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trashmouth-richie · 3 months

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eddie x reader ; a very light hint of steve x reader

a follow up to this which is a follow up of this

tw 18+ content, tied up, temperature play, steve is baby girl himbo in this very s3 coded, eddie is jealous + mean.

“that tickles, wow, cold— ow, very very cold— shit, shit!”

You slap a hand over his mouth, wide eyes staring into yours as if he is scared beyond belief.

“Shhhhh..” you press a chaste kiss to the underside of his jaw.

Your body was pressed in his, an ice cube held limply in your fingers as you traced it along his veiny shaft. Leaving goosebumps on his summer tanned skin.

“Eddie is home, do you want him to know that we’re fooling around? Cause I prefer to keep my bedroom adventures private.”

“No, no! You’re right, it’s just— really cold, when you said you wanted to get freaky I thought maybe you had a friend or something to go up my ass? I don’t know!”

You stare at him, waiting for him to say he was kidding but it never came. You sit up, the ice melting on your fingers dripping onto his sack, little whimpers from his mouth.

“Alright… King Steve is curious about assplay, noted. We can unpack that another time— for now, it’s either the ice or nothing, you choose.”

You kiss his chest, waiting for him to decide. He’s mumbling to himself, and you work your fingers in between the tufts of hair, eyes on him, your nipples skimming over his hot skin.

“…okay! Okay fine! Can I kiss you maybe?”

Steve was stretched like a voodoo doll across your bed, large hands tied to each bed post, unable to reach you, his lip in a pout as he attempted to wiggle his wrists free.

“Keep trying to get out of your restraints and you won’t be kissing me anywhere.”

He huffed, a strand of caramel hair tousling into his forehead, “I mean they’re tight— like really tight, you sure this is normal?”

You rolled your eyes and sat up again to examine the human ken doll that was played by Steve Harrington for the evening.

His wrists were red, fingers pale… fuck.

You tug at the knots, trying to wedge your fingers beneath them, and after five minutes of you trying you could see Steve’s hands looking worse.

“Alright— don’t panic!” you announced, sliding from the bed and pushing your arms through the red silk robe hanging from your closet, “and don’t move…. I’ll be…” scissors! “yeah, I’ll be right back!”

“What!? You can’t just leave me like th—!” he hollers your name and you try to muffle his calls of distress by shutting your door quickly.

Eddie was in his room, you could hear him playing his guitar— and he prayed he didn’t hear the muffled pleas from Steve.

Rifling through the kitchen junk drawer you find everything but the scissors. Chopsticks from too many late night orders of chinese takeout, ketchup packets, pens, a pack of markers, Eddie’s fake ID he had in high school, Wayne’s expired ID he tried to use at the gas station when you were sixteen and more rope.

The pair of you didn’t own a knife set, never having cooked anything that required culinary skills— you were at a loss— the only option left was to ask Eddie for his pocket knife. Goddamnit.

The walk to his room felt like miles long, and honestly you would have preferred if you never got there. His door was open, the low times of his acoustic guitar filled the air along with a haze of smoke.

A quick rap on his door and Eddie was looking up at you, cigarette limp from his lips, as he motions to the other side of his room with a nod of his head.

“…ham & pineapple no pepperonis, cash on the dresser.”

“What? Oh yeah, sure— forgot it’s Friday. Hey, ummm. I need a favor.”

Eddie smirks and shakes his head, “I’m not loaning you anymore bud, you already owe you twenty.”

“No— I’m not here for free weed, I need your knife.”

His eyebrows quirk and he waits for you to ask his silent “why?”

“It’s an emergency.”

“Your boss sucks sweetheart, 100%— but you can’t kill him.”

“Eddie shut up,” you whine, stomping your foot, “I just need to borrow it—I'll give it right back!”

He rolls his eyes, leaning over to grab his knife from his back pocket, “tell me what you need it for.”

You stare at him, mouth open, “I…can’t.”

“Okay? and why not?”

Your name is heard in a wail from your room and your cheeks heat with embarrassment.

“is someone in there?”

Scrubbing your hands down your face you finally admit it, “Yes! Jesus fuck! Now will you please either help me or give me the knife, he’s stuck!”

It takes everything in Eddie to try not to laugh, but he simple hides his lips and nods, thinking to himself what kid. of shit you’d gotten into now, and with who?

He follows you into your room, watching your form move beneath the silk robe, trying to keep his eyes from staring too long or imagining what lie beneath the thin fabric.

Your eyes are covered when you open the door so you miss the shock on Steve’s face to see his best friend walk into your room. His dick is still out, laying against his hairy thigh, and the only thing he can do is an awkward jock head nod followed by a “sup?”

Thankful that he has a good poker face, Eddie nods back, ears crimson in anger, biting his tongue as he flips the blade out with flare. Behind his dark eyes He was fuming.

Steve?

STEVE HARRINGTON?

Of all people you could have tied up in here in some makeshift attempt at whatever you thought you were doing— it had to be him.

Heads would fucking roll when this was over and him and Steve were alone.

Slicing through the ropes like they were nothing, Eddie simply raises his eyebrows and shakes his head, leaving with his mind grinding like gears on how to stop this from happening again.

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“Thanks for calling Family Video. Our hours are 10-10 Sunday through Saturday, stop in to rent our latest releases, this is St—”

“Harrington.”

“Hey man, hey— thanks for uh, helping me out the other night. I really o—”

“Yeah, you do,” the cord bounces on the floor as Eddie turns the corner, looking back at you in the living room asleep on the couch— walking to his room, “that’s why whenever she calls… you are going to make up whatever excuse that big hair of yours can..”

“Wait..?”

Eddie grits your name out through clenched teeth.

“If she calls to hang out, you will find a reason not to, y’ catch my drift, pal?”

“Ye-yeah, sure thing… what should I say?”

“I don’t care Harrington, make something up… tell her you have a girlfriend, you have the measles, I really don’t give a fuck what it is, as long as I never have to walk into her room and see your dick again.”

Steve narrows his eyes, blurring the neon lights in the video store, “dude, what the hell?”

“Sarah is single— I’ll give you her numb—”

“Okay? But so is she, why are you acting like an asshole right now?”

You. He was being a dick because of you. Sick and tired of you not willing to admit you both had feelings for eachother, and he was ready to pull out the big guns in order to make it happen.

“Don’t worry about it.”

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cowboyjigen · 1 year

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rosey red or making him blush

warnings: canon typical violence,, it’s tokyo rev, my soft draken agenda makes an appearance, not super happy with all of these but first time writing tokyo rev so i’ll take it

mikey loves little cafe dates. he loves the shared parfaits and quiet giggles between the two of you. so when you catch him staring over the sugary mountain in front of you he won’t notice all to quick. he’s too busy lost in thought of just how lucky he is and how he wishes these moments could last forever.

“mikey? are you okay?” the words wake him from his daze. shaking his head, a pink dusting covers the highs of his cheeks.

“m fine. just thinking.”

whipping the blood from his nose, draken stands at his full height again. your cradled figure lays in the corner shaking. he has to remind himself that killing those bastards isn’t worth it and that he needs to help you first. so he moves himself over you, pulling you into his chest.

“ken?” tear stained eyes glance up at him, “oh my god ken are you alright? what.. what happened? did they hurt you?”

he can’t stop the blood from rushing to his face. despite being hurt yourself your first thought is him. and he’s stuck for a few moments wondering how he got this lucky

takemichi does not know where to put his hands. so he’s just kinda awkwardly fumbling around while trying to hold you close. eventually one will end up in your hair and the other maybe on your waist? he’s not to sure cause he’s just so distracted by the look on your face.

“‘michi? you good? you’re looking a little red there.” you snicker

“oh uh yeah i’m fine i swear. all good here.” he defensively stated, face still lit up like a christmas tree

a couple of pins sit between his teeth as he fiddles with the tape measure. under any other circumstance mitsuya would be keeping his cool. but being this close with you has got him flustered beyond belief.

“uh if you could um just turn maybe?” the rosey color over his cheeks isn’t missed as you slowly turn your back to him

“y’know takashi, if you keep fumbling like that you’re gonna prick your finger.” and prick he did, you’ll just have to kiss it better later.

for once the cats surrounding chifuyu aren’t his main interest. go to the cat cafe they said it’ll be a good date idea. well now he’s here watching you sit and play with the various kittens and he’s pretty damn sure that his heart is going to explode in a few seconds if he doesn’t do something.

“we should adopt one.” that’s not what he meant to say but decides to roll with it, pointing to the one in your hand.

you hold the ginger cat closer to your face, “okay but only since you looks so cute right now fuyu.” the words don’t miss him as color rushes to his face, quickly standing up grabbing you and the cat.

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emlynnnnn · 8 months

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ODD ONE OUT — .5

gosling!ken x barbie!reader

summary | You and Allan need to have a talk. Ken brings you your first flower.

part one , part two , part three , part four , part five

. . .

“WE need to talk,” Came the simple demand from your best friend, Allan, after he had stormed into your book shop one afternoon.

You looked up at him curiously before hesitantly closing over the novel in your hands, slipping it under the register like you always did whenever someone came into the shop to bother you for something—most cases being for a book, of course.

“Yes?” You answered with a raise of your brow, clasping your fingers together patiently as you waited for Allan to explain.

He huffed dramatically before crossing his arms, practically glaring down at you. “You need to stop hanging around Ken,” He stated.

You almost choked on air at the sudden request. “I’m sorry; what?” You managed to respond after getting over your original shock.

“Barbie…” Allen began with a sympathetic glint in his eye. “You’re only gonna end up getting hurt if you keep up this friendship with him,” He explained, confusing you further.

“Allan, I have absolutely no idea what you’re trying to tell me here,” You spoke dryly, not being very amused by his initial proposal of dropping one of your good friends.

Your friend rose a palm to his head, dragging it down his face tiredly at your ignorance to what was obvious to himself. “You’re in love with him!” He exclaimed. “You’re hopelessly in love with him and he can’t return those feelings because he’s hopelessly in love with his own Barbie!”

In all honesty, you hadn’t expected that outburst at all. You felt your face burst into a bright red at the sudden confrontation of your otherwise ignored feelings for Ken along with some hurt that trickled its way into your chest over the honest brutality of Allan’s words.

“Not cool,” You spat, pushing yourself up from the chair behind the register to face your friend with a fiery scowl.

“Barbie, I had to be realistic with you,” Allan looked at you desperately. “I’ve watched you the last few months get progressively more upset over this Ken and I just cannot stand it anymore. As your best friend and your brother from another mother, I’m telling you to leave this friendship behind.”

You stared at Allan blankly for a few moments before furiously shaking your head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Al,” You scoffed. “I’m perfectly okay—and I’m not in love with him.”

“I’m your best friend, not blind,” He remarked with a roll of his eye. “If what you feel for him isn’t love, then I clearly hate volleyball.”

You tried to hold in the giggle at his remark, wanting to stay mad at Allan for being so blunt with you—and frankly, for hurting your feelings.

“Please leave my shop, Allan. I don’t want to have this conversation,” You mumbled as you disappeared behind one of your many bookshelves, desperately trying to hide from the situation.

Of course, however, your best friend was quite determined to make his point as he followed you in through the maze of shelves. “I’m serious, Barbie!” He hissed, crossing his arms across his chest with a fiery look on his face. “It’s killing me; seeing you hurt yourself over caring for this guy.”

You grind your teeth in your mouth, taking a deep breath through your nose before slowly turning to face Allan once again. “And I’m serious—I would like you to drop this conversation,” You spoke firmly. “Regardless of what you think about the situation, at the end of the day Ken is my friend and I won’t be dropping him—”

The ringing of the bell over the front door stopped your conversation in its tracks, forcing you to speedily walk back behind the register to tend to whatever customer had just walked in.

“Oh! Ken!” You looked at him in surprise. Of course he would have perfect timing. “What can I do for you?” You asked through grated teeth, desperately trying to give Allan a look to tell him to get out after he had appeared from behind the shelves you had just left behind.

“Just the usual, please. What book do you have for me this week?” Ken asked excitedly as he put last week’s book on the counter to return. “And I have this…” He sent you a charming grin before revealing the hand he had hidden behind his back, holding a tall and healthy sunflower out for you to take.

You gasped, your eyes taking in the ring of bright yellow petals. “Ken! What—?”

“I seen it in the flower shop and I thought of you… Sunflowers just fit your vibe,” He explained sheepishly as you took the stem into your own hands, the tips of his ears turning a bright red.

“I… I don’t even know what to say, Ken… It’s beautiful,” You looked up at him radiantly, your whole face lifted up with the smile tugging at your lips. “Thank you.”

Behind Ken, you hadn’t noticed the disappointed Allan as he trudged his way out of the shop to leave you both be—his whole argument was already forgotten in your mind, so what was the point?

. . .

“KEN?” You questioned from behind your front door, tiredly rubbing your heavy eyes after answering the knock of the door in your pyjamas. “What are you doing here so late?”

“I had to talk to you about this book, Barbie! It’s so fascinating… I couldn’t go to sleep without talking to someone about it, and backflip Ken told me to buzz off, and I usually talk to him about the books I read, but—”

“Okay. Pause,” You cut his rambling off by raising a hand up to his face, letting out a quiet yawn. “You do realise how late it is, right?”

Ken’s face suddenly dropped. “Shoot… Is it really that late?” He asked worriedly. “I hadn’t noticed… I was reading.”

You couldn’t help the smile that grew across your mouth, admiring that he had picked up a habit you yourself had as a reader. “Yes, it’s quite late,” You nodded before noticing that Ken was ready to suggest he should leave. “Come inside,” You quickly cut in, stepping aside for your friend to enter you house.

Ken took a moment to look surprised before making his way into your dream house, looking around curiously—he hadn’t actually been inside before. He quietly admired the fairy lights that lined your walls along with the aesthetically messy assortment of book and film posters. “Wow, it’s so…”

You couldn’t help the cringe that grew on your face, scrunching your shoulders after realising that you had just invited him into your cluttered home. “Messy, I know—”

“What? No. I was gonna say it’s so you,” He shook his head approaching your wall to take a closer look at one of your movie posters. “It’s so awesome.” There was a moment of silence. “I’ve never been inside a dream house…”

You felt quite horrified at this statement—he’d never been inside a house before. “Oh…” You replied stupidly, not being entirely sure what to say in response to that bomb of information. “Well, uh… let yourself get comfortable. Want a drink?” You asked awkwardly, pulling on the hem of your fluffy white pyjama sleeve.

Ken cleared his throat before nodding. “Yes please—just a drink of water.”

You quickly ran to your kitchen, grabbing one of your pink cups before “filling it” with water and handing it back to your friend who gratefully took a “sip”.

“So… Has Barbie really never invited you into her house?” You asked curiously, sitting beside Ken on your sofa.

He shook his head solemnly. “No, she’s always busy when I ask to visit,” He shrugged.

You nodded hesitantly, knowing that was probably a lie being a friend of Barbie’s and all. By all means, Barbie didn’t owe Ken any right into her home if she didn’t want him, but you had assumed that they were friendly enough for visits… Maybe their relationship was purely reliant on Ken’s pining?

“Right,” You nodded. “Well, you can always come visit me at my dream house,” You shrugged, leaning back on the soft cushions on your sofa. “I enjoy the company.”

Ken’s cheeks flushed a soft pink at the invite, not being entirely sure what to do with it but feeling elated nonetheless. “Sick,” He brushed off coolly, crossing his arms over his chest as he also sat back against your sofa to get comfortable.

“Well then, what did you want to talk about with the book?” You eventually asked, referring back to the whole reason he had arrived at your doorstep in the middle of the night.

. . .

RAYS of light refracted through the glass and around the room, annoyingly shining right onto your eyes and waking you up. You stretched your arms and gracefully rose from your place of rest, which you quickly noted was your sofa, and remembered that you had a guest over.

You glanced over to your side where Ken was curled up into a comfortable ball on the other side of the sofa, making you chuckle quietly before reaching over to gently shake him awake.

“Huh…?” He mumbled, still half asleep, before shooting up and frantically looking around. “I fell asleep! Oh gosh, Barbie, I’m so sorry! That was a mistake,” He rushed, jumping up off of the sofa and making you flinch from the sudden movement.

You furrowed your brows. “You’re fine, Ken. Allan stays over all the time,” You explained.

Ken shook his head. “No, no… Staying over is for boyfriend-girlfriend, and I’m stabbing Allan in the back by doing this because we’re not boyfriend-girlfriend!” He shrieked dramatically, pacing around your living room.

You ignored the pang in your chest over his words and decided to focus on the middle part of his outburst, shaking your head with a chuckle. “Do you think Allan and I are boyfriend and girlfriend?” You hid your grin behind your hand. “Because we’re not, and it’s normal for friends to have sleepovers. You do it with the other Ken’s all the time, right?”

“That’s not the same. We all live on beach together,” Ken stared at you flatly, raising an amused brow as he looked down at you with his hands resting on his hips.

You rolled your eyes before pushing yourself up off of the sofa. “Regardless, it’s normal for friends to sleep over,” You continued, walking past Ken. “Do you want some cereal? I can’t cook you eggs or anything because I need to buy more food from grocer Barbie…” You mumbled to yourself.

Ken shook his head, looking awkwardly tense as he continued to stand in the middle of the room. Clearly, you weren’t going to be able to sway him on the whole “sleepovers are normal” topic.

“I guess I should go,” He scratched his neck.

You sighed, nodding your head understandingly before leading the blond man to your front door. “You’re welcome here anytime, Ken,” You pursed your lips up at him as he stopped in your doorframe, looking down at you thoughtfully before pulling you in for a quick hug.

“Thank’s for having me over, Barbie!” He thanked you cheerfully, already gone back to his normal self—it was bizarre how quickly he had switched from being frantic to merry.

You waved your friend off as he strolled down the street and out of sight, spotting one of your neighbours, doctor Barbie, giving you an odd look. “Hi Barbie!” You sent her a wave, gritting your teeth together for as genuine of a smile you could muster. This was slightly awkward—she had caught Ken leaving your house.

She sent you back a rather confused greeting before getting into her own car and driving off, leaving you behind as you let out a sigh of relief and walked back into your home.

. . .

—> part six

. . .

#barbie #barbie 2023 #the barbie movie #barbie fanfiction #ken #ken x reader #gosling!ken #barbie!reader #barbie reader #pre canon

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t0ast-ghost · 3 months

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Watching Star Trek TOS for the first time, and here are my thoughts on episode three (Charlie “X”)! (I didn’t do episode two cause I just wanted to watch it but I love Bones)

- so far I really like the kid

- Kirk shut up, let Charlie talk

- oh no he’s frightened by the door :(((

- girls do not look THAT different, getting some bad vibes from you Charlie

- BONES!!! (Why does he stand like that, it’s so curved)

- “I want people to like me” oh god they gave this boy anxiety

- He’s learning about the patriarchy, like Ken

- Kirk making Bones tell Charlie about puberty, he looked so defeated

- SPOCKS EYESHADOW!!!

- Charlie gets a Kirk assigned father, it’s not Kirk himself but he did assign Bones to do it, can’t you see the man is tired Jim?!?

- why is she being mean to Spock in verses? Nvm this is fun and he’s enjoying her singing

- HE SLAPPED KIRKS BUTT WHAT

- “there’s no right way to hit a woman.. you know man to man.. uhh… you understand, Charlie?” That was the worst way to try and explain anything, Kirk

- “I put meatloaf in the ovens, now there’s turkeys, real turkeys” then Charlie’s little laugh

- aww they’re playing chess together, normal husband activities

- “you smell like a girl” “I feel hungry… all over” back the fuck up Charlie

- stop trying to get Bones to explain stuff to him, Kirk

- this episode is just so icky, one issue is that they can’t just have an adult conversation and they can’t explain anything properly to him, they’re just telling him no and that he’s wrong. It’s a good example of how concealing information doesn’t allow people to find their own morals but instead creates a bunch of rules which can be easily broken if the person doesn’t believe in them because they don’t understand the logic behind them. (Not saying that the boundaries they’re setting for him are wrong, he just can’t understand them because they’re not explaining shit)

- SHUT UP SAM HE’S TRYING- oops Sam’s gone

- damn that German expressionist lighting tho, like something out of metropolis

- I FUCKIN DARE YOU KIRK, PICK HIM UP SEE WHAT HAPPENS

- okay Kirk saying it’s his choice is good cause at least he’s teaching him that these things he does are his own actions

- “short tempered, because he doesn’t understand” cause you won’t explain shit without mind games and metaphors

- Spock and Bones DO NOT want to get involved

- when Charlie’s explaining what he did to the Antares Bones looks absolutely terrified (Bones sitting like that on the table is… I have many thoughts)

- OH NO UHURA!

- Don’t you dare call Spock Mr. Ears

- “Teenager with supernatural abilities realizes his full potential and decides to use it for evil NOT CLICKBAIT”

- Why would you do that, why would you turn her into an iguana

- GET HIM!!! Wait no! Janice!

- “I love you” “you don’t know what that means” good for her, fuck you Charlie

- He gave Kirk period pain

- “cause you need me to run the ship, and I need him” Spirk? It’s more likely than you think

- this slide from Bones

- “I don’t think you can handle anymore, you’ve reached your limit” Spock and Bones start fucking shit up immediately for Kirk

- Kirk was so ready to punch a bitch

- nice fucking try Charlie- oh Kirk is defending him- nvm he still gets yoinked

- imagine if Charlie becomes Q lol (is that a thing? Are they related?)

- well that’s done now… where’s Scotty, Sulu, and Checkov? (Sulu appeared shirtless in the credits as I wrote that)

Thanks for sticking around again :)

Here’s a link to the first ramble

And all the other rambles

Below the cut is some thoughts I had on the second episode

Some thoughts on episode 2 (The Man Trap):

- it was kinda funny seeing Jim be like “she’s old as fuck, just like Bones”

- I didn’t realize that was where “he’s dead, Jim” came from and my dad quotes it all the time

- it was interesting that even the creature referred to themselves as an animal

- McCoy in the ending where he really didn’t want to kill somebody he loved even if they were just the image

- would not want to be the person to explain what happened to her to Bones

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em1e · 1 year

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TOKYO REV.

★ author's fave. ✦ fan faves.

バジ・baji keisuke

playground ─ baji would be damned if he’d never come to your beck and call, especially when his name leaves your lips so sweetly. angst. canon character death. ★

the night we met ─ baji hasn’t changed. won’t. not for you, not for anyone else. angst. breakups.

avant grande ─ baji is just a great friend, helping chifuyu out. he doesn't even like flowers. flowershop!au

ruined kingdoms ─ you are to be married to king kisaki before your father passes but he is not the person you wish to be with. series. knight!baji/half-brother!kazu. royalty!au. ★

mini hc ─ going to the hair salon with baji. fluff.

mini hc ─ working fast food w baji.

spider-baji ─ spider-man has slowly become public enemy no. 1 (to you). spider-man!au. fluff. mentions of injuries and violence.

always ─ does baji believe in soulmates? you do. soulmate!au. angst and fluff. character death and injuries.

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鶴蝶・kakucho

i know the end ─ or now, he’ll remember all he has with you. canon character death. angst.

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羽宮一虎・kazutora hanemiya

rotten work ─ kazutora thinks his burdens are too much for anyone, especially you. angst.

notes ─ kazutora finds himself frozen in place, feet rooted to the ground at the site of blood. manila!kazu. angst. mentions of violence.

motion sickness ─ he’s taller, now, hair bleached, but it’s still those same wide eyes that meet your own. angst. canon character death.

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九井一・hajime kokonoi

on again off again ─ you want to burrow yourself under his skin and make home in his bones but he won’t fucking let you. angst. unhealthy relationships.

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佐野万次郎・manjiro 'mikey' sano

props & mayhem ─ you’re already being lulled to sleep by the beat of his heart and the warmth he provides. bonten!mikey.

kill all your friends ─ you've always been home for mikey, but how long can that last when he's spiraling? manila!mikey. canon character death. mentions of blood and injuries. angst. ★

given the choice ─ you've always liked mikey growing up. how do you tell him years down the line that you've had his kid? bonten!mikey. older bro!draken. character death. pregnancy. angst. ✦

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灰谷蘭・ran haitani

bruised knuckles & busted lips ─ ran likes knowing he has you to take care of him when he needs. mentions of blood. angst (?)

rainy nights ─ ran lives for the chase you bring about. angst-ish

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佐野真一郎・shinichiro sano

training wheels ─ mikey wants his own motorbike, shinichiro thinks he needs to learn to ride a regular bike first. fluff.

life with the sano's ─ mini series ft. you dating shinichiro and whatever chaos that comes from that. warnings on post. ★ ✦

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河田ソウヤ・souya kawata

puppy love ─ souya is is like a dad - says he doesn't want a pet but babies it once it's home. fluff.

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三ツ谷隆・ takashi mitsuya

for the best ─ the feeling of your hands is scorching, burning the deepest parts of him and settling as a fresh gaping wound in his chest. manila!mitsuya. angst. canon character death. ★

the death of a friend ─ it's easier dive into work than deal with the emotions that come with something so horrible. three deities!mitsuya. canon character death. angst.

mini hc ─ mitsuya vs the coffee brewing in the morning. fluff-ish.

mini hc ─ mitsuya designing dresses for his little girl. fluff.

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今牛若狭・ wakasa imaushi

babysitter's club ─ shinichiro asks if you can babysit your younger cousin's for the night, and you get to have a late night convo with his pretty friend after. cousin!sano's. drinking. ★ ✦

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マルチ・ multi

tokyo revengers & dating ─ misc dating scenarios w baji, chifuyu, shinichiro. ✦

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brookheimer · 1 year

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do u think kenrome can come back from this 😭

honestly i think any sibling relationship with roman can come back from just about anything as long as the other sibling wants that relationship still. so long as rome’s the primary ‘wounded party’ or w/e, the relationship will probably return to ‘normal’ (not ‘heal’ but return to stagnancy). roman is a kicked dog who never leaves no matter how much he’s kicked, and really, that hasn’t changed. remember when ken betrayed the entire family and tried to kill logan in the s2 finale and then next season rome immediately comes to ken’s apartment with a gift of airport pastries he knows ken likes? i don’t think any of his family could ever hurt roman beyond reproach — i don’t think such a line exists for him. if it did, god knows it would’ve been crossed by at least a few of them by now. sure, he’s realized everything’s bullshit, but his nihilism does not negate his lifelong yearning for genuine connection, a yearning that’s intensified ten-fold when it comes to his family. he might know it’s bullshit now, he might think genuine connection is bullshit and waystar’s dead so they are too, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t still want it. honestly, a ‘healthy’ ‘free’ outcome for rome would probably be one in which he untethers himself from his family and only returns to them by choice rather than this sense of devotion and secretly embarrassingly love-fueled obligation, but that’s not how things end. he’s as haunted by logan, by waystar, as any of them. yeah, everything’s bullshit including waystar including them, but so long as he continues to view his family and the business as inextricable, he won’t be ‘free,’ not really. (i talk about that in this post a lot, so i’ll just link that so as not to broken record myself into infinity here lol.) i mean, he’s drinking gerri’s martini in the last shot. how bullshit are things really if he’s still consuming the remnants of his stand-in father/mother in his last scene? roman hasn’t changed, none of them have; that’s jesse’s entire thesis for the show. and so long as roman hasn’t changed, there is pretty much nothing that his siblings could do to lose him. the issue is that none of the siblings know how to interact with one another outside of the business, and honestly, i’m not sure if they’d even try to if not for roman who will inevitably awkwardly come around to ken’s place with pastries in a few days making sure he hasn’t killed himself yet. things won’t be good, and neither of them will know who to be or how to act or what it means to exist outside of waystar especially in terms of each other. but i do think this isn’t an end for them, largely, again, because there’s no end when it comes to roman. kick him as much as you want and watch him crawl back with a gift in his mouth. it might take him longer this time or it might be shrouded in even more irony and flippancy because he’s now newly convinced of the meaningless of their bonds, but that doesn’t change the fact that his love for them is real (as much as he might wish otherwise), and that he doesn’t want kendall dead. so i think there’s still something there, but not a good thing or a healed thing — it’s just roman continuing to lack a sense of worth or a sense of self. maybe things will get better, maybe they won’t, but i find it hard to imagine kendall and shiv ever really alienating roman for good unless they decide they no longer want him in their lives. so in that sense, i do think ken and rome will still have a relationship, but what form it takes (and if it can ever heal from the wounds not only of this fight but of the abuses that have always defined their relationship and will likely continue to) will be unclear even to them — what are they without waystar, after all?

#kenshiv on the other hand…….#also that would def make things harder for rome too — focusing solely on kenrome in a vacuum #here pretty much but add shiv into the equation and it gets hairy #rome will want a relationship w both ken and shiv neither of whom will want a relationship with each other #i just want them all to be fwendssssss :(#succession #succession spoilers #casey shut the fuck up about roman roy #asks #anon #long post #as always #100 #this time on posts i didn’t expect to get notes #i’m always shocked whenever responses to asks get more than like 30 notes max. idk why

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knivestothroats · 1 year

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okay, noncon au for itws part 1. it’s nasty and nsfw. dead dove do not eat and all that. also i don’t want to reignite the “what is fletcher’s agab” debate again. i gave them junk in this for convenience but in canon they’re like a ken doll don’t @ me, look at my pinned post and behave.

Fletcher’s hand shot out, grabbing Buck by the throat and slamming him against the wall, hard enough for his head to ricochet. Buck gasped in shock, or tried to, as air was suddenly hard to come by.

“I was hoping it wouldn’t have to come to this,” Fletcher said, wrapping their other hand around Buck’s throat. Their grip began to tighten. “But you just can’t get it through your head, can you?”

Fletcher leaned into their grip. Buck’s hands scrabbling at Fletcher’s wrists were losing their strength. His head began to swim. Just as his vision started to become unfocused, Fletcher released their hold on him.

Buck collapsed to the floor, coughing and gasping for air, fingers running over his abused throat. He didn’t have long to recover before he felt a fist in his hair pulling him along. Buck scrambled to his feet, but Fletcher’s grip kept him bent at an awkward angle as they dragged him to his room.

Fletcher closed the door behind them before wrenching Buck upright and twisting his arm behind his back. They shoved him onto his bed, where Buck caught himself on his free arm and guided his fall to stay partially upright. But Fletcher shoved again, pushing Buck face down onto the bed. He felt Fletcher climb onto the bed and straddle his hips from behind, then heard the gentle clink of a belt being unbuckled.

Fletcher took Buck’s other wrist and held it with his first. They tried to wrap the belt around them, but Buck began to panic and pull away.

“No - what are you doing?” he cried out, yanking his arms from Fletcher’s grip, trying to look at them over his shoulder.

Fletcher, impatient but remaining calm, pulled their gun from its holster and held it against the back of Buck’s head.

Buck stilled immediately. He licked his lips and tried to look at Fletcher out of the corner of his eye.

“If you wanted me dead you would have killed me by now.”

“It doesn’t have to kill you,” Fletcher said. They trailed the barrel of the gun down the back of his neck, pausing on his shoulder, then his upper arm. “Remember how much it hurt to get shot in the leg? You could have a matching bullet hole in every limb.”

They leaned in over Buck. “And you won’t bleed out as long as I go nice and slow… stitch you up in between…” they pressed themselves against Buck as they spoke. “But you don’t want to try that, do you?”

Buck swallowed and shook his head, tears stinging at the backs of his eyes.

“Then keep still.”

Buck nodded.

Fletcher returned their pistol to its holster and took hold of Buck’s wrists. He didn’t struggle as they fastened their belt, making it tight enough that he wouldn’t be able to wiggle out. The edges of the leather were already digging into his skin.

“What’re - what are you going to do?” Buck asked over his shoulder.

“You’ll see,” Fletcher said lightly.

They shuffled back and wrapped their fingers around the top of Buck’s jeans, slowly beginning to pull down.

“Wait, wait, wait!” Buck said, beginning to struggle again. “Don’t do this, don’t - Fletcher, please, I’ll-”

Fletcher put a hand flat on his back to hold him down.

“I’ll be good,” Buck said. “I’ll do whatever you want, I won’t talk back, I’ll - I’ll do whatever you want. Please. Please don’t do this. I’ll be good.”

Fletcher paused. They crawled forward and leaned in close over Buck, close enough for him to feel their breath on his ear, and ran their fingers through his hair, brushing it out of his face.

“You’ll be good for me?” they asked. “You’ll do anything I want?”

“Y-Yes,” Buck croaked out.

Fletcher’s other hand ran up Buck’s hip, under his shirt, fingers trailing over bare skin.

“What if I want you to just lie still and take it?” they whispered in his ear.

Buck’s mouth twisted and he turned away to bury his face in the pillow. He turned back a moment later, eyes spilling with tears, to say something. But his mouth merely hung open before closing again without a word.

Fletcher watched his face hungrily. They suddenly pulled away and flipped Buck onto his back, landing him awkwardly on the arms tied behind him. Fletcher loomed over him, holding themselves up with hands on either side of his head. Buck turned his tear soaked face away, unable to stand looking up at them.

“You know that I can do whatever I want,” Fletcher said. “You know that I can take whatever I want, and I can make you do whatever I want. You know that. Right?”

Buck blinked away tears and nodded.

“Look at me,” Fletcher said.

Buck turned their head to look at Fletcher.

“Tell me you know that.”

“I know,” Buck said, voice thick with tears.

Fletcher smiled and patted Buck on the cheek. They leaned in and planted a kiss on his neck, followed by a bite. Buck flinched at the sudden sharpness. Fletcher let their hand roam up under Buck’s shirt as they pulled back.

“I knew you’d get the picture, Buck,” Fletcher said with a smile. “You’re a fast learner. The only problem is that the lessons seem to leave your head as fast as they go in.”

Fletcher drew their hand back down toward Buck’s waist.

“I-I got it, I understand,” Buck said.

“We’ll take it easy this time,” Fletcher said. They popped open the button on Buck’s pants.

“No, no, no…” Buck whined. He tried to shuffle away, but there was nowhere to go.

“Just a little reminder,” Fletcher continued. They unzipped Buck’s jeans and slid them down his legs, along with his underwear. Buck let out a whine as he was exposed to the air.

“You don’t - you don’t have to do this,” Buck cried. “I understand, I understand, I…”

“I just want to make sure it sinks in,” Fletcher said, unaffected by Buck’s pleas.

“Can we - can we make a deal?” Buck whined out.

Fletcher tilted their head at him. “A deal?”

“Yeah,” Buck breathed. “You don’t do this and I - I…”

“Buck.” Fletcher snaked a hand up around Buck’s throat. They didn’t squeeze, but they held him down against the pillow. “You see? You don’t get it. There is nothing you can offer me. You do what I say. End of.”

“I’ll…”

“If you’re going to tell me you’ll fight me,” Fletcher said, letting their other hand find its way to Buck’s cock. “You won’t. You can’t.”

Buck let out a whimper as Fletcher released his throat. Their other hand began to move at a slow, steady pace.

“Please, please…” Buck sobbed.

“I’ll tell you when I want you to beg,” Fletcher said. “You’re going to do what I say, Buck. All the time. And then includes when I tell you to cum, you’re going to cum for me.”

Before Buck could argue or plead any further, Fletcher jammed two of their fingers into his mouth, pushing them towards the back of his throat. Buck gagged, and then he bit down.

Fletcher’s other hand released him to fly up and punch him in the face.

Buck cried out and relinquished his bite. Fletcher gripped his jaw and pointed his face toward their own to make sure he looked them in the eyes.

“No biting. Be a good boy.”

They slid their fingers back into his mouth, moving them over his tongue and around the insides of his cheeks. Buck tensed and squirmed, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried not to gag, keeping his mouth open.

Fletcher’s hand had returned to his dick, too sensitive from their impatient attention to it. They pulled their fingers from Buck’s mouth and slid them down his ass.

Buck’s panic kicked up again.

“No, no, no, don’t, don’t, wait…” he started babbling as he squirmed back. He began to pull his knees in and try to kick at Fletcher.

“Hey!” Fletcher snapped, catching his leg and pinning it down under their own. Their hand returned to its familiar place around Buck’s throat. They leveled Buck with a serious stare and told him, “I can make this hurt. I can make it more painful than it needs to be.”

Buck swallowed, frozen.

“You don’t want that, do you?” Fletcher prompted.

When Buck blinked, tears escaped down his cheeks. “I don’t want this at all,” he whimpered.

Fletcher merely shushed him and pressed their first finger against his entrance, slowly but steadily forcing it in.

“No, no, no, no,” Buck despaired, almost to himself. He squeezed his eyes shut and pushed his head back against the bed. “Please…”

Fletcher spit in the palm that was stroking Buck’s cock as they started to weasel a second finger into his ass.

Buck was shamelessly whimpering now, far past caring about maintaining dignity. He hesitantly opened his eyes when he felt Fletcher’s fingers leave him, only to see that Fletcher had taken their own cock out and were stroking it to full hardness. [Fletcher has a dick in this reality bc I didn’t want to deal with hardware]

“Wait! Wait, Fletcher, listen,” Buck said frantically. “I’ve never… I’ve never really been with a guy. Not - not… all the way…”

Fletcher had paused, hands holding up his thighs, cock lined up and ready to penetrate. They gave him a look, maybe hesitance, maybe sympathy.

Then they said, “Well, I’m not a guy, so you’re still in the clear,” and they pushed themself inside.

“STO-OP!” Buck screamed, loud enough that surely the trainees could hear in the rest of the house. Some part of him still managed to be embarrassed. He wondered, in a small part of his mind, if they knew what was happening. If they knew that Fletcher was violating him in this way. Or if they assumed it was the standard sort of physical violence he almost longed for now.

The thought of others hearing him only made him feel worse about the sound he made as Fletcher slowly but surely pushed their full length inside of him. His face burned. He felt like he was on the verge of being ripped apart.

Fletcher pulled their hips back and rolled them forward. They began to ease into a rhythm.

“No, no, Fletcher, please…” Buck was openly sobbing now. “Please, please don’t…”

Buck nearly screamed again when Fletcher’s hand returned to his cock.

He couldn’t relax. Every thrust burned, every stroke felt like electricity. The sensations were overwhelming and inescapable.

“I can’t… please stop, please, I’ve - I’ve - I’ve learned my lesson.” Buck struggled to get the words out. “I can’t… please, I can’t, I can’t-”

Fletcher took their free hand off Buck’s thigh and pushed their fingers back into his mouth. Buck once again had to struggle to keep his mouth open and try not to gag.

“Shh, shh,” Fletcher hushed him gently. They spoke in a soft voice. “You can take it. You don’t have a fucking choice. You’re going to take it, because you’re going to take anything I fucking give you.” Their thrusts started hitting harder, their voice turning harsh. “And one of these days you’re going to get that into your fucking head.”

Buck’s whole body was being jolted with each of Fletcher’s movements now. Every spearing thrust pushed him with it, letting him fall back as they pulled out just enough to slam in again, jerking Buck along with them again.

It was relentless. The sensations were overpowering, all consuming. It was agony, it was its own type of torture, but despite how Buck felt in his head, his body had its own agenda. His dick was hard in Fletcher’s steady hand. His body was yielding to theirs. He couldn’t will those reactions away. He wasn’t sure if it would be better or worse if he could.

Buck’s legs began to tremble. Fletcher had returned their hand there, and they ran their fingertips over his skin.

“Getting close?” they asked with a sharp smirk.

Buck didn’t answer. He closed his eyes and twisted up his mouth.

“Hey, Buck,” Fletcher spoke softly again, leaning in over him. “Look at me.”

Buck reluctantly opened his eyes.

“Do you want to cum?”

Buck didn’t answer. A whimper surfaced from his throat, but his mouth remained a frown, twisted tight.

“You don’t want to cum?” Fletcher tilted their head in faux ignorance.

Buck whined and squeezed his eyes shut again. God, was Fletcher going to edge him after all this? At least it would be over. If he had to finish himself off in private after they left him used and abused, he could deal with his own shame and self hatred in his own time. At least they wouldn’t still be inside of him.

Of course, Buck wanted relief. He wanted release. But he didn’t want to cum at Fletcher’s hand, from their violation, their violence.

“Aw, you don’t want me to make you cum?” Fletcher said with mock sympathy. They placed a hand beside his head on the mattress to lean in over him further. “But, if you’ll remember Buck… the whole point here… is that I can make you do whatever I want.”

Fletcher sat back again. They hoisted Buck’s leg up and pushed themself even farther, somehow, at a more rapid pace, other hand constant and unflagging as it stroked his cock.

Buck’s whole body was shaking as the sensations came to a climax. He turned his head and grit his teeth, until his mouth fell open involuntarily and a shameful noise escaped him. Ropes of cum fell onto his own stomach.

Fletcher fell back into a steady rhythm as Buck trembled through the aftershocks. Mercifully, they took their hand off his sensitive cock. Less mercifully, they reached up and turned his head toward them, so he could make eye contact through his tears.

“That was good, huh?” Fletcher smiled.

Buck couldn’t even muster up a “fuck you.” And even if he had it in him, he knew it would not have been wise. Defiance was what put him here in this bed, with Fletcher on top of him. Still inside of him. Still moving.

Buck twitched and screwed his eyes shut as Fletcher continued to thrust into his abused hole.

“It was good for me,” Fletcher said in a breathy tone. “I love how you sound when you’re in agony.”

They released their grip on his jaw, only to return it to his overstimulated cock.

Buck let out a cry and a full-body flinch. At that, Fletcher closed their own eyes and pressed themself flush against Buck’s hips. With a sinking horror, Buck realized they were cumming inside of him.

Fletcher let out a contented sigh and pulled out. Buck whimpered at the feeling and pressed his legs together as soon as he was able to do so. Maybe he was imagining it - maybe his mind was inventing things - but he was sure he could feel Fletcher’s cum dripping down the back of his thighs. All he wanted to do was cover his face and curl up in a ball, but his arms were dead weight beneath him, still bound in the belt.

Fletcher wiped themself off on the sheets and redressed.

“Well,” they said, stretching their arms casually above their head before letting them swing down at their sides. “I’m gonna hit the shower. See you later, Buckaroo.”

Please… my arms… is what Buck tried to say, but he couldn’t make his body respond to his brain, and the words never came out.

He watched, distantly, as Fletcher walked out of the room, closing the door behind them.

Buck stared at that closed door for a moment, before curling up on his side, knees tucked up to his chest. He couldn’t even pull the blankets over himself. If he wanted the freedom of his arms, if he wanted to get cleaned up, if he so much as wanted to turn the lights off in his room…

He’d have to wait for Fletcher.

#proof reading this was like 'hm. gross.'#this is embarrassing but if you read it you're in it with me #what were you doing at the devil's sacrament and all that #itws

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diminutiveloser-romanroy · 2 years

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sooo this is probably not a popular opinion but i’m just gonna say it. roman was right when he said this:

i mean, is it really a stretch to think that shiv and ken were just jealous of where roman was getting with logan? because they both had their shot. they were both playing “daddy’s favorite” for a while, thinking they would take over and it was taken from them. the thing is that they never thought that logan would seriously consider roman. they never saw him as a threat or as competition. think of all the times they’ve literally said so:

and shiv:

and:

when roman said “there’s a fucking line now? no line for you! no line for him! but there’s a line for me?” he was, once again, right.

when have there ever been lines in this family? yes, spying on sophie is disgusting but did shiv really say that because she cares? maybe… but there’s a chance she said it because she can’t bear to see where roman is getting with logan. she can’t bear that she’s not in on what’s going on at waystar, while roman seems to know about everything. he seems to be working pretty closely with logan.

i mean spying on sophie is disgusting but so is being in logan’s ear, trying to convince him to send kendall to jail. so is writing that letter about kendall. so is convincing logan that roman’s thing with gerri is an ongoing issue so you could push him out and so is giving fake support (not for the first time) to a victim of SA to benefit yourself.

like what fucking line? seriously? in a family where planning to destroy and sue a family member is just an average tuesday night…

and kendall saying this right after roman says that there have never been lines for anyone else but now there’s a line for him:

“nrpi” or people who don’t matter, people who are lesser than the roys, people who have been done wrong but who cares? they’re not real anyway…

there have literally never been boundaries with what they could do to roman. because roman was the weaker dog. that’s the position logan took and so… kendall and shiv did too.

there were no lines ever since roman was being put in a cage at four years old just so he would then be the one who gets punished for it. for being weaker.

there were no lines with roman since everyone knew he didn’t know how to set boundaries. kendall is planning to sue him because of the vote of no confidence thing? well, roman is driving to pick him up because kendall is using again and is not doing great. kendall turned against the family and is acting against them? well, roman still won’t sign shiv’s letter about him because “it makes him feel unwell”. kendall offers shiv and roman to join him and go against their dad and roman refuses because “he’s worried it might actually kill him [logan]”. the siblings are going to turn against logan in All The Bells Say and the script says that roman is “a little sad for logan though he is careful not to let it show”.

he feels sad for his abusive father because he has never set boundaries for how people can treat him!!

and that’s where he learned it! he’s “weak” and he gets punished for it and he is emotionally and physically abused but he still asks his dad if he’s ok. he still asks if he needs someone to talk to. his mother is absent and cold but he is still showing concern about her marrying peter. after everything, he still asks his siblings if there’s a way they could “talk to each other normally” about things. he still stands up against sending kendall to jail and he asks him if he’s ok. roman literally wants to help and take care of everyone but noone wants to do the same for him.

and that’s where he’s coming from when he’s “being horrible” in Too Much Birthday. i think roman is actually a really smart person and he knows that he’s spent his life being abused and he is aware of everyone labelling him “the weak one” but he could never help himself. he could never stop showing love and concern and offering help to those who have wronged him. that doesn’t mean that he was unaware of his position all along.

and at that point in s3 he is riding the wave of finally being taken more seriously. of his qualities being noticed. because roman is the only one of the roy siblings who is actually capable of developing alliances with people in business and politics. sooo it’s like gerri said, “if anyone here is bootleg logan…roman”. and that is true because roman also has something logan doesn’t and that’s unconditional love for his family.

#i said what i said #roman roy #kendall roy #shiv roy #logan roy #gerri kellman #succession #succession hbo

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lucan-multiverse · 2 months

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cosmic sidestep - their multiverse part 17

[Part 1], [Part 2], [Part 3], [Part 4], [Part 5], [Part 6a], [Part 6b], [Part 7], [Part 8], [Part 9], [Part 10], [Part 11], [Part 12], [Part 13], [Part 14], [Part 15], [Part 16]

It’s easy enough to corner the intruders in the cargo bay.

Mason had to give them credit – the moment they realized their small craft was on the move, they had abandoned their infiltration attempt and headed back towards their ship - even if it was now ensconced firmly in the Berlin's belly.

And Mason had been waiting for them.

He flicks his wrist, spooling his biotics and savouring as always the faint little thrill that rolls through his augmented body as he unleashes the blue energy barely a foot away from the curly haired boy. The orb forms and sucks the kid off his feet and he yelps, messy curls flying and limbs flailing as he becomes airborne.

He laughs in surprised delight. “I’m flying!”

The response is so reminiscent of the Luca that Mason knows that for a moment, it feels like he’s glitching. The grizzled older man in the tattered coat and unkempt greying hair at the boy’s side, lifts the muzzle of his weapon high and his face morphs into a dangerous scowl. His voice when he speaks sounds like gravel and his focus is solely on Mason.

Mason can feel the hatred and fury roiling from him in waves.

“Let my boy go, or so help me I’ll destroy ye right now.”

Mason keeps his eye on the boy, watching to make sure the boy doesn’t venture too close to the orb. Ordinarily, Mason wouldn’t care if a target burned, but he only had orders to incapacitate, not kill.

Besides. This was Luca. Or some version of him.

“Put the weapon down,” he orders an increasingly irate Rion. The man looks ready to kill and Mason’s senses flare into overdrive when Rion’s fingers tighten on the trigger and he shouts, “Put it down!”

Rion snarls again. “I dinnae ken who yer think yer are but I willnae say it again. Let my boy go-”

Twisting in midair, the boy looks anxious. His eyes flit between them. “Wait. Ri. It doesn’t hurt-“

“I dinnae care-“

“He’s right,” Mason interjects sharply. He can feel the edges of his control starting to fray and it frustrates him. Years ago in his Cerberus prime, this would have been as effortless as reaching for a glass of water, but even with Kate’s best efforts, he wasn’t functioning like he once could. “It won’t hurt him… as long as I’m controlling it. Shoot me, and he’s on his own."

Mason throws Rion a challenging look but instead of backing off, Rion only steps closer, lifting the barrel of his weapon into a better position. His colourful inked fingers curl tighter around the weapon in his hands. “Yer dense, Eejit? I said, let him the fook go-“

Rion doesn’t give Mason a chance to respond, firing a shot directly at Mason’s head. Mason quickly catches it in a biotic field, a sharp pain flaring at his temple at the effort and speed it requires. He snarls.

“Alright, now you’ve just pissed me off.”

“What in the fresh hell is this-“ Rion mutters just as the Captain emerges from the turbolift behind them.

“Our uninvited guests, I presume.”

“Yes, sir,” Mason responds, still holding the boy and bullet in midair. He glances sideways at the captain who nods once, just a tiny jerk of his head and Mason sucks the mass effect field back to him. The kid and the bullet drop to the ground. The chink of the bullet hitting the metal deck seems loud in the cavernous space and Mason makes a mental note to give Ryan a wider berth in future.

Without warning, Rion jerks forward, grasping the boy hauling him up to his feet with one hand, his other still gripping his weapon, his face a mask of wary ferocity. This version of Blake Ryan might be the most volatile and hard-headed of the lot and that was saying something, Mason thought.

Rion drags his eyes away from Mason to look down at the kid pressed up against him. “Luce. Ye alright, boy?”

“Yeah,” Luce presses himself closer into Rion's side. Now that Mason has a chance to look at him, he’s once again struck by the similarities. The boy wears fingerless gloves, a long black coat, and sports a familiar riot of dark curls. But his eyes... In each face there are subtle differences, yet their eyes are always the same. “My butt is kinda sore from the landing though.”

Rion drops his guard further, his attention only on the boy and he says something low Mason has overheard between Ryan and Luca many times before. He can’t help but glance at the captain beside him, knowing that the sight makes Isaac’s stomach churn at the best of times.

“Captain?” Mason queries, low and quiet.

The tightening of Isaac’s jaw seems to be the only answer he’s going to get for the moment.

“Now,” Rion says eventually, straightening up and waving his gun again at Mason and Isaac once he’s assured Luce is alright. “Someone better tell me what the fook is going on here.”

There's a heartbeat of silence before Luc pushes forward from behind Isaac. The look of surprise on Rion’s face is almost comical.

“It’s a long story, so get comfortable,” Luc tells him. “And maybe you can stop pointing the gun in our direction too, huh?”

Then Luca shuffles out on Luc’s other side and Rion’s jaw pops open in shock.

“What the fook.”

Clinging to Rion's side, Luce blinks and breathes. “Whoa. This is wild.”

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legendheroes · 1 year

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have the local heroes ever talk about their experience with dark digivolving their partners?

i feel like they need to have that talk

Ken: So, Daisuke asked me a favor which is helping you to talk about… Something important.

Ken: *Ahem* Your experiences with negative digimon evolution.

Ken: I say it by experience. Taichi-san from my world knows why.

Little Ken knew that Takato was aware of the reason as well.

Tagiru: Um… Why should we talk about those?

Taichi: I think it’s a good talk, I’ve talked about this before with Daisuke and the others, Ichijouji too.

Tagiru: What do you mean by ‘negative evolution’?

Takato: It’s when you dark-evolve your digimon, right? At least it’s what I know.

Tagiru: That didn’t help much, Takato-san! How do you do that? Why are we having this talk?

Haru: Oh, I think I know. It’s when you raise your digimon incorrectly and get an uncontrollable form for your digimon, right?

Takato: Yep! But how do you know that?

Haru: I… I had an Agumon once…?

Tagiru: There’s a ton of Agumons in this group…

Masaru: Do ya have a problem with it!?

Tagiru: [panicky] N-NO-NOT SIR!

Taiki: Hmm…

Taichi: Here's some wise advice: Never risk your life in order to force a digimon to evolve. Actually, never force a digimon to evolve. I did it. I put everyone and Agumon in danger.

Taichi: And please, don’t kidnap other people digimon and force them to evolve, either.

Ken: [laughs nervously]

Takato: Ah, I knew this was the case. Daisuke-san never had this issue, but Ichijouji-san did.

Ken: It’s not something I’m proud of, I admit it was a mistake.

Takuya: Uh, I don’t think I had this problem before… I mean had no control over Vritramon at first and almost hurt everyone… But I’m not sure if I had dark-evolved before. Maybe it was when I turned into a human-beast hybrid digimon for a while?

Taiki: Hm… I never experienced it either. But Shoutmon and the others had been brainwashed twice before.

Tagiru: Gumdramon was a naughty digimon before meeting me, but I don’t think he was that bad…?

Masaru: If we’re having this talk… I used Burst Mode incorrectly once, I put everyone in danger because of my rage, made my Agumon suffer and cry out of pain until he reverted into a digiegg.

Takato: Rage… I had my own wrath and…

Takuya: It’s OK kiddo, we won’t judge you. spill those beans!

Takato: We witnessed a friend’s digimon be killed in front of our eyes, and I wanted to beat Beelzebumon so badly that I dark-evolved Guilmon into a terrible monster. I hope I never make Guilmon evolve into that digimon again…

R!Taichi: I never raised my Agumon incorrectly, I think. But the closest to those experiences was when we were dealing with Devimon and there was dark miasma around the place. But… I don’t remember much of what happened. I was… Eaten.

Tagiru: What!? like, the evil guy chomped you alive?!

R!Taichi: Yes. I don’t know how I survived though…

Taichi: If turning into a keychain is the closest thing to dying… Wait, I got literally erased from the world once.

Takuya: Huh, Hiro’s too quiet. Hey dude, tell us something!

Tagiru: Yeah, did you do something wrong before??

Hiro: Uh… I can’t say I’m raising Gammamon wrongly. But…

Tagiru/Takuya: But!?

Hiro: There’s another side of Gammamon we don’t know well. But he knows me somehow.

Masaru: What do ya mean?

Hiro: I don't think it’s a dark-evolution, based on what it was said about it… GulusGammamon is not an uncontrollable beast. So I thought maybe I have nothing to add here.

Taichi: Then Daisuke, Haru and Hiro never experienced it?

Ken: Seems like to be it.

Takuya: No offence Takato, but how do you know Daisuke never experienced it?

Takato: Uh… He told me. Actually he told me he’s not good at being evil.

Everyone but Taichi & Ken: What do you mean?

Taichi: Ah… Should we tell them?

Ken: It’s not like Daisuke would mind, if he told someone already…

Tagiru: Spit it out!!?

Taichi: You see, there was a time Daisuke tried to really impress girls and tried dark-evolving himself into a copy of the Digimon Kaiser, but…

Ken: He tried and failed at it. That’s all.

Taichi: The only bad thing in him is his head.

Meanwhile…

Daisuke: A-ATCHOO!

V-mon: What’s wrong? Did you catch a cold?

Daisuke: Maybe… Hey, better not buy more than one chocolate bar this time, V-mon!!

#legend xros wars au

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Dragon Ball GT 61

✨GT Stands For Gobbling Things✨

Last time, Goku and Vegeta nearly defeated Omega Shenron, but their Fusion expired prematurely, and Omega was able to restore himself. The only net gain for the good guys was when Goku managed to intercept the Four-Star Dragon Ball before Omega could re-integrate it into his body. In order to ensure Omega doesn’t get his hands on it, he swallows it. It nearly chokes him to death, but his Super Saiyan 4 throat manages to power it down.

The problem now is that Omega is still too powerful for them to beat, even with only six Dragon Balls. This was why Vegeta called for Fusion in the first place, but it failed. So where to we go from here? What would you do in this situation?

(A) Have Goku and Vegeta soldier on without Fusion, eventually discovering some even better way to win?

(B) Introduce a new power-up to even the odds, like “Kaio-ken Super Saiyan 4″, or maybe they get a buff from the Tuffle Planet shining extra Blutz waves down on them, now that it’s visible in the sky?

(C) Spend a whole episode having them desperately trying to re-fuse into Gogeta, even though it didn’t work the first time and you’re supposed to wait an hour before trying to fuse again?

If you said (C), send your resume to:

Toei Animation Co. Ltd.

4-10-1 Nakano Nakano-Ku, 164-0001

Japan

✨"Good" "Ideas", Poorly Executed✨

So yeah, they spend this entire episode trying to re-fuse, because Gogeta’s Big Bang Kamehameha was the only attack that was even remotely effective against Omega Shenron.

Except... it wasn’t effective at all. It blew up Omega, knocking the Dragon Balls out of him, but it didn’t kill him. Everyone just assumes a second shot would have finished him, but I’m not convinced. Goku achieved the same result with that Super Dragon Fist he scored back in Episode 59. That... probably isn’t how it’s supposed to work. Gogeta’s attacks should be much, much more potent than Goku’s, but I’m just reporting the facts.

More to the point, why does everyone think that Gogeta 4 can even pull off two Big Bang Kamehamehas in a row? He came apart while he was preparing the second shot, so maybe he can only do one before he de-fuses. And one isn’t enough.

Also, everyone just takes it for granted that Gogeta won’t horse around like he did the first time around. Why? Vegeta blames Goku for what happened, but it’s not really clear that they can control Gogeta’s attitude. For all they know, a second try with Gogeta will turn out just like the first.

Let’s really pick this business apart, because I hated the way they just jumped straight from SSJ4 Vegeta to the fusion, and now we’re seeing the bitter fruits of that plan. Now that Gogeta has failed, and they’ve decided their only chance is to try him again, there’s really only two possible ways to go with this.

1) They successfully re-fuse, which makes Episodes 60 and 61 a waste of time. What was the point of the first round with Gogeta if they were just going to do it all over again?

2) They fail to re-fuse, which means they’ve blown a whole episode trying to repeat a trick that didn’t work the first time they tried it. And they’ve all but admitted that Goku and Vegeta are completely ineffective against Omega Shenron.

See, this is why you build up to things like Fusion. They could have done a whole episode of Vegeta showing his stuff against Omega, putting up a valiant fight while Dende heals Goku or something. Then they could double-team Omega, and then they could resort to Fusion.

But instead, Toei does this all ass-backwards. First the fusion, then the double-team, then Vegeta has to fight alone. It’s crap.

So yeah, the boys spend the entire episode trying to re-fuse. There’s literally nothing else they can do, so their strategy is as transparent as can be. On the other hand, Omega Sheron doesn’t want them to fuse again, so his strategy is equally transparent: He won’t let them fuse. We know this because he says so over and over again.

This whole episode is nothing but Goku and/or Vegeta shouting “We have to do fusion!” and Omega Shenron going “I told you, I won’t let you do that again!” It’s the pits. It sucks. It blows. It’s not a fun time.

The worst part of this is that there’s some mildly decent double-team fighting going on here, but it’s all for naught, because we’ve already established that Vegeta and Goku’s attacks are useless. All they can do is try to distract Omega and get out of his line of sight long enough to fuse, and they can’t do that either, because he knows what they’re up to.

Now you might be wondering, “Why don’t they just do what they did in Episode 60, the first time they fused?” Well, Trunks brings this up. Last time Gohan, Goten, and Trunks all jumped into keep Omega Shenron busy long enough for Goku and Vegeta to fuse. Well, according to Gohan in this episode, it wouldn’t work a second time. For one thing, they’ve lost the element of surprise. Also, it never really made sense the first time.

Gohan says that Omega can now read Goku and Vegeta’s movements, which is why they’re having so much trouble now. So if Gohan, Goten, and Trunks jumped in now, they’d be much worse off than they were before. Okay, but Omega has already clobbered these small fries a few times already. Sometimes they’ll jump in to attack Omega, and sometimes Omega will just lash out at them unprovoked. And they always manage to keep him busy, but he never seems to do any lasting damage to them.

And that’s GT Logic for you. Sometimes Gohan and the others jumping in is a good idea, and sometimes it’s a bad idea, and there’s not rhyme or reason to any of it. It’s purely a matter of whether the writers want them to jump in during this particular episode.

✨Positivity Page✨

So how do we break this standoff? Well, Goku gets the bright idea to use the Afterimage Technique to create their own diversion. This way, they can fuse right in front of Omega and he won’t be able to tell the real Goku and Vegeta from the illusions they created.

And I’ll give this episode some credit, it’s a cool trick. It kind of flies in the face of what Gohan said about Omega being able to read their movements. Seems like if Omega’s figured out Goku and Vegeta that well by now, he ought to see through their Afterimage bit. But I still haven’t been able to figure out if the Shadow Dragons can sense ki, or what they mean when they say they’ve “heard” things about Goku. Like, they know who Goku is, and they say they’ve heard about Super Saiyan 4, and his extreme gullibility, but they don’t know about Fusion, or the Afterimage Technique. Maybe they should have read that book Emperor Pilaf found that told him about the Black Star Dragon Balls. It probably has all kinds of information on Goku’s powers.

So we’re back in business, right? Gogeta returns? Nope, because even though Goku and Vegeta pull of the Fusion Dance, nothing happens. No one knows what went wrong, but Trunks begins to suspect it’s because Goku’s starting to weaken from this long battle. Remember, it’s not enough to do the poses right during the Fusion Dance. You also have to precisely match your power level with your partner’s. Maybe Goku can’t do that anymore.

And I guess Omega Shenron guesses the same thing, because he dares Goku and Vegeta to try it again, and when they do, Goku powers down to base mode. So now they’re double-fucked, because you have the mismatched ki problem, but you also have the size difference problem.

And this sort of brings the series back full circle, because this wouldn’t have been an issue if Goku hadn’t been turned into a child back in Episode 1. Even worn down like he is, he could have still fused with Vegeta. All Vegeta would have to do is power down to his base mode, match his energy level to Goku’s, and they could fuse. Then Gogeta could have turned Super Saiyan 4 afterward.

But Goku’s child body has ruined everything, which seems kind of fitting, since everyone basically stopped worrying about it after Episode 40, and that always bothered me, because the opening credits and the first several episodes really seemed to present this as a major problem that needed to be solved. But instead of addressing it, Toei just kept eliminating possible solutions, until everyone sort of dropped it. Hell, even Goku seemed unconcerned with his appearance. Well, it kind of matters now, doesn’t it?

✨Is This Episode Worse than "The Roaming Lake"?✨

Yes, this episode is worse than “The Roaming Lake”. It’s not just that it’s a crappier episode, although it certainly is that. No, what really irritates me about this one is how it follows the same shitty plot structure as “The Roaming Lake” and somehow makes it even dumber.

Real quick, let’s recap “The Roaming Lake.” Okay, so the characters all talk amongst themselves for like eight minutes, then Goku heads out, only to run into Nam, who’s investigating the cause of his village’s river drying up. They track it back to Giran’s village, where they’ve got this huge, indestructible dam blocking the flow of the water. Giran says he couldn’t open the dam if he wanted to, but he agrees to let Goku try. So Goku blows up the dam with a Kamehameha and restores the river.... until a freak sandstorm buries it. Fortunately, the Roaming Lake appears, providing fresh water for Nam’s village.

Okay, so let’s look at GT 61. Goku and Vegeta bicker over their failed fusion and insist on trying again. Just like Nam traveling upstream, they’re basically locked into a single course of action, which limits their available options. Finally, Omega Shenron agrees to let them try Fusion... and it doesn’t work. Fortunately, the Four Star Dragon Ball appears on Goku’s forehead, providing absolutely nothing.

For all of “The Roaming Lake’s” problems, it at least provides a proper payoff to the premise. Nam discusses the dry riverbed problem and the Roaming Lake legend at the start of the story. By the end of the story, the river mystery has been resolved, and the Roaming Lake legend comes true. It’s stupid, but it’s somewhat satisfying.

GT 61 presents Fusion as the solution to everyone’s problems, except that they already tried it and it didn’t work. By the end of the story, Fusion is completely ruled out as an option, and then this stupid Dragon Ball appears on Goku’s head, which is treated like a plot twist, except it doesn’t mean anything because there was no setup for it.

Watching Goku and Vegeta desperately try to fuse, I’m reminded of Episode 94 of DBZ, where Goku is desperately gathering energy for the Spirit Bomb, and Piccolo, Gohan, and Krillin are trying to keep Frieza occupied long enough for Goku to finish the attack, and there’s all this suspense and it just keeps building and building. The reason that episode is so effective is because no matter what happened with the Spirit Bomb, the audience could look forward to seeing it used against Frieza. Even though he survived the attack in the next episode, it still ruled because it was this gigantic offensive and even Frieza thought it would kill him.

GT 61 tries to recapture that same feeling, but it doesn’t work because we already saw a successful Fusion in the previous episode. We already know what will happen if they pull it off, because we just saw it and it didn’t work and they made us feel like idiots for wanting it in the first place. The best case scenario for this premise is that we get Gogeta back, and that means a do-over of Episode 60. The worst-case scenario is that they spend a whole episode trying to get Gogeta back, and they end up with nothing to show for it. And Toei looked a both options and went with the worst-case scenario. Dragon Ball GT, everyone. Let’s hear it for them.

✨The Blade Braxton Memorial Haiku*✨

Old Kai ignoring

this whole dumb episode. Gosh,

I wish that were me.

#dragon ball #dragon ball gt #really sucks #2023dbapocryphaliveblog #*haiku does not come with crown as illustrated #goku #vegeta #trunks #gohan #omega shenron #elder supreme kai

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moonrisecalamityretreat · 1 year

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Breathe Deep, Find Your Strength. | Ken Murase | Trial 4.3 | Re: Kazuo, Mio, Maxime

When Maxime is revealed to be the true culprit, walking out to gloat and mock them, in another time Ken would’ve charged at him in an instant and risked it all to kill him. But he wasn’t feeling like that kind of man anymore, not after losing everything, with hope fading within him. All he could do in the moment was just stand frozen and watch like a damn fool. He should’ve leaned on Maxime when he confessed first, but he was so desperate and stupid he lashed out at Loic like the idiot thug they think he is and he played right into their trap. They all did, true, but he should’ve been more careful and cautious. Like how Jinpachi is every trial or like Sayuri and Ikko would’ve wanted him to be. He thinks of just letting this play out and resigning himself to his dorm when it’s over, and sit down on his bed, whispering to people who aren’t here anymore, maybe locking himself in like that. He’ll be gone before he has to experience more of this God-awful pain that’s left him feeling so broken, becoming more and more of a shell of the Ken Murase he used to be.

However, a sound he’s all too familiar with is heard beside him. He looks over and sees Kazuo sock that bastard Loic. He exhales, smirking as he listened to Kazuo tell Maxime off, what’s left of his competitive spirit challenges him to try and match his friend. Shortly after, Mio then comes by him, it looking about as worse as he does. There are thoughts in his mind that make him fearful of its company, fearful that if he leans on it and their friendship like he did with Ikko and his aniki, would destiny take Mio too to punish him? He’s hesitant at first, but then swallows and pushes those thoughts aside, deciding to just be glad that it cares for him, that they are still his family. Putting his arm around his friend, trying to return the same comfort it offers to him.

“Mio…I-I’m so sorry.”

He whispers to it, wiping his eyes of tears as he feels overwhelmed by the feelings of their friendship as well as what they’re both going through. If they manage to walk out of this trial, he’ll try to have the strength to be there for it. Looking back over to Maxime, doting over his rat of a brother, listening to his promise and threat to them, he lets out a heavy breath as he gathers what remnant of inner strength he has. Balled his right hand into a hard fist, trying to focus in on his want, no, NEED to avenge Sayuri, his NEED to make sure assholes like Maxime don’t walk out of this thinking they’re the superior one. Another exhale as he prepares himself, breaking away from Mio, looking over to it before he goes to confront the man that took his future away from him.

“M-Might not wanna look. I’ll be right back, okay?”

He gives it a small smile before looking to Kazuo with a nod.

Gritting his teeth, he moves in quick but steadily on Maxime, cocking his arm back as he gets closer and closer and then WHAM! He would give Maxime the hardest gut punch he can manage! Trying to do it harder than he did to Tsuneo, but he’s uncertain if he really had it in him. Rubbing his fist, he would spit at Maxime! PTUI!

“Everything you did to her. It’ll be paid back tenfold to Loic. I won’t kill him. I won’t fall to that level again. But he won’t be the same if you do manage to find us. And I won’t be here by the time you see what I’ve done to him. You'll see why I got kicked out the Yakuza when it's all said and done.”

He'll stand by for a moment, wondering if there will be repercussions. If no action is taken, Ken will just return to his place beside Mio, feeling only a tiny bit better but he’ll take what he can get to try and fill the void at this point.

#reaction #ch4 #ken #submission

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beann-e · 3 years

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Haikyu characters reacting to their s/o screaming back at them

Nekoma Characters reacting to their s/o Screaming back at them

Read Part One Here

kenma

-it would not take much -_-

- Kenma doesn’t even notice he’s yelling at you or much less using his raised voice when talking to you

-he’s so used to screaming at kuroo through his mic that when he’s finally pissed off and bubbling ; it just happens after you try to ask him what he wants for dinner at the wrong time

-post time skip

“ go left “ The sound of the controller clicking swirled through the room as your boyfriends eyes followed the screen at every turn his character took “ kuroo I said go left “

“ uh which one ? “

kenmas face went into a straight line as kuroos body stiffened knowing he hadn’t been listening in the first place “ no wait which way I meant —which way “

“kuroo I said go left “

“ oh “

“ yeah — go left “ the strain in your boyfriends voice was evident

it showing off the sliver of annoyance he was trying to hold back knowing that you were somewhere in the same house

he hated for you to see him anything other than calm

Anytime he showed any bit of annoyance with you or even showed he was about to give you attitude you quickly shut it down. It was obvious to him who was the dominant one in the relationship and he had no problem with it

Honestly he was scared of what you would think when you finally saw him fly off the handle. Of course you’d seen him have an attitude he was a gamer that was normalized to have one after a lost game but, it wasn’t often he showed you that side because kenma doesn’t do losing

so what would happen if he finally got ticked off so badly due to something that was ‘just a game’ to you would you be scared?

he couldn’t help but think that you would run for the hills and then screw him over in the breakup and tell everyone he still wears tidy whities and forgets to go pee during gameplays unless you remind him by asking had he peed all day

“ hey du— “

“ don’t talk until you kill the leftover guys so we can win“

“ ken you don’t think I can multitask “ kuroos laugh fell into the room over kenmas headphones “ I used to do it everyday i was the captain of the vb team, I keep you in line “

“ sure sure — but are you watching your corners “

“ I keep everyone healthy , and i’m hot , plus I’m about to win this gam— I died “

the silence in the moment spoke volumes before kenma could

his hand grabbing the controller harshly as he refused to blink seeing the word loser flash in bright letters on his screen

Body growing hot and sweaty while he tried to hold in his anger and process what just happened so he could determine the next best course of action

Knowing , He just knew

The amount of trouble he’d get in if you walked in to hear him screaming at kuroo shouting words you hated when he used

He was trying to hold it all in

really he was

he just needed some quiet first just some silence to figure out how to calm himself down his brain going over serveral images of kuroo dead at the bottom of stairs maybe even him getting hit too hard with one of kenmas sets when they played 4 on 4matches

Anger only growing when he heard a voice pour in that he couldn’t figure out who it belonged to much less cared

“ hey ke— “

“ Do you ever fucking listen “ his voice was hard and threatening “ do you ever just shut the fuck up and “

he threw his headphones to his keyboard “ and listen — no you don’t— you go quiet and now here i am upset because you simply don’t listen — answer the questions i’m asking you— you fucking sea creature“

his body only growing hotter as his neck got red eyes darting for a person to scream at and take his anger out on

“ answer me “ he screamed pain eteched in his voice as he finally turned to find you

a look crossing over his face before he blinked looking to the floor then up at you in confusion before turning back to his screen that glowed in the dark room anger hitting him all over again when he saw kuroos wide open mouth and their dead avatars laying on the ground

“ Why the fuck — how the —- I always fucking lose when that asshole —that miscalculated creation— whenever he plays with me it’s so serious to me — i make money off of it i make — i get deals and i — I can’t — can’t lose them they’ll think i’m not good enough— i“

he slammed his fist into the wall speaking low

“ I hate fucking losing “

he turned to you “ it’s not nice y/n — I tried to fucking do your shitty routine of calming myself down first but it just “

he moved closer to you with anger pouring from his body

your eyes wide in a look of fear when he grabbed your face pointing to his screen “ look — “

he screamed in your face when you didn’t tear your eyes away from his “ BABE I SAID LOOK“

your eyes never leaving his as he just grew angrier at your incompetence

“ so your not fucking listening to me either “ his voice grew questioning “ are your ears dirty just like kuroos ? huh ? are y’all apart of some shitty cult for mute wannabes “

his hand gripped tighter on your cheeks “ i’m so stupid your just as fucking dumb as that asshole — fucking — I bet you wanna date him huh — “

his mind ran wild as he thought of the two of you together insecurity blooming

“ you want a loser like him over me right ? you have to like kuroo — look at him you want to date kuroo right “

he laughed “ fucking slu— “

“ finish it and we’ll be playing our own game of kenma getting his ass beat until he finally gives up and cries “

your eyebrows quirked up as you held eye contact with him “ trust me you’ll lose “

you looked at the male in front of you in disgust

“ get your shitty cheeto dusted gamer hands off of me “

his hands loosened their hold on you

“ all the way off you dirty imbecile “

you scoffed as he dropped his hand in a rush of fear

“ I bet your dirty ass didn’t even wash them after I made you pee earlier — yeah made — you wanted to get back to that sweaty chair that badly ? “

his cheeks grew hot as he blinked himself out of his trance only to see what he’d gotten himself into

“ who do you think you are talking to like that “

your stare making him shake even more in fear

You always scared him when you were upset wether you were taller or not your annoyance alone at an action he’d done scared him enough

Your words stood tall and poured in on him making him feel like he was suffocating but, he knew he needed to hear this. You only did this when his anger was out of control like he knew it could be. He stayed on his games all day and all night which was the only way to provide your shared income

at least until he could get his company up and running he had yet to sign contracts because he said he needed to read them first and reading took too much work

this was how he paid your bills. It stressed him out knowing that any day someone on the internet could call him a loser and that same day your steady flow of money may trickle in slower than usual

So when he lost a game any game even something as simple as Mario or even kirby it pissed him off because he couldn’t help but shoulder all the responsibility of taking care of you and himself. He didn’t want to be the reason you lost that stability and all of this catered into his rage. A rage only you could catch and calm down with your sheer words.

“ who do you think you are “ your voice came out low and calm as you spoke down on him “ answer me “

“n-no on — no one babe “

“ don’t babe me “ your hand pressed on his chest “ you don’t deserve that not after you talked to me that way “

“ I -i’m sorry “

“ for what “

“ f-for talking to you like that and “ his voice came out soft as he spoke

“ I cannot hear you “

“ fuck i’m sorry for talking to you that way —and for using force —force and grabbing you like that “

“and i’m just expected to forgive you? you know I hate this — you know this and yet you keep doing it? why ? why do you keep shouldering this and then lashing out “

“ p-please “

“ mm — i’m not seeing it ken— I mean you treat me like one of your other asshole friends and then on top of it you grabbed my face this time— you’ve never gone that far “

“ y-yes I know — I know “

“ so you can see my problem with just accepting your apology right “

“ y-yes ma’am “

“ oh — “ you laughed as you spoke “ now we’re using nice names huh “

“ i—I thought it’d work“ he pouted

“ I wanna forgive you ken “ you looked at him as his head dropped in embarrassment cheeks going red

“ I really do babe but “

“ I swear I won’t do it again y/n “

you thought for a moment staring at the boy in front of you who was pissing his pants in fear

“ y-y/n I swear I didn’t know it was you I was angry and I —I thought kuroo was talkin— “

“ but you realized it was me? “

he paused

“ you even looked from me and back to your screen so you knew correct “

“ yes “

“ and yet you still yelled at me and grabbed my face “

“ really i’m sorry— I wasn’t there all the way “

you took a deep breath before looking to his computer eyes made up in a squint and then trailing back to the boy in front of you

“ ok ken “ his eyes glowed in happiness

“ you— your forgiving me “ he laughed almost mocking you knowing he’d never been let go this quickly you usually took away his gaming system until he’d learned to calm down

he even started ‘doing’ yoga, if you count playing the youtube videos on the tv while he played on his apple watch that you’d forgotten to take, just to fool you into giving his game back “ this easily“

your eyes moved pointedly to his as he fell back into submission

“ i’m sorry I just meant you arent more upset “

“ well i’m deciding that since it was the first time you ever went to that extent of yelling at me I’m gonna let you off the hook “

you smiled “ also I thought you already got enough punishment “

“ h-huh “

you let your head move up to face his computer screen in a slight nod his eyes lighting up before his face fell in sadness

He never meant to fall submissive let alone show who was the dominant one in the relationship to anyone outside of you especially not with kuroo on the other line

“ I don’t think kuroo minds much babe it’s ok “ you said happily changing the whole way you carried yourself earlier and the way you spoke your body easing after beating into kenma

“ no trust me he doe— “

“ goddamn “

your eyes fell onto his friends open mouthed smile

“ and you just let ‘em do you like that “

kenmas eyebrows came together in sadness

“ damn ken —“

your eyes went hard on kuroo

“ and do you think your any better ? because from what i’ve heard churro it seems to me like you couldnt even keep your own team on a leash much less that lev kid so ? “

“ god “ kuroo coughed shifting in his seat whispering softly to himself “ so hot “

he shook his head before speaking again a little bit louder “ uh no— no I completely understand y/n —god i just know your fun “ he laughed

“ kenma keep listening to your s/o don’t mind me “

he moved to log off speaking under his breath “ so fucking scary —swear i’m bringing ‘em in to scare my vb kiddos— shit “

you shook your head in confusion “ uh wha—”

“ he had a — he had a crush on you and yeah I”

“ oh well “ you moved to throw your arms around him in happiness his body stumbling back at the action as he cautiously wrapped his hands around your back

“ n-not in trouble “

“ not in trouble “

“ still love me “

“ still love you “

“ then can I pla- “

“ no “

“ nevermind I didn’t want —want to play anyways “

“ that’s good “

“ yeah “ he drawed out as you grabbed his hand pulling him to the living room “ but babe the monitors still on just one matc— “

your grip tightned on his hand “ movie ken “

“ got it movie — movie “

he spoke low following you wrapping his arms around you as he kissed your cheek “ movie first — game later “

lev

-I don’t think he would ever ever ever scream at you but he would totally say something hurtful and not even realize it because kuroo and kenma said it to him

-so he’s literally just using what he was taught but In the wrong way

- not a time skip

“ lev can you help me “ you shouted to the taller male as you made your way across the court his hands cupping around his mouth as he stared down on you from the other side “ yeah “ he smiled “ totally “

you copied him a smile itching to spread across your face “ just because I yell doesnt mean you yell “

“ well as bossy as you are you should know I’m going to “

your face dropped before it fell back into a happy smile mind racing with thoughts of maybe hes just making a joke he knows you hate when people say that about you

“ hey uh lev ? “

“ yeah babe “ he said running over to you

“ let’s not say that ok cause it kinda — it really hurt my feelings “ his eyebrows furrowed as he looked down on you his voice vibrating along the gym before he smiled again “ babe I like the design you added to your face I didn’t notice but other people said you looked good with it and yeah —honestly they were right “

“ huh — design? “

“ yeah it’s red it’s right by your eyebrow “

your hands moved quickly to cover the pimple from his view eyes darting across the gym hoping no one else heard and was trying to take a look at it

“ it’s fine it’s fine maybe if you put on some makeup you can hide it right ? i mean if you don’t like the design like I do i mean that’s what you usually use it for right ? “

your eyebrows went up face holding nothing but sadness as you spoke “ do you— lev baby do you really think i’m bossy “

he jumped up and down on the balls of his feet in excitement as he kept going “ yeah — I do everything you tell me to and I like it i’m like a puppy and your the master “

you could feel your body heat up at his words his smile spreading wider as he turned to his awestruck teammates

“ babe it’s ok id follow you to the end of the earth because I don’t understand your just stringing me along”

your hands dropped the balls you held onto from picking them up off the floor. head cocking to the side as you studied him trying to see what sparked this new way of thinking

“ oh god “

“ he’s so fucking —so so fucking clueles- “

“ stupid just outright stupid is what he is “ you said as his eyebrows creased face struggling to find the right way to react to the burning hot anger he felt radiating off of you in waves “ lev baby who told you this “

you walked a bit closer to him head leaned back to see him clearly “ who made you think this way “

“ uh what “ he shook his head face coming up in a pout “ babe I — “ he played with his fingers as he looked off to the side hand moving to run across his neck “ for some reason I feel like i’m in trouble —I did—did I do something wrong baby ?“

“ this is not cool lev not helpful, not sweet and nice it’s hurtful “

“ no what ? wait i’m “ he took his hand out to grab your arm his face made up in pure confusion “ no i’m —i’m complimenting you “

“ you— your complimenting me? “

“ yeah “ he smiled struggling to hold it up as his eyes darted across your face

“ lev baby “ you faked a smile as your eyes hardened “ think about your words —what have you just said “

“ well I said that your my master and i’m like a puppy“ he smiled as he thought back “ only because I love you and would do anything you tell me and because i’m hyper and sometimes you have to explain stuff to me in simple form because I can’t pay attention when anyone else talks but you “

he kept going “ then I said that I do anything you tell me to and I would “ he smiled harder voice sure of himself“ because I like following you and making you happy “

he scratched his neck face flashing a deep red “ then — then I said that you cover up your bossine— ok i’m sorry “

his face made up into a pout as he slumped “ really I didn’t know I thought it was nice I heard the team saying it in the back rooms and I though— “

“ FUCKING IDIOT “

“ LEV WHAT THE FUCK “

“ HOLY SHIT LEGS ARE YOU SERIOUS “

levs face dropped as he turned to kenma “ legs seriously ? “

kenma shrugging as he continued to play his hand held game “ eh well everyone else was saying something and you annoy me so — I present legs “

he sighed as he turned back only to see your eyes holding nothing but garbage fires In them as you stared at the group of guys huddled together

“ speak “ everyone whimpered as you stared them down “ explain to me why my boyfriend is telling me I need makeup to cover my pimple ”

kuroos uncomfortable laugh left him quickly as he looked away from the both of you rocking back and forth in his shows “ well um y/n “ he coughed “ you see we were — we’re guys y/n we were making jokes and you see lev doesn’t understand “

“ well I do so explain “

he jumped “ we thought— “

“ not quick enough you sweaty catboy“

“ god ok he came to us wanting to know how to compliment you he said he didn’t want to say anything dumb and —so that made us realize we can really make him do anything cause he’s so clueless—thought if we could get lev to say some dumb shit—trust me we didn’t go that far “ he said pointing to lev who was picking up the balls you’d dropped on the floor chasing after one that rolled away

“ then you’d break up with him and I guess at least one of us would have a chance — well except kenma he says he has princess peach as his wife —wait who the fu—I actually don’t know who that is ken is that an online girlfriend “

he furrowed his brows actually puzzled by his earlier words “ I don’t know why it seemed so normal to me at the time “

he shook his head “ but lev is so fucking stupid that he said everything fucking wrong — we literally just told him what we personally like about you —gave him some corny pickup lines but he said everything wrong like even the phrase about your makeup we were saying how you don’t wear any or when you do it’s not obvious because your natural beauty just radiates through it— then the next thing we talked about is how strong and just how you take directive I guess — and we — we thought it was hot “

“ then where did he get the stuff he said from “ your voice went high now you were confused he couldn’t have made that stuff up

“ y/n he’s just fucking stupid where do you think “ he rolled his eyes “ he made it up because he didn’t understand “

levs eyes widened as he had stopped paying attention to the situation taking place hours ago “ uh I cannot confirm or deny that statement but I will say you are very very beautiful my love “

your heart warmed as the team groaned your body moving into his as you kissed him softly “ did I do something wrong ? “

“ no lev your ok “

“ ok I never want you to feel bad or like y’know how kenma feels I always feel like he’s so angry “ your boyfriend shivered as he locked eyes with kenma who was ready to pounce on him claws showed as he gripped his game harshly “ see —- so angry “

“ not angry lev just “ you looked at him seriously “ babe you have to pay attention to what you say you may say something really really wrong to me one day and then — “

“ and then you’ll tell me what I did wrong while we cuddle and drink hot chocolate“

you smiled squeezing him harder “ no — then i’ll break your kneecaps so you’ll never be able to play volley again and i’ll dye your hair black in your sleep so people will think you look like a tall dirty mop “

he shook before he led you out of the door the team watching as you left leaving all of them to curse silently about their failed plan “ he’s the stupidest guy on the team and he — he got that “

“ bet he doesn’t even know what he’s doing when he’s tapping it “

kuroo laughed “ yeah right like he even gets that far — they probably gotta explain how to continue a kiss without him focusing and staring straight into their eyes — he’s probably learning how to ‘multitask’ right now as we speak—lucky idiot “

the doors to the gym slammed open roughly a few minutes later as you held levs hand tightly behind the door “ HEY ASSHOLES “

everyone tuned to you in fear for themselves and the tall male behind you who you dragged like a mom in a store his eyes stuck on the lollipop that stuck out from his mouth “ guys y/n found me a lollipop—she stuffed it in my mouth when I told her the joke you guys told me to “

“ w-what joke “

“ the one where I called the sex line and said that I requested them because I heard good reviews “

the teams heads all dropped knowing they’d never said anything of the sort or even along the line he’d messed up their original words yet again and put not only himself but them in danger

“ if you guys ever try to taint my boyfriend with your dumb fucking words again I swear I will end you all —kenma i’ll buy every copy of the new game that you want that’s coming out — literally blow all my money so you can’t ever play the stupid game until im ready to allow you to “ his mouth going up in an o as he still had his attention on his game hands only tightening a bit at the threat his body moving behind kuroo for safety

“ kuroos chemistry lab will become a garbage chute for my lunch trays “ kuroos body slumping as he draped himself over kenma only to get pushed off and fall on the floor in pain your mouth moving to tell everyone else on the team what would happen if they didn’t respect your boyfriend and treat him like the nice , caring guy he was

Until finally you flashed a smile and walked off leaving the team in disarray as they couldn’t figure out if you just grew that much hotter or if they were having heat flash from the pissed off emotions they felt when lev turned around and winked at them while he ran his hand down your shoulder to land at your lower back as he followed you out

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Thank you for saying that omg!! I’ve seen so many posts calling Kendall a killer in a good way. Kendall knows exactly what stories Hugo wants to leak. He mentioned physical and emotional abuse and Kendall immediately looked at Roman uncomfortably. Obviously abuse is abuse no matter the form it takes and we can’t say anyone one sibling and it worse. But when someone leaks to the press that someone physically and emotionally abused his children, it’s the physical abuse the press will latch onto and will stand out in the public imagination. Ken knows by doing this he’s selling romans trauma to boost his position as CEO. The leaks also will support Kendall’s previous accusations against his father. Kendall won’t look like a liar who overcompensated his fathers involvement in cruises if Logan is exposed as a child abuser. Kendall will look once again like the fighter of the good fight

yeah exactly!!! like he certainly is pulling a logan move and it is exciting to see his little rabbit-like I’m Evil Now smile again but i haven’t seen like anything talking about the possible implications that action could have on the other sibs…. like the criticisms of it i’ve seen have all been focused on the fact that he betrayed rome/shiv but not so much the actual content of the betrayal itself and how much it could genuinely like ruin roman’s life in particular. roman who can’t even admit his father’s abuse to himself especially not right now when dad just DIED suddenly being thrown to the fucking wolves where every tabloid in the world will be like Roman? More Like “Oh Man!” This Woman Who Babysat Roman Once Spills All The Torrid Details Of The Time Logan Punted His Youngest Son Across The Room! like it will be fucking AWFUL !! ken will be a hero shiv will be pitied (altho she’ll fucking hate that fr) roman will be dragged through the fucking dirt and turned into a prop against logan and his legacy. roman would literally never be anything else in the eyes of the public. wouldn’t matter what he did going forward, he could fucking cure cancer, and interviewers will still ask like “what would you say to your father who beat you if he could see you now?” “how did your father’s abuse make you decide to cure cancer?” “are you still in touch with your other siblings who your dad didn’t hit? did your resentment of them spur you to cure cancer?” “did you decide to go into healthcare because you spent your childhood in hospitals from your dad’s beatings?” ….. dude not to be dramatic but i would fucking kill myself

#i don’t know if that’s actually what’ll happen like genuinely no clue how leak storyline will play out #but just the fact that this is a very possible outcome is worth talking about bc damn dude #i don’t think ken really considered it from this angle i think he was too swept up in Logan Waystar Killer KLR CEO etc etc etc #like the crazy part of the move wasn’t the betrayal like everyone betrays everyone it’s succession #but the shitstorm they — but especially roman — would have to weather afterwards #succession #asks #anon #romen roy #tw abuse #tw child abuse #just 2 be safe!#casey shut the fuck up about roman roy

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Mikey and Draken with an s/o that paint their nails black or some other color?

sano manjiro [mikey] & ryuguji ken [draken] when their s/o paints their nails: headcanons

[𖤐] hellooo anon, and thank you for requesting this!! i feel like literally everybody in tok rev would look so amazing with nail polish, like can you imagine it?? they would all look awesome :D thanks again for requesting this, and i hope you enjoy!

❧ masterlist

sano manjiro [mikey]:

✂︎ mikey has never really gotten the idea of painting nails; what’s so cool about making them a different color? he doesn’t understand at all, especially when it seems like something that is pretty difficult to pull off, considering the way he hears emma complaining about when she messes up and gets the color on her skin.

✂︎ that said, it’s not like he’s never been curious about it. he might have secretly stolen some of emma’s nail polishes so that he could try it out on himself, (proceeded to get yelled at by her after he spilled it on his carpet and had to clean it up for the next three hours LMAO). safe to say that it didn’t go well, and ever since then, he’s never been brave enough to try it out again.

✂︎ when you offer up the idea of you painting his nails for him, he’s skeptical at first because he doesn’t want you to mess up and get the color all over his hands. he’ll need absolute reassurance from you that you won’t fail in your mission before he lets you near his nails.

✂︎ he’ll only go out in dark colors, so if you want to put another color on him, he’ll be taking it off before he leaves to go to the toman meeting that night, so it’s probably best to stick with colors like dark blues and black.

✂︎ he’s not the type to sit still for very long; i’d say you’ll get half an hour out of him at most before he starts to fidget around, (you can manage to squeeze another 10-15 minutes if you promise to get him some dorayaki afterwards). he’ll be watching you very intently as you brush the color on his nails, telling you not to mess up.

✂︎ he really likes the way you’re intently focusing on what you’re doing, and the way you’re holding his hand, (he’ll suddenly tell you that you look really cute right now, and you might mess up a bit because of the sudden remark).

✂︎ when it comes to drying the nail polish, he’s probably going to be the type to be swinging his arms around in hopes of it drying faster. he’s not a very patient person, and he doesn’t want to have to wait 2-3 hours for his nails to dry, (it’d probably be in your best interest if you got quick-drying nail polish, mostly so that you don’t have to hear his complaints in your ear 24/7).

✂︎ complains about how he’s hungry, and he’ll ask you to feed him because he can’t do it himself, (he might be using this an excuse to get you to do it, but hey, nobody has to know that, right?).

✂︎ while the polish is still a bit tacky on his nails, he’ll just consider it dry and will go out and do whatever, completely ruining your hard work as it starts to move around a bit. there’s really nothing you can do about this though; mikey just isn’t going to wait that long for it to dry, so this is probably the best he’ll be able to do.

✂︎ not to say that the color doesn’t look good on him though; even when it’s all smudged around, it still seems to suit him very nicely, and he might even ask you to paint his nails again because of how it matches his toman uniform.

ryuguji ken [draken]:

✂︎ he’s never really considered painting his own nails. he’s seen the girls at the brothel painting their nails and how much time it took to do them right, and he just really was never interested in killing his time like that when he could be doing other things instead.

✂︎ i do think that when he was younger, the girls would snag him while he wasn’t doing anything and practice their nail painting skills on him so that they would be able to do their own nails faster. he definitely complained throughout the whole thing and wiped the color off once they were done, which is also why he knows that he would never want to paint his own nails.

✂︎ of course, he’ll always be complimenting you whenever you paint your nails, saying that the color looks good on you and that he’s glad it makes you happy.

✂︎ when you first ask if you can paint his nails, he’s really hesitant on it, and he’ll probably say no the first time. the second time you ask him, he’ll probably reconsider and will cave in, but he’ll tell you that “it’s only just this once”.

✂︎ will only let you use black nail polish on him. he’s absolutely insistent on it, and will not budge on it. he tells you that he has a reputation to uphold, and that he can’t go out fighting guys in pink nail polish, (feels lowkey bad when you frown a bit at him, but he’ll stand his ground until you give into it).

✂︎ when it comes to actually painting his nails, he’ll be able to sit still for a good amount of time, (an hour and a half at most; he’ll start to get bored and will ask if you’re done yet). he won’t fidget or anything, and he has really steady hands so it’s actually a really easy experience painting his nails, (might flinch a bit though when the polish touches his skin because he tells you it feels “like some freaky tongue” LMAO).

✂︎ probably waits for them to dry like a normal person, but he’ll be really annoyed that he’s not allowed to do anything with his hands, and might try to recall ways that the girls would get their nails to dry quicker. he’ll make you get a bowl of cold water so that he can put his hands in it, but they get numb after a while so you force him to take them out.

✂︎ once the polish is dry, he actually thinks it looks pretty badass, especially when he’s wearing his toman uniform. it’ll probably chip pretty quick though because of the fights he gets into, so it’ll be pretty much gone after 5-6 days if you didn’t put any top coat on it.

✂︎ might ask you to paint his nails again, but “only because it matches my uniform”, and definitely not because he thinks it looks cool, (also definitely not because he likes the way your hands gently held his, no, definitely not that at all, what’re you talking about…).

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