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I think it's also a very important question to ask why people always pretty much demand for everything to be executed as a pure power fantasy. People are so comfortable now with using media as an escape from reality that they get pissed if it isn't 100% catering to whatever power fantasy they emotionally want the most right now. There is no nuance, no complexity, no willingness to work with the fact that most medias do approach things at least SOMEWHAT like "the world is bigger than just your head, you gotta get over that"
A good narrative should very rarely ultimately satisfy only ONE point of view because that'll always result in further problems due to hypocrisy, inconsideration, and nasty implications.
I'm not saying you always need to meet halfway, by all means, tell the fulfilment story you wanna tell, but going full power fantasy for only ONE point of view on something that's longer than a short story is bound to shoot yourself in the leg. You cant built up a whole compelx narrative and then say "fuck it, there is only one valid way to view this to be satisfied and everyone else is a hater"
I've seen so many stories that ultimately struggle or even fail at the pay offs because they don't deliver on the whole narrative they have built up and told by then because that didn't "fit" anymore in the tunnel-visioned power fantasy suited for only ONE way of thinking.
Look, power fantasies are nothing bad. They are valid, they have their use, and can absolutely result in an amazing story, but there is a time and place for them, too. Not everything CAN be a power fantasy you don't have to compromise on. Imo, most stories are more hurt by the unwillingness to think beyond the Main character's head.
The super hero genre for example is ironically for me one of the worst genres to go power fantasy on because heros are MEANT to care about more than one way of thinking. They can realistically struggle with it, no problem, but heros are literally the characters you are supposed to hold to the highest moral standard. If not, then they become the antagonist or even villain in someone else's story.
But, on the other hand, the horror, thriller ect genre for example? Go full on out lol no one expects perfect morally in that anyway, do whatever you want
I think it’s really important to talk about how different people have different power fantasies.
For example:
For some people, the idea of someone redeeming a villain is a power fantasy.
For other people, the idea of a villain being defeated is a power fantasy.
And for other people, the idea of a character owning their villainy is a power fantasy.
I would argue a lot of fandom conflicts re: villains come from people being unable to see that their fantasies, which put them in control of a narrative (and all three of these are designed to give the author or reader control of the narrative in different ways) are someone else’s horror stories.
#power fantasy in media#honestly most of the time they only result in more problems and a worse story#cause writers dont know when its the proper time and place to tunnel-vision on one pov
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Yandere JJK! With accepting/yandere reader
Characters: Gojo, Nanami, Toji
AN: god I love these sm. I love when the reader is just insane as the characters but I literally never seen these written 😭 if y’all see stuff like this pls tag me 🤺 anyway sorry for the long wait. Also lmk if you want pt2 with Geto, Sukuna, and Choso.
TW: kil*ing, stalking, yandere acts (duh), kidnapped/kidnapping, drugging, slight sexual themes
Gojo:
You met the strongest person on the planet, the most powerful, the Satoru Gojo.
Good looking, smart, funny, powerful. The whole package! And he acknowledged you.
You normally kept to yourself, introverted and alone. It was mostly due to shame. You were born with a cursed power, and became a sorcerer. An average, bottom of the food chain sorcerer. A third grade. You almost made it to second grade- key word: almost. You decided you’d rather just be the principals assistant at jujutsu high, and a backup sorcerer for emergencies. Dragging yourself along doing stupid tasks by the principle Yagas orders, somewhat interacting with other students and teachers, overall achieving nothing.
You were rather ashamed of your abilities. You always knew you had somewhat potential, you could definitely climb the ranks, but you were exhausted. Fighting day and night, your mental health deteriorating- you had no motivation.
Your life was basically empty. No goals, no motivation, a life barely worth living.
Until you met him.
The strongest. You hadn’t realized it until you were called for backup. Some fight the first years got caught up with by accident, with dangerous curses above their grades. You fought them off until you felt an energy breeze into your skin, your skull, in your blood. His energy. His domain.
You were caught in his domain, your body frozen as you felt his aura in your blood, and your body filled with adrenaline.
Ever since you were born you felt something was missing. You felt empty. Like a puzzle missing its most important piece, you were alone in the world and isolated, even while you were surrounded by others.
But the feeling you felt? While his domain surrounded you and caressed you and you felt his energy in your lungs, your eyes, your brain filled with him him him. You knew who was going to give you that last puzzle peice, the person who is that last puzzle piece, the piece to make you feel whole, to make you happy, to make you full.
You hadn’t realized his domain had let go, you were back on your feet, and the threat was gone. You snapped out of it (barely) to check on the students.
You felt it. That motivation you’ve never felt before. You know now what your goal is, to fly up the ranks, to grab his attention, to bring back that feeling and keep it in your grasp, to have the will to live again.
What you didn’t know, was he felt it too.
He felt your cute little heartbeat in his domain.
He felt your energy, an energy that felt… different. There was something different about you.
He breathed in your breathes, he felt your touch, he accepted your gaze, he wanted more. The thought of gently opening your belly to suffocate himself in your small ribs, to hide himself like a cocoon in your small body to be hidden from the world as the “strongest.”
Satoru gojo, was, intrigued.
A feeling he was unfamiliar with.
He was a clingy man for sure- you knew that as he whined at your side for attention as you talked to Shoko. You couldn’t believe one of the strongest and a teacher at this school was acting so.. blunt.
But even as he continued to act clingy, you couldn’t help but notice he acted that way towards everyone. Of course what you didn’t notice was a different glint in his eye with the way he looked at you then others.
Even with his clinginess, you felt the way he was also detached. You wanted to open his brain, pick apart the pieces and understand why he acted the way he does, why he’s so close but so far, does he even like you?
This went on for several weeks- his clinginess towards you, and yet you felt his distance. You couldn’t stalk him well, knowing with his power he’d most definitely catch you immediately. You instead took a more relaxed approach, something subtle and less.. noticeable.
You were able to get info about him from the other teachers, it wasn’t that hard. Plus, most of the time he yapped it out himself.
You were quite smart with your tactics, subtly using the info about him for your own good. Oh, you just happened to buy kikufuku and just happened to have extra for him. Oh you just happened to wear his favorite colors and put your hair up the way he likes it.
It’s just a coincidence!
You got quite tired though, not seeing any changes. With all the info you put to work and trying to be a better sorcerer while still having assistant duties- you were exhausted.
And then you noticed small trinkets in your home starting to disappear. It wasn’t much; things disappearing as simple as a simple piece of jewelry, a lounging shirt, chapstick, etc…
And of course you didn’t think much of it, you probably misplaced it somewhere anyway.
And then you found a little white hair on your pillow.
“Yeah it’s just down the hall from here.”
You somehow convinced Gojo Satoru to come over to your home (it was incredibly easy), and you led him inside your apartment. He was as excited as always, picking at things, making comments, being his overall cheery happy self.
“Tea?”
“Oh yeah sure.” He answered, following you into the kitchen.
“Grab the tea packets for me?” You’re putting the kettle on the stove, heating up the water. Gojo skips to one of the higher cabinets, opening it and grabbing Jasmine tea packets.
“Hm that’s weird.” You giggle.
“Hm?” He smiled back at you.
“You knew exactly where the tea packets are.”
“…” However he just played it off with nervous laughter and using the excuse that ‘your home is just so organized of course the tea is in this cabinet’ and you just smile sinisterly because you know he’s lying and you know he doesn’t know that you know.
It funny to catch him off guard like that, where he almost trips in himself because you catch something he does, something that could expose him.
You make the tea however as he yaps off about his day, and all you could think about was I can’t let him get away. The more you felt his distance even as his physical body clung to you, the more you felt the motivation he gave you start to drain away.
“So what was the big news you wanted me to come over for?” He giggled, kicking his feet as he sat at the kitchen island with his tea you prepared for him.
“Well… I’m a second grade now!” You squealed, finally accomplishing something you felt worth mentioning.
And of course Gojo is proud of you, why wouldn’t he be?
“That’s amazing sweet cheeks I know you could!” His god awful pet names for you- but you know he’s proud. He stands up to try and give you a hug or pat your head since you stand on the opposite side of the kitchen island but- what the?
His feet are wobbly, and his vision almost instantly goes black the second he gets up, the room spinning as darkness started to consume him.
“I know! Isn’t it just so great? I’ve been working really hard Gojo-sama.” You smile, skipping to him as he starts to fade away. “And it’s all ‘cause of you. I should be thanking you.”
His body finds its way unconscious in your arms, “I can’t thank you enough” you embrace him tednerly, sighing as his entire body rests in your hold, your eyes glancing over at his half drunk laced cup of tea.
It’s weird- he’s never felt this weak.
His body is tied, he’s bound and gagged. As his vision started to clear, he noticed he was in what looked like a basement, a very dimly lit and dull basement. As he started to struggle against his restraints, the tighter it got. He noticed the cursed tags on them, hundreds even. He could break through them, he just needed a bit of time to gather some strength, he was still dizzy after all.
However a familiar figure emerged from the darker parts of the basement, where his sweet beloved crush stood in front of him. His heart raced as he recognized you, in all your gorgeous glory.
“You’re awake, good.” You sigh, lips that curve into that sweet familiar smile he’s loved ever since he first acknowledged you.
“Y/n.” Gojo whispers, his voice muffled by the cloth gagging him, his mind boggled at the idea the sweet innocent weak you could pull something off like this.
“I know this isn’t ideal, Gojo. I’m aware, but I just couldn’t help it. You saved me.” And how come he just noticed the way your eyes glare into hearts, a smile so sinister and cute he couldn’t help but melt.
“Saved?” Drool covering the gagged cloth, trying not to whine against the gag.
“Yes, saved. It’s all you. You know they’ve been talking about making me a teacher? A teacher. I won’t just be.. a nobody.”
And you don’t notice the way his eyes droop onto your face, eyeing your body up and down and dragging his gaze back up to your face. A pink blush covering his cheeks and extra drool leaving his mouth.. even an extra body component that was.. throbbing.
He muffled something against the cloth, whining almost. You rip the gag out his mouth.
“You were never a nobody.” He gasps out.
You sigh. “Always so supportive. I hope you can continue being supportive while your stuck down here. Don’t worry, it’ll only be for a while..” which is a lie, your sure you want to keep him down here for as long as possible. You know it’ll be difficult, having to use your own cursed energy and heavy tags to keep him down and submissive to you, but it’s worth it.
“Y/n.”
“You don’t have to hide anymore- were the same gojo. I know your secrets, I know how you feel about me. You’re stuck with me.”
His eyes are wide and scary now, a gaze your sure will haunt you. You turn your eyes away from him, deciding it would be better to give him some time to settle, to let him relax. But as soon as you turn your body, you hear a loud rip, and your body is slammed onto the floor.
However you realize you aren’t in pain, which is abnormal, until you see he had his infinity around your body to make sure it wasn’t hurt in the way he slammed you down.
Your chest squished against the floor, body firmly planted as Gojos body held you down tightly, his lips pressed closely into the side of your face as he breathed heavily.
“Sweet cheeks- this? All for me?” His lips were in a wide grin, eyes crescents and crazy.
You whine in his grip, trying to struggle out of it. Shit. Your supposed to have the power in this situation not him. He’ll run away now- he thinks your crazy, he’s gonna hurt you, he hates you-
“I’m not stuck with you- you’re stuck with me.” He sighs lustfully against your lips, his hand gripping your jaw into your face, the other holding your smaller body down.
“Your perfect f’me” and his lips finally press against yours, a sweet harmony in crazy.
Nanami:
You’ve always been fond of the house wife ways. You’d watch those mothers with loving husbands walk past you, a little child in their cradle and they giggle and hold each others hands. You know it’s not all giddy and fun and games, a family is a huge deal. A huge deal you’ve never been able to have.
A loving and accepting family? Unconditional love? Yes, you’ve never had that. And you think at this point, you probably never will.
You’re a jujutsu sorcerer. You don’t have time to start a family or even meet a man. But god do you crave it. That domesticity, that life of love and safety. You think this as you kill curses and watch the stinky blood ooze out their green skin, it’s bodies littering the floor.
You’re sick of it. Sick of being a sorcerer. You used to love this. It gave you a thrill to kill curses and save humans, you felt like a hero. But then was when you were a teenager. When you were free and happy. But things change and now you would just like to settle. Settle down, enough work and fighting. You’d like to enjoy your life, being thrown into battle as soon as you hit the ripe age of fifteen.
But alas, as you come back to jujutsu high, nodding at the sorcerers who brush past you. You smell disgusting, the blood and guck had seeped into your clothes and dampened your skin. You feel gross and just need a shower.
But your stoped by a certain teacher and sorcerer, a very annoying man that you grew up with.
“Hey! Y/n!” It’s Gojo, in your face. “You smell gross, you finished them off though right?”
“Obviously.” You roll your eyes.
You really have lost the glint in your eyes. That special excitement after you kill a curse, the way you’d brag and jump around after saving people. You don’t really care anymore. It’s a repeat everyday. Just with new curses and different people to save. Yet the same scenario and same situation. And you’re sick. Sick of all of it.
“Anyways, Nanami wanted to talk to you~ hmm let me guess, maybe he finally grew the balls to ask you out?” She smirks at you, glasses down at his nose as he teases you.
You jab him in the rib with your elbow as you walk past him. “Whatever just tell me where he is.”
You’ve always had quite a thing for Nanami. Perhaps he was the reason your craving for such a domestic life. The way he held himself up, responsible and serious. You just knew he’d be an amazing husband. You’ve seen the way he takes care of other people, ever since high school, and you watch as he takes care of his student now.
You sometimes wonder if he’d be a good father. You definitely think he would be. He’s a sweet man and he’s always been. You’ve never seen him raise his voice (except towards Gojo, but that’s normal), he’s always caring and it touches you everytime.
But you know he’s never going to be yours. Your on and off crush on him, you brush it off as just looking up to him. He’s smart, muscular, responsible and very handsome. What’s not to look up to?
But sometimes the love sickness bubbles up in your throat. As you watch him be himself. That one time you had to go on a mission with him, where the children were the victims, and after, he had taken his time to take care of the kids and check up on them one by one. They weren’t hurt, just scared, but he made sure to reassure them check them for wounds. Your heart swelled at that, especially when he came to check on you, too.
Sometimes he makes you angry however. Whenever you see some sorcerer or office worker throw themselves at him, and he doesn’t even notice. Their slutty ways in trying to get his attention, caressing his back with their ugly done nails, whispering things you can’t hear into his ear.
Every time he brushes them off.
And your happy, but then you feel dejected, because you remember doesn’t want a relationship. He’s said it before, you overheard. He does dream of being married and having children, but being a sorcerer would take up too much time and he couldn’t.
So why did he become an office worker and still brush everyone off?
Your short heels click against the floor as you walk the floorboards. Getting to where Gojo told you to meet Nanami.
You bite your lip at the hurt in your leg as you walk. A few weeks ago, you had a terrible accident on a mission. A curse caught you off guard, (you didn’t tell anyone it was because you were in your feels, deep in thought) but you got insanely hurt.
Ribs bruised, ankle shattered, cervical spinal cord bruised. You’re insanely lucky for Shoko, and her ability to heal you. However you can still feel the after shocks of it, your body tired after being forced to heal after such heart quenching injuries.
You smile though, remembering the heart break look in Nanami’s eyes. You don’t mean to feel happiness from his pain of seeing his close friend injured so terribly, but god was it satisfying to see how much he cared.
“Kento?” You open the door to the empty teachers lounge where he was apparently supposed to be.
“How was your mission, y/n?” He’s sitting on the sofa of the lounge, dipping a tea packet into a cup of hot water.
“Oh fine. Got it done, I guess.” You sit on the table in front of him, stretching and yawning. “So what’s up?”
God you remember the adorable way his brows clenched and eyes widened in pain as he looked down at you on Shoko’s gurney. The way he cared so much. I need to make him mine. You thought, but maybe that was the delusion talking. The blood that seeped from your head and body. But he held your hand the entire night. Whispered reassuring words of love into your ears and even kissed your hand and forehead when he thought you were sleeping.
That wasn’t delusion right? He did that. He cares for you. More than he’s shown care for the others. But alas, you know the perfected blonde headed man is too busy for a relationship, plus you don’t even think he’d want you like that.
“I was told by Shoko to check up on you.” He hands you a coffee. You smile as you take it, knowing he always knows exactly how to make your coffee just right.
“What? Why did she send you? Why didn’t she ask for me, herself.”
He shrugs. “You know how she is.”
You laugh at that, and nod, taking a sip of your coffee. “Oh thanks Ken, I needed this.” You sip some more. And he eyes you, watching you drink the coffee he made specially for you.
“You as a matter of a fact.. I am feeling quite.. drowsy.” For some reason, a sort of fog hits your brain. You believe it to be from fighting those curses. But it wasn’t that bad, so why do you feel so tired all of a sudden?
“That’s okay. Just let it happen.”
What? You look up at your close friend, the blonde man, eyeing him weirdly. “Ken? Kento I think you should call Shoko.”
“No need,” he catches you as you stumble off from sitting on the table, his arms engulfing your smaller figure. “I can take care of you just fine.”
You blush at that, but can’t focus on his sweet words because your body has just gone limp in his arms, and your barely conscious. The coffee slips out your hand and falls to the floor, the plastic seal breaking and making the contents of the cup spill onto the ground.
He sighs at that, but puts his hands under your arms and picks you up, one hand under your bottom and the other around your back, making you lean all of you onto him.
“Ken…”
“Shh, my dear. It’ll all feel better soon. I’m here.”
You wake up in a familiar room. Not too familiar, but you know it to be the guest bedroom in Nanami’s home. But then you notice yourself wearing one of his white button ups, with nothing else on except the same pair of panties you were wearing when you passed out. Your hair is down and cascading your shoulders, your body is limp and tired.
“Sweetheart? Oh you’re up.” Nanamis head pops into the room from the bedroom door.
You try to get up and greet him but you find your weak body is tied by a chain to the bedpost of the bed. A chain that is made of pure curse power, making it so you stay put and unable to use your cursed energy to break it.
“Ken?” You whine, reaching out to him.
He looks so domestic. His shirt is off, (which you realize, is the one your wearing), he’s in sweatpants and his hair is down, not gelled back.
“Good morning.” He sits next to you on the bed, and it makes you aware that you can’t use any of your power. “Sleep well?”
It almost makes you cry. This kind of domesticity, is what you wanted. A loving and very handsome husband, doting on his lovely wife, something as simple as greeting you in the morning makes your heart pop.
“F-fine. What is this? Why am I here, Kento?”
He frowned, looking at down before looking back at you. “I.. have made some arrangements.”
“Arrangements?”
“Yes. Y/n. You are to stay with me and live here. As my partner of course. It’s all for your own safety. Of course I’ll make sure your provided with and supported every step along the way. All the things you need are here, including me.”
He gulps in the way you stare at him wide eyed. His hands are shaking and his voice is trembling. It’s obvious that he wants your validation, that he knows you’ll hate him that your scared-
But you’re not. You pinch yourself. This has to be a dream. It doesn’t matter that your tied to the bed post, that you’ve been taken here against your will, that you definitely think he must’ve put something your coffee to make you all drowsy- he wants you. He needs you. He’s basically begging with his eyes for you to forgive and accept him.
“As your.. partner?” You gulp. You hope, you beg, in your mind, that he means what you think he means. Please. You beg in your head.
“My.. my lover. My girlfriend, and hopefully future wife.”
Your jaw is basically to the floor, your eyes wide as you stare at the man who bunches his eyebrows and squints his eyes, biting his lips in pure nervousness.
He’s adorable. Absolutely adorable. You think.
You reveled in the way he felt so incredibly intense for you that he just had to take you. That instead of any other way he needed you so bad he just stole you away. He doesn’t just want you, he needs you. You shiver looking at your cuffed ankle, there’s no escape for you. Even if you tried. That’s how much he needs you. That even against your will, he’ll have you. Your thighs rub together and you can feel a certain piece of fabric under you dampen. A redness makes its way onto your cheeks and a hazy feeling on pure lust clouds your brain.
Before he can react, you pounce on him. He’s under you, your hands on his shoulders as you hold him down. He gasps, afraid you were going to attack him. He just knew this would happen- he knew you’d be angry- that you’d hate him with all and every bone in your body- wait what?
If you hate him so much, why are you squishing his cheeks and coeing at him?
“Aww Ken I’ve never seen you this nervous before you’re so adorable.”
Wait what? He just stares up at you, wide eyed. “Excuse me?”
“Yeah. All twitchy and scared as if I was gonna yell at you. Ken I’ve never seen you like that!” You giggle, and he just stares up at you.
“I’ve hurt people for you. I’ve.. I’ve been close to killing them just because they’ve laid eyes on you-“
It’s like he’s trying to show how cruel he is, how he’s a bad man. But you just laugh.
“Aww Ken I didn’t know you had a jealous side!”
He just furrows his brows. “I kidnapped you, my dear y/n.”
“You sure did, it’s kind of an upgrade from my apartment though.”
“Y/n I-“ “Stop Ken.” It’s obvious what he’s doing, he doesn’t believe you to be okay with his messy obsessive love.
“How many kids do you want Ken? You want a big wedding, right? Black or white choir- or are we gonna have a DJ? Oh my god can I get a pet-“
“Y/N.”
You freeze, getting of him and sitting down on the bed, crossing your legs, a pout on your lips from being interrupted.
“You.. you.. your okay with this? This arrangement?”
“You drugging me, kidnapping me, then tying me up to a bedpost? All so I can be yours? Yeah I guess so.”
“.. You’re serious?”
“Kento..” You whine, watching him sit up. “I’ve always liked you, silly. I don’t mind your weird little quirks.”
His eyes soften, his gaze almost bleeding through your face. You all of a sudden feel hot and heavy.
“What, Ken?”
“You accept me? For everything I am?”
You nod eagerly. “I can stay home and be your lil’ house wife Ken~”
Blush spreads through his cheeks, he coughs, rubbing his face awkwardly, as if he was some shy school boy, aroused.
“I’ll take as many kids as you give me, a wedding with only close friends and family, black choir, and yes, you may have a pet.” He answers all your questions from before.
Your eyes widen and you squeal, but that’s quickly caught off by Nanami throwing you up in the air, the cursed chain breaking from his consent, as he catches you back in his arms and spins you around, laughing and smothering the sides of your face with kisses. You wrap your legs around his waist and kiss his cheek.
“This.. this calls for a celebration.” He slyly smirks at you, looking up at you cradled in his arms, wearing his button up. You know what he means, and you don’t fight against it.
“Ken.. so about having those kids..” You giggle, your feet unwrapping around his waist so they can push his pants down.
Toji-
You’ve been a maid at several different locations, your resume is quite lengthy. You needed a side job while you attended nursing school, after all those tuitions are a bitch. One of the first places you worked was in the Zenins clan property, after all, free housing and good pay? What more can a nursing student ask for?
It was quite large, and you weren’t the only maid, but probably the youngest. You found yourself getting to know everybody there; the maids, the clan leaders (who you’d only nod at), the younger clan members and- wait who’s that? There’s a gorgeous hunk of a man, tall, muscular, and oh so many scars.
You’ve never been interested in boring business men, the boys in your classes, every immature guy who’s ever asked you out- no. But who was he? You barely ever saw him around and yet he’s gorgeous, even with the plentiful of scars that covered his face and the badly done bandages around his arms. He didn’t even spare you a glance as he walked past you- and a shiver of cold went down your spine as he did so. You needed to find out asap who this man was.
And you did. A young man, around 18, a disgrace, and you know now where those scars must have came from. The curses he’s forced to fight. You found out from other clan members, it wasn’t hard. They all talked harshly about him, like he was an abomination to the Zenin clan and you couldn’t help but feel bad.
And finally after trying to bump into him several times, trying to make eye contact with him, get even a peep out of him- you find him passed out on the floors of the corridors of the Zenin members dorms.
He was bleeding out, shaking and twitching, and you could see the large gashes in chest, the deep bruises on his muscular arms as he tried to pull himself up, the blood that drips from his lips. You thought he looked gorgeous like this.
But you were slightly worried, after all he was bleeding out fast, and it was a matter of time before his body would be in a critical state- so you acted fast. You slipped him into your room, hiding him away from the world. You grabbed supplies from the nursing station; gauze, bandages, iv bag, overall tools you thought you might need.
This was your chance to make him notice you. After all, you overheard that he’d be punished if he needed taking care of at the nurses station- so what better solution is you, a nursing student, to help him secretly! You’re doing him a favor.
What you don’t understand is why he freaks out the first time he wakes up. You’re sure it’s some trauma response, but he’s ripping his iv out and breaking things in his way and almost tackling you down- he’s scared. So of course you sedate him, luckily you kept that needle on you. And there was just something so powerful in the way that with just a small needle pressed into his skin, this big hunk of a man would slump against you- at your very mercy.
The second time he awakes is a lot better. He’s calmer and he takes a good look at his surroundings, realizing he is in fact still in the zenins property, just in a different room then his. You explain how you found him and that took him in to take care of his wounds. The only reaction you get from him is a weird furrow in his brows and a twinkle in his eyes- a facial reaction you can’t pinpoint or read.
After that you’re quite disappointed. Once he’s out your room you two go back to never talking or interacting, and you deem your plan a failure.
But what you don’t know is that you caught a little someone’s eye.
What you believe is him avoiding you is Toji actually watching you from where you can’t see. What you believe is him ignoring you- refusing to make eye contact with you, is him knowing he’ll break and pounce on you once you do. What you believe is him not liking you, not having an inch of interest in you, is him watching you sleep from the window in your maid dorm.
He just can’t understand. Toji has never thought of himself as a real person with real feelings. His feelings- buried. Empathy and livelihood? Buried. He was never allowed to be human. And he’s never seen himself as one. So why did you treat him like one? Why were you kind? Sweet? Your adorable smile and silky hair, glossy eyes and this cute facial expressions. Nobodies ever given Toji a second thought. Not an ounce of love or empathy has ever been shown to him- but you. With all your generosity and kind hearted actions- you took care of him personally because you didn’t want him to get punished in the nursing station.
With your tender eyes and your soft hands, when you caught him two days aftwr he left your room so you could re-do his bandages, cleaning his wounds and reapplying new cleaner gauze around his old injuries.
He didn’t say a word, he couldn’t- his little breaths hitching every time your soft hands glazed him or your face was just a little to close to his.
He had to learn everything about you. Your childhood, the way you loved, the foods you ate and all your friends- he needed to know everything. He’d even purposely let a curse or two bite at him- just so he could stand at your door bloody and bruised, waiting for your soft touches.
He was utterly obsessed.
But then you up and left.
Those little interactions didn’t grow to anything, and you left after graduating your school, you didn’t have to be a maid anymore.
And that’s when he became incredibly desperate.
Present day, he finds himself at your door, at your apartment. It’s been a while- but he found you. He knows he needs to plan this perfectly, some way to make you swoon and fall for him, a way that won’t make you question how the hell he found you.
But then he notices you inside your apartment, you’re sitting eating a candle-lit dinner, you look so beautiful- wait who’s that? A man sits in front of you, eating the food Tojis sure you made for him. You know he’d cook for you right? You wouldn’t have to move a muscle. But Tojis angry, he’s upset, his blood is boiling at the thought of you with a lover. That’s supposed to be him! Giggling and eating across from you, talking and- did he just hold your hand? He’s holding your hand.
And that’s when Toji breaks.
You barely even process what happened, all you see is blood and your date is no longer in his chair, his body isn’t even in the room. But there is another man in the room, a tall muscular man, with that familiar glaze in his eyes you remember so well.
You immediately get up out of reflex, to run to hide to do something. And he’s caught off guard as you run off into your apartment, hiding in your closet. He sighs. He knows he shouldn’t have done what he just did, he could have at least waited. Waited till the man left your apartment where he could kill him in peace, without scaring you. But now, he has to do this the tough way. He has to force you into his arms. Fine. That’ll do, too.
He stomps into your room, glancing around your bedroom and taking it all in. He’s already been in here once when you weren’t home. Climbing into your bed, stealing a few hairs off your hairbrush, organizing the plushies on your bed and taking notice of every little thing in your home. That’s also how he knew every small hiding place you could possibly be in.
“Come on, you know I won’t hurt you. I just came to visit you..”
He finally speaks, and his voice his deep and almost slurred, it’s obvious he’s excited. He’s always had to hide his devastating obsession with you, the only person who’d ever glance his way, the only person who’s ever smiled at him or clean his wounds, even comfort him. You were there. The only person there. An Angel, his sweet Angel, he had to have you. After all, you had to be his soulmate. Why else would you care the way you did, when nobody else could?
“I promise I’ll be good to ya.”
He says as he actively touches your things, pocketing small items like your chapstick or hair band- even your panties.
“I’ll treat ya well. You won’t have to worry your little head off about nothin’. Chores, cooking, shopping, working, I can take care of it all for ya. Just come out kay’?”
The way he talks actually seems genuine, as you peer at him from the small crack in the closet.
He thinks you’re svared, probably shaking and terrified. Like a little bunny being hunted by wolf, or a small gazelle being preyed on by a lion. He’s sure your svared, dizzy, traumatized.
Oh, but you’re not.
You’re shivering and shaking yes. But from fear? No, excitement. This was.. exhilarating. You’ve never felt anything like this. The way he killed for you- the way his fingers glide against your things like he’s saving them in his memory-remembering what you like.
It’s exactly what you did.
You remember- back when you worked for the Zenin clan. He was set on missions, to kill curses- it was more of a humiliation ritual then anything. You knew he’d come to you silently asking for help with his wounds, you helped him everytime. But while he was gone?
Well, you were quite sneaky.
Picking the lock or climbing through his open window. Then you’d snoop around. He didn’t have much, it’s obvious he wasn’t loved or cared for at all. That’s okay, you’d provide more then enough love and care for the both of you. You’d snoop and document every little finding, whatever hints you could get from what he liked and used.
That is, until you found your used panties hidden in his pillow case.
And that’s when you knew, you had a little stalker on your tail.
But everytime you tried your hardest to interact with him other then a silent nod in the hallway as you walked past him, or a twitch of his lips as an answer when you nursed him- you got nothing. Like a stone wall you couldn’t break, couldn’t crack, and you just wanted your yandere to snap. You wanted to have him in your arms, where you could coo at him and tell him that he didn’t need his family, or any friends or anyone- because your love could overcome all. That he only needed you.
So you decided that you’d take a risk. A risk to finally make his facade crack, so that he’d finally break loose and show his true colors. You knew it was possible- seeing that he also had an alter of you under his bed, in a shoe box. A collection of things- a few candid photos of you, a used tissue, an old bracelet, nail clippings, a receipt, and.. your used tampons? Okay. He did love you, obsessed even, you could make him break.
And so you took the risk of leaving him completely.
You left- moved into a nice but small apartment on the other side of the city. You prayed he’d find you, hoping that this wasn’t just a fluke- that you finally met your match- your soulmate.
So finally, when you came home to a few small things missing, your plushies organized in jus the way you like them, and the smell of him lingered in the air- you knew he was yours. All yours. Your soulmate, your man, yours yours yours.
So you shake with excitement and glee and his hunky body makes its way closer to your closet, where you hide. You know your panties are soaked, and there’s a big smile on your face that definitely gives away how happy you are. You’re sure if you had a tail like a puppy, it would be wagging like crazy out of pure excitement.
“Doll. I’m getting angry. If you get out now, I won’t have to drag ya out okay?”
Your silent though, your eyes full of hearts as you cover your mouth, trying not to breathe so loud.
“I swear to fucking god. This is my last warning, if you don’t get out I’ll-“
“I’m here!” You whine softly, kicking the closet door open just a crack, wide glossy eyes looking up at the hunky man.
He hadn’t expected you to actually be complaint and do what he asked, he expected he’d have to force you out. Tojis eyes were wide as he looked down at you, watching you shuffle out the closet, on your knees, your tiny body shaking.
“Oh doll.”
He picks you up, cradling you into his strong arms, and you immediately wrap your arms and legs around him and your face finds solace in his neck, nuzzling into him.
“Did I scare you too hard? You know I hurt him for your own good, I promise he was bad. I’ll take care of ya.” His arms are heavy around you, tight and unforgiving. He can’t let you go, not now, not after he finally has you plaint in his arms.
But you also want to see how far he’d go, now that he’s in your arms.
“Let go of me! You’re insane! I-I hate you!” You acted, shoving him and scratching at his neck and chest, trying to shove him away.
He grunted, his eyes wide again as you started to fight back. He thought this might happen- it’s why he wanted to go the easy way first, to just softly ease you into his arms- until he ended up breaking.
But he was angry, shoving you down onto your own plush bed, his hands pinning you down by your shoulders.
“Stop fighting!” He yelled- almost whining. He was angry, but it all came from a place of insecurity- and you knew that. So you played into that.
“I don’t wanna be with you- you’re disgusting!”
And things went dark after that.
You awoke in a dark environment, cold, and your ankle chained to a wall, and your laid on a clean futon. Your dress clothes are still on from your “date” but your shoes are off and your light makeup was cleaned off your face. You could tell your hair had been brushed, your favorite skincare serum applied to your skin, chapstick on your lips, as if you were preened after being knocked out.
Your ears perk up as you hear a door swing open, and your see your lover walk into the dark room your in. Your confused, you hadn’t expected him to go as far as to knock you out and take you away- to wherever this is.
“Ah. Your awake. If you’re wondering where you are, it’s the basement of the Zenin clans property- a dungeon if you will.”
You look at him confused. You didn’t think he’d take you back to his origins, a place you were sure he hated.
“They’re all dead, if you’re wondering. You’re my family now.”
All dead? He… killed his family? Your sure now the estate must be his, his to make new memories in, his to have you in, his to make a new family in.
“T-Toji, this place is scary.” A cell you were basically in, you were lucky he had placed a clean futon in there.
“Scary huh? Well I can’t bring you up if you aren’t good.” His tone was almost condensing, but god were you into it. He has rules for you doesn’t he? You have to be good for him. And that was enough to get you excited again.
“I-I’ll be good! I promise!” You tried to crawl to him, but the chain withheld you. His eyes were wide and curious at what you said, the way you reached out to grab him, your sweet eyes he’s seen before, the innocent glance and pouty lips.
“I promise.” You pouted, an innocent act for how you truly felt, wanting to pounce on him, to confess all your petty sins and show him all your love.
“Prove it, doll.”
#jjk#jujustsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen#yandere#yandere toji#toji fushiguro#gojo satoru#yandere gojo#jujutsu gojo#jjk gojo#gojo saturo#gojo x reader#gojo x you#yandere nanami#jujutsu nanami#nanami kento#yandere jujutsu kaisen#yandere jjk#stalker yandere#stalker#yandere geto#toji x y/n#toji x you#jujutsu toji#yandere choso#choso x you#fluff#gojo x y/n#nanami x reader#jjk toji
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I think one of the most heartbreaking scenes in the kings men and possibly all of all for the game is when Neil and Kevin are arguing in the locker room after the win against UT because Neil was talking shit about the Ravens and Riko. I think it's the only time before Jackson and Romero come for him after the Belmont game that the weight of what Neil knows is going to happen to him and the heartbreak he is experiencing in slow motion comes to the surface and is outwardly visible and even then the only person that picked up on it was Andrew and it didn't help because there was nothing anyone could do.
Kevin is angry about Neil antagonizing Riko publicly because he knows there will be backlash and he is rightfully afraid but this is the first time since Kevin found out who Neil is that he realizes Neil is afraid too. He appears fearless to Kevin so Kevin assumes it's hubris that makes Neil willing to stand his ground over and over again but it's not.
Neil had accepted his fate at that point, and instead of turning tail and getting himself the hell out of there, his only motivation is that if he can't have this at least Kevin will survive it.
At least Kevin gets to live on and play exy and be the best player.
When they talk about it again after Baltimore in the cabin Kevin asks him outright "how do you do it?" He asks "why aren't you afraid?" But Neil admits he IS afraid but he thinks willfully giving up the best thing that has ever happened to him (i.e. exy, the foxes, Andrew) would be worse than death.
There's a popular quote by choreographer Martha Graham that goes like this
A dancer dies twice — once when they stop dancing, and this first death is the more painful
This sentiment is echoed by Neil in the kings men but also implied throughout the series. Giving up the things and the people he loves would be more painful than his actual death. That's why he drops his duffle and phone when he is taken as a signal to Andrew and Kevin. He needs them to know; he did not run, he did not give up, he did not leave them willingly. He accepted death to protect them but his last act before he let go of Neil Josten was to let them know in the only way he could that he would have held on forever if he were given the chance.
Neil's action throughout the books start to shift Kevin's mindset. Neil tells Kevin he stayed for him. Before Neil and Andrew's not nothing ever began, Neil stayed because he believed in Kevin and he wants so badly for Kevin to try. Because before Neil literally came back from the dead after Baltimore, the only thing he could hope was that after the dust settles Kevin would be on top. The first time Kevin gets any hint at that is in that locker room in Texas. I would love to read this scene from Kevin's perspective. As soon as he realizes how desperate Neil is, he stops fighting him. I think it might be the first time Kevin sees Neil as the scared kid he is and not just the partner that is willing to put himself in the line of fire for others.
I feel like that scene is always read as just Neil being kinda mean and calling Kevin a coward again but it's so complex and I wish it went on for longer. It's one of the few insights we get into Neil's crumbling psyche as his demise approaches and one of the few times he is fully honest with anyone before Baltimore and it's just so important to how his character is viewed for the remainder of the novel.
#aftg#all for the game#neil josten#kevin day#andrew is mentioned but not enough to tag his character#kevneil#kevin and neils relationship is so special to me#knowing you cant have something so praying another person gets it?#yeah thats a special kind of devotion#sorry this post is rambly#that scene is so fast but it makes me emotional regardless
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Hello I was wondering if you have more stuff on the TMNT Spliced Au and how the comic is going?
Ah thank you for your interest! I’ve got so much but also literally nothing haha. End of last year was particularly rough for me so I had to take a break from working on it. Love TMNT GS but I won’t lie and say it’s not emotionally draining, wish I could beam it into all of your heads! Here’s a huge dump of random assortments I have from developing it.
COMIC UPDATES - peep the sketch for the cover, cool right?
I finished thumbnailing the first 34 pages of #1, but only one page has been fully completed. ⚰️ I’ve never made a comic before, so I’m doing a lot of learning with this. Most of the delay just comes from the fact that I love to design and I’m very crazy about details so that means I’m easily getting caught up in reading books, building little 3D sets, designing props n vehicles, ect.
I get so caught up in the visual worldbuilding cause its my favorite thing to do lol. I feel really bad when I stop working on pages in because my brain is like OK WAIT I NEED TO DESIGN THE GUNS, THE LABS, AND STOCKMANS CAR KEYS. Its really silly. I do wanna keep chipping at the comic, but at this point I've written and planned so much of the lore I kinda just wanna make it all public so I can talk about it. I'm constantly torn about it cause its like oof whats the point of making the comic if I'm just gonna talk about all the spoilers. With how this years going, I'm starting to lean into more of lemme just be free and do whatever I want!
Table of contents from the lore bible I'm still chipping away at. I'd love to just drop updates for it if that's something people would be interested in.
Alternatively, the idea of just releasing scripts for it has crossed my mind. #1 has a general outline, but I'd actually would just love to go back and detail, refine it, and drop that for now until the visuals of the comic are done.
I'm actually going to test the waters now and link a script for a scene from The Farmhouse arc I wrote a couple of months ago. If that's something people would be interested in, I'd love to know!
ART DUMP MOMENT -
Various other little development sketches and a new character or two omg
OK I KNOW THAT WAS A BIT OF A RAMBLE, FORGIVE ME! But yup thats it! TDLR; GS is in development hell and I'm waiting for ya'll to give me the greenlight to just start talking crazy. I've got multiple seasons/arcs to gush about.
#tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt au#tmnt fan iteration#tmnt gs#gene spliced au#i wonder who Not Leo is?
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Okay, out of all the things people are complaining about this story (and I am planning to review this so believe me when I say there are problems), Damian’s line right here is what you guys have a problem with?
For those complaining about Jason having one night stands, have you never read any issue of Red Hood and the Outlaws. This is referencing Jason’s lovers being short lived and YES Jason has canonly had one night stands. Literally the first time he met Starfire was on an island naked as a jaybird (no pun intended) and she offered him sex, because it is how she got to know people at the time.
The comic was during the New 52 era and yeah they were being weird with Starfire in the first couple of issues with her being in bed with Roy and sorta Jason, BUT he has had one night stands in that comic. Two of them at least. One of the girls he had a one night stand with got dragged into a spaceship with him when he and the Outlaws were fighting an intergalactic war before she kicked the bucket.
Now, do I like it? Eh… they really did place Starfire OOC in the New 52, but she was dealing with a broken heart in her own way. As for Jason, he was still Jason just as he is in this comic. He just happens to enjoy one night stands when he’s lonely. Also, he never had one night stands in the Rebirth Outlaws since he was in a relationship with Artemis. He also got into a relationship with Rose in Zdarsky’s Batman I guess? Personally, I still consider his relationship with Artemis to be canon.
Point is, complaining about Damian claiming Jason has only one night stands is the most nothing burger to complain about rofl. What? You think Jason would never have one night stands? You think he never had? You think Zatanna never wiped out Batman’s memories so the rest of the Justice League can play Operation with Dr. Light? You think Billy’s Captain Marvel was never accused of pedophilia by the Justice League because he was in a relationship with Stargirl? ROFL you sweet summer child.
In all seriousness, Damian claiming Jason only goes for one night stands isn’t OOC for him and it’s so normalized in DC that the only character over 18 I’d be surprised has ever had a one night stand is Superman. Personally, I thought Damian’s line was funny, because HE’S NOT WRONG. You might as well complain about Tim being a cheating bastard too.
Here’s a tear jar for you 🫙 I don’t know what to tell you.
As for the other complaints, no Damian saying Stephanie is “too female” isn’t misogynist. Most girls go to other girls for dating advice and not guys for the same reason (too male in this case). Damian is only looking for advice from a guy’s perspective, because yes guys vs girls dating have different expectations. Blame it on our cultural society or whatever, but it is what it is. Both genders are guilty of this, because it’s expected from homosexual relationships too.
No, there is nothing wrong with Damian going to Tim for dating advice. It makes the most sense actually. Damian even broke it down in this one.
Damian’s a little shit and will say things in the most mean way possible. I thought that scene was funny, because as I’ve said DAMIAN IS NOT WRONG rofl. I laughed my ass off reading that.
Co’mon guys, let Tim and Damian have their story. We hardly ever see them working together, helping the other or hell getting along. If you’re going to complain or cry about something, at least find something that actually is placing a character OOC. For all we know, Damian could just be saying that just to be a little shit and it’s not like Jason and Stephanie never showed up or got to be a shit back at Damian.
Lolz god this comic is funny. Red Hood’s outfit made my day and Steph kicking Damian’s ass was 😘
I will be reviewing the comic as I’ve said. You can find its entirety in my profile if you scroll down a bit. I’m hoping that those complaining about that one panel in the comic didn’t read it. If so, the entire comic is available on here and I’ve reposted. Read it before nitpicking on nothing burgers.
#dc comics#dcu#dc universe#dc#damian wayne#robin#tim drake#jason todd#red hood#I doubt most normies would care about this line because I sure as hell don’t#if that’s the only thing to complain about then this must be the best damn Valentines Day comic DC has put out#lolz seriously this was a really cute comic. I enjoyed it
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How about 3 with fem kaiser and male reader
I imagine she'd give you a blue rose bouquet
Fem!kaiser giving you a bouquet and chocolate
Valentine's prompt #3
Prompts list
Pairing:fem!Michael kaiser x male reader
A/n:my first Valentine's Day post, and it's with one of my favorite characters to write for
"I-i'm sorry ma'am but we don't carry-"
"Tch"
Kaiser didn't even let the florist finish her sentence, a sentence that she had heard way too many times in a day. She hated when people repeated things to her, especially if it was something she didn't want to hear
"I should have expected that, this place is so trashy anyway"
The woman she was speaking to wanted to say something, but she knew better than to talk back to one of germany's most famous and important football players and people in general which was currently looking at her like she could buy this entire store 5 times and still have enough money to afford the incredibly expensive box of chocolates she was holding, which was actually very true
Kaiser sighed and simply walked outside of the store, not saying anything else. She sat on a bench inside of the mall she was in and ran a hand through her hair sighing even more heavily, she knew she fucked up and this was all just her fault.
She knew she shouldn't have waited until the last day to try to get the bouquet, but she was overconfident just like she was in football except that there her skills backed her confidence up but in this occasion there was no skill she could make use of, just the unpredictable mechanism of luck.
Unlike most holidays (Christmas especially), Michelle actually likes Valentine's day, sure it's cheesy and corny, but she can't deny that ever since she started dating you, she has become a bit cheesy and corny herself, giving you a blue rose bouquet every month with a note entitled to "my emperor💙" constantly showering you in praise and compliments and still using pick up lines even after years of dating but that's what feeling love for the first time ever does to a person. Kaiser loved you, and you deserved nothing short of perfection....which was exactly why she was disappointed that she couldn't give it to you today.
Her usual blue rose supplier had gotten sick and couldn't do his job. She was about to tell him to get up and do it anyway since she would still play a match while sick, but she didn't want to be that mean on a day about love so she just hung up without saying anything and went to look for blue roses in basically all of Munich's flower shops.
Of course, she knew that blue roses were very rare and literally unobtainable in nature. That's the whole reason why she got the tattoo in the first place, but what else could she have done? Give you normal roses? As if! She was the blue rose empress, that was literally her symbol. She wanted to get you blue roses so that every time you looked at them, you would think of her.
Her thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing. When she took it out of her pocket, she was relieved to see it was you calling her and not someone else to bother her even more.
"Hello, what is it schatz?"
"Hi Michelle, noa wanted me to ask you why you didn't come at practice today"
"Oh, I'm just shopping"
".....really, for what? You usually just send ness to do it or go with me"
".......well-"
"Speaking of ness, where is he? He didn't come either"
"Yeah......i sent him to buy something too"
"So.....you two are trying to buy the same thing but you're not together?"
"......yeah"
"....it must be important"
"It is"
"I see well I'll just tell noa you're busy and not bother you anymore, love you bye"
"Thanks, love you too"
The conversation kaiser had just finished made her feel even more guilty. You were just so sweet and perfect. The roses and chocolates you had given her this morning had already proven it to her among the mountains of other things you did for her.
You knew she didn't like receiving gifts, that she genuinely wouldn't have known how to react, but you still did it, simply telling her that it was just because of tradition and she didn't have to get you anything, but she wanted to, she wanted to get those damn blue roses.
She gritted her teeth as her anger rose. Why today of all days? Somehow, not being able to give you what you deserved felt even worse than getting a goal blocked by isagi
*ring ring*
"What is it?"
This time kaiser didn't even try to hide her frustration at however was on the other side of the phone
"K-kaiser, I found the roses"
"Finally! Where are they?"
"I-it's just-"
"Listen ness, I don't care what's happening there, I'll get the roses even if I have to kill someone to have them"
"But it's 800 euros for a bouquet"
"......ok and?"
"Isn't that......super expensive?"
"Yes and wildly overpriced. Like i told you, I'm getting those roses no matter what ,plus it's not actually that much for me, I can make that back in a match if I play well, and I always do"
"........o-ok"
After going to get the roses, kaiser and Ness went back to the bastard münchen building and were greeted by noa scolding them for not attending practice which Michelle mostly ignored as she told the magician to tell you to come to her room later.
"Hey babe, what-"
You gasped as the first thing you saw when you opened the door was kaiser holding a blue rose bouquet, smiling at you
"Happy valentine's day schatz"
"You didn't have to do this you know?"
"Yes, but I wanted to. You do so much for me. I would have felt terrible not giving you anything back"
She kissed you, wrapping her arms around you and guiding you to her large bed, where she placed the bouquet and opened the chocolate box
"Want some?"
The chocolates all looked amazing....and expensive, some of them had golden wrappers or phrases like I love you written on the chocolates themselves
"How much did this cost?"
"Please schatz don't worry about that"
She grabbed one of the chocolates with her fingers and held it out to you
"Do you need me to feed it to you~"
"I certainly wouldn't complain about that"
You opened your mouth as kaiser fed you the chocolates, you swallowed it, and your eyes lit up at how tasty it was
"So good!"
"Of course, I made sure they were all your favorite flavors. My emperor only deserves the best"
"What did i do to deserve you?"
"Just.....loving me"
Kaiser got close to you once again and hugged you. You hugged back as you let yourself fall on the bed with her on top of you. She kissed you passionately another time and continued kissing your face, leaving blue lipstick marks on it
"I love you so much schatz"
"Me too, I love you so so much"
Kaiser's smile widened as she moved to your right, hugging you even tighter. You were now fully cuddling on the bed
"Should I add the bouquet to the ones you always give me"
"If you want, I'd say this one is special, though. It cost me a lot, both in money and effort"
"Awww and you still brought it for me, you're so sweet"
"It's nothing, I'd do anything for you"
With those final words, kaiser kissed your forehead as you two continued to cuddle in silence. Her love warmed you up as you felt her heartbeat, which you knew was beating for you, the only person who showed kaiser love, her boyfriend, teammate, emperor, soulmate and now her valentine.
#blue lock x reader#blue lock#bllk x reader#bllk#x reader#michael kaiser x reader#michael kaiser x you#michael kaiser#michael kaiser x y/n#micheal kaiser x reader#micheal kaiser#kaiser x reader#kaiser#female kaiser#fem kaiser x reader#fem kaiser#female kaiser x reader#genderbent kaiser x reader#genderbent kaiser#fem lock#x male reader#male reader
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Haven’t had any motivation to write, so here’s another Maddie Nolen yapp session!!😛
People have become SO comfortable on the internet, they say literally whatever they want. Like— if you like something, or a certain character, people can get so mad and mean for no reason?? Like duh, don’t dive into problematic shit, but a character like Maddie… MADDIE. Not even in the top 1000 worst villains in media. If you like her, people go off, send death threats, hate on the person who likes Maddie and etc..
It’s honestly so annoying. You will not see me blowing up on someone who likes Ambessa just bc I DONT like her!! It’s not that hard to be nice and respectful towards others, but clearly people are too comfy behind a screen where they can comment whatever they want.
I love Maddie sm for so many reasons, and I don’t wanna deal with people shaming me for liking her- because there is nothing to shame me about?? She’s another complex female character that people can’t stand.. I live for complex characters. And not to mention how there are other characters in arcane who have done rlly bad things—and some even worse than her, HELLO?
Anyway, it’s not hard to be nice and a non-toxic arcane fan. I’m a Maddie lover, you’ll live!
#wlw blog#arcane#maddie nolan autism#maddie my wife#i love maddie nolan#maddie nolan#maddie nolen#maddie nolan x reader#maddie arcane#maddie x reader#x reader#arcane x reader#lesbian#vi arcane#caitlyn kiramman
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sometimes complaining about girlboss characters starts to feel like complaining about mary sues or manic pixie dream girls. theres a real criticism of the trend at some point but its gets quickly drowned out by a lot of misogyny. its okay for girls to do cool things
oh i'm fine for natural girlbosses. dot warner is still an icon above icons.
the problem is with "girlbossing," when someone looks at a feminine girl character and is like "now wait a minute. she can't be feminist if she is Nice and Romantic and Untrained At Combat. it's not like feminism is saying 'traditionally feminine things are not the problem, and they've been severely undervalued in favor of traditionally masculine traits.' no, it's the femmes who are wrong. we shall make them more masculine and in turn make them more feminist. but god forbid we make them actually butch. obviously we can't go that far" also somehow these characters usually end up as business owners because capitalism is good
ie: 90% of Cinderella adaptations in this day and age, Disney's reboot of Snow White, Mario Movie Peach (tho I haven't seen the movie myself so I'm just going based on what people told me).
Sometimes it's done WELL- like Webby in Ducktales'17 is textbook girlbossing, with her being more combat-oriented and less "cute." But that was clearly done as a way to explore more of her character rather than relegate her to "the character we pander to the Females with" and make her more proactive in the story they were telling, rather than as a way to make her "less girly." She's still into sleepovers and pink dresses and has female friends (who were added into the reboot), she just ALSO likes blood sports. Mario Movie Peach might be the same way, as I said I haven't seen the mov. or sometimes the girlbossing is Camp™, like & juliet. in which case it's fucking awesome
But the vast majority of the time, it's people thinking that a character being traditionally feminine is automatically antifeminist, without thinking "well, is this a character with a personality, wants, and agency"? Cinderella is constantly belittled for "doing nothing" but she's an abuse survivor in a situation she can't escape, who as soon as she's given a way out is active in trying to get her happy ending. 1950's Disney Cinderella literally is the one to run down the stairs screaming that she has the other slipper. Their 2015 girlboss Cinderella spins and dances in her room until the prince comes and gets her. And that's like. Their LEAST offensive reboot girlbossing.
Goddamnit I have to leave for work now. tl;dr the problem with girlbossing isn't "letting women do cool things", those things are sick and awesome. The problem is the writers implicitly saying "any girl that doesn't conform to masculine ideals of strength is clearly weak and needs to be fixed."
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i wanted to say your post about lu guang's morality is currently my favorite thing ever. im not sure if you're just incredibly smart or have the gift of prophecy but you are so right and the post is very very good
hi! i'm so glad you enjoy my post >.<
i tragically do not have the gift of prophecy, but i'm happy to explain my reasoning! spoilers ahead.
first off, i wanna say that when i made that post, it was less of a prediction and more of a reading of what the show had already laid out.
i've seen a few detractors of my post on twitter, all of them saying things along the lines of "this is a misguided take because lg is selfless. lg only killed vein bc vein killed csx. we have no proof that lg is sacrificing others." there's a lot to pick apart with these rebuttals, and i'll get to that, but i feel there is one essential point they are all missing: time travel in an of itself is an act of hubris.
going back in time with the intention of changing the past is one born out of great hubristic selfishness. anyone doing so is automatically (and wrongfully) assuming the role of a god.
the show is well aware of this. take the earthquake arc for example. as csx takes it upon himself to try and evacuate the village, lg points out that in doing so, he could end up inadvertently killing more people. this is because the butterfly effect is uncertain and lg knows this. that whole interaction functions two-fold. one: it establishes that the narrative itself is aware of the stakes here. it is an in-universe acknowledgment that changing the past, even if it's to save lives, is extremely risky and ultimately selfish. two: it establishes that lg is very aware of this truth, which is what makes the s2 reveal so shocking. despite being aware of the consequences, lg is still trying to change the past to save csx.
it also tells us that lg's steadfastness about csx not changing the past is likely born out of a fear of csx accidentally messing up the timeline lg is cultivating, and not out of some noble effort to minimize their impact on others' lives, which is how it was previously framed. all this evidence paints a very clear picture: lu guang is not the morally just character we once thought. he is placing his own happiness above literally everyone else's wellbeing. yes he is trying to save csx, but he's only doing that because he can't stomach the idea of living without him. his motivations are objectively selfish at their core.
back to the detractors: i feel some people are conflating lg's actions being done out of love for his actions also being selfless. and while i agree there is an (albeit twisted) form of love behind all this, there is nothing selfless about what he's doing. why does lg get to decide what the future should hold? why does any one man get the final say on what happens to the rest of the world, and all the billions of rich lives within it? hell, why does he even get to decide what happens to csx? yes he's acting under the pretense of saving csx, but does csx even want to be saved? would csx even be okay with what he's doing? i honestly don't think so. when csx believed lg had died, he contemplated using his powers to go back in time and save him, but ultimately decided against it because as far as he was concerned, lg wouldn't approve. he understands the potential chain reaction that comes from saving even one life because lg drilled it into his head. even if he is impulsive to a fault, at the end of the day, csx would never want to cause harm to others, especially not at this magnitude.
even if this effort to change the past/future fails, the fact that he was willing to take this massive risk in the first places says a lot about his priorities and overall character. while he probably doesn't actively want to sacrifice others, he absolutely will if it means keeping csx in his life saving csx.
in this most recent episode, just minutes before killing vein, he says to him, "do you know the butterfly effect? in a dynamic system, any subtle change in the initial conditions may lead to different outcomes. i've been thinking how to change a destined ending completely. if there is an additional point before this, an unchangeable point, what will happen? no need to fear the deviation. just let it happen more completely." lg killed vein partly out of revenge yes, but also to create another unchangeable node in the timeline. he is trying to secure csx's future by taking another life.
and none of this is even touching on how lg possessed a woman's body, which is a COMPLETE violation of her autonomy, to kill vein, knowing damn well she'd take the fall for his murder. lol.
so yeah. lu guang is (and always has been) a selfish, immoral bastard (she said with love), and the writers were very deliberate in setting that up.
there's so much more i could say on this but then this would get way too long, which it already lowkey is haha. thank you for the ask! i genuinely appreciate the opportunity to word vomit all this <3
#sympathetic =/= morally grey#link click#shiguang daili ren#link click spoilers#asks#ask#i forgot what tag i use for asks oopps.#i did this instead of working <3
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Absolutely fascinating, and I can see exactly what you mean.
From someone describing Cross's personality, including his impulsivity, emotional dysregulation and being spiteful (and approved by Jakei as nailing Cross's character). He's got anxiety, struggles with self-worth and self-esteem yet simultaneously acts so self-absorbed to the point where he has no qualms about being a jerk to literal children.
Take his relationship with XGaster. Cross hates him as much as he wants his approval. Willing to fight against him or alongside him in whatever it takes to get his AU back and to stop the Overwrites (all or nothing). Because for all his dad’s abuse, he’s still his dad, and Cross wants him to be proud of him. (There’s old Jakei pride art where Cross is wearing a rainbow shirt and hugging XGaster, saying “I hate you so much…but I love you” while smiling goofily)
Cross is full of himself, and believes himself to be more powerful and understanding of things than he actually is and feels entitled to his happy ending (tbh fair, considering everything). Or just take that moment of his interaction with Goth for Underverse Studios, where Cross justifies taking and drinking all his chocolate milk because Cross is an "adult" and therefore needs it more than Goth.
This conflates with his anxiety and self-doubt, where he also worries if he’s done enough or if he should’ve done something else but it’s too late, so he buckles down with his decision even if it’s a bad one. If anyone considered themself a “god”, he’d think it nonsense. That everything is run by codes and magic and force of will. So if a deity imagery is used with XGaster then Cross would think it’s up to him to stop that false god
His beef with XMettaton? Full of passive-aggressive interactions between the two especially when Mettaton refused to help Cross when a cow was chewing on his bandana. And it's this moment that gave Cross bovinophobia because he genuinely believed he was about to be beaten.
Then there's all of his unstable relationships with friends and what was once family. XChara causes him so much grief, and when they shared a body he despised the loss of autonomy. But they were also there when he was alone in the Antivoid for who knows how long until Ink came. They’ve become a reluctant companion, but there’s constant friction between the two for both the events that happened with their AU and clashing thoughts on how to handle things, both believing the other to be correct and that the other just messes everything up.
All or nothing with Ink: He believed Ink abandoned him and was never his friend to begin with when Cross had asked Ink to bring his AU back and didn't. All of their history, of how Ink probably kept Cross from going insane from the equivalent of solitary confinement and an emotionally unstable XChara, of how Ink helped Cross develop a passion for art and it's one of the few healthy coping mechanisms he has, all of it is pushed to the side and ignored by what Cross perceived as a slight to him and a manipulative betrayal. How could Ink pretend to be his friend when this whole time, he couldn't bring back XTale, and later on, worked with XGaster to keep his Soul safe and then release it?
All or nothing with Frisk: XFrisk was his best friend, and the betrayal that XFrisk had used Cross and tried to kill him and the others to steal Overwrite from XGaster that kickstarted Underverse in the first place had him throw his locket and rage and hate XFrisk and refuse to accept the name "Cross". A resentment that carried on throughout Underverse and in art of them answering asks, there are brief moments where they're friends again only for Cross to lash out at other moments. And in Underverse the locket is one of Cross's most prized possessions, and he always keeps it on his person. And yet "Cross" is his name, his entire identity, and he lashes out at XPapyrus to the point where he punches him in the face and threatens him with bone attacks until he says his name "Cross".
His brother, who was one of the people Cross wanted revived again more than anything, he's willing to go so far as to enforce his identity by physically attacking XPapyrus who only wanted his brother back.
Aside from his AU back, he wants a sense of normalcy again. He wasn’t always so frustrated or mad all the time, this is a side effect of not only childhood abuse but also trauma from the events of XTale. Not to mention the moments where even as a child, Cross He wants his home back, and more than that, he wants peace and to rest and to be loved (it hurts to distance himself from XPap, but Cross believes it's the only thing he can do now; that he has no other choice) That Cross now and will never be the Sans that XPap knew and loved, and wants to still be accepted by the ones he loves despite having changed so much
All the moments where his body was controlled by others: by XFrisk, XChara, or XGaster, the moments where he's emotionally vulnerable and was manipulated, greatly resemble dissociative episodes, where Cross is so disconnected from his body and even his mind feels out of his control. It's like he's nothing more than a Tool for others to use.
Looking at Cross as a whole, it all aligns much too well with BPD.
ASPD INK WOOOO CLUSTER B REPRESENT!! Nobody can take away Cluster B character headcanons away from me, Cluster B characters I love you
HELL YAAAAAAAA
We love Cluster B in this house
Allow me to actually give you a tiny list of cluster Bs and the characters I associate with them
ASPD: Ink, Nightmare (I’ve been also considering Killer, not yet made a decision tho xhxhxh)
BPD: Nightmare
HPD: Error
NPD: Cross
#cluster b#cross sans#sarco screams#cross sans hc#bpd cross#yeah when thinking of cross's behavior in the zine#in underverse#and art of him from jakei#it aligns alot more with bpd#xtale#underverse
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Well it's that time again for another JJK rant.
So by this point I would assume that most of you know my eternal hatred towards the enemies to lovers trope when it comes to Gojo x reader stories right.
Well we are back at it again cause I am hoping people know that this type of relationship isn't one that Gojo would ever go for. Like it's one of those things that the fandom latched on to like My Hero Academia Hawks being a flirty playboy. It's not something that fits the character but it something that so many people latched on to that they now believe that it's a thing.
Like Gojo knows his worth and value. He literally dislikes those that he views as stuck up or just down right unlikeable. Aka every reader in the enemies to lovers trope. Like you are telling me you hate this guy for no reason but it's okay because your only saving grace is that he finds you attractive.
Seriously.
That is the how 95% of them go. Also to even it out they would make Gojo do some out of pocket stuff to justify the reader treating him like dirt while also always making him the bad guy even if he did nothing wrong.
I am so sick of this copy and paste trope. Now I know i don't have to read it which I don't. If I see it I keep scrolling. Although there are gems I sadly just skip past them because I'm used to the bad and boring ones. (Lowkey reminds me of the dumbest Gojo x reader story on wattpad called Debt. Freaking dumbest reader/mc I have ever read couldn't even get past the first few chapters. The first and only time this has happened)
Another thing is bad reverse harem stories. Like I don't care the reader is 18! Why are men close to their 30s trying to have a relationship with them? Why is said 18 year old trying to have a romantic relationship with freshly turned 15 year old? Look 18 maybe considered an adult but it's still gross and it would have been better if the reader was 20 and up. Also if you want your reader to have love interests that are 15 then they should at least be under 18.
I am sick of gross age gaps, don't care if you are 20 years old dating a 30, 40, or whatever just make it legal! 18 isn't a cheat code!
Also harems suck since they either end up with no one, end up with someone not in the harem, or worst not even completed. Yet, the biggest crime is as I said it before the gross 18 year old cheat code.
Finally the last of my random rant which has to deal with genders and sexyal orientation. Stop writing about boy x boy if you are only going to stereotype them. Yes gay mean may like to be more of the feminine side but NOT all of them. Not all males who prefer to be a bottom want to wear feminine clothes and act like a femboy.
Not all trans people want to be just a title! Don't include them if you are not even going to try! Same with the non binary or gender neutrals. Don't include them but give traits that have a gender that goes against their stances. It's wrong.
Also I lied this is my final rant. Stop saying it's a reader story if you are not going to be neutral. For example giving a reader appearances that instantly alienate a reader. Sure I understand fem reader or male reader tags but to then give them hairstyles, skin tones that alienate others, or ect. I'm a POC (Person of color) and it sucks when you are reading something and instantly shown you are not included. Luckily the anime community is slowly but surely getting more inclusive. No I'm talking about those that want to read reader stories from fandoms like The Boys (Scarlett Witch took over i swear) or (Squid Games I know it's in Korea but dang why can't I be american?).
Anyway that's all. I would love to read and possibly reply to comments. Some may agree others not so much which is far I am criticizing something so it's 100 okay to throw it back!
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When they see that you've been Sh
Warning: Mention of blood and self h@rm/cvtt!ng
Characters: Gyeong seok, Jung bae, Jun ho, The Salesman, Sae byeok-
Pt1 | Pt2
Gyeong seok-
Since moving in with Gyeong seok life has gotten a bit tougher for you; having way more responsibilities than what you’re used to, especially now since you have a cute step daughter who you love with all your heart, but it was something completely new and you thought you were doing a bad job. So to relieve some of the worries you began to sh. The pain washed the worries away. Then one day when you were playing with Na-Yeon your sleeves went up a bit and she had notices come red marks on your skin.
“Mama what’s that?” she said pointing at your arms.
You put your hands behind your back
“It's nothing sweetheart I just got a little boo boo just dont tell daddy ok?”
She just nodded and continued to play with her toys.
The next day it was Gyeong seok’s turn to take Na-Yeon to school.
While he was in a small conversation with her a cat appeared in front of her and she began to pet it and said.
“Papa, Mama said to keep this a secret but imma tell you. She had red marks on her arms. It looked like a kitty gave her a boo boo.
After hearing those words Gyeong seok knew that something was wrong. After dropping his daughter off he ran home to see if what he thought was true.
You were cooking dinner and suddenly someone barged into the front door.
“Let me see your arms”
“Why do you need to see my arms”
“Just show them to me.” He said in a stern voice.
You had no other choice but to show him
“Why are you doing this!?”
“Well I thought you might not want to be with me anymore if I was a bad mother so to cope I began to do this” You said almost whispering
“Why would I ever leave you for that reason? I married you for a reason because you're perfect in my eyes. I'm also learning to be a father and loving husband everyday so don't think you're going through all of this alone.” He said as he held you in a long embrace.
You were in his arms crying like a baby
“I love you” He whispered in your ear
“I love you too”
Jung bae-
Although he’s always bubbly there's a serious side that would show at times and that time was now. He accidentally came into to the room as you were getting dressed and saw your bruised body
“Y/N! WHO HIT YOU”
You looked at him standing at the door and realized that you forgot to lock it. He came in and sat next to you as he asked to see the bruises on your body.
“I did this to myself” you looked down feeling ashamed of saying it out loud.
He looked at you the brave person he had met was now a shell of their former self
“I want to help you so please don't do this to yourself because when you hurt yourself you hurt me as well.
He then helped you finish getting dressed and soon made you dinner before you both cuddled to sleep.
Jun ho-
He knew something was wrong (he’s literally a cop) so when you started to wear long baggy shirts he had to find out what was going on.
So he asked you one day out of nowhere if you wanted to go on a vacation. He never told you where but he did say it would be a surprise. So after the long car ride you woke to the smell of the ocean and the sun beaming on you. You used to love the beach but now It was your worst fear.
He led you to the beach house that his family owned and after bringing all the louage in it was finally time to head to the beach. As he was waiting for you to come out of the bathroom he wondered if he was maybe overthinking things. When he heard the door creak you still had a baggy shirt over your bathing suit.
“Aren't you going to go into the water?”
“Well um maybe not this time.” you said
“But you love going into the beach just take you have your bathing suit under right so just take it off”
As he was playfully lifting up your shirt he saw multiple cuts on from your stomach to your chest. You quickly pulled it down and just looked down.
“Is that the reason why you didn't want to go in… Babe, why didn't you tell me sooner.”
“Well…. because you have work and you seem to be busy”
“But I always have time for you. You mean everything to me and I want you to rely on me.”
“How about we get those bandaged up and later we can go out and have a dinner date near the beach.” He said wanting to make it up to you.
“I’d love that” You said giving him a kiss”
The Salesman-
He loves to see the blood of his enemies fall, but not you he cares so much for you. He noticed that there would be blood drops on the bathroom floor which made him install hidden cameras in the house. When he would go back to check them he would see you enter the bathroom and come out after a few minutes with bandages all over your legs and arms.
So on the day’s that you're not home he looks all over the house finding all the hidden blades and would slowly start removing them one by one until there was none. He even removed anything else that could be used. He even came home sooner so he could keep you company in the evening.
“What are you doing so early here”
“I just wanted to spend more time with you honey~”
Without you realizing it you had stopped and it was now a thing of the past.
Sae byeok-
She took it the hardest. Having someone that she loved dearly being in pain hurt her so much.
When she first saw the cuts and scars on your body she was mad, not at you but at herself for not knowing sooner.
“I’m so sorry babe, how can I even call myself your girlfriend if I can't even protect you”
She kept apologizing non stop. You didn't want to see her like this. She was such a fearless woman and she was blaming herself for something that you did to yourself, it felt like a dagger to the heart.
You kneeled down and cupped her face with your hands
“Hey! Please don't blame yourself for this.”
After saying that you got up and went to your shared bedroom and grabbed all the blades and brought them to where she is and you just threw them straight into the trash can. I don't want you to suffer for something that I did so please stop apologizing.”
You then went down and kissed her forehead. “I promise I'll stop this…for you.”
Hear is pt2!!! =^▿^= If you have any other characters you guys want please suggest them!! :3
#x reader#one shot#angst#fanfic#fluff#gender neutral reader#squid game#squid game s2#sh cvt#self h@rm#cvtt!ng#$h tumblr#park gyeong seok#gyeong seok x reader#gyeong seok#squid game fandom#squid game fanfic#squid games#jung bae#jung bae x reader#jun ho#jun ho x reader#jun ho squid game#the salesman#salesman squid game#the recruiter#the salesman x you#squid game salesman#squid game recruiter#salesman x reader
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hey so can I have a scenario with Kurt wagner having a crush and he’s kind of hanging with the group, and the topic of “your type” comes up cuz crush just got asked out by the group very hot bad boy hero and crush is just like “Oh I don’t find bad boys or tough guys attractive at all. I like the opposite”. They like men who are cozy basically? (Kurt is cozy to be around once you know him).
~You Know You're Just My Type~
Pairing: Nightcrawler x Reader
Word Count: 1.5k
Warnings: none
Genre: fluff
Summary: A conversation about your type leads to some discoveries you were not prepared to make today- carpe diem... you guess
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"I've got a question for you y/n." Jack announces as he walks back into the room that you're all hanging out in.
"Shoot." You say dismissively. Jack's cool and all but nothing good ever comes out of his mouth when he begins like that. Plus all did was go get a soda, what could he possibly have discovered he needed to ask in that 5 minutes?
"When are you going to let me take you on a date?" He asks. Across the room, Kurt hold his breath at the question. Jack had a habit of flirting with you, but he'd never asked you on a real date before now. Or at least not that he knew of. But Jack is attractive, Kurt's never seen anyone say no to the guy before and he's not convinced you will either.
"Excuse me?" You blink at him and then burst out laughing. "That's the funniest thing you've ever said if I'm honest." You shake your head and Kurt feels beyond relieved as he sighs.
"Give it a rest man you're barking up the wrongest of trees." Logan scoffs.
"And how would you know?" Jack looks at Logan.
"Because he's got a brain." You say.
"They're practically attached at the hip dude, if any person here would know what's what with her dating preferences it'd probably be Logan." Jean says.
"Blasphemy!" You scoff.
"Defamation!" Logan chimes.
"Character Assassination!" You add.
"You're literally leaning against each other as if you can't sit up on your own right now be serious." Scott scoffs.
"Wait a second, that's a good point- are you two dating?" Jack asks.
You and Logan share a look.
"Gross." You both say.
"Why would you ask that?" You scoff.
"We just established the two of you are basically one person." Jack says.
"Yeah- platonically." You say.
"Have you never been friends with a girl dude?" Logan asks.
"I mean yeah, I'm friends with Jean, and Storm, and y/n- we're just not as close as you and y/n seem to-"
"Well hang on you just asked y/n on a date, so that automatically makes things a little different." Logan cuts Jack off.
"You're telling me you wouldn't date y/n?"
"I'm not answering that. You're being weird." Logan says, shaking his head.
"Yeah and don't talk about me like I'm not right here." You say.
"Fine, why won't you go on a date with me?" Jack asks.
"You are not my type darling."
"Nonsense." He rolls his eyes.
"So what is your type?" Jean asks.
"More importantly, how is it not me?" Jack asks.
"Do we have to do this?" You sigh.
"I think we should, I wanna know." Jack smirks.
"You're rowdy and obnoxious and kind of a dick sometimes and surprise there's only room for me to be close to one guy who's kind of a dick- Logan's already taken the spot." You shrug.
"So if you stop being friends with Logan-"
"Hey, tread carefully asshole." Logan points at him.
"Yeah that sounds like the start of a threat." You say.
"Don't team up against me." Jack shakes his head.
"Fine so we know they're not your types but you still haven't answered what is." Jean presses.
"Does it matter?" You scoff.
"Why are you being so secretive about it?" Storm asks.
"I just don't think it changes anything for most of you." You say.
"But for some of us?" Scott asks.
"Maybe Jack here." You say.
"Just Jack?" Logan smirks.
"Go die." You side eye him.
"Just answer their question." Logan chuckles. You sigh heavily.
"I like someone kind, gentle, I guess more on the soft spoken side? Not a pushover but not abrasive. I want someone calm, none of the adrenaline junkie shit."
"Can you guess who she's thinking of?" Logan smirks. His eyes flit very briefly to the subject of his oh so subtle insinuation.
"Shut up. You piece of shit." You shove him slightly, but you are still leaning on him so not with enough force to knock him down. You hope no one was able to pick up on what he was trying to hint at to the rest of the room. Although with Kurt being more quiet than usual you can't help but wonder if he knows.
"Wait, are you thinking of someone particular?" Scott asks.
"No." You say firmly.
"Logan?" Jean presses.
"She says no." He shrugs.
"You are such a dick. You know they're not gonna let this go! I will have no peace so long as they think I was describing someone in particular." You groan.
"Well-"
"Shhhhh! You're the worst. I'm never telling you anything of importance ever again." You smack Logan's chest.
"So there is someone specific?" Storm asks.
"That why you won't date me? Because you have a crush on someone else?" Jack asks.
"I! Did not say I have a crush on someone else." You say.
"No but your second head basically did." Jean says.
"Okay, just so we're clear, I won't date you because you're you. Whether or not I have a crush on someone else is irrelevant to that decision." You tell Jack.
"Ouch." Jack grabs his chest as if you've wounded him.
"You'll be fine, walk it off." You roll your eyes.
"Come on- you can trust us. You know that." Jean says.
"That is so not the problem here. I didn't want to talk about any of this in the first place. Can we drop this? Now?"
"Okay when y/n wants us to know anything about that she will tell us herself guys." Scott says.
"Thank you Scott." You say. "I'm going to get a drink. Anyone want anything?" You ask standing up. You need a break from this nonsense.
"I just came back from the kitchen, I could've got you something." Jack says.
"I didn't want anything then."
"I'll take a beer." Logan says.
"Great- be back." You say, leaving the room. You walk down to the kitchen and grab a beer from the fridge for Logan and a bottle of water for yourself.
"Do you- actually have a crush on someone?" Kurt's voice surprises you as you shut the fridge door.
"Fucking Christ!" You shout as you clutch your chest.
"Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you." He blinks in surprise.
"We need to get you a bell, you're too quiet when you walk." You say waiting for your heart rate to slow.
"I'm sorry. Logan asked me to refill on snacks." Kurt says
"It's fine dude, what'd you ask me?"
"Just- if Logan was telling the truth about you having a crush on someone or just taunting you like he does?" Kurt asks. Your knee-jerk reaction is to lie, tell him Logan was just being a dick and there's no one, but how bad could it be if he knew- I mean he's asking after all.
"Uh- well he was definitely trying to tease me but he wasn't lying about it I- was describing a specific person, yes."
"Someone we know- I assume?" Kurt asks hesitantly. He's not even sure he wants to know what the answer is.
"Correct." You nod. This conversation feels so awkward. You wish he would just ask who it is if that's what he wants to know.
"And you... want to keep it a secret, who it is?"
"I want the person to know before everyone else does." You say. Quit beating around the bush and tell him already my GOD
"I don't want to pry." Kurt says.
"Kurt the person I'm talking about is you." You blurt out before you can convince yourself not to. Again.
"What?" His eyes snap up to meet yours.
"I was talking about you."
"Oh." He whispers.
"It's not a big deal and I'm only telling you because Logan's been giving me grief for the past couple of months and after what just happened I'm starting to think he'll tell you before I do so- I wanted to get it out there. While we're on the subject or whatever."
"You- you like me?" Kurt asks, astonishment laced through his quiet words.
"Don't make me regret telling you."
"I- I had no idea."
"Yeah I'm pretty good at that."
"No I mean- I didn't even know you paid attention to me."
"Of course I do."
"I like you too."
"You do?"
"More than anything. When Jack asked you out earlier I thought for sure you'd say yes and- I really hated the idea."
"I hate the idea of saying yes to Jack too." You quip. Kurt chuckles and you're glad that at least some of the tension has been cut by the joke.
"So- what happens now?"
"Now we go back in there and pretend this didn't happen because- I want us to figure things out before we tell everyone else." You say.
"Okay, but what does figuring things out look like?" Kurt asks.
"A date. How's Friday?"
"I can do Friday." He nods.
"Okay, good, I'll meet you in the foyer at 8?"
"Where are we going?"
"Wherever the night takes us." You shrug.
"How do I dress for that?"
"Something you'll be comfortable in."
"Okay. Friday. 8pm. Now we go back in there and be normal?"
"Yep. Until at least Friday at 9."
"What happens after 9?"
"Depends on how the date's going."
"Cool- you should head back first you've been gone longer." Kurt suggests.
"Good idea. See you in a few." You say leaving the kitchen. You're a little confused on how that all just happened but you're pretty sure you have to thank Logan for that? You're not totally sure why yet, but later, when you're alone with your thoughts and able to dissect this whole evening properly, you'll hopefully understand what the hell just took place.
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#marvel#marvel fanfiction#xmen#xmen nightcrawler#nightcrawler fluff#nightcrawler x reader#nightcrawler#kurt wagner x reader#kurt wagner
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Ghost(oc) and the rest of the command batch(plus their adopted captains) as cadets.
Ghost: Kote, why do you have two soaking wet cadets..?
Kote, who is also soaking wet, holding both Keeli's and Rex's hands: they fell in the ocean.
Ghost: and you're soaked because..?
Kote: I jumped in to the save them.
Ghost: I see.
Ghost, picking up both Keeli and Rex: you poor things, don't worry I'll get you all dried off and warmed up.
Kote: what about me..?
Ghost: there's towels in the 'fresher.
Kote: ...
Wolffe: ...what just happened?
Fox: he, he just left Kote to get his own towel-
Bly: oh my stars... we've been replaced!
Gree: Kote! What have you done?!
Kote: i-i don't know-
Bacara: you should've just let them drown!
Rex, holding Keeli's hand in the middle of the night: Ori'vod, Keeli threw up..
Ghost, sitting up in bed: okay. I'll be there here in a minute.
Alpha-17: ...Ghost, what do you have?
Ghost, who has Rex on his back and is holding Keeli in one arm and a drink in the other: a nutri-smoothie.
Literally all the CCs+CTs (minus Ghost) fighting over something stupid in the barracks.
Ghost: ...
Ghost: SHUT THE KARK UP OR I SWEAR TO GOD
Kote: ...
Wolffe: oh no...
Rex: ... We're dead.
Bacara: I know I don't show it but I love you all.
Ghost, walking back into the barracks: how've my wonderful, strong, brave Kih'vode been while I was doing my stealth training?
Fox: we've been gre-
Ghost: I wasn't talking to you.
Rex & Keeli in unison: Ori'vod!
Ghost: Rex'ika! Keel'ika! My sweet Kih'vode, I missed you!
Fox: ...
Fox: this is your fault.
Kote: I know.
Fox: I used to be his 'precious Kih'vod'...
Kote: I know, Fox.
Fox: but you just had to ruin it.
Kote: (sigh) ...I know.
Jango: uhh, what's going on...?
Ghost, standing completely unfazed as Wolffe bites his right arm and Fox bites his left leg to the point they're drawing blood, Bacara is desperately trying to push Ghost over with the help of Gree, and Cody, Rex, Keeli, and Bly watch from the side.
Alpha-17: training.
Jango: uh-huh..
Alpha-17: don't worry, Ghost is fine.
Jango: why's he just standing like that?
Alpha-17: he's reached the stage where he's questioning the point of life. We're just clones that were made for one purpose and one purpose only. We're made to fight and eventually die, that's all we're good for.
Jango: ...
Alpha-17: don't worry it's normal. He'll get over it in a few days... Probably.
Jango: what?
Alpha-17: nothing.
Ghost, face planting on the floor: ughhhhhh
Kote: you good?
Ghost: nooooo
Wolffe: okay..
Rex, pulling over a blanket and pillow before flopping beside Ghost: cuddle time.
Keeli, joining in with his own pillow and blanket: cuddle time.
Bly: you heard them, cuddle time.
Ghost, muffled by the fact he is still face down on the floor: ... thank you.
Gree: and then-
Ghost: what are you talking about?
Gree: AHHHHHHH
kote: HOLY KARK!
Wolffe: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!??
Ghost, grinning: you'll never know.
Wolffe: AHHHHHHHH
Please let me know if you'd like more :3
Btw sorry if any characters seem out of character, I don't know much about Gree/Bacara specifically.
#tcw#clone trooper#inncorrect quotes#incorrect oc quotes#clone commander cody#marshal commander cody#commander cody#commander wolffe#commander bly#commander gree#commander bacara#marshal commander fox#commander fox#captain rex#captain keeli#alpha 17#jango fett#oc: ghost#Commander Ghost#star wars the clone wars#tcw sw#sw#sw tcw#Star wars
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Just finished Heavenly Tyrant by Xiran Jay Zhou and it was incredible, have many thoughts on Qin Zheng that I must share. Spoilers below the cut (major ones are marked but the post has lots of spoilers so read with caution if you want to avoid)
Ok so he’s such a compelling character. He’s human and idealistic and ruthless and terrifying. He demands to be taken seriously. However I also think that on a conceptual level he is simply so funny. None of these moments are humorous in context but like. You will understand what I mean
featuring such hits as
“No I wasn’t being sexist, I was just literally dying and did Not wanna move thanks very much”
Being so incredibly disappointed that society is somehow more sexist and capitalistic than in his day 200 years ago. Like “aren’t you people better than this? No? You’re gonna get less sexist real fast or I’ll sic my wife on you. The capitalism I will solve myself using her ex-boyfriend’s underground crime networks”
his coronation speech was literally “in my capacity as the legendary god-emperor who founded your country, which I have done through my control of a massive fuck off dragon robot that can and will turbo-murder you, I declare that we WILL be having a communist Revolution whether you like it or not. All power to the people but no I will not resign my position or give up control of my bigass mecha thanks very much”
he simply will Not Think About how his new empress has been married before, kinda. And also her other boyfriend is now his head advisor which isn’t awkward at all, and no he’s not insecure but also anyone to copilot with Zetian had better be a eunuch for Perfectly Reasonable Reasons That Have Nothing To Do With Insecurity
Canonically does not understand dick jokes
he’s the only main character that hasn’t murdered his family so you would think he might be more hinged, and yet is responsible for the massive reign of terror, and is somehow even less hinged than Wu Zetian who has to be the reasonable one (and that is. Saying Something given that Wu Zetian in the last book was the angriest most ruthless character I’ve ever read and now she has to be the comparatively hinged one??)
worryingly literal about “no gods no masters”
and, crucially, the funniest one in my humble opinion:
Less than zero understanding of consent and bodily autonomy UNLESS AND UNTIL he’s actively fucking. Like man learned exactly One Lesson on consent but dude, making sure you have a safeword does not make up for the whole [MASSIVE SPOILER] nonconsensual egg harvesting and foot reconstruction and all that shit! [END SPOILER] Genuinely it’s hilarious to me that he is responsible about getting consent but ONLY about the sex shit and NOTHING ELSE which is arguably the more important shit (especially the you know, less-fake-than-agreed-upon pregnancy, which uh. Should definitely be a joint decision!!)
anyway this book was an experience and I will probably turn around and reread it before I need to return it to the library because I just KNOW theres things I’m not getting because I just wanted to Know What Happened
[HUGE SPOILER FOR END OF THE BOOK] and also the end of the book was just the meme of two astronauts looking at earth with Qin Zheng going “wait it’s all capitalism?” And the Heavenly Court going “always has been” which I will probably make at some point that is not 4am!
#Iron widow#heavenly tyrant#heavenly tyrant spoilers#xiran jay zhao#iron widow spoilers#<- this whole post assumes you’ve read the first book so yeah spoilers for that I guess#qin zheng#Wu Zetian#I have more thoughts on this book but it is four a m and I need rest so they will wait
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Fanfic writer interview
Thank you for the tag @sinvulkt 💙
What fandoms do you write in?
Literally just various Star Wars media atm. The main focus for 2024 was the prequel era, mostly The Clone Wars and some Bad Batch.
How many words have you published in 2024?
172,387 according to my stats. I wrote more than that though, and I still plan on posting and backdating approximately 5 one-shots I wrote in 2024 but never got around to post.
What are your top three fics you’ve written this year?
I despise/love them all equally I guess if I had to choose, I'm still really happy with these three: Wanted, a gift for @omaano in which Dogma gets morning snuggles from Tup and Fives. Idk why this pairing is so rare, they're underrated!! The Meaning Is Ours, the first fic I ever wrote that's entirely original characters, for the 2024 Trans Clone Week. Both Hunter and Prey, my fic for the DinLuke mini bang in which Luke is a vampire and on the hunt for a certain Mandalorian. I just think it's hot sklfjadlksfj.
What was your biggest pit of despair moment?
Oh boy... maybe writing the gift fic for the Star Wars Rare Pairs exchange. It just kept getting longer and longer!! Which, really, I should have probably expected, because among other ships my giftee requested Polybatch with a focus on Echo getting railed and I just couldn't resist, and of course all the Batch members wanted a turn. And the fic kept being a thorn in my eye even after it was posted because people would request another fic based on a flashback scene that's maybe one paragraph long, all without complimenting the 13k I'd already written 😭 like, you really expect me to write more fic for you when you can't even comment on the fic that's already there??? Idk what to tell you but fanfiction writers aren't content machines where you can just press a button that says "Next story, please!"
What have you learned?
That people will love the fics you think are hot garbage and entirely pass by the stories you put a lot of thought and energy into. It's an old lesson but one I have to keep re-learning.
Did you beta any fics? Any faves you want to shout out?
I betaed or cheerread two or three things but I don't know if they've even been posted...
What three fics have you read this year that you love?
I have to admit that I don't read a lot of fanfiction, but these three I've found in my bookmarks: Ready Room by countessofbiscuit, in which Fi and Corr make out - ultra rare pair content from the Republic Commando novels and so sweet and silly (like Fi) and just a tiny bit bittersweet! Nine-Seven by Trudemaethien, with some platonic Sev & Niner. It's just so refreshing to see aroace headcanons finally arriving in fandom. Save an AT-RT (Ride an ARF Trooper) by BilbosMom, WaxerBoil, containing both smut and humor - my favourite combination!!
What ideas are percolating for next year?
Nothing concrete so far. Maybe finish some of the WIPs in my pile, try to write more than one fic for the Codywan First Kiss Bingo so I'll at least get a bingo, and try to write something for the @cloneshiprarepair monthly ships (go check out this event btw, there are some crunchy ships getting served up!). Probably try to sign up for fewer exchanges because I can feel my interest in Star Wars slipping.
No pressure tagging @lesbiankiliel @wolveria @loverboy-havocboy @violentcheese @bilbosmom-belladonna @forloveofcodywan @anxiousotters @five-oh-thirst @the-starry-seas @hastalavistabyebye @theproblemwithstardust @violetjedisylveon @elimaryholmes @rooksunday @ladylucksrogue
#tag game#i've been feeling pretty down about writing and stuff lately but it's normal. it always gets like this during semester break adkfjdsakfl#there's so much cloneshipping here help#and to think in 2023 i was terrified to post my first cloneship fic off anon...
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