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#he's interesting. he doesn't want to dominate or destroy the world he just wants to run his evil business and that's so epic of him actually

kaizokuou-ni-naru · 4 months

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So. Hear 5. Nika. Loony Tunes Luffy, if you will. Tell us your thoughts on him and any potential meta? 👀 I’ve been aching to hear it from you since we first saw him go Full Silly Boy.

it's hard to answer this, because i have so many thoughts. i'm just going to try and start from the biggest points and move down.

i like gear five a lot, and i think this development feels very appropriate as a culmination of both luffy's character and the themes of one piece as a whole because of how it interacts with three extremely dominant motifs that have reoccurred throughout the story: freedom, laughter, and the sun.

from the very beginning of the story, luffy has acted, in small ways and big, as an agent of complete freedom. from his first meeting with coby to his breakout at impel down to the liberation of wano, what luffy does is destroy systems that control and oppress, if only because they are in his way. every strawhat is somehow trapped and held back from pursuing their own dreams when they meet luffy, and he frees them all, along with hundreds of others along the way, whether he's inspiring shirahoshi to venture outside or crushing yamato's manacles. his talent for this has always seemed almost preternatural.

luffy is not necessarily a benevolent person; he doesn't care much about helping people in the abstract. he's selfish. he values freedom for freedom's own sake, not because of any greater moral convictions. he doesn't think much about the negative knock-on effects of things like causing a mass breakout at impel down, and he doesn't really go around seeking out downtrodden and oppressed people to free out of a charitable or selfless instinct, nor does he really do anything because it's the right thing to do. he's dismissive of the idea that he might be a hero.

but because he is a completely uncontrollable free agent, and he doesn't really want anything but for himself and everyone he cares about to be completely free, he constantly collides with the systems of oppression that control his world, and when those collisions happen, it is the systems that fail, time and time again, because oppressive systems always do eventually. they can't withstand the light of day. and because he lives completely confidently and unapologetically, he is constantly inspiring others to do the same.

so by the time we are told about nika for the first time, we already know that what nika is said to do is what we've seen luffy doing for more than a thousand chapters: he frees people, and inspires them, and makes them laugh.

i also find luffy-as-nika to be very interesting and thematically appropriate when positioned in opposition to the various antagonists in one piece who have declared themselves to be gods, frequently some of its most tyrannical and oppressive villains- enel, the celestial dragons, doflamingo. all enslave and imprison people, robbing them of their freedom.

nika is a god of slaves, and a creature of liberation. the natural enemy, as rosinante might say, of that sort of megalomaniacal 'god.'

one piece has also consistently connected the theme of freedom, as embodied through luffy, with the sun since very early on. the sun pirates, former slaves, used the symbol of the sun to wipe away the brand of the celestial dragons. (and aren't i curious to know what jinbei might know about nika- he never did answer who's who's question about it.) the fishmen more broadly view the sun as something to be reached when they are truly free. on wano, the coming dawn is understood as the coming liberation. impel down and the florian triangle, places of indefinite imprisonment, are lightless dungeons where the sun doesn't reach. the sun is freedom.

and luffy has always been thoroughly sun associated, from the visual of his hat to his origin on dawn island in the east blue, to his ship, the thousand sunny.

finally, one piece has always placed a great deal of emphasis on smiles and laughter (laugh tale, joy boy, roger laughed, etc)- but that joy must be real. it can't be forced. we're told again and again, through koala, dressrosa's toys, and most obviously the victims of the failed SMILE fruits, that to force someone to smile, denying them the right to cry, is nothing less than an atrocity. people can't be forced to be happy- they should be happy because they're free.

luffy in gear five is laughing nigh-constantly, but it's just because he's having so much fun. unlike the victims of the SMILE fruits, his endless joy is genuine, because in this form, he is completely free- nobody can stop him, and nobody can control him. as he says himself, he can do whatever he wants.

i know that some people felt this moment was in some way a deus ex machina, but it just didn't feel that way to me, because of how well it plays on the story's established themes and trajectory, as well as concepts like devil fruit awakening having been established hundreds of chapters back.

luffy is the sun, the sun is freedom, freedom is joy. i think it makes total sense.

#one piece #jonny answers #op #opmeta #luffy #gear 5 #character meta #long post #what are my thoughts on gear 5 you ask. this isnt even all of them.#sun god nika

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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tizeline · 2 months

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I'm guessing that after season finale, Leo sneaking out to see Donnie is in secret. Is there a moment where Leo's other brothers find out? Do they feel betrayed, or do they assume it's part of Leo's master plan to have Donnie switch over?

Is there moments Leo stays the night at the lair cuz of tensions at home, or just because he wants to hang out with Donnie more?

Love your AU!!

Okay so here's the thing. Before the season one finale, Leo would always worry so much about living up to expectations, about what his family would think of him. This led to him keeping many secrets, his interest in Lou Jitsu plus human media and pop-culture in general, his frequenting NYC and Run Of The Mill, all of that he would spend years keeping closely hidden from his father and brothers. Then later he'd also have to hide his tense but slowly improving relationship with Donnie and his doubts about Draxum's world domination plan. When the season one finale happens and Leo teams up with Donnie, the cover is blown and essentially all of those closely guarded secrets are exposed.

So after that, Leo is done with secrets, he's tired of putting on an act all the time. His family already knows that he's befriended Donnie at this point, and not in the way they wanted. They know that he interacts with human society, and so what? Instead of hiding this part of himself, Leo does the opposite and brags about it, shoving in their face. Basically any time Leo leaves to go hang out with Donnie he will let everyone know and then teleport away in front of their faces lol. (Jokes on Leo, he is still very much putting on an act, this time it's just an act of indifference. He is very much bothered by the tension between him and his family, especially between him and his dad, but he doesn't want to admit to anyone else or himself that that's the case)

But Leo does absolutely sometimes stay overnight at Donnie's place, both as an act of rebellion but also because Draxum's displeasure with Leo really gets to him and he just doesn't wanna deal with that sometimes.

Both Draxum and Mikey are, uh, a bit salty over the whole Dark Armor fiasco, including Leo's kinda-sorta-not-really-but-also-technically-betrayal. So they have a pretty pissy attitude during this part of the story XD and Leo running yelling about HOW MUCH FUN he's having with HIS TWIN BROTHER and also how Leo was TOTALLY RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING just makes them more annoyed (and they're not even twins??? where did leo get that idea from, what is he on about???).

Meanwhile, Raph does agree with Leo when it comes the fact that destroying humanity is not a very cool thing to do, but he still doesn't exactly vibe with humans. Needless to say, he's a bit conflicted about everything which causes him to usually get caught in the middle of Leo's and Draxum + Mikey's beef where he's stuck trying to play mediator. He's not super happy with Leo running off on his own all the time to hang out with Donnie considering it means interacting with April and Splinter, which he still doesn't trust. It's not until Raph starts tagging along (partly to make sure Splinter isn't gonna kidnap Leo too haha) that he starts agreeing more with Leo's stance on things and realizes that April and Splinter are pretty cool actually.

#Tiz Sep AU #tizel talk #tmnt #rottmnt

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ironstrange1991 · 1 year

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Anything For You

+18 Smut

Pairing: Sinister!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Looking for something to distract herself, the reader finds a session in the library with quite interesting content. When she suggests to Stephen that they should try a different sex practice he doesn't seem very confident, but decides to do it to please her, after all it's Valentine's Day.

Word Count: 6k

Warnings: Slight male dominance, oral sex with male receiving, fingering, p in v, creampie, cock warming, choking, love bites, mentions of spanking and violent - consensual -sex.

A/N: This is the same pair from Make Love To Me.This fic was inspired by the two new pics Marvel released of Sinister Strange. Although it is mentioned, I don't consider it to be a Valentine's Day fic, but that's up to you. I really got carried away with this one and it ended up being a bit long, but I'm sure it's worth it.

You were bored. But other than that, you were super bored. Usually you could handle your reality trapped inside the Sanctum while the universe fell apart, but that day since you woke up you felt upset. It wasn't the world or the incursion that was slowly destroying everything around you, much less Stephen you were upset about, but you.

You were never happy, your life in your universe was mediocre and as strange as it may seem, being kidnapped to that universe by a sorcerer who swore that you two were soul mates and therefore should be together, was the most incredible thing that ever happened to you.

But why were you feeling so low? Of course it took you a while to accept your reality and you were afraid of Stephen for a while until you became friends and finally had your first night together, but Stephen showed you what love was, what it was like to be loved by someone, touched and - my god, Stephen touched you like no other ever did.

But if everything was fine and you loved Stephen as much as he loved you and cherished every second you spent with him, why were you feeling this way? Maybe it was just the boredom that was finally showing up after months of being there, but it was a not pleasant feeling from which you desperately wanted to escape.

The first few months you arrived you didn't have time to feel bored. There were so many feelings running over each other inside you, vying for which one to take over. Fear, disbelief, shyness, apprehension, interest, affection, passion. But now that you've been there for a year all the feelings have had enough time to be explored and finally you're getting your inescapable dose of boredom. Dreadful and merciless boredom.

Stephen was distracted in his office. Ever since you've gotten closer, so to speak, he's become obsessed with the idea that he needs to stop the incursion, so he's been reading, reading extensively. You could have sworn you've seen him read a gigantic volume in a single day. These readings usually left him annoyed because he couldn't seem to find anything that would solve the present situation and the only solution seemed to be the book he carefully put in a safe place promising you he would never touch it again.

You didn't understand anything about magic and spells, but if there was one thing you understood it was the existence of spells considered good and others bad. Stephen explained that the Darkhold was evil. He said that it was through him that he managed to bring you into his universe, but before that he caused the incursion looking for you in different realities. Anyway, you understood very well that using the book was bad for Stephen and you were grateful that he decided not to touch that thing anymore, but at the same time you feared that failing to find answers elsewhere he would resort to the Darkhold again.

You've already spoken to Stephen about how you've been feeling the last few days and he didn't seem to mind much suggesting that you find something to distract yourself with in the library. You were obviously irritated by his lack of consideration, but you soon understood that he was really just overly concerned about the present state of the universe and the fact that the incursion seemed to have accelerated in recent months. You were sure Stephen wasn't afraid to die, but he needed to protect you, that was his real concern.

You sighed, deciding to give in to his suggestion and look for something in the library that would make you forget your boredom and all your other worries.

When you entered the library you found it empty and dusty like everything else. You were busy keeping your bedroom, the main room, the kitchen and Stephen's office clean, but everything else was too much work for you. The Sanctum was so big and full of weird things you were scared to death of.

The library also smelled of mold and it didn't take long for you to find the reason: several walls had water infiltration. There were overturned shelves and books on the floor which made your little tour of the gigantic room more difficult than you imagined, but you soon became distracted by the variety of books that were there.

When Stephen suggested that you find something to read you turned your nose up at the idea thinking there would only be books of magic and such, but walking through the west wing of the library you noticed that the shelves were filled with novels. There was so much amazing stuff to read.

You didn't even notice the time passing while you were distracted choosing the books to take upstairs and when you finally decided on the ones you wanted, you noticed a small shelf further away with what looked like magazines.

As you approached, you couldn't contain the heat that rose to your face when you notice that that small wing of the library, nothing more than a set of shelves in the corner of the wall hidden by other larger shelves filled with suspense books, was devoted to erotic content. A variety not only of extremely explicit magazines, but books as well. One of them was called "Anatomy of Sex: Discovering the Paths to Pleasure."

You found yourself wondering why there was that kind of stuff in a library that should have open access to anyone, but you couldn't deny that the curiosity to read some of those magazines and books totally disappeared with the boredom that was consuming you.

…

Stephen closed the book he finished reading and threw it on the desk abruptly. Another day passed and he didn't get the answers he needed. At the same time the universe seemed to consume itself faster and faster and he was trying to control himself not to give in to despair, but each day that passed seemed like one less day in the fight against fate. He needed to stop the incursion, he knew he had the power to do it, he just needed to know how.

He leaned back in his chair sighing heavily and pinching the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb. The Darkhold - closely guarded - seemed to sing to him, drawing him in like a siren draws a shipwrecked man to the depths of the ocean. He had resisted the cursed book for months because of you, but now he feared that for the same reason he would have to resort to it.

Stephen got up taking the stack of books from the desk and walked quickly to the library. There were thousands of books in there, one of them must have something written about incursions, and he wouldn't give up or succumb to the Darkhold unless all other options proved useless.

He returned the books he had read to the shelf and walked silently, hands in his back, through the halls looking for other options that looked promising. He barely realized you were there until he heard you laughing, completely distracted, lying on a divan in the farthest wing of the library. The sound as always made his heart skip a beat. It was undeniable that you brought life to that dying universe and obviously to his heart.

Stephen fought the urge to go to you and take you in his arms, but there was work to do, books to read, an incursion to stop and then, only then would he be free to enjoy every second of the day with you. Until then, he had to be content with the nights. God, the nights were ravishing.

He shook his head trying to control his thoughts and focus on the task at hand, but just the thought of you was enough to make his pants tighten around his hips. He sighed, walking away and finding three more promising books, he left the library, striding back to his office - before desire made him change his mind.

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You totally lost track of time reading a magazine with very explicit photos, but what really mattered weren't the sex photos, but the surprisingly educational content you found there. In addition to tips on positions you would certainly like to try, there was a lot of information about intimate health and tips on how to spice up a relationship - not that you needed such a thing. Your sex drive was put in good use with Stephen and Stephen was insatiable.

You felt your face flushing the whole time like a teenager seeing that for the first time. Everything you read, every tip and different thing you discovered you wanted to try with Stephen.

In addition to the positions, you read about a very interesting practice that apparently came from tantric sex. It was something suggestively called Cock Warming and oh my god it made you blush. You wanted it, you needed to experience it with Stephen.

You finished reading the magazine and put it back where you found it, but you took the volume called Anatomy of Sex and hid it among the books you had already selected to take to your shared room. You climbed back up to your room realizing that the candles were lit and the day had quickly turned to night already. Although it was difficult to distinguish one from the other, practice and time living in that gloomy environment made you learn.

You placed the books carefully on the nightstand on your side of the bed and tucked the volume about sex into your lingerie drawer. Heat rose throughout your body and you noticed that there was a certain wetness between your legs that you hadn't realized that was there. Deciding to put your little plan for the night into action, you filled the bathtub and ran a bath with your favorite bath salts.

…

Stephen was fully absorbed in his reading when he heard a timid knock on the door. You never walked into his office without knocking. He sighed feeling mental fatigue and heavy eyes. "Come in"

He almost gasped in surprise when he saw you. You looked stunning dressed in a black silk nightgown, barefoot, your hair loose falling to your lower back. Your scent flooding the room. He couldn't contain the wide smile on his lips.

"Too busy?" You asked uncertainly still standing in the doorway.

He gestured with his hand for you to come in and pushed his chair farther away from the desk so that you could fit there facing him. "I'm never too busy for you kitten, especially when you dress like this for me."

You smiled walking around his desk and approaching "I needed to find a way to get your attention, it's been hard to keep up with your readings."

He sighed closing his eyes and nodded in agreement "I know. I know I've been busy, but only because I care about you." He wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head on your belly sighing heavily "I love you so much, kitten. You are everything to me, you know that, right?"

You agreed wrapping your arms around his neck and stroking his hair gently "I know. I love you too, Stephen, but I need some attention right now. You can leave the books for tomorrow, can't you?"

He nodded in agreement "When you ask like that" He said inhaling deeply "God, you smell so good."

You grinned pondering how to approach the subject and reveal what you wanted.

"I was in the library this afternoon and found some pretty interesting stuff on a shelf in the west wing." You said it as naturally as possible.

Stephen hummed backing away and leaning back in his chair. There was an interested look in his eyes, "There are many interesting things in this Sanctum's library, my love. You'll have to be more specific."

You sat in the desk in front of him and couldn't help but notice how his eyes seemed to never leave you.

"Porn, Stephen. A lot of books and magazines. Some very interesting ones."

He chuckled "Oh, that stuff." He spoke naturally, but you noticed his eyes darkened with lust.

"I'm no prude. As long as it's not an addiction I have nothing against porn. I am just curious. Of all the things I thought I'd find in that library... porn?!" You whispered the word on purpose.

"It's safe to say that the Sanctum’s library holds every type of literature ever produced by mankind. Many years ago it was fervently curated." He smiles at you "It's just files kitten. To be honest I've never read any of that stuff. If you want to know I didn’t even remember those things were there."

You bit your bottom lip hesitantly, but Stephen was looking at you intently.

"What's up princess? Don't say you're jealous of those silly things."

You shook your head "I was reading one of the magazines...well you know I'm curious and once I was there I couldn't help but look through it and although there was a lot of explicit stuff what really interested me was this article about tantric sex and some practices..."

You realized that you were looking anywhere but at Stephen and when you finally forced yourself to look at him there was a mischievous smile on his lips, a cocky sideways smile.

"Tell me all about it, love."

You felt your face heating up, but continued "It's a sex practice called Cock Warming... well the name is not discreet at all and you can guess what it is." You were losing your courage with every word that came out of your mouth "Anyway, I don't know why I'm talking about this, I just found it... interesting."

Stephen dragged himself to the edge of the chair to get closer to you and without warning he spread your legs and untied the knot of your night gown moving it out of the way. "You can tell me anything, kitten. There's no need to be shy, you know that." He brought his lips down to your belly and kissed there, the contact of his goatee making your skin prickle. He continued down until his face was between your legs and placed a chaste kiss on your black lace covered slit.

You couldn't contain the soft moan that escaped your lips.

He sighed heavily taking a small bite there and then used his hands to pull your panties to the side and penetrated you with one finger. He moved his finger in and out a few times and then took it out and brought it to his mouth. "Fuck kitten, whatever it is that you read made you this wet?"

You shook your head trying to clear your thoughts "Actually it was you Stephen. I was thinking of doing that with you"

He smiled confidently getting up and positioning himself between your legs. He cupped your face with two scarred and trembling hands and kissed you. Wet, rough, passionately. You moaned into his lips and he wasted no time, he supported your waist with one hand lifting you off the desk and with the other he took off your panties passing them by your feet and throwing them on the floor. You struggled against his robes, finding it difficult to unbuckle all those belts, but he moved his fingers quickly to undo his clothes and one second later he was gloriously bare for you.

He unfastened your bra and cupped one breast squeezing it as his lips trailed your collarbone in search of your other breast. He licked your nipple, circling it with the tip of his tongue and then took it in his mouth, sucking it as his fingers teased the other one.

You leaned on the desk with one hand to keep your balance, the other hand was in his hair, gripping it tightly while moans escape your lips. When he was finally sated he allowed himself to pull away from your breasts, but not before giving one of your nipples a light bite making you hiss.

He held his cock in his hand giving it a couple of jerks and then rubbed the tip on your slit collecting your arousal. You moaned even before he entered you "Stephen..."

He spat on his cock spreading the saliva with his fingers and then he positioned it at your entrance and he penetrated you with a single thrust and you gripped the desk to stay in place. "Oh my god, Stephen... you feel so good..."

He interrupted what you were saying by placing a wet and deep kiss on your lips. His tongue penetrating your mouth and completely dominating you as he thrust mercilessly against you.

Sex with Stephen was usually rough in the first round, after he got his first release he'd calm down and fuck you slower, but no less intense. That was just the way he was and you loved that about him.

You knew what you wanted seemed to go against all of his instincts, but you were obsessed with the idea, you had to try. You were jolted out of your fast reverie by a thrust that hit exactly that special place inside you that Stephen always found so quickly. "Oh my... right there Stephen, right there."

He grabbed your waist with both hands and increased the intensity of his thrusts, each one hitting your g-spot and making you see stars.

"You feel so good, kitten. You're going to tell me everything about what you read in that magazine, aren't you? Such a dirty girl reading porn like that. You liked it? All those pictures? Did you imagined it was me doing all that to you?"

His moans grew louder and louder, your walls fluttering around him with every word that came out of his mouth.

"Answer me, princess" He demanded.

"Yes" You said whimpering. The pleasure so strong it was hard to think. "Yes Stephen, I want to do that with you. Please tell me you gonna make that with me."

He chuckled amidst his moans and groans that grew louder and more animalistic "I don't even know what that is, kitten, but you know I'd do anything for you."

He kissed you feeling your walls contracting and squeezing his cock so hard inside you.

"Fuck, kitten, your pussy is so tight right now" You moaned with him, the room flooded with the obscene sound of your lovemaking and your breathing and your groans and grunts. "Stephen, I'm gonna cum"

He bit your bottom lip in response "Already? Okay, princess, you can cum, but you know I'm just getting started, right? We've got the whole night ahead of us."

You nodded in agreement. Stephen had a lot of stamina, his sex drive was absurd and not a day went by without you having sex, three, four rounds a night. "Yes, please, I need to cum now, fuck me harder. Make me cum."

Stephen grinned, pleased to see you fully surrendered to him. There was nothing that turned him on more than seeing you with that cock drunk face, mouth agape, eyes closed as he fucked your brains out. He tightened the grip of his hand on your waist even more and the other hand he brought to your throat choking you not so hard, but enough to draw a surprised moan from your lips.

You were so compliant, Stephen loved how you gave yourself to him and let him do whatever he wanted to you. He in turn loved torturing you by biting, choking, slapping your ass so hard you got marks for days.

You were his and you loved every second of it.

As if possible Stephen increased the speed and intensity of his thrusts even more and quickly you felt your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach. He must have felt it too because he grinned devilishly at you and grabbed your chin making you look him straight in the eyes "Gonna cum for me princess? Tell me how amazing my cock is making you feel right now"

"It feels good Stephen, so good, please don’t stop, make me cum, I'll be good to you, I promise."

He grinned releasing your chin and putting his hand between you, his long fingers reaching your clit and circling it and making you groan obscenely "Good girl, let go, kitten, don’t hold back, cum for me, do it now"

You moaned loudly in compliance and your entire body convulsed with your orgasm and the whole time he kept thrusting, prolonging the sensation as you creamed him with your cum and at the same time seeking his, thrusting so hard against you that he made the desk creak beneath you. "Fuck princess, you are so wet right now, so fucking tight..." He hissed "I'm gonna cum so fucking hard inside you. Tell me you want it, I need to hear how much you want my cum"

He grabbed your throat again and it was hard to talk with the grip of his hand choking you like that, but you loved every second of it "Please... I want your cum... so fucking bad. Please cum for me... please"

He kept his pace hard and rough pounding you until he stopped completely and groaned outrageously loud, his load spurting inside you. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his ragged breath in your ear.

You were silent as your breathing returned to normal, Stephen remained hard inside you, pulsing violently. He wasn't sated and neither were you.

"Did you know today is Valentine’s Day?" He said kissing you. You looked at him in surprise. You didn't even know what day it was, it's been a long time since you gave importance to days. "I didn't know that" You replied pulling him back to your lips.

"I should have made something special for you, instead I spent all day reading... I'm sorry"

You shushed him "It's okay. I don’t mind. For us, every day is Valentine’s Day, right?"

He gave a small laugh stroking your face affectionately. Like you said, Stephen used to be more affectionate with you after you made him cum.

"You are right, princess, but I want to please you anyway. Tell me, what do you want me to do to celebrate the special date?"

You smiled openly "Lets go to bed" You asked and he agreed kissing you softly and a moment later you were in his room. You still weren't used to his magic, but you were certainly grateful for the comfort it brought you both.

There was cum running down your thighs and Stephen loved it. He had a fixation on seeing his cum on you, marking you as his. He conjured a tissue and cleaned you gently and you barely waited for him to get rid of the dirty tissue to throw yourself into his arms again.

Stephen hold you in a tight hug and pulled you onto his lap, your legs wrapping around his waist, your arms around his neck pulling him back to his lips and kissing him so passionately. He laid you down on the bed, the weight of his body making your legs open for him, but he didn't enter you, instead he settled down leaning on one arm and caressing your face with the back of his hand.

"You are so beautiful. I never get tired of saying this." He watched the skin on your face turn slightly pink and then decided to get back to the subject you started in his office "So, are you going to tell me about what you read? I confess I'm curious to know more."

You bit your lower lip and Stephen felt provoked every time you did that, it made him completely crazy to kiss you. He waited for you to respond, but he could see you were too embarrassed to say it, so he came back to reassure you "Kitten, no need to be shy, the most important part you already told me."

You looked at him blankly and he grinned biting your bottom lip gently "You just told me you were reading porn magazines and you got so fucking horny you were dripping wet. Whatever it is that you read its just a detail."

You nodded in agreement.

"It’s not very inventive actually, I... you'll probably hate it..." You took a deep breath and exhaled slowly "... You just have to stay inside me. No moving, just... it seems nice, I don't know."

He raised an eyebrow "And how do you expect me to stay inside you without moving? Princess, I don’t know if I can do that!"

You nodded "But would you try?" You glared at him with puppy eyes "There's something about this that makes me really want to try it. Please?"

Stephen kissed you lightly and then rolled onto his side on the bed reaching out for you to snuggle close to him. He stared at the ceiling in silence for a second and could feel your eyes on him the entire time always afraid he would be mad at you for whatever reason, never understanding that there was nothing in the world you could do that make him mad at you.

Stephen loved you, he destroyed the entire universe for you, he would do anything for you.

"I can try…" He said finally and you smiled "...After all it's Valentine's day and I owe you a present, don't you?"

You agreed pulling him to your lips and he kissed you now ardently which made his cock throb demandingly "But first you're going to make me cum one more time, kitten, because I swear to you that I won't stand to stay inside you without moving when all I want is to fuck you."

You agreed. You also doubted you could handle it when your body was crying out for him so desperately. "Okay"

He smiled widely and you kissed him, taking one of your hands to his cock, stroking it slowly, but with enough force to bring a moan from the back of his throat. "Do you remember the first time we made love?" You asked looking at him, you had the sweet voice of an angel, but your hand was skilled and was stroking him with such malice. He squeezed you in his arms and gripped the sheet with his other hand so hard his knuckles turned white. "How could I forget? You ran into my bed looking like a scared kitten."

You hummed "And you took care of me so well." You said propping yourself up on your elbow so you could better look at the work you were doing. Stephen's dick was wet with precum already and the sound of your hand stroking him was so arousing.

"You were so irresistible that night. I couldn't help myself"

You smiled kissing him and he moaned when you increased the rhythm of your hand "Fuck, it feels so good but I want your mouth, please, kitten, give me your mouth."

You nodded, happy to please him and quickly positioned yourself kneeling on the bed. First you spat on his dick and then you spread the spit all the way down his length and taking so much time before putting it in your mouth, but when you did you were merciless. Stephen loved the way you sucked on him. No shame, just lust and love. He loved the way you sucked on the head as you continued to stroke him with your hand, but he lost control of his own body when you took him whole inside your mouth like that, forcing yourself to swallow until the tip of it was against the back of your throat. "Oh fuck, just like that, you always suck my cock so good, princess, I love it"

You moaned satisfied with the praise, the vibration making him see stars. You took it out of your mouth to breathe, but then you swallowed it whole again and started taking turns between putting it all the way to the back of your throat and sucking only the tip.

Stephen brought his hand to your hair, gripping it tightly as he lost himself in his own pleasure, his roughness showing again as he neared his release. He started to thrust up which made you gag around his cock. He let go of your hair and you took him from your mouth, saliva running down your chin, your eyes filling with tears. He caressed your face "I'm sorry kitten, you just feel so good swallowing my cock like that."

You smiled reassuringly, but instead of going back to sucking him, you wrapped one of your legs around his hip. He grinned satisfied. "You gonna ride me, princess?"

You shook your head directing his cock at your entrance and lowering it slowly. Stephen was so big, it always amazed you how his cock make you feel so full. "Fuck, you feel so tight, so good"

You leaned into his chest and began to move up and down, back and forth, riding him fast and hard.

He groaned gripping your hips, his eyes fixed where you met.

You kept your pace chasing your high with a voracity that surprised even yourself "Oh my god Stephen, it feels so good, I wanna cum, please..."

He grinned "Cum for me, my sweet girl, show me how good I make you feel."

You curved your body forward, your hands reaching for his hands and pinning them around his head on the pillow, your fingers intertwining with his, your face now just inches from his as you continued to move on his cock.

Stephen noticed you were tired and took over thrusting up and in that position he hit you sweet spot with absurd precision making you gasp and search for his lips. You kissed him desperately, a big, wet, desire-filled kiss that brought a moan from the deep in his throat. The sound going straight to your core.

Stephen could feel that you were on the verge of orgasm and he kept the pace never stopping until he felt your walls clenching around him. "That’s right kitten, cum for me, I am right after you."

You moaned loudly tightening your fingers around his fingers, searching for his lips. Your entire body trembling as your orgasm enveloped you.

Stephen kept thrusting, riding you through your high "That’s it, princess, you did it so well." He grabbed your hips turning you around and placing you underneath him on your back on the mattress, with one hand he guided his cock back inside you and he thrusted again, hard, fast, mercilessly as he sought his own high.

You wrapped your legs around his hips making him moan loudly, the position making his cock go even deeper and pulling a surprised gasp from your throat as you felt another orgasm building in the pit of your stomach.

Stephen felt your walls fluttering around him "Gonna cum for me again, kitten? I am almost there, you feel so good."

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders kissing him "Yes Stephen, please cum for me, fill me with your cum, I want it so badly."

He kept his pace violently rough and then suddenly stopped groaning and you felt his hot load spurting inside you and pulling you towards your third orgasm.

"Yes, yes, Stephen... please..."

He grabbed your chin and kissed you hard and then pulled out rolling over onto his side on the bed breathing heavily. You crawled into his arms resting your head on his shoulder and touching his face, making him look at you and then kissing him softly. You were silent for a minute, your hand stroking his goatee, his hand tracing circles on your back. The silence of the room broken only by your breathing that slowly returned to normal and the external noises of the ongoing incursion.

"Do you remember the day you got here?" Stephen asked, his voice a bit rusky. "Uh hm"

He sighed heavily "You asked how I could live in this universe and not be afraid..." He was silent and you stared at him.

"The truth is, I was never afraid before you arrived, but now... I'm afraid of losing you."

You looked at him surprised, but he needed to be honest with you. He needed you to understand why it was so important to stop the incursion.

"I've been trying to find a way to fix this..." He pointed to the window from which you could see the terrible vortex that seemed to swallow everything outside "I won't stop until I get it. I can't, I need to keep you safe ."

You cupped his face and made him look at you "I know. I understand what you're doing and why you're doing it, but Stephen... I accepted our fate here a long time ago." He looked at you confused. "I just want you to know that I'd rather spend the days I have left here with you by my side than watching you despair to find a solution that maybe doesn't exist."

He shook his head in disagreement "I cannot accept this. The Darkhold may have..."

"Stephen, no. The Darkhold has already taken too much out of you. Let's enjoy the time we have left together just like this. This is what I want."

He squeezed you in his arms. Stephen couldn't be further from agreeing to surrender, but he understood your point of view and couldn't say you were wrong. He sighed, deciding to leave that subject for another time. "You're right, princess."

You smiled "Of course I am" He hummed as you moved your hand down to his chest and held it directing it to his hip where his cock waited relaxed but not fully flaccid. Stephen couldn't complain about his stamina, despite being twice your age, he always lasted three, four rounds with ease.

However, he didn't want to get too carried away. He just wanted to get hard enough to fulfill the promise he made to you. He definitely wasn't sure about that, but frankly there was nothing you could ask him that he wouldn't do for you.

You stroke his cock slowly up and down and buried your head into the crook of his neck inhaling deeply "You smell so good" You whispered and he couldn't help but smile. He loved how affectionate you were with him, even if he was rough with you sometimes, you were still extremely sweet, always clinging to him. "Fuck, kitten, look what you do to me, I'm already completely hard for you again."

You pulled him to your lips and then turned your back so he could spoon you. He brushed your hair away from your face and neck, his hand guiding his cock to your entrance, sliding his cock easily into your pussy completed soaked with his cum. You curved your hips back so he could go as deep as possible and you both sighed heavily at the sensation.

Stephen had to restrain himself so not to thrust, instead he put one arm under your head making you better settle next to him and the other he rested on your waist keeping your bodies glued to each other.

He was pulsing violently inside you and your walls were clenching around him, yet you remained still and somehow Stephen understood the meaning of it. There was something extremely intimate and rewarding about being inside you that way. You were so warm and tight. It felt amazing.

"You feel so good, Stephen." You whispered and then gave a long yawn and he kissed your neck in response "Does it feel good for you too?"

He hummed "It feels amazing, princess. Happy Valentine’s Day”

You hummed satisfied and little by little Stephen felt your body relaxing, your breathing becoming more steady and he knew you had fallen asleep. He moved his fingers in a quick gesture and the candles went out, with another gesture he conjured a heavy blanket that enveloped your naked bodies. Another move of his fingers and the fireplace was lit. It was always so cold in that broken universe.

Stephen contemplated how lucky he was, even if the world outside was falling apart, he had you and you were the only thing that mattered to him.

When he finally allowed himself to relax he felt sleep approaching and even though his cock was throbbing inside you, he remained still, surrendering to the possibility of finally getting a good night of sleep. Stephen hadn't slept well in years, he usually left you asleep and went back to his reading and always went back to bed before you woke up so you wouldn't notice. That night however he fell into a deep sleep without disturbing dreams, he slept as well as he could not remember sleeping before.

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viviannesmonster · 10 months

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(Villainous) Blackhat rant

Blackhat is as old as time and is immortal. He's also retired and this is why he doesn't actually fight anyone and has Flug, Demencia, and 505 take care of everything. (I also believe that the reason he started the organization to begin with is because he got bored and wanted something new to do).

I believe that if it were absolutely necessary (which it probably never will be necessary due to how powerful and strong blackhat is) he would fight someone. He's destroyed countless heroes and has described it as "stepping on ants" and has said that none of them were a challenge to him.

Despite being incapable of love (and hating it actually) I feel like Blackhat has had lovers in the past and will have many more in the future.

Here me out.

I feel like he would use his charm to seduce people into doing what he wants for his own desires and interests, stringing them along to do his bidding all while never having any actual feelings. It's been shown that Blackhat is charming, seductive, and somewhat flirtatious. This doesn't mean that Blackhat feels love however, it's probably out of boredorm.

I feel like this is how Demencia became involved in the organization. What I think happened is Blackhat seduced her at one point and left her soon after. But Demencia being the crazy bitch she is, followed after Blackhat and became a villain just for him. Of course, I think she genuinely enjoys being a villain due to her crazy ass nature but I still think this is how it started. And after she was hired into the organization, she obsesses over Blackhat and annoys him to pieces at times. However, he feeds her obsession at times. Example Number One, at the end of one of the orientation videos, Demencia sets up an entire scheme to kill a hero to impress Blackhat. She returns with the hero's cape and shows it to Blackhat, she then asks if she did a good job. Blackhat then grabs her chin and gets close to her face, making her think that he'll kiss her. But he doesn't do that, instead he just says no and lets go of her. Example Number 2, as seen in the episode with the haunted house, he leans close to her and towers over her as he flicks his tongue out at her calling her dear as well, making her blush horribly. (I would too not going to lie) Those two examples are of Blackhat fueling her obsession. Like adding water to a gas fire. And there's no way Demencia would be this crazy in love and obsessed just by looking at him. He must have done something with her or said something to her to make her act this crazy for him. (Just goes to show how powerful Blackhat's charm is) And on another note, Demencia is so in love with Blackhat that she does anything at his command, such as taking off the wrestler's mask, despite the mask controlling her body.

(See?)

Fun Facts about Blackhat that you may or may not know:

Blackhat has gotten drunk off poison before, so drunk that he started giggling uncontrollably and foaming at the mouth. While he was drunk, he tore up one of his Hat Bot-Sentinals.

Blackhat celebrates Christmas. Probably for the sake of business sales.

Blackhat has conquered the world before. Twice.

Blackhat wears another hat under his hat. Who knows how many hats he wears to hide that bald head.

Blackhat drank brain juice and blood from one of his Hat Bots during the episode with the wrestler's mask.

Blackhat owns a "resort" for henchmen. While it's made to look like a resort, it's made to torture henchmens who are deemed unfit to work anymore, because they're not sent back after they arrive at the resort.

Blackhat also owns a camp for children to grow into villains, and if the children don't come out on top, they die.

This part may or may not be canon, but almost every villain in the cartoon network universe is under Blackhat's rule. (And he has punished and/or killed each villain he reviewed in the orientation videos)

Blackhat knows Villainous is a TV show and uses it as a brainwashing service to dominate the world and turn it all to villainy. (apparently)

Blackhat has blown up planets before.

Blackhat has had other employees before Flug, Demencia, and 505. In one of the orientation videos, it's implied that he threw up on a former employee and it killed them.

Since Villainous is originally in the Spainish dub, Blackhat able and allowed to swear.

We've only ever seen under Blackhat's coat once (during a musical that Demencia preformed when she asked why she loves Blackhat during the Q&A finale orientation video) Blackhat is seen lifting his coat onto his shoulders, but before he does that, we see a wears a long sleeved red polo shirt along with his black tie and grey vest.

Blackhat has torn through his gloves before. But in the new redesign Blackhat got about a month ago when Villainous was getting released on max for the United States, he taps his claws together and you can hear them click together, so he probably doesn't wear gloves anymore.

That's all I can of for right now.

Thanks for reading

I also think Blackhat's hot as fuck-

#blackhat #villainous blackhat #villainous #rant #fun facts

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fandomfluffandfuck · 2 months

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What about Andy Barber/Steve Rogers? 👀

Holy fuck, I feel like there's something deeply emotional to be said about this pairing in particular with both men knowing all too well how far they will push themselves--to the agonizing breaking point--for those that they love. Both Andy and Steve are protectors down to the bone. They will go down to the most ugly fight. Their last breath. When it all goes to hell, and it has, they know they will do anything for their families. It doesn't scare them. They are dead set on keeping who they love close, no matter the consequences.

At least, I see it that way because this immediately struck me as Andy Barber paired with Civil War Steve Rogers, specifically--the most protective we see Steve.

But...

The "👀" you used, to me, implies we're here for the tears [lustful] and not tears [emotional], so I won't tear my own heart out right now thinking about all the trauma these two have gritted their teeth and beared, I guess, lmao.

So, 👀, indeed:

Andy and Steve are both determined. Domineering. Controlled. Andy more so than Steve in this situation, I think, but just a little bit more. Andy feels even more closed off to me than Steve--Steve is reaching out for his best friend and holding onto him as tight as the tensed muscles in his body will let him. Andy is holding himself together as his world is destroyed around him, and he's trying to figure out if he's destroying himself for the right reasons or not, even if he isn't going to show that to anyone. I can see them both grinding their teeth. I can see them both needing to blow off some steam.

Which brings us to a very interesting, intense sexual dynamic...

I keep considering them, and I keep coming up empty. Let me explain. Can I see them grinding against each other, one in the other's lap? Nah. Who would be willing to get in the other's lap? Who's on top? What about side by side, lying down, someone's leg thrown over the other's hip? Mmm... that's also not quite right to me. How about one blowing the other? I can picture both of them on their knees, but it doesn't feel true to these characters for one to get on their knees and control the entire encounter that way, reducing the other to mush by their mouth. Nor does it feel like one would sit back and direct the other with the other going easily along with it. Hmm. Maybe anal, then? But also no. I don't get the distinct impression that Andy would want it in him, but also not this version of Steve with Andy. However--

More narrowing down has me stumbling into other thoughts, like, what about just making out?

That I can see.

But, in just one particular way, I see it clearly.

I can really see them at first almost casually leaning in, slow and heady, almost a challenge, almost too much eye contact as if they're each daring the other to stop and break the sizzling electricity that's settling thickly in the air between their mouths and pulling them in.

Gravitational.

Neither of them pull back.

So, then, they're kissing. Kissing impactfully. Hard. It takes a minute to adjust because they both have the inclination to tilt their head in the same direction, which makes for an awkward angle, their noses pressed together harshly, lips not quite slotting together like they should but, fuck, that damn underlying crackle of heat is irresistible. Neither of them are willing to back out. One of them adjusts, or they both adjust slightly, just enough, and suddenly--

Oh.

Their lips do slot together.

It's a collision that's harsh and heated and fighting with Andy's teeth dragging over Steve's plush lower lip and Steve's hand on Andy's jaw, scratching through his beard, pulling him barely closer. Steve sighs, and Andy does, too. Their tongues meet, and the resulting lewd sound sends a matching tremble through their bodies. They aren't pressed together, there's room between their bodies; their thighs are parallel, and their torsos are twisted so they can face each other. It doesn't matter, though. They're unmoving. Stubborn yet relenting.

Steve's hand starts on Andy's jaw, and Andy's starts by carding through the short golden hair at the nape of Steve's neck, but in parallel, their hands come down. Fingertips feather light. They keep kissing, kissing, and kissing as their hands slip down until they're grabbing each other. Kissing--groaning softly into each other's mouth--and holding on, hands fisted in the fabric of their opposing shirts.

By now, still making out uncompromisingly, their lips are swollen, buzzing, wet, and they can't hide how their breaths have started to grow heavier, labored, coming out of their respective broad chests with rasping humidity. Hot. Wet. Their mouths stay pressed together, too close, breathing each other in, kissing deeply, fiercely, until the last possible moment, almost choking on the lack of oxygen. Then, they come apart.

They're coming apart.

Neither of them are willing to admit it but this is so fucking good. As they pant, catching their breath, their eyes open, then flutter shut again, in sync, caught up in the rush of crashing heat. Neither Andy nor Steve is willing to admit to the other how hard he is, how close he is to losing it in his jeans, untouched, just from the filthy hot press of their lips together. Andy's beard burning sweetly against Steve's face; Steve's plush lips nearly too plump and soft to handle. The sounds they make together are pornographic even as restrained as they are, bitten back and muffled. The only pieces of evidence they have for the intensity are how hard they're breathing, breaking apart to gasp and heave, and how they're gripping each other's clothes. Other than that, it doesn't seem like this is all that. But it is.

They're back at it.

Kissing.

Groaning and biting and licking and not playing fair as the start to fray apart, yet still stubborn and unwilling to admit it. They'd rather suffer through the rough friction of their pants--restrictive, heavy jeans for Steve and fitted, tight slacks for Andy--against their erections, hips instinctually jerking forward while they leak and drip, than do anything about it that might stop the devastating way they're making out. Andy's knuckles are white as he clutches onto Steve's t-shirt, and Steve's putting tears in Andy's button-up, but they don't talk about it. They're too busy gasping for air, groaning, and kissing. Lost in it. Kissing. Kissing.kissing.kissingkissingkissing.

They're gonna stay here, just like this, wrapped up in each other despite looking almost like they're fighting, barely touching, until somebody breaks, and neither of them are prone to splintering under pressure, so...

It's gonna keep dragging out longer and longer, hot and thick like fiery honey dripping off a spoon.

How's it gonna end? How is it supposed to end? Are they just going to do this for the rest of time?

#i got too caught up in this 😮‍💨😮‍💨#asks #fandomfluffandfuck #andy barber #steve rogers #does this count as self-cest??#kinda right?#andy x steve #andy barber x steve rogers #selfcest

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beevean · 14 days

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TV Tropes looks at a villain: "Everyone prefers them as a hero". TV Tropes looks at a hero: "Everyone prefers them as a villain".

I don't even know how to call it. I would make a joke about the site falling into the exact same Draco in Leather Pants/Ron the Death Eater trap it denounces, but it doesn't feel like it.

Canon: Eggman is a egotistical bastard who only cares about himself and lording his superiority over everyone else. Dude's willing to commit all sorts of atrocities to get his way, from defacing ancient ruins to using a moon-shattering laser as a warning. He cares for nothing other than furthering his goals of dominations, and that is why he has to be stopped.

TvTropes: Nuh-uh, he's actually more nuanced than we believe! It's just that SEGA is stupid and wasted his potential!

Connected with Sonic's potential origins are Dr. Eggman's motivations. Sonic Adventure 2 and Shadow the Hedgehog hinted that he had deeper motivations towards villainy with how much he looked up to his grandfather and that his motive for conquering the world was to overthrow the corrupt governments who destroyed his family. But any implication of motivation has been largely thrown away for the initial portrayal of "mad scientist who tries to conquer the world just because of his ego", which many fans feel makes Eggman a much less interesting character than he could potentially be.

(I would like to know where in SA2 it hints at him wanting to avenge Gerald.)

Canon: Isaac is a murderous, petty, vengeful bastard, but he has good reasons to be so. His tale is tragic, and he has lived an unlucky life, although it doesn't justify his sadism. He's also more cunning than his appearance would lead you to believe.

TvTropes. Nuh-uh, he's nothing more than a meat puppet! No personality and no agency at all! Totally wasted character, thankfully the show fixed him by giving him real depth (by turning him into a completely different character)!

Is this on purpose? Just to spite me personally? help

#btw the edits made to eggman's page after frontiers hurt my soul

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moonyandrice · 8 months

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Midoriya Should've Stayed Quirkless.

So i haven't been active in the MHA fandom for quite some time, but nostalgia brought me back to it. And along my nostalgia-fueled binge I've noticed a lot more stuff narrative wise that i kinda wanted to talk about.

That being, of course, that Midoriya (i'll be calling him Deku since it's easier) should NEVER have gotten a quirk.

The narrative theme that MHA pushes (or wants to push i should say), is that "anyone can be a hero" which would be fine and dandy if Deku's entire existence didn't destroy that. What do I mean? I'll tell you.

Literally the very first thing we find out about the world is that quirks are given to 80% of the population, and that little 20% group of "quirkless" people are pretty much shat on in every way, as demonstrated by Bakugou and the entirety of Deku's flashbacks. He's seen as a failure and a wannabe, his mother breaks down sobbing after they get news of his lack of quirk, and he's in utter shambles as well. Despite being able to get into UA on grades alone, it's believed he'll never make it far, and that he simply doesn't have the means to do so. Sound familiar? It should if you're disabled.

Deku is disabled in an allegorical sense, and he honestly doesn't make a bad allegory. It can be interpreted as either physical disability, or neurodivergency due to the broadness of what "quirklessness" entails, along with his overall personality. Things seem to be looking up in this sense, and it would pretty intriguing to see how this kid with no powers makes it by in a school with superpowered kids. Or it would, I should say.

The entire allegory along with the theme completely falls in on itself because Deku, after receiving a speech about how "anyone can be a hero! Even quirkless kids like you!" Immediately becomes allegorically abled a couple scenes later. The entire message becomes completely void after this, as Deku loses pretty much what made his character interesting to begin with.

"But if he did stay quirkless, how would the story even progress?!" I hear you ask, and i can answer that.

See, I am of the opinion that the story would’ve been ten times more interesting had Deku never gotten a quirk. I mean- c’mon. We have Batman don’t we? Sure, we have plenty of characters with downright useless quirks that have made it into UA, so why wouldn’t Deku be the same?

Simple! Just have Deku be the first to join the hero class. A quirkless kid getting by on nothing but his brains and downright insane attunement with his surroundings? And maybe some gadgets from his buddies over at the gear classes? That sounds awesome as fuck! Not to mention nearly all of his relationships with the characters become way more interesting.

Bakugou instead of being threatened by his fantastic new power, instead is witnessing the kid who he bullied for years on end completely dominate any competition thrown his way, and grow his skills at an incredible rate. Not only does he feel threatened, but he’s being proven wrong. Quirkless kids can be heroes. And they can be better than him. Now who doesn’t love a good bully getting their just desserts? And in what is arguably far more satisfying and empowering than just, “Wow Deku has better powers than me”. It also makes his sports arc moment with Todoroki feel far more satisfying as well.

“It’s your power not his” feels strangely more impactful when you realize Deku had to get his “power” from the ground up. He used what he had to get by, despite everyone saying he was nothing. It’s not Bakugou’s, it’s not his parents, and it’s not Allmight’s, it’s his.

Speaking of Allmight, where would he even fit in all this nonsense? Well, who said he had to give Deku a quirk to be his mentor? It was already pre-established that Allmight was thinking of giving Mirio his quirk. If we could have Allmight have already given his quirk to Mirio, it would not only give us a foreshadow of his character, but also give Allmight a reason for Deku to not have his quirk. Allmight used to be quirkless himself, so seeing a little boy in a similar position to himself when he was younger, and wanting to give that kid the chance to prosper for who he is? Not only is that super sweet, but honestly makes Allmight look like a better person.

There were so many ways in which the story could continue as we see it with the omission of Deku’s quirk. And I’m my eyes, a far more satisfying and empowering story that keeps its narrative.

#“Anyone can be a hero. As long as you’re able bodied.”#Nah #we don’t do that here #my hero academia #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha #izuku midoriya #bakugou katsuki #all might #shouto todoroki #mha deku

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See I find Suzuki such a fun guy to think about,he's so fun to think about!!!Very interesting!!!!Bros such a good villain in my mind and is really silly???Idk I find world domination a funny villain trait alabaka anyways love seeing another Toichiro fan!

He sure is a funny guy! He's like Doofenschmirz but he's dead serious. He doesn't seem to want money, just wants to be king of the world and he says it all publicly with a straight face. Has he never read a book in his entire life? Was he not embarrassed? Cause it was done in such a cartoonish way and very openly, I would expect someone who wants to take over the world to sneak into governments and spread their roots deep. Like mafia is invisible but he wanted to be seen and recognised, and he wanted it to be dramatic like this cause he's so dumb and I love that. Asked why he chose the cultural tower of seasoning city for his invasion, he says that they serve delicious omurice there lmfao

He fought a 14 year old who saved his life in the end. He also beat up his son for which I would love to slap him across the face if he was real. He did so many more things wrong than just that. And I can kinda see how people might not like him even though his character arc doesn't end with him being left alone to explode from the excess energy. It ends with him seeing what he did was horrible and accepting the consequences of that and even wanting to fix what he broke.

Later he stops mid his suicide mission to turn around and give himself a chance to make things right with his family instead of leaving their bonds destroyed and haunted by his past actions. He chooses to be better instead of throwing his life away even if he would repay an honor towards Mob. And even if he thinks he would make himself useful to this world again, not even for the price of freedom, more like forgiveness sealed by his sacrifice. I think deep inside he thinks he deserved to die that moment when he first fought Mob and then again when he appears in the finale but that might be just my overanalyzing part of the brain speaking. He said he was ready for this cause he almost lost his life once.

And just so it's clear, if anyone is still like "he should have died then I wouldn't mind if he died" about him, that's a clear sign they watched the entirety of mob psycho with their head in their ass. The anime that is about people being changed by encounters with other people. It's surprising how much negativity there is in this fandom that is build upon a show/manga that emphasizes how important it is to be kind, even to people who you don't like.

And I just like him so much for trying, that's all :3

#mp100 #suzuki toichiro #toichiro tag #sorry this turned into an essay on my fav villain dilf #answered

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 1 year

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(Accidentally deleted the old ask but a while back an anon asked for more yandere Grimmjow HC)

His initial reaction to realizing he has a desire for his Darling is annoyance. Anger. He doesn't like attachments like that to others unless they make him stronger like his Fracciones. But a mate is something different; you don't consume them, at least not the way Arrancar usually do.

He'd start out hostile towards them and try to keep his distance until he can't take being far from them anymore. He'll kill any Hollow that's within a mile of their home, he'll stalk them and watch their boring mundane daily routine with mild interest. So this is what non-Arrancar do; it's strange to be in a world that isn't filled with immediate danger and competing predators. This means he's constantly on guard and ready to kill for his Darling, even if it isn't likely to be necessary.

When he decides to take them as a mate, he does it without much warning. He'll waltz into their home and bluntly tell them that he's claiming them as his mate, and that he'll be living there with them from now on. As unfamiliar as it is to Hueco Mundo, he acknowledges it's much safer for them there (especially if they're a human)

If they try to reject him, he'd pin them down and say that the only way they can do that is to defeat him. If they aren't strong enough to do that, then he won't respect their refusal of him as a mate. His mindset as an Arrancar just makes their rejection confusing. Strength is everything, so why would they refuse him when he's the strongest possible mate for them?

Any rivals trying to take Darling away will be challenged on sight. If they can't square up, then he'll either kill them or beat them nearly to death while making sure Darling is watching. They need to see that he's a good mate, and that includes seeing him prove his strength.

He isn't sure if an Arrancar can breed, at least not without a gigai if his Darling's human. If his Darling did somehow get pregnant, he'd become EXTREMELY protective. They can't leave the home without him and he's constantly got a hand or his head on their stomach to sense his "kit" and their well-being. He'd also get this weird urge to pile their towels and blankets onto his and Darling's bed, and he's not able to explain why.

He has a lot of things he does without really knowing why. It just feels right, and he always follows his instincts. If Darling asks why he always rubs his hands and face against their body, he just explains that he wants his "scent" (or in his case, reiatsu) all over them. He'll purr in his sleep or when he's very relaxed while he's alone with his Darling. He'll absentmindedly knead their thighs, ass, stomach, and breasts.

He has a high sex drive once he first recognizes that THAT is what he wants to do with his mate. If the urge hits him, he'll start groping and rubbing against Darling no matter what they're doing or where they are. He doesn't get why it's such an issue for mates to fuck if other people are around; so what if they see something? They're seeing that he and Darling belong to each other, and there's nothing wrong with that. Besides, they can see how good of a mate he is and how well he can fuck his mate. It's partially a display of dominance whenever he tries to fuck Darling in public.

They're the only one he's allowed to show softness or weakness to. He'll tell them (eventually) about how he feels about the deaths of all his Fracciones, about being defeated by Ichigo and taken out unfairly by Nnoitora, Harribel calling herself King of Hueco Mundo and how he wants to challenge her someday. A mate is the one being who you can show your weak points to, and somehow make you feel stronger for doing it.

Conversely, he'd want Darling to show their vulnerability to him in return. He'll advise them on how they can work through their own issues (his advice is usually blunt and boils down to "kill or destroy whatever is causing the problem" or "find a way to be stronger").

He likes positions where he can pin Darling down or grab them, or controlling the pace. Think of ones like the mating press, the full Nelson, etc. Even when he's in the mood for lazy or sleepy sex, or when he's giving them oral, he's always got a hand on them to hold them in place. He loves that his mask tends to mark their skin and make little indents whenever the fangs/teeth press against them. It's another way to claim them as his.

#.myshit #tw: dubcon #.grimmjow #.bleach #yandere grimmjow #yandere bleach

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Astarion's ambitions and desires. Power, Evil and Good

Astarion discuss a possibility of controlling the tadpole. Astarion_InParty2_Nested_ControllingTadpole

Tiny scene, but interesting. ⟡Devnote⟡

I opened the dialog if Tav playing as a "good", but if Tav is chaotic, discards to lines that go in the "evil" branch. I am chaotic Tav. If playing as Dark Urge the "goodness" branch is unavailable even if the grove saved. After killing the bard, for sure. I almost restrained myself from posting the entire script of that scene here. Just a script. At the end a bit of my personal thoughts and preferences. though poor English :| The order of the line has been followed.

Astarion: You might be a little naive in the ways of the world, but I see promise in you. Ambition.

Astarion: So I was thinking, what would be the right thing to do when we get to Moonrise Towers? When we come face-to-face with whoever is controlling the parasites in our heads. Player: Seize control of the cult ourselves? Astarion: Yes, exactly! NodeContext: Surprised and hyped that the player got it in one. He didn't think you'd be on board with the idea.

Player: Evil power. I won't do it. Astarion: Power is just a tool, it's people that are good or evil. Astarion: And even they can be a little bit... CinematicNodeContext: Can't quite find the words to convey "even evil people can be a little bit good" so just mimes weighing scales with his hands. NodeContext: And even good or evil people can be a little bit complicated.

Astarion: I'm just saying there's an opportunity here. If we can control the tadpoles, we can keep ourselves safe and liberate the world from this evil. NodeContext: pause be 'liberate' as he considers what would sound good to a goody-two-shoes player. Astarion was thinking less liberate, more dominate.

1Player: No. Absolutely not. Astarion: So much for thinking you had ambition. 2Player: Or we could just enjoy having all that power.

\Jump in the thread where Tav would kill the Tieflings and\or Dark urge, who interested in safe and a little of world domination. As in the screen, In the "good" branch, Astarion doesn't mention his plan, but in the "evil" branch, he says it explicitly.

Astarion: I knew I was right about you. It's so good to find a kindred spirit. Astarion: Of course, this all assumes we live long enough to find this 'Moonrise'. But I'm feeling optimistic. END

*** Another branchs as a bonus. "Good hero" branch

Player: To destroy the cult and end its evil forever. Astarion: Gods... No, try to think outside the box. Just a little.

NodeContext: With a sigh, maybe pinching the bridge of his nose because the player is so fucking dense. But Astarion is trying to get the player on board with stealing a whole lot of power, so he has to lead them down the path and can't just call them an idiot.

"Astarion's plan"

Player: And how would we do that, exactly? Astarion: I mean - I assume there's some device controlling these things, so we find that, murder some people, and... NodeContext: Trying to sound like he knows what he's talking about, though he doesn't actually have a plan beyond "stealing power good" Astarion: Look, I'm not a 'details' person, all right? But turning up and causing chaos has worked for us so far. NodeContext: giving up trying to sound authoratitive

He has two reactions to rejection.

~"Goody-two-shoes" branch

Player: No. Absolutely not. Astarion: So much for thinking you had ambition. ~Not that Goody branch

Player: I'm getting this thing out of my head. End of story. or Player: I still want to get rid of the parasite. Astarion: A pity, I thought you had more ambition than that. Astarion: Still, we're not there yet. Maybe you'll see the light yet.

\In the "good" branch, he decides Tav has no ambition when Tav rejects his idea. In the "evil" branch, he thought Tav had more ambition and hopes for "light" in thought. Such a reaction cannot be obtained in the "good" branch. ***

My thoughts.

Ambition — I really love that word.

I love how the proud Prince, wants to take power and dominate the world. The plan: find, murder and... get what I want. He's smart, but his wild-fireworks nature is something. And it just melts me.

I love this conversation about good and evil. The theme of scales.

CinematicNodeContext: Can't quite find the words to convey "even evil people can be a little bit good" so just mimes weighing scales with his hands. NodeContext: And even good or evil people can be a little bit complicated.

\I love that devnote so much. I am so greedy for this topic.

NodeContext: pause be 'liberate' as he considers what would sound good to a goody-two-shoes player. Astarion was thinking less liberate, more dominate. \AUGH

I like to play chaotic Tav so Astarion can tempt me better to own the world and generally not understand what's hells in my Tav-head sometimes. (งᐖ)ว \But I've already been tempted into everything on the beach, and he doesn't know that :D\ I'm looking forward to 2055 when we can talk to characters like they're real. >:D I'll make cute Chaos.

#astarion #astarion ancunin #astarion evil side #even evil people can be a little bit good #And even good or evil people can be a little bit complicated #baldur's gate 3 #my analysis

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ftl-faster-than-life · 8 months

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You wrote another eobarry fic! It's so good, I love your writing, you really nail the one-side Eobard is obsessed in every way he can be messed up version of the ship that is the version I am most interested in (sorry Barry), it's excellent.

Yeah! I decided to start turning some of these ideas I have that aren't fully fleshed out (and probably don't need to be, really) into little drabbles. They're going to be collected on AO3--Tribute is the first. It's my first published Eobarry fic that's suitable for general audiences and the first published one that's set in the comics-verse instead of the CW-verse. The show's got a bit of a different dynamic going for it--it's easier to imagine that Barry, who knew Eobard as Harrison Wells, might have some lingering regard or even affection for Eobard. So that's a different kind of tension to handle.

I think one-sided, obsessed Eobarry is what we're given in comics canon. I wouldn't call it subtext, either, or say it's something that Barry himself is unaware of. Barry draws parallels between a woman's romantic stalker and his own situation with Eobard, so I think he's uncomfortably aware of what Eobard feels for him. I think he doesn't want to acknowledge it, so putting him in situations where he's forced to is interesting to me.

How Eobard acts on this changes from moment to moment--sometimes he wants to be Barry, sometimes he wants to destroy him, other times he wants to be the only person in Barry's world in one way or another. To be clear, this isn't inconsistent writing. This is just a symptom of how erratic and unstable Eobard is.

I really enjoy exploring the parasocial nature of Eobard's obsession, and how unhealthy it is, why it's turned into this monstrous all-consuming thing that dominates his narrative and taints Barry's. And how there's nothing either he or Barry can do that will satisfy his obsession or erase it.

Usually when I do write something fluffy or sweet with these two, the domesticity is just a veneer. The foundation of this pairing is dangerously rotten and that's what I try to convey.

Thanks for the kind words, and thanks for reading!

#eobarry #ship meta #eobard thawne #barry allen

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belit0 · 10 months

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Hello! Can I request something about Madara and younger male s/o? Maybe a little (or not even a little, as you prefer (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)) feminine, maybe short? Scenarios or imagines about Madara with a female s/o are much more frequent than with male ones. Although I can actually see why - he likes to dominate too much haha. That is why, perhaps, he would choose more fragile partners? I don't know. Just curious what you can create) Thank you!

This is quite curious, and in fact, I've been thinking about it since I received the request.

I can only imagine this with a rather dark Madara, Yandere! if we want to say it in some way.

I ended up writing him as a first class psychopath, and I'm not sure you're going to like it, but I followed my instinct and came up with this.

In general, the only male I write Madara with is Izuna, but it seemed like an interesting challenge, so here we go.

- To begin with, when looking for someone, he looks for boys who are as similar as possible to Izuna. The death of his brother left him so traumatized, having lost the only person he cared about in the world, there's no turning back.

- After faking his death and being away from Konoha's radar, Madara wanders around unknown, remote villages, looking for a target. Of course, he doesn't think of them as "victims" per se, but a human on whom to unload everything that came with losing the love of his life, and to top it all off, keeping his eyes.

- Romantic or not, Izuna represented the last subject of affection for Madara's heart, the last person to bleed, to suffer, to live for. Losing him destroys the whole ecosystem he built in his life, and leaves him on an aimless path, destruction at its best.

- He will seek out different men, disguising himself as a normal person and pretending to be a traveler. He will gain their trust, make them believe in him, and stalk them like a predator hiding in the dark. No one knows his name or where he comes from, using different genjutsu to disguise his physical appearance.

- Once he has them in his claws, he uses and abuses them as he wishes, keeping his victim in his cave and not allowing him to see the light of day anymore. He can't risk leaving loose ends, no one to give him away.

- He calls them all by the name of his late younger brother, and forces them to pretend to be him, forcing them to address him as "Aniki" amidst tears and pleas for freedom. Most try to play along as they identify his lack of sanity, most survive for months.

- Those who decide to fight or refuse to follow his instructions are killed slowly and mercilessly, in the most terrible and inhumane ways possible.

- Every time one of the replacements loses his life or he himself decides to make him lose it, a huge emptiness attacks his chest, a need to hold Izuna in his arms, to return his beautiful eyes, to hear his voice.

- Madara loses himself more and more, little by little falling into a hole of perdition with the name of his younger brother, looking for in strangers and innocents what Tobirama snatched from him some time ago.

- His behavior only wanes with the arrival of Obito, finding a new purpose and having decided that trying to replace Izuna is pointless, but will directly force reality to bring him back.

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After watching Hazbin Hotel, YouTube recommended a video about it to me a few times. Its thumbnail had "The Hotel Doesn't Matter" written on it. I didn't click, but that sentence stuck in my mind.

I can't speak for everyone, but for me, the appeal of the Hazbin Hotel was seeing an optimist triumph in a cynical world. The pilot set Charlie up as a Disney-princess-esque character who wanted to find and nurture the good in everyone...in a world where nearly everyone indulges in cartoon vice before getting caught up in cartoon violence.

I find this premise appealing for two reasons. First, if Charlie proving that any of the people in her world can be redeemed if they want to is a more powerful thematic statement if the people in said that world are almost uniformly a caricature of vice and villainy. Second, cartoon violence with a garnish of peppy music is funny.

In this context, Adam moving up the date for the next Extermination could just be a soft deadline. If Charlie can't redeem her tenants within six months, they're at risk of being exterminated! You know, plot stuff. Giving demons an external motivation to reform could be a thematic weakness, but not a crucial one.

That said, the devil's in the details. Or the...angel? Look, there are two details I'd like to address.

First is the way that "Hell Is Forever" smashes any hope of Charlie getting her plan off the ground. Adam doesn't want to let sinners be redeemed, he doesn't care about negotiating, and it's pretty clear that Heaven is in a dominant position over Hell.

On one hand, that's obviously a joke. On the other hand...everything we see about the dynamic between Heaven and Hell in this series fits with Adam sending a formal decree to infernal royalty saying "Fuck you, I do what I want!!"

Second is the episode 1 stinger. You know, the bit where Adam and his assistant talk about the single dead angel. The bit where Adam says "When we come back, there won't be a demon left alive to pull a stunt like this again."

Either one of these would be enough to shift the focus of the show away from Charlie redeeming the sinners. The former says that her plan as it stands is impossible; for it to have any effect, she'd need to find some way to force Heaven to agree to her plans. The latter says that redeeming a trickle of sinners is pointless in the first place, because Adam plans to kill every demon in Hell, so the characters need to find some way to stop Heaven.

All else held equal, I think I'd prefer a story about changing or destroying a harmful institution over one about letting a handful of people escape it. But all else isn't held equal.

Focusing on a grand conflict between Heaven and Hell negates the reason I was interested in Hazbin Hotel, the reason I found Charlie and the way she contrasts with other demons compelling. In an epic fantasy series about violent conflicts between Heaven and Hell, an optimistic infernal princess who wants to prove that even demons are good on the inside feels out of place. In turn, her contrast with the caricatured cruelty of other demons loses its purpose, which means that that the characterization of Hell and demons starts to bother me in ways it wouldn't before.

I haven't watched past episode 1 yet; maybe future episodes find a way to make this work. But I'm not very interested in looking. As it stands, the hotel doesn't matter, and the hotel is why I cared about the series.

#hazbin hotel #narrative #themes #random thoughts

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the-path-to-redemption · 6 months

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Salem! - mylittlerwde

ask meme

Long Post Ahead

SALEM

What are my top four favorite non-romantic relationship dynamics for them? - She and Tyrian got me in a grip, bro. They are so Bloodborne-coded, you have no idea. I also like the one she has with Watts, as little as we have, because he doesn't actually worship her, she's just a matron for his goals and she likes the developments he brings, a good evil partnership (even though she's still very much in charge). I also like the antagonistic relationship she has with Ruby, and how she taunts the poor thing about Summer. It was good, despite all of the flaws. Finally, I fuck with her and the Hound tremendously. God, what a fucking nightmare it was lmao, with how she just treats it better than her lackeys, almost motherly, until you realized that there is a person in there, there is a Silver Eyed Warrior that she captured, tormented, and disfigured in that Grimm. Man, when the horror hits like this, I almost forgot I hate the way CRWBY writes lol.

What season were they at their best and why? - O O F. I seriously cannot pick one, because wow the good moments she has just fucking comes and go without any consistency huh. Well, if I have to choose based on overall enjoyment? Probably 7 or 8, because they actually let her go full-on horror monster, and boy do we need that.

What season were they at their worst and why? - Uhhhhh, I would say...6? Because the way they wrote her backstory and how it went was wack. I love the evil bitches from the start, I do, and I was one of the people who never saw Salem as a good person even before she turned Grimm. But the narrative of Lost Fables was lame, and her complexity was nonexistent because "noooo my man died wahhh :((((" and I...I wish that by itself extended into more? Like, she was sad that what she thought was hers was taken from her, and that spiraled into a need to control the world instead of just like, destroy it for a man that she still murdered when he rightfully gtfo, I guess. Her character trope and the way it all went down are ideas that have been executed better, look no further than the character Father from Fullmetal Alchemist.

How would I rank their outfits from worst to best? - Well, seeing as how both of her outfits just reeks of Orientalism and sexism, both of them belong in the fucking trash. But if I have to rank them, the OG comes first, then her "war" outfit because....what was even there, bestie?

I'm not doing anything H*rry P*tter related, so this ain't gonna be a thing at all.

What do I think this character would be like if they were on the opposite side (good characters are bad, bad characters are good - Huh...Now that's an interesting thought. I thought she would be like Ozpin at first, but then I was leaning more towards her being a hermit trainer who watches over the world in the shadows instead of being a Headmaster, while the Headmasters themselves are either her close friends or studied under her before going into their Huntsman career. I can also see her having her own Huntsman training sect where her students have a unique style of Grimm hunting and Dust utilization due to her being a magician, but upon descending into the world they must never find her again (Baoshan Sanren from Mo Dao Zu Shi is a good example of this trope). A really low-key person.

If I suddenly had control of RWBY, what would I want to do with this character after the events of V8? - First of all, erase Vol 9-. In all seriousness? I would have her kickstart that world domination already, and keep up that level of high stake for the characters to actually deal with. Salem has become a high-level threat, and that would've made the tension not just between the main cast, but them against the world because of their actions, be more interesting. And obviously, have her just fucking blow Cinder apart already. That bitches literally did shit for you but steal the work other lackeys did for you, Salem, just kill her.

#answered #anonymous #rwde #rwby critical #ask meme answered #rwby salem #rwby salem critical

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clearcloudlesssky · 8 months

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BONJOUR (i really need to stop opening all my asks with this line there is not a singular french bone in my body)

you seem like a cool and intellectual person (everything i aspire to be fr)! and you speak mandarin like me (事实说，我的华文很糟糕...我的母语怎么说到那么差哎呀呀)! and you're friends with all my friends (i'm like a human detector device i see new person on my friends' blogs i stalk their page and follow them ehehehhj)

like we have to be besties at this point/j

my question: gush over your favourite book?? like GUSH IDC IF I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT I WILL LISTEN TO EVERY DETAIL

NEE HOW 没关系---其实我的中文也很糟糕 (ಥ﹏ಥ))

thank you so much for the ask!! i'm VERY new to interacting on tumblr so this is like really really really cool to me lmao

also PLEASE i am not a intellectual or a cool person do not aspire to be like me you don't know what i did last year under the blood red full moon of october 27th at 3:27pm

ok the gushing part I'LL TRY TO STICK TO BOOKS/MEDIA NO PROMISES THOUGH

generally speaking my favorite books are the ones i'm reading/have just read, so right now they'd prob be perfume as you who have stalked my blog may be able to tell and probably coriolanus which i am rereading rn @bassguitarinablackt-shirt i told you about coriolanus last year sobs

i was forced to read perfume by a friend of mine -- she's a sucker for these totally reprehensible, incorrigible characters, and she'd been ranting abt perfume for aaaages. and it sounded kinda perverse but at the same time really interesting so i read it and it was actually really good...

ok and just in case this monstrosity below convinces anyone to read perfume, there's a few warnings in hand

perfume is a decently dark book, there's like 26 total murders, and the ending is...interesting. the author has a talent for creating unique, immersive descriptions but like maybe 20-30% of the time these descriptions lean towards eroticism so if you don't like that pls be warned?

if you've ever seen food wars think that but with really really good smells

ok now to start

i think that perfume is really cool because it's one of those where there's exactly one, very very clear theme - others may crop up but this feels super central, and that theme would probably be human greed, and the tendencies of humans to destroy that which they most love. it dives into total obsession and the idea of wanting to possess something so much, so badly that you destroy it in that greed, and the poster boy for this idea is the main character of the book, jean-baptiste grenouille, who murders those with scents he desperately wants to possess

the entire book is very unique in that it focuses itself around one sense - smell, and this creates a lot of really cool descriptions and a pov that you've probably never thought of before.

the mc himself is also a really interesting character - he's totally dominated by this sense, he's like a dog but ten times more sensitive to smell. he doesn't care about other human beings at all, he doesn't care about physical pain, or visually beautiful things, he only cares about the smells around him. he has a urge to possess all of them, to learn how to create them and collect them. i've spoken about his inhumanness and other stuff before so i won't go into that (this is long sobs i haven't even spoken abt coriolanus)

ok what's below is a weirder interpretation..

one of the ideas that popped out to me when i was reading is that the author uses individual scents as an analogy for a soul. everything in grenonuille's world has a scent. it is what defines them. it is what makes them them in his worldview, and for him to lack a scent means that he lacks a soul, and this only further emphasizes his inhumanity. he's terrified when he realizes this, and his lack of a smell is what actually pushes other humans away from him

by attempting to create a sort of "ultimate perfume" for himself, he seeks to give himself a soul, a sense of being, but he's left full of hatred and fear once he realizes that people don't care for him, the soulless, scentless grenouille, but the scent he created. they aren't attracted to him as a person, they're attracted to his ultimate perfume, and their sheer olfactory gullibility disgusts him. i can elaborate but that means spoiling the rest of the book and i don't wanna do that TwT

this leaves no room for coriolanus but let it be said this is a goofy ass book (i love it but still) generally shakespeare is a bit dry? for me and i don't take a lot of enjoyment out of it but i had fun reading coriolanus

the main idea of coriolanus is a general, a military hero who enters the cutthroat world of roman politics, and is absolutely destroyed. his bluntness, refusal to compromise, and above all pride makes him psychologically ill-suited to become a politician, generally i feel that a lot of traits that made him an excellent general turn on him once he becomes a consul (think president).

he has an absolutely wack relationship with his mom, who i feel is like the roman equivalent of that one parent who's basically living through their child. from the start to the end, she's the one pulling his strings. she's the one who pushed him to military success, she's the primary one who pushed him to become consul, and it's her who's able to convince him to spare Rome when he finally leaves to seek revenge. and when she returns to rome? it's her who gets the glory, it's her who's hailed as rome's savior, while coriolanus himself is brutally murdered at the end of the book.

to me, she comes across as someone who's hyper-ambitious, and perhaps as a woman in ancient rome, she wasn't able to move anywhere with those ambitions, so she pushed them onto her son instead. she speaks of blood and swords and death, and is prideful that her son was sent into battle at a young age.

honestly their relationship is one of my favorites from this play, and the only scene that i enjoy more than the death scene is uh coriolanus's arch nemesis speaking about him..

"Twelve several times, and I have nightly since Dreamt of encounters 'twixt thyself and me; We have been down together in my sleep, Unbuckling helms, fisting each other's throat; And waked half dead with nothing"

And there's also this

"Than thee, all noble Marcius. Let me twine Mine arms about that body, where against My grained ash an hundred times hath broke, And scarr'd the moon with splinters: here I clip The anvil of my sword, and do contest As hotly and as nobly with thy love As ever in ambitious strength I did Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, I loved the maid I married; never man Sigh'd truer breath; but that I see thee here, Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart"

yep additional note coriolanus's full name is gaius marcius coriolanus

they're a little bit silly aufidius totally isn't the one assassinating him at the end nope

SORRTY THIS WAS REALLY LONG

#coriolanus #perfume #answering asks #perfume: the story of a murderer #i rambled too long geesh #grenouille the tick

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