#but it's all salt in the wound in the end

[astro-break]

I've been sitting on this ever since the chapters came out but Kiriwo vs Iruma and Azz was actually a really good section? Both from a technical and a storytelling standpoint it was top notch and is an excellent case study of how far Osamu Nishi's writing has come

First off, its the first time both Iruma and Kiriwo are meeting face to face after the events of the Battler Party. And it only took 300-ish chapters. Of course its going to be impressive, but I kind of want to focus on what I really really love about these two chapters.

From a technical analysis, I absolutely adore the double page spread with Kiriwo breaking the panel to lean over and devour Iruma. Demons are the most powerful when they are their greediest and not even the foundations of the medium can stop Kiriwo. I also absolutely adore how the hand pointing into his mouth lands right over Iruma's terrified face, the outstretched hand as well boxing him in with no way to escape. It breaks the natural flow of reading manga, forcing readers eyes to jump from the first panel to the last immediately. Even the speech bubbles which also break the panels to bleed into the next are boxing Iruma in, leaving only Kiriwo as the only option. He's right. Right here. Into his mouth. That's the only direction the manga allows him to go. Not even Azz, who is logically right behind Iruma on the other side of the barrier, can't be seen. Its just them.

One thing that Mairuma likes to emphasizes is eyes. Nishi likes putting in a lot of close ups of the face but eyes specifically is something she puts a lot of focus on. Of course, eyes are the only reliable way to tell if someone has returned to origins but eyes also change according to wicked phase. They are the windows to the soul, and whenever a hype moment occurs, the eyes are almost always a focal point to enhance the action.

The latter half of 303 really ramps this imagery up as eyes become one of the main focus points of the sequence. Iruma's watery eyes when he asks if its really Kiriwo, the concealment and subsequent focus on Baal's eyes as he looms over Princes Shura revealing his motives (also Shura covering her face up till Baal "saves" her is an interesting symbolic choice i might write about), the ever present return to origin markings on Kiriwo's eyes after declaring his intentions, and that final page is all about eyes. My favourite is the hiding of Azz's eyes as he breaks the barrier only to reveal them as he boldly says he'll stay by Iruma's side, eyes finally coloured in when up till that point in the chapter it was left white.

Speaking of panels though, Kiriwo is allowed to break past the gutters and invade other panels. His single minded devotion to consuming Iruma allows him to bend the laws to manga and lean right over. So logically, the next page where Azz saves Iruma, Azz who is consumed by devotion and is perhaps even more enamored with Iruma would do the same, no?

Nope.

Despite everything, Azz is still trapped within the story and its confines. Not even his words break through the boundaries. The best he can do is close the gap between the gutters, squeezing the panels together as close as he can. He still lacks critical information and Kiriwo has and no matter how much he tires, without that he will always be a step behind his senior. Even all the power in the world will not change that Suzuki Iruma is a fragile, fragile human.

As if to rub salt into an already gaping wound, Kiriwo's speech bubble at the end of the chapter literally shuts down Iruma's protests. Kiriwo is in control of the situation and his words take over the page. He's also drawn to be taller than Azz who is canonically about 10-15 cm taller

Control seems to also be a big theme/determining factor for whose words are allowed to transcend the metaphysical boundaries boxing them in because who else would be the one to quite literally dominate the next climatic moment than the unpredictable agent of chaos, Clara herself? The ringtone from her call quite literally cuts both Iruma and Kiriwo's words in half, drowning them out in her silliness. I remember seeing that a lot of people were upset that Clara interrupted Kiriwo but I argue that Clara is the perfect person for this? Master of funtimes and such a wildcard that she managed to seduce Raim through pure innocence? You can not tell me that you didn't laugh at the stupid fonts that Misfit Scans used for Iruma's ringtone. (Thank you Flare, whoever you are. Because I laughed. So hard.)

Also KiriAzz's faces when they look at Iruma? Peak visual comedy

Clara calling is also just the breather that the story needed. Yes, she inadvertently protected Iruma's secret, but she also the most emotionally mature out of the Love Trio which I think so many people forget. Clara is super smart when it comes to her boys, she knows that off on their own, they're bound to get caught up in their own heads worrying and agonizing in silence. Clara knew to call her boys after the Devilculum because it would had undoubtedly been stressful mingling among the upper ranks. Of course she was lonely and wanted to know how her soulmates were doing but even if she knows it or not, she is their emotional center and grounds them when they drift too far into their own self flagellation. But more importantly, she grounds the story in its genre. Lets not forget, Mairuma is a comedy series. Devilculum Arc was quite uncharacteristically somber for the series which runs on comedy of errors and misunderstandings galore. Sure, the beginning of the Arc was kind of funny but once everyone stepped into the venue, comedy became secondary to the plot.

Would it have been interesting to see what would have happened if Clara didn't call? Of course, yeah. But I think thats better left explored in fanfiction. At the end of the day, they're the Love Trio, they are a tripartite. Do not separate. And even unknowingly, Clara's protecting Iruma in her own way. And because of that, she is given the power to take over the page, filling it with images of Magitools Batara and her own silly creations, flower shaped speech bubbles framing the members as they work towards their own ambitions. She is the one that reminds Iruma of his own goals, who reminds him that there are demons at home who are waiting for him, and who he too is waiting for.

On a more aesthetic note though, I do like how Iruma's necklace this arc mirror's Kiriwo's collar. Its a very nice parallel but also acts as a way for Iruma to be connected to the people he's attending Devilculum with. The frilled collar on Ameri's dress and the Amosdeus Clan's rose brooch that both Azz and Amu have on their suits.

Idk how to end this ngl but I am completely normal about ch 303+4 the writing and set up is so so so good. I remember Misfits being so mad that others were translating the human part and I agree. Its so vital for the Love Trio and their relationship that their secrets are theirs to tell and not anyone elses. And the way these dynamics are portrayed through diegetic story telling is just perfect, I will never get over how good the KiriIru double spread is. Like those two pages specifically is my Roman Empire. I think about those pages on a hourly basis. I love that spread so much but 90% of what makes it so great is the surrounding context and the proceeding events. One day Nishi will probably top this and make me slobber all over her artistic storytelling but for today, I will continue to be consumed with thoughts about these two chapters.

One last thing but the fact that Iruma's secret got cockblocked from being revealed twice because of a phone call is just hilarious. Once is good enough but Narnia prioritizing a work phone call over warning his brother about what he sees as a great evil? He's so silly actually.

#mairimashita! iruma kun #m!ik #mairuma #welcome to demon school iruma kun #wtdsik #suzuki iruma #ami kiriwo #amy kirio #asmodeus alice #valac clara #analysis #inspired by my term end thesis paper i word vomited this after handing it in (￣y▽￣)╭ #i have a lot of thoughts about 303 specifically but you can't talk 303 without adding in 304 so I just winged it #those two 303 double page spreads are so special to me specifically i love the symbolism behind them

[mochalate]

[1] new notification!

msby!atsumu x reader || w/c: 1.9k ft. questionable methods of contacting the paparazzi. [<- read intro][ch 2->]

Atsumu’s last elementary school report card— faithfully stored by his mother in a sturdy carton in her closet, along with her other important documents— has near perfect grades, and only one comment from his teacher. 

Atsumu chooses to deal with matters, both academic and personal, in an independent and determined manner.

By the time middle school was over, Atsumu hadn’t changed; but the comment sure had.

Atsumu prefers not to ask for assistance even if he is having trouble with his work. I would like to see him asking for help or clarification when required.

Then in highschool, he’d learned how to bite back his pride enough to earn an approving ‘Atsumu is an active participant in his learning’ by the end of his third year.

And now look at him, asking strangers online for help without a second thought. Old Mrs. Yamada from Yako Middle School would be so proud. 

Atsumu wonders how she’s doing. He idly types her name into the search bar, and immediately finds an obituary. 

He blinks at the pixelated picture of her sweet, smiling, deceased face; and tries to decide if he should take this as a portent regarding the consequences of asking for help, or as a reminder of the relentless march of time.

Time, which you and Osamu were spending together at this very moment.

Atsumu has to resist the urge to bang his head against one of the lockers. 

 He tries his best not to think about it; but it’s early afternoon, he’s done with practice, the last one in the locker room, and unfortunately, has far too much time to not only think about it, but vividly picture it too. It’s like a goddamn movie in his mind, complete with subtitles. 

(They’re hard coded in; because of course, he’s third wheeling so hard in this scenario, he had to resort to watching said movie on the shadiest of websites, battling the pop up ads telling him about the hot singles in his area— just to rub salt in the wound.)

It went like this: you and Osamu are baking a cake together. You tell Osamu he’s got flour on his face, giggling for some reason, and he asks where. So you point to your nose, and he smears some on your face with a grin. Barf. 

Oh Osamu, you’re so much more fun than Atsumu, you say, all doe-eyed. Your subtitles are pink. The sweetest thing I’m allowed to make him is sugarless raisin bran cookies.

Yer damn right about that, Osamu replies (looking right at the camera, deadpan), Let’s get married just so we can not invite him to the wedding.

Okay, maybe Osamu wouldn’t go that far. 

And maybe it wasn’t fair to hold the raisin bran cookies against you like that. He really did think they were chocolate chip; but in hindsight, it wouldn’t make much sense for his nutritionist to be giving those to him when he was supposed to be on a high-protein diet.

(Sue him, he thought you had enough of a soft spot for him to sneak him a treat.)

Atsumu sighs, and unlocks his phone again to pull up the post from last night. There are a few more replies— some calling it a fake story, a few asking for an update, and one person inexplicably telling him to go no contact with his brother. 

Ridiculous. The whole idea was ridiculous; and surely msbygirlie (bless her) would eventually see through his half-assed attempt at disguising who he was.

His index finger hovers over the delete button. 

And then his eyes land on that reply he’s been thinking about since last night. 

well you don't have to talk to either of them... you said someone took the original photo. maybe they're still stalking?? ask them what they think?

It was insane. He’d be adding fuel to a fire that was dying down. It would drive the publicist crazy. 

He wants to do it.

(Fuck, he’s going to do it.)

Atsumu Miya’s Guide to Finding and Trapping Your Local Paparazzi

Set a live trap in the location you expect your target to be.

“Shoyo,” Atsumu calls out, as he spots his wing spiker near the gymnasium exit, “ya free right now?” 

Hinata comes to a halt with a little hop, somehow still full of energy despite the full training session. “More or less. Why?” 

Why? Because Sakusa would scoff and walk away, stopping only to report his plan to Meian; and because Bokuto would accidentally blab and give him up, probably during a livestream. (She reprimanded them a lot, but really, it was him and Bokuto keeping the publicist employed.)

“I need yer help catching a pest. Want to take a walk with me?”

2. Bait the trap.

Atsumu stops abruptly at the crossroads. He snaps his head toward the convex mirror on the corner just in time to see a nondescript man, with a baseball cap pulled low over his face, ducking into the small general store just behind them. It’s quick— the doors are already propped open since it’s not quite warm enough to justify running the air conditioning.

Perfect.

Hinata nudges his elbow. “Why did we stop? Do you want something to drink?”

Atsumu takes a deep breath. “Do ya trust me, Shoyo?”

He looks perplexed at the question. It’s not an expression that’s often on Hinata’s face, so Atsumu takes a moment to appreciate the novelty.

Of course, it’s gone in a second; replaced with his natural enthusiasm. “Oh, did you want to practice at the park? I see, you wanted to bring me to a different environment because our rapport on the court was—”

Atsumu claps his hands over Hinata’s shoulders, lowering his voice. “If ya trust me, do exactly as I say. Go to the park. Got it? Do not follow me. Go straight to the park.”

“Aren’t you coming with—”

Atsumu fills his lungs with air, and firmly plants his feet on the ground. 

(A quick glance in the mirror at the man with the baseball cap. Still there. Good.)

Forgive me, Shoyo.

“GOOD LUCK ON THE DATE!” he says as loudly as he can, before it's shouting. 

Hinata goes red, sputtering. “Huh? Date?”

Atsumu claps his shoulders again, and gives him a subtle push. Hinata, still wide-eyed, stumbles along in the direction of the park, glancing back over his shoulder a few times. 

3. Wait.

Atsumu jogs the long way around the block to get to the park. 

It only takes five minutes of lurking behind a row of vending machines, and feeling a little sorry for Hinata who’s sort of nervously wringing his hands on a bench— he's the only other person in the park at this time on a school day— before the man in the baseball cap shows up. 

A camera is slung casually around his neck. The recording light is taped over. He’s so fixated on Hinata, he doesn’t notice Atsumu as he saunters up the path towards the machines.

(Which, all things considered, was quite surprising— Atsumu is not a small man.)

“Hey,” Atsumu says, once Baseball Cap is close enough. “Long time, huh? Two things. One, give me your camera. I know it's recording. And two, I have a few questions.”

4. Dispose of your paparazzi responsibly and ethically.

Fifteen minutes later, Atsumu is no closer to the truth; and is considerably more irritated.

“What am I supposed ta do with that?”

“Is he going to hit me?” Baseball Cap anxiously asks Hinata, “Can you hold my camera if he’s going to hit me?”

“Atsumu wouldn’t hurt anyone,” Hinata assures him. 

“I ain’t gonna hit ya, ya scrub! Don’t you go writin’ that up on yer damn blog next.” He pinches his nose, trying to calm himself. “I’m done with ya, go home. But wipe the memory card in front of me first.”

r/relationship_advice • 1 hour ago

u/fattytuna95

UPDATE: I want to ask out my twin brother's girlfriend.

I didn’t want to come back here again, but I don’t know what to do.

Like one of you suggested, I asked the guy who took the picture. You were right. He's been following them.

(Creepy as hell, to be honest, but he didn't seem like a bad dude. And he was pretty skinny. Guess being a privacy invading douche doesn't pay well. I think even my female colleague could take him down if she tried, so that's fine.)

What he told me is this: she stayed overnight at his place twice this week. 

Now I know what you're thinking. It's a lost cause. Pack it up and move along. Right? 

No.

Here's the thing— I was worried my brother was developing feelings for her, and I still am, but if they were already sleeping together he would have told me. There's something else going on here. I mean on top of the fake dating bullshit.

And for some reason, they're not telling me.

How do I find out what without telling them how I know?

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u/unicornpoodle • 4 minutes ago

wowww

dude, are you sure you want to keep going through with this? There's a lot of things you can unsee but walking in on your  brother fucking your crush is probably not one of them...

(and you're a twin to boot! You'd see exactly what could've been. Now that'll mess you up!)

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u/fattytuna95 • 4 minutes ago Shut up!!! I don't want to think about that!!!!!! ↑ 10 ↓   •••

u/guiltyassassin_ • 10 minutes ago

lol I was lowkey joking about asking the guy, didn't think you'd actually do it. good for you. but uh, I might be with poodle on this one. you don't want it to be true, sure. but maybe they just didn't tell you? so it wouldn't be awkward at work?

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u/fattytuna95 • 9 minutes ago I shared a womb with the guy. I'm sure. You're an only child, aren't you? ↑ 12 ↓   •••

u/msbygirlie_13 • 5 minutes ago

This is exciting!! I don't agree with everyone else, I think you should get to the bottom of it!!! Like atsumu said in his volleyball monhtly interview in june '21, the game isn't over until the ball falls to the floor!!!!! the ball is NOT on the floor yet!

maybe you should go over to your brother's apartment and see if there's any evidence.and you should just show up. don't give him any time to clean it. you can do that right???

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u/fattytuna95 • 5 minutes ago Hmm that could work actually. I've been there so much, I'll definitely notice if something's out of place. ↑ 10 ↓   •••

u/unicornpoodle • 3 minutes ago are you saying this because you believe in it, or because you want more update posts? this shit is going to be hilarious ↑ 5 ↓   •••

u/msbygirlie_13 • just now ofc I believe in everything atsumu says, omg!!! he's the best, fattytuna will agree with me. ↑ 1 ↓ •••

Osamu frowns at the cloudy night sky as he pulls the shutters down over Onigiri Miya's window. The moon is hidden, only a hazy hint behind the grey.

"Looks like rain," he comments, glancing over his shoulder. "Sorry I kept ya waitin'. We should've just done it another night."

Behind him, standing under the streetlight, you can already feel the tiny droplets drizzling on your face. But you shake your head. "I can just stay over again. We always end up losing track of time, and your place is closer to work than mine anyway."

The lock in Osamu's hand clatters against the corrugated metal. "Want ta move in and really sell it?"

You roll your eyes. "I would, but we're not a good match. We'd feed each other too much and end up gaining so much weight."

He chuckles. "Hey, at least I can appreciate raisin bran cookies. Ya won't catch me spittin' food outta my mouth."

You laugh at that. It wasn't his fault, you want to say, smiling fondly at the memory. He didn't realise I was joking about it being chocolate chip.

"Hey, Osamu?"

"Yeah?"

"Should we just tell him?"

now what could they be up to? [my other fics->] please leave a like/reblog/reply/send me an ask if you enjoyed! <3 divider @/cafekitsune

#atsumu miya x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #haikyuu x reader #miya atsumu fluff #my fic

[mazzystar24]

why did i just take a flu-medicine induced fever dream that they cliffhang us w buddie at the end of season 7 like eddie rushes to buck’s loft to tell him how he feels or smth in the season finale and buck opens the door and they look at each other and buck is like “….hey?” and eddie smiles and is like “hey…” and BAM season 7 over like the end of the second season of Love, Victor

Anon I’m kissing you with tongue because we are soulmates

Funnily enough in my Benadryl induced haze (yes my cat allergies are still not retreating-those who know know) I was thinking something similar like end of the s7 finale- buck hears a knock at his door and bam it’s Eddie then dramatic kiss , pull back (camera only showing Eddie’s face) then end of season before we see bucks reaction

(all this to the tune of either salt in the wound by boygenius, all roads lead him by golden state, lover you should’ve come over by Jeff Buckley, keep me warm by Ida Marie or with or without you by U2- yes I’m a drama queen who’s brain was formed on early 2000s shows why do you ask)

Or alternative- ranty love confession (THOSE ARE SCRUMPTIOUS I LOVE THEM) from Eddie instead of the kiss but we don’t see the reaction till next season

Or angsty alternative to the alternative once the confession is confessed Eddie hears or sees someone else in the apartment aka Tommy (maybe he thought they broke up or maybe he was just laying all cards on the table either way)

#911 #buddie #evan buckley #911 abc #eddie diaz #911 fox #evan buck buckley #911onfox #buckley diaz family #911 speculation #911 spec #it’s really not it’s practically a fanfic I’m not talented enough to write #asks open #send asks #send me asks #answered asks #asks

[lit-in-thy-heart]

thinking about how it's almost worse that the true lancelot thanked merlin at the end of 4x09 because instead of having some comfort in thinking that the shade was only the image of lancelot, merlin has to live with the knowledge that his lancelot was there the entire time, locked away, and he did nothing to help him until it was too late

#i just #*distant screaming* #any way you slice mercelot it's just a fucking tragedy really #lancelot sacrifices himself for merlin #and merlin takes on the guilt of it should have been him #then lancelot thanks merlin #and merlin has the guilt of not trying to help lancelot sooner #man is just out there trying to let merlin know he cares so deeply for him #but it's all salt in the wound in the end #and it's fascinating how love with merlin is so intrinsically linked to pain #like how he cries when he kisses freya for the first time #or will taking an arrow for arthur (bc for some reason that prat is important to merlin so therefore has some importance to will) #and i don't need to go into details about balinor #idk #like i know there's been a lot of stuff about merlin losing everyone he loves #but the intensity of pain *caused* by love merlin had for them and the fact that in some cases love was the reason for the loss? #got me thinking #and crying #mercelot #merlin #lancelot #bbc merlin #lit talks

[marchsage]

world's most well-adjusted daughter

#mizuki okiura #okiura mizuki #aitsf #ok now spoilies for that game in the next tags. if u do not tag aini spoilers and aitsf i guess then thats on u #aitsf spoilers #aini spoilers #ai the somnium files #aini #mizuki date #u ever think abt how little time mizuki got to be mizuki date with her dad before everything in aini went to shit #i can acknowledge it follows the res route without being happy that its like BAM ok now mizuki's lost her parent AGAIN #anyways thinking abt how messed up itd feel to lose the same eye date lost but now ofc he's lost so like. salt in the wound #and ik u/ch/////iko///shi said she stays w others who help her get back on her feet but like god i imagine she's resentful that it ended up #that shes stuck in a situation like this #maybe take it as a redesign too idk i have so many overwhelming thoughts abt a mizuki that did Not cope with it as 'well' as she did in ain #hence covering her eye. a more date inspired look still mixed w her old design too #my art #yea nvm the more i think abt it the more this is less redesign and more post-explosion route in aini #shes got her backpack..... her missing eye......... girls gone thru it all

[iamtherealjamesdean]

rip to moritz stiefel, you would have loved phoebe bridgers and boygenius

#specifically #not strong enough #smoke signals #motion sickness #funeral #chinese satellite #savior complex #salt in the wound #yeah #those specifically #but all of them actually #i know the end #haha #spring awakening #sa #moritz stiefel #boygenius #phoebe bridgers

[juusasu4evagrrl]

I just remembered that a naruto fan art rendition of Judith beheading her rapist Holofernes exists and ☹️

#the one where sasuke is Holofernes andd sakura is Judith #like i like piece the artist is really talented but #A why did you make all of the white???? #B girl wtf are you tryna say #C no really whats the point whatvwas the reason #what a odd moment in naruto fandom history i hope she made some money off those prints #why were they yt tho #it was just salt in the wound to make them Caucasians #like yeah sasuke was an ass to Sakura but Judith beheading her rapist Holofernes girl #that is not the comparison i would have made but damn ok i guess #i will always be so curious what was jt that was trying to be said there beautiful art but at the end of the day im just confused #and wasn't she a Kylo ren fan #.................... like #where is the disconnect #naruto #pro sasuke #and to be clear in my opinion Sakura got what she put out in that relationship #like no one is owed civilty and when you cross peoples boundaries repeatedly you are even less deserving of it #sasuke and sakura were just two really different people who just did not get along and they both learned that the hard way #D why would you do that to such a beautiful and significant artwork

[faarkas]

tagged to do this template by @denerims @cptcassian @arklay (thank you for the psd leah ily <3) @aartyom and @nuclearstorms SO I DID TWO <3

not tagging anybody because it seems like everybody has been already, but feel free to do it!!! I WANNA SEE !!!

#Mentions are completely fucked on this post but idk how to fix it and my head is starting to hurt again so. AAAAAAAAA HATE THIS NEW FUCKING #POST EDITOR WITH MY WHOLE SOUL #was going to post three + a non 77 pairing but i ran out of energy. beau noah and shiro mer in the discord for safe keeping rn. #ANYWAY HOPE I DIDNT MISS ANYTHING LMAOOO THEY'RE BOTH SO. #verde n goro being Not Planners. Only Impulse. they literally see valenzo getting married and having kids and go Now Hold Up . #secretly eloping literally same night as valenzo wedding is a recent development that has had me cackling. Anyway. #adrian river do give me chuckles. they're true enemies to lovers they've got scars to show for it and everything. #hil.txt #tagged #ocstuff #oc: verde #v x t #oc: adrian #a x r #ALSO HAVE ASKS TO ANSWER FOR THEM STILL...HAVENT FORGOTTEN JUST BEEN DEAD FROM BEING SICK OR INJURED OR MIGRAINING #also me seeing short goro movement and hissing like a lizard. ARTBOOK SAYS HES TALL SO HES TALL . GOOD MORNING. #anyway take all those sliders with the slightest grain of salt they all blur together and i end up going off vibes 80% of the time bc i #do not remember anything about my gang ever. memory problems ftw. live laugh love . #also meant to say: adrian riv are better caretakers in different ways. adrian can mend wounds and help deal with illnesses. riv is a better #like emotional/comfort caretaker. does it make sense .

[lousyboris]

no but seriously why did v.ltron even add that sunset scene

#klance #why did v.ltron salt my wounds #I know they did that for Lance’s confidence or whatever but like… #how much more impactful would it have been for Lance to actually have an arc centered around self confidence #idk man idk there was more tension in that sunset scene than all of all.urance #and then don’t even get me started on the ending #one of these days I’ll get over it

[pyreshe]

I think So much about livvy and count dooku both out there being the rightful royalty of a planet but instead ending up as jedi due to Circumstances,,

#i just think a scenario in which separatists and dooku are fucking w livvys home planet and while theyre protecting it #it comes out that livvy isnt just FROM helios. she is one of its princesses #and u just know dooku is out there rubbing salt into that wound #and like they win in the end and everything and her grandparents apologize for the hand they played in livvy being sent away #and even offer her her original title and crown if she ever decides to leave the jedi order #✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: ooc / [mothman vc] take me home country roads #✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: v the stars lean in a little closer all because of you / star wars

[unspokenstydia]

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#salt in the mason wound #salt in the scira wound salt in the stydia wound #salt in the thiam wound to come #salt in the fucking arden wound everywhere all the time #none of these are to comparable extents #every time i get a notif from the tw twitter account i feel like #i am getting injected #with that gigantic syringe of revitalizing yet mysterious green chimera solution #and being dredged up and dragged back to 2015 #and the obvious answer is to just turn the notifs off but like after the show originally ended there was no need to! #and i was too much of a sentimentalist #but now it’s devolved into who knows what #an emotionally masochistic need to be a primary witness to the wreckage perhaps #i just need them to stop .. i live in a hc and fic land that i refuse to believe isn’t real #— #lana: on keeping a notebook

[aeide-thea]

seeing multiple ends of a discourse football on my dash, reblogged by good well-intentioned people who i respect and think highly of and whose values i'm pretty sure have a great deal of overlap, and just thinking abt a post i saw recently that i'm p sure is still wending its way thru my queue, abt tumblr/socmed discussions as border skirmishes intended to underscore division, rather than as consensus-building...

#this is not the discourse football in question but i'm also thinking again abt the yennefer discourse in witcher fandom #where like. there ended up being this really binary hardcore divide #between yennefer stans and ppl who had any reservations abt her #and if you belonged to the latter group you often got told it was Definitely You Being Racist #which just. then and now struck me as a much less helpful line of discussion #than saying something like 'it's rough to be someone who cares about/identifies with women of color in this (read: every) fandom... #...bc they get written off for being less than perfectly pleasant and compliant much more quickly than white male characters do' #'and while no one has to love yennefer‚ and there are reasons to find fault with her other than racism... #...it sucks that it's impossible to be a fan of hers and seek out content related to her without seeing people bashing her over and over' #'and maybe we as a fandom could brainstorm about how to create an environment that rubs a little less salt in people's wounds' #'because you don't have to be irredeemably racist to be perpetuating patterns that people have understandably been sensitized to' #'and presumably we'd all like to avoid wounding our fellow fans in those ways‚ rather than writing them off as oversensitive?' #like. that's a long-winded set of tags & i don't mean to‚ like‚ retroactively tone-police people who got too upset to frame things carefully #but i just do think like. things don't have to be Inarguably Inherently Bad to wound people who've seen similar patterns before #and ultimately it's worth saying‚ look‚ this feels different to me but i value you and your presence in my community and i want to listen #rather than being like 'i know i don't mean this the way you're saying i mean it‚ so i'm going to write you off as absurd & over-aggressive' #if you're serious abt building relationships and coalitions you have to actually hear people out about their perspective #and not just say 'your stance sounds ridiculous to me from my perspective‚ which i refuse to step outside of' #anyway these tags make this sound as though this is just abt Fandom which i don't actually think it is at all #just that that was an issue i could raise without getting into the specifics of the current football #but like. ultimately this is about valuing and respecting other people and being willing to hear them out and enter into their perspective #which is frankly fucking hard and i've failed at it plenty of times myself! #theory #interpersonal #also i guess #Fannish Ethical Concerns #given the tag spiral

[sammydem0n64]

The whole plot of Crumbled! (at least the main plot since several characters aren’t. Involved in that. Funny side plots and characters baby!) is how organized crime affects people, inside of it and out. It’s how members of the mob don’t have anything else they can do in life aside from the life of crime, it’s how the general public are harmed by organized crime even if they aren’t being targeted personally, it’s how being a member of this lifestyle can destroy or build your relationships, it’s how no one is pure evil or pure good, it’s the complexity of people while also being about The Horrors.

No one here faces “traditional consequences” to their actions, aside from a few. Hershey doesn’t go to jail, Donna doesn’t die, etc etc. This is a story that doesn’t need those consequences. From day 1 you know these characters are doing horrible things, and at the same time these characters learn and fully comprehend they’re doing bad things. The most they get as “traditional retribution” is how some of their personal relationships are affected. Aside from that, these fuckers dont NEED what the masses would deem a traditional consequence because the entire fucking plot is them going through the horrors because of their actions! Being in the mafia and seeing and doing horrible things while having to just live with it is a pretty damn good “consequence” to me! Melphis doesn’t need to go to jail because “he needs to suffer the consequences of his actions” when every single damn day he suffers‼️

Even if Cheon’s family isn’t destroyed, even if the Oreona family doesn’t ostracize it’s members that are criminals, even if the extremes aren’t reached in these “consequences” there’s still a damn effect!!! But at the end of the day like I said these guys suffer the consequences of their actions constantly so they don’t need jail time or death or anything like that oh my god. And if you think that’s wrong and makes me romanticize, endorse or fucking glorify the mafia because Melphis doesn’t get locked up and only two members of the Oreo Gang die in the end then OHHHHHH GROW UP‼️ GROW UP‼️‼️

#like I said I’m feeling mean . #NOT like anyone has ever explicitly done this to me I haven’t been hit with the glorifying accusations #but walk with me. walk with me guys... sometimes the narrative is about bad people and they don’t need to get torn apart for their actions. #sometimes stories can have bad people and just because you aren’t told up right ‘This is bad!’ means the thing is being glorified #Melphis is not a perfect person he has done wrong. but his ass does not need to face time for his crime for the narrative to be complete #like I said Bro suffers every single day. #and he’s the most sympathetic in this group! But Everyone else follows a similar philosophy #Guo doesn’t need to die because he does wrong Phoenix doesn’t need to die no one here deserves death #The two that do die are even tragic. #You can argue one of them needs to die so everyone can go free and Cheon can get his full revenge but shit man. #She was raised to be a monster. She never had a chance to be a better person because she was raised to take over the mafia and only had that #Her mom feared what would happen if she tried to take her with her when she fled. So she had no other exposure to a normal life #And no one dared try to take her away from her father. They feared the consequences. they all feared what’d happen #and then it was too late. She never had the chance to be a regular person and she died a monster since she had nothing else to her name #that doesn’t excuse her actions obviously but damn. how sad! #and the other one that dies just fucks up Cheon. Because it’s salt in the wound over his whole revenge plot #It’s the final emphasis on how his drive to avenge his parents’ deaths led to more tragic than needed. how even in the end his perfect kill #-(in quotes) was tainted by the blood of someone no one wanted to kill. someone who was flawed and wrong yeah #but people love to see him and his brother as more sympathetic than Cherry. so rip. #shit is just fuck and I don’t need to make them go to jail not every narrative like that needs it #and like I said if you treat my ocs like them not dying brutal deaths or other ‘traditional consequence’ by god eat a lime. #Phew. anyways #demon’s ocs #crumbled! #Look into my twisted mind boy /J

[marblemuffin]

man. I might have to block the g/ood o/mens tag. lol

#dove speaks #ever since season 2 came out all I see constantly is stuff about azi and crow being romantic #romantic and dating and kissing and having sex and so on and so forth #and. man. as an acearo person who identified STRONGLY with these characters and their relationship during season 1 #it's just been making me really. deeply sad #there was a whole acearo community around g/o that I don't see on my dash anymore #like. idk. im trying to be happy for you guys #but i can't help feeling like i lost something. that something that was Really Important and Meaningful to me was taken away #and obviously nobody has this intention and is just having fun with their ship and I don't blame them #but seeing it constantly being celebrated has just been rubbing salt in the wound #I get it's an unpopular opinion but I really cannot express how disappointed I was with the amount of romance present in this season #all leading up to that kiss at the end #when I finally got to that part there was just this. profound feeling of loss that overtook me #like Oh. okay. so this is just officially... not for me anymore.

[technicolorxsn]

thinking of too fast ferris wheels

#this city was tainted a little before i even came here #seeing the ferris wheel was kinda salt in the wound #i do like the city its nice but just.. idk #id much rather think of that time with my friend and his brother though #we were on it all day in different arrangments bc it was the best place to just sit and talk abt whatever #yknow. i didnt ride it with him that day #that kinda bugs me #i kind of avoided him after her outburst.. i wish i hadnt #i only see him once a year god damnit #and i do love him hes my best friend and im fucking allowed to tell him that #idk #whatever #i havent had a wave of this in a while.. was too caught up in work ending and college starting soon i just didnt have the time #i still dont but idk

[satorena]

❝ BRAT TAMING (GONE WRONG) ! ❞

☆ featuring. sukuna ryomen.

☆ warnings. explicit content (mdni), foul language, impact play, spanking, double penetration, edging, biting, masochism undertones, degrading, daddy kink, thigh riding, delayed orgasm, degradation (sukuna calls you mean names), belly bulge, afab!reader.

☆ rena's note. vegas told me to post again before the month ends…

you were a force to be reckoned with, and sukuna ryomen had absolutely no idea what to do with you.

for starters, you had a smart mouth on you. he’d call you a brat consistently, and you never seemed to prove him otherwise. always starting arguments over petty matters, having random tantrums over lack of attention– as if he wasn’t busy enough being the king of fucking curses– and opting for silent treatment whenever he failed to play mind reader.

over a course of time, he noticed you did most of these things because you were a slut. at the end of the day, the end goal behind your childish episodes was simply to gain his attention. you loved to piss him off and make him lose his patience, because you knew he’d snap and pin your knees to your ears, pounding ruthlessly into you until you begged him to stop.

only. . . you wouldn’t. you don’t ever beg him to stop– in fact, you encourage him to discipline you further, getting off on the brutality he inflicts on you.

you were a fucking freak, and sukuna had no idea how to handle you.

“what are ya– fuckin’ stupid?” he sneers, a rough pair of hands gripping at the flesh of your hips as he pounds into your holes. you squeeze him tightly, both your cunt and ass, all greedily as if you depended off his dick to breathe.

you moan lewdly in response, your hands groping your tits as you tighten your ankles around his neck. tears stream down your cheeks, eyes all dazed and misty, and drool leaks past your parted lips. you were snivelling, onto your fifth orgasm of the night, and yet, no matter the position or pace he set, he failed to shake the dopey smile on your face.

with one hand wrapped tightly around your neck, he grips at the column, fingernails lightly tearing the thin skin and drawing blood, “i fuckin’ asked you a question–” he snaps his hips balls deep into both your holes and you jerk from the harsh thrust. you squeal, body seizing as you feel the tip of his cocks rubbing against the same linen of muscle.

he smirks at your reaction, repeating the same motions to draw out the same reaction. your smile faltered, in favour of gasping while he knocked the wind out of you, pinching and twisting at your swollen nipples brutally.

“i expect an answer. you had a lot ���ta say earlier when you were runnin’ yer mouth– where’s the bark now, huh?” sukuna taunts further, and he swears he’s finally got you. your back arches off the mattress as you’re stuffed to the brim– his cum trickles out of both your pussy and ass, your entrances completely wrecked from brutal thrusts. 

“ryooo!” you mewl, removing your hands from your breast to rest them around his hips. he cocks a brow at you, and when he feels a sudden pressure around his waist, he realises you’re guiding him to ruin you. you push and pull, your cunt gushing as it echoes wanton squelches from the mixture of fluids between you both. 

“oh m’god– ‘m sooo close, f-fuck, keep goin’, puh-please!” you babble on, your words slurred as your eyes roll to the back of your head. your jaw is slackened and your tongue lolls out of your mouth, panting like a dog in heat, and sukuna feels a vein in his head throb in annoyance.

“you fuckin’ whore.” he spits, his fourth hand coming in contact with your cheek roughly. your face jerks to the side, cheek stinging and ears ringing loudly. it was a rough and heavy blow, one that would definitely leave a mark of his superiority on you. he grins when you whine from the brutality, tears streaming quicker down your fucked out face.

you’re snivelling and wailing, but to rub more salt on the wound, sukuna realises you came. both your cunt and ass clenches down on his dicks, muscles contracting as you tremble beneath him, spraying his lap and bed in your juices. 

you twitch and chant his name like a mantra, brainless and stupid, as you claw and scratch at any surface beneath you. he never lets up his pace, because despite being bratty, you were still his and he was going to give you a damn good orgasm– even if he was utterly annoyed. 

your pussy kegels, clamping ferociously down his shaft whenever he attempts to pull out, as if terrified he’s going to slip out. at this rate, you’re so fucking wet that he might, but you make sure he doesn’t go anywhere. you’ve got a bulge at the bottom of your belly where he can make out the shape of his dick, your frame so tiny compared to his that you look like you’ll fucking break.

you pant, skin flushed and moist from excessive sweating and saliva, and sukuna clenches his hand around your throat tighter. your pupils dilate as you remove a hand from your hips to rest at the hand around your neck, and you’ve got the most lovesick look in your eyes.

“hey. . . why’d you s-stop?”

yeah, there was simply no winning with you, he realises bitterly as he pulls out of you.

on other days, when you act out of line and question his authority, he sits you on a thick leg, pulls your skirt down and spanks you. it’s old fashioned, maybe, but sukuna was an old fashioned man. there was only so much beating one could take before they could surrender and apologise for their bad behaviour, right?

oh, how wrong he was.

he has you counting each blow delivered to the planes of your ass, and restarts whenever you forget what number you’re at. it’s when he’s on his fourth set of starting over from zero– mind you, he’s reached over eighty countless times– that he realises your panties are soaked and you’re grinding down on his thigh.

your tiny arms loop around his neck as your back dips into a curve, rutting your hips over his leg. as you attempt to run from the stinging pain on your ass, you drag your clit forward and moan all filthily into his ears– it almost feels mockingly. he feels your drool leak onto his collarbone, your breath hot and moist against his jugular, and his body betrays him most when he feels his dicks twitch against his thighs.

“brat.” he snarls once he picks up on what you’re doing, and a hand flies up to grip your hair. your head is now pulled away from his neck, eyes staring up at the ceiling as your cheeks swarm with hot tears. your skin is flushed and a mess of fluids, and yet, sukuna doesn’t think he’s seen you any prettier than now.

he glances down at your ass, all red from the consistent abuse and scratch marks carving into your skin, and when he looks even further down, he notices the growing patch of dampness at his pants. you were truly getting off on this, in true brat fashion, your cunt leaving traces of your sluttiness all over him.

he bounces his leg, and when you jolt, squealing from the sudden stimulation, he gets an idea. he continues to bounce his leg beneath you as you grind even harder down his lap, your fingernails clawing at his trapezius. you cry out his name when he spanks your ass blow after blow, opting to push yet pull away from the pain by humping his leg.

with all of these stimulations accumulating, he’s certain you’re bound to cum soon. he can read you like an open book, your body language telling him everything he needs to know– from the way you tend to claw at his skin, or the mini stutters of your hips, or the throbbing of your clit pulsating against his thigh.

“kunaaa– ngh, shit, ‘s so good~!” you whimper, voice breathless and scratchy. he tugs harder at your hair and you moan even louder, hands sliding down his shoulders to his chest. he winces when your fingers brush over his erect nipples, and spanks you harder for that.

naturally, it only eggs you on.

“you just don’t listen, do ya?” sukuna growls, nuzzling into your exposed neck to plunge his fangs into your supple flesh. he bites at your jugular, sharp teeth tearing at the flesh deep enough to draw blood. “the fuck i gotta do to get it through yer brainless head?”

you choke at the rush of pain, jolts of electricity running down your spine. adrenaline rushes through your veins as the abuse sits in your tummy in a form of a knot, ready to break at any moment. your clit leaked as you profusely hump thick and bouncing muscles, the mounds of your ass prickling from multiple blows, the dull throb at your skull making your ears ring and the teeth sunk into your skin so painful, it shot straight to your core.

your gut tightens, and you know you’re bound to release. “f-fuuckk, daddy– yesyesyes, needa cum! ‘m gonna–” 

and like the cruel man he is, sukuna stops. you’re at the end of the finish line, a foot about to cross, and he pulls you back. he watches with a sinister smile as he halts his movements, and you’re still, mouth agape and eyelids shut tight. your entire body contracts as it registers he’s interrupted you. 

“what was that?” he chuckles darkly at your quietness. you’re holding your breath back, and the utter irony of it all makes him cocky. he’s finally done it– he’s disciplined you to the point that your brain stopped functioning from the lack of attention your body’s receiving.

however, fate plays a funny game when he instinctively slaps your ass. it hadn’t meant to come off as intense or rough, simply to mock your state of mind. he hadn’t realised that was the final push you needed to erupt a wail on top of him, your body quivering as it released litres of your arousal all over him.

he watches, completely baffled as you cream over his lap, fingernails digging into his skin as you arch your chest into his. fat tears decorate your flushed cheeks, and trickle down your neck and slide to your chest. you subconsciously grind once more onto him, dragging out the high before it runs out, that stupid smile etched back onto your plump lips.

time seems to still for sukuna as he observes your delayed orgasm, your moans intertwining with your giggles– and suddenly he thinks you’re the cruel one, cheeks split as you grin hard, “hooolyyy fuck!” 

you were a force to be reckoned with, and once more, sukuna ryomen had absolutely no idea what to do with you.

don’t look at me.

#stargirl★rena. #www.tumblr.com/satorena #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #sukuna ryomen smut #sukuna ryomen x reader #sukuna smut #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n