#i mean this all slash pos

[bleedingballpoint]

coffinshipping and shotgunshipping is so fun to me im like haha what freaks! and then when i think of chainshipping i get impossibly sad

[travllingbunny]

So, according to Ali Abbasi's interview, there was a scene in The Apprentice script where Trump, after meeting Roy Cohn a few times, starts having dreams about him with a "slightly homoerotic undertone", and they filmed that, and it involved Jeremy Strong, per his own idea, being in a full body frog costume(invoking Cohn's infamous plushy frog toys collection) and singing "I am What I Am" from Le Cage des folles (the soundtrack to which Cohn is actually known to have really liked) while lying in bed with Sebastian as Trump.

And for Dan Snyder, the rich Trump supporter who was somehow dumb enough to finance the movie thinking it would lionize him, that scene was one of the things that upset him the most and that he walked out on during the private screening of an early cut.

It was revealed earlier that Snyder made them remove some parts of the movie that he had a problem with so he could stop blocking the movie, and that the only one of those they refused to remove from the final cut was the rape scene, because they thought it was too crucial for the movie.

I immediately figured out what those other parts he had a problem with were likely to be... and boy, was I right.

(Director's Cut when?)

[beemers-hell]

when I saw you posted another chapter to bfta, I literally DIED . it was genuinely moving enough for me to reread all the chapters before it (since I had in the past and was waiting very happily for the newest.) i HAVE TO SAY I ADORE how you portray every single character you write: they are all loveable and feel undoubtedly in character/lifelike to me it's insane. mind blowing. I've had genuine massive bursts of just HYSTERIA BECAUSE OF HOW HAPPY SOME OF THE INTERACTIONS IN THESE FICS GO!!! it's genuinely crazy and has been pretty much ruining my life/POS ever since I first read through. IM SO REAL AND HONEST RIGHT NOW I'm hanging on to every fucking word within an inch of my life and I swear I feel some of the struggles that are being dealt with in my bones;; they are so relatable and it's lead me to start trying to figure myself out further. I'm so excited for more chapters and I do know you're going through it so I hope you recover well 🩷

hey what if i just started fucking crying all over the place HELLO!!!!

[newcronomicon]

its kinda funny that im not into let 3 DIRECTLY because of eurovision (look i dont watch it cus its 1. boring as shit 2. i think we all know what point 2 is.) no its because you little GOOFBALLS in the disco elysium fandom pointed out "hey one of the members kinda look like hdb thats funny" AND NOW LOOK AT WHERE MY AUTISM IS AT !!!!!!!!!!

[liathgray]

It takes everything in me not to go batshit all the time count your fucking blessings

[gnaga37]

beloved mutuals post pictures of different manga characters with the same hair and face. more jpegs i can't decipher

[hischierline]

how does one move on from being told this. i cant stop thinking about it

[okcoolthanks]

I wisshhhh i were jokingggg

I found my cool ass jacket on Pinterest on a thrifting video

[moonshynecybin]

what would you consider essential marc and rosquez watching? i don’t mean races but the stuff happening around it, there seems to be so much and idk where to start 😭

BIG ass question. i think it depends what you want outta this and how you best interact with content slash consume information. for me (not to brag but. winner of multiple historical essay writing competitions in high school. for context on the kind of freak i am bringing to the table here.) the research is kind of the fun part ! like i just started googling shit! i would go to inactive blogs and just search 'marquez' on them to see what would happen ! a lot of the times that works ! but it also takes a lotttt of time lol so i'll chuck some good resources your way, why not...

okay im not sure how basic we're talkin here but um. background. so the documentaries are, i think. the best place to start. theyre entertaining and offer a good amalgamation of clips to provide context for the actual racing. and like i know you de-emphasized racing (which is fine lol who cares) but it really is like the most important thing in the world to these fools and its a pretty visual sport so i think its at least helpful. like yes sepang IS about the press conference, but its also about the conversation they have ON the race track using their motorcycles. which is also somewhat a conversation that they HAVE been having all year long...

i'd start with hitting the apex (2013), its a GREAT introduction to the "characters" that does a lot of legwork to contextualize everything. lays the scene for where vale is at coming into his relationship with marc (both personally, wrt to marco simoncelli, and career-wise concerning his flop at ducati), and also how insane marc's whole deal is in general. the second half is. materially a study on what him entering the premiere class did to the sport as a whole. the introductory chapter in many respects

marc marquez: all in. MY introduction and blissfully free online. marc comma in his own words, with all the implications of that. a self-produced documentary where he is giving feedback about the edit of said documentary straight to camera and no less vulnerable because of it which is very marc imo. revealing both intentionally AND unintentionally about his whole deal with injury, vale, and his image.

motogp unlimited. im gonna be real kind of boring. like i would still watch it ! but do it kind of later, once you know the major players so youre automatically more invested. it doesnt really give you more than marc says himself in all in tbh, and i get the sense him and vale were NAWWWT interested in doing more than the bare minimum for it.

marc's rookie doc. free and subtitled on the youtubes. the first half of this is deadass just him wanting to fuck vale so bad while every comment from vale has me saying GIRL. out loud because the foreshadowing would be genuinely shocking if this was fiction. anyways the laguna seca of it all....

next i would hit up PODCASTS ! i think it makes sense after the documentaries, because these are all podcasts that arent strictly about rosquez (even if they are in many ways the main characters lmao) and personally it helps to put faces to lesser known names that might pop up before i listen to a purely audio product and get lost in the soup of sounds. the paddock pass podcast has two retrospective episodes about the 2015 season that are really good at context, oxley bom pod has a fun recent episode on valentino that i love, again just poke around a lil

videos. these guys have never filmed a lot of content together tragically. what i wouldnt give for someone to make them do an escape room. anyways ranch visit HERE (post explaining the ranch visit here). sepang presscon (sowwy) here. vale unhinged podcast interview the month after marc's documentary came out here. vale retirement interview where he gets asked about marc here. vale talking about asking marc to the ranch here. vale postrace at argentina 2018 here. UCCIO postrace at argentina 2018 here. theres a lot moreeeee just go on my blog archive and filter for rosquez and vids its easier lol

journalism. hello. okay so you should genuinely spend some time reading through mat oxley's stuff he can write (theres a paywall but you can run that shit through wayback machine). he also loves an insane comparison which i do enjoy.... again this is one that can be solved by googling his name and tacking on 'marquez' or 'rossi' or a specific time period or race it will probably reap some dividends. in terms of specific ass articles this one is kind of load bearing in terms of sepang and some of the interpersonal competitive tensions at play. that being said there are manyyyyyy crazy interviews and snippents of articles from other journos floating around motogp tumblr (like literally too many to link) adn its fun to dig around to find them, but mat oxley gets a shoutout because i was reading this article TODAY !

other content. honestly one of the best resources I'VE found for plotting out the arc of their relationship is @kingofthering's everyrosquezpodium series. you can REALLY see it play out lol. also her tagging system rules she very neatly lays out years and races... so if something jumps out at you, CLICK ITTTT ! also all of @ricciardoes fave presscon moments series. insane.

all this to say a small little rpf fandom like this rewards some digging! i would just recommend following narrative threads that interest you ! its also a small fanbase that is pretty research oriented, so if youre ever confused about somethin, just shoot an ask or run a search on someone's blog (@kwisatzworld has endless vale resources and @batsplat is one of the most thorough researchers ive ever seen, for example) like for real theres so much... i also have a primer that i made forever ago that has some links on it so you can peruse that if you so wish. but frankly a lot of it is just using those research muscles and being sufficiently deranged enough to be screenshotting reddit threads at one am so you can post them to tumblr because they mentioned marc and vale in the same sentence and that lit up some of the neurons in your brain

(and i know you said outside of races but i think theyre good benchmarks as turning points soooo you should do some diggin on laguna seca 2013, jerez 2015, argentina 2015, ASSEN 2015, sepang 2015 obvi, argentina 2018, and misano 2019. those are the big tentpoles of insane rosquez relationship drama imo. i mean theres many more but. im limiting myself.)

[mirchloe]

#psychonautssecretsanta2024

ho ho ho! it's the middle of november! that means, once again, it's time for the secret santa! last year went off without a hitch (if you just ignore how my main was shadowbanned for sending out the giftee assignments, which caused me to finally make a side blog lol), so i'm back once again with this event i've happily hosted since 2016.

hate to beat a dead horse because this is the same shtick as last year and the year prior, but i'll be tremendously busy in december. i will be more hands off and ask that all participants follow the timeline. without further ado, here's the timeline along with the rules!

TIMELINE

the application will be open from 11/15/24 starting at 4:00 P.M. PST and close on 11/25/24 at 11:59 P.M. PST. if you miss the sign up period, please message me immediately because i will begin pairing people up promptly.

between 11/27/24 through 11/29/24, i will send out giftee information to the account/username (twitter or tumblr only) that was provided, so please keep your eye on your dms. if i can’t reach you on tumblr, i’ll send an ask asking you to open your messages to everyone. that way, i can pass along your giftee to you.

as always, 12/15/24 is the check-in day. i will be going around messaging people asking for progress updates. this doesn’t have any specification as people work differently, so if you haven’t started, that’s also fine. it just helps me know where people are in their progress, or if they might need an extension. if you want to reach out first, that helps me mark you down faster!

speaking of extensions, please let me know before 12/22/24 if you will need an extension. life happens, and i know that from experience, so don’t hesitate to reach out. also, if you believe you’ll need to drop out, please let me know before 12/22/24 as well, so that i can find another santa for your giftee. you will still receive your gift!

gifts are due between 12/24/24 through 12/28/24. please tag your giftee, and use the hashtag psychonautssecretsanta2024, so that i can keep track of who posted. (of course, in addition, you can always use the relevant game, character, and pairing tags!) i’m very excited to see what everyone will create!

for those who asked for extensions, and for the santas who took on an extra gift if someone dropped, those gifts are due between 1/4/25 through 1/8/25.

RULES

adult/minor pairings and incestuous pairings are not allowed. requesting them in your application will result in you being removed from the event entirely.

keep your content PG-13/keep the t rating of psychonauts in mind. nsfw material is not allowed in order to be inclusive to everyone. to clarify, please do not request nsfw material that is graphically sexual or violent in nature.

be respectful of your giftee’s wish list, and do not share them. over the years, i have mostly partnered people based on similar interests in characters, pairings, etc., but there will always be different interpretations of aforementioned characters, pairings, etc.

i mentioned it in the above form, but please don’t give me any usernames that are for ao3 or discord to prevent any confusion. this event is also NOT associated with any personal secret santa events on any discord. this is strictly for tumblr (and maybe twitter).

not really a rule, but any received questions about the event will be answered and added to the reply section.

[tala-bez-i]

At first sight Chapter Twenty-Four

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death

All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.

Words: 4844

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You and Sanzu sat in the backseat of the Haitani brothers' elegant car as you drove with a few men in two more cars to Sato, Nagano and Kuroda's hideout, which you had received a tip from a trusted source. Thanks to Nagasawa and Junko, you were 100% sure that the men were there, so you didn't anticipate any problems. 

Despite focusing on checking your gun and the number of bullets in each of the three spare magazines you had prepared, you listened to the excited Sanzu's story. Of course, he had already taken some of his drugs, which he seemed to only part with for sleep purposes, but he still seemed to have a clear head. 

Of course, every few minutes Ran Haitani had to tell him not to unbuckle his damn seat belt, and you managed to put it back on for him about three times, but apart from that, nothing deviated from any norm. Haruchiyo usually followed safety precautions when he rode in the front of the car with you, but it was more than once the case when he rode in the backseat. You still hadn't been able to figure out why he did this, but you suspected the tinted rear windows gave the illusion of invisibility. 

“Sanzu, for fuck's sake, behave yourself.” Ran said, now slightly irritated, looking back over his shoulder. 

“I'm behaving, what the fuck do you mean?” The pink-haired man answered him, loosening his seat belt. 

“Then behave better because there is no difference.” 

“Fuck you.” Sanzu muttered under his breath, and you shot him a warning look, which he responded with a snort and a roll of his eyes. “Okay, but it's not my fault that I'm so full of energy.” 

It was... 

“You shouldn't have taken the pills.” Rindou commented on this, looking at him in the rearview mirror. “If you screw something up…” 

“He won't screw anything up.” You interjected with a sigh. “I will be there for him. Let's stick to the plan." 

“Then... If he screws up, you'll be responsible for it, L/n.” The older Haitani said in a calm tone, and you knew exactly what that could mean. 

“I won't screw anything up.” Sanzu grumbled quietly, making a grumpy face and turned his head to look through the glass. 

“You won't. We have twelve other people with us. We will deal with Sato and his men in no time.” You said, directing your gaze to the rearview mirror so you could look at Rindou, who gave you a quick glance and a nod. 

“We don't know how many there are.” Ran reminded and you shrugged. 

“And they forget who they are messing with.” 

"Exactly." Sanzu laughed quietly, not taking his eyes off the views through the car window. “This is the night when they will regret coming out of their mothers' wombs.” 

“I'd love to push them back in there.” You mumbled and Sanzu turned his head towards you. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see his half-amused, half-disgusted expression. 

"You are disgusting." 

“We're getting there.” The younger Haitani commented and after a short while you saw an abandoned three-story building. 

The car stopped and other Bonten cars stopped near you. No one got out of the vehicles waiting for your signal. There was silence inside the Haitani brothers' car and you felt a strange shiver run down your spine. 

“So…” Rindou began, taking the keys out of the ignition. 

“Yeah, so…” His older brother cleared his throat, and you realized you weren't the only one who felt a twinge of uncertainty. 

“Let's get this over with.” Sanzu growled and got out of the car. 

“Wait…” You tried to grab his hand, but the man was faster, leaving you no choice but to follow him. “Fuck…” 

The remaining men followed closely behind you and Ran motioned for them to split up and try to enter the building through other possible entrances. You noticed that many of the windows had no glass or the windows themselves were boarded up with fiberboard to prevent intruders from entering. Who would want to sit here? 

“According to information from Nagasawa, there are two entrances, but you can easily use the unblocked windows.” Rindou reminded and you all drew your weapons at the same time to keep them at the ready, but none of you raised them. “Our targets should be sitting in one of the rooms at the back of the building on the third floor.” 

"What is this place?" You asked as you approached the main entrance. There was a roof over it, with traces of a plaque visible on it, which probably contained the name of the building. 

“Private clinic for the insane. It closed down about twenty years ago.” Rindou replied to you, focusing on the double doors. 

"Great. Why?" 

“The business collapsed when it came to light that two nurses were killing patients. They allowed them to do this for almost five years.” Sanzu said with a wide smile on his face. “Patients' well-being above all else.” 

“Harsh.” You grumbled and went inside. 

The hall of the former clinic was large and its elegance faded over time. There was rubbish and dead leaves lying everywhere, and there were lamps on the walls with peeling wallpaper, most of which had broken lampshades, but some of them were still working. 

“Shouldn't they cut off the electricity here?” You asked, looking around the room. 

“They did it, although as you can see it was enough to bypass a few security measures…” Rindou replied to you, his voice echoing further. 

“There's no guard.” He noticed Ran's contemptuous tone and looked at you with a sly smile. “Let's split up and surprise our hosts. Rindou.” 

He moved to the left, and his younger brother followed obediently, leaving you and Sanzu the hall to the right. 

“Let's not delay, Y/n. I wonder what they have hidden here.” The pink-haired man laughed, looking at you with eyes in which you saw a mad gleam. “Bring me luck again and you will receive another reward.” 

Your cheeks started to get warmer, and thoughts started to enter your head that you shouldn't focus on at the moment. You snorted quietly and shook your head, following your, at this point, boss. 

You walked in silence down the corridor immersed in semi-darkness, the echo of your footsteps bouncing off the walls. Still, no one was stopping you and you could see Sanzu becoming more and more confident. He stopped in front of a door and pushed it open with his foot. It opened with a creak of hinges and the interior of some kind of office, probably a doctor's office, appeared before your eyes. There was an old, rickety desk in front of the half-boarded window, and most of the floor was covered with scattered papers. 

Sanzu picked one up and you looked at it, peering over the man's shoulder. 

“These are patient files. Shouldn't they archive it?” 

“I don't give a shit.” The other replied by dropping the paper back onto the dirty floor. He moved on and you gave the room one last glance and followed him. 

You quickly climbed the stairs to the next floor, which seemed cleaner, as if someone had used it more often, and Haruchiyo's shoulders shook with silent laughter. 

“I guess we need to start keeping an eye out, L/n.” He said calmly and at the end of the corridor a door opened with a cracked frosted glass insert. 

You saw four of your men who let you know that the way was clear, so you moved on. Suddenly, a flash of light came through the boarded-up windows, and after a few seconds you heard the sound of thunder. 

"Wonderful weather." Sanzu joked and another cold shiver ran down your spine. 

Suddenly, you heard a few quiet curses from down the hall and the sound of something heavy being pushed across the floor. You and Haru looked at each other and moved towards the sounds. Your heart was beating faster due to the adrenaline. 

You stopped in front of another room where you heard a quiet shuffling sound and Haru looked at you. His pupils were dilated from the drugs he had taken. He put his index finger to his lips, which were twisted in a cruel smile, telling you to remain silent. You raised your gun slightly and when Sanzu kicked the door, you both ran inside. 

In the dim light that came through the poorly sealed window, you saw a figure that you immediately recognized as male. Sanzu tried to throw a punch at the enemy he encountered, but he quickly dodged it and responded quickly with the same, but the pink-haired man managed to block the incoming punch without the slightest problem. 

You attacked the figure from the other side, trying to hit his head with the gun, but he leaned back greatly, avoiding the blow again. Unfortunately, this time the character bumped into some old furniture and lost his balance for a moment. That was it. 

Your companion grabbed a dark figure by the jacket and threw it against the wall. You immediately jumped towards them and placed the barrel of the gun under the young man's chin, whose eyes almost popped out of their sockets in utter terror. 

“Oh fuck, please don't…” You heard a familiar voice and recognized the young man in the dim light. 

“What the hell are you doing here, Miyata?” You asked in disbelief, feeling your heart begin to grow cold. 

“Miyata? Yata-chan?” Sanzu said in surprise, not letting go of the boy. On the contrary, his slim fingers tightened their grip on the thief's jacket. “You should be with Madarame at his club.” 

“I… I'll explain everything…” The young man began in a tearful voice and you saw tears begin to form in his wide eyes. “I'll really explain everything, boss!” 

“Shut up.” You growled, feeling anger surge through you. "What are you doing here?" 

“A-Akira called, and I had to meet him. I…I had no choice!” 

“You work for us, not him.” Sanzu said calmly, looking at him closer. “Or maybe you were working for him all along, huh?” 

This time, Yata didn't say anything, his eyes darting from Sanzu to you and back again. 

“Mikey let you go on with your life, why did you fuck it up?” 

The young man you had grown to like looked down and swallowed hard. There was guilt written all over his face. 

"Hey!" The pink-haired man yanked him hard enough that his head hit the wall. “You've been asked a question, you little shit.” 

“Kuroda took me in once. I had no choice..." Said the boy, trying to free himself from Sanzu's grip, which he didn't like at all. 

“Where do you think you're going, huh?” He smiled and turned to you. “Boy is a fucking informer. You know what to do, Y/n.” 

“No, please Boss L/n, no!” Yata started crying, but you didn't say a single word. 

When Haruchiyo's hands let go of the traitor's jacket and the man stepped back, you pulled the trigger without hesitation. There was a bang that, as fate would have it, merged with another thunderclap, which this time struck somewhere closer and the lifeless body of Fuku Miyata fell to the floor, leaving a smear of blood on the old wallpaper. 

“And he could be useful.” Sanzu sighed theatrically, leaning over the body and shaking his head. “Don't hold it against yourself, Y/n. It's not your fault that some people are too weak and cowardly to take advantage of the opportunity once given to them to redeem themselves." 

He straightened up and smiled at you. "Cheer up. This is not the first and not the last time someone has betrayed Bonten.” 

“I take it more personally.” You replied in an icy tone, taking a tissue from your pocket and carefully wiping your face, where you could feel the wet droplets on it. When you looked at the tissue again, you saw red spots. 

"That's good. Correctly." Number two commented on it and you moved on. “I wonder what he was looking for there.” 

“I don't give a damn. Kuroda is mine.” 

“Ooh. And for what reason?” 

“Because Sato is yours and Nagano belongs to the Haitanis.” 

“Where did this idea come from, hmm?” Sanzu became interested, looking at you carefully. “I believe Kuroda rules them and I'm just behind Mikey in the hierarchy…” 

“Because he screwed up Miyata's life.” 

“Yata screwed it up himself.” The man grumbled. “You got him, Mikey gave him another chance and he blew it because he was more afraid of Akira. Kuroda is mine.” 

"Please." 

Haruchiyo looked at you dispassionately, but after a short while he sighed and turned his head to look straight ahead again. "So be it. But don't fuck with him. Get this done quickly.” 

"Thank you." 

“Give it up.” The other one grumbled and you stopped in front of another staircase. “He won more than just your sympathy. He had a few whores wrapped around his little finger and Kakucho spoke highly of him.” 

“We fell for it, that's all.” You said calmly, feeling disappointed and angry at yourself. You should have predicted that Akira wouldn't surround himself with such wimps as Yata made himself out to be. 

You started climbing to the next floor and as soon as you walked through the door, you were greeted by a sight you weren't expecting. The windows along the entire length of the corridor were covered very tightly with fiberboards, so that no light from all the lit wall lamps escaped outside. 

This floor was well-kept and there wasn't a single dead leaf or piece of trash on the carpeted floor. It was clear that you were in the right place. 

At the end of the hall, you saw the Haitani brothers walking through the door, accompanied by some of the people from Bonten who had arrived with you, and the rest of the people stood on either side of the branch that must have led to the previously mentioned back of the building. Against one of the walls lay the limp bodies of three men you hadn't seen before. Some of them had traces of blood and beatings on them, but you didn't hear any shots. 

Maybe the storm drowned them out? You saw the glint of blades in the two men's hands and realized that they were being extremely careful not to lure your targets into the corridor. 

Both you, Sanzu and both Haitanis approached the branch and the leader of the small group of men explained the situation to you. From the room at the end of the corridor, you could hear loud bursts of laughter, some shouting and insults, but apart from three people, there was no one else in sight. 

“We checked if they had any keys with them and it turned out that one guy had a whole bunch. We have checked and blocked off all accessible rooms on this floor.” One of the men, whose face was marked with small scars as if from shards of glass, spoke softly. “No additional opponents. There are some crates in two rooms that we haven't checked…” Another clap of thunder, followed by a burst of laughter at the end of the hall. “To the left there is a small warehouse made of two connected rooms. The shelves are full of some packages and bottles.” 

"Contents?" Sanzu asked calmly and the man turned his hard, professional gaze on him. 

“I suspect drugs and alcohol. Not verified.” 

"All right." 

"I'm not sure." Ran interjected, grimacing slightly. 

"What do you mean?" 

“Would they keep such valuable goods here unattended?” 

"Right." You muttered, looking at the dead bodies against the wall and Sanzu huffed in annoyance. “But then again, we don't know how many people are behind that door.” 

“Maybe they let the guards take a break.” Rindou nodded, checking his gun. “They're having a good time there.” 

Suddenly there was a startled cry that sounded like a woman's, followed by another burst of laughter. 

“Too good for my taste.” You grimaced in disgust and looked at the leader of the thugs. “Do we have any losses?” 

“None. It was an easy job.” 

“So, what are we waiting for? These motherfuckers are getting on my nerves.” Sanzu shook his head, relaxing the muscles in his neck and shoulders. “I want to go in there and fuck up everyone, including the whores they have there.” 

“Leave some for the rest.” Rindou laughed softly and Ran signaled to approach the observed door. “It's time to get down to work.” 

The closer you were to the door, the more words you heard, which were drowned out by the storm outside. It seemed like no one on the street would pay attention to the sounds of gunfire you were sure would happen that night. This will be the end. One of the problems will be solved... 

“It's show time.” Sanzu laughed and kicked open the double doors, which hit the walls inside the room with a bang. 

The heads of everyone gathered inside turned towards the entrance and any conversation or laughter died in the throats of people, both men and women. The room was quite large and well-lit by lamps that hung from the ceiling with peeling paint. 

You counted about twenty people in various degrees of undress, including seven prostitutes. It seemed like you had interrupted the orgy and you were amazed that they were so willing to have fun with each other under the circumstances. People really reacted to stress in all sorts of different ways. 

“Good evening, gentlemen... And ladies.” Sanzu greeted cheerfully, although there was a menacing note in his voice. “Sorry for the intrusion, but…” Men from Bonten lined up on either side of you and aimed their guns at the group. “For reasons well known to you, we are obliged to return the favor to you.” 

“No offense…” Ran interjected, and from the tone of his voice you assumed he was directing his words at terrified women. “I should say it's nothing personal, but your hosts know it's complete nonsense.” 

“You bastards…” You heard the voice of the man who started your latest adventure. 

“Ladies, if you want to survive…” Sanzu smiled, leaning forward slightly. “You can still change sides…” Three women started walking towards you, and two of them were immediately shot by a man in a dark gray suit who was standing right next to Sato. “Or not…” Haru finished in a surprised voice. 

"Kill them! What are you waiting for?!" The former club owner screamed, and his subordinates grabbed their weapons. 

Not everyone managed to draw it because members of the Bonten gang opened fire on them. The bullets flew in both directions, hitting not only the bodies, but also the furniture and walls, causing the remaining women to burst into uncontrollable panic, which resulted in them being caught in the crossfire and dying on the spot. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw one prostitute who managed to break through your ranks and hid behind the wall right next to the door. At least one... 

The bullet that whistled past your head brought you back to the ground and you focused on your opponents. You knocked over an empty table and hid behind it, dragging Sanzu with you, who snorted at you very displeasedly, but remained cautious. You saw Ran and Rindou do the same, finding cover behind another table. Three of your men were lying on the floor, but only one of them was still moving. His commander dragged him behind one of the couches, leaving streaks of fresh blood on the floor. 

“Kill them all damn it! What am I paying you for?!” Sato screamed again and Sanzu leaned out from behind the table, aimed the gun, squeezed the trigger and there was a scream of pain. 

“Hit.” He smiled widely at you and went back to exchanging fire with the rest of his still alive opponents. “Oh no, you're not going anywhere…” He growled, and before you could react, he was on his feet and chasing after two men who were leaving the room through a door at the opposite end. 

“Sanzu!” You shouted after him, but he ignored you, so all you had to do was shield him with your own weapon. 

“Where is this fucker running?!” You heard Rindou's voice. 

"Leave him! Don't get in his way!” Ran answered him and when you saw the bottles of alcohol that the pink-haired man passed by exploded due to the impact of the bullet that was intended for him, you jumped up and followed him. 

“L/n!” 

You ignored Rindou's calls and ran after your friend, sending several bullets towards the man along the way, who was aiming at Sanzu's back again. They all hit their mark and you ran out into the dimly lit corridor. You saw Haruchiyo disappearing around the corner and you followed him with a loud curse. 

“Sanzu!” You called out again, and when you heard the first few shots and a groan of pain, your heart sped up again. “Sanzu! For fuck's sake!” 

You came around the corner and saw the body of one of the men running from you on the floor. You stopped next to him to check if he was still alive, but as soon as your fingers touched his neck you felt wetness. You turned his body and saw that at least two bullets had hit him in the neck, causing him to die instantly. 

You wiped your hand on his suit and headed down the hall, resuming your pursuit. You saw another door behind which you heard the sound of shooting and stopped. Your first instinct was to rush inside, but you knew you could get shot or die right away, and dying was the last thing you wanted to do, so you crouched and carefully peered inside. 

The room looked like a conference room, which surprised you, but you didn't pay much attention to it. What interested you most was Sanzu, who was hiding behind the tables, his face was full of determination and focus, but as soon as he saw you out of the corner of his eye, he turned his head towards you and in his bright eyes you saw madness and indescribable joy. 

You nodded at him and moved, leaning heavily in the other direction, trying to get at your opponent from behind. 

“Akira!” Sanzu shouted and the shots stopped. "Give up! You don't have the slightest chance!” 

“For you to just kill me?!” A hoarse voice answered him. 

“You're going to die anyway!” At Sanzu's words, Kuroda laughed briefly. “Don't drag it out. You better shoot yourself in the head, otherwise I'll do it for you!” 

“I have a better idea! How about I put a bullet in your fucking head?!” 

“Nah, I'll be fine!” Sanzu laughed from the other side of the room than you saw him, and it occurred to you that he had moved, apparently trying to get to Hachirou Kuroda as well. 

“Fuck…” The other one swore, realizing it too, and you heard the tramp of feet, and after a while, several shots hit the wall and the furniture standing in the road. 

You looked out from behind the table you were hiding behind and saw a pimp standing behind a wide concrete column, who was responsible for disappearing prostitutes from the streets and handing them over to Emiko and Daisuke. 

“What did you get out of it, Kuroda?!” Sanzu shouted again. "Money? Satisfaction?” 

“You can suck my dick, you fucking dog!” 

“Not nice, very rude.” 

“We were getting girls for the syndicate, but you were paying less and less!” 

“Bullshit!” The pink-haired man growled furiously. 

“Maybe yes, maybe no…” Akira growled, peeking out from behind the column, and as soon as the bullet from Haruchiyo's gun hit the concrete, sending shards of debris everywhere, he hid again. “They paid us more to kill those whores!” 

“Who paid you?” Sanzu asked as he shot towards the column one more time. “Uchiyamas?!” 

Kuroda let out a raspy laugh and from where you sat you saw him nod. “You have no idea! Too bad you got them, and the business went bust. They were seriously fucked up and the price didn't matter to them at all!” 

“We got the whore, but the motherfucker escaped!” Sanzu said and Kuroda straightened up, quickly emerging from behind the column and hiding again. 

"You are prattling nonsense." He said more quietly, and you heard the surprise in his voice. "Seriously?" 

"Seriously." 

There was silence for a moment, then the man burst out laughing again. “You're screwed! Oh fuck, you guys are totally fucked!” 

“Huh? And why is that?” Sanzu asked a little hesitantly and in your mind, you could see the confusion written on his face. 

“Because since he escaped you and you haven't found him yet…” He chuckled. “That means he'll get to his boss!” 

“Nagano is dead!” The pink-haired man got angry, and you moved closer to the pimp as quietly as you could so as not to attract his attention. 

“Nagano was a nobody! Just like that idiot Sato!” 

“So, who is your boss?” 

“Fuck you, you son of a bitch! You will find out when he starts slaughtering you one by one!” 

“You have one last chance, Kuroda!” 

“Fuck you!” Akira leaned out from his hiding place again and started shooting at the hidden Sanzu, so you moved even closer and as you stood right behind him, Haruchiyo shouted as if he telepathically knew where you were... 

“L/n!” 

You knew that hard tone of voice and you knew it only meant one thing. Kill. 

Kuroda quickly turned towards you, purest terror appearing on his face, and without a word, you pulled the trigger, hitting the man in the face... 

*bang, bang, bang* 

Akira's limp body slid down the column to the floor, leaving a stain of blood and pieces of light goo on the concrete. At least one bullet passed through his skull. 

You stood with your gun still pointed at him and when you heard footsteps, you didn't look up. 

“Fuck…” Haruchiyo drawled, standing next to you and leaning forward. He laughed and shook his head. “Nice, Y/n. Really good.” 

You muttered under your breath and secured your gun. As you licked your dry lips, you felt a metallic taste and then realized that Kuroda's blood had splattered on your face. You grimaced and pulled a tissue from your pocket to clean yourself. 

Sanzu started searching the dead man's pockets and after a while he pulled out his phone and a small notebook. He tried to unlock the device but failed. 

“Try his fingerprints.” You crouched down next to him and grabbed one of Akira's hands. 

This time the phone was unlocked and Sanzu immediately changed the security settings so that the man's fingers wouldn't have to be cut off. 

“Do you think he was telling the truth? That about Nagano and Sugiyama?” You asked, examining your companion for any wounds. 

"Yes. I don't think this dick was lying. Nagano was a nobody and your ex’s hubby was a much more formidable character than even Akira.” Sanzu replied to you while looking through the victim's phone. “Interesting, interesting...” 

You found a larger bloodstain on the pink-haired man's collar and pulled the fabric aside. Clean, no wounds. You're relieved. 

"I'm fine." Sanzu said calmly, getting up from his crouch and putting the finds into the pocket of his own suit. “Let's go, Y/n. There's nothing for us here." 

“Don't ever chase someone again while they're still firing... Please.” You said, calmly following the man. 

“That's why you're there to defend me, L/n.” He replied to you, and you bit the inside of your cheek lightly. 

Just before the door, Sanzu stopped and turned to face you. He looked at you for a moment before gesturing with his finger for you to come closer. You did it obediently and the corner of his mouth turned up slightly. 

“I like it when you worry about me like that, you know Y/n?” He said quietly and grabbed your tie, pulling you closer to him. 

You tried to look into his eyes, but they moved down your face to stop at your lips. Your heart skipped a beat as Haruchiyo brought his face closer to yours and his hot breath fanned across your cheek. You turned your head slightly and the tip of your nose brushed lightly against his cheek. 

“I love it when you follow me like an obedient dog.” His tone was playful, but you knew he was telling the truth. Your lips connected for a brief moment, but it was enough to make the blood rush in your head. “Let's go. I'm curious about the others.” 

Sanzu moved away from you, letting go of your tie and you followed him again. 

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[somebluemelodies]

“Kiss me.” (WIP ART)

Made some copium art after Roier’s stream from yesterday

The art’s based off of a scene from my friend @somebluemelodies’ fic!

[beemers-hell]

hey I need you to know that I've seen your art all over the place and your tricky design HEAVILY inspired my transfem tricky headcanon + design. there's something about a bigender he/she clown that just makes sense to me. so thank you very much for that I literally love how you draw tricky

you will make me cry i swear to God WAUA8SHAUHAHA

[nightylantern]

Gojo x reader; A nightmare that couldn’t hope to exist again

So I uh saw the newest leaks on jjk, and I wanted to be heavily comforted as I don’t know how to feel about it. Don’t worry this doesn’t contain the leaks, this is a what if scenario (info down below)

Here’s just some comfort as a what if, what if maybe after everything they somehow revive Gojo? I mean this Gojo right? He’s not a regular sorcerer…right? This is honestly to comfort me, don’t come at me if he’s truly truly gone.

Tw: Nightmares, fluff, Au of post canon where everything is saved and all, because I don’t know how the ending will go yet, ptsd, SPOILERS LIKE HUUUGE-

Poke poke

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poke poke poke

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poke poke poke po-

“ALRIGHT, I’m up I’m yawn, up, wha- OW!” His waist was still sensitive as heck, no wonder, he was slash- no, SPLIT, literally. Gojo groans as he blears out from his sleepiness due to the insistent poking, the poking who he assumes is coming from you, “listen I know you want me up but could you turn on the lamp? It would be easier to se- yelp agh…shoulda warned me, gosh my eyes… rub rub I hope it’s not to early, otherwise I won’t be able to sleep” he continues to ramble out of sleep for a bit and turns to you, or more surprisingly, your back.

Now that he thinks about it you haven’t done or said anything, minus the poking of course. “Hello…? Uh your awakened husband is here, seriously you can’t just poke me awake as I’m recovering from, well I dunno…MY BODY SPLITTING IN HALF and just remain in the edge all quiet and everything.” He tried to sound playful but you didn’t move, it was almost like you didn’t hear him, and suddenly he felt chills.

What if maybe…he was still out there, rotting in half? What if he left you behind..? What if what if what if-

He didn’t realise he reached out for you unconsciously until he felt the warmth of your skin and you turned your head slowly, not enough for him to see your face but well…enough for him to know you acknowledged his presence, he runs his fingers up and down your back “hey, uh, you okay? You woke me up and yet you seem so…distant and odd, love you know I’m here right?” He hesitated before holding your shoulder, where he felt the trembling and realised why you weren’t facing him, why you were so quiet. You turned around facing him which confirmed it, you were crying. With this knowledge he wasted no time in sitting up at the headboard despite his waist screaming otherwise and trying to situate you in his lap, which came along with your protests;

“Satorou! No I can’t…it’s still healing!”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, I’m alive and it’s not like it’s gonna fall off.”

“It’s still healing, what if it gets infected due to a blood clot or something! Satorou I can’t, even if you claim it’s okay I won’t be okay…so please..”

The fear and helplessness is your voice is what got him to stop, so, rather than you sitting on his lap he had you both lie down and cuddle up to each other, making sure you were comfy while also proving he was comfortable aswell. He kept kissing your face, wherever his lips could touch as a gesture of comfort, he wanted you to feel, to know he was here, and he also wanted to know that he was here. He kept you against him while running his fingers up and down like earlier in a comforting manner, hoping to soothe you.

“…so, my scrumptious little dollop of happiness, love a-“ “Satorou don't you dare,” you interrupted with a giggle, both cringing and giggling at the super long phrase he tried to give you “haha! Just wanted to make you laugh, or atleast a it happier darling. Seeing that you giggled I had done an amazing job, right sweetheart?” He said as he kissed your cheeks, to which you giggled.

“Seeing that my first job is done, we are moving to the second job!” He said as his voice toned down slightly, “and that is finding out why you were crying when I woke up, my lovely spouse here shouldn’t be crying as I was sleeping, oh do tell me if it was the snoring, wait that explains as to why you were poking me aggressively!” He said dramatically to which you chuckled “no no Satorou, I’m sorry I woke you up, I just…I had a horrible nightmare about…about you and I thought you were…let’s just say I needed you, I needed you talking to me, touching me, I mean the warmth is enough but you sleeping, considering how your body has been…I just needed to see you alive” You mumbled the last part out quieter but he caught it. He didn’t know that his sleeping was THAT bad, he was told by Shoko that he slept like a dead man, but to make his one and only think that too? It broke his heart seeing you crying because of him, because he looked dead, and while you trailed off he had a good idea as to what you might have dreamed about, sure you weren’t out there but you knew the contents of his…death. Hmm…

”Is that so darling? Hm…what to do, this is rather a pickle isn’t it? Well as much as I would love to say that everything will be okay…I can’t confirm it considering the situation is still unknown,” he murmured while stroking your hair, you tensed against him as you knew this, but didn’t want to hear it. “However, Yuji and Shoko both are on my case, they refuse to leave me alone, and are basically forcing me into temporary leave, heck maybe considering my condition they will force me to retire all together,” he said with a joking tone which made you smirk. “I don’t know what will happen, for despite my amazing capabilities I cannot tell the future, if I could I wouldn’t have been split in half now would I? Hey…no I meant is as a joke, no I’m sorry I didn’t mean to dampen the mood..” he said upon realising you were tensing, fretting over his words,”damn it…I really suck with comforting don-“ “yes,”you deadpanned.

“…haha, did you really need to call me out?” He said awkwardly, when he got no reply he just continued running his hand up and down your back, the atmosphere eventually got comforting. The night was quiet, minus the ticking of the clock, and the wind outside, it was cozy and warm, safety was guaranteed, yet your trembling had yet to cease, he was about to speak up again when you interrupted him,

“I always hated your cockiness you know?” He looked down at you, “I hated how you always assumed you would win due to your abilities, it was because of that, that you became reckless and lazy, and even when fighting against a formidable enemy you still remained confident no? How do you think I felt in regards to that?” Gojo wasn’t stupid or deaf, you would always complain about his recklessness and how he could die, to which he would always brush off, one day it even lead in a fully fledged argument between you both, which lasted for days on end until you both broke the silence, realising that it wasn’t healthy for either of you to continue with this silence since you both had issues taking care of yourselves. That’s not to say your worries ceased, nor his cockiness, but he promised to be more careful, and well…he was cut in half. “I knew you know? I knew that the jobs were dnagerous and I knew you weren’t guaranteed a happy ending or anything, especially with your cockiness and all,” happy ending? Damn you had unique phrases didn’t you.

“I hate you so much, I hate you for making me worry! I hate you for dying! I hate you for making me grieve and mourn!” You kept crying over and over and letting your resentment be known until “I hate myself for being weak, for being unable to protect you…” Gojo froze at that, while he was aware of your worries, he wasn’t aware of how it affected the image you projected onto yourself, the fact that you couldn’t help him on the field, the fact that he surpassed you miles ahead, and the fact that he basically died. He thought about it for a moment before finally speaking up:

“I won’t lie to you, I haven’t necessarily been thinking about your needs on the field, or in general despite the fact that I love you. Getting stronger, teaching my students and defeating curses were mainly on my mind. For that, I am really sorry…but that doesn’t mean I loved you any less. If anything I’m at fault for not taking you into consideration, because the last thing I want to do is break my dearest spouses heart. Now that everything has changed, if there are curses they are most likely not strong, something I could take out within minutes, seconds even…hey dont give me that look, I’m not being cocky.” He trembled under your glare..

“Okay, maybe I’m being a little cocky, but that isn’t my point. The point is, the curses are weakened drastically and if that’s not the case then they are gone for good. Regardless of the outcome we don’t have to worry about danger, for we both are capable enough to defend ourselves, you with your self defence and me with my abilities. Don’t you see what this means?” He wiped the stains off your cheeks. “Just because everything is over doesn’t mean the pain and suffering will go away immediately, heck maybe never, I know Yuji will be unstable for a while, but that isn’t all there is. I’m not young, but I’m not old either, same with you. We still have a life to lead you know?” He pulled you against his chest while smiling, a soft smile reserved for his closest ones, like you. “So let’s live with happiness moving forward. Whenever you suffer I’ll be there to support you, just as I expect you to do the same. Let us live our lives to the fullest, like a normal married couple, it is my job as your husband to make you the happiest person alive no?” He murmured softly. You listened intently while resting against his chest, and then you spoke up:

“Can you at least promise me that you will remain safe moving forward? That you will take care of yourself?” You asked, looking at him expectantly, to which he hesitated a bit, to which you spoke up once again, “you said it yourself, there are no more major threats with the curses, so you shouldn’t be out there fighting and returning home all banged up, so it’s impossible for you to be able to break said promise…unless you plan to pull something?” You eyed him suspiciously to which he spoke up quickly,” NO! I uh…I mean no, I wouldn’t dare, and your right about the curses…so yes, I promise that I won’t ever put myself in danger recklessly ever again, and that I will make sure I return to you, in one piece, not two- OW!” He winced at your smack, however you were satisfied, and with that you snuggled up to him. A comfortable silence ensued again, until you asked one last question:

“Satorou…you said we would have a future of happiness earlier…what future do you envision when thinking of that? I mean I can’t expect life to be simple for you after everything that’s occurred…” He was silent for a long time, until he replied, “honestly I don’t know, I just tend to dream about your happy face, and me being by your side, touching you, kissing you, loving you, and living a happy life with each other, heck maybe even with a child,” he smiled at the thought.

“…then let’s make it come true.” You finalised, to which he looked down raising an eyebrow. “Let’s make your dream come true, for that is now my dream as-well! A dream like that…is a thousand times better than the nightmares.” You said with sparkling eyes, the first genuine emotion of happiness you showed that night.

He smiled, but didn’t say anything, he didn’t need to, for all his words could be felt with his eyes, hands and body. He wanted nothing more then to secure that future, and so he squeezed you a bit tighter, to which you reciprocated, and just like that, both you and him dreamed.

He dreamed of you, your smiling face, your laughter, your iconic glaring face, you scolding him, and just living a happy life.

You dreamed of him, his smiling, his laughter, his face when he is trying to hide from your scolding. A happy life with a happy man, and even a glimpse of a child, a child you desired to have with him.

You both didn’t know if the world would even be safe, and knew that a “happily ever after” was near impossible for sorcerers or those within the circle, especially with someone like Gojo who had been different from the other sorcerers. However the world had changed for the better, you both knew that, so maybe, just maybe, his ending that intertwined with yours, and continues intertwining, could change too. However all you could do was dream in the meantime.

Nightmares became less common after that night.

*Credits to the amazing manga of JJK, also GOJO PLEASE COMEBACK ALIVE* *I hope you enjoyed! Mind you I’m not into JJK as a whole so I don’t understand the lore, please correct me if I do get things wrong!Also IM ALMOST DONE WITH SCHOOL AND FINALS AAAAA*

[itsnotmourn]

can i be so real

your Carmen/Richard art makes me feel guilty /POS POSPOSPSOPSOPSOPSOPS SLASH POSITIVE. in a GOOD WAY i sWEAR

very very quick context, i have an oc i ship with richard but not in a cool polyamory way in a cheating way, and in this.. oc-universe?? i interpret Carmen/Richard as a not healthy marriage

aND SEEING YOUR ART OF THEM BEING FCKING ADORABLE makes me!? hauehUHAU IT MAKES ME FEEL BAD HEUBGHFBNJ

your art is very pretty and so nice i lowkey consider it like... canon? like theres no conformation of their relationship at all, but bc of your art i just consider them this adorable rich couple

and

off to the side i hold my cheating angst behind my back

sorry about the rant this is something i think is funny and that i mean as a very high compliment

LMAO ??

mm whatever people do with their OC/CC ship and/or their au with Carmen/Richard is up to them; anything that doesn't quite fit my cup of tea would just be looked away (or muted/blocked if it's really horrific content) so i got no comment on that :>

though! for your second point, i will say that: unless you consider material (doodles, pelo's words) outside of the episodes as NOT canon, there is somewhat a confirmation that Carmen and Richard are in a good relationship, if that’s what you mean !!

just for quick examples of such if you're curious:

Richard calls her Darling frequently

[ source + twitch stream but audio used here ]

during a discord qna, when asked if Carmen and Richard even loved each other or if they would ever get a divorce, Pelo said “they love each other...” but it could be argued that he is trolling (personal note: when i started posting art, he commented positively a few times on my ship art of them so if he IS lying about their love, i'm throwing so many hands at him /silly)

he draws them with love like look at that jesus CRHIST love is real

[ source ]

and others but it’s more-so speculation rather than outright confirmation

so yeah, via episode only, their relationship is a mystery and all that is canon is that their parental philosophy and attitudes towards people of a lower status is REALLY ass lol.

glad to hear that my art made you think more positively of them though; i'm always pleased when my art makes other people like them a bit more !! <:3c

[scruffyssketchbook]

ART TIME ART TIME! I have a buncha fanart piled up, so I decided to submit the miscellaneous ones first as I have a silly idea for the other ones. This is all mostly test art, so excuse any weird parts of it jaja. By the way, this art is from before most of the redesigns were shown, which is why Flame is a hideous man in these slash positive.

Sorry for not putting this as a submission by the way, wouldn't let me post multiple pictures, hope that's alright. I wanted to post more art here too since the quality on instagram isn't great.

Silly idea here; I've decided that I'll post the other art after my test results in around two weeks time and the post will show how well I did. If it's mostly snowangel, that means it went well, JAJAJA. HOWEVER, if it did not go so well, I will post the cringe Vay and Blizz edgy comic instead lol. Hope this is cool, just a fun idea I had. Hope you're doing well Scruffy, and I hope all the readers are good too. Stay safe, my dudes!

ALL OF YOUR ART IS ALWAYS SO GOOD BRO!!! I LOVE HOW YOU DRAW THE CHARACTERS!!!! GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR TEST RESULTS!!!!

(Also Flame is always a hideous man/pos, don’t worry LOL)