#i want to love him so deeply that he doesnt care about the fear of loss anymore.

[roboraindrop]

Writing an essay about the song Beautiful Things and how it relates to Fenn and why having woken up with it stuck in my head is making me cry my gay little eyes out at 8:30am in the morning--

[northboreas]

I cannot understate how clever and beautiful Penelope's response to wyfilwma is. In the original myth, Penelope literally isn't sure if the man before her is truly her husband, so she asks him to move a bed that is impossible to move. A fact about their relationship that only he could know. When he gets absolutely flabbergasted over this request, it's proof that it IS him.

In Epic there is only one change. Instead of Penelope being unsure, Odysseus is unsure of himself and feels like he would be unrecognizable to his wife. He keeps telling her over and over again, I am not the man you knew, and it's almost as though he's trying to convince himself, too. Like since he crossed every line he's killed all the gentleness in him, and he has to force himself to accept it. Penelope knows better, Penelope knows him. Instead of using their wedding bed as a way to prove it to herself, she proves it to him instead.

"See that wedding bed? Could you carry it over?

Lift it high on your shoulders and take it far away from here"

Shes talking about their bed but she is also talking about their love, their history, everything that makes up their marriage. Its like shes asking him, if you truly are someone else- here's everything that we used to be, everything that we built together, throw it out. You're not the same, right? Then surely you can detach yourself from it all.

But he cant. he cant he cant he cant and she knows that. The shock and the outrage and the pain of being asked to do such a thing hits him with a full force and he talks of how he made the bed, what its meant to them, why he couldnt possibly move it away.

"Do you realize what you have asked me?

The only way to move it is to cut it from its roots"

To cut it from the roots would be to sever their love entirely, it cant exist without what came before and what came before was the two of them. He fears thats what she wants, a completely uproot of their life together. But the fact that he fears it, truly deeply cares like a sentimental bastard, the fact that he could never not be the man who loves her is what she's been trying to show him all along.

"Only my husband knew that

So I guess that makes him you"

like my GOD. THIS LINE. He cannot be anything but her love because he is the only man who knows what they are to each other. She says it and that is final. Moving it is impossible because seperating the man he used to be from the man he is is impossible too. They are one in the same.

"I will fall in love with you over and over again

I don't care how, where, or when

No matter how long it's been, you're mine

Don't tell me you're not the same person

You're always my husband and I've been waiting, waiting"

She is not loving him by ignoring the trail of bodies in his wake and her love does not change the carnage-- in fact she is the reason for it, she knows this and she doesnt care. This is her husband now and always. And as long as bloodied hands will still hold her weaving ones he is the same exact man she's been waiting for.

It is such a beautiful message to leave your audience with. It is so perfect for Penelope as a character and the emotional weight this song has elevated my understanding of the odyssey and their relationship. Twenty years is so long, everything has changed, we have done unforgivable things to get home to each other-- because our home is each other. You are sharp and cruel and I am cunning and so so angry and we are both so tired but guess fucking what, I love you. No matter how long its been, youre mine.

[alicentsgf]

shauna is a bad person because she was a good one and its fucking fascinating. "I didnt start out a bad person" is one of the Best lines in the show because it sums her up so succinctly and melanie lynskeys delivery is a gut punch

she naturally cares so much about people thats literally why shes like this. she was always flawed (impulsive, self-destructive, etc) but there were so many moments in season 1 where she went out of her way to be kind. its why she cant ever accept anythings her fault because deep down she feels so much of it is and if she ever acknowledges that even slightly its over. too much has happened and she cares too deeply for it to not totally fucking destroy her. she had to lie to herself to survive. its why her subconcious regularly revives the person she loved most just to say mean things to her. it is the worst punishment shauna can imagine and so thats exactly what her imagination delivers. at least then its someone else saying it. it means she can still hide from herself. pretend the punishment isnt self-inflicted. as an adult she creates her own demons. no one damaged the breaks or locked the fridge, it was always only her. she even kills the one person who helped her feel happy and free for the first time in 25 yrs just because he seemed too good to be true. ghost jackie warning her on the bridge that someone was going to get hurt was shaunas own mind creating a self-fufilling prophecy. it couldnt end well, shes not allowed to be happy (she had to make sure)

even the awful things we see shauna doing this season as a teenager, the person she's become, came about because of how much she cared. in keeping them all alive, she destroyed her entire sense of self. she emerges from it all convinced she's a terrible person now so she should just accept it. embody it. and shes so full of pain and rage that its so easy. someone needed to be okay with the worst parts of it, otherwise they didnt eat. otherwise they were vulnerable. she just cares too much. its the root of it all. it would be so easy to take extra rations (she doesn't). shes lost her child, imagined him ripped apart and eaten. (she'll cut into someone elses. rip him apart. they’re depending on her.) there's a purpose and fulfilment in the act. (she hates herself for feeling it but she needs to). shes lost everything and maybe she'd rather curl up in the snow by her babys grave and sleep. (they have to eat, she has to feed them.) they don't even thank her. she'll resent them for it later. (she still cares.) she hates them.

shauna may be be paranoid and vengeful but shes not a narcissist and shes not righteous. there's no wilderness god, no greater good, just reality. the place where they grew hungry enough to hunt each other. she wonders aloud why the hell melissa likes her, because shes aware shes unlikeable. it might not be a conscious choice but its deliberate. its a form of self-harm and its self-preservation. better to be feared and hated than pitied, at least then theres some power in what shes lost. (shes so desperate to feel powerful. she's earned it hasn't she?)

even when shes older and she tries to move on, always quick to blame others for her problems, deep down she will always feel responsible. its her fault jackie died so it has to mean something, her relationship with jeff has to be real. so she marries him out of guilt and has a child so she can continue to punish herself indefinitely. ofc it makes sense she can hug a confused old man because hes seeing his daughter instead, but she cant hold her own daughter the same way. cant love the way she wants to. (she could never let her go. she’d leave claw marks in her skin) she doesnt deserve her. cant let herself love callie like that. (she loves her anyway). because shes no good. because she knows what she could become (again) if she lost callie. she hurts people. shes a bad person and she deserves to be feel like this, to be blamed for everything, to freeze to death (because karma).

so yes shaunas a bad person. but shes not very good at it. and it wasn't pre-destined. she took on too big a burden, lost too much, and it broke her. that's what makes her tragic. most innately bad people dont spend their entire adult lives self-inflicting emotional torture.

[emoboybrony]

Ill admit ive never been that into laurence (any his variations really) but something has been really bothering me since rewatching parts of MCD.

What really caught my attention about MCD Laurence is that he starts out as this well adjusted, loyal knightly and charming guy- and then after he becomes a shadow knight you just see this slow decay of him. Like hes slowly losing parts of himself and its causing him to become more and more unstable to the point where by the end of season 2 hes honestly kind of terrfying.

And ALOT of that is reflected with how his relationship with aphmau starts to shift. He goes from this sweet, suave and honestly pretty silly personality, to being so obsessive and vindictive towards her.

Theres this one scene, at the end of ep 95 S2, where aphmau has just essentially seen a ghostly image of aaron and is really shaken up by it. Laurence comes to sit with her and ask her about it. And at first, it genuinely seems like hes just trying to get her to open up so he can support her. But then it quickly spirals into him demanding to know why she cares about aaron so much and why shes greiving so hard for him, like its a problem. He becomes so aggressive and condensending to the point where Garroth has to intervene and he walks off.

In this moment you see how far hes really fallen, he goes from semingly reasuring and gentle, and by the end of it hes disrepecting a dead man, who gave his life to save both his brother and supposed love of his life, who he travelled and fought along side with for months, who close to the end of his life was taking care of an orphan (something he comlimented in aphmau), and hes thowing all of that out the window because hes taken Aphmau's attention, due to the fact he fucking died.

After that happens, aphmau has a conversation woth vlyad where he basically tells her that laurence has to accept what he is and go to the nether or else hes gonna go insane, and that the only reason he came back is because hes "chasing a fantasy". Aphmau responds by suggesting they get cadenza over so that he can be with family, and vlyad says she can do what she wants but implies its pretty much inevitable that laurence is going to hit a breaking point. And hes completely right.

Before laurence even gets to speak to cadenza, he eavesdrops on the conversation where aphamu reveals shes pregnant, and just immediately peaces out, out of fear that hes going to MURDER HER.

Not to mention that in that conversation, cadenza herself tells aphmau not to tell laurence because shes scared of how he would react. He has gotten so unstable that his own sister, who loves him more than anything, can recognise that he is a danger to some degree and shes RIGHT.

All this paints a stark contrast, the laurence we first met vs the man he has now become. Its tragic because its this inevitable downfall brought on by an act that was completely selfless, him sacrificing himself that got him turned into a shadow knight in the first place.

Even this is eventually tainted, his selfless act becomes a selfish one as he seems to cling to aphmau's love and affection as an emotional crutch. Aphmau obviously loves and cares for him deeply, but not in an explicitly romantic/sexual way. And if she doesnt love him the way he wants, then why is he suffering through this? Why did he bother to sacrafice himself at all if theres no reward? Its honestly horrifying how pretty much everyone who loved and respected him, makes what should be incredibly out of place predictions on him, but they always end up being right except for aphmau. She cant accept that hes changing and theres nothing she or anyone else can do change that. Its gut wrenching.

This all lead me to beileve that i didnt give enough credit to his character. I love this. This is the type off tragic story telling im here for. Theres so much more to this character than i ever expected.

Heres the thing.

Why the fuck do laurence's biggest fans seem to just completely disregard this? If you believed a good portion of the fandom, laurence is just this sauve uwu sad boy who was unfairly rejected and ignored by a woman who demamded the world from him.

Im dead serious, i saw people saying that laurence "deserved better than aphmau", that he deserved someone who recognised the sacrafice he made. Which like- there is so much to unpack there.

First of all, aphmau did recognise his sacrafice, she did love him and try to support him in the best way she could, even when literally everyone around her was saying it was a lost cause. She did everything she could for that man and forgave so much of what he did while struggling with the calling and she got nothing but shit for it.

Second of all, no the fuck he doesnt?? As illustrated in the examples above he did not respect Aphmau's boundaries. He did not respect her feelings. And by the end, he didnt even respect her bodily autonomy. Lets be honest here, he basically abandoned everyone he apprantly "loved", because bro tapped it before he could. She loved him so much, but because he wanted something she wasnt willing or able to provide, that being explicitly romantic and sexual attention, he just didnt see it. To try and argue that hes the real victim here, is in the same vain of "nice guys finish last". Him being kind, compassionate and selfless- shouldnt be reliant on whether or not this woman will fuck him or not. That is an insanely misogynistic way of thinking.

But most important to me in the context of this analysis- what is there to like about laurence with this interpretation? What possibly sets him apart from the gazillion other brunette pretty anime bois? Am i to gay for this? Is there something im not seeing?

I understand fanon can wildly divert from canon, and i understand that alot of this is probably down to the fact that i find dissecting and critiquing canon more intresting than reinventing it through fanon. Im locked into the Baldurs gate 3 fandom and i had the same experience there (laurence fangirls got NOTHING on Astarion girlies). But both experiences have left me with the same question- what draws you to a character, when all you do is boil them down to their most generic aspects?

I find Laurence intresting cause we are seeing this man crash out and become a monster in real time. And i dont see how he is worth even an honourable mention, when you take that away.

What is there left to be compelled to?

[plutoenjoyer]

Hii, how do you think the members would react when they realize that a friend of their crush also has a crush on her? I hope you understood me 😣

hi anon!!! thank you so much for being my first request<3 so sorry this took so long 😭 i hope you still enjoy though its so so late !!!

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xdh — finding out about a friend's crush on you (+ confessing)

genre: fluff as always, light angst (i love to see a man in emotional turmoil)

tags: drabble, ot6, female reader, jealousy/light possessiveness?, pining, starting as friends, friends to lovers, reader is shorter than them, confessions

warnings: none

note: reader is some sort of employee or person that works in their building or around the area for added context ... they see you often even if not directly working with them basically (vaguely gestures). and the friend is kiiiind of rude anyway so he doesnt deserve your time in the first place

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gunil — tries to be respectful, succeeds. (and then fails)

perhaps he's very comfortable in his role as "the responsible one" as the eldest of the group. he tries to embody a role-model for his bandmates when he can, there's a very caring and deeply responsible part of him that naturally comes out. he is not known for being selfish. that being said, when he finds out one of your friends has a crush on you there is a deep urge in him to find you immediately and just confess all the feelings he's kept buried in him for months. it bothers him like mad, because he knows that he shouldn't get in the way of anything or anyone you might be vying for. what if you felt the same way about that friend? what if he made it difficult for you to choose him after confessing? what if he ruined his friendship with you when you didn't feel the same way? there were just so many uncertainties and not enough safety for his comfort, so he chose to suffer in silence, as he was used to doing.

there was a familiarity in being alone with his thoughts that he wasn't sure if he could find the courage to leave behind just yet.

he sits with this feeling for days. he tries to convince himself that he's simply content to see you at all, and wants to be happy for your happiness, though it is so clear to his bandmates that he's not his usual self lately.

it's not until he sees you with said friend that he can't help himself anymore. he hated that you were laughing with him, but he hated his lack of conviction more. he makes up his mind to tell you as soon as he gets the chance because the fear of rejection meant so much less to him than watching you get taken from him right before his eyes without doing anything about it.

and you—you're none the wiser about it all until gunil confronts you that night as you're heading home. the intense look on his face is something you've never seen before, passionate and desperate underneath the warm ambient light of the dimly lit room. it illuminates his face in a way that strikes through your heart. you always found him to be attractive, but tried not to let your feelings unfurl further since you knew that there was not a chance he'd feel the same way, not with all the projects and people he manages on a day to day basis. he was just too busy for romance. but right now in this moment, the way that his eyes are narrowed with a seriousness that you haven't seen from him before sends a shiver up your spine. and not just towards anyone, towards you.

he steps closer to you. you're basically backed up against the wall, your heart beating out of your chest. he's so close you finally get a good look at how his dark eyes are trying to find something in yours—answers. you can't help yourself from putting your hands on his chest and bicep to steady yourself.

"i... i have something to tell you." he speaks so lowly and so desperately it mixes in with the sound of his sharp breaths.

you can barely hear him because all you can focus on is the gentle curvature of his beautiful lips. he notices this, because with his hand he pulls your chin up in order to angle your face to meet his eyes, forcing you to see what sort of distress you've put him through.

for the first time in a long time he's wanted something, no, someone for himself, and you're about to find out what.

jungsu — tries to be respectful, fails immediately

jungsu is the sweetest guy ever. he's always looking out for others and wants the best for him. after finding out about your friend's crush on you, though, something takes over him. you wonder why he's suddenly being so much more attentive and sweet, way more than normal. comedically and somewhat pathetically (in a sopping wet dog with glassy eyes kinda way) offering to carry your things, buying you sweets, praising you—it was even a little much at times. you were starting to get a little annoyed, not because you didn't like it but because you were wondering why the hell he started acting like this out of nowhere.

it's not until you're out shopping with him that you start to connect the dots. you run into the friend-in-question and he sparks up a conversation with you, both of you completely unaware of the growing panic and jealousy growing in jungsu's mind.

to your surprise, the usually soft-spoken and patient guy interjects whatever you two were talking about and grabs your hand, hastily pulling you away into some other random store. at first you're worried that you did something to offend him, but then you notice the embarrassed pout on his face as you two slow down near some unassuming accessory store. he's chewing the inside of his cheek, wondering what possessed him to be so rude (he knows exactly why, he just couldn't stand watching you two get along and got swept up in his emotions). the people already in the store make some shifty glances at you two, some of the aunties even shaking their heads, going 'gosh, another lovers quarrel', but it doesn't reach your ears by how hard you're trying to figure him out right now. he has no explanation for himself, simply looking aimlessly at the assortment of necklaces on the racks and refusing to meet your eye. he doesn't let go of your hand.

"i-i'm sorry, i just ..." he's struggling so hard to find the words. he really should just come out and say it but that would mean confirming his feelings for you right here and now, and there was no way you'd accept considering what reckless thing he did just now. "you ... i just didn't want ..."

a beat of silence, and then a resounding 'oh' pops into your head as you finally realize that it was actually your friend that was the problem for him. you smile at his shaking visage. how cute.

what happens next is in your hands, the same ones that are fit so perfectly in his warm, nervous palms. you're glad the group of aunties left before you could do this.

the air feels electrifying. you pull him closer and stand on your tippy toes and he's watching you do this so adorably but it doesn't compute in his head until he finally feels the plush feeling of your lips against his, and suddenly he feels right again. this is what he's been waiting for this whole time.

gaon — gets clingy

jiseok has always been physically clingy. he shows his love and affection by quite literally hanging onto you, through hugs or wrapping his arm around yours. it is very casual and very natural for him to do that with people he loves. emotionally, however, he's a bit more withdrawn than expected. he likes his alone time. he likes you more. but, he is so painfully unaware of it. so when he finds out that your friend has a crush on you, the petty side of him that simmers at the surface of his mind really comes through without him doing it intentionally. it becomes an increasingly common occurrence for you to receive a text from him that goes along the lines of "are you busy friday? :)", or "there's a new movie i wanna see, can we hang soon?" because he thinks you'll genuinely enjoy what he had planned for you, and not because of any other reason.

this, of course, is his way of getting you away from that guy who's trying to get with you. honestly, he thinks he's boring and won't treat you right. there's really no one in your circle that he deems worthy for you.

you're more than happy to spend time with him. but it starts to get to a point where you're wondering 'what are we' when he starts to get a little more clingy, more so than his usual friendly self. his hands linger a little longer on yours, his eyes seem to follow your every move and he's smiling at you in a way that holds so much adoration that your heart starts beating faster.

when you text him that you can't hang because you feel bad you keep blowing off the friend-in-question, who had asked for your time today already, he sulks like crazy. he knows he shouldn't be so childish about it but it sucks because you're his best friend and you're wasting your time on him and he's going to confess to you and then you're gonna start dating each other and then you'll get married and go away forev—oh. oh man.

he quickly grabs his jacket and runs to your place before you can even think about leaving for your outing.

you see him show up to your front door and almost collapse to his knees, leaning an arm on the frame of your front door. "what the hell— jiseok?! are you okay?" and he's heaving so hard he can barely speak, "yeahi'mfineILOVE. YOU. ohgodmyribs. DON'T. GOTOHIM. i just. foundoutiloveyou. stay. right here". you can barely believe what he's saying, not only because he's huffing and puffing, but because you really had no idea he felt the same about you. the silence worries him because he looks up to see your confusion, or worse, hesitance, and through his labored breath and takes your hand in his. on one knee as if asking for your hand in marriage, "stay with me. please," and you can't help but laugh when it finally all clicks. this is such a dramatically jiseok way to profess feelings to someone. you're definitely gonna bring this up again.

but for now, with a bright smile, you give his hand a reassuring squeeze, "come in. let's get you some water."

o.de — kicks himself into action

finding out is a wake-up call to him. he kicks himself for getting complacent. it's not that he didn't think other guys would be into you or anything, just that he didn't think it would happen so soon. he put off his feelings for you constantly because he feared ruining things between you two, but now that there was another guy in your radar it meant that he had to be on high alert. he immediately starts thinking about the best way to confess to you, and fast because who knows if this guy is going to sweep you off your feet out of nowhere.

he's trying to plan something grand and a little cheesy because he thinks, no, knows that you deserve to be appreciated. he would yell his love for you from the rooftops if he could. he's thinking about it so much that you stop hearing from him for a couple days. his absence lingers in the air around you and you start to wonder why it feels so heavy without him around, because wasn't he just a friend?

you get your hopes up when your phone pings with a text—but it's not from seungmin. there's a dull ache in your heart when you see it's from the friend-in-question. you're disappointed but don't want to take it out on him, so you say yes to dinner. you go with him, and clearly he's trying to make a move on you by spoiling you with a nice meal and compliments, but you just can't get your mind off of seungmin and what he's doing right now. you end the date, which was more just like him talking at you, by rejecting him. you're wondering if he was just friends with you to try and get a chance with you, and it hurt a little.

then, it happens. your phone buzzes as you're about to leave the restaurant. it's seungmin. as soon as you pick up he sounds out of breath and desperate. "where are you right now?!" and you answer honestly, about the date and how it ended, and how you missed talking to him. "stay right there, i'm coming."

he picks you up from the restaurant, having drove there in a hurry. there's roses and chocolate on the dashboard as if he were going on a date himself and you know immediately who it's for by the look on his face and the slight sheen of sweat like he'd been worried sick about something.

there's not even a moment that passes while in the car before you both can't help yourselves anymore, having the first real taste of what you two felt for each other, sealed with a kiss.

junhan — withdraws himself

junhan has always been quiet, but you were starting to love getting to have late night conversations with him about life itself, your place in the the universe and who's your favorite character in dungeon meshi. he seemed to open up when he was around you and you loved getting to pick apart his mind. you felt that you both were able to keep up each other's intellectual abilities, and it was refreshing.

so when he suddenly reverts back to the shy personality he had when you first met him, you know something's wrong. you're trying to figure out how to confront him about it without making him curl back into his shell even more.

in his mind, on the other hand, he's doing you a favor. after finding out that your friend has a crush on you, the one that is so much more extroverted and good at holding up conversations, he thinks its best that he takes a step back so he wouldn't be taking up space in your life that could be reserved for your friend. he throws himself into work even more so than before, using it as an excuse to avoid you so it doesn't hurt as much when you inevitably start dating that stupid guy. but that doesn't mean he stops watching and analyzing, watching to see if that guy really, truly was good enough for you.

and of course, he wasn't. call it intuition or just plain logic, junhan noticed how he very often seemed to talk over you. it bothered him to know that there's a possibility that you'd be happier with your friend, but it bothered him more to think about you unhappy with him, because at least junhan would actually notice if you were.

that wouldn't do at all. while junhan is very rational he absolutely does not mess around when it comes to you. the friend-in-question is busy chatting away while you're forced to listen to him. you think he's a nice guy, but he was the type of person who was more used to talking at someone rather than to them. you never really felt heard when speaking to him, unlike with junhan who took every word you said into account, making sure you knew your thoughts mattered to him.

junhan, with tingling fingertips and an audacity that could only be stirred up by the thought of losing you, calmly walks up to you two. you wouldn't have guessed it took all his courage to ask "can we get drinks tonight?" and you're over the moon at the mere suggestion, "is that even a question?! of course, i haven't seen you around in ages!". your eyes light up with excitement, unable to stop yourself from excitedly rambling about how you really wanted to talk about some new manga that dropped during his absence. junhan smiles at you, half because he knows this feels right, like you both were meant to be together in this moment, and half because he loves the way that guy's stupid grin drops when he sees how happy you are to see him.

"so it's a date?" junhan says with a radiant smile, almost as if the guy standing next to you didn't exist. he was enjoying taunting this guy a little too much, he thinks to himself. your jaw drops a little at this unexpected confidence, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't want it to be. and so you shoot a quick, very obviously awkward glance at the so called 'friend', thinking about who you knew would treat you right, and turn back to say:

"it's a date."

jooyeon — makes it everyone's problem

when jooyeon finds out about your friend's crush on you he cannot stop from complaining about him to his bandmates. jiseok rolls his eyes hearing the groans from jooyeon, going for the millionth time this week that "he's just not right for her" and "he's not even good looking" and "she's way out of his league!" to lying in bed upside down with his head hanging off the edge groaning into his palms, "but what if she likes him though?! do you think she does?! is that why she hasn't been around lately? aghhhh, girls are so confusing. this sucks. wanna play league?" in which jiseok replies with a sigh, "dude, you could just text her and figure it out for yourself right now." and leaves before his head explodes from how much of a baby joo gets when he's frustrated about something.

when he's finally alone, jooyeon gets to sit alone with his thoughts. just pure and utter him, not the shining jooyeon on stage with his bass, and the thought of you, beautiful and kind, and how much he misses the sound of your pretty laugh. you're constantly on his mind. sometimes he finds himself idly smiling about some dumb text you sent him or the one time where you tried singing along to his strumming and it wasn't good but you gave it your all. it was just so you. you're his friend, yes, but he didn't realize how he felt something so much more for you until the idea of you not being around him anymore became a very real possibility.

the thought of you not being in his life wasn't even in the question for him. it breaks his heart to think of such a thing happening, that he wouldn't be the one making you happy but some other, boring, loser of a guy ... but he doesn't let the others know that part. deep down he's more insecure than he lets on. whatever exasperated complaining he lets out barely scratches the surface of the sort of emotional vortex swirling in him at this very moment thinking about you dating someone else.

when he sees you he makes it so unbelievably obvious, everyone around you two is betting on the moment that you finally realize. you're wrapping up your lunch together when he brings it up. "stoooop hanging out with him, he's boring and he only plays fps games, i mean come on," he's basically begging you like a kid.

you snort at him, "and you know almost every pokemon. he's not doing anything wrong, we all have things we really like." you're saying this to defend your point but in reality you also thought it was annoying that that was all he talked about with you and didn't seem to care about what you liked at all.

"yeah, well." jooyeon grumbles, pitifully tucking his head into the crook of his arm, leaning onto the table. he doesn't make eye contact with you, just pouting cutely. "heard he likes you, too... he's not special." the last part is almost unintelligible from the way he buries his head further into his arm as he says it.

that piques your interest. "oh? what was that? after the first part?" you know exactly what you heard but you just can't help yourself from teasing him.

"'ts nothing."

"joo." he refuses to meet your eyes but you see the tips of his ears reddening.

"i gotta get back to practice."

"joooooyeon. lee jooyeon. jooyeon of xdinary heroes. did i hear correctly? 'he's not special?'"

he's already walking off.

"joo, you know i'm going to the same place as you!" you shout after him. quickly, you shove your things into your bag and catch up to his rather hasty speed. you're giggling because you can read him like a book. that cute little pout on his face is all you need to see before you go to grab his hand mid step. he jolts a bit, not expecting your touch, before he eases into it and finally looks you in the eye.

"you ..."

shifting your hand so your fingers interlock, you smile at him, looking him in the eyes with earnest, "i like you, too."

in a few moments he's trying to stay cool and ends up failing miserably by how the corners of his mouth refuse to stay still. he can't help himself from breaking into a grin at those words. he would get to it later, be able to grandly profess his love to you like how he had imagined it going in his head, but for now he was content with this. simple and happy with your hand enveloped in his larger one.

it's by no means a scene out of a drama, but it was perfectly enough for the two of you.

(later that night jooyeon is so completely over the moon about being chosen. it feeds his ego BAD. you have to take him down a peg by telling him how he hasn't really properly confessed to you yet, and you are very entertained by how he stutters and struggles to say it to you directly after such a grand display of confidence. oh, joo ...)

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slender with reader whos easily startled?? so he doesnt even realize when he teleports to them it would be a problem..been on my mind

Pairing: Slenderman x reader

Contains: fluff, Slenderman is the eldritch horror we love, you think he cares or understands human emotion? That's cute.

Unfortunately for you… Slender doesn't care about his own proxies getting slaughtered, so I doubt he'd care if he startled you.

If anything he's glad because those precious seconds you spent gawking with your heart pounding gave him an opening to grip one of his tendrils around your waist.

Now you're dangling upside down with you're face 0.2 inches from his featureless one.

“You smell delicious when you're scared, Darling.”

If you faint that's fine, its easier on him.

Once he's sure you wont run away he will become less antagonistic with his teleportation, usually choosing to appear in front of you rather than jump scaring you from behind.

That is assuming you're let out without him.

I always think Slenderman would easily be one of the most possessive creeps due to the sheer amount of inside knowledge you'd have on the operator because Slender doesn't like letting you go too far from him.

There was absolutely a stretch of time he had you chained to his desk.

Masky, Hoodie, and Toby are all there actively trying to ignore their rising annoyance at the crying/terrified person their boss is currently trying to coax into his lap.

Masky would probably end up whacked upside the head with one of his tendrils because he made a comment about killing you.

Toby would low-key just feel bad for you but keeps it to himself.

Slenderman sometimes forgets about the whole “humans have basic needs” things y’know cause he's not human so imagine his surprise when you tell him you cannot in fact eat raw meat.

He also realizes how careful he has to be with those static headaches after he nearly gave you a brain bleed :(

If you're not a captive but rather one of his proxies you'd be one of the only one he gives a shit about.

Expect near constant jumpscares, your only warning is how silent the forest gets before he materializes.

He almost always puts you in those bullshit page posting duties and you know each time he's gonna try and blend into the trees until he catches you.

Honestly, it's probably his idea of a fun date.

Its even worse when his voice does the telepathy thing, so there's nothing anywhere and then you have a voice IN YOUR HEAD and you STILL CANT SEE ANYTHING.

He genuinely, deeply, adores your fear almost as much as he wants your love.

[rilestothemiles]

a semi lengthy post on the relationship between the drakes:

disclaimer: I am too lazy to find more panels than what I already have so u kinda have to just trust me when I say stuff which works a lot better over on twitter where people actually Know Me but. I will cite the panels I have used and highly encourage u all to read robin 1993.

I know this is an unpopular opinion but I think the dc fandom, the part that actually reads the comics, does way too big of a pendulum swing on fanon’s crazy abusive drakes thing. I do think the drakes neglect tim and neglect is a form of abuse. it’s not inaccurate to call the drakes abusive. I do however think calling them awful parents is a stretch.

the fanon portrayal IS inacurate, I feel mainly due to the fact that they leave out how much love they all had for each other. and you can see that shown over and over again. especially the way jack speaks to tim right after janet's death and with jack’s reaction tim being stranded in no man’s land.

(batman (1937) #480)

(robin (1993) #72)

is his reaction in no man’s land a dramatic one? yes. is it unwarranted? not at all. for all jack knows, tim could die. and his response to that is anger. something any parent fearful of losing their kid would exhibit. he clearly cares deeply about tim’s wellbeing, in fact, he cares so much he makes sure the news of tim being trapped in no man’s land is shown on every station.

(robin (1993) #72)

which, while embarrassing for tim, ends up being pretty much the sole power no man’s land comes to an end. go dad power!

(robin (1993) #73)

in addition to that, tim clearly mourns his parents. not that you cant mourn an abuser, but that’s not what this is.

(detective comics (1937) #621)

(identity crisis (2004) #6)

not to mention, of course, that tim did have mrs. mac when the drakes were on trips. he was not left home alone edit: I have since been corrected by the lovely spoilerjpeg that mrs. mac was not hired until after jack drake woke up from his coma. it is assumed that tim was at boarding school during these years, given the drakes did not have a place of permanent residence before.

in contagion, when tim is literally on his death bed he hallucinates his family, alive, happy, together, and aware of his identity. he misses his mom. he very clearly loves her, and he sees himself running up into her arms.

(the batman chronicles (1995) #4 - begger's banquet)

tim's identity remains a point of tension, as tim desperately wants to reveal it to his dad, but cant, as it would compromise the identities of the rest of the bat family. you see this illustrated as early as batman 480 which I reference in this post multiple times, and the issue of robin in their relationships remains up until the death of jack drake. it hits a peak in issue 124 of robin 93, where jack discovers tim's identity and is well, upset. saddened. afraid. his first thought isn't anger, it's immense grief. he's clearly afraid of losing tim, he mourns the him. and this panel is later paralleled with tim's reaction to jack's death. jack doesn't even blame tim, he instantly goes to bruce, filled with grief and anger. he doesnt know what to do. and how do you threaten bruce wayne or batman? let alone both? bruce has endangered his child for years now, without telling him, and his eyes, forbidden his kid from telling him, this reaction, in my opinion, makes complete sense, and I honestly commend jack drake for it. it takes balls to stand up to bruce/batman and he's doing it for his kid.

(robin (1993) #124)

all this being said, I think the drakes never really wanted to be parents. it’s the expectation of the times. theyre academics, travelers, their lifestyle isnt suited to that of a child’s.

(robin (1993) #11)

(batman (1937) #480) - the note reads: "Dear Dad, I wish could go back and start over again! When I was a kid, I used to dream - to pray - that you and mom would stop travelling, forget business and just settle down. We'd be together, the way a family ought to be... now I have my wish. I'm going to with you all the time. And it's tearing me apart."

tim addresses that letter to "the father I never knew." tim and jack got the chance to rectify that, but tim and janet’s relationship never really had the time to recover from it and I think tim can have an idealized version of her in his head as a result of it.

jack really fails tim in a number of ways. he says he’ll make an effort after janet dies and you expect for that to be a catalyst for him, especially because he actively says it will be, and it isnt.

he does this a number of times. he says he’ll make an effort and then he doesnt. or he ends up making a huge amount of effort all at once and then stops, the cycle repeats. tim learns to expect it.

(batman (1937) #480)

(robin (1993) #15)

later, he goes way too hard on the strict dad thing, which I get, because tim isnt an easy kid by any means, but he forgets that tim has never Had that structure, and he needs to actually build the relationship’s foundation first if he wants to decide to be a parent now, and he never does.

(batman (1937) #480) - the note reads: "Funny. how once you never seemed to care - at least, you never showed me that you did. And now you want to run my life. Do you really think we can start over..?"

jack also often doesnt even give tim the chance to explain himself, even in situations that really weren't his fault.

(robin (1993) #44-45)

it never really ends up being just tim and his dad, because the second jack gets out his coma he brings in dana, and shes honestly what keeps the relationship from not worsening. dana is often the mediator, telling dana to ease up on tim. it’s dana who influences jack to put in an effort. shes the catalyst, not janet’s death.

(robin (1993) #47)

warning for the upcoming pages - mentions of underage (consensual) sex as an unhealthy coping mechanism after an implied sexual assault (from someone outside the relationship)

(robin (1993) #45)

even with her mediating, things are still rough between jack and tim. jack very clearly has no idea how to parent tim, never really having had to before. tim has always been extremely self sufficient, mainly due to his parents' neglect.

(baatman (1937) #480) - the note reads: "I've no idea who you think I am, Dad - but I'm not that boy. I had to fend for myself for a long time. I changed, Dad. I have a lot of... secrets."

jack really never had to discipline tim, mainly as a result of often not being around to do it. which means he is not always the best parent, and not what tim needs. he also misinterprets a lot of tim's behaviours that he has as a result of being robin as a sign of disrespect.

(robin (1993) #45)

dana's presence is also another point of conflict as well, another way tim’s belief that jack will always choose something/someone else over him is reinforced. and he’s not wrong to think it. jack’s neglect of tim continues well after janet dies.

(robin (1993) #12)

I think tim is right to be pissed when jack all of a sudden decides to step up. I think jack’s reactions to tim’s actions make sense, but I cant defend them when he hasnt created the foundation needed to execute that. plus, he switches often between being too strict, with him watching tim too closely and judging him for it, and being neglectful.

I see a lot of people say “tim doesnt make an effort either!” well. Yeah. hes never had to before. and it’s not On Him to make that connection at all. hes the kid. and honestly the effort jack makes, especially in the start, feels like a way to display his masculinity to dana. or just... strange. and maybe not what tim needs, instead being what jack tries to project onto him.

(total justice (1996) #1)

I think sometimes people end up projecting on tim and/or projecting their parents on the drakes and they dont want to acknowledge their own parents’ mistakes, so they defend the drakes'.

the drakes arent bad parents, but they arent good ones either. they're human, at the end of the day. theres a lot of love between the drakes, and a lot of hurt too. it’s very hard to find nuanced conversations about that. I think they have a very realistic relationship, especially given the times.

[walnutcookie]

can we PLEASEEE hear more about Arthur and Astros relationship 🙏🙏🙏 either while the tower was still standing or after Arthur took astro in I just love the them both oh so much

SIR YES SIR!!! IMMM ONITTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Arthur has a bit of a closer relationship with the toons but i wouldnt really call him a father. He still has a creator/creation relationship with the toons, but i guess its more from an artistic perspective than a scientific perspective (like delilah) if that??? Makes sense??? he treats the toons like kids a lot of the time, but he doesn't take care of them like a father would, thats the toon handlers job. he also often gets upset when they dont fit his vision of who they were meant to be; mostly when they have Bad Traits or Negative Emotions. this stems from his grand dream of gearview, he's reluctant to realize that it can't be this ideal fantastical place that he really wants it to be, and unintentionally he takes it out on his creations because they don't fit the vision he's been crafting for half of his life. He wasnt always the great at handling emotions - the reason why i describe him as an entertainer is because hes really . Only great with positive emotions. for a guy who runs a whole childrens attraction he is AWFULL with kids unless its from an entertainment/education standpoint because he doesnt know how to handle bad situations, he only knows how to spread positivity. Hes always wanted to inspire kids, never had a desire to be a father. while astro is mentally an adult, hes still like. New to being Alive and is relying on arthur for guidance so he does have some kid-like aspects to him, and as i said before, arthur treats the toons like children anyways.

The founders raised dandy and astro themselves, while all of the other toons were raised by just the handlers, so astro (and dandy) does have an especially close relationship with him. Throughout their working days, they would report to the founders' office to talk to them about significant things that have happened, any issues with the toons or the buildings, suggestions, ideas, etc, so they also visited the founders pretty often

Im gonna go into this deeper in another post, but the founders and the mascots sort of criss-cross with their traits and personalities. Delilah and astro are antisocial, arthur and dandy are extroverted and entertainers; delilah and dandy share a deep fascination with ichor and a desire to push reality past its limits, while astro and arthur are deeply uncomfortable with the potential of ichor and are terrified of anything they can't control. Arthur understood astros paranoia and tried to help in what ways he could (which includes trying to give astro his own perscription anxiety medication, but medication doesnt work without organs and shit for it to actually affect), but failed to support him in any way other than some motivational pep talks. Idont know i find their relationship really fascinating like . arthur really does try his best, but he just isnt equipped to Raise A Thing. he likes doing art because its controlled, its predictable, he can plan it; back to his fear of control, thats why he was so reluctant when delilah wanted to give his art sentience. He's lost control of them now, and he doesn't really know what to do about it. He doesnt know how to care for them in the ways that they need. sorry this is like 90% me rambling about arthur its just because i havent tealked baout him on this blog much good LORD dont even get me started on delilah heelppp okay back on track hes like. A father figure, but distant, but not in a cold way. hes distant in a warm way? hi. im playing cookie clicker rn and my back ghurts. i should go to sleep.

Post-gearview-collapse, it def changes their relationship a lot. I would argue that arthur is more dependent on astro than astro is dependent on arthur. he does take on more of a "fatherly" role since hes the one who has to go buy groceries and stuff, but astro tries to take care of arthur in return. I don't really think that i can put a label to their relationship but theyre incredibly close (no duh theyre the only person the other speaks to anymore) HELP they just. aughhgh words idk how to describe them. Theyre hopelessly reliant on each other, after everything thats happened the other person is the Only One They Have Left and theyre depserate to keep the other happy and cared for. They can't lose anything anymore. they're both drowning in guilt and they're trying not to sink and drown. they both blame themselves for it, they blame their partners for it, neither of them blame the other though, they just feel horribly guilty that they ruined the other's life and destroyed everything they loved. anyways my friend chat always begs me to let arthur give astro a bowl of cereal so he also gives astro bowls of cereal

[duckieduccss]

✨Kaiju Siblings!!✨

Did something small & simple just to take things easy & also while having fun. I often enjoy drawing these two interacting with each other. At least in my version of things, they are in fact siblings. They both share a lot of things together & of course are the future heir to Godzilla’s name & status. However, each are very different in their personalities. At least how they treat & do things:

Junior is the more curious outgoing type. She loves meeting new friends & generally seeing/learning new things. More so, she’s the one to start conversations & ask a lot of questions. To her, she likes getting to know others better (for that reason she has a lot of friends). Junior can also even be more confrontational whenever necessary to be. Putting her skills as a kaiju to the test & being able to stand herself strong. She’s not afraid to intimidate (she can be pretty brutal with downsizing the other if deserved (I’ll provide an example later ^^:). But for the most part, she’s very sweet & overall very adorable in how she does certain things (making her more serious moments more unexpected lol)

Minilla on the other hand is very awkward & less outgoing like his sister (pretty much the opposite; an actual introvert). He always wants to prove that he can be just as strong & be a great kaiju like their dad. But in the end, he lets fear overcome him or suddenly the thoughts of failing already overwhelm him into thinking it would happen. Along with the thing that he doesnt exactly like confrontation or being outed as much. If anything, he prefers if all could get along peacefully (which isnt anything easy in the kaiju world. But however, he still wants to work on being more confident so he often looks up to others he sees as role models. Minilla’s own role models happen to be: Godzilla of course, Ultraman (he happens to be Ultraman’s biggest fan actually), & even his own sister. He’s still very much going at it. No matter how many times he fails, he still keeps going. Shows that he’s got a very strong will & pretty sure he’d be great as the next Godzilla

Junior very much deeply loves her own older brother (Minilla’s the oldest & Junior’s the youngest btw). She understands his struggle more than anyone, for that reason she’s more than willing to helping him out. She’s quite literally his biggest supporter & always brings to his attention whenever he did something well or showed improvement. As a matter of fact, Minilla has their own burst of celebration whenever they’re able to successfully accomplish something (think of it as a lil happy dance he does). She hugs him as a reward as a good job & despite her being younger than him, she has the big heart to care after him too (as a way to show her love). Minilla always loves watching Ultraman whenever on tv (in this universe, Ultraman both doubles as a celebrity superstar & actual hero for both the humans & kaiju; well, more of just a celebrity to the kaiju at least) & taking inspiration from his favorite hero. That way to boost his motivation & even getting ideas on how to be a more powerful kaiju. Minilla does in fact have to deal with Gabara in this version too. Despite of how much Gabara has made him feel afraid from being bullied by him, Minilla’s ready to fight back thanks to the help from others with him

Well those were just some of my own thoughts. I also gave them some outfits that i felt matched perfectly with their described personalities ^^

[If there’s anything specific you guys would like to know about my headcanons, feel free to lemme know :D ]

[emonaculate]

Gojo and his bitchy girlfriend...

Looking at Mr. Satoru Gojo I can honestly say with confidence that he is the type of guy to have a really mean and rude... overall "bitchy" girlfriend and what's worse is he likes it.

Warnings: 18+, SMUT, Gojo is a FREAKKKKK, Language, Y/n is mean obvi, Brat-Tamer Gojo, Gojo has a very filthy vocabulary, Toxic relationship dynamic?? It works for them but unhealthy irl, Gojo's powers are practically eldritch horror level, Gojo threatens Y/n (he's bluffing but she doesnt really wanna test it), Emon gets carried away.. again, Dubcon, Gojo is scary, Sadistic!Gojo, god complex??Gojo, Y/n might be freaked out too, Masochist!Y/n, mentions of Black!reader but anyone can read, spitting, choking, spanking, crying kink??, overstimulation, head (fem receiving), Gojo possibly has no regard for the life of strangers??, unprotected sex, abuse of Gojo's powers,

Satoru Gojo has the patience of a saint, well, at least that's what everyone thinks, seeing him interact with you.

Don't get me wrong, you're a very nice woman when it comes to literally anyone else. You help elderly women cross the street, hold the door for truck drivers whose hands are full with packages to deliver. You would give your last dime to help a misplaced person on the street if they asked. So why were you so rude to your own boyfriend.

If people did not see how you treated Gojo with their own eyes; they would not believe you were even capable of being so cruel.

Itadori would never forget how fast your personality switched from the loving instructor he had grown to care deeply about to a woman that looked as if she wouldn't so much as piss to put out a flame if Gojo were lit on fire. He honestly thought you were also possessed by an ancient demonic spirit.

The biggest question is why does Gojo just take it? Why does he turn off his infinity to just be slapped by you? He's the strongest after all.. I mean, sure your technique is powerful, but it wouldn't even hold a candle to the amount of power the man possessed.

Even now, as you stand in front of him, whilst he towers over you in not height but sheer muscle, yelling about something trivial like him being late for a dinner date you planned using his card by the way. He just watches you scream in his face, jamming your manicured nail (he's pretty sure he paid for them too) into his chest.

His smile never leaves his face as passersby watch in confusion and pity. Poor him. He deserves so much better. People often think but what they don't realize is he's exactly where he wants to be. The damn man encourages it in fact.

Gojo Satoru has known who he was for as long as he could remember. Yes, he is the strongest sorcerer of the modern century, but he is also a degenerate. He was raised with no other option but to be the head of Gojo clan. A symbol of power. People feared him and what he could do. At times, he feared his damn self. How easy it could be for him to lose control and lash out, wipe out all life on Earth for no reason other than he just feels like it. People should thank you honestly.

If not for you, all that pent-up anger he has would have been unleashed long ago. Instead he get to unleash it on and in your cunt whenever you really push his buttons. Kind of like how you're doing right now.

Gojo had to admit you really were outdoing yourself right now. Screaming in a public place? Putting your hands on him? Swear at him? Every nerve in his body was twitching to activate his infinity on you. God, you were so fucked today.

You feel the energy shift in the air as the temperature fucking changes. Your posture stiffens up ever so slightly as you feel Gojo gently pull you into his chest, rubbing small circles into your back. Had you overdone it? You know he had been stressed out trying to figure out how to plead his case in keeping Yuji alive. Every minor inconvenience he experienced lately would cause a power outage within 50 miles if he so much as twitched his eye too hard. His curse energy was so high it felt like putting metal in a toaster while it was on if you so much as brushed past him and grazed his skin.

He hadn't slept or ate in days; it was very clear he was being affected when he was teaching a lesson, and he decided to write something on the board, but instead created a crater through the left side of the entire school. Thank goodness there were no casualties.

You still knew you had to do something. You had tried everything to get him to talk about how he was feeling instead of resorting to acting this way, but nothing else had worked. Sure, the sex was great, but it was very clear he was more focused on not hurting you. You knew that you had to bring out the big guns. Put on a real show.

So that brings you back to your current situation. His hands cold to the touch as he rubbed small electrifying touches into your back. Was he writing something with his touches? Oh-

Yeah you were so fucked.

Gojo pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before pulling away and smiling even wider at you. To the onlookers, he looked so sweet and understand despite having such a nasty and cruel girlfriend— but to you, who actually knew what he was capable of and how that kindness he displayed was faker than the acrylic nails on your finger—you were terrified. You had over done it by a long shot.

He remained silent as he guided the awaiting car. Your protests and pleas falling on deaf ears as he only responded with soft whispers of "I know baby, I know."

He knew exactly what you needed. You were another curse he needed to exorcise. It was the only excuse for why you would act like that in public. You did so much more than just annoy him today. Gojo was pissed. Beyond pissed actually. He had just gotten back from yet another meeting with the higher-ups and they denied his request to spare Yuji yet again. Now, he knows you couldn't have known but what perfect timing this was. He was boiling with anger and now didn't have to hold back at all. You managed to save the higher-ups from a well-deserved death yet again.

You practically vibrated in the seat of the luxurious car with fear, watching every move your boyfriend made. If it came to it, you were prepared to jump out of the car; you had never seen him this upset before, and surely it wasn't just because of your little display back at the restaurant. Even in the past, when he got upset by your rude behavior, he was never silent. He always would talk and humor your attitude before pulling you close and whispering the things he was going to do to you as soon as you two were alone. This was different.

The car came to a halt in front of Gojo's place. His private residence. Not the Gojo Clan housing but a separate place entirely. You had never been here before, usually opting to go back to your place because he preferred how much more "lived" in your place was compared to his. Gojo steps out of the car and stretches slightly before turning back to you; eyes immediately narrowing into a icy glare.

"Get out of the car." His voice was no longer that usual playful octave but deeper and cruel.

You remain seated, not in rebellion but paralyzing fear. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck. This was bad. Really bad. Gojo snaps his finger in your face, electricity shooting out from his fingertips blowing out the surrounding streetlights immediately.

"If I have to repeat myself, I'll crush this fucking car. You know I can, Y/n."

You scramble, practically tripping over yourself, to get out of the car. Not for your own safety; you know Satoru well enough to be certain he'd never hurt you intentionally. The same could not be said about the innocent driver. While you were sure he was just bluffing, you did not want to test that theory with how mad he was.

As sick as it is, Gojo's eyes twinkle with delight as he watches you run to join him outside the car. Good, you understand how serious this is. His hand snakes around your waist as he leans down to press another loving kiss to your temple. He tells you to go inside and wait for him. You obey without a second thought. Gojo looks back at the car door you left ajar in your rush to exit. A scoff escapes his lips in disbelief. You can't even close the door behind you? He really needs to teach you some manners.

He tries his hardest.. really his absolute hardest to close the door as gently as possible (not wanting to scare the driver anymore than he already has) but even with just pressing one finger to the door; the materials of the door dent completely inward. If the driver is concerned he doesnt say only facing forward with both hands on the steering wheel trembling.

Gojo clicks his tongue in disapproval before muttering an apology and telling the driver to make it home safe. As if he, himself, isn't the most dangerous entity alive. The driver weakly nods and speeds off.

Gojo then turns his attention back to one of his many houses and teleports inside, finding you standing in the empty hall with tears threatening to roll down your soft cheeks. He only tilts his head and laughs mockingly.

"You crying?"

He teleports again, this time with you, to his bedroom. You hadn't even seen him touch you. He tosses you onto the bed as if you weighed nothing, and unbuttons his shirt. His eyes were crazed and wild, swirling with what could only be described as raw power.

"I haven't given you anything to cry about. But don't worry, I'm gonna."

He's on top of you before you can blink; one hand pinning both of yours to the bed. You don't know where to look, all you can do is feel the raw power radiating off him and try to control your own breathing. You know you have no reason to be afraid, but your body says otherwise. The loud RIIPPP— brings you back to the present; he tore your dress straight down the middle. You didn't even feel the tug either; it was instant.

Satoru leaves open-mouthed, wet, and passionate kisses everywhere that he sees exposed melanated skin. One of his favorite things about you is how your skin looks compared to his. He loves how rich and deeply tanned your skin is compared to his pale skin tone. He also loves how hard he has to work to make sure the bruises and marks he wants to leave show up.

You feel like you could get whiplash from the way you spin as Gojo teleports yet again and has you placed over his lap; ass up with your hands somehow tied behind your back. He's moving even faster now. Just how much did he hold back usually?

"Been a really bad girl today. So I'm not gonna hold back, mkay? Make this easier for yourself and count. If you don't I'll start over and if you fuck that up.." He pauses to think and a sinister chuckle escapes his mouth, "Just don't fuck up more than once."

You realize he left your mouth ungagged because not only does he want you to count. He wants to hear your cries and sobs. You almost forgot how much of a sadist Gojo is normally, so you can only imagine how much it's been dialed to 1000. Gojo places a kiss to your bare ass cheeks as a silent apology for what he's about to do. You brace yourself, already fighting the urge to squirm, but you still are unprepared for the impact of the hit.

The sound that leaves your mouth shocks you as the tears that were already welling in your eyes begin to pour almost immediately. You have fought special grade curses before and made it back to tell the tale but fuck— the pain you were feeling right now hurt. You grit your teeth and mutter out the number one but as soon as it leaves your lips; your poor ass is met with a black flash level of back to back hits.

Despite the warnings you know are in the back of your head, between broken sobs, you apologize and tell Gojo to stop. That you're so sorry and won't act out anymore.

Satoru raises an eyebrow; he had given you clear and concise orders, and you still defied him. Besides, you know the safeword so its not like he's a total monster and wouldn't stop if you used it. His six eyes reveal all and the arousal pooling on his lap from your aching and neglected cunt is saying otherwise but he'll humor you.

"You know the safeword. Use it."

He waits as you think it over, but then you remain silent. Gotcha. You pathetic bitch, always were into being degraded and hit. His perfect little masochist. Match made in heaven or hell; Gojo didn't give a damn. He smirks and feins concern as he grabs roughly onto your hair; pulling your head back just enough to make it uncomfortable.

"You do remember the same word right?"

"Ngh—"

A whimper escapes your mouth as your head is jerked back and forth in a demeaning motion. Not hard enough to hurt you, but enough so you feel it. You choke out the words that you do know the safeword. It seems to ignite an even bigger fire under Satoru. He leans forward and you can feel his breath tickling your neck.

"Y'know. I think you like this. You like being used like a toy. You like being fucked like a slut. You like when I treat you like some bitch I would meet at a club."

A wanton moan breaks past your lips as you shake your head. Gojo hums, letting go of your head, watching you fall abruptly back over his lap. He tells you that this is your last chance to stop being a brat and count. This time you have no warning before rapid hits blind you with hot pain. Despite that, you keep count sobbing as you fight to keep your legs from kicking.

The precision is what hurts most. He keeps hitting the same exact spots on both cheeks at a breakneck speed. By the time you say twenty you're prepared to use the safeword to get his reign of terror to stop but thanks to whatever higher being... well whatever being thats higher than Gojo— he stops to admire his work. No matter what your shade is, both of your ass cheeks are a blistering red. Arousal as dripped down your legs creating a puddle on the floor and your tears have stained your cheeks and soaked his pants leg.

"You did so well, sweets."

The nickname is back. Maybe he's calmed down enough to ease up. You cock your head slightly to look up at him and are met with a beautiful sight. His hair is frazzled and wild; the power in his eyes sparks a blue hue every couple of seconds, and his cheeks are the prettiest shade of red. He's fucking gone.

"Sator—"

You're cut off with a harsh slap to your ass again. He tells you that only good girls have the privilege of using his first name. You can only refer to him as Gojo right now. If he were still really angry with you, he'd have you refer to him as Lord Gojo.

But since he's feeling nice now; he supposes he'll let you have a reward for doing so well with your punishment. With your hands still bound he demands that you sit on his face. You know you're in no place to protest so as he moved to lay back on the bed; you do as your told and hover over his face not wanting to sit down too hard or suffocate him. You want to ease down; your ass still hurts afterall. A sudden force slams you down; Gojo's hands remained by his sides so you wonder what exactly did he do? Or the more important question is what can he do?

You have no time to think about the unknown powers that Gojo has and what it could mean for the future of sorcery as a whole, because the moment you are settled on his face, you feel his strategic tongue attacking away at your innards. You know he's using 'Six Eyes' and it's not fair. You have no defense against his attack; all you can do is moan his name like a prayer.

Satoru swears you're the best thing he's ever had the pleasure of tasting; the sounds you make is a fucking bonus. He's been with you for so long; he knows exactly what makes you tick. What your body wants— what it needs. He can work you out in less than five minutes, but where's the fun in that? Why would he give up his ambrosia? The nectar a God like him deserves to feast upon.

Your eyes roll back as you all but ride his face, chanting his name, telling him how close you are, how good he's making you feel. Then it hits you— your climax. It's intense, and your chest heaves up and down in overexertion, but he continues his onslaught. Eager like a puppy, he laps all of your fluids, a desperate moan muffled between your thighs as if he is addicted to the taste of you. You want to run but there's no where you can go especially with the way his hands dig into your plump ass dragging you back and forth over his mouth.

He finally releases whatever magical hold he has on you and lifts you off of his face with a loud pop from sucking on your clit. He teleports, and you're laid on your back with him on top of you, your essence dripping from his face and a smug grin on his face. You don't give him the chance to say something to ruin the moment by capturing his lips into a passionate kiss. It only lasts for a fleeting moment (he had a relapse in his judgment), and you're being shoved into the bed with his hand securely around your neck.

"Did I give you fucking permission to touch me?"

You open your mouth to protest and quickly shut it, feeling his grip tighten, silently daring you to say anything slick. You get a good look at Gojo and realize the only thing he has on is a gold necklace you insisted he buy to match the cross necklace you wore all the time. It dangles mockingly in your face as he leans closer to your face and tells you to open up.

By this point, you know what he wants, but every time, it is the only thing that makes you feel bashful. You slowly open your mouth, making eye contact with his blown-out, crazed sapphire eyes, and your tongue is met with a wad of his saliva. He coos in approval as you swallow on command.

"See? You can be my good girl. You know what to do."

His words were slurring together, and he knew he was losing it. His dick was throbbing with anticipation and he wasn't sure how long he'd last before the lights blew out in the room. You might not have realized, but the bed frame had already cracked, and the lights flickered in and out. He was also sure he heard more streetlights pop from outside.

"Fuck me, please."

Your voice is whiny as you rock your hips into the air, bringing the white-haired man out of his own thoughts. He pretends to consider it as if his tip isn't crying in agony with pre-cum desperate to feel your tight velvety walls clamp down around him.

"Hm.. you don't seem like you really want it. Beg."

You normally hate to ask Gojo for anything more than once. It hurts your pride, actually. Why should you have to ask when he should just give? You were the prize after all. However, today you know better; you don't know if he'd just leave you like this if you made him mad again. You needed this— need him. Want him. You're pleading before you realize the words are coming out of your mouth. Begging for him to put his dick in you and fuck you until all you can do is spasm from the weight of your orgasm— to rearrange your guts until you feel him in your stomach. To fuck you, like you know only he can.

Satoru's ears burn from your lewd vocabulary but he loves every minute of it. He loves how your tears soak your cheeks, how choked sobs escape your mouth, how you're rutting into nothing but air— he loves it all.

This is why he likes you being mean and a bitch. It gives him the opportunity to treat you like a stress toy— toy that he loves to fuck. Anytime you go too far or work his nerves just right, he can split you open like he is right now. Lifting your legs up, folding you into the meanest mating press, and pushing into you with no resistance from how soaked you are. Not stopping until he feels his tip kissing your cervix, with the lewd wet noise coming from where you two are connected intimately.

And maybe somewhere... deep. deep. deep. down he really fucking likes seeing you angry and yelling at him because mean women just turns him on. He has always liked a challenge. Why would he want a girl who never challenged him? Someone that agreed with everything he said and did; at that point he might as well date a fucking fan. Easy is boring. Nothing about Satoru is easy, so why would his relationships be? You excited him; which was damn near impossible considering he could see everything and anything all at once, all the time.

He liked the way you'd claw deep scratches into his back when he'd fuck you like this. How you'd cry about how deep he was. How no one ever made you feel this good. How you'd be a good girl from now on (he knows thats a lie). He loved you. Everything about you. Another reason he had been so mad today was not just because the higher-ups said something about the Yuji situation; they had tried to threaten him with the mere mention of something happening to you if he brought up Yuji's execution again. He would have killed everyone in the room with no regard for what happens next if not for Yaga shutting the conversation down by defending you. It only barely saved them. Barely.

"—Cum?"

You were babbling gibberish as he fucked in and out of you at a fast pace with his own moans tumbling from his lip. He hid his face into the crook of your neck, lapping at the skin before biting down. It sent you over the edge immediately, and Satoru followed shortly after.

He collapsed on top of you, panting like he had just run a marathon with no prep. His ears rang slightly as he rolled off you and let his eyes readjust to the room. He let out a cackle looking at his surroundings. The headboard was split in half. Lights completely blown out. Yeah he was real pent up.

Satoru rolled over to crack a joke to make you laugh; moments after sex were when you were the nicest. You got to be super soft, and you two were just two people dating. You weren't just dating the strongest, but the real Satoru. His gaze softened as he realized you were already knocked out. He opted to clean you up and teleport you both to your place. It was more comfortable there anyways. He nestled under the covers with your unconscious body and pressed a loving kiss to your forehead, pulling you tightly into his embrace.

So yeah, maybe you were bitchy but he wouldn't have you any other way. After all, you're the only one who can handle him.

[rizzoreads88]

✨Elain Is Smart, Brave & Has no problem getting her hands dirty for those she loves✨

People act Like Elain is useless,weak dumb ect and I’m going to debunk this from canon.

Acotar- Yes we know everyone will bring up how Elain didn’t plant vegetables blahhhh. Nesta & Elain both didn’t help Feyre as much as they should have BUT it is not on them to provide. I don’t blame any of the sisters for not being the parent the father should have been. Also please remember when SJM wrote the first book she hadn’t planned on doing spin offs w the sisters yet so both are made to basically be like the Cinderella step sisters. Even though Elain doesn’t help Feyre as much as she should have we see she does but Feyre paint, she deeply cares for her family, Feyre talks about how Elain is strong too. How through everything Elain still had hope.

“I gazed again at that sad, dark house—the place that had been a prison. Elain had said she missed it, and I wondered what she saw when she looked at the cottage. If she beheld not a prison but a shelter—a shelter from a world that had possessed so little good, but she tried to find it anyway, even if it had seemed foolish and useless to me. She had looked at that cottage with hope; I had looked at it with nothing but hatred. And I knew which one of us had been stronger.”

Acomaf-

When Feyre goes to the human lands to ask Nesta & Elain to help them be a liaison between the IC & the human queens Nesta doesnt want to help. They are both scared of fae and Nesta doesn’t even want them in the house. But it is Elain who offers to help Feyre and the Fae. It is Elain who comes up a plan how to help them while Also keeping her, Nesta and their servants safe from the townspeople.

“So there will be no meeting here,” Nesta said, shoulders stiff. “There will be no Fae in this house.” “Do you include me in that declaration?” I said quietly. Nesta’s silence was answer enough. But Elain said, “Nesta.” Slowly, my eldest sister looked at her. “Nesta,” Elain said again, twisting her hands. “If … if we do not help Feyre, there won’t be a wedding. Even Lord Nolan’s battlements and all his men, couldn’t save me from … from them.” Nesta didn’t so much as flinch. Elain pushed, “We keep it secret—we send the servants away. With the spring approaching, they’ll be glad to go home. And if Feyre needs to be in and out for meetings, she’ll send word ahead, and we’ll clear them out. Make up excuses to send them on holidays. Father won’t be back until the summer, anyway. No one will know.” She put a hand on Nesta’s knee, the purple of my sister’s gown nearly swallowing up the ivory hand. “Feyre gave and gave—for years. Let us now help her. Help … others.”

Acowar- When she is kidnapped to Hyberns camp she is fine when they show up. Even though she is gagged, bound, and hearing all the terrible things going on in hyberns camp around her she is not cowering in fear…

“A nod. "Get ready to run."My heart thundered. Elain glanced between us, but did not tremble. Did not cringe.

Then as they are escaping she helps save briar!

“"Grab onto him!" Elain ordered the wide-eyed human girl as Azriel thundered toward her….”“Elain screamed at her, "If you want to live, do it now!"

“Azriel, catching amongst his wings as he practically tackled her into the sky. But I saw, even as I ran, Elain's pale hands lurch-gripping the girl by her neck, holding her as tightly as she could.”

When Azriel, Briar & Elain are being attacked by Hybern hounds and briar is too scared to do anything Elain fought off the beast w her bare feet..

“The girl screamed, but Elain moved. As Azriel battled to keep them airborne, keep his grip on them, my sister sent a fierce kick into the beast’s face. Its eye. Another. Another. It bellowed, and Elain slammed her bare, muddy foot into its face again. The blow struck home. With a yelp of pain, it released its claws—and plunged into the ravine.”

Later on in Acowar when the IC couldn’t figure out how to protect the humans in Hyberns war it was Elain who came up with the plan on how to save them and how to be able to get to Graysen to do it.

“Rhys considered. "If we get a ship, they can sail—""They will demand their families and friends come."A beat of silence. Not an option. Then Elain said quietly, "We could move them toGray-sen's estate."We all faced her at the evenness of her voice.”…

“"We can set up a guard-" Cassian began.”No Elain interrupted, her voice louder than I'd heard in months. "They ... Graysen and his father ..Cassian's jaw tightened. "Then we cloak—They have hounds. Bred and trained to hunt you. Detect you."A stiff silence as my friends contemplated how, exactly, those hounds had been trained."You can't mean to leave their castle un-defended," Cassian tried a shade more gently."Even with the ash, it won't be enough. We'd need to set wards at the very minimum." Elain considered. "I can speak to him.""No," I said—at the same moment Nesta did.But Elain cut us off. "If-if you and ... they"—a glance at Rhys, my friends-"come with me, your Fae scents might distract the dogs.""You're Fae, too," Nesta reminded her."Glamour me," Elain said-to Rhys. "Make me look human. Just long enough to convince him to open his gates to those seeking sanc-tuary. Perhaps even let you set those wards”

Then during the war she tracks the suriel. Feyre talks about going into Elains mind and even though Elain didn’t have any mental shield up Feyre notes this…

“She had no mental shields, no barriers. The gates to her mind ... Solid iron, covered in vines of flowers—or it would have been. The blossoms were all sealed, sleeping buds tucked into tangles of leaves and thorns.”

Finally in Acowar even though Elain doesn’t care for violence she steps out of shadow, tells the king of Hybern off and then stabs him through the kneck saving Nesta and Cassians life.

“But as a black blade broke through the king’s throat, spraying blood, I realized someone else had. Elain stepped out of a shadow behind him, and rammed Truth-Teller to the hilt through the back of the king’s neck as she snarled in his ear, “Don’t you touch my sister.”

And then we go on to acofas and acosf. In Acosf we see Elain stick up for herself and willing to scry even though no one wants her too.

We haven’t even had Elains pov yet and she’s shown that she is brave, clever and doesn’t mind getting her hands dirty to protect the people she loves. So when people try to see she’s not strong enough, not good enough, she’s weak useless blah. This is not true in canon. Elain has helped everyone since Acomaf and has been pivotal at times too.

People tend to forget Nesta never even wanted to hold a weapon & had no idea how to fight before Acosf. Now look at her. She’s a Valkyrie. A lot changes when you get the characters pov. Just because Elain isn’t like Nesta does not mean she isn’t strong.You can be soft, kind, & feminine and still fight beasts. You can love peaceful things like baking & gardening and still kill a evil king. SJM has pointed out multiple times that Elain is strong, she has a different sort of strength. & I cannot wait for her book!

[citrus-writing]

yandere Char Aznable

a/n: I recently watched mobile suit gundam, and mobile suit gundam origin, and I loved it! in fact, i loved it so much i had to write a tiny little profile on yandere char! i wrote this all in one sitting, and without much proofreading, so forgive any mistakes. i just had a lot of motivation to write this. i know gundam is a dead fandom but it brought me a lot of joy to write.

Char Aznable-

-the calculating type of yandere, outwardly cold and aloof but secretly obsessive and doting. deeply controlling and possessive. Char is completely lucid- he knows what he doesnt is wrong, and that love shouldn't look like this, but he finds himself unable to care as long as he gets what he wants. Because of this, he isnt bothered if you are bothered by his behavior, he knows you’ll come around with time and constant manipulation from him.

-likely to approach you and try to charm you in a normal way before trying the full yandere approach. It’s likely he’s seen you around once or twice, and you caught his eye each time. It’s strange for him to have his interest drawn by someone, so he indulges in talking to you. He doesn't really expect anything to come of it, but once he talks to you he’s hooked and can't let you go. 

-he's naturally charismatic, so he has optimism that he can sway his darling without resorting to manipulation, blackmail, kidnapping or murder. Because honestly, he’d rather you think highly of him without fear if at all possible. 

-it's easy for him to sway most people to his side; he can always make people see the best in him. Not to mention all his prestige from his years in the military and as a mobile suit pilot. For that reason, it's likely he'll be able to capture his darling's heart without much work. 

-its likely his darling wouldn't agree with the things he does, so he doesn't take the risk of letting them know the real him. Not Casval, and not the Char who will do whatever it takes to reach his goals. Instead, you meet the ace pilot, the red comet, the war hero. Anything below that is carefully hidden from view. 

-he knows all the right things to say; offering just enough about himself to make you comfortable enough to tell him about yourself, eagerly taking in every word. It’s like everything you say is a new victory, a new opportunity to pry deeper into your life. It’s amazing how easy it is to talk to him, you thought he’d be intimidating, you thought he’d have better things to attend to, you thought he wouldn't have time to listen to you talk about your favorite books or foods or even funny little stories. But he seems interested in you in a way no man ever has been. It’s strange how even when you share more than you should, for some reason, you don't feel embarrassed, you just feel heard, listened to. It feels like talking to an old friend. Maybe you don't mind that, or maybe you’re suspicious; but no matter how you look at him, you can’t find anything out of place. Maybe you should just forget about your worries and accept the newfound attention he gives you.

-he wants your admiration; he wants you to think highly of him. I don't think he needs his darling's praise exactly, but he’d certainly like it. He wants you to blush and smile when the red comet talks to you like you’re the only one in the room, he wants you to be flattered by the attention. On some level, he’d like for his darling to be in love with him. It’s not a need at the start, he’ll settle for you simply being compliant or even skeptical, so long as you aren't too difficult. But as time goes on he does everything in his power to make sure you fall for him.

-but if his darling doesn't fall for him- either they can see the cracks in his facade, or their heart is not so easily won- he won't hesitate to resort to violence and manipulation. 

-I think at first it’s a subtle pressure. Everyone around you expects things from you; everyone would consider you a fool to reject Char Aznable. Everyone tells you how lucky you are to have caught his eye. How happy you’ll be with him. But for some reason you can't believe them- you feel something is off about him, like there’s something no one else can see.

-And not only that, but your friends seem distant lately, like they don't care for you anymore. In fact, it seems like everyone around you just doesn't have time for you anymore. When loneliness sets in, as well as the creeping worry that something is wrong with you that drives people away, maybe you’ll be more receptive to his company. Afterall, he is kind, and funny, and he always makes time for you. Maybe he’s the only person in your life who really cares about you.

-he will do whatever it takes to make his darling his. If he has to isolate you from everyone in your life, if he has to have you removed from any social or political position you’re in, if he has to kill everyone you love, if he has to steal you away to his side- all of it is worth it if he can have you. In fact, he doesn't even feel bad for it. Seeing you cry is…disquieting, but he’s sure you’ll calm down with time. Time heals all wounds, afterall. 

-he doesn't like to hurt you, avoids it even. there’s always something else he can do to make you yield; violence is almost never needed. But he scares you regardless. Something in him is so cold when he’s not putting effort into making himself seem loving and kind. When you upset him you can see the facade drop, can see him turn into somebody else. This is who he really is, you realize in those brief instances. The Char you know is a lie. If you say something he doesn't like, he’ll ask you to repeat yourself. It’s best not to, to assure him that it was nothing, that you hadn't said anything or that you hadn't meant it. If you do something that displeases him, he’ll make you say aloud what you did; he’ll make you explain aloud to him exactly what you did even knowing he’d be angry. It’s best to apologize and beg and plead with him, say it was an accident, say you didn't mean to, say you didn't know he’d be upset. Maybe he’ll take pity on you.

-if there’s one thing Char loves, it’s seeing you beg. Maybe it’s the assurance that making him happy is important to you, maybe it’s knowing the power he holds over you, maybe it’s how you look just a little bit pathetic- pathetic, but still so perfect- maybe it’s some sick thrill that comes from the tone of your voice and the endless streams of ‘please’s’ and ‘Char’s’. No matter the reason, beg and he’ll almost always humor you. He’s aware of what you’re doing, but if it’s worth sacrificing your pride he’ll oblige you.

-life with him isnt bad once you settle into it, all things considered. He treats you well, not quite spoiling you, but certainly making sure you’re well cared for and never in want for anything. He loves to show you off, is proud to call you his and is eager to let everyone know as such. He regards you warmly, speaks to you like he cares for you above all else. It’s easy enough to see him as a lover- once you can see past all the horrid things he’s done- and with enough time and pressure from Char, you will. 

-The man who has enacted such horrors will feel more and more like a myth as time wears on. Because your Char is kind. Your char is handsome. Your Char is so gentle. He treats you like you’re glass, but never with disrespect. He treats you like you’re worth all he’s done for you. 

-once you’ve settled well enough into his affections, he loves to have you near him at all times. At parties thrown in his honor, at meetings you shouldn't be allowed to attend- but you’re allowed because he insists- even in his ship. He wants you at his side. No matter where you are, he needs you as near as the circumstances allow; a hand on your waist, an arm around you, your hand in his. If you’re somewhere private or relaxed enough, he loves to have you sit in his lap- it feels intimate without being vulnerable on his part, but of course he’d never force you and he’d never use it to degrade or embarrass you. Afterall, being with him isn't a punishment and he’s adamant you don't see it as such.

-sometimes it’s hard to believe he loves you; after all the lives he’s taken, after all the people he’s hurt, after all he’s taken from you. How can a man like him love at all? How can a man who feels no sorrow or remorse or warmth feel love? It’s best not to ask him these questions, no matter how they burn in your mind. When the words leave your mouth you can see his demeanor shift- even with his eyes covered, you can tell he doesn't like what you’ve said. He’ll ask if you really think so lowly of him, and it’s best for you if you yield and assure him that you don't, that you just misspoke. 

-sometimes you do believe he loves you, but you can't figure out why. What about you was so special? What had caught his eye? Couldn't you be replaced by anyone? You wonder what he sees in you. It’s painful to love someone so renowned and respected when you feel like you’re nothing at all. He reassures you when your mind wanders like this, that you’re the only one he could ever love, that his heart has never beat for another. These words flatter you, but they speak a truth that is both exciting and terrifying- that he can't feel anything for anyone but you.

-he doesn't revel in stealing away your freedoms, and is careful to never let you lose the spark he fell in love with, but he has no qualms about taking from you either. It’s best not to upset him, because he knows you better than you know yourself, and if you upset him he’ll surely make you pay for it. Even when you think you have nothing left to lose, he’ll find something more to take. 

-While he rarely lets himself dwell on it, he’s lost a lot in his life- his parents, his adoptive father, his real identity- and he’s determined not to let you go now that you’ve caught his eye. It’s likely he doesn't realize just how afraid he is to lose you. The conviction not to lose you gives him strength and resolve to do anything it takes to keep you at his side forever.

-it’s possible Char himself doesn't realize how deeply he feels for you- he knows he cares for you, and that he hasn't cared for anyone in a long time. He knows he sometimes can't keep his mind off of you- even though his thoughts used to be so singular. He knows he wants you near him every second of the day, and that even when you're near you can never be near enough. But he doesn't notice when his attraction spirals into obsession, doesn't notice when his interest becomes love, and doesn't realize when he ceases to merely want you and now needs you like he needs to sleep or eat or breathe.

-in his mind, he downplays how important you are to him. Promises himself that you are a luxury that he could part with if needed. That you would never get in the way of his goals. That you aren't a liability or a weakness. If he could admit to his own faults, he’d be forced to realize that he never should have let you get so close to him.

[s0lar-ch3ri]

another dandys world analysis for the freaks of my phone /affe

been a bit since ive titled my rambles! anyways, while my main focus is will be shrimpo, i will be including mini analysis on other toons (and will even do some by request)! lets talk about the ichor.

if you dont want a long ramble? *tdlr*: the twisteds are not the opposites of themselves, but who they truly are. the reason shrimpo isnt changed personality wise is due to the fact that shrimpos very nature isnt detailed enough to have desires beyond his anger, no matter if he wants it or not.

want the full ramble? look on below! (i will be referencing dialogues without screenshots, be aware)

at first glance its understandable how the twisted forms are opposites to their toon counterparts. finn becomes slow and inflicts slowness when machines are completed while his toon is fast and gains speed from machines, glisten turns from confidence and self reliance to insecure and requiring the physical support of others, even dandy turns from an elevator aid who doesnt mess with the events outside the elevator and easy to ignore to a harmful and lethal twisted who is very involved (when you finish machines he goes to them) and very hard to ignore (his music box plays the entire time youre on the floor, his massive size causes him to be hard to not notice, etc).

however, i doubt this to be the case, for theres a couple details that dont line up.

take finn for example. yes, his twisted ability does directly parallel his passive ability, however this isnt seen in personality. finn is a happy guy, making jokes and having fun even in the face of danger. if the ichor twists toons to their opposite selves, itd be expected that hed change personality to, being less friendly and cheerful. he *isnt* though! both twisted and toon finn are smiling!

thus, the idea that theyre being their true selves came to mind.

finn is, while violent as a twisted, a happy guy, eager to follow the player around, even as his lower half is completely gone, as if ripped off. while in terms of skills he has completely swapped, under all the ichor is the same fishbowl. this isnt the opposite of who finn is, but rather who he truly is. a happy guy who cares for his friends deeply and loves to have good times with them. he doesnt feel fear or anger when looking at them as he finds a friend in anybody, even if they dont want to be his friend. of course, he holds no true desire to hurt any of them. their "twisting" can twist their desires and views, turning their eyes red and distorting their bodies. while it is, in my mind, their true selves, it is the ease it takes to twist their wishes that turns them violent, as their ideas are stretched and thinned to their bare bones and their wishes warp to their unbelievable worst ends.

this idea can apply to those who even seemed to have became their opposite selves, as many of the toons, on closer inspection, are not truthful on who they are. lets use again from our example dandy. on the outside, dandy is as i described, an elevator aid who tries his best to provide helpful supplies and doesnt get involved with the outside affairs of the elevator. however, as he is twisted, he is cruel and very violent, investigating machines when he hears their finish and making his presence known when he isnt in line of sight. this however, is a front, as twisted dandy is truly who dandy wants to be, who he is. as you attempt a dandys run, where you are able to get dandys twisted by not buying items from his shop (its not a guarantee at first, but by around floor 16 he will be almost bound to show up), you see the petals peel away to show the more sincere sinister pollen inside (yes, flower puns, my show so i do what i want /lh). he becomes more angry, more demanding of attention, even shaking with anger at a certain level. dandy isnt truly doing this shop out of the kindness of his heart. dandy wants the attention, to be validated as the hero, and being "helpful" (to sell items you can more often than not find on the ground for items he believes he owns) while calling you ungrateful if you turn it down. as he twists, he no longer hides who he is as his truth becomes violent, a flower who wants to outshine the sun and believe hes better for it.

glisten isnt free from this either! while glisten from the outside appears to be a confident toon who knows his worth and isnt afraid to flaunt it, this isnt the truth. by looking at his dialogue, he seems to prioritize how others see him, which is especially noticed in one of his dialogues with rodger. rodger expresses concern about glisten, to which he tells him something along the lines of "you can see i know how to care for myself", rodger says he watched glisten walk into a wall the other day, which glisten denies. there is, of course, a bit more in depth of what was actually said, but the main point is there: glisten is more of a wreck than he is willing to let on. his self confidence can only come in when it first is made by someone else. one compliment he can allow to spiral into a whole mood boost. however, as glisten becomes in some scenario isolated and left for the ichor to take over him (important wording to me, on glistens twisted description it uses the phrase "it is not advised to leave him to succumb to his affliction"), he is left without a way to properly cover up who he truly is, how the confidence he uses is reflected by those who look into his eyes. he doesnt become the opposite of himself, but rather who he truly is, slowly corrupting until the fear of loneliness consumes him and he turns to the desperate fear-holding toon hes always been.

lets even take a toon i didnt mention at first, toodles. toodles is very happy-go-lucky (more or less literal with her ability), just a small girl who wants to prove her worth. she wants to be braver than life and prove she provides as much worth as anybody else here. as monsters of her friends appear, she tries to seem as though the darkness is the least of her concerns. however, as her twisted, while she still skips around and has her fun, she holds much more childish behavior. she crawls towards the player, she has a low attention span, she skips around (this one is seen with regular toodles, i am aware, theres a reason i pointed it out). while both her regular toon self and her twisted form are both children, toodles tries to pretend shes more than that in a sense, being a kid only by age but working as well as an adult would. however, in truth, she is just that: a kid. even if her attempts to seem more mature than she truly is arent exactly successful, she still is hiding who she is, and as such, her twisted self (while very similar) acts like the young girl she is.

i can connect this back to basically any toon and twisted (which i will upon request), but there is, among all of my connections, an outlier: shrimpo. i have rambled to friends as well as in my last post, i do not think shrimpo is truly the hateful bully he pretends to be. however, by my logic here, would shrimpo not be kinder? would he not be more passive, such as connie or razzle and dazzle? i think not, for one crucial reason:

even if shrimpo is not a bully, he doesnt know how to not be one.

it is safe to assume the toons act similarly to how they did in the show, or at the very least were designed to be these characters. however, to translate a character to human becomes an issue once their regular setting is taken from them and they are no longer simply a character, but more. their ideals are not their own, but their creators vision of them. each gardenview character, from dandy to eggson, all express complexity. they have multiple kinds of bonds, have their interests and dislikes, speech patterns vary, even their own styles and color schemes (which, while can be similar to some, are not complete copies of anyone elses).

this complexity, strangely, is not seen in shrimpo, a character designed only to hate and be cruel. if he is given complexity, it allows him to grow away from being hateful, which is undesired, as (to quote his poster) nobody likes a bully, and finding something beyond bullying makes him not a complete bully. shrimpo, from how i see it, holds variations of hate, some maybe more genuine than others. but on the most part? i dont think shrimpo truly hates everything (which, it is apparently canon, since one of the creators confirmed that shrimpo likes one thing, but i can talk about this someday else). however, as a bully, shrimpo lacks the complexity to know how to express anything but hate. screaming and yelling, this is his specialty. to be kind? to be caring? shrimpo is unaware of how to. shrimpos nature, by design, is ever so flat, so his lack of personality change comes from how he lacks the ability to be anything else. there is nothing to be "twisted" into because, whether or not shrimpo wants, he is nothing more than a bully. and you know the thing about those?

nobody likes them. whether the bully likes it or not.

[hollaforlyla]

Whenever I see someones requests are open all of my ideas disseaper and my mind is all blank :/

Maybe bsd characters caught reader in a situation where it made them think reader is cheating but later understand it is just their fear and totally explainable situations with reader doesnt understand how different the situation can look like. Please be creative about them 😉 (Of course if you are comfortable with writing a concept like this and if you havent already) with chuuya, tecchou, jouno and whoever you want.

when they wonder if your cheating on them

chuuya, tecchou, jouno & dazai<3

warnings: lowercase writing, mention of sex in dazai's, dazai is kinda possesiver, ooc jouno!! unedited writing!!

F/N means friends name!!

a/n: REQUESTS ARE OPEN !!what kind of dazai love blog will i be if i DIDN'T write for dazai as well ☠ I'D BE A FRAUD!! AUAGAHHSA why does jouno's part make me cringe-

chuuya nakahara 🍷

"where we're you all night?"

the first question he asked you the moment you stepped foot into the apartment.

you didn't have time to take off your coat.

"out with the girls?"

you replied, tilting your head.

"i thought i told you.."

"if you did i wouldn't be asking, would i?"

"okay! okay- i'm sorry!-"

"you could have texted me!"

"i forgot to-"

"is that really all you got?"

"okay- what has gotten into you!!"

he paused.

you realized through out the week he's been on your tail. 'where have you been' 'how long are you going to be' 'who's going with you?' 'can i come?'

chuuya didn't even realize he was worrying so much about you.

"i was out for 2 hours!"

"then another 30mins!

"i just lost track of the time!"

"you told me two hours!"

"i know i did- but again, i lost track of time-"

"AGAIN you could've called!!"

his voiced raised slightly.

you stared at him, a annoyed look on your face.

"awh- what's with that look? why are you annoyed?"

"because i let you go out without pestering questions every minute when i get home! your not my parent, your my boyfriend!"

"are you sure about that?!" he cuts in...

"you know if anything we're to happen i would cal-" you pause...looking up at him slowly...

"what?"

chuuya realized what he said and rubs his face.

"awh- n-nothing!"

you cock an eyebrow..

"chuuya- what do you mean? something's wrong with you...you can talk to me, you know?"

"uhm..yeah."

he didn't sound confident at all.

you looked at his feet before letting out a loud sigh..

"is this because of F/N?"

F/N is your middle school friend. you two were like peas in a pod, nothing could separate..

well, maybe execpt for chuuya now him and you are dating.

F/N was so happy for you. finally you were able to snatch someone- someone rich and hot for that matter...but that's not all that you saw in chuuya- not at all.

he cared deeply for you, and he knows how much you and F/N are together...he sometimes feels...out of place.

like he's boyfriend...but also just a boyfriend.

chuuya stood in silence, looking anywhere but your eyes.

you knew you were correct, you didn't need his confirmanation.

you slowly made your way toward him...reaching your hands out to hold his.

"you don't have to worry about me and F/N, babe!" you laughed softly, kissing the back of his hands.

he slowly looked up at you, "i just...i don't want to lose you, okay?"

you smiled softly, kissing his lips as he gently cupped his cheeks.

your ginger-haired boyfriend immediatly melted into the kiss, holding your hands, finger interlocked.

moments later, you both parted. touching foreheads and smiling softly to one another.

"i promise..."

tecchou suehiro ⚔

he didn't have to even think to wonder.

however, here he is.

he doesn't really get upset with you, your his lover why would he get upset?

it was around 10pm at night, both him and you were comfy in your PJ's and sat on the couch of your living room.

you both were facing each other backs, his legs were dangling off the arm on the couch, and your back leaned against his own, your legs curled to your chest and phone close to your face.

your boyfriend kept over hearing your giggles from behind him. he tilts his head toward you and asked, "what's so funny, babe?"

you shook your head, covering your mouth.

"n-nothing!"

and soon after, you were giggling once again.

now, tecchou knew you. if something was so funny, you would 100% show him and laugh along with him, although he barely laughs...he still feels loved when you engage with him.

now, showing that you are not showing him what you are laughing at- he felt uneasy.

"but your laughing?"

"ihi swear- it's nothing! uhm- what movie do you want to watch?"

"i want to know what your laughing at?"

you sighed, "i'm serious, babe! it's just-"

"another person?"

you paused.

"what?"

it was quiet now.

"uhm. i'm sorry. i jumped to conclusions...i'm sorry."

you were silent as you nodded slowly, looking back at your phone and smiled softly.

you turned on your side and rested your head on his shoulder. holding your phone up.

"i was watching puppy videos!"

you pressed play on the youtube video, and the sigh of of puppies flashed on screen.

he chuckled to himself before feeling your hand on his thigh and you smiled up at him,

"i would never leave you babe, you know that?"

he didn't respond for a while, until a silent nod caused you to cuddled into his side.

he kissed your head, and apologized again.

"i love you!!" you sang, making duck lips. he laughed and kissed your lips, "i love you, too."

jouno saigiku 🌱

why would you do that?

do you have the guts to cheat on him?

you've shown how much you love him just by being loyal towards him. so when you didn't come back home until late at night, this is where his protective side comes around.

lucky you.

you entered your aparment as exactly 4: 53am. so it wasn't late- but early.

you had no idea if your boyfriend would be home because he mentioned something about having a really important mission as a hunting dog.

he also mentioned you shoudn't be out alone at night, after hearing about the ADA being terrorists and all that.

he just wants you to be safe.

as you locked the door and placed the keys on the dresser, you felt a figure stare you down in the dark.

you reacted quickly and flashed open your camera flashlight as was about to throw your umbrella until you noticed it was just...

"jouno?" you called out, noticing the figures looks.

there he was,, standing just feet away from you with his hunting dog gear on, however his hat was in his hands as his arms were crossed.

"you told me you would be home by 11..."

he could feel your heartbeat beat fast against your chest.

"i-i just lost track of the time-"

"it's 4am, Y/N."

no nicknames.

he's serious.

you knew he could read you like a book, there was no denying it.

"look- i was just out with F/N and their other friends!"

"and you went to the bar?"

he could smell the stench of alchoal on you.

"i had two shot glasses- barely any alchoal!"

"doesn't matter; you should have told them you were on a curfew!"

"are you serious right now?"

"you know i don't like it when you're out on your own this late in yokohama!"

"i'm not 5, jouno, i can look after myself. besides, i wasn't alone!"

"right, i'm sorry, you were at a bar with three other people who were just a drunk as the next guy?"

"it's not that big of a deal-"

"it is when your dead!"

"this isn't jsut about the ADA, is it?"

he paused/

"what do you mean?"

you didn't respond, he only felt you walk past him, his cape flowing with the wind you created.

"last time i was out late, i told you i was left alone with F/N's boyfriend. and then you kept asking me questions about "him". and this none question stood out to him, "what did he do to you when you and him were alone."

jouno stayed quiet, letting you speak.

"did you think i was cheating on you?"

it was silent. the only sound was the sound of your heartbeat and breathing.

"i'm just...worried about you."

you sighed and he felt you ove closer to him.

your hands touched his shoulder and you leaned up to kiss his forehead.

"i would never cheat on you..."

he's heard that before.

"i find that hard to believe when you come home hours later."

"it was just a one-time thing, hun...i just fell asleep a F/N's place after the others left an forgot to text you, thats all!"

he gave you a sincere look with his facial features, and kissed your lips.

"i'm sorry if i overreacted.."

you laughed, "don't worry about it...i should have told you...i love you~"

he smiled, "love you more~"

dazai osamu 🩹

it's not like he doesn't care-

he just knows you love and him and will never cheat on you.

would you?

when his suspicions about this becomes more larger, he now gets extra clingly with you.

holding you close while sleeping.

walking to work with you.

holding your hand when crossing streets.

asking where your going with your friends so he knows your location-

okay, wait- what?

see, to him that's normal.

but to you-

you noticed this far to quickly but never had the courage to ask him about it to him because it would flash you the brightest smile, gaslighting you that everything's okay.

he has a smal secret.

he kissed you passionally on the lips a couple days ago, and as you melted into it he opened his eyes and noticed your phone on the bed facing upwards.

he saw a new message by someone that goes by the name, "cody."

now that's a name he's never heard you speak about to him, and he's met all your friends.

he closed his eyes and pushed you back down on the bed.. yadayadayada...oh yay sex...ANYWAY.

days later, he started to get closer and clingly with you.

you couldn't find the time to ask him this question because he would always change the subject until he's ready tp speak to you about it.

it was a calm evening in your and dazai's apartment home.

both him and you ate dinner, took a shower together and now your both on your shared and wore comfy PJ's.

"are you going to pull another all-nighter?" you asked him as dazai leanes against the bedframe.

he shoke his head, "unless you are."

you hummed softly and leaned against his chest.

couple minutes of silence passed and you could just feel his heartbeat.

until...

he spoke..

"who's cody?"

you sat up and looked up at him, "what?"

he looked at you...

"is he another man?"

"dazai.."

he looked at you dead in the eye; "cody?"

"how do you know-"

"about cody?"

"thats not important...who is cody?"

"cody is..."

"another?"

"dazai, dont talk mad!"

dazai sat up

"dazai- that's my boss!"

he blinked...and relaxed..

"is he?"

"yes!" your eyes widened as you rubbed your face.

"oh?"

you laughed, "your serious, osamu?"

"look- you can't blame me!"

"yes i can, YOU LOOKED THROUGH MY PHONE AS WELL!!?"

"it was on the couch, come on!"

you just laughed, your anger just gone...well- a little bit of it.

dazai begged for you to znot be upset with him, and aplogized left and right.

until you finally forgave him by going on a date and buying anything you wanted

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not over it actually . that sol is a clone and what his response to that says about him as a character.

like okay. traditional clone angst shit is like "oh am i real/im not the original/im just a fake copy of someone else/etc etc etc" . and that route of a character arc might have even made sense w sols whole launchpad history - that he self-identifies as a sidekick. but also. maybe that rejection of being the main character is what allows sol to take a different route entirely. swag isnt just his prime clone, hes his "daddyself". sol doesnt really care about being the prime version of himself, he just wants family.

im so deeply fascinated by how the concept of clone-dom intersects w the concepts of family. what is a son but a version of you fated to go through all the same patterns of experience you have. what is a brother but a version of you whose choices has led him to a place you could never go. what is family if not enveloped in fear, love, idolisation and rejection. what is family if not a piece of your heart fragile and vulnerable and walking away from you.

anyway. so like. just compare how mothership sees clones (expendable identical bodies) vs how sol sees clones (brad & bron, youll always be a part of me you are me)

like. does that drive anyone else crazy.

and the original point of this post has completely flown away from me but in a feeble attempt to bring it back. my interpretation of sol is like. sol doesnt want to be a hero, he wants a purpose to fight for. he wants people to fight for. he wants to be part of this thing *bigger than he is* to dedicate himself to. and that used to be the mothership corporation, and has now taken the form of his friends and family. its only natural he would have adapted the spore network, as someone so clearly driven by his connections to other people. it makes so much sense he would see his clone identity this way because ultimately he sees himself in terms of his relationships to other people

(and if you want to be insane like i am, then you can think about sol as a child abandoned and alone in a derelict waterpark, so desperate for any kind of connection that it comes to form a defining character motivation for the rest of his life) 👍

[enden-k]

we know haitham simps for eremite kaveh hard, especially for his strength.

but what kaveh likes about him? specifically to the au, I mean (or I could rephrase that as "when does kaveh realize he's into this bad-at-dealing-with-weather-and-generally-a-little-pathetic-scholar as well?")

and for purely scientific purposes: does kaveh ever see haitham actually wield a sword and be badass and get flustered by it in return?

im so sorry for rambling sm omg, i somehow got distracted and suddenly it was this much

(haitham is rlly into kaveh but not only bc of his strength but bc of his very being)

anw

kaveh is quite interested in haitham from the beginning already since hes not used to this kind of ppl and they end up debating and bickering a lot (which both secretly enjoy since ppl cant keep up with him (haitham) or ppl generally dont dare bc theyre intimidated or too fond (kaveh))

(kaveh also enjoys the way haithams eyes seem to glint when he goes "oh?" before he starts spouting all his smart things)

(haitham is positively surprised and thrilled that kaveh can easily keep up, as if theyre both scholars)

haitham is incredibly smart, more so than other scholars kaveh had met or got hired by, but unlike those haitham doesnt boast with his intelligence or tries to put kaveh down for being "a mere eremite who doesnt know a thing unlike a scholar hailing from the akademiya", like some of the more rude scholars had said - haitham listens and answers to his thoughts and arguments all patiently, really listens to him

haitham speaks in facts and constantly questions things, no shame in correcting or exposing others very bluntly to get to the truth but the smart things coming from his mouth are not to prove or rub it in that hes intelligent or wise or always right and superior or anything; no sign of arrogance or haughtiness. he simply states things as they are, this is the way he simply is and kaveh already guesses haithams confidence in himself is easily mistaken with arrogance by people who dont know him well or are not looking deeply, thus feeling inferior to him and accusing him of being arrogant and acting like hes above everyone

so apart of that, haitham speaking all factual and straight to the point (its very cute when he pauses at seeing paimons confused face and starts rephrasing in the middle of his speech so even she can understand) and treating him like an equal, it rlly comes down to it when he sees another side of this man

(before i take away too much from the comic im doodling rn, i cant talk too much about it KJABCSKJ but the accident that killed kavehs father and left him in the desert made him develop a fear of falls and dark places; bc of smth happening he got a panic attack and haitham eases him through it with such love and care and patience that kaveh isnt used to and it makes him feel so much. kaveh is strong and doesnt like to be treated like hes weak or stupid or in need of someones care and protection but haitham doesnt treat him like that, haitham knows how strong and sharp he is and doesnt take this away when hes this vulnerable. kaveh (who always cares and protects others) is on the receiving of such care and protection after all these years of not allowing it, and coming from this seemingly stoic scholar....

basically, when kaveh sees haitham treat him with respect and care, like an equal on all levels, and returns this care and protection in his own way, it fills him with warmth and the need to get closer to him to share this warmth with him, to get more of it

(also ofc shortly after that kaveh gets to see haitham slaughter his way through enemies to get them out and the sight of him covered in blood and not only being sharp and quick with his words and mind but also with his sword and body triggers some feral part in his brain that wants haithams clothes gone so theres that, his nerd is not only sharp and clever and confident and pretty and a secret caring softie but also able to fight, feeble scholar his ass)