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polizwrites · 1 year ago

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PoliZ’s WIP Update - 18 Oct 2023

Barely any writing done this week, with Real Life (and con-attending) once again taking center stage. I touched 3 fics (1 WIP & 2 new works) for a total of 1206 words.

On Ao3, I posted:

Chapter Two of Caught By the Rain and Blinded by the Lightning - Tony/Thor the morning after a one night stand.

A Hairy Situation - WinterHawk (Clint/Bucky) No Powers Werewolf AU one shot.

Chapter Two of Card Sharks - Sam POV of Sam/Nat & Steve working to get Bucky on board for a foursome/polycule (established Stucky).

I have 18 semi-active WIPs 😬 with my current deadlines being Halloween Horror Bingo and the Fictober/ Flufftober/ Whumptober prompt challenges that all wrap at the end of the month.

See below cut for what I’m working on/planning to work on - arranged more or less by bingos/challenges/etc. As always, feel free to send me prompts or plot bunnies as well as asks regarding any of these projects or any other WIPs I’ve got out there. Interaction really helps feed the Muse and keep me motivated!

Seek & Destroy Collab

After reading @psychiccatpanda‘s amazing Morguna and the Green Queen, I got the itch to explore the Soldier’s POV and talked Faustie into collab’ing with me! We’re working on a new part of the series, and I’ve contributed about 900 words towards the 2500-ish we have so far. Going to see if I can squeeze any of my BBB squares into this fic.

Sam Wilson Bingo [SWB_R3] (Ends 15 Oct 2023)

I completed ten fills and got my Column G bingo - masterpost coming by the end of the week.

* B4 - Natasha Romanoff - Posted Chapter Two of Card Sharks - changed to Sam POV where he and Nat and Steve conspire to create a polycule/foursome with Bucky. It crossed over with my BBB KINK: Seduction mission square and came in at 617 words (714 total for the fic).

Halloween Horror Bingo - [HHB_23] (Ends 31 Oct 2023)

Just signed up for this event, hosted by @halloweenhorrorbingo. After picking three horror films, you get a 3x3 card (with 3 alternates) with prompts based on those films.

* B1 - Dealing with Extreme Cold - seems like a good match with my BBB Cold and or SVB Last Resort square along with Whumptober: Thermometer & Fictober "It's not too late, let's go."

* ALT1 - There’s something under the bed - Posted A Hairy Situation on Friday - WinterHawk Werewolf AU that crossed over with my BBB "This might as well happen" square and Whumptober Makeshift Bandages and Suppressed Suffering prompts. It came in at 2197 words.

Fictober/Flufftober/Whumptober - [FFWtober_23] (Ends 31 Oct 2023)

I’m lumping these three prompt challenges together as I plan on mixing and matching with a goal of using at least four prompts from each list by the end of the month for a total of 12 prompts. I’m a little behind at only three used so far, but we’ll see what the rest of the month brings!

* Whumptober Day 2: Thermometer see HHB Dealing with Extreme Cold

* Fictober Day 12: "I'm not saying I didn't like it." Posted a short Chapter 2 for Caught By the Rain and Blinded by the Lightning last Thursday as a crossover with my TSB Pairing: Tony/Thor square; it came in at 567 words.

* Whumptober Day 15: Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering – see HHB There’s something under the bed above.

* Fictober Day 24: [melting emoji] - combine with TSB "Get back in bed!" Tony has a fever and won’t listen to his partner. Maybe throw in a little Whumptober too?

* Fictober Day 27: "I don't know if they will accept this." - This could be a fun combo with TSB T2 - KINK: Cock-blocking 'bots.

WinterIron Bingo - [WIB_R1] (Ends 16 Dec 2023)

I have sixteen fills completed and two WIPs for this brand-new bingo event that I’m helping mod! Along with crossfilling against my other bingos, I’m going to try to combine my B column squares for the Iron Soldier badge (complete a bingo with a single work). – Alpha Tony Stark, “That was not my intention.”, James Rhodes, Alpine loves Tony and Blind date. (Tony POV remix of A Sugar Coated Pill?)

* N1 - Bucharest – I think I can fold this into a future chapter of My Love is Vengeance - where a young!Tony and a recovering!Bucky have been kidnapped by Hydra, who still thinks Bucky is the Soldier.

* G2 - Eye contact during sex - This will come into play in Chapter 6 of A Sugar-Coated Pill, where Bucky figures out what making love really means, with Tony’s help. It’s crossing over with BBB KINK: Gentle Sex and is up to 1117 wordsm, hopefully to post Friday.

* G4 - AU: College Students – looking to expand Beaten to the Punch with some backstory on Bucky and Tony as science camp counselors to fit with this square - will also cross over with my WFB Volunteering Together square.

* O5 - Gentle – use this poem as inspiration?

Stucky’Verse Bingo Round 1 - [SVB_R1] (Ends 22 Dec)

Eleven fills, two WIPs and a couple of ideas.

* A1 - Harem - crossover with CABB Secret/Forbidden Relationship - Bucky and shrimpy!Steve are both concubines who love each other more than their lord. I poked at this a little for 71 words.

* A4 - Fairy Tale Curse - this seems custom-made for a continuation of Beyond the Beast😁 Nothing written yet, other than some Vague Ideas.

* C3 - FREE - probably using this for Chapter 2 of Half of the Flesh and Blood That Makes Me Whole - a Bucky POV remix of at least the first part of Take What Was Wrong (And Make it Right), which is currently sitting at 52 words. I’m expecting at least one more chapter, possibly two, depending on how far I want to take the remix.

* C5 - Last Resort - see HHB Dealing with Extreme Cold

Bucky Barnes Bingo - [BBB_R5] (Ends 10 Jan 2024)

I’ve got thirteen fills, four WIPs, and a couple more Vague ideas.

* B2 - KINK: Seduction Mission - See SWB Natasha Romanoff above.

* B5 - Cold - see HHB Dealing with Extreme Cold

* U1 - Never the fall that kills you - I’ve got a WinterIron hanahaki fic idea for this that I might play with or check against Whumptober prompts

* U3 - Fireplace - Working on a 1980′s No Powers WinterIron fic set at a ski lodge where Tony’s being wooed by poetry and love letters that Bucky wrote to someone else. Started poking at this as a crossover with a Love Letters prompt and it’s sitting at 129 words.

* C2 - Yelena Belova– The plan is to use this prompt in the next chapter of Peresmešnik, (aka Three Avengers and a Baby), which is currently sitting at 1303 words (600-ish of which are mine).

* C5 - Marriage of Convenience/Pretend Couple - next chapter of Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion. Got a spark of an idea the other day that might get me a bit further on this fic.

* K3 - Magic - Aro!Bucky healing with a kiss idea?

* Y1 - Gentle Sex – In-progress Chapter 6 of Sugar-Coated Pill- see WIB Eye Contact During Sex.

* Y3 - Alpine - see WIB Iron Soldier combo.

* Y4 - Forgotten Things - using this for Chapter 4 of You Can’t Stop It With a Gun - it’s sitting at 116 words at the moment.

* Y5 - "This might as well happen" - see HHB Something Under the Bed above.

* May Adopted - Insomnia - finally got this filled with The Dead of Night, which also filled a Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF211 An Old Friend] along with my JBB FREE square. It came in at 317 words and will post to Ao3 before this event ends.

* August Adopted: Take the Shot - sounds like a WinterHawk fic to me… maybe cross over with JBB Touch-starved? Whumptober/Fictober possibilities as well.

Tony Stark Bingo Round 7 - [TSB_R7] (ends 15 Feb)

Fourteen fills and one WIPs, with a couple of ideas in play.

* S1 - Galaxy - possibly use in final chapter of Never More to Go Astray ?

* S3 - Pairing: Tony/Thor - see Fictober Day 12 above.

* T2 - KINK: Cock-blocking 'bots - see Fictober Day 27 above

* T3 - A pairing you've never done - @SomeSortofItalianRoast and I are looking at collabing on a Steve/Tony/Scott fic - possibly throw in a Flufftober/Fictober prompt?

* T5 - Shawarma - possible crossover with SAUB Canon Divergence – Battle of New York-related?

* A2 - KINK: Concubine - possible crossover with SAUB Gentle Dom

* A5 - Building your friends - used this for the Tony Stark Bingo Mark VII - September Round Robin - contributed 395 words to the overall fic.

* R1 - Animal Transformation - DemonPanda shared a fun prompt on the WIB server - Tony as a short-haired werewolf who needs to cuddle his pack members for warmth. I had a bit of inspiration this morning and wrote 322 words of flashback/backstory.

* R5 - Doppelganger/Evil Twins - The Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF214 Broken Mirror] got me at least a good start on the idea I’ve been playing with for this square. I posted NamNori on Tumblr and have a general idea of how I want to build on it to also fill my SAUB AU: Crack square. It’s currently sitting at 360 words.

* K2 - "Get back in bed!" - see Fictober Day 24 above

* September Adopted: Tony/Stephen - see Flufftober Day 6 above

Stony AUniverse Bingo [SAUB_R1] (ends 15 Feb)

Another brand-new bingo I’m helping co-mod! Six fills, three WIPs and several crossover ideas already!

* S1 - Edging - Filled this with Ringing in the New, where Tony makes a suggestion to improve/change up their love life. It’s a crossover with a Flash Fiction Friday prompt: How Do You Use ‘It’? and came in at 324 words - I will post it to Ao3 before the event is over.

* S2 - AU: Crack - see TSB Doppelganger/Evil Twins

* S3 - AU: Wings - see SVB FREE square

* S5 - Accidental Baby Acquisition - see BBB Yelena Belova

* T1 - AU: Fantasy - CoffeeOwl shared a really cool dragon!Steve/indebted!Tony prompt in the ACB Discord server that I may be playing with for this.

* T4 - AU: Canon Divergence - see TSB Shawarma above.

* N2 - Mutual Pining - crossover with CABB Royal Knight?

* N3 - Gentle Dom - see TSB KINK: Concubine above

* Y4 - AU: Soulmates - @chrissihr posted a cool idea about Animated soulmarks, where only your SM sees your mark move - may try to do something with this!

Captain (America) Bottom Bingo - Round 2 [CABB] (ends 28 Feb 2024)

I signed up for a 3x3 card for this bingo and have four fills, one WIPs and a couple of crossover ideas.

* A2 - Secret/Forbidden Relationship - see SVB Harem

* B3 - Royal Knight - see SAUB Mutual Pining.

Post July Break Bingo [JBB_23p] (Ends Apr 2024)

@julybreakbingo is running another event to tide participants over with a 2x3 non-fandom-specific card - I got mine earlier this week and am checking it over for potential crossovers.

* A1 - “It’s you. It’s always been you.” - This might fit in with my TSB Doppelgangers/Evil Twins fill NamNori above :: ponders::

* B1 - Ask the neighbor if they know why your apartment is haunted - I gotta do something with this for Spooky Month - maybe combine with TSB Old Ghosts or something off my HHB card :: ponders::

* B2 - Character’s personality is split into two different beings – I’ve never played with Bucky & the Soldier being two different people, but this seems like the perfect opportunity! Will see what might be a good crossover on BBB or WIB (or even SVB)

* C1 - Touch Starved – another good fit for a Bucky-centric fic. (Steve or Tony or Clint) possibly crossover with BBB Take the shot?

Warm and Fluffy Bingo - [WFB] (no end date)

I got my card from @warmandfluffybingocards back in February but really haven’t done much with it - however, I’m picking it back up for some crossover possibilities!

* O5 - Volunteering Together – see WIB AU: College Students

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On other creative fronts: I am working on a Bela Lugosi Dracula Stuffed With Character figure in progress for a commission and have signed up for the Marvel Trumps Hate event – I’m offering two auctions for up to five characters each!

If you’re looking for one of a kind gifts for birthdays or other celebrations, check out Stuffed With Character over on Facebook for a full list of my designs (now over 150!). These soft stuffed figures are mostly Marvel and monsters, but I have some Star Wars, Star Trek, DC and Disney figures as well. Plus I love to take custom design requests for any fandom!

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hauntingrabbits · 9 months ago

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Actually yeah okay I'm going to elaborate. Its not that deep I just want to talk about my reasoning/research behind it. :-]

AMPHIBLUFF

From "amphi-", meaning "both", "on both sides of", "double", etc. and "bluff" meaning "an attempt to deceive someone as to one's abilities or intentions." "Amphi-" also references the main creature that inspired its design, the mythical amphisbaena (not to be confused with the very real lizard group amphisbaenia).

The central ideas behind this design were deceit and confusion, so the dark typing was chosen for its status as the "evil" type in Pokemon, with its emphasis on trickery and malice, and the psychic typing was chosen for its emphasis on the mind and its manipulation/usage of it. I had moves like Fake Tears, Nasty Plot, Confusion, and Trick Room in mind.

A big part of this design's inspiration were the descriptors of someone seen as insincere being "two-faced" or a "snake" (or even a "two-faced snake" :P)...which of course made the amphisbaena the perfect choice as a base ;-]

The amphisbaena is mythological creature often depicted as a snake with a head on both ends rather than a head and a tail (a literal two-faced snake). I'd probably lean into that classic depiction more if I made a pre-evolution, but this specific design draws more on these bird-like versions with legs and wings.

With the bird element in mind, I decided to draw on secretary birds and bull finches for further inspiration.

The secretary bird comes mostly in the tall tall legs (which I might actually make even longer if I redraw this fella, maybe some sort of reference to telling "tall tales" ?) and the dark wing tips. They're actually most popularly known for hunting snakes (including some venomous ones) via these forceful strikes and stomps with their legs, and I really liked the irony of giving that to a snake-based pokemon. I think it works well for the overall idea of deceit and confusion behind it; it contradicts itself.

The bullfinch is also incorporated into those dark wing markings, as well as the thick, finchy 'beak' marking around the mouth, but more notably in the pink neck and chest areas. Only male bullfinches actually have this coloration (the females are brown), but I don't think I'd make it a gender difference thing if it were in-game because its not quite as recognizably bullfinchy. Maybe the shiny could be closer to the female coloration?

Speaking of the colors, some of them are more saturated than I originally intended. Unfortunately, my tablet has a bit of a color problem (I've tried adjusting the settings, but it seems to be a frequent issue with this model from this brand) so I usually have to adjust colors with a correction layer after the fact. I rushed this time and just pumped the saturation up across the whole thing a bit sloppily, but I think for this specific design it actually works because it could be interpreted as batesian mimicry, or when a species imitates the warning signals of another to ward off predators. Amphibluff could be imitating the bright contrasting patterning of a poison type as another defense against predators (another 'bluff') in addition to its false head. Maybe I'll even make a poison type specifically to fill this role later.

Anyway, I wasn't able to find many English sources elaborating on this, but from what I gather, the word for bullfinch in Japanese is the same as the word for lies, and there's a festival known as the Usokae Festival where wooden bullfinches representing lies are exchanged for good luck. As one travel site explains, "Visitors who buy an Usokae bird must think of a ‘lie’ – i.e. something they don’t want to happen – which will in turn be changed to good luck to make sure that thing doesn’t occur by the birds by the end of the year."

I think something similar would be present in the game, but with wooden amphibluff statues instead :-]

Lastly, automimicry (also known as self-mimicry) is a form of mimicry where an animal essentially mimics either its own species or another part of itself. This is where the idea of a false head came from, an example being this gray hairstreak butterfly with false antennae structures on its wings to confuse predators.

Amphibluff has a fantastical version of this, with its tail being an extremely accurate mock-up of its head. The idea for amphibluff is that it's 'bluffing' so predators won't know which side to go after, and prey won't know which side to avoid.

(How do trainers tell? Only the real head blinks.)

I think it'd also be fun to reference the famous "two guards: one lies and one tells the truth" riddle if it existed in game. Maybe in a short puzzle or maybe just in some random NPC or gym leader dialogue: "...Ancient legends say one of Amphibluff's two heads only speaks in lies, while the other only speaks in truths. ...Modern testing has concluded there was actually only ever one head."

And that's all I think! If anyone has ideas for stats or abilities I'd love to hear them. I love coming up with design and lore stuff but my battle based knowledge is lacking.

FAKEMON!

#press a to skip #long post #fakemon #pokemon #pkmn #all of these images are ripped off wikiapedia because thats the fastest way I know of finding public domain images ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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radiowallet · 2 years ago

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Celebrate

Summary: Marcus, you, and Frankie discuss celebrating your first Pride month together. Part of the Like a River universe. Takes place approximately 7 months into their relationship.

Pairing: Marcus Moreno x F!Reader x Frankie Morales

WC: 981

Warnings: Established polyam relationship, m/f/m dynamics, FLUFF, drinking, everyone being stupid cute.

Thank you to @writer-wednesday @autumnleaves1991-blog and @clydesducktape!

“Should we celebrate?”

You look around the booth at each other, the pitcher of beer you had been sharing almost gone as May ticks slowly to a close, June 1st right around the corner. It’s a valid question, but the three of you are quiet, all mulling separately for an answer.

Marcus is twisting his glass back and forth, the logo of the bar turning in circles, his bottom lip caught between his teeth and his eyes on the table, a shy smile pulling at the corners of his lips. The low light of the bar is reflecting in his glasses, giving him a distinct sort of glow.

He’s so fucking beautiful.

Frankie leans in closer to the other man, one arm reaching for the pitcher, the other brushing gently along his own. It’s subtle, just enough touch to settle Marcus’s busy hands. Frankie doesn’t move away, even as he fills his glass and pushes the pitcher back to the center of the table.

“We could look for a parade or something?” The pilot suggests, his plush lips hovering along the rim of his glass, hat pulled down low so only the two of you can see his eyes. The suggestion is quiet, with no real intent behind it, and it dies in the air soon after Frankie takes a sip of beer.

This thing with the three of you is still new, still (somewhat) undefined, still so precious. You’re selfish, all of you are, and the idea of sharing this brand new thing makes your heart lurch in two different directions. You can see it years down the road, hand in hand in hand, celebrating with the world that you get to love whoever the fuck you want, but tonight? Tucked away in this crappy bar, shoulders pressed tight and your cheeks warm with one too many beers, fingers brushing and knees knocking?

You’d rather keep this just for you. Just for a little bit longer.

“Maybe next year?” You ask, and both men are nodding, another chorus of shy smiles traded back and forth across the booth. Not long after that Frankie is sliding out of the bar to close the tab, courteous as always, taking the empty glasses and pitcher with him, saving their sweet-faced waitress the trouble. Marcus is busying himself with sliding a few bills from his wallet, counting out way too big a tip for two pitchers and a basket of pretzels but past behavior has taught you to just roll with it.

He’s thinking loudly, mind clearly still preoccupied with the month of June and what that means for him and for you and for Frankie. He’s a peculiar specimen— Marcus Moreno— his heart on his sleeve and his mind locked tight. Sometimes neither of you really know what he’s planning until the answer is right in front of you. Earnest and sweet and intuitive; it’s no wonder his heart found a home between your passion and Frankie’s quick mind.

“What are you thinking over there, baby?”

His cheeks tinge pink, the pet name still new, but he preens beneath it, fingers reaching to tangle with your own.

“Not much, Pajarito.”

You don’t believe him.

A few days later you’re walking through Marcus’s front door, Frankie’s arm slung around your shoulders. There’s a quiet night planned— a home-cooked meal and a movie on the couch.

You’d been looking forward to it all week, the Moreno home feeling more and more like home as the seasons shift and change around your relationship. The house is cozy, the bright scent of citrus wafting from room to room, warm colors that remind you of the heat of the sun. There’s family pictures lining the walls, blankets tossed across the couch to ward off the chill of the air conditioning and there’s always always a vase of flowers placed at the center of the large kitchen table.

Sunflowers on Missy’s birthday. Wildflowers on the first day of spring. Daisies for Mother’s Day. It’s almost like a game, trying to guess what inspired the Heroic as he strolled through the flower shop.

Who was on his mind.

Who was in his heart.

You follow the smell of simmering spices into the kitchen, your mouth already watering, Frankie calling for Marcus as you go. You find him standing at the stove, stirring a pot with marked concentration hair tousled and forearms exposed. You can practically feel Frankie fighting the urge to make a “kiss the cook” joke, a little huff of air escaping his lips as he looks over the other man.

You, on the other hand, can’t seem to find your voice. Your heart is stuck in your throat, your eyes glued to the small flower arrangement placed just so at the center of the kitchen table.

A mason jar sits there, filled with water and one single flower. Its white petals have been dyed, soft shades of purple fading to blues to greens and yellows, ending with a patch of orange and pink. The pastel colors catch perfectly in the low kitchen light, creamy smooth and gently pleasing. It should look synthetic, unnatural and forced, but it’s anything but. This flower is beautiful. Stunning and simple and presented with love.

It’s no mystery who Marcus was thinking of when he walked into the flower shop today.

You startle when a hand touches your shoulder, Marcus’s deep baritone pulling your attention back to your boys.

“For us,” he admits quietly.

Just behind him, you can see Frankie has taken over stirring, brown eyes watching you both, lips curling up in that tender way that makes your toes curl. Something stirs low in your belly, a feeling so far and so close to hunger, and you smile at both of them.

And when you ask if dinner will keep, no one is surprised. And no one disagrees.

After all— you’re celebrating.

Big thanks to my dearest @jazzelsaur and @magpie-to-the-morning for beta-reading this sugary mess and promising me it was worth posting.

And a huge thank you to everyone reading this and any of my writing! It's hard to explain how much it continues to mean to me.

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#Like a River drabble #writer wednesday #Marcus Moreno fic #Frankie Morales fic #Marcus Moreno x F!reader x Frankie Morales #Frankie Morales x f!reader x Marcus Moreno #frankie catfish morales #marcus moreno #francisco morales #Triple Frontier fic #we can be heroes #Triple Frontier au #We can be heroes au

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rocorambles · 4 years ago

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Surprise Interview

Pairing: Kenma x Reader

Genre/Warnings: NSFW, Yandere, Pseudo-Cest, Dub-Con/Non-Con, Verbal Humiliation, Manipulation

Summary: Kenma sees if you have what it takes to be Bouncing Ball’s newest employee.

A/N: This is for @sugawara-sweetheart ‘s Decadence Collab. So excited to be a part of this collab and to be able to indulge in such a delicious prompt and theme. Be sure to check out everyone else’s works! As always, thanks for beta-ing @sawamooora ~

There’s a familiar peace and a new nervousness about coming back home for the holidays. Mostly because home isn’t quite the same home it used to be. You can feel warmth blooming in your chest at the thought of seeing your mom, telling her about everything and everyone (as if your daily phone calls aren’t enough), and just lounging around while she fills you up with her cooking. But you can also feel a certain shyness as you approach the house, a building that still feels brand new and strange to you.

Your mother had gotten remarried during your earlier college years after your father’s passing and you were elated for her. If anyone deserves all the happiness in the world, it’s her. You had met Mr. Kozume quite a few times and you have no qualms with the man. He treats your mother like a queen and even though you playfully gag as they sweet talk and kiss in front of you, you wholeheartedly approve of their relationship.

However, what you aren’t quite as prepared for is having a new step-sibling.

You don’t know much about Kenma Kozume. Well, not much more than the rest of the world does.

Professional gamer. Successful stock trader. Popular YouTuber. Founder of his own corporation.

You know exactly who your new brother is, but other than seeing him a few times in person at family gatherings and exchanging polite greetings, there’s no real connection. Which is why your heart races as you nervously ring his doorbell, anxiety already making your leg twitch as you wait for the door to open.

Your mother and step-father are on a couple’s vacation and won’t be returning for a few days.

(“We just want some romantic time together before we have a full house again for the holidays. Plus this is a great chance to get to know your older brother better!” You hadn’t even been able to get a word of protest in before she had laughed and hung up on you, leaving you speechless and on your own as you hesitantly texted Kenma, letting him know what day to expect you.)

Kenma is quiet as ever as he nods in greeting, silently leading you to your guest room before quietly telling you to make yourself at home and leaving to do his own thing. You let out a huge sigh of relief as the door closes behind him.

There’s nothing wrong with Kenma. He’s smart and successful. Maybe a bit on the quiet side, but that only adds to his down to earth charm. You know your mother and step-father adore him and you can’t blame them. Yet, you can’t help but feel scrutinized, seen so clearly in a way that terrifies you when his feline eyes gaze at you. It takes everything in you not to immediately scurry away whenever you’re in viewing distance of him, desperate to hide all the flaws you imagine he’s noticing and calculating. Your step-father had mentioned how Kenma used to be the strategist of his high school volleyball team, and has always been able to evaluate and accurately break down situations and people. And you believe it.

You’re just grateful the house is large enough to avoid each other and that Kenma tends to reside mostly in his home office and bedroom.

But even the founder of a company needs a break from time to time. Kenma shuffles towards the gaming room, only to blink in surprise when he sees you already inside of it, happily smiling as Animal Crossing visuals and sounds fill the space.

He had known you owned a Nintendo Switch, a piece of information your mom had shared to break the ice a bit. And it’s really no surprise that this is your go-to game. But knowing and seeing are two different things and he can’t help but let his own lips twitch upwards at how calm and relaxed you are tending to your garden, decorating your home, choosing your outfit.

Kenma’s never been good with people, has never been the one to initiate a friendship. He knows he should have made more of an effort to be friendly and welcoming to you as your new older brother. There’s a slight pang of regret in his chest when he sees how at ease you are while you’re unaware of his presence. His eyes are as sharp as ever and he locks in on the way your body slightly stiffens, fingers nervously fidgeting when you finally notice his figure in the doorway, words already stuttering an apology for using his game room without explicitly asking.

You look like a scared mouse about to flee from the claws of a cat. And it pisses him off.

He hasn’t made the best efforts to bridge the gap between you, but for you to fear him? That seems a tad unnecessary, and more than a tad insulting. It’s more than enough to make the sadistic streak in him want to give you something to be scared about.

But he’s never been impulsive and he just quietly sits beside you on the floor, reassuring you it’s fine to play, smirking when you sneak little side glances his way as you continue collecting fruits.

“Kozume, do you want to play-”

“Just call me Kenma.”

Entranced eyes watch as you grow flustered at his words, mouth silently testing the weight of his given name in your mouth. For once, Kenma could care less about playing video games when a shaky timid “Kenma” slips past your soft lips.

“Kenma, do you want to play something together?”

You have no idea how badly he really does want to play together, but it’s a game you’re not ready for. So he calls upon any restraint he has to pluck your device from your hands and change the game to Mario Kart.

It’s amusing how easily you soften besides him, brow furrowing in concentration, eyes intently and eagerly following the screen, any anxiousness quickly forgotten as you get into the game. He greedily watches as you pout when you make a mistake, as your eyes light up every time you pass someone.

If he had known how easy it would be to make you warm up to him, he’d have done this sooner and he genuinely laughs when you whine and fake glare at him as he wins yet another round.

He asks about school. You ask about work. He tells you about his childhood. You share your own stories.

It’s a comfortable rhythmic back and forth and he’s afraid of ruining it, but a certain question nags at his mind, a question he knows may ruin the entire flow of the conversation.

“You’ll be graduating soon. Have you decided what you want to do after college?”

“Kenma not you too!!!”

His shoulders relax at how well you react to the question, smiling at the way you flop onto your back and groan about how mom and dad are already on your case about future plans.

“I’ve been applying to places, but who knows. Maybe I’ll just work for you at Bouncing Ball.”

There’s a playful lilt in your voice when you say it, a giggle and teasing smile accompanying the words. But there’s nothing funny about it to Kenma and your smile falters a bit when you see how tightly Kenma’s gripping his controller, the way his eyes pin you down.

“Kenma? It’s just a joke. I would never take advantage of-”

You try to get up from your reclined position, only to whimper in confusion when Kenma’s hand on your shoulder forces you back down. And suddenly you’re pinned down by more than just his stare as he moves to straddle you, knees on either side of your body, hands next to your head, his whole body caging yours.

It’s a lighthearted joke in the family that if all else fails, you could always work at Bouncing Ball. A joke your step-father and mother always dish out when the arguments get too tense as the three of you talk about your future. But it’s become less in jest for Kenma, especially after Kuroo sent him a scandalous picture of his newest secretary kneeling between his long legs, lips wrapped around his cock.

It wasn’t the first picture, nor was it the last incriminating photo the older businessman had sent him. Kenma merely rolled his eyes before deleting the image from his phone, wondering when Kuroo would grow bored and find a new toy to play with. But he freezes when he sees the following text message from his long-time friend.

“You’re the CEO of a company, Kenma. Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone convenient around? A pretty warm body? I bet that cute new step sister of yours would look really good under your desk. Doesn’t she graduate from college soon? If you don’t make a move, maybe I’ll snatch her up right from under your nose. I’m due for a change of secretary soon.”

There’s absolutely no reason for the hot anger that lances through him at Kuroo’s taunting words and he grimaces at playing right into his ex-captain’s hands, already hearing Kuroo’s braying laughter in his head if the older man saw just how much his words affected him.

But initial irritation aside, he lets himself really think, really imagine what a life with you at his beck and call would be like. And he likes what he sees. He doesn’t delete Kuroo’s photos as quickly as he used to, replacing the female faces with yours in his imagination as his hands slip under the hem of his boxers.

He knows it’s a longshot, knows there’s a high chance you’ll continue your lives as is, never destined to exchange more than a few polite greetings at family outings. But now...now hearing you voice the idea out loud yourself, hearing the way his first name sounds from your lips…

Maybe it’s not the silly pipe dream he had believed it to be.

“I’m in need of an assistant if you really do want to work at Bouncing Ball, but you’d need to prove why it would be worth hiring you.”

He almost laughs at how you perk up despite the precarious position you’re in, almost ready to launch into an elevator pitch of your qualifications flat on your back underneath him. You’re quite the multitasker already and he groans at the thought of having you cockwarm him while he tests out a new video game, making you answer all his calls stuffed full of him and desperately trying to hide the lustful tremble in your voice.

But he’s not here to listen to your carefully crafted speech. (Guess you really were practicing for job interviews like you said you were. What a good girl.) And he firmly presses his lips against yours to silence you, taking his time to immerse himself in the way your mouths mold against each other.

Your taste, your smell, your warmth. It’s all intoxicating and he slips his tongue inside your parted lips, subtly rutting his groin against your body. He can feel your body jostle as you lift your arms and he waits for the weight of your arms to lovingly wrap around his neck, only to be shocked when you weakly press against his shoulders until he finally relents and pulls back just enough to look down at you in irritated confusion.

“We- we shouldn’t be doing this.”

It’s not the words that have him clenching his fists, not even the way your palms still timidly press against him in a laughably weak show of defense.

It’s the fear in your eyes, the way you look at him like he’s some monster. It's the way he can almost palpably feel and hear your desire to be anywhere other than here, with anyone other than him, wishing to put as much space between the two of you as possible.

It’s your rejection.

It hurts to know that he isn’t enough just as he is, that he needs to resort to less...savory and straightforward ways to entrap you. But he’s not Hinata or Kuroo. He doesn’t have an electrifying personality or roguishly handsome features and charm to woo you. He only has his cunning and sharp tongue.

And he fully intends on maximizing his gifts.

“Of course, you don’t have to. You can just keep on applying and getting rejected by every company you speak to, if they even bother meeting with you after seeing your pathetic resume. Average college. Average grades. Average major. Tell me, how many interviews have you actually been reached out to for?”

He’s going out on a bit of a limb, but his suspicions are right and he cruelly smirks at the way tears bubble in your eyes at his words, no comeback or denial rolling off the tip of your tongue. He had a feeling you were struggling from the bits and pieces he’s picked up as your parents quietly talk and fret over you actually being able to find a job after graduation.

“Our parents are too nice to say anything about it, but you know they’re disappointed in you, right? Have you noticed how they always avoid talking about how school is going or asking you about how job hunting is going? How they only ask me how work is going? It’s because they know you’re just a loser whose life is going to amount to nothing.”

“That’s not true! They love me-”

“I’m not saying they don’t love you, but doesn’t that make it even worse? Making your loving and caring parents worry and stress over you when they should be preparing for retirement, an easy life? Instead of letting them finally enjoy a carefree life, you’ll be their freeloader daughter who uses up all their remaining funds. Is that what you want?”

You really are too easy and his lips curl in satisfaction at the way you frantically shake your head side to side, fat wet drops streaming down your face, adorable sniffles filling the air.

“If you become my assistant, I’ll compensate you well. You can live here with me, have your own room, a roof over your head, all the food and clothing you need and want. Think about how relieved and happy our parents will be seeing you provided for, seeing us getting along. Isn’t that what you want? For them to be happy?”

He knows how close you are to your mom, how important this idea of a perfect family is to you. He knows how insecurity and doubt about your own capabilities torment you. And he knows you’re hooked on his claws when your hands that are still pressed against his shoulders drop limply besides you, not even a hint of resistance left in you when he leans down once more to rest his forehead on yours, one hand cupping the side of your face.

“This is all you’re good for anyway. Working underneath me.”

If you notice his pun, you don’t acknowledge it, too busy wincing and squirming as he harshly nips and bites a trail from your lips to your neck as he pushes up the hem of your shirt until your chest is on full display for him. There’s something experimental, cold, meticulous about the way he gropes and fondles your breasts.Your face heats in humiliation at how he treats you like one of the many game consoles he’s reviewed for his audience.

But you don’t do anything about it, telling yourself that this is just his version of an interview as he pinches and prods at you, meanly twisting your nipples and chuckling at your yelp of pain. You obediently let him spread your legs apart, only letting out an agonized cry as he tests your flexibility, staring at him with a trembling lower lip as he sharply tells you to shut up while scrutinizing your panty-covered sex.

“You really are made for this, aren’t you?”

You whimper as he nudges the small wet spot on the thin fabric, clenching your eyes shut in denial at how hot and wound up your body feels from his touch, unable to hide your gasp as he pulls the layer aside and rubs your aroused clit.

There’s something so different about the way his fingers slowly sink into your wet pussy, almost lazily curling against your soft walls, his thumb never stopping its careful massage on the bundle of nerves at the apex of your thighs. So different from your own fingers desperately thrusting in and out of you. So different from the drunk partners you’ve hooked up with at college and their sloppy, rapid, frantic movements.

You can feel something large, something intimidating slowly rising from deep inside of you, a volcano about to erupt compared to the bright and fast to fade shooting stars you’re used to. You’re scared. Scared of the intoxicating feeling, of how easy it is to grow accustomed to Kenma’s presence, of how his cat-like eyes are all you can see and think of.

How can something feel so wrong and so right at the same time?

That’s the last coherent thought you have before your world goes blank, pleasure rocking through you as you soak the carpet and your step-brother’s hand with your juices. You’re moaning as Kenma continues to rock his fingers in and out of you, fingertips insistently massaging your clit and g-spot as you ride out your orgasm, body trembling and convulsing.

But even when the tremors slow, when pleasure becomes something sharper, more overwhelming, he doesn’t stop. You wail, begging him to stop, to let you rest, slumping in relief when he finally drags his hands away from you, carelessly wiping the mess you’ve made of his hand on your skin, covering you in your own essence.

Your heavy eyelids threaten to flutter shut as you let exhaustion wash over you, already dreading having to get up and wash yourself. But you’re shocked back to reality as something hard begins to nudge at your still fluttering entrance.

“Kenma! No! Too much-”

You break off into a sob as surprisingly strong hands dig into your hips, holding you still as he pushes and pushes until he’s fully settled inside of you, balls resting against your ass.

You’re still so tight, your quivering walls clamping around the intrusion, and he groans at the thought of being able to sink into this hole every day, multiple times, whenever he wants. His cock is already aching from holding off for so long, from watching your body and face contorted in pleasure. Kenma can feel his end quickly approaching as you scream and wail underneath him, eyes rolling back in your head, drool trickling from the corner of your mouth. You look absolutely obscene and he doesn’t think he’ll ever get enough of this side of you.

But despite the way his balls are tightening, despite the stutter in his hips, he’s determined to watch you fall apart once more, to see you shatter to pieces yet again. He grits his teeth, fingers reaching down to furiously rub at your already oversensitized clit, reveling in how your back arches, thighs shaking in overstimulation, and then you snap.

He wonders what his parents would think of their dear dumb daughter now, looking nothing like their silly angel, looking like a wanton used whore, incoherent garbled noises slipping past your lips as you twitch uncontrollably, your pussy milking him dry as he cums inside of you.

There’s only silence mixed with your pitiful whimpers as he slides out of you, grimacing at the sticky mess you’ve made of yourself and him. But that’s what your other hole is for and he orders you to suck him clean, admiring what a quick learner you are, eager to please as you noisily slurp and lick him clean, moaning at the taste of your combined fluids...

Maybe too eager and he shoves you off of him when you become too enthusiastic, his cock beginning to twitch in interest once more.

You look so lost, still sprawled out on the ground, staring up at him with wide imploring eyes as he pulls up his pants. So vulnerable and in need of guidance.

Good thing you have such a great boss to manage you.

“Not bad. Consider these next few days your internship and if all goes well, I’ll be more than happy to hire you as Bouncing Ball’s newest employee this summer. Now clean up this room and show me that my future assistant can do more than just be a slut.”

#yandere haikyuu #yandere kenma #yandere kenma x reader #haikyuu smut #kenma x reader #kenma smut #haikyuu x reader #sweetheart decadence #tw: yandere #tw: dubcon #tw: noncon

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whipplefilter · 2 years ago

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Has the Carsverse version of the internet ever spent time discussing how Lightning McQueen's voice sounds unusually similar to that of Hollywood actor Owen Wheelson, even down to the distinctive way they both pronounce 'wow'?

I like to think that Lightning's particular brand of charisma renders him so deeply Lighting at any given moment, no one has ever seen him and thought they reminded him of anyone other than himself.

Sometimes the media will ask OG LMQ fans how their impression of him has changed from his rookie year to now, and they will answer truthfully that although they know objectively he's a very different car, he has always been Lightning and that spark's the thing that brought them here, that keeps them here. (And to be honest, Fred can't tell Lightning is any different demeanor-wise now than then. Fred has always assumed the best intentions in everyone around him, for better or worse.)

It's funny, because inasmuch as his trip to Radiator Springs is usually framed as a transformative experience (and it was), Lightning pre- or post-RS was always 100% Lightning. No matter how empty he felt or how performative, he was always 100% Lightning. If that's not how math works, he thinks, maybe the world needs new math. It's an overall comforting thought, though--that you don't need to shed fake versions of yourself to grow up. All of you were or are you. Anything you leave behind doesn't become less real by virtue of its past tense.

This isn't how Lightning phrases any of this, of course. But Doc did.

Smokey lets Lightning read every single letter.

#lightning mcqueen #cars headcanons #cars fandom #pixar cars #asks

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familyagrestefanblog · 4 years ago

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Theory for “Gabriel Agreste”

Saying that I'm EXCITED for this episode is an understatement, I'm THRILLED! So let me give you my speculation for what could happen in it and how it’ll affect the future, because pieces are literally just falling into place in my brain and I just have to write this down.

The episode is called" Gabriel agreste" because in this episode Gabriel will create a (long time) Sentimonster for himself that'll take his place and cover for him in his civilian life while he himself gets completely swallowed by his Hawkmoth/ShadowMoth identity (which is a direct paralell to the fate Marinette just escaped by telling Alya her secret). He doesn't want to "waste" anymore unnecessary time by having to NOT be Hawkmoth, which then completely separates him from Adrien who very much was one of the last (if not THE LAST at this point) few strings that kept him grounded in his humanity.

The episode takes place right before the middle of the season and since it's season 4 we are talking about here its fair to assume that both Adrien and Gabriel are back at (at least) suspecting each other to be Chat Noir and Hawkmoth again at some point. Adrien is going to be even more rebellious after the status quo break and set up of "Lies" so him maybe (or maybe even confirmed already to Gabriel) to be Chat Noir could definitely be the factor that sets Gabriel over the edge, rips these two apart for good (as I foresaw in my analysis of "Jackady") and brings Gabriel to distance himself altogether while covering his own identity from his son by creating a Sentimonster (bc Adriens secret being discovered by his evil family is already forshadowed to hell and back, just like him ending up getting Homeschooled again this season, mark my words)

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"Queen Banana" is supposed to take place right before "Gabriel Agreste" and we have a leak where it's seen that Adrien is now kinda taking on Nathalies role since she is (supposedly) still bed ridden.

Seriously, just humour me here and stay with me. This would mean that Adrien would get to see and interact with his father much more often and Gabriel wouldn't be able to ditch everything and turn into Hawkmoth as easily as he was able to with Nathalie.

A cover up Sentimonster was actually already kinda forshadowed in "Party Crasher"

by introducing HoloGabe with the intention of providing Gabriel with alibis and to attend meetings etc for him in the future so Gabriel can invest more time into being Hawkmoth. But a Hologramm is not suitable for every occasion, which is where the Sentimonster comes into play.

At first Adrien wouldn't notice much off about his father and the few things he notices Adrien actually doesnt mind. If SentiGabe is really supposed to replace Gabriel as... Well, Gabriel, that also means as a FATHER and my money is on SentiGabe being created to be a better father than the original. SentiGabe does everything Adrien wanted his father to do in s1-s3: Join Adrien at dinner time, spend more time with him, is in general in better of a mood and not such an unpleasant dick and so on and so on.

Easy to say, Adrien basically welcomes the good change he always wanted in his "Father" with open arms and chooses to ignore things that seem suspicious and the always remaining gut feeling of something just being... off. This will collide with the unveiling of more of the family (+ Emilie) mystery which will for Adrien all continue to point at Gabriel as Hawkmoth because of one event that is likely to happen in episode 4.

I'm currently writing on yet another post about this topic in particular, so I will link it HERE for elaboration once I post it, but in short, I think Rena Rouge and the Grimoire secrets Marinette shears with Alya could be the catalyst of Adrien suspecting his father to be Hawkmoth again.

Adriens memories of the time he went through the Grimoire himself in "Volpina" would be triggered again after seing the Grimoire page Rena (honestly, quite recklessly) brings along into battle and from then on things will slowly pile up until Gabriel deflects from himself with SentiGabe in "Gabriel Agreste" (just like he did in “The Collector”)

People WAY to easily forget how ready and serious Adrien was in "The Collector" when he actually concidered his father to be Hawkmoth.

Keep in mind that Ladybug was only able to tell Chat Noir the weakest reasons of her suspicion against Gabriel (while the Grimoire being Guardian property was NEVER found out by Adrien... til NOW) that being Gabriels mysterious personality and the butterfly logo of his brand.

These arguments are weak because they are ONLY actually suspicious in the specific context of Gabriel being Hawkmoth. Once you have proof against that they hardly hold any ground anymore, hence why both Adrien AND Marinette so easily brushed off these points after seeing Gabriel akumatized. I mean, excuse a designer for choosing a BUTTERFLY as his logo when his last name is literally the name of a butterfly type. The fuck kind of accusation is that??

So I hope you understand that when I say that, yes, these reasons DID trigger further memories/realizations for Adrien in that moment

It simply was only the tip of the iceberg.

The fact that Adrien not only gave Ladybug the fucking benefit of a doubt and heared her out about accusing his FATHER of being HAWKMOTH and took it THAT seriously and wanted to find out if his father truly IS Hawkmoth means that Adrien very much sees his father as capable of being Paris villain Nr 1. This... understanding and acceptance of Gabriels nature already had to be in Adrien much prior to "the collector" to set it off like this. And while normally Adrien chooses to turn a blind eye towards his fathers bad qualities in favor of seeing Gabriels redeeming (and even the rare somewhat GOOD) qualities, Adrien only does so because he thinks Gabriel hasn't crossed the line yet that makes his father undeserving of these loving conciderations. But Gabriel being Hawkmoth IS CROSSING that line for Adrien and he immediately sets aside his remaining/choosen love for his heavily flawed father and willingly sees Gabriel for what he is.

Adrien already did it once with only a few somewhat solid reasons and the Grimoire being kept secret from him altogether,

So he will do it again, just this time the proofs and developments are supposed to stay for good.

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This development would not only be forshadowed by "the collector"

But also by the episode "Ladybug". There Mayura used a Sentimonster version of Ladybug against Chat Noir, using their love against him. What she didn't know though was that Ladybug actually isn't in love with her partner (yet) which ended up with Chat Noir being put in the situation of having to decide which Ladybug he believes to be real.

Does he believe and hold onto Sentibug who returns the love he so desperately seeks in life or does he let go of his hopeful wish and accept the heartbreaking reality of once again not receiving his love in return from yet another person he holds so dear?

In "Ladybug" Adrien couldn't make that crushing decision yet (and don't clown in the replies about this, not only was the situation vastly different it's also a cruel thing to ask of Adrien) but as we are used from Miraculous by now, that episode was only the set up for future events.

What Adrien couldn't let himself believe about Ladybug and Sentibug he will have to FORCE himself to accept about his Father and Hawkmoth. Same set-up of the Sentimonster symbolising Adriens desperate and hopeful WISH what his loved one were vs the crushing, heart wrenching reality of what his loved ones actually ARE. Just that letting go of his wish for Ladybugs love didnt seem "necessary enough" for the mission to succeed so he just couldn't MAKE himself give her up whereas accepting and seeing that his father is Hawkmoth is going to be one of the most crucial sacrifices of the show, changing the game forever. So as horrible, cruel and soul shattering as this is, putting an end to his fathers villainous reign for the sake of the greater good is a reason worthy enough to force himself through his pain.Which brings us once again back to “The collector” (which seriously forshadows almost everything I love that episode), because there is ONE major aspect that episodes sets up like crazy

And that is:

And thats where we are heading now.

This entire time Adrien wanted his Father to behave more fatherly, spend more time with him and improve his explosive behavior but he always got disappointed over and over again. So how heartbreaking would it be if over the course of the second half of the season THIS would be the very reason why Adrien gets behind Gabriels secret? Because SentiGabe behaved too fatherly for Adrien to truly buy it in his heart and when forced to decide what he actually believes his father to be - like the fatherly Sentimonster or the villainous Hawkmoth - Adrien has to and WILL recognize and accept his fathers true nature and turn against him, as it has been set up for a LONG time now.

This season shit’s about to go DOWN!

#Miraculous #Miraculous Ladybug #Ml spoilers #Ml Theory #Ml season 4 #Episode: Gabriel Agreste #Adrien Agreste #Chat Noir #Gabriel Agreste #Hawkmoth #Agreste family drama #or tragedy #thats more like it #SentiGabe #I am so EXCITED for this episode!!!#Ml analysis

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thatharringrovehoe · 3 years ago

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Buckle up chuckle fucks I had an idea.

Heir to a criminal syndicate Steve Harrington.

- Steve being King Steve for a REASON

- The police can't fucking touch him. His father has lawyers that your lawyers have nightmares about. Hopper has busted him four separate times getting a blowjob in his BMW at the quarry. Each time he knows it would be more trouble to bring him in so Hopper just tells them to go home and ignores it when they definitely do not.

- Steve has access to ANYTHING. You want expensive booze? Got it. Coke? No problem. Weed? The shit he has is fucking TOXIC. If you're a friend of King Steve you want for nothing.

- And Steve has never been good with reading or numbers. But people? Steve is good with people. Has a photographic memory for faces. And while he's not always good at remembering names (Tommy and Carole take care of that for him) he can tell you at least ONE incriminating secret about most people in Hawkins.

- Steve's parents are always away on "business". They're still never home. Steve Harrington was given the key to the city and decided to build an empire on top of it's bones. He knows EVERYONE. Knows their strengths and weaknesses. Knows how to use them to get what he wants.

- Que Jonathan Byers. You see Jonathan is a quiet guy. Goes unnoticed by most and brushed off by the rest. But Jonny boy? He watches. Listens. Takes photos at precisely the right moment.

- So Steve pays him for his talents. "Keep an ear to the ground. Bring me back something useful". Because King Steve takes care of those who serve him. And a week after Jonathan brought Steve pictures of the mayor bending his 16 year old intern over his desk, Joyce Byers gets a promotion at the general store and a hefty raise. He brings Steve a tip that some shady looking guy broke into Steve's backyard and looked like he was possibly planting bugs. Jonathan gets a state of the art brand new camera and a date with Nancy Wheeler.

- Also look I hate Nancy as a girlfriend but love the idea of Nancy and Steve just being bitchy and beautiful together. Like she's probably his only real friend. Because while Tommy is friends with King Steve, he would just as easily throw him to the wolves if a new contender stood a good chance of stealing that crown. Nancy is friends with Steve Harrington. The boy who hasn't seen his parents in almost a year. Who wakes up crying from nightmares filled with flowers and teeth and blood.

- Speaking of the upside down bullshit, Steve never ends up signing any NDA's. His father may not be around to teach him to shave or how to change a tire but he DID teach him the importance of anonymity. Of NEVER signing paperwork unless your lawyer looks it over twice. So after he cracks a nail bat across the demogorgons face, he has Nancy and Jonathan promise that they won't tell anyone he was ever there. It's another secret Steve gets to hoard. His most valuable.

- Billy Hargrove still roars into the Hawkins high parking lot with his Camaro and bad boy attitude but this time Tommy isn't looking for a new monarch. His leash is tied tight to the leg of Kind Steve's throne and likes it that way. So when the new guy from Cali is sniffing around asking questions about who runs this joint Tommy brings Steve a new toy like the good dog he is. Leads Billy behind the bleachers where Steve, Nancy and Carole are smoking Cuban cigars because they're spoiled rich kids and they still think it's funny that the principal can't do shit since Jonathan snapped a picture of Mr. Henley bringing a male prostitute into a motel room an hour out of town. Steve gave Will an Atari for that one.

- And Billy's from the not so nice part of L.A. Grew up with police sirens and gun shots as white noise since he was a baby. So when he sees Steve Harrington the first thing he notices is how he holds himself like the gang leaders Billy saw walking down the boardwalk as a kid. Like he owned the world. And for all intents and purposes he DOES. Holds Hawkins in the palm of his hand. And shit maybe a change of strategy was in order.

- Cuz Billy was gunna punch his way to the top. Find the king pin and pull him right out of the fucking cork board. But Steve Harrington is a well loved king. Is generous and lacks any real cruelty. He's also very very pretty. Billy can definitely work with that. Smiles with hunger and teeth. Swaggers up to Steve all confident like.

- But you see, Steve? Steve is good with people. Can read them like Nancy reads flash cards for biology. Barely a glance and it's all he needs. And he's doing way more than glancing now. Feels like he's looking into Billy's soul. Cataloguing all the cracks and tears. The weak points. But also the blue of his eyes. The sandy blond curls. An ass that won't fucking quit. And Carole and Nancy and Jonathan smirk. Cuz they know Tommy did good. Know the look on Steve's face means he's gunna eat this new guy alive. After all. Every King needs a Queen.

#Billy boy is gunna get wrecked on sheets that cost more than his fucking car #as he should be #Harringrove #King Steve #morally questionable characters #they're not bad guys though. Just illigal guys #I love spy master jonathan you have no idea #Billy Hargrove #Tommy H.#Carole #Nancy Wheeler #Stanger Things #Mob AU

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accio-victuuri · 3 years ago

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CPN : Wang Yibis’ legendary selfie. ⛷

I’m laughing and pissed at the same time when I saw his post— we were all clowned. you want a selfie? sure. but i didn’t say you’d see my face 😏 I expected no less than this sort of gremlin energy uniq to him.

anyway, let’s up our clown level again by looking at all the 🍬. for bxgs only.

When I first saw this, what came to mind was it’s from that Monster Energy drink shoot. We know how hectic his schedule is so I have no idea where he would squeeze this in. but there are other variables. We have no behind the scenes of this Ad, so we don’t have a confirmation that all the snow and winter feels is even REAL. They have features for athletes like this one which are legit, but you can easily edit Bobo’s parts in. Anyway. Only the beanie is the same but it could (also) mean he changed into his personal clothes when he played vs the shoot. I’m putting the goggles as questionable cause both are from the Sammy Carlson line of goggles. Sammy collaborates with Monster Energy drink. So it could be personal/perk of being related to the brand.

Personally, I (think) this is not recent. probably a stock photo. but my mind can be changed. If he or GG wants to be on Ninja mode, they can do it.

Also the green flannel is so ugly but he would choose it for the color and look damn good in it.

Which leads me to the reflection — are you seeing a color red? He is supposed to be wearing black and green. So where is the red coming from. Is this edited too? The one who usually likes to edit and blur things is GG, but maybe Bobo got that habit too? or maybe he could just be layering.

Some are saying he might be clowning GG, cause XLS hides and just shows his eyes. but Bobo, well, you’ll see nothing.

P.S : This is the selfie i was hoping for, like last year, lol.

It is also said to be a leftover photo. Hahahahaha! Could be sent to a friend *coughs* GG *coughs* or just for him to take a picture. I really wish they were together this day but my money is on it’s a work/personal trip for Bobo. Allegedly, his photo was taken from Wechat camera, to be sent directly. So it’s not with the intention of keeping the photo as a memory— but he wants share it to someone. The quality is also different from when you use the iphone camera. File size when you compare GG’s clear photo vs Bobo’s. 👇🏼

note: I feel like I have to put a disclaimer every time that this is all done in good fun and something we do in fandom. there are some candies that blow our mind but it doesn’t mean that we feel like ALL THEY DO is connected fo each other.

sources:

https://m.weibo.cn/detail/4732059006799543

https://m.weibo.cn/6350819821/4732162911503862

#bjyx #yizhan #clowning and cpn bye #cpn thoughts

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vynsvision · 2 years ago

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Lots of Artem ssr card thoughts that evolves from analysis as to why i didn't like Artem (cough Atmospherics cough) to wait damn I enjoy most of his cards! (I am in fact Pro-Artem by the end of this, even if he is the last of my bias.)

As much as I dislike Artem's SSR card Atmospherics, his other ones Wandering Heart, Unusual Love, and Sunshine After the Rain have. Struck me. /pos

Maybe Artem is... good.

I know it can be annoying, to a degree, for MC and Artem to be oblivious or just very careful of boundaries. But considering the relationship dynamic is literally an authority imbalance (to a degree), i really appreciate that they are careful of each other. Also, Artem's gentleness to MC when, for instance, they accidentally walked in on him changing in Wandering Heart, he forgives them and reassures them that there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Its just really gentle and cautious, but soft and genuine. There's no intentional flirting to accidentally be read into. They are work partners, and they have that superior/subordinate relationship that they have to be aware of. Artem is also. The LAST of the four boys to abuse that. Not that any of them would (cough Marius wouldn't care about it TO A DEGREE cough) but its just really special to me that they chose this personality and these characteristics for Artem to handle it professionally.

Maybe thats part of why I hate Atmospherics so much. It was hyped up so much and then he's very drunk and being... physically... possessive? It made me uncomfortable and disappointed that there was no warning. Sure, a kabedon (spelling?) moment is nice but when its consensual. MC was not able to leave the apartment as he was sure they wouldn't be safe if they left. But I didnt feel safe around drunk!Artem. Its not sexy. His possessive and protectiveness would have been better in a different situation. The art is nice, but ultimately the card is driving by a story and standards that make me uncomfortable.

Before I read Atmospherics, I read Entwined Fate. I think that honestly may have been the card to put him in second place in my bias originally. I really like how sweet and cute that card is, the clear "strings" connecting MC and Artem, but also as on brand, the pair are oblivious or refusing to believe that the other may be romantically interested in them. Its really cute, and I love the art.

I've been catching up on reading SSR and SR cards that I haven't yet read (so I can make a rating post about them :) ), and have generally seen lots of pro-Artem stuff, so I once again gave him a shot in Unusual Love.

That is protectiveness I can get behind. Maybe because there's a real threat, maybe because its fake-dating-to-haha-jk-...unless? or maybe because he really just does want to show MC that he cares about them by gifting them the earrings- and then, in true Artem fashion, saying he AND Celestine are gifting the earrings. Its really just. So sweet. Also I love being spoiled.

Sunshine After the Rain will probably be my sucker spot for a little bit- the concept of being stuck in a hotel castle on an island... my favorite movie of all time being The Scarlet Pimpernel (1982) isn't for nothing. That and the sweet moments of when he calls them as they're trying to have him rest (its vacation, dammit!) and then when he ties a string frOM HIS OWN SWEATER to each other's wrists to be able to pull if they feel nervous- still respecting privacy while reassuring that he's there for them. Gonna sob, gonna cry. For personal reasons, that's the sweetest thing someone's ever done for me at night to make me feel safe while I'm asleep but did it before I was asleep... anyway.

I don't personally care for Dreamful Melodies as I think I read it just for the illustrations and the s-chips? So I dont remember enjoying that story.

I have not yet Por Una Cabeza, but I have heard lots of good things about it. If he pulls a Vyn and teaches MC a dance, I will be quite pleased.

OH AND UUUUH FORGOT ABOUT Loving Memories !!! That card is SO cute. Its a little bland, maybe, as neither of them are very frightened by the haunted house, but the art is so freakin' sweet and its basically a fluff fic come to life. God bless. Love that card. HES SO SOFT AND CUTE IN THAT ONE.

Conclusion: damn maybe Artem is good.

#tears of themis #artem wing #reviewing artem wing ssr cards

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kittydemon9000 · 3 years ago

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The Beginning of Heatstroke, aka Red's Villain Origin

* crashes down from the ceiling * I HAVE FINALLY FINISHED ONE OF MY 5+ CURRENT WRITING PROJECTS! BEHOLD, A WRITTEN VERSION OF THE 'Red's Villain Origin AU', also known as RVO / Heatstroke AU

To summarize the AU for SPBNR for those that don't now it:

“Who'd be the biggest conspiracy theorist out of the M!Ninja? The one who drinks 5 hour energy at 3am and spits off the craziest theories and then actually gets it right but nobody gives the theory any merit because the rest of the theories are too crazy?”

The answer: Red / M!Kai

Red: Okay hear me out: Smith is actually an alternative version of one of us sent here from another dimension.

The other M!Ninja: You’re just saying that because Smith’s cool and you want him to be your counterpart

Based on the M!ninja making red cork boards trying to figure out ‘What Is Up With Smith’: Red gets increasingly accurate and nobody will believe him (all pre shogun reveal) and he eventually snaps and takes up a secret villain persona to fight Shogun like 'if they won't believe me I'll do it myself' and it gets awkward when he accidentally does too much damage and catches not only Shogun's attention like planned, but also the rest of the Ninjaforce, and now he has to keep his own identity a secret

So, without further ado, I present... Heatstroke

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Red blamed the 5-hour energy coffee blend at 3:00am for this.

It was no surprise that between ‘Operation: What’s Going on with Smith’ & the sudden appearance of Shogun that the resident Bounty red-stringed ‘joke’ cork-board doubled in size and seriousness. It also was no surprise that Red had a corner all to himself and that his theories were… in the words of the others, ‘wildly inaccurate and implausible’.

But this time, he was sure he’d gotten it right.

Smith is Shogun sent here from another continent/planet/dimension with the goal of protecting Ninjago City.

The latest string of laughs and scoffs at his theory was the last straw. He’d show them. He’d prove it!

Which was why he was currently standing on the roof of a noodle house, awkwardly adjusting the spare motorcycle helmet he’d ‘borrowed’ from Nya and painted black and orangey-yellow (red had seemed too obvious). He’d exchanged his Ninjaforce outfit for a soot-burned cross between a bomber jacket and a leather jacket. Down his back jutted a row of flames like the spines of a monster, courtesy of one of Nya & Jay’s unfinished inventions Red had modified- surely nothing bad would come of that!

For tonight, the Red Ninja was off-duty. For tonight, it was Heatstroke’s turn.

He fiddled with one of the weapons he’d ‘lent out’ from Master Wu. It resembled a small arm canon, like a smaller version of the Ultimate Weapon. The plaque under its post had read ‘Elemental Focuser’, which, in cryptic Wu speak, probably translated to ‘you can use an elemental power like something out of Avatar: The Last Airbender’. So far he’d only figured out how to activate a focused jet of fire. Well, at least it was on brand. He hoped it would help him catch Shogun’s attention so he could unmask him.

He’d tried confronting Smith at school, of course. But there were only so many ways of saying ‘are you the new vigilante helping the ninjas’, and Smith has a genuine talent for dancing around the topic. Red could confront him with the name Shogun to get a proper reaction, but that would mean explaining how he knew the name and outing himself as the Red Ninja.

So fake villainy really was the only way.

His plan was to use the Elemental Focuser to cause some minor petty damage, just enough to attract the new vigilante. Perhaps set a trash can on fire, block an alleyway with rocks (if he figured out how to change the setting from fire to earth), small things that could easily be repaired.

Of course, plans were never actually stuck to. One way or another, something was always improvised.

Red’s improvisation just happened to involve him accidentally setting the entire alleyway on fire.

He’d only been aiming for one dumpster, honest! And maybe he’d spotted a couple fliers for a SoG meeting on the ground and happened to burn those too. And a newspaper article blaming Lloyd for the recent Garmadon attack, again. And an article about those ‘Damn Ninja Menaces’ by a S. Sonah Sameson. And-

Okay, so maybe Red had aimed the fire at a few small targets. But just a few! And with good reason and good care, but…

Well, fire liked to burn. Give it enough kindle and it’ll continue to grow, stretching like reaching branches towards each other to join in a massive bonfire.

So now the entire alleyway was on fire, and Red was panicking.

He’d luckily chosen an abandoned part of town near the beaches where Shogun sightings seemed most frequent, but with the stupid Elemental Focuser not switching from fire mode to water mode or ice mode or something that didn’t have the potential to burn Ninjago City to the ground, Red had no way of stopping the flames.

And more flames meant more destruction which meant a bigger audience.

Which was why his previously muted comm suddenly flared to life, the only warning Red had before Nya’s water strider mech slid around the corner.

Red scrambled onto a roof as the mech drove past, spraying water at the bonfire to dose it. His sigh of relief was just as quickly dosed as Lloyd’s voice came over the comms; “Status, Grey?”

“Flames are out,” Nya replied. “Pursing the joker that set it ablaze.”

Uh oh. Red took off across the roof, leaping from building to building. Tiles creaked, pebbled and dust scattering underfoot. The sounds of the mech’s engine roaring behind him echoed through alleyways below to create the illusion the mech was everywhere at once.

As the chase grew on, more mechs started to join in. Red ducked into a narrow avenue to avoid Zane’s tank, then under a cafe overhang to throw off Jay and Lloyd. His heart hammered in his chest and he groaned, filling the inside of the motorcycle helmet with steam. Saying this was going ‘bad’ would be the understatement of the century.

What had he been thinking? Oh wait: he hadn’t. Seriously? ‘Oh I’ll just pretend to be a villain real quick, that should get Shogun’s attention and not the attention of literally my entire team of fellow ninjas!’ Stupid, impulsive, this was why everyone was always calling the red ninja the ‘hothead’ when he really tried not to be- Lloyd’s voice over the comms snapped him from his thoughts. “I can’t catch them! It’s like they know our every move!”

Red winced as he climbed up a banister and leapt from balcony to balcony. Sorry, Lloyd.

He didn’t miss how the others asked Nya where Red was. And how she made up excuses the others bought so easily- granted, he’d told those excuses to his sister before setting his plan into motion, but still, ouch. They acted like he was simply being at best too busy and at worst lazy and selfish.

He just wanted them to know the truth! Why couldn’t they at least try to believe him when-

Of course, that was when Shogun dropped out of the sky and tackled him.

Red shouted with surprise as he tumbled down from the second floor, slamming into a few softer bags of garbage to break his fall before rolling and slamming into the unforgiving concrete. A crack formed in his vision as the visor of his motorbike helmet smacked into the concrete ground. One of the fire jets on his back sputtered and sparked, sending a thin wisp of smoke into the air.

Shogun pinned his wrists to the ground and growled. “Who are you?”

Red tried to break free, agony turning his muscles and bones to fire with the movement after his fall, but the vigilante was too strong. Damn, how often did this guy train?

“Who am I?” Red said, a nervous tinge to his voice. He quickly smoothed it over with faked confidence. “Who are you? Who are all of us, really?”

Shogun narrowed his eyes behind his hood. “Did Garmadon send you? Or someone else?”

Red sputtered. Really, the nerve! Garmadon? The thought turned his insides to disgusting mud. “Nobody sent me!”

“Then why are you here?” Shogun spat.

“Why am I here?” Why was he here again? Oh right, the bright idea on how to reveal that Shogun was Smith. “It’s, uh… a valid reason! That I don’t have to tell you!” He tried for a villainous laugh. Stay in character, don’t blow your cover, you got this!

Shogun was unimpressed. “Nearly burning down my home was a valid reason?”

“Well, I wasn’t trying to set everything on- wait, WHAT?” Uh oh. “You LIVE here?”

Now it was Shogun’s turn to look uncomfortable, though the expression was quickly wiped from his face. “Nothing wrong with this district.”

Red nodded. “‘Course not. Uh, sorry about that… wasn’t my intention, I swear.”

Shoot, he could hear Jay’s jet getting closer. He had to get out of here, but Shogun, annoyingly, didn’t seem to be in the mood to simply let him go. “Then what is your intention?”

“Well, for starters, it’s getting out of here. This really isn’t going to plan and I’d rather just be home right now, or even inventing a time machine like in that book ‘Hands of Time’ to slap my past self in the face for even thinking about this stupid idea in the first place-“

Jay wasn’t the only one that could ramble under pressure, it seemed.

Shogun leaned closer. “What idea?”

Red shrugged as best he could with how he was pinned to the ground. “Well, for starters, I just wanted to prove to my friends that you’re Smith, and things just kinda escalated from-”

The words were out of his mouth before he realized what he said.

Shogun lurched back, letting go of him. His eyes betrayed a kaleidoscope of emotions; surprise, worry, suspicious, hurt, fear, realization.

“…Kai?”

Well, f!ck.

“I-“

Red was about to badly attempt to bullsh!t his way out of his identity reveal before it suddenly dawned on him that Shogun had not denied his theory.

Which meant Shogun was Smith.

And it also meant Smith instantly recognized him as Kai, which, considering his disguise, was aptly concerning. Sure, he was the first one in his group of friends people would think to do something this extreme but give him some credit! Zane was a regular detective, he’d do the same if it meant answers! Or, well, at least something similar. And Nya could be an adrenaline seeker. And Lloyd- well, maybe not Lloyd. Or Jay, either. Cole had his head just enough on his shoulders that he probably wouldn’t do this either.

But come on, instantly guessing it?

Well, at least Smith/Shogun didn’t know Kai was the Red Ninja. That would be a catastrophe.

Right. Back to the current catastrophe at hand.

Shogun- Smith- still had a look as if he’d been slapped, and Red hated it. He hadn’t meant to hurt his friend. Shogun… Shogun hadn’t wanted them to find out his identity. And then Red had gone and done it, just to prove that he could be the smart one, or a leader, or the protector so they didn’t get hurt, or literally anything but just the ‘hotheaded one’.

…And he’d done it in the most hotheaded, impulsive way possible.

He really was an idiot.

The cracked helmet hid the look on his face, a twisted mess of distraught and shame. But it didn’t help hide how he took stumbled to his feet and away from Smith, nervous that any second he’d spill another mistake and mess up again, like how he always freaking messed up on everything. Don’t pick this fight, interject there instead, no, not there, idiot, there, FMS why are you so useless-

Focus, focus.

Lloyd’s voice, sharp in the intercom and full of static from his tumble, snapped him from his thoughts. “Anyone got eyes on the arsonist?”

Red caught Smith’s eye as he raised his hand to his own communicator. He was so screwed, so busted, so doomed… Smith would report it, and the others would know, and they’d think he was just messing around in an alleyway with some stolen devices and weapons out of curiosity or rage, - and-

“None yet, still looking.”

…What?

Smith stared at him, gaze searching. He looked shaken, more so than Red- who’d just taken a fall from a second story, mind you, it was a miracle he wasn’t more injured than a couple small scrapes and some future bruises-, yet everything from the set of his jaw to the softening of his furrowed brows suggested a change in emotions. Well, not quite change; more like repress and replace.

“You wanted to prove yourself, didn’t you.”

Red flushed, hand instinctually clamping into a tight fist at his side. The still-working fire jets on his back ignited without him pressing any buttons; faulty activation from the fall or something.

Palms up and hands raised, Smith silently asked to defuse the situation. “Didn’t mean it as an insult. This wasn’t about venting some anger, was it.”

Red’s lack of response only confirmed it. Smith continued. “I won’t say anything about this if you don’t tell anyone my identity. Deal? I know finding it out was important to you, but-“

“Deal,” Red interrupted. Guilt ate away at his core, like a wave of water dousing a candle. “Smith, I-“ He swallowed hard and stared at the alley floor. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… to…”

Smith’s hand was suddenly on his shoulder and he flinched before relaxing as Smith didn’t move further, nor did the grip tighten. “I’m a little hurt, you’re right. But I’m not mad. And I won’t tell the others, so you can relax. But you better get out of here and get yourself an alibi. We can talk at school or something.”

Wow, he was handling this rather calmly. Red was struck by the sudden memory of- what did Jay call the word? Right. Compartmentalizing. That… wasn’t healthy. But at the roar of Lloyd’s mech somewhere nearby, he didn’t comment further. Instead, he shot Smith a grateful nod and ran down the alley, sticking to the shadows and blind spots of the flying mechs and the tight alleyways where the land mechs couldn’t reach him.

When he got home, miraculously without further incident (though Shogun leading the others on a wild goose chase over the comms certainly helped there), he ditched the outfit in a bag hidden beneath a loose floorboard in the shed. He’d return the weapon to Master Wu’s ship later, and… well, hope Nya never searched for the missing supplies. There wasn’t a way of fixing it without involving her or Jay, and neither was an option.

Heatstroke was back off duty, and so was the Red Ninja.

For now, he could just be Kai Smith. And there wasn’t any issue with that.

…

Right?

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yooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

THIS IS AMAZING REHJJGFHDESFXJVZ

and ah yes, good ol trauma and compartmentalizing, we love to see it

#We love ourselves some good ol aus #same people but not really #Spbnr #spbnr aus

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weirdmarioenemies · 4 years ago

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Name: Nabbit

Debut: New Super Mario Bros. U

Nabbit! You all know him, you love him, you asked for him! By which I mean we got an Ask asking to cover Nabbit, and I had previously no intention of doing so but it made me think, hey, I WOULD like to talk about Nabbit! Thanks @oddity-txt!

Nabbit! Like. Nab it. Cause he’s a rab-a thief, he’s a rabbit thief you get it yeah. This guy is a real piece of work, let me tell you! He steals items from Toad Houses and runs off with them! Those are for Mario! Can you believe not everyone in this economy agrees with hoarding power-ups to give them away to Mario in wacky chance-based minigames? So its up to you to chase him down. And chase him down you do!

But why does Nabbit want these items? Does he just enjoy the thrill of the chase? Or is he just trying to provide for his family? Can he sell them on the item black market? Why would there be an item black market when you can find this stuff anywhere on the street? Mario doesn’t care. Mario wants to attack the symptom of the problem rather than addressing the systemic cause.

Still, I feel like we need to have a good talk about what Nabbit is... other than a hooligan, obviously! Earlier I called him a rabbit but taking a look at him, it’s fairly clear he’s wearing some kind of rubbery rabbit suit, with only the black arms and feets sticking out... So of course we need to speculate all the possibilities! Possibility A is that he is a human or some other known character in disguise, which isn’t fun. Next! Possibility B is that he’s an actual rabbit wearing a rabbit-shaped bodysuit, which I quite like because it is absurd. Possibility 3 is none of the above and he is some mystery creature, which I’ll leave up to YOU to imagine because I’m not entirely sure what that would be.

Point number 2 about Nabbit’s ambiguous identity: the bandanna! It has a similar (but not identical) design to Bowser Jr.’s bandanna, and even though he does not work for Bowser, it just feels like a strangely specific design choice! I can get why Junior wants to look ferocious, but Nabbit is more of the stealthy type right? Because of this I’ve always envisioned Nabbit as having actual fangs under the bandanna, like the Impostor from Amongus, which you can’t disprove because he’s never been seen without it.

Or maybe it’s just fashion. It’s probably just fashionable.

This isn’t the last we’ll see of Nabbit of course! The developers of New Super Mario Bros. U had precisely three (3) new ideas, and damn if they weren’t gonna milk them for all they’re worth! I could get upset that characters from the New Super series get this treatment when other more beloved characters from spin-offs don’t, but also, come on... look at the guy! I can’t stay mad at him! He’s purple!

So in Nabbit’s next ever appearance, New Super Luigi U... he became playable! Wow, that was quick! With Mario gone, they scrambled around the office for anyone they could find to fill his place, and they settled on Nabbit! They’re not paying Nabbit extra though, so he kind of had to phone it in.

In this game, Nabbit is totally invincible! Why? Maybe he is like Wario and simply does not care enough to get hit. He can’t use power-ups because they didn’t have the budget to design new costumes for him and he can’t pick up items or ride Yoshis. The game frames this as an “easy mode”, but what kind of easy mode forces one player to always use it? Let’s be honest, it’s because they didn’t want to make a brand new character. The Year of Luigi was a tough time for Nintendo!

So rather then collect power-ups he just puts them in his bag, and they get converted into 1-Ups at the end of the level. Is THIS what he was stealing those items for? Is Nabbit’s ultimate goal to reach immortality through illegally trading 1-Up mushrooms? Maybe something like that probably. It’s kinda fun that he’s a ‘bad guy’ but Luigi and friends don’t really mind keeping him around.

Nabbit also appears in spin-offs of course. Enough spin-offs that he feels like a proper modern Mario character, but sparsely enough that you think “wow, they put Nabbit in this game?” when they put Nabbit in the game. Here he is in the Rio Olympics, and you could make a very easy joke about him being a thief in Rio de Janeiro, which I won’t. Instead I will ask: why the heck is he carrying his sack in a marathon! Just let go dude! Don’t they have changing room lockers in the Olympics?

Here he is in Golf! As DLC, for all the six people out there who loved Mario Golf World Tour so much they simply had to get new characters for it. This picture labels him as an Eagle but I’m pretty sure he isn’t one, though I might be wrong.

Here is Nabbit, well known thief, outlaw, and general ne'er-do-well as a doctor! I mean, I know the healthcare system is a scam but this is a little on the nose don’t you think? He just put a pill sticker on his thief sack and called it a day! Can we even be sure there are pills in there? What if he is prescribing patients with stolen Super Acorns from Acorn Plains 5 - Rise of the Piranha Plants? Oh no!

Nabbit Mario Kart? It is more likely than you think! Of course only in the mobile game with a gacha. They could’ve done it in Mario Kart 8 but they know people will pay good money for Nabbit! Well jokes on them because I got him in the gacha for free. Nyeeh.

Nabbit is also in Mario & Luigi: Paper Jam! Did you know this? I didn’t play Paper Jam, so I didn’t. I’m sorry. You need to catch him in order to get Bros. Attack items. At one later point, you even fight him! Or rather, fight enemies he kept in his bag, while he naps in the background. Is that legal? He can also pop out behind you and steal your hammers to whack you with. Yeouch!

However, he also fights ALONGSIDE you for some fights against Bowser’s minions, acting basically like a fourth party member, except you can’t control him or anything. He gives the Bros. healing items from his bag or will occasionally bonk an enemy himself. Hooray for morally ambiguous characters! I guess he’s cool with anything as long as he gets what he wants.

Finally, I would like to talk about Nabbit in Super Smash Bros.! As one of the few original things to NSMBU, he of course appears in the Mushroom Kingdom U, alongside equally iconic characters like Beanstalk and Water Geyser! In this game he’ll grab people and stuff them in his bag, and then proceed to just... fly away, so they are killed. Wait a minute. A thief who kidnaps characters only to kill them and himself...? That sounds familiar!

I knew it! This wasn’t really Nabbit at all, but rather Tac from Kirby Super Star sneakily disguised as Nabbit! Sakurai thought he could sneak you into this stage to satiate his never-ending lust for Kirby Super Star references in Smash... He wasn’t even content just having you in Smash Run and Smash Tour!

Well, mystery solved everyone! I think we can go ahead and end this post while we arrest Tac for his crimes of identity theft, and not regular theft, which isn’t really an actual crime after all.

#mario #mario enemies #mario allies?#nabbit #new super mario bros u #mod f boy #this post is very long but i will not add a read more because i am feeling evil muahahah

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after-witch · 4 years ago

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Thanks For Your Donation! [Yandere Shigaraki x Twitch Streamer Reader]

Title: Thanks For Your Donation! [Yandere Shigaraki x Twitch Streamer Reader]

Synopsis: request, “Please I love that troupe where Shigaraki gets obsessed with a twitch stream and deluded himself into believing they’re together until he finally takes her home 🥰”

notes: yandere, kidnapping mention, creeper

Shigaraki glances down at the notification on his phone and his chest suddenly feels tight, anxiety blooming across his skin which makes him want to scratch, scratch, scratch. Your Twitch is live again--fuck, he can’t miss it. He rapidly presses the save button on his Switch, impatient to devote his entire attention to his phone screen--to you.

But fuck, do you make it hard on him lately. You stream so much more now that you’ve gotten followers, gotten popular; donations have become a regular feature rather than something surprising, but those other guys, the ones who flash big donations and write insipid comments, aren’t really fans of yours. Not like he is. He’s been watching and donating and praising you since you were a nobody, a nothing streamer with barely 10 viewers per stream.

That was back when you used to just play games with your cheap little pink earbuds and your messy room behind you. When you used to feel more real, used to express yourself more openly.

You stumbled over words and reacted naturally, which meant you were boring--or you would be boring, to someone that didn’t know you like he did. Sometimes the small circle of viewers would dwindle down to just Shigaraki and you’d talk to him, only him, replying to his chat messages with earnest honesty. Smiles. Jokes. It was so goddamn cute. He always donated one last time before signing off for the night and you would curl your fingers in a heart and cheerfully bid him good night.

But now that you’re getting big, you’re more polished, more presentable, more popular. And less… like you, he thinks. You cleared out some little room just for your gaming streams and you have a nice headset now, a background that he can tell you carefully set up to create just the right vibe. You don’t have time for one-on-one convos with your viewers, because your streams never dwindle down, never fizzle out until you’re left awkwardly signing off.

They’re full-fledged productions, now, whether you’re gaming or doing a Q&A or--these have become one of his favorites--doing a cute yet clearly rehearsed “sleepy morning” stream in your pajamas, picture-perfect coffee in your hand, where you muse about life and love and strawberry pancakes.

It’s cute, he admits, but it’s also too rehearsed. He misses the real you, the real personality that you used to let shine through when hardly anybody was watching. You would only show the real you for him, but now that he’s just one amongst a crowd, you keep yourself protected. He understands. You have an image to maintain, after all.

It’s even changed your gaming habits. Now when you game, you react so dramatically, bordering on ridiculous. You would never scream at a horror game before--sure, you might cringe, or admit that your heart is pounding like a hammer, but you weren’t cartoonish. But it’s what those losers watching want--they want you to open your mouth so big when something scary happens in a game so they can screencap it and imagine you’re opening your mouth to do something… else. They want you to scream girlishly at jump scares or dramatically fawn over cute guy characters. And of course, they want you to react when they donate--they want to hear those sweet little words: “Thank you sooo much, you’re my number one fan!”

It’s your new little catch phrase, something you’ve integrated into every stream now. It’s even in your intro--“Hello, all my number one fans!” It’s an in-joke now between your followers. All part of your brand.

Shigaraki knows you don’t mean to hurt him by calling other guys your number one fan. But it does. But it’s okay. He doesn’t hold it against you. He knows that you don’t really mean it, when you’re saying it to them; he’s smart, he can tell the difference in how you react to his donations versus the donations from the absolute shitheads who watch your streams.

You mean it when you call him your number one fan. It’s the only way he can get you to say his name, now that you’re too busy to really respond properly to the chat. And it’s fine, really, nothing to get too upset over. Because when you finally meet in person, he’ll explain that he’s the only number one fan that you’ll ever need.

He jumps into the stream, annoyed at having missed the beginning, but what he sees on the screen instantly melts away any emotion other than pure adoration and obsession. You’re very… pink today. A pink oversized sweater and pink cat headphones and even glossy pink lipstick that makes your mouth look like candy.

None of the freaks watching the stream know this, but Shigaraki is the reason why you feel comfortable wearing pink. He remembers one of your early streams, where you wondered out loud if it was cliche to be a girl gamer who likes pink; he’d told you that it was fine, and you’d thanked him. Who knows, without his sage advice, you might be wearing clothing you didn’t like. Wouldn’t that be a shame? He makes a mental note to remind you to thank him, somewhere down the line. Maybe when you were out on a date and wearing a short pink skirt and urging him to take a sip of your vanilla-cherry milkshake, letting him put his lips right on your straw.

A date… the thought makes him feel tight all over. Would you date him? I mean, you were practically dating already, truth be told. It just needed to be formalized. He’d spent so much money on you, and in the early days he knew exactly what his donations bought because you’d happily chatter on about getting a new game or perfume or stack of light novels because of his generosity. Of course, you didn’t talk as much as you used to--well, practically never, except when he donated--but that couldn’t be helped. You were stretched thin, being pulled in directions by these so-called-fans who watched your streams but didn’t give a fuck about the real you underneath. The real you that Shigaraki knows all too well.

Would you date him? No, more than that--did you love him? The way he loves you? The thought of the real you, the one who didn’t bite her lip oh-so-obviously in a bid to look adorable, the one who didn’t mind eating messy lunches while she gamed, the one who always always made sure to wish Shigaraki good night, makes him want to find out.

He rarely participates in the chat nowadays. There’s no point, when you rarely respond to anything other than answers to questions you ask, and even then you cherry pick from the countless replies that pop up in seconds. Donating is the best way to catch your eye, to hear those sweet words from your lips that you only mean when he donates.

But something makes him want to try, today. Maybe it’s all his nostalgia for your early days, the early connection you made that is still going strong. Maybe it’s the allure of the glossy pink lipstick smeared across your lips, making him think about how you might taste of cherries or strawberries or pure sugar.

Whatever it is, it’s pulling his fingers towards the chat, and before he knows it, he’s rapidly typed and hit enter. The second he does he begins to scratch furiously at his neck and he can feel the blood even as his message is quickly dominated by other messages in the chat, inane bullshit.

Tomura001: sry for the sudden question but I need to ask you something personal do you love me?

As a quick thought, he makes a donation, just to ease the nervousness that was flooding through him with every passing millisecond.

He hardly blinks as he stares intently at you, sitting in your chair with your pink lips and pink headphone and soft skin and--you glance over, where he knows you keep a larger screen to see the chat.

And suddenly, you’re speaking.

“Awww,” you say, your voice sweet and flattered, even. “Tomura! Of course I love you! You’re my number one fan!”

He can hear his heartbeat in his ears. You do love him. I mean, he knew this already; it’s the little things, like how you still have the light novels you bought with his money on your bookshelf and you thank him for his donations like you mean it and you feel confident enough to wear pink, all thanks to him. But he’s never heard it from your mouth before. From your lips. Soft and pink and inviting.

You love him.

He sets the phone down, a rare occurrence when he’s glued to your streams. But the emotions rushing through him are so strong that he’s worried it will slip out of his fingers and fall, crack on the floor.

He loves you. You love him. You belong to him. So why are you wasting your fucking time streaming to a bunch of worthless losers who don’t care about you? He can buy you the things you want, the things you like. He can clear out some space in his room so you can game together. And he knows girls like things clean, so he’ll even throw out the used soda cans and food wrappers before he brings you home. You’ll appreciate that, just like you appreciated his donations and late-night practically empty stream chats. You’ll be happy with him. And he can see you and hear you and touch you in a way that he’s been dreaming about (and you’ve been dreaming about, he knows) for ages.

All he has to do is find your address--easy enough--and you’ll be living it up with him before you know it.

He chews on his lip and picks up his phone. You’ve moved on--you had to, didn’t you, to keep those viewers donating--but he can tell by the way your lips are pursued that you’re thinking about him.

Your number one fan.

#yandere shigaraki tomura #yandere shigaraki #yandere #yandere x reader #shigaraki x reader #afterwitch writes #I am def. doing part 2 of this eventually

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kingexpl0sionmurder · 3 years ago

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Date The Hell Out Of You - Kaminari Denki

Author: @kingexpl0sionmurder Pairing: Kaminari Denki/F!Reader Rating: 16+ (Fluff) Words: 1,575 Warnings: I have opinions about comic books so don’t come at me. I think it’s a very mild argument anyway so it shouldn’t be a big deal, but if you feel offended pls know it wasn’t my intention to bash on Batman lol. AN: Hellooo here is my contribution to this months bnharem collab! The theme is Co-Workers and I just wanted Denki and a bookstore so you get this short and fluffy little thing. You’re welcome! Please check the masterlist below for everyone else’s works and heed each pieces warnings before you dive in!

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“You cannot sit there and tell me that you think Batman is better than Iron Man. I refuse to believe it.” You huffed, crossing your arms across your chest and glaring daggers at his best friend.

This had become like a routine to Kaminari, ever since he’d started working at the bookstore, which had been almost a year ago.

He took his lunch break at the same time most days, anxiously hoping you had a break at the same time as well. It wasn’t because he thought you were cute (he totally did, honestly), he just enjoyed your company. You had some loud and unique opinions on a lot of things, and he was thoroughly entertained when you went off like this.

“Well they’re both billionaires with no special powers, just a lot of cool gadgets, right?” Sero pointed out, leaning back in his chair with his arms folded behind his head, his bento sitting forgotten on the table.

“You’re right. But Tony Stark has a sense of humor. Batman is such a stick in the mud.” You made a face from your spot across from them, your chopsticks resting over your cup noodles, the utensil keeping the lid closed so they would cook.

“Yeah, but in terms of physical strength, Bruce Wayne has got Tony beat.” Sero sat forward, picking up his chopsticks again. “Tony relies on his tech. In a hand to hand fight, Batman wins every time.”

“Tony is smarter, though.” You sighed. “Look, do I need to direct you to read the Civil War series? It’s only like 7 issues. I can lend them to you.”

“It’s got Spider-Man in it.” Kaminari supplied helpfully. “He’s your favorite.”

Sero chuckled. “Yeah, okay. Maybe it’ll change my mind.”

“Trust me. Batman is lame, he’s got some interesting villains though.” You finally moved to eat your ramen. “What about you, Kaminari? Any opinions?”

Shrugging, he finished off the last bit of rice in his bento. “I don’t know, I’m not huge into comic books. I like Deadpool, though.”

“That’s so on brand.” Sero chuckled. “He’s a ridiculous dumbass, just like you.”

“Hey!”

“Listen, Deadpool is probably one of the funniest antiheroes. He breaks the fourth wall so often, it’s my favorite thing.” You grinned at him. “I think it’s a perfect choice.”

Kaminari could feel the blush creeping up his neck at your words. You thought he was funny. “Thanks, Y/N.”

Clearing his throat, Sero stood up. “My break’s over. Can you check on the YA section when you’re back on, Kami? Some kids were in here earlier and I think they moved all the Twilight books around.” His teasing grin told him that Sero had not missed the way he’d reacted to what you’d said to him.

“Sure thing, boss.” He gave him a salute. “I’ve got like 10 minutes left.”

Sero packed up his bento and shoved it back in the breakroom fridge and left, leaving Kaminari alone with you.

Kaminari opened his mouth, spitting out the first thing that came to his mind. “But here’s the real question.” He pointed at you with his chopsticks. “Team Edward or Team Jacob?”

Kaminari was crouching down, putting the last copies of ‘Breaking Dawn’ back on the shelf when someone walked up to him.

“If she’s Team Edward you’re going to have to call up Aoyama and ask him to hook you up with some body glitter.”

He glanced towards his right, smiling at the scuffed black boots belonging to his other best friend, Shinsou.

Kaminari stood, staring at the cat sticker stuck to the side of the reusable coffee cup that his perpetually tired friend always had with him. His gaze then flicked to his face, his customary grin back on his lips. “You think he can help?”

Rolling his eyes, the purple haired man shifted on his feet. “Of course. He works for some makeup place, I bet they have loads of glittery shit.”

Humming, Denki let his gaze move back to the shelf, making sure everything looked okay. He threw his arm around Shinsou and began walking back to his own section (he was in charge of The Classics, okay?) leaning into the taller man. “I’ll pick you up some black eyeliner while I’m at it.”

“Please do, I’m almost out.” He snarked, before his smirk fell and he sighed. “Look, you need to do something about this crush you have on Y/N.”

“I do not have to do a thing, my friend. I am happily content sitting over here and pining away quietly.” Kaminari threw his arm out dramatically. “Leave me be.”

“Quietly?” Shinsou snorted. “Look, man, I just mean, I’ve been seeing Monoma hanging around her a lot, I just don’t want you to miss your chance.”

Kaminari stopped walking. “Monoma? But he works in the reference section, where they sell those ‘for dummies’ books!”

“Maybe he read ‘Flirting for Dummies’ and now he has a clue. You should look into it yourself.” Shinsou’s raised eyebrow caused Kaminari’s frown to deepen.

“I know how to flirt, Shinsou.” Huffing, he crossed his arms over his chest. “Don’t you need to go back to Science Fiction and get some work done?”

Sipping his coffee, he fixed Kaminari with a look. “Since I am such a wonderful friend, you’re going to swap me on Saturday and work my section, which is conveniently right next to Manga and Comics, where Y/N will be. You are going to make a move or so help me, I am going to beat you over the head with a copy of ‘Wuthering Heights’.”

“Why that one? Why not something longer, like ‘Don Quixote’?”

“Do you want it to hurt?” Shinsou asked, looking entirely done with his shit. “You’re ridiculous. Just do something, otherwise Monoma might get a date before you do.”

Kaminari cursed under his breath. The thought of you laughing and smiling at Monoma’s terrible jokes rubbed him the wrong way. “Fine. I’ll think of something.”

Seemingly satisfied, Shinsou patted him on the shoulder. “I believe in you.”

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“How come you and Sero always have these fancy looking bentos for lunch?” You asked, sliding into the seat across from him.

Kaminari paused with his rice halfway to his mouth and looked up. “Our roommate. He’s like a mother hen, he always packs us lunch.”

Looking impressed, you raised an eyebrow. “He sounds like a keeper.”

Chuckling, Kaminari sat back in his chair. “Yeah, he’s a handful, but under his extremely aggressive exterior he’s a good guy.” He gestured to your ramen. “Maybe I can get him to make you one. All I have to do is tell him you eat cup noodles for lunch every day and he’ll have a heart attack.”

“I like my ramen, okay? It makes me feel like Naruto.” You raised your arms and grinned. “Believe it!”

Rolling his eyes fondly, he turned back to his lunch, poking at his tamagoyaki. He’d been working in the section beside you all day, listening to you gush over the newest shipment of manga you’d received, shoving books at him and making recommendations. He’d been trying to work up the courage all day to get off his ass and ask you out, and he was failing spectacularly.

“You know, if you want to be like Naruto, you should be eating tonkatsu miso with the little narutomaki in it.”

You blinked at him, looking surprised. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

This was it. His chance. “We should go get the real thing sometime.” He swallowed thickly, his palms sweating. “Like, maybe tomorrow night?” He closed his eyes, waiting for you to respond.

“Kaminari, are you asking me on a date?”

The fondness in your tone had him opening his eyes to see your expression. You were blushing, biting on your bottom lip as you stared at him.

“I mean, yeah. A date. If you want to, I mean.”

He was seconds away from backpedaling, his heart climbing up his throat and on the verge of escaping his body. The anticipation was killing him.

His nervousness and fear of rejection was all for naught. Your face lit up, a genuine smile gracing your lips. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“I would love that.”

A breath he didn’t realize he was holding escaped his lips. “Yeah, okay. Awesome.”

You giggled, leaning your elbow on the table, resting your cheek against your palm. “Did you think I’d say no?”

Feeling a little ridiculous, he blushed and nodded. “I was worried you might. I’m an idiot and you’re...you.”

You scoffed, kicking him under the table lightly. “You’re not an idiot, Kaminari. To be honest, I thought you’d never ask. I guess Shinsou wasn’t lying.”

“About what?” He sat up straight, frowning. “I’m going to kick his ass. What did he say?”

Snorting, you shook your head. “He might have mentioned that you liked me. I wasn’t sure though.”

“Are you kidding? Was I not being obvious enough?”

“You flirt with everyone, I didn’t think I was special.” You teased. “I’m glad he was right, though.” You turned back to your noodles.

“You are though. At least you are to me.” Grinning, he nudged your foot with his. “I’m going to date the hell out of you, Y/N. Just wait and see.”

His heart swooped in his chest when you looked back at him across the table. “I’m looking forward to it.”

#kaminari denki #denki kaminari #kaminari x reader #kaminari denki x reader #denki x reader #bnha #bnharem collab #mha #kaminari fluff #kingexpl0sionmurder writes

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shinidamachu · 3 years ago

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Hi ma’am who works at Wendy’s!!! Can you write meta on inukag moments in ep 19 🥺

Here at Wendy's your wish is our command.

The episode and Inuyasha is (you guessed it) in serious trouble. Sesshomaru has got a brand new human arm (courtesy of Naraku), has finally taken hold of Tessaiga and is about to kill Inuyasha with it. Enters Kagome.

“Sesshomaru! I’ve got you now. I’ll shoot your left arm off!”

And I know she is referring to the jewel shard holding his arm in place. I know this moment is small compared to the scenes we’re all aware are about to come. But it’s also Kagome protecting Inuyasha from someone who has tried to hurt him in the past and intends to do it again.

She is, once again, defying one of the most powerful demons they’ve ever encountered, to put herself right there on the battle field alongside Inuyasha. Because he doesn’t know about the jewel shard. He’s in danger. He needs her. And this isn’t all. I also love Inuyasha’s reaction to her line:

[to himself] why his arm?

Kagome is literally threatening to mutilate a daiyoukai. Inuyasha is not questioning her ability to do it. He is not questioning the success probabilities of that reckless plan. He questions “why his arm,” because he trusts Kagome’s judgement and strength.

It’s only when Kagome shoots and Sesshomaru finally percieves her as a real threat, going for her with the intention to kill, that Inuyasha interferes, jumping after Sesshomaru and putting a cut to his cheeks in order to turn his attention back to himself and away from Kagome.

“No, you don't! Leave her out of this! I'm the one you really want.”

And this, of course, results on Inuyasha assuming his usual protective instance, letting Kagome stay behind him so he can take the blow for her.

Notice how fluid their dynamic is, how it shifts so easily. Yes, Inuyasha is more often than not the one throwing and taking the punches, but Kagome is there to watch his back as well. It’s always one protecting the other. Inuyasha leading and Kagome following then Kagome leading and Inuyasha following. Back and forth. Balanced. Perfectly in sync.

Sesshomaru himself realized he struck a nerve. And his evil little smile tells us that he has every intention to use this against Inuyasha.

“Most amusing. You seem so interested for her safety.”

Then we’re graced with this absolute jam of Inuyasha and Kagome exchange:

Kagome: let me at him! There’s a shard of the sacred jewel embedded in his left arm. I’m sure I can hit it!” Inuyasha: forget it, Kagome. Kagome: eh? Inuyasha: Sesshomaru has never been the kind of opponent who’s easy to strike down. Stay here and care for Miroku. The remedies from your era seem powerful. Maybe you’ll be able to save him. Kagome: I’m on it!

This right here? This is a well oiled fighting machine. Working together as if they were one, as if they have been doing it their whole lives. And this time they didn’t even need to combine their respective attacks for that to be noticeable. You can see it in their dialogue.

Kagome is trying to change the dynamic again. She knows Inuyasha is on protective mode and she’s explaining her reasons for him to move over, let her take the lead. In return, he tells her his reasons for her to stay behind, where she can help their friend out and let Inuyasha handle it. They listened to each other, trusted and respected each other’s judgement, then came to the right conclusion. Together. And that’s not all.

Inuyasha: Kagome? Kagome: yeah? Inuyasha: thanks for your help. With your arrow, you reversed Tessaiga’s transformation. Now I can defeat him. Kagome: [in her mind] he is thanking me? That can’t be good.

Inuyasha’s acknowledgement of Kagome’s crucial help is the defintive proof of how well they work in battle, why their partnership clicks. They are opposites that keep on complementing each other. That’s one of the many, many reasons as to why they are so dangerous and invincible opponents.

It’s also worth noticing that Inuyasha thanked her for her efforts. And even Kagome is taken by surprise. This is a defining moment because he is far from being the “thank you” type. He is turning into one. Because she is slowly bringing it out of him.

“Miroku has enough energy to joke around, so I know he is okay for the time being. But he might be in serious danger if Inuyasha’s battle drags on much longer.”

Kagome does what she told Inuyasha she would. Miroku is now in possession of the medicine and Shippo can keep one eye on him, so he is mostly out of the woods. What Kagome does next? She turns her attention back to Inuyasha, ready to strike and come to his aid if worst comes to worst.

And it did. So she fired.

His expression here says a lot. He was annoyed, yes. But I think he was surprised, too. By her power. Because after that, he asks Inuyasha to make her stop, claiming that he should be proud of the demon blood running through his veins and therefore, refuse any human help. Funny how Inuyasha’s demon blood is important to Sesshomaru, all of a sudden.

“Don’t try anything, Kagome! Sesshomaru is totally ruthless.”

“I can handle it. I’ll hit him.”

Even so, that’s not exactly what makes Inuyasha ask Kagome to stand back. Sesshomaru is totally ruthless. That’s his justification. He isn’t worried about his blood or his honor. He is worry about her safety. She shoots again, but Sesshomaru catches her arrow and strikes back. Against Kagome. It was a miscalculation from her part. But Inuyasha doesn’t hesitate. He runs to her and shields her body with his own.

From the blow...

And from the fall.

“You’re alright? Kagome!”

And after they land, even though he took most of the hit, it’s with Kagome he is worried about, before he had as much as found out that she was unconcious. The look on his face, the intimacy of their proximity, the way he strokes her cheek so gently, as if she was the most precious thing in the world says it all.

It took Inuyasha 24 seconds (I counted) to even remember Sesshomaru was still there. From the moment he got up to the moment he addresses his opponent again, he spent 24 seconds with his back turned to him. Because his focus was in Kagome.

“You’ll regtret that, Sesshomaru. She doesn’t deserve it.”

Miroku comes along and offers to use the Wind Tunnel, but he’s still poisoned and Naraku’s bees are still around, so Inuyasha declines.

Inuyasha: take Kagome and get out of here. Fast. Get as far away as you can. Shippo: are you sure? Inuyasha: get Kagome out of here! Guard her with your life.

He is walking alone to what could have been certain death to give his friends a head start. And yet, his priorities are cristal clear. Kagome’s life. Kagome’s well being. Kagome.

“Hey! What are you waiting? Run!”

He can face anything as long as he knows she’s safe. With renewed motivation, he stays to fight Sesshomaru, who opens a hole through his stomach as Miroku and Shippo flee with a still unconcious Kagome. She wakes up just in time to see he is in serious danger and immediately tries to get away from Miroku and reach to him.

Kagome: Inuyasha! Miroku: stop! Kagome: let go of me! Miroku: he wants to deal with this on his own. That’s why he told us to run to safety. Kagome: [worried] Inuyasha...

She had literally just come to her senses. It only took seing him there, standing hurt and all on his own, to make her want to go back to the very situation that had knocked her out without thinking twice. And if it wasn’t for Miroku’s intervention she would have done it.

Inuyasha manages to cut Sesshomaru’s borrowed hand off, getting Tessaiga back in the process. He is gravely wounded, but the sword is protecting him, providing Sesshomaru to get any closer. Defeated, he leaves.

Finally on the clear, Kagome runs to Inuyasha, who was still holding on.

“Kagome... [in his mind] you’re alright.”

It’s then and only then that he allows himself to collapse. It’s like he refuses to rest, refuses to let his guard down, until the realization that she is okay hits him.

And her reaction to his current state is nothing short from heartbreaking. They have been gone through a lot already, but the stakes keep getting higher and higher and I don’t think Kagome has ever seen Inuyasha that injured until now.

“Inuyasha!”

Hachi then gives the gang a ride home and as soon as he can, Inuyasha asks Kagome to follow him and takes her to the Bone Eater’s Well.

Inuyasha: Kagome. Kagome: huh? Inuyasha: follow me. Kagome: you shouldn’t be up! Look, I know you’re stronger than humans, but that’s a serious injury. Is still too early for you to be moving around. Inuyasha: [groans] Kagome: see? What did I tell ya?

Kagome’s support of Inuyasha here is both physical and symbolic. For a while now, she has become his north, his anchor. Sure, a few episodes ago he would pull the “I’m stronger than humans” card to dismiss her worries, just like Kagome anticipated. And he would probably not let her be all touchy with him, at least not around other people. This time is different, though. Because he has decided this time is gonna be the last.

I love these shots, not only because Inuyasha and Kagome look positively good together, but because it’s like they’re a married couple who decided to enjoy the sunny day to take a walk on the park. They carry on and Kagome spots a herb that can help Inuyasha’s recovery.

This is the herb that Kaede told me it was the best antidote for all kinds of poison. I’ll brew some up for you later. And this herb makes a good antiseptic. It really works but boy does it sting!

He is always on her mind. Always. It doesn’t matter that he heals faster, it doesn’t matter that he tells her time and time again he doesn’t need medicine. She’s still gonna see a medical herb and immediately think of him, of his wounds. She starts rambling, something Inuyasha might have found annoying in the past. Now h he looks at her with the fondest, softest expression on his face.

Inuyasha: you learned a lot. Kagome: I guess. Inuyasha: Kagome, you’ve grown stronger.

Well, you’ve finally noticed! How can I not get stronger running from demons day after day? I’ve learned a lot more than your average teenager if I do say so myself. And my archery is not too shabby either.

We’re always talking about how Kagome helped Inuyasha smile, make friends, rely on other people and so on and so forth. But we don’t talk enough about Inuyasha helping Kagome to be confident, to be tough, to see that there’s more to the world than just school. Inuyasha pushes her out of her comfort zone. And because of it, she was able to find new passions, to learn things she never would learn otherwise. He changed her life as much as she changed his.

Kagome, I haven’t asked how are you feeling. You’re hurt too.

It’s just a little lump on the head. I’m sorry, Inuyasha. You told me to stay away from Sesshomaru but I didn’t listen and only made things worse. If I had ran away like you told me, you wouldn’t have been so seriously injured.

No, in the end it was you who saved me with your arrow. I’m grateful, Kagome.

[in her mind] he is grateful? Okay, now he is officially freaking me out. [out loud] You’re acting totally weird now. Do you have a fever?

Again taking turns into worrying about each other’s well being. What stands out is that Kagome apologizes for her miscalculation earlier. It’s very important to recognize when you’re at fault, make things right and talk it out so it won’t be a problem next time. On the other hand, Inuyasha assures her that, without her help, he might not have been standing there anymore. For the second time, Inuyasha expresses his gratitude. For the second time, Kagome notices that something is off. She knows him too well not to.

Inuyasha: you heard the story about how Naraku decieved me fifty years ago. He is the one pulling the strings behind Sesshomaru. I’ve made a decision. Things are getting more dangerous by the day. Kagome: yeah, you’re probably right. Inuyasha: what does that mean? Aren’t you scared? We’re in serious danger! This time we were lucky, but who knows about next time? Kagome: well, I’m not afraid! Naraku is a terrible demon. We’ve got to do what we can to destroy him!

Kagome: [in her head] what's going on? [out loud] Inuyasha, what are you doing? Inuyasha: I was afraid. I thought I was going to lose you. I was terrified.

Inuyasha doesn’t want to lose Kagome the same way he lost ᴋɪᴋʏᴏ. He refuses to let history repeat itself. He had a taste of what Naraku is capable of and he is not risking Kagome’s life any longer. Even if that means he won’t get to see her anymore. It’s the wrong move, because they are better together, but there is value behind his decision. If you truly love someone, you let her go, you put her well being above your own selfish needs. That’s what he did.

The hug caught her so off guard, that Kagome, who is usually very warm and affectionate, it’s too in shock to reciprocrate. Especially because Inuyasha is definitely not the affectionate type. It was their first hug. And he was the one to iniciate it. Usually Kagome is the one more comfortable with starting physical contact. Inuyasha is doing it because he knows it’s a goodbye.

He closes his eyes, holds her tight and says something else inedited: that he was afraid. The guy who had faced demon after demon head on, who always bragged about how strong he was, confesses that he was terrified. The reason? He thought he was going to lose her.

And the hug happens exactly when Kagome is making her big speech about not being afraid. I really think this a weak spot he has for her. It began when he told her to stay behind because going to his father’s grave might be dangerou, but Kagome was already half way through the portal and it was solidified when her powers were sealed by Naraku and he suggested she should stay on her era where was safe, when she graciously asked if he had a fever. He loves her fierceness, how ride or die she is, her sense of justice and hunger for adventure. He loves her. And it’s because he loves her, that he can’t risk her life...

“Kagome... go back to your own era!”

...Even if it kills him.

Miroku: Inuyasha, what have you done? Kagome is gone! What have you done? Inuyasha: I’ve sent her back home. To her own time, on the other side of the Well.

Also worth noticing: without further explanation, he threw her to the ground, stole the jewel away and pushed her down the Well himself.

Never once did she think he had betrayed her.

#Also can I just say I love this episode's title?#Kagome episodes are so sexy #And this own is especially dear to me because it's a not so friendly reminder that Inuyash and Kagome are from different worlds #Anyway #Here it is Kat #It only took me one infinity and a half #But there you have it #I hope it was worth the wait #You picked up one of my favorite episodes #YOUR TASTE IS IMMACULATE #Sidmailing #Kagome #Inuyasha #Inukag #Kagome Higurashi

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