#made peace with most of the ppl who were involved with them

[bl00dh0rs3]

the way i have absolutely no business being the way i am

[neon--nightmare]

I've been looking back at your rambles about Fresh again and I wanted to ask for if you have any thoughts about 2.0 and esp about the like, if the threat of potential replacement was real even if 2.0 didn't understand how it worked- because I don't think that realistically "we" the people watching would replace Fresh for having feelings, but I do sometimes wonder if maybe you could interpret future versions of Fresh as... Who knows, maybe 2.0 DID win. Maybe even he was replaced eventually too

OHHH ANON I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ON THIS I HAVE TO CHOP MY REPLY UP INTO TWO POSTS. YOUR BRAIN IS MASSIVE (ALSO AAHH IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME THAT PPL LIKE MY ANALYSIS!!! i love these goobers and their dynamic i need to share them with the world <3)

dude something so genuinely. interestin to me about the idea of 2.0 replacing fresh? nobody else in the multiverse would ever know. he acts the same, looks the same, talks the same, and since he was watchin 1.0 the whole time with the higher ups? he could easily fake having all of fresh’s memories without even breakin a sweat!

it’s never been specified if any other outcodes know about fresh’s whole thing, whether the higher-ups and general ‘creators’ are different in the context of the story or if it’s all just us, and since fresh keeps every single thing, every single ‘vulnerability’ and all facts abt his life that aren’t SICKNASTY COOL RADICAL SWAGGY!!! insanely close to his chest (except for one scenario we know of, pacifrisk + possibly some of those at loveball i don’t have the full logs </3) (p.s. 2.0 called pacifrisk 1.0’s sibling in a mocking way AND IT MAKES ME WAUH :( they were like siblings,,) nobody would just. ever know, unless 2.0 told them directly.

bc 2.0 is such a good actor, it’d take someone intimately familiar and close with 1.0 to spot any of the minuscule differences or cracks in his facade that couldn’t just be chalked up to.. fresh bein fresh, unpredictable and WACKY and weird and ever-changing (tho he’s actually way more predictable than he thinks, when emotions aren’t involved) and that thought makes me CRAZY.

1.0’s worst fears coming true and he takes it all to his grave to be replaced by one of only ones he could truly hate with his limited emotions, a copy of himself. and so the snake eats its own tail and the cycle continues, repeating on and on and on, fresh 3.0, fresh 4.0, the same song and dance of fixing the mistakes of the last before succumbing, messing up in one way or another. 5.0, 6.0, 7.0, 8.0, the metaphorical blood of their predecessors marking every step they take, forced to follow the steps to the letter. be more brutal, more funny, corrupt worlds faster and faster, never, ever stop to rest, or you’ll end up like those before you, waiting for the next wearing your face and name. knowing the limits more than anyone, their gods demanding perfection, no more, no less.

until the last higher-ups get bored, or decide to move onto something, someone new. no peace, no ‘justice,’ no mercy. and so it goes, and so it goes.

anyways since fresh 1.0 has 1990s furbies fresh 2.0 should have a 2006 purple funky furby he takes everywhere especially since the funky furby has a semi similar level of ridiculous rarity that fresh 1.0’s signature kid cuisine furby has IN THIS ESSAY,

(fresh 2.0 2005 furby manifesto under the cut! I'M DOIN IT!! and then it got very sad for him because i got carried away AGAIN uh oh,)

look at this little guy this is 2.0 all over!!!

also the 2005 furbies being made to replace the 1990s furbies once their sales were waning and keep up on current trends (specifically furreal friends at the time!) only to be discontinued and scrapped only a year or two into production.. and most people nowadays remember and love the first though technically less 'advanced' version of the furbies. while 2005s tend to be overlooked by the public at large as just a cliffnote. the metaphors write themselves bro!!!

they're also generally a lot more fragile (mostly based on my little black and white fellow from personal experience) than the original older furbies! their beaks are covered with rubber that degrades and rips very easily over time vs the original yellow plastic beaks, and they can move and stomp their feet vs the nonmoving fabric paws but those also have a tendency to break off! my 2005 boy is missin one of his feet and his beak rubber is gone but i love him..... his name is gizmo (because i was obsessed with both furbies and Gremlins (1984) as a kid) but ANYWAYS,

THE IDEA OF 2.0 actually breakin way more quickly than fresh 1.0 is smth i literally didn't think about until right this second but oh my god that's so compelling to me. idea - he thought he was better, immune to making the same mistakes, tying his self-worth to being BETTER than his predecessor - but when he crashes hard, he absolutely panics. he knows what he has to do, he knows he has to fix himself as fast as possible, he knows his deadline is coming soon and he's going to meet the same fate as the version of himself he gleefully replaced.

but his anxiety and frantic tries to prove he's still useful only make the fact that he's falling apart all the more obvious!! while he tries to push himself harder and harder! while in the weird limbo of refusing to admit to himself how bad his emotions and emotional spiral is becoming, because acknowledging it would open the floodgates and he'd break down completely - plus, look at what happened to 1.0 when he admitted his weakness! but on the other hand, he's struggling for his life to keep going on as if everything is fine in the face of absolute overwhelming terror, sadness felt for the first time, misery, unable to concentrate as his mind is rebelling against him, slipping up and tripping over his words as he tries to put up the image of the perfect parasite he was made to be.

look, see, he's trying! he's fixing it, he's going to make it better! just give him a little more time, please, just a little longer! he can fix it, he can fix himself, he's different, he can fix all the problems he's caused, he just needs a little more time.

should he run? can he ever escape from his creators, those fickle things practically his gods? where in the multiverse can he go that he wouldn't find himself? who would take him in? 2.0 cries for the first time, that day, and it sinks in that there's truly no going back.

some nights, jolting awake, chest heaving, 2.0 swears he can hear the echos of 1.0 laughing at him. fresh was right, after all. 2.0 really wasn't any better than him.

[blue-jisungs]

joseon era prince minhyun who wears matching sets of hanbok with you bcuz he's rly not supposed to be dating u but he doesn't care >:( and he can't do the usual couple things so he likes to have smth that ppl won't catch onto </3

gardening

author's note. i’m so soft for him bye :( i hope u like it zanzan hehe i combined this and this req bc it just?? felt right hehe

yes i used yuls pics but who cares >:)

summary. relaxing with your partner minhyun in your garden <3

word count. 673

minhyun never really enjoyed gardening. sure, he loved the way various plants adorned his garden, creating a palette of colors that was within reach. however, he didn’t feel the urge to understand the mechanics of flowers not get dirty because of the ground and bugs.

that was until he met you.

minhyun looked for every occasion to get closer to you and even after dating, he’d look for every opportunity. as a noble person he shouldn’t be dating you and you neither – your families wouldn’t approve it because your parents didn’t fancy his parents. and minhyun’s parents had already planned who they want to be his son’s wife.

but he didn’t care.

because of that you had to restrict going out to public and doing the usual lovey-dovey stuff. at times, you envied the other couples.

but for most of the time, you didn’t mind. it was minhyun after all.

he adored wearing matching hanboks with you. “accidentally” bumping onto each other in the streets only to see that he wore a purple hanbok, just like you, made your heart flatter. sometimes, it’d be not on purpose and you’d snicker upon seeing his eyes widen in shock. another time, minhyun would send you a letter saying that you two should wear a hanbok in for example, green color. it seemed like such a small thing but you adored that.

that’s why you two found yourself tucked in the safety of your garden.

at first, you would just hang out there to keep hidden from the public eye. then, minhyun got involved with the way you take care of the flowers.

you treated them so gently, as if made out of the finest china. dozing water so they don’t have too little but also! not too much. trimming the leaves with precision left him speechless… or even when you weren’t afraid of dirt and got on your knees to pull out weeds.

eventually, he got invested too. you taught him all the basics and you two studied the language of flowers together.

“it’s just so beautiful today, isn’t it? the breeze is fresh and the sun is warm” you said, taking a deep breath. the mixture of flowers’ scents filled your lungs.

“mhm” minhyun hummed lazily, putting down his book and resting it on his chest. he was laying down on the ground, next to where you watered the peonies. he let the sunlight shine on his face, soaking his skin. squinting his eyes a bit, his ebony gaze found you and a smile subconsciously creeped on his lips.

“i just hope the flowers won’t dry. i shouldn’t be watering them in such weather but it’s not that awful” you continued your small ramble and noticed a small, yellow butterfly skipping over the petals. halting your movements, you followed its route.

the birds chirping in the background were even more beautiful than the sounds of haegum, your heart feeling at ease. it was so peaceful.

“we should plant some forget-me-nots in your garden, darling” you announced and turned around, the breeze tickling your skin. eyes meeting with dozing off minhyun, you snickered.

suddenly, the butterfly approached him. first, it circled around his book only to end up resting on his nose.

you gasped softly at the cute sight. you wished you could capture this moment somehow yet you were sure that this sight will be engraved in your memories forever.

minhyun scrunched his brows.

“it’s ticklish…” he muttered and opened his eyes. letting out a confused mph? when his eyes met with the butterfly, he just rested his eyelids again and began to fall back into slumber.

“let me just finish this bush and i shall nap with you, dear” you whispered, more to yourself than your significant other.

now minhyun’s soft snores added another chorus to the bird choir but you didn’t mind. listening to the tender melody you enjoyed the sun on your skin, breeze in your hair, the sweet smell of flowers and the feeling of warmth spreading in your heart.

masterlist <3

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[golbrocklovely]

Ignoring the rest of the fandom, are you gonna do an analysis of the parts of the video you found interesting? Because that would be super interesting to read/hear as usually you give very good analysis of things and I'd be super interested to hear what parts interested you the most.

these might be a bit out of place compared to the podcast, but here are some parts that stuck out to me.

also omg this became so long so... grab a snack or something lol

i think it was really telling, and also interesting, to hear about sam's dad and how involved he was with snc and their careers early on. first off, his dad retiring at 47 is crazy, so clearly he was business savvy man and i'm glad to hear how much he helped the boys in the beginning and made sure to really help navigate them. the telling part to all of this is the fact that one of my assumption for the longest time was that colby's family (not his mom, but everyone else - especially his dad) were not as supportive. and this was kinda proof of it. i think they both have relatively conservative families, but colby's is clearly more conservative than sam's. bc if you saw your son being passionate about something and instead of being supportive, you kinda shoot him down - even tho he is finding success and making money from it - you come across like a bad parent in my eyes. it's one thing to be concerned, of course. but it's another thing to be discouraging.

i always had a feeling his family wasn't supportive, given the fact he never even mentions his family besides his mom and occasionally his brother, but this really nailed it on the head for me. it really brings me back to when snc hit some high number of subs, like 6 mil or more, and colby's dad texted him something like "6 mil. that's cool." or something extremely vague like that. and i'm like…… you wanna try to sound a little enthused there, pops??? lol

them, in general, talking about the bts-business stuff was honestly really intriguing to me. bc i've always wondered what happens on the back end of their content, since they never really talk about it. hearing them have adsense taken away from them bc they signed to a shady mcm is so surprising bc they have never mentioned that before. and it honestly makes me wonder if that was why they started their separate channels. i think they had mentioned years ago that they made their personal channels bc they wanted to make content that was outside the snc brand or that just wouldn't have fit on there, so i wonder if part of that was due to not having as much adsense for so long and just needing another avenue to gain money.

i think something else that i thought was cool to hear about was the beginning stages of their confidence journey back when they were in hs. it's an interesting conversation to be had that they (and probably many other guys) grew their social confidence thru disturbing the peace or getting girls' numbers and things of that nature but then comparing that to how girls gain confidence. bc i was the same way as them growing - i was shy, introverted, and socially awkward. and i just feel like all of those things that they claimed to do: the pranks, the "go game", things of that nature, that wouldn't have led me to being more confident. that would have just made me feel foolish, or even less social. but that's also, i think, just my general demeanor anyway. i wish they would have went a little more in depth when asked "why were you so introverted" or however the interviewer put it. bc that would have been a really interesting conversation. too bad they didn't stay on that too long.

like @xplrvibes mentioned, the anxiety conversation really just showed the difference between sam who has situational/occasional anxiety vs colby who (most likely, but i'm no doctor) has an anxiety disorder. to say your most confident was at 15 and you have to continue to stretch your social muscles…. that's not how """"normal"""" ppl work. but i get colby truly. it makes sense why he is a bit of a recluse sometimes or likes his alone time. i think this also weirdly shows that colby, while introverted/a loner naturally, can make friends easily vs sam, who likes to be around others, interestingly can't make friends all too well. or at least comes across awkwardly (by his own admission).

i liked their in depth talk about the killing best friend prank bc they haven't talked about it in years. i vividly remember when that happened and i was so shocked by the idea of it that i didn't watch it and it was before i was even a fan of them. still to this day haven't seen the whole thing. but it was nice to hear sam admit that he was in on it, even tho i know in years past he said the same thing. but so many ppl still believe he wasn't… idk. i personally think he was. plus he literally admitted he taught himself to cry (which… sounds very sociopathic, but i digress lol).

i saw a couple ppl freak out on them for saying that "if we did the following fat ppl vine now, it probably wouldn't be as much of an issue" which… is literally not what they said, but is what ppl claim they were saying. but i get what snc actually meant, which is that if they were starting out again, today, at the age they were all the way back in the day - no one would care about them the same way they have in the past. the pr stunts that they have done over the years that surprisingly worked would most likely not now. i think in a way they would get lost in the shuffle of other content creators. but part of that also is bc of what trends now vs what used to be new and exciting back then. but it is worth noting how many times things have worked out for snc in the end. xplr gods might actually be on their side after all lol

even tho i know snc have kinda done it et nauseum at this point, i do find the topic of the conjuring house interesting. especially since they made this whole spectacle about it bts to friends and really wanted other ppl's opinions on it and what they captured. and i think that, regardless of how you feel about snc or cody and satori, shows that snc really do believe what happened there and were extremely moved by it. that was obvious on camera as well, but i think it's sweet in a way how excited they were and still are about what they experienced there, whether it was technically real or not. i wish there was a way they could talk about it without debunkers losing their minds.

okay so there is a part where snc are talking about the devil's rocking chair, and colby let's slip that he felt like there was a voice telling him to stay in the chair longer…….. and i just need everyone to know that i hate when colby doesn't say that shit while it's happen and instead holds onto it for years and then casually says "oh yeah btw". like???? his empathic nature towards spirits and whatnot is so fascinating to me and i direly need to to explore that more, especially when snc have made it known that they want to work with less equipment/be more open.

the one thing i will fault these two guys interviewing snc for is when they got onto the topic of colby's cancer, colby alluded to there being some underlying trauma when it came to his cancer. that going thru chemo was fine during, but has caused trauma down the line. and like, i would love to know what he means by that. bc a lot of the time, when he talks about this, he alludes to there being something right under the surface, but no one ever presses him on it. of course, i get why some wouldn't do that, but i am genuinely curious. especially since colby always leads with "guys, it surprisingly wasn't that bad. and i'm doing a-okay now" which… hey that's great, but feels not quite right. i pray that colby took time to just, idk, cry or freak out or get angry - SOME FORM of emotion that wasn't just calm, cool, collected. it's great he was optimistic and kept his head up the whole time. that's fantastic. but i worry he's not allowing himself to feel everything fully. and you know, maybe a podcast isn't the place to do that on, sure; but i hope he's done it on his own time.

i think the final thing i want to say that i found interesting is the discussion they had about productivity. imma be honest, i'm very concerned in the long run as to how things are gonna work out for them. bc you have colby who clearly wants a break and needs one at some point, and then you have sam who feels like shit if he's NOT working. that at one point he felt like it was his purpose to work and without working, he didn't have one. and i get they have found a "balance" or so they say on that, but i just feel like in the long run if sam doesn't calm the fuck down on working constantly, he's gonna burn the both of them out. also everything he was talking about when it came to productivity and having that tied to how he feels about himself and whatnot… he sounded like he was about to have a break down or something. he sounded neurotic, and honestly i'm concerned for sam. also measuring every action you do in whether it's productive or not or HOW it's product and to what… dear god, just go to therapy. holy shit.

okay. i think that was everything. sorry this was super long, but hopefully that makes up for me taking like two days to respond lol

[missr3n3]

My brain needs to shut up, I'm now associating Peter with the songs: Let Her Go - The Passenger || Circles - Hollywood Undead || Better Than This - Set it Off. They fit so well with his journey ughhhhh

Sooo, let's just say hypothetically, someone were to do a crossover with CDTA + RR, would you allow it?

And finally, hit me with an obscure fact about the cast from CDTA and Rotten Roots!!

Okay, bye now (can you tell that I like sending you random thoughts and questions?)

absolutely! im rly not to picky about how ppl interact with cdta honestly lol. though it would be interesting if the timeline factored into the story, since peter would b in his late 40s and sarah in her early 50s by 2009!

i'll start with rotten roots for obscure facts, n then put cdta's cast under a read more bc it's a lot bigger lol

sarah - she's absolutely atrocious at dancing, since all she ever learned to do was line dances to only the honkiest of tonk country songs 😔

peter - the one thing he actually remembered correctly about sarah's preferences is that she did like it when he wore white. she specifically complimented him on the white suit he wore to the company mixer n that still affects his outfit choices even after the Easter Incident

officer wong - she's the only non-rich member of the peace cult/christmas rejects, and got into the organization due to her connection with law enforcement being beneficial

norman - he hasn't actually told any of the other cult members that he killed his wife/peter's mom for cheating on him, since that's not ~technically~ illegal, and thus not a valid reason for their. thing.

isabelle - she's one of those people who, despite coming from an affluent background, deeply longs to be a part of the counter culture, in her case manifesting as an infatuation with hippie aesthetics. thus her extremely long hair and floral dresses

steve - i think out of everyone in the peace cult (that showed up in the christmas special anyway), he's the most purely sadistic. everyone else can as least somewhat mental gymnastics their way into justifying their cruelty, but steve just thinks hurting ppl is a fun game.

ok cdta facts lightening round:

isaac - though he's no stranger to piercings, he doesn't have any tattoos bc he doesn't think he has the pain tolerance for it

joshua - he named the rabbit plush madeline gave him Lynnie after his mom marilyn, though you couldn't get him to admit this out loud even through torture lol

jessie - she has an orange cat named sunny

madeline - she has a tumblr account and is mutuals with delilah, though neither of them are aware of this since delilah doesn't make her status as a cael devil known online

leah - she originally made the youtube channel that would become red dragon project to make death note youtube poops

sam - he's green-red colorblind

delilah - though she has a tumblr, she's much more active on reddit (because she's constantly getting into petty arguments in the comments lol)

luce - he does have a mouth even though it's only visible sometimes, and when he does open it he has 6 rows of teeth :)

cairyx - his human form alias is caleb stone

elijah - a lot of alcohol was involved the night he got his tribal tattoo

cassandra - she gets name dropped as "editor cassie" in some of elijjah's videos, which has led to her having a little bit of a fanbase of her own

anyway hope u didn't mind another essay response lol. n thank you for the music recommendations!

[hickeygender]

my star wars opinions and a lengthy explanation of my dislike for die-hard jedi apologists

if you don't agree with these, that's okay! you can follow, but don't expect me to change any of my views bc i've held these stances for years at this point.

my main opinions: the sith are worse than the jedi, order 66 was bad, the republic sucked shit but was better than the empire for a while, the separatists had the right to secede from the corruption of the republic in theory but in execution they were both 1) brutal and 2) sith-infested and therefore worse than the republic, mando clones is a fun headcanon, the children of the watch aren't a cult at least up to s3 (haven't watched it bc the s2 finale pissed me off), and anakin was ultimately responsible for his own fall but his actions didn't occur in a vacuum and were due in some small part to an absence of open communication on all fronts, a lack of support, and the jedi allowing palpatine to spend time around him as a child (and the council asking anakin to spy on him).

finally, i dislike hardline jedi apologists for reasons i will explain under the cut, and despite me being a mandalorian enthusiast (save for the kryzes and new mandalorians), i enjoy the jedi as well and totally reject the jedi-fan-vs-mando-fan false dichotomy. i'm going into a lot of detail below bc this is the most widely held belief i don't vibe with in the fandom. feel free to ignore the following if you don't want to hear my ramblings on the jedi!

so my personal stance on the jedi apologism thing is that i disagree, but i can see where they're coming from bc that used to be me. around the time of my blog's creation in 2020, i was mutuals with ppl who held those beliefs. i agreed almost entirely with them and followed basically all of the BNF blogs that i've now either blocked or been blocked by as of writing this.

anyway, the more i interacted with the apologists, the more i found myself disagreeing with some of their opinions as time passed. i found them brushing aside criticisms that i thought deserved to be addressed e.g. the jedi's involvement in the GAR and the ensuing exploitation of the clones. then after mando s1 came out, i started getting into legends mando content and enjoyed their particular flavor of moral complexity a bit more, partially due to the fact that there's very little mando apologism and black-and-white takes on them in comparison to the overwhelming amount of jedi apologists, which i had already started to view as overly simplistic.

that said, obi-wan is my absolute favorite character, and that held true even after i started having gripes with the apologism crowd. i like cal kestis a lot too, as well as ahsoka. i loved these characters who were good individuals and also jedi, and so i felt that the order had to be wholly good to create such people. but the order was chained to the corrupt senate, which was the beating, rotten heart of the republic. they inacted its will, got sucked into its war despite holding peace as a main principle of their belief system, commanded an army of clones viewed as no more than property by both the kaminoans and the republic, and then gave into political pressure to expel ahsoka from the order after she was framed for the bombing.

all of these actions are hypocritical at best and horrifying at worst. the jedi undoubtedly fucked up in canon, without even taking legends into account. they were founded on noble ideals and did a lot of good in the universe, but they were dragged down by the republic and ultimately destroyed because palpatine recognized their weakness was being tied to the republic and he made it even worse through his political machinations. they did not deserve order 66, and order 66 wasn't necessary to restore balance, but they weren't faultless paragons of virtue with no control over the universe or the republic, either. they had enough clout to fix some of their mistakes or at least attempt to atone for them, but they ignored these options and continued upholding the republic's immoral status quo.

individual jedi could be good, they could be great, even! that said, they were often constrained not by their code, but by the fact that they had become bound to the senate and in a bad spot politically with the public. they were quite literally between a rock and a hard place, but being in a tough situation doesn't absolve them of their culpability.

in conclusion, the jedi were flawed to a degree, and anyone who doesn't believe that probably won't like my blog. thank you for coming to my ted talk ❤️

[dearweirdme]

taehyung is using taekook as a cover for taennie, and i'm not trying to say that he's using a gay relationship to hide a straight one, cause that's just stupid.

but let me walk you through this, over years tae's core fanbase has grown to be full of taekookers, and young y/n wannabes who think they have a shot with him one day, and those ones don't think he's gay and dating any member (not even jungkook) but they're comforted by the idea that ppl believe that tae might be dating a bts member because it means he's not dating a woman.

ok, so that's tae's fans. or at least most of them cause there's still normal ones who aren't avid believers that tae is romantically involved with any member, nor are they expecting themselves to date him one day, and are just kinda going with the flow and if he announces a partner one day (man or woman) they'll be happy for him.

tae starts dating jennie, and he's mostly keeping their relationship under wraps, until their photos gets leaked online by a supposed hacker(?) who got into jennie's phone. it blows up all over the internet and tae probably freaks out because his privacy was invaded. but as he watched the reactions and he sees that his fans denied it all and said that those were edits, he realizes that his fans got his back, and no matter what he does, they'll never believe him and jennie are actually dating. he won't lose his fans for dating after all!! cause they don't even believe it!!

taennie keep their relationship under wraps for a few more months but still wear cute couple necklaces that (again) tae's fans debunk as just mere accessories that don't have any deeper meaning. even though both jennie and tae have been wearing those necklaces for weeks, so it obviously means something to both of them individually. and seeing they're already rumored to be dating each other... it's not hard to put 2 + 2 together.

people start catching up on the couple necklaces and tae notices but he knows that if he distracts his fans with something he knows they'd like to hear about (aka jungkook) he has nothing to worry about. he does this for months, knowing very that his and jennie's rs isn't taken seriously because his fans think he's dating jungkook and are doing all the debunking for him.

so what do we have here? a taehyung who knows he can live his life with his gf in peace knowing his fans have his back and will deny anything sus him and jennie ever do, so he gets to have the best of both worlds.

until they get caught in paris, and the reactions are fucking crazy. taehyung's fans are doing absolutely everything in their power to debunk it, from cosplayer to PR narratives they tried it all, and it worked for the most part, in keeping his core fans still skeptical, and those are the ones whose reactions matter to taehyung, cause if those ones are disappointed in him and they leave he loses their support, and he doesn't want that.

so he comes back to korea to reward his fans by giving them another bone that keeps their faith in him going strong and they themselves know that their reward is coming, it's why they don't care about any taennie rumors, because they know taehyung will come to "prove everyone wrong".

taehyung can't be using taennie as a cover for taekook when taekookers were so sure that him and jk made their relationship official on the movie premiere day. he can't be using taennie as a cover while still being loud as hell about jungkook, and it's even more suspicious that jungkook isn't reciprocating the loud gestures. jungkook's latest live is the happiest we've seen him in a while, he can't be that happy while knowing his boyfriend is publicly dating someone else. he looked sad for months when him and tae were still "free" to do whatever they wanted without a third party in the picture, but as soon as he's publicly shoved in the closet again he's... happy?? weird.

i know you might not even reply to this, and if you do you'll most likely still disagree with me cause i know it's not that easy to change a shipper's mind on something they believed in for years. but i still felt like i should at least try to make you see things from a different angle, especially because none of us knows anything for sure and my explanation seems the most plausible, at least to me. taekook don't have to kiss in front of everyone to give tkkrs reasons to ship them, tkkrs already ship them based on things that are very much platonic but are seen from a romantic lens. taehyung knows that just a mere mention of jungkook online is enough to keep his fans happy and loyal to him, he's not queer-baiting, he's giving his fans what they want, and he knows that as long as he does this they'll keep believing he's not really dating jennie and will do all the hiding on his behalf. tae can go skinnydip with jennie right now in jeju island, and his fans will still debunk it because he mentioned jungkook on weverse yesterday, so it's obvious to them where his heart really lies.

Oh anon, your version of Taehyung is so different from my version of Taehyung. My Tae is strong and self assured, while yours is weak and cowering. No wonder we won't agree.

taehyung is using taekook as a cover for taennie, and i'm not trying to say that he's using a gay relationship to hide a straight one, cause that's just stupid.

Oh, I know you don't want to say that, because you do know it's stupid. You are trying very hard to say that Tae is mentioning Jk as much as he does, because he knows Army loves to see members interact, and if you'd just left it at that.. I might've agreed to some point, but you didn't... so let me walk trough your message with you.

but let me walk you through this, over years tae's core fanbase has grown to be full of taekookers, and young y/n wannabes who think they have a shot with him one day, and those ones don't think he's gay and dating any member (not even jungkook) but they're comforted by the idea that ppl believe that tae might be dating a bts member because it means he's not dating a woman.

This is you specifically pointing out that a huge part (according to you most, but I'm not sure that's correct) of Tae's fandom believes he is with Jk, or wants people to believe he is with Jk. This part believes Tae is queer.

tae starts dating jennie, and he's mostly keeping their relationship under wraps, until their photos gets leaked online by a supposed hacker(?) who got into jennie's phone. it blows up all over the internet and tae probably freaks out because his privacy was invaded. but as he watched the reactions and he sees that his fans denied it all and said that those were edits, he realizes that his fans got his back, and no matter what he does, they'll never believe him and jennie are actually dating. he won't lose his fans for dating after all!! cause they don't even believe it!!

How is 'fans not believing what he does' them having his back? Why would Tae be happy and relieved because of that? Is Tae really that weak in your eyes? Does Tae not call out people if he doesn't like what he sees? And you are actually stating (although not directly) that Tae sees it as a positive that the part of his fandom that believes he is with Jk (who believe he is queer) debunks his relationship with Jennie. Taekook against Taennie. "And no matter what he does, they'll never believe him and Jennie are actually dating" I cannot believe Tae would think that a good thing. Tae is proud, if he is in a relationship... he will be proud and behavior like that would hurt him. What you are still implying, even though you don't want to, is that Tae is relieved that people believe in Taekook and therefore don't believe in Taennie.

taennie keep their relationship under wraps for a few more months but still wear cute couple necklaces that (again) tae's fans debunk as just mere accessories that don't have any deeper meaning. even though both jennie and tae have been wearing those necklaces for weeks, so it obviously means something to both of them individually. and seeing they're already rumored to be dating each other... it's not hard to put 2 + 2 together.

Yeah, yeah...

people start catching up on the couple necklaces and tae notices but he knows that if he distracts his fans with something he knows they'd like to hear about (aka jungkook) he has nothing to worry about. he does this for months, knowing very that his and jennie's rs isn't taken seriously because his fans think he's dating jungkook and are doing all the debunking for him.

You know what would be a real simple and effective way to shut down those rumors that apparently give them anxiety... stop wearing the jewelry! Way more effective than using a rumored queer in-band relationship. Which again you are pointing out while not wanting to do so: "knowing very that his and jennie's rs isn't taken seriously because his fans think he's dating jungkook and are doing all the debunking for him." I don't know what to tell you anon, you are saying that Tae is knowingly using Taekook (the queer relationship, not the friend kind) to cover up Taennie.

so what do we have here? a taehyung who knows he can live his life with his gf in peace knowing his fans have his back and will deny anything sus him and jennie ever do, so he gets to have the best of both worlds.

Sigh, I'm quite sure at this point that you are not a Tae fan and you haven't even looked into him much. Something about this makes you feel comforted I'm sure... I can't really pinpoint what it must be, but it is far off from how I see things.

until they get caught in paris, and the reactions are fucking crazy. taehyung's fans are doing absolutely everything in their power to debunk it, from cosplayer to PR narratives they tried it all, and it worked for the most part, in keeping his core fans still skeptical, and those are the ones whose reactions matter to taehyung, cause if those ones are disappointed in him and they leave he loses their support, and he doesn't want that.

So, he doesn't actually care about a real connection with Army... he's only needs them to stay? Everything for fame and fortune? Not caring about people connecting Jk to queer rumors as well, not caring about Jimin getting shit, not caring about Jennie getting dragged? Only wanting to feel safe in his straight relationship, while being saved from discovery by fans believing in his queer one?

so he comes back to korea to reward his fans by giving them another bone that keeps their faith in him going strong and they themselves know that their reward is coming, it's why they don't care about any taennie rumors, because they know taehyung will come to "prove everyone wrong".

Again you pointing out Tae feeling safe because fans believe in his queer rumored relationship, Taekook.

taehyung can't be using taennie as a cover for taekook when taekookers were so sure that him and jk made their relationship official on the movie premiere day.

Not me!

he can't be using taennie as a cover while still being loud as hell about jungkook, and it's even more suspicious that jungkook isn't reciprocating the loud gestures.

Also not me!

jungkook's latest live is the happiest we've seen him in a while, he can't be that happy while knowing his boyfriend is publicly dating someone else. he looked sad for months when him and tae were still "free" to do whatever they wanted without a third party in the picture, but as soon as he's publicly shoved in the closet again he's... happy?? weird.

I don't think Jk looked sad for months. Some instances perhaps, but this is a very unsure time for BTS as a whole. They have to say goodbye to each other for a long period of time, going solo is very different from what they are used to... Jk might be worried, but there's plenty of reasons for him to be... it doesn't have to be his relationship with Tae (why am I explaining this... you don't even think it's real... why are you pointing this out? You are connecting Jk being sad to Tae.. that's not me.) Tae was almost on his way back when Jk did his live... seems a great reason for him to be happy to me.

cause i know it's not that easy to change a shipper's mind on something they believed in for years. but i still felt like i should at least try to make you see things from a different angle, especially because none of us knows anything for sure and my explanation seems the most plausible, at least to me.

I don't need a savior anon. If you've followed my blog you would have noticed that I do leave room for discussion and I do change my mind when a solid reason is presented to me. I need sound reasoning though and your reasoning is faulty. It took me no time to shoot holes in it. I'm fine with people disagreeing. I like having conversations with people from all sides of fandom. What I do have trouble with is people blaming Tae and people misconstruing his character when he has fought so hard to get where he is now.

To summarize, You admit that Tae knows a huge part of his fandom blieves in Taekook. You admit that he utilizes that to divert attention from him and Jennie. You admit that it the outcome he wants. "he's giving his fans what they want, and he knows that as long as he does this they'll keep believing he's not really dating jennie and will do all the hiding on his behalf. tae can go skinnydip with jennie right now in jeju island, and his fans will still debunk it because he mentioned jungkook on weverse yesterday, so it's obvious to them where his heart really lies." You might not want to say that he's using a queer ship to cover up a straight one, but you defintely are.

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Legend of Korra S4 Thoughts

It’s almost 2 AM but I’m jotting down my tired thoughts about s4

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Overall I thought it was a pretty good season. Some aspects are a little shaky but overall it was a pretty strong season

I think kuvira was a good antagonist. Her stepping up to take power after korra left is a really good follow up to s3. I think the way she contrasts zaheer in the ways they think the world should be without an avatar was interesting. With zaheer wanting chaos and kuvira being on the other end of the spectrum with full control with her straight up being a fascist.

I think the way she will sacrifice everyone and everything to reach her goal made her more intimidating too. She contrasts to zaheer who did you force to reach his goal but mostly carefully planned his steps and did it with a smaller team with less casualties and damage. Kuvira does a lot with force. She does plan but most of her plans involve showing the power she has in numbers and technology or just her own strength.

I don’t like how they tried to sorta make you sympathize with her (sympathize? idk if this is the right word. understand her?). She straight up had labor camps and “re-education” camps. She captured non earth kingdom citizens and put them there. I think the parallels to her and a fascist regime aren’t subtle so it’s a bit weird to be at the end like “oh she did this because she was scared and wanted control”

I feel like hama or jet are more sympathetic in their need for control after experiencing trauma and that leading to them hurting others. I think because of the scale and damage of what kuvira did made me just not feel sympathetic to her. I think also bcuz she also had a family in the beifongs too where as jet and hama lost everything.

I think the use of spirit powers was also kinda meh. This is a problem to the whole of korra but turning spirits and spiritual powers into raw power was not a good move. Spirits and spirituality in alta was more about personal growth and connecting with nature. It had basis in an actual philosophy. They kinda had that with korra reconnecting with herself but really pushed it more into spirit energy is raw power.

I’m a little conflicted though bcuz I think the spirit laser thing is sorta a good idea. It introduces nukes and nuclear energy into the avatar universe and I think that’s an interesting idea but I think it falls flat bcuz it uses spirit energy to do that so idk.

I liked korra in this season. The way they continue her arc that started in season one and fleshed her out and matured her more is good. The way they dive into the trauma she’s endured in the past seasons. I think it’s able to give those scenes more weight. I think it also shows how korra has gone through so much in such a short time and gives her and the audience time to process it a bit more.

Idk how I feel about the message of korra needing to go through trauma to grow. I can see what they were going for. Using your experience even bad ones to grow is good. Getting stuck and learning nothing will leave you stuck. I like that it’s both talked about and shown with how korra just leaves and is unable to fully heal for a good while.

I don’t think she needed to experience trauma for that though. I don’t really think anyone should go through trauma. I feel like if they expressed it more like “I hate what happened to me. It really sucks and hurt me in a way that changed me, but I’m glad I was able to overcome it and grow from it. I changed for the better rather than the worst” or something along those lines. Idk

I do like that scene with zaheer. It was interesting to see him especially since he actually decides to help korra. Zaheer was always interesting bcuz of that the way he actually sits and talks with ppl and does things in a peaceful way despite how ruthless he is. I kinda wish we had a bit more time with him especially with him as a teacher for korra.

I think the characters and their arcs are pretty interesting this season. I’m glad we got to see varrick and zhu li again. They’re both great and seeing more of them is always good. I actually liked mako this season. He felt more like a side character with his arc with wu but it was good to see him.

Also side tangent wu and mako had more chemistry for me than korra and mako despite how much the writers really tried to push them in s1 and s2 lol

Anyways. Some of the characters did fall a bit flat. I love asami but she also sorta felt like a side character. I might write more about asami in another post since I have thoughts but I’m tired lol. I also like bolín but he’s always great

That clip show episode was kinda meh. The best part was varrick and bolin since that phone scene with all the antagonists was really funny. But honestly I wish they could have cut it but it was probably there for budget reason so cest la vie

I might have more thoughts but that’s for tmrw lol. Overall I’d rate s4 an 7.5/10

[fushigowo]

𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐍 | 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

╰┈➤ devil!sukuna x angel!reader

╰┈➤ synopsis: it’s forbidden for angels to give in to lust and temptation. yet you were willing to break those rules to profess your love for a devil. what your dearest love can also be your dearest sin.

╰┈➤ warnings: religious themes, suggestive themes, profanity, objectification, voyeurism, corruption kink, manipulation, degrading language, mean to soft sukuna, lovesick sukuna, fluff (??), passionate sukuna, no smut yet but it will come in the next part, it only involves the plot for now :>

╰┈➤ a/n: thank youu all so muchh for the reblogs, comments, and likes/notes i’ve been getting from the previous fics i’ve posted!! it really gives me motivation knowing that ppl here like what i write :'> i’ll try to write and post as much as i can!! y’all are the best <3 also, i’m thinking of making a taglist so if anyone wanna join, just ask me or send me a message!! :> i can’t believe this took me two weeks to finish (⊙_◎)

╰┈➤ PART I ➸ PART II

Ryōmen Sukuna loathes your existence. 

The odd thing about this is that angels are not supposed to feel hatred, especially for fellow angels. Yet here he is, trying to control his emotions despite it being stronger than him to fight. Ryōmen Sukuna tells himself that you are the problem for creating such hatred in him. Well, not just hatred. He knows it’s not just hatred but lust, temptation, and the feeling of corruption creeping through his immortal being. 

And it’s all your fault.

His downfall is your fault and he’d make you pay for it. Even it takes him to become one with hell, he’ll make you pay for it.

Heaven might be a paradise yet the forest is your safe haven. The rustling of the leaves and branches made by the chilly breeze of the spring forest along with the gaps of sunlight from the trees and bubbling streams has become your favorite music that nature could ever create. With your care and frequent visit, life in this forest has been filled with nothing but peace.

However, peace doesn’t even begin to explain how much you consider this forest as a paradise more than Heaven because of him. 

The man with light pink hair and a bright smile that could light up the entire woods, even Hell itself could be lit up by the charming smile of your mortal friend. Though your kind is not supposed to associate themselves with mortal beings, you couldn’t help but befriend this special one.

Every time you went to the forest, he’d be there to greet you with a warm smile that could make the flowers bloom in the middle of winter, as if it’s springtime once again. You never had a friend like him back in Heaven and it’s making you think about how mortals should be considered as angels because of how gentle and good they are. Well, you didn’t think of it much when your friend, Yuuji, told you about other mortals being… evil and he didn’t even bother sugarcoating it.

Yuuji told you the evilness of mortals to be rather descriptive than necessary. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared and that was the first time you saw him become so serious when talking about something. 

There is no evil without the existence of humanity, he says in the most grim way possible that sent shivers down your spine and angel wings. Then, his face went from serious to being cheery once again. 

Sometimes you wonder what kind of bad side Yuuji has. Despite being a pure and holy being from Heaven, you know that humans aren’t pure in their own ways. They are good but also not, they are bad but also not. They are beings who balance both good and bad, light and darkness, and you think it’s a rather good thing for them to balance two aspects of life. However, when it comes to dying, there are no places for both evil and good. There are only Heaven and Hell. If one can repent from their sins or pass judgment from God, they can enter the gates of Heaven where paradise finally awaits. You don’t have much knowledge when it comes to Hell and you don’t want to know about it. You are a child of God; one who does not associate with the idea of Hell or the devil.

Despite Yuuji’s warm personality, he had made you realize things about mortals. He told you that some mortals do things for their own interests, which often results to selfishness; he told you that most mortals are corrupt in some ways; and he even told you that there are mortals that don’t even believe there is a God. At first you think Yuuji was saying a bunch of absurdity yet he is not the type of person who jokes about this stuff. He doesn’t find it amusing every time he talks about the impurity of mortals. It is only God who watches everything from above. Angels only guide souls to their journey to the afterlife and to Heaven. God is the only one who can judge and yet you’re starting to think that no human could ever be so pure to enter the gates of Heaven.

“Y/N! Look!” Yuuji calls out. 

“What is it?” you ask as you hide behind the bushes with him. 

“It’s a stag,” he replies like his eyes are sparkling. “It’s so pretty!” 

You flash the man a smile to agree with his statement.

The two of you adores the scenery of the forest being enchanting as ever. With the sunlight radiating the woods through the gaps of leaves from the trees and the sounds of streams echoing around the tranquil landscape, it made you think about how romantic the scene is around you and Yuuji. Whenever Yuuji smiles, you can’t help but compare his beauty to the first bloom of snowdrops in spring; how a single change can make a scenery so majestic. 

You chuckle at yourself, thinking that you don’t make sense every time you think about Yuuji. 

Perhaps humans don’t make sense when they are in love. The only problem is… I’m no human.

You couldn’t recall how long you and Yuuji had been spending time together. Time flies by so fast that you had lost count. It’s out of your mind right now since whenever you try to remember the first time you and Yuuji had met in the forest, your thoughts would always be filled with Yuuji and it’s him alone that you could think of.

However, your feelings for Yuuji is unacceptable. The both of you are from different worlds; for you are a spirit from Heaven and he is a mortal from Earth. As much as you want to confess your deep emotions for him, you can’t bring yourself to do such absurdity. You don’t even know if Yuuji would reciprocate your feelings. If he did reject you, he would do it in the nicest way possible. But you can’t shrug off the feeling of pain stinging inside your chest at only the thought of Yuuji rejecting your feelings for him. The only thing you could do right now is to repress your emotions until you are ready to confess your feelings for him. 

Yuuji is the warmest person you’ve ever met, that he could be compared to the first glimpse of sunlight at a new day. Of course, if he rejected you, it would break your heart into bits until your soul is full of darkness and the world from your point of view would become so bleak. 

Itadori Yuuji would be your biggest heartbreak.

Ryōmen Sukuna thinks you’re so easy. 

Itadori Yuuji is a persona or a façade made solely for you in order to have you in Sukuna’s grasp. It sickens him how he has to act all warm and lively towards someone like you and yet he thinks it’s not for naught. Sukuna can notice your infatuated state towards him and he thinks of how amusing you are when you’re trying your best to make Yuuji think that you’re pretty. Despite Itadori Yuuji and Ryōmen Sukuna being two different personas, they both share the same minds. They both think of how easy you can be corrupted; how easy you are as a target for demons; and how guillable and naïve you are. 

How pathetic can she be to be easily swayed by words full of lies.

The devil is the embodiment of every evil thing and the nemesis of good and virtue. Of course, he knows to himself that he is not keeping you company because he likes you. Sukuna finds the idea of falling in love with your kind disgusting and depraved. One of the reasons why he wanted to fall is to corrupt angels as well as mortals because he seeks the thrill and fun of ruining someone so he can devour their soul and pull them to the depths of Hell where a painful eternity awaits.

Now that Sukuna finally made you fall for him, it can be easy for him to manipulate you by acting as if he wants to have a relationship with you; a forbidden affair that Heaven and God forbids. If you are willing to break those rules just by being with your mortal love, then you can easily be tempted to commit a sin so that he can corrupt you and finally devour your impure soul, just as he always wanted. 

If he wanted to corrupt your soul, he first must tempt you to give in; break your heart and leave you; and if you’re foolish enough to beg for him to come back to you, then you’ll fully be in his grasp. 

Now, Sukuna finds himself in the forest with your company. But he’s not Sukuna—he’s playing as Itadori Yuuji, a man so warm and so pleasant that even if he breaks your heart, you can’t bring yourself to hate him. 

“Why do you like flowers so much?” he asks. 

“Because each one of them has their own meanings. The language of flowers are something I find interesting,” you reply and hands him a daffodil. “Daffodils means honesty and truth; Tulip means irresistible love. If I had the chance to live another life, I would tend to many flowers as much as I can.”

“Here,” you say as you hand him a gardenia flower. 

“What does this mean?” Yuuji asks. 

Sukuna is also wondering what the flower you gave him means. 

“It’s a secret,” you smile, which made Sukuna raise an eyebrow at the sudden nervousness he felt as he witness your sweet smile. 

The devil curses to himself, wondering what the flower and the sudden nervousness mean. However, he shrugs the thought of your damn flowers and their damn meanings and the nervousness and rapid race of his heartbeat. He doesn’t have to think about unnecessary things such as this. He doesn’t have to stress himself out because of you. He wants your soul and he’s so close to getting it. He just needs you to give in to him and to temptation.

As soon as you’re about to stand up, Yuuji catches your arm and your gaze turn to him. The man didn’t utter a word yet the longing gaze in his eyes already tell a thousand words and you wanted him to say all of it. 

“Yuuji,” you whisper. 

“Y/N,” he whispers back.

“Your eyes are pretty.”

“Will you kiss it for me?”

Yuuji pulls you closer towards him, foreheads almost touching as he cages you in his warm embrace. The both of you are staring deeply into each other’s eyes as if you and him are the only ones existing in this world, nothing else matters but this moment between the two of you. You stand on your toes to reach Yuuji’s eyes, pressing your soft and tender lips on one of his closed eyes and fluttering it open to meet yours. Yuuji gives you smile before leaning down to kiss your forehead and cage you in his arms. 

This moment; this one single moment when you feel like Heaven is nothing compared to feeling Yuuji’s kiss will soon be ruined as Sukuna grins to himself in a vile manner. 

Yuuji drags his fingers under your chin, allowing you to look up at him before he gently presses his lips on yours. His kiss is so passionate as if he’s touching a delicate flower, pressing his fingers so softly and afraid of ruining its lovely petals. That’s how Yuuji cups your cheeks as he deepens the kiss between the two of you. Your hands travel up to hug him around his neck. 

“Y/N,” he whispers in between your lips. “Meet me under his tree later evening. Will you be here?”

“I will, my love,” you smile.

Later that night, you travel back to the forest during the bright, full moon. You let yourself bask under the moonlight without any care for the world around you; for the only one you have in your mind right now is the presence of your mortal love, Yuuji. 

As your feet take you deeper and deeper in the forest to your usual spot, your ears twitch when you hear sounds coming from the willow tree. It was not a common sound that can be heard in forests. Despite the crickets and howls hooting in the distance along with the gushing of the wind and bubbling streams, you can clearly hear the peculiar sounds coming from the willow tree. 

There, your eyes widen when you meet an unsettling gaze of lust and debauchery that was rather new and unfamiliar to your angelic being. The rawness of the imagery has your body stunned and your throat dry. The odd feeling in your body has sent fire that courses through your immortal blood, building a tingly sensation down your crotch that had you rubbing your legs together as you lock your gaze on the sinful view in front of your own pure eyes.

What’s even compelling is that it is your mortal love, Yuuji, who’s kissing an unknown maiden, which made your soul and heart ache inside your chest. Only, the more you stare at the impure sight in front of you, the more you notice something out of the ordinary. 

He has a mortal woman in his embrace, kissing her sinful lips so passionately as his hands wander around every curves of her body, including the same part where you felt something tingly. That was not even the sight that had you feel so odd. It was the sight of him caging the woman in his arms so tight as he pounds himself into her, which explains the noises that had you curious.

It’s not Yuuji. The way his hands travel around the curves of the woman’s body; the way he kisses her; the way he makes a grin; it’s not him. 

“Sukuna…” The woman mumbles. 

Sukuna…

You heard that name before and yet your mind can’t seem to pull itself together now that you’re feeling such an unfamiliar thing coursing through your veins. You try your best to remember where you heard that name before but now you’re sure that it’s not Yuuji. You didn’t know whether it would be a relief for you.

You know it’s not Yuuji yet why does the scene makes you feel like your body is heating up? 

Your lips part as you gulp. Your heavy breaths has you questioning your own body as you can’t seem to turn your gaze away from the lustful sight. Your vision is locked on Sukuna as he kisses the woman in the most passionate yet lustful way you’ve ever seen. His eyes are closed yet you can clearly point out how he memorized the body of the woman in his embrace.

Through the luminescence of the moonlight basking the sight from above, you descry Sukuna’s eyes open as you keep your gaze on him, attempting to ignore the woman in his arms. Sukuna’s eyes are open and yet his lips are still sealed on hers. With your attention being so caught up by the sinful sight in front of you, you are not in the right mind to hide and take your glance away. It was a shameful feeling for you as soon as Sukuna’s gaze met yours, his lips still kissing the woman and you swore, you swore you had seen his lips create a taunting smile as he kept his eyes on yours despite making out with another woman. 

As soon as you realize what you had done, you immediately take off your gaze from the man and hide behind the tree, scolding and trying to repent from the sin that you’ve committed and yet your body knows what you’re truly feeling. The trembling of your lips and the needy feeling from below is out of your control.

Why is this man making you feel like this? He’s not Yuuji, yet their appearance are so similar to each other. But the way he touches her, it’s really not Yuuji. 

Still, you have to repent from watching the lustful sight before you.

Repent. Repent. Forgive me, God, for I have sinned. I come to you in humility and sorrow, aware of my wrongdoing, and prepared to turn from it. Lord, I have sinned against you—

“Give yourself to me,” Sukuna mumbles but was enough to create an echo through your ears. “Tell me you’re mine… body, mind, and soul.”

Your prayers were suddenly halted by Sukuna’s demonic voice calling out to you. 

It was a battle between virtue and vice in your own immortal being, unaware that the wickedness is overwhelming the righteousness. The quivering of your legs and the unfamiliar feeling between them has your hands traveling down your crotch and shutting your thighs tight in hopes of stopping the presence of lust in your pure and holy body. Your trembling breath and the rapid movement of your chest heaving up and down has you whimpering because of how sinful your body is reacting.

“Say it. Say you’re mine,” Sukuna mumbles. “Your body, your mind, your soul, you’re all mine.”

“I’m all yours, Sukuna. Body, mind, and soul…”

You and the maiden in his embrace had both exclaimed in unison. Well, the maiden did exclaimed but not you. You whisper those words so quietly under your breath that you were unaware of what you had mumbled. It was the maiden’s voice that echoed throughout the area of the forest and yet it was your voice that echoed in Sukuna’s ears. It was as loud as the beating of his heart. 

Sukuna smiles at the maiden in his arms that he just corrupted. Now, he’s going to devour her soul and make her suffer in Hell, where all sinners are punished for their sins. 

“A painful eternity awaits for you, you filthy sinner,” he whispers. 

Your eyes widen once you realize what you had done. Not only that you gave yourself into lust and temptation, but you also feel as if you’re being unfaithful to Yuuji after how your body reacted to another man—Sukuna.

You don’t even know this man and yet the way your body reacted to him was full of lust.

Even if you try recalling where you heard Sukuna’s name before, the guilt and regret had froze your mind from thinking. The only thing you could do now is to fly away from the lustful sight yet you couldn’t go back to Heaven anymore after knowing that you had sinned against God. 

What have I done? What have I done, what have I done, what have I done?

When you are certain that you’re finally far from the scene, you rest yourself on the fallen tree near the lake that reflects the moonlight from above. You cannot seem to fly with a chaotic state of mind. Your wings are a gift from God and you can’t use it after knowing that you have sinned against Him. You cannot go back to Heaven, but God is watching from above, knowing your every little move. Seraphim angels will come looking for you. Those are the angel who are closer to God and much more powerful than your ranking. Even if you run away, they will come looking for you, a filthy sinner who will fall from Heaven sooner.

“Sinner. You filthy sinner. You have become the one thing that you swore you will not be and gave your soul into lust and temptation. The devil will devour you and drag you down to the depths of Hell, keeping you in eternal agony.”

A demonic voice surrounded your very being. It was different. The distorted voice of possibly hundred evil spirits surrounding you has you gripping your hair that your nails dig into your scalp as an attempt to stop the voices echoing in your ears. There is laughing, screaming, and crying all at the same time that made you cry out in pain yet every time you give in, the louder the voices get in your head. However, the voices were just a start when you suddenly feel sharp talons grazing the skin of your neck, making you look up at the pitch black skies with little to no stars, begging for the Lord to save you from these demons. Then again, God has no obligation to save you anymore, now that you have sinned. Not unless you repent. 

Your only option is to repent so you get down on your knees. The dirt of the soil clings onto your knees and made a mess on your dress yet you couldn’t care less. You clasp your hands together and start praying.

“Dear Heavenly and All-Powerful God, I come to you in humility and sorrow, aware of my wrongdoing, and prepared to turn from it. Lord, I have sinned against you; please pardon me—” 

Your prayers were stopped when you feel stinging pain on your entire back that quite possibly came from your wings that are now bleeding. The blood from your white wings cascaded down the soil of the earth and as soon as it dropped on the ground, a red smoke appeared as it waters the soil. You feel as if you’re carrying a heavy load on your back that your face is almost kissing the ground beneath you. Despite the pain and the demons surrounding you, you keep praying. 

“Purify me, wash away my sin, and aid in my repentance. Instead, guide me to follow your path so I can leave behind my old life and begin a new one in you,” you cry. 

Just when you are about to finish your prayer, you feel a pair of strong arms pull you in an embrace, burying your face on his clothing. From behind, you hear the cracking sound of the earth, followed by the shrieking, screaming, and crying in an agonizing pain of millions of people, pleading to set them free from the conflagration of Hell.

You didn’t dare look at the horrid sight behind you. Instead, you keep your face buried in the face of your savior.

The heavy weight from your back slowly lifts up when you sense something being dragged back to the gates of Hell. Then, the voices, the screaming, the shrieking, the crying, the sound of sizzling fire, everything disappeared. The silence and the sounds of nature at night only fill the atmosphere. 

When you finally had the courage to look up, you see your lover’s gaze staring down at your teary eyes. 

“Yuuji,” you mumble in a quivering voice. “I’m so scared.” 

“Yuuji? I knew you were naïve but I did not think you were this foolish.” 

His voice is different from Yuuji’s. It’s deeper and… sinister. It’s the opposite of the reason why you fell in love with him in the first place and you refuse to believe that the man whose arms are wrapped around you isn’t Itadori Yuuji. 

“What are you talking about?” you ask.

“Itadori Yuuji,” he says, “is a persona or a façade, rather. You… really fell for it, didn’t you, child of God?” he chuckles before shoving you off the ground. His towering gaze shadowed you as the luminescence of the moonlight made his sinister expression clear. 

“Then who are you?” you ask with your quivering voice, trying to stop yourself from bursting into tears. “If you’re not Yuuji, then who are you?”

“Huh… so you don’t recall?” Sukuna crouches down to meet your gaze. 

The black marks on his face are even more noticeable now. It’s something that Yuuji doesn’t have. 

Hot tears slowly cascade down your cheeks when you realize that the entire time… the entire time you were with Yuuji, you were played by this man all along. What means so much to you is nothing to him. You’re not crying over the fact that this man in front of you made you sin against God; you’re crying about the fact that your love wasn’t returned. What your first love is also your first heartbreak and it hurts as much as burning in Hell. 

“Hundred years ago,” he says, “an angel fell from Heaven because he let his sins consume him. He gave in to lust and temptation. Hundred years after, that angel is now the devil ruling Hell.” 

You remember now. Ryōmen Sukuna was once favored by God; the strongest amongst angels but was corrupted and gave in to his sins. He did not repent nor atone for it. Instead, he let God condemn him in Hell. Now, he’s the one ruling it. 

“Sukuna…” you mumble. “Ryōmen Sukuna. You’re him. Why must you toy with me?” you gather up the courage to ask. 

“Because it’s amusing,” he replies. 

You try to stand up but the man grips your neck so suddenly that you gasped in his grasp. Sukuna is so strong that he lifts your entire body with one hand wrapped around you neck that you feet aren’t touching the ground anymore. 

“Don’t even dare run away,” he whispers. “You don’t have anyone now except for demons hunting you. You cannot go back to that Heaven of yours either, knowing that you’ve sinned against your so-called God. I am the only one you have, sinner.” 

With that, he lets go of your neck, letting yourself fall on the concrete. You cough as you try to catch your breath. Sukuna stands before you with a sinister grin on his face. 

“Why didn’t you let that demon drag me to Hell?” you ask.

It took him a moment to answer.

“Because I'm the only creature from Hell who can devour your soul. No other being can take you away from me. Just as you said, you're all mine; body, mind, and soul.”

Ryōmen Sukuna cannot fathom his own feelings. The mixture of thrill, uneasiness, regret, lust, and bliss creates an unknown feelings within his immortal being. He cannot comprehend why he would feel such mix emotions. His mind does not have the capability to reminisce his memories from the last time he had felt something like this. 

It has been days since you’ve committed a sin and until now, you have not yet repent. Truth be told, it flew out of your mind. You had been thinking how things would change if you fall from Heaven and it hasn’t bothered you. It was as if you are making peace with the idea that you will become a fallen angel, a demon alongside Sukuna. 

On the other hand, the devil remained himself by your side until he decides to finally devour your soul and drag you down to his domain, Hell. His reason being that he doesn’t want any other demon or angel to take your soul from him, as he said.

Now, you are currently tending to your plants in the forest as if you had not sinned. The situation with Yuuji still makes your heart ache and even though Sukuna finally admits that Yuuji is someone who will lure you in his grasp, at the back of your mind, you still want him to act like Yuuji; you still want him to hold you like how Yuuji does; you still want him to kiss you like Yuuji once did. 

“Sukuna! Look! The daffodils look wonderful in this season!” you smile at him as if he is not the devil from Hell and you’re not about to fall from Heaven. It’s the least of your worries now that you’re tending to plants. 

“Brat, you still don’t understand that these things die if I step foot on it.” Sukuna frowns at you. 

“Oh, of course,” you chuckle awkwardly before holding the hem of your dress and standing up. You run towards him with a bunch of daffodils on your hand and show it to him. “See how bright they are? They’re so yellow, aren’t they?” you smile.

Sukuna looks down on the flowers in your hands before looking at you in a confused manner.

“How come you’re still acting so childish even after all that has happened and after all that is happening?” Sukuna raises his voice, which made you look at him. “Demons and angels are out to get you and your God is going to punish you yet you’re here, showing the devil a bunch of flowers? How foolish can you be?” This time he yells at you and you couldn’t help but take a step back.

“I…” you whisper, “I am frightened about these recent events, Sukuna. I just can’t show it around you or… anyone. It makes my being vulnerable and it means I am an easy target for you or others.” 

“Idiot,” Sukuna mumbles and flicks your forehead. His fingers travels down under your chin and forces your head to look up at him, which you did without any hesitation. “You need not to be scared around other creatures, fool. The only one who you should be scared of is the devil himself. Anyone who tries to lay even a finger on you is dead to me.”

“I am scared of you,” you say, “but I have no one else and I don’t know where to go. Like you said, you are the only one I have now. I am just occupying my mind from all these events but I am really scared.”

Then act like you are, damn it!

“Sukuna, I’m—ack!” you yelp when his callous hand suddenly wraps around your neck that you are now pinned against the tree and he’s using a little amount of strength to lift you off the ground, your feet not touching the concrete anymore. 

“You trust the devil so easily. Your foolishness is going to get you killed,” he says, his red irises are glowing with anger as he stare into your terrified ones. “I told you that I am the only one you have… and yet, you are not doing anything about it. Are you easily going to give up? Let the devil and demons to devour you? Are you not going to repent? Or is there still hope in you that I will act like Itadori Yuuji again? If so, there’s no use keeping you around.”

The grip around your neck tightens as you cry and gasp for air that your mind is slowly turning blank, you didn’t notice how the earth suddenly shook and the ground below you cracked wide open, showing the conflagration of Hell from below where millions of hands are trying to drag you down with them. The shrieks and cries fills your ears that you couldn’t even cover your it since your hands are trying to loosen Sukuna’s grip. 

When Sukuna finally sees your eyes full of fear with hot tears steaming down your eyes, his grip suddenly loosens, making him shut the gates of Hell again and lets go of your neck. You cough as Sukuna keeps you caged around his arms. 

You are so terrified that your chest is raising up and down in a rapid pace to catch your breath because of your is beating so fast as if you had ran an entire marathon. The hot tears continue to cascade down your cheeks and as much as you want to run away from Sukuna, he keeps you caged in his arms until he suddenly rests his head on your shoulder, chuckling in a bitter way that sent shivers down your spine. 

“You are the reason why I sinned,” he says. “You are the reason why I’m like this, but I don’t know if I should blame you for it. You shaped the hatred in me as well as lust and temptation, and I hated you for it. Until now, I still blame you, that’s why I’m trying to drag you down with me.”

Back when Sukuna was still an angel from the Heavens, you caught his eyes, his attention, his soul, you are the bane of his existence as an angel. You shaped the hatred in him as well as the lust and temptation that shouldn’t even exist in an angel in the first place. But he let these sins consume him, he didn’t dare to fight it because there is no way he’s going to win against feelings that he cannot control. Sukuna let himself fall to sin, which is why he was damned. He wanted to corrupt you; to see you so ruined because of him. He likes the idea of corrupting you into someone that he can claim as his. When you’re finally corrupted, your God will condemn you to Hell and you’ll become like him. You’ll become someone who Sukuna wants you to be; a fallen angel, a demon that he can finally call his. Never will he associate himself with your angelic form.

From the very beginning since he was an angel, Sukuna sees you as an object of his desires. He cannot deny that, yet he has no romantic or deep feelings towards you, which is why he let himself lust over you. You are the reason for his sins; the reason why he fell and he let himself. He was going to make you feel the same way. Now, he doesn’t know if he will.

“Even as a devil, you are still the bane of my existence,” he whispers.

“Sukuna,” you mumble. “Don’t you dare blame me for the sins you’ve committed. You gave in to temptation, so why should I be blamed?”

The sudden confession of Sukuna’s reason why he fell was shocking for your mind to fully function. You did not know how to react or what emotions you should show but when you heard it, it feels as if the your entire body became frozen that even if your thoughts cannot function properly. Until then, you distanced yourself from the devil and fortunately, he hasn’t shown his face to you yet. 

Despite not seeing Sukuna’s physical being, you can still feel his presence surrounding you and there aren’t any demons hunting you yet. Of course, you had no second thought about thinking that Sukuna is still looking over you. You realized he’s keeping you safe from other demons yet that is not enough reason for you to make peace with him. 

The more you spend some alone time, the more your thoughts keep flooding inside your mind. You thought about many things, especially about Sukuna and the sin you have committed that night. What Sukuna did wrong is that he tricked you by putting on a lovely façade that you once loved in order to keep you in his grasp. The more you think, that’s all there is about what Sukuna had done to you before you committed a sin. What you did wrong is that you were the one who gave in to lust and temptation. Perhaps Sukuna was not intending to corrupt you by making you watch him have intercourse with another woman. He did not force you to watch and you were the one who engaged into a sinful doing.

Your sins are your own fault, and you learned to accept it.

“Sukuna,” you call out. 

After a few moments, the glimpse of ashes and smoke catches your attention and the grass and leaves surrounding the thick, black smoke had become withered and the life slowly descended out of it. As the smoke lifts up, a tall figure with pink hair spiked hair and with unique markings on his forehead, nose, cheeks. He wears a light-colored kimono with black edge, black scarf, and black shoes.

“You finally called for my presence,” he mumbles as he stares down at you. “Watching you tend to your awful plants all day long are rather boring, if I’m being honest.”

Lies. He enjoys watching you care for plants. 

You didn’t bother answering. Your gaze travels down to the path that he walked on, seeing the dead grass and flowers that disturbed the beauty of the forest. “You’ve killed the path that you’ve set foot on.”

“I care little about it,” he says before letting himself vanish in black smoke then appears on top of a branch of an old willow tree behind you. 

You and Sukuna are the complete opposite, obviously. With you being an angel, a kin of the Heavens, you have the ability to bring life back to the dead yet not when it comes to mortals whose time as finally come and accompany souls to the afterlife. On the other hand, Sukuna is the devil of Hell, who was once an angel who fell from the Heavens. Whatever path he walks on, death and chaos set in. It’s always been an obligation for angels to overwhelm demons but none seems to be powerful enough for the devil, for Sukuna, except God himself. 

After bringing the grass and flowers back to life, you face him. 

“Sukuna,” you say. “Your actions when you pretended to be someone you’re not—when you pretended to be Itadori Yuuji—is something that I cannot bring myself to forgive. You are the one to blame for your own sins and I am to blame for mine.” 

“Stop saying such nonsense and get to the point,” he scoffs. “Did you really think I feel bad about pretending to be someone I am not? I am the devil. Such action is not worth regretting for.”

“Itadori Yuuji,” you mumble, “was once a part of you. You were an angel and I can’t help but think that his personality was once yours before you fell. Sukuna, it will not hurt to bring those two together and balance each other out.”

“What are you muttering about?” Sukuna asks in an annoyed manner with his eyebrows furrowed. “Itadori Yuuji is gone. That bastard was nothing but a weakling and a follower of a so-called God. There is no balance in Heaven and Hell, fool. There can only be good and evil.”

“And yet we are not in Heaven or in Hell,” you say. “We are in the world of mortals, where everything, including good and evil, are balanced. Itadori Yuuji and Ryōmen Sukuna are two different souls. So, if we are to stay here in the world of mortals, you must merge them together and create balance between them.”

“Why should I take orders from a naïve angel such as you? You know nothing about this vile world and yet you say such things as if merging Itadori Yuuji and Ryōmen Sukuna together will create balance. What nonsense.”

“Oh, but, Sukuna, you were the one who told me about the reality of this world in the form of Itadori Yuuji,” you smile. 

Sukuna scoffs before turning his back against you. 

He hates how right you were.

IN THE MEANTIME, you and Sukuna learn how to get along with each other. It was easier for you yet he keeps testing your patience. Every time you would ramble about something—usually about flowers—he would brush you off and would make mean comments and order you to stop rambling and give the both of you a moment of silence. Sometimes, you wonder how good of an actor he was when he pulled of acting as Itadori Yuuji.

At night, you would lay on the rough grass surrounded by flowers in the forest where the moonlight can be easily seen. As you lay asleep, Sukuna would remain awake and keep guard about demons and other creatures coming for you. Sometimes, his glimpse would suddenly catch your sleeping face and he couldn’t help but stare at how peaceful you look.

“Sukuna!” you call out in a laughing manner. “I found a lake! The water is so warm!” you cheer. 

He hates how childish you are but you told him you were only trying to have fun.

“The water is so fucking dirty,” he replies. 

“Because it’s a lake,” you laugh when the water is now on the level of your knees as you hold your dress up so it won’t get soaked. “I don’t remember feeling this thrilled back when I was in Heaven—Sukuna! You are completely missing this!” you run towards him, splashing the water around you which soaked your dress but you paid no attention to it. 

You try to drag Sukuna to join you in the lake by clinging onto his arm and pulling him to you but the devil tried his best to resist, which resulted to the both of you falling down the shallow part of the lake, soaking the both of you. Sukuna was pretty much angry at you to this point but you just laughed at his reaction. 

The devil didn’t know whether he’d be pissed or… relieved that he finally saw a glimpse of your smile and laughter again after avoiding him for what felt like a hundred years for him.

It’s the same smile you show to Itadori Yuuji. 

After drying yourselves off, you tend to your flowers again. This time, you tell Sukuna to keep you company despite being the grass and the flowers withering and decaying underneath his feet. He refused at first, of course, and his reason being that the plants wither and die if he steps foot. 

“It’s alright, Sukuna,” you smile. “I enjoy watching them wither away.”

“What does this mean again?” he asks, holding a withered daisy flower in his hand.

Sukuna is sitting with his legs crossed and one elbow on top of his thigh, his hand cupping his chin in a bored manner. However, his ears and thoughts are focused on every word you are saying as if your voice is the only thing occupying your mind despite the sounds of the forest surrounding you. It’s quite odd for Sukuna to listen attentively to your words. He keeps telling himself that he cares little about the things you ramble about, but his mind, soul, and heart knows otherwise. 

“Innocence, loyal love, purity,” you take the flower from his hand gave its life back to it, its white petals gleams under the radiant sunlight. “Yuuji gave this to me once.”

Sukuna scoffs. “If you are trying to make me feel guilty about that, I do not. Not the slightest.”

“But I am not,” you say. “I have no intention in making you feel guilt, Sukuna. I simply miss Yuuji’s warm and loving presence. If you think it that way, then I suppose you feel deep down that you are guilty.”

With that, he shuts his mouth. 

Later that evening, Sukuna watches you fall asleep under the moonlight before he decides to step closer. The grass withers underneath him as he gets closer to your sleeping form yet he paid it no mind since he’s attention is focused on you and you alone. The devil crouches down to take better glimpse on your peaceful sleeping face. He gently run his fingers across your soft cheeks, which made you squirm a bit. Sukuna immediately stops but when he sees you relax your body again, he gently place his fingers again, his thumb caressing your cheeks as he draws circles along your soft skin. 

The devil could feel his heart beat so fast that it frustrated him enough to grip his chest in hopes of stopping his annoying heart from racing in a rapid pace. He had not felt such a thing happen to his body before and he had no explanation whatsoever about what is happening to his immortal being. The only possibility he could think of is whenever he looks at you; whenever you smile, laugh, sleep; whenever you tend to your plants with a soft smile on your lips. When Sukuna sees you with a smile on your face, he couldn’t help but feel… regret and guilt yet at the same time, he wanted for this to happen. 

Sukuna’s main objective was to devour your soul once you had been corrupted, once you finally let your sins consume you. The reason why he associated himself with you in the first place is to take your soul with him in Hell. However, there was something in his mind instead. That is, to make you his queen in Hell. The mere thought of it made Sukuna chuckle, a bitter one. 

Did he really think of making an angel, a child of God, be his queen? 

How foolish.

THE MOMENT you wake up in the middle of the night, the first thing that you saw (and felt) was a flower around your hand. Its stem and petals are all withered and decayed. There’s only one person who touches a flower will wither like this, and that person isn’t present at the moment. 

You gently touch its petals, bringing the flower back to life. Hyacinth, a bulbous herb with narrow strap-shaped leaves at the base and fragrant spring blooms rising on an upright stalk. A soft smile creeps up your face when you realizes what it means. 

You stand up from the ground and clean yourself at the lake nearby. You take off every piece of clothing clinging on your body and let the warm water of the lake clean you up. Your wings that are slowly turning black are now soaked with water behind your back. In all honesty, you wanted your wings to be gone off your back because of how annoying it is. 

“How disrespectful can you be?” a demonic voice mutters behind you, which made you look behind your shoulder, seeing Sukuna with a pissed off face. “You didn’t even bother inviting me?” 

“I remember someone saying about the water being so dirty,” you chuckle. “Join me then,” you say and turn your back against him, dripping your body in the water until it reaches your collarbone.

Sukuna chuckles to himself before removing clothing yet his gaze does not turn away from you.

His eyes and attention are exploring every part of your body as if he's studying every beauty in you. He stares as if you are a statue of a goddess displayed as a masterpiece for everyone to see, yet he’s the only one who’s staring. The mere thought of others staring at your figure is something that darkens Sukuna’s mood. Anyone who dares to turn their gaze on you will have their eyes removed. 

Your back is turned against the devil as he walks along the water towards you. The soft sounds of that the moving waters are creating fills the deafening silence between the both of you. The moonlight basking the two of you from above was Sukuna’s source of light to capture every ethereal image of your body. Your beauty that he sees right in front of his very eyes makes him want to accept the thought of God making you so perfect.

You are a goddess, a deity that the devil himself wants to worship. 

The humorous thing about this—Sukuna thinks—is the fact that he has not felt like this for anyone for centuries. Who would’ve guessed that the first time he was truly bewitched by someone was an angel? Perhaps the reason why he wanted you to fall is so he can finally be with you? Perhaps the reason why Sukuna loathe you is because he cannot accept the fact that he’s… in love with you after all this time? It’s nonsense. If he wanted you after all this time, even in the Heavens, then he couldn’t have turned into someone so devilish. He could’ve been with you when the both of you were still children of God, and yet here you are, being slowly corrupted by the devil who was once a pure and holy being. 

If only he wasn’t too foolish and a coward to admit his love for you back then. 

Sukuna’s fingertips caress your back, making you let out a sigh of relaxation as his fingers slowly and gently glide through your soft skin. Sukuna’s warmth has made your breath quiver and the entirety of your body to feel hot and warm. You turn yourself in front of him, showing your bare chest that made him hitch his breath, thinking of how ethereal you look in your full glory. 

Sukuna continues to caress your shoulder with his fingertips. You close your eyes, feeling his warmth course through your body that sent shivers down your spine. Sukuna’s body has made you feel small against him and you are tempted to glide your hands along his chest, his body looks as if it’s carved by the finest artists and sculptors in history. 

Suddenly, you feel Sukuna’s soft lips along your shoulders, kissing every bit of your skin as if he’s worshipping your body. You tremble between his kisses, making you release a soft moan that Sukuna almost feel like as if he’s hearing the songs sung by the harmonious voices of the angels from Heaven. 

Your hands are so tempted to touch him, to caress his skin so gently, like how you touch the petals of the finest and most delicate flower you’ve ever laid your hand on. Sukuna notices your hands hesitating to touch him so he cups the back of your hand and guides you to touch his chest heaving up and down to catch his heavy breaths.

He wants to do more; he wants to kiss you in a hungry, passionate way and caress every part of your body; he wants to worship your entire immortal being from head to toe. There’s no denying it anymore for the devil. He has fallen in love with an angel and not even God can stop him from loving you. 

“Sukuna,” you whisper. “Why are you so kind and gentle to me all of the sudden? Have you no memory of who you are?”

“I have,” he says, his face still buried on the crook of your neck. “I am the devil and I know that a devil from Hell is not supposed to be kind, and I am not. You make me feel such overwhelming emotions that I want to rip my heart out from my chest—you make it so difficult for me to think; you make everything difficult for me… and yet I can’t devour your soul. I cannot make myself drive you away from me. You make me insane and yet I still have the desire to be by your side.” 

“You were no longer sane before all this, Sukuna,” you whisper.

“Then perhaps I had the desire to be by your side even before.” 

You let out a heavy sigh. 

You wanted to cry. You wanted to cry so bad yet you don’t want Sukuna to see you so vulnerable. All you know is that he could be acting as Itadori Yuuji so he could break you again. Ryōmen Sukuna, the devil, would say no such things. He will think of this as nothing but absurdity and once he had you even tighter in his grasp again, he would surely destroy you until he drags you down to depravity. 

“Stop it,” you quiver as you try to stop your tears from falling yet they slowly cascade down your cheeks. “Stop saying such things, Sukuna. Is this not enough for you? You have me already. Why must you pretend like you care about me? Why must you pretend like the man I used to love before? The devil would feel and say no such things.”

“Then I guess I don’t want to be the devil anymore if one could say no such things,” he mumbles and pulls away from the crook of your neck, only to see your teary eyes that shatters his heart into pieces. “Do you know why I gave that withered hyacinth to you?”

You didn’t answer. 

“Because even if I am the devil who disguised himself as a good man, I was listening to every ramble that you had to say,” he whispers. “You once told me that hyacinths mean asking for forgiveness. I know that what I did to you is unforgivable and inhumane yet I don’t know how to show you how sorry I am. All I could do is to protect you from something that I once caused.” 

“You were listening to me? All this time?” you ask.

“I always do,” he says. “Both Itadori Yuuji and Ryōmen Sukuna does.”

You chuckle. 

“I forgive you, Sukuna,” you smile at him that made you look like as if you’re a goddess that is gleaming under the moonlight from above. “You are not so bad after all, devil. Itadori Yuuji, Ryōmen Sukuna, a mix of both, I came to like every bit of you.” 

Sukuna smiles.

“You make it so difficult for me to hate you,” he whispers. 

“Then do not hate me,” you say as you stare into his eyes. “Will you kiss my eyes, Sukuna?” 

Slowly, you close your eyes, waiting for him to do something. Sukuna doesn’t hesitate to lean down and kiss one of your closed eyes in a gentle manner as if his fingertips are touching a delicate flower. After giving you a soft kiss on your closed eye, Sukuna rests his forehead on yours. 

“For you, my love,” he whispers, “I am willing to repent.”

You smile at his words. 

“You are too late, Sukuna,” you say. “You cannot repent. I can only sin.” 

With that, Sukuna crashes his lips onto yours, kissing you so deep that your hands wrap itself around his neck as his travel along your body. Sukuna’s soaking fingertips caresses your back, your arms, and squeezing your ass in the palm of his hands. What sent shivers down your spine is when he glides his fingers along your back. 

Your hands caress Sukuna’s hair, tangling the strands in between your fingers as he deepens the kiss even more that made you moan in his lips. You release a whimper when Sukuna suddenly bites your lower lip, allowing him to easily insert is tongue inside your mouth and let him writhe and swirl against yours.

The feeling of Sukuna’s lips so deep in yours and his hands caressing every inch of your body has sent you into Cloud Nine that you could almost describe as Heaven. His kisses made you feel tingly below, the same feeling that you felt when you watched him that night. Your body feels so… odd yet in a good way. The last time you felt this, you were trying to stop the tingly sensation that courses through your crotch as well as the arousal that consumes your entire body. However, now that you are feeling it again, you were craving for more. 

When you pull away, the both of you are breathing heavily and staring into each other’s half-lidded eyes, and a visible string of saliva connecting your tongue with Sukuna’s. You are both panting so heavily, trying to catch your breath after kissing each other so passionately and hungrily. 

“Sukuna…” you pant. “Please, please… Will you give me more? I want to feel every inch of you.”

“If you really want it, then you must fall from grace for me.”

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[cloudeling]

i only read one wof book because the library never had the second available i only remember liking pearl and them being kept underground and escaping

is it too basic if i ask for liek. the plot also isn’t one of those things were there are multiple series within it

im gonna assume u meam peril not pearl bcus if there was a pearl they were a pretty minor character in which case good taste peril is soooo. like shes not my favourite character necessarily but she is just. the kind of character you have many thoughts on youknow. shes neat. ive been thinking abt her a lot recently and she is just. such a character. ANYWAYS.

under the cut because boy oh boy do i like talking

wof does have multiple series kinda theyre not subdivided the way warriors is but theres 3 different 'arcs' (<- thats how i see most ppl refer to them) each 5 books long the 3rd arc just finished :} arc one is my favourite i will always be a dragonets of destiny enjoyer <333 and the whole thing w arc one is that 20 years ago the sandwing queen died. okay just 2 clarify: on the continent of pyrrhia (<- ill get 2 that when we talk abt arc 3) there r 7 tribes sandwings mudwings rainwings icewings seawings skywings nightwings n they all have different appearances and abilities and whatnot. all tribes r ruled by a queen ! and for all tribes (except rainwings (i have so many opinions abt the way the rainwings were handled but i will !! hold back !!!)) in order 2 take over as queen a daughter or sister of the current queen must challenge her to a fight to the death. fun stuff.

the issue arises when queen oasis of the sandwings is killed by a scavenger (little creatures meant 2 be humans. they talk later but rn theyre basically just monkeys) (murderous monkeys) and leaves her 3 daughters blister blaze & burn behind. instead of fighting each other directly the sisters decide to start a war. massive big war involving pretty much everyone except the rainwings (bcus theyre hiding in the rainforest and everyone thinks theyre lazy (i have so many opinions and i am holding them all back right now)) and the nightwings (bcus theyre special). the nightwings make a prophecy and thats where my guys come in. the dragonets of destiny!

the prophecy calls for 5 dragonets all born on the brightest night (pyrrhia has 3 moons the brightest night is when all of them r full) a skywing a sandwing a nightwing a mudwing & a seawing. these 5 dragonets r found still in their eggs by the talons of peace (organization who wants 2 stop the war) except the skywing egg gets thrown off a cliff so they grab glory instead (shes a rainwing)

the dragonets grow up 2gether in a cave under a mountain and then big nightwing morrowseer shows up and tells their guardians (3 dragons called kestrel webs & dune they are. not good people. dragons. whatever. dune dies in the first book though.) that they need 2 kill glory. dragonets overhear and well they don't want glory 2 die. so they escape the cave and go off to meet their parents and also end the war (like the prophecy says)

lotta stuff happens along the way im gonna stop being so long winded and fast track this they end up in queen scarlets (skywing queen) prison and thats where they meet peril shes down bad for clay (in an aro way though <- headcanon) they escape that too and go around pyrrhia meeting all the sandwing princesses. burn is the strong violent one blister is the smart manipulative one and blaze is just kinda ditsy. in the final book sunny meets her mom thorn and her adopted son qibli (i rlly rlly rlly like sunny n qibli as a duo we needed more of them) and they decide that no all of these guys suck we're making thorn queen. blister brings these two super dangerous snakes her and burn end up dead blaze lives and is like oh yay im alive ^_^ thorns queen now huh thats neat. ALSO the prophecy that the nightwings made Well it was fake actually they made it up <3 nightwings don't have prophecy or mindreading abilities after all theyre just all liars. we find that out in book 4 when they visit the secret nightwing island (its a miserable volcano island that explodes at the end of the book) (they find it bcus the nightwings have been kidnapping dragons from the rainforest) (holding back many thoughts right now. sigh.) sunny saves the world anyways though bcus shes epic like that.

arc two ! the dragonets of destiny start a school in the mountain where sunnys father lives. (stonemover. hes an animus. animus dragons basically have the magic to do Whatever They Want but it turns them evil so there's definitely proper balancing of overpoweredness there uh huh. <- sarcasm.) we meet moon shes a little timid nightwing who grew up in the rainforest instead of the volcano bcus her mom wasn't a coward lh and she Can read minds and see the future! bcus nightwings get their powers from the moons actually. she talks to this ancient crusty dragon in the ground called darkstalker who's also a mindreader and a prophecy seer and ! an animus! he made himself immortal but his girlfriend clearsight trapped him in the ground bcus he was evil. and stuff. theres a legends book abt them (plus theres a seawing called fathom. turtle n him get compared a lot.)

also moon gets her own found family too /silly theres this system at the school jade mountain academy called winglets where u get one dragon from each tribe moons dragons r winter qibli kinkajou carnelian turtle & umber. carnelian dies right away and then peril shows up again. theres some death and murder and whatnot and then moon spits out a big ole prophecy n tells her winglet abt the magic nightwing powers. stuff happens yepyep. various things happen and then moon reveals that shes been talking 2 darkstalker in her head we find out he made his dad disembowel himself and they argue abt who gets his magic scroll containing all his animus powers and peril burns it good for her <3 except it kinda backfires cause theres an earthquake and out of the ground pops darkstalker. hes back babeyyyy. and hes enchanting everyone to like him esp qibli and he tries to take rulership of the nightwings (theyre all being ruled by glory after the volcano explosion) and gives them magic powers and curses all the icewings with a magic plague. qibli has magic immunity earrings courtesy of turtle (also an animus. silly guy. so's his sister anenome bcus he magicked her into being one way back when) so he saves most of the icewings and also defeats darkstalker yippee. they turn him into a dragonet with a magic strawberry.

arc three is fun we get a new continent! and also. Well. on pantala our new continent there r three tribes hivewings silkwings and leafwings and a billion (two thousand) years ago (after darkstalker got put in the ground by clearsight) clearsight runs away 2 pantala using her future powers to survive aand she has so many kids that she makes a whole new tribes (hivewings) (its a more gradual generation-spanning process obviously but its silly to word it this way). she gives her kids this book with all the prophecies forever and way later the hivewings use this to take over the silkwings & leafwings. leafwings r all killed (or they go hide in the jungle but shh they don't know that) and the silkwings are enslaved by the hivewings. fun kids book series everyone. queen wasp (hivewing queen) has the ability 2 mind control her subjects but our main hivewing cricket is immune to it we later find out that this is due to a fancy plant. some leafwings can talk to/control plants with this thing called leafspeak btw including sundew shes fun. ALSO theres some silkwings blue luna and swordtail and theyre our other main guys this arc also an icewing called snowfall

snowfall comes in because the magic plant takes over the whole continent and a whole bunch of dragons fly over to pyrrhia using a map clearsight hid in her prophecy book. ALSO the prophecy book turned out 2 be a big lie the hivewings said it was like. everything ever and they were supposed to rule everyone bcus thats what the book said but actually there were barely any prophecies left in the book <3. anyways they end up at the ice kingdoms border and snowfall is very mad abt it (shes queen now bcus queen glacier died in the icewing plague darkstalker made) theres all sorts of shenanigans and idk how it ends bcus i haven't read book 15 yet i hear theres talking scavengers and a nonbinary character. woo.

[solshineonyou]

long rant incoming

yk a main reason why I haven't watched GSI performances was because I wanted to watch all the episodes from start to finish. The thing is, I dreaded to do it.

I've had my fair share of survival shows. First one I ever watched was YG treasure box. I've also managed to watch pdx 101 (though only until ep. 5) and also road to kingdom.

It's no secret that mnet is notorious for rigging votes and editing shows to make things look bad. And I hated the idea of gsi from the start. Not only because it's mnet, but because this involves a community I'm so close to.

the kband community has been a fairly peaceful place, albeit a few bad eggs here and there, and when it comes to ANY for of interaction me and my friends go wild over it.

But what is gsi? quoting from mnet, it's a"death match of the bands"

death match??? and kbands??? in the same circle????

mnet had one job and they fucked it up.

It reminds me of the equestria girls rainbow rocks movie, what we thought was going to be a fun battle of the bands, it was basically made so that they destroy each other for the top.

I might be a bit exaggerating but when I wanted a battle of the bands type show I wanted to see lots of fun banter, interactions, and even friendly competition.

I only know what goes on through others but it's obvious it's a shit situation: some contestants showing blatant displeasure being there and the competition itself, and even heard from a live audience how the comments from the mentors were scripted (I cannot find the tweet to this again so I can't 100% confirm).

I want to compare this to a fellow popular band survival show. As a person who has been surrounded by those who watched superband, I've heard little to none bad talk about the show. Occasionally saying how a judge's comment was shit but that's about it. And I've seen clips on how they basically fostered relationships and dynamics through that show. Heck, they're still in touch on insta an such.

Whereas with gsi I've barely heard such. Occasional mentions and probably those who have known each other in the past but that's about it. (I do know that onewe didn't manage to keep in touch since most ppl now use insta but they only have phone numbers but that's a story for another time).

as a kband fan, what I want is a show where it's all fun and friendly competition. I want to see bandmen swap members for funsies and even learn from each other. I don't want to see them being pitted against each other and getting fucked up and leading to fans fighting.

so yeah, I ended up being "fuck this, let's just watch the performances and fun clips."

tl;dr fuck mnet, gsi sucks, stick to the good parts

[i-want-my-iwtv]

I hope the rumours of Louis being a brothel owner aren't true, but if they are I can sort of see why they're going for this route? I mean, with a black Louis they can't have him being a slaver anymore, so maybe they're trying to find something that is also morally reprehensible for him to be.

TL;DR: My kneejerk reaction was to be saddened, and I don’t like that this is starting up, and will continue to fuel, fandom drama. Ultimately, if we want peace, we’ll embrace the fact that the existence of this adaptation doesn’t take away from the existence of the books, and it also doesn't mean we have to acknowledge it.

It makes me wonder whether AMC wants us to make a storm about this. We’ll see...

After all, what makes this adaptation any more important than the graphic novels of the ’90s, the graphic novel Claudia’s Story, movie!IWTV, or movie!QOTD? In fact, many fans here on tumblr consider VC to be a trilogy only!!! and don’t accept the majority of the PUBLISHED CANON so what makes anyone think we have any obligation to swallow this AMC adaptation as some kind of gospel?

I see movie!QOTD as a buffet of ideas carried in an official fanfiction work, and I don’t accept as my headcanon the various things it changed about the books that I didn’t particularly like, such as merging Magnus and Marius (which, IMO, effectively made both characters more morally reprehensible). I accepted the things I did enjoy, like casting a Black/POC actress to play Akasha. I see this AMC adaptation as a buffet of ideas, some can be taken, and some not, it’s just another official fanfiction work.

[Anon, I need to catch other ppl up on the information, too.]

Deadline.com informs us that in the AMC adaptation for Interview with the Vampire, Jacob Anderson has been cast as Louis. I'm not familiar with him, but it looks like he’s a successful actor, from Game of Thrones and other things, he’s also joining Series 13 of Doctor Who. I’ll have to check him out from an acting standpoint!

Aside from his talent as an actor, this is by far the most controversial thing that's happened in VC fandom recently. I've been thinking about this for a few months now, talking about it privately online and offline, still gathering my thoughts. So this post is not engraved in stone, it’s initial thoughts on this.

I’m glad to see ppl talking about it and I’m sure we’ll have more public discussions. I’m trying to discuss it very carefully, but also, this is an entertainment blog, my opinions are mine alone, and I’m not looking for dogpiling on anyone, I have no obligation to respond publicly or privately to anything. Plenty of other ppl have differing opinions on this. So take all of the following with more than a grain of salt, I’m not being salty, I’m providing the links to the little info we’ve seen pulicly, I’m giving my initial thoughts, and I’m also trying to add a little levity because ultimately, again, this is an entertainment blog, and I try to add a little humor to help with such serious topics, humor can help ppl talk about controversial things.

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The casting of a POC/Black actor (I’m sorry I don't know the preferred terminology, let me know if you know what Anderson prefers) confirms at least one part of theilluminerdi articles that stated that Louis’ race will be different from the books. I didn’t post about these before bc I wasn’t sure how reliable theilluminerdi’s sources are (and I'm still not sure), but this was one major aspect that theilluminerdi announced before Deadline did, so now seems to be the right time to share those articles. For now, you can go check them out yourselves rather than have my reposting of the information, trigger warning: mentions of sex workers and race in the changes to the canon story of Interview with the Vampire.

>>>theilluminerdi articles from May 21, 2021 and July 15, 2021:

www.theilluminerdi.com/2021/05/21/interview-with-the-vampire-amc

www.theilluminerdi.com/2021/07/15/interview-with-the-vampire-amc-2

^Meme of Dr. Ian Malcom from Jurassic Park reads: “Your writers were so preoccupied with whether they could that they didn’t stop to think if they should.”

I’m using that meme with a little levity here, clearly an AMC adaptation of vampires in which the producers/writers have chosen to change the race of a main character (arguably the original protagonist of the series) isn’t in the same VICINITY as the dinosaurs in Jurassic Park that broke out of containment and killed visitors to the park, but John Hammond’s intention for the creation of that park was very good, as I assume this race change was intended. Time will tell.

“But with this place, I wanted to show them something that wasn't an illusion. Something that was real, something that they could see and touch. An aim not devoid of merit.”

“Creation is an act of sheer will.” 

- John Hammond, Jurassic Park

Race is a more complicated subject than ever, so for AMC to make this bold change, I hope they have POC and Black writers on staff and are handling this very carefully. Even then, no racial group, including POC and Black people, are a hivemind, disagreements are bound to happen in the writing room, whether in good faith or bad. People have different intentions and motives, compromises will probably be made with the story in many ways, we all know how it goes with collaborations; the end product is a shared vision among multiple creators. This could be a potentially controversial adaptation, I don’t know whether they’re aiming for that or not, but with the elements it has so far, it seems to be headed that way.

Here's a comment by "Angellus" on the 5/21 article. It's undeniable that there's going to be the accusation of racism thrown at anyone who has any negative view of this change, regardless of their reasons. I find it unfair and narrow-minded that any negative response is automatically assumed to be coming from a racist point of view. To say that changing Louis' race is unequivocally an improvement fails to take into account how that change has a Domino effect on all of the other parts of the story. Not the least of which is that, if he is still a slaver/slave holder/plantation owner/(insert your preferred term) that adds a whole new racist element to his owning Black/POC people, even though, apparently there were Black/POC plantation owners. 

Not the least of which: How will this change impact his relationship with Lestat? Particularly when Lestat has the added issue of being described in those articles as having “mind control abilities” and “insistent that he gets what he wants and when facing rejection,” a terrible combination in terms of consent, even in a relationship of the same race, let alone invoking Caucasian/white dominance over Black/POC people, AND Lestat being the catalyst to Louis’ questioning his sexuality:

Lestat is insistent that he gets what he wants and when facing rejection, petulance can quickly turn to ruthless rage which causes frenzied acts of horrifically brutal violence. Lestat also has mind control abilities. Lestat initially infuriates Louis, but this soon turns to fascination which leads Louis to question his religion and sexuality. 

^Screencap reads: "I love how racist everyone is in the damn comments, this doesn’t pervert the story you’re all racist and it’s disgusting. I’m looking forward to it, I hope you keep crying your salty racist tears asswipes."

It makes me question whether Angellus truly believes what they wrote, if this is an ideology, or a troll. I would suggest their use of the term “pervert” is correct though, pervert means: “alter (something) from its original course, meaning, or state to a distortion or corruption of what was first intended.” That’s what this race change does, factually. Although, in this context, “distortion or corruption” carries a negative connotation. It would take a lot to show how this change does not meet the definition or “to pervert,” though.

I hope the rumours of Louis being a brothel owner aren't true

I agree 1,000%, I was hoping that these were just rumors. But, aside from the race change, if this were the only change, I find Louis being a brothel owner to be equivalently morally reprehensible to being a slaver/slave holder/plantation owner/(insert your preferred term). Ideally, they’d change his career to something that doesn’t involve benefiting from the bodies/labor of others in any morally reprehensible manner.

I mean, with a black Louis they can't have him being a slaver anymore, so maybe they're trying to find something that is also morally reprehensible for him to be.

He might still be a slaver. Who knows. Being morally reprehensible as a mortal man didn’t seem to me to be crucial to the story, but they still could have chosen something better. It seems to me like they want a brothel so they can have eye candy for an audience who want to see sex workers, maybe full frontal nudity. 

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What also gets my attention is that Anne and Christopher Rice have not yet posted publicly about it, which leads me to believe that this change wasn’t their choice. They take every chance to brag when they’re proud of something, every chance to crowdsource about casting ideas or which VC books Anne’s fans liked best, etc., and in this case, as of Aug. 31, 2021, (and to be fair, maybe I missed it), I haven’t seen either of them post about this on the official VC FB, Anne Rice’s FB, Annerice.com, Christopher Rice’s FB, or christopherricebooks.com. If it had been their choice, I think they would have gladly trumpeted their credit by now, but maybe they’re waiting to do it in a specific venue. Time will tell.

[rynosrookery]

lore and worldbuilding stuff, the concept of dragons being like semi-immortal, cw mentions of death 

there is nothing incredibly inspired abut this this (and is also influenced by a lot of stuff like.. cats and seasons of hieron and chrestomanci) in that, wrt my lair lore, dragons just have multiple lives?? might be something cheesy like all dragons have 11 lives or something. any circumstances that would kill a dragon  just reduces the numbers of lives that a dragon has. dragons still like physically age but probably stop physically aging at what would be the equivalent of 40-50 human years.

a dragon only begins to rly shows old age when they are down to their last few lives, and one of those last lives (maybes when a dragon has only 2 or 1 more life to lose before they are Done) is just. You Are A Ghost like a Literal Ghost a Translucent Dragon you are otherwise just as sentient and sapient as you were when you had more lives, you are just Also A Ghost. tho i think these old ghost dragons might start 2 lose touch with reality at this stage depending on if they are alone. i think a lot of uh. NPC dragon ghosts in the Rookery that my Actual dragons may run across are just v old and ancient and unfortunate dragons who have outlasted their families and are Alone and Isolated for many many years just Lost in many senses of the word. 

theoretically a normal dragon can live like. practically forever?? but im sure is also like. Not a thing for various reasons

when a dragon has no more lives to lose, if they do experience a life-ending event, then they finally actually die.i also think at the ghost stage, in which a dragon has no more lives to lose, being able to pass away into the ether or whatever is a conscious choice (but absolutely one that is not made lightly, and in the healthiest of communities and circumstances, is a personal decision that comes with a lot of significance and reverence and probably has some cultural practices and events involved). this is something that most likely, often happens after a dragon has lived a Bajillion years, is a peace with themselves, etc etc etc.

i feel like this is a fun explanation as to why there are just SOOO many ghosts in the Rookery’s territory (particularly underground). now i have a great excuse to start making some of my actual dragons Ghosts. plus this gives me a way to frame like. how my technically oldest dragons still look the way they do even tho i made them a bajillion years ago. i bet a LOT of dragons in the elder council still have quite a few lives to lose, and might be something to start including in their bios like. shahar has at least 4 lives or so before she kicks it for real or smthin 

anyway this all started bc i made one of my dragons a ghost hunter on a whim and for no real reason other than needing to fill his bio. but that got me Thinking, esp since i made details like “he helps identify ghosts that are super restless or out of touch with reality + gets them in touch with the Rookery, and even finds them their own rooms if they want”. like ghost old ppl retirement home.

what happens to dragons after they bite the dust??? idk their life energy magic or whatever is returned to the world or w/e idk

[oscurolibelle]

Madatobi - The More You Know: A gift for peppymint1986

I posted but forgot to @ ppl. Sorry! @madatobigiftexchange @peppymint1986

Elements:

Miscommunication, Scantily clad men, public indecency

Inspiration:

Marriage Hunt, Red eyes are blessed, Hostage for peace

Music:

Part 1: {The Moon over the Ruined Castle - Japanese Folk Music : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IqryOGvLAE}

Part 2: {Final Fantasy X - Hymn of the Faith [mashup] : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOiWCXzrBq4}

Part 3 & 4: {Most Wondrous Battle Music: "And The Sky Shall Unfold" by Johannes Bornlöf  : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bP4eWOEnY9Y}

It wasn't his intention to get caught. In fact he shouldn't have gotten caught at all. Tobirama sat bewildered at what was happening, staring at the fine silk robes on the four mattress tall futon surrounded by flowers. As if this counted as being "caught." He looked down at his wrists, bound by chakra seals in cuffs that would have been mistaken for beautiful bangles had they not been chained together. Where did the Uchiha get such luxuries? They always looked less off than the Senju in battle. He huffed, thinking about the Uchiha's lack of armor, the recycling of used kunai and senbon. The way most of their people wore old sandals. He'd noticed. And he was sure Hashirama had noticed too. Maybe that was why he always held back against Madara.

Right. Madara. The one who had caught him. Tobirama sighed internally, then rubbed his face waiting for the genjutsu to wear off.

Except it didn't. The beautiful robes and flowers were still there. The four futons were still there. And here he was, barely dressed in what appeared to be some kind of expensive fabric in a way he'd never seen anyone dress before.

"You look confused." A familiar voice barked, laughing. Tobirama sneered, looking behind him and Izuna smirked in return.

"Shouldn't you be dead?"

"On the contrary. I think my act worked rather well. Even Aniki didn't figure it out until we returned from battle." Tobirama made a face. Izuna had always been a crafty rat but to not let his brother in on a plan, well, that's just risky on Izuna's part. He turned fully to face him and the Uchiha spoke again. "It was the only way I could separate you from your people."

"Be done with this farce, Izuna." Tobirama growled. "I was prepared to die when I came here gathering intel."

"Die?" Izuna tilted his head. "Oh no, Senju. You've got it all wrong. You're not going to die. It's going to be far worse."

"So torture then? Be plain, Izuna."

"Ooo, so familiar, Tobirama-san." Izuna snickered mockingly. "You're a hostage for peace."

A beat.

"Is that what all this is for? A bribery?" A pale hand gestured to the extravagance.  The younger Uchiha brother shoved off the open door frame and strode into the room.

"Nope. That would be preparation for the Marriage Hunt."

"The _what_?" Tobirama's voice dropped several octaves, a dangerous and threatening tone.

"The m-a-r-r-i-a-g-e h-u-n-t." Izuna drawled, grinning from ear to ear, all teeth. Red eyes narrowed at the man before him.

"Marriage to whom? I'm assuming you mean me as one of the intended parties."

"I do." Izuna sighed, "If only you'd been a woman. This would have worked out perfectly for everyone involved." He shrugged, running a hand through his bangs.

"And why is that?" Tobirama's wheels were turning already. If being a woman would get him out of this, he'd have no choice but to use _that_ jutsu. He frowned internally, it wasn't like it wasn't useful, because it was. He had, on more than one occasion, used his disguise jutsu to turn himself into a beautiful naked woman to gather intel. He just hated being anyone else. And a sexy jutsu just wouldn't be-

"Well, then you could bear heirs."

Tobirama's mind skidded to a halt, screeching at painful speeds into a flaming dumpster of chaos.

"What." Was all he managed to get out before Izuna started laughing. His mood quickly soured. "Your jokes are not appreciated-"

"Who said it was a joke? I was being honest-"

"Izuna." A deeper voice cut the air like a hot knife and both men turned to see Madara standing in the doorway. Tobirama's eyes were quick to assess the situation. A just bathed Madara in sleeping yukata with his hair braided, most likely for bed as Tobirama assumed his hair would tangle like Hashirama's throughout the night. He looked slightly flushed, as if maybe he had been training before hand? Or maybe he'd soaked too long in a hot spring. Madara cleared his throat. "Don't you have somewhere to be?" Izuna looked from his brother to Tobirama before exiting the room without another word. Silence fell into his empty space and Tobirama waited for the boisterous yelling that always commenced between Madara and his brother to erupt into this scenario.

But it didn't. "Are the accommodations to your liking?" A very quiet Madara inquired, throwing the albino for a loop.

"No. I would prefer a dungeon. Perhaps be bound with rope like any other normal captive." His eyes narrowed. Madara's face twisted, and for a moment Tobirama thought he might laugh but he just sighed instead, irritated.

"You're not a normal captive."

"I'm not some stolen princess."

"Right." A long pause by the Uchiha. "Suppose I should fill you in then, Prince."

The Senju scoffed, attempting to fold his arms but unable to do so with the chained bracelets and instead awkwardly let his arms hang. Madara continued, not moving an inch toward Tobirama. "This is no bribery. Though I suppose it looks that way. You're a hostage for peace. I should take care of Hashirama's little brother, keeping him safe, Hashirama is most likely to agree to our terms of peace instead of a Senju dominated treaty." Madara was making sense however,

"That doesn't explain the misuse of clan funds for such luxuries. And I know you don't make enough money personally for all this." Tobirama wasn't intending to be mean, it was just a fact.

"You'd be wrong. On both accounts." He paused. "I have been saving my mission funds since I was eight. Every Uchiha does for a time such as this."

Now Tobirama was really confused as he was sure it was plastered all over his face. Madara looked him in the eyes. "For their intended bride."

"I am no bride." Tobirama snarled, teeth and eyes sharp, feeling his defenses raise like a cornered wolf.

"No? I guess I'll settle for a groom."

"_You_?" The albino was exasperated now.

"Yes. Me. You will be marrying me, groom." Madara stated plainly.

Tobirama's mind whirled to life again. So Izuna set this up, acting as if he was mortally wounded to lure a Senju here in the hopes it would be him, to capture him as a hostage and force him to politically marry his brother.

"Why not just ask?" Tobirama confessed his curiosity. Political marriages between feuding clans or lands often brought peace along with it and though his family had never considered the option because the Uchiha head family was also all boys, it was clear the Uchiha didn't carry such prejudices among them if their Head had preferences such as ... this. But the look on Madara's face was nothing short of offended.

"Like you would have agreed to this otherwise." He growled. "I'm no idiot, Tobirama. It is and always will be an intellectual battle of strategy with you." Though Tobirama was always matched against Izuna, he couldn't help but feel a bit prideful that his prowess was acknowledged by someone else of Hashirama's caliber. Then again, he should have known. Madara was no fool indeed.

"What makes you think I'll agree now?"

"You will." Madara seemed sure of himself, which in any other situation Tobirama might have admired such a trait but right now it scratched at his last nerve. He huffed in return. "Sleep well, groom. Your room is guarded by the best Uchiha have to offer and a priest. I don't suggest making a break for it either. If you care about your brother's peace, you'll play nice for at least a few days. Give yourself an opportunity to see things from our perspective." Madara turned, back to Tobirama, a bold move for a shinobi then looked over his shoulder at him. "By the way, you look delightful." His eyes spun red and Tobirama instinctively looked at his throat instead, mind spinning, confused and wondering what that meant. He looked up when the door shut and he finally was alone again.

Part 2:

Madara was beside himself when he caught Tobirama sneaking into the compound after Izuna's supposed injury. The albino clearly didn't mean to get caught but Izuna had laid enough traps that both Madara and Tobirama would run into each other on purpose. The surprise on both their faces sent Izuna cackling right into the koi pond.

He sighed, looking over at the Uchiha children, too young for battle, scampering around the scantily clad Tobirama and asking him a million questions about his appearance. Apparently, the Senju thought him a monster.

"I am just a man."

"But you're so pale!"

"How'd you get a blank Sharingan?"

"Why's your hair white? Are you old?"

Madara laughed to himself. Surely Tobirama didn't expect this kind of treatment but to say Madara was entertained by it was an understatement. He paused outside the temple waiting for Tobirama to catch up.

"Persistent."

"They're eager to learn."

"Do you not teach them of the White Demon?" Tobirama spat. Dark eyes looked at his contemplative for a moment.

"No." Was all he said, leading Tobirama inside the temple.

Tobirama admitted to himself, he'd never seen a temple like this one before. Long black drapery hung from its rafters, a simple washing basin at the entrance.

"Follow my lead and try not to be disrespectful." Madara chimed, moving to the washing basin, systematically washing his hands and face then praying and shrouding his face with a black veil. When Tobirama did the same, a gloved hand reached and stopped him, handing him a white veil instead. He frowned. Insistently, Madara shook it at him silently. Tobirama rolled his eyes and took it, putting it over his head and following Madara behind the fabrics and soft candle light.

A large statue of a woman emerged, surrounded by flowers of crimson color and other Uchiha, the men shrouded like Madara, the women were not. They didn't look up at him. All except the male at the front, unveiled, a priest Tobirama supposed. A priest that bowed to him when he entered. The albino attempted to bow in return when the priest stopped him,

"No. Among all the people here, it is you who is most honored." The look of confusion on his face made Madara snicker. The priest continued, "You seem puzzled, Moonchild."

"Very."

"I will recount for you then." The priest nodded to Madara who left Tobirama's side and knelt in prayer next to his kin, "Our lineage hails from Indra and his wife, Amaterasu." He gestured to the woman. "It is from Indra we received our eyes but from Amaterasu we gained our love."

Red eyes gazed up at the woman holding the infant in her arms. The priest continued, "After the death of his brother, Ashura-"

A lie. Ashura lived and Indra died.. Ashura is Senju lineage.. Tobirama thought to himself, listening.

"Amaterasu was heavy with child and was kidnapped for the unborn child's potential." It didn't take a genius to know where this was headed and Tobirama stiffened. "The child was taken from her before it's due time and it didn't make it. In her rage, Amaterasu burned the entire valley with black flame that none could extinguish. When she returned to Indra, in her distraught, she thought she would never again bear a child." A long pause. "But she was wrong. She was blessed with a Moonchild. The babe grew and from her, our clan was born. A child with skin as pale as the moon, eyes like red stones, and hair as white as snow."

Tobirama wasn't an idiot. This was a description of him.

"So, naturally, we hail Moonchildren as blessed. As heaven sent. And you, even though you're the enemy, to kill a Red Eyed Moonchild will bring the wrath of Amaterasu down upon us."

It all made sense now. Tobirama looked up at the rubies that was set as the child's eyes. The reason why most Uchiha would never touch him, only retaliating out of fear of their lives. The whole reason why Izuna never outright killed him when he had the chances. Why this whole situation had occurred. Silently, he looked at the priest. "Only women are permitted to speak in here. Of course besides myself and.. well.. you." The Uchiha were making more sense with each day and part of him hated that they did. He just wanted to go back to when it was a simpler time, attacking the enemy just because they were the enemy and not understanding them at their core.

The women, less of them in battle than Senju, were guardians of the home, the most powerful and most protected by the Uchiha men. The reverence they have for their women, the understanding they have of life and death. And the way they gazed upon him as if their very insides were confused. He barely noticed when he and Madara returned to the head house.

"They're conflicted." Madara spoke at last, escorting Tobirama to his captive room, almost as if reading his mind. "People like you... are a blessing and they think the Senju have been blessed above us. They lost hope when you entered battle against us."

The silver and gold bangles clinked as Tobirama entered the room, contemplating all he'd seen and heard in the past few days. "They seem to have hope before my capture."

"That-" Madara began, standing in the doorway, "-is because of me." And with that, he closed the door, leaving Tobirama sneering to himself of how self-absorbed Madara really must be.

Part 3:

"You've got it all wrong."

"What do I have wrong, Izuna?" Tobirama sneered, it was the end of day three and he had yet to decide for himself what he would do.

"Aniki said we lost hope seeing you in battle, but he never said he was the one to bring us hope. He said it was because of him we have hope."

"You're speaking in circles." Red eyes narrowed, sitting on the floor, still refusing to use the many luxuries provided to him in the room.

"He said he'd bring you to our side. Well, more specifically, he said he'd marry you."

"Excuse me?" The albino pursed his lips, "You expect me to believe that your brother said that when he was a child?"

"I don't expect you to believe anything." Izuna set the very plain cloth down on the floor. "He said he would. We all laughed because of course, it wouldn't work. You're a male. But it occurred to me.. that marriages don't require children to be valid." The younger said, as if he'd had a revelation. "Political marriage specifically. So here we are." He put his hands on his hips, waiting for the answer.

Tobirama sighed, he'd seen and heard many things in the past few days, most of which did in fact, sway his original opinion of the bloodthirsty Uchiha he'd grown to hate and respect over the years. They were a clan gripped by a love deeper than the Senju, crazed with the pain that losing that love brings. It was Hashirama's dream, this peace. Tobirama could never really imagine it in his head, but he could theorize on how to accomplish such a feat. Many policies, many treaties, and so so much trust would be needed. But this... this capture turned everything on it's head. He could  single handedly stop this centuries' old war. Him. The second born of the Senju Head. Not the Mokuton User. Not the first born, his brother who shone like the sun and commanded respect with his very presence.

Him. A child of water and moonlight and darkness.

It was a long moment before he reached for the garment silently. He could hear Izuna's breath hitch. Was he really going to do this?

"Tell me how it works."

Part 4:

When he stepped out into the open with Izuna wearing only the loin cloth provided, he held his head high and walked straight to Madara. Surprised, the Uchiha flushed an interesting pink from his face down his chest, which only made Tobirama's eyes wander. They were dressed the same, and as per Izuna's instructions, everything looked to be in order. "Betrothed." Tobirama drawled bored like.

"You're going through with it?"

"Yes. Hashirama isn't the only one who wants children to stop dying." Tobirama huffed, hand waving. "Though I've never entertained the thought of a man before." Madara raised a brow. "There isn't much time for such things in war."

That was a lie, Madara knew quite well that sexual encounters were not just the norm in war time, it was honestly the quickest and most effective way to blow off steam. Every shinobi had done it if not with both sexes, then at least one or the other but from the look on Tobirama's face, he was unfazed. "Have you ever..."

"I don't think I need to be here for this conversation," Izuna nearly yelled to not hear whatever response had tumbled out of Tobirama's mouth. "Okay you've got your instructions. The marriage hunt begins now. Get going!" He flickered away and like that, the two men were standing nearly naked and alone at the forest edge of camp.

"We need to get going before they catch us." Tobirama only nodded at Madara's remark, gesturing for him to lead the way. With that, Madara darted into the forest, Tobirama on his heels. It was intensely quiet for a long period of time, Madara scanning the forest with his Sharingan as they put space between them and the compound. He paused on a branch, pulling Tobirama into a hollowed tree trunk with him. Except he didn't account for Tobirama's height and his eyes widened when the albino's head smacked on the opening with the force of his pull. A pale hand went up to hold his face and Madara tried not to laugh, listening to see if the loud thud had given them away. Tobirama looked unimpressed, but followed him into the tight space, surprised at just how bulky Madara's torso was compared to his own. Chest to chest, they hid inside the trunk, whispering and keeping their senses open.

"I sense fourteen at seven position." Tobirama whispered.

"They're not close enough for me to see yet." Madara looked back at the pale chest before him in the dark, trying not to flush again with their proximity.

"What's your plan?"

"I say we cross into Nara territory and wait out the rest of the day. The sun is rising." Tobirama scoffed looking bewildered at his shorter companion.

"I am NOT hiding nearly naked in NARA territory even if it is for peace."

"You could always hide fully naked." Madara immediately looked away as both of them flushed and scowled. "If we don't hide, we'll spend all day running and by night fall, the clan will be upon us. And I know their tenacity. They'll keep coming until we're both captured and if we want peace, we can't let that happen."

"Then we go north into the mountains."

"Are you crazy? It's nearly winter and you want to go into the mountains, in less than a fundoshi?"

"There's a hot spring-" Madara pulled Tobirama down to his knees, nearly flush with his waist as the top of the trunk was shattered over them. Ignoring the placement of his face so close to an erogenous zone, Tobirama took the initiative and lifted Madara onto his shoulder, bounding upwards as kunai trailed after them.

He picked up speed, silently thanking the gods that Hashirama had grown into the thick tree trunk brother he became or Tobirama would have never gained the strength to pick Madara up like this and bound away. With Madara using wind jutsu to cut down trees to block the way of his kin as he berated Tobirama for carrying him like a sack of rice, the sun seemed to spark brighter over the horizon and through the leaves. Suddenly, the albino tumbled forward, nearly planting them both into a cliff face and dropped Madara who squawked as he not so graciously caught himself on a hanging rock.

"What the hell, Senju?!"

"I should be asking you the same." Tobirama spat, holding onto another rock.

"I was helping you!"

"By hitting me with wind jutsu?"

"By propelling us forward faster!" Tobirama paused, a tactical moment when he realized Madara wasn't just limply hanging onto him, he was trying to work with him the only way he knew how. He opened his mouth to respond when a fire jutsu flashed between the two hanging on the side of the cliff and they both bolted upwards for the edge to keep going.

"You should have warned me you'd use that tactic!"

Madara just gave his companion a dirty look as they raced through the next bout of trees, fire licking at their heels. It wasn't long before they both broke through to the other side, right into a farmer's field. "Where the hell are we?"

"Oh gods damn it." Tobirama face palmed, then turned. "They're right behind us. Hurry."

"W-what?!" Madara squawked as Tobirama yanked him through the rice field, past the very confused farmer and into the bushes on the other side.

"They'll have to slow down through the field or risk burning it." Tobirama raised his voice over the sound of the wind as they ran, Madara too focused on the hand grasping his wrist to do anything about it.

"And we just-"

"Izuna didn't say we couldn't be seen. He said we couldn't be caught."

"That's not the point-"

"Then what's the point?" Tobirama looked around, engrossed in the chase now, body flexing as they stopped for a moment to reconsider their surroundings and listen for their hunters. Madara's eyes wandered over the companion before him and huffed, tearing his eyes away to scan the perimeter of their line of sight.

"It's not about the chase. Well it is but-"

"Izuna said-"

"Izuna didn't say-"

The two jumped as they were interrupted by a hailstorm of senbon. Madara tackled Tobirama, and the two rolling down a hill into a creek, fall leaves jumping into the air as they went. Madara groaned, now they were wet and cold, and- his brain stopped when they stood up and Tobirama looked around.

"What's wrong with you?" The albino snapped his fingers in Madara's face who blinked and suddenly looked up.

"You uh.."

"I what? Spit it out, Uchiha."

"You lost your cloth."

Tobirama's lips pursed as he decidedly did not look down to check and tried to decidedly not blush at his nakedness. He could hear Madara swallow. "Not something you like?" He hissed, touchy about the subject of his body.

"On the contrary." Madara cleared his throat, "You're quite gifted-" He ducked as another senbon went whizzing over his head. "But we can discuss who's riding who later-" Red enveloped Tobirama's entire body leaving him less agile than he'd like, especially when Madara snatched him up and took off running away from the approaching Uchiha trying to stop them. All he could think now was how nice peace would be. No running. No fighting. A warm body to wake up to.. and maybe.. just maybe someone to banter with.

[muwur]

snapchat headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for using snapchat w ur boi toi ft. the pretty setter squad

❧ gn reader

✎ 3.1k words

a/n: kinda a combo of how they use sc and the kinds of snaps they send you! along w wat u send them, and uh... dating stuf n shenanigans? texting/snapping habits? my fantasies? IDEK ANYMORE EOFHEFJ

this was born from the recesses of my mind , which desired nothing mor than snapchats from suga , us sending cute selfies , others bein dumb n chaotic , no context videos , n him snapping me photos of some mangoes on sale he said he’ll buy for me DXX it’s too late for me now

doing research on hq bois and surfing thru sc features (im just now realizing theres quite a bit?? im hoping i address most of them at some point lolol) instead of real life tings aHHhhhHAHA

requests: open! will be working on a suga one i got, dw, requester!

sugawara

✧ sends good morning and good night snaps

✧ so he’s rlly good at keeping streaks, probs has the longest ones (one of them being y’alls streak)

✧ posts tidbits of volleyball practice on his story every once in a while

✧ snaps you pics of his sleeping teammates when they’re coming back to school after a long day of matches , adding a single ‘❤️’ as a caption

✧ he will also create colorful masterpieces on all of them

✧ gives daichi a santa beard, tanaka a squiggly stache (i imagine it to look like spongebob n patrick’s seaweed ones now that were mEN), n kageyama sum angry brows,,, wait he already has them lolol u good der kags

✧ posts a picture of you when you’re hanging out, captioning it: “🥰“

✧ has conversations with you purely via snaps

✧ ranges from casual chats and checking up on u to crackwhoring ( ** indicates the photo, while the “” quotes indicate the caption, all snaps are italicized, otherwise its regular dialogue)

✧ suga: *peace sign* “hey sweetheart, how r u?”

✧ you: *pics of homework* “ahh, drowning in school ;-; i cant wait for this week to be over fghjkl”

✧ suga: *close up with :o on his face* “let’s study together tmrw!”

✧ or

✧ suga: *complete darkness* “its 3 am n i cant sleep”

✧ you: *the top half of your head, laying on a pillow* “ ;( aw babe. do u want me to send something to help u sleep?”

✧ suga: *still in darkness* “y u still up?? go sleep. n 🥺 yes pls”

✧ you: *snaps pics of feet* “that’ll be 50 bucks, pay up” 

✧ suga: *darkness remains* “can we make a trade instead? i promise to make it worth ;)”

✧ ok now u BOTH cant sleep (im sry my crackheading be acting up around 2am eeryday, i stan a mischievous suga--)

✧ video chats (in the darkness lol) instead until you both pass out (im not in luv u r 😭)

✧ super down to take filtered selfies w you

✧ does all the silly ones with you (things like ’angry face’ or the frog one)

✧ but also rlly digs lookin cute with you using some heart crowns, y’all an aesthetic (n crakhead) duo fosho

✧ def subscribes to life hacks and tries them out himself, has a 50% success rate

kageyama

✧ doesn’t rlly use snapchat too much

✧ but when he does

✧ will either send you a picture to indicate he’s at volleyball practice (wow wat a sexi lookin gym floor)

✧ or some random picture of whatever he’s doing at the moment (*drinking milk*)

✧ this is mostly in order to save streaks

✧ he’s so bad at streaks

✧ “why does it matter?? what’s the point of sending just black screens or whatever’s in front of you at the moment??”

✧ can’t keep a consistent streak for more than 3 days and also doesn’t care (until hinata challenges him to see who can have the longer one)

✧ when you send him videos of him playing, he really focuses on them to try to improve his technique. asks you to send those vids to him (assuming u saved them, which u did)

✧ but when you look over his shoulder when he’s watching a video and give him some compliment (“i recorded at the perfect moment! that was a really good set, kageyama!”), he gets a bit flustered

✧ gets even more flustered but pretty happy whenever you post videos on your story showing karasuno winning some points with captions like:

✧ “footage of the legendary quick >.>” or “karasuno crows flyin high!” or “these bois make my heart 😭 im so proud”

✧ you WILL catch him off guard in photos, using filters that surrounds his head w/ emojis like 🥺💖🥰💘

✧ you also put these on your story (to his dismay)

✧ ppl comment on these mor than anything else (n for those who dont rlly kno kageyama, theyre kinda surprised to him like this)

✧ hinata snickers “hey kageyama you look pretty good here--”

✧ takes some selfies with you, mostly cuz you want them

✧ saves them after u send them over (n secretly cherishes them)

✧ occasionally watches his subscriptions, they’ll usually involve sports, mostly volleyball (who woulda guessed)

✧ you use his bitmoji to test out random facial expressions you would never see him wear

✧ you: “can you smile and wink like this? act like you’re the obnoxious charming guy in a shojo.”

✧ will actually attempt, but it looks so bad that you die inside and he never wants to try again cuz of ur laughing outburst (you: “😭😭 bb im sorry i couldnt help it”)

oikawa

✧ literally sends you anything and everything

✧ morning bathroom selfie to show off how good his hair came out that day, saying:

✧ “he has risen”

✧ or “i woke up like this”

✧ and my favorite, “you’re lucky you get this content for frEE”

✧ selfies with iwa, who just looks annoyed and exasperated at the camera

✧ sends you pics of his lunch and snacks (“bet u wish u had milk bread too”)

✧ always packs extra milk bread so he could convince you to stay at his practice after school--

✧ FILTERSS

✧ I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENUF

✧ will either use the filters that make him kayooottt (cute)

✧ loves the ones named ‘hearts,’ ‘soft,’ ‘peach,’ ‘butterfly cheeks,’ vsco filters LOL, etc

✧ uses ‘big mouth’ when he feelin a bit sASSY; also loves to use this one when he rants, it channels his inner valley girl

✧ sometimes he’ll be snacking or drinking something while he does so (“hey guys today im gonna eat these milk buns from my favorite bakery and this bomb orange juice and complain about this little kid who talked smack to me earlier and almost made me cry--”)

✧ takes cute selfies with you, is an aesthetic selfie king, puts them on his story to show off he’s hangin with you

✧ but on your story you only post the ones he looks bad in LOL

✧ has separate stories for his every need, some r private (and lucky you, ur included in all of them)

✧ titles them ‘mean things iwa said to me today,’ ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ ‘a day in the life of oikawa,’ ‘volleyball 🏐,’ ‘unpopular opinions,’ etc. 

✧ fitting room photoshoots lol

✧ “y/n, what do you think of this??” “and this?” “oOH WHAT ABOUT THIS??”

✧ ends up calling you through video chat so you can live critique his choices

✧ “oikawa, please no, i can’t be seen with you in public if you wear those--”

✧ also changes his bitmoji’s outfits from time to time, hopes you’ll notice, but you don’t LOL (oikawa: ;((((((( )

kenma

✧ uses sc usually just to reply to messages ppl send him

✧ indifferent about streaks, but keeps a few with ppl he’s closer to

✧ mindlessly plays the snapchat games with you, finds some of them kinda cute

✧ you both made his bitmoji for him, dressing his up in the orange cat suit

✧ you also helped make kuroo’s and put his in the black cat suit to match--

✧ snaps you every time he gets a new game, starts playing it, and once he finishes

✧ started to post some gameplays and reviews on his sc story (might as well add them to sc since he was already on other social platforms), and ended up amassing a large following

✧ follows the tech and gaming stories on sc

✧ as well as the ones with cute animals--

✧ open to selfies with you, usually wears a calm expression and holds up a peace sign

✧ even occasionally sticks his tongue out

✧ his story is occasionally heavily bombarded with candids of him w/ pretty sc filters, all taken by you

✧ but of all the filters, you love using the clout glasses on him

✧ especially when he’s just minding his own business

✧ “kenma, in his tru habitat” when hes cocooned in a blanket

✧ “kenma, on his way to steal yo manz” while on his way to the bathroom

✧ “kenma, next iron chef. watch out gordon” as he’s cooking instant ramen

✧ “kenma” n das it

✧ but he thinks it meme-y so he lets you do whatever you want, kinda digs it

✧ you end up dedicating your snap story to memes of kenma and the nekoma volleyball team. ppl are in it for the shits n giggles n hot bois

✧ you later discover someone else did the same thing with their volleyball team filled with hot bois from shiratorizawa, and you befriend tendou and share funni internet tings

akaashi

✧ 99% of his photos include either you or bokuto or both

✧ bokuto spams akaashi’s story and contact list with selfies and videos of himself using weird filters, often gets you to join him

✧ has several streaks, but will send something with more substance than a black screen or his bedroom window

✧ will usually involve smthng that just happened to him or smthing he saw, like:

✧ “a kind older lady offered me some apples in return for helping her”

-or:

✧ “how do i break the news to bokuto that the yaikniku place he’s been wanting to go to for the past week ,,, is closed today”

✧ o n let’s not leave out:

✧ “is it possible to conjure a ghost using a wooden spatula, ketchup, and a chalk drawn hexagram? bokuto’s been paranoid ever since he tried last night and i dont know what to tell him. seriously, help”

✧ looks through stories occasionally, comments whenever bokuto makes questionable decisions

✧ also comments on whatever you’ve posted. his words range from “you’re cute” to “why,” depending on the content

✧ ppl know when y’all are hanging out cuz he’ll post smthing to indicate he’s with you, usually it’s some candid and you’re not paying attention

✧ appreciation posts for you as well! esp if you got him something, like onigiri or his fav, Nanohana no Karashiae , for lunch! (akaashi: *snaps a pic of his food* “thank you y/n for feeding me”)

✧ prefers video calling over texting/snapping whenever possible tho

✧ occasionally reminisces thru his sc memories

✧ enjoys the flashback feature and will send them to you and bokuto (cuz they’re about y’all anyway lolol)

✧ also has secretly saved a bunch of selfies of himself, consists of him trying out a lot of the filters (he feelin himself)

✧ you, one day, looking thru his phone and discovering them: “akaashi, you’re so pretty wtf”

✧ akaashi: “...”

koganegawa

✧ sends you selfies of him before practice

✧ during breaks

✧ and after practice, usually makes a comment about how it went for him that day like:

✧  “i hit a decent toss today and futakuchi actually complimented me!”

✧ that, or:

✧ “i got yelled at 17 times today 😢😩”

✧ has quite a few streaks, his longest ones being with you and hinata

✧ def uses filters

✧ tries out every funny one he finds and sends you videos

✧ “look y/n im an aaaaAALlliiEEENnnNNN oo oo hoo hhhooOOh”

✧ “now im a chicky nuggy!!” (chicken nugget)

✧ also enjoys the doodle feature

✧ but he uses the filter with the clout glasses unironically--

✧ usually when smth good happens to him and he feels happy and/or cool about it

✧ “just beat the boss in this game on my 69th try B)”

✧ “kogane, that’s--”

✧ plays sc games with you and thinks bitmojis r cool

✧ kinda sad he cant find a hair option that matches him tho lolol rip

✧ you: “you hair’s just,,, unique,,,”

✧ subscribed to anything sports and fitness, as well as pop culture so he can stay in the loop

✧ also watches everyone else’s stories, pointing out whenever he sees smthing cool and/or interesting

✧ “woahh, karasuno’s at nationals right now! i wish we could’ve won, but next year for sure!!”

✧ you encourage him at all his games, hyping him up irl and online

✧ “koganegawa: best setter 😍!!”

✧ luckily you didnt record the parts he completely messed up LOL

semi

✧ before going out with you, snaps you a pic of his casual outfit like:

✧ semi: “does this look ok”

✧ you: “babe you look great, tendou was just messing with you”

✧ will make unwanted appearances on tendou’s snap and complains to you about them

✧ “i didnt consent to being part of his meme page” and

✧ “okay, but he didn’t only have to share all the moments i messed up--”

✧ also indifferent about streaks but will do them

✧ sometimes sends snaps/streaks indicating he’s practicing his music

✧ when you see these you usually ask him to send you vids or if you can come over n watch

✧ initially is a bit shy about it but he loves what he does and you and knows you’re genuinely interested and supportive so he agrees

✧ secretly rlly enjoys having you as his personal audience

✧ lowkey into asmr, like the soap cutting shit as well as chewing crunchy things

✧ also watches food porn and clips of mukbangs, then can’t resist going on youtube and watching the whole thing

✧  “y/n, can we try this, it looks so good--”

✧ will also often watch oikawa’s stories, especially his ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ and makes comments about him being an idiot

✧  “this kid he’s talking about is a savage”

✧ but admits they’re quite entertaining

✧ just looks serious in all the selfies you take with him

✧ you: “can you look like you’re enjoying yourself?”

✧ semi: “i look cooler like this tho”

✧ sc memories filled with shenanigans from you and the volleyball team, doodles, and mirror selfies with him experimenting diff looks (you: “tendou, you got him way too concerned about this”)

✧ also enjoys showing off he’s with you, taking a short video of you when you hang out

✧ you: “semi, i look bad right now”

✧ semi: “but you can never look bad”

✧ you: “🥺 bb”

✧ viewers: “aw”

✧ shiratorizawa: “can he be this nice with us LOL”

shirabu

✧ his main mode of communication with you is mostly through the regular messaging app, so he doesn’t use sc too much

✧ also doesn’t care for streaks and is bad at keeping them

✧ will answer to you or his senpais rather soon tho

✧ but lets all his other notifications pile up a bit before finally going thru them

✧ goes through the snaps he receives really fast, spending like 2 seconds each to look at them cuz aint nobody got time for dat

✧ doesn’t even rlly open goshiki’s LOL

✧ you have fun using filters on him and taking videos while he’s just doing his own thing peacefully like studying

✧ it takes him a second to notice and when he finally looks up, he just gives you an exasperated look

✧ cue you cracking up with laughter bc the filter finally shows up on his face

✧ his eyes and mouth are now on mike wazowski

✧ that, or his face becomes so disturbingly moRPhed like an alien

✧ caption: “ken-chan, my future medical man 😍”

✧ “y/n, please, this is like the 7th time in the last 20 minutes--”

✧ finally convinced him to take a study break and hang out with you

✧ which usually consists of snacking and light banter while you lay your head on his lap

✧ and scrolling through snapchat stories and showing him what everyone else is up to and cool things you’re subscribed to

✧ “loooook, dr. miami’s doing another butt job! is this the line of work you’re studying so hard for?”

✧ “no, it’s really not”

✧ is actually very soft with you and likes having the photos and vids for memories

atsumu

✧ sends you snaps where his brother looks bad, captioning it:

✧ “this is evidence that im the hotter twin”

✧ likewise, osamu sends you snaps where atsumu looks even worse

✧ like, the mans passed out, looking rekt and open mouthed, drool seeping into his pillow

✧ osamu: “u still have time to break up with him”

✧ also lucky for you, atsumu also loves to take unflattering photos of you and send them to you randomly at like 2 am

✧ you: “nani tf when did you even take this??”

✧ usually posts a snap while he’s out somewhere like at a match, the gym, outside on a run, a party, or just hanging out with you or his frens

✧ however, makes sure you look good if you show up on his story cuz he wants to show you off

✧ doesn’t really care for streaks, but has a lott

✧ but also has a tON of unopened snaps

✧ is the type to send just a black screen n call it a day, or maybe spice it up by sending a pic of the sexi gym floor (a comeback) w his shoe in the corner

✧ will, however, consistently respond to you and kinda looks forward to ur snaps (secretly hopes you show ur face)

✧ but when you dont:

*in class*

✧ atsumu: *a smirk on his face* “your content’s kinda dry today” 

✧ you: *your sexi desk* “my nudez ain’t free, i demand compensation”

✧ atsumu: *grasped his chin in thought, but angled the cam up bc he needa hide his phone in class lolol* “what if i... take you out on a romantic excursion”

✧ you: * your face but with ‘sausage’ filter* “🥵🥵🥵🥵 yessir, what u want”

✧ rlly only wants to have pics of your face wat a closeted sOFTIE

✧ likes to have content on his flashbacks

✧ usually has other social media sources to keep up to date with things

✧ actually rlly digs using sc filters, mostly ones that’ll make him look like a queen

✧ captions a selfie of you two like: “me >>>>>>> y/n”

✧ but nearly everyone who comments on it is like: “i think you flipped the sign, bro 🤥”

✧ judges ppl who are into soap cutting asmr (you will never hear the end of it if you also like it)

a/n: sc kinda dying for me, my use went from suga to an atsumu to like nearly nonexistent LOL

also o gawd i already have ideas here n there for a pt 2 so stay tuned fjxnwfesd hope it takes me less long cuz this one took me fkin foreva LOL

idk y i made semi like mukbangs but i feel like he’d be rlly into them--

[papers4me]

When Stories Changes Colors

Often authors start their stories based on certain themes & genres, then they later move away from some of them as the stories deepen & reach climax. So, once you reach the conclusion, the story has become something else entirely different from how it started.

That’s called story-telling. The longer you tell the story, the different it becomes. However, this change helps the story move away from the basic introduction of its characters, plot & world-building into the exploration of meaningful themes leading to the story’s vision. The overall vision is the reason why the story was essentially created. Doing that is not a necessity, but it sets complex stories apart from simple ones. It is very important that while you can change themes & even genres within your story, you need to effectively wrap things up in the conclusion. Not necessarily bringing back what you have long moved from, but holding the story together using the vision. This is the thing that can’t change. You started the story for a reason & this reason should conclude it. Themes & genres are tools you need to reach your destination.

For example: (with spoilers)

-Fruits Basket anime started as simple, basic, direct, short “lesson the day” episodes in season 1 & moved to exploring traumatic themes, character depth, ugly truths, & emotional turmoil in season 3. While Fruits Basket isnt the best example due to the anime’s favoring quick over-dramatic presentation of trauma over deep character depth & consistency of quality in season 3, the later still does the job of reaching the heart & conveying the message of “welcoming growth & accepting change”. Story-wise, there is no comparison between seasons 1 & 3. They look so different that it feels rewarding. Season 3 holds what fruits basket is in its core, a story abt accepting human weakness & moving on in life, leaving behind the small simple lessons of its early episodes.

-Attack on Titans is a an example succeeding brilliantly to change colors then failing miserably "tie” the colors in the final step. we can compare the first season to season 4 (firs part) & you’ll feel you’re watching/reading a different story! in a good way! the last good way. Now the final arc in the manga does a good job of ruining this as it attempts to return back to the beginning to story that has long moved from what it was initially. Calling back sth that has long been abandoned isn’t parallel, it’s contradiction & the plot will strat having holes bigger & bigger as the conclusion comes. AOT’s plot has become sth way bigger than a group of “ united avengers” can defeat to save the day & the story has become is too deep & complex to have one big giant baddie that must be defeated for peace. You can’t start simple, go complex as hell, then finish as simple as “snow white & the 7 dwarfs defeating the Evil Queen”. Isyama had the ending decided for so long as he claimed more than once, so what went wrong is the road reaching to it. If what we have in the final arc is the vision from the beginning, then the story should have been tailored to suit it. The story-telling reaching before the final arc is one of the most complicated, complex & deep plot exploration with various character depths (minus the protagonist or antagonist or whatever u wanna call him), but the final arc itself failed to contain all this with its basic one-sided battle & no color suited it, so it revered back to trying to parallel the beginning bringing back as much parallel as possible from every character & scene in its early stages.

-Game Of Thrones is an example of unnecessary intentional change of colors. Unlike the above examples, GOT started complex & complicated from the get go. You get introduced to tons characters thro their dialogue & interactions. The story’s themes & world-building involve magic, mystical world & politics. These three are the core of the story, moving away from them creates a story that is a kind to soap opera of repeated short dialogues & unnecessary drama. The show producers wanted to minimize the unique “magic “ aspect of the story to change its colors to appeal to the masses “like mothers & sport players” or sth. The problem is GOT’s color is what gained popularity & changed the masses view abt watching fantasy stories. For example, stories abt vampires & mermaid have their own audience & the majority of viewers won’t tune to watch them as they might deem them too “ fantasy”. But GOAT seasons 1 & 2 with the magic world gained immense flowing from viewers who normally skip such genres. These ppl have already accepted the “magic” of GOT as part of what the story is & were expecting to see a pay off in the final season. However the producers decisions to move away from “magic” meant killing off what was the build up from season 1. The White Walkers were destroyed with one stab thro a single character’s body. With one stab, you end what you sacrificed seasons, plots & characters to establish. The politics itself was simplified immensely as long built, established with foreshadowing political rivals simply “bent da knee due to love love”. Others wanted elephants & died under a brick. Villains who once were the core of the story with their complexity such as Tywin & little finger, or their madness such as Joffery & Ramsey were changed into whatever the show’s Euron Greyjoy was. a simple& basic villain with not much plot value.

So, good story-telling requires a well-established structure with thought off vision & an overall perspective of what the story needs to become from the beginning. Writing itself is a nonlinear process, so writers will either go above their own structure or under it, especially in stories that are published/aired while written. However, if the decisions is made to start publishing or airing before the whole process of writing is over, then there is bigger responsibility on the writing team to review each chapter/ episode while keeping in mind where it’s going & what’s expressing. Nothing is more disappointing than seeing a great written story loose its colors instead of just changing to new better colors or showcasing more hidden ones.