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"I Am A Hero"

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[that1kidstalkingyou]

My PJSK headcanons (VBS edition - Aki) - UPDATED2

Akito Shinonome: - Half Irish (Irish mother) and therefore is fluent in EN, IE as well as JP - Overly flirty (or is that canon?) However, easily gets flustered when it comes to Tōya - Coy as shit - Caet. Owns a soot-colored cat named Ori b/c it's an orientation cat and he's just that basic - Said cat loves everyone but its owners - Akato/Catkito purrrrr - His legs are strong but his arms and shoulders are actually pretty scrawny compared to Tōya, Tsukasa, and Rui (anyone seen Tōya's new broad shoulders💀? God fucking damn) - Faint abs because to him, abs are gross - Can't drive for shit. However, he is a pro biker. Owns a Suzuki V-Strom 800DE - Isn't the best of cooks but nobody beats his baking MMMMMM - Has that nice Irish lilt in his voice when speaking EN - For some reason calls Kanade "senpai" - Aside from music, he'll study either emergency medcare or biochem in university - He lets Kohane bully him b/c he's convinced it's good for her self-esteem (but mostly for matchmaking reasons b/c he is aware that Anners finds it hot when Ko snaps at him) - Gay. - Has a thing for outcasts like Shibae (Shiho), Emmers (Emu), and so on - I JUST REMEMBERED THIS --- HE SMELLS LIKE VANILLA - Akito's hands and body are colder than an average human, therefore he has almost superhuman(ish) resilience to heat but very low tolerance of cooler temperature (An: Akito why are you in warm jimjams it's midsummer Akito: You guys put the AC on twenty four degrees Celcius An: That's literally still too warm Akito: I will literally bite your head off Kohane: Why??? Touya: *sighs* WHo can stop him?)

- Hardcore Airi fan. They are collabing on a project.

[seat-safety-switch]

Today, I was at the gas station, filling up. I was about halfway juiced, when a Ford Transit work van pulled in behind me. The operator got out and went into the building without beginning to fill up. That's something which ordinarily bothers me quite a bit: pumps taken up, but not actually being used to dispense dinosaur squeezings.

Normally, all of this would be below the threshold of notice. Work van. Gas station. Paranoid grudge. This time, though, the van surprised me, by hissing and then dropping a small puddle of oil onto the ground directly under the engine. That's a new failure on me, I thought, and I was instantly interested. What kind of broken-ass shenanigans do new cars get up to, in the future and all?

I waited for the operator to come back, a few minutes after filling, even. He never came back, likely because he was either busy performing a marathon shit, or because the line for scratch-offs was especially long inside the station. Either way, I had places to go. I decided that I would write him a note, to be sure that he knew about his engine taking its own dump before he merged onto the highway.

Reaching into the cabin of my twin-supercharged Suzuki Esteem, I checked the centre console for a pad of paper and a pen. This, scientists agree, is the bare minimum requirement to write "a note." Unfortunately, instead of that paper and pen, I found a hole in the bottom of the car. That definitely explains the noise and the exhaust smell, I told myself. I waited a few more minutes, and then decided discretion was the better part of valour. If I waited any longer, then the hole in the gas tank would soon dispense most of my new bounty back to the gas station, and then I would feel like I had been scammed.

So, I'll never know what this future-van had for a failure that let it spray a little bit of oil onto the ground, but only once the engine had come to a stop. Maybe you know. If you do know, head on over to the gas station near my house and tell the dude. I'm sure he's still there, trapped in the bathroom. Bring some fibre.

[slamminslamminmcgill]

Chicanerous - Jimmy McGill/Male Reader (NSFW!)

jimmy brings you to meet his brother chuck. though due to chuck's homophobic behavior towards jimmy in the past, jimmy wants revenge. he has you wear a vibrator to chuck's house and sneakily controls it in front of him. tags/warnings: vibrators, sex toys, voyeurism, exhibitionism, referenced homophobia anatomical terms: none! (this was completely unintentional so if you're a cis man/amab enjoy ig lol) words: 3,115 ao3 link author's notes: i hate you chuck mcgill 😌

“Forty bucks.”

“No.”

“Fifty.”

“Jimmy, I’m not doing this.”

“…Forty-five.”

“Did you just go down?”

“Oh, good, you are listening!” Jimmy laughed, “But seriously. Fifty-five? C’mon! It’ll be the easiest money you’ve ever made… and the sexiest.” 

That was probably true, but it’d also be the most humiliating and mean-spirited way to earn a quick buck. You refused yet again. “Jimmy, no. I’m not going to harass your brother like this. I’ve never even met the guy!” 

“Trust me, you’re not missing much. Chuck’s a…” Jimmy paused and tried to think of a nicer word than ‘asshole’. “Let’s call him an acquired taste. If you have a taste for mothballs and bigotry, that is.”

“Bigotry?” You questioned. “Oh, god, don’t tell me-”

But he told you. “Raging homophobe! Jesus, when I was like 14, I told him I think I like boys and girls, and he practically dragged me by the ear to our local church for confession. He said he was doing me a favor by not telling our parents. Can you believe that?” Jimmy scoffed, but there was a profound sadness oozing out of his pores. He sniffled and cracked his neck; you hoped it wasn’t to choke back tears. 

You could see the pain in Jimmy’s demeanor and empathized with him. “Really? God, that’s so fucked, I’m so sorry. And he never apologized?”

“Are you kidding?! He thinks he’s the Messiah!” Jimmy dropped the box he was holding on the table and paced around your living room. “The ever-infallible Charles McGill Jr.! He thinks I’m the one who needs to repent for living a sinner’s lifestyle. He really goes above and beyond, y’know. Hates the sin and the sinner.” He plopped down on your couch and sighed.

You sat down next to him and put an arm around his back. Concerned, yet confused. “Why do you still talk to him, then?”

“His condition.” Jimmy explained, “He can’t take care of himself, so he needs me to brave the electricity-ridden world for him and get him what he needs. So, he kinda has to keep me around. That’s the only reason he’s even agreed to meet you.”

That tracked. A homophobe who pushed his younger brother to pray the gay away would probably not be too kind to said younger brother’s boyfriend. “So… what, he only cares about you because you keep him alive? That’s shitty. Fuck him.”

“Fuck him, indeed.” Jimmy concurred, “You know what? Nevermind. Don’t even worry about meeting him, honestly. I shouldn’t have even brought it up. No sense in bringing you over there if he’s not gonna like you, anyway.”

That gave you an idea. If Chuck wouldn’t like you on your best behavior, why bother with pleasantries? If he was going to think you were a degenerate pervert regardless of what you did, why not have a little fun and hit a homophobe where it hurts? Fuck turning the other cheek; take the upper hand.

“...I’ll do it.”

-

You squirmed in the passenger seat of Jimmy’s two-toned Suzuki Esteem. The vibrator wasn’t invasive, but it made its presence known. It was hard to sit still with it inside you. You needed friction.

“Well, someone’s got ants in their pants!” Jimmy chuckled and killed the ignition. “It’ll probably sound more like bees once I turn it on, though.” He fished a small remote out of his pocket and pressed the power button. A singular vibration pulsed through you, making you jump.

“How loud does this thing get?” You asked.

“It probably won’t be too obvious at first since it’s under your clothes, but he’s definitely gonna hear it once it really gets going. Now, let’s rap for a second.” Jimmy put the remote back in his pocket, unbuckled his seatbelt, and faced you. “No matter how loud it gets, you don’t hear it, I don’t hear it. We lie through our teeth and make Chuck feel like he’s going crazy. You get me?”

You got him, “Yeah, sure,” though there was an obvious hole in his plan, “But, like… if it’s vibrating, I’m gonna be, like… moaning and stuff like that. Wouldn’t he notice that?”

Jimmy waved you off, “Cover it up, if you can. Make whatever excuse you gotta. But if you can’t or he starts to question you, I’ll step in. You’ll be fine. You ready?”

“I guess.” You unbuckled your seatbelt and stepped out of the car. Jimmy locked it and squeezed behind you, making his way to the mailbox.

“Gotta put all your electronics in here. Anything with a battery can set him off. He’ll know if you forget something.” Jimmy loudly proclaimed as he opened the mailbox and stuffed his phone, watch, and keys inside. When he was done, he grabbed you by your hips and whispered in your ear. “He’s watching.”

Your eyes scanned the front of the empty-looking house, and sure enough, you saw two fingers pulling the blinds apart, and disgruntled eyes peering through them. You flinched, and hastily dug in your pocket for your phone. “Jesus…” you grumbled. “Fifty-five bucks for this, right?”

“How’s about forty-five and the best head you’ve ever gotten?” Jimmy kissed the back of your head as you closed the mailbox.

You spun around and flicked his forehead. “Nope. Fifty-five. And don’t act like you’re not gonna give me head regardless.”

“Oh, you know I will.” Jimmy smiled at you. Some tapping on the window broke up your intimate moment. Chuck was getting impatient. “Coming!” Jimmy called out and grabbed your hand, leading you up the walkway to Chuck’s front door. He stopped you in front of a metal pole. “Ground yourself.”

“What?”

“Just tap the thingy.” Jimmy demonstrated by tapping his finger on the pole, and you did the same. Having grounded yourselves, you were ready to enter. Jimmy knocked on the door, and Chuck answered with faux hospitality.

“Welcome! Jimmy, good to see you, as always. And, uh… what was your name again?” You could tell he was fighting to fake a smile for you.

You reminded him of your name and offered your hand to shake. “Pleasure to meet you. Jimmy’s told me so much about you.”

Chuck hesitated before grabbing your hand, as if being gay was contagious. Physical contact with a homosexual was sure to poison him with an unquenchable craving for cock and balls. Nevertheless, he persisted, taking your hand in his and offering a limp, wet noodle handshake. “Oh, all good things, I hope?”

“Of course!” You lied.

“Well, come on in.” Chuck stepped aside and allowed you to enter his delusional home. “I apologize for the darkness. Jimmy informed you of my condition, I presume?”

“He did, yeah. It must be tough to live with,” You answered with mock sympathy, in reality you couldn’t give less of a fuck about his living situation. It’s not like you’d ever be invited over again after today. Still, you tried to come up with a compliment. “You seem to be handling it really well, though. I’d imagine you have to get pretty creative. I don’t know what I’d do in your position.”

Jimmy swooped in to back you up. “I told you he’s a smart guy! Managed to build a life for himself in the 21st century without any tech whatsoever. I don’t know anyone else who could solve a problem like that.”

Chuck forced some laughter out, “Ah, well, I do what I can to get by. Please, have a seat.” He gestured to the couch, where you and Jimmy sat down. He situated himself across from you, and folded his hands in his lap. “So, how did you meet my brother?”

“Well, actually, I-”

Click

Bzzzzzzzzzzz

You should’ve seen that coming, but you didn’t. With no warning, Jimmy had ignited the vibrator, which was now rattling against your sensitive walls. You gasped, but faked a sneeze to cover it up. 

It was on the lowest setting, so thankfully Chuck didn’t notice the noise. “Bless you.”

“Thank you…” You replied. Already, your nerves were on fire. You knew Jimmy wouldn’t rush out the gate guns blazing, but this was much harder than you expected it to be. You couldn’t imagine you’d keep up the charade for very long. It took you a while to catch your train of thought. “We, uh… I work at the…” You swallowed a moan, ”...the nail salon, where he lives, and I… I saw him come in one day, and, like… I just kinda… shot my shot, I guess.”

Chuck raised an eyebrow. “You seem tense. Are you feeling alright?”

You nodded, hoping your body wasn’t shaking as much as the toy was. “Nerves, sorry.”

Jimmy slung an arm around you and hugged you from the side. “He’s just a little anxious, that’s all. He wants to make a good impression.”

Chuck nodded, content with that explanation. “Right, right. Well, I must say I’m not… thrilled, that my brother is with another man, but I hope that-”

Click

That son of a bitch. Jimmy turned it up. In the middle of Chuck’s sentence. You had no time to stall your reaction, groaning audibly and grabbing Jimmy’s leg for support. 

“You feeling alright, babe?” Jimmy asked, brushing some hair out of your face as you leaned into him, his other hand tucked into his pocket with the remote. “Jeez, you’re all red. You took your meds today, right?”

If anything, you appreciated Jimmy’s ability to lie on the spot. There was no medication for you to have taken. It was bullshit, all the way down. You let him lead, your dance partner in the tango of dishonesty. “I… I thought I did… Today’s Wednesday, right?”

Jimmy gave you a concerned, sheepish look. “Today’s Thursday, honey.” 

Click

“Oh fuck,” You moaned, and upon realizing where you were, slapped your hand over your mouth and apologized to Chuck. “O-Oh my god! I’m sorry! I-I don’t mean to be rude.”

“It’s… quite alright,” Chuck replied, his skepticism slowly inching upward. “Would you like some water?”

Jimmy answered for you. “Water would be great, thanks. He gets dehydrated easily.”

As Chuck stood up to get you some water, Jimmy pressed the button one more time, making the vibrator buzz harder and louder. Finally, it was enough for Chuck to hear.

Chuck winced, his face contorted in pain as he stared you both down. “Is that… Is that a cell phone?”

Jimmy hugged you closer to him and stroked your hair, pretending to comfort you through your “symptoms”. He gave Chuck an incredulous look. “What? What’re you talking about? Do you hear something?” 

“Y-Yes, actually. I hear something… vibrating… like a cell phone.” Chuck grimaced and grit his teeth to bear the pain. “Jimmy, I thought you told him.”

Jimmy went on the defense, “I did! Chuck, I swear, we put all our devices in the mailbox. There’s nothing here that could be vibrating. Are you sure that’s what it is?”

You backed him up, “Y-Yeah, I don’t…” and took a deep breath to maintain poise, “I don’t hear anything either.”

And Jimmy scored the goal. “And he has great ears, too. He’s got perfect pitch. He’s actually in school to be a classical pianist. So if he doesn’t hear it, I kinda gotta take his word for it.”

Another lie. You couldn’t play piano to save your life, but goddamn, Jimmy could play anyone to save his.

Chuck wasn’t backing down, though his composure was starting to slip. “I-I’m serious. I hear something vibrating. Are you telling me you two seriously don’t hear that?”

Jimmy sighed, pitying his brother and his circumstances. “Chuck, buddy, no one else hears what you’re talking about. Just… How about you just go in the kitchen for a bit, take a breather, and maybe it’ll be gone when you come back?”

Chuck didn’t answer Jimmy. He scurried into the kitchen and away from the offending sound.

Once he was sure Chuck was gone, Jimmy switched the vibrator off, finally giving you a moment to breathe. He kissed you on the cheek and whispered to you, “Isn’t this fun? You’re doing great.”

You giggled and kissed him back, “It’s… definitely exciting. You’re a genius.”

“I know, I know. That little piece of plastic is making you feel real good, huh?”

“Yeah…”

“Not as good as me though, right?”

“Not by a longshot.”

Chuck returned with three glasses of water, one in each hand and cradling the other under his arm. “My apologies for that,” he said as he set the glasses down on the table. He took his seat once more. “Well, Jimmy, I hate to say it, but you were right. I don’t hear that sound anymore, and I feel perfectly fine. I wonder what that could’ve been.”

Jimmy picked up his glass. “Are your coolers good? Maybe you ate some spoiled food and it’s giving you hallucinations. That’s what they say happened in the Salem Witch Trials.” He took a sip and set it down on the table.

You did the same, chugging half the glass in one go, playing into the easily dehydrated lie.

“No, no, the coolers are fine. I don’t think that would’ve done it.” Chuck drank some of his water and turned his attention to you, hoping to steer the conversation away from his ailment. “So! You’re a classical pianist?”

You gave him a timid smile, unsure of how you should be acting due to your medical condition that Jimmy decided you had. “Y-Yeah, I, uh… Been playing since I was three. I’m a senior at UNM.” Lies upon lies, you hoped they were as good as Jimmy’s. But if not, he’d have your back.

Chuck smiled, warmer than you expected from him. Were you actually impressing him? “Well, that’s wonderful! I’m a huge fan of classical music. My ex-wife was a violinist.”

Jimmy butted in, “And a damn good one, at that! I guess McGill’s are drawn to musicians, huh?”

“Thank you, Jimmy.” Chuck said with a heaping spoonful of sarcasm. “You know, I actually have a grand piano here. Not to put you on the spot or anything, but do you think you could play-”

Clickclickclickclickclick

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Jimmy McGill was trying to get you killed.

Or, save your ass, because if he hadn’t intervened, you would’ve been pressured into bullshitting your way through a Beethoven sonata.

Or, make you cum in front of his homophobic brother, just to fuck with him.

Or, and most likely, all of the above.

He’d cranked the vibrator up to max, making you cry out in pleasure, and Chuck in pain. Thankfully, his brother was somehow louder than you were.

Chuck covered his ears and shouted, “Agh! It’s back! The buzzing! It’s back!” He jumped up and ran to open a cabinet, where he apparently kept large sheets of tinfoil to wrap himself in. As he put on his Chipotle burrito cosplay, he put the heat on his brother. “Jimmy, whatever you’re doing, whatever… device you two brought with you, just turn it off! Turn it off and get out of my house!” 

“I’m not doing anything, Chuck!” Jimmy stood up and shouted over all the commotion, rushing to Chuck’s side. “I still don’t hear what you’re talking about! Where is it coming from?”

Chuck whipped his body around, the foil crinkling with his movements, and pointed a shaking finger at you. “Him! It’s coming from him! He’s got something on him, and I hear it! Don’t tell me it’s nothing!”

“He doesn’t have anything on him! I checked! He’s got no devices, doohickeys, gadgets, gizmos, nothing that could make that kind of-!” Suddenly, Jimmy froze, his expression melting to one of pure fear. You figured he’d get the letter for his Oscar nomination soon enough. “Oh no…” 

“What?! What is it?!” Chuck panicked.

Jimmy hurried back to where you were sitting on the couch, and laid his hand on the left side of your chest. “It’s his pacemaker… It’s going crazy.” 

It took everything within you to not burst out laughing. Or moaning. You bit your lip and let Jimmy do the talking as you rocked your hips back and forth on the couch cushion. 

“His what?!” Chuck yelled the obvious question. “He’s so young, how the hell does he have a pacemaker?!”

“That’s none of your business, Chuck!” Jimmy grabbed your shoulders and pressed his forehead to yours. “I’m so sorry, honey. I didn’t think it’d be a problem. I’m gonna take you home, and you’re gonna take your meds, okay? You’re gonna be okay. Come on, upsy-daisy.” 

Jimmy hoisted you up off the couch. The vibrator had done a number on your balance, and the new angle had it pressed up into just the right spot. You collapsed into him and moaned his name, not even trying to hide it anymore. “Oh, Jimmyyy…”

Playing it off like a champ, Jimmy shushed you and walked you towards the door. “I know, I know, sweetheart. It’s okay. You’re gonna be fine. I promise.” He opened the front door, and turned to his brother one last time. “I gotta get him home. We’ll talk later, Chuck. See ya.”

Even after the door was closed, he kept up the act as he walked you to the car, just in case Chuck was watching through the window. “There we go, almost there. We’ll get you home, baby boy, don’t you worry.” He opened the door for you and even buckled you in. When he walked around to his side, he saw Chuck peering through the windows again. He got in the driver’s seat, turned the car on, and sped down the block, past Chuck’s limited field of view. 

Once Chuck was out of sight and out of mind, Jimmy turned the car and the vibrator off. He grabbed you and started kissing all over your face like a madman.

“That was amazing! Baby, you were perfect! You are a star! Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!” Jimmy praised as he hugged you tight and kissed anywhere he could plant his lips on you.

You laughed hysterically, tickled pink from the thrill and your boyfriend’s cheesy affections. “Yeah, yeah, you’re welcome. That was crazy! What am I again? A college student with a pacemaker that’s training to be a classical pianist? How the fuck did you come up with that?!”

Jimmy laughed too, wiping tears of joy from his eyes. “Ah, a magician never reveals his tricks. I’ll get you the cash when we get back.” And like the magician he was, you didn’t see the sleight-of-hand of him reaching into his pocket. “But first…”

Clickclickclickclickclick

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

“How’s about we finish what we started?”

[kingoftieland]

When it was released back in 2016, the first 500 copies of the Better Call Saul: Original Television Soundtrack, Season 1 LP were made in a variant “Jimmy’s Lemon” yellow colorway, inspired by the lead character’s 1998 Suzuki Esteem beater. This Limited Edition package – pressed on 180 gram audiophile vinyl – includes a full color gatefold sleeve plus an 8-page booklet featuring track-by-track liner notes and several key images from the series.  

Available exclusively from Barnes & Noble, I was lucky enough to snag one of these early before they sold out! 🎧

[lexiloos-currentobsession]

BCS season 5 roundup!

Magic Man

-Saul Goodman is ~official~

-Ziiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeegler

-I ADORE the magic man montage

-The scene where Kim refuses Jimmy’s plan for convincing her client to take a plea deal and then does it herself anyway reminded me of when Jimmy told her to beat Howard to Mesa Verde and she initially declined but ended up sprinting through HHM

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-Nacho’s face when he sees his father in the restaurant 💔

-I don’t know why I’m so obsessed with context but I geeked out over Lalo giving Domingo the nick name Ocho Loco since we know him as Krazy 8 but no one has called him that in BSC yet

-This early still-Jimmy-at-heart phase of Saul Goodman is so fun to watch. Confidently strolling through the court house in ridiculous outfits dropping so many great phrases:

-Into every life a little rain must fall

-Life’s a rich pageant who are we to judge

The Guy for This

-HANK and GOMEY!!! What a perfect reveal

-I’d honestly forgotten that in Breaking Bad Hank said Krazy 8 was an informant but now it seems so obvious that we’d see how that came to be

-I’ll say it again, I love watching Kim Wexler yell

-A Suzuki Esteem, it’s an import

-Acker accuses Kim of saying anything to get what she wants and it seems to really affect her. I don’t think it gets to her because she believes it to be true of herself, but because she KNOWS that’s true of JIMMY

Namaste

-Me during the opening scene:

-Jimmy does the ole bang on the interview room door to make it seem like you’re walking away from the negotiating table trick that Hank JUST did to him to the criminals he’s meeting with

-My friends still call me Jimmy, you can too

Dedicado A Max

-Jimmy squeezing into the construction meeting 💀

-An all-time great Mcwexler scene: Kim role playing as Kevin

-The Acker scam is probably my favorite so far

-He’s claiming our prime contractor is an escaped felon lolol

-There’s a moment when Kim is confirming to Jimmy she wants to go after Kevin personally where she says “ok” and Jimmy replies “ok” while extending a beer her direction. She smirks. THIS is true Mcwexler happiness.

-Jimmy and Kim really make schemin and drinkin beers look so damn enjoyable

-Kim makes a hilarious face when Jimmy is on the phone with Mike and says “this is not like that other thing”

Wexler v Goodman

-I just feel like if just we get out there and we hustle we can do it!

-Jimmy is having FUN giving acting instructions. The whole shooting the commercial montage makes Jimmy so lovable

-The shot of Nacho and his car in that warehouse with missing windows is so sick

-Jonathan Banks plays Mike playing a sweet innocent old man so well

-No Cliff my hookers were taller than these

-Ofc Kim proposed to Jimmy

JMM

-Jimmy asks who the hell is Jorge de Guzman right when the opening credit for Tony Dalton pops up on screen

-They absolutely nailed the whole consummating the marriage scene because Jimmy is honest with Kim which showed way more intimacy than the actual act

-LIGHTNING BOLTS SHOOT FROM MY FINGERTIPS!!! I love that this specific language was included in the rant because now we know what Jimmy is thinking when he does the lil finger waggle to make something happen

Bagman

-One of the coolest things about this show is how it influences the way you view Breaking Bad on a rewatch, and this episode is a prime example. Seeing what Mike and Jimmy go through in Bagman completely recontextualizes their relationship for me. The closest feeling I can relate it to is when after you’ve known two people for a while you find out that they also know each other.

-Did Mike and Jimmy think they would be able to steal the car of the guy they baited and sniped???

Bad Choice Road

-Jimmy in the tub scene 👀

-Kim is the queen of impulsive decisiveness

-Ok Lalo IS Spider-Man. First the roof thing at Travel Wire and now him jumping off a ravine onto the esteem

-Jimmy pestering Kim with that ”pro bono means no money” argument is rich considering she held him down when his license was suspended

-When Lalo presses Jimmy for more about what happened in the desert Jimmy throws in the detail about drinking his pee, which was the same thing he did when Kim tried to get him to open up about what happened

Something Unforgiveable

-Kim snorting in laughter at Howard’s accusations of Jimmy made that scene

-There are a myriad of reasons why Kim turns on Howard and one I don’t see mentioned enough is TIMING!! Consider this, Jimmy tries to break up with Kim on the same day Howard approached her about Jimmy being unhinged. She brings this up to Jimmy that night almost as a way to distract from the heavy shit they’ve been experiencing. They spend the evening lightheartedly brainstorming schemes against Howard, then it becomes serious for Kim when she thinks going through with a plan will keep Jimmy in the relationship

-Jimmy leaves the mint chip off his room service sundae. I don’t exactly know why but it feels significant

-I’m trying to imagine how Jimmy felt when Kim did the finger guns at him. I imagine whatever he felt in that moment is what he was trying to convey to Kim when he did them to her in Saul Gone

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[lanzzo]

hey i'm really sorry because you were a really cool mutual but for the record i have to unfollow you because of the blue creature (whatever he's from) (or they sorry i don't want to assume the beast's pronouns) (i love all gendres) looks almost like my ex-girlfriend's fursona and i tried to ignore that for a while because i'm not the kind of pussy who would unfollow someone because their creature looks like my ex's fursona but get this: she drew her fursona hitting me (human) (i'm not a furry) (nothing against them) with a car (suzuki esteem) and sent it to me from a burner account on toyhouse. so needless to say i can't keep doing this. i'm gonna miss your post and art though you were a real one i loved when you would say shit like "it's (the f slur) wednesday post knuckles" (screaming lady with salad)

[shadowserenity28]

I'm moving my stuff from Amino to here since I don't use Amino anymore. I'm gonna start with my OCs and then move on to my stories. Anyways here's my very first OC:

Naomi Suzuki

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕠𝕗 ℝ𝕒𝕞𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕖, 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕤𝕖. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖...

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“Geez, so much trouble just to get near my ward...”

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~General information~

Full name

Naomi Suzuki

Pronunciation

Na-o-mi

Su-zu-ki

Meanings

First name:

Naomi

Japanese for "the honest one" or "true beauty"

Last name:

Suzuki

Japanese for "bell tree"

Nicknames:

Moonlighter (Floyd)

Madame Angel (Rook)

Blank Face (Other Angels)

Sex:

Female

Gender:

Female

Age:

???

Date of birth

June 30

Zodiac sign

Cancer

Sexuality

Straight

Nationality

Celestial

Homeland

The Celestial Realm

Place of residence

Ramshackle Dorm

Job/Occupation

Guardian Angel/Student

♡Relationships♡

Family

Simeon (brother)

Friends

Ace

Deuce

Epel

Jack

Rook

Vil

Malleus

Lilia

Ward

Vil

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“I suggest we try something else. Maybe something that doesn't involve fire?”

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◇Appearance◇

Skin tone

Black

Eyes

Sapphire Blue

Hair

Wavy, hip-long brown hair: long bangs cover part of her face

Height

1,72 m

Weight

68 kg

Body type

Naomi has a slim body with few extraordinary features and usual proportions.

Birthmarks/Scars

If you look closely, you can see two lighter scars on her back where her wings usually are when she is in her angel form.

Clothes and accessories

Naomi is often seen wearing a white dress with blue accents and golden accessoirs like bracelets and necklaces. She has a golden feather tucked behind her ear.

Special features

In her angel form, she has three golden feathers on each wing, representing the six feathers she was born from. Only touching those feathers causes her terrible pain and plucking them would result in death.

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“I was going to go and draw the stars. Do you want to join me?”

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.°. Personality .°.

Description

Calm and gentle, Naomi is known to never get upset. She will show her distaste of something, but nobody ever witnessed her crying or yelling. She is very ambitious and does everything in her power to protect her ward. For that, she would even risk her life.

However, living in the human world for that long time has affected her way of viewing things. So much that she questions if she even wants to stay an angel...

Likes and loves

Art

Honesty

Wards that don't cause her trouble

The night sky

Dislikes and hates

Thunder

Sebek

Conflicts

Lies

Wards that mistake her for a servant

Good traits

Ambitious

Kind

Creative

Calm

Bad traits

People pleaser

Low self esteem

Overthinker

Secretive

Habits

Stress drawing

Biting her thumb

Hiding under the nearest table at the sound of thunder

Hopes and ambitions

For a long time, Naomi's only ambition was to not anger their Father in any way, and doing so by protecting her wards at all costs. But recently, the thought of falling from grace doesn't seem all that bad anymore.

Motivations

Naomi feels like she has to be grateful for being alive, that she wasn't supposed to exist. That's why she doesn't mind dying for her ward, because then she didn't die in vain.

Fears

Naomi is terribly scared of thunderstorms or anything that resembles a thunder (*cough* Sebek *cough*). Whenever she hears a thunder, her first instinct is to dive under the nearest table or hide in a closet or basement. When she's like that, it is nearly impossible to calm her down until the thunder stops.

Insecurities

Since she was born by accident and not through their Father's will, Naomi believes that she is worth less than other angels. She believes that if she displeases him, he might kill her.

Biggest dream

Being able to be herself and free from the restrictions of the Celestial Realm.

Unique Magic

Angel's Kiss

Less of a UM and more of an ability guardian angels are bestowed with. When their ward is on the verge of dying, the Angel's Kiss can prolong their lifetime for four more hours by sharing the angel's own life source with the ward, which can be used to save the ward's life. However, the angel will be weakened to unconciousness and must therefore rely on others to save the ward.

Pet Peeves

Dried paint on brushes

Making things more complicated than they need to be

Favorites

Favorite color

Blue

Least favorite color

Yellow

Favorite food

Blueberries

Least favorite food

Blood sausage

Favorite drink

Lemon tea

Least favorite drink

Energy drinks

Favorite creature

Hamsters

Least favorite creature

Mosquitoes

Trivia

- Angels don't have surnames. Naomi just adapted the name of a ward when they became a thing.

- Naomi is a crossover OC from Obey Me. In this canon, Twisted Wonderland is the human world of Obey Me.

- Naomi and Lilia met during a war. After initial hostility they became best friends, but lost touch over time until they met again in NRC.

-> She never met Malleus though until the events of Twst

- Angels attract blot. So with every overblot, she absorbs some of the excess blot and can't get it off herself. Eventually, it might actually kill her if she doesn't get it treated in some way.

- Since Naomi is unable to cry or get angry, she expresses her emotions through art. However, she never shows those drawings to anyone because they can become quite gruesome.

- Her habit to jump under tables at the sound of thunder is a method of self-protection.

- In the Celestial Realm, it only ever thunders when their Father is upset, so Naomi associates thunder with his wrath, but it also reminds her of war.

- Naomi shares the spot of the MC with Serena Shadowens, a self-insert OC. They usually work together, but one may shine in one chapter more than the other.

-> For example, Naomi is not the one having the nightly encounters with Malleus, Serena is.

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“My job is to protect you from danger. Not your own stupidity.”

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~•~ School Life ~•~

School

Night Raven College

Dormitory

Ramshackle

Year

First

Class

1-A

Student Number

No.9

Best school subject

Arts

Worst school subject

Flying

Club

Pop Music Club

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“I love being an angel. But sometimes... I'm kinda curious what it would be like to fall from grace.”

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Backstory

Naomi comes from the Celestial Realm, the realm of the angels. All angels are created by their "Father", who the humans may refer to as God. However, Naomi wasn't created by him. She was born from six feathers her brother Simeon lost in a fight and fell into a holy pond.

For a long time, Naomi was unable to show emotions. Whether she was happy or sad or angry, nobody could tell, which gave her the nickname "Blankface". Eventually, she started copying her brother Simeon and his expressions. But still, they never seemed genuine.

She had a best friend in the Celestial Realm, Lillith, who had seven older brothers. Lillith fell in love with a human and when he was about to die, she gave him a forbidden Celestial fruit, which prolonged his life. However, prolonging a human's life was strictly prohibited and punished with death. Lillith's brothers wouldn't stand for that and rebelled against their father. This caused the Great Celestial War.

Naomi didn't fight in the war, however, she got hurt and fell from the sky into Devildom. Her wings were broken terribly, so bad that they would have usually been removed. But since she needed her wings to survive, Lord Diavolo, the prince of the Devildom, arranged everything so her wings could be saved. She was able to recover, but her wings couldn't heal properly, so she was unable to fly.

Ever since then, Naomi has been living in Twisted Wonderland. She traveled all over the world to protect her wards in person rather than watching over them from above. Still, she had no easy job because she always got pulled into conflicts. When her new ward Vil got enrolled into NRC, she thought she could relax a little, but then she was pulled into one overblot after another...

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“No, I don't need to help you. But I want to. Isn't that enough?”

[flavored-water]

extracted from episode 30 production notes.

Wait a sec!!!!! There's been a mistake!!!!!!!

We didn't think things would escalate to such a terrifying result!!!!!!!!

At first, we approached this episode with a very causual attitude. Who'd thought things would end up like this...

You could call it a tennis incident. The Zenkaiger Tennis Incident.

It started when we were stuck on deciding what kind of World should come next.

"What should we do about the next World?"

"The episode is going to air in September, that's autumn."

"If we're talking about autumn, there's the saying 'autumn of sports'. By the way, our dark prince a.k.a. Sekoguchi-kun¹ apparently used to be in the tennis club, and has stated that he'd like to play tennis."

"That's it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Yup. Completely serious progression.

Tennis is the sport of gents and ladies, perfectly suited for the ever elegant Zenkaiger.

As long as we have enough rackets and won't need to use frying pans to mimic playing tennis, then this should be a very serious sports episode!!

We definitely didn't barge down this path only because we have a Ten*myu² actor as a regular and want to make a tennis episode!

Tennis without pointless plays. Nn... ahh... ecstac-³

Let's hold it in for now.

We'll explain the references in depth in the second half...

[...]

From the start, we decided to make a tennis episode because Sekoguchi Ryou said he could play tennis.

Let's see what our dark prince is capable of!! And thus it was decided that the final sweet action would be Stacey's to claim.

However, there was no way that our cast members who have been thoroughly infected by Zenkai would just sit there and watch!

This was our biggest overlook.

Our script was already chaotic to start with! Then there are also Komagine⁴ and Mashiko⁵, determined to leave their giant clawmarks all over this show. Thanks to them, things started to spiral out of control.

[...]

But above that, Kiita-kun also started using his tennis outfit.

It was very memorable, how with each passing scene, he lifted his shorts higher and higher to better show off his legs. You really didn't have to go this close to the edge......

Leaving the man trying to make his shorts even shorter aside, on the other hand, we have aniki on his own looking troubled about something.

This was on the day we held a tennis tournament by that familiar rock quarry.

There stood Mashiko, deep in thought, a rather solemn expression on his face.

We were worried that he might've run into some kind of big trouble, so we reached out to him about it, and then...

"Your face looks so intense! Did something happen? Is everything alright?"

"Oh! I'm alright! I was just thinking about what kind of reference I should sneak in in a moment."

Hey, what kind of worry is that?

It's not like you have to make some kind of reference!!

[...]

Regardless, ponytail Stacey... it should be illegal.

There's no choice but to nod along to Cutanner-Suzuki's⁶ improv line "His hair looks good like that".

Sekoguchi-kun, who said that he wanted to play tennis, carried on with filming with near zero mistakes! Exceptional!

Let's go! Esteemed prince of darkness AND tennis!!!!!

(SuperKaiser-san messing around.)

¹ Sekoguchi Ryou, Stacey's actor.

² Tenimyu, short for Prince of Tennis Musical. Mashiko Atsuki played the character Shiraishi Kuranosuke in the 3rd Season.

³ A lyric from the song Ecstacy, sung by Mashiko's character Shiraishi.

⁴ Komagine Kiita, Kaito's actor.

⁵ Mashiko Atsuki, Zox's actor.

⁶ Suzuki Ryouta, Cutanner's voice actor.

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mobile isn't allowing me to arrange this photoset in a more pleasing way but whatever, here we go

so, since it's pride month, I was trying to decide on a character to use with a flag in the background, and a very silly stupid idea came to me that /I/ think is funny so I'm making you look at it:

jimmy mcgill's suzuki esteem: pride version. truly my favorite character in better call saul.

i took it upon myself to commit to the bit by making a set of fairly popular flags, but I can only upload 10 at a time, so if you have one outside of these that you'd prefer i've included the shitty transparent i made in an app on my cell phone. i also tried to leave enough room for a twibbon to fit on there nicely if you want like i've done with my icon.