#there's no way I stood a chance against him I MEAN WTF WHY/HOW/FOR WHAT REASON DOES HE LOOK LIKE THIS

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 305: Worst Intervention Ever

Previously on BnHA: Shinomori, whose name took me an entire week to memorize, was all, “nice to meet you Deku, I’m ten feet tall, do you want to know how I died?” and without waiting for an answer explained that he kicked it from old age at forty thanks to good ol’ OFA. Deku was all “wait a minute, then how come All Might, who’s fifty-five and is definitely dyeing his gray hair, is still alive?” First and Shino were all, “we really have no fucking clue but we think it’s cuz he’s quirkless, JUST LIKE YOU!” So basically, since quirkless people don’t exactly grow on trees these days, Deku is probably going to be the last user of OFA. The chapter ended with Nana being all, “psst, Deku, about my grandson. Uh, can you kill him?” which is sure to lead to a very interesting conversation this week.

Today on BnHA: Nana And The Gang are all “so, Deku, how can we put this delicately. The thing is, we’re pretty sure that AFO really fucked my grandson up, so on the off chance you can’t save him, how would you feel about, you know... [throat slitting gesture].” Deku is all “idk you guys, I kinda feel like he’s really just a traumatized child at heart and he’s in a lot of pain and stuff and so I should try to help him.” The Vestiges are all “BUT WHAT IF YOU CAN’T” and Deku is all “BUT I WANT TO TRY, DAMMIT” and the Vestiges are all “well when you put it that way, we, uh, were just testing you, so congrats, you passed!” The chapter ends with First being all, “ANYWAY SO WHY DON’T YOU TWO SHY BOYS STANDING OVER THERE IN THE SHADOWS COME SAY HELLO” before we CUT AWAY FOR ANOTHER WEEK, goddammit.

seriously, Nana

just... have you met Deku?? look, if you really want Tomura dead, just sic him on the U.A. first years and tell Shouto and Honenuki that it’s a training exercise

oh my god lmao

we’re too far away to see Nana’s face here so I will just assume that she turned and is staring DIRECTLY INTO THE CAMERA for this one line lmao. “I just wanted to clarify in case anyone felt inclined to take my dialogue out of context and spend an entire week complaining about it”

oh my god?! are you all purposely trying to make me sad??

someone stop me before I launch into an impromptu rant about all my Tomura feels. WHY IS NOBODY STOPPING ME. oh my god but yes, exactly. he’s just in pain all the time. this is exactly why I think Tomura has such high redemption potential even though so far he seems to lack so many of the redemption arc essentials such as feeling remorse, wanting to change, and taking responsibility for his actions. the reason why I’m willing to overlook all that in his case is because Tomura has essentially had zero agency his entire life. AFO molded him into a killer by making sure he was in constant mental agony, and making it so that the only thing that even slightly relieved that agony was killing peeps. like, please don’t think I’m making excuses for him or anything, but if you take a child and manipulate their existence to make it virtually impossible for that child to grow up as anything other than a killer, and basically never give him the chance to be anything else, then no shit he’s gonna be a killer?? he’s basically never had the choice not to be. it’s never been an option for him. anyways I feel like I am EXPLAINING MYSELF SO BADLY but nonetheless I am prepared to die on this hill

anyway so now Nana is all “that’s a rhetorical question btw because Our Hearts And Minds Are One so we can feel everything you feel bro.” so yeah, that’s interesting

now Banjou is getting started on the “let’s try and talk Deku out of wanting to save Tomura because it’s insane” part of their OFA Mystical Space Void Reunion agenda

look, Banjou, I feel you, I really do. you guys don’t think it’s realistic that Deku can defeat Tomura without killing him. so if it’s a choice between killing Tomura vs letting Deku and everyone else in the entire world die, then duh, you think Deku should kill him. I get it! and if this were a real life mass murderer I’d totally agree with you. but the problem is that this isn’t real life, this is a sympathetic shounen villain with a tragic past who might as well have FUTURE REDEMPTION ARC RECEIPIENT stamped on his forehead at this point

so First is all “look, there’s absolutely no doubt my brother has fucked this kid up good and proper by now”, which, again, fair

though, that’s kind of exactly my point though. everything that Tomura is, everything he’s done, he’s done because of AFO. AFO has so effectively shaped his personality and his worldview by this point that it’s all but impossible to penetrate that. he’s AFO’s puppet. but the problem is that rather than treating him like a victim, you all are treating him like a casualty. like he’s already a lost cause. but good luck trying to convince Deku of that

WHOA WHAT, RANDOM SUPER-IMPORTANT AND BIZARRELY UNRELATED EXPOSITION DROPPED IN JUST LIKE THAT??

way to still not reveal Sixth’s name, btw. THE PEOPLE WANT TO KNOW, DAMMIT. but also so this confirms something we basically already knew already, which is that not even AFO can steal OFA. it literally can’t be taken away by anyone unless the owner wills it. SO SUCK ON THAT AFO YOU EGG

(ETA: so I have no idea why this was omitted from this translation, but apparently the Sixth’s name was revealed as “En”, which is obviously not his full name but at least it’s something. also he most likely has a fire or smoke-related quirk based on the kanji used, 煙.)

so Banjou is saying that Deku’s “lack of an iron will” could be a disadvantage against AFO. hahaha what?? Midoriya “I’ll break all of my bones without blinking an eye just to protect someone” Izuku lacks an iron will? do tell

he says this is going to be a test of Deku’s determination. well yeah, no shit. but just not in the way you guys think

OH HELLO AGAIN

darker hair again here! but I don’t trust the contrast in these scans at all after last week. his coveralls are way darker than they looked before too, and you can clearly see he’s standing in the shadows now

(ETA: yep, once again the raw shows that his hair is considerably lighter than what’s shown in these scans here. although there’s no mistaking now that his hair is consistently being colored in this slightly darker shade, and it’s not just the lighting.)

anyways lol First was saying something about how AFO can’t steal OFA, and they’ve spent all this time cultivating it as the ultimate weapon against AFO, and blah blah blah. go on then, keep lecturing

NANA GODDAMMIT NONE OF THIS IS YOUR FAULT

girl what?? you did everything in your power to protect your family, and AFO, fucked up man that he is, targeted them anyway. there is one person and one person only to blame for what’s happened to Tomura, and that potato-faced asshole needs a good kick in the balls

NANA GODDAMMIT DON’T MAKE ME COME OVER THERE

SO HELP ME GOD!! I WILL GIVE YOU THE BIGGEST HUG YOU’VE EVER HAD!! THAT IS A THREAT

so now Nana is all “I’m just going to call my grandson a Thing to ensure that fandom has only the freshest, grass-fed no-hormones-added discourse this week”

I don’t even need to drop into the tags to know exactly which specific people are going to respond to this, and what kind of posts they are going to write lmao. everyone’s all caught up in the “that thing”, and meanwhile I’m over here completely hung up on this “nay” that’s appeared out of NOWHERE you guys. look at that. she really said “NAY”

Nana, my love, my dearest, I feel you girl I really do. but he’s not an unforgivable manifestation of pure evil, Deku is exactly right actually, he’s a boy in pain. you guys need to stop questioning Deku’s shounen protagonist instincts here and just let him work his sparkly magic. “let’s try and convince Midoriya Fucking Izuku that he can’t save someone” is a plan that is NEVER going to turn out well you guys

“DEKU GODDAMMIT WHAT IF WE CAN’T SAVE HIM” lmao it’s like an intervention

“DAMMIT DEKU JUST ADMIT YOU HAVE A SAVING PEOPLE PROBLEM!”

RED ALERT IT’S ANOTHER CLOSE-UP OF THE BACK OF MISTER TWO BON CLAY’S HEAD OMG

(ETA: I was too distracted with freaking out about Two and Three to really appreciate how ridiculously handsome First looks in this panel. but on my second readthrough it stood out so much that I had to go back and add an extra bullet point just to talk about how hot he is. look at him. wtf.)

THAT IS DEFINITELY AN UNDERCUT. THE PLOT THICKENSSSS. also those are fucking exhaust vents on Mister Three’s neck. MISTER THREE COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE RELATED TO THE IIDAS, PLEASE TELL ME YOUR SECRETS I’M DYING OVER HERE

so now Deku is launching into what will undoubtedly be a “saving people problems require SAVING PEOPLE SOLUTIONS” heroic counter-speech!

I mean, they can already feel the “lol nah I’m gonna try and save him” feelings running through him lol. ~OuR hEaRtS aNd MiNdS aRe CoNnEcTeD~ and all that. this is just a formality, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love a good shounen protag speech

oh wait hold up, do you mean to tell me that the whole “hearts and minds are connected” thing I was just mocking just a paragraph ago actually allowed Deku to feel what Tomura was feeling?? like literally feel it??

YET AGAIN these Tomura feels are pounding on my front door you guys?? they just will not quit?? people my house is already full of feels, does it look like I need you to sell me any more of them?? -- what do you mean, they’re free??

AW YISS THAT’S IT DEKU. THAT’S SOME GOOD SPEECH RIGHT THERE

I appreciate the contrast here between the Douchebag Triumvirate of Overhaul, Muscular, and Stain versus the Misguided Twosome of Gentle and La Brava. never let it be said that Deku doesn’t know the difference between a redeemable villain and an unredeemable one

OH NO -- OH MY GOD

someone please help me I need directions to the OFA Spooky Galactic Nebula Realm in this fictional Japanese manga land. it’s not on google maps. I need to give these two babies a big hug and wrap them up in a blanket and treat them to some McDonalds Happy Meals please help

other things: (1) ENDEAVOR CHILLING OUT IN DEKU’S “PEOPLE I HOLD DEAR” PANEL LMAO NEON DISCOURSE EXTRAVAGANZA, (2) “ONE FOR ALL IS A POWER TO SAVE, NOT TO KILL” I’M ABOUT TO CRY DEKU I LOVE YOU SO MUCH HOW IS IT EVEN POSSIBLE TO FEEL ALL THIS LOVE, (3) [SLAMS HANDS ON TABLE] THERE’S YOUR MOTHERFUCKING IRON WILL!!!!!!!! -- I’m sorry, please don’t call security, I’ll be good

I just randomly remembered that Deku is still saying all of this in his muffled “FMMPHHMMPHMM” voice and I’m somehow cracking up lol. so actually it’s a very good thing Their Hearts And Minds Are Connected, otherwise they’d no doubt be all, “...what?”

(ETA: so I completely missed this on account of it literally not being visible in the scan at all, but in the raw you can clearly see Baby Kacchan and Baby Shouto fanboying over All Might in two of these panels, and excuse me, ma’am??

thank you very much Deku for including them in your montage, particularly since you’ve never seen Baby Shouto before lol. amazingly accurate image you managed to conjure up, all things considered.)

SDKFJLSKHG -- AS IF ON CUE???

HE’S SO ADORABLE HELP?? Trippy Space All Might looks like he’s about to cry, and First is all “don’t crack a smile... you have to be Firm and Serious here... dammit, don’t smile” omg

anyways! YOU GO DEKU. “MY QUIRK MY RULES, BITCHES” damn, son

KLJLKKHLG TRIPPY SPACE ALL MIGHT LITERALLY ACTUALLY IS CRYING ALL MIGHT HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

“I JUST... [CLENCHES FIST] REALLY LOVE SAVING PEOPLE” FUCKING HELL LMAO THIS IS THE WORST INTERVENTION OF ALL TIME

Deku is literally all “sure, maybe I’ll have to kill him, but have you guys also considered, MAYBE NOT??” it’s no use Nana he’s too powerful

LMAO FIRST

“like I’ve been saying this whole time, you should definitely try saving Shigaraki Tomura.” “but, uh... First, didn’t you just -- ” “shut up”

(ETA: clearly it’s not just his brother who inherited those smooth-talking genes.)

so now Deku has turned back into a sixteen year old and his clothes have gone missing again. just OFA things

dskljdlsklgk

yes... sure... “testing” you...

HEY

FIRST OF ALL, DAMN YOU HORIKOSHI YOU MADE NANA CRY. even if I’m pretty sure they’re actually tears of happiness/relief. and SECOND OF ALL, “TELL MY BOYFRIEND I SAID HI” DJSKDLKJJL ANYWAY MAYBE GRAN, NANA, AND MR. SHIMURA WERE IN A THROUPLE

[SCREAMS]

WHY WOULD YOU END IT THERE?? WHY WOULD YOU END IT THERE!!!!!

(ETA: and two-to-one odds that we cut away to some other scene once they finally start to turn around next week. I’M CALLING IT NOW. giving myself a week to brace myself for the rage.)

fucking hell. well if anyone needs me I will be adding Horikoshi fucking Kouhei to the list of irredeemable villains, peace

[dilxq]

How haikyuu boys would react seeing you talk to another boy💛

Ft. Suna, Sakusa, Tanaka, Akaashi

>Suna<

You were at school waiting for the class to finish so you could go to suna and ask him if he wants to eat lunch together. It was like an execuse to see him, but he didn’t mind. He would always look up from his phone, give you a kiss on your cheek and reply with a simple but still heartwarming „sure thing cutie“. But today was a little bit different, when the bell rang you stood up to walk to his class but when you arrived he wasn’t there. That never happens, he would always wait for you in his class because he knew you would come to see him. Before you could think about where he could have been you heard someone call your name so you turned around to see atsumu. „Hey y/n wassup, yer lookin‘ for rin ?“ of course he would already know so you gave him a smile and answered “Yeah, do you know where he is ? He actually knows that i always come to see him.” He told you that the teacher caught him playing on his phone during class, he also added “about time” and the two of you started to laugh. Atsumu told you he would return soon so you should just wait,and right after that he offered to wait with you so you wouldn’t be all alone. You thanked him and so the two of you started to talk about funny things and laughed at nearly everything. About 5 minutes later, you heard the door open so the two of you turned around. Suna stood there with his phone back again in his hand. He looked at you then at atsumu and then back again at you. He sighted and took you by your wrist. “Im hungry. Let’s go eat.” You turned you head back to look at atsumu and see how he formed a “jealous” with his mouth and you could see how he had to hold back from laughing. After suna dragged you out of the classroom he pushed you against the wall and looked at you with narrowed eyes. “Why were you alone with him in a classroom” So you thought about what he probably would think of after seeing his girlfriend sitting on a desk with another boy alone in a classroom. ‘Oop-‚ you said to yourself. He got closer you could almost feel his breath on your face. You gave him a smirk and decided to play a little with him because it was really rare to see him being jealous. So you started to talk „nothing new“. He looked you in the eyes „wtf y/n ?“ you could slightly see the pain light up in his eyes so you regretted it and hugged him „i was looking for you rin and atsumu told me that the teacher took your phone“ you could feel how he sighed in relief “so i waited with him for you” He pushed you back to look at you and you could see how his eyes looked at your lips. You really wanted to kiss him so he came even closer and when you were about to kiss he turned his head and kissed you cheek. He took your hand and started to walk to the cafeteria. Now he was the one smirking. „Lets go eat.Im hungry”.

>Sakusa<

The two of you were in the same class and you sat next to each other but he would never talk to you during class because he wants both of you to focus so you just keep your attention to the teacher. While writing down your notes your pencil cracked and you didn’t have another one so you turned to sakusa. “hey uh.. do you-“ you tried but he didn’t even try to turn his head to you “concentrate y/n” was the only thing you got from him. You didn’t want to bother him more so you turned to your other side, to your classmate. You asked him for a pencil and he gave u one of his. You thanked him and he even told you that you can keep the pencil. Both of you talked for a bit until the teacher told u to stop. So the two of u turned back to your own things and you continued taking your notes. You could feel the gaze from sakusa but you tried to ignore it as good as you can but u couldn’t take it anymore so you turned to him and asked him what his problem was. He didn’t answer until class was over. As you started to pack your things you turned to your boyfriend to see if he was ready to go eat but he was just sitting there, not looking at you. You walked to his desk so you would face him “Baby are you fineeee ?”, he looked up to you and finally said anything “why did u ask him if you have a whole ass boyfriend to ask for a damn pencil”, you looked at him with a serious face and told him that you tried to but he just ignored you. Then he realized that it really was all his fault and also the reason for his jealousy. He looked down and apologized quietly with a annoyed “sorry”. You just couldn’t anymore so you sat on his lap and hugged him. You could feel how his hands reached to yours waist to get you even closer. “so will you answer me next time i talk to u during class?”, you asked him. He looked back up to you and teased you “nah”, he said with a light smirk on his beautiful face. “only if you kiss me here and now”, he added while coming closer to your lips.

>Tanaka<

On your way to your boyfriend tanaka, you bumped into a random guy. You didn’t recognize him but you could tell he was a student at karasuno since he was wearing the same uniform as you. You apologized and tried to continue walking but he took you by the wrist. A little bit uncomfortable you looked down to your wrist and saw him squeezing gently. „ Hey little one, let me invite you to a meal“, he said while coming closer, „ you know, to say properly sorry“, he smirked. You tried to push him off of you, but obviously he was stronger, so instead he grabbed your other wrist and now you were trapped. You told him to let you go and that you have a boyfriend but he didn’t listen so you started to get mad. Is he being serious right now ?! „You should really let go if you don’t want to get injured“. He started laughing. „HAHAHA WHAT ARE U GONNA DO SHORTY ? PUNCH ME ?!? awwwwe“ He got even closer „Hmm? tell me what are you gonna do ?“. You could feel you blood boiling inside you , what if tanaka sees the whole thing.. what would he think.. - no. He would kill him probably. And now you remembered that you two were going to meet up so he should be looking for you by now. As expected you hear him shouting from the other side and the boy infront of you started to cursing „The heck is wrong with this dud-“. The poor boy couldn’t even end his sentence, instead he was panting on the floor and you couldn’t even count to 3. “WHO ARE U AND WHO GAVE YOU THE PERMISSION TO LOOK AT Y/N ?? HUUUUH ?!” You walked over to him and hugged him from the side. He also put his arm around your waist “ Did he do anything ? or was he trying to do anything, cuz if yes..” You told him that he didn’t do anything and that the two of you should go now “ Alright… good for him tho cuz NOT EVEN NOYA COULD STOP ME IF I WOULD BEAT HIM UP NOW”. Damn that must mean something. You started to laugh and drag him away but he kept glaring at that boy. ahhh how much u loved him.

>Akaashi<

School was over and you went outside to wait for you boyfriend Akaashi. You went over to one of the schools vending machines to get something to drink. As you decided what you want someone came from behind you. “Hey y/n, wassup “, one of your friends greeted you. The both of you talked for a while. When you told him that you wanted to buy something to drink, he turned to the vending machine and asked you what you wanted but you kept telling him that its okay and that you have your own money. “No no, i insist”, he smiled. So he went with strawberry milk. As he handed it over to you, you thanked him and opened it. ‘mhmm why is he taking so long ?’, you thought. Slightly confused your friend looks at you “hey y/n are you fine ? are you waiting for anyone by any chance ?”You snapped out of your thoughts as you told him thats its fine and he will come soon. “He ? Who is ‘he’ ?” Suddenly you feel a hand wrapping around your waist. It was Akaashi, ‘finally’, you thought. “I am ‘he’. Nice to meet you y/n’s friend, I am Akaashi, y/n’s boyfriend”, he smiled , “If you excuse us we have a date were going on now, lets keep in touch” Wow. You were impressed of how smooth and cool he got you out of there. But you remembered him mentioning something about a date, so you asked him “Were you joking about the date thing earlier ”.He looked down to you and gave you a small peek on your forehead “No actually not, are you free today ?” And with that the both of you enjoyed the day <3

And i hope u also have a great day, night or whatever !

~💛

[prettyboybarzal]

Dancing with Our Hands Tied (6)

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Smut (because of course there would be)

Previous Chapter // Masterlist

The arm around your waist was heavy, tattooed, and most definitely not Charlie’s. 

“Pierre,” you hissed. “Get up.” He stirred and tugged you closer. You pushed back against his chest, sounds of struggle falling from your lips as he curled his arms around you. “Let go of me.”

“YN, I’m severely hungover,” he grunted. “Can we fight later?”

“No.”

It’d been two weeks since you ended up in Pierre’s bed after a failed attempt to tell him off and since then, you’d slept with him at least three more times. You fell into a strict routine, one that didn’t include sleepovers. Surprisingly, though, you didn’t put up a fight when he started to nod off on the pillow the night before.

You shoved him one last time, this time successfully, and pulled yourself from bed. The first thing you did was pull the shades back to allow light into the room. He exclaimed at the invasion and pulled a pillow over his head.

“I’ll make you coffee, but then you gotta leave because I have things to do.”

Pierre watched you leave and sighed as soon as you were out of sight. Before getting back to your apartment the night before, he was yearning for you. Each time you were near him, he felt his hands twitch. Your midriff was exposed, jeans sitting low on your hips, and each time you passed, he wanted to sink his fingers into your flesh, or better yet, his teeth. But he couldn’t do that, not with all the eyes around you, not when Josh was clearly confused by the lack of fighting going on. 

It felt like he could breathe when you texted him to come back to your place, and when he finally slipped through your front door and his lips met yours, he was satisfied.

“You know,” he spoke as he entered the kitchen where you were making coffee. His voice was still rough from sleep. “We’ve never fucked in the morning.”

“And I’m okay with that.”

He laughed out loud, shuffling to grab a mug from the cabinets above him. You reached out and placed it back inside, then handed him a to-go cup. He rolled his eyes. 

“You’re the worst host.”

“That’s not what you were saying when I was blowing you last night.”

There was a knock at the door that prompted both your heads to snap up in confusion.

“That better not be one of the boys,” you grumbled. “I don’t think I could explain your shirtless presence in my kitchen.”

“Sure, you could,” he murmured, dropping his hands to either side of the counter beside you. He leaned in close, whispering, “You could just tell them what you tell me every time I’m inside you; I fuck you so good. You just can’t get enough.”

If there was one thing you’d learned about Pierre throughout these past few weeks, it was that he knew exactly how to throw your own attitude right back at you. 

“Gross, Pierre,” you said, slipping beneath his arms.

“You were the one that started talking about giving me head before either of us has even had coffee!”

You only allowed yourself to laugh once you were out of the kitchen and away from his ego. 

The person started to knock again and you stepped up to the door to pull it open, revealing your overly excited parents.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, panic in your eyes as they pushed past you to enter the apartment. “What do you mean?” your father asked as he helped your mother shed her jacket and hang it on the hook beside the door. “It’s your birthday! You didn’t think we’d forget to celebrate with you, right?”

“A warning would’ve been nice,” you muttered, thoughts fleeting to the shirtless man in the next room. You stood in their way, blocking the path to the kitchen in hopes that they’d just head straight to the living room and you could discreetly get rid of Pierre. Your mother had other plans, grabbing a cooler bag from your father’s hand before marching to put the food she’d brought away in the fridge.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, hands fluttering up to her eyes as she shielded herself from Pierre’s naked chest. You were only a step behind her, your father two behind you, and when she turned to look at you, you could see the blush on her cheeks. “I didn’t know you had company.” “Pierre’s leaving.”

“Pierre? No way! He’s gotta join us for your birthday brunch!” your father exclaimed. Pierre’s eyes flickered to you and then went back to your father. “We still have to thank you for dealing with Sadie when she came to visit, and also for dealing with this one every day.”

“You have your work cut out for you with her,” your mother grumbled from where she stood in the kitchen, already reorganizing all your draws and cabinets.

“Just send him a fruit basket or something.”

“YN,” your mother chastised, plates set on the counter for just a moment so she could glare at you. “If your father wants to treat him to brunch, then we will treat him to brunch.”

“I love brunch,” Pierre spoke, voice just above a whisper. You glared at him and that stupid little smirk toying at the corner of his lip, but then your father clapped in excitement. “Besides, it’s your birthday,” he emphasized, eyes wide. “I couldn’t miss that.”

“Great! Then, it’s settled,” he spoke. “I’m just going to run to the bathroom, and maybe your little boyfriend will put on a t-shirt.”

You spoke in unison.

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“I’m not her boyfriend.”

But your dad was already down the hall, not that he would’ve listened to either of you anyway.

Pierre narrowed his eyes at you, you stuck your tongue out at him, and then he tried to catch it between his fingers, but you shoved him away to the hallway.

“Put on a damn shirt.”

As soon as he disappeared, your mother was cooing, “That’s Pierre?”

“Why do you say his name like that? Sadie says his name like that too.”

“Well, I mean, look at him.”

“I’d prefer not to,” you grumbled. She began chastising you about how miserable you were, and how there was a handsome man right in front of you, right in your kitchen as a matter of fact, and you better take advantage of it! You’re another year older! But, you let the words fall on deaf ears before leaving to find Pierre in your bedroom.

He was still shirtless, shuffling about the room for his belongings. He glanced up when you entered, and smiled as he asked, “Why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday?”

“Because it doesn’t matter,” you said. “I don’t know when yours is either.”

“Mine’s June 24th.”

“It doesn’t matter,” you repeated. He rolled his eyes at you and pulled the shirt over his head. “This isn’t how this is supposed to work. We fuck and you leave, or I leave. That’s it. You don’t need to spend the day with me and my parents. Are you out of your mind?”

“I think it'll be fun,” he said. “Maybe not for you, but definitely for me, and that’s my favorite kind of fun.”

---

From: Sadie

WTF? Why is Pierre at brunch with you guys? What’s happening? Call me ASAP. I’m freaking out!!!!!

You and Sadie were freaking out for entirely different reasons. She was freaking out because she thought this meant something. You were freaking out because you were stuck with Pierre for longer than you ever wanted to be.

“You’re one of Josh’s friends?”

“Teammates,” you corrected. Pierre took a glance over at you with a soft smile. “They play for the Blue Jackets together.”

“Oh! Oh, wow,” your mother remarked. She gave you not-so subtle wide eyes that screamed, again, how perfect she thought he was. “That’s an excellent job!”

“I’m very lucky to get to do what I love for a living.”

“And you two met because of Josh?”

“Yes,” you answered tersely, not wanting to entertain this conversation for the sole purpose of keeping your mother’s nose out of your personal, or not-so personal, life. But Pierre gave in to her, as you expected him to.

“Yeah, he introduced us during my rookie season,” he answered after swallowing a forkful of eggs. “I’ll admit that I made a really bad first impression,” he began, meeting your eyes over the mimosa you were bringing to your lips. “But she never really gave me the chance to fix it, so we just went on hating each other for a really long time.”

“Well, look at you two now,” your mother raved, waving her hands between the two of you. “All is well.”

“What fixed it?” your dad asked. “I mean, this one can be as stubborn as a mule.”

“Dad.”

“Sweetheart, I love you, but sometimes you just make your mind up and that’s that. You don’t budge. I want to know how he got you to change your mind! Teach me your ways, Pierre.”

“Uh, well,” he began, choking a bit on the drink in his mouth. He knew he couldn’t give them the real reasons. He couldn’t explain that the only way you could stand each other was if he was inside of you, so he met your eyes with a look of uncertainty. 

“It was after he helped Sadie,” you answered for him. “I figured that if he’d ruin his own night to make sure she didn’t die of alcohol poisoning then maybe he wasn’t as bad as I thought he was.”

Pierre looked up at you again, eyes softer than before, but you avoided his gaze and instead focused on the food in front of you. 

Conversation picked up again, but it didn’t involve him. Your parents asked about work, you asked about home, and the conversation ended up circling back to Sadie once more. Pierre remained silent, taking in the relationship you had with your parents and how much you cared for your sister. He felt like he saw another side to you during brunch, a side that every other guy on the team had experienced and he’d yet to see. 

When the bill came, Pierre immediately reached for it, but your dad was faster and you yourself had placed your hand on his to push it away.

“They made you come,” you reminded him. “You don’t have to pay.”

“I wanted to come,” he corrected you. He leaned forward to speak directly to your father. “Mr. YLN, at least let me pick up the tip.”

Your dad sized him up for a moment, then sighed, “Fine.”

Pierre sat up victoriously, turning his hand in yours to squeeze the fingers that were resting against it before taking some cash out of his wallet. You flushed at the intimate moment and pulled your hand away. 

“Your father has one last request,” Mom announced as the group of you exited the restaurant. You turned to face her on the sidewalk, panic in your eyes. She glanced at your father, already nose deep in his phone. “Honey?”

“Huh?”

“Your next birthday surprise for YN?”

“I’m really okay with the birthday surprises, guys,” you murmured. “You being here is definitely enough.”

Pierre stifled a laugh beside you, and this time didn’t earn a glare. “Your father wants to go mini-golfing,” Mom butt in. “It’s this indoor glow-in-the-dark mini-golf he’s been following on Facebook for months now. If he doesn’t go, I’m gonna hear it for the next three months.”

“I can head home,” Pierre spoke, low and intended for you, but your father clapped him on the shoulder.

“No way, hockey star, I want to see that golf swing of yours.”

“Dad!”

“It’s not every day I get to hang out with an NHL player!”

And that’s how you ended up playing golf, in the dark, with your parents and your fuck buddy.

You never thought you’d be thankful to have Pierre around, but you were glad he stayed for mini-golf. Truthfully, you’d never been very athletic, but your dad loved sports, so you played them to humor him. Having Pierre with you just meant that all the competitiveness could stay between the men and you could enjoy sucking at sports with your mom. 

Then, you started losing all the golf balls. Honestly, your dad should’ve expected this very outcome when he decided to bring you to a glow-in-the-dark mini-golf place. 

You lost your ball, and then Pierre offered his and you lost that one too. Three holes later, there was only one ball left and your parents, as well as Pierre, were doubtful that you wouldn’t lose the last one.

“We’ll go get some more,” your dad muttered. “Hopefully, you don’t lose those too.”

You glared at him, earning a chuckle from both of your parents before they walked off to the front desk. As soon as they were gone, Pierre asked, “You’re not very good at this, huh?”

The smile was evident in his voice. 

“I don’t get three months of the year for golf practice like you do,” you muttered, refocusing on the club in your hand. “So, no, I’m not very good at this.”

“Well, for starters, you’re holding the putter all wrong,” he said. His voice was closer now and when you peeked back at him, he was only a few steps away. “Can I show you how you’re supposed to hold it or are you going to hit me over the head with it?”

“Try your luck.”

Pierre stepped up behind you, hands curling over yours to fix their placement. He peeled your fingers off the club, then placed them a bit higher than they had been. His breath fanned across your neck and your shoulders pulled up as a reaction, the tuft of air sending shockwaves through your body. He almost leaned in to place a kiss against your skin, but shook his head as if to scold himself for even thinking about it. 

“Don’t hit the ball too hard,” he spoke before taking a step back. You did as he coached you to and the ball went in the hole with one put. You exclaimed at your hole-in-one and twirled around to share the moment with him. His arm wrapped around your shoulders to tug you into his chest.

“Atta girl,” he remarked in the same voice he used in the bedroom. His hand trailed along your spine and down to your ass, fingers curling into the flesh as he drank you in. You almost got lost in the moment with him, despite yourself, but then your parents appeared over his shoulder and you were shoving him away.

“What are we celebrating?”

“Tiger Woods over here,” Pierre answered, nodding at you. “She just got her first hole-in-one.”

“She’s never done that before,” your dad laughed heartily. His hand came down to pat Pierre’s shoulder. “Maybe you’re rubbing off on her.”

“Maybe,” he repeated, eyebrows quirking up at you. The twitch of your lips gave away the smile that you were suppressing, but he let it go, considering it a small victory.

---

Your parents said goodbye after mini-golf, citing the long drive home as the reason for an early departure, but your mother gave you and Pierre a fleeting look that gave you the impression that they were only leaving to give you time with him. You must’ve said it a hundred times in a hundred different ways that you weren’t dating him, but your mom always liked to believe her own delusions and you could never change her mind. 

Pierre was quiet as you drove away from mini-golf and in the direction of your apartment building, but you weren’t any more talkative than he was. How could you speak when the day sent you into a tailspin? For the first time ever, you enjoyed being around him and when the day was coming to an end, you didn’t want to see him go. 

“Are you hungry?” you asked, voice light, simultaneously trying to keep the day from ending and also all serious conversation at bay.

“Yes, starving,” he answered. “It feels like we ate forever ago.”

“Do you wanna grab something quick?”

Pierre nodded and ended up pulling into a McDonalds not far from your apartment. He ordered a large meal after you ordered your usual, and then he threw a few other unnecessary things, like a kid’s meal and a third McFlurry. 

When you got back to the apartment, he spread it all out like a buffet and you filled your paper plates with food in silence. He felt like he was struggling to come up with something to say to you for the first time ever. It was always easy to rile you up and get you talking, but he was at a loss now and he didn’t have a clue what to say.

He settled on, “I like your dad. Not that it matters, or whatever, but he’s a funny guy. Loves to chirp you almost as much as I do.”

“That’s why I can put up with you,” you responded. “I’ve had years of dealing with him.”

“Did you just compare me to your father?”

“Don’t be gross,” you barked, smacking his arm. He laughed heartily at that, crinkles at the edge of his eyes as he dug into the fries in front of him. You laughed with him, amazingly so.

Conversation died as you ate with both of your minds running at warp speed. It was hard to make sense of the day, of how much you enjoyed each other’s presence, when you were still together. But you didn’t want him to go, and he didn’t want to leave, so neither of you even suggested it. 

As he started cleaning up what was left of his meal, your phone chimed and Charlie’s name flashed across the screen. He met your eyes over the phone momentarily before you unlocked it to read the message. You stared at it, biting the inside of your cheek as you thought, then responded quickly and placed the phone face down on the counter. 

“I’m going to run to the bathroom,” he spoke. “And then, uh, I guess I’ll head out.”

He disappeared down the hall and left you feeling slightly stupid after texting Charlie that you were busy. In hindsight, maybe you shouldn’t have done that, but you had and now you needed to convince Pierre to stay. That’s what you wanted anyway, right?”

When he came back to the kitchen, you were throwing your food out and as soon as he stepped in to grab some of his belongings, you stepped up in front of him. 

“You’re not actually leaving, are you?”

“Don’t act surprised,” he murmured. He took a step forward, forcing you to tilt your chin up further to keep eye contact with him. His thumb came up to caress your cheekbone. “You wanted me gone all day.”

“And now I want you to stay,” you whispered. You pulled him closer from the belt loops and watched his eyes rake over your body. “At least for a little while longer.”

“Why are you playing with my head?”

The smirk you shared with him was wicked as you answered, “Because it’s fun.”

His fingers slid to the back of your neck while his other arm curled around your waist to pull you into his chest. You kissed in the kitchen for what felt like an eternity, much longer than you’d ever spent on doing it before, and finally, he lifted you up to carry you down the hall to your bedroom. 

He laid you back on the bed and undressed you slowly. He kissed each inch of skin as it was exposed from beneath the fabric covering you and his hands were everywhere, squeezing the meat that he hadn’t been able to touch all day, the skin he was dying to touch. He kissed down your stomach to your thong, finger hooking beneath the waistband to tug them down and get you completely naked in front of him.

“YN, tu es si belle,” he whispered, eyes flickering back up to your face. You flushed beneath his gaze and gasped as he situated your legs over his shoulders and leaned in, breath fanning across your core. He kissed the inside of your thighs while his blue eyes drank you in. Your chest heaved in anticipation.

He held your hips down as he dove in, and within minutes your back was arched and your legs began to shake over his shoulders. You cried out as you came, fingers curled into his hair, grinding against his mouth and nose as he worked you through it. 

When he finally pulled away, he kissed up your inner thigh to let you come down from your high. Then, he crawled up the bed to hover over you, shuttering as your hands slid beneath his t-shirt to pull it over his head. His jeans were next, and finally, his boxers. When his cock was finally free, he reached over to the drawer and grabbed a condom. You slid it on for him and he dropped his head to your shoulder at the touch of your fingers around him. 

The moment it was on, you began to flip onto your stomach. That’s how he usually wanted you, but he stopped you from moving and gathered your wrists in his hand to pin them above your head. His lips met yours again, desperate and needy.

You felt the head of his cock against your mound and groaned in sexual frustration, so he reached down with his free hand and aligned himself with your core. 

“You’re okay?” he asked. You nodded, bottom lip pinned between your teeth to the point of breaking the skin. He kissed you once more, hoping that you’d relax with him and you did. With his knee, he nudged your legs apart and then he pushed his head past your folds. As you arched, his lips met your collarbone. 

“Happy birthday, baby.” 

The pet name set you on fire, but you could hardly focus on it as he thrust into you. The movement of his hips was shallow and slow, nothing like the other times he’d been between your thighs. He held you close, chest-to-chest. The level of intimacy so intense compared to those times you’d shared before when you were simply using each other to chase a feeling. This was different, and you both knew it. 

“Luc,” you sighed as he filled you up, stilling inside of you for a moment to breathe and take in the way you spoke his name--a name you’d only ever called him once and he’d wanted to hear every day since then. “Please.”

“Patience,” he spoke, rolling into you some more. “I’ll take care of you, but I wanna take my time.”

So, you let him take his time and basked into the feeling of the way he filled you up and surrounded you. You listened to the way he spoke to you, softly and often in French, and you noticed the way he responded to your body, the way that no other man ever had. He read you like a book, as terrifying and insane as it felt to realize that, and you couldn’t get enough.

He finally dropped your hands and immediately, your nails curled into his back as he worked your body. He propped your leg up on his hip to thrust even deeper than he had before and with each roll of his hips, you felt him deep inside you. You moaned against his shoulder and he cursed loudly in French as you rolled your hips to match the movement of his.

“I want to cum with you,” you whispered in his ear. He sighed, then nodded before pulling back to thrust into you with a little more power behind it. His hands found your hips as he leaned back on his knees and thrust into you, pulling you down onto his cock as he did so. You were a mess beneath him and he watched your breasts bounce as he fucked you. 

“Cum, baby,” he whispered, returning to the position he’d been in moments ago. He knew you were close, he was right behind you, and as he returned to the previous position, you shouted out. “Come on. With me.”

“Luc, you’re so good,” you moaned. “You fuck me so good.”

Pierre’s hand found your clit, thumb circling the sensitive nub as his lips met yours in a rough kiss. His heart pounds in his chest as your orgasm finally reached you, whimpering and moaning beneath him as he chased his own high. It wouldn’t take long with you unraveling beneath him and, finally, he cums, hips stuttering as he filled up the condom. He dropped his weight onto you, breathing ragged, and your hands began to scratch the skin of his back soothingly as you both caught your breath. 

About a minute later, he rolled over onto his back and discarded the condom while you ran to the bathroom. He rested against the headboard and waited for you to come back, heart still hammering in his chest from an orgasm like no other. You returned and his eyes tracked your movement across the room. 

“Do you want me to go?”

You looked up at him, a bit like a deer in headlights, and answered, “Um, no. You can stay, if you want.”

“Okay,” he said, voice cracking just a bit. He coughed to clear his throat and nodded. “I’ll stay.”

[dontbipanicjonsa]

Did I just create another Tumblr account so I could write one (1) meta about GoT years after the show has ended? Yes. Yes, I did.

I just saw episode 7x04 and first of all, I would like to say a most heartfelt-

Yikes.

Yea no the Field of Fire scene is....many things, but a scene of triumph it is not. I'm going to say a lot of things now, all of which have already been said before I'm sure but oh well-

It's interesting that the show decided to have a scene humanising the Lannister army (especially Dickon Tarly) right before the invasion comes (I'm calling it an invasion coz that's what it is). Note that Dickon has appeared before, in season 6 and there he had next to no lines.

The first thing that strikes me about the Dothraki army approaching is that, yes, it is an invasion.

It comes out of seemingly nowhere. The Lannister army is caught completely unprepared, smack in the middle of a (morbidly) playful scene. The Dothraki look like invaders (because they are). They look terrifying and foreign (no one @ me about this- tell me if you won't shit your pants and wish they'd never crossed that damn sea if you had a Dothraki horde running at you full tilt). The Lannister army is shown literally quivering, and yet they stand their ground and fight bravely. We are meant to admire their grit.

Next, the scene very very clearly depicts the horrors of being burnt alive (for good reason- people watching the show seem to forget). This is shown repeatedly. The wagons are burning and the horses are running, trying to escape the fire. Soldiers are crawling into the water. Soldiers ripping off their helmets, their newly acquired burns visible.

I could go on, but the point is that the scene is filmed like a massacre, not a battle. The Lannister army never stood a chance. They put up the best fight they could, but they are essentially being butchered with their pants down. Is that meant to make me side with Dany? Yell in victory? Be like "Fuck yea, burn those Lannister fuckers, khaleesi". Uh

No.

Through it all, Danaerys and for most of the part, the Dothraki have the higher ground (coz dragons and horses). It creates an image, a story that is both familiar and unfamiliar. Dany setting her dragons and her Dothraki on people isn't new, but this is the first time we have sympathy for the people being burnt. The image created makes me think of...off the top of head? Uhhh bullies, strong crushing the weak, corporation (:/), murdered puppies, etc.

What did GMMR say? The villian is the hero of the other side? Hmm....

Danaerys is seemingly untouchable in this scene, but rather than making us feel awe, or making us feel powerful, triumphant, victorious whatever (through her)....we only feel dread, and a mounting horror.

Basically what I'm trying to find the right words to say is-

It's very hard to watch that scene and say "Yeah, you go girl".

Very hard. I can't. My reaction was more like-

"wtf have you unleashed on this continent? As if they didn't have enough shit to deal with already. You're burning the food?????? Gtfo this continent and take your lizards with you, invader".

Can you tell I really fucking hate conquering invaders? I do. The Targs and I do not get on.

On a seperate note, it's interesting to me that this is the same episode that has discourse about chosen kings/queens, why people follow Dany, and why Jon should bend the knee to her.

Let's examine-

Dany says the North chose Jon as their king because they believed he would do what's best for them, and since he himself believes that the North cannot beat the WW without Dany, he should let go of his pride (be a true king) and bend the knee, thus winning Dany's help in the fight against the WW. (Yes it wasn't exactly in those words but that's the crux of it, is it not?)

Now, the first thought that springs to mind is, what about her? This very argument can be turned against her. If she wants to be Queen of all seven kingdoms, and she believes Jon enough to promise to help him, should she not let go of her pride (be a true queen) and fight for the kingdom she wants to rule anyway? She is obviously somewhat shook by the cave paintings. The only concession I can give her here is that she doesn't have much reason to trust Jon here. It's a flimsy argument though- she does have reason to want the well-being of "her" kingdom. That's what monarchs do. That's what she expects Jon to do.

Still, I'm not entirely sure. The problem is that she's right. If his first priority is to protect his people, then giving up his crown should be a price that he's willing to pay. We can see Jon thinking about her words at the end of that scene, and I think that's because they struck a chord with him too.

I know that Jon does give up his crown to Dany sometime this season (I know the entire fucking story, I'm just watching it now for the first time for the first hand experience). So, can we say that Jon giving up his crown is his act of being a true king (someone who protects his people)? Yes, if his reason for bending the knee is to protect his people. Reasons matter. Context matters. Motivations matter. But we're not talking about that right now.

Let's look at the flip side. Would Dany give up her throne? This very same episode had Missandie talk poetic about Dany. It establishes that both Jon and Dany are monarchs chosen by their people. Jon is clearly skeptical of this. His questioning Missandie, and all his squinting (is the sun in his eyes or what????) all point to him not being sold on the Danaerys Experience.

I'm not sure how to articulate this...but Dany is a conquerer. The people who follow her (mostly) uncritically are either in love with her, or people like Missandie and Grey Worm, who were slaves that she freed. These people are not only subjects, and they do not have any authority of their own. They are followers. That is important. Danaerys collects and surrounds herself with followers. It's also important that almost right after Missandie gives a glowing review of Dany's greatness, we have a scene that is very clearly meant to shake our faith in her.

Or maybe I see this scene this way because I already despise the idea of a Targ Restoration? That's possible. I won't deny that I'm biased. I'll prefer anyone over Targs.

In conclusion, I would like to say that this is something to think about. Would Dany give up her crown for her people? I sincerely doubt it. I mean she prioritises Jon bending the knee over her helping people in the same conversation where she tells Jon he should prioritise helping people over.....not bending the knee. Then she burns food. Mind fucked.

Bless Missandie tho, she really believes what she's saying.

[lovethisletters]

The Bat & The Lantern || Batman x Reader

Hi, lovely! I had so much fun writing this (I'm not gonna lie, I was quite nervous at first, since I don't know that much about the whole green lantern universe, but guess it turned out...ok?) so I hope you enjoy it as much as I did and to be honest, I would like to revisit this story again in the future!

Little disclaimer: The reader is a Human green lantern but similar to star-lord she lived the majority of her life in space, that's why she's so oblivious as to whom Batman is, also this takes place during Dick Grayson early years as robin (12-13).

Word count: 2233!!!

Summary: Reader is a new member of the Justice League...but Batman doesn't seem too happy about it.

Keys: Y/S/N: Your Superhero Name | Y/N: Your (real) Name.

Hal Jordan was your friend since you joined the green lanterns (which it was barely 3 or 4 years ago)

Basically...you were "new"

But that didn't stop your fellow green lanterns (?) From seeing all your potential.

Everyone is convinced that with the right training and perseverance, you will become one of the greatest green lanterns of all time.

So, it didn't take long before you proved yourself to be capable enough to join the big leagues.

More specifically, The Justice League.

Hal was the one to introduce you to his companions.

The Amazonian, the human looking alien, the speedster, the other Alien not so human looking, the half robot; everyone was so nice to you since they met you.

Everyone except...The grumpy bat.

When you first introduced yourself, he didn't even bother to be as welcoming as the others.

He just stood there, looking all big and serious that you almost thought it was a statue or the poor guy had catatonic lapses or was way too shy or socially awkward to approach you.

You felt bad, so you approached him instead.

—Hi! I'm Y/S/N...—You said enthusiastically before being abruptly interrupted.

—I know, I heard your introduction already—His voice so devoid of any kind of emotion that you may as well had been talking to a machine.

"Scanning complete, Batman"

A voice inside his cowl informed him, it sounded like an older man with a British accent.

—Thank you, I'll check it later.

That’s when it hit you…the reason why he was watching you so intensely and standing so incredibly still: He was scanning you.

Fucking. Son. Of. A. Bitch.

You stayed there, your face paralyzed with surprise and anger, without knowing very well what to answer; you didn't want to cause a scene on your first day, but this man was just so rude; That is not an appropriate way to receive a new member. yes, it is normal to have suspicions, but you would appreciate if he had the decency to let his suspicions be known when you weren't present.

—she just introduced herself and already on with the paranoic behavior, Bats? seriously? —Hal stepped in your defense.

—this is a routine procedure; I'm just being cautious.

—He was like that at the beginning with all of us too, don’t worry he’ll warm up to you in no time—Wonder woman whispered in your ear after watching your uncomfortable expression.

Ultimatedly you decided to listen to the amazonian and let that one slide, “is normal to be wary of new things anyways” you repeated yourself.

As the months passed you have grown quite frustrated. Between all the missions and meetings even though you felt your relationship with the rest of the team grow closer and they began to trust you and respect you; your relationship with the Batman stayed pretty much the same.

Yes, there was a bit of progress….a bit.

He was bit more talkative to you, a bit more “friendly”, a bit more trusting.

But it was always just a bit never actually fully a teammate to you, your relationship felt more like distant coworkers.

At the beginning it didn’t worry you too much, until your lack of communication started to mess with your performance in the missions, sometimes something completely bizarre and unexpected would happen and because both of you didn’t know each other very well, the mission would take the double amount of time to resolve since you couldn’t coordinate at all.

One time he almost ran you over with his batwing…

The whole thing was kinda funny looking back on it but at the time you were furious (rightfully so)

In his defense, he didn’t knew you were there…I mean…you basically where standing in his parking spot (not that you knew there was such a thing, most members could fly or at least jump really high, so you kinda always forgot he couldn’t…and to be honest you didn’t know his exact powers)

—Sorry—was all he said as he got out of the strangely shaped flying vehicle and directed only one glance at you to make sure you where ok before entering the building, always maintaining that characteristic calm and cold demeanor.

One day you entered the hall of justice earlier than usual only to find an unexpected guest sitting in one of the empty chairs his gaze fixated on a book, he was wearing a rather colorful suit of some sort matching his green mask, then you realized when you were close enough…he was a C H I L D.

You panicked, why was a child here? Is he some sort of mini spy? How was he able to get through the security system?  Did he touch anything dangerous?

This and many more questions ran through your mind, the child noticed you were looking at him and only gave a polite nod as a greeting before returning his attention to his book.

Perhaps a school trip that you weren’t aware of was taking place and this kid strayed from his class? Perhaps he was looking for one of your teammates to ask for a photo and got lost and decided to wait here for his teacher? That will explain why everyone wasn’t here in the meetings room, perhaps they were busy giving the (hypothetical) group of children a tour?

—Hey kiddo! Are you lost? —you began the conversation in a friendly tone before kneeling down a little in order to appear less imposing…after all he was a child you didn’t wanna scare him.

He looked at you so incredulously.

You could almost hear him think “ma’am wtf are you doing???” through his expressions.

—What’s your name?

—Ummm…uh…Robin?­—He spoke like it was something obvious  while signaling the “R” symbol on his chest.

—Robin, uh? What a pretty name! tell me Robin…why are you here? Are you lost?

Poor boy he was so confused, you didn’t know who he was? Didn’t any of the members told you about him? And more importantly…Why where you talking to him like if he was a 5-year-old?

—No, ma’am…I’m just waiting for Batman.

“Batman? Was he a fan of Batman of all superheroes?”  It surprised you a bit, usually kids tend to like superman or wonder woman more since they are nicer and charismatic, and Batman was the opposite.

—Sorry Kiddo, I don’t think he’s one for photos, perhaps you could ask the others some other time! ­— you began explaining trying to dissuade the kid while guiding him towards the exit.

—He’s not here for photos—smooth as ever…the Bat was behind you.

—He’s my sidekick.

Your jaw dropped, a sidekick? He’s a CHILD! You knew superheroes had sidekicks, but you never knew they were that young!

Before you could even begin to protest, Batman ignored you, looking down at the child and instructing him to collect his things.

—Hurry, you’ll be late for class again. — He said before disappearing behind the door that led to his parking spot.

Robin quickly followed, hanging his backpack over his shoulder before stopping in his tracks directing an apologetic smile towards you and saying:

—Don’t worry miss, I can take care of myself! — He must have noticed the concern on your face before leaving.

Since that day your routine changed.

You would wake up earlier, many times you’ll be the first to arrive to the Hall of justice, and even have breakfast flying on your way there all for one thing: Robin.

Once you learned he was Batman’s sidekick you couldn’t help but worry over that poor child, “what if he gets hurt? Is he eating/sleeping/resting properly?” you just couldn’t help yourself.

At first it was just checking on the kid by just…seeing him in the morning and greeting him casually but there were times he wasn’t there, and you would panic internally and there was no other way to calm your anxiety until you would ask the Bat about the child.

He would always replay shortly: “He’s at home” “He’s at school” “He’s busy” and your conversations always would end there.

One day that Robin was there however, instead of your usual ‘greeting nod’ he started talking to you.

He asked you all sorts of things (that weren’t compromising to your real identity ofc) “What’s your favorite color?” “What music do you like?” “What’s your favorite movie?”

And it started from there.

The conversations with Robin grew not only more frequent but also more personal (as personal as someone with a superhero lifestyle can be), to the point it had become a routine for you to come early and talk to the boy, sometimes you had breakfast together or even helped him with his homework before the Bat would take him to school.

Perhaps it was because you didn’t have many acquittances here on earth, but Robin became family to you.

And family takes care of each other.

It had been a rather difficult and spontaneous mission; Lex Luthor was starting to act a little bit fishy (more than usual) using his connections and money Luthor had been acquiring/robbing very specifically concerning items all over the US, his next objectives: a Radion sample being investigated in a secret laboratory in Star city and a Dionesium sample...contained in the Wayne tower laboratories...

The team decided to split to put a stop to Luthor’s minions and his plan.

The Bat insisted the rest of the team should go to Star city, telling them that he and Robin could handle it, but everyone was immediately against it: Luthor had already collected relatively powerful items and being the intelligent motherfucker he is, probably transformed some of those items to give to his goon’s so they might have a chance in harming any of the members if they were to interfere.

Ultimately, the team agreed you and cyborg would accompany them to Wayne Tower.

Robin was stoked, he would get the opportunity to fight alongside you! But Batman…not so much…he kept trying to lose the two of you on the way there; fortunately, cyborg put a tracker on the batwing, he wasn’t going to get rid of you that easy.

Upon your arrival, you could spot several men (armed like if they were military but with a much more upgraded equipment) already leaving the building, carrying two tanks (presumably full of that substance Martian Manhunter had mentioned before) and heading to a truck without any plates.

Long story short: you organized a plan as quickly as you could but…something went wrong…Cyborg and Robin were supposed to create a distraction while the two of you recovered the tanks without damaging them, since the properties of the substance within remained unknown.

But something went wrong: You and Batman failed to coordinate and so you were spotted by the henchmen, they started aiming their weapons at the two of you, initially you thought a force field generated by the power of your ring would be enough...oh no, honey, you’re so wrong.

Sonic weapons were able to not only break your concentration quickly, but also made your ears bleed! One after another you kept re-making the fields, but the sonic waves so deathly and loud just kept coming.

You don’t know how but you were able to stand your ground long enough to make cover not only for Batman and allow him to get the tanks back safely but also for the rest of your team and give them a slight advantage to take down as many of Luthor’s minions as they could.

And then…you passed out.

You woke up at the infirmary in Justice Hall, your head a mess and wrapped in bandages, you had broken your arm because that shit inside a cast too for some reason…and…your ring was gone!

Panic!

No, never mind it was on the nightstand next to the chair in which batman was sitting on.

WAIT…next to the chair in which batman was sitting on?!?!?!

—How are you feeling? — you didn’t know if it was him suddenly talking or the genuine concern on his voice that startle you, so you just nodded slightly while he approached you.

—Can you hear me properly? —Surprisingly you could, but you still were a bit taken aback by his presence.

—I…­—Before responding your brain reminded you of the fact that you didn’t had your ring on, hence your secret identity was revealed to Batman. Your hands practically flew to your face in embarrassment. You didn’t know why but without your mask you felt naked and vulnerable.

He noticed.

His gaze studying your pained expression before he let out a small sigh.

—I came here…to thank you…and apologize— hesitantly his hands moved to the back of his cowl.

—You not only put yourself in danger for Cyborg and Robin, but you also concerned yourself with my safety even when it was probably my fault that we ended up in that situation —He admitted pressing a hidden button loosing up his cowl before finally taking it off and reviling the most gorgeous man you’ve had ever lay your eyes on.

—And for that I thank you and apologize…sincerely—Such sudden action left you speechless for a while, Batman not only had thanked you and apologized, but he had entrusted his identity to you.

—I think-…I think we started with the wrong foot; you know? —You finally were able to respond, breaking the silence that filled the room and surprising him slightly by your sudden declaration.

—Let’s start again…Hi! I’m Y/N—You imitated the same friendly voice tone you first used to talk to him.

The lips on the man in front of you curved forming a subtle almost imperceptive grin.

—Hello, Y/N, I’m Bruce…Bruce Wayne.

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 WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! IT. TOOK. SO. LONG. Sorry :c

I had a bunch of ideas for this request but ended up going with this one since I wanted to expand on their beginning, I’m still trying to figure out a way to write Bruce and this was my first attempt, so…sorry if it was…bad :c I’ll try harder next time!!!

Any errors you might see, please let me know; English is not my first language so I’m trying to improve.

In the final scene I wanted Bruce to show he recognized the Reader as an equal so that’s why he took it off…still I felt like it could improve.

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I will forever thank you if you go check out my other profile: @aileysmirnov​ where I post things about my OC: edits, one-shots, imagines, art, etc. If you like Greek mythology and the bat family maybe you would get to be a little bit fond of her as much as I am!

Anyway! Thank you for reading!

[midethefangirl]

Captain America: Civil War - My Thoughts

I know this is like 5 years late but for this, I’d like to resurrect a barely dead discourse that succeeded in not just dividing the Avengers but also dividing the fandom. Before we start, content warning for spoilers and let’s dive into this mess.

So, basically, the entire conflict of civil war stemmed from General Thaddeus Ross (who is a hypocritical dick, btw) coming to lecture the Avengers on being destructive despite conducting destructive experiments (ahem, the Abomination and the Hulk) but I digress. Then, Ross presents the Sokovian Accords which is really lengthy and we see Steve reading like a few chapters(?). Now, let us note that the Accords were presented to the Avengers after a mission-gone-wrong killed about 11 people in Lagos (lay-gos, not lah-gos that pronunciation gave me headaches as a Nigerian).

So, the Sokovian Accords were written by 117 countries and vetted by the UN asking for the Avengers to be under oversight (which SHIELD would have done if HYDRA hadn’t infiltrated it in the first place but it is what it is). Somehow, Steve made it about “our right to choose” (how?! Cause I’m not understanding) and decided to not sign*.

*he later got back to sign, then backed out when he learnt that Tony had placed Wanda under house arrest (even though it was for her protection. I do believe Tony should have fully informed Wanda about keeping her in the Avengers’ Tower)

My issues with the plot of Civil War are:

1. The Sokovian Accords were not read out loud or placed on some kind of PowerPoint slide for the audience to understand why Team Cap is against the Accords. No, the fandom wiki is not a source because that one is from Agents of SHIELD and not a lot of MCU fans are familiar with that show (yours sincerely included). Assuming the contents were read out loud or discussed by the Avengers, I’d have understood why Team Cap refused to sign the accords but since none of that was given, I’d remain Team Iron Man for this one.

2. The Sokovian Accords is not the American Constitution. Then again, the MCU fandom tends to be American-centric and most Americans seem to have this belief that the world revolves around them (and it manifests itself in Civil War discourse).

3. Contrary to popular opinion, the Sokovian Accords were about 117 (mostly third-world) countries asserting their sovereignty and boundaries, not taking away rights from the Avengers. If we go by what the MCU wiki claims about the accords, yes, some parts are absurd (like asking for blood samples and using trackers, why are those necessary?). However, when 117 countries state that they want you to respect their boundaries, I think it is best to comply. Unfortunately, respecting boundaries is one thing the USA has a problem complying with and guess who happens to represent America?

4. The Accords affected only their hero lives, not their lives as a civilian. I doubt the UN would limit the Avengers’ movements as civilians

5. Let us not forget how Steve and Clint protect Wanda from accountability and responsibility. Wanda in the MCU is like y/n in many fanfics where everyone (except for the “big bad villain” who in this case is Tony and 117 countries) seems to love her and want to protect her from facing the consequences of her actions. Anyone *ahem Tony* who has a bit of problem with her is suddenly the enemy. Not to mention how Wanda seems to have a knack for causing destruction in African countries (Johannesburg, Lagos, Wakanda)

6. And fandom behaviour from the Team Cap stans

7. Also, why is Civil War not an Avengers part 3? It’s better than making it a Captain America trilogy and then trying to frame Steve as being right.

8. I do believe that the accords were sped up which left little time for the Avengers to discuss and compromise on certain issues. If they were given more time to discuss, compromise and negotiate, I think the movie would have ended better than it had.

9. In addition, I also agree with Team Cap stans on how the UN arbitrarily deciding to shoot Bucky on sight is a human right violation.

10. “The safest hands are our own” why does this sound like a white saviour talk point from Steve? The accords is about 117 countries wanting you to respect their boundaries and the best you can come up with to refute that is saying something a white saviour would say?

11. “Even if the whole world is telling you to move...” just shut the fuck up, this is no way comparable to 117 countries trying to assert their sovereignty.

12. Look if I have to choose between surrendering a few rights as a hero and just dismissing that of civilians as potential damage, I’d go with the former because the people whom I’m suppose to protect come first. For me to dismiss their deaths as “we can’t save em all” is just not it.

13. “She’s just a kid”, a few years later and I still hate that term. One, it’s infantilizing an adult white woman (something white men have historically done and we all know how that went) . Two, while Tony was obviously wrong for not informing Wanda about her house arrest, he was right to keep her in the Tower when they were people who would harm her with every chance they could find. **

** after watching WandaVision, some people might find every reason to want to harm her.

14. Let us also discuss the motivation of those in Team Iron Man vs Team Cap

Team Iron Man

Tony: feels guilty for the events of Age of Ultron, believes that he’s stepped out of line and the Avengers need oversight.

Natasha: believes that the Avengers should listen to the public and the UN after all, if they had one hand on the wheel, they can still steer.

Vision: believes that the Avengers as a whole bring challenge which brings conflict and then catastrophe.

Rhodey: a soldier; believes in following orders especially when it is from the UN and 117 countries.

T’Challa: dude is just there to kill Bucky. I’m sure if Bucky was on team Ironman, my guy would have joined team cap, lmao 😂.

Spider-Man: not really there for a reason except to bring in Steve to Ross. I do agree that Tony shouldn’t have dragged him to the fight without Peter making an informed decision.

Team Cap

Steve: didn’t want to sign because it takes away his “right to choose”. Idk what that means or how it is relevant to the Sokovian Accords but okay. However, I understand his mistrust considering a few movies ago, we found out HYDRA had infiltrated SHIELD and as much as I believe governments are corrupt and the UN is shit, you cannot just enter a country anyhow without warning ahead of time.

Bucky: was his motivation given? I mean, I believe he joined Steve’s side to stop Zeno from unleashing the other winter soldiers. Not that that’s a bad reason, it isn’t.

Sam: again, I don’t think the movie gave us a reason for him being against the Accords. Did he also believe it was taking away his “right to choose”?

Wanda: undecided as of moment of discussion. Joined team cap because Tony placed her on house arrest. While I agree that Tony should have informed her that he was putting her under house arrest and stated the reasons why, I believe it was for good reasons especially when some people might decide to carry out witch hunts (you get it, witch hunts? 😅)

Clint: only joined because Wanda was placed under house arrest. We aren’t given any reason why he would oppose the Accords.

Scott: fan boy of Captain America, need I say more?

15. Also, to Team Cap stans blaming Tony Stark for Team Cap being imprisoned, grow the fuck up. The people in Team Cap are all adults who made their own decisions yet Tony is to blame for them breaking the law (because they did break the law), wtf.

16. “Are you capable of letting go of your ego for one damn second?” Like Steve’s ego didn’t play a part in all this too, lmao.

17. Okay, the final battle was intense and while I believe Bucky was also a victim, I can understand why Tony lashed out at him. The one to blame here is Steve because even if he had no clue Bucky was responsible for the Starks’ death, he still lied to Tony by not telling him who was responsible. It is more appalling to learn that Steve, in an attempt to “protect Tony and Bucky”, was actually covering for HYDRA!

Also, the way Steve stood emotionless while Tony watched a footage of his parents being killed. Yet, he could shield Wanda from watching the news because of how it affected her, okay.

“I can do this all day”, fuck you, Steve

18. Clint exploding at Tony is so fucking hilarious. Tony is right, Clint has a family yet he decided to fight in a war that didn’t concern him. Also, his comments about breaking backs is so tone deaf after Rhodey just broke his back!

19. If Sam was Captain America, I think Civil War wouldn’t have happened at all, from the dialogue in the Raft.

20. Overall, this movie is a fucking mess and I hate it for dividing both the Avengers and MCU fans.

Before I close with this, I want to add that I am not anti-Steve but Civil War really made me hate him. I get, Steve is supposed to be a Boy Scout and shit like that, but he’s a Gary Stu in the MCU, let’s be honest about it. Civil War should have been an Avengers movie, rather than a part of the Captain America trilogy. The Avengers should have been given more time than three days to discuss the Accords and make necessary amendments; after all that went down in Lagos, Wanda should have been made to sit out missions and maybe we could have had someone like Doctor Strange help in training her; Crossbones would have made a great villain but it is what it is; Peter’s introduction to the MCU could have been as him actually interning for the Stark Industries and forming a kind of acquaintance with Tony Stark before Tony finds out that he’s Spider-Man; Steve should have told Tony about HYDRA‘s hands in his parents’ deaths. Anyway, I’ll go read Civil War fix-it fanfics and fanfics where the Avengers are more like family. Fuck Civil War and I’m outta here.

Edit: okay this was a thought I had when I was trying to sleep but it was too good to ignore. Rhodey has a point about Steve arrogance (if that’s the correct term) in saying “the safest hands are our own” and here’s why:

Like he stated “this is not the World Security Council...neither is this SHIELD nor HYDRA” (paraphrased). This is the UN as well as 117 countries. Look, I am as anti-government as one can go and I don’t believe that the UN are reliable (plus, if we really want to go by the AoS version of the Accords, the Accords are flawed and they need amendments), however, given the US records on disrespecting boundaries in many third world countries, I can understand why 117 countries are wary about a bunch of superpowered Americans entering their country.

To us, the Avengers are saving the world. To these 117 countries and the people who have families who were killed in the crossfire (Zemo is a good example), the Avengers are a bunch of nuisances who leave destruction wherever they tread.

I am still neutral on the whole Accords as I don’t know exactly what it entails but for Steve to go “we are surrendering our rights to choose” (again, how is the Accords threatening the Avengers’ right to choose?) when asked to be under oversight is tone deaf.

[ledamemangociana]

RANKING HAISUTE (or the ones i’ve seen so far)

not that anyone has asked me, but i’ve literally been so hyperfixated on these shows for MONTHS and although i’ve gotten my bestie into them now, it’s not like i can bombard them with all these deep-ish dives into these things and how much and why i love them, so i thought HEY why not just put it out into the ether coz DAMN i really wanna talk about them.

under the cut for length (HELLA LENGTH) and spoilers.

let me preface this first by saying i havent seen ALL the shows yet. i havent ever watched the first run of Itadaki No Keshiki, and i havent seen any of the new Karasuno cast shows yet, as by the time i had gotten hooked on these shows, the time to watch Strongest Challengers and Battle At The Garbage Dump on DMM.com had passed, and with my limited budget (i havent been able to work properly since literally mid-July last year), it’ll be a while before i can afford their twin pack DVD when it comes out next month. ALTHOUGH i am hoping to be able to download Fly High on DMM.com before the availability runs out in the middle of March, if i’ll actually have enough money for that.

additionally, i rank these from my least favorite to most favorite, but that does not mean that i hate or dislike any of them. in fact, i have little to zero negative things to say about any of these shows. i just happen to love some more than the others, and i think you’ll be able to tell by how long i go on about each show. i’ll TRY to keep things concise but im telling you now, i’ve already tried this once until an accidental button press erased everything i had written, and this will not be short. at all.

i’ll start first with the things i love about Haisute in general:

quite obviously, the projections. before i finally saw Haisute this year, i had only ever seen BNHA, KNY and Kuroshitsuji musicals, and while they have awesome set pieces, i had never seen video projections utilized the way Haisute does, and i think it’s so wonderful and creative, and so technically sound on everyone’s part. like, it has to be so precise with cast performance and blocking and sound and lights...like. dudes. shout-out to the tech staff of Haisute, y’all are amazing.

the acting performances in general. i dont think there’s a bad actor at all in any of these. some stiff-ish performances (Noah Ishikura as Lev, but mostly in SoE, which was his first time acting ever, so understandable), maybe, but even those actors do great when they’re having a pivotal moment, scene or dialogue. it’s hard to pick faves but somehow i do have them, lol - Kenta Suga as Hinata (obviously), Kentaro as Daichi, Hiroki Ino as Suga, Kousuke Asuma as Oikawa, literally ALL THREE BOKUTOS, literally BOTH AKAASHIS, Ami Saito as Yachi, Tatsunari Kimura as Kageyama, and my top two faves, Shori Kondo and Takato Nagata as KuroKen. for obvious reasons (see: my numerous gifsets that i still have so much to add to alkdjf).

the music is WONDERFUL. the varieties across shows, teams and characters while still maintaining the main themes are just so good. it’s easier for them to be highlighted to since there isnt any singing, and so many moments are told through the music rather than the music accompanying the moment imo.

the choreography is gold af. im sad we lose HIDALI after Tokyo Battle, but im sure the rest of the shows still keep that amazing spark. but i juST. HIDALI’s choreography is iconic. i’ll talk abt it a bit more in some of the entries in the list.

OKAY, now on to the rankings.

7. View from the Top (2nd Run) so again, I DONT HATE ANY OF THESE SHOWS. the reason this is at the bottom of my list is mostly because of what it doesnt have through no fault of its own, rather than anything that it does. i personally love watching character growth and evolution, so for the most part, the first story in anything that has multiple follow-ups tend to be my least favorite part, and i come to enjoy them more as a “look how far we’ve come” thing. that being said, i do think this was such an awesome show to kick-off what has become an iconic 2.5D franchise. so much of it feels like the transition from potential to kinetic energy. a little show that could, and then did. i do think i enjoy this more with a nostalgic sort of fondness than i do with a “look how cool this thing is!” feeling, but again, that’s coz i enjoy watching things changing rather than at the start. what definitely stands out to me here is that i came to it this as only my fourth 2.5D franchise, and the ones i’d watched before this were so different in staging and execution, and that really had me hooked. also, this franchise honestly is one of the best casting in any show i’ve ever seen in my life, like wtf, i havent seen a badly cast actor at all, even for the side characters i dont really pay that much attention to otherwise. you cant help but be sucked into the bright light that is Kenta Suga, and Kousuke Asuma has to be the most Oikawa Oikawa to ever Oikawa anything Oikawa. Tatsunari, Ryotaro and Justin absolutely jumped right out of the manga and anime and onto the stage as Kags, Tsukki and Asahi. and GAWD do i love me some Kentaro and Hiroki as DaiSuga. i went in a big fan and simp of Hiroki Ino and Sugawara, so for the first couple of watches, i was heavily focused on Ino!Suga, but by the third rewatch, Ken-chan came around a corner and smacked me in the face with a 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire. when that man smiles, i just get murdered.

6. Start of the Giant i honestly had a hard time picking between this and InK for the bottom spot, not because i hate this (AGAIN, I DONT HATE ANY OF THESE SHOWS), but because of how this show feels to me. ultimately, i picked this one to win over InK because of how much character progression is shown between these two shows. stating the obvious, KAZUMA KAWAHARA. HOO BOY. and big, BIG shout-outs to Kouhei Shiota for portraying Tanaka’s emotional roller-coaster so excellently to stride alongside Ennoshita’s big journey and Kazuma’s powerhouse performance. i also wanna spotlight how much more comfortable Tatsuya Kageyama was in his second go-around as Kags, and how well Keita Tanaka and Naoki Tanaka came in as new(old)!Daichi and new!Suga. it took me a while to get to this show because i was so sad to lose Ken-chan and Hiroki after SoE, and i thought i just would not be able to love DaiSuga the same way. turns out that that’s a good thing, because they do play similar but different DaiSugas to Kentaro and Hiroki. it possibly also helped to know that KT wasn’t entirely new, and to have known of Naoki from BNHA (with Hiroki!), although i hadnt known it was him until i started the show up at last, lol. Kentaro got to play a captain who was warm and very much one of the boys, someone who was growing into the role of a captain of a team that had a very real chance of going farther than it had in a while, while KT got to play a Daichi who, fittingly, was more established as a pillar of the group (and im sure the storytelling of this show helped with that), more of that Dadchi that we know and love. Hiroki got to play a gentle but mischeivous Suga who was all about watching over and taking care of the team, watching and waiting for his turn while understanding that Kags was their best chance, while Naoki got to play a more active, more athletic Suga who was becoming more active the closer the team got to Nationals. their performances stood out not just coz they were new, but because of the theme of this story in particular, about captains and leading, so i thought it was quite a nice way to welcome them into the fold. i also of course enjoyed Johzenji and Wakunan, maybe Johzenji more than Wakunan. i saw someone say they’re a bit like Fukurodani and Nekoma lite, and i can totally see and agree with that. this show also feels a bit like Revival lite, in that it’s got a fun first half and then a more action-packed second match with an emotional gutpunch at the end. but ultimately, this is lower on my list because, through no major fault of its own, it felt like a filler show, considering what was coming after this. it felt a bit like “lets’ get on with this story so we can get on to the last hurrah that everyone is looking forward to.” of all the side teams to have been portrayed in the Engeki story, i feel like i remember johzenji and wakunan less. again, that’s not really anyone’s fault, it’s just where this show was positioned in the timeline and what it was ultimately representing. as a parting thought tho, i just wanna shout-out the new lighting scheme they did for this show, especially coming from SoE where there was a lot of darkness or back-lighting. this show is brighter lit in general than most of the shows that came before it, and idky exactly but i do appreciate that a lot.

5. Winners And Losers objectively, this is probably one of the top 3 shows in all of Haisute’s history. but it’s lower on my list because it is the most taxing to watch and rewatch, not because it’s too slow or anything like that, but because it really just is such a tiring story, and i think that’s deliberate on the part of the writers and directors. this was Karasuno’s first major loss, and it was against an opponent they thought they knew, so of course the lead-up had to be a big deal. it’s also a story that revolves quite a bit around kageyama reaching a turning point and learning a few lessons that would ultimately change him, so the story had to also execute that change happening not just in Kageyama but around him. add to that the fact that this was Tatsunari’s goodbye performance (as well as Shohei’s as Noya, but then he doesn’t really get a big emotional moment here) and it’s just heavy on the emotions all around. the comedic distraction of ShoriTaka as Tetsuko and Kenko was honestly quite welcome, lmao. quick little shout-out to Kousuke Asuma and Allen Kohatsu as IwaOi, since they got to really show off the different sides to both those characters in this, and they just are stellar in general. that bit at the end of one of their flashbacks where Iwa-chan tells Oikawa that he’s not the only one fighting, there’s six people in that team, and Oikawa breaks into laughter as Kousuke strips off the flashback jacket, and Iwa’s like “uuuhhh did i hit you too hard, or?” UGH, i love that bit, that almost creepy laugh from Kousuke and the way he comes out of it to say “suddenly im not so upset” is just SO good. im also so happy to see Hiroki get his due as Suga when he finally gets to step up to the plate - or net, as it were - and basically pinch-hit for Kags. he plays senpai!Suga so sweetly, like you really can’t help but love him coz he’s so caring. i also did not expect to be hit right in the feels with the switch back from him to Kageyama, but that bit where he says “it’s frustrating, but hinata’s expression when he’s hitting my sets is different from when it’s yours” really got me. and then when he had to leave the court, asahi and daichi send a fist bump his way, and he gives just this tiny fist bump wave that’s both tired and disappointed and sad, and it’s juST! it hurts me everytime. and before this gets long, im gonna just spotlight the last 10-15 minutes of the show, right after Karasuno loses. Kenta absolutely nails Hinata’s expression in the manga, that wide-eyed disbelief and shock. and then when Daichi tells him not to apologize because he didn’t miss, when Daichi just walks over and hugs him, good gawd. (sidebar, but i’m so glad i got to see that bit with both Ken-chan here and KT in Strongest Team.) and the way Hinata couldn’t move after thanking the audience, not even after Ukai called him back, so Daichi had to actually go get him? my heart was in PIECES. and then the fuggin dinner scene. LORD ABOVE. like, if you dont love Kenta Suga as Hinata, this is the scene that should convince you you’re wrong.

4. The Strongest Team this is right smack dab in the middle of the list because it’s probably the best staged show of all the seven that i’ve seen, but it also hurts me so much for all the obvious reasons. this is the one i’ve rewatched the least, and everytime i rewatch it, i cry as if it’s the first time im watching it. the whole show absolutely feels like a tribute to the Karasuno cast and all the growth they’ve had and contributed to Haisute over their three years with the show, and the entire thing feels so fond, if that makes any sense. everyone on the team gets a big emotional moment, and it’s so sweet to see them each paid tribute. aside from them, i gotta AGAIN shout-out kousuke as oikawa. i like aoba josai enough, i like oikawa enough as a character, but that moment when kousuke absolutely broke down in the locker room after losing to karasuno broke my heart, even more so knowing that he absolutely felt all that gratitude because he wasnt sure he’d be able to come back to the show coz of his hip injury. i think one little moment that doesnt get as talked about as it should is just after he and Iwaizumi have that short convo of always being each other’s partners even after they’ve moved on to different schools. they do their fist bump, and then Iwa walks away, but Kousuke/Oikawa is still absolutely in tears, and as Iwa walks off, he just kind of reaches out and lets out a pained “Iwa-chan!” that’s just barely audible, and that jUST. GETS ME EVERYTIME. hell, im feeling a little heartstring pull right now just thinking about it. i also wanna shout-out Shiratorizawa because Engeki made me actually care about them. like, okay - i dont hate Shiratorizawa, at all. but watching the anime, despite having an entire season be around them, i just never really latched onto them. i like Ushiwaka enough, and i just...dont like Tendou (sue me). but Engeki Haikyuu has a habit of spotlighting other teams and characters enough to make you actually think about them and care about them, and Shiratorizawa was the biggest example of that for me. their theme is awesome, it’s this big, deep, heavy thing that feels as big and broad as the players look. and i could feel their almost militaristic teamwork when the coach is on them, and it’s so good. speaking of Coach Washijo, shout-out to that flashback scene to his younger days. Kenta looked absolutely risible in the wig and giant eyebrows, but i think it was an important touch to have the person playing Hinata be the person playing younger Washijo, because their inner conflicts are basically the same, and Washijo comes to appreciate Hinata’s efforts because of it, so i thought that was a nice touch. (still dont like Tendou tho, sue me.) i gotta end this entry coz it’s getting long, so im just gonna quickly list my favorite scenes/moments:

Yamaguchi’s pinch serve, and bringing out the spear. Kairi Miura wields that spear like he’s been doing it all his life.

Tsukki’s big “GODDAMMIT I THINK I LOVE VOLLEYBALL NOW” moment. the expression on ryotaro’s face right at the end of that scene, where he’s basically saying “it’s just a club, AND YET!” uuuggggghhhh, please i love it. also, shout-out to when Hinata pointed at him and just said “...nice.” like...that always feels like only half Hinata and Tsukki, and more half-Kenta and his best friend Ryotaro, just like the “Tsukki! that one was worth a 100 points!” line that absolutely gets Ryotaro so that on the live cam he had to turn his head away before he meant to for the next bit.

that moment in the last-ish set of the match where everyone is just DESPERATE to win, so it becomes this frantic rally and volley where everyone just starts to grunt and yell louder and louder, and people are running back and forth and jumping and diving, and it’s just this cacophony of sound and blur of movement that just seems to stretch on and on, until finally Shiratorizawa just yells “SHUT UP! WE’RE STRONGER!” and knocks all of Karasuno down. WHEW. that bit is just. WHEW. i almost always forget to breathe at that point. and then the waterworks get turned on as Ukai tearfully tells them to get back up, because volleyball is a sport where you HAVE to look up. LORDDDDD.

the bit towards the end of the match, after tsukki returns from his injury, where they absolutely acted out Ushiwaka pushing Hinata and Tsukki to the floor and holding their heads down. when i first watched it, i gasped because that is straight out of the anime and manga, and then when the rest of Karasuno came in to pull Ushi off, i just turned into a giant sobbing mess.

the graduation curtain call, obviously, but in particular, the bit that will ALWAYS, WITHOUT FAIL, destroy me is when Kenta says “this show was so tiring and tough sometimes, but when i look back, all i can remember are the good times, the best times.” GODDAMMIT IM TEARING UP BADLY RN JUST THINKING ABOUT THAT BIT.

3. Summer Of Evolution this is where the lines between the rankings get a little bit blurred, because i love these top three equally for the most part, but i had to choose a number two (i absolutely know what my number one is), and when i really think about it, SoE just gets edged out by my number two, but barely. i think what i love the most about this show is that this, more than any of the other shows, really portrays these characters as high school kids. and that’s not just because part of the story is set in the school and it’s actually showing the school sometimes, but coz they’re going through and portraying teenage experiences and emotions. most of the other shows portray the team in matches, so we’re seeing them more as volleyball players than teenagers or students, but we get to finally see that here, and it’s really refreshing. other than that, im gonna try to just list some of my highlights and favorites again coz i dont wanna keep going too long:

im so glad to finally have girls on the show, and not just in a “YAY FEMINISM! GIRL POWER! WHOO!” kind of way. kiyoko has always felt like an inextricable part of the team for me, so it was bittersweet to have such a great Karasuno cast but without a Kiyoko, so i was REALLY happy to finally get her here! and for a first time actor ever, Shizune was so awesome! she absolutely has that gentle strength that Kiyoko has, and the way she’s been written in absolutely does feel like she’s always been there. i do wish she got more to do with the third year boys, but all in all, it’s SO good to have an actual Kiyoko who absolutely looks like she came out of the manga.

im also just so DAMN happy about Yachi and her portrayal here. i think ami saito is so dang perfect, and yachi is such a fun addition that fits right in with the chaotic fun of Karasuno. one thing that i REALLY love, though, is how she gets to just act. before Haisute, my only experience of female characters and actors on a 2.5D stage is with Uraraka (and two or three other female students) in BNHA and Elizabeth in Kuroshitsuji, and those characters are your typical cutesy girls, and their movements and body language are so typically girly, you know what i mean, those softer arms and smaller movements, looser fingers, these little “Kyaa~” things, those things. but Kiyoko, Yachi and Saeko arent like that, so that’s not how they’re portrayed here. Ami as Yachi is just as loud and expressive and active as the Karasuno boys, bar actually playing in a match. also, her chemistry with Kenta is SO GOOD. i dont really ship YachiHina, i think they’re cute friends, but BOY DID THESE TWO MAKE ME RETHINK THAT. ami’s Yachi with Kenta’s Hinata made me think “YOU KNOW WHAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE THESE TWO GO ON A CHAPERONED DATE.” they’re adorable. a particular fave of mine is when hinata climbs a tree to help a baby bird back into its nest and he asks Yachi if she wants to climb up too, and also after Yachi finishes making the Hinata poster, she jumps onto the back of Hinata’s bike and they ride off-stage together. PLEASE IT’S SO CUTE.

also: SAEKO NEE-SAN PLEASE STEP ON ME.

OH HI FUKURODANI. they are such good chaos boys, i love them. i dont have much to say about them here just yet, but WOW im so glad to have them onstage at last.  

NEKOMA IS BACK THANK GAWD I LOVE NEKOMA. of all the teams portrayed, i think nekoma is the one that feels the most connected together (AHA!). like, even when they have a new character and/or cast member, the new ones never really stand out as new, they feel like they’ve always been there. this play really showcases the teams at their most casual so we dont get to see as much of their excellent teamwork and connection as we do in past and future shows, but you really get a sense of their family dynamic and just GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH, and honestly dont get me started on ShoriTaka, i will literally never stop

shout-out to Tatsuya Kageyama, he had big shoes to fill not just in terms of character but also as an actor, since this is his first show ever. much like with KT and Naoki as DaiSuga, it does feel like he plays a similar enough Kageyama without just mimicing Tacchu. this is also the right Kags arc to introduce a new Kageyama actor with as well, since there’s a big change after that loss to Aoba Josai and Oikawa, so i think the writing of the show also absolutely helped Kage-chan ease into his role, and helped the audience ease into this new Kageyama. overall, i think he did an awesome job, and we’re really fortunate to have had two awesome Kageyamas before gen 1/1.5 changed to gen 2.

i also just noticed/realized that the backstage video for SoE starts with the introduction of Kage-chan and Fucchi as new cast members, and ends with the farewell to Ken-chan and Hiroki as graduating members, and i know that’s just natural coz the first time the Karasuno cast met the two new members was at the photoshoot for visuals, but also what a nice little circle of life there.

COMING INTO THE HOMESTRETCH NOW, if you’ve made it this far, thank you SO MUCH, im sorry, i really just have a tendency to ramble, and like i said, i dont really have anyone or an opportunity to talk this deep about these shows to, so thanks so much for your time.

2. Karasuno, Revival! WHEW okay, so idk if this is Unpopular Opinion or controversial coz objectively it is the best show so far, and i’ve put it only at number 2. BUT LISTEN: before i saw Tokyo Battle, this was absolutely my number 1 favorite. the Dateko match is so good and so fun to watch, and honestly, that rap battle gives me so much life im almost immortal now. i LOVE that they also got to show ikejiri (THANK YOU KENTA SUGA) and ken-chan as daichi got his moments because of it, and it gave us “katou tou shinakya, katenai!” as an iconic quote and theme for the show, we got a fantastic moment for Asahi that was paid off from the previous show, also honestly “otchita kyougo, tobenai garasu” is just gonna be stuck in your head forever for a while. we also got Kousuke and Allen’s excellent IwaOi back, bringing with them their “Iwa-chan, are you my mom” dynamic (and gawd the cackle i let out when Iwa yeets a volleyball at Oikawa, or that turn and yell that makes Oikawa yelp as he exits off stage lkasdjf), which is always a plus. but! BUT!! best thING FOR ME???? NEKOMA, BABY!! like im sorry, im biased, but i fuggin LOVE nekoma, kuroo is my favorite character in the entire series, and Haisute really gave them a fantastic story and dynamic, because again, there’s so much you can do on stage that you sometimes cant do in anime or manga, so they were really able to highlight Nekoma’s famous teamwork, especially when centered around Kenma. more on that later, but like. it was just such a JOY to watch Karasuno, still kind of scattered puzzle pieces at this point trying to figure out how to best go together to create one big picture, go up against the smooth teamwork of Nekoma, and learn and grow from it. also they honestly have the best team theme music and team dance, fite me. also thank you Haisute for making KuroDai so painfully real lakdsfj

1. Tokyo Battle okay okaY OKAY OKAY OKAY. i think there are some people who actually like this the least coz it’s just too different from the rest of the shows that came before it - no Karasuno, less projections, different music style, aesthetically different stage, etc. B U T. aside from me just being biased because Nekoma are my favorite team, i actually think many of those differences are what makes this show my favorite one. first of all, the music is LIT AF. the themes for each team are so distinct, they really help play up the animal motifs that are played up the most in this show than in any of the others. secondly, THAT CHOREOGRAPHY THO. good gawd. HIDALI said “it’s our last Haisute, let’s go out with a bang” and they really fuggin did. Fukurodani absolutely is TOKYO PARTY TIME, they got to really play up their party birds schtick and i love it. Nohebi i cannot HELP but love because i love snakes, but also, with Nohebi’s cast, you can tell the choreographers were so happy to finally have an actual technical dancer. they had yuu fukuzawa doing the most and then some in playing up the snake theme, and it’s literally so hypnotic to watch his pops, locks and isolations. he’s also just such an AWESOME daisho, and it helps that nohebi are written to be cunning and sneaky. i also love that he and Kuroo seem to actually have a lot of untold history, and i kind of wish we could get a bit more elaboration on that, coz Yuu’s and Shori’s chemistry as frenemy team captains is SO GOOD. and then of course. NEKOMA, BABY!! so okay. kenma absolutely should be the lead of this show, and he is, BUT he’s also, to a certain extent, inextricable from Kuroo and the rest of the team, so that you dont always get that feeling of Kenma being in the spotlight the same way Hinata is (for understandable reasons since Nekoma arent even really the main characters of the story as a whole), and i think that’s important because, again, Nekoma is all about that teamwork and connection. like, Kenma is the lead because he thinks for Nekoma, and Nekoma acts accordingly, instead of how it is usually where the story is showing Hinata’s perspective alone. it also feels like that in terms of the actors. like, technically Takato is zachou, and he is, but also several times in the curtain call speeches, the cast members refer to or mention both Takato and Shori together. even Takato says that when he had spoken to Kenta about how nervous he was about taking up the zachou mantle from him, Kenta had said “if it’s you and shori, you’ll be fine.” they are a unit, and it really comes across in their portrayals of Kuroo and Kenma as well, and even if you love nothing else about this show, you literally cannot help but love that about them. i think the show does a great job revolving the Nekoma team dynamic around that too without making it the ONLY thing that keeps Nekoma together. the star of the show is absolutely the theme of “connection” (more than the other theme of promises), and if you’ve seen the show and you dont cry at the “Tsunage” section as Nekoma wins the match against Nohebi, then are you really watching the show lmao.

OKAY OKAY I’VE REALLY RAMBLED ON, and if you made it all the way here, THANK YOU AND IM SORRY. but also, there’s still a lot of things i wanna talk about that i didnt talk about here coz im mostly a scatterbrain and live half my life radiating BDE - Bokuto Dumbass Energy. so if you’re also ridiculously obsessed with these shows and wanna talk about it, my inbox is open. someone come hyperfixate with me while i make SO MANY MORE GIFSETS OHMYGOD ALL THE GIFSETS geezas crust when i get to Tokyo Battle i will be insufferable.

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I really want Sally to be a character on this and not just a fish. I have made many posts about reasons she should be in it. Here’s another;

I’d want her to be a God. For my headcanon of Sally, her, Dream, and Philza are Gods. Technoblade is a demigod. 

This is a extremely long post because I got really carried away. 

LONG STORY SHORT. 

Sally and Dream used to be friends, he banished her which is why she abandoned her family. She then returns because she’s received letters about what's been happening, having heard enough about Dream’s tyranny and what he’s done to her family. 

Keep reading if you wanna see the long version. 

Sally and Dream go way back, they’ve known each other in other worlds, other generations. They’ve fought and started wars together but then things started to change when she came across Wilbur and found another God, not living above the humans/and various other species but among them. 

She fell in love with Wilbur and started to grow distant from the Godly games that her and Dream often played on the ‘mortals.’

Philza, the Angel of Death, the God who walks amongst the humans, knows the pain, the sorrow but the love and laughter. He shows her the worth of humanity.

Sally and Dream fight. To Dream they are above the mortals, they are the makers and destroyers of the world underneath them. They’re things to play with. He see’s the world as his dollhouse and the people in it, his toys. 

They come to an uneasy agreement, with Dream parting and going another way and Sally staying with Wilbur, never to contact each other again. 

Years pass and eventually Wilbur and co. settle in a new land, a new place and Sally sets eyes on a familiar face. The Green Eyed God’s smile falters as he looks at her and their family. Neither say anything as they make their way to the house Wilbur had constructed for them. 

The avoid each other. Sally acts a bit on edge but many think it’s just due to being nervous for the baby’s arrival. She always has an eye on Dream. He’s different from the last time she saw him. She can’t help but think he’s learnt what she has as she spars with mortals, laughing with them, building with them. The smile seems genuine but there’s a glint in his eyes, there’s a darkness the falls across them when his friends turn around. 

She has her baby and she’s ecstatic, happy and busy. She doesn’t have time to keep an eye on the God as she fusses over the new child. Soon the house is even fuller as Wilbur, Philza and Technoblade return home with a new child. And then months later, they all come home with a box that has another child in it. She frowns at Philza who smiles happily as the three young children run around them. 

Then one day she’s out hunting by herself because sometimes she wants the thrill of the chase, sometimes she misses it. This is when the God finally approaches her. 

Since Wilbur appearance on what he considers his territory, Dream had grown weary of the man. He wasn’t like the others in his doll house, he questioned things, changed things and changed others minds. Then the children came and soon he found that with more and more people around, it was becoming hard to control it all. The main source of his problem was Wilbur. So he approaches Sally. 

They dance around the subject at first, but eventually end up in a heated argument. Sally realises that he hasn’t changed, just the game. He still believed he was above them, above the mortals. Dream sees her as weak. And in one way she was. Unlike Dream she didn’t flex her powers as much anymore, shifting only really to entertain the kids. Rarely using the cheats to life she was created with. This meant that when their argument grew into a fight, Dream dominated. 

Dream: I want you and your family gone.

Sally: This is our home. I will not force them to leave because of you.

Dream: Then I’ll kill them.

And he’s so nonchalant about it. So dismissive about something so important, so precious. 

Sally: Don’t you dare lay a hand on them. 

Dream: They don’t work here, and if you won’t move on then I’ll just... get rid of them. 

Sally: You can’t just do that-

Dream: Except I can. We can. We used to do it all the time. 

Sally: We were wrong. 

Dream: No. We were right. There was a lot more control when we held the reins. When we made the decisions. 

Sally: Fuck you. I will make sure you-

Dream: Are you forgetting who has the upper hand here? You aren’t even a fraction of what you used to be. So pathetic, weak. And don’t even think your family could do any better against me. I’d crush them like a bug. 

And he’s right. Sally could see the flames in his eyes. Where her and her family stood right now, even with two gods and a demigod, they didn’t stand a chance against someone who had spent years honing his craft. 

Sally: Please. Please don’t hurt them.

Dream: I can’t hear you. 

Sally: Please, Dream. Let them stay, let them live. Don’t hurt them. I will do anything to let them stay here. They’re so happy. 

Dream: Leave.

Sally: Dream pl-

Dream: They can stay if you leave. If you love your precious humans and family so much, leave. I will make a deal with you. I will leave them alone as much as I possibly can, if you leave. 

Sally: Leave... them? 

Dream: Now. Just don’t go home and leave them. 

Sally: Now?

Dream: I could kill them? 

Sally: Fine. Fine. I won’t return here if you leave them alone. 

Dream: Deal.

They shake hands and Sally finds herself forced from the land, screaming through the air, through time, through dimensions. Eventually she lands in some water. On the beach, theres some people staring gobsmacked at the person who just fell from the sky. This is a new world and rudimentary. She makes her way onto the beach and cries as people crowd her. 

Years pass. Wilbur slowly stopped hoping for Sally to return, never understanding why she went out one day and never returned. Stopped, mentioning her to the children. Eventually they stopped asking. They all moved on. 

Then one day, Dream is surveying the crater where L’Manburg used to be, smiling. Next to him is George and Sapnap. They’re talking about something when he’s suddenly forced out the world. George and Sapnap are confused and go looking for him. At the very same time, someone pops into existence next to a prison, on a beach. Sally looks up, eyes wide before looking for someone to talk to. She’s different, holds herself different. She comes across Sam. There Sam agree’s to take her to L’Manburg confused why this stranger would want to see that. When they get there she breaks a little, a tear rolling down her face but her face soon hardens when she hears who did it. She turns to Sam and asks him to take her to them. He doesn’t know where they live so she settles for the next person she can think of: 

Ranboo. 

Ranboo came from her world. They’d found a way for him to travel from Sally’s world into Dreams and a way for him to send her notes and letters on the things that are happening. But then the letters stopped. Sally knew of Ranboo’s memory issues so assumed he lost the book and therefore, forgot he needed to send letters back. The last letters she received were of Tommy’s exile and she knew then that Dream had broken his end of the agreement which meant she could break hers. He hadn’t left her family alone. But she wanted to give herself time before Dream confronted her so she managed to pull him out of his world and replace herself, if only for a few hours. 

Eventually she finds Ranboo, and seeing Sally triggers his memory and they catch up. She demands to see Philza and Technoblade. Once she’s there, Philza and her argue about some things but Technoblade is a little bit warmer to her. You see whenever they had to participate in wars, Sally and Technoblade did have a lovely time together. Sally had an appreciation for humans, doesn’t mean she still didn’t love a bit of chaos, Dream just took it too far. 

Eventually Sally during the confrontation is forcefully teleported to Dream who has managed to make his way back onto his world. He’s furious. They both argue. People gather because who is this new person and why is Dream yelling at them with such fury. Ghostbur/Alivebur (whatever he ends up being) see’s Sally and is immediately like wtf which triggers Fundy to be like MUM!?!? 

Dream’s all like nope, I’m going to send you away again and Sally’s like not this time bitch.

Sally: You broke the agreement. 

Dream: I think you’ll find, you did. 

Sally: Don’t try and turn this on me. You didn’t leave them alone. You’ve tortured my family enough!

Dream: What are you, a weak god like yourself, going to do about it? 

Sally: How many lives do you have Dream? 

Dream: What?

Sally: How many lives?

Dream: Three. 

Sally: Wrong. 

Shoots him with an arrow, killing him. 

Sally: You have two. 

And then as chaos erupts she drags her family and any allies away into the wilderness. 

From there they regroup and gather resources, she secretly hires Sam as a builder for them and pays him for secrets to the prison. They all work through issues, though some they struggle to iron out but agree to work together for a common cause. 

And then etc. This post is obscenely long. I’ll end the idea there. You get the gist. 

Sally would be a great addition. 

[smutsonian]

All it takes

Pairing: Dark Thor x Reader

Summary: your mother works as Thor’s housemaid and you had to take over your mother’s job after she got sick

Warning/s: smut, dark thor, naive reader, manipulative thor, dub/con, daddy kink, talks about hospitals and illnesses that I don't know shit about, a lot of words and i mean A LOT of building up and shit

Word Count: 5306 (this was supposed to be just a drabble so wtf have i done?)

strawberrypoptartodinson said: Dark sugardaddy thor x reader pls

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Y/N stood in front of the door, trying to ease her breathing. Trying to conjure enough confidence to knock on the prestigious door. This wasn’t supposed to happen, she thinks. But for my mother, I’ll do anything.

(FLASHBACK STARTS)

You silently cried as you watched the nurses take your mother to the ICU. It was unexpected. You and your mother were just having your usual dinner at home when she fell to the floor, unconscious. You immediately called for help which got you to where you are now.

The hospital.

You waited and waited… and waited. You never left the hospital. You never left your mother’s side. How could you? She was the only one you have. She was the only family you’ve got. You would do anything to protect her.

Nurses that come every once in a while always advise you to go home, take a shower and rest but you never listen to them. You would never leave your mother. Not when she needed you most. But then the doctor told you what was happening with your mother’s health and that’s when you snapped out of it.

Apparently, your mother has been suffering from a disease for a while now and she never told you about it. She would come in and out of the hospital to have a check-up but the doctor told you that she stopped coming all of a sudden. You remembered how you just started taking classes again because your mother had enough money to help you and insisted that you quit your job because she can pay for your classes. The day you started taking classes is the day she stopped visiting the hospital.

“What?” you whispered, feeling like a shitty daughter for not knowing anything and being the reason why your mother is in that death bed right now. To make it worse, the doctor had to tell you that your mother needed surgery as soon as possible.

“Then carry on with the surgery. Please! Please save my mother.” you begged, willing to drop down to your knees and beg some more. The doctor looked at you sadly and told you the rules about paying before proceeding with the surgery.

Then your mother woke up and told you to just leave it be. She told you to continue going to your classes and asked for a favor. She asked for you to pay her employer a visit and tell him what has been happening so he wouldn’t be confused as to why she stopped going to work. She wanted you to quit for her. 

And that’s what you did. You went to her employer’s house but not with the agenda of quitting for her.

(FLASHBACK ENDS)

 *Knock knock knock* She knocks softly on the door as she took a deep breath, easing her nerves. She straightened her back when she heard rustling on the other side of the door and wore her best smile. Well, it’s now or never. You’re doing this for mother.

The door opened and revealed Adonis himself- or what seemed to be a reincarnation of the god. He was unbelievably tall. He can tower over anyone and he is definitely towering over her. His short hair is as golden as the riches he probably kept deep into his mansion. His beard is neatly groomed that just added to his rich guy aura. His ocean eyes held emotions but are hidden far back by his intimidating gaze. He’s wearing a gray shirt that hugged his physique and showed off his humungous arms and black sweats that fit his long legs. To keep things short, he’s beautiful.

His stoic yet handsome face twisted into a smile that had Y/N’s heart leaping in anxiety. Who knew that her mother worked for a 21st-century version of Adonis? 

“Can I help you?” his voice that held so much authority spoke up.

Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment as she cleared her throat and spoke quietly, “Hi! Umm, Mr. O-Odinson?” 

He elicited a low chuckle and nodded in agreement, “Yeah. That’s me! But please, call me Thor.”

Y/N nodded in confirmation and sucked on her bottom lip absentmindedly. One of her mannerisms whenever she gets nervous. “Yeah… Well, my mother, __, she’s not really doing well right now. She’s currently in the hospital.” 

“Oh… That’s why she hasn’t come in for a week now.” Thor nodded, deep in his own thoughts. “Is she going to be alright?” Thor’s questioned made Y/N blink blankly at nothing for a few seconds. How can such a beautiful man like Thor own a beautiful heart? How is that even possible? He’s handsome and he cares for your mother. Maybe he’ll accept your offer to take your mother’s job. 

“Little one? You alright?” Thor’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. What was the nickname all about?

“Yeah. I’m sorry. And no. She’s not doing too good and she needs to have surgery so she wouldn’t be able to come here anymore.”

“But that’s where I come in!” Y/N squeaked out before Thor could even say anything.

“Sorry...” Y/N smiled sheepishly but continued.

“Mr. Thor, I- My mother needs to go through surgery but we don’t have enough money to pay for it. If it’s okay with you, I would like to take over my mother’s job for her. Please, Mr. Thor? If it’s alright with you? We really need money for her surgery.” Y/N swallowed all her pride and begged the man in front of her.

Thor stared at her for a while, probably thinking about her words as she anticipated for his next words.

“Why don’t you come in and then we can talk about it, yes?” his voice held so much authority and seriousness that Y/N could only nod and follow him through the gigantic mansion.

Y/N yelped as oil started spitting out of the pan she was heating up. She hissed at the burning sensation when a drop fell on her forearm. “Ouch” she rubbed on the spot at a fast pace, hoping the pain would just go away. “You okay, little one?” Thor spoke up from behind her, watching everything that happened with an amused glint in his eyes. He stood up and walked over to her and stopping just inches in front of her. He was towering over her when he leaned down close to her face. 

“W-what-“ Y/N stuttered as she stared up at him.

“Relax, little one” Thor gave her a reassuring smile and moved his face to the side of hers, reaching behind her to shut the stove off. Y/N looked up at him, trying to hide the embarrassment from her facial features when Thor gave her a cheeky smile as he looked down at her.

Y/N yelped when Thor took her forearm and checked the small burn. “Relax, little one. I’m just trying to help you. We should put an ointment on this.” he tooted as he started opening drawers and cabinets, looking for something. Y/N stood still, breathing heavily and trying to get over the fact that she just embarrassed herself in front of Thor and probably ruined her chances of taking over her mother’s job. He asked her to make him something for lunch and she tried. She really did but cooking is not one of her best traits. Neither is cleaning. Her clumsiness is the one to blame for that. She knows she can’t take her mother’s place and so does Thor.

“You know if you want to take your mother’s place, you should be able to take care of me, not the other way around.” Thor let out a small laugh while dabbing the ointment on the burnt part on Y/N’s forearm. Thor’s eyes widened in surprise when Y/N suddenly grabbed the hand that was nursing her forearm. “Please, Mr. Thor! I can learn! I can learn new things real fast. It will work! Please… Just give me another chance! I really need this job. It’s the only way I can help my mother. Please…” Thor’s face turned into a frown when the younger girl cried in front of him. 

“Don’t cry, little one.” He finished putting the ointment and made his way to wipe the tears away from her face. “Don’t cry…” he repeated, brushing some hair away from her face this time around. “I-I really need to help my mother.” she sobbed against his chest when he pulled her towards him.

“I know. I understand. But I can’t have you working as my maid.” Thor cradled her face as he pulled away to examine her face. She was still sobbing, thinking that she had thrown her chances away. “I have a proposition for you.” He gave her a heart-warming smile that helped calm her down a little. “You see, I’ve had every single person in my life take care of me and I’m getting quite tired of it. I need someone to take care of instead. Not just someone. I need you. I want you. I want to take care of you.”  

When Y/N moved away to untangle herself from Thor, he frowned a tiny bit that Y/N almost missed it. “Take care of me? What does that even mean?” Thor grinned at her curious face and shrugged. “It means exactly what it means. I want to take care of you, little one. From the moment I saw you, I knew I wanted to protect you.” Her face grew more confused as he spoke his words. “Huh? Why would you need to protect me? You just met me. I have to work for you so I can earn money for my mother. I don’t understand-” Thor cut her off by placing his index finger against her tear-stained lips. 

“I know that, little one. I’ll pay you for keeping me company. I just ask for your company. That’s it.” 

“Your company? I’m sorry. I really don’t understand any of what you are saying… You’ll pay me for keeping you company?”

“Yes. That means that you would have to give me the majority of your time if that’s alright with you.” Thor gave her a charming smile, giving her the idea that she could be comfortable around him. That she can trust him.

“But that sounds too good to be true! Like, I’ll just stay by your side and then I’ll earn money from that?” she tilted her head in confusion as she furrowed her eyebrows.

Thor chuckled but nodded in agreement. Licking his lips, he took her hand in his gigantic ones and gazed at her with adoring eyes. “That’s all correct, little one. Then maybe I’ll ask a few favors from you in exchange for helping your mother at the hospital, is that alright?” he gave her a hopeful look.

“Yes! Anything to help my mother!” Y/N yipped in excitement which earned a satisfied smile from Thor. 

“That’s good to hear, little one.”

Days have passed and Thor was true to his words. He made sure that Y/N’s mother is well taken care of in the hospital. ____ had also undergone surgery when Thor started sponsoring them. All Y/N had to do was stay in Thor’s mansion with him and keep him company. She stayed in a guest room and would only accompany him if he wanted to converse with her.

Y/N and Thor were sat at the dining room, having their usual dinner. Thor hired a new handmaid called Percilla. A quiet but friendly old lady. Y/N would find herself asking her to teach her basic household chores without making a mess and Percilla was more than glad to help her. 

The clinking of utensils is the only noise that can be heard in the room but then Thor decided to break the silence. “So, little one. I wanted to ask you something.” He set his spoon and fork down the table and turned towards her. Y/N turned towards Thor with a questioning look and a tilted head. “Huh? What is it, Mr. Thor?” He let out a short chuckle and reached for her hands on the table. Y/N’s eyes fluttered and so did her heart at the man’s actions. 

“I have this gala that I have to attend this Friday and I was hoping you could come with me as my date.” He was so straightforward that Y/N had to take a second to process his words.

“Y-your date?” Y/N small voice spoke up after a long pause. Thor let out an airy laugh and nodded. “Yes. We did agree on you keeping me company am I wrong?” Thor unlatched his hands from Y/N’s and leaned his chin on his right one. Y/N’s face fell a little bit but she was quick to nod her head in a brisk manner. “Yeah! No! You’re right, Mr. Thor. I’ll accompany you in the gala.” she gave him a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes like it always would.

“Darcy, my designer, will come later to take your measurements for the dress you’ll be wearing this Friday.” Thor took a sip from his wine glass and stood up. “I’ll be in my office if you need anything.” he gave her a smile and left the room, leaving her with a conflicted heart.

After dinner, Y/N went back to her room and had a shower before laying down on the soft bed that was provided for her. It’s too much of a spacious room for her. She thought that it was unnecessary to have a room that big- like a huge apartment- for sleeping and showering but Thor insisted and Y/N could never say no to him. He gave her so much that all she wanted to do was to make him happy in return by following his simple instructions. She was satisfied to see his joyous smile when she agreed to stay in the huge guest room.

When the clock hit 9:30, soft yet rapid knocks fell upon the bedroom door that took her away from her thoughts. Y/N sighed and pushed herself to walk towards the door. Opening it, a girl with dark hair and a big smile greeted her. “Hi! I’m Darcy! You’re Y/N, right?” her bubbly voice filled the room as she let herself in, leaving Y/N to close the door. When Y/N turned back to Darcy, she started babbling again. 

“You’re like really pretty! No wonder Thor kept you. I bet you would look good in floral. I KNOW you’ll look good in blue! It’s also Thor’s favorite color so that’s a win-win! I can do your hair too! Natural look looks good on you so light make-up would suffice. Oh, I can’t wait to see you all dressed up!” Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise as she tried to understand what Darcy was babbling about but only got the part where she would be fixing her up for the gala. Y/N smiled at the bubbly girl as she walks towards her. “It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Darcy.” she offered her hand to shake but Darcy just laughed at her.

“Oh, you’re really cute!” Darcy swatted Y/N’s hand away and pulled her close for a hug. “Just call me Darcy! I hope we become really good friends! You seem like a literal angel like no hint of evil nor dirt.” Y/N let out a short quiet laugh at Darcy who just stared at her with wide adoring eyes. “Like, at all.” she continued, her expression weirdly turning to a serious one in a matter of seconds. “Well, thank you for your kind words, Darcy. I think you’re really pretty too!” Y/N smiled shyly. Darcy let out a chuckle and pinched Y/N’s cheeks. “Such a cutie. Come on! Let me take your measurements and then we can talk and hang out!”

“All done! Can I play with your hair?” Darcy tucked the tape measure inside her bag and grinned at Y/N. “Uh… Yeah! Sure, go ahead.” Y/N responded with an unsure smile. Darcy yipped in joy and began doing numerous escapades on Y/N’s hair.

“Something’s missing…” Darcy had her right palm on her chin, imitating a thinking child. Y/N tilted her head and wore a fond smile at her new-found friend. Y/N jumped slightly when Darcy screamed and clapped her hands all of a sudden. “I know! Hey, Y/N! What do you say about going shopping?” and with that, Darcy left the room to probably tell Thor about their plans for tomorrow.

Thor has been busy for the past few days. The gala that will be held on the upcoming Friday has been keeping him from Y/N. That’s why Y/N isn’t surprised when Darcy dragged her to his office only to see him deep in his stack of papers. They were about to tell him that they’re leaving for the mall but it seems like he couldn’t care less about it, only humming in response when Darcy told him that they’re leaving.

“We need a ride” Darcy surprised Y/N with how she was brief for the first time since she’s met her. Thor sighed in exhaustion and motioned a hand absentmindedly, still has his eyes on the papers on his desk. “Take Heimdall with you. He’ll drive you.” A guy that’s about an inch smaller than Thor walked up to the girls and stared down at them with a poker face. Y/N gulped as she was intimidated by the man. “Hi, M-Mr. Heimdall. I’m Y/N. It’s nice to m-meet you.” Y/N gave her best smile, ignoring her nerves and held a hand out towards the tall guy. He surprised her by giving her a friendly smile and taking her hand with both of his. “Pleasure to finally meet you. I’ll be escorting you and Darcy. I assure you that you’re in safe hands.” With that, he walked out of the office, expecting the two girls to follow him. 

Y/N took one last glance at Thor but seeing that he was still buried in his work, she followed Heimdall out of the office and out of the mansion. Darcy took a while before she entered the car with a huff. “Are you okay?” Y/N asked, not used to seeing Darcy with an infuriated look on her face. Darcy’s face went back to its usual bubbly aura when she turned to look at the younger girl and quickly nodded, reassuring her that everything’s fine.

The day was spent with Darcy buying Y/N stuff that is unnecessary such as make-up, perfumes, and lotion but she insisted that it would be useful. ESPECIALLY for the gala. One of the things that she bought Y/N is a blue sundress that she forced her to wear as they bought it. It’s a blue sundress that had little puffy sleeves and fell down in the middle of her thighs. She still wore her white sneakers but it made her outfit more adorable- Darcy’s words.

The car ride home was spent with Darcy’s continuous babbling and Heimdall’s occasional chuckle of appreciation from Darcy’s words. Y/N tried to pay Darcy her attention but the thought of Thor couldn’t leave her mind. It feels like he’s been really preoccupied with the upcoming gala and his work or maybe it’s not that. Maybe he’s lost interest in her. Maybe he got bored with her and no longer needed her company. 

What if he throws her away the next time he sees her? What if he tells her that her company is no longer needed? He already paid for her mother’s surgery but why is she still worried about Thor pushing her away? If Y/N was the same person she was a few weeks ago, she wouldn’t be unnerved by Thor’s dismissiveness. She would be thankful that she could have more time for her classes and more time to visit her mother. But that’s not her now. She shamefully developed feelings for the older guy. He made her feel so safe and adored the first few days and she loved it. She loved how he made her feel. But maybe she was just acting like a high school girl with a silly crush. Maybe she should get her head out of the gutter. Thor said it himself. She was his companion. She was meant to accompany him in exchange for money. She’s nothing more than a paid worker.

Y/N’s heart began to beat rapidly when the car skidded to a halt in front of the mansion. She would have to face him. She made a plan to avoid him as much as possible when she’s not needed by him so she can prolong the inevitable. So she can prevent him from firing her. That plan was thrown out the window when Darcy started dragging her towards his office though.

Y/N stared daggers at her white sneakers as Darcy talked to Thor who was unsurprisingly still busy with his paperwork. “How long have you been going through those papers?” Darcy all but whined. Thor hummed boringly and muttered a reply. “Not too long.” “My ass! We left you like this, stayed in the mall for the whole day, came back at dawn and you’re still seated on that chair.” Darcy’s discomfort was palpable yet Y/N remained rooted on her spot, all her attention still on her white sneakers. Thor yet again hummed in reply, seeming uninterested. Y/N felt uncomfortable being in the presence of the two older adults who seem to be in conflict- more on Darcy’s side if Y/N was being honest. 

Not being able to handle the tension, Y/N slowly reached for Darcy’s shoulder, tapping it softly. “I think I’ll head over to bed now, Darcy. Goodnight” Y/N whispered and started making her way out, moving as ghostly as possible. Y/N was stopped by Darcy’s grip on her upper arm yet she wasn’t looking at her, she was glaring at Thor. Y/N couldn’t do anything but gulp at the situation, eyes widening when Darcy shouted at him. “For fuck’s sake, Thor! Can you just pay attention for one second?!” Y/N could hear Thor placing his pen down on the table and the screeching of his chair against the floor.

“What is so important that you have to interrupt me from doing my work, Darcy?” his voice was calm but there’s a hint of darkness and annoyance in his voice that has Y/N crying internally at Darcy’s defiance.

“I’d be more than willing to tell you but first, little Y/N here is about to head over to bed. Why don’t you show her some attention and quit being an ass. Just a tiny bit of attention.” Darcy’s tone was harsh but all Y/N could think about was how confusing her words are. How confusing the whole situation is. Trying to ease the tension, Y/N tucked a small piece of hair behind her ear and glanced up at Thor from her sneakers. His attention was now towards her, eyes slightly wider than usual. Smiling ever so slightly, her soft voice broke the hostile atmosphere. “It’s fine, really. It’s pretty late. I’ll just be heading to my room now. Goodnight Mr. Odinson.” She watched as Thor’s eyebrows twitch ever so slightly. She then turned towards Darcy with the same smile, “Goodnight Darcy. Today was fun.” and with that, she shyly walked out of the office without any interruption. 

Y/N sighed in relief when she entered the comfort of her room. That was intense for her. It was also weird. She noticed the unspoken conflict between Darcy and Thor but she didn’t think much about it. She didn’t have the right to. She was just another employee. She doesn’t have the right to meddle. Sighing, she walks over to the side of her bed, getting ready to unzip her dress when a knock came from the door.

“Little one?” 

Oh gosh. This is it. He’s going to fire me! Y/N paced back and forth, contemplating if she should open the door or just pretend to already be asleep.

“Please open the door, little one” the desperation and sadness in his voice forced her to walk towards the door and open it. Looking up at Thor, Y/N forced a smile and took a deep breath. “Hi” she squeaked out. Thor frowned at her ever so slightly but her heart whimpered when she noticed it. Here it comes.

“You look enchanting in that dress, little one.” Wait, what?

“Wha-?”

“I’m sorry that I’ve been distant, little one. I hope you didn’t feel neglected while I was busy with my job…” he spoke as he cradled her face.

“O-Oh no! Not at all! Darcy and Heimdall, they’re really nice and friendly!” Y/N moved her hands towards Thor’s and pulled away, giving him another false smile.

“You have nothing to be sorry about, Mr. Odinson.” Thor frowned and took a step back. “I thought I told you to call me Thor?” he said, sounding disappointed and irked.

“I’m sorry-” Y/N tried to apologize but Thor cut her off.

“You’re upset with me, little one. It’s alright to be upset. I’ve been a useless fellow for the past few days.” he looked down, voice hoarse and sad.

“No! Really, Mr. Thor. It’s fine. You’re not a useless fellow-”

“Let me make it up to you. Please, little one. Let me please you.” He looked up and held her face with both of his enormous hands. “Do me a favor and let me please you.”

“W-what do you mean?” Y/N breathed out, shoulders moving along with her deep breaths.

“Let me make it up to you, little one. Please allow me to make you feel good. Allow me to make it up to you.” Thor was begging Y/N for something she couldn’t quite understand. What did he mean by pleasing her? What does make it up to her mean?

“I don’t understand” Y/N whispered as she held Thor’s hands that encased her face.

“Just tell me that you want me to make it up to you, princess.”

“O-okay.” Y/N nodded. 

“And another favor.” Thor’s eyes turned darker than usual and spurted a sly smile. One hand strayed away from her face and glided towards the hem of her dress, sliding it up and bunching it up on her waist. The other hand made its way towards her panties, stopping just above the fabric.

“Call me daddy as I please you.” Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise and confusion towards Thor’s favor. Her hands laid on his broad shoulders for support. 

“D-daddy?” 

“Yes. That’s right, princess.” Thor hummed in satisfaction and dragged her panties to the side, tracing his fingers along her folds.

“M-Mr. Thor!” Y/N grabbed the hand that was playing with her folds with panicked eyes.

Thor shook his head and tooted, “That’s not my name, princess.” 

“Daddy… W-what are you doing?” Y/N bit her lip as tears fall down her cheeks.

“Don’t cry, my little princess. I’m trying to please you. I can’t please you if you’re crying like this.” the hand that was playing with her folds left to cradle her face again. Thor leaned down and kissed her forehead, fixing her hair and wiping the tears away.

“Can you stay calm for daddy, princess? Can you do that?” Thor held her chin and waited for her answer. She nodded but Thor slightly shook his head. “I want to hear it, princess.”

“Y-yes, Daddy.” Thor smiled in contentment and slid his hand back towards her core, thumb instantly playing with her clit while his middle finger positioned itself just in front of her entrance, collecting the wetness that Y/N is producing.

“Mmmph” Y/N’s face scrunched when she felt a stir in her stomach and didn’t catch the way Thor stared at her face with admiration. 

“You’re doing so well, princess,” Thor whispered in her ear. Collecting enough wetness around his middle finger, he pushed in slowly, earning a whimper from Y/N. “Shh, shh. It’s okay, little one. It’s okay.” he kissed her forehead and rubbed his thumb on her clit at a faster speed while pumping his middle finger in and out of her. Thor moaned when he felt her walls clamp around his finger, her tightness doing wondrous effects on his cock that now tainted his dress pants. 

Y/N’s face wore a frown that screamed pleasure which Thor loved watching. Her mouth slightly opened, releasing heavy breaths as he played with her pussy. “Ahh…” she moaned as she started bucking her hips against Thor’s fingers which earned her a grin. “That’s right, princess. You’re so perfect for me.” He grunted as he sped his actions up, earning pleasurable cries from her.

Y/N’s eyes widened in alert when she felt her stomach doing somersaults. Afraid to make a mess, she tried to pull away from Thor but he didn’t allow it. The hand that was bunching up her dress pulled her closer and wrapped an arm around her. “Don’t worry, princess. Just relax and let go. You can do it, little one.” Thor added another finger in her and started curling it as he plunged it inside of her. 

Y/N’s body stiffened as she released into Thor’s hand. Her face is all scrunched up and tears are welling up in her eyes. Thor grinned as he brought his hand up, showing his glistening wrist and fingers. “Wow, princess. You’re a fountain!” he chuckled as Y/N hid her face by pressing her cheeks to her shoulder.

“No, no. None of that.” He chided as he gently took her chin with his dry fingers and grabbed her wrist with the other. “Look at what you do to me, little one.” he guides her hand down his pants, pressing it on his hard-on. “Feel what you do to daddy.” Y/N let out a gasp when she felt how hard and how big he is. Thor watched her with a smile, loving the way she reacts around him. Loving the way how she responds around him. Loving the way she clenched around his fingers. Loving the way how she acted the way he wanted her to act. Loving how his plan turned out so well.

“You were so tight around two of my fingers, I wonder how you would feel like around my cock.” Thor groaned as he pressed her hand harder against his cock. Loving the way she feels against him, he still made his way to push her hand away and caressed her face. “But we’ll have none of that now. Tell me, little one. Did daddy please you well?” Thor stroked her hair softly and watched as she nodded eagerly.

“Yes, daddy. It was amazing. I never felt that before.” Thor smiled and embraced her in a bear hug. 

“You deserve it, little one. Now let me clean you up.” Thor bent down to pick her up and walked towards her bathroom. He placed her on the counter and helped her out of the dress. Thor stared at her for a while before turning away to get a small damped towel. “You have such an angelic beauty, little one,” he says as he wipes her thighs and her core gently. Thor brushed her hair as he finished cleaning her and dressing her up. He carried her back to her room and placed her on the bed gently.

“Sleep tight little one.”

[crystalangelluna]

A New Chance Chapter 5

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{With the PMH (Past Miraculous Holder} They were all sitting in the movie theater, eating popcorn, and watching the events unfold themselves.

“Our little bug needs some guidance, you guys thinking what I am thinking.” The first-ever ladybug spoke up (Mei).

“We should give her a surprise, after school”

Everyone agreed and started planning out their idea. ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (With Mari) Yesterday was pretty embarrassing, especially since the assassins escaped. Oh well, I don’t want to relive that again.

(Mari it is Mei, after school today, go to the alleyway near _______ street. We have a surprise for you. Make sure to bring Kaalki with you. And just know, we are looking after you.)

(Thank you, Mei, I am happy to hear from you again, say hi to the others for me, will you?).

She happily agreed.

In under 10 minutes, I got ready to go to school, I grabbed my purse along with Tikki and Kaalki, and headed out.

Gotham Academy

Very different than I had pictured it, but it will do.

Being the new student sucks sometimes but it is what it is.

My mission is to avoid Damien at all costs. But apparently luck isn’t on my side, because he is on the other side of the school steps,

Great way of keeping a low profile, Mari. I scolded myself

Just ignore the pretty boy… Just ignore the pretty, wait what? Stop it, Mari, you promised yourself you wouldn’t go down this path again…

Just ignore your childhood crush,

Shi- No cussing, a tinny voice said in the back of my head. Shoot he’s looking at me better RUN!!!

(Damian’s pov) Yesterday was pretty embarrassing, and not to mention the bloody assassins dared to escape. All because of my insolent brothers.

Alfred dropped me off at Gotham Academy. I honestly don’t understand why my father forces me to even go to this school. I am clearly more intelligent than these empty-headed people. But apparently, I have to “socialize” with kids my age. No thank you I am fine with just one friend.

Where did that come from?

I was about to go inside when I noticed someone on the other side of the school steps.

It seemed the new student was having a fight with herself, she then ran up the steps and trip but got back up and headed to the office.

What an idiot.

Whispers were going around the school, so were rumors and questions about the new student. Why would a new student be joining in the middle of the trimester, and especially in the city with the worst crime in the world?

Suspicious…

I headed to my first class, Physics

I sat at the back of the classroom next to Jon because he is the most tolerable in the whole school.

“Good morning class today we have a new student, please introduce yourself, Miss.”

The same girl from earlier stood up to speak,” Hi my name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng and I originally lived in Paris.” This raises my suspensions even more, why would someone who lives in a safe city be somewhere like Gotham. People are Weird.

(Mari's POV)

“Thank you Marinette, you sit next to Marely, please raise your hand.” A black-haired, brown-eyed, Hispanic-looking girl raised her hand. While I was walking to my seat, 2 things stood out to me. I was sitting behind the one person I didn’t want to sit near.

Damian Freaking Wayne/Robin. And he was glaring at me, great, the famous bat glare.

I just sighed.

Great trying to stay away from Damian is harder than I thought,

Mei and the rest had something to do with this.

(Mei and the rest of the crew) They were snickering at the screen that showed their beloved little bug and her fate. Marinette was correct; they were a part of it, especially if they were planning her love life all while eating popcorn. This was going to be Fun.

(Time skip, Mari's Pov)

It was lunchtime already and so far I was done with my first 3 classes. I had Marely in all of my classes so she showed me around the school. She easily became one of my new best friends. Luckily for me, Damien was only in my first class.

Lunch came and went by, I punched a kid in the face cause he went too far in his opinion on me, then we got sent to the principal's office only for him to place us in detention for the next day. And then it was time for the last class of the day...

Gym.

Oh how I was excited to participate in this class {who hates the gym, cause I do?}

The Gym teacher announced that they would be competing against the art teacher's class since the teacher was absent for the day.

Low and behold…

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…

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{You guys probably think It is Damian, am I right?}...

…

…

It was that jerk face that I met earlier, the one I punched in the face, for calling me pathetic and a liar. Can't I have no enough enemies in my life? Jack, Jacob, Jim whatever his name is,

he is going DOWN!!!

Too bad he got on my bad side, you never want to see a pissed off, Mari.

Also, too bad for him, dodgeball is my favorite game, and I happen to be the best at it.

Well back when I was alive in my Paris.

And I happen to be the hero Ladybug. And I carry the Kwami's Of Creation and Teleportation right now, and not to mention the others especially Plagg./p>

Calm down Mari, it is okay you have another chance, you can sorta of start over again. I told myself.

Right now you have to show jerk face exactly who he messed with.

(Another time skip cause ya author too lazy 🤪)

Let's just say he will never mess with me, again. And for that matter, if these Gotham kids are who I think are, word spreads fast, and they would know not to mess with me.

As I was heading to the direction Mei talked to me again.

(Bring Marely with you, she will play a big roll in the future. Oh and she needs to know the truth after your surprise)

(Are you sure, that could be dangerous and risky?)

(Trust me you will need all the help you can get, just don't worry about it right now, you know what Bunnixx would say!!)

(Yeah, yeah I know, everything has a time and place.)

(Marley's pov)

I was about to leave the building when Marinette or as she told me to call her Mari, called out to me. I turned around and saw her running towards me.

She tripped but caught herself gracefully, I giggled.

" Do you need anything Mari?"

"I was wondering if you would like to hang out right now?"

My common sense screamed at me not to go because, 1.We are in Gotham for crying out loud. 2.She could be a villain in disguise And 3. I just met her.

But alas my gut is telling me to go, and I trust my gut, especially since it got me out of sticky situations.

So I went with her.

(Damian's POV) All-day people were pestering me with rumors about the new student. Especially after school, apparently, she beat up a kid and beat him at Dodgeball.

I spotted her talking to the girl she sat next to during Physics.

They left the building, and then I did what any reasonable person would do.

I dragged Jon with me and we followed them.

This is Gotham after all. And I am the son of the World's greatest detective.

(Mari's POV)

Someone was following me, I bet I know who.

It won't be of any use losing them now.

I’m just going to let them be surprised. Oh the CHAOS!!!

When we arrived at the place Mei informed me, Marely was confused.

"Just wait for it." Not even 5 seconds later a portal opened up behind us and covered our mouths, I wonder if this is the surprise that Mei had for me.

Then they yanked us into the portal and it closed.

I looked into a familiar room that I thought I would never see again I turned around and I saw…

And older looking Adrien and Kagami than me, precisely 3 years.

I was wrapped in a hug. I didn't even know that we were crying, once that was over I looked up to see Marely super confused and shocked.

I mean who wouldn't be both when you were kidnapped, then your recently new friend hugs your kidnappers and they all cry, and you don't even know what is going on.

"Umm, Marely meet my best friends Adrien and Kagami, from another alternate universe."

"Hi, I am Adrien" The sunshine boy is back.

"Greetings, nice to meet the friend of my best friend."

"Hi, I am Marely, can you tell me what the heck is going on???"

"Well, you see Marely…"

(With Damian)

Wtf just happened?!?!?!?

[kimmyyang]

My views on ‘The Untamed 陈情令’

I never thought I would write a review on a drama although I have watched a lot of dramas of different genres for about 15/16 years. There is something about ‘The Untamed’ that made me want to write a review or at least write out my feelings. I’m not going to write too deep and get into all the details. But I guess this could be a way for me to get out of this trap or try to get it off my chest. 

I’m not a fan of the original novel (well, not yet) as I don’t like reading so I haven’t read it yet. However, I have decided to read it as I have finished the drama and couldn’t get over it no matter how much I want to escape from it. 

Trust me, I don’t usually get THIS attached to a drama or any characters, I mean yeah, the casts are handsome and all, but I stayed for the plot and the characters, not just the good looks of those actors. Especially if it’s 50 episodes long, I wouldn’t stay for someone’s visuals like I ain’t got time for that – I can just watch the cuts of that actor lol. I’m quite picky because I have seen A LOT of dramas, if I watch 2 episodes and it bores me then bye and I don't like long dramas. But after the 50 episodes, I felt so empty like I wanted more??? I know that's normal since I have experienced that before but this time was slightly different.

I personally think everyone portrayed their characters very well, despite most of them are young actors/ actresses. I usually skip or play supporting characters’ parts in 1.5 speed if they’re not as interesting as the main characters. But they kept me riveted throughout the entire drama, I didn’t skip one bit. Most characters hit me at some point during the drama, and I loved it (while shedding buckets of tears haha). 

Apart from WWX and LWJ, my FAVORITE character is Jiang Yan Li - notice how I capitalized the word and it's in bold, that’s how much I loved her. She’s the best shijie/ sister that anyone could ask for. I feel like she’s WWX’s half mother, she takes care of him. She is a gentle and polite woman. She isn’t powerful in the Cultivation World (she mainly just focused on cooking tbh lol it's cute tho) but she doesn’t hesitate to protect WWX. She stood up for him even in front of her future mother-in-law, she trusted him until the end even when everyone went against him, and when her parents got killed, she didn’t blame him (it wasn’t his fault anyway) and eventually sacrificed her life for him. Her death was just so tragic like I was bawling my eyes out, she didn’t deserve it, she really didn’t. She was just a simple girl that wanted the best for her family. But she is the last straw that broke the camel’s back aka WWX, if she didn’t die for him, he probably wouldn’t get out of control. It was so cruel to WWX but I kind of understand why the author did it. 

I also enjoyed the cinematography, scenery and OST, all of it was so astounding. Even the name of the locations were beautiful like 云深不知处 – it sounds so poetic. I loved how each sect had their own colors which reflected their characteristics in the Cultivation World. The characters also had their own OST, my favorite ones are Wen Ning’s & Jiang Yan Li’s songs – it still hurts when I listen to them, and I nearly cried few times (yes, I have a soft spot for Wen Ning, too.) I want to add that Jiang Yan Li & Jin Zi Xuan's song hurts a lot as well, the lyrics are like a fucking knife stabbing me in the chest. I thought I was strong enough to watch the MV, but I couldn't control my tears gdi. You know when you're cutting onions and tears just streaming down your face, that's what happened to me - except there were no onions.  *I was a fan of the singer when I was younger so watching him singing the song on the stage also took me back to the old days ah~ This song gave me double feels lol ;~; 

A part of me regrets that I didn’t watch it last year but a part of me is thankful that I finally got to watch it this year. It was already a hot topic before it even aired in China, so of course I have heard about it and I know briefly what it is based on. But I didn’t want to jump on the bandwagon and be like I’m a huge fan of the drama just because it’s popular (it’s hard to explain but I’m quite stubborn sometimes lol). Many said that you wouldn’t understand the story or the little details in the drama if you haven’t read the novel (I watched the animation before the drama, so I know a bit of the story). I don’t like reading anyway so I didn’t bother with it. Also, the genre of the novel isn’t something that I would read so that’s another reason why I left it. I’m not against any type of love, I just feel a bit iffy about reading it, which is kind of stupid now that I think about it lol. Another reason is that I don’t like depressing dramas, I used to watch a lot of those in my younger days, most of the plots are quite cliche. Although 'The Untamed' is sad, there were sweet, happy moments and it has a happy ending, so I loved it.

A lot of people didn’t like the ending, but I think it was a good ending. I mean they can’t really do much as they have to pass the censorship. My interpretation of the ending is that LWJ went to sort out everything in the Cultivation World so that he could be with (or protect) WWX later. He found WWX (maybe a few years) later and called WWX’s name. In that scene, WWX’s black outfit is different to when they parted, so it can’t be LWJ came back to WWX right after they went separate ways – that would very irresponsible to do since he is the Chief Cultivator. It’s an open-ended ending, so it’s up to the audience’s imagination, you can interpret it however you like. The camera didn’t show LWJ at the end so it could also be WWX imagined that LWJ called his name. But I believe that they got together, you can just tell just by looking at WWX’s facial expressions. It isn’t that difficult to figure it out, the novel has a happy ending so yeah. I also read it somewhere that when LWJ went to meet up with WWX, he also changed his outfit but apparently that part didn't pass the censorship (wtf?) so maybe that's why they didn't show LWJ at the end. 

I guess the good thing is that I can’t get all the related merch, if I watched it last year, I would definitely ask one of my relatives to buy and send everything over for me lmao goodbye my money. But I would buy the physical novel when I get the chance. If a drama left a big impact on me, I would buy the novel (if it has one of course).

I think I need a long cool-off period after this drama, I don’t want to watch anything else except their bts, interviews (even supporting actors’ interviews, I usually don’t watch those), crack videos lol, variety shows, fan meeting – basically everything that I can find, I don't think I have watched everything though. When I watched a cut of the cast saying goodbye to their characters on the fan meeting, I cried again (ffs just get over it). It’s definitely one of the best dramas I’ve ever watched and would definitely recommend to those who likes Chinese dramas. Not that anyone cares, but I would rate it 9/10 (if shijie was alive, I would give another 0.5 lol). I don’t know how good the subtitles are, but I did see some odd bits here and there (I watched it without the English subtitles). Sometimes it’s really hard to translate Chinese especially when it’s a xianxia drama – making it even more difficult. Anyway, if I get to finish reading the novel, I might write my views on the novel if I can be bothered lol – I’m a very lazy person XD

I kind of want to write another post just about WWX and LWJ, and how good Xiao Zhan & Yibo’s acting skills were. Basically, complimenting them for 2 pages haha. Ngl, I did fell for Xiao Zhan. I might watch it again just to focus on them a bit more. From the interviews I have seen, Xiao Zhan seems like a very humble, kind, genuine person – you can just tell from his eyes. He’s definitely a treasure boy (硬翻'宝藏男孩'). I don’t think I need to say much about Yibo, he’s super talented, I was already a fan of UNIQ when they were active. The character really suited Yibo and he did a great job portraying LWJ.

Anyway, it’s time for me to say goodbye to 'The Untamed', I don’t know how long I will feel attached to this drama but hopefully there’s another masterpiece that could help me to get over it.

忘羡一曲远，曲终人不散。

[cloudyscore]

I’m here for you (Kacchako Angst)

IF YOU DON’T LIKE THE SHIP KACCHAKO, PLEASE DON’T READ THIS

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"I'm sorry Uraraka, but I want to put all my focus on being a hero first. But you'll always be my best friend,"

Those were the 'cruel' words Deku told Uraraka when she confessed her crush on him,

but that was a week ago.

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"D*mn it! Why is it so hard to get o-over him?! G-Get a h-hold of y-yourself Ochako!"

She said through sobs, this was her third time crying in her room alone. She held her head with her hands while sitting on the floor. She loved Deku too much, she just couldn't stop! It felt impossible, like trying to tame 10 adult male lions.

Bakugou was turning in his bed. He couldn't sleep because he heard noise from the dorm room above him, which was Ochako's room.

*D*mn it!! Why the f*ck is pink cheeks still awake?!* 

Just as Bakugou was about to throw one of his 'tantrums,' he heard something that was unexpected... He heard sobbing noises. He was confused, so he decided to see what was going on.

Bakugou got up and head upstairs.

*I wonder why the f*ck would she be crying at this hour, tch, not like I care...*

He put his ear against the door.

"Ochako, just don't think about him! Deku only sees you as a friend and you got to be happy with that! It's okay!!!    I-It shouldn't be t-this hard to g-get over him... He was just a simple crush... That doesn't mean you should starve yourself...''

*Huh?! Wtf happened?! Did the d*mn nerd f*cking reject Uraraka or some crap?! Also, why the f*ck would she starve herself over that piece of sh*t?!*

He listened more, he heard a few more sobs, but then something hit the floor, causing a loud noise.

*PINK CHEEKS?!?!*

He burst into the room breaking the door.

He found Uraraka lying there...

She looked very sick...

Very unhealthy...

How come he didn't notice?! That's the ding dang love of his life after all.

He immediately picked her up, bridal style, and called recovery girl.

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Bakugou POV

I was waiting outside of recovery girl's office, waiting for when I could go inside.

"Hey, Kacchan!!!"

I looked to see the d*mn nerd running towards me, if I could I would f*cking straggle him until he couldn't breathe anymore for what he did.

"Tch, what the f*ck do you want?!"

"Do you know what happened to Uraraka-"

I cut him off right there.

"So you're telling me you had no f*cking idea what she was doing to herself?!" I said in a cold tone.

"W-What do you mean?!"

"SHE F*CKING STARVED HERSELF BECAUSE OF YOU!!!"

His eye's widened, which got me even more p*ssed off.

"IF YOU HAVEN'T BEEN SUCH A D*MN IDIOT, SHE WON'T BE HERE DUE TO HER LACK OF NUTRIENTS!!!"

I shouted, clearly p*ssed off.

He stood still, shocked.

"I-It was because of me..." He said looking down.

I could tell he was about to cry or some sh*t.

I rolled my eyes.

I was about to say something back, but then Recovery Girl opened the door to her office.

"You can come now sweetheart, Uraraka is now conscious... although she may have to stay with me for a few more days. You can spend time with her, I need to go pick up some papers. Don't do anything weird!”

I blushed but then nodded my head and went inside, I closed the door behind me.

"B-Bakugou?!" Uraraka said in shock for some reason.

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Uraraka's POV

When Recovery girl said someone wanted to see me, Bakugou was the last person on my mind.

I kind of have a mini crush on him, but I kind of still like Deku.

Besides, what are the chances of Bakugou liking me when Deku doesn't...

Bakugou sat down on the bed, looking down.

"Why did you do it?!" He said.

"Huh-''

"Don't act dumb, I ain't stupid. Why the f*ck did you do this to yourself?!"

I looked down.

"I don't know..."

"That's isn't a d*mn answer! I could've lost you, d*mn it!!!"

*Huh?! What does he mean-*

"I LIKE YOU!!" 

I was confused.

Why would he like me?

He looked at me with tears in his eyes.

"I Like you more than friends, as in a f*cking romantic way!" 

I turned red.

*Okay, tell him you love it too!!!*

"I like you too!!" I shouted.

He then hugged me.

"Don't ever f*cking do this to yourself again, you hear me?! If you would of died...

I don't know what I could do without you... I'm here for you! Got that?!"

He whispered shouted in my ear.

I drew mini circles on his back.

"I'm here for you too,"

(TwT Ik this sucks but I tried, I hope you enjoyed this oneshot!)

[yeahwellyourface]

MOVIE REVIEW TIME!! A Little Chaos and Far From The Madding Crowd

I had a Matthias Schoenaerts weekend cause the boy can get it. Both of these movies were already on my list, but when I realized he was in them, they jumped to the top. So, here we go.

A Little Chaos

Available on Netflix. Directed by Alan Rickman. Stars: Kate Winslet, Matthias Schoenaerts, Alan Rickman, Stanley Tucci, Helen McCrory, and Jennifer Ehle

IMDb: https://www.imdb.com/title/tt2639254/?ref_=nv_sr_srsg_0

This one has been on my list for awhile but I really wasn’t in the mood for a depressing period piece. FYI, it is not a depressing period piece. In fact, the word I think works best for describing it is “cute.” It is not a great film, but it is very enjoyable. I smiled through most of it and then when I turned it off, I realized I was still smiling.

The basic plot is that French king Louis XIV is building Versailles and his head gardener, Andre Le Notre, is hiring different gardeners to do different parts of the whole since it is a whole lotta shit. Against his original idea, he hires Madame Sabine de Barra to create a section of the garden that will basically be an outdoor ballroom. She doesn’t do well at court, but some people still like her, some don’t. Given that there is an actual outdoor ballroom at Versailles, I don’t think I’m giving anything away by saying that she eventually builds it (although in actuality, it was not built by a woman…unfortunately). But that’s it. It is a very simple little movie. It is full of tropes and could be quite stupid but the amazing cast makes it charming instead.

So, the fantastic cast…everyone is basically doing exactly what you want them to do. Kate Winslet as Sabine de Barra plays a woman who has been through some shit but is gonna get things done her way and it is no use to try and stop her. She is better than you. Just accept it. Matthias Schoenaerts as Andre Le Notre is mainly there to look pretty (difficult with that horrible hair, but he can do it) and worship de Barra as she deserves. Alan Rickman plays Louis XIV because why the fuck not. Stanley Tucci plays the king’s outlandish bisexual brother who adores both his wife and his young lover. He was in the movie for like 10 minutes and was the best thing ever. Seriously, we need to protect Stanley Tucci at all costs. Helen McCrory is Madame Le Notre and is a bad bitch as only she can be. I bow down to her. Jennifer Ehle plays against type as the flighty mistress to the king. I thought I was going to hate her because the character was supposed to be annoying at first, but I ended up loving her too.

So, yeah. Not a movie to go nuts over, but if you are curled up on the couch one afternoon and want something light and sweet, this will do the trick.

Far From The Madding Crowd

Available on Amazon (but you have to pay for it, even with prime). Based on the novel by Thomas Hardy. Directed by Thomas Vinterberg. Stars: Carey Mulligan, Matthias Schoenaerts, Michael Sheen, Tom Sturridge, Juno Temple.

IMDb: https://www.imdb.com/title/tt2935476/?ref_=nv_sr_srsg_0

This is another one I’ve been considering for awhile. See that bit above where it says “Based on the novel by Thomas Hardy?” Yeah….that’s why I was putting it off. Now, it’s not that I dislike Thomas Hardy. I actually enjoyed Return of the Native…kinda. But his stuff is very much overdramatic, windswept English countryside. And damn, if that is not something that I am always willing to go for. But I’d do it for Matthias Schoenaerts. So I did.

So, here is the basic plot if you’ve never read the book (and I actually haven’t, but I’ve read about it…does that count?)…young woman, Bathsheba Everdene, with a middle-to-upper class education lives with family on a farm because her parents died. She meets a young man, Gabriel Oak, and then enjoy hanging out and working on the farm together. He has land that is almost paid off and a bunch of sheep. Her aunt owns the land that they live on and work. He falls in love and asks her to marry him. She says no, she doesn’t want to get married and be tied down to a husband. Immediately after, their fortunes reverse. He loses all his sheep (and it’s kinda horrible and depressing, so if you need to look away, I understand) and his land. She inherits a pretty nice farm and is no longer dependent on family. He’s wandering looking for work and accidentally stumbles on her new farm and gets a job as a shepherd there.

Now that she is moving among the landed class, she meets the next door neighbor, Mr. Boldwood, who falls in love with her (the way that happens is she plays a prank on him and is generally an asshole and hurts him and damn, woman, wtf, that was mean…but she does apologize). He asks her to marry him. She says she’ll think about it.

Mixed in with this, we see a side story about an army sergeant and his pretty sweetheart, who used to work at the Everdene farm but ran away to be with the guy…never a good move. They were supposed to get married, but she went to the wrong church. By the time she gets to the right church, he thinks she stood him up and has left. She is now destitute since she left her friends and family. This was another scene where I couldn’t bear to watch. I knew what was going to happen and seeing them both so happy getting ready for the wedding just broke my heart, so I fast forwarded. Sue me.

Anyway, army sergeant Frank Troy is now wandering drunk around the countryside brokenhearted and literally runs into Miss Everdene. She thinks he’s cute and decides to meet up with him. He shows off flashy sword moves and then kisses her and pulls a trump and then runs off. Because we do stupid things sometimes, she is completely charmed by him and runs away to marry him.

Now, through all of this, Mr. Oak has worked for her and been there for her and tried to help her and give advice. He points out that she was an asshole to Mr. Boldwood and she gets pissed at him for telling her because she knows she was and she doesn’t want to be told. He knows that Sergeant Troy is an asshole and tries to convince Miss Everdene to stay away from him but she doesn’t.

Literally at her wedding dinner with Sergeant Troy, Miss Everdene (Mrs. Troy now) realizes that she married and asshole. But she’s stuck with him.

If you really want me to tell you the rest in detail, I will. But basically, she has to deal with an asshole husband, a rich neighbor who is still in love with her (and kinda off his rocker about it), and the shepherd who has loved her for years and been there to support her even when she was an asshole to him. I wonder who she will end up with?!?!Okay, now for the movie. It was just okay. Like, I’ve read the first couple chapters of the book and there is SO MUCH INFORMATION that cannot be put into a movie. There is just not enough time. This is the problem with turning a book into a movie. They have to skip so much that they can end up leaving a lot of it flat. We see Miss Everdene be a good person several times. But we also see her be an asshole. I wish we had been able to see her more indepth. But there wasn’t time. I never felt fully connected to her. When she was being good, I liked her. When she was being an asshole, I disliked her. There was no continuity between those feelings. The movie never gave me a chance to feel conflicted over her. It was all surface feelings. Carey Mulligan does a good enough job for what she is given. But the best relationship is between her and her companion. That’s the only string that carries through with that character.

Matthias Schoenaerts is beautiful, of course. He is the solid character that all the others are whirling around. He is a big man, much bigger and taller than Carey Mulligan and Michael Sheen, but you can see how he curls his shoulders down to give the two of them more power as he is lower class than they are. There is a scene between him and Michael Sheen near the end where he straightens Sheen’s tie, and I think that is the only moment between those two where Schoenaerts stands up straight, as for a moment, they are almost equals. However, by the end of the scene, he is curled in again. It’s really interesting on the choices made there. Because when he is not in a position where he is “under” them, when he is working and being damn good at his job, he is standing up straight. It’s fascinating to see the difference between the two sides of this character.

Michael Sheen. Oh goodness, Michael Sheen. He did so much better for this character than this movie deserved. I love this man and he is so good as an actor, but this character is a bit out there. I wonder how much of his bipolarness is in the book. Cause the character is all over the place in the movie. He goes from one extreme to the next. And yes, some of the plot points are definitely from the book, but the in between stuff….is he really like that? So, Sheen does a great job with what he is given, again. But the character is just so weird and again, very little continuity throughout.

Tom Sturridge plays Sergeant Troy. This character is a huge asshole and Tom Sturridge plays him perfectly. If I met Tom Sturridge on the street, I would want to slap him because I hate him. That is a good sign for an actor.

Juno Temple…another one I love. She is slowly becoming a bigger name, but deserves so much more. In this, she plays Fannie, Sergeant Troy’s first sweetheart. He didn’t deserve her. And I love Juno Temple, so she can do no wrong.

Overall, it’s an okay movie. I won’t pay for it again. I rented it and I’m glad I didn’t buy it. But if it comes on tv, I’ll watch it. If you want to watch it, you won’t hate it. But I don’t recommend running out and grabbing it any which way. The cinematography was BEAUTIFUL. The way they used light was lovely.

So, since I mentioned Matthias Schoenaerts as my reason for going ahead and watching these, lemme talk about my feelings for him in these. He is very strange. Watching interviews with him and seeing his artwork, he seems to be a ball of chaotic energy, but in both of these movies, he is the calm figure that the others bounce around. I watched the beginning of Rust and Bone, but then my internet went out and I wasn’t able to finish it without paying for it again (which I intend to do). And of course, I ADORE The Old Guard. That’s another one where he plays against what seems to be his personality type. I also love The Drop (seriously, one of my all-time favorite movies and if you haven’t seen it, go watch it NOW). That character seems to be a bit more on his level with the chaos, but I hope not with the assholeishness.

Either way, he was stunningly beautiful in these movies. Kate Winslet adored working with him and says that he was so sweet about their sex scene because she was pregnant and felt like shit. His hair is awful in A Little Chaos, but I’ll forgive him, this time.

Anyway, watch A Little Chaos at some point. And I guess you should watch Far From The Madding Crowd at some point too, but don’t pay for it if you don’t have to. Go watch The Old Guard and The Drop RIGHT NOW. Those are much better movies of his. Go watch Rust and Bone and I will watch the rest of it soon.

In A Little Chaos.  Seriously....why would they do this with his hair.

And in Far From The Madding Crowd.  See....much better. And I see you, dude in the background looking at him. I agree, he is definitely a snack.

[anastasiaskarsgard]

Can you pick 3 Bill characters and describe their first big fight with their significant other? Please👯‍♂️💃🏽🦊🐨🐩

Mark

Mark: what are you doing?

Mark: where are you?

Mark: you’re really gonna play games and ignore me? Fine. Game on.

2 hours later

Jen: you are so crazy baby! I was taking a nap and my phone died. What you doing?

Jen: Mark! My lover bear? Where is you?

Jen: ok you taught me my lesson, I miss you. Talk to me

Mark: ...

Jen: what’s that supposed to mean?

Mark: you need a new boyfriend girl. I just sucked your mans dick and he never said anything about you so just thought I’d give you a heads up. He In the bathroom so I’m gonna delete this message cuz I ain’t trying to have him beat my ass.

Jen felt as though she’d been slapped in the face. She didn’t know what to do. She felt angry, confused, helpless, but mostly she just felt sad. How could he? Everything had been going so great! She takes a nap and all of a sudden he’s getting his dick sucked.

Just then her phone dinged.

Mark: ugh. Sorry baby, I went over to Matt’s house and Lily was there, being a fucking brat.

Jen: fuck you, you fucking fuck! I hope it was worth it. I’ll NEVER touch you again so long as I live

Jen: I’m blocking your number and social media. Goodbye

Mark: wtf??????!!!!!!

Jen blocked his number in her phone, and then went on every app she had and blocked him there as well. Just as she was trying to figure out blocking him on Pinterest, the doorbell rang.

She tried to remember if she locked the door, but soon found the answer when she heard the door burst open, and heard someone marching up the stairs. Her bedroom door flew open revealing a very pissed off Mark.

She was a tad self conscious sitting there in her yoga pants, and his t shirt he’d left over there. Her face was all puffy and she had tears and boogers down her face. As soon as he realized this, his face grew confused and full of concern.

He stood there a moment, unsure of what to do. He’d been expecting another guy there or her just being a bitch, but he’d never have guessed he’d be met with such a pitiful sight.

“Baby,” he said softly, “why are you like this? What’s wrong baby girl?”

“I-I” she couldn’t get words out, so she hid her face in her pillow and cried. Body shaking from her hysterical crying, she felt a light touch on her shoulder, and she saw RED. Snapping her head up and meeting his concerned eyes, she screamed, “DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH ME! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO SO! YOU GAVE UP THAT RIGHT WHEN WHATEVER WHORE YOU WERE WITH PUT YOUR FUCKING NASTY DICK, IN HER DIRTY MOUTH!”

“WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOURE MOUTH IS THE ONLY MOUTH MY DICK HAS BEEN IN SINCE I MET YOU!” He screamed back, startling Jen.

“You can’t even be honest. The girl texted me from your phone for fucks sake.” She wailed, throwing her phone at him.

Mark caught the phone, with the most befuddled look on his face. He looked down at the phone and read thru the messages. He pulled his phone out and looked at it, racking his brain how this happened. Then she could see it dawn on him. He was so easy to read and it made her more sad for some reason.

“Baby listen, I think my ex did this. Let me prove it, give me a chance. Please?” He pleaded.

Jen thought it over, but she knew she loved Mark and this actually was a perfect way to get rid of his ex completely. She made up her mind. “I believe you but there’s a condition.”

“Name it.”

“Block her on everything and never speak to her again.”

“Done.” He said as he started to go through his phone.

Henry Pearl

All day she’d been moody. There really wasn’t any good reason for it either. In the beginning, he’d found her hissy fits and sassy attitude endearing, but it was starting to lose some of its charm. He still tried to let it slide, and just avoid her as much as possible, without seeming rude until she went too far.

“Baby, I’m gonna go run to the store. You need anything?” Henry called upstairs since she had refused to leave their room.

“A new boyfriend would be nice,” she yelled down to him.

That was it for Henry, and he flew up the stairs, and burst through the door, startling her so bad she dropped her phone. She looked down at the phone, and then shot an accusing glare at Henry. “You’re lucky it’s not broken.” She sneered.

“Or what? What the fuck is your problem?” Henry spit at her.

She looked stunned a moment, but quickly recovered and resumed her unpleasant glare, “someone is feeling touchy.”

“You can’t just treat me like shit all fucking day, for no god damn reason and expect me to just take it. I’m sick of it, and I don’t understand what you have to be mad about all the time.”

She rolled her eyes and walked into the bathroom.

Henry stood there a moment waiting for her to come back out, but when he heard the shower start he knew what he had to do.

Henry had been doing a lot of soul searching lately, and had come to the conclusion that he didn’t love his girlfriend. He had been impressed with her beauty and allowed her to treat him poorly because his low self esteem. She didn’t respect him, and at first he accepted it because he didn’t think he deserved any. He’d been so flattered, this gorgeous woman that men ogled over, found him appealing, he’d overlooked little things like respect and personality.

He grabbed his suitcase and began packing his things. She took forever to get ready, so he had time. He was now relieved he had been “stuck” with his apartment, when they wouldn’t allow him to break the lease last month. Luckily, he hadn’t moved much more than clothing and toiletries over. He’d leave them behind, rather than go in that bathroom, and see her naked and lose his resolve.

He got out a notebook and wrote her a note, so she was aware what was up. It said the following;

You’ll have to forgive me for not finding you a guy to replace me, but I’m sure you won’t have too much trouble. You’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen after all.

I just can’t fucking stand you.

I got my stuff. If there’s anything else, donate it or burn it. I don’t care. There’s nothing I own, worth hearing your mouth again over.

Henry

To his surprise she called several times, and even came pounding on his door. He finally opened it late one night, more for fear of her waking his neighbors, than actually wanting to see her.

When he opened the door, he was taken aback by how bad she looked. Her eyes were red and swollen with eye make up running. Her hair was in a messy bun that wasn’t messy on purpose. Her clothes were rumpled and most likely a few days old. She never went out looking less than immaculate, so her appearance was startling.

She looked up at him pitifully and sniffed her nose, as she wiped her nose with the back of her hand. “I’m gross. I miss you, but I’m gross.”

Henry looked at her for a moment, and couldn’t help but wrap her in his arms and kiss her hair, as he pulled her inside. He shooshed her, as she started to protest, claiming she was gross and ugly and she only wanted to see him one more time.

He looked down at her Tear stained face, and disheveled appearance and smiled warmly when their eyes met. “I don’t think you’ve ever looked as beautiful as you do right now.”

Mickey

“Babe! Where are my new sunglasses?” Mickey yells through their apartment.

“In the car in the glove box!” His girlfriend yells back.

“Ok thank you! Where are my cigarettes?” He added.

“On the counter.”

Mickey looks but can’t find them. “I don’t see them.”

She marches out and moves the car keys, which weren’t even hiding the cigs, “I swear you’re blind.”

He smiles sheepishly, and shrugs his shoulders. She rolls her eyes and goes back to the bedroom.

“Baby? Where’s my lighter?” Mickey asks after looking all over the counter, even moving stuff.

“Out on the balcony.”

“Ok.” Mickey responds as he goes out and smokes a cig. He comes back in and can’t find his keys. “Babe where did you put my keys?”

“OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! ARE YOU SERUOUSLY THIS STUPID?” She explodes.

Mickey stands there stunned. He can’t believe she said that. Shock quickly turns to anger. “You know what? FUCK YOU! Give me my keys, so I can leave!”

“Find your own fucking keys and then I don’t care what you do!”

Mickey storms into bedroom. “You don’t care? You don’t care what I do now?”

“Nope” she states, popping the p, and turning her back to him.

“You sure you don’t care?” He growls in her ear, as he wraps his arms around her and grinds up against her.

In spite of herself, she releases a moan, “I thought you were leaving?” She whimpers.

“I’ll leave when I’m good and ready, but first I think I need to fuck you stupid...”

“Is that your excuse?”

Mickey stills and then picks her up and tosses her on the bed. “You sure got a bad mouth. Good thing I know just what to put in it.”

[pekorosu]

I still wish it would have been Ash's choice 😔 Cruelty and tragedy aside, at least he could have had a choice for once about something in his life (yeah, he did choose the library, but I think it's still not quite the same). Also, he survived so much, hard to believe a simple stab wound which didn't even reach his vitals was enough to kill him and he still had time and energy to walk up to the third floor of the library but there was no way to save him...

i dunno, i think i prefer the new version because the previous version of him “choosing” to die even when he had the chance to live is just super depressing and more importantly, it goes against everything he stood for (which was to keep fighting no matter what)… as much as it also works as an active choice about something in his life, like you said. 

going off on a lil tangent here, i’d also see that choice as a final “fuck you” to golzine (imo, him saving ash at the end wasn’t because he suddenly grew a heart but was a twisted, final assertion of control, similar to how he spent the entire series chasing him around while making sure no one actually killed him bc he’s only allowed to live or die at golzine’s hands. also this way, ash will never be able to forget him—that his own tormentor saved his life—for as long as he lives). but at the same time, that would ultimately make his decision revolve around golzine, which doesn’t sit well with me.

now, i prefer to see the ending as ash having considered his chances of surviving and came to the conclusion that the odds are 99% stacked against him. this fits my view of his character more, since he doesn’t give up per se but has simply weighed his options and chosen the best one.

i also think about it like… he was pining so bad that he actually prioritised reading the letter over gambling on that 1%. in a sense, he’s accepted eiji’s offer the only way he’s able to.

so i’d argue that it’s still kiiiiiind of a “choice” just that it revolves around a different thing (i know this is a v weak argument but stiiillllll 😂). and it’s one where golzine doesn’t even factor into the equation which is GREAT bc that also works as an indirect “fuck you” as it proves that he’s not even important enough for ash to spare him a thought at the end.

i hope that made sense? sorry it’s been so long, idk how to english anymore. i tried making a chart:

maybe it’s a matter of preference? i just find it hard to brain that ash would willingly CHOOSE to die after getting eiji’s letter, so death being inevitable is more acceptable to me personally 🤷‍♂️

i totally getcha about the stab though… but i guess it was supposed to be fatal, just that missing the vitals meant it didn’t kill instantly >

and him making it all the way back to the library… i’d chalk it up to another one of his superhuman feats. i mean this skinny mf lifted an entire grown adult up an elevator WHILE hanging onto a ledge WHILE barely having recovered from surgery like wtf?? but yeah, the physics in BF has always been kinda iffy 😂 but lbr the real reason he had to die inside the library and not by the side of the building or smth was clearly bc of the ~aesthetic~ 

anyway, the main point of that post was just to clear up the discrepancy between the jp fandom and eng fandom’s reactions, and through that i can see now why they tend to be able to come to terms with the ending better than we do haha.

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@ivoryinkwell​ Tumblr’s being dumb so I’m just gonna answer this way...

Asks:

Do you know if it is ever stated why the frack the Fereldan laws against elves (such as the no weapons law and others) remained in place after Maric reclaimed the throne? It seems to me that he has zero problems or intentional prejudice against elves (that I noticed, it is entirely possible I missed nuances or anything really). That being no prejudice he is consciously aware of and may have some racial biases derived larger culture of anti-elf sentiments that exists in Thedas. 1/2

If there is no reason given, going into theory territory, do you think that this was done intentionally by either Maric or a collection of those in court with anti-elf sentiments? Or do you think it is is just something that fell to wayside in Maric's scramble of, "Holy shit I have no idea wtf I am doing! How do I run a country?!", thus making more so an issue of incompetency on Maric's part, though this does not make the bullshit laws remaining in practice any less terrible.

Yeah, throughout The Stolen Throne in particular, Maric is explicitly caring about the rights of elves. His biggest flaw is just ignorance.

“You dare compare us to a knife-ear?” he hollered, his cheeks flushed with fury. “What do we care if some elven slattern offers her worthless life for her betters? What chance do you think she has of opening the fortress gates!” Loghain saw the elven woman’s eyes go blank, and her face turned red--though whether from embarrassment or anger, he couldn’t say. Before he could respond, however, Maric dashed into the middle of the hall. His eyes were wide with a rage that Loghain had never seen in him before. “If anyone has a chance, she does,” Maric snapped. He stared challengingly at the red-haired bann, and for a moment he seemed all of ten feet tall. “And her life isn’t worthless. If you want a reason why we’re standing here at all, look no further than her. I value her life greatly, and the fact that she is willing to risk it even for ignorant men such as you makes me value it all the more.” He turned and coolly regarded the rest of the nobles, all of whom watched him in silence. Katriel’s eyes were wide with astonishment, but she continued to stare at the floor where she stood. --The Stolen Throne, pg 204-205

“Why do you defend me, Your High--Maric? You know nothing about me. Yet you keep defending me against your friends, against your countrymen. ...You need to stop.” She seemed actually concerned, emphatically placing a soft hand atop his. “You need to stop defending me. Please.” Maric took her hand in his, rubbing it tenderly. He found it amazing how even half covered in soot, she still felt softer than anything he had ever known. He smiled at her ruefully. “I can’t do that. Just because you’re an elf, they can’t say those things about you. I know they’re not true.” --The Stolen Throne, pg 272

“Katriel is special. Have you ever seen someone like her? She’s saved us, she guided us down in the Deep Roads, she’s fought at our side.” Maric pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, shaking his head. “Why can’t you see that? I don’t know that she’ll be my Queen, but would that be so wrong?” “She’s an elf. Do you think your people would accept an elven queen?” “Maybe they’ll have to.” “Maric, be serious.” “I am serious!” Maric stormed about the study, his ire building. “Why is everyone so set on telling me what decisions I have to make? How am I ever going to be a king if I don’t make any of my own decisions?” “You think this is a kingly decision, do you?” “Why not?” Maric asked acidly. --The Stolen Throne, pg 335-336

Was all this just fancy speeches and lies, then, only pretending to care about elven rights to gain support and then drop it? Is he a Trudeau? Because that makes no sense, given he a) actually looses support for doing this, and b) it’s not just in public, but in private. So I really don’t think that can be it.

Which leaves the only explanation in my mind being that the Landsmeet won’t let him change anything; remember that the Landsmeet is capable of overruling the king. Which means that in order for these things to change, the Landsmeet needs to change. That the Denerim alienage gets a bann at the end of DA:O is a good step in the right direction, because the only way elves will get more rights--without a massive rebellion--is if elves are brought into politics.