#obviously his (lack of) awareness would stay the same

[i-will-cry-you-a-river]

If Shen Yuan would have transmigrated after realizing his sexuality, SVSSS would have been even more unhinged.

Like, he already notices the beautiful men he is surrounded by, but now these beautiful men could be an option for him. Sure, not LBH because he is the protagonist of a stallion novel, he will get his harem of pretty flowers, but the others! After all, if all women belongs to the protagonist, maybe it wouldn't be frowned upon for the men to be cutsleeves. Right? His cute little white sheep will have all the peerless beauties, but the other men who also deserve love and appreciation and care will have no one and that would be a crime.

Now, he just has to figure out which one of his beautiful and handsome and reliable and strong martial brothers is open to have a... a closer relationship with him. I mean, one of them has to be at least a little bit queer, right?! That's just statistics!

[fanaroff]

DP X DC Watchtower Blurbo

*feel free to add on to it or use it

It's pretty well understood now that Danny can be a little shit and cause trouble just by existing. There's no way he wouldn't eventually fuck with the Justice League over time if they existed in the same universe. He probably came across the Watchtower accidentally at first and stayed invisible the whole time, scared out of his mind that they'd somehow detect him. They don't, so he gets braver about visiting over time. Danny would probably start haunting them in his off time and slowly ramp up what he does over time. A glimpse here and there, the room being colder than it should be. The only reason Batman may not have called in Constantine or Zatanna immediately upon noticing is probably because he doesn't think it's caused by something supernatural. In a building full of heroes with multiple powers and a proclivity to pranking, why wouldn't you think it was one of them rather than a ghost (that you may not believe in) that may have found your super-secret hero base?

One of the heroes may get the main brunt of Danny's haunting, whoever it is can be you choice. They'd be the first to point anything out, the first to ask "hey anyone feel that?' or otherwise. Batman may think they're the prank instigator.

This goes on and off for a few weeks before Danny makes himself fully visible in different places all over the Watchtower and suddenly every hero is aware that there is a child haunting the place. They don't know who he's attached to, but they are immensely sad that there is a child that couldn't be save and is now tethered to this world by their failures. This isn't the actual case, obviously, but I love the trope. He doesn't show up all the time, they can go weeks without seeing him.

Things change when Danny is immensely exhausted from whatever daily going ons are going on for him. Anywhere from lack of sleep, to multiple days of battle, Ghost Zone business, escaping the GIW, one or multiple of them. Point is, he's tired, exhausted, and most likely injured. So, rather than keep up with the haunting, he spies a nice comfy couch in an office of one of the heroes and naps.

Now he's fully visible, vulnerable, and in one spot for a long amount of time. A hero is going to see him inevitably. This could also be about the time Batman actually brings in Constantine or Zatanna to come take a look at the wayward soul haunting the place and see if they can't give the kid (and the others in the Watchtower) peace of mind. The three come in only to find a small crowd (or similar) of heroes standing around a couch. This is perplexing enough as it is until they see what's on the couch. To Batman, it's the kid that's been haunting the place. To Zatanna and Constantine, this is a demon of the Infinite Realms that is extremely dangerous, extremely powerful, and why the fuck hasn't this creature destroyed the Watchtower yet??! Edit because @thestarsofpines made a great point of Danny being a BABY demon of the Infinite Realms that I wanted it on the main post too.

[mari-lair]

Something I found especially interesting after this chapter was the difference in views between Teru and Akane. More specifically I think it’s interesting how Akane claims to hate supernaturals, just like how Teru does but he still goes out of his way in this chapter to defend Mirai and Kako… Obviously we’ve seen in the court arc that he clearly does care for them but still I just think it’s interesting and was wondering if you had any good thoughts and analysis on it (after all your so good at that kinda thing :))))

Akane has a reluctant soft spot for the clock keepers, deep down, but I'm a firm believer that his lackluster attempt to defend Mirai and Kako wasn't born from a place of faith or care, it was out of fear. He shares the same fear as Teru. I talk about why I interpreted it like that here.

But the chapter still show a very interesting diference in view between Teru and Akane when they learn Yugi Amane used to be a teacher.

Akane is the one who calls this teacher a murderer. Teru's focus is on how he is an adult here.

Teru also calls him by name. Consistently.

Usually, he only refers to supernaturals by their role or their seat position. Doesn't matter if he is happy, angry, or neutral. It's never by name.

This shows Teru is still separating one timeline from the other. It's hard to say if he believes Amane is a bad person or not, but Teru does seem to have decided Amane Yugi is a person, not a supernatural.

He brought up Amane's happiness to make Nene reconsider staying in this world, 100%, but I do think there is a hint of honesty to this question. I wonder what he think of the idea of a ghost, a doomed being, having an actual life, with a job, and such.

It contrasts with how Akane is treating this timeline as a reality. deciding 'Hanako is still Hanako so he is a murderer' despite not knowing anything about Professor Yugi, and 'Aoi is still the same Aoi at heart. I love her' even after seeing her differences from og Aoi.

Akane is just following his program. ("Aoi is doubting my love!" -> "I will reassure her she is the only one for me.") Which falls on their old pre-severance routine, since the original Aoi main issue used to be her lack of belief she is lovable and while the New Timeline Aoi was acting differently, she still displayed the same possessive and insecure behaviors as pre-severance Aoi used to, not wanting Akane to be too close to a girl. Still, Akane has no way of knowing if this engaged Aoi is the same as the og one. He is just assuming based on the old timeline.

(unrelated but it's interesting that Akane went from "I'll love you my whole life" to "I'll love you my whole life... No, even after that" cause he is the last person to think about becoming a supernatural. It makes me wonder if part of him is aware each timeline is a completely different world, a different life... but I don't have enough insight on him yet for that, is just food for thought/headcanons.)

The main gag of this chapter is Akane treating others like their old selves while Teru treat them as separated from their old timeline counterparts.

Teru is being a brat here, but he is right. This Aoi has none of the experiences Akane has. Akane needs to adapt.

Similarly, when he talks about the person Nene fell in love with, he isn't talking about a teacher Nene never met, he is talking about the ghost murderer we are familiar with.

I think if I were to put the difference in their view (not their approach just their view) in a very simplified box, I would say Teru sees supernaturals as unsavable and dangerous, while Akane sees them as unforgivable and dangerous.

[dharmafox]

Some thoughts on the two Medicine Sellers and Karakasa's themes

Based on what we know so far, the big theme of Karakasa seems to be the destruction of individuality for the sake of integrating with a group. This is what Nakamura-san said the movie would be about from the start, and we're seeing that play out already in the many trailers that have been released. The women of the Ōoku are initiated from their first day there in the water ritual, which requires them to sacrifice things they value to O-Mizu-sama. Thereafter, they're trained to serve the Ōoku, even to the point of denying their true feelings.

That this ultimately requires the sacrifice of their individuality we can see pretty clearly in the maids who are already "integrated"—they appear again and again with featureless faces, marked only by a spiral shape that's reminiscent of swirling water.

Freaky.

This loss of individuality isn't just treated as a virtue; it's treated as necessary and sacred.

This is a lot like the Buddhist concept of "no self." It's often taught that to attain enlightenment is to attain no-self, or the "true self" beyond the individual. In Taoist terms, this means reaching the origin of birth and death. The latest lore document discusses these concepts a bit.

This idea that "no self" is equivalent to enlightenment can lead Buddhist disciples to the idea that the ultimate goal of practice is to let go of all ego forever. Again from a Taoist perspective, that effectively means returning to the origin and staying there.

Like integration into the Ōoku, this is a kind of conglomeration. To die to the self and return to the origin is to lose individuality in an indescribable "void" that's considered to be the true nature of all things. But this void is also the origin of birth and death, and one isn't meant to remain there. Staying in the origin is death without birth; it's clinging to an unnatural separation of "oneness" and the individual. Obviously, this separation isn't really "oneness." Hence other Buddhist teachings that say clinging to the idea of no-self is the same as clinging to a self.

From this perspective, the O-Mizu worshipping practices of the Ōoku are in no way sacred. They're leading the women to spiritual death, which in the end may become physical death, or at the very least leave them hollow shells. Without a sense of self, there's no life.

Then there are the Medicine Sellers. They embody a higher state of awareness, or a state closer to enlightenment than that of the humans. From the perspective of true oneness, they may embody true enlightenment, the meeting of the divine and the individual. This isn't just because each of them is a fusion of god and human wherein they and the god retain their own personalities, but also because each of the Medicine Sellers is an individual themselves.

Grumpy and Happy.

While the humans try to achieve an ideal state by "virtuously" sacrificing their egos, the Medicine Sellers are already in some higher state without making any such sacrifice.

Their stories illustrate the value of their individuality in the service of humans. The first and second Medicine Sellers are opposites because they have opposite goals. Each group of humans they guide has gone to an extreme state of "separateness." The first Medicine Seller's humans show the reason for the "no self" teaching: They cling to identities that have become toxic, effectively prisoners of their own minds. This is a long-established behavior for us. We define ourselves based on what we're taught is right or safe, and then we stick to those self-definitions even when they hurt us.

So the first Medicine Seller is detached from humans. He doesn't get drawn into their identities. He's not driven to protect them; he's driven to destroy them. His, as Nakamura-san puts it, lack of interest in people even to the point of apparent cold-bloodedness doesn't mean he doesn't care about them. It means he knows that returning them to the "origin" is the only way to save them.

But the second Medicine Seller is dealing with an opposite, and arguably a more modern, problem. The humans in Karakasa are exclusively seeking "no self." The Ōoku's women have abandoned their individuality and demand that Asa and Kame do the same, ceasing to value themselves and each other.

These bitches gay.

So the second Medicine Seller is more "interested in people" and protective of them. His goal is to sustain individuality and help people stay in the world. It's not the identities he's dealing with that are toxic; it's the glorified conglomeration that threatens to swallow them up.

Obviously I haven't seen Karakasa, and I'm extrapolating all of this based on what we know. But from the perspective of what we do know, this makes sense. Karakasa is about individuality, and it's here that Nakamura-san decided to reveal to us that not only are there multiple Medicine Sellers, but they can have personalities so different as to be, at least in some ways, opposites. And he told us what they are: the I Ching's 64 hexagrams, elements vital to the functioning of the world. Their individuality is vital to the functioning of the world.

And if beings more "conscious" than us need their individuality to keep the world turning, then so do we. Throwing it away doesn't lead us to enlightenment. On the contrary, it moves us farther from the sacred.

[body-face-words]

DT/GT

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Quick 9 second video of David and Georgia posing for the press.

First lets go with what they are saying:

"I want you to ????" I think he said smile, but I could be wrong.

"I know."

For pictures, David always slants down to Georgia. He put his hand on her back, and she stays standing upright without touching him, leaving her arms by her side.

David has his picture smile as he speaks to Georgia.

Georgia, before she answers, her smile looks asymmetrical. Obviously forced because pictures are being taken, but more in a sneer. Her right upper lip is raised and her right cheek is also puffed out. Compared to the Film Awards, she doesn't seem happy.

A sneer means contempt, disgust, disobedience/disrespect to authority figure, or feeling of superiority. In this case, I would say she's annoyed at David or in some way tired of him. In an early post, we could see how she was being left behind and no attention was being put on her.

After she says 'I know' she snaps her head to her left, away from David. Maybe to move her hair and go back to the press. Snapping of the head is also anger. When something is said or we see something we don't like, some snap their heads to the opposite side to not look at what cause our anger. She raises her right hand as she speaks, emphasizing she does already know what to do. "You don't have to tell me that. I already know what to do."

In visibly inhales. Reasons for that is loss of air, because she felt David inhale (we tend to copy others around us unconsciously) or to calm herself.

At the end she licks her lips. There are many reasons why people lick their lips. In this instance she could have done it to calm herself down. When agitated, we feel our lips/mouth dry so we lick our lips. She also turns her head and put her left hand on her waist, raising her shoulder, to show empowerment.

David, when Georgia answers, his smile becomes longer. It goes more horizontal, not up. Again, both have forced smiles for the cameras.

He continues looking forward while smiling. He inhales a second before Georgia does. Same reasons as above; lack of air or to calm himself down.

As the second go by, his horizontal smile starts to fall.

Overall, they're both in their own world and not so content with each other. Being stiff for pictures isn't out of the ordinary, but compared to the Film Awards, they are much colder towards each other. I don't think their face are because the sun is hitting them. Their in the shade so that wouldn't make sense. Georgia is being ignored, more than before, and David is most likely aware of this.

[circeyoru]

Is the Collector capable of feeling romance? Sorry if you've already answered this or something similar😅

I know it's our choice, but i would like to know from the writer's perspective.

This is for {Collection of Overlords}, check MASTERLIST for the work

If it's something similar... I think it'll be the ask about if the Collector/you are ace or like Alastor when it comes to romance and relationships, the main answer is here and the add-on is here.

But, in my perspective, the answer to your question is yes. You're capable of feeling romance and do feel such things. Now why it was never explored in the story up until now is because you take your standing into consideration.

After Part 7, you're set up as one of the sides of the universal balance. So pretty OP (overpowered), just not a top-of-the-world type of deal since you share this same title with Trick. BUT you are the top person in Hell, so yeah.

The closest 'romance' you have of feeling is towards Alastor. Remember you healing him? Yeah, you didn't need to show yourself to him to heal him nor do you need to make your appearance known in the hotel. You being out in the open is a way of showing that you care. I mean, you even stayed and started a new project of yours. Your favouritism is 'love', but I didn't show it as obviously because the focus group this time included other Overlords.

Your love language here is Acts of Service. If it's not obvious enough. Cause you treasure your collection and their uses. You'd be in love with what they do in your name, like someone is killing for you or growing strong for your attention. Are you a narcissist? Not really. You're not that self-centered or arrogant, nor do you lack empathy and consideration for other people. You're just more selective in your care and attention. That's how you got your collection in the palm of your hands.

Yet you can't help but give more favouritism to Alastor because of his over-the-top devotion to you. But, not sure if anyone noticed, Alastor's not the only one to submit to you as quick, Zestial is the other one. (a bit of lore here) The reason why Zestial and Alastor got along was cause they have that in common. Now why you favour Alastor more? Because Zestial is not as active as Alastor when it came to his services.

While Alastor hunts down unworthy and self-proclaimed Overlords for you, Zestial collects information and assesses the situation with his wisdom. See, Zestial doesn't actually do much to be frank. He as the oldest in the Collection is good to you when it comes to teaching new souls that enter your collection, that's all. Not to mention, he holds unspoken power when you aren't present in meetings. Like in episode 2, everyone quiets down, listens, and agrees with Zestial. It's cause Zestial is seen as another you.

Why not Alastor? Because he's just seeking your attention, he doesn't care for leading the group on or helping the others, he doesn't care about others or giving them a chance to gain what would be his attention and favour from you. Alastor is well aware that the collection has such a variety of demons and personalities because you want demons with different talents and focus. Most of the other Overlords knew this too, there's a hierarchy that I won't explain here.

Oh, Alastor's not the only candidate for your 'love'. There are bits of romance towards Carmilla and Rosie, if you prefer that. Otherwise, see it as platonic~

These are my thoughts. In the end, you're the one interpreting the story and 'you'.

[trillscienceofficer]

I think it's emblematic that in "Someone To Watch Over Me" Janeway is off the ship for most of the show (after airily suggesting that Seven try romance for herself) and Seven manages to alienate B'Elanna in the first two minutes of it. I think the plot would not work if Seven wasn't completely isolated from the perspective of any other woman beside superficial and stereotypical interactions.

The atmosphere of the episode feels almost claustrophobic to me, with Seven boxed into this sexist approach to love and romance. She's obviously curious about it but just as obviously uncomfortable with how things are progressing, and at the same time so trusting that if she tries hard enough to follow the Doctor's instruction she will succeed. And yet the episode is not even about Seven and her journey; it's about this new vulnerability of hers suddenly making her attractive in the Doctor's eyes. And yeah of course it's "My Fair Lady", of course it's "Pygmalion", so it's nothing new.

In a way, the ending at least asserts Seven's agency by not having her reciprocate the Doctor's feelings just because they exist. But is it agency or simply obliviousness on her part? Is the care she shows for the Doctor (by recalling that he wanted a better tricorder and literally making one for him) so disappointing just because it's not romantic? Is she just an object for everyone's desires or a character with a distinct personality, history, and evolution?

When it comes to Seven these are polarizing questions. Everything about her is exaggerated; her lack of clothes as well as the amount of screen time dedicated to her. Fans still love her or hate her along these lines. "Someone To Watch Over Me" refuses to answer these questions definitely just as much as the rest of the show never really falls one way or the other. Seven is both the sexy babe introduced in order to plump up the ratings and break into the mainstream (which she did) and the character with the most realized arc in the show. She is both the ingenue that the Doctor can fall in love with and the woman who can feel rightful indignation at his subterfuge and refuse his advances.

Maybe "Someone To Watch Over Me" is so hard to watch for me because the contradiction is brought to the surface so obviously and it just... stays there before being submerged again, unchanged. On rewatch I think the episode is more self-aware than I recalled, but this if anything makes it worse to sit through. You know they're always going to be coy when it comes to Seven. You know they're never going to give her clothes (with rare exceptions). You know everything about her will always be an exercise in having one feet in two shoes. And yet I think Jeri Ryan had a point when she described Trekkies being different from other fans, back then, because of their heightened sense of ownership over these characters and these stories. Despite everything, I can still watch this episode with Seven's isolation and clumsy attemps at dating and think, "same".

[remotepixel]

Hi!! Can you write something for the platonic Yandere Avengers with a meta–human teenage reader? Something resembling emotion management. The reader can cause apathy, joy, etc. BUT at the same time he does not want to deal with the avengers

Hi!!! Thank you for requesting!

Tw: yandere themes + kidnapping mentions.

The way you meet the Avengers would really depend on how vocal you are about your powers.

-If you’re a vigilante of sorts, relying on triggering criminal’s emotions and fighting them head on, they would reach out first (they don’t really want unidentified superpower kids running around).

-If you hide/use your powers for smaller things, it would probably be another event (e.g. winning a national competition) that draws their attention to you.

Either way, as time progresses, you’re able to clearly see their obsessiveness surrounding you, and, obviously, you don’t want to be apart of that.

-Apathy was the first emotion you tried. If they simply didn’t care about you, they would you leave you alone, yeah?

-Yeah, no.

-If they didn’t yet know of your powers, they could take a good guess now.

Obviously all of them wouldn't be fans of it but I think Tony would hate your powers the most.

-He already struggles to deal with his feelings so constantly supplying him with more messes with his head, especially when it's a clear sign you don't like him.

-He would spend hours reaching in hopes of finding a solution.

Natasha would be a close second.

-Growing up as a spy who was taught to lack any emotion, there's a lot of unprocessed feelings still there.

-In a way, the apathy isn't that different from how she normally feels, or at least presents, but knowing someone else is trying to control her emotions again leaves a bitter taste in her mouth.

Steve, on the other hand, doesn't think too much of it.

-He's aware that this is your coping skill and this whole situation is a lot to handle.

-He'll still hang out, trying to ignore the chokehold of unwanted feelings you’re sending his way, and talk to you like normal.

Bruce would probably be uncomfortable but try to follow Steve's footsteps.

-In a way, the apathy is nice compared to the guilt he feels.

-He knows, probably the most out of all of them, the obsessiveness they all feel isn’t normal at all.

-However, he still goes along with Tony’s experiments and ideas of how to stop (or even better, fully get rid) of your powers, despite any regrets he knows he’ll have.

Clint is also a bit reluctant.

-Thanks to having a family on his own, Clint knows how to deal with kids.

-But those ones don’t ignore him and send him the emotional version of a death threat.

-I think he’ll go along with the other avengers for their sakes rather than his.

-He has a family to ground him, make him self-aware and less overbearing as the others, but he’s not going out of his way to stop them either.

Thor’s a bit unaware of how you want nothing to do with them.

-He wouldn’t be good at dealing with your powers, but he’s dealt with Loki for all his life, and he’s sure you’ll turn around eventually.

-He’ll try to ‘deny’ any emotions you’re sending him while acting too casual for a god trying to befriend some teenager.

If you don’t warm up after a few months, they’d resort to kidnapping.

-It wasn’t their favourite idea, since it would definitely take away any process they’ve made (not that it’s much), but it now means they can constantly be around you and you can’t do anything (yay!).

-Your powers would either be taken away, or useless (e.g. staying a certain distance away if it’s range limited), leaving you completely defenceless.

From there, it’s a waiting game for stockholm syndrome to kick in so you can finally realise who your true family :)

[rozaceous]

tcba ch 26 outline

sasuke pov. once again, draft is an outline, and this was written before i wrote out ch 24, so there might be some redundancies

also includes how i was going to end the ch

getting back to ame post-summit

pein/konan: you stirred things up but failed in your mission. not a single dead kage between you?

sasuke: if you want something done the way you want, do it yourself

interrupted w tobi on how they're bolstering akatsuki's numbers

zetsu's recruited kabuto so uh, hey senpai lol

and wow the tension between konan+pein and tobito can be cut w a knife

deidara and kisame out doing their thing to catch the other jinchuuriki, have used the summit as distraction to sneak in, they aren't back yet

so a clear 3 factions

pein and konan treat mariko and sasuke as tobito's toadies since they were recruited on his insistence, kabuto is assoc w mariko

but kabuto is there for the eye of the moon plan to come to fruition, make a clone army or something something w the use of edo tensei

mariko keeping mum on that one since she's not sure how much of kabuto being here is him thinking that it sounds like a genuinely good idea that he's committed to following through, and how much is him being along for the ride

sasuke can hardly call him a betrayer or whatever since he joined the same cause they did, but still feels gross

also he knows that tobito is 'madara' and the continued deception is irritating

so 'wtf is the eye of the moon plan' has to be explained, itachi explained it some but he wants to hear it form tobito besides not really being able to say that itachi told them already since they supposedly killed him

prev encounter w just pein and konan acting as directive was focused on the tyranny of the great nations and the flaws of shinobi society, so even tho he's aware that this is a thing it still feels extremely out of left field

so obviously this is bullshit and the skepticism will not stay out of his voice

and if it's tobi explaining this all, then it's super natural for him to then turn to konan and pein and "y'all good with this?" and immediately prod at the inherent tension dividing them, esp since deidara and kisame aren't there to buffer

and man it's like farting in a quiet room: pein and konan politely ignoring that there is this divide in the leadership and tobito and zetsu not wanting to exacerbate anything

tobito to sasuke: this is the only way to assure that there is peace

sasuke: by shoving everyone into a genjutsu against their will and giving them all their wildest dreams as an illusion? until what, everyone dies in the real world? until they starve to death? or is it only that chakra users would be sustained by the combined chakra of the jinchuuriki? or is that chakra store used up just by catching everyone in the genjutsu to begin with? are people's comatose bodies just getting eaten by wild animals or what's up with this logistically?

basically this is a load of unsubstantiated waffle, sasuke was taught genjutsu by orochimaru, who tho lacking in a doujutsu was premier at them and understood them on a technical level that's beyond virtually everyone else

also sasuke: your plan is shit, the whimsical thinking of children, and i'm not interested in a pretense of peace, i'm interested in justice

and mariko is totally down with this as a distinction (lowkey is doing an internal fistpump bc what a cool line bro and what a worthwhile philosophical delineation)

this is less internal than she thinks, can't quite keep a straight face

tobito maybe asking if mariko has a similar modus operandi

mariko: sasuke and i are a team

"i see"

sasuke: "does this mean we can stop this entire farce now, tobi" maybe that he's been looking for him, why was itachi so committed to him having the mangekyo/implication that he would need it

pein laughing, like "he's got you there"

kabuto is just ready to bust out the popcorn, now this is intrigue

so woo woo the dark chuckle, ahaha yes i am madara, your forebear

mariko: hm doubt (but also wtf i guess we're going w confrontation after all, have to destabilize this dude as much as i can if i want any hope of living thru the aftermath, but i guess also let's set him against konan and pein)

which sort of is sasuke's play, if there's a divide in intent here then it's prime time to force this confrontation since there's a chance of getting pein and konan to either stand down or join in, and deidara and kisame aren't present to act as other variables to control (kabuto is a non-issue in his brain no matter which way he falls lmao)

and this would catch konan and pein's attention bc they have been operating under the assumption that he is madara, or at least not otherwise caring

so mariko whips out: you're uchiha obito, aren't you

sasuke wondering how they went from 'obito's right eye never reclaimed/his body never found' to 'obito lived and is evil now' but willing to go along w it bc he trusts her instincts/she's rarely wrong in his experience/even if she is wrong, she's saying it for a purpose

can shun sense the zetsu movement? if yes then it's helpful if he's present for this whole discussion/debrief

confrontation

pein and konan staying out of it/focus is on containment (wouldn't let zetsu run off, but not fighting unless they're attacked first)

mariko+kabuto fighting zetsu vs sasuke fighting obito

attempts to slice and dice him fall thru bc he just reforms

mariko: fire it is!

sasuke struggling w the intangibility combo'd w the (essentially) teleportation, mariko needing more juice

they switch off

and ofc kabuto and sasuke look at each other like 'ugh, this guy again' but needs must or whatever

sasuke able to get his fire jutsu hot enough to scorch the plant goo? or lightning something, idk

how do they even kill him in canon

after sufficient chakra expenditure, sasuke released orochimaru

mariko had been trying to save chakra in order to use kotoamatsukami and letting sasuke be the heavy hitter

was planning to whammy obito but has to use it on orochimaru?

the rest of team7 arrives amidst this chaos

ofc adding kakashi to this particular psychological bender of obito's is always a good idea

mariko: shit, bc she'd been meaning to take care of obito (reform or otherwise) so shishou wouldn't have to

basically things conclude so that:

pein and konan go on their merry way ruling ame, disillusioned, talk no jutsu'd, whatever

obito reformed??? whatever. basically sasuke takes his remaining sharingan as a way of saying he's not worthy of having it (clan shit) and kakashi essentially defects from konoha to be his babysitter/seeing eye dog

orochimaru dead

zetsu dead

kabuto affirmed to stick w mariko (she may do some move to save him? debatable)

naruto not going back to konoha, but also feels estranged from his teammates (except sai lol). he still doesn't get why mariko did what she did/can't really grapple w her killing ppl, and he doesn't quite jive w sasumari's plan to destabilize the shinobi village system (tho it's a bit more subtle than that? idk). i think he ends up as sort of a nomad and hanging out w gaara a lot

sasumari 4evah lol

have no idea what i'm doing to tie in ROOT stuff, but there's a thought there?

need to regroup w team hebi and itachi

itachi and kisame can have their bromance reunion lol

idk abt deidara, hm

how i was going to end the ch:

Mariko leans into him and Sasuke's knees give way, the two of them toppling to the ground in a messy sprawl, exhausted. His whole body is shaking with it. She pushes herself off of him just enough so that she's not crushing him, and the laugh she breathes out trembles. A cut on her cheek is still bleeding. "So," she says. "What's next?"

[melodrangea]

Ok okay 😼 Marie when she realizes stein has a weapon child(basing off the last request and I think it’s obvious I see the mad scientist as a father 🫣🤭) and obviously how stein reaction to his child seeing Marie as a mom!

You can write it anytime! Take your time! Don’t rush anything and MAKE SURE TO STAY HYDRATED AND HEALTHY!🎆

thank you my dear!! I’m healthy and semi hydrated so I figured I met the conditions to write again lol

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Marie with Stein’s Weapon Child

-I think this goes without saying but Marie was aware of you long before she started teaching at the DWMA

-she’s a death sythe and Stein is one of the best meisters in the world, meaning your existence isn’t exactly hideabke so she would’ve heard about maybe even in brief passing

-wether she knew you were a weapon or not before she met you doesn’t make much of a difference

-you officially met Marie when she came to stay with you and your dad while they were working on defeating Ashura

-and safe to say she fell in love with you within minutes

-you were semi down to earth like Stein but you were so sweet and just overall doteable

-finding out you were a weapon just made you two all the closer

-you took a liking to her fairly immediately, seeing her as a motherly figure with your own mother gone

-the three of you would train together after school in weekends (Stein even wielding both of you at once one time)

-Marie would be delighted if your weapon form was similar to hers, but even if it wasn’t she would love you the same

-but when Marie finds out you can also fight by herself!!!???

-she’s ecstatic, so so so proud of you even if you aren’t her child

-she wants to make sure you’re safe and healthy first and foremost, she won’t let you overwork yourself one bit 😤😤😤

-is a little concerned that a teenager can figure out how to fight on their own and she can’t but it’s whatever lol

-you would probably also grow a strong connection with Crona from him being over to see Marie so often

(you would totally threaten Ragnarok when he’s being a little shit)

-when you’re in the classroom you and Marie try to act like you two aren’t attached at the hip (but it’s a wee bit obvious she has a slight favorite)

-no one in class holds it against you though and it doesn’t mean Marie doesn’t love her other students just as much

-now getting onto Stein

-this man is shutting bricks terrified

-he barely understands his own teenager, let alone a woman his own age

-you two have your own way of speaking and suddenly you’re style is changing and his house is changing

-the man cannot cope

-once he gets over the first few weeks of “wtf is going on”, he settles in really nicely

-Stein may not say it but he really appreciates the relationship you and Marie have because sometimes he feels he is lacking as a parent in the emotional capacity

-he won’t admit it but he loves how much you two get along, it feels like he has his own small family, it makes his heart all fuzzy

-and when you start to notice that Stein likes Marie you are pushing it SO hard

-i mean accidentally “forgetting” something in Stein’s room so Marie goes to get it while Stein is sleeping

-slipping both of them gifts and pretending it’s from the other

-trying to get Stein to just freaking admit he like Marie

-and when they get together you’re happy as a clam, within a few months of the two of them dating, you start calling Marie ‘mom’

-she started bawling the first time you did, and from then on you three are an actual family

-if and when Stein and Marie get married she legally adopts you

-you three are an unstoppable team of badasses, especially when all three of you resonate

-the only problem is Marie trying to figure out how to tell you both the family is about to go from the terrifying three to the fearsome four….

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that’s all my dears!

I hope you thoroughly enjoyed

and per usual I am here solely for your literary pleasure

-Melodrangea <3

[petersbaby]

Library - Eddie Munson x Reader

Warnings: Slight perv!eddie, fingering, choking. This one is pretty tame

A/N: I wanted to remind everyone that I take donations/tips and the kofi is linked in my pinned post! Your girl is lowkey struggling right now and it would mean the world. Obviously you don’t have to, but it’s there if you’re feeling generous. <3

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You had strict parents. That’s how you ended up here, tucked away in a corner of your local library after school with Eddie. You loved him, of course, you thought he was a good person when you put aside all the annoying shit he does.

Your parents, though, not so much. He’s pretty much a textbook “bad boy,” not the kind of person they would want you to be hanging out with. They only knew about him what they had heard; the rumors.

When Eddie asked you to help him with a class he was failing because it was your best subject, you couldn’t invite him over. This was the meeting point. You had agreed, because you really did want to see him graduate. And possibly because he smokes you out from time to time free of charge.

You had a nice little friendship going, it was just one that not many people were aware of. You kind of liked the privacy, but you knew it must feel shitty on his end because he gets judged and therefore so does whoever he associates with. The library wasn’t busy, it was surprisingly vacant.

You two sat together at a table, side by side, close. Chairs pulled up next to each other and all kinds of stuff scattered across the surface of the table. Notebooks, a textbook, printed sheets, flash cards, the whole nine yards. He was overwhelmed but trying to stay still and pay attention.

You read to him aloud from the textbook as if he were a child who couldn’t read, but all he could think about was how good you smelled and how pretty your eyelashes were and the holes in the jeans you wore.

You finished reading a paragraph.

“Okay, write that down. That’s 100% going to be on the test, so it’s important.”

You pick up the pencil and hand it to him, as the notebook with messily scrawled out notes sat in front of him. He just stares at it. He doesn’t even take the pencil.

“I uhh, I’m really sorry but I didn’t catch any of that. Could you read it again?”

You take a deep breath in and out, trying to be patient. He never could focus.

“I will, but listen this time. Seriously.”

“Okay, okay.” He nods, and you return to the book.

Your skin looked so soft, he could find out if it actually was as soft as it looked so easily. He could just reach down and touch your leg, so fucking easy.

This time, halfway through the passage, you check to make sure he’s not spacing out, and he is. Just this time, instead of his gaze staring into something off in the distance, it was on you.

You stop speaking and just look at him til he notices you stopped. It takes him a minute, but the lack of your voice in his ears brings him to look up at you, confused.

“What? Why’d you stop?”

“Because you don’t look like you’re listening to me.”

“I’m *totally* listening. You’re talking about the uh… the American revolution.”

“French. The French revolution.”

“Right, yeah, that’s what I meant.”

You sigh and put your hand on your face.

“You need to be on medication, eds, you have ADHD.”

“It’s not… listen, you just look… you look very pretty. Can’t stop looking at you.”

You have to fight off the smile that tries to spread across your face, ears and cheeks heating up.

“Thank you. But look at the book, not me.”

“UGH. I can’t. I need an ugly tutor, then I’d be able to concentrate.”

“Quit.” You say softly, squirming in your seat at the compliments he’s giving you. He makes you nervous, but in a good way. It’s hard to explain.

“I’ve got an idea. Okay?”

“Mhm.”

“You wanna kiss me?”

Now it was his turn to blush a little bit. He’s nervous now in that exact same way, same way as you. There was obviously some tension there in the friendship that you knew about and felt, you knew he had a thing for you, at least to some degree. Maybe you did for him, too. A little.

“Fuck yes.”

“Do your work, and you can. Only after.”

-

“Okay, I think I got everything done for today. Am I finished?” He asks, wanting to finally put the pencil down. His hand hurt.

“For today.” You emphasize. “You’re still really behind.”

He fixes his eyes on your soft lips, just wondering what they taste like. You catch this fascination.

“Alright,” you sigh, turning to face him, “go ahead.”

You had to act like this was an inconvenience for you, like it wasn’t EXACTLY what you wanted too. He places his right hand on your face, softly holding it and pressing his lips against yours, and it quite literally takes your breath away.

It lasts for what feels like forever, neither one of you pulling away. In fact, instead of pulling apart, you become even more intertwined.

You deepen the kiss, your hand coming up to caress his face as well. You focused on the way his stubble felt beneath your touch, and the way all you smelled was aftershave and smoke.

You take his bottom lip between your teeth, biting down on it just a little bit, pulling, then letting it fall back into place. Your tongue runs across it to both soothe the nip but to also request access into his mouth, which is immediately granted.

As the kiss-turned-make out session went on, his hand fell down to your neck, feeling the warm and sensitive skin there. He doesn’t know why, he doesn’t know why he feels the need to do this, but he experimentally wrap his big, rough hand around your throat.

No pressure, just placing it there. It was almost absentmindedly, and he didn’t think much of the gesture. You get annoyed by it, though, and place your hand over his, squeezing it for him.

“Fuck, you like that?” He mutters quietly.

“Shut up.” You kiss him again.

He squeezes the sides of your throat with just the right amount of intoxicating pressure while your tongues explore each other’s mouths.

‘Wait,’ you thought, and pulled away from him. You look all around the area, scanning for people. You forgot where you were, just for a minute there.

“There’s nobody here.” He whispers, assuring you after seeing your slightly panicked expression. You then look up at the ceiling.

“No cameras either. You think the town has enough money for all that shit?” He reads your mind, and you relax.

“Unbutton these jeans for me, yeah?”

You don’t know where this is going, but you oblige. Just something about him made you want to do everything he asked.

He kisses you again, hand trailing down your body til they dip into your pants. He rubs circles over your clit on top of your panties, and you gasp softly at the sudden feeling.

You tried your best to keep consistently kissing him back and hold it together, but then his hand finds it’s way into your panties too.

“Holy shit.” He comments, simply, to himself and against your lips.

You can guess that you’re probably embarrassingly wet and that that is what he’s just discovered. He easily slips in his middle finger, effortlessly, and you gasp.

You also spread your legs to make it a bit easier for him. This was so gross, so illegal, but so good. You couldn’t stop even if you wanted to.

Your tongues dance together, occasionally fighting for dominance, lips both covered in saliva from one another. He gently pushes his one finger in and out of you, trying not to get too eager and overwhelm you.

But once you started seemingly trying to grind against his hand, he adds in another digit. You pant against his lips as he curls them inside you, as deep as the can go, scissoring them against your walls.

“Oh, god, Eddie,” you say in a whisper, more of a quiet whine than anything.

“Shhh.” He soothes, covering your mouth with his own, not letting up. In fact, they got faster, his thick calloused fingers.

You were gonna cum. You were gonna cum? In the library, with people in the building? Yeah, you had to. It was unavoidable and you weren’t able and didn’t have the time to say anything, but he could tell by the way you clenched around him and the way you were struggling to kiss him back.

“Yeah? Just be quiet.” He whispers.

You just nod your head breathlessly. When it hits you, it really hits you, and if you were alone you would absolutely scream. You can’t, and you know that, so your first idea is to cover your hand over your own mouth tightly to stifle any noise.

“Good girl, that’s a good girl.” He continues to whisper as you ride it out.

You take your hand away, trying to catch your breath and breathe like a normal person again. He removes his hand too, and you quickly go to zip and button your jeans again, straightening yourself out.

“Jesus Christ.” You half-chuckle, in disbelief at how far things went.

“To thank you. For helping me.” He explains.

“And maybe to convince you to do it again tomorrow? I know I’m hard to teach but I promise I’ll behave.”

“Of course.” You say, as if it were a given.

“You’re a really sweet girl, you know that?” He smiles.

“Whatever.” You jokingly roll your eyes, smiling a little too. You getting up to collect all your things, and he helps you put the stuff into your backpack.

[days-until-burnout]

Prompt: Boat boys lost at sea except they are actually lost at sea.

Good Luck, You’re going to need it!

good luck? oh anon. sweet summer anon. me, struggling with boat boys? you'll never catch me lacking (yes, i am being silly and playful) made it platonic but can be read romantic if you wanted. i'm not the boss of anyone<3 and now, enjoy!

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📧 Day 11 -

Character - Etho & Joel Words - 787 Time - 30 mins Content - Pirate (to be) AU

“You are on my side.”

Etho looked up, unsure why he expected something different. They’ve been at it for a couple days now (at least a couple days since they’ve been awake or aware), and this was the only sight he would see. For miles and miles in every direction, the ocean. Waves. Foam. The occasional birds passed by. And very rarely, some animal or creature would pop up nearby to breath then swim down, leaving them alone again. 

Which reminded him. 

“What side are you even talking about?!”

The other, the only other being with human speech who resembled a human, Joel, looked back a him in offense, like he committed the biggest crime by simply questioning his stupidity. He glared at him, prompting him to jerk upright toward his boat, hands on the ledge and leaning forward, and how he wished Joel would tip over. He needed something to laugh about, or he’d go insane, very likely. 

“You are on my side! We agreed on this! You stay on your side, I stay on mine!”

Joel’s voice was also… not bad, but he wanted to be mad at him to feel something, anything, so he made the executive decision to suddenly dislike his voice. Loud like seagulls’ screeches with the lung capacity of whales. It was jarring, but Joel liked to talk, spewing nonsense and stupidity, but it kept them sane, somehow. Etho hated that it made him guilty for disliking it, even if for made up reasons. 

“We are stranded in the ocean! Does it look like I have any control of where my boat goes?!” 

“Swim away then!”

Another thing, too, their current predicament. Last he remembered, he’d woken up in a small boat, a raft, almost at the same time as his current companion. And their boats had been tied together, not with rope or chains, but by some force of nature that kept them drifting together. Magic was palpable all over their situation, going off by their lack of hunger and thirst and need to relieve themselves. Simply sat on their respective boats, at the mercy of the waves on the wind, and, well, absolutely everything but themselves. 

They should’ve tried to swim, probably. They never tried, so they had no idea if what would even work. Even then, if they jumped out and swam in any given direction, there was no real way of knowing if they’d find land or another ship or anything. For all they knew, the whole world sunk and they were the only surviving people because of some magic boats. 

Yeah, that was dumb. 

Joel was dumber, however, throwing his leg overboard into his boat. Joel was climbing into his boat. Hey, wait!

“What are you doing?!” He shook himself, raised his voice which startled him, but kept moving. He stayed in place, unsure if Joel was dangerous or stupid or desperate, if he kept his cool, he would be able to push him overboard and keep himself safe. So he stayed put, not because he was also curious to see what would happen, or because he kinda wanted this to happen. No, it was precaution and preparation, nothing more. He didn’t miss the touch of someone else, obviously not. 

“Shut up,” Joel hissed as he put both feet down, knees bent and arms outstretched for balance, seemingly waiting to see what would happen. Nothing did, and he looked stupid, and Etho snorted. Joel’s glare snapped to him, “I am going to strangle you and throw your body overboard.” 

And Joel tried, of course he tried. 

Etho caught one of his wrists, their respective free hands grabbing fistfuls of shirt. Etho pushed him away, Joel tried to put pressure. It was the dumbest fight ever, barely moving an inch in any direction, all too aware that sudden movements would tip the boat. They weren’t going to risk it. Regardless of their personal feelings. 

“I’m going to kill you,” Joel said through gritted teeth, his fist sliding alongside the bone of his collarbone. That hurt, a little, and the pressure almost eased a little after Etho made a face. Ah, right, they couldn’t really hurt each other. Another funny little aspect of their hopeless situation. They felt the other’s pain and feelings, which was wonderful, really. 

They had their pathetic fight for a couple minutes after, then Joel simply collapsed into his chest, Etho wrapping his arms around him. Because it was Joel who wanted the contact. There was the whistle of a steamboat, but they didn’t bother investigating as they felt a sudden wave of exhaustion crashing on them. They’d deal with everything else later, not that they’d be going to part ways any time soon. 

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i probably should consider cutting my time 🤔 or limit it more. but then again, i like dont like 'unfinished' stories, so i'd probably keep going until i reached a satisfying ending. we live and we learn i guess, doesn't hurt anyone to try different things anyhow, i was going to do another writing but eh, brain said no more writing today lol

[cherrypopgo]

Update on 100% Teruki AU!

Here I am going to ramble about the AU, most of the information was written on a google doc and inspired from others!

Summary:

This is supposed to be a story that follows Teruki on his journey to becoming a good person. What exactly does “good'' mean? It won't be easy with voices in his head and his sins crawling onto him. At least he has Shigeo. (Yes this au will be fanfic but I also will be posting comics along aside it, I tell you when I finish the first chapter!)

Backstory:

(Still in a work of progress will edit later when finished)

When he’ll obtain his 100% power is something I haven’t come up with and is having a hard time figuring it out, maybe through distress?

What also I need to figure out is when to corporate this au too. I was planning to do it after the canon show to keep everything how it is. Or to spice things up with things changing the plot with his 100%.

Another thing I will be incorporating to this AU is like a version ???% or Shigeo of Teruki. This ???% of Teruki is supposed to represent his past self. Before he met Shigeo. That he still thinks high of himself and low to others. Especially now that he is a lot more powerful than ever before. Instead of him creating destruction in the path when he walks like Shigeo he does it emotionally or mentally or whatever. What does that mean? It means he gets a little smart with it. Also he can talk. I have in mind two forms for him. One which is his true form is a shadowy version of him with yellow eyes (sometimes with spirals as his pupils.) And the other form is what he looks like when he turns 100% but with the same yellow eyes. To not make him stand out as much. 

His relationship with Shigeo you ask? It’s either with this new power he even strives more to beat him as his rival ORRRRrr the ladder still keeps him high regard and instead of JUST beating him just he still kinda plans to he also wants him to join him. His fascination with Shigeo will not die down and will instead grow as time goes on. (also…TERUMOB FOREVERRRRR) His goal is somewhat similar to before going up the hierarchy PROVE to everyone he’s worth something that he is greater. Why stop at school, the whole city, the country. Nah not the world too much. Now what about the relationship to himself? With Shigeo he doesn’t like Mob. It won’t be the same with Teruki. It is not necessarily dislikeness or hatefulness towards him more like pity. Pity for how he lacks the awareness that he is so much greater than he thinks. Why pity? Well, the reason he had changed was for Shigeo and he knows that. But he is regarding too much of his power and his identity to others. To the point instead of thinking of being equal to everyone maybe even lower because of his actions. The ???% Teruki would rather convince Teruki that he is so much greater.

When ???% Teruki comes out it won’t be as visible as Shigeo staying in the background in order to earn his reputation, to eliminate his competitors, to learn more about his powers.

When ???% Teruki first shows up it is not as notable, more a voice in Teruki’s head. The more he dismisses it, the more it grows very slowly. It would truly start to grow when Teruki gains his 100%.

For Power Balance no way he will overpower Shigeo but will come close.

Teruki’s Powers:

For this au I’ll be adding a new kind of psychic power specifically for Teruki obviously people like Shigeo and Teruki can learn it by looking which is CRAZY but yeah. This new type of physic power is the ability to copy other objects (nothing living, sorry that's too op). Want an another ice cream but only have one BOOM two ice creams! Want another phone BOOM two phones! Want another sword to stab your enemy in the chest? BOOM two swords! Obviously you expand on this power with enough to create more than one object or material. 

Teruki will still have his canon powers and maybe learn even more from Shigeo or Sakurai(sword dude.) (Saw this one fanfic) Another thing I want Teruki to be able to learn is curses. The curse to make another sleep or lose your psychic powers. Not too sure if you’re able to learn them but someone did it so maybe!

Thanks for reading my rambles! This au is something I’ve been thinking for the longest time and would like to bring it out to life! My goal is to one day for this au be recognized enough that people will be making their own aus of this one! For now baby steps.

If you have your own ideas what else to be put into this au I gladly look over them! This au is still being developed so don’t be harsh towards me. (Yea I’m sensitive)

Well! I hope you’re having a great day and or night!

[olivexii]

⚠️ - 100 days

Charlie Slimecicle x f!reader

Chapter 1

Tw: Violence, gore, language

Based on the film by Slimecicle (yippee!!)

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐

It had been around 6 days since it had started. 6 exhausting days of travelling, scavenging and fighting. You were too scared to rest, let alone had the time for it.

You had stupidly decided to go into the city today, figuring there would be a good amount of supplies hidden away somewhere. But now you were trapped on the top floor of a random grey building as zombies flooded the floor beneath you.

Your back leaning against the cold wall, head in your knees. The sound of the zombies below fill your ears as you try and block them out.

They couldn’t reach you, the ladder was blocked with a trap door. But still you couldn’t shake the anxiety you felt as the banged on the wood.

It had been 4 days since the last sight of a human being. Your friend being torn from your grasp as she screams for help plays over and over in your mind; knowing that it’s your fault she wasn’t saved.

Soon the sound of the zombies and your own thoughts were interrupted by a panicked voice.

“OH!!! Well would you look at that”

You couldn’t see the owner of the voice (a man??) but you could hear the sound of a sword piercing flesh, as the sound of the zombies slowly quietened, but wasn’t silenced.

“TOP FLOOR’S ALWAYS THE SAFEST” the panicked voice says again as he realised that he was being overrun.

The sound of the trap door being opened and heavy panting caused you to look up in a fright. The man not realising you were there as he climbed through the floor with his back facing you.

He wheezed as he put his hands on his knees, attempting to catch his breath.

You immediately became aware of the weapons he had on him, becoming extra cautious incase he used them against you.

Still panting heavily he put his hands on his hips and stood up straight, slowly turning around to analyse the room he had climbed into.

“OH, shit”, he exclaimed when he turned around and saw you, your pocket knife now drawn and pointed straight towards him.

Out of reflex he reached for him sword that was attached to his belt, pointing it towards you as well.

“Who are you?” you questioned the brown haired man. Your voice raspy from having not talked in days and from the lack of water.

“Who are you?” he questioned back, sword reflecting in the sun.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking that, you just appeared out of nowhere!”

His gaze hardened at the attitude you gave him.

“Just tell me your name, and I’ll tell you mine, okay? That’s fair considering I saved your life. Those zombies were almost breaking up here man.”

Copying his gaze you pursed your lips, deciding if you should tell him who you are. What if he’s a threat?

“Y/N. My name’s Y/N” you admitted with a sigh, not breaking eye contact with the man in front of you.

“Nice to meet you Y/N. I’m Charlie.”

He lowered his sword slightly, now pointing it more towards your legs than your body.

“This your… base or something” He asked as he broke eye contact, looking around the room. “Not much here at all.”

“No, it’s not. I was chased by them. I didn’t even know they could climb ladders until now. Luckily I was quick enough to close the trap door before any of them could get up.”

Your eyes stayed on the man’s face as he turned his attention back to you

“You have a base?” He tilted his head.

“Well… Not exactly”

“So you move around a lot then?”

“Why are you asking so many questions?” Your head titled the same as his.

“I don’t know… You’re the first person I’ve come across since this all started.”

You moved your knife down slightly, lowering your guard. If he would have wanted you dead he would have done it by now.

“Really? Is there no one else around here?”

“Not that I’ve see no. Apart from you obviously. Y’know, you’re pretty lucky I came around when I did. Another few minutes and you would have been zombie lunch.”

He bounced up and down on the balls of his feet slightly, his sword now at his side.

“I could’ve defended my self you know”

Charlie clicks his tongue.

“Ehh… I don’t think so. I couldn’t take them all there were that many down there. Which is why you should be thanking me.”

His voice got more enthusiastic the more he talked to you, seeming proud of himself.

“Yeah, yeah. Thanks I guess.” you replied with a hint of sarcasm he seemed to not pick up on.

He smiled lazily to himself, still shifting on his feet. It was silent for a moment, the only sound filling the room were the zombies from the floor below and outside.

“I think we should go take care of them…” He looked up at you as he scratched the back of his neck.

“Wait, you’re not bit, are you?” You asked him, suddenly becoming cautious again.

“No, no I’m not. Nearly was a couple times but… I’m not no.”

“Okay good, I’m not either. I swear if you go all zombie on me I will kill you” You glared at him, bringing the knife back up and pointing it in his direction to prove your point.

“I don’t doubt that, jeez” He replied, fixing his pastel green shirt out of nerves.

“Good.”

You finally stood on your feet, knife now back down at your side as you turn your back to him to pick up your back pack.

“You found any supplies?” He asks curiously.

“No, whole fucking place is empty.”

“Yeah I couldn’t find much stuff either. Must’ve already been raided.”

“Shame.” You replied dryly as you walked towards him and the trap door.

“Okay, so, game plan,” he started and you turned your gaze to him. “You take the right, and I’ll take the left. I don’t think there’s that many there, but just in case.”

“Cool”

He nodded to himself in re assurance and took a deep breath before opening the trap door. The groans of zombies and reek of rotting flesh immediately filling the room.

“I’ll go down first, you follow after me” Charlie instructed with his eyes glued on the ladder.

You didn’t respond verbally, only nodding at him even though he didn’t see it.

He jumped down suddenly, and you were quick to follow, immediately turning to the right and facing 3 zombies.

You swung your knife straight towards the closest one’s head, the blood splashing back and hitting you on the cheek.

You took the other two out in the same way, knowing it was easier to go for the head.

When you had taken them out you turned back around the see Charlie handling the last one. His sword came crashing through it’s skull with a force, making it drop immediately.

He let out a heavy sigh and he slowly turned to face you again. Blood covered the right side of his face, but he seemed unbothered by it.

“Well, I’m tired now. Suns almost set so it’s probably a good idea for me to head back to my base.”

“Yeah probably.” You responded dryly again, only thing on your mind being how you would probably have to set up camp on the top floor and fight off zombies the whole night.

“You should come back with me. I just got done building my base and you look like you need to rest.”

You looked up at him in shock.

“Really? You’re just going to let some random girl into your base. I could be a threat you know”, you exclaimed with folded arms.

“Yeah but, you’re not going to try anything. I know that. And if you do just know I’m so much more prepared than you, you’d be giving yourself a death wish.

He threatened as he attached his blood covered sword back onto his belt.

“Yeah I guess. Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Mhm, I don’t mind. Plus it’ll be nice to not be lonely. We can sleep in shifts so that way we’re protected and can rest.”

Charlie began walking towards the stairs out of the building, expecting you to follow him.

“C’mon Y/N. It’s gonna be dark before we get there, so I suggest moving those legs of yours.” He called out as he disappeared to the floor below.

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A/N: I HAVEN’T WRITTEN IN OVER A YEAR!!! YAY!!

[bsd-elle]

Kazuki's involvement and decision to take care of Miri stems from a lot of trauma and grief.

The moment we are introduced to him, we see him taking care of Rei, and chastising him on the cat that he saved.

He says that you shouldn't take care of something if you're not in it for the long run.

And obviously, that's a result of the loss of his wife and also, a direct result of his childhood.

He has made it clear, and is incredibly self-aware of the fact that he is the way he is because his parents' abandoned him.

And that could've, very easily, sent him down a road of self-destruction and chaos.

But he never let's it encroach his own personality, his own autonomy.

He makes decisions, and not only that, makes mistakes (like every human being), and rather than using a shield of his upbringing, or lack there of, he's concious and takes the blame with his whole chest.

And that is clear throughout episode 7, where you see the inner workings of his mind, how he's still trapped by the events that transpired 5 years back.

Not only mentally, but also not allowing himself to pursue any stability and happiness.

And I'm so glad the show decided to take that very deep, personal, and real look into trauma and grief, and the guilt that comes along with it, that you're leaving the person behind.

Kazuki feels like he's not allowed to be happy, he's scared to find happiness, because, in his head, it would be a betrayal of his wife.

I think Kazuki was living on auto-pilot since the events that transpired over five years back. He wanted his routine to be normal.

Works as a hitman, gambles his life away, hangs out with girls, takes care of Rei, and the cycle continues.

He desperately wanted things to stay the same way because he didn't want to confront the possibility that he was happy, nor even grapple with that idea, thus he constantly seeks uncertainty.

We're not even sure if he has a place to stay, as he states himself, he's crashing at Rei's place.

That was his life and he was content with that because anything to the contrary would mean he was moving on. He was changing, and that would be a direct betrayal of his past relationship.

He fought adamantly against change, he didn't want anything permanent in his life. He didn't want to take care of anything, because if he did, it would mean he was changing. If he were to be fulfilled by something new in his life, it would almost be like he was writing over the history he shared with Yuzuko, and the future they would've shared. The future that was taken away from them, by an action that he actively blames himself for.

Hence, he looked towards simple things that wouldn't make him feel fulfilled, things that he wouldn't have to look after or care for. And that could be something as simple as a pet.

Miri, with her rambunctious energy and sunshine personality, quite literally, bombarded into both of their lives.

From the jump, it's quite clear that Kazuki took a liking to her. But I can't imagine, the mental agony he faced, coming to terms with taking care for her.

Because that would mean he was having a family, 'writing over' a future he lost.

But like Karin said, Memories aren't a prison.

Kazuki is allowed to be happy, is allowed to have a family, he shouldn't hold himself back, because Yuzuko would want nothing more than for him to be happy.

And I think that was an incredibly well-written look into grief and trauma, and a reminder to everyone: If you lost somebody in your life, you doing need to hold yourself back to enjoying things, you don't have to feel guilty, because at the end of the day, you're not writing over history, you're not changing the past , but rather, you are looking forward to a new future while staying connected to the past, and that is okay.

Kazuki realizes that not only was he stopping himself from feeling joy at permanancy, but he was also actually happy, probably for the first time in a very long time.

He feels happy, he feels hopeful, he cares for his family and wants to take care of them, and look after them (because they would, quite literally, die without him😂).

Kazuki, deciding to look after Miri, put in all the extra effort and time, just to see her smile, goes to show the amount of care and love he has for Miri, and him taking control of being responsible for Miri's upbringing and future, so that she wouldn't 'end up like he did'.

In his journey of mindlessly wading through life, he was able to terms with the fact that he's allowed to be happy, he's allowed to feel fulfilled and allowed to have a family.

Sure, it's not the ideal one, probably not the one he envisioned; with a partner that couldn't hold his weight a lot of the time, and a child who's energy is so vivacious.

But what family is ideal? It's definitely not two hitmen, who can barely function on their own, and a child who has them wrapped around her finger.

Maybe it's not what he dreamed of, but hey, atleast he can spend the rest of his days teaching his little, imperfectly perfect family how to make a good French Toast.

[p-perkeys]

Non Spoiler (ish) Rant About Hellverine #3

"I think I've seen this film before, and I didn't like the ending."

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I'm so tired of this. Like it really, really makes me want to take a break from reading and writing and drawing and just everything because it is SO HARD to stay inspired when you have jack shit to work with.

For starters, why can Akihiro not break free from the cycle of "I'm Using You But I Prefer Your Father"? Totally understand how hard the Romulus backstory hits, but Marvel, we do NOT have to just recycle that storyline over and over and over again. It did its damage the first time around. Sabertooth recycled this in Uncanny X-Force. And then again in Sabertooth War. I know it's happened other times with other people, I'm just too lazy and irritated to think back on it at the moment.

I physically cringed reading the last page because whyyyyy did I see it coming a thousand miles away? At this point just kill Logan babes.

Kill Logan.

He's old and crinkly. Clearly we're running out of ideas for his story.

Kill him instead.

What's the purpose of killing Akihiro in Sabertooth War, teasing bringing him back in Hellverine, just to end #3 this way? Like, what is the *intellectual* purpose? From a storytelling perspective, who in editing said "Yes Percy, I absolutely think you should rewrite the SAME STORY that was JUST DONE and just barely change the details. ACTUALLY!! Reuse even older storylines! Will anyone notice?? Noooooo!! Of course not!"

Here's a thought: Could've saved Talon for this story line. Kill off an extra, useless Laura, Logan gets his dead kid and I'm such a sad, sad lonely wolf man angst, and the original sniktblings remain unscathed. Boom!

I say again - when Logan KILLED his own son, it's kinda hard to just keep killing him again and again and expect Logan to be just as devastated. At this point, is he not tired of his son being dead because of him?? Like even in his own universe, is he not thinking 'wow this sure happens a lot... lets go ahead and reverse this'??

And how is Akihiro's healing factor not doing a damn thing?? Theoretically, if his body was put back together even in his grave, he should have/could have healed. And if you wanna argue that, then him being revived - even with a demon - would have been enough to give him the energy and life to self-heal. No one can argue with me about this. His healing factor SHOULD WORK. There is literally no reason for it not to. None at all. And if you still wanna argue that even though you can't, then how come Marvel can magically resurrect characters with their magic writing powers just because but for some reason Akihiro is just really, really dead right now??? The math isn't mathing babe it just isn't.

WHERE THE FUCK ARE HIS SISTERS? At this point I'm legitimately pissed about this glaringly obvious lack of knowledge on a key character. Clearly no one knows what they're doing with this story. Laura and Gabby would be sadder than Logan because Logan historically doesn't give a shit. Why do we get to see sad Logan 500x but nothing from the people in Akihiro's life who CONSISTENTLY were there? Again - bad writing! Bad editing! Can tell they do not do their homework! This is very obviously a LOGAN story and Akihiro, yet again, is just the thick-it powder to mix in runny shit that otherwise lacks substance!

I'm well aware that I am going OFF but I really, really am so unsatisfied with this story. I am clinging to the smallest thread that maybe... MAYBE... someone somewhere will save the day and #4 will reveal a plot twist. Genuinely don't think they're educated enough to pull that off tho. Feel like they know nothing about Akihiro.

"Logan... dad...?" Uh, since when??? Since WHEN??? Show me where that change happened????? Hm????????

If they are really going where they implied they're going with this, I will lose my mind. It's already lost, but I'll lose it even more.

I also started like 3 one-shots to work this out and I just can't. Like the inspiration is dead right now. I'll have to wait until #4.

I really hope that I feel like an idiot when #4 comes out. I really hope it comes full circle and I go "ohhhhhhh THAT'S what they were doing!" but :) I am borrowing hope that I don't actually have :) so :) In conclusion,

Percy, you are a twat and I hope you have a nightmare tonight.