#you can't push someone up as unbeatable

[aerodaltonimperial]

my unpopular wrestling opinion is that i hope hook doesn't get the FTW back because it's so limiting in terms of matches he can have when he's got it and i want to see him expand into having solid, good, entertaining matches where he loses

[weirdsht]

More Than Deserving - Kim Rok Soo/Reader pt. 2

notes: ik both the fics are short but i really feel like i can't put them in the same fic, like they have to be separated

tags: female reader, angst, blood, Cale might be ooc, NOVEL SPOILERS (Kim Rok Soo's life back on earth)

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

Pls don't repost my work anywhere without my permission

Constructive criticisms and any kind of interaction are more than welcome

Requests are open and welcome

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Can I Really? (pt. 1) Navigation Masterlist

You are someone who has learned how to live and thrive in a ruined world. You are someone who has survived the cataclysm when everyone around you did not. Someone who hardened at a young age just so she wouldn’t be pushed by power-tripping people.

Sometimes you hate the person you have become. Sometimes you think that you have become a coward who hides her fear in the cold wall she constantly hardens.

However, Kim Rok Soo told you otherwise.

“It’s admirable that you can stand up for yourself. Just ignore anyone who says otherwise, they are just mad that they can’t push you around.”

No matter how nonchalant his voice was, you could tell he meant every word you said. That gave you comfort. Gave you the strength you need to not conform to how other people want to.

You would like to say that it was just his words that motivated you. However, you may be a coward but you aren’t a liar.

So you can’t deny the fact that it was the person, not the words.

That it was because it was Kim Rok Soo who told you those words.

You know yourself. Know that you have been harbouring feelings for the strategist for a long time. Can’t deny the way you would try to seek him out, try to befriend him.

Because you also know that it’s where you draw the line.

It wasn’t for any grand or selfish reasons. It was merely out of respect. Out of loving him so much you don’t want your feelings to burden him. To weigh him down.

So you settled for being friends with him. He was a good friend, really. He may try to act all annoyed and irritable but he will always be there whenever you need him.

Will always be there to watch old crappy movies with you.

Buy or cook the foods you have been craving.

Be a shoulder to cry on whenever you’re feeling sad.

Always cares for you every chance he gets.

Oh my god was he just so perfect.

And it does nothing to help your feelings. Those pesky feelings that you wish would just disappear. Sometimes you would wish for the grounds to swallow you whole because your heart is beating so loud that you swear he could hear it.

But still, you did not respond to your feelings.

What can you say? You guess you love him that much. You love Kim Rok Soo so much that you can’t even think of being selfish and confessing.

Your life continued like that for a long time.

And then a little birdie with a yong let it slip that Kim Rok Soo might just reciprocate your feelings. You then responded to that birdie that you’ll try to confess after the mission you guys are going to.

Unfortunately, you never got the chance to.

The monster was unranked and way stronger than all of you had anticipated. You had no other choice other than to fight in the vanguard along with team leader Lee Soo Hyuk and ability user Choi Jung Soo. 

However, despite your efforts the monsters remain unbeatable. 

Before you know it the two other Soos are dead. You are covered in blood and dying too.

During your final minute, the thought of confessing crossed your mind.

Maybe it was because of the way your love was holding you so tightly in his arms.

Nonetheless, you thought against it. You cannot leave him with that kind of burden.

“I hope you find someone that can make you happy…”

‘Even if that someone cannot be me. I will be happy to see you happy.’

In the end, your love for him won over your greed of wanting to confess.

In the end, you couldn’t do it.

In the end, you just had to say your confession internally, never for Kim Rok Soo nor the world to hear.

‘I love you… I hope you can learn to love yourself too.’

[nhothicket]

ON MY KNEE IM IN LOVE WITH YOUR BAND AU ON MY KNEES BEGGING FOR ANYTHING ELSE YOU HAVE TO SPARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A FANFIC, FANART, JUST A SIMPLE LIKE ANYTHING TEXT POST SOBBING AND WEEPING AT YOUR FEET!!!!!!!!

I decided to do both some art and a fic because you asked so nicely!! Thank you for the nice ask, I hope this is what you were looking for ^v^

I couldn't come up with a good title for this fic whoops.

Words - 1.4k

No warnings, they're gay and they act gay

Summary - Etho finds himself dragged away from the safety of his tour bus and into the den of very scary and very cool rockstar, Bdoubleo.

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"Wash up on your six." Pause lightly elbowed Etho with a snicker. "Comin' right for ya."

"Hurry up then." Etho tried to push his bandmates into the bus, but the chase was over before it began.

"Etho!" The threat approached.

"Beef, move-"

"Sorry man, you're on your own." Beef climbed on and turned to give him an entirely unapologetic smile. "You guys have fun now."

"Hey-" The bus door shut right in his face. "Beef! Pause! Hey!"

"Ethooo!" Two arms slung around his neck from behind, awkwardly pulling him down and backward. Etho gagged and turned around. Face to face with the tiny menace of the festival grounds. "Long time no see!"

"Hey, Bdoubleo."

"So formal, you're no fun, sweetheart." Bdubs puffed his cheeks out. "It's been like a y- like whole year, c'mon, loosen up!"

"It's been a few months and I'm busy."

"No you ain't. I saw your buddies ditch ya." Bdubs offered up all the charm he could muster. "Wanna hang out in my van?"

"Not creepy at all." Etho's protest was weak willed. He leaned down and ruffled Bdubs' hair without even thinking about it, it came as a second nature at this point. "Yeah, sure."

"You just can't deny me. I'm irresistible!"

"Uh-huh."

"Your sarcasm is no use!" Bdubs dragged Etho across the lot to his shabby old van. Etho would judge, but if it weren't for Beef and Pause, he'd be touring out of the back of his ancient pickup. Bdubs threw the back doors open and hopped inside. "Didya see my set this morning? I know it was a bit early for someone like you."

"Of course I did." Etho gracefully ignored the last comment. Perched on the edge of the trunk, Bdubs' enthusiasm was contagious, his prideful smile was so genuine it made Etho smile a bit under his mask in a shallow imitation. "Loud as always."

"You know it!" The back of Bdubs' van was surprisingly clean. Two seats sat on each side and a mini fridge was pressed into the back corner. A soft mat was rolled up opposite to it, presumably Bdubs' bed. Bdubs got up to flop onto a seat and pat the spot next to him. "Beer?"

"Uhh..." As soon as Etho sat down an arm settled around his shoulders. "Yeah, sure. Why not?"

"That's what I like to hear." Bdubs opened up his little fridge and tossed Etho a can. He refused to remove his arm from Etho's shoulders and instead used his teeth to crack his own can open, kicking the fridge shut. "Off with the mask! I'm not some fanboy, I'm the real deal! Itsh been so long, I've missed seeing your dopey face."

"Bold words coming from the goofiest solo act I've ever seen."

"I am not goofy! I'm hard!"

"Oh?" Etho pulled his mask down just to show Bdubs his smug smirk.

"Don't- don't give me that! You know what I mean!" Bdubs growled. "I'm a rockstar!"

"You were like decades ago."

"And still going strong!" Bdubs took an obnoxious gulp from his beer. "You are awfully mouthy for a man who plays a freakin' keytar, what decade is it for you?"

"You'd know, old man."

"I am not- Okay, old lady! Fresh outta the 1600s!"

"Boomer."

"That's my name! Don't wear it out, Ethel!"

They glared at eachother for a moment, locked in a silent staring contest. Bdubs and his obnoxious doe eyes were forever unbeatable though, and Etho was forced to blink. A very ungraceful winner cheered and crushed a can to further punctuate his manly dominance.

"I'm never forgiving Pause for telling you."

"Aww, but its so cute." Bdubs pinched Etho's cheek. "What, your parents wanted a girl or something?"

"Sure, something like that." Etho sipped from his beer, sliding a bit down the seat so Bdubs could more comfortably pull his charm. As small as Bdubs was, it was always comical watching him stretch to take up the more dominant flirting positions. Etho knew he'd sit there with his arm up around his shoulders until it went numb if that's what it took.

"You haven't told me you missed me yet."

"I forgot I even knew you."

"Ouch! Rude." Bdubs leaned closer and winked. "I think about you all the time."

"Yeah, because you're the most jealous person I know."

"Guilty as charged!" Bdubs chirped. He easily slid right back into joking when his attempt at flirting was met with more banter; Etho wasn't sure he'd be able to recover that quickly himself.

"Plotting my downfall, huh?"

"I'll get you some day."

"I'm rooting for you."

"Thank you, sweetheart! You're always on my side." Bdubs tapped his can to Etho's. "To ruining your career."

"To ruining my career."

The pair fell into a lull, Bdubs kept chatting, but it was mostly white noise. Bdubs talked just to talk and Etho listened just to listen. It was only a few beers later and the lull transitioned into a comfortable buzz. Bdubs got a bright idea. He reached over the seats in the middle of the van, clumsily pulling over his decorated acoustic guitar.

"Any requests, Easy?"

"Anything but one of your own." Etho absent-mindedly dropped his arm around Bdubs' shoulders, reestablishing the connection that had been broken when the shorter man went to get his instrument.

"You are so mean to me." Bdubs puffed his cheeks out as he thought. "We should do some music together sometime."

"You'd be eaten alive." Etho considered the reputation Bdubs had. "I can see it already— you fighting with all the people online."

"It'd be worth it." Bdubs played a few random chords. "We could do a love duet."

"With Pause? I'm not a vocalist, Bdubs."

"You didn't deny being in love with me."

"I wouldn't have to love you to sing a song with you."

"I'd write it about us, baby."

"Uh-huh." A brief silence started to build, but Bdubs quickly broke the tension with a snicker, Etho followed suit. "You're an idiot."

"C'mon! You got a good voice. We could do an epic rock ballad."

"I'm good."

"Your loss!" Bdubs turned back to his guitar, but Etho could see the mischief brewing on his face. "You still like Paramore?"

"Don't play it."

"I learned a song just for you!"

"Don't play it, Bdubs." He already knew what the sappy romantic had in mind.

"You are so unappreciative. I go out of my way to learn a nice song from the 'music' you like." Bdubs threw up air quotes and Etho just rolled his eyes. How a man who'd sold his soul to the system could stand to be so critical of what counted as music was beyond him.

"Give me your guitar."

"No!" Bdubs got two chords out before Etho pulled it from his hands. "Hey! Hey! Give it here!"

"I'm not letting you try to serenade me with a song you heard on the radio."

"You know it would work! C'monnn!"

"Absolutely not." Etho held the guitar away from Bdubs, but regrettably, he couldn't hide his smile when his mask was around his neck.

"You come into my house! Sit on my bed! And dare disrespect me like this?"

"We are in the back of a van, Bdoubleo."

"My home away from home!" Etho leaned across the trunk and dropped the guitar onto the other seat. Bdubs immediately tried to lunge for it, but Etho caught him in a bear hug before he could even stand up. In fact, being hugged instantly stopped Bdubs in his tracks. "Woah, hey- guess I didn't need to serenade you at all!"

"Sure." Etho pulled away so he could see Bdubs' face. Alcohol warmed cheeks, dark eyes, and a stupid smirk.

"Like what you see?"

"Maybe."

"Shomehow, you manage to dry text when you talk." Bdubs rolled his eyes. He leaned up and kissed Etho, his patience worn thin in his buzz. Etho pulled him closer. "I missed you."

"Me too." Etho finally admitted. They sat with their foreheads pressed together.

"You could afford to text back more often, I know you ain't that freakin' famous."

"Isn't the anticipation more fun?"

"Don't play coy! I know you're just lazy."

"Guilty." Bdubs pressed a flurry of kisses to Etho's jaw.

"You're lucky I even allow you in my pre- in my presence, I don't usually kiss fans."

"It's a good thing I don't care much for sellouts then."

"Kiss my ass."

"Ohh, the bad boy said a curse word."

"Get out of my van, I'm sick of your stupid face already." Bdubs grumbled. Yet, his arms stayed locked around Etho's waist. Etho made no attempt to change that.

"Gonna be at our set tomorrow? It's past your bedtime."

"You're worth stayin' up for." Bdubs cooed. "Better dedicate a song to me."

"We'll play twinkle twinkle little star for you."

"On your nerdy little fake guitar?"

"On my nerdy little fake guitar."

"Adorable."

[zadezy]

April 21, prompt: run, @jegulus-microfic

He couldn't breathe.

His lungs were screaming for air, begging him to slow down, stop, and get some oxygen into his bloodstream, but he didn't listen.

He pushed and pushed, trying to get his legs to run faster and as quietly as possible, just so that he wouldn't be heard.

He cursed himself for not taking Evan's offer of going to the gym with them. How could he ever know he would need to be in shape so he could escape from–

"Come on, love, you know you can't hide from me."

The voice was too close, and Regulus' heart seized in his chest. Just a little more, he could see the edge of the forest and the light from a few houses ahead of him. He was almost at safety. Just a few more–

It was dark and he was in the woods, and truthfully it was surprising it hadn't happened before. He tripped.

His hands took the most impact, pain shooting up his arms, but he ignored it, scrambling to get up because he was so close, he needed to move–

Arms wrapped around him just before he could bolt, one around his waist, pressing him into a strong chest, and the other pressed a sharp knife against his throat, stopping his every movement.

He looked up, between the branches into the dark sky, to the stars glinting, and he sagged back into the firm body, fight leaving him, and suddenly he was so tired. He had known he wouldn't escape him, but he still tried. He had fought with everything he had, but of course, it wasn't enough. This was James, after all.

He resigned himself for the fate that awaited him, for losing against someone unbeatable. He took a deep breath, preparing himself, when words were whispered into his ear.

"Finally caught you, baby."

The world went black.

[312 words]

[cruyuu]

Oh my god your last SukuIta post is so asl;djfdsa;l.... Like I always knew that Sukuna was lonely and that Yuuji was the only one that Sukuna ever needed to feel fulfillment, I completely missed the fact that YUUJI is lonely too. I mean... in the JJK world, where everyone is either morally gray or evil, is apathetic to the wellbeing of the masses/common man, and prioritizes only themselves and those they happen to care about, Yuuji is literally the only purely morally good and selfless (1/2)

character out there. There is literally NOBODY out there who understands Yuuji or his mindset or his convictions except Sukuna, even if Sukuna refuses to acknowledge that he understands him. And there is something oddly romantic about that??? Because unlike literally everyone and their mother (Gojo, Kashimo, etc) trying and failing to reach Sukuna, NOBODY even tries to understand Yuuji. Instead, Yuuji's always the one trying to understand and reach out to others (Hikari, Higurama, etc). (2/3) So, Sukuna's the only person who truly, genuinely understands Yuuji, and who, despite himself, actually took the time to observe him and understand his worldview. They are literally the only people who can ease each other's loneliness and that is so a;sjdlfja;s to me just GOD

Oh, anon, you're right. You're so right. You hit the nail on the head and you made me tear up a little.

The reason that post even came to be is because I listened to Day Scanner, one of Sukuna's character songs, and realized that it awfully fits someone else as well. Yuuji, alongside Sukuna, is also unreachable but the way the narrative unfolds it is so hard to notice until you really sit down and think about Yuuji as a character. Does he have an equal? Is there anyone as selfless as him? Isn't he also "unseen and unknown by anyone"?

And yet, someone sees him. Someone is acknowledging him and actively trying to push his brilliance to the surface, even if unaware of it. Someone who's so praised by the narrative, constantly winning and is unbeatable and unreachable. Someone who comments on his progress as a sorcerer constantly, plucks away the strong so that he gets to shine.

Just look at these mirrors. Just look at them as characters and how well they compliment each other. It's so tragic, so beautiful, so... I don't know really. I lack the proper words to describe it.

It is like you've said, anon, yet at the same time it's also so much more. Yuuji is completely selfless and it's to that point that he disregards his life for the sake of others. He considers himself unworthy of living, someone who's weak and frail, a cog in the machine. There's also this fact that there's truly no one who can essentially match his selflessness just like how there isn't anyone who can match Sukuna's selfishness. Both of them are lonely like that and would've remained to be if only Sukuna wasn't reincarnated into Yuuji and is learning him, someone who's so opposite of him that he can't help but call boring, but the truth couldn't be more opposite than that. You worded it best:

So, Sukuna's the only person who truly, genuinely understands Yuuji, and who, despite himself, actually took the time to observe him and understand his worldview. They are literally the only people who can ease each other's loneliness

Honestly, I thought of making a follow up post to further emphasize just how perfect yet tragic and romantic it all is. Considering you've sent this ask and ticked my brain, I'll just elaborate further here to the best of my ability. The truth is these two fry my brain and leave me speechless because how cruel and wonderful they are. How undeserving yet deserving of each other they are. Sukuna's someone Yuuji desperately needs while Yuuji is someone Sukuna desperately needs and yet these two are so bad for each other, practically convincing you that they actually need to stay away from each other to be happy and yet they need each other to really be happy. It's all over the story really and it drives me insane and never fails to bring me to tears.

Again, to them it's all about others except each other. It's very fitting that their souls are intertwined because both of them are unconsciously matching each other as perfect equals even if they're anything but, even if they're fighting against the very notion. Sukuna is Yuuji's curse, Yuuji is Sukuna's. Yuuji can't die surrounded by others as long as he's around and meanwhile Sukuna could face death by Yuuji considering he's proving to be an equal who doesn't just die. Yet if these two just turned to each other, they'll funnily get what they've been looking for all along. Yuuji could die a honorable death without regret by bringing Sukuna down, helping everyone in the process instead of cursing them and therefore would be surrounded by others, and Sukuna could finally face an equal capable of killing him.

Yuuji is insignificant, is pathetic and yet he's still the only one who continually survives encounters with the unbeatable Sukuna. Yuuji terribly wants to connect with others, others who are stronger than him, but he can never be their equal because he's weak, but against someone as strong as Sukuna, he manages to hold out and survive.

They are, plain and simple, wish fulfillment for each other because ever since Yuuji brought back Sukuna, he got what he wanted which was immeasurable strength. He's able to harness cursed energy, to meet and connect with other people and not die alone. Sukuna, on the other hand, gets reincarnated again all because of Yuuji and gets his fair share of fights because of people who jump in to protect Yuuji. Hell, Higuruma gains acknowledgement by Sukuna as someone even stronger than Gojo, a genius.

And this happens right after Higuruma recalls this:

It is Yuuji who is changing and molding people's souls and making them appear "appetizing" and even stronger in Sukuna's eyes, giving him what he wishes for.

And the following after this entire moment where Sukuna confesses the truth, after fighting someone who's a total mirror of him- except to Sukuna he's greedy because he grew lonely and wanted connection (but then again, didn't Sukuna as well because otherwise why split your soul and continue living even if you've had your fill, hm? What motivates you? Aren't you greedy as well, looking for someone?) and right after saying this, guess who's there?

Like... what else can I say? I can't handle just how well written it all is.

As for Gojo, well-

All of that which he was supposed to do as "the strongest" comes to fruition only because of Yuuji, Yuuji who willingly went and embraced death even if nothing is his fault. The truth was that- out of all the students Gojo had- Yuuji was the only one who really needed help because he is guided by his selflessness, is constantly taking blame for something which was out of his control. Still, this isn't to prove how weak he is, but quite the opposite, how strong he is. How he pushes people to be better and do what they were supposed to do even before but didn't want to. All of Gojo's students were selfish, after all, but Yuuji isn't. He originally lacks cursed energy, is completely new to this world of jujutsu sorcery and it makes you feel sorry for him, so sorry because he never asked for any of that. All of what's happening to Yuuji, after all, is Sukuna's fault.

Yuuji has this incredible gift- humanizing people with his selflessness. He actively strips down any negative aspect of them, the aspect which belongs to curses, and makes them embrace their humanity. Sukuna, on the other hand, embraces humans and teaches them about being a curse. Yuuji is a perfect human, like Sukuna is a perfect curse and yet both of them are actively rejecting the other side. Yuuji- selfishness and Sukuna- selflessness. And oh, if only these two turned to each other ARGHH

These two that I've put as examples were changed by Yuuji and despite being strong, they were willing to do something that is so opposite to their nature- die for others. Die protecting the weak instead of fighting to appease their egos and again funnily, it is what's happening to Sukuna even if he refuses to acknowledge it. Each step that he takes raises Yuuji up, shows off his strength even if he calls him boring. Each step that Yuuji takes further lessens Sukuna's importance as the King of Curses because he makes him behave like a human even if he discarded his humanity.

Yet both would never acknowledge that. Both would never acknowledge that they're the making and the breaking of one another.

Everyone's fighting to get Sukuna's approval and each of these characters are, in fact, quite strong yet they always die when facing him. Yuuji, on the other hand, doesn't fight his opponents as a way of measuring their strength but instead bares his heart out which in turn leads to his opponents trying to save him, and even if they're quite strong, they always end up dying to protect him.

And don't even get me started on the way they unknowingly care for each other even if they hurt one another.

Sukuna keeps taking people Yuuji is baring his heart out because the truth was they'll never understand him nor his selflessness but would rather weaponize it against him and lead him to death. Megumi is a brilliant example of that because after all, didn't Megumi tell him what he needed to hear instead of fighting him only to bring him out, surpress Sukuna, and leave him to die? Didn't he leave him alone to fight the Finger Bearer? Someone like Yuuji who barely even knows what curses are and couldn't even properly grasp cursed energy? This is why Sukuna rightfully asks him "Back then... why did you run away?" and why he sees him as a perfect vessel.

And then there's Yuuji who's incredibly indifferent to him despite actively sheltering and coddling humans who are more curses than they are humans at the end of the day. Choso, Higuruma, Gojo, name it. All of these characters, despite wearing human faces, are in fact everything that quite literally make a curse until Yuuji swooped in and made them more human, made them more selfless. Made them acknowledge the fact that they care for others.

And yet, when faced with each other, all of what makes them them, it all disappears. The way they show love to others, they don't to each other. Quite literally with them, it is-

You coddle everyone who's actively hurting you but condemn me. You show off your humanity to everyone but me. You want to kill me but want to save them.

You kill everyone except me. You continually praise everyone except me. You want to save me but you kill them.

It's curious really how perfectly built upon they are as opposites and how much they don't want to give to each other what the other one wants so desperately. Brings tears to my eyes, tbh.

[hurtmyfavsthanks]

Heyo! I REALLY loved seeing your magic euphoric posts! They were fantastic, and I love the concept! May I raise you a glass of something similar? Very close to magic euphoria, but it more of pure bloodlust. Someone made, whether experimentation, training, or anything, they were made to kill. And sometimes, similar to Magic Euphoric Whumpee, they just can't stop.

Oh ohhh! I think that could really be interesting! 

The combo of the two ideas gives me a ‘willing human weapon’ type vibe, with the bloodlust not being something inflicted out of cruelty nor without consent. Instead it’s a desperate, horrible idea from a team with no other options. The decision of a group pushed to their absolute limits, with a miracle their only chance of surviving against overwhelming force. 

And a miracle does present itself. Some sort of procedure, be it scientific or magical, that can create the perfect weapon. It’s dangerous, it’s untested, it’s full of unknown risks and lasting consequences. But it’s a chance to survive unbeatable odds.

The moment Whumpee lays eyes on the documents discussing the operation, they know what they have to do. The determined look in their eyes when they present their findings to Caretaker makes it clear they won’t take no for an answer. The team has no choice but to agree.

The part that interests me the most about this idea is honestly the magical/scientific/whatever program Whumpee has to undergo here! Just imagine how their team, how Caretaker would feel, as they prepare their tools. The disgusting mix of horror and hope, shame at what they’re doing and yet infinite gratitude towards Whumpee. The fear of what will happen if the procedure fails. The fear of what might happen if it works. 

And Whumpee! As much as they deny their fear, as much as they remind themselves why they’re doing this, they can’t help but be afraid. Despite the stubborn look on their face, they’re trembling. 

Fear is thick in the air, the room full of people desperate for any excuse to stop. But there isn’t one, because their only other option is death at the hands of their enemy. 

The hands that strap Whumpee to the table are trembling, each face tight with fear and apprehension. Nobody wants this, nobody wants to sacrifice one of their own. There’s a sense of mourning in the air, as if Whumpee were already dead. 

Caretaker is the only one who can bring themselves to look Whumpee in the eye. They stare down at the person they love, the person they want to protect more than anyone, and know that they’re about to ruin them. Turn them into a weapon to save everyone’s lives, tear apart everything soft and kind in their heart and make them the miracle everyone needs. Caretaker looks down at Whumpee and knows they’re about to kill them.

Whumpee looks up at Caretaker with nothing but trust. 

Whumpee is destroyed by people who love them. The hands holding them down, prodding them with needles, strapping them to machines and wires, are feather-light and kind. The same hands that hold them down lovingly wipe the sweat from their brow. 

The procedure is far from painless. Whumpee’s stoicism is broken by a pained, breathless scream, a sob following soon after. Caretaker can’t stop their own silent tears from falling. 

It’s unbearable, feeling their body and mind twisted into something deadly. Feeling their sense of humanity twisting. Feeling memories fading, replaced with a hunger both unfamiliar and unbearable. It feels like their mind is being cracked open. If feels like being possessed, like losing their understanding of who they are in front of their very eyes.

Whumpee doesn’t fight it. They only cling to a single desire; to protect their team.

It’s hours before the procedure is complete, and hours still before Whumpee opens their eyes. Something in their expression drains the blood from the hopeful and frightened faces around them, kills the soft words of comfort just beginning to form on Caretaker’s lips. There’s not enough left of Whumpee for them to question the fear in Caretaker’s eyes.

The procedure works. The ruthless efficiency, the inhuman speed Whumpee now possesses, is enough to carve a hole through the enemy forces and let their team escape. Whumpee leads their team to safety while covered in blood that’s not their own, utterly silent.

Nobody speaks to them. They can only stare at the figure before them, walking with the prowl of a predator. They look for something familiar in their posture, in their eyes or expression. Anything that shows that their friend is still there. 

They don’t find it. 

[r0-boat]

*slams fists on table* I MADE IT!!!!! And I’m being basic!!! Thoughts on vampire submas?????

One steaming hot plate of headcannons

Here we go

Vampire Submas

Sfw but slightly suggestive

Vampires don't actually need sleep the twins can go days without sleeping, why do you think Gear Station is always open? Although sleep is a relaxing past time they don't need it.

The twins would probably have to hide in regular Society since there is a negative stigma against vampires.

Elesa it's the only one that knows bring a half vampire.

That's until when you came along, your so sweet to them when you smell so good and aah. Suddenly their urges are harder to control.

They can't help but fall more and more in love even though the feelings inside scare them knowing that you could be just like everybody else and be disgusted at who they are.

Their unbeating heart skipping a beat when you laugh at their terrible jokes or Goofy antics but they fear that wants you know you'll never see them again.

They're oblivious but they're not stupid. They know you have feelings for them too. They can hear your heart beat faster when you go near them, the way you give them a longing gaze and a soft smile. You cute cheeks Flushing when you see them and you even tried to shy away once you noticed you have their full attention.

Ingo

Has sworn never to bite or sink his teeth into a person. His whole life is lived off of blood bags while it quells his thirst. It doesn't satisfy his instincts. His instincts to hunt

His urges only get stronger and stronger, not that he minds. Ingo always had good self-control... until you walked right past him... Yes... that's all it took. The sweet scent of your blood was something he'd never smelled before. So lovely, so captivating, his knees grew weak as he fell into the floor. Worried, you tried to help him up and go quickly declined, picking himself up, his face turning red, afraid that he might pounce on you so much as brush against him.

His inner Instinct stir within him. A beast that laid dormant for all these years, finally threatening to break free.

His once pure clean mine now running rampant with thoughts of ravaging you and tasting your blood for the first time, drinking you till you can't move. While his hands roam your body.

A black scaly demon on his shoulders piercing red eyes beckoning him to taste you. Taste his first fill of fresh human blood.

He's not sure how long he can fight back.

He could never do that to you. He could never press you against the wall giving you no chance of escape before going in and biting hard into your skin; he could never sink his face into your shoulder as a way of marking you and feeding himself.

The fears of you pushing away from him and disappearing from him haunts his nightmares.

Emmet

Emmet always stays true to himself. He wants to finally find someone he can be open too. No more hiding who he is.

However, it's not like he can blame them. Vampires are creatures of the night and, in a way, prey on humans.

He tries to live off blood bags however it's not the same something straight from their prey. If humans don't care about him, why should he care about their comfort?

Mostly only drinks the blood of rule Breakers.( they'll never break a single rule in the subway again)

Emmet wants to let the secret out to you as soon as possible. He wants you to love him, all of him, blood-sucking fangs and all.

Emmet finds humans cute they're small and weak, like a feisty little kitten.

Emmet feels sort of possessive over you. He's unsure if that's the vampire inside him yelling at him to hold you close in case something steals his meal/mate from him.

Sure, he does has his own urges; he tries to stifle a whimper every time he feels your heartbeat, your sweet blood underneath this thin layer of skin. But he admits he is not as bad as Ingo.

In the end he just wants what's best for him and his brother. He'll treasure and protect you like his family because you are!

----

To a surprise and no one besides the twins you end up accepting then being vampires in fact you seem to really enjoy that idea.

Ingo Beyond flushed his breath shaking when you ask him to take a drink from you. He tries to hold back when his teeth pierced your skin but he falls apart quickly. Moaning against your shoulder growling "mine"in other words you can't quite hear

Emmet is ecstatic immediately coming in to hug and kiss you. He doesn't have to hide from the people he loves anymore. He doesn't have to pretend.

You feel his tongue in your mouth, his face against your lips. The warmth breaks it for a second just to ask, "Wanna taste you, please? Just one sip?" Maybe Emmet had some ulterior motives after all; he still loves you, though, with all his heart.

In fact, Ingo finally tastes you for the first time, his eyes rolling back; he grabs you firmly and holds you in place. It took everything in him to pull away before he got to Ravenous. It's not enough. He needs more, and not just your blood

If the twins smell your blood from anywhere they are immediately on alert what if you hurt yourself? What if someone is hurting you?!

The twins taking no mercy to other vampires or people if they harm you. They swear if they break one little hair on your head, you'll be their next meal.

[chimerapartyhouse]

Got to experiance the Pen's Marriage mod quest and HOLY WHAT THEY DID AN AMAZING JOB. It has inspired so much brainrot in me now that I can have my true pairing together again. The two together simultaneously make each other feral and calmer. So I'm dumping the shitposts I wrote here.

Ruber-Roseus says:

"Was told yer were beating up inmates constantly. Why they'd think letting yer near anyone was a good idea I don't know... (quietly) Good lad." 

"Oh look, I get to return the favour finally. We're now a couple who wears matching clothes. Congrats." 

"Gunna need two copies of yer book. One for yer to sign, the other ta bash yer nogging with." 

"Hate to break it to yer Honey, but the big not-bandit has the hots for me. Take from that info what yer want." 

"...Yes, I would love to sit on yer back as you do push ups. Missed you." 

"People in town refuse to talk to me cause of this mess. Thanks by the way."

(Pen trying to bite him in public) "Bad dog!" 

"I should 'ave asked Avery for a paycheck for this." 

"I'D THROW YA TO THE PERIPHERIES BUT THEN I'D FEEL BAD FOR EVERY LIVING THING THERE!" 

"That's it, hold my hand. I'm not letting go till yeh behave." 

"Grace is going to kill me if Logan doesn't first." 

"Get OFF ME. SomEONE here actually has a job that pays BILLS."

"Yes, you're hot. Yes, I love your muscles, looks, hair, jawline, voice. All your stuff. But please behave in public, you've traumatised Burgess more than enough already." 

"I would threaten to tie you up but I know that's not a threat to you." 

"Fine, instead I'll tie you up, have my fun, and leave you there." (Threat works.) 

"Been wanting to introduce you to my Ma but what would I even tell her now?!" 

"Let me sit on your lap and cuddle me, Kitten. Work was exhausting." 

"If you get us banned from the Blue Saloon one day I will never forgive you." 

"Honey, please get yer hand off me ass." 

Pen forgoing his usual tracksuit for more revealing clothing cause he's cover in certain kinds of bruises. 

(Pull out a stool, places it in front of Pen, stands on it.) "Now listen here ya little-" 

"You're lucky I love you so much, and that others hold me back, or else I'd be the one in prison." 

Finding Ruber passing out at stupid times from exhaustion turns from funny to sad real fast. Worse so when Pen learns why it keeps happening. 

"I can't even torture you in normal ways. I could threaten suffocation and you'd just go 'mh, yes please'."

"It is an actual miracle that no one has seriously tried to separate us. Maybe we mellow each other out enough that it's not worth it." 

"I wonder if it's possible to teach Rosy how to cook cause I'm scared of what you'll do to my precious kitchen if you use it." 

(Pen and Rosy getting envious of each other.) "Ladies, I love you both dearly."

Punishes Pen by slipping in really hot chilli pepper into his food. Not Duvos Pepper levels, but it does the job when he's done something seriously bad. 

"Something may have slipped out during a talk with Pablo. So sorry if the town acts weirder than usual soon." 

"For the last time, stop reading that damn book my Ma gave ya! I thought you didn't want kids anyway?!" 

"You can big-talk all you want, you've still never beaten me at whack-a-mole." 

"Sorry, being pretty is exhausting." (Collapses into Pen's arms.) 

"There are days where I wonder, 'what if?'. And then see your ass and immediately dismiss the idea." Pen: Do you mean me or my- (muffled squeak) "I mean your glorious globes." (Slapped his ass.) 

Ruber laying his head on Pen's chest. "You can say your heart is unbeating all you want. I can hear it calling for me." 

"If you make one more 'rabbit in heat' joke I'm sending you back to prison." 

"My Crystal, I promise I'm no longer interested in Justice. If it helps, I would have kicked your ass to the curb long ago if it were the case. You can also talk to Pablo too, that man will never stop interfering with my love life." 

"Snow Leopard, Pablo and Vivi agreed to help me make a new custom wardrobe for yer. It's your turn to be the dress up doll."

[thespianinthebackcorner]

Thespian is dying over nonhuman fictional men again

He keeps getting sad little panels in the match with Wireglasses. Like don't get me wrong he was such a cocky bitch at the start but aUGH his sad little face. Also him being a cocky bitch is neutralised by Wireglasses being even worse.

And like okay maybe he's not actually sad and I'm just on something but like. The way he was so thoroughly convinced that they'd lose to Wireglasses and it'd all be for naught. (and also make him look like a fool for losing to team blue) (someone tell these guys about the whole X rank arc they're not the first and won't be the last but anyway.)

the fact that his loss to blue team shook up his entire system, that he so wholeheartedly believed in to the point he was cocky about it and accepted team blue's offer of a bet against it, but he can't quite let go of it yet because they've still got to fight the same guy that he lost to. The guy who started all this. And in his head Wireglasses is still unbeatable. It's the conflict between his knowledge of how good Wireglasses is with the fact that he lost to Blue. It's the fact that he wants to believe they can change things, but his own experiences with Wireglasses is holding him back. Goddddddddd Ocho messes with my head. Thespian what are you doing.

Also side note y'know how people push one of their headphones back so they can hear other stuff? Just realised Ocho does that but forwards. You can literally see it, one of his headphone cones is forward and sitting on his tentacle instead of on his ear (although for some reason we still can't see his ears, so I have to assume they're just like permanently pinned back by now

[tkfluff-fanatic]

Sighs. Sighs so hard.

ZVONKO T. BLOKOVIĆ (OC) HEADCANONS.

50/50 switch

Ler

I can't believe I'm fucking doing this. Ok whatever.

He's a childish man expect childish shit from him

Also expect fake pity lolol

Probably laughs at (not along with) the lee. FUCK IBHATE HIM I HATE

Sorry.

Grinning the whole time too. Bastard

He looks scrawny as fuck but that man's a miner, he's strong! He'll pin the lee down if he must...Though he doesn't usually do that, thinks it ruins the fun. He only does it if he's aware there's a threat of being clocked in the face

For a whole ass 46 year old man he's way too keen to tkl his loved ones. Inconvenience him one bit and BAM. Will resort to it to win arguments

His main lee used to be his unnamed underdeveloped sibling, but nowadays it's Miłosz, his best friend and godfather

Despite everything he does not find it easy to say the word, especially not in Interslavic (his native language), so he'll tiptoe around it. Unless he's trying to be particularly awful to someone

I KNOW I've used this trope for a character like twice before but... he'll tell shitty jokes while getting someone because nobody will laugh at his semi-milleanial humour...they're all stereotype jokes too it's awful

He also uses tkls as a cheer up method

Lee

Refering to the last point, he does it because it works stupidly well on him

He's a runner. Pulls the unbeatable table move (hiding behind a table and circling it) if he's certain he can't outrun the ler

He's loud as is but has absolutely ZERO volume control the moment you lay a finger on him

It's unbelievably easy to fluster him?? Come on man get your shit together, you're 46, you've got a whole resistance movement to lead!

Related to the point above god FORBID you mention that, he'll die on the spot. Him, a whole ass grown man, a leader of the RESISTANCE MOVEMENT, brought down by a few pokes? Ridiculous!

Nicknames WILL kill him. I've been thinking so much about my friend saying Miłosz would call him Zvonek like?? He'd die on the spot (about time..)

Absolutely CANNOT handle what he dishes out, don't point it out though, he'll die on the spot (again)

A giggler, doesn't like his laugh though, thinks it sounds stupid

Fights like he's being MURDERED by the way, you've gotta pin him down or else he'll get away

He can easily push the ler off at all times, but he's afraid of hurting them, and as much as he doesn't wanna admit it he's having fun

^ another thing not to point out!

Aaand his chart.

[doodlegirl1998]

Nighteye is comically terrible. He's the lamest person in the series. Even more pathetic than All For One.

Dude has the ultimate power but acts like a constant punk about it. When you think about it, there's a way of interpreting his power that dismantles any argument for not using it. He believes that the future is written into stone once he activates his power and sees a future. The act of his observing something speaks it into reality. So by not using his quirk, he thinks this means he can still change the future and decide fate himself. He believes that only when the quirk is used does everything follow a preordained path. Which is stupid. His quirk lets him SEE the future. Nothing implies it CREATES a future. The more likely answer is that all events in the MHA universe are predetermined and his quirk allows him to view the events that'll happen. That's what the implications are for an unchanging vision you cannot alter. It means nobody here has free will. So when you look at his actions, he becomes a moron. -Either Mirio was fated to receive OFA, or he wasn't. There's nothing he could do to change that. The guy could take out a gun and shoot Izuku in the face, and he wouldn't be allowed to succeed or even get in trouble for it unless it was fated that he do so. -Him abandoning All Might for wanting to continue being a hero is asinine, because All Might had no free will. If you saw him get killed by a villain in the future, then clearly he didn't quit being a hero. By Nighteye's on logic, he doomed All Might to die by forcing him to follow an unchanging, immovable path that would lead to this end result. So why is this little punk upset when the guy does what he saw him doing in the future? He ditched All Might when he needed hm the most, just because Nighteye couldn't control the man, for something Nighteye initiated.. Absolutely pathetic. -An unchanging future and everyone being locked into their actions means free will doesn't exist, and you actually shouldn't worry about anything anymore. Why bother getting upset if someone commits a crime? It was fated. If someone dies? It's fated. You can't change anything. The people you save are the ones that fate decides you can save.

It would also bring compassion for villains you face. They never had any choice in what they did because the hands of fate pushes them to do this. They're all puppets of a higher power that, like train tracks, all leads to a destination they have no control over. -If Nighteye predicted in his youth that he'd be a pro hero and the sidekick of All Might, he could throw himself off a building every single day leading up to that event and would always be saved or prevented from doing so. If we take this at face value, we learn that people have "plot armor" and must live and be relatively healthy to act out their assigned roles. He could hypothetically have interfered in the lives of every LOV member to try and help them and provide them with resources that would make them not turn to villainy. But it wouldn't work. They were fated to be criminals. The way he uses his quirk is a complete denial of the likely reality of his power, and he's objectively a garbage hero in comparison to what he could be. Imagine if he had his sidekicks each write down detailed journals of the day, while always wearing bulky watches that have their exact coordinates, as well as the time of day, month, and so on. At the end of every day, they slowly flip through the journal so that they can show the Nighteye who is watching them what's going on and what he needs to know about. It's scores of future events, summarized. You can't prevent any of the events you see, but you can arrest people moments after they do crimes. It goes even harder than 1984 and would give the heroes an unbeatable advantage. Actually, he could live in a huge intelligence building created by the government where all of the stuff they learn about is sent to, so he can examine the future and report back. The person he observes is a worker whose only job is to catalog and collect all of every day's events and put them in super computer, which lists everything he needs to know, along with the time and date. He could examine years into the future to learn a staggering amount of information. And he can use this power once a day. They could "lock in stone" decades worth of events in the favor of their country. Imagine them leveraging the thousands of heroes they have access to, letting them jump people 10 on 1 moments after they did a crime. It would add a level of efficiency and power that's unprecedented and that no other country could replicate. This could also make Japan really rich by helping them invest in the stocks in foreign countries or jumping on trends/creating inventions and innovations early. They could just declare the use of Nighteye's quirk to do things like this legal. Some sort of homeland defense law would do it.

He could alter how law enforcement works in his country all by himself. -The fact that Eri and Izuku could defy one of his predictions implies they might be the only people in this universe with free will. Nighteye was killed before he could grasp how monumental this is. It makes them outrageously valuable as they can change the "script" that the universe runs on.

-The implications of what Nighteye could accomplish if he wasn't useless are incredible, but the man himself is just another abuser designed to beat Izuku down and force him to try and prove himself. Izuku never needed to prove himself to anyone. All Might already declared him worthy, and that's enough. He was guaranteed to be the strongest person on the planet once he got OFA, and all he needed to do was keep healthy and train so he could figure out how to use it. Nighteye is just another in a long line of events that berate Izuku for a problem that would have easily been solved with more time.

Hi @lacunammmm 👋,

Completely agreed. Nighteye's power, just like Eri's, is a massive plot hole and the implications of the wider world building just isn't great - at all.

There's two ways to interpret Nighteye's power:

1) That Nighteye is actually seeing a 'possible future' that he actually makes more likely to occur with his interference and that he's so arrogant he hasn't ever realised this is the case.

OR

2) Your interpretation that you described here that Nighteye is seeing 'the actual hard future,'

If it's the latter, as you described, Nighteye should have never just been a sidekick to anyone. He should have as you described been integral to Japan's future and their government helping them to decide how to quickly defeat upcoming villains and maximise their economy.

Nighteye can see at max 7 years into the future and once a day, that is actually a long time to lock in place especially if he writes a diary of what he sees. But Nighteye's power also comes with a lot of problems;

How can any mystery take place? Nighteye should have forseen it or enough to piece together a lot of what the villains do. The villains should have never been able to win or get the jump on the heroes and yet they do.

How could AM vs AFO happen the first time and have AFO still survive? Nighteye if he forsaw AM's death should have also forsaw AFO coming back which happens at an earlier point than his 'death'...

The problem of the lack of Freewill - as you very rightly explained, the heroes were always destined to be heroes, the villains destined to be villains no matter what. It takes away the impact of things like what Endeavor did to Touya because he was always going to become Dabi, with this logic, no matter what Endeavor did. Also what are the wider implications of Eri and Izuku breaking Nighteye's 'script' of events? Guess we will never know...

What's the point of anything Nighteye did with Mirio? Surely if Nighteye used his quirk, he should have forseen Mirio would never get OFA and with that cast him out of his agency like yesterday's trash (sorry, but I don't buy that Nighteye cared for Mirio beyond using him to be the next OFA successor.)

TLDR - Nighteye's power is very poorly explored in MHA. I explored two ways it could be seen but either way his power is underutilised. He could have been so useful to the government to solving a lot of the conflict in MHA, identifying future events, villains etc, with his quirk.

But instead Nighteye acts like a nonsensical abusive POS nearly his entire screentime (to Izuku AM and Mirio to an extent) and yet we are meant to feel bad when he dies in one of the most narratively manipulative 'redemptive' deaths I have seen on screen.

To an extent Nighteye's quirk could also be seen as massive plot hole if he is locking in hard events, with poor implications for MHAs world as a whole, let's add that as another reason to hate this useless, hateful character.

[ilikelookingatthings]

Thoughts on Miraculous Ladybug : A Comment from YouTube I'm proud of about themes and Chloe

The thing that confuses me is theme wise Akumas are people who are hurt/have been wronged. who feel alone or like that hurt isn't being seen, who then lash out to try to make that hurt seen or help themselves...often in ways that don't make sense logically to us but makes sense to them in the heat of the negative emotions. but the point is these 'villains' are in fact victims. they are people who are hurting and who need help and when you find the core of their problem (represented by an item that often is connected to their problem) and acknowledge it/break it open. then your able to have a chance to actually talk to them/calm them down and give them the help they need.

the show has been pointing to the fact that the 'villains' are victims where in these cases we blame the ones who act like they understand or are there for the victims and who encourage them down bad paths(in this case hawkmoth).

but the show has used Chloe in particular to both have Marinette stand up to someone bad and not let them get away with stuff and shows if your firm about it they aren't unbeatable or that strong. and the show has used Chloe in particular to show as well that people are complex. that even if Mari personally doesn't like someone it doesn't mean they don't have problems and that they might need help seeing how to be better. Marinette went from seeing Chloe as simply evil to seeing how complex Chloe was (and honestly kind of pitiful).

so what I don't understand is if they make chloe completely unredeemable..... If we are supposed to take that at face value...why the HELL should I believe Mari would give Gabriel /hawkmoth a chance or any understanding when Gabe has been terrible all season and been terrible as hawkmoth?

if they invalidate the arc of Chloe which they had been using to teach Mari to reach out to the bad guy because they might be hurting and need help like the victims...why would I believe Mari would reach out to hawkmoth?

even more when WE the audience know that Chloe's downward spiral was a direct plan by Gabriel. hawkmoth isolated Chloe on a rooftop, cut of her line to signal to ladybug literally by cutting the wire to the signal, told her that her parents were targeted because of her, implying that he might keep doing so when she had no way to protect herself since she had understood ladybug saying she couldn't be a hero anymore for her and pollen's safety...just for Chloe to be targeted anyway and for pollen and the other Kwami being stolen and not been properly protected.

like I get why Mari and others think Chloe was just being her entitled self, upset about not being the bee....but WE the audience knows that Chloe only agreed to side with hawkmoth to free her parents who were hostages and because if she didn't he would have kept pollen and the rest...and she had no idea how he'd react if she rejected his offer when she literally couldn't protect herself AND the literally master at manipulating emotions dug directly into her insecurities that he set up with this scenario.

So while I get Mari misunderstanding Chloe at irredeemable.....WE the audience knows better and more about the situation.

it feels even weirder because Chloe's spiraling had a direct parallel to both Adrien and Marinette who relied on old behaviors to cope and distract from their real issues and semi pushed people away to not face those issues. Chloe being worse could work as relying on being mean to cope because THAT is what she knows and is good at. its familiar and she thinks (the literal biggest fan of ladybug) that she probably does feel guilty for what she did...but she can't take it back and burnt that bridge...so Chloe relying on being mean to try to feel a sense of control.

Pretending like she chose to be mean again on her own makes sense.

even more as a contrasting cry for help because Mari had others who would try to reach out to her where we got to see she was covering up her really issues and stress of her guilt of the loss of master fu. while Chloe was able to push everyone away and no one realized Chloe's actions were a cry for help.....

like, on one hand people have to face consequences for their choices...but on the other the show has spent the whole time reminding us that the people acting out are victims and the true villains are the ones who take advantage of their hurt to lead them into further bad actions...which could lead to people not seeing they need help.

why the hell is the show expecting me to hate Chloe and see her as irredeemable when her downfall was a direct plan by Gabriel/hawkmoth and Lila?! like I can understand believing she should know better but she KNOWS no one likes her which means she is vulnerable to emotional manipulation! and she was cornered into that big downfall she thinks she can't come back from since she failed the one person who had given her a chance.

she literally got replaced by her sister Zoey who everyone liked better and who found being nice easy to understand compared to Chloe who struggled and who's best progress came from trying to not disappointed Adrien and her teddy bear!

even more her father was the worst! he's racist, spoils Chloe but never gives her real attention/guidance and her mother literally hates her, thinks she's useless, forgets her name and bad talks her all the time and they going to stick Chloe with her mom who was the literally worst?

what's even more frustrating is while I could understand it being a 'this is what happens if you don't take the chances to change since it's not other people's jobs to fix you' it undercuts alot of lessons in previous episodes if Chloe is completely unredeemable!

[chidoroki]

Black Clover ch371

So we decide to jump back into the Mereoleona vs Morris fight and I can't believe it's basically been a year since then. I know switching magazines caused us to receive fewer chapters throughout the year, but it's still crazy to me how time works. I remember most of the Crimson Lions sacrificing themselves for Mereoleona and perishing like it was yesterday, but to have that actually happen so many months ago? Insane.

Naturally I would think that several magical minions would be no match for a beast like Mereoleona but then we learn of their quick regeneration. I still don't think they'll be able to do any reasonable damage to her personally, but wasting constantly wasting mana on getting rid of them for the whole army to return moments later is gonna take a toll on her magic eventually I would assume.

Yeah yeah, keep yapping. I'm not gonna understand or relate to anything your stupid mouth says.

Not the first time we see Mereo going full mana but Morris seems to take it as a sign of weakness. Oh you poor man. If only he knew how much trouble he's about to be in right now.

Any time I see someone getting pushing back up by several hands, I think back to Shippuden's Diver OP without fail.

Motivation in the form of Crimson Lion flashbacks and Fuegoleon make for some pretty nice backup. I'll admit I had to go back many chapters to see what even happened to our hot captain because I had remembered he was already here fighting with Salamander and Mereo. I guess he just got held up fighting other things on his way to Morris? Who knows. Again, it's been a year. Happy to see him nonetheless, though I'm wondering where the hell has Leopold been all this time.

Sweet lord woman, bring back all your fallen comrades back from the dead like they're all some sort of phoenix.

I shall not question it. Magic can do whatever the hell it wants and there's no way I would defy an order from Mereoleona either. I question if anyone in this series will ever remain truly dead though. I'm sure they'll all disappear once the fight is over since it's just their souls but I've been surprised before with revivals.

Behold: the moment when he realizes he's gonna get absolutely wrecked.

And to no ones surprise, Mereo chalks up another win. This woman is unbeatable, I swear. (even though she claims she's lost to Acier before which I can't imagine how but would LOVE to see regardless)

Thankfully we got no cliffhanger to stress over this time but also no idea on what the next chapter will focus on. We could head on to any of the other fights just fine from here. Of course I'm hoping for some more action from the Silvas, but I won't hope too strongly.

[bluesquaress]

death note microsoft solitaire ( collection ) headcanons bcuz i have a problem

starting w ryuk first ♡ plays on random mode exclusively, likely 2 lose interest half-way through and leave the game unfinished - if he wasn't constantly using light's account his level would likely still be in 1 or 2; his cards backing is set to a custom realistic apple theme and yes he has been so apple deprived that he tried to eat the computer— isn't aware you can change the card draw

SPEAKING OF LIGHT THOUGH... during surveillance or when he's playing infront of someone he only picks grandmaster ( and may or may not pretend to run out of time / get distracted so no one knows he can't beat the level ) - when alone though, he either leaves it on random due 2 ryuk, or switches between hard & expert mode — he uses standard draw3,+ the lvl 100 freecell card backing ( he only played freecell for the crown / king theme . ) around level 100+ on solitaire as well, he has 2 much free time.

L plays grandmaster, next question. no but – he's aware that Light is unable 2 beat it, so when around him ( esp in yotsuba arc ) every chance he gets he plays grandmaster, and wins. when on his own though, he tends 2 mainly play random as they have a higher chance of being unbeatable ( which in a way, is much more fun 4 him . ) never bothered changing the backing so it's stuck on classic - has far more free time then light and is often multitasking, lvl500+ in solitaire with 300misc lvls in the other collection card games; switches card draw when bored ( usually sticks with misc-draw3 though )

Mello only ever bothers playing with Matt, often trading places when the other gets bored just to make it through one match. Matt prefers easy / normal mode as he doesn't take it that seriously nor does he care much for leveling up, while Mello sets it to grandmaster every time ( only to then rage quit 5 seconds in because he keeps refreshing the match and losing each time . ) Mello insists on using standard draw3 but Matt changes it back to draw1 every time... low level due to rage quitting & apathy towards the game – retro card backing.

Near thinks its a bit pointless, but has moments of boredom where he gives in nonetheless, the most basic of settings ( doesn't change anything literally set on the classic / default options ), interchanges between collection games and plays on random always— prefers spider over solitaire, low level but could be higher if the effort was put in.

Misa is another one who prefers something other then solitaire, mainly choosing to play spider or freecell, doesn't have much time to play due to modeling and surveillance but post-timeskip when she's left alone for most if not the entire day, she doesn't really have much of a choice. mostly plays normal mode, level is in the low 30s as she is another one who doesn't care much for leveling up and is just looking for a quick game, around lvl9 on solitaire due 2 lack of playing — uses the kitten themed card backings:)

MATSUDA!!!! he's almost always pushed around n treated as the intern so oftentimes when they're not making him do coffee runs he's playing solitaire on his 'puter!! mainly plays normal / hard, but every now n then plays a few games up in expert <3 completes almost all of his daily / weekly challenges and due 2 the exp boosts they give he's reached a higher level then light ( being up in the lvl200s via sheer will & boredom alone lmfao ). doesn't really understand most of the other games 'how 2 play' rules so exclusively plays solitaire, literally the only one out of all of them that has a fully customized layout. i'm talking western background, puppy card backings with the autumn deck, and ofc he has the leaves effect ( although sometimes he changes it 2 the fireworks when he's feeling down... )

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

(ii)

HEEGH!

*Makoto need not even turn around as he hears the noise of a sharp blade grinding on the train roof beneath them. He quickly jumps up and over it as she tries to cleave him in half.

*CLICK!*

*BANG!*

AAGH!

*This however, leaves him open for Celeste to quickly pull out her shotgun and blast him in the middle of the back. Fortunately, the bullets appear to be non-lethal, and he rolls forward along the train to recover, though his back is sore.

How many weapons do you HAVE in that thing!?

Frankly...as many as I want there to be, and whatever I desire...

Want me to tell you a little secret? This dress doesn't just HIDE weapons...The fibers it's made of allow me to CREATE new weapons on the fly!

*To demonstrate, she throws her shotgun off the train, then reaches under her arms and pulls out two new ones, just like that.

This dress is my pinnacle...I'm untouchable...unstoppable...AND unbeatable...! This is something your unbridled optimism can't possibly hope to match...!

*Makoto grunts as he gets to his feet.

I'm the Ultimate Hope...I've faced WAY worse than you...! If you really think YOU'RE going to be the one to put an end to me, I can only laugh.

Aw, such a shame...I've already prepared a EULOGY!

!!!??

*Celeste discards the guns again, then flings her arms back. Grabble chains launch out again and this time plant into the train car behind her! The dress is powerful enough to lift the cart up in the air above their heads!

HERE LIES MAKOTO NAEGI! DIED FRIENDLESS AND A LOSER!

HEEGH!

*SMAAAAAAASSH!*

*Makoto has little choice but to dive off the tram onto another as Celeste brings the cart down on top of him, completely obliterating the one he was standing on. He once again drops off the train and onto another moving platform. Celeste quickly jumps down too.

"Friendless?" I don't want to hear that coming from you! I have way more friends than you!

Is that so? Where are they then!?

Not even Kuripa Kurafto joined us for the party! Isn't he going to be sad that he wasn't invited?

I...

You know, we were able to get the cameras up and running thanks to Mikihiko's puppet keeping you busy for so long...

We SAW what you did to them...Dropping them down an elevator, just to go on a suicide mission by yourself? Even I could never be so cruel...!

No, I didn't-! It's not! I did that to protect them!

They'll understand...They'll ALL understand!

...*sigh*

Ok, first off? I don't think that green-haired monster of all people NEEDS your protection. With what he can do, he can handle himself.

And second...You HONESTLY think that the most appropriate way to protect someone is...pushing them away?

Are they really the one's you're protecting?

Shut...SHUT UP!

*SNAPP!*

AAAAAGH!

Watch your step...!

*FWOOOOOM!*

*Makoto tries to rush Celeste, but screams as his foot gets caught in a bear trap! Celeste cackles as she holds out an arm towards him, and suddenly, a burst of flames erupts from a flamethrower in her arm!

GRAGH!

*CLUNK!*

*Quickly noticing a panel of the train beneath him is loose, Makoto uses his free leg to kick it up in front of him and wall off the flames. He then pries his leg free of the trap. It's wounded, but he can still stand on it fine.

Mukuro indeed taught you very well! It's such a shame you're so far gone, she can't even stand to look at you up there!

I said...! SHUT! UP!

*Makoto now goes on the full offensive, rushing Celeste with almost every martial arts move he possesses. Celeste either blocks or dodges them to the best of her ability, but Makoto's fury is so unyielding, she does suffer a few scratches.

Castle-mania.

AAAAAAAAAAAAA-OOOGH!

*After being blasted off the platform by Celeste, Makoto falls until he slams and bounces along a moving platform.

Wah...Huh...!? Here again!?

*He quickly shakes off his dizziness and looks around to see he has fallen back down to the tram system, and is lying on top of one of the trains.

*CRASH!* *CRASH!* *SMASH!*

HERE I COME, NAEGI!

!!!??

*Makoto turns around and looks back in horror as Celeste drops down from above and starts blasting through the cargo to get to him.

...!?

*Makoto quickly looks around for a plan, and sees a crane claw dangling above him! As the train moves forward, he jumps up, grabs it and swings around on it!

HYAAGH!

*WHAM!*

TCH!

*He flies backwards down the train towards Celeste and tries to fly kick her in the face, but the girl holds up her arm and a shield unfolds from her wrist, blocking his blow!

RRRAAAUGGH!

Ngh!

*Celeste unsheathes two swords from her wrists as soon as the shield goes down, and tries to bring both blades down on him. Makoto catches her wrists and the two struggle for a bit.

Ragh!

Drgh!

*Makoto flings Celeste off him, then beelines it down the length of the train.

(Ugh! This doesn't make any sense! Celeste isn't a fighter! She's never trained a day in her life, I know it!)

(I'm fully capable of breaking that stick figure of hers in half, so HOW is she keeping pace with me!? I've been trained by Mukuro, for god's sake!)

Don't run from me, you despicable coward!

*WOOOSH!*

!!!??

HAAAAAAH-

GAAGH!

!!?

*Celeste suddenly bursts forward at a high speed, and almost decapitates Makoto. The Lucky Student ducks just in time, then tucks and rolls off the train, landing on another tram going the opposite direction.

See ya!

Oh, you're not getting away THAT easily!

*Celeste carefully drops off the train. Her dress expands outwards and rotor blades stick out of it, spinning like a helicopter and allowing her to gently soar down to the train.

!!??

(Of course...! Why didn't I immediately see it!?)

(SHE'S not doing ANYTHING! That dress is autonomous; it's moving on it's own according to her wishes!)

(She's barely lifting a finger...Hmph...Of course she's not...Why did I ever think she actually knew how to fight...)

(I guess that means all I have to do is get that dress augmentation off of her, but as for how to do that...)

HRAAGH!

(Uuuh I'll think about that later...!)

*Celeste releases a set of grapple chains from her wrists into the train cargo behind her. She pulls the chains forward and hurls them towards Makoto.

Hup! Hragh! HIYAGH!

DOGH!

*SWOOOSH!*

After he casually smashes the first two that were thrown at him with two punches, Makoto rolls beneath the third crate and spin-kicks Celeste, causing her to fall off the tram. Celeste, however, just launches grapples out of her dress and leaps back up behind him.

OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!

[radiant-reid]

omg okg omg cate. can u please write something about reid and his partner going to the casino together and him just like destroying all these old guys? and his partner is just sitting there sipping their drink and smirking. maybe it can be like their little date night and whatever winnings they make they go for a really fancy dinner after.

okay this is college spencer because can you imagine him finessing old guys who think he's a rich kid from orange county

"This is not what I expected when you suggested a study break." You tell Spencer, stopping in front of the casino.

He'd insisted you dress up, picking the nicest dress from your closet for you to put on and dragging you out of the apartment with a promise of a date instead of watching you study for the fifth night in a row.

"We can gamble here, we just can't drink." He replies ambiguously, smiling at you. He's wearing his best suit, far more expensive than anything else in his closet, and it actually makes him look a lot older.

"We?" You repeat, frowning at him. There was no chance you could play. "I'm not playing."

Spencer pouts dramatically. "You bet me that one time." He reminds you, but you narrow your eyes because you both know his raise wasn't a bluff or because he had good cards. "Okay, you can just be my arm candy then." He offers.

You giggle at him but link your arm around his, and he leads you inside with a mischievous grin.

Spencer, you discover, it's much better at poker than he's been letting on. He always dominated at college parties, but you assumed it was just because he never drank too much and always played against people who had.

Round after round, he wins, and you stay by his side like the diligent girlfriend you are.

"So, is he a smart, rich kid from Orange County or a dumb one looking to burn through Daddy's money?" An older man next to you asks, leaning in slightly too close to whisper to you when Spencer pushes all his chips in. They're worth at least $1000, although you can't tell exactly how much from the huge pile.

"Neither." You whisper back, biting your bottom lip in an attempt to make him fumble with his cards.

He raises his eyebrows, going all in as well. His poker chips are worth more than Spencer's, you can tell by the color.

"He's from Vegas." You tell him before he flips his cards over.

"Well, I've gambled all over the world. Monte Carlo, most recently." He informs you arrogantly.

Everything about him is arrogant, really, from the overly flashy watch that he's flaunting, to his monogrammed shirt with a big designer label. He definitely has money, and he definitely thinks Spencer's on a streak of beginner's luck. He seems to think it's his right to be so close to you that you can smell the top-shelf bourbon he's been drinking.

"Straight flush." The dealer announces, looking at the mystery man's cards.

You know that's good, good enough to win, and you're slightly worried Spencer's cards won't top them. "It's really going to suck taking money from your boyfriend, and it's going to suck taking his girlfriend too after this."

You let out a laugh that's much louder than appropriate, although you're more disgusted by his advances towards someone so much younger than him than you are amused. "Not going to happen." You shake your head, glancing over your shoulder as Spencer puts his cards down, but Creepy is more focused on you. "And he's not dumb, he's a genius working through his third Ph.D."

"Royal flush." The dealer announces again, and you know enough about poker to know that's unbeatable.

Creepy's mouth drops wide open, and you pull back because of the foul odor. "Maybe a trip to Monaco is in my future." You taunt, grinning as Spencer collects his poker chips, and you both make a fast exit.

He's giggling as soon as the table is out of earshot, amused by your antics. The two of you walk to cash out his chips. A collection of chips that are worth an eyewatering $9,532.

"Holy shit, you cleaned house in there." You say as Spencer folds the notes in his hand, putting the large stack in the money clip in his jacket. After he stuffs it back in his jacket, he wraps his arm around you, holding you close to him as you walk.

"I'm okay." He modestly replies. "It's only because I can count cards."

You shake your head. "It's because you're a genius."

"True." He agrees. "But I think people underestimate me since I look young."

"Hm, their loss." You joke. "What are you doing with your winnings?"

He thinks about it for a moment while you continue walking. "Dinner wherever you want and whatever you want to do after that, then I'm going to go back and double it."

"Forever?" You wonder.

Spencer shakes his head. "Just until I have enough for a really nice house across the country."