#the business end of a gun

[spicyboelives]

Caught up on comms (for now) you know what that means (JAKE JAKE JAKE!)- this was really quick so apologies for the messy sketchy work :U

[avianii]

drawing two guys being gay at the beach pt.2 - someone once told me the other side of the sky at sunset can be just as pretty as the actual sunset itself

part 1

[egophiliac]

they have now revealed another character for ride kamens, hayate, and it looks like he's a kr jin homage? glad they confirmed that it's not only titular riders getting representation, but still, a pretty off the cuff surprise for me

yeah, Jin is a welcome pull, but a pretty weird one! I saw the post when it dropped (don't ask why I was looking at twitter at 3 AM) and the replies were. very confused. :') nice to see some Jin rep though! and if this opens the door to characters based on more deepcut riders, all the better!

of course, if they really want to stay true to the spirit of Jin, we know what he'll be like

[columboscreens]

[melljam]

these creepy ass old men and the weird stuff they do while on a powertrip (during the jake kim arc)

oh and that nasty boss guy from the illegal gambling arc was one of gap’s subordinates, so he must have reeally been going on a power trip over jake begging. absolutely repulsive.

[phantom-of-the-ruckus]

i am doing my best to get the fic done before scarecrow week, but prop will be posting a day or two later XD

Still, to keep my sanity and not get overly stressed. Here's an ending I wrote where Jon talks with his crow "Craw the Crow"

[spaceyflowerswriting]

HII idk if u write for gun ( lookism ) but would it be alright if I request a gun x reader fluff? That’s all! Ty:))

beauty in you (gun park x reader)

details: fluffy drabble, gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and gun are coworkers dating

summary: a silly conversation with kouji makes gun realize you've become a very dear part of his life.

a/n: i do <3!! he's one of my faves to write; thanks for requesting!!

inspired by the last prompt on this post 💖

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"...Really?"

"What?"

Kouji pointed to the headband Gun was currently wearing, the fluffy cat ears on them being a large contrast to his serious demeanor. "If I asked you to wear that, you would've asked me what color I'd want my coffin to be."

"Hm. Really?" Gun smirked out of amusement when the purple haired highschooler gave his arm a light slap.

"Seriously, I've never seen you make so many exceptions for someone before." Kouji huffed and pointed with a thumb at you, which you didn't notice because you were too busy singing with Crystal. "They've really got you wrapped around their finger."

"Please," scoffed Gun, "Is it so strange I enjoy the company of someone? And it's not as if I don't do these things with Goo, either. Just the other day we were at a karaoke like this one."

"Yeah, but you kinda grumble when you agree! With them you just agree right away."

"Your point?"

Kouji let out a deep sigh. "You know what it is? I think they made you soft, at least towards them."

Soft...? Soft?

Never in a million years would Gun ever describe himself with such a word, nor would he imagine someone else would use it in reference to him. Yet at this moment, he could sort of understand why Kouji would say what he did.

He shook his head anyway, turning his attention back to you, adoring your bright smile that even his sunglasses couldn't protect his eyes from as he said, "They made me appreicate something I've yet to experience, that's all. I see no problem with it."

When Kouji made a gagging sound, Gun turned his head back to see him grimacing. "Am I hallucinating? Gun wearing cat ears and saying the most disgustingly cheesy ass thing I've ever heard?"

Gun just chuckled. "Is now a good time to ask what color you would like your coffin?"

"Man..."

[below is extra characterization stuff i started with but then realized i was just rambling instead of writing a story but i liked it enough to keep it]

When others say that beauty was found in people, Gun could agree, but perhaps not in a way one would usually think. For him, it wasn't the kindness or smiles humanity shared that he found beautiful, but physical talent instead--people so skilled, they were on the tip of almost being non-human.

The most flexible gymnast, the fastest swimmer... and most of all, the strongest human; particularly when it came to fighting. Yes, to Gun, there was just something beautiful about the way one could perfectly move themselves to inflict maximum damage, through technique and knowing the right weak spots. Not to mention, knowing there was hard work put behind to maintain such strength and knowledge made it even more beautiful to him.

Of course, there was also talent in itself that fascinated Gun. Anyone could achieve enough through hard work, but not everyone was born with natural talent.

So... why did he find beauty the "normal" way in you? As far as he knew, you couldn't fight, and all you've done was just be yourself. Your personality achieved some sort of dynamic with him where for once he enjoyed the company of someone in a peaceful way. In fact, he wouldn't mind spending the rest of his life with someone like you. It was a strange feeling, but he was sure of it. Emotions weren't too complicated for someone as straightforward as him, after all.

Nonetheless, perhaps he could argue that your talent was making him smile, and for that, he could appreciate the beauty in you; your talent.

[autumnfangirler]

So proud to finally introduce cyrus becker, supposed-to-be throwaway sidestep that unfortunately did Not stay throwaway and has instead invaded my brain permanently

Look at him. Cutthroat. Vicious. Efficient. My most ruthless sidestep and unafraid to kill, and with absolutely NO attachments to any of the rangers

anyway heres him kissing three different rangers on entirely seperate occasions, chronologically ordered

[introspectivememories]

literally can't stop thinking about mafia!bernard and police informant!tim

it got too long for the tags

bear's in the mafia for whatever reason

and tim is part of a police team called idfk the bats

anyway bear's mafia is getting too big and they need sm1 on the inside. enter tim.

tim is a police legacy. his dad was a policeman and so was his father's father and on it goes

and he might've made it onto captain wayne's team but he's desperate to prove to the force that he's not a fuckin nepo baby

so he takes the job. enter bernard who only meets tim after he's been on the mission for a year now.

bear quickly takes a liking to this new recruit who's efficient and smart and has the tiniest waist he's ever seen.

and tim goes along with this liking cause hey information from the top will be more valuable right?

and they fall into this fuckbuddies relationship that quickly becomes way more. because like fuck bear looks at tim like he's worth smth

like he's more than what his parents have set out for him. like he's somebody. like he loves tim for tim. and not for what tim can do for him.

and fuck he loves bear and his smiles. the way his eyes crinkle and his gums show. he loves the way bear looks with a gun in his hands and he knows that's fucked up but the first time he saw bear with a gun in his hands and blood splattered across his face he had to actively stop himself from jumping bear in front of the mafia. and no matter how rough bear is when he's on the field he always caresses tim's cheeks with a softness tim didn't know was possible

and fuck his dick is massive and it's really not helping tim's feelings. and he knows he's compromised and fuck cpt. wayne probs knows too

but shit bear holds him like he's precious. bear looks at him like he loves him. bear twines their bodies together like he'll die if they part

bear whispers sweet nothings into his ears as they fall asleep and it'll break him when he has to give bear up but he's always been selfish

he'll keep this for as long as he can. (please lord let him have this.)

and on bear's end he really only becomes interested in this new recruit when he watches the boy deliver 10 backhanded compliments in a row

and nobody pick up on it. it takes 3 months before bear figures out that tim's a spy and still he keeps seeing him

bc it doesn't matter that tim'll be his downfall. it doesnt matter that tim doesnt really love him or care about him. that it's only a mission for tim bc tim is the best thing bear's life.

he is the sun to bear's moon. the first word on his lips when he wakes up and the last when he goes to sleep.

and he loves every version of tim -- when he's caustic and biting, when he's blissed out in bed covered in the marks bernard left, when he's laughing, when he's crying

every version on tim is a version he likes. and one of these days, his pretty bird is going to have to leave their nest but at least bear can hold tim until then

at least bear can press promises into his thighs. at least he can whisper his devotion into the crook of tim's neck. at least he can leave marks on tim -- lovebites on his neck, handprints on his thighs and hips -- a tapestry that says "i was here. and i loved him. i love him and i am here."

but until that day comes, bear will work on quitting smoking and turning his favorite safehouse into a home for them.

(please lord, just let him have this. just let him have tim.)

[combeferres-mothematics]

Anyone else ever get randomly smacked in the face with memories and immediately want to go write a kid fic?

Or is it just me?

[airenyah]

so my mom and i got to ep8 today and well, what can i say..... gemfourth have gained a new fan fnfnfnjcjd

[hella1975]

the boys' first commentary on keating's lessons being cameron and neil saying 'that was weird' / 'but different' is getting to me like the entire film is a narrative on the suffocation of heavy academia and how it prioritises certain subjects (medicine, law, business, engineering) while condemning creativity and passion and how institutions are promoting conformity and grades-over-wellbeing teaching methods more and more as you both move up the elitism scale and as time goes on, and how that was okay for these kids and like so many generations before them they were going to let it happen to them, but one teacher was different. one single teacher told them to seize the day and make their lives extraordinary and he made them look directly at the state of things, and for a little while it was beautiful but they're just kids; how could they ever change things? and sure enough it catches up to them and the institution wins because it always does and suddenly the suffocating thought of what neil is so sure his life is going to be is so daunting and terrifying that he cant even face it

[pigeonslippers]

Alien

[dasmondkuss]

You guys have no idea how strong Alois and Dominicus' relationship is. I didn't have an idea either until about 2 hours ago while eating.

Listen, Alois is very independent and self-sufficient. For the most part, he already has a solution in mind for any problem that might appear, and these aren't news. Ever since he was young, how his parent raised him made Alois genuinely confident in his skills. He'd approach every obstacle with pragmatic resilience, so he has rarely needed somebody else to look after him or take care of him. Alois isn't afraid to say 'I need help' either because he had an emotionally intelligent environment growing up.

Nevertheless, none of this prepared Alois for the events that would take place in Morocco. He came from a very sheltered background where emotional intelligence was affordable because the stress wasn't big on his family by having the means to support themselves and even indulge themselves economically, so he never had to witness people lashing out, fights over petty things, or people trying by all means to have the higher ground. When these things began to happen in his life, he was lucky enough to study abroad and avoid all that divorce drama. Of course, even if he had seen those things happening, nothing could have prepared him for the level of violence he was about to experience.

Among the group of students, Alois was the most affected by everything. Despite all the books he had read, all the languages he had learned, and all the stories he had written, Alois couldn't find words to give meaning to his feelings. Alois could not let it out, consuming him faster than anybody else.

That's when Dominicus jumped in.

Dominicus wasn't having a good time either, nothing of the sort. But being the eldest grandson of a big and loud Italian family, Dominicus was raised to endure. In his family, Dominicus had to partake in the care of his siblings and cousins and even split apart some uncles who drank too much wine at Nonna's birthday party. Some of his younger cousins would even call him dad. Dominicus had to ensure everyone was safe, sound, and happy. He was raised to endure and nurture. And he enjoyed that role.

When Dominicus saw Alois in such a level of despair, he immediately took him under his wings. Naturally, this was Dominicus' way of coping with his own horrors and terrors. Instead of focusing on the problems beating him down, he could focus on making someone else's life easier. During the war, under the psychological violence, helping Alois grounded Dominicus to turn back the engine that drove him through his life.

By supporting Alois, Dominicus couldn't feel that Morocco's war could erase his existence. He was still himself despite everything, which built such strength in his personality that he knew deep down that he would survive this and that Alois would, too, because he would guide him through and protect him.

Until they were both hand-tied, kneeling on the floor, watching Julia with a gun aimed at her head.

Dominicus has never felt so powerless in his life. However, he never let his eyes wander away from Alois. He couldn't say anything, but in his mind, he was begging Alois to close his eyes and avoid an image that would chase him for the rest of his life. Telepathy isn't a thing, and Dominicus shattered fully when they shot her. Alois' entire figure was covered with his lover's blood, and his eyes were still wide open, with uncontrollable tears streaming down his face.

Despite Dominicus' own fear of him or Alois being the next one, despite hurting from his friend's murder, and despite the pain of having failed Alois, Dominicus couldn't break. He remained by Alois' side.

Everybody else left, but Dominicus stayed while Alois held Julia and sobbed as if that could bring her back to life. He remained stoic by Alois´´ side, keeping a watch on him for about two or three hours. Alois didn't ease his grip at any moment, but Julia's body was cold and deserved a burying the military wouldn't provide. It became Dominicus' task to separate Alois from Julia's body.

Dominicus bore every insult, every scream, every punch, and every scrape that Alois did while trying to take Julia away from him. If that's what Alois needed, then he would give it to him. But Alois couldn't stay by a corpse for the rest of his life, and he had to tell him the least empathetic sentences for the sake of giving Julia a somewhat proper burial and making it through the next day.

No one could've prepared Dominicus to deal with something like this, but he did. He stayed up all night, dug the grave, bathed Alois, and let him sleep on his bed when the exhaustion made him pass out.

Alois woke up the next day, emotionally dissociated from the whole situation, and in a flat tone, he told Dominicus that he had no idea how he'd make it through but that he would as long as he stayed by his side. Dominicus had no other plan in mind; he wouldn't have done it differently.

When their practices in Morocco were over, Dominicus had to return to Italy, and Alois had to return to Germany. It was hard for both of them, especially for Alois, who was returning to divorced parents and financial struggles. However, Alois started his magazine with the main purpose of giving Dominicus a work visa. It was Alois' daily motivation. He knew that he could live without Dominicus, but not for long, that he would do even more terrible things than he had already done if Dominicus didn't return to his side.

Alois needed him and wanted him back. He worked relentlessly to comply with all the requirements for Dominicus' sponsorship. When he finally got that mail with the notice that Dominicus' visa was approved, Alois felt he had finally won against the British government and Morocco's war. It was that day that Alois stopped having daily nightmares about Julia's murder and that he felt that he could live like a normal person again.

Dominicus and Alois have bonded over various interests, not only trauma. They're inseparable, and the caregiver/dependant dynamic has evolved to be more of equals.

However! Depending on the context, Alois will tease Dominicus, calling him either Papà or Mamma.

And Dominicus will pretend he doesn't like it.

[giantkillerjack]

Me, an American, researching the fall of the Roman Republic and noticing some... parallels:

Image description: a gif from what looks like a 90s anime film, showing a woman leaning in to look at a computer and seeing that it is glitching and repeating itself. She looks at it wide-eyed in concern and fascination.

[beevean]

You've probably already noticed this but in ShTh, during the cutscene where Shadow looks at the Ark while in Sonic and Tails' spaceship and wonders if he had died, near the end you can see in the background the cyan Emerald in that glass casing that Shadow shatters in that other infamous cutscene

However that's an inconsistency because that very same Emerald you find at the end of the level that this same cutscene is introducing

Oops

... well, you can't even see if there's an Emerald in there, let alone that it's cyan? :P

But maybe it's best if we don't think where the Emeralds are in the entirety of the game, since apparently they change location depending on Shadow's actions...

eh whatever in this game they teleport as they please this is my new headcanon