#victory spends the majority of their time with the arm off btw. it is a heavy and occasionally scalding thing to have to lug around

[sanctus-ingenium]

a tune-up with sir victory

[thiscatiscreepy]

Russia's opposition to Israel is not at all contradictory with the ongoing war in Ukraine actually. As someone who lives here, I can confidently guess that the opposition comes from Russia being 1. anti-West and 2. antisemitic.

Anti-West thing is pretty self-explanatory. It the West likes something, it's bad, be it colonialism or gay rights.

Russians are also Incredibly antisemitic. Swastikas and jokes about Hitler are commonplace, and anything related to Judaism on the Internet is met with antisemitism and, as I saw several times, photos of a smiling Hitler. Russia Loves priding itself on fighting against Nazi Germany during WWII, but everyone hates Jewish people and, Again, treats symbols of the third Reich as jokes.

There's a bus stop in my town that has a drawing of a simplistic figure stretching its arm out to call a bus, that has been drawn into Hitler, swastika and mustache. They were only scraped off by hand on May 9 (Victory Day) when people remembered that they're supposed to be against this shit.

A common way of saying you don't want to spend money on something is "being a Jew" btw.

So it was no surprise when antisemitism increased drastically since October 7. Just recently a group of people in Dagestan (a republic with a major Muslim population) infiltrated a plane to Israel to harass Jewish people. Russians authorities claim that Ukraine had a part in the organisation of it, of course.

Obviously, I'm not saying that only Jewish people suffer from more hate crimes because of the current events. Both Jewish and Muslim people were widely hated in the rest of the world already, and seeing an oppressed group killing another oppressed group is a great excuse to harass either or both of these groups.

[dorki-c]

Ms. Cheshire Cat

Characters: Dabi and Reader  

A/N: Thanks for all of the support I’ve been getting! This one-shot was HEAVILY inspired by the song called ‘Feeling Good’ by Michael Buble- anyways Happy Christmas (or if you don’t celebrate Christmas, then happy holidays)! Btw, prepare yourselves for a lil bit of spice in this one-shot and remember to like, reblog, and follow me for more content!

Edit: I accidently didnt realise I spelt the title wrong XD Anyways hope you guys enjoy it otherwise!

Important note: Reader has cat ears and a teleportation quirk :D

It was the same boring day when the raven-haired man noticed his client had decided to hire another villain to work with him and the blonde gremlin- or as most people dubbed her ‘Toga’.

And if he ever said that this new recruit had made the day seem more interesting, that wouldn’t be a lie.

From that point onwards, neither of you realised that this sort of encounter would ensue many more meetings or as Toga likes to say, “lots of cheesy and gross flirting” because of the numerous times she’s walked into a room in the place of operation where either Dabi or (y/n) were roaming their lust-entranced eyes over the other person’s body.

Though once this normal day to day thing had ended when the client had no use for the crummy place. It was upsetting to say the least.

From each corner of the villain’s hideout, everyone had noticed Dabi’s change of behaviour after the mission was done and dusted. In the male’s head, he wasn’t annoyed that the job wasn’t thoroughly complete- that was Shigaraki’s reaction- but instead, with a shallow gaze down into the small shot glass swirling with the deep hazy golden-brown liquid, Dabi had thought of the many possibilities on when he could see you again.

Or how he could see you. But let’s leave those thoughts at the back of his head for now.

Throwing his head back, the burning liquid ran down his throat like the change of scenery around him.

He was no longer in the league’s hideout but instead in a largely owned villain nightclub- one that he hasn’t been to yet- although, it was only for a small errand of getting a folder of information because Twice couldn’t be bothered to get his lazy ass off the couch and additionally it would be good for him to “find other fish in the sea.”- quoted by that one marble guy (which Dabi can’t be asked to remember his name).

As minutes licked past in a slow languid fashion, the dangling golden dimmed lights strung up above the bartending station as the rambunctious gathering hole blared with music and the heavy smog of cigarette smoke.

Gripping the folder in his hand, Dabi thought to stay for a little bit. Maybe it will help him gain information on your whereabouts were, though it was difficult. Ever since Giran had informed the villain of your ‘in and out of existence’ behaviour being a normal occurrence for assassins, that still spurred him to the brink of exhaustion.

Closing his eyes when cocking his head backwards in an attempt to feel an exasperated sense of serenity in this unknown environment, when Dabi’s eyes circled in confusion at the appearance of another glass of vodka sitting cutely on top of the glossy lacquered redwood bar. It dawned upon him when the sticky warm breath of somebody’s breath tickling his pierced ear had angelically whispered “Aren’t you going to drink it?” that it was actually your voice.

“Is there poison?” Dabi muttered as two of his ten fingers grasped the clear shot glass that could’ve been mistaken to be empty if not for the reflection of the liquid inside of it. “No, baby.” Murmured (y/n) as two (e/c) cat ears flickered in anxious need for his hands to caress you once more.

“Good kitten.” He took his drink of victory, placed the glass down and leaned upwards to feel the pressure of your chest squeezing so right against taut shoulders. He didn’t care if those dangling illuminations had shined straight into his eyes because he had you locked in his grasp.

Slightly shaking hands reached up to feel the smooth texture of your ears resulting in your lungs releasing an unsteady puff of air when the atmosphere had stagnantly crumbled away in the wake of their minds resulting in (y/n) becoming lightheaded, causing the female to dip her head forward allowing her lover to please her more.

“Do you like that kitten?” She knew Dabi had a shit-eating grin on his face and she didn’t give a flying fuck. “Y-yes…” With the impossibly soft tug of the male’s fingers, when he sneakily pulled one of his hands away from your ears, he led you to a room. “Where are we going?” If it weren’t for your body being held close to his, Dabi wouldn’t have heard you.

Though he didn’t answer you.

Instead, your vision had given you the answer you needed.

Throwing yourself down onto the nightclub’s private bed, Dabi had closed and locked the door behind him.

It wasn’t long for two calloused hands to feel the familiar bumps of your pure untattered skin or have them crawl up against the smooth mesh fabric covering the majority of your body, only being held up by two thick but light weight chains of gold, where Dabi satisfyingly rests his fingers and glides his thumbs slowly down the buds of your body.

“I’m surprised,” He spoke first as (y/n)’s eyes hesitantly snapped up to meet his, “usually your feistier—” Let’s not forget how Dabi caught the narrowing of your eyes “Not like this is any bad, kitten…” Spending no time for you to give a response, he shoved his lips onto yours. Locking them in with the help of salvia, the villain spent not even a millisecond in taking those golden chains and moving them down your arms to reveal the jutted-out bones that shaped the collarbone.

Your skin was always tantalising for him to bite and mark. “T-that’s not fair…” Peeking your eyes open, the male’s outfit still remained on him as untouched as ever whereas he was slowly- most annoyingly- removing the scandalous dress that left nothing for the mind to think about.

“What’s not fair, kitten?” Under this dimmed lighting, you noted how his bright blue orbs seemed to emit some sort of glow to use as a tactic of submission. “Y-your t-teasing me…” Raising your arms upwards to wrap around the warm mounds, the slick sensation of a warm slippery organ ran itself along the thin helix of her ear where in that moment, a low chuckle bellowed out of Dabi’s throat.

“I thought you liked being teased?” All you needed to do is grab that folder and escape your lover’s grasp. Though that was proving more difficult than it was thought out to be.

The money that came with this incognito mission was something you desperately needed, but even then, what should you choose? Dabi or money? Love or wealth?

Maybe you could pick both? That’s what (y/n) thought, as she felt a warm digit press harshly against the nether regions of her body. Sure, the entrance to the forbidden cavern was blocked by expensive fishnet tights and soft cotton panties, but it doesn’t stop the slithering finger of the villain above her.

Dabi eyed the twitching ears and the flooding blood to (y/n)’s cheeks, “Kitten, you haven’t answered my question…” He also eyed the sporadic squirming of wanting some sort of release from a singular digit pressing against your body. Leaning forward to only allow your eyes to stare dead centre into his own with a hint of sobriety lingering. “Com’ on kitten,” It was only his voice that lured you into a true sense of serenity, “you don’t want to be a bad kitty, do you?”

“No, no, no, I don’t—" The words had squeaked through babbling curses as an advantage to him. “Then answer my question.” As harsh as before the separation, his actions further proved his meaning, though with that crazed pearly white smile, you weren’t sure what signal he was sending.

“I-I think. I d-do…” He simply shook his head.

“I need a clear answer—" She didn’t know at the time, but when the music in the nightclub had a bass drop hit from the band preforming as Dabi dipped his finger near her nether region- after wriggling under the cloth barrier- that was when (y/n) snapped out of her intoxicated state and teleported across the room with the folder sitting snug in her fingers grasp.

It was a surprise to Dabi. Darting his head towards the folder that was left unadministered on the side of the bed, it wasn’t there.

Instead, in the corner of his vision, there you stood; fully dressed before you entered this room and wearing a wide grin.

Jumping off the bed to get the folder out of your grasp, Dabi swiped at your illusions body. “Wrong move, baby.” Snapping his head towards the direction of Chester cat grinning lady dangling from the window by only her arms.

In a second, she was there. In another second, she disappeared.

(Y/n) was called Ms. Chester cat, for a reason.

God fucking damnit. How could he have let his horniness get the better of himself?

The next morning was another surprise.

With the throbbing of his head echoing like a traditional drum being banged against, the excuse he made to Shigaraki had been half-assed- considering he was cockblocked by his beloved kitten.

So, here he was sitting short-fused and tired. When Giran had opened the door to his working place room waving a very familiar coloured folder paired with a red stained kiss on it- Dabi may or may not have jumped to conclusions that you were playing with him.

“The fuck? You better not be playing with me, Giran.” Looming over the broker, he wasn’t impressed with whatever the fuck is going on.

Through the expression that he was receiving didn’t give him all the answers, the next sentence he heard was an impressively bold one.

“What?” Giran shrugged at Dabi, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Say thanks to your little lady next time.”

Huffing in response, Dabi gave Giran a dismissive wave.

 “Well, she is a Cheshire cat, after all.” 

Taglist:

  @orenjineki, @haredabi, @in-this-house-we-stan-izuku​, @glitterfreezed​

[depressedkakashihatake]

team gai assigned to bring kakashi back to the village- gai doesnt want to hurt him and his students dont understand why. gai spends his time slowly trying to coax kakashi closer and capture him but kisame and zabuza are not having it. neji is the first to notice just how much gai is holding back and can see how much it hurts him to have to attack kakashi. together, neji lee and tenten take kakashi down but make sure all of his injuries are only temporary and can be healed

ok so my only problem with this is i really don’t think Neji, Lee and Tenten are capable of taking Kakashi down, even in Cannon. As a team and even on their own the three of then could certainly do damage, but the only way they’re taking him down is if he lets them, espeshally because he doesn’t have the sharingan in the Au which was a huge chakra drain even when he wasn’t using it so it really limited him.

Either way, with All of team Gai (including Gai) working together to take down Kakashi or him deciding to let them win, it involves Kakashi having to convince Kisame and Zabuza to leave, because obviously they’re not going to let him get hurt either way (weither team gai could beat him or not)

and that would definitly be hard for Kakashi to do. Zabuza and Kisame are protective of him, but he knows what could happen to the team and specificly Gai if they fail to capture him, plus he can get information by getting captured.

It would certainly look like the won though. Kakashi’s not stupid enough to make it obviouse that he threw the match because that would just lead to even more problems for him.

But also the inage of Gai carrying Kakashi on his back, Arms tied together in front of Gai’s chest and completly unconciouse (because he would have to be and i really think it would be Tenten’s attack that would do it because a huge weapon hitting him would certainly do some major damage) is just

urge the angst

and Team Gai would be praised for their victory. Everyone would celebrate them for taking down an S Rank missing nin, but All three of them know Gai hates it. They’re not sure why he cares about this Mist shinobi, but it’s clear he does even if he puts on his usual victorious mask so no one else knows.

and the moment someone tries to take off Kakashi’s mask, ong. He would freak. Like Neji tried to do it himself, but Gai stopped him because he knows how cautiouse Kakashi is about his mask. He hates being without it.

So i can just see an Anbu somdier being told to take off Kakashi’s mask, and injuries or not Kakashi is not letting that happen. An entire room lights up with electricity and takes down everyone within range.

Tsunade has to send in diffrent people to get the first group out and then do the job they were supposed to do, and with orders not to even try to touch Kakashi’s mask because clearly that is something he will risk death in order to protect and they can’t lose him.

The info he has is too valuable to them because he could help take down two other S rank missing nin

(I’m not trying to insult Neji, Tenten and Lee’s skill or power btw. They’re forced to be messed with, but Kakashi is a hokage level ninja. To take him down would take a lot and the only people i think could do it from the leaf are Gai, Tenzo, Tsunade, Naruto (post kakuzu and hidan), Sasuke (post war) and Sakura (post war). Perhaps Danzo but i think they’re more on even skill ground)