#but i just wish some other characters could have shared in that spotlight a bit more

[failing-to-write-again]

Baby Photos Part 2!

Part 1

Since the lovely asker @lilithram did say to pick between Sakamaki baby photos or reader baby photos, I chose both. While the previous part was less overall fluff and more early relationship I decided to make this one closer to an established relationship. I’m a bit nervous about making the boys ooc so any feedback on parts that are good and in character or those less in character would help me work to tailor my writing.

I worked under the ages proposed by @diabolik-shu-lover from this post.

Shu Sakamaki

Visiting le château de Heinz wasn’t your ideal vacation spot if you were to be completely honest. Unfortunately a major downside to dating a crown prince is how business minded people are going to be about your relationship. Shu had delayed taking you here, sharing his wish to live a more ordinary life until his accession, and even then he still wanted to have a more “normal” relationship. So far your little trip had consisted of a dinner with Shu and his father where he quizzed you on your life, followed by two days of loneliness where Shu was kept away by business of some kind with his father. 

Waking up to day 3 of being alone you elected to at least try to find some evidence of Shu’s childhood you could tease him on. There had to be some silly sailor uniform or ruffled collar from when he was a small Victorian lad. Wandering the halls the castle was a thousand times creepier than the Sakamaki manor had ever been, especially when you were left without a lazy vampire keeping an eye on you. Karl Heinz had requested that his sons not kill you but that was before you began dating the son most likely to be forced into some arranged marriage. It didn’t help that the staff weren’t hidden familiars, they were standing in every room just looking… creepy.

Eventually your exploration landed you in a gallery, paintings decorated the hall with spotlights above each painting. Many seemed very old and depicted pretty women in the castle gardens at night. One of these paintings had a woman you were convinced was Shu and Reiji’s mother. She was under a gazebo in a red dress staring lovingly at someone standing somewhere behind the painting. 

“This must’ve been back when they were all in love before Cordelia.” You mumbled to yourself, turning away and continuing down the hall. You found some more imposing portraits of men, a few being Karl Heinz himself, and some more general landscape paintings. 

After nearly 2 hours of this you found a new hall of all six Sakamaki sons in a series of paintings, VICTORY. It’s always a bit weird when you get obvious reminders of your boyfriend being 387 years old even though he looks like a 19 year old. Seeing paintings of him in severely dated clothes and poses was just bizarre, snapping a picture of him in a wig from the Georgian period was a good form of pay back for his abandonment of you these past few days. There was one painting of him unlike all the others, he looked roughly 3 or 4 and was sat in his mother’s lap with a silver rattled as he peered down at a bundle in Karl Heinz’s lap, the raven coloured hair giving it away as Reiji. He looked so curious and his father looked so happy. He was cute, with blonde curlier locks and a big round face, he looked like any modern day child meeting their younger sibling. Seeing him with eyes so awake and full of life, and no animosity between the two oldest sons of Karl Heinz.

“She kept scolding me for not sitting still.”

Shouting in shock as you turn to see your MIA boyfriend with a shit eating grin on his face at your reaction.

“What’s with that face woman, girlfriend’s are meant to be happy when they see their boyfriend’s not scream like a banshee.” Teasing you as he stepped closer, moving his hands to sit comfortably at your waist. In response you let your head fall with a thud into his chest, wrapping your arm around his back.

“Well boyfriend’s aren’t meant to tell their girlfriend’s they’re going on vacation to then vanish off for days. We never get time together in the manor without your brothers hanging around and now your dad is keeping you busier than you’ve ever been.”

Sighing, Shu buried his nose in your hair  wrapping one arm around your shoulder and another around your lower back huddling you close. “I’m sorry. That guy wouldn’t stop talking about all this protocol and other crap about properly introducing you as my chosen queen. He wanted to rush everything.”

Pulling back just enough to look up eyes wide at what he was saying. Queen, you a queen? Not to mention having to meet more creepy vampires. Sensing some of your unease, Shu smiled.

“Relax, I managed to get him to agree to a much slower schedule, you won’t be rushed off to a ball anytime soon. For now the worst of it will be seeing some property we own and meeting his close advisory staff and my other’s old staff. After I have you to myself for another few months we’re going to graduate first.”

Letting out a sigh of relief you lay your head against his shoulder, staring back up at the painting. “As a kid you were pretty cute Shu.”

“Not as cute as you as a mini ballerina,” he shot back, absentmindedly rubbing little circles against your back as he also stared at the portrait.

“If I do end up as Queen you’re not allowed to marry anyone else, I refuse to deal with the whole situation with your mothers. And you can’t ever let our kids have such a poor relationship like you and Reiji.”

“Not if, when, princess and don’t work yourself up over stupid things. You’re mine, I'm not letting some woman try to take me away ever. Seriously such bothersome thinking.”

Leaning down he gently kissed you, as if you were so delicate and precious. Looking up at blue eyes finally looking awake and closer to that childhood Shu then he had in centuries.

Reiji Sakamaki

“The box I’m looking for is about as big as an envelope, and has a leather strap holding it shut. Let me know if you spot it.”

“Alright, anywhere you’d prefer I don’t look. I don’t want to run into some secret Laito porn stash up here.”

You hear Reiji chuckle at that. “Laito doesn’t come up here, too many spiders. I do not care where you go, we are partners, we agreed no secrets right.”

That made you smile, your relationship with Reiji was the fruit of a long journey of trying to reach an understanding. For a while you were both not fully able to understand each other, and while no relationship is perfect, especially yours, hiccups that would’ve caused serious arguments before were now easier to settle over tea. It felt good to feel like a respected partner.

Looking through the attic for this mystery box was a good time to find mementos to learn more about Reiji. Looking through older books and boxes of clothes or unused houseware most of the items in this portion of the attic seemed unimportant. Reiji focused his search on the opposite side of the room where the ceiling was higher, you were shorter than the 6ft man so were less uncomfortable searching where the roof sloped down. A small dusty window allowed some of the early morning light to stream in. Reiji had begun waking later during holidays to allow you both to have a day that had more sunlight for you. He claimed it was to reduce risk of seasonal depression or vitamin D deficiency, with the added benefit of allowing you both to go to museums and other date locations. Waking at 12am gave you the opportunity to see sunrises daily, and if you were honest the view of your boyfriend in the hazy early morning glow was always a welcome sight. 

“You’re staring.” 

“I see nothing wrong with admiring my boyfriend”

He let a smile sigh pass his lips as he smiled, shaking his head. Looking back down at the stack of cardboard boxes he was rifling through. You pull your eyes away and back to the room around you, you spot something sticking out behind a shelf. Pulling it out you find a handful of photos and a small box. The photos were black and white, Daguerreotypes, on metal sheets. The images showed a younger Reiji taking what looked like test photos. Some were of him, slightly blurred from incorrect technique, others of items. The last photo was much clearer and was of Reiji sitting in a chair with a book in his lap. He must’ve gotten a familiar to take the photo. 

“Hey Reiji can I take these down? I don’t know how to store such photos though.”

Looking up Reiji walked over, taking the photos from you to look through. He picked up a box placing them inside before handing them to you,

“I will have the familiars store them properly and make scans so you can have more stable prints of them. If you wish to have images of me to display however, I would prefer you take more modern photos with both of us.”

Smiling down at the box of photos, Reiji spoke again.

“Smiling over such trivial things as a few photos, you should be harder to please.”

“You’re probably the first man to ever say that Reiji, besides it’s nice to have childhood photos of each other. I only have my locket but what happens when your children ask to see what you looked like as a child?”

“Our children will have plenty of paintings of me to see at my father’s castle, and if we are so lucky your only response will be that they look exactly as you did as a child.” Adjusting his glasses Reiji knelt down and picked up the box you had also pulled out with the photos. Meanwhile as his words set in your face flushed slightly.

“Our children…Reiji you shouldn’t say that stuff so casually. Besides, why would you want them to look like me? I'm human.”

That was not a response he liked, gently lifting your chin with his thumb and pointer finger Reiji looked you in the eye as he spoke. “Our children should be as pretty or handsome as their mother. I’m insulted you think, after all we’ve been through, I have not grown out of the belief that blood is a final decider in terms of superiority. You are superior, you are who I want, you alone are my partner and equal so strong as to be able to hold my heart in your hands. Am I clear?”

Your blush darkens as Reiji flusters you further, you can only nod your head in response to such strong compliments said so earnestly. Smiling Reiji’s thumb gently swiped over your bottom lip before leaning in to kiss you. Reiji always kisses you with the aim to convey all of his feelings for you, as if you will never be able to kiss him again. Moving in tandem you ended up leaning against a shelf with Reiji’s arm pinning you there, your arms holding onto his collar to prevent him pulling away too soon. 

Unfortunately, Reiji has to ensure you take in air so moves back. Opening the box, he removes a key, turning it over in his hands.

“This key is to my father’s laboratory here, he used it when he was visiting us as children. I sealed it off years ago and elected to use my room for my experiments. However, due to the chemicals it is not safe for you to sleep there so they must be moved.” 

“What’s wrong with my room?”

“It is a guest room, I’m not going to sleep every night in a guest bedroom in my own home. No, my room must be altered to fit its needs and to do so I shall reclaim the laboratory as my own to allow you to rest safely.”

All you could do is follow along as Reiji began to return back downstairs, gazing down at the box of pictures. Looking at the sad younger Reiji you couldn’t help but compare him to the cool, confident man he had become.

Ayato Sakamaki

Ayato had demanded you meet him in the garden of the castle that evening, something about having something special to show you. You weren’t sure what to expect really, surprises with Ayato were often either very nice or sweet but messy failures. Breakfast in bed when you’ve never cooked before was a bad idea in hindsight, even he had to admit. Still as the night started to fade into dawn you made your way to the gardens, examining the sights around you as you went. 

The father of the Sakamaki’s had summoned them to return for some festival of sorts. Ayato had been vague in describing it, rather unhappy to be returning. It seemed like some carnival was being set up, you hoped it was a carnival anyway. As you ponder the pros of encouraging Ayato’s competitiveness to win you stuffed toys you eventually reach the garden. Opening the glass doors you see Ayato sitting on a blanket, under the stone gazebo and some candles lit around. He had a few plates of your favourite deserts around as well as takoyaki. He grinned as you approached, arms crossed and pride beaming from his face.

“I set this all up, yours truly is the best boyfriend ever, and I have a present for you.” Pulling out a box with a bow stuck on the lid, he gestured for you to open it. You sat down cross legged, opening the box to reveal a collection of photos. 

Lifting some out you realise these were the photos Ayato had burnt after he had first met you, before you had started dating. They looked untouched. Ayato, not trusting your silence, began to speak again.

“Ore-sama got the familiars to find copies and I had those losers in the tech club at school print them. They couldn't say no to yours truly. Do you like it?”

“Why did you do all this, you threw them into the fire.” Ayato blushed before looking away, a hand on his neck.

“I…felt…bad about making you cry like that. It’s only fun when you cry from my bites, not over that stuff.” 

Your sniffling brought his attention back to you, panic spreading across his face. Pulling you into his lap and holding you close as his brain froze trying to find the best course of action. Your hands rising up to hold his cheeks as you attempted to calm down, a smile on your face.

“It’s ok, they’re happy tears. I’m happy Ayato.”

“Are you sure, don’t lie to yours truly.”

“I’m not, I swear! Thank you Ayato, these photos are important to me.”

Sighing in relief, Ayato leant back letting his head thunk against one of the gazebo pillars. 

“Damn it, you’re not meant to cry when Ore-sama gives you gifts.”

Running his fingers along your back. You began rifling through some of the photos noticing some new additions to the collection. There, between the photos of a younger you were pictures of you and Ayato on various dates. You, completely unaware of the camera while Ayato was looking and seemingly taking each photo. There was also one picture of a painting, it was of three boys with the child on the left resembling a much younger version of your boyfriend. 

“I didn’t know you had any childhood photos of Ayato.”

“It’s the only one, you can’t have a collection of photos without one of yours truly to admire.”

Giggling you sit back leaning against his chest while you both began to enjoy your picnic and company. 

Laito Sakamaki

You were currently facing a big problem, for some reason the 2nd year history department had decided to assign a project discussing your family history…in detail. So you were currently stressed out of your mind trying to figure out how to worm your way out of this one. Laito was covered, his family history well laid out as a royal and all of his ancestors having false human lives, it basically wrote itself. Yet here you were unable to write anything. It’s not that you were necessarily ashamed of your orphan status, and your close companions now also ‘brides’ of the Sakamaki’s were virtually sisters and you could maybe write about them. But people always got weird about orphans, and while you weren’t ashamed to be one by any means, being Laito’s girlfriend let alone a Sakamaki girlfriend involved gossip, it came with the territory. Extra rich boys in a school full of rich kids would always mean they were an aim for many girls and their parents alike, let alone Laito’s colourful past meaning he’d slept with basically any 2nd year heiress he could say a word to. All of them convinced they’d be the one to make him want to stay, and all of them feeling the same disappointment or satisfaction when one failed. Then in comes a girl under a sponsorship by said extra rich kid’s father who then ends up dating each of them effectively removing them from the market, and meaning every single girl, generally all conventionally very attractive and whom most men would gladly keep as girlfriend, being ‘beaten’ as they saw it by someone with no assets. 

So to put a long story short, while you weren't super torn up about not having an easy to explain family tree, you weren’t ready to deal with everyone’s response to that little tidbit. All of this led you to now, sitting with Laito as he brushed your hair listening to your predicament.

“Like whatever about the teacher getting weird, I’ll gladly take the free pass to ask for extra stuff. But you really made everything difficult. I can handle snide remarks from Hana, Aoi, and Emiko; they're mostly harmless. Yet, if they get it in their heads that I don’t have parents to cause any issues they might get worse.” You stopped to pick up some popcorn, holding your arm backwards to give Laito some. He took the opportunity to lick your fingers, snickering as you pulled your hand back, wiping it on your jeans. 

“Don’t be nasty, I'm having a serious talk. I just… some of the 1st year girls were horrid to Subaru’s girlfriend just for finding out she had been at a boarding school. They cornered her in the bathroom and stuck gum in her hair. Gum! Like yeah me and the girls tore them a new one but…gum!”

Humming thoughtfully, Laito placed down the brush switching to running his fingers through your hair. He moved to rest his head on your shoulder, letting a comfortable silence sit over you while he thought of what to say.

“If you want, I can get you a family tree in full detail”

“How would you even do that, if you just make people up and anyone finds out then it's worse.”

“We could always make one~”

A pillow to the face shut that idea down, laughing as he fell backwards against the cushions while you were glaring at him.

“Be serious! What am I meant to do?”

Sitting back up, Laito took your hand pulling you up.

“Follow me.”

Walking through the manor, Laito took you to a less well maintained wing. Cobwebs littered the hallway and the wallpaper was peeling slightly in patches, there weren't any electrical lights either, only wall sconces with candles Laito lit as you walked by. Laito was silent for most of the journey, only giving a hand squeeze of reassurance whenever you caught his eye. You weren’t sure if the squeeze he gave passing a portrait of Cordelia was to reassure you or him, whenever you even heard of that woman it sent shivers down your spine.

Paintings became more common the further you walked, most were of adults with a vague similarity to Laito and his brothers, others were portraits of women in beautiful dresses with a characteristic pale visage. Finally stopping in front of a picture of three young boys with a signature red and purple haired look.

“This is the only painting or picture of me and any of my brothers together. Me and the other triplets don't argue as much as Shu and Reiji but we aren’t close,” he turned, taking your hands in his. “You have sisters, actual sisters who you have stories and pictures with. Anyone who disagrees, I will handle.” 

“Gum in my hair Laito. It’s not a good look.” Laito sighs, pulling you close before you hear him mutter.

“Theirs will look worse when I cut it all off.”

Kanato Sakamaki

“Dolly, why are you in here?”

Turning to greet Kanato from where you sat in the quiet wing of the Sakamaki manor, placing your sketchbook back down beside you and making room for your boyfriend to sit nearby.

“I come here to sketch the portraits since I can’t get a good wifi connection to look up references. I really like this painting, it’s of you right?” 

Kanato sat down looking up at the painting then to your sketch. It was different to the painting in many ways, the main difference being that it was a younger him alone with teddy. You had changed his posing too slightly to make him look less nervous. He was pinching his fingertips though, a sign he was uncomfortable that he picked up from the exercises he had copied you doing to help regulation. You could see he was struggling to find his wording. Scooting closer you placed a gentle hand on his shoulder to reassure him you cared and were listening. 

“It’s pretty, but dolly I don’t like you being here.”

“Why Kanato? It’s nice here, nobody comes here to interrupt or be loud and there's all these pretty paintings. What’s wrong?” Continuing to play with his fingers, he moves closer to you turning to face you straight on.

“This is where…her room used to be. We have to leave me and Teddy hate it here.” Immediately you were filled with questions. While you knew Kanato, Ayato, and Laito killed their mother and have mixed feelings towards her, you had never seen Kanato spooked. It did explain why this area was not well maintained. You had to bring a brush with you during your first visits to the wing to remove some of the largest cobwebs and first from your seat. However, you had to admit that with the newfound knowledge that these halls were where your boyfriend had been tormented by his own mother for centuries it changed the atmosphere. Suddenly the quiet was now tense, the weathered appearance of the halls becoming creepy signs of lifetimes long since passed. 

So you went along with Kanato’s instruction, returning to the more familiar manor where Reiji had familiars ensuring everything was organised and dustless. Following behind while mulling over the best way to approach this particular conversation. He led you to his room, sitting on his bed with your sketchbook and flipping through it. Pacing the path from his bedside locker to his balcony doors slowly, Kanato watched you. Around your fifth lap he gently grabbed your forearm guiding you to sit next to him, playing with the pages of your sketchbook. He turned to one of your favourites, you had drawn Kanato sitting in front of a backdrop of rose bushes. A small smile on his lips and a glint of childish glee in his eyes.

“I’m hanging this one up.”

“That one isn’t fully vanished, it's only a sketch.”

“But I like it, so it’s finished and I want it on my wall. And I want a matching one of you to go beside it.”

Sighing in acceptance you took his hand winding your fingers with his. It was probably better to shelf some questions anyway, while you were well past the stage of Kanato stabbing you with a fork for too many questions it was still not always easy to bring up sensitive topics. 

Subaru Sakamaki

“Oi, idiot the car is outside. Are you ready to go or what?”

Grabbing your earrings and standing, you began walking over to your boyfriend in a new sundress and short heels for a lunch meeting with Christa at some new vampire restaurant she had taken a liking to. In the years following yours and Subaru’s relationship, both of you had begun to put work into  helping both Subaru and his mother move forwards in their lives and reducing the impact their past traumas had on them. It was a slow and difficult progress with what felt like 100 steps back after every step forward but Christa had reached the point where her good days outnumbered her bad ones with the help of a team of specialists and patience. 

Within the last half a year Christa had begun to travel short distances from her home, a fairly new cottage Subaru had built her close to the manor after we graduated from Ryoutei Academy. Today’s trip was to a cafe she had been to numerous times with her trusted hand maids, so it was an obvious choice for the first excursion you and Subaru were joining in on. On Subaru’s part you had nothing but admiration and pride for the strides he had taken, he still had periods of self doubt often linked to birthdays and when his father was involved. However, such episodes were short and he had grown into more healthy responses to these thoughts, that still didn’t reduce his worries when interacting with his mother in environments that could trigger an episode. It took reassurances from Christa and her therapist to show that there was a set of precautions to ensure her safety before he agreed to this lunch. 

That brought you to today, where your boyfriend adjusted the collar of his pale grey shirt and looked at you with eyes that clearly showed his trepidation about this trip. Looping your arm around his as you made your way to the car you offered reassurance.

“She’s been looking forward to this lunch, she goes there every week at this point it's basically the same as when we have dinner with her.”

“The first time we had dinner with her she started screaming at your halfway through thinking you were a thief, before she tried to cut your hair off.”

“That’s not a fair comparison and you know it. Christa has found medicines that work and worked with Dr. Estelle for years now.”

“You know she  wants you to call her mum.”

“She’ll be mum when you get on the ring choosing we both agreed last time at dinner remember. She even offered to help you plan everything.”

Grunting, he looked away squeezing your arm while opening the passenger side door of his porsche. The ride was mostly quiet with you running your shared spotify playlist with Subaru mentioning concerns for you to counter with considerations made to address them. Once you arrived at the cafe Subaru relaxed quickly seeing Christa behaving normally. 

As always, you were greeted with hugs and excited interrogations as to the going ons of your life since your last visit. Christa had been so kind as to give recommendations based on your individual tastes, having an excellent grasp on the menu. She was also so kind as to bring an album of photos her staff had made of Subaru growing up to allow her to feel more included in his life while locked in that tower. 

“Oh my goodness! He looks so cute here, when was this one?”

You pointed to a photo of a roughly 8 year old Subaru sitting on a wooden table licking a spoon covered in some batter. Smudges of the batter were on his cheeks and shirt as a fire was lit in the background. It was a cosy image and something you had seen Subaru do before. Anytime you baked anything he insisted on spoon cleaning duty to ‘make it easier to clean’.

“Ah, one of my ladies in waiting had that painted after she heard me talking about how happy I was during that visit.”

“I love it, Subaru was such a cute kid!”

“I don’t see what's so cute, I’m just stuffing my face there.”

“Oh shish Subaru. She’s right, you were an adorable kid with cute little cheeks.” To emphasise her point she pinched his cheeks while cooing at him. Subaru only scowled in response, but it held no actual malice behind his glare.

While leaving the cafe, after nearly 5 hours of catching up, Christa pulled you aside to give you the picture claiming she had hundreds more. During the drive home Subaru kept looking at you admiring the photo. 

“You can always take pictures of me ya now. You don’t need to use a kid photo of me for that.”

“I have photos of you, I just like this one, it's special.”

“You’re such a weird woman.”

“Would you have me any other way?”

#diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers imagine #reiji sakamaki #shu sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #shu sakamaki x reader #reiji sakamaki x reader #laito sakamaki x reader #ayato sakamaki x reader #kanato sakamaki x reader #subaru sakamaki x reader #diabolik lovers headcanon #diabolik boys

[yandere-daze]

THANK YOU FOR THE RESPONSE FOR MY ASK AND HONESTLY I CAN'T AGREE MORE..... and I'm also here with another thought abt a certain type of reader!

I'm really curious about a reader that barely plays the game, but when they do open it they could play it for, let's say, 7 hours straight!

at the same time, they don't really have a definitive favorite, so they'd change the characters in their home screen and room regularly. being in the next character position just practically depends on the readers mood.

if I were to put myself as an example, well, I'm a valkp so I'd put them if I'm in a good mood! sometimes I'd changed to mama and arashi too, and other times I'd use a generator then constantly click on the character to see how they'd interact (and then respond like I'm actually talking to them but that is a bit embarrassing)

andd right now in jp I'm mainly having midori and koga in my home screen cause they have my current in game 5* (aka the favorite among the ones I actually have), I just think it's gonna be funny with how their dynamic cld be (my condolences to midori, probably)

I'M SO SORRY IF THIS IS TO LONG WAUGH I LOVE MY SCRIMBLOS SO MUCH.......

from 🖼️ anon ☆!!

Welcome back, 🖼 anon!! I´m happy to hear that you liked my response!! Please do feel free to share any and all thoughts or ideas you may have, no matter how minor, it´s really interesting to read ^^

gn reader

tw yandere, obsession, possessiveness

A player that alternates between not playing at all and playing hours on end and doesn´t have a favorite character either

Oh you would be the death of them if you did someting like that, lol

The first time you´re alone for so long they get really worried and wonder why you aren´t coming back. Are you not interested in them anymore? Did they do something wrong that drove you away? Or did something happen to you at home? Were you safe???

They´re all worrying about you and one day, you just open the game again and it feels like a huge crisis was just averted. They would still love to know why you were gone for so long but at least you´re back now and they can spend more time with you! They´re so happy, their enthusiams probably increased from the withdrawal they went through for so long.

They almost don´t notice that you spent several hours playing the game, time goes by so quickly for them because they´re with the person they love most! But after some time, they do notice that you´ve been playing for way longer than is healthy so some of them may get a little worried for you. If you happen to have Nazuna or Yuzuru on your home screen you can definitely expect a voiceline from them telling you that it´s okay to take breaks sometimes and that they wish that you take proper care of yourself. It won´t help anyone if you get sick from playing too much, okay?

And then they freak out when you´re gone for a long time again kankfabf Should they not have said anything after all? Should they just have enjoyed the time they had with you???

Honestly this cycle keeps repeating for many many times until they eventually realize that this is just the way you play the game and that you´ll most likely return to them again. Which doesn´t mean that they don´t miss you when you´re gone :/ They´re all visibly tense during your absence, some more pessimistic ones wondering if this time you will leave them for good

And then there´s another factor they aren´t too happy about: No one knows who your favorite is! No one knows if they´ll finally get their turn this time because you keep changing the idols on your home screen or the ones you use when playing a life. Theoretically it´s nice because it gives everyone a better chance of getting to interact with you and get some time in the spotlight but no one is really happy with this.

Sure, you´ll choose them sometimes, but that´s not enough. They want to be special to you and not chosen by some random generator or something! They don´t want to share you with all the other idols who couldn´t possibly love you as much as they do! They´ll definitely try to use the time you give them to impress you to the best of their abilites. Maybe if they try really hard or show you their appreciation in their voice lines, you´ll grow fond of them and only put them on the home screen from now on?

They´ll certainly try!

#🖼 anon #ensemble stars #enstars #yandere ensemble stars x reader #yandere enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #yandere ensemble stars #yandere enstars #enstars x reader #ensemble stars self aware au #yandere self aware au #yandere self aware ensemble stars au #gn reader #yandere #cw yandere #cw obsession #cw possessiveness #yandere x reader

[roo-bastmoon]

The Final Word on This, Please

To the person in my inbox who keeps using a throw-away account to send me variations on the theme that Tae has been pushing Taekook since LA Live because he has to be the main character and can’t stand to share the spotlight with Jikook…

Please slow your roll. I’m not going to publish any of your asks.

*Sigh* You are really moving like a troll, but because I believe there’s a human being behind every screen, and you seem really emotional right now, I will try to answer some of your questions with as much patience, logic, and compassion as I can muster—once.

Then I am sending you on your way, because this conversation ultimately cannot lead to any conclusions and it is so draining.

I appreciate that because Taehyung is mentioning hanging out with JK a lot, you are upset on Jimin’s behalf—but have you seen Jimin upset about any of this? (I mean, there was a small moment in the Chuseok live, when Tae was stroking JK’s hair, and Jimin gave him a bit of LOOK, and Tae stopped.)

But Jimin has never once looked super pressed or jealous or sad or sulky about Tae and JK’s bond. He was sitting right there when Tae rested his head on JK’s leg during Busan rehearsals, totally unbothered by the intimacy of that gesture. If anything, he seems very relaxed and super adoring of both Jungkook and Taehyung.

Maybe it’s because he’s not online much to see what all is happening as a result. Maybe he just doesn’t care what other people think because Tae has proven himself trustworthy no matter what. (For all we know, Vminkook could have a pact to feed all ships a little bit to keep suspicion off actual relationships. Or they just do whatever they feel like and don’t care a fig about ships. We don’t know. We don’t actually know these guys and it’s so easy to forget that.)

Consider what we DO know about Kim Taehyung:

--He went to Big Hit to encourage a friend at his audition and ended up getting the role. That suggests he’s opportunistic, but maybe the friend was totally fine with it? I think we can all agree that in any case, all 7 members are absolutely essential for BTS to work. It’s almost like it was destiny.

--He pranks ARMY all the time, with that sharpie marker tattoo and such. I know it can feel like he’s making fools of us… But that could just be his sense of humor?

--He shares snippets of recordings or Insta posts and then deletes it, and has said he feels “like a different person” every few moments, so he doesn’t like what he was a few moments ago and then gets rid of it. Maybe he’s still finding his way as a person or an artist? Maybe he’s feeling a bit insecure about being judged?

--He mentions JK very frequently these days. So maybe he’s feeding Taekookers. I suspect he knows his impact even if that's not his intention. But maybe he’s just happy to share something he knows ARMY will want to hear about?

Consider that he also shares Christmas songs and New Year’s wishes and pics of Yeontan and food and photoshoots and other stuff too. He hyped up Jimin’s VIBE. I think he’s using social media the way most twenty-somethings do. He tells us a bit about his day, a bit about his work, and throws in a random song he likes or whatever. But being in BTS means everything gets super analyzed.

So yeah, he’s named dropped JK like 6 or 7 times in the last few months—and I suspect it has to do with some insecurity around the dating scandal and others being in the news, because he doesn’t namedrop Jimin or Hobi, but we know he hangs out with them, too—but I cannot say for sure what’s really going on. He could just be talking about whatever is top of mind, and that happens to be JK. They ARE close. They have a valid bond. They always have. None of this hanging out stuff is remotely new.

--Another possibility is that it’s time for some contract negotiations, and having plenty of social media engagement is the best capital to leverage getting your way. Maybe he wants a Taekook subunit. Maybe he wants to collab with “controversial” artists of other companies. Maybe he wants to do more film work than just guest star on cooking shows and Squid Game. Maybe he’s trying to get a better monetary deal, or convince the company to actually step up its promo efforts and shipping schedules, which impact charts. Maybe this is a purely business calculation. So he's posting a lot of things he think will get people to engage. (Maybe it’s a really genuine friendship that has been through the ringer the last few years, and he’s eager to show they’ve repaired things and are now close again.)

--Please do not lose sight of the fact that over the years, he’s consistently shown us that he really loves Jimin. I don’t know if he loves Jimin more than he loves himself, per se, but… I think he DOES love Jimin (or else he deserves an Oscar for the longest, bestest con of all time).

He flat-out said he likes Jimin the most. He wrote Jimin the most beautiful and vulnerable letter in which he apologized that Jimin was always the one who gave the most. He bought Jimin his first designer gift. He was the only one to update us when Jimin was in the hospital for a week. He follows Jimin to the goddamn bathroom. He unreservedly wrote to Jimin he loved him on his birthday. Kim Taehyung loves Park Jimin. Count on it.

Now, I’m not saying you can’t hurt the ones you love—of course you can. But you keep coming to my inbox, stating his motives like you know it for a fact. And he could very well totally ignore the insane I-ARMY cult that drags Jimin and just think he’s giving the normal fans something they enjoy by updating them about a member who has been practically MIA since the White House. *shrug*

Whatever it is that is going on, Tae has the most followers online. He’s got global recognition. He’s got excellent taste in music and fashion. He has a solid industry network and fanbase. He’s set. He could drop an album that consists solely of him humming and playing the kazoo with his left nostril, and the majority of ARMY will get behind it.

But I suspect right now, for him, sitting in the chair and banging out the work is a real struggle for him. He may be choking on indecision. He may feel overwhelmed with pressure. He may be scared of criticism. He may be burnt out because let’s face it, BTS has been in a nonstop whirlwind even during the pandemic.

So what does he do? He games, and goes bowling, and jet-sets around the world on side projects with friends, and whatever else… and sometimes Jungkook joins in (probably mostly online, or in groups—but maybe also sometimes just the two of them, like with Minimoni or Jihope). I'm sure he'll get back to his album as soon as he's creatively restored.

Hanging out doesn’t mean either Tae or JK are disloyal or hurting Jimin. You cannot know this for a fact.

All it means is that the cult has fodder to bark and act a fool. But they do that regardless, so don’t pay them your energy; don’t give them real estate in your mind.

Listen, 27 is a trying time for any young person. But for a global super star under a microscope? He’s probably under the kinds of stress we will never begin to understand. He probably feels like he can never please everyone, so he might as well please himself. And if he sometimes stirs up a little chaos, that may be how he releases some of that internalized pressure.

Am I THRILLED he comes online almost every time Jimin or JK are in the spotlight and implies Taekook is real? Nope. Honestly, nope, I don’t like it. Especially not when Dispatch feels the need to write an article about it. I’m human and I have my limits. So I admit, it doesn’t feel great. Just like with the trumpet, or temporary tattoo, or fake names he’s given to strangers in the past, I think he’s pulling our legs off. And I personally could easily interpret that as disdain for his fans. That’s how I, Roo, 43-year-old American female, feel about it.

Doesn’t make it the reality, nor his intent.

We could be way overthinking here.

At the end of the day, we only see a tiny, tiny, TINY fraction of these guys’ real lives. But from all that we DO see, there’s no bad blood, no weird tension. The maknae climb all over each other like puppies still. The hyungs are all super protective and fond still. BTS tells us over and over they want to be together for as long as they can. Jikook is still Jikook, even if they aren’t sharing any personal info these days.

So whatever is going on in fandom when Taekook starts to trend, I don’t think we can say that Tae is having a negative impact on Jikook or BTS in real life. I just don’t think we’ve got evidence of that. From what we can see, the guys all seem fine.

What we do have evidence of is the ruiners feeling like they have a greenlight to keep on ruining things for everyone who doesn’t see things their way. IT SUCKS. Guard your energy, that’s all I can tell you. Because even if JK popped online right now and looked right in the camera and said, “Taekook is a friendship only. Please stop seeing signs and wonders everywhere. Tae and I are just friends.”

The cult would still never believe his own words. They’d say the company forced him. That he’s being blackmailed. That it’s a prank. That they have to be closeted because of the military. That he’s foregoing his relationship in order to make deals to launch his solo career. That he’s been brainwashed. God only knows what excuses they would make. But he can't win, here.

The nutters won’t take him at his word, because they’ve never really cared what any of these boys has said or done in the past, either. They only take in whatever supports their theory, and they abandon any evidence that does not.

Jikook could come out right now and it wouldn’t stop the ruiners—but it would ruin things for them, their members, their company and staff, plus their military experiences.

Which is why, as a Jikooker (I assume you are one), it’s really crucial for you to take in all possible content and evidence WITHIN CONTEXT, run things by older ARMY, and check yourself when you’re being emotional. This is a good thing to discuss with your friends in a private group chat, not rant about in inboxes or on public blogs.

But whatever you do, please DON’T JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS. You are welcome to your thoughts and your feelings, but anyone who states things like they KNOW what is really happening under the surface is lying (to themselves, at best).

Ultimately you will make yourself crazy. (I do not mean this as a jibe, but you sound a bit unhinged in your messages. I didn’t delete this last one because I’m genuinely starting to worry for you, here. You’re too close to this. You are having a disproportionate response to the situation. It’s BTS, not a cancer diagnosis.)

Please, PLEASE shift your focus to what brings you joy, okay?

For me, I like to remember JK whispering nonsense in Jimin’s ear in the Seoul concert, or his hand seeking Jimin’s hip under his shirt or lifting him up in Memories 2021, or the way he and Jimin sometimes wear each other’s sweaty hats. I love that he only posted for Jimin’s birthday, and a thirst trap at that! I like to remember him calling Jimin “genius-Min” or his robot-cat ears perking up when Jimin danced, or singing and clapping with pure joy when it was time to sing Happy Birthday to Jimin at the Busan Concert. I like to recall how eager he was to let everyone know he had seaweed soup on Jimin’s day, too.

I like to remember that all three of these boys share a bowl of ramen, a sofa, and information about each other’s farts—and they do it without so much as a flinch.

There’s real love there. Bonds that will last a lifetime.

No matter WHAT the relationship statuses are. Maybe no ships are real. Maybe ships have shifted. Maybe Jikook are just being quiet because they are real and have a shit-ton to lose before military service, whereas Taekook is being loud because there’s no there, there. Maybe the polyshippers are right and Bangtan gets together once a full moon to indulge in a giant orgy (JK is in charge of the mood lighting and music.)

*stares off into the distance, imagining it*

Look, my dear. The truth is, they cannot tell us everything that goes on. But if we can trust them when they do tell us, that would be good.

I trust that JK and Tae are close and do hang out (as friends).

I trust that Jungkook will keep holding Jiminie.

I trust that the best part of Jimin’s day is waking up to see Jungkookie.

What else really matters?

Please be kind, to yourself, to others who aren’t comfortable speculating about this, and to all the members. They are human. They are gonna make mistakes, be selfish sometimes, act out of anxiety or stress other times. But they are all good people who love each other.

Please trust in that.

And now get out of my inbox and go do something that brings you a sense of peace and bliss. Okay? *hugs* I mean it, I really don’t want to talk about this anymore. Please appreciate the boundary I’m setting, and go in peace.

Yours,

Roo

#jikook #minkook

[lostalienchild]

Erythrophobia

A fear of the color red

Characters: Beidou, Ningguangg, Kazuha

Warnings:dub-con, NSFW, non-con, mentions of trafficing, reader is GN

[heavy on the mind but light on the execution. This is just an idea that I have. Mostly a drabble. I want to continue the idea but I dunno. Reader is a victim of trafficking. Might include other characters later on? Might turn into a series might not idk. I'm a fan of time skips. Not proof read.]

Summary: Lady Ningguangg doesn't need to dirty her hands, even when the only way to get what she wants is surrounded by dirt. She just extends her right hand to finish the deal. Although she isn't too big on sharing.

Art belongs to :Kichirock

"A bass with all obsidian scales and golden eyes?"

"Yes, a miniature one."

Half moon eyes withered with age, searching for a punchline.

Ruby eyes, unblinking. The old man looked befuddled. Openly surprised he floppily regathred himself. "Well yes... We always have thoes on hand, but if I may ask, why would the Cruz require such a...a controversial item? Surely you have enough hands on deck? Wouldn't it cause unrest amongst the crew, let alone throughout Liyue harbor."

The towering woman responded. "Don't worry pops. This ain't the normal business deal. A rather important business partner of mine has been eyeing this shipment for quite some time now. As soon as the shipment came in as a matter of fact."

"I-I see. Well then, we'll make the delivery tonight at guyun. The usual time of course."

A sound of approval exited the woman's mouth. "Right, I'll see you then. Let's keep it quick. This is top secret. Not even the crew knows so keep a low profile."

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On the shores of Guyun only the crashing of waves could be heard. Even the motor of waverider made little to no noise as it glided alongside the rocky shore line. The full moon would usually offer you some sort of comfort, but tonight its cold moonlight glared at you. Like a spotlight, it cast down its luminosity on you and you alone. It caused your skin to glisten and you practically glowed. You wished you could use the cover of darkness like most people, but with hands bound and being surrounded by ocean, the moon would not allow for that tonight.

You watched as two silhouettes, one tall and the other not as tall, exit the small craft and step into the waves. No one spoke which made the encounter all the more eerie. The men behind you that stood at attention released your forearms when they felt the woman was close enough. It gave you the briefest chance to run, but the idea of escape was never there, not unless you wanted to drown.

Up close the tall silhouette was clearly a woman, the shorter most likely male. With a nod the woman dismissed the other two men while pulling you towards the craft. You knew once you stepped into the waves that your chance of escape, even by death, would be squandered. But even in this moment death by a watery grave seemed scarier than the unknown than the ultimate unknown. The waves reached up to your knees before you were able to actually stepped into the water craft. Once in, the smaller figure offered you a towel. "I hope we didn't scare you too bad back there." You took the towel but didn't answer. Not because you couldn't. You could have screamed at anytime. Not that anyone would hear you. You just didn't know what to say, or why he would even bother speaking to you. "Welcome to the Crux. It's a bit uncomfortable, but it's only temporary."

You looked at him through the darkness. The lights of a larger ship began to illuminate the speakers face. Pale features and red eyes gazed back at you. The taller figure who was operating the boat spoke. "You're real castle will be a castle in the sky, but for now, you're a princess on a pirate ship." The words on their own made sense, but together they made none.

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Once one the ship you were told to keep quiet. You were ushered into a simple room with extravagant items decorating the walls. Items crested in gold, mitachurl masks, swords adorned in jade and lapis, and the like. All for which we're impressive, but none provided any means of escape so we're quickly removed from your immediate attention.

"Sorry for the strange introduction, but these things need to be kept under wraps you know?" The sound of the door creaking shut behind you was interrupted by a commanding female voice, shutting off you're previous thoughts and your connection to the outside world. Your eyes saw red once again. From the red of her coat, to her eyes, and even the auburn of her hair kept all your attention.

Red.

The red covered you. It tickled your skin as strands of it cascaded upon you as it fell from her head, trapping you in a cage. Red stained your cheeks and tongue as you gasped for just a moment to catch your breath through the rapid pace. Her greediness, out of all the treasures in the room, centered on you. Consumed by red. Eaten by red. Red lapping at you and bring you to release after release. Red holding you down. Red slamming into you. Ramming in and out of you with little care for how your wails and screams try to touch the outside world. Red building up inside your stomach and releasing itself into the air through your mouth. And when the morning comes she finally names herself.

"Oh right," she said nonchalantly. She posted down at you through her hooded eyes, drowsy with afterglow. She held a warm smile that was wildly out of place. "Most people refer to me as captain, you can just call me Beidou."

She hummed softly when you squeaked when she casually teased a nipple.

-

When you floated on air red caught you once again. "Beidou, what did I tell you about touching things that don't belong to you?" White, gold, and red squinting.

Beidou scoffed. "I'm a pirate. It's my job to touch things that don't belong to me."

Fixing her gaze upon you, she relaxed her demeanor. "Welcome to the Jade Chamber. I am Ningguang."

#genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin #genshin beidou #genshin ningguang #kazuha #ninguang #Ningguangg x reader #beidou x reader #genshin smut

[sshbpodcast]

Character Spotlight: Nyota Uhura

By Ames

All channels open! We hope you’ve been enjoying our character-by-character spotlight series here on A Star to Steer Her By, because we’ve got a ways to go! This week, we’re shining the spotlight on the OG Enterprise’s communications officer, Lieutenant Uhura, whose mere presence on the bridge did more than people give credit for. I talked about this a bit when I covered Nichelle Nichols’s autobiography, but everything she did as a prominent Black woman character on this show was progressive, boldly representative, and kickass.

While we wish her character got more to do (that’s the understatement of the year), she also got some absolutely triumphant moments, and also a handful of moments that could have been handled better. So join us as we celebrate Nyota Uhura as you scroll on below or listen to the banter on this week’s podcast episode (coverage starts at 1:19:26). We hope you brought your dancin’ fronds.

[Images © CBS/Paramount]

Best Moments

Sorry, neither I’d say you can’t get much more badass than this, but I also know what else is on this list. When Sulu is swashbuckling around and wants to rescue the “fair maiden” in “The Naked Time,” Uhura’s response of “sorry, neither” drops so many mics it blows out the speaker. And Nichelle adding the line herself, especially this early in the series, is nothing short of awesome.

Now that’s what I call music, stardate 2126.1 This is just a fluffy moment from “The Squire of Gothos,” but when Uhura starts playing the harpsichord per Trelane’s request and she seemingly magically knows how, it’s super adorable. Watching the pleased look on her face as she rocks out on an unfamiliar instrument is a fun moment from a fun episode, even if Trelane did address her pretty tactlessly first.

I can think no one better equipped to handle it Throughout The Original Series, we see background characters sliding into other roles when needed, and we’ve seen Uhura or Rand at the front stations before for sure. But when Scotty’s away in “Who Mourns for Adonais?” and Uhura hops into a technician’s uniform to rig up a subspace bypass circuit AND get commended by Spock, it’s clear she knows her stuff!

The game has rules Uhura really gets to shine in “Mirror Mirror,” so much so it’s on this list twice. Even though she’s dropped into the deep end, Uhura adapts to the situation, blends in with the mirror crew enough to enact a plan, and uses mirror Sulu’s obvious lechery as a weapon against him in an act so convincing she has him eating out of the palm of her hand!

There’s not enough room on this pad for the both of us Later in “Mirror Mirror,” Uhura straight up overpowers Marlena Moreau, yoinking a phaser out of her hands and cooling off a tense situation in which the captain’s woman was demanding that she go with them back to the good (or at least better) universe. Sorry, toots, there’s only room for one femme fatale on this ship, and she just handed you your own ass.

Only the sweetest creature known to man Could you blame Uhura for naively succumbing to the cuteness of tribbles and bringing one aboard? I mean, you could, but you’d be wrong because Uhura’s inclination in “The Trouble with Tribbles” to accept the tribble as a gift from Cyrano Jones and to share her offspring with the crew comes from a place of generosity and kindness, and I’ll not hear otherwise.

It is not allowed to refuse selection Sorry for the whiplash because we’re going from a fun episode about tribbles, to watching a Black woman having to fight off a rapist in “The Gamesters of Triskelion” (this is what happens when I order lists chronologically). It’s an uncomfortable scene and you have to listen to Uhura brutally screaming offscreen and watch her battle off a giant brute in shadow, but holy shit, she beats him back.

The future feminists want Somehow, it takes until The Animated Series to finally see women in control of the Enterprise. We give so much kudos to Uhura and Nurse Chapel in “The Lorelei Signal” for showing that each and every one of them is capable of commanding the ship, rescuing the men, and saving the day, all while having to wear those really unfortunate skirts that don’t even cover their asses.

Fool! Human females are intelligent “The Slaver Weapon” is a fascinating episode because it doesn’t feature Kirk at all, giving other characters a chance to shine. We already covered that Sulu becomes the champion of the episode by virtue of being neither a female or a vegetarian (both shunned in Kzinti culture), but Uhura does get some moments herself, like when she escapes their police web, if only briefly.

Get in the closet What might be Uhura’s best highlight comes in The Search for Spock, because movies have more time for secondary characters to do stuff. So when Uhura locks Mr. Adventure in the closet, it is a triumph for her character. Not only does it help her and the crew save the day, but this guy was being a prick to her about her job assignment, and she shuts him the hell up. Hell yes.

Shakespeare is better in the original cetacean Spock may have figured out that the probe in The Voyage Home was trying to communicate with Earth’s whales, but Uhura is the one to clean up the probe’s signal to hear what it would sound like somewhere in the ocean underwater. How does one even know how to do that? Do they train all communication officers how to translate messages in and out of whale song?

I’ve always wanted to play to a captive audience Speaking of singing, there’s more singing to talk about (though some of that will come in the next section). Last on the highlight reel is Uhura singing “The Moon’s a Window to Heaven” and using her fan dance in The Final Frontier to distract a bunch of natives while the others steal their horses. Is it also a little cringey and sexist? Probably, but look at her go! As you’ll see, it’s also one of few instances in TOS that her singing didn’t end in calamity…

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Worst Moments

Oh, on the Starship Enterprise, there’s someone who’s in Satan’s guise In contrast to recent episodes of Strange New Worlds, bad things always happen to Uhura whenever she sings in The Original Series. Her mocking songs about Spock and Charlie in “Charlie X” make Charlie jealous and perhaps a bit offended (rightly so; it’s hella rude of her!), so he takes her voice from her. And to add insult to injury, no one in the mess hall even notices!

Does she not have object permanence? This small moment always bugged me. In “Arena,” after the Metron have boinged Kirk down to the planet to fight the Gorn, Uhura lets out a piercing scream. It’s always struck me as out of place and out of character for someone who’s usually so level headed and cool as a cucumber to go ballistic over an action the Metron literally just told you they were about to do. Overreact much?

I'm sorry, Captain, I can't do that Okay, she may have been under the influence of mind-altering spores, but it still hurts a little to see Uhura sabotage the communications system in “This Side of Paradise.” And since we haven’t given other characters a pass when they were possessed by things or mirror universe equivalents of themselves or are just pod people, we’re going to do the same here.

No singing on the bridge Yet again, Uhura is singing and something bad happens! It’s like she didn’t learn from the “Charlie X” incident. The instance in “The Changeling” is particularly horrifying though because Nomad finds her singing illogical and wipes Uhura’s memories. All of them! And we’re left for the rest of the whole series to wonder if she was able to get them back and still be herself!!

Immortality and eternal beauty Every so often we get glimpses of Uhura’s vanity as well, which is probably just a little bit of latent misogyny on the parts of the writers. We certainly see Uhura almost get tempted by Harry Mudd in “I, Mudd” when he offers to put her in one of the robo-bodies of his androids and keep her young and beautiful. Lucky for us, she uses this offer to her advantage to turn the tables on the robots instead.

It’s not the sun up in the sky It was bad enough for us that “Bread and Circuses” focuses on another parallel-development planet. But Uhura revealing that the denizens aren’t sun worshippers but followers of the Son of God just makes us groan out loud. Not only did this planet somehow develop one of the same religions as Earth (the one that matters to the producers, for those keeping track), but it’s revealed in a terrible pun. Groan.

I see my death! Here’s another strange moment in which Uhura comes across as vain. Like Sulu’s hallucinating knives in space, Uhura suddenly sees herself as an old woman in her reflection in “And the Children Shall Lead.” Gorgan finds the one thing in her mind that would freak her out, and that’s getting old and wrinkly and infirm. Maybe she should have taken one of those android bodies after all.

I would hear your voice and my fears would fade As much as it’s extolled for featuring one of the first interracial kisses on television, the Uhura-Kirk scene in “Plato’s Stepchildren” is not okay. For one thing, it is nonconsensual as hell and played to be unwanted from both parties, but Uhura’s finding comfort in memories of the captain’s leadership gives the impression that she has found a way to get through it by rationalizing that it’s okay. It is seriously not. And it makes what could be a progressive moment in history into something gross.

We’ve learned not to fear words The writers of TOS had some outdated ideas about the utopian future. When Lincoln calls Uhura “a charming negress” in “The Savage Curtain,” for instance, and then apologizes because of how belittling a term that was in his time (and for viewers of the show), Uhura shrugs it off as if, because so much time has passed, the intention in old Abe’s words are just erased. It’s complicated and there are much better ways this scene could have gone than clean-slating centuries of history and context, is what I’m saying.

I refer to the sky machine which enslaves you Oh boy, here’s another complicated moment for Uhura that could have been handled better. The Shore Leave computer in “Once Upon a Planet” has kidnapped Uhura, spends a while explaining slavery to her (of all people!), and then only listens to reason when Kirk and Spock show up to save her. Come on! Uhura was in prime position to save herself, but the two white men have to bring us home?

Feelings we’ve always been afraid to express Sorry, shippers, but whatever the hell is happening between Uhura and Scotty in The Final Frontier just comes across as weird and forced to me. When Uhura is under Sybok’s influence and starts coming on to Scotty, I just find it uncomfortable, and I give Scotty credit for his line “I don't think I could take it in my present condition. ...Or yours.” Otherwise it’d just get gross.

Dujvetlh 'oH nuq? rIn. Finally, and absolutely the worst of all, Uhura is made to look absolutely incompetent at her job in The Undiscovered Country. How, after all these years, does your communications officer seem to not know a damn word of Klingon? In what was meant to be a comic scene of the crew flipping through dictionaries in a panic, Uhura simply makes a fool of herself. In this final movie, it brings a character we loved down a couple pegs and that’s a crying shame.

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Signal lost, folks. That’s it for this week, but we’ve still got some The Original Series characters to give their moments in the sun, so keep your eyes here. You can also battle with us through season one of Enterprise in our watchthrough over on SoundCloud or wherever you podcast, hail us on Facebook and Twitter, and maybe don’t sing in front of lifeforms we pick up in space.

#star trek #star trek podcast #podcast #uhura #the original series #the search for spock #the voyage home #the final frontier #the undiscovered country #the naked time #the squire of gothos #who mourns for adonais? #mirror mirror #the trouble with tribbles #the gamesters of triskelion #the lorelei signal #the slaver weapon #charlie x #arena #this side of paradise #the changeling #i mudd #bread and circuses #and the children shall lead #plato's stepchildren #the savage curtain #once upon a planet #nichelle nichols

[cillspropertea]

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Chapter 15: Showdown

Warnings: Angst, tense situations, mention of past trauma.

This fic might have dark themes which may irritate or offend some readers. But if you’ve seen Peaky Blinders and are familiar with Thomas Shelby, you’ll be okay. The story, plot, character histories and back stories might not be relevant to the original “Peaky Blinders” . Warnings will change per chapter. This is my first fic. Hope you all like it. English is not my first language.

Do not hesitate to comment, reblog and engage. It works as fuel for my writing. 😉💙💙

Synopsis: Her father’s one mistake shall alter her life’s direction forever.

 Word count: 2378

Thomas Shelby

    He walked unarmed and unafraid. Aunt Polly and Arthur accompanied him as directed by the Changrettas. ‘This is it’ he thought to himself. He walked thinking only and only about his son who he could hear crying in the background of the call he’d received with the instructions. “If you harm a single hair on my sons head I swear…” the man on the phone laughed. “I thought you’d be wiser Mr. Shelby! We can do whatever we want with him and you are too danm far away to do anything about it…” Thomas had gulped silently, “Think about that before threatening us again!” and the phone was off.

     God! he would kill them. If he just got the chance, he would die a happy man if he could strangle the men who had dared to touch his son. All three of them strolled silently thinking about anything and everything other than their approaching deaths. Polly was thinking about her son Michael, to whom she did talk one last time on the phone. Arthur was thinking about his pregnant wife Linda and the child he will never get to see if he died tonight. But Tommy was focused on simply getting his son out of there alive and safe.

    He could die tonight, the probability of it was high, but he wasn’t afraid. He hadn’t feared death ever since his return from France. But the end meant he would get to see Grace again. All of their special moments moved like a film in front of his eyes. The way he’d first seen her in the bar, the walks, the talks, her betrayal and their reunion, the result of which was their little Charlie. And then her death, right in his arms, moments after he had professed his love and need for her. But then unwittingly out of nowhere, Esmeralda’s face flashed before his eyes. And the need that filled his heart surprised him. Somehow, if he wasn’t already, knowing her story from Polly had made him feel closer to her, in a very intimate way. She was beautifully broken. And the damage was irreparable, just like his trauma. He wished he could see her one last time before his death. But do what? Say what? He didn’t know. They were literally in the middle of nowhere. They had been directed to walk on the road without any protocols or men and that they would be approached eventually.

    And then two cars stopped before them. Eight armed men came out of them and covered Tommy, Arthur and Polly’s face with bags, tying their hands behind their backs before forcing them into the cars. “Ready to meet your end Shelbys?” one of them yelled before starting to drive.

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   When the bags were taken off they looked around, taking in their surroundings. It was dark and humid, which is probably why it took them a moment to realize it was a movie theater. They were seated on wooden chairs right against the screen. The three of them squinted to see a bit clearer as there were spotlights directly focused on them. There were Changretta men all around them but then in came the man himself, Luca Changretta.

     He clapped his hands slowly, “Isn’t this something now! Quite a show isn’t it?” He asked a man who walked a few paces behind him. Only when he walked further inside did the Shelbys see who it really was. They were all familiar with his face and they shared the exact same amount of hatred for him, if not more. It was Aberama Gold with his son Bonnie in his tow. Their men too held their positions along with the Changrettas.

  “Isn’t this how you killed my father Thomas Shelby? Tied to a chair as you tortured him and tormented him?” Thomas simply stared at him, not giving any emotion away. Luca walked slowly towards him, taking the fedora off, he knelt before Thomas. “Where is my son?” Thomas asked in a monotone voice. “Where do you think?” Luca’s answer made Thomas frown. He slowly stood up and walked back towards the first row seats and sat on one of them. Aberama came forward and knelt before Tommy. He looked weaker than the last time Tommy had seen him. Paler, weaker and tired. His hair were shorter and he had a mustache too “How does it feel Thomas Shelby? To be on the other side eh?” He chuckled. “Not so long ago, you held my daughter captive for one whole night. Did you think, for even a second, how I spent that night? Helplessly knowing what you or your men might be doing to her?” He was shivering, from excitement or fear, Thomas couldn’t tell. He  stared into Aberama’s eyes, unblinking. “If I remember correctly Aberama, You were the one who flipped the coin, didn’t you?” Aberama groaned and grabbed Tommy’s neck as he continued, “You could have walked away from that wager, but you pride and ego came in between your intelligence and daughter’s safety!” Aberama punched him so hard Thomas fell down from his chair, blood dripped down his chin but he did not stop. “What did you do after that eh? You could have saved her, remedied your mistake but yet again you threw that girl to the wolves, making her pay for your faults!” He punched him again” Arthur was struggling so hard but Bonnie came and stood behind his chair, holding him down from his shoulders. They knew Arthur was the muscle and killing machine of the gang, if he went lose, God only knew what would happen next. “I knew what I was doing. I had everything under control!” Aberama said before kicking Thomas on his ribs again and again. Tommy grunted with every blow. 

     Aberama went out of breath and sat down on the ground next to Tommy. “The truth is she would have died over there if I hadn’t come to her rescue.” Polly screamed. Aberama twisted as his eyes landed on her, a new kind of madness spewed in them. “The truth Pollyanna, the truth…” he gulped between his heaving breaths as he made his way towards her now, “The truth is that if you wouldn’t have interfered, Sybill would have been alive today… she fucking died, burned alive because of you!” He came and stood above Polly. She looked up at him and then shook her head with a sigh, “Some people never change, and never learn. What a pity.” She rolled her eyes. “You raped that woman! And then launched that bitch you call mother on her! And you have the audacity to blame me!” She continued “God gave you a chance to remedy that mistake, for not standing up for Sybill, when you could have easily saved Esmeralda by owning up your mistakes but yet again, you chose yourself before everyone! Even your own daughter!” Polly’s voice echoed throughout the hall, “I had a plan. If you wouldn’t have stooped in like that …” Polly cut him off, “She would have died! She would have died like Sybill if I hadn’t!!” Aberama grabbed her face in both of his hands before she whispered, “Once a coward, always a coward!” and she spat on his face with that. Aberama blinked as what had happened sunk in. He wiped his face and smiled before slapping Polly across the face so hard that her chair almost toppled over. Her ear rang but she still spoke, she could not hold herself back anymore, “You destroyed her danm life you know that!” “Someone shut her up please!” Luca said in a bored voice and soon enough one of his men tied Polly’s mouth shut.

      “Just tell me my where my son is, I wish to see him once before you do whatever you want to do with me…” Aberama was still heaving as his feet swayed towards Thomas once more, “You see he was crying a lot, that little fellow, made my heart so sad… and I hate being sad…” He pouted. “So we decided to send him to his mother.” Polly screamed as Arthur struggled to get his hands untied from behind the chair. He pull his hands with so much pressure that the chair broke, startling Aberama. He grabbed him from his neck, wrapping the rope from his hands around his neck.

    Aberama’s men came forward and pointed their guns at Arthur, but didn’t shoot, probably because they weren’t sure if they’ll hit Arthur or Aberama. Bonnie rushed towards Arthur and grabbed him from his neck. “Let go of my father” Bonnie whispered in Arthur’s ears. “He’s okay, the kid is okay now let him go!” and Arthur did. Bonnie tied his hands once more behind a new chair now, and checked Polly’s bounds too while Aberama laughed like a maniac, “Why did you have to spoil the fun boy!? I was enjoying myself…” It was clear Aberama wasn’t used to this much exercise as he couldn’t even stand straight while he made his way to a seat next to Luca. “Your son is fine, we’ve sent him to your house. Your maid would be taking care of him right now as we speak…” Luca said while his mouth played with the toothpick, moving it left to right and right to left again. “We do keep our word Mr. Shelby and abide by the rules made by our bosses too.”  Thomas sighed in relief. But he knew there was something wrong too, he had called Alfie and asked him and his own men to follow them and send help as soon as they could. ‘Where the fuck are they!?’ he thought.

    “What the fuck are you waiting for eh?” Arthur said, “Do it, fucking do it, and be done with it, why don’t you?” he yelled. Luca looked at his watch and walked towards Thomas, steadying him on his knees “You see, in order to have this plan work, we needed people inside your territory. You have such loyal people around you guarding you like dogs…” Thomas scoffed, proud of each and every one of his Shelby family for standing by him like that, “It took me a while but I did figure it out. I found the person who did not only feed me all the happenings of the house but also of your locations and plans as best as they could. They were willing to do all of this just in return of a simple favor…” He walked and crouched behind Tommy, “If they could kill Thomas Shelby themselves…” he gestured one of his men who nodded and walked towards the entrance as he whispered in Tommy’s ear, “Oh! And they’ve been practicing for months just to pull the trigger on your head!” Thomas’s eyes widened as his heart sank at the figure walking in. It was Esmeralda holding her gun in her hands.

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    Esmeralda walked and walked until she stood right in front of Thomas, who looked up to her face, still on his knees on the floor. His eyes were full of accusation and pain of betrayal. He was shocked speechless. The last time when that had happened he couldn’t remember. But out of habit, he regained his speech. He hated giving the enemy the satisfaction that they’d successfully affected him in anyway. Esmeralda was the enemy now, wasn’t she? He laughed and shook his head looking down before staring up at her again, “What’s so funny eh? Don’t have anything sly to spit Shelby?” Aberama barked from his seat. Everyone watched closely at Esmeralda and Thomas. “And here I was thinking of entrusting my son to you if anything happened to me tonight…” It was true. The fact that he’d let this girl get under his skin so danm easily made him want to furious at himself. His heart truly never had his best interest. “You see now huh Polly? Now everything will be back to normal. After killing Thomas, my daughter can proudly come back to her own clan. She’ll be a Gold again. We’ll be back together as a family. Lilly and Elizabeth miss you so much Emmy. You know…” then he stopped himself patting his temple, “How would you know…. The sight of you has literally made me go silly…” He smiled walking closer to Esmeralda. “They are getting married next week! Our little girls!” Esmeralda twisted her neck finally looking at her Father, “I am aware.” Aberama frowned at that a bit but continued, “To the heads of Scamp and Wood clan! They’ll be playing in riches! And once they bare them a son they…” Esmeralda cut him off “They are only thirteen and fourteen!”

    “Doesn’t matter!” Esmeralda scoffed turning back towards Thomas. Luca had gone and sat back on his seat, enjoying the drama but then he whistled, “The chit chat show is over, time to do the deed Signorina or have you changed your mind?” He sniggered. “You look absolutely stunning like this you know! I can’t believe you’ll be my wife soon!” he smiled.

   “So you are in love with him then? And this is for everything I did to you eh? This is for every bad thing that happened to you because of me?” Thomas said as Esmeralda angled her gun right above his temple. “So many questions tonight Mr. Shelby. As if this is our last conversation ever…” He could feel his heart breaking into a million pieces. In that moment he knew it was the end for him and that he was utterly and irrevocably in love with Esmeralda. The pain in his chest was proof enough. But she loved Luca. No wonder she hadn’t even flinched after seeing him with Tatiana. It made sense now. He closed his eyes and let the gun’s mouth scrape his head, silently urging the woman he was in love with to shoot and kill him off. “No…” Esmeralda slightly shook her head, a small smile touching her lips, “This is for everything Polly and your family has done ‘for’ me!” Thomas frowned but before he could respond Esmeralda had pulled the trigger and down went Luca on the floor with the bullet crossing right in between his eyes.  

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[tothedarkdarkseas]

I really like imagining a hybrid of old hologram performances mixed with how the real crew really preform. Sure, I'll admit it's real charming watching Stu text while waiting his turn, but thinking about him doing half the things Albarn does on stage is also really amusing.

Prancing around, feeling himself up, feeling up the other band members, nearly crowd surfing every show... What a hoot that would be! (I also saw footage ages ago of seye kneeling down and playing damon's guitar with his tongue. im just saying. that's a real nice mental image for muds and stu.)

anyways.

How do you think the band would preform nowadays?

I love absolutely everything you've described; while I'll never turn my nose up at Stu texting girls or his mum while he's idling on stage, I'm also quite smitten with Stu embodying more of that young Damon video and performance energy. Jumping up and down like he does in Charmless Man, getting raucous and sloppy, coming alive with a mic in his hand. I see it most when they're a bit younger, newer to performing, the others a bit more composed but still privately finding the footing for what Gorillaz will be. He's the least equipped among them to do it, but Stu will set the tone on that-- he is the frontman, after all. I wish early Gorillaz shows (er, in-character/in-universe I mean) did showcase more of those Albarnisms in Stu. I think it'd make sense for him, especially as he's getting a taste for performing without guidance and realizing it quite suits him. Plus, as you say, it'd just be charming to see! I could see Murdoc taking some issue with Stu showboating, but as they grow used to each other and particularly as their relationship warps around the knobby shape of them, I can see him being much fonder and more goading of it than Russel or Noodle would be; whether he's got a penchant for the spotlight or not, he does understand why it's fundamentally in their best interests for Stuart to be a good frontman, and a good frontman is, in his experience, a bit of a showboating dickhead.

As Gorillaz get older, more elements come into play: their age and their history, their developing reliance on or distance from their personas and the press and the stage, the evolution of their musical styles, the greater scale of it all and the emphasis on "bigger" music, on exploring things beyond Murdoc and Stu sat sharing a spliff in the studio, splitting all the writing credit for the debut between them. Performing Year 20+ Gorillaz is simply a different beast than performing Year One Gorillaz. But on the other hand, you can say all the same of Damon and he's still up there, performing exactly the way he does. The characters frankly seem younger now than they did in early years, so it'd be inaccurate to say they have to or should be slowing down.

Tuning the particulars of this phase out and pretending they're just performing as a band well into their career, the way they would've during Song Machine, it'd be fun to see them actually return to those carefree roots. I could see Stu doing less actual jumping and running and diving, but imbuing his movements and stage presence with that same confidence, lack of boundaries, lack of structure-- he's here because he's meant to be here, and any person in that audience should know it. I can see him running his hands through his hair and letting it stick up and back, can see him settling down at the edge of the stage to mouth things to girls in the front row while Murdoc's playing, sauntering and skipping in little bursts around the stage, swapping out blocking at a whim, leaning back-to-back against Murdoc and bending his knees in a comical slump, breathing a little laugh through his nose in the mic as he cranes his head back to lay on Murdoc's and probably loses his balance.

...and yes, yeah, I'm fully on board with a Murdoc-on-his-knees moment. They work Stu's admittedly fledging rhythm guitar playing (Noodle's drowning them out on lead, luckily) into the set just for that moment. I've also gotten an image of Murdoc sliding forward on his knees while he plays bass like this is rock and bloody roll, like he's the main attraction, and Stuart just standing before him, lazily echoing a few words of the chorus and putting a foot up on his shoulder. Murdoc's just staring up his leg as he plays, chin touching the top of his shoe; Stu's looking past him or into the crowd, but then he turns back and holds the gaze a moment before kicking off a bit as he leaves.

#thank you! #i'm enjoying all of these mental images #headcanon posts #2doc

[logical--dreamer]

Cinderella and Thor are the same.

No, not the stories and not in the characters (unless you look at the qualities they do share) but in the way I saw them.

When Thor came out, I absolutely adored the star of the movie....Loki. I became completely obsessed over him. And Thor...he was okay. He was kind of funny, but he didn't really have that much depth to him...but LOKI! He was the full package and since Loki disliked Thor and thought he was an "Oaf" I thought so as well. I hated him.

When I was little and in my "Disney Princess phase" my number one favorite was Ariel. She looked like me, she was a cool mermaid, and she is what inspired my love of singing. She was the whole package. And this was back when there was only 6 princesses in the line up, so who could ever compare to the perfect Ariel? Cinderella. She was the "leader" of the line up and was always Center of all the pictures and posters and I hated her. Why couldn't Ariel be the main princess? And I know that's petty thinking, but I was like 6 at the time so...yeah.

But now that I'm an adult, I've recently watched Cinderella and I realized how amazing she is. She is a kind and good-hearted princess with a strong work ethic who keeps a positive attitude despite all the abuse and trials she went through. She is a good princess and now I'm debating about putting her in my top three favorites. I was wrong about her because I was blinded by my love of another that I didn't give her a chance.

In all the previous Thor movies, they had Loki in some shape or form. And so when I watched them, my focus was on the God of Mischief, wondering what he was upto while not of screen. My whole focus and love was for him. He outshined and overshadowed Thor. Now I'm not a fan of Ragnorak because I felt like Thor's personality change was a bit jolting. After seeing Endgame, I can see why he is acting the way he is now. I just wish that Ragnorak was after Endgame because I feel like it would have been a better transition...but that's going off topic.

After seeing Love and Thunder, I finally see Thor. Loki isn't there and I can finally see who the man truely is. He is funny, dramatic, romantic, and has a good and kind spirit. He cares so deeply. And at last he's a complex character. And I thought I wouldn't like Loki not being there...but he didn't need to be. He's having his own adventure, and Thor is finally stepping into his long awaited spotlight.

So basically, I misjudged characters because of my love for others and I was jealous/angry at them for taking recognition away from my favorites. By doing so I missed out on wonderful characters and role models.

That is why they are the same for me.

#thor #cinderella #rambles #my childhood

[tammyhybrid21]

So you know what, let’s have a quick side track with the CLASSIC.

A relationships web key. Which of course, this top picture, kind of impossible for you to really see anything that makes sense. Good thing that won’t be the only image of the web I share. Just the one to hopefully make folks interested in hearing how things work in my particular interpretation of the Rain World iterator relationships.

Let’s start off actually with the CLASSIC. Moonie! Also each individual breakdown has both how the iterator in focus views others and how they’re viewed back.

Which is very, very fun when it’s not fully mutual. Or even when it is mostly fully mutual but for some differences. Doomed Inno with her hero crush on Moon who is just looking back like she’s cute little sibling just like Pebbles. I won’t talk so much about other’s to Moon here, since this is Moon’s spotlight.

Obviously Pebbles is her little brother, they are friends and there’s a touch of sibling antagonism between them. Inno is also in that “I view you as cute sibling” trap. Wind is seen as a friend.

Sliver however is one of the fun ones. Because they did know each other, but never got close enough so it was left at the state of been a squish, that wish to be friends, with a side of crush and bit of negativity due to... events.

Suns is straight disliked on Moon’s end and NSH is a friend with annoyance privileges. Which you know, always fun. I will talk more about them later, but Moon’s feelings are pretty straight forwards for the most part. Even with the edges on some of the relationships... and her, not fondness of Suns.

Well, might as well do it in character importance order, so Pebbles and his relationships next... and in Pebbles vision to. So the colourblind colours. Again some of these will be obvious, others not quite so, but still.

Moon is very much his sibling, sister, he looks up to her, they’re friends and there’s the usual sibling antagonism as well. You know, classic.

Sliver and Wind have the most plain opinions from him, he doesn’t much like Wind. Sliver is both easier and harder, with the idolization of her because she was the one who did it. Found the solution and then vanished.

Suns is also relatively simple, idolization, friendship, a touch of antagonizing and also the adoptive sibling relationship that I vibe with so, so much more than the other option. Pebbles for better or worse really does look up to Suns.

Inno as well to the side, friendly antagonism leading into something of an honorary family dynamic. These two mean so much to me for real. Like sure, I could have gone the obvious but I think it’s so much more interesting when viewed through the lens that they mutually just kind of mess with each other.

And NSH, Crush, Friendship, Antagonism and also bit of Idolization. I have a lot of views on the relationship here and how complicated it’s allowed to be. People thinking it’s just straight dislike are thinking too small honestly. I feel like they do get along, but very, very messily. As well from Pebbles end especially there’s thoughts to be had, he looks up to NSH on a level, for NSH’s bioengineering skills as well experience. While at the same time of course finding him very annoying and yet-- fun to just chat with sometimes... as well, I think he appreciates that NSH can and will call him on stupidity. The crush is just personal choice, as well emotions can be messy and boy do they have some vibes...

Speaking of NSH...

NSH’S relationship chart is the next one. Some of it is again back down to obvious choices, and others a bit less obvious.

Moon is friend and idol, NSH greatly respects her for her ability to lead their local group and her kind nature... Wind is also just generally in the friend category for NSH.

Pebbles and Innocence are in basically the same category of friend’s who NSH enjoys riling up and antagonizing. As well he likes to get away with flustering Pebbles... Don’t think I didn’t take notice of who was the one delivering the catboi outfit thankyou...

Suns as well, relatively simple. I think as well that NSH and Suns are in a situation where they have a bond that they view as familial. Otherwise NSH is much the same with Suns as pretty much everyone else. Friend that he likes to tease and rile up. Engage with a bit of petty annoying. Sibling bother moments really actually. And some dislike because NSH has to clean up far too many of Suns mistakes sometimes.

Speaking of Suns, of course they’re the next one whose relationship web is next. Again I won’t talk so much about the views to them, just their side of things.

Pebbles is the standout been real, and again. I think the two feel like it’s some sort of familial thing. Honorary as all get all. Like friends, like family. With some annoyance that trades back and forth as well. Suns does agree that Pebbles could be a bit... ungrateful at times... which not speaking for themself really.

The relationship to NSH as well, family, friend and then a touch of admiration. I’ve highlighted it as a squish here for one reason and one reason alone though. My Suns has some real struggles with their relationship skills. And they cling and can be much about them.

At least they have some simple relationships as well right? The idolization of Sliver and just a casual friendship with Wind. Nothing really deep to say about those.

Also Suns totally has a squish from their side towards Moon. They want to be able to get to know her, talk to her... but she isn’t shy about been disapproving so Suns does have some... dislike. As well some of it is bleed-over from her perceived less than great handling with Pebbles. Which is really a misunderstanding mess.

Just going to drop a simple one in the middle here. Sliver of Straw doesn’t have that many relationships to run through.

She looks up to NSH in a very distant... heard his reputation on the chats way. What that reputation is... well anyone’s guess really. I just think it’s an amusing thought really.

And Moon, again, there’s a squish, bit more obvious of a crush on Sliver’s end and some admiration. Sliver was in my headcanon never a group senior, so the fact Moon is really impressed her. Pity she wasn’t really good at socializing so nothing could come of these basic emotions.

Innocence is the next one I will talk about and there’s some... funny stuff here, and some not so funny stuff as well.

Again immediately, I like the thought of Innocence having a doomed hero worship and crush on Moon, that just... won’t ever be reciprocated. Sorry Innocence, you have been identified as sibling shaped in return. Speaking of sibling shaped, the sheer petty sibling vibes between Inno and Pebbles is off the charts. Your honor, I love them.

Also sibling shaped is Inno’s relationship with Wind. Kind of a basic honorarly siblings through friendship situation there.... Also basic, Innocence just, doesn’t vibe with Suns, meanwhile they basically have, no opinion back.

NSH is just your standard friendship with annoyance privileges I thought I would have more to say, but Innocence actually has a fairly basic web and feelings to go with it. Even if poor Suns is just, irrationally despised by her. I do have an idea of why, but it’s kind of tied to, informed opinion by someone else... and witnessing events.

Finally we have WIND.

Oh boy, Wind has only a few basic emotions and relationships as a result. Casual friendship with Suns, the honorary siblingship with Innocence... their mutual dislike for Pebbles. Which is just an issue of clashing temperaments more than anything else. Also this is personal choice for it.

Moon and NSH both share a friendship with Wind, but Wind also threads those friendships with a bit of standoff... a touch of dislike. Or unease almost. It’s not really big, but I do think Wind worries sometimes, or feels the tension in the group a lot more than not...

Also Sliver. Wind admires her for the solution, despises the fallout of it and then ends up hating her for doing it.

Wind is both simple and complicated at the same time as a result.

#Rain World #THybrid Art #THybrid Iterates #Looks to the Moon RW #Five Pebbles RW #No Significant Harassment RW #Seven Red Suns RW #Sliver of Straw RW #Unparalleled Innocence RW #Grey/Chasing Wind RW #Headcanons #Relationships #I will probably eventually talk so much more about these but... #For now kind of basic overview #Also enjoy NSH having a scarf for everyone lol

[wintzero]

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9Anime 9Anime.Movie - Free Watch Hetalia: Axis Powers - Paint It, White! Online with Sub, DubĮarth is under attack by extraterrestrials and a group of eight people meet to decide on a course of action.

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Watch Hetalia: Axis Powers - Paint It, White! video Online Free on 9anime - 9anime.movie is the best site to watch Hetalia: Axis Powers - Paint It, White! Free online, or you can even watch Hetalia: Axis Powers - Paint It, White! movie free HD in HD quality. I’m not all that fond of Poland’s accent, I think it should be a little more valley girl but it is pretty good in getting the stuck up feeling.Hetalia: Axis Powers - Paint It, White! English Sub/Dub free on 9Anime They bring a lot of new characters in and sometimes it is a little hard to understand some of the accents or words they use. I love both English and Japanese dubs and can’t wait to see even more of them. The voice actors are perfect and witty in there stereotypical banter. The artwork is the same as the first one, not changing the awesome look of it at all. I really want them to actually create a new season because there are so many characters that came up at the end of the show and they really need to show them more!The OVA doesn’t really feel like an OVA in a sense because of how close it is to the actual show that I don’t know why they didn’t just put it together. Some things that they say actually can be taken wrong and give girls like me who am into Yaoi a chance to swoon because of it. Even though Germany and Italy are separate, we still get times where Italy is sneaking into Germany’s bed still! This show actually reminds me a lot of why people want to do most of the pairings it shows a lot more of the feelings between the nations and opens up possibilities into what they feel. I would of thought it would be a bit closer to Germany’s instead of Austria’s accent. I love it still! There are a lot of times where the third season isn’t as good as the first and second but this one isn’t one of them! It’s hard not to have the second season of a comedy go bad though it can happen.Prussia’s attitude is spot on, giving him the somewhat annoying feeling but with that awesome felling we get. I would still recommend it, but it is not as good as Axis Powers. While I still enjoyed World Series, it fell short for me due to the expectations I had of it from Axis Powers. While the vast majority of the other characters are also good, I just didn't feel the same connection with them as I did the Axis and Allies. Some exceptions include Prussia and Hungary, which I found quite funny and entertaining to watch, but I did not like Poland so well, and I'd have to say that he is my least favorite character in the series. While they still play a major part in the series, they are not as big and have to share the spotlight with characters I did not connect to as well in World Series.

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I fell in love with the Axis and Allies from Axis Powers, and the few various other characters that they ran across there, but I just did not feel the same connection with the characters who got more time in World Series that I did with the Axis and Allies. Same great animation from Axis Powers returns here in World series, with the excellent character designs. I felt that World Series was a decent series in its own right, but it fell short of my expectations from the previous series. Also the jokes didn't seem to be as funny as the jokes in Axis Powers. I felt that this was because of the exploration of the other countries in the series other than the main Axis and Allies characters, while it was good, it made me wish that I could watch more of the Axis and Allies. I feel that Axis Powers was better than World Series. Even though I still found the story to be entertaining with all of the jokes and historical references that I love, it just did not seem to measure up to Hetalia: Axis Powers.

#Hetalia paint it white english sub

[genshinwriter111]

The Monstadt and Liyue boys: You are the victim of a killing game+you as the blackened

Diluc, Venti, Albedo, Chongyun, Kazuha, Childe, Aether, Xiao, Xingqiu, Zhongli, Scaramouche

Warnings: Blood, Death, Self-Hate, Self-Blaming, Depression Mentions, Swearing, Injury Detail, Execution Detail, All detail described is vivid, but original, slight mentions of suicidal intentions. Be warned, this fic is not for the faint of heart. I’m on mobile, so please scroll past if any of this triggers you.

Based off of Danganronpa, but not many spoilers for the games.

Gender Neutral (You/Yours, They/Them)

Ultimates will be put next to the GI characters names, and yours will be ‘(Ultimate Talent)’.

They still possess their visions

This may interfere with canon, but this is an AU so that doesn’t matter. Also it breaks some rules of Danganronpa, and again this a fanfiction so take that as you will.

The executions will be on a seperate line, if you’d prefer to skip the detail.

Requests are open! For Genshin Impact only at the moment.

Diluc, The Ultimate Winery Owner

Your body is found

Diluc had remained level headed throughout this ordeal, especially since you were there. He believed he had to protect you, and would do anything for you to both escape. It was just another day, during free time when the body announcement played. He sighed, knowing how upset you’d be, you were usually one of the unlucky few that ran into the body first. Unlike usual, you hadn’t ran off to find him. “Maybe they haven’t found it yet..” He muttered, his mind not dare travelling to the darkest assumption. As he walked, he became more concerned. Hopefully, you were just asleep in your dorm and had missed the announcement. As Diluc approached the area, he noticed the guilty glances of others. He was confused, and upon entering the room, he froze. He didn’t want to believe it. There you were, chest slashed open. It was a gruesome sight, he felt sick. He rushed to your side, not wanting to believe this was real. But when he grabbed your arm, and it was cold. He blamed himself, he was meant to protect you. He didn’t want to lose you too. But he did, and he snapped. Nobody saw him until the trial. And when your killer was found out? Well, he almost killed them himself. It wouldn’t be surprising if he turned into a blackened.

You are the Blackened.

“And that would make the killer, (Full Name).” One of the others had announced. Your boyfriend stared at you, in denial. You let out a laugh. “Oh, well done. You got it right.” You seemed nonchalant about it, and shrugged. The voting was quickly dealt, despite Diluc’s protests. When Monokuma announced that yes, it was you, Diluc still couldn’t believe it. He walked over to you. “Why?” He questioned, but his voice was breaking. “Well, I wasn’t planning on getting caught. I wanted us out of here, no matter the cost.” You said with a sigh. You seemed frustrated your plan hadn’t gone through. He stared at you, with shock. He didn’t believe it, he never would. But he knew what came next, you’d both seen it before. He didn’t give the others a chance to get near you, and embraced you. You gave smiled one final time at the Ultimate Winery Owner, before the chain locked around your neck, ripping you out his arms.

Your Execution.

Everyone was silent, as it started, but Diluc stared blankly, and if it wasn’t clear, he was in silent tears. He didn’t want to watch this, but it was like he was in a trance. You were tied down to a chair, something that looked like it was from an older time. There were mumbles about how this would go, most of the survivors being confused. That was until wine bottles were smashed against the ground near you, and he knew what was coming next. He wanted to rush in, and try stopping it, but it was like you could sense his thoughts, and practically froze him with a glare. The next part, broke the man, fully. A match was thrown into the spilled alcohol, and it engulfed the area in flames. Your screams and pleas destroyed whatever happiness he had left. And when the execution was over, he made a mental promise to be joining you soon.

Venti, The Ultimate Bard

Your body is found

The bard was always desperate for his freedom to be back, but he wouldn’t kill, no. Especially not if there was a chance you could be hurt. He’d developed an attachment to you throughout this, and you’d spend many nights in one another’s dorms. You’d listen as he strums his Lyre, one of the few things keeping you both sane through this hellhole. That all came crumbling down, as he was the first to find your body, and screamed. Others rushed in, and Venti was hyperventilating. He wouldn’t believe this, he couldn’t. He refused to leave your body’s side. As much as the way you were murdered made him disgusted to see, he just wanted his moments to say goodbye. “I’m so sorry, (Name)...I failed to protect someone again.” He sobbed out once the others had left to search for clues elsewhere. When the killer was announced, Venti sure did have a few choice words with them. He was screaming, and wouldn’t calm down. His composure was lost, and he wasn’t the same after losing you too.

You’re the blackened.

Venti couldn’t believe his eyes as your name was voted by everyone. And when it was comfirmed? The bard ran to you and clung to your body. He begged you for an answer, and when you said it was for his freedom? He sobbed. He said things he didn’t mean, and you knew he didn’t, not taking them to heart. His gaze was hidden from the monochrome bear, and you nodded at it. Signalling the end of your time. You knew there was no where to run, and you feared that the male you’d loved would be hurt if you made a break for it. You kissed Venti on the forehead, muttering your gentle apology and that you loved him. He mumbled an ‘I love you too’ and you knew he forgave you. But just as the words had left his mouth, you were ripped from him, now facing your death.

Your Execution.

Venti couldn’t watch, he knew you didn’t want him to. “I’m so sorry, (Name)..” He said under his breath, while crying. You couldn’t guess what would come next, when an instrument was shoved in your hands. If you messed up a note, the asphyxiation from the chain would only be slowed, not stopped. You just wanted this over with, and played to the best of your abilites. Venti covered his ears, he couldn’t listen or watch. When it was over, he dropped to his knees still sobbing, and it took one of the others dragging him to get him to move. He was rarely seen again, unless needed. There never was a spark in his eye, like before. Any melody the others heard when passing by was dark, it made them sad just hearing it.

Albedo, The Ultimate Alchemist

Your body is found

The two of you had developed a relationship, both having being considered ‘outcasts’ from the others. He would teach you of alchemy, and you would teach him (ultimate talent). You shared a gentle bond, even if at times it didn’t seem like you were all that close around the others, both minding your own business. It was a late night and you were in his ultimate lab, he calmly asked you to try this one thing he’d been working on, and you agreed, knowing he would never hurt you on purpose. You took the glass from him, and drank it. You soon felt your eyes grow heavy, and it was as if your pulse was slowing. Albedo gently called your name, concern written in his eyes. You couldn’t reply, seconds later, limply dropping against him. He felt panic rise, checking for any sign of life, and didn’t find it. In the trial, he was mostly silent. And upon his guilty judge? He accepted it, he was furious at himself, the one person that trusted him, died by his hands? Who wouldn’t that anger?

You are the blackened.

You laughed as your name was announced and Albedo stared. He didn’t want to believe it, but he did accept it. There was nothing he could change, nor do about this. He wished you’d just spoken to him, and told him to do it. He would have, especially since you did it so he would be free from all this. Your boyfriend approached you, and hugged you. The others muttered things of ‘Well that wasn’t a surprise’ and the like. You gave him a soft kiss, before accepting your fate. “Now! We’ve got a special punishment for (Full Name) The (Ultimate Talent)!” With that, you were chained and tied to a pole. “This is an especially special punishment, made by one your own!” The monochrome bear called out. There were confused yells, people panicking at one another. Who would it be?

Your Execution.

The lights flickered off, then on again. But it was a spotlight. The light fell on Albedo. “What..?” He questioned, staring at the others. Just as his question fell from his lips, an agonizing scream could be heard on your end. Chemicals upon chemicals were being launched at you. The others yelled at him, wondering how he could do something like this to somebody he’d called a lover. Albedo didn’t know, and called out again. “But..I never wanted this?! Especially not for them..” He recieved a laugh in return. “Now now, dear alchemist. If you hadn’t prepared all of these, your supposed sweetheart would’ve just had a quick little death! This is all *your* fault~” Monokuma said with a sing-song tone. He was lying, this would’ve had the same outcome no matter what Albedo did. But, the alchemist believed him. And cried. It was silent, and he didn’t realise it, but he was crying.He fully blamed himself, there was after all no evidence otherwise. It didn’t take long before he was considered dangerous, and avoided

Chongyun, The Ultimate Exorcist

Your body is found

An argument had been a bit too heated for him, and his condition acted up. You’d went with him, to the small area of his lab that was colder than the rest. He would normally come with you there, to calm down. Usually, you were dressed more appropriately for the temperature. You didn’t worry this time, more concerned over your boyfriend. You stayed cuddled close to him, but the temperature soon became too much. You didn’t want to upset him further, and stayed silent. He didn’t notice. You slowly felt your eyes shut, and rested more against him. He felt the weight, and went to tap your hand to let you know that he was fine now. But then he felt the skin that was far too cold. He screamed, and others rushed in. He didn’t forgive himself. He should have known, noticed, anything...Many nights were spent crying himself to sleep.

You’re the blackened

Disbelief, and thats all. He didn’t forgive you, but he did at the same time. He hated and loved you. It hurt, badly. And upon hearing your reasoning? He became more conflicted. He was lucky he brought popsicles, because otherwise it wouldn’t be good for him. He saw your stressed expression and sighed, before walking over and hugging you. You would be dead soon, anyway. This is the least he could do. The moment came all too fast, and then you were gone.

Your Execution

You had to try fending off spirits, but they weren’t real. You grew tired, fast as they weren’t normal opponents, plus the cold chill wasn’t anything better. Chongyun realised far too late he wasn’t mad, and he still loved you fully. He almost called it out to you, but you slipped up and were killed. It was bloody, and he felt sick. He hated this feeling. He just wanted you back, and in his arms. At the very least, you were out of this game, and resting somewhere. Maybe...maybe he would join you early. This was caused by him, after all.

Kazuha, The Ultimate Poet

Your Body is Found

You and the poet were close from the beginning. It hadn’t been long for a relationship to bloom from that. He would also tell you stories of his time at sea, while you both stayed together in the late evenings. You had said to him you just wanted to go grab a book, and he believed you’d be fine. That proved to be a fatal mistake, as when you entered the library, you were killed by a set trap. Kazuha waited, for an hour, before growing worried and rushing to your last known location. Being the library. He saw your body, and the panic rised. He quickly got everybody together, and was one of the main people during the investigation. At the trial, he was the first suspect, being the last person to be seen with you, and for not showing much emotion, but with his evidence, he was proven guilt free and the killer was found. They certainly didn’t expect the insults that flew from his mouth. He was anything but calm now. He’d lost two people by not being there in time, of course he was pissed off.

You are the blackened

Silence. That’s all you were met with. You couldn’t blame him, and you didn’t want to guilt him so you made an excuse as to why you killed. You had done it so the two of you could be free and sail off. You claimed it was because you were bored, and wanted something interesting to happen. He didn’t approach you. He just stared. It was disheartening. He still loved you, he just...he needed time. Time neither of you had. Not when you yelled out an apology as you were dragged to your final moments and any chance he had to let you know he forgives you, was gone.

Your Execution

You were sat in a chair, a book was slammed in front of you. Metallic hands wrapped around your neck and you guess what to do. Maybe...maybe you could survive this? You read, slowly, the poetry in hand. It was a painstaking process, but when you got to the end of the book, and lowered it, you thought it was over. Maybe this was a lucky chance? That was until you were finally choked fully. Kazuha knew he had time to yell it, that he did forgive you. But that was all gone now. You’d never know that he did love you still, despite everything. He’d lost two people close to him, and was now shut down. And tired.

Tartaglia, The Ultimate Freestyle Martial Artist

Your Body Is Found

You’d both taken a habit of approaching one another with an invitation to spar. It had started with him doing it solely to train you to defend yourself, but then it became a game to the both of you. Childe had decided today he would find you, as you’d snuck up often on him. He entered your dorm, calling out your name. What he didn’t expect was it to be a mess, and have things broken. “(Name)? Are you here? Is this a prank....?” He had asked, while walking around, looking for you, but he never expected the site of your cold, dead body under a table. He approached, almost laughing. “Come on now, (Name), this isn’t funny.” He reached his hand out, to grab your own, but being met with the cold feeling, he jumped back. He stared, and stared. He was in denial. He wouldn’t believe it. He didn’t. Not even at the trial. Not afterwards, not even at his own death, did he ever believe you were dead. He knew it was stupid, but somewhere inside he believed that this was some cruel joke, and you would both return home at some point.

You are the blackened

In case you had any doubt, Childe forgave you instantly as the news was announced. You thanked him, and he held you. He wasn’t upset or mad at you in the slightest. However, he was furious at Monokuma, knowing your execution would happen in mere moments. He held you, not wanting to let you go, ever. Tartaglia kissed your forehead, and muttered an ‘I love you.’ You smiled at him, before being dragged away.

Your Execution

A pole was thrown in your arms as these things started to attack, you tried defending yourself, but it was hard. You thought you’d have a way out, but the stage you were on became slippery and wet, and you struggled. Childe felt a fury burn inside bright than before, and ran to your aid, disarming one of the things and using that to defend you and himself. It seemed to be going well, but they were coming faster than either of you could handle. Tartaglia swore he would get you out of there, but that all fell down as you missed a hit and were killed with one blow. Everyone thought it was over, but they kept attacking, eventually overpowering him too. At the very least, you were able to die together.

Aether, The Ultimate Traveller

Your body was found

Aether didn’t believe his eyes, not when he saw the person he promised to be with forever, dead, stabbed so many times and blood marking most of your skin. It was horrifying, some of it wasn’t even a knife, it looked like an axe or something. At the trial, he snapped. He’d already been seperated from his sister, and now this? You were the one person he told everything to. And now you were dead? Aether was beyond pissed. He normally was sweet and pretty chill, but that was gone. All the frustration he had, was taken out on the killer. If it wasn’t for the fact he knew you’d be upset wherever you were, Aether probably would’ve killed them. He also had to find Lumine, and couldn’t do that while dead.

You are the blackened

He had one question. “Why?” He wasn’t mad, or upset, he just wanted to know. And when you quietly confessed it was so he could see his sister again? He cried. He held you close. He didn’t let you go. Not as the votes were cast, not as it was confirmed you were the blackened. He couldn’t be mad at you, after you’d given up your life so he could leave you guilt free? Maybe..there was a way he could save you. He didn’t have time to debate, as you were ripped straight from him. He made a promise if he could, he would try to save you.

Your Execution.

A fight. That was what you had to. Survive the swarms and swarms of enemies. Aether rushed in quickly, not giving anybody time to protest. You both fought, back to back. But it grew tiring, very tiring. Eventually, you were stabbed, and it pierced deep. You dropped down, sobbing out for him, and he froze up. This caused him to be also hit down. The blade was ripped from your back, and he reached his hand out, just to comfort you. He knew this was it, your and his death would be for nothing. Just as he was about to grab your hand, one of the bots stepped on it, shattering the bone. At the same time he grasped his own hand, you were brutally stabbed multiple times in front of him. He sobbed, before being killed off with blunt force to the head. He knew Lumine wouldn’t find out. They’d been seperated again, and she was in another world entirely.

Xiao, The Ultimate Adeptus

Your body is found

You and him weren’t close, per se. But still found comfort in the other’s presence. You and him had this sort of thing where you would watch out for each other. He, however, kept more of a constant gaze on you. Xiao never took his duty to protect you lightly. He slipped up once. You called his name just a second too late. He found the killer fast, luckily. They were luckily he didn’t kill them right there. He was...angry. At himself. Not at you. He made the mistake, he wasn’t watching you.

You’re the blackened.

Forgiven. Immediately. You apologised and all he did was...hold you? He apologised in return, and confessed the feelings harbouring in his heart. You blinked at him, shocked. But you reciprocated the feelings, and told him so. He felt regret he hadn’t said it sooner. Maybe then...but he didn’t have to reconsider his foolish decision as you were dragged down the hall.

Your Execution..?

Run. Thats all you could do. You ran and ran while the monokuma bots chased you. It also felt like you were running out of air. You wanted to survive...and knew what you had to. You called out Xiao’s name, just soft enough. And he had to. He appeared by you and fought to your defence. The two of you ran, and ran more. Amd fought too. It seemed like the exit was in sight. And it was, but it was closing fast and..only one of you would make it. Xiao knew what he had to do, and sped up, shoving you through the exit...and he followed. You were...free. It was surprising and you gasped for oxygen, clinging to him. It surprised both of you, neither of you thinking you’d make it.

Zhongli, The Ultimate Storyteller

Your body is found

Close. You were close from the day you came here. Many nights were spent in each other’s arms, him telling tales upon tales. You’d listen with interest. But that’s the fond memories he looked back upon. Now, he was alone. Without your constant questions, and curiosity. Without your hopeful reminder that you’ll both make it out. All that was left was this trial room, and your to be found killer.

You’re the blackened

Forgiveness, again. He pulled you into the safety of his arms as your confession to the others spilled out. You admitted it was selfish, and you just wanted him and yourself to be free. They weren’t happy, but understood. That’s all most of them wanted, anyway. Zhongli could feel your pulse begin to race, and slowly whispered one of your favourite stories. It calmed you slowly, and you were ready to accept what faced you.

Your Execution

The drag and then being locked to a pole? Painful, much? He wanted to avert his gaze. But you would expirience that, and it would be just rude of him to ignore you. He felt sick watching the Execution happen. Books flew at you from angles and at rapid paces. You sobbed out for help, but nobody could do anything. It was a cruel reality, but...maybe there was a chance? He thought, as your battered body dropped down from the pole...and you moved. It sounded like...like warmth. Safety...You heard him call for you...You tried moving to the sound, and just as you felt you could reach it, your skull was bashed in the final time. He only stared. He was...he couldn’t take it. The pain was overwhelming..He wished he could just take you into his arms and say everything is fine but...it wasn’t. And it never will be.

Xingqiu, The Ultimate Writer

Your body is found

A prank. That’s all it was meant to be, just a harmless little joke. Nothing to hurt you, let alone kill you. Just a simple water bucket prank. But he had no idea you already were heavily injured. And just as he noticed, it was too late. He dealt the blow. He was the blackened. He killed the love of his life, the one person who consistently tolerated his pranks and teases. Xingqiu accepted his fate, with no struggle.

You are the blackened

Denial. Another one in denial. He considered this just like one his books he read lately. You would tell him that everything was a prank, you weren’t the killer. But when everyone called the vote, and it was confirmed. He yelled at you. He was upset, at...everyone, himself included. Everyone..except you. He wanted to tell you, that he was sorry. That he did forgive you. But he couldn’t, as the chain locked around your neck.

Your Execution

Chained down to a chair, and a paper was slammed down in front of you, with a pen. You were confused, but got the hint. You wrote and wrote, which had you distracted from the area slowly flooding. You slowly started to suffocate in the water, but it didn’t bother you. You felt like it wasn’t even happening. Xingqiu started yelling, begging you to try and survive. You couldn’t hear him, only the sound of your own thoughts. And eventually, your body gave out.

Scaramouche, The Ultimate Debater

Your body is found

From the beginning, you had made an agreement. You would watch out for each other in trials, backing the other up, always an alibi. You considered him a friend, and told him so. You did consider him more, but kept that under wraps. But he never reciprocated..at least you thought he didn’t. Scaramouche did feel the same, but thought he’d have time to tell you. He believed you would be there the next day, the day he would tell you. Tomorrow. He didn’t want there to be a chance you didn’t feel the same, but had considered it, because it would be better than you never knowing. He knocked on your dorm, expecting you to answer at the call of your name, but you didn’t...And he grew annoyed, assuming you were sleeping in. He sighed under his breath, before opening the door, and being met with the sight he never wanted to see. Your bloodied body, clutching a letter to your bleeding chest. You were long gone. He swiftly walked over, trying to ignore the tears rising to his eyes and grabbed the letter, hoping to find some clue as to who your killer was. But as he read through it, his eyes widened. It was a confession. To him. In your writing, that he completely recognised. And he felt regret. He hadn’t even told you that he cared about you. As far as you were aware, you were just a toy to him. Maybe at first, yes, but not as of late. During the trial, he was anything but calm, snapping if anybody dared to speak ill of you. When the blackened was found, they were screamed and swore at. Insults hurled second by second. They likely were terrified of him. And when they were executed, he laughed. If it was possible, people feared him more. And tried to avoid him at all possible costs.

You’re the blackened

Keeps defending you, even when it was a lie. When the votes were cast, and you were still found out, he started yelling. For a moment, others assumed he was an accomplice, but you and Monokuma denied that fact. He was still in denial, hardly able to accept the fate that was in front of his eyes. He asks you why? Why couldn’t you just tell him to do it? It’s rare to see him on the verge of tears, but his pride is in shambles. You gave a laugh, with a sorry before fate dragged you to your doom.

Your Execution

It was some kind of...trap. You were just stuck there. The contraption slowly brought you to your doom, or what you assumed to be. With some careful consideration, you managed to slip from it, avoiding the fate planned. Nobody knew this, and assumed you died when it was stopped. Scaramouche was not the one to find you, it was somebody else. They quickly brought you to him, and he hugged you, tightly. He was shaking, and yelling at the same time. He was just glad you were alive, that’s all that mattered to him. You both managed to escale from there, possibly with others.

Well, hope that wasn’t too OOC. Sorry for the gruesome imagines <3 Another angst fic is coming soon! Prepare :)

#genshin impact x reader #danganronpa #DR #Aether #Albedo #Chongyun #Diluc #scaramouche x reader #Xingqiu #zhongli #murder #blood #gore #TW #Trigger Warning #TW: Suicidal Mentions

[quirkwizard]

With the final arc rapidly approaching, I thought it would be fun to share some of my hopes for the story going forward. To preface this, I usually don't like to predict what happens in a story. I find that doing such things often leads to disappointment, setting up expectations that the story may not meet and souring the experience. So consider this more of a wish list or ideas I think would be interesting. In that case, I had a lot of ideas and had to narrow them down. So if you want to hear those or have some of your own ideas, feel free to let me know. And since I’ve already discussed some of my ideas with Tomura and Izuku, I won’t cover them here.

-A return of the Shikuetsu students in some fashion. I always felt these characters were underutilized. They were set up with this whole rivalry with UA and all the characters were fleshed out for their brief spotlight, but nothing was really done with them. And it's been setup that UA and Shiketsu are connected to one another now via the system Nezu made. Maybe there is an attack at UA and they come to defend all of the civilians. Maybe that could take part in the battle. It would be neat to see Inasa and Endeavor interact, possibly with Endeavor acknowledging him or Inasa realizing Enji doesn’t have that hateful glare anymore.

-Spinner leaving. I'm not saying that I want redemption for him, I just think that it'd make sense for him to try and get out of everything in the chaos. Because I still think Spinner is a person way in over his head who does not want to do this. Even when he says he's in too deep, I feel like he doesn't really mean it. It came across more as an excuse rather than a justification. And if at all possible, I would like to have him interact with Stain. Considering how much Spinner has been influenced by and has walked a similar path to Stain, I would be interesting to see how the two see each other and if Spinner would be changed by the experience.

-I would want Dabi to die, but in a specific way. I think it would be a fitting end for him to die by burning himself to death by using his Quirk in a fight against Shoto. He'd be so consumed by his hatred that he'd keep trying to burn his flames brighter and brighter, utterly consumed by his anger against Endeavor and Shoto.That being said, I’m not sure what to do with Endeavor. While I do think that him dying as an act of penance would make sense, preferably defending Shoto, I would be fine with him living as well. Not every redemption arc has to end with the character dying. If anything, it may be more poignant if he lived, forced to forever bear the weight of his actions and trying to atone through his actions.

-Izuku keeps "One For All". One idea I've heard going around is that Izuku will defeat Tomura or All For One by giving up "One For All", causing either one of them to be destroyed from the inside out from the power overload of the two Quirks being in a single body. I do think that could be a neat way to end it, getting rid of two Quirks that were far too powerful for this world and prime symbols of either side. However, I think that Izuku ending the series as a Quirkless would be a bit of a slap in the face. We've seen him grow and develop all the time, just to see him back where he was before. If the story does go in that direction, I'd like him to still have some power. Maybe a he gets a new copy of "One For All", maybe he gets a new power entirely, just something.

-An epilogue taking place in the future. While I do think that the series could end with a few wrap up chapters and an ambiguous promise of things working out, I do think that we need to skip ahead to see where everything ends up. Not only because I'd like to see these characters become real heroes, especially Izuku becoming the proper number one, but just the broader implications of their actions on the hero world. The series keeps playing up that this would be the generation that changes the world for the better. I believe that could be best shown by skipping ahead to see that future play out. That way, we could really get an impact on what these characters did. All of their struggles and sacrifices were not in vein and the world got to live in a better tomorrow because of it.

#My Hero Academia #Not Quirks #Midoriya Izuku #Deku #Tomura Shigaraki #All For One #Shoto Todoroki #Enji Todoroki #Endeavor #Dabi #Inasa Yoarashi #Shuichi Iguchi #Spinner #MHA Meta #MHA Theory

[aerialflight]

Fic Rec (it's been too long and I read a whole lot of fics)

I've read so many fics these past couple of months and my need to share them to the world has seized me by the throat. Please enjoy and support these fanfic writers! They are the best. XD

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[Naruto]

Nine-Tailed Foxes are Dead by RowlettLesbian

Ship: Shikamaru/Naruto

For Konoha, it's been one month since the preliminary Chunin exams. For Naruto, it's been six. And he wasn't in Konoha.

At the end of his ordeal, Naruto walks into the Chunin Exam finals without his left arm.

Shikamaru is very concerned. And, eventually, very precious to Naruto as they work together to solve the mysteries of Konoha and bring kindness to the Shinobi world, one adventure at a time.

(I would die for this fic. I know the summary sounds doom and gloom but IT'S NOT. This fic made me fucking cry, I don't think I've ever read a fic that characterized Naruto so right. He's so full of hope and love and develops into the best version of himself and I'm so HERE FOR IT. And it's not just Naruto, Shikamaru is absolutely amazing here along with Kakashi and surprise surprise Ino, I can't BELIEVE it took me this long to stumble across this fic. Also THE WORLDBUILDING IS TO DIE FOR!!! And the plot! Is! So! Interesting! Just, everything about this fic is just amazing so please PLEASE read this!!!)

The End of the Uchiha by RowlettLesbian

Ship: Naruto/Sasuke

“I promise, little electric spirit of this shrine,” he whispered into the soft dirt and fallen leaves, “I will never gain the eyes. I will never pass them on. And I will make sure the eyes end in my brother, so that they can’t hurt anybody anymore. I will be the last Uchiha, and see to the end of the Copy-Wheel Clan. Then all of the hatred here can stop, and my family can rest peacefully. I promise, little shrine.”

Sasuke is more than his brother thinks he is. He's more than any Uchiha has ever been. He will kill his brother, but it will not be vengeance.

It will be mercy.

(Same author as the one above, they are the gift that keeps on giving. Seriously, HOW did I NEVER FIND THESE FICS before now??? One of life's greatest mysteries. The author's sense of humor is so on point here along with the atmospheric writing that's so vivid in the mind. Their writing style is so recognizable to me now and makes me fall into the world they're creating, it's stunning. Sasuke here makes me want to hug him and the idea of him living like a feral ghibli character has me LIVING. Check the tags of the fic, all of it is true, hand to god. Please give all of the author's fics a shot, it's a rabbit hole I'm thankful I fell into!)

mil fantasmas (gritan en calma) by LegaciesandMemories

Post-Tsukuyomi, something in Uchiha Sasuke's mind shatters. The same night, Yamanaka Ino falls asleep and doesn't wake up for 15 days.

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In which Ino and Sasuke both wake from the aftermath of the Uchiha Massacre with the ability to see ghosts, and no one is prepared for the fallout.

(This fic has arrested my curiosity and eagerness to know what will happen next. These poor kids need so many hugs and Ino is getting the spotlight she deserves. I am so excited for this fic and what it has in store! Please read! XD)

Lichtenberg Figures by Asteroid_Duck (JustThatOneGirl1815)

Name: Kakashi Hatake Rank: Jounin Status: Missing Nin Missing Since: June 15th, 271 AD Note: Flee on Sight . . . Haburashi looked his team in the eyes— three, fresh out of the Academy genin— and resolved to teach them as best as he could. And right now, his lesson was simple: “Stay. Away. From. Kakashi. Hatake.”

(Dimension travel fic with a slice of Kakashi being an absolute troll and dealing with the shitty hand he's been dealt with. Seriously, the man has the worst luck in all of Konoha. Also, the mystery of the other Kakashi's history has me leaning by the edge of my seat, I need to know.)

The Governess by Ysmirel

Ship: Kakashi/OFC

"“What,” he finally asked, “is so funny?”

Ibara bit her lower lip to keep the chuckles in, still smiling and making absolutely no effort to get more space between them, seemingly perfectly at ease within reach of a trained shinobi. Her self-control wasn't all that good, as she ended up snorting and was overcame once again by another fit of laughter. “I just- It's just-” She struggled to speak, trying to catch her breath and wiping away tears of mirth with the hand that wasn't still holding onto his vest. Finally, she looked him in the eye and said, with a smile that was all teeth and without a hint of her previous drunken stupor, “and who's going to believe you?”

As he stood there, stunned by her words and change in demeanor, he realized with dawning horror that she was right."

In which Kakashi finds himself at the other end of the troll shtick, and he doesn't appreciate it all that much.

(It's so hard to find self-insert fics with a fresh concept these days, especially in the naruto fandom. Not that I don't enjoy and devour a lot of self insert fics like it's going out of style, but it's just so nice to find something new and shiny and really damn good. I'm so pumped for this fic and how it's going to develop so please join me in rooting for this fic!)

half a league (until the valley of death) by SpectersShadow117

Kakashi can think of no reason for Sasuke's inexplicable and drastic change in behavior. He doesn't like the desperate, haunted gleam in his student's eyes, and he also doesn't like the nagging feeling that he's missing something very important. Aka: Future Sasuke goes to Past Sasuke and gives him a reality check with Specific Intentions, but as with most Uchiha, his methods leave much to be desired. (Featuring: Childhood trauma FTW, Konoha's shitty care of orphans, and absolutely no one having a fun time.)

(Sasuke wanting to change the future out of complete and utter spite has me LIVING. Sasuke is such a Mess here and the twist on the time travel premise is so good and the kid is so Traumatized and Desperate and Not Having A Good Time. Naruto and Sakura developing as better ninjas and Kakashi trying his best makes me want to scream. Also, how Sasuke thinks about Itachi makes me want to cackle. I am 100% down for this. I am rooting for this kid, go get them! XD)

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[Harry Potter]

fruit loops in time (circle around me) by justprompts

Ships: Harry/Draco, Remus/Sirius

"This is Crabbe, and Goyle," the blonde boy says, pointing at the two boys next to him. "And I'm Malfoy, Draco Ma - "

Ron laughs, and Malfoy immediately bristles.

"Think my name's funny, do you?" Malfoy says, angrily. "No need to ask yours - "

"You're honestly so cute," Ron interrupts, yet again, shaking his head. "So tiny. And so angry, all the time. It's adorable."

Alternatively Ron Weasley, Time Traveller Extraordinaire, is stuck in the same seven year Hogwarts Loop, repeating the same thing over and over again. Naturally, he's so done with everything.

(This is the greatest hp fic I've ever read. I LOVE RON WEASLEY and by the time you read this fic SO WILL YOU!! This is the fic I WISH I have the ability to write. I read this entire fic aloud to my brother and we spent literal hours howling and talking about how utterly insane and incredible this fic is, it's amazing. This is hands down my favorite Ron Weasley. You Can Pry This Fic From My Cold Dead Fingers.)

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[Boku no Hero Academia]

Kacchan's Cult by Ourliazo

Pro Hero Ground Zero is attacked, originally meant to be de-aged out of existence by a desperate villain but is instead launched into his 14-year-old self.

But Katsuki is a fucking pro so whatever, time to fuck up someone's day. And sure, maybe he's only one man, but that's why he conscripts the entirety of the UA student body into tearing down some criminal empires.

(It's time travel, crack, and Bakugou being his usual explody, competent self. What more in life do you want? Seriously though, please read. I'm obsessed with this fic and having a Good Time!)

Cleaning Crew; Teaching Kids to Value their Safety, for Fun and Profit by Reavv

Takenaka Hideo is a thirty-two year old, in mild desperation for money, who has just been hired as a new janitor for UA's support staff. He has a quirk that lets him find lost objects, a liaison with the police because of it, and desperate desire for competent co-workers.

Oh, and he's already lived a previous life, in a world where quirks and heroes didn't even exist.

Not a big deal, though. It's not like you ever see the janitor playing a big part in action movies. He's here to get paid, and that's it.

On the opposite side of the equation, class 1-A has to wonder at the new UA cryptid that always seems to show up when things are on fire, and who keeps trying to convince them to let the adults handle the fire extinguisher.

(A great deal of fun packed into one fic. That is how I title this fic and nothing will change my mind! Hideo just wants to quietly do his job and not get in the way. I Relate. Please read!)

Poltergeist by WriterGreenReads

Class 1-A is haunted.

Well, not really.

I AM dead, though.

World's friendliest poltergeist, at your service.

(I don't know how I got so sucked into OC fics, but I found some fantastic fics along the way so I have no regrets. The author really tries to push the premise and I just love all the interactions and dynamics that form as the fic gets further in. And the OC character and all the hijinks they get up to cracks me up! At the same time, it's pretty heartwarming and it's practically a friendships galore fic! Definitely recommend it!)

invincible by supercrunch for Engrin

Ship: Bakugou/Midoriya

This is the way the world works: the sun rises in the east. The strong come out on top. Bakugou Katsuki rockets through life like a comet and Midoriya Izuku stumbles after. If he believed in such things Katsuki would say it was written in the stars. That some god of war had looked at him and said this one. That he’d been passed along a line to get his blessings – genius, willpower, fearless ambition – and dropped off on earth.

Then, of course, there is the question of Deku. The spitfire runt. Deku, no matter what the world does to him, never stops hoping.

Until, of course, he eventually does.

(Katsuki broke him. Snapped him in half like a twig and now has to scramble to put Deku back together. “We can do this, Deku," he says slowly. "There are so many mysteries that never got put to bed. Criminals roaming around looking to hurt people and you and me, we can fix that.”

There’s a long pause. The comforter slips a little off Deku’s skinny shoulders and drowns him. “You mean like a team?”

In that split second, Katsuki makes a decision he’s never even considered. He swallows his pride. “Yeah, Deku. We’d be a team.”)

(If there was any other way canon could've gone, this is the story I would've wanted. It's perfect.)

Inadvertent Wilderness Therapy by Cacid

Following an unfortunate encounter with a teleporter on the last day of internships, Bakugou Katsuki and Hakamata Tsunagu spend some quality time in northern Canada.

In no particular order they will: build ugly survival shelters, stalk rabbits, run from polar bears, reflect on the chemical composition of trees, insult each other, and complain about krumholtz.

(THESE TWO. TOGETHER. IN THE WILDERNESS. IN FUCKING CANADA OF ALL PLACES. I still can't believe this fic actually exists and just how INVESTED I became in their relationship. Blue Jeanist instantly became my favorite ranked hero with this fic alone. HIS SENSE OF HUMOR IS TERRIBLE, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH FNIEWOPAF. BAKUGOU DOES TOO. IT'S FUCKING INCREDIBLE. *incoherent screeching into the wild*)

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[Stranger Things]

Baci D'aria by RabbitDarling

“Love is worth the sum of itself, and nothing more.” ― Alice Hoffman, Practical Magic

Steve learned a lot at his Aunt's side before she passed but his favourite thing she taught him was baci d'aria; special little spells that you created from the heart and put into the food you shared.

In opening his heart and gifts to those around him Steve slowly finds himself a family in a way he never thought he'd get to experience. One by One he collects pre-teens to trail in his wake like ducklings and Steve can't even refute it by the time he realizes what has happened.

(This fic is so soft and Steve is just collecting people and winning them over with his magical food (literally). I am always a sucker for heartwarming, good for the soul fics so if you want to make yourself hungry and feel all warm and gooey inside, read this!)

(Don't Fear) The Reaper by TeaFourTwo

Ship: Steve/Billy

He looks down at the blood on his hands and on the floor and wonders why the memory hasn’t broken yet, why he isn’t back in Starcourt mall with control of his body again, wonders if he's even still alive at all. Is this hell then? Or perhaps purgatory? It certainly isn’t heaven, that’s for sure. None of this makes any sense…but then what's new—nothing in Billy’s life makes sense anymore.

Billy laughs then, loud and long and unhinged. It's the only sound in the whole house, and it bounces off the walls like a fucked up echo, like the world is laughing with him.

“Jesus christ you’re insane…” It’s Max’s voice and it’s shaking. It only makes Billy laugh harder, because Max has it all wrong. Billy isn’t crazy, it’s the rest of the world that’s insane.

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Billy dies a hero of sorts. He wakes up back in his bed on Saturday morning, the third of November, 1984...nearly nine months earlier.

(Billy is stuck in a time loop and it's slowly driving him crazy. And the fic shows just how much influence Billy did have in the plot and how doomed the world is without him in it. Great character exploration with Billy's character and all the ways he's so messy and human. Definitely recommend it!)

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[Knives Out]

The Road Less Traveled By by UisceOneLove

Ship: Marta/Ransom

If Harlan wants to leave Ransom to be on his own, fine. He'll show him just what Ransom Drysdale is capable of.

or, where Ransom chooses to prove his abilities through means of the non-homicidal variety and finds himself becoming exactly what Harlan was hoping he would.

(I found this fic out of sheer chance and god, Ransom is just, so fascinating to me as a character. Marta of course is the Best here and I will forever stan her. Seriously, this is such a good fic! Please read!)

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[Haikyuu!!]

Sky Full of Stars by grilledsquids

The Hinatas are twins. They're practically identical.

But while Shouyou seeks out Karasuno's volleyball team to become the next Little Giant, Natsu is scouted to to play soccer for Shiratorizawa. While Shouyou sets his eyes on playing volleyball at the highest level possible, his sister wonders how much longer she can play soccer... and if it's worth it to keep going.

A Natsu-centric story featuring: Shiratorizawa VBC shenanigans, too many soccer OCs, mild teenage drama, a little bit of plot, and Semi Eita not knowing what a period is.

(It's just!! So cute and wholesome!!! The Shiratorizawa volleyball team is so fleshed out along with the OC characters for the girl's soccer team and I swear, it's been a long while since I've laughed this much at the sheer shenanigans that happen in a fic. It's surprisingly hard to find good gen fics in this fandom so finding this gem made me so happy! If you want a fic that brings a smile to your face, read this!!)

like water by speakingincode

Ship: Oikawa/Kageyama

“Oikawa,” Iwaizumi says, and when Tooru looks at him, he can read My best friend’s an idiot off the crease of his eyebrows. “Are you telling me you spent the last three years weirdly obsessed with Kageyama – I still remember the time you made us play him on a dumb whim, you know – and now you’re at his beck and call? Are you okay? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I’m— I’m not at his beck and call! I said no last week. It’s… It’s like you said. I get bored easily. I saw him at the park a couple weeks after they played Nationals and called him a perfect little tyrant, and he pestered me into spending time with him after,” Tooru says. “I’m not a monster, Iwa-chan. If he wants the company of his cool, handsome ex-upperclassman that badly, who am I to begrudge him?”

Or: Oikawa doesn't know why Kageyama keeps asking to meet him on Saturdays. He also doesn't know why he keeps saying yes.

(The fact this fic is canon-compliant and covers post-canon too makes me want to shout to the heavens. Fucking incredible! One of the best Oikakage fics ever and it's a crime how it's not at the top of the ship tag. Please please read!!)

twist into your shape by kakkoweeb

Ship: Oikawa/Kageyama

The only thing better than sweets were sweets containing paper that told you whether your future would be good or bad--or in Kageyama and Oikawa's case, paper that somehow caused you to live inside each other's bodies.

(Everyone probably already read this fic but it needs to be said, you need to read this fic. How these two try and manage each other's lives and slowly start to care about one another is so beautiful and sincere and I am ready to wrestle anyone to the floor and comply them into reading this fic. Doesn't matter if you like the ship, you will become a fan if you read it, I promise. Please please read!!)

Take the Long Road Home by pepperfield

Ship: Kuroo/Sawamura

When Azumane Asahi goes missing before his engagement meeting with Kozume Kenma, what other option is there but for Daichi to impersonate his brother and fake his way through a first date with Asahi's fiance?

Okay, let's be realistic - there were probably at least four other options.

Unfortunately, Tetsurou couldn't come up with any of them either, so now he's here flirting with Kenma's future husband while trying to keep his web of deceit from collapsing.

It's going to be an eventful day.

(I got obsessed with this ship alongside Oikakage and SO WILL YOU. THE POTENTIAL. THE BANTER. THE FACT THEY'RE BOTH DORKS AND THE FIC HAS IDENTITY SHENANIGANS DANCING ALL OVER IT!! I had so much fun reading this and these two are MEANT TO BE FENIWPAF. If you don't see the potential of this ship, you will now.)

a misunderstanding a day keeps the boyfriend away by bartallen for betuls

Ship: Kuroo/Sawamura

Kuroo doesn’t fall in love hard and fast like many others do – he falls slowly, and very very softly. Most of the times he doesn’t even realise he’s in love with someone until it’s too late.

(Kuroo is the dumbest man alive and I've never related to someone so hard in my life. God help me.)

You like me. by roseknight

Ship: Daishou/Kuroo

Kuroo nearly lived a Daishou-free life, and sometimes he looked back and wondered how much better and how much worse that would've been.

(I didn't even know who Daishou was until I read this fic and now I can't unsee the potential this ship has. I'm a ruined woman and I regret NOTHING.)

Kings of the Road, Kings of the Universe by EzzyDean

Eight magical captains, one bus, an entire summer (and country) waiting for them.

What could possibly go wrong?

(The magic of friendship meets the magic of a summer road trip meets pure magic.)

(CAPTAIN SQUAD IS THE BEST SQUAD SOMEBODY PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SEND ME SOME CAPTAIN SQUAD FICS I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS SQUAD IT'S A PROBLEM AAAAHHHHHH!)

宿縁 : See You Soon by MissKiraBlue

Ship: Oikawa/Kageyama

Upon arriving at the train station of death, an impure soul is granted a second chance at life against his will. Reincarnating into the body of Kageyama Tobio, a 15-year-old boy who recently committed suicide. Tobio's soul will depart at death and the soul needs to slip in to replace it. If the soul's reformation succeeds, he’ll reenter the cycle of rebirth and regain the right to be reborn. He will have three months to accomplish this task.

“Even though you had enough of life,” the soul whispered into the void of the room, “you were still afraid to hurt your hands, Tobio.”

Afraid of giving himself a scar, if he survived.

He touched his pulse and grasped life and couldn’t help but pity Kageyama Tobio.

"You wanted to die and now I’m here making you live again," he whispered into the night.

(I'm not even exaggerating when I say out of all the fics in this entire goddamn, too long list, this is the fic I'm anticipating and heart eyeing the most. It's only starting, but I already cried on chapter fucking 2, the power of this fic, holy shit. The author also wrote the hq time loop Every Tomorrows series, which I have an undying love for and am full on praying for the day it updates, so you KNOW this fic will be just as good. (Anybody who hasn't read this series, where the hell have you been?? Read it!!) Just, everything about this fic hurts me and something in my chest just aches when I read this fic. Go into it blind with an open heart and I swear to you, it's going to change your life. I'm already calling it. Seriously though, please please read!)

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[Crossover]

Learning to Fly by Asteroid_Duck (JustThatOneGirl1815)

Fandoms: Boku no Hero Academia, Naruto

The number three hero is a walking (well, flying) contradiction in every sense of the word. This includes his teaching skills. Why had Tokoyami agreed to this internship again? Oh right. He’d thought he was actually going to learn something. …….remind him to never be so optimistic again. . . . OR, Kakashi Hatake is reincarnated as the pro hero, Hawks. Tokoyami Fumikage suffers as a result.

(The reincarnation fic I never thought I needed and it's so good!! I've never really paid attention to Tokoyami and this fic sent me headfirst into loving him. Their dynamic is so interesting and I just love how their relationship develops. Also, Kakashi trolling the poor kid made me cackle, it's great! Definitely recommend it!)

Si Vis Pacem by athenoot

Fandoms: Boku no Hero Academia, John Wick

Everything has a price. That's what John has always known and will forever remember, even in death.

Which is pretty ironic considering his current circumstance.

Instead of a grown, scarred, weary body belonging to a man as cruel and broken as him, he's inhabiting a younger, smaller, unblemished one belonging to a child with strangely colored hair, and is living in what seems to be a superhuman society.

Well. May it never be said that John isn't a strategist. He can live with this. Maybe.

(Somewhere out there in the universe, he's certain he could hear the laughter of his enemies from beyond the grave.)

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Or: John Wick is reincarnated as Midoriya Izuku. The world should probably watch its back.

(This should be one of the crackiest fics I've read in a while, but it's taken so seriously and I'm so HERE FOR THIS. John Wick being John Wick in a world of quirks and heroes is the GREATEST, honestly, he's so badass. Bakugou, I feel for you, you must be so fucking confused lol. Bakugou trying his best to be a good friend is one of the best things about this fic. Trust me, this fic will make your day, promise!)

A Girl's Mind is a Dangerous Place by clenastia

Fandoms: Naruto, Fairy Tail

Natsu wakes up in Sakura's body. It only gets worse from there. Also known as: In Which Natsu has No Idea what to do with Boobs.

(I binged this in two fucking days, I couldn't put it down. This fic reminded me why I liked fairy tail when I was younger and why Natsu is honestly such a great protagonist, god. And the fic does that thing, you know, the Thing where when two worlds collide, the characters struggle to acclimate and adapt to a completely another world with different rules and mindsets against their own. This fic is seriously one of the best when it comes to that aspect, it's incredible. I am going absolutely feral over here for this fic to update, I'm waiting in the wings, ready to pounce like a tiger, all the metaphors man. For the love of god, read this fic.)

Give me a landscape made of obstacles by Melise

Fandoms: Naruto, Natsume's Book of Friends

Kakashi Hatake isn’t who he says he is.

Because the truth is that he’s actually a youkai in disguise, a wolf spirit named Madara who stumbled across the Hatake clan during the Warring States Period. Intrigued by the shinobi he saw, he’d proposed a temporary alliance in which he would offer the clan protection in exchange for their teachings.

Decades later, Madara is surprised to find himself inadvertently summoned to Konoha by the last living member of the Hatake clan. Sakumo Hatake, who is mourning the recent deaths of his wife and stillborn child, doesn’t want to be alone anymore. So with his permission, Madara takes the place of Sakumo’s deceased son in order to watch over the last Hatake.

(Fusion in which the youkai of Natsume’s Book of Friends all exist in the Naruto world. No knowledge of Natsume’s Book of Friends required).

(Before this fic, I only had a very vague idea of what Natsume's Book of Friends was, and honestly, I still don't know much about it. But I didn't really need to know to get into this fic. I love the worldbuilding and the relationships Kakashi forms, both supernatural and mortal. I love how Kakashi's inhumane ways affect others around him, whether to stress them out or become used to the strange. You can go straight into this fic without knowing anything and absolutely still have a fantastic time. I definitely recommend this so please read!)

#Fanfiction #AO3 #Fic Rec #Fic Rec List #Naruto #Harry Potter #Boku no Hero Academia #Stranger Things #Knives Out #Haikyuu!! #Crossover #John Wick #Fairy Tail #Natsume's Book of Friends

[muse-m]

Title: No Party for Me

Levi x reader

Warning: fluff

Word count: 920

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Here you were stuck in an old large t-shirt and puma sweat pants sitting in the actors community kitchen scrolling on your phone.

You heard a large group come in. That group were your co-stars dressed to the nines. You especially thought Hudson, who plays Levi, looked extra stunning.

As they noticed you sitting there watching them file in, they were all confused as to why you weren't dressed up. Then some showed realization on their face when they remembered who was hosting this event for the cast members. Your enemy, Shannon White, another A-lister actress with a bitter personality, purposely didn't send you an invite to the very show you act in. Long story short, she is just butt hurt that you are a better actress than she is and that you told her to her face that her beauty privilege is what got her to where she was. She didn't take the truth lightly and has been out to frame you as a bad guy since.

Now how would the media react to you, y/n, not in attendance of one of the biggest parties celebrating the Attack on Titan series made with Netflix? Oh, the media is going to have field day with bringing up your said drama in the spotlight again.

The mood turned a bit awkward but I said, "Wow you all look amazing!".

"Thanks... it's just weird that you'll not be with us", Ashley said, who plays Hange. Everyone hummed in agreement and slightly dispersed to get a snack before the left.

That left Hudson directly in front of me with an unreadable facial expression. Almost confused looking.

I took a step forward towards him and said, "Did anyone ever tell you look dashing in black?", I said in a sarcastic tone. Hudson smiled a bit and said, "Why thank you. And may I know why you aren't coming and how you weren't invited to a party that you lead in?".

He must not know the beef between Shannon and I. Good. I'm glad there is at least one person on this earth that doesn't know about this petty drama between us.

I said, "As a matter of fact, she hates me and I'm not invited", I said with a smile.

Hudson looks at me like he was bummed. "Hmm. I didn't know that. You gotta tell me the story".

"Another time" I said while walking closer to him to adjust his tie. The whole time I could feel him staring at me, wanting to say something. But he doesn't. All I could feel was his breathing

I finished fixing his tie, then I loosely held the front of suit with both hands and looked him the eye. Wow was beautiful. Sometimes he emulates actual characteristics of his character Levi, which I admit on having a crush on the fictional character.

I couldn't help but be attracted to Hudson, or maybe it was because he was playing the live version of Levi. Idk.

What I do know is the tension between us and the butterflies I feel are real when looking at him.

To break that short moment, I said teasingly, "enjoy the night and don't miss me too much". Then I let go and take a few steps back. Hudson and I weren't together but the whole world wish we were. Me having boundaries and standards for myself, I refuse to date my co-star no matter how hard I fell for him during our 3 years of filming Attack on Titan.

I haven't confessed either. Not yet at least.

By now everyone, has had their fill on a pre-party snack and were ready to head out. They all looked at me weird again.

"OMG WHAT? I'll be fine, I'm probably going to do some cross stich or something." I said nonchalantly.

"But hey, do me a favor? Just tell how ugly she looks in her dress when you come back, i wanna hear all about it" I said jokingly. I'm glad it made them all laugh. When I first met this cast, they all got to hear me share some version of my beef with Shannon as if it was remotely interesting or relevant. But I'm glad they got the joke, except Hudson who only smiled.

Everyone started to file out and started saying their 'byes' and a 'see you later alligator' from Jean.

Hudson walked up to me and said, "now how am I going to survive this night without my co-partner". He refers to my character from an alternative canon universe, where my character, Leila, and Levi are captains of their own squads. In the series they have a hateful competitive relationship but all with the intention of saving the world from Titans. Despite their differences, they work wonders together. Some fans even say the characters are 'humanity's strongest couples'.

I respond by saying, "survive it just like every other party you've been to before you met me". I smile and tap him to turn around and leave. "I'll see you when you get back, unless if I'm out cold". He slowly walks out the doors and nods at me.

*sigh*

Now where is my floss and what am I going to stitch?

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A/n

Hi I don't write often and I had this scene in my head of an actress playing a character not in the original AOT but in this version she is and her liking the actor who plays Levi. Should I make this into a series? If you liked this please comment let me know. Give me some validation lol 😆

Thanks for reading!

#levi modern au #snk #levi ackerman fluff #levi aot #levi ackerman #captain levi #levi x poc reader #levi attack on titan #levi x reader #levi x y/n #fame #attack on titan #aot #aot au

[dreaminpetals]

hope this isn't too specific but if possible can you do ronald of ness norton sfw/nsfw hcs? ♥︎

🎩 ronald of ness ー sfw & nsfw hcs

SFW ;;

♡ going off the atropos ropes event, ronald of ness has the personality of a commoner but lives his life disguised as a snobby noble. he hates how high and mighty nobles act and only makes pleasantries with those fools for the money and connections.

♡ from the way he holds his teacups to his posh vocabulary, everyone would assume he was a noble born and bred. yet when ronald is alone he's like a mole who lives in the dirt. all about vulgar speech and being unkempt; feral.

♡ he values wealth and status above all, likely because he grew up poor. so he's going to want to spend his life with someone from a good family that has their pockets lined with gold.

♡ his ideal s/o is a noble who doesn't act like a noble, so he has little to no experience in romance. nobody meets his extraordinary standards for a lover. he isn't one for flings and flirty interactions with strangers, he wants to settle down with someone who accepts him for who he is and can give him a comfortable life. he views his inner circle as shallow snobs who aren't worth his time so i doubt he'd be interested in dating someone from there.

♡ he's a hopeless romantic until he meets you.

♡ his first time meeting you was during one of his performances and you nearly stole the breath from his lungs as he belted out his lines.

♡ he's all about appearances. spotting you in the front row lead to him falling for you on the spot. your shimmering jewellery combined with your formal attire and extravagant hair had this man imagining a married life with you before you spoke your first words together.

♡ as if your looks weren't enough, he saw you guide a lost child back to their parents and didn't let them pay you when you returned their kid. you didn't care about the money, just the safety of others. he likes a selfless person to compliment how greedy he can be sometimes.

♡ ronald is a smooth talker. once the curtains fall he'll kiss your hand as you're gathering your bags and invite you backstage, eager to show you all the trophies that line the shelves of his dressing room. if you listen to him boast about his accomplishments then he'll never let you go.

♡ he finds you as radiant as the sun, you're a noble who's bent on supporting others financially but doesn't brag about it. it's just second nature to you. you handed him a tip worth a couple thousand dollars because of how enjoyable his performance was, which he used to reserve an elegant dinner date for you two.

♡ he feels so stiff around you at first because he fell in love with you before getting to know you. on your first date however, he learns about how you grew up poor just like him and sees you're more similar than he initially thought.

♡ although you know table manners, the way you eat in front of ronald is the same way you'd eat while having dinner at home. every laidback ministration of yours goes straight to his ice cold heart, the glaciers melting as he falls for you harder and harder.

♡ as a boyfriend, ronald of ness is... extreme. he burns thousands of dollars on you everyday. he never simmers down about how you're his entire world, he kisses you with vigor every time you enter or exit a room he's in. he's an arrogant romantic who's constantly spoiling you.

♡ he'll buy you the entire galaxy if you ask. lavish jewellery, a swim with dolphins, a yacht, backstage tickets to all of his shows. anything you wish for, he's delivering it wrapped in gold ribbons.

♡ the house you live together in? that's a castle.

♡ the bed he bought you was made for affectionate nights. his idea of a perfect cuddling session is you reading separate books snuggled up to one another. dozens of pillows and warm blankets keep you company when ronald is away, his scent still lingering on the fabric.

♡ ronald is a storyteller, so he'd love to read to you as you snuggle. he can do super convincing accents that always draw out giggles from you.

♡ he can be a bit hotheaded and jump to conclusions. if you aren't thrilled about a gift he buys you, he might take it personally and it'll wound his pride. if you're unhappy with one aspect of him the walls come tumbling down and he thinks you won't love him anymore.

♡ words of reaffirmation are how you can most effectively communicate your love to him. praise him and be there for him when he has episodes of extreme rage or sorrow.

♡ act casual with him. he'll know you love him if you plop your feet up on a nearby table or burp or something. hearing you make risqué jokes or swear when you stub your toe grounds him in reality.

♡ he doesn't like enclosed spaces or indoor areas much (ronald was never a miner so there's no accident, but norton's claustrophobia does carry over to all his skins.. a universal constant) so his favourite dates are exotic beaches or sprawling fields of flowers. he'll take you to a five star resort and give a toast to your eternal love as you clink your glasses together.

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♡ this man is the most reckless spender to ever exist, so he's probably blown thousands on love hotel rooms, toys, and lingerie for both of you.

♡ he wants to be praised. no, needs to be praised. as an actor, ronald of ness' ego is maintained by critics worshipping him and his fans obsessing over his every move. when he isn't being showered in compliments his insecurities kick in and he starts to feel washed up, so he's developed quite the praise kink.

♡ tell him he's the sexiest man you've ever laid eyes on, that he makes you horny, and that nobody can fuck you like he can. every word you sing goes straight to his dick, especially since he knows you're being sincere and aren't acting.

♡ if you tell him that you've masturbated to one his performances before, his cock would ache from how badly he needed you. the idea of his love watching him perform and needing to touch themselves to his work drives him absolutely mad with lust. it doesn't just turn him on, it makes him feel a bit soft that you enjoy his acting and watch it in your free time too.

♡ he'll take you backstage in his dressing room every time you watch him perform. after a successful performance, there's no better way to reward him than deepthroating him in front of his vanity.

♡ huge voyeurism kink!!! let him jerk off for you. please. he does such a good job of exaggerating his moans and bucking his dripping cock into his hand, his hips shaking below him as he strokes himself. when he feels your eyes burning into his skin he couldn't stifle his whimpers even if he wanted to.

♡ loves being the center of attention. when he gives you oral, he demands for you to look at him as his nails dig into your thighs and his tongue licks you to euphoria. say his name if you want to feel him gasp with you in his mouth, he loves hearing his name drip from your lips like honey.

♡ he has a heavy oral fixation in general. when you're sucking his dick it feels like the spotlight is on him and he eats it up, not even trying to muffle his moans and grunts. the most vocal partner you could ask for, he can't help but hang his head back and let loose as you work your magic on him.

♡ swears like a sailor. the string of curses that you pull from ronald in his husky voice never fail to send you into a daze. if only the cameramen and supporting actors could see just how vulgar ronald is when he comes undone! they would chalk it up to a stunt double. "fuck, you take me so fucking well," being hissed into his lover's ear is the last thing they'd expect to hear from him.

♡ such a heavy breather. the way his chest rises and falls erratically with every pant makes waves of electricity pool in your lower stomach. when he tries to hiss out your name but can't catch his breath because he's so overwhelmed... goosebumps.

♡ ronald can afford to make a mess. literally. he's willing to break furniture as he rams into you, it's happened before. he can be very, uh, passionate.

♡ expect lots of roleplaying scenarios from him. ronald has starred in plenty of romantic productions, and he'd be lying if he wasn't turned on by some of the scenes he's filmed. two detectives getting dirty on a desk? you've done that. two soulmates reuniting on the train and not being able to wait to make love? yep, that too. he wants to share his wildest fantasies with you, and is open to trying anything you want.

♡ comment on how you like certain outfits or professions and when you come home after a long day you'll receive a surprise. ronald will be dressed in a uniform you fawned over, acting perfectly in character and ready to please you for the rest of the night.

♡ he'll take on any role you like, whether it's a bottom or a top. just ask. ronald leans towards a top but if you want to penetrate him or take the reins, he's excited to sit back and let you claim him.

♡ loves sex the morning after too. when you wake up with a bedhead and your skin is covered with nothing but blankets. he'd love to have a super tender session in the morning when you're both at your most vulnerable. the smiles he leaves on your skin whenever you yawn or stretch are contagious.

♡ ronald can thrive with elaborate, planned sex or just you two kissing in bed and things escalating from there. he loves the tenderness, and he loves having a muse to reenact his dreams and fantasies with.

#norton campbell smut #norton campbell x reader #idv x reader #norton campbell

[sarahreesbrennan]

What are your thoughts on Kally and Tanner from Fence? Would you ever include them in the traditional novels? 💕

I like Kally and Tanner a lot! Their devotion to each other is both tangled up with and what comes above fencing, and that's beautiful, plus there's family business, and that is my jam. So do I think that Kally and Tanner could play a major role or a significant minor role in a Fence novel? Definitely they have the potential.

I also think Eugene Labao has the potential for his own book, and Dante and Bobby, and hey, a story set at Exton would be awesome. But also, any and all of these storylines could and would be executed brilliantly in the graphic novels. And if these characters did star in Fence novels to come, they mightn't necessarily be written by me.

I do want to stress when it comes to tie-in novels, while I do have a voice, ultimately it's not up to me, and it shouldn't be. Just like Claudia Gray doesn't call all the Star Wars shots, and Leigh Bardugo doesn't make the calls when it comes to Wonder Woman. (Though both of these ladies are great writers who make great narrative decisions!) We can make suggestions, but we are also open to re-direction on suggestions and when we receive a brief we act on it. So I'm not deciding for or against.

I think about my tie-in writing generally as a bit like being invited into a wonderful communal space, and being asked to decorate and transform some of the space into a new hang-out spot. I'm trying to use my own unique flair because I trust I was brought in for a reason, but it's subject to approval. Usually tie-in novels tie in with visual media, and one thing you really have an opportunity for is a deep dive on the characters, what motivates their actions, and the secrets of their past and hearts. You consult everyone possible before you do that, but if the creator/director/script writer/showrunner thinks you got it wrong, you fix it. Even doing your best to fulfill everyone's wishes, you know you can't: other people already love the communal space and the characters and you're going to step on someone's head-canons. Which sucks, because they love the same characters you love!

Going into a deep-dive on some characters also may mean less room for other characters. Tie-in novels have length limits and are also written in a super compressed timeframe, even if you want to wax lyrical. Which I often do. And there's structure to be considered, too. For instance, we didn't get Seiji's POV for a little while in Striking Distance not because I didn't want to write it but because how Seiji is on the outside had to be impressed on the reader, before we got to the inside.

Tie-ins mean novels weaving in with another structure, as well as standing on their own. Nicholas is the protagonist of the Fence graphic novels and Seiji is his foil, and thus both must be important in any Fence property. And the structure of the graphic novels means the important matches which pave the way must be in there. Structurally, it's time for more graphic novels/matches, and then who knows?

Also, Harvard and Aiden are pretty aligned with Kally and Tanner, and Harvard and Aiden shared the spotlight with Seiji and Nicholas in the duology of Striking Distance and Disarmed, which told an important story about them. But it's all a balance--if I'd had more about Harvard and Aiden's social circle as well as their emotional lives, that would've meant less time for Seiji and Nicholas and Eugene and their social circle, and I didn't want to shortchange any of them. (I did experiment with adding Eugene PoV in Disarmed, but C.S. Pacat and I decided it would add time and length, and make it less of a whole with Striking Distance.) Plus, Harvard and Aiden are the older ones on the team, and at an emotional place where some emotional realisations and revelations could occur, so this was the place in the story for that. Whereas say, Eugene may need some more matches until he reaches a place for emotional revelations.

As regards the person writing them, the timing might be tricky for me--I have to watch my health and I would never want to give less than the best I could due to haste. However there are several writers I can think of off the top of my head who are magnificently speedy and would write amazing novels for the Fence characters, and some of those writers might suit certain potential Fence stories, or Fence fans, better than I do! Generally I've been so glad to receive love for the novels from Fence fandom, and I think Fence fandom is lovely and has been lovely to me, but I know not everyone likes my writing. It would be awesome if everybody in the world did, but let's be real, not everyone in the world likes cheese so I have no chance. I try not to say self-deprecatory things about myself anymore (used to be very good at it, not to brag), so let me state here that I am a jewel--but some people prefer emeralds to rubies, and that's okay! I wish them emeralds. And if the timing did work out, I'd try to be emeraldesque for them as well as rubies for those who like my rubies, but if not, awesome emeralds might happen. Or exclusively C.S. Pacat's graphic novels, telling a diamond tale.

In any case, I believe there are wonderful things ahead for the Fence fandom, and like Tanner with Kally, I'll always be cheering you on.

In summary: my thoughts are positive and I might. These things are complex! So sorry for rattling on. Thank you for asking a lovely question and showing Kally and Tanner much-deserved love. <3

#fence comic #fence striking distance #fence disarmed