#whEW

[yudol-skorbi]

so apparently i am celebrating c3 end by doing Bells Hells human AU!

Was this a plan? no

But it kinda lined up perfectly so here we go

THANK YOU BELLS HELLS CRITICAL ROLE I AM GOING TO MISS YOU 💜

[bigsadbison]

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[negrowhat]

The way Cir is 10 seconds away from swallowing Phu whole?? The way he is legit humping Phu?? THE WAY THEY'RE ENTANGLED RIGHT NOW???

I'm am literally going insane about the way desire is shown here!

Cir is doing his absolute best to hold onto the hair thin string of restraint he has. I'm sure Phu is wondering why Cir is even holding back because if he didn't want it he would say it. Phu is very vocal and forthcoming on just about anything.

The desire and need and tension between these two is the best I've seen in a long time.

[nthngtoseehere-blog]

Thank you, @zhouxiangs , I've been hoping someone would gif this.

[tributary]

no migrant detention facilities are not auschwitz but i promise you something does not have to be auschwitz in order to be very bad. i am telling you that this comparison distracts from the point instead of galvanizing support by inviting discussion about the appropriateness of the comparison. i am telling you that there are ways to make people listen and ways to make them tune out, especially in a time like now.

[toodrunktofindaurl]

guess what i rewatched

[ppeuppeuppeu]

this was honestly so frickin HOT

[gl1tzh]

HAPPY NEIL BANGING OUT THE TUNES DAY TO EVERYONE!!

he really is banging those tunes woah look at him

[0nsyu]

To share a quote from the tattoo artist:

Shisa and Hibiscus This, like Rikiya's, is a design that brings the essence of Okinawa to the forefront. It resembles the standard karajishi seen in irezumi, but the way its ears stand up, among other things, differs subtly. — Horitomo

Taking into account the rest of Horitomo's commentary on his designs (featured in the 10th and 15th anniversary books), as well as commentary from Yokoyama, there is for sure a wealth of evidence for the idea the tattoos are meant to represent the characters in question! I've always felt Yakuza 3's are particularly well-thought out and Nakahara's is no exception, coinciding with Yokoyama's estimation that his writing got a lot tighter overall from that game on.

Lot of good points brought up here, and there are a few things that come to mind about the origins and cultural context surrounding the shisa I'd like to add.

Firstly, shisa are not considered a form of komainu. The two are thought to have evolved separately from the shishi/karajishi at different times. "Shisa" is the Okinawan pronunciation of "shishi," and they're called "shiishii" in Yaeyaman. "Komainu," on the other hand, is chiefly thought to suggest the idea was brought to Japan via Goryeo/Koma, or perhaps more broadly the area around mainland China according to some.

Komainu came to be some time after shishi were brought to Japan from China. Shishi originally came in symmetrical, open-mouthed pairs, but thanks to Japanese sensibilities favoring asymmetry, "shishi-komainu" pairs (with an open-mouthed shishi on the right and a close-mouthed komainu on the left) became popular.

They have other differences, of course: komainu may or may not have horns while shishi never do, among other things, but a number of their features have become muddled in meaning and difficult to distinguish. The term "shishi-komainu" for the pair has in a sense become just "shishi" or "komainu" colloquially because of this, with the distinction between shishi and komainu only being made if they physically differ from one another in a way that's recognized. If you see one with a beribboned ball (like the one pictured in your post above, actually) and one with a cub, though, that's a male and female shishi/komainu respectively.

Shisa were brought to Okinawa from China around the time (or shortly after) the asymmetry between male and female was established, which may be why the open-mouthed and close-mouthed variants came to denote gender instead of species, but that one's entirely speculation on my part. Another difference between shisa and shishi-komainu is that they actually don't come in pairs as often as the game suggests; more often, sure, but there are plenty of examples of lone shisa.

This relates to the final difference I want to highlight for this post, which is that while shishi-komainu guard the emperor and the divine, shisa guard villages and homes; lone shisa were often erected to guard against fires, while pairs were erected to ward off evil. Famously, the lone Tomori shisa, the oldest recorded stone shisa in Okinawa, was used as a shield by US military forces spying on Japanese military forces during WWII. Today, the bullet holes that mark its surface have faded considerably.

So I do think it's interesting that Nakahara has a lone shisa. Shisa are, after all, often tattooed in pairs, on both sides of the chest or on the arms. Where that leads me personally, though, isn't that Kiryu represents the missing half of the pair. With regard to Saki, Kiryu doesn't say a word to her outside of Premium Adventure, and he leaves her care to Rikiya and Mikio, Haruka who volunteers, even the other orphanage kids—everyone but himself, essentially. And she's only staying at the Morning Glory for a week or less before Nakahara gets better, most of which Kiryu is in Kamurocho for. The oryu, like the shishi-komainu, is loyal to the emperor (in this case, Daigo as sixth chairman, a reading Mine's tattoo reinforces) and leaves his responsibilities behind to attend to him.

But it's not specific to Kiryu. To me, no one person represents the missing half of the pair, because there is no missing half of the pair. Nakahara is the lone shisa that guards not just his daughter and his men but his community, a community that loves him and his men and his daughter in return, in stark contrast to most other yakuza organizations in the series. And like the lone Tomori shisa, with its bullet holes from a conflict Nakahara is not even one generation removed from, his must have faded by now too.

Shigeru Nakahara's tattoo being a shīsā (J. シーサー), a regional form of the komainu (J. 狛犬), is actually really cute, and I like how it's surrounded by an Okinawan floral motif.

Shīsā are these iconic Buddhist creatures that you can find in a lot of Japanese shrines and other sacred sites. They're supposed to be protectors that almost always come in pairs. Earlier, you can encounter a substory with a married couple looking for the partner of a shīsā statue that they bought alone that introduces the player to this concept.

What I like about Nakahara's shīsā is that it's alone, he only has one on his back, but as a character he's defined by two particularly strong bonds. One is with Saki, his adoptive daughter, the character he is protecting and whom the desire to protect acts as a power up here, and the other with Kiryu, who is implicitly, in my nerd headcanon here, being positioned as the counterpart guardian during this storyline.

I may be totally off here but I want to believe this is the case because it is more evidence to my growing Yakuza Tattoos Are Advanced Fursonas Theory.

I also just think it's a really cute design for a fat old Okinawa jiji to have.

*the komainu are themselves a regional form of a broader East Asian concept, and I'm pretty sure but not certain that "komainu" itself is a portmanteau meaning "Korean dog," and they're also sometimes referred to as karajishi, meaning "Chinese lion." This is not to say that the symbolism and narratives associated with them are universal!! It's kind of like how gumiho (K. 구미호) foxes in Korean mythology tend to be real assholes who turn into hot women to eat your guts, while their role in Japanese mythology is influenced by the Inari Ōkami (J. 稲荷大神) fox religion.

Shīsā specifically have a lot of Ryukyuan religious influence, and tend to be gendered, with the male having his mouth closed to keep evil out and the female having her mouth open to let good in, though I've heard the reverse. Shīsā can be found in Okinawa on gateposts to non-religious buildings just like Morning Glory, and have been built for a variety of reasons like warding off fires. According to Ryukyuan legend, they were even used to ward off dragons.

Mythology and culture are super complex living things and I'm being very very very broad here. I apologize if I'm incorrect, I am just a student. Please be nice to me.

[turnipoddity]

and if a double decker bus crashes into us

[luke-skyjokers]

Kudos to The Acolyte's wardrobe department making Qimir look so skinny and unassuming in all of the long-sleeved baggy clothing before the reveal because Manny Jacinto looks NOTHING like that.

[road-kill-eater]

for KraggaroK on artfight

[burnforyou]

CREEP - LUIGI MANGIONE x READER

!WARNING! he is a perv, creep, watching/stalking you, reader is called "innocent" and "small," caught (kinda), solo!m!msterbte. if any of this is triggering, do not read. if you don't like, do not read. minors dni.

he turned his car off and all the lights faded away, leaving him surrounded by a silent darkness. where he parked left him a perfect view up into your illuminated bedroom in your college house. you lived with 3 other girls, but it was clear which room was yours based on your insomnia. what's keeping her up tonight? he wondered. is she thinking about me?

he peered into your room, his heart jolting at the sight of you walking into the room in only a towel. I'm the luckiest man in the world. before, he'd got off to your photos, or his imagination, but this was something different, something more. it was real. he felt the adrenaline running through his veins as he ran his hand down his abs (picturing your soft, small, feminine hand), and grasped his now hard cock through his pants, beginning to stroke it slowly. you really were right in front of him and were completely unaware of what he was doing, unaware of how sexy you are, unaware of how badly he needs you. so innocent. just getting out of the shower, doing your daily routine, and you had no idea he was watching you, using you to get off. he took his cock out and shuddered, feeling the cold air against his sensitive tip.

fuck, it's so, so, wrong, but so hot. he needs you so bad it angers him. he's never wanted someone this badly before, he's never been this obsessed with anyone before. he has never jerked off thinking about someone before: he's always just pulled up a porno or found someone to get him off. sure, he'd look up porn stars with your features. since he met you, he's shamelessly been doing this: curating his hook-up's to girls who resembled you, even if that meant they had the same hair color as you and he'd fuck them face down and imagine (wish) they were you. sometimes he'd even moan your name by accident. but he was sure none of them would ever compare to you.

he stroked his lengthy, now rock solid, cock and titled his head back, squeezing his eyes shut. he opened them quickly when he remembered you were truly in front of him, there was no need to imagine you now. when he looked back up at you, you had slipped your towel off. he groaned at the sight of you now completely bare in front of him.

his hips rutted into his hand instinctively and his hot breath started to fog up the car windows. he continued fucking into his hand, imagining it was your pussy gripping him, not his loser hand.

"keep fucking your hand like the loser you are," he imagined you whispering to him, playing with your perfect pussy in front of him, teasing him, torturing him.

"keep imagining me as you jerk off." he continued.

"don't stop." he continued.

"good boy." he continued.

your skin looked so smooth to the touch, so sweet to the lips. he watched as you put lotion all over your body and imagined him helping you out. he imagined using the same lotion to stroke his cock. he imagined sliding his hands up and down your long, toned legs, rubbing in your lotion. you put your leg up on your bed, continuing to rub your lotion in and flash your perfect pussy out the window. the sight of it alone has him sucking in a breath and letting go of his throbbing dick so he doesn't cum too quick. his hard cock hit his lower abdomen with a slap. he imagined his girth slapping against your face. he breathed out. he wants to let this moment last.

at this point, it felt like you were putting on a show for him; just for him.

"fuck, baby, that's it," he whimpers, gripping his dick once again, imaging its your soft hand instead of his. finishing using your lotion, you turned around and unknowingly revealed your plump ass to him, prematurely sending him over the edge. his hips bucked up. his whole body shook, and he cried out your name.

he came hard all over his hand and pants, but he wasn't done. his tip shone red and angry but he kept moving his hand up and down on his overstimulated cock, squeezing and watching you. not once did he take his eyes off of your body. he was addicted to the drug that was your body. all he wanted to do was ram his cock into you and kiss you as you came. he wanted to hold your hands and wipe away your tears of pleasure. you slipped on little black panties, ones he knew he would be stealing pretty soon, and a big white t-shirt.

the obscene sound and scent of hot sex filled his car. he swiped his thumb across his tip, imaging your lips kissing it. he pictured you grinding on his dick in your little black panties, teasing him, as you slathered him in your juices. he wanted to push the black fabric to the side and delve into you, tasting your sweet juices.

"fuck," he whined, his dick so sensitive, so ready to cum again. he gazed at you finishing your routine, putting on your skincare. he noticed your ass peeking out from the shirt with each movement and sighed, purely at the sight of your beauty. he knows this is wrong, he was not raised to do this. he knows he's a creep, a pervert. but that makes it so much better.

you turned around and walked towards the window. his hand and his heart beat sped up uncontrollably. he hurriedly jerked off, knowing he was close to another hard climax "shit," he muttered, eyes flickering between your hard nipples and pretty face, "just like that."

"I'm not gonna last long baby," he muttered, acting like you could hear him, like you were sitting in his passenger seat, leaned across the console, with your lips wrapped around his cock, licking at his veins, your plump ass in the air, his hands wrapped in your hair, your innocent doe eyes looking up at him, a tear falling every time your nose pressed against the hair around his cock.

you finally reached the window and peered out into the darkness. for a millisecond he swore you looked down at him and caught him in the act. it was that that sent him over the edge once again. the small possibility of being caught, of your eyes meeting his, had him cumming harder than ever before. he sputtered out even more cum, grasping onto the leather car seat hard. his toes curled and he moaned your name uncontrollably. his moans came out as needy, desperate, broken sobs. sweat and cum glistened all over his bare chest and thighs.

you closed your blind and shut off your light. his lips stayed parted as he panted in dark silence once again.

[myrcella-lannister]

MAXXXINE (2024)

[unadulteratedloathings]

THE GOOD PLACE (2016-2020)

[liv0]

Glinda stronger than me, i would've gotten on her broom immediately