#you don't have to make it bad just cause you know how

[sirfrogsworth]

I do not fucking care what kind of home life Elon Musk went through. Are you aware of the millions of lives that he is actively ruining? He could be going to therapy about it but instead he is choosing to actively continue the things that he’s doing and the life he is currently living. I have a brother who went through zero trauma with absolutely adoring doting parents and he still turned out to be a child molesting incel white supremacist because that’s what he chose over and over again to dedicate his life to. Are you going to tell me to be all sad for him now that he fucked up his own life diddling kids? You want to feel bad for him? Go fuck yourself. Stop downplaying the harm that people are choosing to participate in.

I am disabled and housebound.

I will die without Social Security and Medicare.

I am aware of the stakes.

My brother had the same parents as me. Best parents anyone could hope for. Loving and supportive. They made great sacrifices to help us.

His wife was abused as a child. It caused her to be paranoid, untrusting, and she was extremely manipulative as a defense mechanism. She slowly brainwashed and corrupted my brother. She abused him. Then he abused and neglected myself and our loving parents.

It seems you were traumatized as well. And now your trauma is fueling your anger toward me. You used it to say hurtful things and you used your trauma to justify hurting me.

It's trauma all the way down.

I understand some of the anger you have toward your brother. Watching someone who won the parental lottery turn into an abuser was heartbreaking. I can't imagine how hard that must be for you. But shitty parents are not the only path to being an awful person. Indoctrination and radicalization are very prevalent forces. Especially with the Jordan Petersons and Andrew Tates of the world. Your brother most likely did not just turn into what he is. There could be trauma you are unaware of. Or he could have just been sucked in by nefarious influences that offered him something he desperately wanted and then they used that to instill bigotry.

"Clean your room and hate women."

"Do sit ups and eat healthy then man up and assert your dominance."

I don't think I can fix my brother. He's too far gone. And it sounds like yours should be in prison if he isn't already. But it was important to me that I understood how my brother got to the place where he could abuse me and my parents. It helped me process my own trauma. I am not saying you need to do the same. I'm just telling you it helped me.

I am still very angry and I still struggle with my trauma. I will probably never forgive him. I hold him fully responsible for the choices he made despite his abusive situation. I am not excusing any behavior just because I feel empathy.

Understanding how bad people become bad people helps me. I also think it helps our society identify what we need to fix in order to help prevent more Elons from manifesting. It's clear that trauma is a huge factor. Poverty, poor education, indoctrination seem like huge variables too. Access to mental healthcare seems vital.

The nature vs. nurture debate has been going on for a long time. Science seems to think they are both factors. Good parents raise bad kids. Bad parents raise good kids. That's true. But there are more factors beyond that and genetic predisposition is rare.

Elon was abused. But he also grew up in apartheid South Africa. His entire environment was based on dehumanizing Black folks. Then he went straight from there to hanging with shitty white tech bros. His bad behavior was probably praised and encouraged and his peers saw it as a good thing.

Could he have overcome his trauma and influences? I don't know. The people who have managed it usually struggle with it their entire lives. They need therapy. They need a good support system. They need to be vigilant in their decision-making. Making good choices is not always easy. And expecting everyone to have that willpower is unrealistic.

If you think I am downplaying harm, I'm going to strongly disagree. What I am hoping to do is figure out a way to prevent future harm. I want traumatized people to have the resources to safely process what happened to them so it is easier for them to make good choices. And I'd really like to prevent trauma from happening in the first place.

But I still very much want the rich and powerful who make awful choices to face consequences.

The empathy I have felt toward Elon and Trump equates to a few flashes here and there. It is minuscule compared to what I feel for my trans friends, migrants, and the people facing war and genocide.

This is a fucked up situation. Most of us have never faced this intensity of fascism so close to home. It's confusing and angering and it is hard to process.

I get why you are angry with me.

And I get why that other person felt dehumanizing was necessary.

This is all novel and expecting people to automatically know the best way to deal with it is also unrealistic. People were pretty hard on that person. But I empathize with them as well. This is fucking scary. And fighting the instinct to just view people as evil entities is hard. I struggle with it too. I have to remind myself that Elon is a very human dipshit. And perhaps those flashes of empathy help me do that.

Just know I want all of us to get through this.

[kaivenom]

Can you do op dilfs as sugerdaddies pretty please?

The OP Dilfs as sugar daddies

Characters: Doflamingo, Mihawk, Crocodile, Smoker, Shanks

Masterlist

Dracule Mihawk

He isn't the one who has a lot of money but since he already has everything he needs: house, service, food (from his crops), etc... all his money goes to you.

He isn't the one to need money to have fun nor to travel so you are the one who obliges him to take some vacations and be like a normal human being.

He loves that you use his money not just for yourself but also to find moments and things that you both can enjoy together.

A shipcruise? a dinner on the baratie? a full week spa? no problem.

He is more than willing to desconect from the world and let you order him, cause he know you are there to make him feel good and care for him.

Donquixote Doflamingo

You are not only his sugar baby but also the unofficial queen of Dressrosa so not only his money is at your disposal but everything on his kingdom (of course you have to ask for his permision first).

You only have to stand him, cause that is a hell of a task.

Not only stand him but praise him and glorify him.

Day and night, you have to be at his disposal to everything.

You are spending a day on the spa that he payed for, then he needs you cause he wants to complain about a stupid marine? two options, he gets there and the spa gets cleared out and just the two of you, the other thing is that he can order some guards to to get you and bring you to the palace.

Either way, the conclusion is that you can have anything you want but it can all go away if he wants it, but it's still a risk you are willing to take.

Sr. Crocodile

The most experienced one, maybe he already had one sugar baby before you but it probably ended bad cause his relationship didn't include feelings, yours do.

He buys you everything you want with the condition that you also do something with your life, he knows how important is to work or at least do something creative.

With him every action has a reaction, he pays dinner you learn something to cook at home, he wants to take a walk then you acompany him and choose the place.

The same goes the other round, you got sick and he cares for you...

He knows that you can't gain as money as him but you can compensate with other attributes, it's like a silent agreement.

Smoker

Very traditional, he gets the money and you get all the luxury and love you want.

He even encourages you to stay at home and don't do any work, just have the fun you want.

But if you want to work then he accepts it.

He gives you all, his money, his house, his time, all himself is at your disposal for whatever you want.

The only thing you do is love him unconditionally.

Akagami Shanks

Realistically, he is a mess with finances so you have to take care of the money, he is a compulsive buyer.

But since he is the one who earns it, he buys you things, he gets you to the most expensive dates, he buys alcohol.

There is a point where even the crew lend you the money files of Shanks so you can control him.

When you proposed him an expenses plan, he got angry... but tried to follow to make you happy.

Then he appeared with a bunch of new gifts for you and all the crew got mad at him cause he was going to ruin their budgets.

[silenceofserenity]

BNHA BOYS as book tropes - PART 1:

Pairing (s): bnha boys x gn! reader

↳ Includes: Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, Kirishima & Kaminari

Part 2 includes: Sero, Shinsou, Shigaraki, Dabi & Hawks HERE

IZUKU MIDORIYA

↳ SLOW BURN

you and Izuku got partnered for a hero strategy project, analysing past battles and having to create counter-strategies

"if we adjust reaction time for this move we could- oh uhm, I'm talking too much again, I'm so sorry!"

he's always a little shyer with you around, fumbling over his words

the night before submission, you two were at the library studying late when he stops you

"wait... would it be okay if I... walked you back to your dorm?"

you thought that his nervousness was adorable

"sure, I'd like that."

the walk is quiet and all you can hear is the wind

"you're incredibly smart, you know?"

it caught you off guard but it felt... nice? like butterflies in your stomach

the project was now over so you two weren't expected to continue meeting up

the slow building tension lasted weeks after until you decide to finally say something

you go into the library - your safe space where you and izuku became close - looking for some form of comfort

until you see him there... looking for something? or someone?

the two of you looked at each other for a few moments

"y/n, i like you a lot!"

"i like you, izuku!"

a... mutual confession? at the same time??

"wait, what? i-i mean, i've liked you for a while but i didn't know if you-"

you cut him off, "me too!"

BAKUGO KATSUKI

↳ ACADEMIC RIVALS

you and bakugo have both been competing for the top spot in class since before you could remember

every exam, every project was a battle to see who could outdo the other

"you should just give up now. i've already won."

you take your seat next to him, rolling your eyes

"i don't give up bakugo, why would i start now?"

the whole session is intense, even though it's just a 'short 'practice' test which isn't going to make a difference to your grades

every time he saw you write something before he did, he would complain under his breath

"damnit."

suddenly you get to the last question

you don't remember learning this...

quickly glancing at bakugo to see if he's struggling too, you notice him already writing

panic seeping through, you rush to write down an answer just as bakugo stands up

you glance up from your work to see him smirking down at you

"you better hurry up, don't want to be the last one finished."

smacking your pencil on the desk and standing up with your test, you smile at him cockily

"last one finished, my ass."

you stride to the front of the class to give the teacher your test as bakugo leans on the door with a confident grin

"if you wanted to copy me so bad, you could've just asked."

you freeze, "hey! i did not copy-"

but he's already out the door, smirking at you over his shoulder

SHOTO TODOROKI

↳ FAMILY RIVALRY

you grew up being taught that the todoroki family were snobs who never had to work for what they got

so when you were partnered for a training exercise, you could imagine how awkward that went

"so do you have a strategy?"

"mhm"

you'd been trying to talk to him the whole exercise but he continued to shut it down

"right... so are you going to explain it or am i expected to just follow your lead?"

a nod. a fucking nod.

that caused you to snap, "you know, you could at least pretend that you care, or is ignoring people just a Todoroki thing?"

he froze.

slowly he turned to look up at you, "you think i'm ignoring you?"

you opened your mouth to answer but he cut in

"look, i already know how this works. you hate my family, so you've already made your mind up about me." his gaze sharpened, "so why should i bother to change your opinion?"

the question had caught you off guard because honestly, truth be told, you didn't really hate him, you were just taught to

"todoroki-"

"shoto." his voice was softer now, "i know what my family has done to yours, but i'm not like them. so please... call me shoto."

EJIRO KIRISHIMA

↳ MUTUAL PINING

you and kirishima have been friends for ages, always side-by-side - training or hanging out

but recently you can't help but think something feels different?

the way he looks at you a little longer, or how your heart flutters when you see him smile

everyone can see it - except you two

"you two are practically dating already!" mina teases

"no way! we're just friends!"

but the awkward silence and mutual look after says otherwise

kirishima begins using training together as a subtle (or not so subtle) way to show off his strength

"I bet you can't beat me, y/n!"

"well, i don't lose, Ejiro so bring it on!"

after that particularly tough spar the two of you collapse on the grass smiling, looking up at the stars

you see his heard turn, like he's about to say something but he pauses

you notice and decide to say something first

"do you ever feel like... we're waiting for something to happen but don't know what it is you're waiting for?

he swallows hard, "yeah. all the time."

another wave of silence

"y/n, i think we both know what it is we're waiting for."

before you can answer, he leans in as his lips gently brush yours and for once, this is what feels right.

DENKI KAMINARI

↳ ONE BED TROPE

it was a school trip / training camp and somehow the two of you got partnered up

he was so excited about sharing a room with you that he begged for you to let him pick which one to stay in and for some stupid reason, you said 'okay'

before you two got to the room, he was making jokes about how you should just sleep in his bed

he opens the door for you to look around, clearly pleased with his choice

you step into the room and immediately freeze. one bed.

"are you kidding me? what is this? you didn't think to ask for two beds?"

"huh? wait what... oh damn. that's crazy. I definitely asked for two, must've been an accident."

"an accident?!"

he just grins and flops onto the bed, spreading out like he owns it

"well, i guess that means we have to cuddle now, huh?"

dumbfounded, you threaten to sleep on the floor but he pouts dramatically until you give in.

when the lights go off, he's quiet for a bit until you feel a shift behind you

"you cold?" he says in a way where it almost sounds like he's trying to make you believe you are

"denki-"

before you can answer he throws an arm around you and shushes you, mumbling your name sleepily

"shh y/n, we can talk about how stupid this is in the morning, for now, this is okay. please?"

[these-written-reveries]

Great Heights

‣ Pairing: Simon Riley (Ghost) x GN!Reader

‣ Genre: Flangst (angst & fluff)

‣ Summary: When Simon realizes he has feelings for you.

‣ Warnings: Avoidant behavior, Simon being a stalker, Simon being completely incompetent at handling his emotions in a normal and healthy way (but we love him anyway, don't we?).

‣ Word Count: 1,214

‣ A/N: Idk about you, but I believe Simon Riley almost always resorts to stalker/creep behavior when he has feelings for someone. It's inevitable. He's either avoiding them like the plague, or going borderline yandere on their ass, with no in between. He doesn't know how to be normal about this at all. Good luck to whoever he falls for, 'cause you're in for a wild ride with this guy.

➼ Simon will distance himself from you almost immediately after realizing he has feelings for you.

• He is an avoidant type; known for burying his emotions and running away from any sign of vulnerability.

• Love makes him vulnerable. Love makes him weak.

• Claims he doesn't have time for love or relationships. That those things would distract him from his job.

• He'll indulge himself in meaningless one night stands on occasion, but that's as far as he ever takes things.

• His job always comes first.

• But then you came into the picture.

• He may not have consciously put the pieces together at first (the man needs AT LEAST 3-5 business WEEKS before he is finally able to truly understand his feelings), but he knew immediately upon meeting you that you were different.

• Not in a bad way, not in a "you stick out like a sore thumb," kind of way…

• More in a "you're so beautiful and your voice is so nice and your laughter is adorable and when you look at me I get all tingly and warm all over and it's kinda hard to breathe and I'm definitely not gonna be able to stop thinking about you anytime soon," kind of way.

• He'd never experienced that with anyone else before. So, to him, meeting you was a total shock to his system.

• After many days of random run-ins and conversations with you, he began to get really freaked out by his feelings and the way he reacted every time he was around you.

• You made him feel like he was free falling from a great height, unable to control the experience and unsure of when it would end, or if he'd survive it.

• It scared the shit out of him.

• Can you believe it? Simon RIley. Ghost. Scared.

• This was definitely uncharted waters for him.

• So, he promptly began avoiding you.

• He made no attempts to keep it subtle either. Every time he so much as caught the smallest glimpse of you, he was spinning on his heels and power walking away from you.

• He knew you knew he was avoiding you, but thankfully, you hadn't tried to bring it up to him.

• (How could you when he was bolting out of any space with you in it faster than you could blink?)

• He buried himself in his work, told himself he didn't care, that this was just a stupid, fleeting crush. He didn't need you. He didn't need anyone. He was better off alone.

• This little avoidance game lasted a good handful of weeks. He was thrilled when he was sent on a mission, hoping the time away would serve as a detox to get you out of his system.

• It didn't. In fact, it made everything worse.

• Now he couldn't even go a second without thinking of you. He wondered how you were doing, what you ate for breakfast, what pretty little outfit you decided to dress yourself in that day, if you had slept well the night before, if you were safe, if you were okay.

• If you were thinking of him too.

• Soon enough, the mere passing thoughts and silly daydreams turned into deep-seated longing. An ache for you that pervaded his chest. An ache to see you, to hear your voice, to protect you, to hold you.

• He needed you.

• He ached for you to need him too.

• You were hit with a wave of whiplash when he got back from his mission.

• Suddenly, he was popping up left and right. Most times from afar, silently keeping an eye on you. You'd catch him in the corner of your eye as you went about your day, or feel his watchful gaze on you, only to spot no sign of him when you turned to look around.

• He was there, though. An ever-looming presence in each and every day.

• If it were anyone else, you'd be frightened. But for some reason, knowing Simon was around, even at a distance, made you feel...safe.

• It also confused you. Why did he go from avoiding you to spending every moment of his spare time around you?

• Why hadn't he attempted to speak to you?

• One day, you'd finally had enough.

• The next time you'd caught him watching you from afar, you beelined straight towards him.

• It would've made you giggle, watching him grow visibly tense as he straightened his spine, eyes darting towards the nearest exit. But, you were committed to appearing serious to him. Him avoiding you for weeks and then stalking you like a creep was no laughing matter!

"Hello, Simon."

Stood rigidly before you, Simon cleared his throat, his mask hiding what you were sure to be a similarly tense and nervous face.

"Hello."

"Whatcha doin'?" you asked in a sing-song tone, though your eyes held an interrogatory intensity as they remained locked on his.

He broke contact with your eyes, and you had to stifle the smirk that tugged at your lips when you caught sight of his throat bobbing beneath his balaclava.

"I-erm, nothing."

You let the silence drag on for a moment, watching as his eyes flickered to and from you as he visibly struggled to decipher what your intentions were, before finally putting him out of his misery.

Simon nearly flinched when you suddenly presented a water bottle to him in your outstretched hand.

"Good. Can you help me open this?"

Your small smile seemed to set his nerves at ease a bit as he silently nodded, grabbing the bottle and giving it a simple twist before handing it back to you.

A sweeter smile was offered to him now as you took the bottle from him. "Thanks!"

Another silent nod from the burly man was enough to make you take things one step further.

He grew tense again when you took his hand and began pulling him towards where you were before.

"Come on, then! If you're gonna be a stalker, you might as well be a useful one."

• The two of you worked on completing your task together, and slowly but surely, you managed to pull Simon out of his shell. He began talking to you more, responding verbally instead of silent nods and quiet hums.

• You'd caught him staring a few times, and simply giggled at him before returning your eyes to what you were focusing on before.

• Normally, this kind of interaction would leave him wanting to run as far away from it as he could.

• Surprisingly though, he found himself enjoying it. Somehow, you'd managed to make him feel...safe.

• A switch had flipped in Simon's heart. Suddenly, he wasn't quite as terrified anymore.

• Maybe this whole relationship thing wasn't such a bad idea, after all? Beats being cold and alone and missing you by a long shot.

• Before, he couldn't stand being around you. Now, he couldn't stand to be away from you.

• Nor could he bear the thought of a future without you in it.

• When he met you, he knew you were different, but never had he expected you to be such a powerful force of change in his life; melting away his cold, steely exterior and exposing his battered heart to your mercy.

• All it took was one soft smile, a gentle touch, a knowing look, to anchor him to you—every fear dissipating as he looked to you as his guiding light.

➼ He decided then that he was alright with falling, so long as you'd be there to catch his heart in the end.

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[hellfiremunsonn]

not to be an absolute whore but im just thinking...

Seeing Steve for the first time and you absolutely have to gulp. You knew he at least had something cause of how tight his jeans are but....this is huge. Its impressive.

But you're a little nervous (maybe you're a virgin or maybe it's just been ages since you've been with anyone). You know you tend to tense up during insertion, you're a bit tight.

"We'll make it fit Baby" is all Steve says.

But he doesn't fuck you that night. No. Says he knows what you need. Instead he fingers you slowly. Only putting 2 fingers. After you cum he jerks off onto your stomach.

Next time he works up to 3. Then the next 4. You think FINALLY. But no, he pulls out a small toy. 4 inches max. Slowly works that in you for a few sessions until you're used to it.

Now, he declares, you're ready for his big cock

I ALWAYS SEE THESE ASKS RIGHT WHEN I WAKE UP JESUS CHRIST.

but omg omg omg omg omg omg

thinking about him, making us literally WORK for it? this got away from me GOOD MORNING LOL

(MINORS SCRAM 18+ nsfw below)

Steve said no, he said NO. and you can't exactly try to convince him otherwise cause he's firm on his decision, and you don't want to cross any boundaries.

But when it's been weeks, and he's only worked you up until the toy you're going insane, absolutely insane.

You're groaning and whining, trying to get it deeper, faster, all but begging for him to even bring out whatever toy he's got next because you want his dick so badly, you want HIM so badly.

You'd be literally vibrating, chest heaving body slick with a thin layer of sweat, and when the first tears of frustration start to fall, Steve knows he's got you right where he wants you.

"You want it that bad huh?" he'd mockingly coo, pushing hair away from your face, to look down at you with a mirrored pout.

"Please Steve" you beg all breathlessly, a cry only seconds away from leaving your lips.

He'd debate whether or not to keep training you, teasing you, but when you looked like that under him, he had to at least try.

He only gets the head of his cock in before he's blowing his load. The primal moan thats ripped out of you when he slips it in was enough to send him spiralling.

With the head of his cock pressing up against your inner wall so perfectly all he has to do is rub a few quick circles over your clit before you're screaming out his name as you come undone.

[brookediamonds]

how you saying sweet things when you're doing bad things (part 5) | Axel Kovačević x Fem! Reader

Summary: It's the day of the rematch between Axel and your co-captain Robby and with a devastating turn of events, your faced with a challenge of how you perceive your boyfriend and now conflicted on how to move forward with Miyagi-Do when another option approaches.

Word Count: 3.3k Warnings: Violence (fighting), angstttt

Pt. 4

gif is not mine

You stared at the paper in your hands, your heart clenching as you read the words 'accepted' and 'unfortunately' all in one sitting.

While you were accepted to the program, they couldn't reward you with a scholarship due to another recipient. There was no way you'd be able to go without it.

Placing the letter in your passenger seat, you turn your car off before climbing out of the vehicle.

If the scholarship was no longer available, you'd have to pray and hope you somehow manage to win the Sekai Taikai.

Making your way into the building, you immediately spot your best friend and her boyfriend standing at the entrance of the arena.

"Hey," you greet them with a small smile. "Robby all good to go?"

"Oh yeah," Miguel responds looking over his shoulder at his step-brother who was stretching inside the gymnasium.

"You good?" Sam asks her eyes lingering a little too long on your face.

"Yeah," you breathe out trying not dwell on the news you just got in the mail. "All good."

You'll tell her later. Later was better.

After you sign in with the rest of your team, you all head to the locker rooms and change into your gi's. When you're just about ready, you receive a text from Axel asking to meet you.

He's standing just around the corner, hands on his black belt as he waited for you.

"Hey," you smile coming up from behind him, running a hand up his arm.

"Hey, you," he says with a small smirk. You both lean in for a soft kiss, trying not to linger for too long.

"You ready?" You ask lowly, brushing your knuckles lightly against his jaw. He leans into your touch, eyes staring deeply into yours.

"I'm always ready," he responds cockily making you roll your eyes, playfully hitting his chest.

"Alright," you laugh. "Well good luck today, not that you need it."

He chuckles tugging you closer to him. "Thank you, my love."

Your heart flutters in your chest as a blush rose to your cheeks. With one final sweet kiss, you two part your ways, heading back to your teams.

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"And the remaining girls' final will resume tomorrow."

When you meet Axel's gaze, you send him a wink that causes the corners of his lips to tug up. His sensei see's this and utters out something only his student can hear.

Axel's lips form into a straight line, eyes breaking away from yours. You take notice to how sensei Wolf glares over at you before looking straight ahead.

He for sure doesn't like you.

Once Gunther announces the dojo's have their points from back in Barcelona and the rematch between Axel and Robby have been wiped, there is a moment of silence for Kwon.

Axel's expressions are typically hard to read when you don't know him, but you can see the bothersome look in his eyes as he looks up at you.

He's feeling that guilt he holds for saving himself back in Barcelona. You've reassured him countless times it wasn't his fault, it was a freak accident and no one could've seen it happening. But something like that, is hard to let go.

When the minute passes, the teams are separated and everyone is on their sides of the mat. You stood close by with Sam near the sensei's, listening to the their words of wisdom as they spoke to Robby.

When the boys are called forward, the nerves begin to rattle through your body. You can feel yourself holding your breathe as Axel and Robby began their match.

A sense of relief washes through you when Robby becomes the first person ever to score the first point on Axel through out the whole competition.

"Okay, yeah, maybe he can do this!" Demetri cheers.

He speaks too soon, Axel has become angry, getting in a low stance sending a gut wrenching feeling through you.

Axel is fluid with his attacks, pulling out moves no one can recognize. You're holding your breath the entire time Axel scores, and Robby is hit.

Your position is hard, you want to cheer for the boy you're dating but know you can't. As the buzzers goes off for the end of round 1, Axel now being 5 and 1 against Robby.

Your eyes drift to the other side as you watch Silver silently encourage Axel, before he stands in front of Sensei Wolf.

A sharp gasp leaves your lips the moment Wolf’s hand smacks across Axel’s face, the force of it whipping his head to the side.

The sight in front of you is gut wrenching, your hands tighten into fists as Wolf grabs Axel by the collar, yanking him down to his level. You hate this.

Axel and Robby make their way back to the mat's, getting into their fighting positions. The match resumes.

Axel is still in the lead, but he’s angry now. He’s not fighting the same. His movements are still fast, still calculated, but they’re harsher, more desperate.

And that’s when Robby starts gaining ground.

Point.

Point.

Point.

The scoreboard flashing 11-6 when the 2nd round ends with Axel still leading. But the look in his eyes tells you he doesn’t believe it.

You're keeping a close eye on the frustrated boy as he stalks back to his sensei and Silver. At first you're bracing yourself for Wolf to strike him again when he leans in close to Axel, but he doesn't.

After he whispers something over to him, Axel snaps his head up, whipping his head towards you. You're startled by the fast reaction, a look of confusion coming across your face.

What did he just tell him?

You search his face for any hint, any clue, but Axel tears his gaze away just as fast, his jaw clenching so hard you can seethe tension in it from where you stand.

Something’s wrong.

Axel isn’t just frustrated anymore, he’s panicked. And that terrifies you.

Your heart stammers in your chest as you watch both boys make their way back to the middle, before the ref signals to begin.

There's a few exhanges of strikes and kicks, each blocking each other when Axel catches Robby's right leg, twisting around into the ground.

The snap of Robby's leg fills the arena, your blood running cold as he withers on the floor reaching for his knee.

"Hey!"

Johnny runs out on to the mat towards his son who cries in excruciating pain. It feels like time stops as you watch Miguel attempt to run towards Axel, who held a guilty look of consciousness.

Your eyes meet Axel's, filled with disbelief. How could he do something like that? Why?

"Robby Keene has 15 minutes to return to the mat. If Keene is unable to return, Axel Kovačević will be awarded the win," Gunther announces.

It's like someone's stabbed you straight through the heart as you realize the situation as Wolf pats Axel on his shoulder passing by him.

"I can't believe it," you whispered crossing your arms over your chest.

"Why would he do something like that?" Sam asks turning to you.

"There has to be an explanation," you insist, still trying to wrap your head around what just happened. "There has to be."

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"As Robby Keene cannot continue, Axel Kovačević moves on to the finals. And if Cobra Kai does not name a replacement for Kwon Jae-Sung, Axel Kovačević will be named the boys' champion following the conclusion of tomorrow's girls semifinal round."

You're replaying the last 24 hours in your head, wondering how everything can start off amazing and end in shambles.

The punching bag is dented from where you keep striking it, repeatedly trying to justify today.

You hit the bag harder.

It doesn’t make sense. It’s not him. Your eyes burn, but you blink rapidly, shaking your head. You won’t cry. You won’t let yourself.

Another strike. Then another.

You barely register the sound of footsteps until a shadow moves into your line of vision. You freeze, chest rising and falling heavily, before your eyes flick up.

Axel stands just a few feet away, hands shoved into the pockets of his hoodie, his face unreadable under the dim glow of your backyard lights.

"Your mom said you were back here," he spoke quietly. You take a deep breath, moving to sit on a nearby chair on your patio.

There's a moment of silence between you, neither knowing where to start.

"Why?" Yours voice is small and desperate, wanting nothing but the truth.

Axel doesn't move, he's unable to look you in the eyes, his head hung low. "I was told to do so."

When Wolf whispered in his ear, that's when it happened.

"That's all it takes?" You huff in annoyance. "They ask you to jump off a bridge and you jump?"

"I didn't have a choice, ljubavi."

ljubavi. His love; it makes your chest tighten painfully. It’s the same word that once made you melt, the same word that used to bring you comfort. But now, it just hurts.

You inhale sharply, pressing your lips together, forcing yourself to stay calm.

"No," you whisper, shaking your head. "There’s always a choice, Axel."

He finally looks at you then, and the expression on his face nearly undoes you. It’s not just guilt, it’s devastation, regret, fear. But fear of what? His senseis? Losing you?

You want to believe there’s an explanation, a reason why he did what he did, but right now, you just don’t understand. Moving to standing front of him, you reach your hand up to cup the side of his face softly.

"Help me," you plead, voice barely above a whisper. "Help me understand why you—why this happened. Please."

Axel clenches his jaw, curling his fingers around your hand, peeling it away from him. Your heart sinks to the pit of your stomach as he looks away from you, exhaling harshly through his nose. "I can’t."

A sharp pain aches through Axel's chest as you take a step back away from him, a look of hurt flashing through your eyes.

"You won't," you utter in disbelief. "You're choosing them over me."

Silence. He doesn’t argue. He doesn’t fight back. Zara was right. No amount love or want could ever persuade his loyalty. Axel's loyalty remained with The Iron Dragons, with Wolf and Silver and her.

"Y/n—" You haven't heard your name come from his mouth in a while, and right now it stung.

You shake your head again, running a hand down your face as the weight of it all presses down on you. You’re exhausted. Emotionally, mentally, physically. And the worst part is... you still want to trust him.

But you don’t know if you can.

"You should go," you finally say, voice barely above a whisper. "I need time to think."

Axel’s head snaps up, his entire body stiffening.

"Please."

He exhales sharply, shoulders sagging. He doesn’t want to go. Doesn’t want to leave things like this. But he sees it in your eyes, you’re not ready.

So, after a long moment, he nods. He takes a step back, then another, before finally turning toward the gate. You don’t watch him leave. You can’t.

Instead you walk over to the heavy bag, continuing to let out your anger and frustration out, trying to make sense of a boy you thought you knew.

After about 20 minutes if hitting the bag some more, you went inside feeling no better than when you first walked outside.

You check your phone to see you had two missed calls and a few texts from Sam urging you to call her.

By the first ring, she's picked up, her voice panicked.

"Tory was jumped, she's hurt!"

"What? Who?" You're quick to run to the entrance of your house, scooping up your car keys from the bowl.

"Zara attacked her an hour ago at her place, she broke her arm," Sam explains. "Me and my mom are here with her at the emergency room."

A burning sense of rage fires through you, another one of your friends has been hurt and you knew the reasoning behind it.

"They're not gonna get away with this," you seethe locking your door from the outside before jumping in your car. "I'm on my way."

As you start your car, the acceptance letter to the CIEE Okinawa program stares directly at you from your passenger seat along with the letter of rejection for a scholarship.

You grab the papers crumbling it up in your hands before tossing it over your shoulder.

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"I'm gonna beat this bitch up," you state taking in Tory's beaten down appearance. She sat on the bed holding her casted arm to her chest, a fresh bruise painted near her left eye. "I know exactly where she is."

"Don't go looking for her," Tory says. "Just beat her ass tomorrow."

You scoff, glancing over at Sam who stood beside you just as angry as you are.

"What's the point of waiting?" You exclaim, your tone hard and low. "Even if I fight her tomorrow and manage to win, we lose. We lose everything."

Tory gives you a look of remorse, her eyes downturned knowing there was no way to beat the team that deserved it.

"I wish I could tell you what to do," Sam sighs. "But this has gotten far more complicated than I expected."

The three of you stood there contemplating tomorrow's events and how they would fall. With Tory out, Cobra Kai is out. And with Miyagi-Do being far behind in points means The Iron Dragons won, win or lose tomorrow against Zara.

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You sat in the locker room of the All Valley arena, fiddling with your bracelet from Axel.

Everything went to shit, and now you sat alone confused and pissed at how sensei LaRusso has informed you about not moving forward in the competition.

Throwing the bracelet in your bag, you stand up and head to the door.

"There you are!" Miguel exhales, Johnny and Tory trailing behind him. "We've been looking for you the past 10 minutes."

"What's going on?" You ask furrowing your eyebrows.

"Do you want to finish what Silver started?" Miguel asks, his expression hardened.

"How? Mr. LaRusso said—"

"With Cobra Kai," Johnny cuts you off. "As our female captain."

Your eyes shot over at Tory who's already looking over at you with anticipation.

"If anyone can beat Zara, it's you, Y/n," she spoke. "And no one deserves to get their ass kicked more than that bitch."

You stood up straight, a look of determination coming across your face. With everything that's happened, you knew this was your opportunity to get back at Silver for what he's done to your friends, and fight for title that could change your life.

"Let's do it."

Johnny and Miguel sigh in relief, nodding their heads. "We'll go let them know."

Tory guides you back into the locker room, pulling her back pack off, to unzipping it and hand you her original Cobra Kai gi.

"You sure you're okay with this?" You ask wearily taking the black clothing from her hand. She nods, pulling out another stack of papers.

"A branding company saw what I did back in Barcelona, they want to offer us a job to travel and become professionals," she grins handing me the contract for a Karate company.

Your mouth fell open at the number offer she was given. "Tory, that's amazing! They offered you and who else this?"

"Robby," she smiles. "They saw us fighting together during the whole fighting debacle and were impressed. Me and him will be doing this together."

You let out a sigh of relief before pulling her into a tight hug.

"That's awesome. You deserve this," you tell her. "You and Robby."

She squeezes you hard, before pulling back, looking you straight in the eye.

"So do you," Tory says. "Now get dressed so you can take this bitches title and get that money for school."

Your heart melts at her words of encouragement. With Tory standing behind you, it felt like a little bit of the pressure was lifted from your shoulders.

But the weight on your chest from Axel, still held on.

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"You ready?" Johnny asks as he stood in front of you and Miguel.

"Yes sensei," you and Miguel respond in unison.

The three of you stood outside of the entrance tunnel waiting for Gunther to announce the return of Cobra Kai, your new black and yellow gi fitted perfectly to you.

"Cobra Kai has named their replacements. Returning back to their former team, is Y/n L/n and Miguel Diaz!"

On cue, smoke clouds the tunnel as you and Miguel walk out beside one another with your heads held high.

The crowd erupts in cheers, your former Miyagi-Do's chant for you and Miguel.

"Coached by the two-time All Valley champion, and their new sensei, Johnny Lawerence!"

Johnny walked out behind you guys, you and your new team making your way on to the red mat, hands behind your backs.

Sam and Mr. LaRusso make eye contact with you, both of them sending you a look of approval making you smile.

It had crossed your mind that your second family may not agree with you switching sides like you had done in the past but with the current stakes, they knew this was the best option for you, Miguel, and Johnny.

Glancing to your left, you see Axel is staring at you with a look of hurt across his face with Zara looking dumbfounded next to him.

Shaking off any guilt you might be feeling, you look straight ahead and focus on what lies ahead of you, for tomorrow.

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Axel is called forward along with his teammate to spar, Wolf signaling to go.

They begin to fight, each catching each other's movements when Axel is holding his teammate in a certain way that Wolf expects him to take advantage of, but doesn't.

"Hold," Wolf calls out stepping out on to the training mat, the two boys separating. "What was that?"

A look of confusion washes over Axe's face as he attempts to make sense of where he went wrong. "A... A point sensei."

"A point your opponent can now recover to regain," his sensei points out. "When you could have ended the fight for good."

Axel can't help but think back to your words from the other night. "There's always a choice."

"I— I don't want to win that way," the boy responds simply, hands behind his back. Sensei Wolf exhales sharply, before shoving Axel away gently.

Axel watches as Wolf motions for his partner to go again, and does the harmful move Axel wouldn't. He blinks frightened by sound his teammate yelps out before falling to the ground.

"There is no way," his sensei states, his head twisting back to him. "There is only winning or not."

Axel's eyes fall towards the boy on the floor, unable to look at his sensei. "This isn't a sport. It's a fight"

He can't help but look over at Zara with panicked eyes, begging her for some kind of reaction.

"Your opponents refuse to accept defeat, so you will not give them a choice— Eyes on me!"

Axel flinches as he's hit upside the head, focusing his attention back on his teacher.

"You will not hold back," Wolf instructs. "Not out of empathy."

"Or out of concern for Y/n L/n's opinion of you," Silver speaks up, the mention of your name makes Axel snap his towards the tall lanky man.

"You listened to us so fast when we threatened to hurt her if you didn't break Keene's leg," he reminds Axel. "That threat still stands if you can't deliver what we ask of you tomorrow on that mat."

Axel looks down at the ground feeling that heart wrenching ache in his chest at the thought of these men hurting you in anyway. Wolf walks up to Axel, pressing his fingers into the sides of his face.

"Look me in the eye."

It takes everything inside him to hold back on Wolf, wanting nothing but to drop all that he's worked for, all that he's sacrificed, for you.

"Does this girl mean more to you than victory? Because if the answer is yes... you've already lost."

Axel knows his answer. He knows but is too afraid to face it and risk losing you forever.

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Part 6

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(a/n: so sorry this one was hard to write bc axel is bbygirl he could never do no wrong in my eyes. pt 6 is on the way! great news, i'm off this weekend so i will be writing all day everyday these new few days!!)

[potatoplace]

Scary Movies

💖 Valentine's Collection 2025: horror movie 💖

Cazriel x Reader

Summary: You're ready to prove that you don't need to have your partners to get through a horror movie, but they convince you it's not such a bad thing.

Warnings: none :)

Words: 656

Author's Note: this was fuuun and cute! I know Cass would be real likely to poke and mess with someone that's scared too but I think he'd do that when Y/N's less tense lol. I hope you guys like it! Read it on AO3!

18+ only pls

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“Come here, babygirl, snuggle up,” Cassian said after he sank into the couch, extending his arms for you to curl into.

“I don’t need to snuggle this time, Cass, I swear,” you insisted as you sat next to him, but not yet within the shelter of his arms. “I’m going to make it through this one with no problems.” Azriel’s low chuckle from next to the TV had your eyes flicking to him, scrunching at the insinuation the noise made. “What, you don’t think I can?”

“I believe you can princess, you just won’t want to once you’re scared,” he said as he came to the couch, remotes in hand. Az sank down next to you, placing his arm right next to yours, and started the movie. Train to Busan was the pick for tonight, one that you had actually voted for.

You’d heard great things about it, namely how it was one of the best and scariest zombie movies. Naturally, you were determined to not rely on your partners for comfort during it, to prove that you don’t need to, you just like having them next to you to make the experience less scary.

It didn’t take long for you to regret your choice, each second of the movie adding to the tension in your body.

One scare got you badly enough that you started crying, your arms wrapped tightly around your chest as you tried to calm yourself down. Azriel wrapped an arm around you, tilting his torso a bit to provide more safety. His other hand came to rest on your thigh, squeezing gently every now and then.

You saw Cassian turn to look at you ten times within a minute before you sighed and scooted your hips into his, a hand tugging Az along with you.

You could practically feel Cass’s satisfaction as he also wrapped an arm around you, his free hand locking with one of yours.

Even with the two of them pulled in tightly to you, the movie had you tense as hell and jumping with each scare, your partners taking turns pressing soft kisses to your head after particularly bad ones.

By the end of it, you were feeling wound up and scared to go to bed. You sat on the couch, staring at the now dark screen.

“Are you okay, babygirl?” Cassian whispered in your ear as he played with your fingers. “It was a pretty scary movie, hm?”

Your lips slid into a pout. “I wanted to prove I didn’t need you to get through it…” You whispered.

“We know,” Azriel murmured. “And you would’ve watched it alone and gotten through it if we weren’t here, but…”

“We are here, princess. And we actually prefer when you snuggle into us for safety, it gives us that manly feeling,” Cassian finished, puffing out his chest. “Right Az?”

“Most definitely, baby,” Azriel said, punctuating the statement with a kiss to your cheek.

You bit your lip for a moment. “Okay. If you mean it, then I guess I can keep snuggling up whenever we watch something scary.”

A squeeze to your thigh and hand made you feel reassured in your choice.

“Now that that’s settled… Do you want to have some hot chocolate before we snuggle in bed?” Cassian asked, already standing up and gently rearranging you so you were laying pressed into Azriel’s side, causing a case of contagious giggles through the three of you.

“That sounds perfect Cassie!”

“Don’t put too much whipped cream, Cass, we don’t want her to be up all night,” Azriel warned gently as his arms scooped you further into him.

“Sure, Az, I won’t put too much on,” Cassian said. You and Az exchanged a glance before laughing at Cassian and his ever-present need for defiance.

But you weren’t feeling scared anymore, and that’s what mattered as you snuggled into Azriel’s chest and strong arms, listening to Cassian make your drinks.

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[fallenrigel]

hey hai hello it's me again. my essay is here

im firmly of the belief that kevin was in some way a special needs child, likely neurodivergent in some way. this can make emotions hard to regulate and external stimuli can become overwhelming very easily (see the boss fight line where he yells "EVERYTHING IS TOO LOUD! TOO LOUD!")

this often causes bullying, and kids are RUTHLESS, so it's not too far of a stretch to say that they'd provoke him on purpose, but we all know the thing with bullying. as @waumbgus03 so beautifully put it, "the abusers can do whatever they want, but the second the cornered dogs bite back, they are unjustified and just as bad". we only hear of kevin's behaviour from the scientists, so it's not exactly a stretch to assume we aren't getting the whole story.

how do i know this?

I used to be the 'violent' special needs kid who was written off as the 'problem child' instead of helped.

let me tell you, the other kids know when you are the 'bad kid'. they know they can get away with picking on you. it doesn't matter what they do as long as you hit last. and when you are bigger and stronger than the other kids like kevin was said to be, you always hit last.

you are constantly blamed for defending yourself, and whatever friends you do have are written off as 'not really counting' because you may get rough with them. dr white literally does in kevin's tape, and we know kevin had real friends, because in chapter 3's 6th tape, 'void', his friend joseph gets worried sick about his friend and goes out of his way to find and check on him.

this is further reinforced by the phrasing of "hurt back" as opposed to just "hurt you". he doesn't hit first. he hits back. but he was the 'problem child', put down as being prone to outbursts and violence, so he always copped the blame by default.

and trust me, being blamed constantly for standing up for yourself and being told you are somehow lesser than the very same kids who bullied you so badly that you felt you had to lash out just to save yourself? being constantly written off as the cause of problems you weren't even part of because of that reputation, even? not getting the help you need because the other kids are 'better' and 'more deserving', even if that's not what the teachers meant to imply?

it doesn't make you any less of an angry kid.

i feel it's also worth noting that in this list of people he says to 'hurt back', he lists parents. teachers and scientists we understand, but parents?

jack's parents didn't hurt him. he clearly didn't recognise them as his parents because he yelled that they were lying and clobbered them (WHICH ISN'T HIS FAULT, BY THE WAY! the scientist literally directly says in the tape that he's still adjusting to the new body and thus could not possibly comprehend his newfound strength, reinforced by his immediate retreat once he was done to let jack take over. he's been turned from maybe ~150 pounds into 900. of course he's gonna accidentally kill the first thing he sees, he's terrified). he mistook them for wolves in sheep's clothing because every other adult in that place had been. i don't think it was them he was referring to by 'parents'. matthew very obviously adored his family, who kevin never met, so it can't have been them either.

he had to mean kevin's parents. his own parents. he seems to have come from an abusive home where he learnt to hit back as a means of survival and since he clearly wasn't helped in playcare, how can you expect him to behave any differently now? in the factory's current hellscape in particular, how can you expect him to regulate now of all times? that anger keeps him and everyone he cares for alive. playing nice clearly doesn't get you much down there.

but that's the thing! he did behave differently when we met him!! we hear who is almost definitely kevin during the majority of the interrogation room line, the workyard speech, the lines about really wanting to trust you (HINT HINT), the frustration about the freezing pipes, even the "use this" as he gives you the battery in the generator room.

he went out of his way to be kind to you. hell, he was downright personable! straight-up amiable! positively affable, even! if he wanted the player dead, they would have been. if anything, his restraint was admirable! but he genuinely wanted to trust them. after a lifetime of trusting adults only ever leading to being hurt, he took a chance on this 'angel'. he let them in even when he clearly wasn't sure if he could, let alone should.

and then immediately afterwards, as a direct result of that trust, everything he loved went up in flames.

of course he blamed the player. hell, in his shoes, i'd probably blame them too! it's not a rational response, but what did you expect? he's a scared, lost, angry kid who has had everything he's known ripped from him three times over now. every time he hits rock bottom, something gives out from under him and it gets worse. all he has left now is that he is part of doey, and i can't imagine he spent all this time fighting to survive just to give that up now.

tl;dr: kevin clearly wanted to trust you, but this is the third time he has lost everything because of playtime co. the player is the adult, the employee, who he gave a chance to even after all that hurt, and it was in large part due to their actions that he lost everything again.

you can't blame him for being angry. why are you angry at this child for trying to protect what little he had left? he's just a boy, same as the others. why do you treat him so differently?

"the abusers can do whatever they want, but the second the cornered dogs bite back, they are unjustified and just as bad."

STOP ACTING LIKE KEVIN ISN'T ALSO A CHILD

I know we’re all enjoying chapter four but I need to get something off my chest…

Some of ya'll —mostly children and/or people with no critical thinking skills— have all the understandable sympathy for Matthew and Jack and what they went through before, during, and after they became Doey but you don't have this same sympathy for Kevin.

It's not Kevin's fault Doey became an "enemy" at the end of Chapter 4. Its not Kevin's fault that he was also assimilated into Doey. It's not Kevin's fault that he went through the trauma of losing his parents as a child. Trauma that also definitely lead to his anger issues and unkempt temper. Trauma that seemingly didn't get taken care of the counsellors in Playcare.

Kevin was a child too. Just like Matthew and Jack. After all the evidence we've been shown throughout the series, to blame one of these kids for being unstable after LOSING THEIR PARENTS, BEING EXPEIRMENTED ON and then TURNED INTO A LIVING TOY WITH TWO OTHER CHILDREN SHARING THE SAME BODY is absolutely ludacris.

If Matthew didn't deserve it, and Jack didn't deserve it, Kevin didn't either.

You can't pick and chose which kids to feel sympathy for, both in this series and in real life.

NONE of them deserved to be experimented on. NONE of them deserved the fates they received.

NONE of them deserved that fate.

Rart over.

[babybearnation]

mclaren boys x tsundere!reader!! :D

plot twist: me & vinnie aren't just talking mclaren f1 here 😼

gn!tsundere!reader

lando norris:

the first time you glared at him, lando ignored it but then he saw you acting all sunshine-y and nice around others and got confused

he muses over it before assuming you had met the other people already, prompting him to make a mental plan on how to get you to warm up to him

the first time you blush around him, lando celebrates it excitedly by kissing your cheek without thinking about it, which only makes your blush worse

lando gets very excited whenever he peels back another of your layers, revealing a softer side to you - he also greatly adores the way you act all huffy with him like you did before he cracked your cold outer shell because the act doesn't work on him anymore

oscar piastri:

oscar was a bit confused when he first met you because lando had described you as friendly and kind but now you were glaring at him

once you're gone, oscar asks lando if you were having a bad day or something because you seemed so nice to lando but you were cold and distant with oscar, but lando was just as confused as he was

when oscar catches you trying to hide a smile after he cracked a joke, he perks up and immediately makes it his mission to make you laugh and smile without covering it up or hiding it

oscar always appreciates each and every shy smile or pink cheeked look he receives from you and he's glad he managed to wiggle his way into your tender heart, especially when you shyly open up to him about your life and everything

pato o'ward:

immediately disheartened when you treat him so coldly because you're so stunning and he wanted to be your friend so badly!

he decides he's gotta try and convince you to be his friend because he doesn't wanna let such a golden opportunity slip through his fingers, especially if a friendship could turn into something more

the first whiff of a blush caused by him on your cheeks and pato will coo and aww over you, immediately making you go cold with him again which only makes pato desire you even more, tbh

the first time you initiate affection with pato, he'll celebrate so loudly, cheering and whooping and hollering before picking you up in his arms and spinning you around - it makes you go bright red but pato loves that so you don't really complain

taylor barnard:

his heart is absolutely broken the second you start being cold with him because you seemed so kind and sweet from afar

when he realises it's just him you're cold towards, he isn't sure what to do, but he decides to try and be sweet towards you in spite of that because he's not horrible

when you grumpily congratulated him after his first podium, your cheeks a soft pink, taylor perked up and immediately pulled you into a hug, excited that you two seemed to be going somewhere

each step you two take in your relationship brings taylor closer and closer to that sweet, kind-hearted person he saw on that very first day he met you and he loves finding out more and more about you every single day

sam bird:

lowkey pissed off with you for being so rude to him because you two don't even know each other so what the actual fuck?

and then he sees you interacting with other people and its like you are a whole other person - you're smiling and laughing and talking freely and sam is so confused and even more pissed off now

you two mostly avoid each other until he makes a joke one day that has you trying to hide your laughter and your pink cheeks in your hand - sam starts to take interest in you after that

it takes a while for your relationship to build and sometimes sam gets agitated with you seemingly fighting him every step of the way but as he slowly learns more about you and your feelings, you two manage to develop a better understanding of each other

© all rights to babybearnation 2025.

[universalrainbow]

Toy Player!

They're about as big and lanky and spooky as big Catnap. And if they've been trashing the doctors stuff, no wonder Yarnaby, tasked with protecting the doctor and his stuff, is terrified of them.

And I have so many questions about their interactions with other toys, especially the safe haven gang 👀

Yarnabey has an animal like intellect. He is use to being the biggest creature in no mans land. So when a creature larger than he is both not afraid but actively coming at him fast. He fallows his instincts on survival.

toy player who just escaped their cell : (finally im free! now where am i......)

see's yarnabey. both the bigger bodies stare at each other

toy player running towards yarnabey :(PETS! PET THE BABY!)

yarnabey scared for his life freaking books it.

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toy player a week later wondering with no issues in no mans land.

doctor : Oh look who escaped its cell.

toy player:( oh its you.....I don't like you)

doctor: now little germ.

toy player now offended and pissed. ....(you know what im gonna make your life hell now)

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toy player walking around looking for a way out of no mans land :( okay this is ridiculous! how could a toy factory afford to make this?!)

Doey, dogday, and kissy trying to find food but finds a bigger body all terrified at how big they are.

Doey: okay so maybe we can sneak around them?

kissy fearfully looks at doey.

dogday: absolutely not. We dont even know what toy they are based off of let alone how feral they are.

doey and dogday get into an argument.

toy player noticed them 4-5 minutes ago just watching them fight. kissy and toy player make eye contact. kissy looks fearfull and starts shaking.

toy player starting to feel bad for kissy. sits down and waves at kissy. kissy now confused slowly makes her way to toy player. toy player gives kissy head pats.

doey and dogday notice kissy is missing and freak out. turning and seeing kissy getting a piggy back ride from toy player.

doey and Dogday: shocked Pikachu face.

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toy player when fist getting to safe haven, concerned everyone with how much food they would need. They were large so everyone thought they needed more food.

Once toy player got settled in, the smaller toys would try to give them parts of their rations. toy player always refused.

once Toy player lived there for about 3 week, doey and dogday would try to make them eat something. but player just left safe haven for a little while. Doey and dogday feel horrible at basically making their friend abandon safe haven. only for them to return with a old clip board with toy players file. (does not require sustenance to live).

That causes great relief for everyone, but also it makes them a little sad toy player lost the need to eat making them less human than they thought.

[dreadfutures]

the only truly hopeful piece of media I have felt come out in the past decade is, completely seriously, The Batman (2022). Without being corny at all, and without treating anything with kid gloves. The world never feels so bleak that the hope seems out of reach, yet it never feels like the evils are either cartoonified or obscured. to do so would make the hope feel manufactured. It felt very grounded and open eyed about the grimness of life as we know it, and still I felt a genuine hopeful conviction from the movie about what is necessary to overcome it: family, community, and helping each other out as individuals when the systems around us are broken. The Batman looks at poverty, corruption, helplessness, how they're all tied up with the violence of Gotham, and there is a real concrete sense that it will be a slow going but a better world is possible if XYZ. The one crisis is averted but what underpinned it is uncovered, not ignored, and the movie ends hopeful and future facing. Bruce has his realizations, and the society around him has its realizations, and that victory could possibly be part of something better if the work is put into it. And yes: it is a movie, it is a superhero movie, it does not go incredibly in depth and it doesn't have tangible praxis... And yet I still think it does more than most media we've had in a while to tell a hopeful story in the face of a world's stated conflicts.

Veilguard is not a hopeful game. It is a lighthearted game that tells you that it's hopeful. It's a bright smile painted on your face to ignore the actual problems in the world, to focus on interpersonal relationships and say everything is fine. Literally the world burns and no one actually questions why, or to look forward to a world that would not burn. It smiles and laughs and holds hands and slaps a band-aid on the current tragedy without looking at the root cause of any of it, or asking any participants to look at the ways they might actually be harmed by, or participate in harm of, the societies they're in. You stop the nuclear bomb going off just this once but aren't concerned with military funding or borders at all. Just bad guy with nuke, no nuke, the future is saved shhh. You stop the terrorist who was radicalized by the failure of a system but don't do anything to even pay lip service to that cause, or how that system must change lest it happen again. It's an isolated bad guy driven by personal feelings alone, in a world where there is only Personal Feelings and Amorphous Power Hungriness at fault for any harm, the harms being personal and not systemic at all.

Slavery is not actually an issue the game is concerned about; xenophobia is not an issue that the game is concerned about; the power dynamics of mages in different societies is not an issue the game is concerned about; the personhood of spirits is not an issue the game is concerned about; the harm of the past being addressed is not, actually, an issue the game is concerned about. Slavery only exists to make sure you know the good guys are against it as a concept. Everything else is hushed up because we are only concerned with working together without friction except for personality friction, not ideology or upbringing or power structures. Your characters look at some of the harms of the past and they allow themselves to feel bad about them. And then they say let them go and move on. But those harms might be addressed! Those harms might even be reversed! Those harms could very well be influential to how you progress! But the game is not interested, actually.

I really, truly, no matter how many of these essays about how hopeful Veilguard is, I do not see it. I hear the swelling music, I know we are told we have a happy ending, but I do not see the evidence, I do not feel it, I do not believe it. This world we KNOW so WELL is broken in ways the game refuses to acknowledge and remains broken in all of those ways, and none of the people we meet in Veilguard are either aware or interested in fixing it. And none of them, at the end, are equipped to. The world remains broken, but our character is happy and psychologically at ease, so that's hopeful I guess?

[clarisse-owo]

so, me thinking about this post a bit.

i think that none of the examples above are bad writing, but I can't say much about piccolo cuz i never watched his part, but let's see...

darth vader was corrupted to the dark side, committed a massacre in a preschool of kids that admired him and then caused genocides in the whole universe. even if given the "he was groomed" card, i think he should not be forgiven. he is kinda similar to catra, but he changed when he was an adult, and even saying that the jedi also brainwashed him wouldn't have changed it. catra was groomed from a baby, she didn't knew any better and thought she was doing what was right. also blowing a whole planet is not okay. do you know how many habitable planets there are in the universe? not enough.

vegeta was born and raised as a prince of a super powered race that is known to engage in wars and stuff. he felt entitled to whatever he wanted and in the end, although I don't have the whole dbz in my head, he did change and became a good characters. yeah, he may have caused genocides, but he was also kinda groomed from birth like catra. and i like his character so he gets a pass

magneto may be a villain, but he fights for a good cause in the only way he thinks is viable. yeah, he may have caused a lot of deaths, but he saved a lot of other ones for sure. even if you don't think he deserve to be forgiven, he is just a symptom to inequality and how violence will only lead to violence and the only way that the abused minorities can get something is by taking action. yeah, he should probably not commit mass murder, but he is making more mutants know that they have a place in the world and they have to fight for it. also he killed hitler so it's ok. his character is nuanced and i love it. btw i heard he was inspired by Malcolm X and Xavier be Martin Luther king Jr on their ideologies which makes me like him just because of the whole peace vs revolution aspect of them. also i am not from the USA and i haven't studied a lot about them so i may be wrong or misinformed, so if i am, I'm up to learning and changing. no one is a monolith, we can grow and be better.

zuko was similar to catra too. he was basically groomed into a war he was never going to win, he thought he was doing what was right, but his uncle helped him see and he ended up breaking his need to please his father, turned to the hero's side and did redeem himself. also genocide in his belt. i see a pattern

venom is an alien form that consumes living things for survival. idk where to put him, but yes, genocide. i legit don't know a lot about him besides that and that he turn peter into a bully, but that's ok i guess

catra was groomed as a kid into a war she was never going to win. was abused and forced into submission against her nature. she feared for her life, but she thought she was doing the right thing. she saw her best friend betray the authoritarian regimen they both worked for and felt like it was personal. she needed to fight, but now she had no one else to turn to, she was alone. after a while she did see her ways and redeemed herself, but she suffered by doing so. zuko had his uncle, vegeta had nothing else to lose, but catra lost all the support she had. the friends she grew up with. yeah, i think she is not even close to what darth vader did, bit she had no iroh by her side and was blinded by her abusers. and even when she helped to save the world, seeing it as a realistic universe, she would still be frowned upon for years. she-ra went through it, and now she will go through it. she will not just be a friend of the whole city just because she helped to save the world. plus we don't know if the whole world is ok with queer relations, so she could still be a target for that. catra is really well written and do deserve forgiveness. also wlw, so she's good on my book.

remember kids, suffering goes past canon. it's not because they redeemed themselves that they stop suffering. catra will still deal with her actions and trauma for her whole life while the others are mostly ok from what i know. vegeta changed, got a family and never talked about the genocides, he look like he got over it very quick, zuko will still deal with all of that as he was a part of the whole fire nation shtick, but i think he was not that badly treated and even got the fire nation redeemed and even was aang's helper, so i think he had it well and maybe had an ending that would be similar to catra's in the end. darth vader was redeemed but dead in the end (unless retconned by disney) so he did not suffer as much, and well... venom is venom, idk...

Face it, Darth Vader, Zuko, Piccolo, Vegeta, Magneto, Loki and Venom did far worse, unforgivable things yet when they were redeemed to varying degrees, fandom gave them free passes. Yet when Catra ,a child soldier who was physically and mentally abused by her mentor, realizes how much she has hurt the people around her; strives to be a better person; saves her childhood best friend and the entire world with the literal power of love (in spite of the series being cut short), fandom screams for her blood, yelling that she was "the real villain" and "should've died".

I have nothing against either Vader, Zuko, Piccolo, Vegeta, Magneto, Loki or Venom. However, when fandom declares a queer catgirl to be "the face of unforgivable evil", that's when we need to call out the blatant sexist, and kind of queerphobic, double standards.

And no, don't even give me that "BuT BaD WrItInG" thought-terminating rubbish. Funny how everything seems to be "BaD WrItInG" only when it involves some form of media made by and/or starring women, queer people and other minorities. Don't you think?

[into-the-milgramverse]

Ramble on Kotoko

Personally, I love Kotoko despite the fact that she harmed two of my faves

Regardless of your opinion on if her actions are justifiable or not, one thing I feel like everyone will agree to: She makes Milgram more interesting

She's unpredictable, yet simultaneously easy to read.

T1 inno seemed to make sense based on what we saw, as we assumed that she was in Milgram due to the kind of people she targets in the MV. Surely she just attacks the very bad guys who actively harm people, specifically kids, right? Right?

Wrong. Oh boy, how wrong was that.

There's no way anyone could have known that she treats all crime equally

Including:

Loving someone in a "wrong" way

Based on Mahiru's MV, she basically does the thing a lot of girls do, and are in fact encouraged by many magazines, digital and in paper, to do, especially when they're focused on "love and relationships" subject. She calls her boyfriend while he's sleeping, does "relationship" testing to see if he'll stay, etc etc,.. And yeah, this shit is toxic and harmful. But it's also very common and normalized. (I've personally had experienced a partner doing similar to me, "testing me" to see how I'd react to certain news. I was also friends in highschool with one person who got "tested" by their partner, and then they returned the "testing". None of them deserve to be beaten up.)

Making an online call-out post

Again, very common thing that happens, and, unfortunately, very common for it to go too far to the point of people, and sometimes even their families, getting harmed. It's mostly done by teens and young adults, and has the general idea of Finding The Evil and Calling It Out to Protect Others From It, but what it ends up doing is just putting a target on someone's back, where people will mindlessly start harassing that someone because of their assumed wrongdoings. You yourself likely know at least one person who joined in on some Twitter or Tumblr post to add a comment about how "disgusting" someone is for liking certain fictional media or drawing fanart in way people don't like. Hell, maybe even you yourself have participated, maybe you've seen someone who traced over someone's art and decided to comment on it. Fuuta's case is basically that, a girl posted a photo (of herself wearing a hat iirc?) and Fuuta (if it really is him, since I've seen theories that someone might have pretended to be him), along with few other people, jumped her over that pic, accusing her of... Art theft, I believe?

Killing your abuser

Amane is a victim of abuse. Though she claims she killed because the person (her mom) was breaking the rules of their religion (cult), I think it's clear that's an excuse she hides behind, or else she'd have to face her own feelings (after all, she took her own mother's life, there's no doubt that would be difficult to deal with emotionally). She only has her beliefs to fall back onto for support, to tell herself that she just did what she had to because her mother broke the rules first.

Having undiagnosed DID

She literally states that Mikoto's existence is a crime. His actual crime that he committed is never brought into question, not by people who voted, and not by Kotoko either. No one ever judged him for his actions, they just judged him based on whether he's faking DID or not (based on how Milgram works though, it makes it impossible to fake DID.)

To Kotoko, all of these are crimes, all of which are deserving of being beaten up to the brink of death.

And honestly? Love that of her. She causes chaos. She sticks to her stance and doesn't change her way of thinking no matter the vote she receives. Her way of thinking is also rather simple ("All we gotta do is get rid of all the bad guys" type of thinking), but how and when she chooses to act out is more complicated and harder to guess. Many things seem to play into what decisions she'll make.

If it wasn't for her, Milgram wouldn't turn into what it has become now, with people desperately trying to minimize further harm, trying to balance both voting "correctly" (that's the trick, there's no correct way to vote) as well as protect other prisoners from her.

[dulcescorderitas]

Heyy!!<3 Hope you're doing well today!

Was wondering if you could write up something about Dean x girlfriend reader smoking💚 I don't think Dean is an every day stoner, but I think every now and again he partakes just to keep his mood in check, clear his mind and find some peace for a while. I'm imagining like sitting on the trunk of the Impala, staring up at the stars and sharing a blunt while talking about life and laughing<3

the impala's parked on the side of some deserted backroad, miles away from the neon glow of city lights. out here, the stars feel closer, like you could reach up and pluck one right out of the sky if you wanted to.

dean’s sitting on the trunk, legs spread out like he’s got all the time in the world, one arm draped over his knee while the other holds the blunt between his fingers. he’s already taken a hit, exhaling slow, letting the smoke curl up into the night like it belongs there.

“you ever just think about how fucking small we are?” you ask, leaning back on your hands, staring up at the sky.

he lets out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “not when i can help it.” but he passes you the blunt anyway, watching as you bring it to your lips, inhale deep. the burn hits first, then the slow roll of warmth through your veins, spreading like honey, thick and sweet.

“you should,” you say, holding in the smoke before letting it go. it drifts between you, hanging for a moment before the breeze takes it away. “kinda makes everything feel less important. all the bullshit, y’know?”

dean hums, tilting his head like he’s considering it. “or it makes everything feel worse. like, if none of it matters, why the hell do we keep fighting so hard?”

“’cause we don’t got a choice,” you say simply, taking another hit before passing it back. “but just for tonight, maybe we don’t have to think about it.”

he looks at you then, really looks at you, and there’s something softer in his expression, something unguarded. “yeah,” he says, bringing the blunt to his lips again, “maybe.”

the two of you sit in silence for a while, the only sounds the rustling of the trees and the distant chirp of crickets. everything feels heavier and lighter at the same time, the way weed has a habit of making things. you lean into his side, your head resting against his shoulder, and he doesn’t move away. just lets you be there, lets the warmth of him settle into you.

“you remember that time we got stuck in that shitty motel in kansas?” he asks suddenly, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. “the one with the vibrating bed?”

you burst out laughing, the memory hitting all at once. “oh my god, yes! you put a quarter in just to see if it worked and the damn thing almost threw us off.”

“i still think that place was haunted,” he says, taking another hit. “no way in hell that bed moved that fast on its own.”

“or maybe you’re just bad at physics.”

he scoffs, nudging you lightly with his shoulder. “watch it, sweetheart.”

you smirk, stealing the blunt from his fingers, letting your lips brush against where his just were. his gaze flickers to your mouth, just for a second, before he looks back up at the sky.

“so,” he says after a moment, voice a little rougher now. “you ever think about just... running away? ditching all this hunter crap and going somewhere quiet?”

it’s a dangerous question. one you’ve both thought about but never dared to say out loud. you glance at him, see the way his jaw tenses, like he already knows the answer.

“sometimes,” you admit. “but it wouldn’t last. we’re too deep in it.”

he nods, doesn’t argue. just watches as you take one last hit before stubbing the blunt out on the metal of the impala’s trunk.

“yeah,” he murmurs, voice almost lost to the night. “i know.”

he shifts then, turning towards you, his eyes dark and a little hazy, his lips parted like he's on the edge of saying something. but he doesn’t speak—just reaches up, fingers brushing against your jaw, tilting your face toward his.

“been thinking about this for a while,” he admits, voice low, rough.

before you can say anything, his lips are on yours, slow at first, tasting of smoke and warmth and something undeniably dean. his hand slides to the back of your neck, pulling you in closer as the kiss deepens, the air between you thick with heat, with need.

his fingers tangle in your hair, his other hand gripping your hip as he pulls you flush against him. the kiss grows hungrier, his teeth grazing your bottom lip before he deepens it, tongue sliding against yours in a slow, intoxicating rhythm. the heat coils low in your belly, a delicious, lazy burn that makes your head spin.

you let out a quiet sound against his mouth, and he groans in response, his hand tightening on your hip. he breaks the kiss just long enough to catch his breath, his forehead pressed against yours.

“guess we’re not thinking about anything else tonight, huh?” you whisper, lips still tingling.

dean smirks, his thumb brushing over your cheek, then trails lower, his fingers skimming the bare skin beneath your shirt. “not a damn thing.”

tags:@soldiersgirl @iloveeveryoneyoureamazing @legalmente-loca @bluemerakis @whisperingdaze @cherrygirlfriend @figthoughts @sunsbaby @ambiguous-avery @bocadelinfierno @sunnyteume

[almostfoxglove]

heyyyy pookie!! I am loving the ghost!max story 💗 but a fic I’d love to see is more Frankie fics!!!! I love the ones you’ve written so far (this is in reference to the what fics would u wanna see post)

omg hi pal!! you are too sweet ahh - thank you so much!! that's so sweet of you :,) and OOOOOOF I AGREEE, more frankie forever, please and thank you!! I would definitely like to write more for that man. I've been craving some one shots that have a good mix of angst and fluff - I'm picturing a pretty angsty frankie and a very calm, steady reader. why all my instincts are to have someone take care of this man, I don't know, but I'm not about to fight it.

maybe something like...

frankie's AA sponsor invites him over for dinner to celebrate frankie hitting one year sober. frankie's nervous. hasn't met his sponsor's family before and is worried all the attention might be put on him, but his sponsor assures him it's just dinner, not a party. that he's not shared any milestones / anything about frankie's progress with his family - obviously. but that doesn't stop frankie's head from going. he's not always good with new people. actually, he's usually terrible with them. benny says he's too quiet, standoffish, gruff. stomps around looking unfriendly, all grumpy. but one year is one whole year, and he wants to go. he wants to be someone who gets invited places and then goes to those places, who doesn't bail and can make conversation with strangers without tripping over himself and sounding like an ass.

so he frankie goes. brings this big bottle of fancy sparkling cider (non-alcoholic, of course) that his sister bought him as a six-months-sober gift that he never drank cause he doesn't wanna show up empty-handed. but his sponsor isn't who opens the door when he finally gets the nerve to knock, and it's not his sponsor's partner, either.

it's you. way too gorgeous to be smiling at him like that, saying you must be frankie! come in, come in! and ushering him inside while he blinks down at you, slack-jawed, heart punching out of his chest. his sponsor's sister. bad news. very bad news, putting your hand on his elbow as he steps into the narrow hall, then rushing off to finish setting the table. bad news sitting next to him at dinner, looking too often at his face, listening too closely whenever he talks, actually laughing when he makes some stupid, nervous joke that he knows isn't really funny at all.

he swears he'll never let himself think of you on the drive home, your perfume clinging to his coat from when you hugged him goodbye. he knows better. he knows better. he knows, but then you're everywhere. he runs into you at the grocery store. the laundromat. the post office. and every time you see him you smile so fucking big and so fucking pretty and it yanks at his chest, how much he likes you. how hard he's gotta fight not to ask for your number when you let slip that you just moved into a new place - two minutes down the road from him.

he shouldn't. he doesn't. but when you say you'd love to hang out, that you wouldn't mind having a friendly face in the neighborhood, he's not quite strong enough to keep from giving in. whatever heartache this will surely bring him, frankie knows as he types his number into your phone that he'll have brought it on himself.

✉️ I wish you would write...

[thepointofme]

i agree with everything op said!! and its such a shame we didn't get a deep discussion about this topic between charles and erik.

erik has been eating and breathing his rage since he was a child, the nazis and shaw stripped him of his family, his mental, emotional, and physical health, stripped him of his dignity, the chance of being a person. erik sees himself as a weapon shaw made, and there's no better revenge than to be the reason for your creator's death. shaw created his very own frankenstein, and erik will make him pay for it.

erik never really had the proper time to process what he went through in the camps, with shaw, his mother's death. to grief the person he'll never have the chance to be because of such life changing trauma. that makes him cling into that rage cause it gives him purpose. that purpose gives him the illusion of control as well.

if he doesn't have the rage, he's just a boy who lost everything. that's why getting obsessed with revenge is such a tricky thing, there's a fine line between wanting to get revenge so you can move on with your life and getting consumed by it to a point where you don't know who you are without it. erik never even got the chance to find out. in the past, because of what was taken from him, and in the present, because he sees himself unworthy of it. broken beyond repair.

and charles knows that.

he knows that, at the end of the day, erik would always be haunted by what shaw did to him. how, every time erik uses his power, the one thing he probably loves the most about himself, he won't be able to access it without thinking about shaw.

charles wants erik to see himself as a person again. to see past the rage and the grief, to feel joy in being alive and being himself. to feel love. as erik lehnsherr. not just as a powerful mutant. a weapon.

but erik is too angry to see that. he thinks charles is just being charles and doesn't want him to kill shaw because killing is "bad."

I think it’s worth discussing Charles’ thoughts on Erik’s desire for revenge on Shaw. I think Erik, and some viewers, misunderstand Charles’ perspective.

Erik has already killed many N*zis by now, and Charles knows that, so Charles isn’t against the idea because it would make Erik a killer; he technically already is one, and a justified one at that.

The thing is, Charles never directly tells Erik that killing Shaw would be wrong or unjustified. Nor does he ever even imply that Shaw deserves to be spared. He doesn’t spew any nonsense like “everyone deserves a second chance, even an ex-N*zi.” As much as he may hate violence, he’s way too smart to think that there was any other way of stopping Shaw at this point. His thought process is probably that they will capture Shaw and bring him to the government, who will undoubtedly execute him for his crimes. So Charles is never intending to advocate for Shaw’s life, by any stretch of the imagination.

What Charles says is killing Shaw “won’t bring Erik peace.” And this is an important distinction. His disapproval of this revenge is for Erik’s sake, not Shaw’s. Peace is all he wants for Erik. He wants to give that to Erik, or at least help Erik find it. And as a telepath, he can see how revenge poisons people’s minds and drives them further into darkness. So he’s scared for Erik’s wellbeing in this case. He wishes that Erik would focus his passion and drive on something more positive than a revenge kill.

Charles’ view of Erik’s childhood memories probably contributes to this, too. He’s seen how innocent and kind Erik used to be, the kind of person he should’ve been if it weren’t for Shaw and the Nazis. So he wishes that Erik would try harder to bring out that side of himself - he most likely rationalizes it in his mind as: by focusing on what Shaw did and letting Shaw motivate him, Erik might as well be giving Shaw the satisfaction (in a way, letting Shaw win in his efforts to break him.)

I also think Charles’ pleas for Erik not to do it when the moment comes is because he’s in Shaw’s head. He’s more afraid of feeling Shaw’s death than anything else. He might even be worried that he’ll be physically injured by feeling it.

And this is where their miscommunication comes into play. Erik thinks Charles’ attempts at dissuading him mean he doesn’t understand his pain and rage and need for this closure - which hurts even more because Charles has always made him feel understood in every other way. Whereas Charles forgets that Erik can’t possibly realize he can feel what Shaw feels in the coin scene, so he thinks Erik is deliberately choosing to hurt him in the process of hurting Shaw. When in fact Charles DOES understand Erik, and Erik DOESN’T know Charles can feel the coin.

But I think it’s quite important to acknowledge that Charles does hate Shaw for what he did to Erik (as well as all the other destruction he’s trying to reap). I’ve seen people comment that his disapproval of Erik’s goal means he somehow “thinks Shaw deserves to live” when in fact he NEVER says that or even implies it. He saw what Shaw did to Erik, and he loves Erik. Of course he doesn’t actually care if Shaw lives or dies! This actually contributes to his choice to keep his hold on Shaw despite his fear of the coin and Erik’s mental health. Not only is he preventing Shaw from hurting Erik again, but also a part of him does want Shaw to suffer and die for what he did.

I won’t stand for any hater claiming that Charles was “defending a N*zi” by not wanting Erik to kill Shaw because that is SO NOT TRUE.