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bunnylovesani · 5 months

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Daddy Issues

(This is what I imagine him looking like in this fic)

Content warnings: MDNI, reader has daddy issues, 20 year age gap, Anakin is your best friend’s dad, drinking, fingering, dirty talk, general smut with a bit of fluff

WC: 2.6k

You and Leia met in your first year of college and your friendship quickly blossomed. Despite being from the same town, you’d never bumped into each other. If you had, you’re sure you would’ve remembered him. The first time you’d met him was Christmas, 4 years ago; it was your first time coming round to the Skywalker residence and all you knew was that Leia was raised by a single dad, who was now in his 40s. The moment you laid eyes on him, you were fascinated. He had dark blonde hair which curled into golden ringlets at the ends and a mysterious quality about him you were sure made the women weak at the knees- how he’d managed to stay single for most of his life was beyond you.

Despite your fervent initial attraction to him, you tried your best to put all of it aside. Besides the obvious reasons to restrain yourself, he was also the first positive male figure you’d had in your life. He was a damn good father; always present in Leia’s life and, since you two were joined at the hip, by extension yours too. You ignored every sign, every impulse, every sizzling moment of tension that came between you two- tension you naturally assumed was one sided- he’s a decent, respectable man after all.

You had it all under control- until you received a call confirming the graduate program you’d applied for months ago had been accepted. The subsequent week was spent getting daydrunk while hesitantly packing your entire life into a van full of brown boxes- or rather, directing Leia to do it for you since you were too inebriated. It all boiled down to your final night; one last night in the suburbs you’d felt suffocated by your entire life before you moved to the big city to start your shiny new life.

So why did you feel sad? You suspected you knew the reason but spent the better half of an evening denying it and battling the growing urge to pay him a visit. Eventually, when the reality that you were about to leave him forever sunk in, you found your feet taking you out the door of their own volition. Preparing to ambush him with the help of some liquid courage you’d choked down prior to leaving, you rung the doorbell of his house for what you thought may be the last time.

“Oh, hey honey. Leia just left to spend the night at her boyfriend’s house, you just missed her. I thought you’d already said your goodbyes?”. He innocently questions as he opens the door and lets you in.

“I know, it’s you I came to say goodbye to.” You say anxiously, staring at him intensely through your lashes.

“I see, I’m honoured.” He smiles and approaches you, pulling you into a hug. “Good luck with everything sweetheart, stay safe and above all- remember to have fun! Life passes you by in an instant and one day you’ll wake up as old as I am and kick yourself for not grabbing every opportunity you had.”

“Funny you say that, Sir. That’s the exact mantra I’ve adopted recently. Fuck it, right?” You help yourself to the glass of whiskey he was holding out of his hand and take a sip.

“Can I sit with you for a little while?” You plop onto his cushioned couch before he can reply.

“Erm, yeah of course, make yourself at home.” He says welcomingly, though with a perplexed expression on his slightly wrinkled face. “Are you okay?” He wonders if there’s a reason you’re acting so strange. You don’t usually drink.

“I’m great, thank you Sir.” You bat your lashes. “Just feeling sentimental with the circumstances and all.”

“How many times have I said, call me Anakin. I know I’m old but after so many years I’d say we’re on a first name basis.” He chuckles, taking a seat beside you on the sofa, keeping a respectable distance. “I know I’m nothing much to you but I really do think of you and Leia as my girls. I’m so proud of everything you’ve accomplished.” He says endearingly, smiling at you kindly.

That’s when you’re reminded of the reason you came here tonight. You had every intention of telling him how you truly felt, how you’d had a raging crush on him from the moment you met him- and now that you might never see him again, you saw no reason why you shouldn’t act on those feelings.

But hearing him compare you to his daughter filled a hole you felt inside you ever since your father abandoned you- while simultaneously making you feel sick to your stomach.

You stared into his warm eyes, encased with crows feet and accompanied by two prominent creases on his forehead. You shouldn’t find a man of his age so attractive but you do.

“You know, I don’t think you’re old.” You state simply.

“What?” He asks somewhat confused by your meaning.

“You said one day I’ll wake up as old as you. I don’t think you’re old at all. If anything, you’re in your prime.” You look away. “You’re not nothing to me either.”

He looks visibly stunned, though he tries to mask it by refilling a glass of whiskey, the brown liquid almost spilling everywhere.

“Right back at you, kid. Well I’m sure you’ve got a lot of packing to do so I won’t keep you. You need a ride?” He shuffles in his seat.

“No. Not the kind of ride you’re thinking of anyway.” A wave of boldness overcomes you and you feel the alcohol burning through your veins as you shuffle closer to him.

“Uh, I think that whiskey’s gone straight to your head. Why don’t I get you some water?” He’s about to get up but you grab him by the hand and force him to stay seated, holding onto it longer than necessary.

“You know how I feel about you Anakin. I know you know.” You stare deep into his mature blue eyes as his Adam’s apple bobs up and down with an apprehensive gulp.

“Now that’s enough young lady. You absolutely should not be thinking about me in that way. I’m almost twice your age.” He sternly warns you and you can’t help but wince. The way he’s scolding you is triggering some deep rooted daddy issues. You knew you always had them to some extent but you never knew just how bad they were until you met Anakin.

“I dont mean to make you uncomfortable, I just couldn’t hold it back anymore. I’ll leave right now if you want me to, you’ll never see me again. Just tell me you don’t feel anything towards me and I’ll be on my way.” You’re huddled over him with your legs on the sofa, hand slowly inching its way towards his thigh.

A flash of conflicting emotions run through his eyes- he’s obviously embarrassed, perhaps shocked - though you find it hard to believe he had no clue at all- but there’s something else. He’s debating with himself, you can see the cogs whirring in his mind.

“I can’t say that.” He meets your gaze. “I care about you a lot, you know that. Which is why you need to leave. You’re not in the right state of mind.” He gets up again but you pull him down and climb onto his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I have been in love with you for 4 years, Anakin. You are my every waking thought. I know it’s wrong and you’d never be with me but I can’t control myself. If I can’t have you forever, let me have just this one night- please.” You wait for him to object to the way you’re sitting on him but to your surprise, he doesn’t.

“Alright, honey.” He grumbles softly after a little while, looking at you with a subdued expression that conveyed both concern and understanding. “Alright, if that’s what you want, I’ll give you what you want. I’m yours for the night.”

You sit there, stunned. You were fully expecting him to kick you out of the house and tell Leia everything. You were expecting anything other than him giving in. Is he just taking pity on you and thinks this will help you get over your daddy issues? He knows you have them. Or is he as sick and twisted as you are?

“Can…can I…” You lean in, pressing your fingertips against his lips.

“Leave it all to me sweetheart. Daddy will make it all better.” He wastes no time taking your hands into his own and kissing your fingertips softly, before pressing his lips against yours.

You’re too stunned to react so you allow him to kiss your motionless lips, your eyes still wide open in disbelief. You’d never been so grateful to someone for taking the lead.

“Close those pretty eyes for me baby, you’re safe now.” He kisses your eyelids softly and his gentle caresses awaken a deep urge within you.

You grab at his collared shirt, loosening his tie and unbuttoning it. “Been working more late nights at the office?” You mumble into his lips as you push the crisp white shirt off his shoulders, leaving his muscles exposed.

“That’s because I have two women in my life who bleed me dry.” He chuckles and you smile at the memory; he’s shelled out for you on more than one occasion- from plane tickets and birthday gifts to a new MacBook for college because your one broke and you couldn’t afford another since you’d been fired from your waitressing job- he even agreed that that guy deserved to get a drink thrown in his face for grabbing you. He said that if he were there, he would’ve done worse.

Before you freefall into a psychoanalytical hole, Anakin rips your skirt off - it’s as if he can hear your mind working overtime. You gasp a little as he kneads the fat of your ass cheeks roughly, guiding you until you’re grinding against him. You can feel him getting hard, and oh did it feel big. You’d stolen subtle glances at his crotch on numerous occasions, contemplating what it might look like, what colour the tip might be, what it might taste like. You couldn’t bare to be left in the dark any longer so you reached for his belt and impatiently started undoing it- but you were stopped by his large hands cupping yours.

“Not just yet princess. I wanna take my time with you.” He whispered coarsely and the feeling of his warm breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine. Before you knew it, he had spun you around so that you were sitting on his lap with your back facing his front. He traced his tongue in big open kisses along your neck while his hands trailed up and down your thighs, before he hooked his fingers around your panties.

“Lets get these off shall we?” He purred and his words sent sparks straight down to your core. He lowered your underwear only down to your knees, before spreading your legs a little, his hand placed under one of your thighs to keep it up. You felt the cold air hit you and knew instantly that you were soaked.

You breathing was reduced to short little pants as his fingers reached the inner folds of your pussy, and it felt like every caress touched your soul. You started squirming about in his lap as two of his fingers slid into you.

“Goddamn… oh baby, I didnt even mean for that to happen but you’re just so wet they slipped right in.” You mewled at his lustful words as he curled his fingers inside you, rubbing your clit with the base of his thumb.

“Oh Ani…ah fuck!.” You cried. “Anakin!”

“Yes sweetheart, what is it?” Gaining speed, he grabbed your cheeks with his free hand and turned your head to force you to look at him but you were too stimulated to respond.

“Do you hear how wet you are? And here I thought you were a good girl.” He maintains eye contact and your cheeks flush at the lewd sounds coming from your core. You take a glance and see his hand is glistening with your arousal, wetness squelching as it pours down to the Rolex on his wrist.

“Aah…I, I’m sorry daddy! Mm can’t help it” You manage to squeal out, embarassed by how wet and helpless he made you.

“Don’t you dare apologise sweetheart. Daddy loves how wet this pussy gets. Is this all for me?”

“Yes, yes Sir it’s all for you- mm all yours!” You moan as you feel your climax fast approaching. “Please can I cum? Pleasee daddy!”

“Yes princess, cum for me.” He pumps his fingers in and out of you at such a tempo you have to hold onto his arms for stability.

As if someone opened a dam, your orgasm washes over you and you let out a stupified scream- you wanted to say his name but your brain is so scrambled all you can manage is a mumbled moan of incoherent syllables.

“Such a good girl baby, well done honey.” He plants kisses all over your cheek and neck as your heart rate climbs down.

As you come down from your high, the realisation of what you’re doing dawns on you. As if he could read your mind, he takes your face into his hands.

“What’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours? If you think you’ll regret it, tell me now. I don’t think I could handle it if we made love and you woke up regretting it.” He speaks softly, as if being too harsh might scare you away.

“No, no it’s not you.” You quickly respond. “I just feel a little cheap. I don’t ever have one night stands so I’m kinda out of my depth here… and the guilty thoughts about Leia creeping up on me don’t help either.”

“Hey, you’re not cheap.” You scoff at his attempt to reassure you. “Stop that, I mean it. I have nothing but the utmost respect for you regardless of the outcome of this. But…I mean I’m out of my depth here too. If we’re being honest, I haven’t had sex in years.” Anakin admits and your jaw drops. How could a man this damn fine not get laid for that long?

“It’s a personal choice.” He corrects before you jump to any conclusions about what might be wrong with him. “I don’t like one night stands either and if I’m not in love, I have no real interest in sex.” Your heart leaps at the insinuation- if he’s willing to sleep with you, that must mean…right?

“So let’s not have a one night stand then.” He continues and your heart drops. I guess you thought wrong.

“Let’s keep seeing each other. I ache all over at the thought of this being the last time I see you. I need you in my life. I don’t care if it’s wrong, I don’t care what people say. Leia will come round to the idea eventually, she has to.”

“I love you.” You reply a little too quickly, staring at him with so much admiration you think your heart might burst.

“I love you too, my sweet girl.”

Part 2

#anakin x reader #hayden christensen #star wars fanfiction #anakin skywalker fanfiction #star wars smut #sam monroe #anakin fanfiction #anakin skywalker smut #anakin x you #hayden christensen fluff #hayden christensen x reader #life as a house

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MORTYENTHUSIAST MORTHENTHUSIAST HOW ARE WE FEELING ABOUT THE RECENT EPISODE 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤

ohhhhhhh my fucking gooooooodddddddddddddd this episode was so fucking insane

i love how it's littered with implications of morty's perceived relationship with rick. for example when they first get out of the hole and morty is crying and rick immediately goes to snap a picture. like it speaks volumes that morty imagines this to be rick's initial reaction, vs the ending where rick genuinely does check up on him.

i'm also a huge fan of that initial argument they have in the garage, where rick calls morty out on being afraid of getting replaced, and morty flat out denies it or tries to refute it, but when rick and diane actually leave for their date morty straight up admits it. "you nailed it! my worst nightmare! i'd like to leave the hole now?" he knew that his fear, at least one of them, was him getting shoved aside, but he's definitely picked up some of that emotional repression from rick!!!!!!

im also fascinated by the conversation morty has with the hole guy, because i feel like it implies that morty is also deeply afraid of being dumb, naive, and that rick's nihilistic outlook on life is the correct way to perceive the world. there's also a moment in their conversation where the hole guy reveals that he just wants to suck up all of rick's fear, and morty says "can't the hole just let me go then? sounds like i dont matter," to which the hole guy immediately says "you don't!" showing that morty is also deeply afraid of being nothing more than some kind of tool, a means to the end that is rick.

another moment that killed me dead a little bit was when morty says that he's afraid of being responsible for rick's sadness, which is so grotesquely sad to me, because holy shit, rick's abuse runs so deep that morty is Hole-Level Scared of being in any way responsible for rick's sadness.

the last three minutes are obviously the peak of this episode and kind of this season, because it is just sooo miserable how morty's most crippling fear is proven right. even if only vaguely, there's still that underlying "he did not and would not do this for me" idea that is now confirmed for morty, and i am just. So excited to see how this character arc is continues

#rick and morty #morty smith #rick sanchez #and yeah sure i could mention how rick does care about morty actually and the wallet pic etc #but this isnt fucking about him!!!! ive had enough of that old man!!!#its actually mindboggling to me how morty actually gets a character explorative episode and you bitches immediately make it about rick #sorry idgaf MORTY EPISODE I WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOO GOOOODDD #spoilers #EDIT added spoiler tag OOPS

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absolutebl · 6 months

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This Week in BL - A Lot Ended, Quite Bit Started, I got things to say about it all

Organized, in each category, by ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Nov 2023 Wk 2

Ongoing Series - Thai

My Dear Gangster Oppa (Thurs iQIYI) 3 of 8 - This is just a great BL. So fun with few frills and paced nicely. Thai talent + Korean story is proving very harmonious for narrative flow. I’m delighted. I love that they don’t shy away from letting Tew be an actual violent criminal who is just gone and mushy for this one geeky cutie. Also I appreciate it when a show hangs a lantern on its own plot failing. In this case, the main character being drunk as a plot devise 2x in subsequent eps.

Twins the series (Fri GaGa) ep 2 of 10 - Love it. Love Spite and his chronic guilt over his younger brother, the golden child. Love that he is driven to repair for a past that no longer exists. Evil mom who cares more for what her son can do than that son, let alone his brother. The volleyball well…. erm. I played varsity (setter) so this is amusing to me but I’m not mad about it.

I agree that this Not Me just sports and pulp.

Last Twilight (Fri YT) 1 of 12 - JimmySea are back and is this... good? Do I like this? I don't have faith, GMMTV has been doing us dirty lately. But I think I like it! Why The Little Prince AGAIN? Ugh.

Middleman’s Love (Fri YT & iQIYI 1 of 8 - Domundi giving us an office comedy hyung romance staring TutorYim (Cutie Pie) with NetJames (Bed Friend) and LeoTai (Friend Forever) providing support. Lets hope they stick to only 8 eps. Buckle up, I got shit talking to type.

I warned ya out the gate that this is a Cheewin comedy, so tonally it could be very OFF, and boy howdy is it EVER off. There's a place this kind of show goes where it's so cringe it's visually rotten and this one went there out that gate. Also, I'm gonna say it because no one else has, Yim is not good in this role. Comedy is HARD to do and Cheewin isn't doing this green actor any favors. He's chewing the scenery like a woodchuck after a diet.

To be fair, Tutor isn't great either, but he's been given less rope to hang himself with. Mai is currently suffering from seme obscurity: the love interest's defining characterization being = tall and handsome. (Which is not characterization... agony... glares at Cdramas.) We will see if he gets a personality, but based on past work form this director and this writer, don't bank on it.

Frankly? I'm not convinced either of them are mature enough as a pair or as actors to carry something this abrasive and to stand up to Cheewin's visual abuse of our eyeballs. I think this is going to be a rocky ride. HOWEVER, because it has tropes I'm good with (as opposed to SCOY) I'm sticking with it for now but this is gonna be ROUGH going for everyone.

Backstory: This used to be a JimmyTommy vehicle before the pair split (also prev title Middle Love). Adapted from a Y-novel. I can actually see Tommy in this role very clearly and I suspect he may have been bettern(and I am more a TutorYim fan as a pair). Also I will likely be referencing SCOY a lot while watching this because SCOY is peak Cheewin nonsense comedy but with an incredibly strong lead pair, so comparisons will be drawn.

Absolute Zero (Weds iQIYI) ep 7 of 12 - Sigh. Linguistic negotiation but for sad reasons? It fascinating but it hurts. Look, the cast is very good I just don’t like the premise.

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) The Camp Fire ep 12 of 24 - Well that was extremely odd. I’m not sure how I feel about it. If it hadn’t had the strange framework and horror component and been just a simple BL story I probably would’ve enjoyed it. Why do the pulps always squander their best pairs? 5/10 New installment (Friends Forever) looks terrible and not BL.

Beyond The Star (Weds iQIYI) qp 1 of 8 - House of Stars meets Boyband. I am not impressed. Thailand just needs to leave everything music related to Korea. I’m enacting a ban. The framework on this is truly awful. The talent is not talented in acting let alone dance or song. I thought about sticking with it a few more eps but i putting in on hold. It’s too wooden even for me.

@heretherebedork I depend on you to report back. This is the kind of thing only you can watch. It’s like Cupid 2023.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

A Breeze of Love (Korea iQIYI) 1-2 of 8 - previously know as Weather Forecast Love this one popped up in MDL's currently airing, and I was like, what what? Basically: Tsundere insomniac grump and his sunshine jock ex bestie (human sleeping pill) who now hates him. Basketball is involved and I love it.

It ended, are we sad? REVIEWS

Kiseki: Dear to Me (Taiwan Viki & Gaga)

Yes, we sad! Ai Di and his dumb oversized sweaters and flappy flappy sleeves are EVERYTHING.

Final ep? Nice that the elder gays got screen time, more of this please? Sides dominated this finale, matched outfits and all. Also I’m living for the Bless this Mess shirt. Finally Taiwan gave us lots of biting and a counter lift. It’s like they know me!

Quick pitch for KDTM?

The plot is totally ridiculous and slightly unhinged, but that’s normal for Taiwan. It involves all the tropes under a very casual framework of gay mafia gangs + food = love. Absolutely every character is queer. There’s a gum-ball machine of cameos, elder gay rep, great chemistry from all pairs, and a KILLER side couple. As a result Kiseki is a poster child for Taiwanese BL, and I happen to love Taiwanese BL. Bonus? They also managed to END IT WELL, which we cannot expect from Taiwan. 9/10 HIGHLY RECOMMENDED

Triggers for knife play, child abuse, lingering trauma. I found both platforms did not do a great job on subs, but I will give the edge to Viki for pure usability.

You Are Mine (Taiwan Viki & Gaga)

We are more disappointed than sad.

Far be it from me to extend this show, but we should’ve had 2 episodes of quality supportive boyfriends coping with family drama before the mom-confrontation climax and defense of the ESTABLISHED relationship. Baby's little speach had no power or impact coming where it did in this narrative, even though it was sweet. And while the make-out scenes were charming it mostly jsut felt like we'd squandered this pair. This last ep was good and rewatchable, but a series cannot be judged on its last ep alone.

Finally... could have used some side dishes. My vote? Lesbian secretaries!

Conclusion

I am sorry Taiwan, you know I love you, but I have to say it: this show was a mess of terrible pacing. And not a hot mess, sadly. I should have liked everything about this: it’s an office drama, it’s mature characters, it’s grumpy/sunshine, it’s a strong power dynamic, and it’s Taiwan - which means good chemistry. YAM was all those things and yet… something went horribly wrong with the narrative structure. You tried dears, but not hard enough. 7/10

Bump Up Business (Korea Gaga)

Well, poop. Don’t have them speak English. Also no playing drunk. Meanwhile, all the manipulative gay drama. No kiss of course.

How do I summate this?

An idol group did the best they could with a script tailored to idols but which they were not allowed to fully realize because they are active idols in the same group. Ultimately it felt a bit like OnlyOneOf were just doing one of those Kpop skits for a variety show were two of of them dresses in drag/gay/BL and "ha ha isn't it funny?" I don’t know, it was fine? 6/10

stop wasting my time, Korea

Mr Cinderella 2 (Vietnam YT)

DNF on the advice of several of my BL spies I will not be finishing this. Apparently it pretty much ends sad. Here's an explanation.

It's Airing But...

I Cannot Reach You AKA I Can't Reach You AKA Kimi ni wa Todokanai (Japan Tues Netflix-Japan & ????) 8 eps - in classic JBL fashion, I Cannot Reach You could not be reached. I will try it when I have some time and access to my home computer.

One Room Angel (Japan Gaga) 6 eps - adaptation of Harada’s manga (which I did not like) about a clerk who's stabbed, nearly dies, and returns home to find an angel waiting for him. With only 5 eps and a good chance this won’t end happy, I'm gonna wait and let you tell me how it goes.

WAITING FOR VERDICT OR TO BINGE

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - I find this series more fun to binge, so I'm waiting until it completes its run.

SHADOW (Thai Gaga) 14eps - this is a horror BL with ghosts & paranormal elements in a boarding school setting. I'm not wild about Thai horror (or horror at all). It features Singto (who did paranormal BL He's Coming to Me) opposite Fluke N (who's done a couple horror's before). Also Fiat. Dan suffers from sleep paralysis, and in his dreams he sees a shadow that suffocates him. It gets worse when he transfers schools. I'm holding off on this one and if told it's good I'll binge watch.

Next Week Looks Like This

11/15 Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru AKA Aki wa Haru to Gohan wo (Japan Gaga) - this BL movie is coming to Gaga.

11/16 PLAYBOYY (Thurs ????) 10 eps - trailer here, high heat and it's helmed by Cheewin (shudder) with screenplay by Den (Only Friends) under Copy A Bangkok. It's gonna be a shizz show people. It's predicting Thai style "dark" (War of Y) one of my least favorites. Apparently there is a "plot" but when has Cheewin ever bothered with plot? A university kid who was involved with escorts, sex-trade, porn, online hook-ups, drugs, prostitution, blackmail, revenge, and so forth goes missing. His twin (sigh) and two friends look for him.

11/17 Pit Babe (Fri iQIYI) ep 1 of 14 - high heat teaser here, based on alittlebixth's omegaverse novel #พิษเบ๊บ’ set in the world of car racing (author says show will not be omegaverse). Charlie (fresh face), a young hot nerd, approaches his driver idol (Pavel "my love" 2 Moons 2) to borrow a racing car and win one for the team. Production house is new to BL but behind the Club Friday stuff. Show stars many known actors: Nut (Oxygen), Pop (Ram in La Cuisine), Pon (Phai in Gen Y, we LOVE him), Benz (twins in En of Love: This Is Love Story).

Thailand bring the November heat, I guess?

Upcoming November BL

11/19 Bake Me Please (Sun Gaga) ep 1 of 6 - trailer here, stars Ohm (of OhmFluke) opposite Guide (bestie from IFYLITA) and possibly also Poom (well known, but not for BL). This looks like an actually gay version of Antique Bakery (play it again, BL). Still, I'm intrigued, it looks HELLA pretty.

11/22 7 Days Before Valentine (Weds ????) ep 1 of 10 - trailer here, horror-esk. Adapted from y-novel of the same name, directed by Tu (180 Degree) stars Jet (Why You… Y Me?). When you want your old love again, but fate sends you a reaper instead. All he can do for you is kill people. I'll likely give this a pass and wait to binge if safe.

11/25 The Sign (Sat ????) ep 1 of 10 - trailer here, horror-esk, but with a suspense and adult characters. Special investigators who loved each other in previous lives reunite in new bodies. Stars Billy Patchanon (BillySeng) & Babe Tanatat (new). Includes other SCOY favorites as a special investigation team. I may give this a try because I'm into the non-horror bits.

11/26 The Whisperer (Sun ????) 1 of 10 - trailer here. Thai horror BL that ALSO involves cheating (what joy is mine). He has dimples (My Ride) but I don't think even that gives me the will. Maybe a binge for me.

11/26 Cooking Crush (Sun YT) 1 of 12 - OffGun are back, trailer here. Adapted from the novel “Love Course! เสื้อกาวน์รุกเสื้อกุ๊กรับ” by iJune4S this is about Prem who runs a not-so-popular restaurant with 2 friends. About to go on a cooking competition with a huge reward, Prem gets involved with Ten, a stressed-out med student who wants Prem to teach him to cook.

11/30 For Him (Thurs ????) ep 1 of 10 - high heat trailer, I suspect iQIYI will scoop this one up. From the people who brought us Unforgotten Night (please no) based on a y-novel, man nursing a heartbreak has a one-night stand, but the other boy didn't want it to end. It looks terribly trashy so I'm in! Maybe I'll do a trash watch?

VIP Only (Taiwan) - may be delayed/canceled

Wuju Bakery AKA Space Bakery (Korea) - this one may be DOA

A Breeze of Love (Korea) - I know less than nothing about this.

Nov 2023 line up with screen caps here. Not kept updated.

Original 2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED).

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

This is in the intro card of My Dear Gangster Oppa, I'm just amusing myself.

Thank you Keseki for givign this to us twice!

Also the tears! So pretty crying.

And, of course, my favorite the biting!

Have I mentioned recently how much I love Taiwanese BL?

(Last week)

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kitthepurplepotato · 4 months

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Chapter 11 - The falling of the Number One

WARNING! This chapter ends with a cliffhanger and it’s really angsty for 2 more chapters. If you are sensitive, please wait until Chapter 14 is out.

18 +, please check the warnings.

Also: The beginning is really suggestive so please keep an eye for the red warning and skip that bit until you see the green writing!

Warnings: Suggestive then… uhm… Near-death experience, description of major injuries, mentions of blood, cliffhanger. I know, funky combination.

First Chapter Master List

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“I just read a fanfiction where you cheated on me with Pro Hero Shouto. What’s your opinion on that?” You look up from your phone with a grin. Izuku rolls his pretty eyes with a cheeky smile on his face and doesn’t respond for a second - probably have taken the question a bit more seriously than it was originally intended to be - as he sits on the sofa next to you in his pretty little glasses, which you can’t wait to ruin later. Well, that sounded like a threat but after the first few times you two ended up in a heated make out session while he was wearing it you decided to keep some spectacle wipes on the coffee table. It runs out as quickly as the milk in the fridge.

“Hm. While I’m quite certain I am a straight man, Kaminari said this to me once: You can’t call yourself straight unless you’ve tried both. Well, I haven’t tried both hence why there is a possibility that maybe, the fact that he’s a man wouldn’t be as much of a problem as it seems to be in my head. Although…” Izuku strokes the non-existent beard on his chin as he keeps pondering. Izuku can’t grow a beard by the way. He tried it once and ended up looking like a 14 year old. He literally had 10 little hairs on the two sides of his chin and a really thin “mustache” and that was it. Katsuki laughed his ass off that day. “Shouto is one of my best friends but if it comes to his personality, I’m not sure if I would be able to… think about him like that. I mean, can you even imagine him in bed with that face? Or kissing him and when you move away it’s just… his deadpanned face? Right in front of you? I would cry, Y/N. You know how much reassurance I need. I can’t see him clocking that there is a problem with me. He’s just… a little bit… emotionally constipated?”

“Wow. That was a really detailed response, thank you.” You gawk at your boyfriend who looks extremely happy from pleasing you. “So if you would need to choose one guy, who would you choose?”

“I would probably give Kacchan a chance.” Izuku blurts out without even thinking. Damn. “Not the old Kacchan, but this one. But I would miss being romantic and cheesy. I don’t think he does that too much. Then I have a friend, Rody, from Otheon. We got along really well while I was on a mission there. While he’s not the most honest person in the world he has a bird called Pino who’s basically connected to his soul and his real emotions are mirrored in the bird so for instance, let’s say he says something super happy but if he’s trying to hide that he’s sad, Pino will cry for him. It’s fascinating, really. But I don’t feel like I would be as happy as I am now with anyone else, to be honest. Man or a woman, it really doesn’t matter because even if you would leave me I would only look for you in everyone but there is no one in this whole wide world who would be able to be even as half as good as you are, so…” Izuku shies away from your gaze, his cheeks dusted pink. Your heart makes a somersault in your chest from his words; sometimes, it’s still unbelievable that this moment, here and now, is actually real and not just a daydream.

There is one thing weighting you down when it comes to this current situation though; the weird feeling in your stomach like everything is too good, too perfect and everything that’s this good must have an end date.

You read a lot of drama fanfictions before you actually ended up to be a main character in one and there was one recurring event in all of them; pro hero Deku dying. For you, for your country, from exhaustion, from an old, untreated injury… the list is endless but since you two got together you couldn’t even look at those stories without feeling sick. Izuku is a hero, one of the best ones at that, but being the best also means he’s the one fighting the most complicated battles, ones no one else can or no one has the guts to, depending on the situation. But it’s really hard to think about these dark, deep thoughts when Izuku slowly looks up, waiting for your response at his impromptu love confession, eyes bright and full of childish glee.

“What about you, Sweets?” Izuku asks cheekily, slowly crawling closer to you; he puts his cheek on your chest, snuggling into the soft bits, warm and content.

“Honestly? Call me a real fanatic but I never really wanted to date anyone else but you.” You admit sheepishly. “I did find Pro Hero Shouto handsome, I did like Katsuki’s bad boy vibes but… it was always you. Your kindness, your pretty little cheeks, the freckles, the curls, the way you go all shy when people ask you about love in interviews. You are so… pure, almost angelic. Even through the screen, you felt like someone I could trust with my life, not just as a hero, but as a person, a human being. You just feel… safe. Like the kinda person you want to marry and stay with forever. And now that I got to know you… I want nothing else but all of that, tenfold.”

“You want to marry me, Sweet Pea?” Izuku smiles with a tiny blush on his face as he sneakily pulls the strap of your camisole out of the way with his finger so he can pepper kisses all over your collarbones. Your whole face erupts in flames.

“Well… uhm… one day, yes, of course…” You mumble, a barely audible sigh leaving your lips as Izuku wets his own to make the seductive slide on your skin even more enjoyable.

“What else do you wanna do with me, Sweets?” Izuku sneaks further up, his kisses wet and so full of emotions your whole body trembles under him as the soft plush of his lips reaches your sensitive neck.

Warning! Cheeky

“Wh… Izu?” You try to look into Izuku’s eyes but your whole body freezes from his lustful gaze; his eyes are dark and there is something new sparkling in the depth of them, his eyelids fallen to half-mast as he gazes at your lips, soft but hungry and he takes a deep breath, tries to school his features but it’s way too late; his gaze is etched into your mind now, living there rent free for the rest of your life.

“Was that too much?” Izuku tries to pull away but you grab the back of his head, fingers clutching into the soft curls, keeping him in place and Izuku keens, a hiss leaving his mouth which ends up sounding like a moan by the end of it.

“I want… I want to go hiking with you again.” You mumble and you can barely hide your smile as Izuku looks up at you, utterly confused by the dramatic difference between your touches and your words. “I want to bathe with you in the river when no one is watching. Maybe find a secluded area, somewhere further away so we can… fool around until we have nothing to give to the other.”

Izuku’s breath hitches.

“Uhm…” Izuku tries to respond but you grab into his hair again; Izuku’s hips make a dive towards you, the touch featherlight and probably unintended but you can’t help but bite into your lips to muffle the moan that’s trying to erupt from your chest at the motion. Izuku doesn’t miss the tiny whimper though; you could cut the tension between you two right now, the air so hot and heavy you kinda want to breathe through Izuku’s mouth to soothe your stinging throat.

“I want to show you how much you mean to me in every way possible…” Your other hand snakes under Izuku’s shirt, caressing the skin on his back until the soft touch isn’t enough; you scrape the soft skin on his back with your nails and Izuku’s eyes fill with tears, but not from the pain. “I want to kiss every single freckle, every single scar, every bump and every crevice because you deserve it, Izuku. You are the sweetest, most caring person in the world and you make me happy so… whatever you want, you can have it. From a cheeky ice cream at 2AM to me pleasing you until the end of dawn, you can have all of it. You deserve all of it.”

You swear you can hear the snap of Izuku’s self-restraint, the sound loud and echoey as Izuku looses his composure and attacks you hungrily, his tongue barging into your mouth with a strong lick.

“I love you.” Izuku mumbles, his breath hot against your lips as he takes and takes and takes, until your whole world turns upside down again, the wet sound of your lips against each other the only sound in the silent room.

“Show me… how much…” You whimper, back arching from the sofa subconsciously.

“Fuck.” Izuku whimpers back, his arms snaking around your middle, pulling you flush against his growing erection and you can’t help the tiny yelp leaving your mouth as the hero takes you in his arms, bridal style, and RUNS into the bedroom with One for All crackling around his body to get there quicker, the motion making you dizzy for a few seconds.

Izuku puts you down with so much care, moving slowly as he settles on the top of you, hips flush with yours as he mutters to himself quietly, probably trying to calm himself down enough to be able to be to remember your first time for the rest of his life.

“Are you okay?” He mumbles hazily. There is a moment when everything freezes; Izuku looks deep into your eyes as though he’s trying to see what’s behind it, to see your soul, your heart, to see and experience everything that is You through one simple gaze and you can’t help but want more than that look; you find the bottom of his shirt and yank at it in a silent plea and Izuku responds by tossing the fabric to the other side of the room. His arms snake behind your back, pulling you up from the bed a little bit, manhandling you like you are weightless; he slowly rolls your top up, his movements slow and careful in case you want him to stop but needless to say there is nothing in the whole wide world that could make you stop right now; you’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, it was almost excruciating in the last few days and now, Izuku is finally yours, just yours.

“You are so pretty, Sweets.” Izuku puts you back on the bed and slides his finger over your skin from your neck to your lower belly, then he stops there, playing with the hem of your shorts, as he moves his upper body up and his hips down to grind between your legs while he stares at your naked chest with lustful eyes.

“Closer.” Is all you mumble between two muffled whimpers as you pull yourself up with your hands on Izuku’s back and kiss the biggest scar on his chest. Izuku’s eyes tear up again, choking on a sob as he slowly slides your shorts down, you doing the same with his joggers, fingers slightly shaking when the soft fabric passes the tent in his underwear, his arousal loud and clear. “Izu…”

SAFE FROM HERE

Izuku’s high tech bracelet suddenly screeches, the annoying, high pitched sound ruining the mood completely.

“No fucking way.” Izuku mutters, so fucking frustrated he’s about to yank the fucking thing out of the window. He straddles your hips as he fumbles with his phone. “Not now, not fucking now!”

He’s a few seconds away from crying. It actually breaks your heart.

“Izuku, love, it’s okay. Everything is okay. We can finish this another time. Or we can… just fool around? If you uhm… want me to help?”

“It’s… this massive case we’ve been working at.” Izuku sighs, given up. “They’ve been lurking in the shadows for several weeks now and this is their first time coming to the surface hence why I was notified. I could technically ignore, but…”

You can’t help, but smile. This is Japan’s number one hero to ya’.

“… you don’t want to. And that’s why I respect the shit out of you, pro hero Deku.” You mutter while your hands caress the sides of his hips soothingly.

“I’m sorry.” Izuku lies on top of you for a second, stealing a few more kisses before he stands up and starts getting ready. “This will probably take a while, so… don’t wait for me.”

“You know I will, anyway.” You smile, but knowing how sensitive Izuku is, you decide to continue. “I have some commissions to do, don’t worry. I’ll keep myself entertained.”

“I love you. Thank you.” Izuku gives you one last kiss before he jumps out of the window and the flat is silent again, cold an empty without his warmth.

You sigh into the cushion then take a few deep breaths to calm yourself down. Maybe, a cold shower would be a good idea, so that’s what you start with.

Izuku wasn’t lying; he’s been out for several hours now. You turned the TV on in case they decide to show the fight, a bad habit Izuku always begs you to stop with but you just… can’t. It might be painful sometimes, seeing your loved one getting hurt while you sit on your sofa, safe and sound, drawing stupid fanarts for a living, completely helpless in case shit hits the fan but at least you can see him this way, know where is is, what he’s up to, know he’s alive and breathing.

It’s enough to soothe your troubled soul, the fact that there is nothing in the TV, that the situation isn’t dire enough for them to interrupt the broadcast for it, so you start on your commission, the TV nothing but a quiet background noise.

It all happens really quickly, in only a second which somehow still seems to stretch on for an eternity; the broadcast is cut off with a buzz, the tv making a low pitched, humming noise, grey, black and white dots fuzzily zigzagging on the screen right before it connects to another broadcast.

You don’t need to be a psychic to know what you are about to see on the screen; you had a feeling for a while, a terrible, dark feeling, a constant, unwelcome weight on your shoulders you tried to ignore and almost succeeded at it while Izuku held you in his arms, but once he left, deep inside, you felt something lurking in the shadows; you somehow felt like the next time he comes in through the door or the window he won’t be the same but you pushed the thought down so well it never even came to the surface during your emotional goodbye, it just kept lurking, somewhere between your heart and your soul, close to the edge but too far away for it to reach your actual brain and form words inside your head.

Maybe if you would have embraced your thoughts and followed your instincts… Izuku would have never left.

You can’t help but laugh at your own, silly thoughts; Izuku staying home because of her paranoid girlfriend instead of saving hundreds of people from a tragic death? Good joke.

But maybe… he would have been more careful. Less… self-sacrificial. Maybe, if you would have said something you wouldn’t need to watch Izuku running into an obvious trap just to save a child from the massive gang of villains. Maybe, you wouldn’t be forced to watch him fall LIVE, on TV, broadcasted through the whole country.

“The urge to save everyone and everything is what makes us heroes but that urge is also what makes us weak; one day, we might jump into our deaths to save that one person who was left behind. To be honest with you, I don’t mind dying that way.” - Deku had said in an interview a few months back. Now the words haunt you, letters jumping in front of your eyes as the battle on the screen escalates; Izuku jumps right in front of a massive explosion which was initially heading towards the small, terrified girl. Katsuki and Kirishima yells, their hero persona long forgotten as they both run as quick as they can after the the number one hero but none of them are quick enough to catch up with him before the explosion hits Deku right in the chest, his blood splattering on both of his friends as they stand frozen in one place, their faces white as a sheet.

Katsuki falls on his knees as the remaining of the building crumbles right on top of Izuku after he throws the girl towards Luna and the rest of his team, making sure the girl is safe and sound even if it costs him his own fucking life because that’s who is; an undeniable hero, the symbol of hope and peace.

His best friend is rendered broken and useless even without being physically hurt, just yelling and crying on the floor while Kirishima pats his lover’s back a few times and says something you can’t decipher from so far away; after a few seconds he makes a beeline towards the battle field, throwing massive pieces of cement into the air as he searches for his friend; the villains are nowhere in sight now, they evaporated into thin air, literally, with a massive smirk on their faces. Their plan worked. They won.

After years of constant winning, for the first time in the last 10 years, the villains have won.

Katsuki still haven’t moved from the floor. He stares at the small splotches of blood with disgust, then a loud sob emerges from inside of him. Eijirou is still searching, yelling Izuku’s first name as tears streak down his hardened face, arms working as quickly as humanly possible until he finally finds something; he sobs and yells and pats Izuku’s face a few times but he’s unconscious, arms dangling in an unnatural way, chest so bloodied its impossible to see the real damage behind it but by the constant stream of blood on the floor as Kirishima makes his way towards the first aiders is anything to go by, the situation is… dire.

Right now, in this moment, just a few hours after you two almost had your first night together, Izuku is dying in his friend’s arms and you can’t do anything but cry, useless and broken while the whole world prays for Deku with tear stained cheeks and broken hearts, rendered speechless as the Number One Hero disappears inside the first aid tent.

The whole world goes silent after that.

… Next Chapter!

IMPORTANT: GUYS! You know me. I won’t kill him. Don’t worry too much. The next 2 chapters will be angst, I’m not going to lie, and I hated every second of it but it’s already written and I can 100% tell you that :

1. Izuku will wake up in the next chapter.

2. He’ll get better eventually.

3. There is at least one scene that’s less depressing in every chapter. Or at least I tried to write it that way but @porusuniverse would probably say otherwise 😂

Thank you for your patience and if you need reassurance or feel too overwhelmed due to the topic just send me a message and I’ll tell you more about what’s gonna happen. 💜

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Potato ramble:

- I hope you guys are okay! Sorry for the cliffhanger, but trust me, you need a bit of a break before this shit escalates 😂

- I got so mad at this fucking angst that I wrote 15k words while working full time and finishing late every day just to get it out of the way. 😂 please don’t hate me, I’m also hurt by my own cruelty.

- Also, if you are a Shouto fan, don’t hate me! I don’t think he’s uhm… unattractive nor uncaring. I have a Shouto x Reader one shot up on my page, I love him with my whole heart btw and he was my first MHA crush so if you wanna read it, go into my masterlist and check it out!

- I stand by what Kaminari said though. 😂 don’t judge until you’ve tried both HAHA

- I will be honest, I’m glad they were interrupted because the cheeky bit of this chapter was a little bit uhm… too hot. I think Izuku wants his first time to be a bit more mild than whatever was going on before the phone call.

- HAVE A LOVELY WEEKEND, GUYS!!! I hope I haven’t ruined it too much! See you next week!

TL: @garfieldthomas @porusuniverse @stickygumchewer @sixxze @mily-moo @aei-sedai-moiraine @aymasakusa @katsuari @kenzie-deadly @shiviwrites07 @lukerycyja-reblogs @cloroxisadelectabletreat @coffeent @kisskissshutmydoor @bobcar1 @yazminetrahan @cringefan @ronimacaroni77 @thekookiecorner @dangerousluv1 @emperatris-rinaka @shotos-angelic-whore @angelsdemonsmonsters @norvacaine @rei165 @unofficialmuilover @yao-ai @happydragonfrog @eeerreehhh @vinivave

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #midoriya izuku x y/n #midoriya x you #midoriya x reader #pro hero Deku x reader #midoriya izuku x reader

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vaporvipermedia · 7 months

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[My Opinion on Yandere Tropes]

I’m putting up a disclaimer so no one can misunderstand my words. I am not dissing anyone who writes Yandere tropes like how I present nor do I think of them any less when portraying canon characters this way. If anything, I find this concept interesting and believe some improvements can make said stories fascinating and less predictable with the trope used. ALSO! Just because I read some Yandere fics, does not mean that I agree or condone any of the actions written in these narratives. Thank you for understanding.

Now for opinion time!

After reading my fair share of Yandere fanfiction, I’ve always found most actions done by the characters inside of these stories becoming either extremely predictable or doing something out of left field to the point where they act like a different character entirely.

Yes, some may contest that this archetype can change how a character acts. Sure, that is the case but that doesn’t mean that their personality and characteristics should be put on hold. They’re still human no matter if they’re sickly in love or not.

Some writings don’t have any nuance with the Yandere trope and just go the simple route with it. Adding depth and context to Yandere’s mindset can bring out your work for the better! Think about how the characters would act in a situation where they’re sickly in love with someone instead of using cliché lines and scenes.

Make them have some self-doubt in their actions to add some interest to your writings. Make it believable and thought-provoking when talking about the psyche of the “Yandere” in question.

And one character I’ve seen done a little bit dirty is a certain hunter with the Nicki Minaj Bob.

YES, I DID SEGWAY THIS SO I CAN TALK ABOUT MY VIEWS ON YANDERE! ROOK WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO!? NOTHING EXACTLY! Anyways…

I’ve only seen a few Yandere Rook fics but the ones that I have viewed just left me kind of baffled. Most of them involve hurting the person he’s interested in or putting them in dangerous situations while also trying to make it suggestive. Again no dissing anyone who writes him like this! But I am going to take this time to write down my opinion on Yandere Rook while also keeping parts of his personality. Because Rook has such good potential for a great Yandere fic and it’s kind of sad to see writers miss such an opportunity with him.

My View of Yandere Rook

If Rook was a Yandere, he definitely wouldn’t hurt the person he’s after. He sees the person as a beauty worth persevering only for his sight and benefit. Hurting his love would be like destroying the one thing he’s been desperate to seek his whole life.

Contrary to popular belief, I don’t think Rook would go after people who simply talk to his partner. Sure he’ll be a little antsy at times when people get too friendly with the partner in question. But, all he would do is just stare them down after they leave. And to combat this he’d take his partner to places around the college. Rambling about his love for them, serenading them or just giving them affection. He does anything he can to make sure that the person he’s in love with only focuses on him and the scenery around them.

But if someone DOES try to pursue his lover. Then he’s going to have a problem. He’ll go up to them as casually as possible trying to strike up a “nice” conversation.

Potential Dialogue and Use of Tactics Rook uses

“Say I’ve been hearing from the grapevine that you’re in pursuit of the lovely trickster. Is that so?” He says this knowing the answer already.

Becoming even more dramatic saying:

“I’m so sorry to tell you this, but they’re currently in a relationship. It would be a pity if their partner were to hear about this…they aren’t very forgiving when it comes to their love.”

He does it to scare them at first. But if they aren’t persuaded he drops the act entirely. “I tried to warn you. Tête de noeud…you just wouldn’t listen would you? Still trying to go after my love even after knowing they were together with me. Do you seriously think they would be with you? What a horrible joke…they would never fall for a fool like you. If you value your life please do the smart option and leave them out of that small dense brain do yours.”

“Oh my! My temper was far too wild! Please accept my humble apology. I’m sure you won’t make the same mistake twice…right?” And then leave them to their devices.

In simple words instead of killing off or injuring people, Rook strikes fear into their hearts to ensure they don’t come near his lover. He isn’t an outright killer but he’s great at making people think that he might kill them. Only using empty threats to get the job done. Keeping them on their feet and letting them overthink whatever might happen to them. Making them crumble under their fear.

Conclusion

The moral of this long opinion piece is that Yandere tropes can be used to make eye-opening fan works. Doesn’t matter which fandom you’re in, TWST or not!

It’s up to you whether or not you decide to add nuance to said fanfiction. That’s all I wanted to say! Thank you for reading all the way through. I hope my points were understandable.

ANOTHER THING! I’m not saying that I’m a better writer! Trust me I have a long way to go. I just wanted to talk about what I’ve been noticing lately in this genre and give people ideas for their possible fics. That’s it. Now I’m done.🫶

#you are fully allowed to disagree with this #because at the end of the day it’s just an opinion of mine #twisted wonderland #rook hunt #yandere #yandere trope #yandere rook hunt #yandere rook x reader #viper’s thoughts

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misslovasstuff · 1 year

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Dazai x reader

Prove it

“Her? Mhm, well….”- Dazai itches his head, shifting his gaze to the floor. - She is nice. Yeah, nice.”

Atsushi and Kunikida raise their eyebrows as the bandaged brunette seemed to avoid a simple question:

Do you like Y/n?

“I mean, we don’t doubt her niceness, what we’re asking is if you fancy her by any chance?”- Oh, Kunikida was enjoying too much what seemed to have turned into a silly interrogation. He fixes his glasses with a smirk, leaning over Dazai’s shoulder:

“She’s totally your type, isn’t she?”

Dazai sighs, shaking his head with a vague smile.

“Just because Kunikida-kun doesn’t have an interesting love life it doesn’t mean you have to start investigating mine.”- he claims with a silly voice, once again provoking his colleagues’ nerves as Atsushi could have sworn he heard Kunikida’s glasses break as he grabs Dazai by the collar of his shirt, whispering all sort of funny insults, to which Dazai is completely immune by now.

“Kunikida-san, perhaps Dazai-san is not comfortable talking about his relationship with Y/n. Perhaps it is better to leave him be haha.”- Atsushi claims with a weak smile, trying to calm the chaotic situation.

Dazai sighs, rubbing his temple then explains:

“Look, to extinguish your curiosity, there is absolutely nothing going on between me and her. Are you blind to fail to see that she has no interest whatsoever in me? Plus, I’ve heard from Yosano she’s seeing someone already so…”

Kunikida widens his eyes to a rare sight; Dazai sighing and looking out the window as if the most beautiful tragedy had happened to him. The kind of misfortune that makes people write poems, listen to music and take long walks by themselves. The tragedy of loving someone you can’t ever have that makes you fragile but yet unbreakable, strong but weak in the heart and it gives you a slap back to a reality that you don’t want to accept. It hadn’t occurred to Dazai before, thus he wonders what this feeling is about and if he can do anything about it.

“Have you ever been rejected by a woman before?”- Atsushi asks, after which he hits himself mentally for asking such a question.

“No. - Dazai answers frankly, to which Kunikida scoffs.

“Well, at least Y/n will ground you a bit.”- he claims, putting his hands in his pockets. - How does it feel to love someone you can’t have?”

“Terrible.”- Dazai says, seemingly not sad, nor happy, he had a rather empty expression on his face, not letting out much emotion to understand what was really going on inside his head. - I see her, and I am struck by her beauty. God, when her eyes meet mine, each and every motioning becomes more intense for my heart. When she greets me and smiles at me so genuinely and gently like she knows how much that smile affects me, making even the sun jealous of her radiance and cheerfulness. Don’t let me get into how talented she is, and her cooking skills, oh and also did you know that she reads poetry? She gave me her favourite book and underlined all verses she found beautiful and meaningful. On page 63, poem two, she had underlined two verses which were:

“I may not know your heart, but it knows me quite well. Am I resident or a foreigner to it?”

And she had written a smiley face on the corner of it, with a little note that said: “Mhm, Dazai?”

Not only that, but she is such a great-

Dazai kept blabbering about how fascinated he was by you while both Kunikida and Atsushi listened and came to a very unbelievable conclusion.

Dazai is so oblivious when he truly falls in love. Either that, or he’s trying to avoid that but still digs the idea of being in love and being loved so beautifully.

“I’m afraid to tell you this buddy but, - Kunikida touches Dazai’s shoulder. - You’re an idiot.”

Atsushi scoffs as he turns around to contain his laughter. Dazai’s face freezes with a smile like 😀

“Homegirl knows you like her, she literally wrote it down, what’s wrong with you?”- Kunikida snaps at Dazai, who now seems to be confused.

Little did they know that you were listening to all this go down, hardly containing your laughter.

The truth is, you and Dazai had been together for a while and no one is the agency knows. You told Yosano you were seeing someone, but funnily enough, even though they’re detectives, they don’t have a clue about your relationship, and you’re thinking is because your lover messes with their heads.

“Kunikida-kun, stop tormenting me! I’m telling you, she doesn’t like me. End of discussion.”- Dazai claims, getting up from his seat and stretching a bit.

“Where do you think you’re going?”- Kunikida asks as he watches Dazai’s tender figure walk away.

“To think about this unbearable pain of my weak heart, since my friends and colleagues don’t care.”

Atsushi holds back Kunikida from going after Dazai:

“He’ll never admit it that he likes her.”- Atsushi claims which gives Kunikida a rather sinister idea.

“Oh he will, I have a plan.”

There is a sudden change of atmosphere which leaves Atsushi a bit scared.

“Kunikida-san, w-what exactly are you planning to do?”- he asks, noticing a smirk from his mentor.

A little bit later/ Coffee shop

You are taking a sip of your hot coffee as rain hits the window by your seat. Although it is raining, you were feeling rather warm, and even though you were by yourself, you were fully enjoying your own company until the door of the cafe opens.

“I’ll take a black coffee, please.”- a unfamiliar voice says, which gets your attention. You turn your head and notice a tall man, build figure and blonde hair. He turns and faces you while waiting for his coffee.

“You don’t mind if I sit next to you while I wait for my coffee, yes?”- he asks with a beautiful smile, blue eyes shining right through.

“Mhm, sure it’s okay.”- you reply, mirroring a smile and scanning the man upfront.

The probability of a very handsome person, coming to this coffee shop while I’m the only one here and all the seats are empty, asking to sit next to me, and furthermore-

“So, what is such a beautiful lady doing here all by herself?”- he asks, looking at your hands holding the coffee cup, then looking directly at your eyes which made you gulp hardly.

“Drinking coffee.”- you reply rather coldly, not warning to give this guy the wrong impression.

“By yourself? Have you no one to accompany you? Maybe a boyfriend of yours?”- he continues to bring up weird questions. What was even weirder, was the fact that he was reaching for your hand, now holding it.

“Since you’re not answering, I’m assuming you do not have a man in your life. Such a catastrophe indeed. - he brings your hand close to his lips, caressing it. - I can offer myself as a candidate.”

“She’s not running any elections. - a sudden voice from behind makes your heart drop. - if that were the case, I would have known.”

You glance over your shoulder and see Dazai. He reached for your hand, shooing away the other guy’s who immediately flinches to the touch.

“Is it a habit of yours to approach lonely women in coffee shops? That’s kinda desperate and disrespectful.”- he continues, glaring at the guy who had widened his eyes.

“I’m just waiting for my coffee.”

“Wait for your coffee somewhere else. - Dazai claims with a cold tone of voice, making you shiver in what you would describe fear, but with a hint of pleasure.

He was so hot right now, for real.

“She didn’t tell me she had a boyfriend.”- the guy claims as he gets up from his seat.

“She doesn’t need to inform you about anything, really. Plus, I’m never too far away. - Dazai winks at you, getting your cheeks all heated up.

Now, - Dazai smiles, - get out of my sight.”

The guy gets out of the coffee shop, forgetting about his order which was now being served in your table.

“I’ll take that, thank you.”- Dazai claims, sitting down in front of you, not noticing the looks you were giving him.

That is, until he takes a sip and his eyes meet yours.

“Mhm? - he hums. - what’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong is the fantasy im having to have you right here, right now.”

“Woah woah, belladonna~, - Dazai almost spits his coffee. - What has gotten into you? I mean, I’m not complaining but-

“Dazai, do me right now, I swear I’m barely hanging on.” - you explain as Dazai notices your flushed cheeks and heavy breathing.

Damn, what happened? - he wonders.

He smirks and leans in, whispering: “But the coffee will go cold, love. Are you sure?”

“Don’t start teasing me. - you claim. - or would you rather have me do you at the agency while everyone watches so they can finally know that you are mine?”

“That’s … interesting. You’re so hasty, belladonna. Did I do something to turn you on this much?”- Dazai asks, biting his lip as he looks at you up and down with those gorgeous eyes of his that consumed your entire soul with one single glance.

“The moment right now, you being possessive and all, gosh. That was so hot of you.”- you lean in, exposing a bit of your chest to your boyfriend, on purpose obviously, to which Dazai responds by raising his eyebrows and staring at it for a bit.

“Oh really? You know what else I can heat up?”

“No I don’t know, enlighten me.”- you two lean even closer to one another, as Dazai is ready to whisper in your ear:

“That little -

“ALRIGHT THAT IS ENOUGH, point proven Atsushi let’s go!”- you hear Kunikida shouting from behind. They were not only seeing all this go down, but also orchestrated the whole thing.

“So you guys are together, awwww.”- Atsushi says, giving a weirdly firm handshake to you and Dazai. - Congrats, omg. Dazai-san that was so manly of you, Kunikida-san didn’t predict you’d actually go wild like that-

“Kunikida planned this?”- you ask, giving a disappointing nod.

“A perfect executed plan, and Dazai fell right into it. Now, you’ll stop lying and admit that you love this woman.” - Kunikida claims with a smirk, thinking that his partner would still pretend to be in denial.

“I love Y/n.”- he claims, still sipping his tea and acting unaffected by this whole scene, although in truth he was a bit conflicted on how to feel about it.

Upon his declaration of love, you melt, of course.

You caress his hand, to which Dazai smiles, starting to gesture you weirdly.

He means to get out of here. Now you had heated him up.

You nod, looking at Atsushi and Kunikida who are still looking at you both.

“Oookaaayy, - you get up, Dazai following you. - Since you put us into so much trouble, I guess you can pay for our coffee, no?”

As you walk towards the exit, holding hands, Kunikida’s shoutings accompany you:

“If anything I helped you! You owe me one, Dazai!”

You close the door behind you, giving a small sigh.

“You’re so troublesome you know that?”- you poke his nose, so which he responds by pulling you closer by your waist.

“I put you into so much trouble, huh? You’re the one making me go crazy over and over again.”- Dazai answers as you pull him by the belt of his pants.

Remind me, where were we?”- you ask and he smirks grabbing your hand, leading him to somewhere.

“I’ll remind you shortly.”

#bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs dazai #bsd dazai #bungou sd #dazai osamu #dazai #dazai x reader #dazai imagines #bsd anime #bungo stray dogs #dazai bsd #dazai x you

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Liveblog - Dofus, livre 1 : Julith [PART 18]

Me whenever Khan ogles Bakara: boooring.

Me 5 seconds later ogling Atcham the same exact way: oguhuhhggghuhhq

They only just met, and are already a perfect team. :)

I like to think that Joris has always wanted to hear the other side of the story, be it from Atcham, Lou, or Indie. This isn't the best time to ask, but he might not get another chance...

I also guess that Atcham's deep hatred for Kerubim bewitches Joris as much as Joris's love for Kerubim bewitches Atcham.

Out of all the possible answers, — from the implied bullying, to being abandoned and called a psychopath by Kerubim, — the answer that Atcham gives is so fascinating.

Because he's pretty much acknowledging, that he hates him because he feels inferior. He's always been mistreated because he's the opposite of Kerubim. He's not handsome, or lucky, or good with people, so he's suffered, — and Kerubim is everything he wishes he could be. Even if it's not Kerubim's fault that he suffered, he hates Kerubim the very most because he's a walking-talking reminder of how life could have been.

Joris is even a bit taken aback by this. I bet he expected something deeper.

And it is deep, don't get me wrong. But it's not "when we were kids, he never helped me, when others did me harm." or "he had always looked down at me."

It's literally just "other people dislike me, and not him, even though he had the exact same shitty life as me. The only reason he lives better than me is that he is prettier and luckier. I want to punish him for that. Because it's easier, than hating a god, or the kids from the temple, or anyone else. It's easier because he's nearby, and I know him the best out of all of them."

They are two sides of the same coin. Both of them are orphans. Both of them hate their own bodies. And both of them could probably talk for hours upon hours on what Kerubim makes them feel.

Except Joris feels lucky to have had Kerubim, indebted even, — while Atcham is the opposite, feeling like Kerubim, simply by existing, took everything from him.

Joris appeals to their solidarity in his attempts to defend Kerubim's Honour: while it sure sucks, Atcham's struggle with being hated and degraded by people is neither special nor unique.

Note: I understand it might be somewhat controversial to say this, but I do think that both Joris and Atcham are disabled, or at least discriminated against.

Atcham is referred to as disabled in one of the canonical sources, even if it is a joke. Logically speaking, even without any canon sources, within the universe's context his lack of fur is undoubtedly a disability.

Joris, in the context of the real world, would definitely be a person with dwarfism, which, just like Atcham's lack of fur, canonically impacts his social life, with the way he is often not taken seriously by other people.

So, their solidarity is very cute to me.

Besides that, he appeals for Atcham to understand that his negative experiences with Kerubim aren't universal.

Or maybe, he appeals to whatever positive memories Atcham still he has of him.

And I am pretty sure Atcham knows what Joris is doing. And it's working.

Joris really dislikes how shallow Atcham's dislike for Kerubim is, when Kerubim has done nothing but support and love him, because of how different he is from others.

But for Joris to feel so passionately defensive, — like Kerubim has done him a service by treating him well, — we can understand that Kerubim's "I want my son to love himself as he is" parenting didn't work that well.

You can't really parent your way out of your son noticing he's short, bald, and weird compared to other people. And at some point, saying "you're special" probably just feels insulting, or, more likely in Joris's case, like Joris has failed at feeling special, and that Kerubim would be sad, if he knew how Joris really felt about his body.

If Atcham didn't love Kerubim, — if he didn't feel nostalgia for the times they were still close, — none of what Joris said here would ever work, y'know?

While the show had 52 episodes and then some to sell me on Kerubim and Joris's dynamic, the movie only has three scenes to develop what goes on between Joris and Atcham, and we've already seen two of them.

And let me tell you, by god, does it succeed.

Yes, Atcham and Joris are foils to one another, because of their orphanhood, body issues, and relationship with Kerubim.

But Atcham and Bakara are also foils: because of their feeling of inadequacy, compared to their brothers.

Bakara can't acknowledge what she feels: hatred. Towards herself, for not being good enough. Towards Julith, for seemingly taking her brother away. Towards Joris, for being the product of the woman who ruined her life. Towards Kerubim, maybe for taking Joris and giving him a good life, devoid of having to face or know any of these terrible things, or maybe for not dying instead of Jahash.

And she hates Jahash too. For leaving her alone. And for leaving such a huge void where he once stood — one she can never hope to fill.

Atcham is quite the opposite, really. He needs so badly to hate Kerubim to feel better, that he can barely face the fact that he loves his brother too.

Honestly, is it even hatred, when all you do is sing him praises? "You're the coolest, the hairiest, the luckiest—" doesn't suddenly stop being a compliment, if it's followed "instead of you, it should be ME." (yes, I am taking this moment quote one of the most Atcham-core songs ever created at you. hi.)

There's a very thin line between hatred and love, and I think, that in that line there lies jealousy and obsession.

Atcham's purr is so cute....... kbitty.

This confirms that under the fur, Kerubim and Atcham look pretty similar (we been knew). If you shaved Keke, you'd see a mini-Atcham, and vice versa. The main difference is the ear size, and the fact that the sides of Atcham's face point downwards, instead of upwards, like with Kerubim

However, I have some qualms with this design: sphynx cats have spots in the same exact places that they would have if they had fur. if Atcham had fur it'd be more like this:

And man. It makes him look even MORE like Kerubim. jhgsjkfgsdfg

#ro liveblogs dofus #dofus #wakfu #krosmoz #dofusmovie #atcham crepin #joris jurgen

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bloody-bee-tea · 1 month

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IntiMarch 2024 Day 20 - I can('t) take it

The prompt for this was "You're cute"

As soon as Satoru comes into Suguru’s room, he knows that he’s somehow upset. Suguru can read it in the way he holds himself, in the way he doesn’t barge in with his usual vigour and most of all he notices it by the way he doesn’t immediately start talking.

Suguru is sure that never happened before.

“What’s wrong?” He lowers his book, fixing his whole attention on Satoru, in case there’s something he has to do, some curse to kill, some butts to kick.

Suguru is down for anything, if only so it gets Satoru out of this funk.

“Suguru,” Satoru whines out and it’s enough to get him to relax.

If he can still use that particularly whiny voice then whatever is wrong with him can’t be life-threatening.

Satoru tends to go cold and serious when it’s life-threatening; he gets more ridiculous when his pride is hurt, so Suguru suspects the latter.

“You love me, right?” Satoru asks and Suguru’s heart jumps in his chest.

Satoru doesn’t mean it like that, never means it in a serious way, and yet—

“Of course I do,” Suguru gives back, maybe too truthful but Satoru is never picking up on that and today is no exception.

“And I’m so handsome,” Satoru goes on, walking over to where Suguru is propped up against the headboard of the bed.

“The handsomest,” Suguru dutifully agrees and that, too, is something he means.

He doubts there is anyone more handsome or more beautiful out there than Satoru.

“And I am so very smart.” Satoru pouts at him as he says it, and this is still somewhat serious because whatever Satoru is getting at has put him in a bit of a mood, so Suguru bites down on his smile and nods.

“Smarter than the adults around us, that’s for sure.” It’s not a lie, either; Satoru is very smart and while he doesn’t much care for classes and lessons and most of their teachers he always aces whatever test they throw at him.

“And I’m funny,” he finally says and drops down on the bed, his long body stretched out next to Suguru’s and that too makes his heart beat faster in his chest.

Satoru is always so free with his touches, so unselfconscious about his body and how he behaves and moves and it’s a danger to Suguru’s blood pressure.

“I’m always laughing, aren’t I?” Suguru wants to know and he very deliberately does not mention that no matter what Satoru says, it would always make Suguru at least smile.

As long as Satoru is around and talking to him, joking with him, Suguru will always be happy after all.

“What is this about?” Suguru finally asks when Satoru only lets out a long groan and he puts the book to the side now.

There’s no way he’ll get back to reading now, not when Satoru is making himself at home on his bed and Suguru would much rather pay attention to Satoru anyway. No book can hold a candle to how endlessly fascinating he finds Satoru.

“Shoko was being mean,” Satoru grumbles and scoots closer until he can bury his face in Suguru’s hip, hiding his displeasure away. “She was calling me stupid and ugly and annoying.”

Normally, Satoru stands above these things; Yaga has called him an annoying prick more times than Suguru can count, but this is Shoko.

Things are always different if people Satoru likes say these things.

“That was very mean of her,” Suguru agrees and scoots down on the bed, so he can sling his arm around Satoru, pull him up until his head rests on Suguru’s chest. “We’re going to have to make her apologise.”

“It was very mean,” Satoru agrees, his voice still small and hurt and Suguru fights the urge to press a kiss to his head. “Will you help me make her apologise?”

“You know I will,” Suguru immediately agrees, because if course he’s going to have Satoru’s back, even in this.

Shoko really can’t get away with making Satoru this sad.

“Shoko wasn’t right, was she?” Satoru asks after a moment, still sounding more hurt than Suguru would like. “Or serious. She was probably just joking. I mean—people like me, don’t they?”

“I wouldn’t go quite so far,” Suguru teasingly says, makes sure that his voice carries enough of it to let Satoru know that he doesn’t mean it at all, and he also tugs playfully on his hair.

“You’re being rude, too!” Satoru cries out, wrestling out of Suguru’s arm so he can flop down on top of Suguru and dig his pointy chin into his sternum. “Don’t be rude to me, too,” he whispers, the corners of his mouth turned down and Suguru smiles softly at him.

“I’m sorry,” he gives back and reaches out to card his fingers through Satoru’s hair, all the while hoping that he doesn’t notice just how fast his heart is beating in his chest.

“People do like you,” he then agrees because generally they truly do. As long as Satoru even cares a little bit what someone thinks about him, he turns up the charm and then there’s hardly anyone who is not at least a little enamoured with him. “And why shouldn’t they,” Suguru then goes on. “You’re cute, after all.”

There’s no teasing tone to his voice as he says this, because it’s the truth and Suguru can’t quite bear to tease Satoru about something like that but he was absolutely not prepared for the way Satoru goes bright red in the face, opening and closing his mouth like a fish and for a split second Suguru fears that there’s steam going to come out of his ears.

And then Satoru teleports away.

“What the fuck,” Suguru mutters, no longer being pressed into the mattress by Satoru’s reassuring weight and he shivers with Satoru’s missing warmth.

That sure as hell did not go how Suguru expected it to go—not that he expected much, to be honest—but it still stings to know that Satoru was desperate enough to get away from him to simply teleport.

Suguru will have to apologise the next time he sees him.

~*~*~

Satoru remains elusive.

Suguru is certain that he sees him every now and then but before he can even so much as get a glimpse of Satoru, he has already teleported away.

It’s starting to hurt, if Suguru is honest.

And with how desperately Satoru is avoiding Suguru, there’s only one thing he can do.

He needs to talk to Shoko.

“Oh, that face promises me a real good time,” she says as soon as Suguru walks into her office and he doesn’t even bother to try for a happier face. He’s fucking miserable without Satoru and it’s been two weeks of this now.

There’s nothing to be happy about.

“What’s going on?” Shoko asks and she sounds genuinely concerned and that alone is enough to show Suguru just how bad he must be looking.

“Have you talked to Satoru, lately?” he wants to know and Shoko narrows her eyes at him.

“Are you two fighting?” she demands to know and crosses her arms in front of her chest. “Is that the reason why he won’t leave me the hell alone?”

“I—you could say that,” Suguru gives back and pushes a hand through his hair. He hasn’t bothered with putting it up today, too stressed out by the fact that today marks the two week mark of whatever kind of fight they are having.

“Why?”

“I’m not sure,” Suguru admits and heavily sits down on Shoko’s chair. “I said he’s cute and he teleported out on me. He’s been avoiding me ever since. I can’t even apologise.”

“He freaked out over a compliment?” Shoko asks for clarification and Suguru shrugs.

“Who knows what goes on in his head.”

“Geto, if he’s not pissing people off on purpose he’s literally always low-key flirting with everyone he meets. How can he not take a compliment in return?”

“I don’t know, Shoko, okay?” Suguru snaps at her and then immediately winces. “Sorry, sorry. I didn’t meant to—it’s just really getting to me that he won’t even let me apologise to him.”

“What do you want me to do about this? You did come here for help, right?”

“I did.” Suguru nods. “I’m not sure, actually. Maybe just tell him that I want to apologise? That I’m sorry and that I won’t do it again?”

“And will you?”

“What?”

“Not do it again?” There’s a knowing gleam in her eyes and Suguru huffs out a breath. Of course Shoko knows what he’s helplessly in love with his best friend.

Former best friend, Suguru bitterly thinks as his heart hurts.

“Not if it means he’s going to avoid me like he is now. I’d rather die than go through another two weeks of this. I can take it if he doesn’t feel the same, or doesn’t want to hear it or whatever, I just—I need him to come back.”

“Alright,” Shoko decides and claps her hands. “I’ll tell him. No promises, though, you know the only person who can really make him do anything is you.”

“Thank you for at least trying,” Suguru whispers out and gets up to leave her to whatever it is she’s doing down here by herself all day long.

Now all he can do is wait and hope that Satoru will give him a chance to apologise.

~*~*~

It takes three days. Three long excruciating days until Satoru doesn’t go running when he spots Suguru and Suguru can’t help the surge of hope in his chest.

If only he gets to apologise, everything will be alright again.

Satoru waits until he’s closer before he nods towards Suguru’s room. “Can we—”

“Sure,” Suguru says and he feels awfully stiff around Satoru and he hates it with a passion.

They don’t speak until they are inside and the door is closed behind them but then Suguru can’t hold it in any longer.

“Listen, I just want to apologise,” he starts but his heart falls when Satoru shakes his head.

“I don’t want to hear it.”

Suddenly, Suguru feels fragile. He hadn’t known that their friendship could be broken just like this, just by one measly comment, and the knowledge that it’s already too late is splitting him wide open.

“Oh, I see,” he manages to get out, blinking rapidly to get rid of the burning in his eyes and Satoru must notice that he’s close to breaking because he pushes a frustrated hand through his hair.

“That came out all wrong,” he mutters and then louder says: “There’s no need for you to apologise because you didn’t do anything wrong. There, that’s better.”

“I didn’t do—Satoru, you avoided me for two weeks! How can you say that I didn’t do anything wrong?”

“I—overreacted?” Satoru carefully offers and it just leaves Suguru confused.

“Overreacted? Over what?”

“You complimenting me,” Satoru admits and sits down on Suguru’s bed. “I’m not—very good at taking compliments. Or have people flirt with me.”

“You flirt with people all the time!”

“Yeah, but that’s different! It’s different when someone does it to me and with you it’s extra different.”

“Extra different,” Suguru repeats because that doesn’t make any sense at all.

“I flirt with people because it’s fun and it’s hilarious to see them flustered. But you—you mean it. You meant it when you said I’m cute and I—” Even just saying has Satoru go red in the face again and Suguru sits down on the floor.

“You were—embarrassed?”

“I—it was—”

“Why would you avoid me for that long over something like that?” Suguru wants to know and if at all possible Satoru’s face only goes redder.

He wrings his hands in his lap before he takes a deep breath and straightens up.

“Because I realised that I wanted you to mean it. I wanted you to find me cute. And handsome and smart and all the other things you said back then.”

Suguru’s next exhale is slightly shaky because—“Wanted? As in, you no longer want that?”

It would just be Suguru’s luck to miss his chance with Satoru, he thinks, somewhat resigned to his fate already, because of course someone as amazing as Satoru would never actually give him a chance.

“No, I do!” Satoru yells out and drops down from the bed so he sits right in front of Suguru. “I still want that. I want you to mean it,” he finishes, his voice quiet and he doesn’t quite manage to hold Suguru’s gaze. “It’s kind of scary how much I want that.”

Suguru slumps with relief, scooting closer to Satoru until he can drop his head down on his shoulder.

“I do. Think all those things about you. You’re cute and handsome and smart and funny and my favourite person in the entire world.”

Satoru’s breath stutters in his chest, Suguru can feel it, and when he peeks up at him, he’s making the same dumbfounded face he did when this entire mess started.

“You really can’t take a compliment, huh?” Suguru drily says and dares to flutter his lips over Satoru’s throat.

“I can take them just fine,” Satoru croaks out and shivers when Suguru’s laughs. “I just have a hard time taking them from someone who matters to me.”

“I matter, huh?” Suguru asks, though it’s mostly just to tease Satoru some more.

It’s more than obvious that Suguru matters to him after all.

“You matter so much to me,” Satoru breathes out and hides his face in Suguru’s hair. “Cause I’m in love with you and the thought that you might not mean it was very scary.”

It’s not often that Satoru admits that something is scaring him, so Suguru decides not to tease him about this.

“I’m in love with you, too,” he gives back, moving closer to Satoru’s throat so he can pepper it with kisses better. “In case that was still unclear.”

“I think I got the gist.” Satoru’s voice is high and breathy and it’s enough to make Suguru pull away, so he can cup Satoru’s face in his hands.

“Good,” Suguru decides and then leans in for a real kiss.

He swallows the sound Satoru makes right down but when Satoru almost climbs into his lap he can’t help the big smile. It makes kissing a little bit hard but Suguru wouldn’t have it any other way.

Not when it’s with Satoru.

#bt writes #jjk #satosugu #geto suguru #gojo satoru #ieiri shoko #misunderstandings #pining #fluff #hurt/comfort #getting together #love confessions

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weirdmarioenemies · 1 year

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WHAT is the deal with Mario’s mouth?!

We’ve been talking about Mario’s wacky enemies and allies for over five whole years now! That’s a lot of years, and a lot of Mario franchise characters! For obvious reasons, we’ve never talked thaaat much about Mario himself, since he is by definition the most Conventional Mario Entity. But even our beloved marketable and relatable everyman has some... interesting design choices, to say the least! Case in point: his mouth, or the lack of one!

Mario is a funny cartoon guy! As you may know, his most iconic features, including his mustache, were intentionally chosen in order for his design to be clear just from seeing a tiny sprite. A mouth would be hard to parse, but a mustache stands out, while simultaneously framing his trademark nose! You do not need me to tell you Mario’s Mighty Mustache is such a famous feature of the fellow. And even in official artwork, as if to pay tribute to the ‘stache that started it all, Mario is often depicted with no mouth at all! The intent seems to be that the mustache obscures the mouth, and I think the result is usually rather cute... but sometimes their insistence upon it gets to be a bit much.

Take Mario’s Cement Factory for Game & Watch, for example! Game & Watch games were great at making their little monochrome characters pop with wacky and exaggerated expressions... unless they’re Mario, I guess! Are they really so scared to alter Mario’s squeaky-clean image that he can’t even express fear or anxiety? It’s ok to feel those things, Mario! Do they not want us to think Mario is at all like us?

A mouth is often an integral part of a cartoon character’s design, allowing for more varied facial expressions, as well as a clear indicator of who is talking when, and which voice is coming out of each character! At least, you’d think so, right? Evidently, Nintendo did not think so, and had one strict rule about Mario’s portrayal: no mouths! DiC obliged, and Mario spoke, mouthlessly. It’s rather eerie, really. His mustache does flutter while he talks, so you can tell it’s him speaking, but why is it fluttering? What is causing it to move? Is there wind blowing out of a mouth that is not there? We need answers, Nintendo!!!

For the most convincing possible performance, Captain Lou Albano was asked to remove his mouth before recording his lines. Respect!

Sometimes, though, they go too far with the mouthlessness. Baby Mario doesn’t have a mustache to pretend the mouth is hiding behind. Shouldn’t he have a visible mouth??? Either there is more to it than this, or it is just a blunder that somehow made it past testing. Was Mario perhaps born with no mouth at all...?

And in that case, why would his twin brother Luigi be born WITH a mouth? Baby Luigi has a mouth, Regular Luigi has a mouth, and I assume Old Luigi will have a mouth, too. Any geneticists want to weigh in? It would be highly appreciated!

Don’t be sad, Mario! I don’t think less of you for your bizarre mouth situation. I don’t think anyone does! It’s fascinating and charming! I am intrigued, in the sense that I would like to dissect you, but I respect you too much to do that right now. What matters is that Mario does not have a mouth in any sense of the word, there is just nothing there, and that is okay.

...MARIO PLEASE EXPLAIN!!!

#mario #mario's mouth #mario parts #mario features #mod chikako #april fools

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orphiczaney · 1 month

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uh oh i’ve done it again.

they’re back, bitches.

yknow what that means? i’m gonna yap about them more.

y’all know that meme that goes “HER pronouns are THEY/THEM!!!” yeah that’s the dynamic between inez and alastor. he hasn’t quite figured out how pronouns work, and inez is very patient with him :]

one day after a long shoot they immediately go to the bar and this conservation ensues:

inez: HUSK. YOU’RE A CAT.

husk: bad start.

inez: DO YOU PURR???

husk: …why

inez: BECAUSE *exasperated sigh* I HAD A CAT WHEN I WAS ALIVE AND ANYTIME I WAS SAD HE’D COME LAY ON MY CHEST AND PURR UP A STORM AND IT ALWAYS MADE ME FEEL BETTER AND RIGHT NOW I AM IN EMOTIONAL DISTRESS.

husk: no-

inez: HUSK CAN I PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP LAY ON YOU WHILE YOU PURR?? STRICTLY PLATONICALLY. I WILL NEVER SPEAK ABOUT IT TO A SOUL. PINKY PROMISE. PLEASE. I WILL GIVE YOU $50.

husk: …UGH fucking fine

speaking of cuddling, inez has in fact done so with angel. they love the chest fluff. honestly, inez has probably cuddled with EVERYONE in the hotel, except for alastor, because other than husk, inez is who most people go to vent to. they are just a very good listener.

they have been hit by approximately 13 different cars. the fact that they are not dead dead is a fucking miracle.

in their life inez was an editor for a big name author, as an attempt to boost their own writing career. unfortunately, their tendency to trip on benadryl to come up with their ideas was their achilles heel, being the thing that killed them.

inez is fascinated by nifty. they just think she is such a silly little creature that they are dedicated to trying to become besties with her.

like real deer, they are incredibly jumpy, and are easily shaken by loud noises. they freeze up when they get startled. because of this they wear sound proof headphones around the hotel, so that the antics of everyone else don’t keep them consistently frozen up. it also means that they are very soft spoken, as even their own voice startles them occasionally. (one time they accidentally dropped something while helping angel clean his room and of course that made them freeze in place. it was the first time angel had seen this happen, and he genuinely thought that they had died again) now this does have very sad implications when you take their relationship with val into consideration, but i’m choosing to keep this post lighthearted, so i won’t get into that

i regret to inform you form you that inez does in fact have four nipples, like real deer.

they have weekly meetings with vaggie to try and improve on their ability to stand up for themself. it is pretty much just a big roleplay session where vaggie pretends to be a Big Mean Guy, and inez tries to speak their mind. it’s kind of working! one time angel was admittedly being a bit of an asshole, sort of undermining inez’s struggles with val, and they WENT OFF ON HIM. they did profusely apologize afterwards for ‘being mean’ and angel had to be like “no, you’re right, stop that, i was being a cunt, always tell me when i’m being a cunt.”

they build legos with sir pentious. he’s like being creative and making his own shit, and inez is just following the instructions to make a big flower :]

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skyloftian-nutcase · 2 years

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Thoughts on the Fierce Deity

So the whole mystery of the Fierce Deity is fascinating, and it’s fun watching everyone’s interpretation of it. It seems like the most common one is that this is a powerful deity that is not to be trifled with, the mask is consumptive and dangerous, should not be used at all, etc.

But guys. What if the Fierce Deity is just some nice deity that’s known as “fierce” because of how fiercely he defends those he loves? But he’s actually just a softie? Kind of like any of the other Links? Or he’s really sociable and loves hanging out with people?

Like what if Link puts on the mask and Fierce Deity is like “wow it’s been ages, I wonder how things have changed and what kind of music people listen to nowadays, and HOLY GODDESSES WHY IS THE MOON DROPPING K BRB GOTTA FIX THIS”

When FD sees Majora he’s like “Oh it’s you” and it turns out they had some dumb rivalry way back in the day but Majora’s completely bonkers and FD wasn’t, Majora got him cursed so they were both sealed away in masks and FD hates his guts.

And then once Majora is defeated FD is like “phew, sweet, so let’s enjoy this Clocktower Town place, these festivities look awesome—” but then he doesn’t get a chance because he realizes Link wants to take the mask off, so he kind of just sadly goes “ok…” and takes it off.

Fishing is his favorite pastime, so when Link is in the fishing hole FD’s mask is practically burning like “PLEASE PLEASE PLEEEEEEEASE JUST LET ME CATCH FISHIES FOR A WHILE IT’S BEEN AGES”

What if Time has the markings of the FD because the mask just kept whining like “Ok Link, but what if you just let me wander around for a bit and I can WOW DO YOU SEE THOSE PRETTY COLORS IT’S A FESTIVAL COME ON LINK LET’S CHECK IT OUT AND—” and Link is just like “I don’t do crowds” and FD is like “YEAH BUT I DO SO JUST PUT ME ON AND YOU CAN CHILL AND I’LL HAVE A BLAST” and it gets so bad and FD parties so hard and Link wakes up with so many hangovers and he finally calls it quits when he realizes FD’s markings are showing up on his face because he’s indulged the poor dude’s party habits for too long. So then he retires the mask and FD is very sad.

What if FD takes one look at Link and is like “Ok I’m adopting you” and so long as Link is carrying the mask FD is just, like, buzzing in his mind like “did you remember to wash behind your ears, did you brush your teeth this morning, LINK I AM TALKING TO YOU—” and Time just warns the others in the Chain that the FD mask can drive you insane because he drives Link nuts with all his nagging.

And then FD notices the other Links in the Chain and is just overwhelmed with Happy Dad Feelings and is like “LINK you’re a DAD, LOOK AT ALL THESE BABIES”

I bet FD would kick Dink’s butt so hard for what he did to Twilight. The mask is probably burning right now, but Time’s too distraught to notice.

(PS, Fierce Deity was absolutely bawling during Link’s wedding to Malon, which made it really difficult for Time to say his vows because he could barely hear himself think over FD’s sobs)

#linkeduniverse #linked universe #majora's mask link #mm link #lu time #fierce deity #hero of time #legend of zelda #fierce deity is way more fun when you think of him as a goofball or an overprotective parent #fierce dadity

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As always it's a delight to get to read your posts and meta, it's just as satisfactory and fun as it is watching the show. You're just awesome ❤️

You know after watching the last episode (and now that we know little bit more about Marisol) it made me feel really sorry for her, because I just know she'll be collateral damage while Eddie figures himself out and that's just so sad. And I wasn't really sure why those comments Eddie made about him/Marisol when they encountered Buck and Tommy at the restaurant and after having sex with her made me feel so uncomfortable, but then you pointed it out and I was like yeah that was kinda like locker room talk, Eddie was overcompensating here like trying to be a big macho man and that's why it felt so weird.

I'm baffled about Eddie's situation the most because I'm sure it's gonna be hell for him for a while since he will have to work through a lot of issues to finally be at peace with himself. And until stated otherwise my headcanon is the same as yours. I'm sure he is a gay repressed man (and not no get into the gay Eddie vs demisexual Eddie discourse but I'm sure he may be both) I grew up in a Mexican household, I was raised catholic and although I wasn't in the army my dad was and he raised me and my siblings with an iron fist. So Eddie's background/storyline has always hit too close to home for me. I'm just dreading all the issues he's going to have to face.

Which brings me to this. To show his coming out arc and make it into completion do you think they will have to show us more about his childhood and upbringing, not just having Eddie talking about it but to have scenes like we did with Buck's childhood?

And why do you think the scene about Buck apologizing to Eddie for hurting him at the basketball court had to happen off screen?

Btw thanks for always replying to my questions.

Hi there!!! No problem!!! You always have super interesting questions to ask, so I am always delighted to answer them!

We all know how Eddie feels about "performance". I just feel like why would Eddie feel like the performance stops once he's actually made it past the dating phase and into the relationship phase? Maybe the external pressure from others is off (none of his family or the firefam questioning him, etc) but in order to KEEP the relationship, it really would require MORE performing.

It's fascinating to me, because we don't see Eddie acting this way with Shannon. You could make some arguments that their relationship was pretty fractured from the get-go and we didn't really see their dating/"honeymoon" phase but even when they were ~slightly~ back together in season 2b, Eddie wasn't acting like that with Shannon. Even when they were sleeping together, he wasn't. The most he did was make a couple of cringe comments about his "dashing good looks" or something, but that was more poking fun at himself. Even when Eddie was telling Buck about how "sex complicates things" with Shannon, he wasn't out here smirking or making comments about how good it feels to finally get some after two years of (apparent) celibacy. Say what you want about their relationship, but at least Eddie respected Shannon enough as a person to not start speaking about her that way. Their relationship was far too serious for that.

With Ana, it was so incredibly hard to watch because even though the storyline ITSELF wasn't about sex, a lot of their scenes had that edge to it? Like the sex-scene fake out in season 4, "grade me on a curve", "you really like to see me dressed up" "and the other thing" it was so ODD and FORCED. At the time of s4/5 airing you could maybe chalk it up to Eddie overcorrecting since it's his first real relationship after Shannon, but then he goes and does the same thing with Marisol which now makes it a pattern.

Once it clicked in my brain that the reason his relationships with women feel so fake is that he is literally putting on a show of hyper-heterosexuality (idk if that's a real term or not but roll with me here) it all made sense. I think seeing him "in a relationship" with Marisol for real was the final puzzle piece to seal this deal for me.

His extreme performances with these women, combined with their purposeful lack of development into full characters, all points to the fact that none of these relationships are going to work out. Eddie is not going to be able to actually settle down with his "endgame" partner until he actually finds someone he can be his true, real self with and "doesn't have to pretend with them" ;)

Is it bad that I actually enjoyed getting to know Marisol a little? Putting aside the actress, Marisol, the character, is interesting, because we're actually getting to know her a little bit more, far more than we got to with Ana. But I find both of these love interests fascinating in one mutual way: the fact that they put up with Eddie. Like I think about other characters and if they would've been okay being treated by their partners the way Eddie treats his girlfriends and I'm like.....hell no!

Oddly enough the only person I could see putting up with it was Buck before he finally started realizing that he doesn't have to be in a relationship with someone just because they want him. Only someone who also has deep insecurities, abandonment issues, and a general lack of self-respect would put up with Eddie's BS to his girlfriends. That's not to say that Eddie's a horrible person or abuses his partners or anything, but it's basically indisputable that he does not ever put in any emotional work to actually create meaningful relationships with his girlfriends. So why were Ana and now Marisol, so willing to accept that?

Ana resisted the break-up even though she could feel Eddie's whole heart wasn't in it. She was willing to keep trying in a dead relationship just in the hopes that something would work out. The same goes for Marisol. Idk about you, but if I was in a relationship with a man for going on 4-6 months and he knew NOTHING about me? I'd feel unloved, uncared for, and unappreciated, and I'd LEAVE.

We know that Marisol was scared of Eddie rejecting her or fetishizing her and that's why she didn't tell him about the nun thing, and I understand her reasoning and fear there. But gworlie, what else do we know about you? Can Eddie name a single hobby you have outside of loving Jesus and DIYing houses? Does Eddie even know your last name? It really makes me think that Marisol is unfortunately the type to just let things like this slide in the hopes that some man will accept her, any man. Since they rarely do because of the nun thing. And boy, do I understand that feeling, but that's NOT real love. I bet you anything once we get to the Eddiemarisol breakup she's gonna be very similar to Ana in that she knew Eddie's heart wasn't fully in it, but she just didn't want to be alone again.

I think that like attracts like, and Eddie's clutching onto this relationship for the same reason Marisol's clutching onto this relationship: because it's easier than being alone and being judged for it.

This is a tangent but I also want to point out that one thing that Eddie found uncomfortable about Marisol being a nun was the fact that nuns used to be his teachers....but was Ana also not a teacher? Just because she wasn't a nun, doesn't mean she couldn't have also been in a position of power that Eddie could've found uncomfortable. I find it interesting that even though Marisol's not a teacher, the show found a way to connect her to teachers and therefore to Ana.

As for Eddie's coming out arc, while I don't think it's entirely a necessity to have flashbacks to how he grew up, I certainly think it would help a lot of people who can't read between the lines if they had some. I especially would like to see scenes of young him + Shannon. Maybe seeing how the pressure from his family and church led him to believe men have to be a certain way, potentially microaggressions about being lgbt that he might've seen from his family/church (I don't necessarily mean full-on homophobia but possibly like little ways in which he was shown that there was no other "acceptable" option from his church other than heterosexuality. I think seeing scenes of how he and Shannon got together could be enlightening too, how their community reacted to them getting pregnant, etc. I think all of this, combined with a mirrored storyline in the present (similar to Buck Begins) would really drive home the point the show is trying to make, especially if they can finally be overt about Eddie's queerness. BUT all of this can still be done present day without the need for flashbacks either. I just think it would be a way to make the storytelling more rich and to spell it out more obviously for the people in the back.

As for Buck apologizing to Eddie for the basketball scene...I would've liked to see it too, but at the end of the day, it's like Ryan said in his interview...Eddie was always going to forgive Buck because he loves him to his core, because he knew Buck didn't come at it from a place of truly wanting to hurt Eddie. All of it was a manifestation of Buck's own issues, and by this point (especially after the lawsuit arc and the deadbrother arc) Eddie is aware of that. We did see plenty of scenes where Buck was scolded and demonstrated he was aware his actions were shitty, and Eddie probably assumed that letting Buck stew in his own guilt was atonement enough. And so I think likely the writers felt that in the end, the sentiment got across. Separately--given all the switcheroo stuff that happened with 7x04 and 7x05, I wouldn't be surprised if there WAS an apology scene and it got cut for time.

#911 abc #speculation #eddie diaz #eddiemarisol

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morkofday · 1 year

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Pick Your Vice Versa Outfit ↳ Puen Pranon Edition

My Top 10 Puen Outfits for @stormyoceans [x] layout insp. [x]

+ bonus:

(some thoughts under the cut!)

am mostly writing these rambles for you monica, so i hope you’re looking over here. i was supposed to make this into a simple text post with a couple of screenshots but well, this happened instead. i hope you like it :’D

TOP 10 Puen Outifts explained:

10. Home Alone an all-black slacks and dress shirt + gray jacket -combo. i am obsessed with how puen looks in all-black here, especially when he takes the jacket off. he just looks So Good. i can almost ignore the pain and heartbreak. i can almost forget that talay is not there with him. tbh am questioning why he needs to wear something so sexy when he’s missing, yearning, longing, grieving, lamenting.

9. Kannes Film Festival suit a green-brown striped suit with a black shirt under it. out of all the suits puen wears during his time in the other universe, i like this one the most. i also like the one he wears to their first movie premiere (the gray gradient is cool) plus the magenta suit he wears to the wedding, but i do not like his white slacks. tbh in that wedding, talay outshines him so i had to leave that one out. this one however comes with the most fashionable friendgroup, a beautiful bf (in navy blue), and a chest pin i find fascinating. am so sad we see so little of it.

8. The Yellow Jacket a simple jeans + a sleeveless shirt -combo with a light yellow jeans jacket. from my favorite episode, from one of my favorite scenes. i love the soft yellow on puen and how it makes him light up. he absolutely beams when they’re filming the interview video and he gets to tell talay how much it means to him that they got to meet. the outfit also seems to make him extra playful and i love it. a big minus is that this outfit is the one puen wears when we last get to see joob.

7. All denim an all denim outfit with matching jeans and a jeans jacket + a one colored shirt under it. puen wearing denim on denim makes me go wild. every time i see this outfit i just drool a bit bc he looks so fine. what a man. i think he should wear all denim more often, mix it with all the shirts he owns, maybe get a couple of color variations; a faded blue, a darker blue, maybe an all-white one... the options are infinite.

6. The Green Shirt a simple dark green long sleeved shirt and dark jeans. nothing special really but i love how the shirt looks on puen. it shows off his body and arms, makes him look fashionable but super cozy. his hair looks darker and the outfit comes with a plant! also am just very fond of the “love confession” puen makes in this shirt and the satisfied smile he gives when talay ends up looking at him with his mouth open. i support my menace of a man in all of his chaotic life choices.

5. Moonchild a combination of black pants, a dark blue shirt, and a gradient black & white jeans jacket. the jacket here is truly a legend. i love it so much. but the outfit also works so well without the jacket, and i think that makes it even better?? two outfits in one! so handy. puen looks sinful in the plain blue shirt, and with the jacket on, just very cuddly. one hug is all i ask for, dear sir.

4. The Suspenders black slacks with a simple white dress shirt and suspenders. someone really said here, “we’re going to introduce puen in the first part of the first ep and leave the whole audience reeling” and got away with it. they really had to give puen the most glorious five minutes of his life and i think i am still somewhere in the ditch bc of it. this outfit has everything; it looks snazzy, his waist is snatched, hair is styled, tits are out. it comes with the smirk of a pleased cat and the fond look he gives to talay’s antics, truly the best thing ever.

3. First date dark jeans and a simple, v-necked red t-shirt. puen owns three variations of this same red shirt for all the big events of his own love life: the first date, falling in love in the glass house, and the big realization after the bucket hat. each shirt has different length sleeves: t-shirt, long, and sleeveless. my favorite is the first date outfit with a simple red t-shirt bc i get to see all of puen. there’s so much leg and the characteristic hand-on-cocked-waist -lean. i love the flirtiness. less is really more with this guy.

2. Reunion tastes sweet light blue jeans and a sleeveless, light gray-brown top. it’s really a tie between this sleeveless shirt and the orange one that comes later but am obsessed with this episode so. also i love, love, love the scene where they’re sitting on the stairs bc puen’s hair looks like that. he looks so cool and pretty and cute, and then makes me so sad bc am so soft for him. someone really decided to put all the comfort in this one man and then dress him like this and yeah, i really get it talay, i also would count every minute without him.

1. Drunken night out a dark blue button-up with black jeans. tbh the biggest reason i even wanted to make this list was this outfit bc how could you not mention it?? my absolute favorite outfit on puen hands down. the blue denim shirt! the skin tight jeans! the goofy smile and drunken stumble! the soft hair! gosh he looks so good but is also such a baby. i don’t want to talk about him sprawling on the stairs like that bc i have a reputation to keep. bonus points for the snacks bc puen gets to enjoy too little of those! and gosh don’t even get me started on those puppy eyes, my heart is melting.

Bonus: Homecoming pajamas a set of light blue-gray pajamas, didn’t include this one to the list itself bc pajamas don’t count as proper clothing right? but god, i never really thought about what puen wears when he sleeps so i remember just squealing when i saw him like this. he’s so soft! so baby!! idk how talay isn’t just instantly cuddling the heck out of him. he looks so huggable it makes my hands itch. and he’s so happy like this! i bet he never wants to change out of his pajamas again.

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nikosamaki · 2 years

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Part1: What’s your reaction when you see them getting changed? In their normal body, not in their Demon form

{Time for getting a bit naughty 😉…. Or MORE!}

Part 2

Lucifer:

Bloody Hell! He’s tooooooo much HANDSOME for these worlds –his MUSCLES are gorgeous! You just want to bite them…*Evil laugh* (I don’t guarantee that you’ll be alive after that). But you can see some wounds on him –one pair of them are on his back and they’re associated to when he lost his wings in The War… (Always when you see them, your heart aches and say: ”That was cruel”) and the others are trivial against those- but they don’t matter for him, anymore (That’s not true… If you remember he NEVER let his skin to be showed, even when he wears SWIMSUIT :/// So, he doesn’t like to everyone see them –but baby, you’re special; because you ARE SEEING them, NOW!!)

His skin is a little bit pale –A BIT… Ok? I don’t mean like Sebastian from Black Butler. I meant his skin is lighter than normal.

Mammon:

Man…You cannot stop watching his body, FASCINATING! –of course he IS, because he’s a SUPER MODEL (Didn’t expect that?)- but he’s a bit skinny -with muscles but not that much muscular like Lucifer and Beel. Also he has some wounds –like Lucifer, but not that much enormous- on his abs, back and shoulders –related to The War. In addition, he really doesn’t CARE about them; actually I guess he proud of them (Don’t know why it feels like this)

As you saw, he has tanned skin –the only brother who is tanned.

Levi:

I know you don’t believe he has SIX PACKS, because he’s an otaku or a couch potato (I REALLY didn’t mean anything 🙏🏻); but GOD DAMN him… Just imagine he’s lying in his bath and you… Dammnnnnnnnnnnn, Why am I thinking about it??? (I just leave it to your BEAUTIFUL & WILD imaginations). Just like Mam and Luci (I got tired to write their full names), has wounds but not on his shoulders.

His skin is normal –eggnog color (I don’t know what we call it🤣)

Satan:

Just MEOWwwwwwwwwwww….

Ugh. I don’t have anything to say for Satan –he’s like Levi or more muscular-; just he doesn’t have ANY WOUND on his body –you know why, right? (If you need explanation, just comment and I’ll explain in the next post)- but he has some scratches on his hands, because of CATS.

Also his skin is same as Levi – only Luci and Mam have different skins.

Asmo:

Well, first of all; he is NOT muscular at all and doesn’t have six packs

(I know he has it in the ANIME, but having six packs does NOT suit him :/ Don’t kill me😅) –he’s well built -but not in muscularity way. He has very small wounds on his arms but aren’t much visible –he took a lot care of them to make them disappear.

His skin is very shiny and is normal.

Beel:

Oh GOD… Ohhhh MAN, he’s too much fucking HOT and MUSCULAR –even more than Luci!! He does a lot of exercises every single day. Just look at his ARMS, ABS and PASS OUT! (He IS NOT for this world)– you just wish to hug him and sink into his arms or…(Your imaginations, BABY… I can see you have VERY NAUGHTY thoughts 😈). About wounds, he has a lot on his body –like Luci-, because he was –and is- the strongest one and always in wars to help others (He was like a SHIELD for them… That’s SAD)

He has the same skin just like the others –except Luci and Mam.

Belphe:

About his body condition, he’s like Asmo but more muscular –something like Satan but less than him- and unlike Asmo, he maybe do more exercises – thanks to Beel (But dear, don’t expect a lot from him. After all, he’s avatar of SLOTH).

His skin is as same as Beel.

Diavolo:

Well… I have NOTHING to say! I said everything above and there are similar in most of subjects :/

He’s like Beel but I guess stronger more than him!!! –imagine a BIG MONSTER. (But don’t forget that Dia, Luci and Beel are BIG guys among them… Which it means SEXY THOUGHTS *Too much Evil laugh* -I HAVE DIRTY mind, …

Barbatos:

His body is stronger than Satan and less than Luci. Don’t worry, he HAS six packs and muscular body –he’s the butler of the future king, so he must have that body. Unfortunately he doesn’t show his GORGEOUS ABS or more… That’s so MEAN of him.

His skin is like Levi and Luci –but not as same as Luci, a bit darker.

This life is too much CRUEL and UNFAIR, because they all are SEXY, GORGEOUS and I can't touch them or.....

I JUST WANT TO DIE

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aurora-starwars · 1 year

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Love That Could Have Been

Pairing: Loki x fem!reader, Sylvie x fem!reader?

Summary: Loki and Sylvie talk about reader on the train

Word Count: 1.3k

Warning: Sad? Reader is just talked about, not present, mostly just angst

A/N: Wrote this a while ago, here you go!

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“What about you? Any Princesses? Or perhaps, princes?”

“A little bit of both.” Loki responded, eyebrows furrowed, looking to be deep in thought, seeming with mournful eyes.

Sylvie looked at Loki with a curious gaze, trying to figure out what the variant was thinking. She waited a moment before choosing to change the subject, but before she could open her mouth, she was cut off.

“Well… There was someone..” He mumbled, full of uncertainty and regret.

“Who?” Sylvie gently asked, not wanting to push.

Loki observed how Sylvie tilted her head trying to show her curiosity. He noticed a look in her eyes, a look of hope, love, and… Recognition? He wasn’t sure… Did she know who he was talking about?

“She- She was my everything.”

Something flickered in Sylvie’s eyes as he said that. Her head whipped up so fast he thought she might get whiplash and her eyes went wide, begging him to continue. After a moment of silence due to Loki’s surprise, Sylvie started, eyes pleading him to elaborate.

“She?” Sylvie offered.

“Yeah, She. She was the best thing I had.” He paused and looked at Sylvie, who looked down, reminiscing of something. Her eyes soft, which was new to him considering how she wouldn’t even trust him to stay on guard while she slept.

Now Loki was curious; what or who was she thinking of? Loki continued after receiving an eager nod from Sylvie, beckoning him to keep going.

“She was always there. Always on my side. Other than my mother, and I suppose my brother, she was the only one to truly love me, for me. There were three people in this world, or I guess timeline,”

Sylvie nodded at his recognition.

“that actually loved me. And she loved me the most. Even when she was not there, I felt loved.”

Loki looked up with happy, lovesick eyes and smiled before his expression dropped.

Sylvie had a look of sympathy in her eyes, like she understood; and maybe she did.

“She was an girl from another realm, a princess actually.”

At this Sylvie’s head shot up from looking at the wooden table with wide eyes. If she wasn’t already listening, she was now.

“I knew her ever since we were young. You see, since she was princess, she would often come on Royal business with her mother. So, when both of us weren’t needed we would go off on our own. Even then I had a fascination for her.” Loki boasted.

Sylvie and Loki both smiled at the thought of her.

“And her name was-“

“[Name].” Sylvie sighed, cutting him off. A saddened look plastered upon her pale face. Shock rippled through Loki as she finished his sentence.

“[Name]- Yeah- Wait, hang on. How do you know [Name]?”

Loki asked adamantly, unbelieving that Sylvie, a runaway Loki variant, knew the love of his life.

“Believe it or not, I am still a Loki variant. I knew [Name]. She used to come to Asgard when I was little too. We used to so much together. I often asked for her to stay over and we would have sleepovers…”

Sylvie said, mumbling the last sentence.

Crossing her arms and resting them on the table, she smiled at the table before sighing. Her eyes darting around as if to not keep eye contact. The comfort she once had seemingly left her body; like a criminal leaving a crime site.

Loki was gazing at the table, the corners of his lips quirked upward softly. His chest rose and fell in a calm and steady rhythm, like he was at peace just thinking about the princess.

“I… I asked her to marry me.”

Loki said slowly, eyes flickering between Sylvie and the table. Sylvie gently rested her head on the table over her crossed arms. Sylvie brought her eyes to meet Loki’s, nodding slowly, letting him know to continue.

“She was on Asgard and we had been together for a few years by then…”

Loki let a long breath and softy smiled.

“She had just been talking with Thor regarding Asgard’s allies and I asked if I could pull her away for a moment,”

Loki paused, sighing before continuing.

“When Thor agreed, I took her to the garden. There was just the most beautiful flowers there, it was perfect. She…She looked curious and ever so slightly concerned. She- She really cares about me.”

Loki said smiling, whispering the last part softy, like a well kept secret.

“I told her that she was the best thing that ever happened to me, and that ever since I was young, she was always there for me.”

Sylvie smiled softly, and nodded gently, as a sign she was listening.

“I got down on one knee and pulled out this beautiful gold ring that held an emerald. She looked at me like I was pranking her, but none-the-less, she had tears swelling in her eyes. I said ‘[Name], you have cause me the most joy I have ever had and I hope I can cause you that much joy, forever more…Will you marry me?’” Loki finished.

Sylvie watched Loki closely, waiting for [Name]’s answer.

“Well?” Loki looked at Sylvie and chuckled softly.

“Well… She didn’t believe me at first…” Loki chuckled, a look of fondness in his eyes.

“I don’t blame her,” He continued.

“I am the God of Mischief. After she looked at me like I was pranking her, she pulled me up and kissed me. Saying how if I were lying that she wouldn’t talk to me for a month.” Loki said, chuckling again.

“I said that I would never joke about this. And instantly she said, ‘yes’.” Loki said, beaming at Sylvie

Sylvie smiled back at him, her smile not quite reaching her eyes.

Loki noticed this, tilting his head slightly, he asked, “What’s wrong?”

Sylvie avoided his watchful eye, finding the table in front of her suddenly very interesting.

“Did… Did you… Did you marry her?” Sylvie asked softly,-which was very out of character for her- eyes full of hope and longing.

Loki looked down at the table, the smile once on his face had fallen.

“Yes, I did but…” Loki sighed.

“But?” Sylvie offered again.

“But about two weeks after the wedding, is when Thor was to be crowned king. That’s when my jealousy got the best of me. And when I let the Frost Giants in Asgard.” Loki finished, eyes drowning in regret.

Sylvie opened her mouth like she was going to say something but quickly closed it, deciding against it.

“Shortly after is when I faked my death. I haven’t seen her since.” Loki added, letting out a deep breath, head lowering.

“What happened?” Sylvie asked carefully, leaning closer to make sure she hears everything.

“My nexus event was me escaping with the tesseract during the alien attack on New York.” Loki explained slowly.

“I was supposed to go back to Asgard with Thor. My mother was too die and I was to be in a prison cell. I was to be aloud out to help Thor’s Midgard girl, where I faked my death again. I took on the role of Odin and [Name]was always by my side.” He said smiling.

“I was to meet my sister, Hela, with Thor and help fight her, trying to protect Asgard and [Name].”

Sylvie looked at the table once again, and sighed.

“It looks like happy endings with [Name] are just not in the cards for us.”

“I guess not.” Loki replied dejectedly.

The two were silent for a while after, both reflecting on the choices in their lives. And how in the galaxy did it come to this, being on the run from the TVA for ‘straying’ from their predetermined timelines.

And why could they not be happy.

A/N: Another fic just in my drafts, need to let them out and fly! Hope you like it!

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