his goons), and having lost his financial empire he wouldn't be able to build a new army any time soon. And even if he did, now that they knew what he had done the people of Alabasta would not accept him as their new king, even if he personally assasinated Cobra and the entire family. Not to mention, the WG finding out about his plans meant that they had every fucking reason to try and stop Crocodile if he did as much as set foot on that island again. By which I mean, they could launch a Buster Call on his ass. Send all the fucking Admirals after him. And so, even if Crocodile still believed Pluton was somewhere in Alabasta and that he just had to comb through the entire desert to find it... Between the Alabastan people and the WG in the way, finding Pluton would not be easy. Especially when Robin wouldn't even be there to just point him directly to it. It could take years, if not decades, while fighting off the WG by himself. And that's while assuming Pluton was somewhere in Alabasta. Like WE the readers now know Pluton is in Wano, but since Robin didn't tell him that. All Robin said was that the Poneglyph "didn't mention the weapon", and Cobra's reaction to the name merely proved the weapon's existence in Crocodile's mind. But surely, because Crocodile is a smart young man, he'd understand there was a risk that Pluton could exist, but just not be in Alabasta, right? Like that would be a possibility too, right?

I think this is why Crocodile has given up on Alabasta. He had one opportunity at seizing the country, and he failed. And without Robin, he could spend the rest of his life combing through a haystack for a needle when there's no needle, and he'd have no idea. I think is why he explicitly says in Impel Down he no longer has "interest in that country". He won't be able to pull off another stunt like this, ever.

And that leads us back to "why not escape earlier and avoid going to Impel Down to begin with". Thanks to his status as a Shichibukai, Crocodile hasn't been on the run from the WG for like two decades. And the past 10 or so years he has seemingly lived a life of luxury in his funny little casino. But now, having lost everything, he'd be back on the run. And because he's a world famous former "hero of the people", there would be nowhere he'd be able to go where people would not recognize him and send the marines after him. So he'd be on the run, for the rest of his life or until he'd get capture again. And mind you, the guy does not trust anyone, so he'd be on the run alone. Without any purpose or goal.

And you might be thinking, "Daz and the rest of BW was still there!", yeah, arguably true. But at this point Crocodile had no reason to trust any of them. Like personally, I think the reason Crocodile ended up taking a liking to Daz was BECAUSE he chose to follow him to Impel Down when he really did not have to. Like Daz showed an unusual level of loyalty to Crocodile, and I think Crocodile recognized that. That's why Daz is still with Croc, post-timeskip. But Miss Goldenweek and co? Crocodile had no reason to believe they wouldn't betray him if given a chance and a reason. And if the WG would come chasing his ass, they'd have plenty of reason to try and betray Croc (handing Crocodile over to spare their own lives). Not to mention, when they come release their former boss from jail, what did Miss Goldenweek say?

"Let's do Baroque Works again"

As I've already explained in detail, I think we might know why Crocodile wasn't interested in being Baroque Works' "boss" again.

So. Yeah. If in Crocodile's mind he'd be on the run from the Government for the first time in two decades all alone, in a situation where rebuilding what he had before would be bloody hard if not downright impossible, and he wouldn't be able to obtain what he had spent the last decade working for regardless...

Taking the L and just going to prison might've been the easier option

[seankayos]

Arcane Season 2 Part 2 thoughts and theories

Because holy shit this show has grabbed me and isn't letting go, cannot wait till next.

Also what the fuck, I need to process

So right off the bat the pacing is a lot faster, like I remember Season 1 was like being on a rollcoaster, this feels like jumping out of a plane. Exhilarating, but definitely an escalation. Still works though, at least so far.

I knew Isha was fated to die the second I saw her in the previews, she was just too damn cute and too damn close to Jinx for the writers to resist, and honestly I'm kind of OK with it? As interesting as Jinx essentially retiring to be a stay at home mum was I think I'd rather see her process grief from a position of love rather than trauma. Plus, you know, Isha wanted to be just like Jinx, and what's more Jinx than blowing up Vander?

Speaking of the most dysfunctional family anywhere in Zaun, Piltover or anywhere else, holy shit I loved Warwick in this, a genuinely terrifying werewolf that spat blood everywhere and yet made you feel genuine sorrow at his condition as well. Dude's been through it and then some.

Cait and Vi are still going strong through their divorce arc as I knew they would, with everything that's gone on these two are solidly locked in as the end game couple now. One more argument to let Vi finally get a win in (because seriously, for being the designated bruiser she can't win a fist fight for shit this season) before the much anticipated sex scene that they allegedly upped the rating for. Going off Vi spitting on Cait and then her wiping it across her mouth, shit's going to get freaky.

I've already reblogged something about Viktor but I just want to say I absolutely loved every part of the compound, but especially how understatedly creepy the whole thing was? Like, yeah, art nouveau cyber-magic hivemind hippies, fucking awesome, but none of feel like real people, at least compared to Zaun or Piltover. I think the flashes of them we get from Jayce's perspective of them as warped and broken puppets is accurate, they are peaceful because Viktor thinks that's what peace and cooperation look like, when in reality it's more like unquestioning obedience. Shame though, I really did love Viktor's whole mind quest to the soul of Vander, regardless of how badly it went.

As for Jayce, big theory time; this is a time travel plot now and we're seeing Jayce at the end of it. Those flashes we see are actually from some hypothetical bad future where Viktor expands his 'glorious evolution' to all of Piltover and Zaun and it all goes horribly wrong, hence why he looks so much older (even accounting for the.....roughly 4 months, I guess, time skip) and so incredibly haggard and traumatized. Dude's got a Mad Max shout out knee brace, you don't just get those unless you're from The Dark Future™. My guess is Viktor asked Jayce to go back and kill him, which is why he keeps repeating he won't fail and just kills Viktor with basically zero hesitation. Or, more accurately, kills the Hexcore, leaving Viktor alive(ish) to become something else. After all, from what I can tell from the League lore videos I watched a while back, VIktor used to be able to buy a Hexcore prototype that looked like the purple one we saw, but also had a normal Hexcore that provided different upgrades. He might start again down a different road that avoids the Bad Future but which makes him more of the explicit villain.

[rraaaannnn]

Gaming competitor 2

In 2000s

You walk slowly while wearing an oversized black T-shirt and blue oversized pants. It has been almost four weeks since you lost the game

You needed not to go to the arcade for a while to avoid ridicule from your friends after the defeat. You wanted to disappear for three days, but you did not know that you were being punished by your parents for not going out anywhere for four weeks

You enter the arcade door while seeing if someone has taken your place in your absence, so that the place’s cashier notices you

''Look who's here, I didn't expect you'd be gone for four weeks, are you ashamed of losing this much?''

You smile sarcastically

''Something you will never understand. Punishment from the parents.''

''Wh-Is it because I don't have parents, FUCK YOU!''

There's nothing serious that you guys used to joke with like that

You go to your usual place and your favorite game and see someone's head wearing a black hoodie

Approaching from behind, you could make out the little fingers and the distinct way they pressed the buttons to win

You smiled lightly after she heard the sigh that came out of this person's mouth even though she won the game

You approach quietly so that this person does not notice you while placing your head close to the person's right shoulder

''BOO!''

A scream spreads around while your loud laughter follows it

Which made the person who screamed recognize you, which made her place her hand on her chest, trying to comprehend what had happened to her a short while ago

Hanni Pham

Your competitor who made you lose four weeks ago

''The hell you're doing!''

Hanni expresses her anger while her voice softens as if she is asking you why you disappeared after the move that made her think about you all week

''I wanted to have a little fun scaring you…this is really fun and funny''

You're still laughing at the scream she let out

''This is not funny''

Her eyebrows and sideways glances are starting to show you how annoyed she is with you

''What are you doing anyway at my private game?''

Now Hanni raises one eyebrow

''How long has it been your game… Should I remind you that this place is for everyone and that this game can be played by everyone?''

It's your time to raise one eyebrow

''If you finish reminding me, stop and find another game to play with because I miss playing this video game''

''I will not go anywhere!''

She hugs her hands tightly to her chest and sticks to the chair like glue

''You're just bored, stop doing that and go away!''

Hanni sticks out her tongue to tease you

“If you don't move away, I will push you away.”

You start approaching and grab Hanni and try to carry her, but it seems that she is a little strong, so you try harder. You were able to carry her, but you fell to the ground, so Hanni quickly crawled to the chair while you were sitting on the ground, trying to pull her with her leg

''You two! Will you never stop fighting?''

The cashier stands while placing his hands on his waist

''Tell her to let go of my leg first!''

Hanni says as she tries to kick you off her leg

''If she stays away from the video game, I will stop pulling her leg!''

''Stop before I kick you out…''

The cashier orders you

''Yes! Kick out this gum stuck to the chair.''

''I'm talking to you Y/N''

''WHAT?After what we've been through?''

You ask him in disappointment after you released Hanni's leg causing her to hit the chair hard

''Of course he won't kick me out of the arcade, especially after I beat you!''

Hanni says arrogantly as she adjusts her jacket and the hoodie back on her head

You're both busy looking at the street, Hanni looking at the tree on the left and you looking at the sidewalk on the right after a cashier kicked you both out of the arcade

You look at Hanni, who is busy counting the leaves of the tree, then sigh and start walking on your way

''I think I should go to Johnny's to give me some lollipops''

You felt a tug on your wrist that made you turn to Hanni again

''Don't go to him!''

You tilt your head towards Hanni

''Thanks a lot you idiot,Because of you, I can't play now,Why don't I go to him?'

“I have a computer at my house that you can play with”

''Why should I come to your house?''

''To play…I downloaded the Street Fighter game,It's your favorite game,You can play it''

Well it's time to tease her, she was still holding your wrist so you decided to hold her other hand with your other hand

''Let's play with it, you and me on the bed,I bet it will be more fun''

A smirk appeared on your face after Hanni understood the hidden meaning of your words, so she started hitting you on the shoulder while she screamed lightly while hiding the blush on her face

''I can't stand you''

Hanni starts leaving you behind

''Am i still invited to your house?''

Without turning to you Hanni says

''Hurry up before I change my mind''

You look at the room full of things, full of pictures of some toys and singers. You can also see some certificates of excellence, and touch some of the things on Hanni's table while you wait for her in her room

''I brought some water for you…I didn't find juice''

Hanni tells you as she enters the room carrying snacks

''It's okay, I just want to play''

You sit next to her on the bed while you watch her try to open the computer

''Are you sure your parents won't be upset that you invited me here?''

''They won't be angry. I always invite my friends to the house.''

Finally, you open the game and Hanni gives you the keyboard to choose your character and play with it

You start playing while Hanni keeps watching

''That's great…why come to the arcade if you have your own computer? I would never leave my house if that were me!''

You express your admiration while playing professionally

“I said I would try it once, so I started going there for one thing without realizing it''

''Man, it's a waste of money, like my parents say''

''Yes, I agree with you, it is a waste of money, but I have reached the stage that made me see that it is not a waste of money because I won my award.''

''Chan-lee figure?''

You curse after asking your question because you lost,you gives Hanni the keyboard to start play

''No, it's you''

Hanni starts playing while ignoring your taunts

''Oh Hanni, you've become as flirtatious as me''

''Stop yelling, you're distracting me''

She tells you while moving her fingers skillfully

''Can you explain how I became your prize?''

''UGH just forget it!''

She almost lost, but was able to block the knockout

''I wonder why you would say something if you're going to back down? Should I teach you how to real flirt?''

Hanni wins the fight so here she is looking at you

''Do you want me to teach you how to play for real?''

''You're annoying…why don't you have a lollipop in your house? Johnny is better than you. He has a whole bag of lollipops''

''Stop talking about him!''

Hanni tells you while putting her keyboard to the side

''Why? are you jealous?''

''YES! Cause I go to the arcade every day and pay money to get your attention while he can get you with a lollipop''

You smile, a smirk

''I'm trying to win you over while you're talking about this boy''

Hanni returns the keyboard to her hand and starts playing without having to face you

''Calm down Hanni, I didn't know you loved me this much''

Hanni stays silent while she plays

''I can knock you out, Would you like to see?''

''You can not''

Hanni answers you calmly

''Are you betting on Chan Lee's figure?

''Yes, I bet on it!''

Hanni gets a little excited about the bet even though she just confessed to you

You grab Hanni's chin and pull her towards you. All Hanni can feel is your lip on hers. She doesn't know how to respond. Hanni is confused. You place your hand on the back of her head even if it means it will make her hair a little messy

You are enjoying this moment unlike Hanni who seems frozen

Hani starts kissing you after realizing that it probably won't happen again

She even dropped the keyboard on the floor and put her hands on your shoulders

Until you turned away from her while smiling at her

''Looks like you liked the knockout''

A light slap on your shoulder makes you laugh

''Looks like I lost the bet''

You press her cheeks lightly

''It's okay, I won the Chan Lee figure and you won me''

''Seriously, did I win you over? Does that mean you don't need a lollipop boy?''

She smiles at cute Hanni

''Yes…I think I'll replace the lollipop with your lips.''

Successive hits on your shoulder while Hanni's face turns red and you laugh

''you are so cute''

You tell her as you pull her into a hug

Hanni has become your favorite arcade

—

Actually, I don't know if they used the word "cute" in the 2000s💀

[cunninghamchrissie]

hellcheer thought: eddie learning how to cook a few simple dishes that chrissy likes, especially when she's in college & really busy studying etc... eddie bringing her snacks while she studies on their shitty couch / secondhand coffee table & giving her a kiss on the top of her head

"aaaand voilà!"

eddie carefully sets a bowl on the uneven coffee table, taking care that it doesn't slide off to the floor.

chrissy looks up from the child psychology textbook she's reading with a curious smile on her lips.

"and what do we have here?"

"this, my love," eddie says with a flourish of the dishtowel he's got in his left hand, "is a homemade slash canned lasagna soup."

chrissy's mouth has been watering ever since eddie started cooking, but he gets so focused when in the kitchen that she didn't want to interrupt him to ask what exactly he was making with so many ingredients strewn about the sink and the biggest pot she didn't even know they had.

they've been struggling for cash since moving to indianapolis. they found themselves a shoebox apartment above a liquor store so chrissy can be close to both her community college so she won't have to live on campus, and the little law office she works as a secretary in. as for eddie, he's been working crazy hours between the auto shop and trying to score paying gigs most weekends.

eddie tries not to feel bad about having to rely on the dollar store and garage sales, especially after the life chrissy was used to living, but if she has a problem with it, she's never let it show.

eddie jogs the three steps it takes to get back into the kitchen to grab his own bowl and a beer for himself, and sits next to chrissy on the couch, avoiding the spot where the weird spring pops out. he's thought about getting it fixed (how much can upholstery cost?), but sitting like this means they're nearly in each other's laps all the time, and neither one seems to mind it.

chrissy takes a spoonful of the soup as eddie turns on the tv, and the sound of the news is drowned out by her nearly obscene moan.

"oh my god, eddie, this is amazing," chrissy says around her bite, and eddie's eyebrows shoot up.

"jesus, sweetheart, let a man finish his dinner before making those noises. gonna run me ragged if i don't get my energy up to rock your world tonight."

chrissy giggles an apology, and they eat in comfortable silence as they hear about how many inches of snow they're getting the next day.

chrissy's gotten so much better with her eating issues, but things are still far from perfect. she can't clear her plates just yet, but eddie never makes a fuss about eating her leftovers, joking that, according to her own school books, people don't finish developing until their mid 20s and he's a growing boy who needs all the calories he can get.

after dinner, they fight over who gets to do the dishes, and eddie lets chrissy win just this once. he's so tired, and he's pretty sure he pulled something in his back at the shop.

when chrissy's finished cleaning up, she finds eddie snoring slightly on the couch, with his neck bent at an impossible angle.

she smiles fondly and leans down to place a kiss to the top of his head before waking him up.

"come on, sleepy head." she scratches his scalp, and eddie nuzzles into her touch in a way that reminds her of thumper from bambi.

she loves him so much, she can't even speak sometimes.

they make their way into the bedroom wrapped around each other, chrissy stumbling behind eddie with her hands around his waist and her cheek between his shoulder blades.

"thank you for dinner, baby."

[wonderlandhour]

"I can't believe I let Emma talk me into wearing a dress! I look ok, right?"

Ash's dress for the Glimmering Soiree fan event by @starry-night-rose! this event is based on the Prince's Ball from Cinderella, and I've been keen on giving my own shot for it with Ash!

Home: I know I'm supposed to be watching all four of the Princes, but I keep having to hide from Mal. He keeps trying to kiss me and Crewel is gonna kill me if I mess up my makeup!

Home idle 1: I'm so lucky I know how to dance, at least I won't embarrass myself on the floor! Vil would probably be proud of me.

Home idle 2: This is so much fun! But every time I try to say hi, I get reminded this is supposed to be a competition. I really don't care much is I win or not, I'm just happy to be here.

Home idle 3: Oh no, sorry I gotta go, I think Deuce might start a fist fight if that girl doesn't stop hanging off of him!

Home idle - login: [LOCKED]

Home idle - groovy: [LOCKED]

Home tap 1: I only found out as I was putting the dress on earlier that Lilia designed it. I think he took advantage of the fact that Mal is one of the Princes to get me to wear a traditional Briar Valley inspired dress.

Home tap 2: Don't tell Emma, but I'm wearing shorts under this dress. I really don't like dresses, so this was my compromise!

Home tap 3: If you happen to spot Leona, don't tell him you saw me . . . I'm not avoiding him! But- he will get jealous if he sees me in this specific style of dress.

Home tap 4: I think I would like it more if it was pants, but this dress really is super pretty. And I especially love the chains!

Home tap 5: I'm gonna go outside, it's so pretty out tonight and this room is kind of stuffy. Don't worry, I'll be back before midnight!

Home tap - groovy: [LOCKED]