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Under The Mask - Kylo Ren / Ben Solo X Female Reader
Title: Under The Mask
Kylo Ren / Ben Solo X Female Reader
Additional Characters: Rey, Poe (Mentioned), Finn (Mentioned), and Palpatine (Mentioned)
Requested
WC: 1,553
Warnings: Mention of death, insecure Reader, some fighting, slight angst, blasters mentioned, lightsabers mentioned, feeling sick mentioned, enemies to lovers, feels, and fluff
You and Kylo Ren have had a strange relationship, if you could even call it that. You had fought beside Rey and the others in the Resistance when he came with his lightsaber ignited. You were in the Resistance hideout when you felt something. It was an odd feeling, something that you couldn’t quite put your finger on, but it was as if someone else was trying to get your attention. It felt like a whisper, more like an echo from a far off room than anything else. You felt pulled towards something, subconsciously making your way to the control room, where Rey stood.
"He's here." She spoke, her voice filled with emotion as she turned around, her eyes meeting yours.
"Kylo?" You asked, staring at the brunette before turning back to the control panel.
Rey furrowed her eyebrows, "Yes. Are you alright? You look ill." She placed a hand on your forehead, feeling the heat radiating out of you, "I think you're sick."
You sighed softly, "No, I'm fine, Rey." Rey looked unsure but nodded anyway. "We have to get rid of him."
A couple of weeks after that, it happened again. You were taking a small stroll on another Resistance planet, the trees loomed over you, the ground covered in moss. You had to get out of the base. Being stuck in there for days upon weeks made you feel antsy. You walked down the path, following it to a clearing until you stopped. A wave of nausea went through you and you found yourself leaning against a tree as you tried to keep yourself upright. The world around you grew dim, as your surroundings became blurry. You felt like you were sinking into the ground beneath you. Breath labored, you looked up, spotting a dark figure before you.
Kylo watched you as you steadied yourself, placing your hand on the tree behind you. Blinking rapidly, you gained back your strength, the feeling of nausea subsiding.
"Are you alright?" He asked, voice manipulated by his mask.
"Did you do that?" You asked, your own voice soft as you cleared it.
"No. But, I feel as if you won't believe me." He answered, taking a few steps forward.
"You saying that really doesn't help that matter,” You said, crossing your arms. Your words came out a bit harsh, but you didn't care. You weren't going to let this guy mess with your head.
The masked man stopped, seeming to hesitate before stepping closer. Your eyes widened and you quickly backed away, your back hitting the tree.
"I'm not here to hurt you." He then said, but you shook your head, unable to look away from him. Especially the lightsaber that was clipped onto his belt.
"As if I'll believe you. Kind of low for you to try and attack me when I am without a weapon." You said, raising an eyebrow.
Kylo sighed, "I am not going to hurt you. You are not my target."
You frowned, "Yeah, Rey is. Now, why are you telling me all this anyway?"
"We are not so different you and I-"
"Oh, don't give me that," You interrupted him, "We are not the same."
Kylo looked at you for a moment, debating whether or not he should tell you what he knew. "You feel it? That strange feeling? It overtakes you from time to time?"
"Yes. How do you know about that?" You asked, glaring at the man in the mask.
"It's the Force bond between us," He paused before continuing, "It's strong. Strong enough to make you feel weak."
You scoffed, rolling your eyes, "Are you telling me that the feeling I get is because of some Force bond that I have with you?”
Kylo stared at you, his expression unreadable, "Yes. Don't deny it. The Force has already bonded us together."
Your jaw dropped, your eyes wide. Before you could say anything more, Kylo left.
For the next couple of weeks, every time you closed your eyes, there he was. His face appeared in your dreams almost every night. At first, you chalked it up to stress; but as more nights passed, the thought that maybe he wasn't always there made you wonder if he was actually real. So much so, that you started to consider contacting him. But, you had no way to. Half of you wanted to know the truth, while the other wanted to get rid of whatever spell had been cast on you.
It had been over a month until you saw him again, during another walk of yours. You felt that he was there before you really knew it. It was almost as if you heard him calling to you too. Like his voice was right on top of you and all you had to do was turn your head slightly. He stood there without his mask, surprising you. Your eyes raked over his once-hidden features and suddenly, you were drawn to him. Who knew he had a head of curls under there? Something told you not to run, not to pull your blaster, to follow him. Something in you told you that he wouldn't hurt you, that he was only looking out for you.
"Why are you here?" You finally spoke up the fear that you'd wake up from this dream leaving you almost breathless.
"I wanted to see you," Kylo said, his eyes scanning your form.
"How did you find me?"
His lip curled slightly as he smirked, "There are many ways to find someone, especially if you spend enough time looking."
Your face flushed at his response, "Maybe I don't want to be found." You muttered, "Especially by you." You added, only for Kylo to take a few steps forward; stopping a few feet away from you.
"As I said, I wanted to see you," He replied, his gaze on you.
"So, you followed me." You said, your tone accusing.
"I have my reasons."
A small sigh escaped you, "You confuse me, Ren."
Kylo raised an eyebrow, "I confuse you?" He asked, making you laugh lightly, looking up at him with a small smile.
"Yeah, a lot."
It was a long time before you saw Kylo again. And a lot was happening. Rey had been gone for a long time, along with Finn and Poe. From what you understood, Palpatine was alive and Rey went to stop him. Meanwhile, you were stuck at the base doing nothing. You were bored and frustrated. It seemed as though everyone else was busy with their own problems. As you were packing up your things from the base, you heard heavy footsteps. The odd feeling came back, making you tense up a bit. Yet, a rush of excitement flew over you. You turned around to face the sound.
Your eyes widened at the sight of Kylo at your door, his hair was frazzled as was his breathing. He stared at you with wide eyes, before making his way to you.
"What are you doing here, Kylo?" You asked in a hushed whisper, not wanting anyone to find him.
"It's Ben. Ben Solo." He corrected you softly.
You nodded slowly, "Ben... Why are you here? Not that it's not good to see that you're okay..."
He looked hesitant as he continued to speak, "I wanted to see you before I went to Exegol."
"Wait, Exegol? Why are you going there?" You asked, your brows knitting together.
"I want to help Rey in defeating Palatine." He answered, making your eyes widen.
"What? Why?" You asked frantically, biting your lip.
"She needs my help."
"She'll be fine without you." You argued, "Besides, what if you don't come back? I've heard of Palatine's powers with the Force..." You questioned, stepping closer to Ben. "Is it Rey? I know you also have a bond with her." You then asked softly, fear and insecurity engulfing you.
Ben opened his mouth to respond, but then his lips pressed together into a tight line, taking time to think before responding, "Yes, we do have a bond, but it's not like ours, Y/N." Ben began, hesitantly reaching out and taking your hand in his. "Ours... It's like two parts that fit perfectly. It's stronger than the bond I share with Rey. More powerful even."
You smiled, trying not to blush at the sensation his skin gave, "I'm still scared, Ben." You whispered, your smile turning into a frown.
Ben reached out and placed a finger under your chin lifting your head up so that you were staring into his eyes, "We'll see each other again, I promise."
You nodded, taking Ben's hand in yours; placing it on your cheek. "Just please stay safe. If something happens to you, I can not bear to lose anyone else... Especially you." You said, your voice cracking.
Ben smiled softly, leaning down to kiss you gently. The kiss was gentle and tender, his fingers brushed against your cheek, sending tingles through your body. Once they pulled apart he lowered his forehead, his nose brushing against yours, his warm breath caressing your skin.
"Goodbye, Y/N." He whispered.
"Goodbye, Ben." You responded, closing your eyes.
You felt him pull away, opening them to find his figure disappearing down the hallway. Sighing, you bit your lip, hoping Ben would come back to you alive.
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I immediately need a little bit more info on Nont and Nant and how come Nont effortlessly started investigation without hindrance. There are certain things that are going around my head:
Did Nont and Nant live apart? Did Nant never mention his twin Infront of the group? 'cause how come they have no idea about him having a brother. They also brushed off the possibility of twins interchanging positions (which is what it is), "this is not a thriller fiction movie" huh? Also they never even mentioned about Nant's family other than his politician mom to the police. Is this their birth mom? Or a step mom? Or did their parents separated and the dad took in Nont and mom took in Nant?
Who is the dad? Is he in the police department? Who asked Nont to do this? Or is helping Nont to do this? 'cause how come the police is not going after him asking for information? We didn't get a single scene where he gets interrogated. How come a politician's son going missing and coming back not a big news to them? Did they never investigate about Nant having a twin? How come an information like that stays hidden? Or the police is involved in this? I mean helping Nont carry out investigation without anyone getting alerted. Makes sense. Also he is pretty much documenting everything. So is the dad in the police ??
What debt was Prom referring to? Who were chasing Nant? Did THEY kill him? If not will they go after Nont thinking he is Nant? Why was he sending clips to captain? Just for the money? Why did he delete the chats completely?
I have so many questions and almost zero answers lol. Also, imagine Nont falls for Prom, like head over heels, and later finds out he is very much involved in the disappearance of his brother. Oh God.
Let me answer your questions the best I can, my fellow investigator 😌
THE TWINS
This hasn't being mention in the show but it was mentioned in their character descriptions, Nont and Nant got separate as kids due to their parents divorcing. Nant stayed in Thailand with their mother while Nont was forced to go overseas with their dad. Them being separated could explain why no one in the group knew about Nont.
During their interrogation, the Baddie Bunch comments that they all met during freshman year, so merely two years ago. They knew he had a brother tho. They didn't get surprised about it when Nont (faking being Nant) in EP1 told them that "I went to see my dad and brother".
So Nant trusted them with the information of what his family was like, but brushed over the twin info.
THE DAD
We have 0 info about this man. He's important enough to be able to move himself and one of his kids out of the country, but that's about it.
Their dad, for what Nont has revealed to us, is in fact whom send him to investigate.
Mind you, the police interrogated the Baddie Bunch BEFORE Nont made his entrance through the glass door, they comment about it on EP1. We just got to see it in EP2. So probably, once the Nont came around, the police dismissed the case. They probably ask Nont a few questions, to the father too, and due to them working together, got the police to back off. The police probably dismissed the case as a runaway whom came back.
I'm sus about the dad's intentions tho. He already knows something fishy is going on and he prefers to send his other son to investigate. Maybe he doesn't want an scandal... But why? And why risk your other son investigating this? Is it that damaging?
THE DEBT
For what I could understand due to the circumstances, after Nant's mom became ill, they fastly went into debt.
This puts more sus on their father for me. Why not help your ex-wife even if is only to make sure your other son is doing okey? You clearly "care" for him now.
I need to go see the message with Captain about the clips and if there's any timestamp on the transfers Prom gave Nant to have a timeline, but all this was going on most probably when the twins' mom was ill. Remember, Nant went missing AFTER her death. Is the time frame Nont had to make an excuse.
Medical bills can get expensive (thank you Spain for free healthcare at all levels u_u), so that being the reason of the debt wouldn't surprise me. But I also think there's more going on.
Maybe Nant got money first from creditors and then was using Prom and Captain's money to pay said creditors. We still don't know for sure.
I'm 75% conceive that Nant is dead, I just don't know if it was accidental, homicide, murder or suicide. The four possibilities exist.
He indeed was sending the clips for money, but looks like he was finding himself as well as he delved deeper into kink and creating content.
The chat deletion could have being Nant desperate to erase his path escaping from someone... Or the culprit trying to erase their involvement. Nont only looked into the clean chat with Captain, but there's more info he didn't check.
MAY I ADD HERE: there's a drug storyline that hasn't started yet, but I'm more than certain that Nant also began experimenting with drugs, so that could be another reason.
I hope that answered your questions, dear ✨
Luka ou!
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Found @pandalilymicrofics pianist Pandora x violinist Lily (715 words)
Pandora dreamt of playing the violin as a little girl. It was just her luck that her parents forced her and Evan into piano lessons before they could form full sentences. Now, at 29, a recognized composer with a PhD in organic chemistry, she felt ill just pressing the buzzer to her first violin lesson. She had done her best and made piano her world, but well, the asteroid always comes to hit the dinosaur, doesn’t it?
Bzzz. The speaker blared loudly, a man’s voice shouting right after, “Flat 201, door’s open!”
She tiptoed her way through the empty, checker-floored lobby, clutching the cross on her necklace as she made it to the winding stairs. She’d never seen an apartment building so beautifully run down. Someone— another resident— came down in the creaky, gated elevator that the stairs circled. If Regulus wasn’t on the lease, she would gladly leave the high-rise for this. The door was a bit finnicky, but she could manage.
There were only four flats on the second floor, so she spotted the open door immediately and slipped inside. No one was in the entryway, but she could hear a soft violin melody playing from another room. Whether it was her teacher or not was the question.
“Hello, I’m here for a lesson with Lily Evans!” She called out, and the music came to an abrupt stop. That was her playing, then.
Lily Evans, she assumed, rushed in through the doorway, hand outstretched already. Her long hair was up in a banana clip, overalls cut short with little flowers embroidered into the big pocket. Pandora faltered for a moment. She was even more elegant than the place she lived.
Her teacher’s eyes widened, and she stopped dead in her tracks, “You really are that Pandora Rosier?”
“What?” She blurted out, flustered and very confused. “My name is Pandora, yes.”
“I play for the LSO, at the Barbican Centre!” She marvelled, and she felt her face light up.
“I played there!” She gasped, genuinely unable to stop grinning.
“Don’t I bloody know it, I walk past your plaque every morning,” She grinned back.
“God, I didn’t know people actually noticed it,” She blushed, touching a hand to her burning cheek.
“How could I not? You’re quite the stunner,” She gushed, giving her a once-over.
Pandora came down from her high quickly, sighing out an airy breath. The silence stretched on for a beat too long of the woman just staring at her. She cleared her throat, roughly.
“Um, yeah,” She squeaked, which made her smirk, “So, I usually start my lessons off with an introduction— why you’re here, why I’m here. All of that.”
She nodded, politely, waiting for her to continue.
“My violin’s in the living room, if you want to—” She trailed off, and it only took a beat before she understood.
“Well, I just wanted to try something new,” She spoke on her way into the room Lily directed her to.
“Bored of piano?”
“No, God, no, never. I’ve always loved violin, but I never had the opportunity to learn until now,” She glanced at the antique violin on its stand, at least that’s what it said in the description online.
“Really? That’s the same with piano, for me,” She said, sliding past her to get to her spot on the couch.
“If you wanted— I don’t want to assume, but I could teach you,” She almost jumped at how fast Lily’s head snapped back.
“You would do that?”
“Only if this lesson goes well,” She bet, raising an eyebrow at her.
“That’s a lot of pressure,” The veins in her neck tightened as she swallowed, and Pandora really really hoped she was reading this correctly.
“I think you can handle it,” She flirted, easing back into the plush couch, trying to look cool.
It only took a second before Lily’s hand was outstretched to hers, “Deal.”
A year later, Pandora and her girlfriend performed the sonata they composed together at Barbican Hall. She only played a few parts of the violin, but that didn’t really matter. She had found her new world all the same.
#marauders#the marauders#the marauders era#pandora rosier#lily evans#pandora x lily#pandalily#slytherin skittles#lily evans fanfiction#marauders fanfiction#marauders microfic#lily x pandora#marauders fame au
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The Punk Prince And His Pink Princess P4
(YOU HAVE NO CLUE HOW LONG IT TOOK TO MAKE THESE PICS FIT!!)
PART 1 PART 2 PART 3
CW: Hobie apologizing for his actions and being a simp, A man wearing pink,
Enjoy, this might be the last part of this
Anyways I refuse to word-count this
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He knew he need to find Y/N, but he panicked and stressed and ate one of the cookies she gave him. (HOLY FUCK! I MIGHT BE PUNK BUT THESE COOKIES HAVE MORE HEAT THAN ANY OTHER FOOD I HAVE EATEN!!) While he trusts Gwen, he felt like he should check her dimension. Hobie opened a portal. "Please, don't hate me" he steps through, stepping into the room.
"Y/N..." he steps forward cautiously, scared of angering her. "I know I'm the last person you want to talk to but...." he took a deep breath (be honest Hobie, lying only helps when talking to cops) "I didn't know that was your Dexcom, and I was trying to be light-hearted when saying it was a GPS tracker and calling you fucking dumb" He went to try and sit on the edge of the bed, missing the mattress, his ass hitting the floor.
He stood up quickly, his pride a bit hurt, but the snicker she had let out when he fell made it worth it. Suddenly she spoke, "Im ashamed of my Dexcom, its so bulky, it gets in the way of things, and the people who don't understand make fun of it or look at me with pity thinking it's something bad." she spoke above a whisper. hobies heart cracked a bit "You.... Feel like I embarrassed you?" he asked trying to understand why she was so upset. She nods looking away. Hobie stood tall and said demandingly "Then, embarrass me. Dress me up head to toe in pink, if that helps at all. I know it's not the same, but I really hate pink but ill do it if that's what will help patch this over with us" Y/n stood from her bed and went towards her closet. he got nervous when there was no response "What do you say?" he tried not to let his voice waiver. Y/n let out a dark and scary giggle "I say, you picked the wrong payback method, and now it's time to dress you up like Barbie"
Hobie paused "I fucked up didn't I?" he said softly. Y/n put on a record she called bimboCore. She painted his nails, and picked out the outfit, giggling with glee. It was a pastel watercolor crop top that barely covered his nipples, some pink shorts, pink cat thighs highs, some pink makeup, a white collar with a white and pink bell, then to finish it off some Kandi bracelets. God he fucking hated this, He hated it more when Y/N took a picture with her Polaroid camera. the next few hours at HQ were rough, it even got stone cold Miguel laugh a bit. By hour 4 he was kinda into it, he even took a video yelling "FUCK THE GOVERNMENT AND FUCK GENDER ROLES"
The next day, hobies plan was to kiss Y/N out of retaliation, but when he saw what she wore. He nearly dropped to his knees and started to pray to whatever god was out there thanking them. Y/N had put on a long straight-haired black wig; her clothes were a red and black plaid crop top and matching skirt, there was a black choker, fishnet tights, black platforms, and a black chain purse. To add to it, a red lollipop in her lips. (Holy Fucking Shit, She was already cute but now she is hot! That's not fair you can't be both!!) He walked over and without saying a thing he pulled her into a rough kiss by her collar, she didn't pull away at all she just accepted it leaning into him. "and just for the record" he hummed "I didn't fall for you, you fucking tripped me into your trap"
INSPO FOR THEIR CLOTHES (not exact, but where i got the ideas):
BONUS: HOBIE HELPS REPLACE DEXCOM
*a week later*
"So i need to go slow right? i mean its literally stabbing you and putting a machine on your arm" hobie said. Y/n laughs "NO The faster the better!" He sighs and quickly did the injection on her arm. "okay, now clip this in the plastic, this is the robot part" he takes the part from her scared and was quick to clip it in place. "now we add a cover, Also gwen ordered this weeks sticker as a tribute to last week babe" Y/N showed him a dexcom sticker that said 'GPS' on it. Hobie huffed "Thanks gwen" he muttered
#hobie x y/n#atsv hobie#hobie brown#hobie headcanons#hobie spiderverse#spider man: across the spider verse#spider punk#spiderpunk#spiderverse#across the spiderverse
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JASMINES
Character/s: haitani brothers
Warnings: f!reader, hints of sex, stepcest, fluff, bonten does not exist in this timeline, mature language, all characters are above 18+ as always, poly relationship, and use of pet names. Minors do not interact.
Note: this is for bby aly @riszu 🥺💕 get well soon bby
Synopsis: Taking care of their sick little step-sister is what good brothers do.
WC: 1k
Rain, sunny, pouring rain, and another hot day was an assurance for one to feel unwell due to the constant change of the weather. Believing yourself to be healthy enough to avoid getting the usual colds that were going door to door in the neighborhood, you begrudgingly found yourself lying in bed, sick. Tissues up your runny nose that were drenched with snot that resembled the used condoms sitting in the bin next to your messy desk. A cool patch on your sweaty forehead that was far more uncomfortable than the aftermath of last night’s illicit activities. The regular agenda of heading to the university went down the drain since even the mere thought of making a letter of absence was making your head spin faster than your step-brothers could switch holes. It cemented your fate in staying in bed until you felt better.
Fuck my life.
Thinking back whether you caught the illness during the commute to work, the bedroom door slowly swung open to reveal a mop of purple hued hair cut short, still damp as a towel was hanging loosely on Ran’s shoulder while his own violet irises assessed your exhausted form. The shirt he wore was still unbuttoned while the tie he chose for today sat in his hands.
“You okay?”
“Does it look like I’m fucking okay to you?” you snapped before wincing at how your voice croaked in the end. Throat dry and itchy. Upon realization that you used a harsh tone to address your concerned step-brother, you sighed. “J-just leave me alone and go. No need to feel sorry for me.”
Already used to your cranky self whenever you were sick or your monthly visitor had arrived, your Ran lightly laughed as he made his way closer, sitting on the edge. His hand was cold against your head, touch so soothing that you were almost lulled back to sleep.
“Now why on earth would I leave my darling sister alone while she’s sick, mhm?” Ran softly chuckled, pulling his hand back and crossing his arms across his chest. Those limpid eyes raking your pathetic form. Silently deciding whether he should go to work or stay behind to take care of you. “At least you’re not acting stupid like Rin who still went to class when he could barely stand and was hacking his chest.”
“Fucking heard that, ‘ya know,” Rindou huffed, making his presence known. The ends of his lilac hair tied back while his bangs were clipped back. The furrow of his brows lessened at the sight of you, one quick to rise in question. “What’s wrong with her?”
“She’s got a cold.”
“Yeah?” At the information, Rindou sighed and trudged to your bed. He ignored your protests when he had you move to make more room for his huge stature. “Then why are you rushing around? We had sex last night, she’s now sick so that means it won’t take long before we also start coughing like it’s New Years. Fuck work, I wanna lay down.” Muscled arms wound their way around you, pulling you close to Rindou’s warm chest that had you groaning. “What? Don’t want cuddles from me now, angel?”
“But Rin, it’s already hot—”
“Nonsense.” Nuzzling his chin on the spot between your neck and shoulder, Rindou’s lazy violets met Ran’s annoyed ones. They may not have spoken during the bit where you were whining at the sudden act of affection—one that you were secretly happy for—but it was evident both of them were at conflict on whether who should go out and buy medicine. Sadly for Ran, his younger brother was quick to latch onto you and he’d be heartless to pry you both away. Still, going out of the comforts of the apartment and being out in the rain did not sit well with him. But what choice does he have? “Let’s just stay in bed, yeah? Ran could go buy our medicine, won’t he?”
“Yeah, whatever.” Bending down to press a kiss onto your forehead, Ran smiled down at you. The sight of it had your heart pounding in its ribcage and making your flushed skin even more hot as if he was touching you intimately under broad daylight. “Will be back in a few, ‘kay? If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to ask Rin.”
One nod was all you gave, giggling at Ran side eyeing his brother prior to his exit. Rindou huffed lightly at the action then grinned at you, his left hand caressing your thigh and drawing abstract shapes on the flesh. “Sleep, angel. Don’t let me distract or prevent you from resting. I’ll just be here, ‘kay? Gonna wake you up once Ran’s back.”
Relaxing in his hold, you breathe in the familiar soothing scent of fabric softener and hummed. “You sure you’ll stay at home? I know how having perfect attendance means to you…”
“Nah.” Shaking his head, Rindou’s embrace slightly tightened. “Taking care of you is a priority. Plus, Ran and I did a number on you last night that I thought you got sick because of that—this is the least we can do.”
Snorting at the statement, you stared at the window across you. Raindrops on the glass, the sound of pitter patter a sort of lullaby to have your eyelids fluttering shut. And sleep, you did. In the protective arms of your step-brother who was better company than anyone whom you dated. Wrong it may be, but you didn’t have the strength to tackle or question your relationship with the brothers right now. Probably you never will, enjoying their presence enough not to. And really, they were good to you.
Really good.
Rindou waking you up by pressing kisses all over your face while Ran enters your room with a bouquet of jasmines was proof of that. The sweet scent of the flowers alleviated the weariness off of you momentarily. A bag filled with medicine and other essential stuff placed on the nightstand. Yes, your step-brothers indeed knew how to keep you satisfied.
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My Loki Series Review
I have finally watched the Loki Series...and I regret it tremendously. And since I am in pain I thought it would only be fair for me to subject those who also share my opinion to the pain I am feeling as well! 😁
SO👏
Here...We...Go!
(The Green is dialogue)
(For this to make more sense, it would probably be best to watch the show along side reading this post.)
Loki Series Episode 1 "Glorious Purpose"
I already hate the title.
So I saw someone make a post about how Loki did what he did in order to immediately establish dominance since he was no longer in Thor's shadow. I completely disagree. As Loki said in the first Thor movie, (a line everyone forgets for whatever reason) Loki never wanted the throne. I also think that in a situation like this Loki would lay there and assess the situation before immediately getting up to "Establish dominance". I find it interesting how everyone thinks Loki is opposed to help. He might be skeptical at first, but I'm sure that after a while, once he realizes it's genuine, he'd calm down and except it. Now, lets talk about this, "I am Loki, and I am burdened with a glorious purpose" line. Let's take a look at the origin of this line.
Later followed by...
Loki is ill and hurt in the clips above. He's not saying this because he wants to. He doesn't have a choice. So...not a catchphrase.
After that...everything Loki says and does is just completely OOC and makes no sense. But can we talk about the TVA summary scene? If the TVA is as fragile as they claim then I really hope they have good excuse for Avengers: Endgame, Spiderman: No Way Home, and Doctor Strange: Multiverse of Madness because...most of us know what went down during those movies.😳
The trial scene IMO was the most in character. Loki made a valid point. The Avengers did a lot of damage in Endgame and Loki being punished for escaping seems unfair to me. Also I'm going to need a lot more than, "What they did was suppose to happen. You escaping was not." for me to automatically believe that Loki should be arrested just like that. (Side note: Can we also talk about how this scene clearly highlights how detailed and perceptive Loki is as a character? He knew that the Avengers from Endgame had traveled back in time and were messing with the time-line not because he saw it, or someone told him but because, while being serious injured, he took in his surroundings and was able to identify Tony's cologne in two different places and make the connection! That's insane!)
Sighs deeply The elevator scene...You have no idea how many times I have skipped this scene when it popped up as an ad.🙄
Both Loki and Mobius are wrong in this scene. No. No Loki does not like to talk. This is not the face of a person who never shuts up.
The amount that Loki talks in this scene also does not make any sense either. His behavior is completely OOC.
The following scene literally almost killed me.
M:"Well let's start with a little cooperation...Really? Even when you're wooing someone you intend to betray?" The only people Loki has betrayed are Laufey, Malekith, and Thanos. With both Laufey and Malekith, I wouldn't exactly call it cooperation. They went along with Loki's terms and conditions. Not the other way around. And with Thanos...extreme torture and death were on the line. And is it really cooperation when the person you're supposed to be "cooperating with" you beat for year and not only that, but you're mind controlling the person so they do what you want? Don't think so.
These Black Order lines are killing me! I honestly can't tell if Loki is trying to save face or if the directors just felt like this is something that Loki would say because they watched the Avengers movie, and these lines sound similar to the ones in that movie where Loki was the villain, while simultaneously throwing the fact that Loki was being mind controlled in that movie completely out the window.
M:"Why does someone with so much range just want to rule?" Can we all just take a second to process how dumb this line sounds?! Honestly, this is stupid. This is something that a parent would say to their child who has the potential to go to Harvard but is instead choosing to be a busboy. Can you imagine someone saying, "You have so much potential I don't see why you would want to be the CEO of a massive company". Do you hear how that sounds?!! Not only that, but Loki has already proven the fact (while having a mental breakdown might I add) that he could absolutely do it. The very beginning of Thor: Ragnarok proves that. Also, it's what he was taught to do his whole life? I know he still has almost 4000 years of his life left, but he spent 1000+ years just prepping to be in a position of authority so... it's not like it's going to be easy for him to just throw all that away.
M:"Big metaphor guy! Makes you sound super smart!" L: "I am smart." M:"Okay." Completely Unnecessary dialog. I honestly feel like Loki from 2011 wouldn't have even said anything. He just would have given Mobius the sassiest look. 🤣
So, now we're at the part where Mobius shows Loki footage of his life, and it goes on for a while too, but allow me to just say...this guilt tripping/gaslighting/"Do you enjoy hurting people?" scene literally blows my mind! The directors have just totally forgotten Thanos' existence at this point. I just don't see how there would be any other explanation. Why and how would showing Loki the moments where he lost, which took place not even an hour ago, literally do anything, like at all?! I mean, this guy spent Three Hundred and Sixty Five Days with these people...
Loki at this point has seen the darkest side of the universe! What are a couple of tapes honestly supposed to do?! (If this doesn't explain Loki's behavior in Thor: Dark World IDK what does)
M:"It's funny, for someone born to rule, you sure do lose a lot. You might even say it's in your nature." Allow me to explain why this is inaccurate. A list of Loki's goals and accomplishments.
Loki wanted to delay Thor's coronation. This was successfully executed.
Loki wanted to stop the war Thor started between the Frost Giants and Asgard. This was successfully executed. Not only that, but he had literally ZERO HELP FROM ANYONE, people were also CONSPIRING AGAINST HIM, and he was having a MENTAL BREAKDOWN/IDENTITY CRISIS!
Loki wanted to get away from Thanos alive and hurt as few people as possible. This was successfully executed. You cannot argue with me on this. If Loki REALLY wanted to win like he's claiming in the show, he won't have designed, nor given Selvig the knowledge that the scepter could penetrate the portal and shut it down! Loki's too smart for that even if it's not displayed in the series.
Stopping Malekith and Kurse from plunging the Nine Realms into darkness. Successfully executed. I do not care what anyone says. It is not possible to negate the fact that without Loki, Thor would have died. Same thing goes for Ragnarok.
So...what were you talking about Mobius?
M:"Of eyeballs maybe. Look at that smile. You are enjoying that." If you go back to this scene, it's clear that the person it unharmed because the eye is still moving when it is being projected as a hologram. If the eye had been damaged it obviously would not have worked. Loki is causing a scene, and he's doing it for two reasons. The first and main one being so that he can get the Avengers attention in order to distract and ambush them later. The second reason is that Loki does crave attention. But can you blame him? I just listed all of his accomplishments above and he didn't get recognition for a single one of them! We don't even know what else he did in his previous 1000+ years! Just going off the franchise, I'm sure things probably looked similar to what we've seen so far though. People on Asgard are always so ready to lift Thor up and shove Loki as deep as possible into any dirty gutter they find and are more than happy to leave him there until he claws his way out so that he can yet again try to prove his worth. They don't help him out of the gutter even when they need him, and you can completely forget saying thank you! As a matter of fact, they manage to find excuse to blame him instead! They do it here in this scene in Thor 1!
M:"You're really good at doing awful things, and then just getting away." Um...didn't...didn't you just show him getting caught by the Avengers? And he gets caught in Thor 1...and at the beginning of Thor: Dark World...and at the beginning of Ragnarok, and he didn't even do anything bad! These people put no thought into this script.🤦♀️
I have nothing to say about the "lost bet to Thor" scene other than it being the dumbest thing Marvel has ever wasted their money on. It's almost worse than the Ragnarok snake story and that made even less sense. Loki from 2011 does not look like a person who would be stupid enough to make a bet with Thor. It's more likely that he was forced into it if anything.
L:"I was just standing up to make a point." M:"I'm sorry, go ahead." L:"It won't be as meaningful now!" More unnecessary dialog, and Loki's literally whining in this scene. 🙄
M:"All I seek is a deeper understanding of the fearsome God of Mischief." We'll...we'll come back to this later.
L:"How, you all parade about as if you're the divine arbiters of power in the universe." M:"We are." I'll get to what's wrong with this line later.
Why is he being so cartoonishly expressive? Put your arms down!
L:"I'll kill you!" M:"What like you did your mother?" LOKI 👏DID 👏NOT 👏KILL 👏HIS 👏MOTHER! WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP SAYING HE DID?! All he did was show Kurse how to get out of the cells! Frigga was miles away in the castle you can watch the scene! Kurse only killed her because Malekith knew that she knew where Jane/the Aether was and Frigga didn't give it too him or tell him! Stop blaming Loki for things he was miles away from and had literally NOTHING to do with!!
M:"You weren't born to be king, Loki. You were born to cause pain, and suffering, and death. That's how it is, that's how it was, that's how it will be." This sounds VERY familiar! I already talked about this scene here. But to give you a short summary, Odin basically said the literal exact same thing to Loki at the beginning of Thor: Dark World when Loki was being sentenced. All the fans wanna slam Odin but make fan art of Mobius even if they equally toxic to Loki.🙄
I really do not understand how Loki could take his hand after he just spit all of that in his face. I really don't.
Okay...let's talk about this Infinity Stones joke/situation. This is not funny. At all. Everyone here is a fan of at least one Avenger or Guardian of the Galaxy or someone in the MCU including/beside Loki. Every single person in the MCU fought tooth and nail for those Infinity Stones. EVEN THANOS! We had to sit and watch every single hero we love either die or have them be emotionally destroyed for 5 years because they lost a loved one. There are characters that we'll NEVER see again because of the fight for these 6 stones! I have ZERO idea what the directors were thinking when they put that scene in the show but it was NOT funny in the slightest. It honestly really hurt my feelings. The thought of them going through all of that for almost nothing! Even Loki looks heart broken to discover this information. And what made it worse was the fact that in the last episode (which we'll get to later) and the MoM they basically make it clear that they put that scene in for literally no reason. It was only to cast a temporary illusion in order to get both Loki and the viewers to believe that there were some beings and some place that were more powerful than the Infinity Stones. Even though if you go back and watch the scene in Infinity War where Wong explains the Stones, it completely negates that being possible since the Stones existed before the TVA! ("At the dawn of the Universe, there was nothing. Then, boom. Big Bang sent six elemental crystals hurtling across the virgin Universe. These infinity Stones each controlled and essential aspect of existence...") In famous the words of Tony Stark, "I'm sorry, what were you lying?"
OG Loki would have never given up that easily after getting out. Loki is someone who does not let his emotions drive him. He let's them guide him and be the spearhead of his plans not cause him to quit and give up! If that was the case, Asgard would have fallen back in Thor 1!
Loki watching these scenes...*Sighs deeply* Just...just refer to what I said above. Not only that but I stated my biggest problem with this scene here already. In short, this is not the full picture. You could almost argue that these clips were hand picked so that Loki looked bad to the audience, and Loki would feel bad.
What I am also trying to figure out is why Loki seems surprised that Thanos lied. My headcanon is that in Avengers 1 Loki honestly lost on purpose. He had every chance to kill the Avengers and just never took it. Also, why are they trying so hard to make it look like Loki joined Thanos' side willingly? In the gifs above and throughout the whole movie (and the Thor 1 end credit scene) Loki looks like he is in severe pain. At the start of the movie he's clearly hanging by a thread. So like I said, not sure why they're pushing this whole "alliance with Thanos" thing.
Again with this "Glorious Purpose" line! Please stop!🤦♀️
L:"I can't go back, can I? Back to my timeline." This is something I have questions about that they just totally fail at clearing up. What exactly does "resetting the timeline" consist of? They tell you what happens if they don't do it but they never entirely explain what happens when they do. Clearly Loki does not get replaced since at the beginning of the episode we hear Thor calling for Loki. Which means that everyone notices that Loki is gone. So...if Loki, who is vital for that timeline's survival based on other movies, is gone wouldn't that mean the timeline totally just falls apart? Asgard doesn't even survive the next movie without Loki. They can call Loki a mistake all they want but that means Thor dies in The Dark World and the Nine Realms are plunged into darkness. Asgard in the very first Thor movie wouldn't have even made it! Thor would've become king without someone to postpone the coronation, and we all know that the Thor in that movie would have made a terrible king! This is what I call "Marvel having hours to include important details but choosing not too". And in this case thy chose to fill it with completely unnecessary dialogue. 🙄
My assumption is that they mean erasing the memory of anyone who saw them I guess? I don't know. Leave a comment if you understand. 🤷♀️
"L: I don't enjoy hurting people...I do it because I have to, because I've had to." "M: Okay, explain that to me." "L: Because it's part of the illusion. It's the cruel, elaborate trick conjured by the weak to inspire fear." " M: A desperate play for control." Let me start by saying, I know OG Loki would have dropped dead before admitting this to a stranger he's barely know for a few hours. Most importantly though Marvel almost had it! They messed up at the illusion part. It's not an illusion. Loki does it in order to survive. He's spent 1000+ years in a world of kill or be killed. If Loki didn't hurt/kill Laufey or Malekith Asgard wouldn't exist. If he didn't hurt the Avengers that axe place over his head by The Other would have come down in the most antagonizing slow and painful way possible. Loki doesn't have a choice. It's not control he's after, its freedom.
M:"You do know yourself." Y'all I think I found Frigga's brother.🤣🙄
L:"A villain." M:" That's not how I see it." Okay, sure Mobius. Watch this change in like 2 minutes.
"Even and Infinity Stine is useless here." Refer to above please.
M:"Listen, I can't offer you salvation, but maybe I can offer you something better." Yeah, because why would anyone want to be freed from all their sins (That can easily be argued against and are too questionable to even be label as "sins" IMO) when they can be put in an ugly uniform and work for a group of people who give less of a crap about you than your family, and literally just kidnapped, gaslit, and abused you because they are too dumb to catch another version you. Sounds like a dream. 🙃
Loki Series Episode 2 "The Variant"
When I first saw this episode I thought they had gotten the date wrong!🤣
In the first episode the music was okay. But after this episode...it makes me want to tear out my eardrums.🤦♀️🤮
I hate Miss Minutes voice with a burning passion. Just though you should know.
B-15, honey... DO NOT CALL MY BABY A COSMIC MISTAKE!!😡😡
Loki explaining his powers is the best part of this episode. The only problem is how it's presented. They make him look like a know-it-all. Everyone in the scene looks annoyed and like they want him to shut up. And so if that's how everyone in the scene looks and feels guess who also is going to feel that way. The Audience.
L:"Well, I'll have my magic back. Is no one concerned about that?" B-15: "Of what?" L:"Me betraying you?" *Sighs deeply* Yes, this line is absolutely in character because Loki would of course let them know his plans to ditch them before even getting out of the TVA. 🙄🙃
L:"Reset charges prune the affected radius of a branched timeline, allowing time to heal all its wounds. Which by the way sounds like a nice way of saying disintegrate everything in its vicinity." This AGAIN does not explain what happens after you take a person from a timeline! Or even what happens to the people in the timeline!
Loki getting cut off for the 95246783th time.
Loki's explanation as to what the "Variant" is planning could have worked if he for starters didn't insult them, and second DIDN'T TELL THEM BEFORE HE GOT THERE THAT HE WAS PLANNING ON RUNNING WAY!!
R:"This Variant is...Insubordinate, stubborn, unpredictable." Let me start by saying that none of these traits are being shown at all in the series. People also only use these words when they don't know Loki as a character/person, so none of this is surprising. Also IMO these words more so describe Thor if you ask me. I personally would not call someone who stops a war for the better sake of their continent, insubordinate. I would not call someone who is willing to follow a literal idiot into war, stubborn. And I would not call someone who has literally just told you their plan two times now, unpredictable. But...okay.
R:"But Loki is an evil, lying scourge." Ravonna, I let you slide during the "trial"...BUT I WILL SMACK THAT SORRY EXCUSE OF A PONYTAIL OUT OF YOUR HEAD IF YOU CALL MY BABY THAT AGAIN!
M:"Is that possible? He can change?" Mobius, you don't even believe that line, and I'm going to prove it in the next few minutes.
M:"Luckily, he believes in himself enough for the both of us. And, hey, if it doesn't work, I'll delete him myself. He's really arrogant." Just...why? Literally all of this is wrong. They clearly don't know that the guy they're talking about has such low self-esteem that he literally tried to kill himself a YEAR AGO!
*sighs deeply* Why is he moving so much? WHY!
M:"What happened to the guy I met on the elevator? Who didn't like to talk. Remember him? Now I'm stuck with this guy who won't stop yacking away about what makes a Loki tick!" L:"What? Isn't that precisely why I'm here?" M:"No. I don't care what makes you tick. You're here to help me catch the superior version of yourself. That's it!" I am literally so mad right now. I told you I would prove the fact that Mobius doesn't think Loki can change. He doesn't even care! Someone tell me this is not the guy who in the last episode said these words, "All I seek is a deeper understanding of the fearsome God of Mischief." AND THEN HE GOES AND SPITS WHAT'S ABOVE IN HIS FACE! ARE YOU KIDDING!? It gets worse though. This line "You're here to help me catch the superior version of yourself. That's it!" let's you know that they didn't even have a REAL REASON to even bring Loki to the TVA! They're just as bad as the Asgardians, if not worse! Loki is only there for them to use and abuse that's it! They can't do THEIR jobs properly so of course they have to go and get Loki because he, while not knowing the TVA even exist, is the only person who can help them. Classic! This is literally just a repeat of Thor: Dark World. Gaslight Loki while he's at his worse so that, even though he AGAIN has nothing to do with the situation WHAT SO EVER, he can help us. I AM SO DONE! WHY CAN'T THEY JUST LEAVE MY BABY ALONE!
M:"I believed, stupidly, that insecure need for validation would motivate you to find the killer. Not 'cause you care about the TVA mission or bein' a hero, but because you know this Variant is better than you and can't take it." I am beyond ready to burn the TVA to the ground myself at this point. I don't see how Loki's insecure need for validation would be fulfilled by and occupation that you just told him he basically has nothing to do with what so ever. The only thing that can fill it is Odin, we know along with Loki at this point that that's not happening. Also Loki as already proven to be the hero multiple times. Finally, given the fact that we all already know who the Variant is, she is NO WHERE close to Loki's level of superiority! At all!
L:"I mean it is adorable that you think you could possibly manipulate me." Unbeknownst me, somehow he already has. 🤦♀️
L:"I'm ten steps ahead of you. I've been playing a game of my own all along." M:"What, charm your way in front of the Time-Keepers, hustle them, and seize control of the TVA? Am I getting warm? A double cross by history's most reliable liar." I am face palming so hard it's not even funny. The start of the line is the worst part. If we look back at how Loki has always handled his enemy, nothing even remotely close to this comes out of his mouth, ever. Ever! And how his face drops, OMG help me please. OG Loki could be in excruciating pain, and you wouldn't even know it!
M:"A, because I see a scared little boy, shivering in the cold. And you kinda feel bad for that ice runt. Or B, I just wanna catch this guy, and I'll tell you whatever I need to tell you." L: "I don't need your sympathy." "Good, 'cause I'm running out of it." This line causes me to be confused as to why people think Mobius is a "good friend to Loki". Really why they think Mobius is good just in general. If the people who say that have friends I truly feel sorry for them. Everything I just quoted let's you know that Mobius does not care about Loki AT ALL. And Mobius never had any sympathy. It was all a lie.
The amount of expression is killing me...I'm dying.
Here's a few things. First, if Loki starts crying over this nightmare continent of people who never cared about him, abused him, AND tried to kill him, I'm gonna lose it. Second, the file says, "Total planetary destruction". Why is this a problem? You can go back and look at every Thor movie in the MCU and Asgard is clearly not a planet. I just said above that it's a continent. They got this wrong in Thor: Ragnarok too. And lastly...Asgard's population is only 9,719 people? That's it? Japan's population in 2012 was 127.6 million people and its not even a continent! Human beings don't live nearly as long as gods. You would think that this would be a main point towards why Asgard should be more populated. Maybe there are laws in place to prevent baby booms? Although given how much they go to war a baby boom might honestly be helpful. 🤷♀️
I don't...why is he moving his hands so much. Loki is not a hand talker. I have really nothing to say about the "Salad scene" other than I hated it of course. And that there is a mistake in the script. Loki says, "I could, let's say, push the Hulk off of the Rainbow Bridge." If you go back and watch the scene (don't worry, I completed the painful duty of doing it for you, you're welcome) where Loki looks at his future, we never actually see Hulk in the shot where he, Thor, and Valkyrie are preparing to fight Hela on the Rainbow Bridge. So...how exactly does Loki know that the Hulk was even there? 😳
L:"I'd never stab anyone in the back. That's such a boring form of betrayal." M: "Loki, I've studied almost every moment of your entire life. You've literally stabbed people in the back, like, 50 times." L: "Well, I'd never do it again, because it got old." M:"Okay." I have already gone over this. Check out these links (How Loki Was Poorly Parented {@nikkoliferousand and @youlackconviction did and excellent job with this post} No Loki Has Not Stabbed People in the Back Like 50 Times) because I'm too lazy to retype it, lol. But basically none of this is true and all of this is wrong. Also, if Mobius really studied Loki's life like he claims, he just made himself look like and terrible person for multiple reasons listed in the links above.😁 But just to list a few, I guess Mobius must of missed the fact that everyone around Loki treats him like garbage for literally no reason, and that he attempted suicide, and that he was tortured by Thanos. He really does mean "almost" huh?
L:"Okay, look, you don't trust me, you can trust one thing. I love to be right." Oh boy. Please refer to the image of 2011 Loki above. Loki is not the kind of person who pride themself on being right. Or really on anything for that matter. In conclusion, the directors don't know Loki's character. But we already knew that!
I really don't understand why Loki is getting so excited by this. Especially given the fact that Loki doesn't seen to enjoy violence that much if at all. I also don't understand why he is being so loud. This is suppose to be the guy who would appear from behind a pilar and then as silent as possible, walk into a room.
I hate this Pompeii scene so much.
I wish someone could convince me of the fact that Loki, who has had to be on guard his whole life because he never knew when he would be attacked or by who, even his so called "friends", would fall asleep in a foreign territory and in front of someone who just verbally abused him. I really wish someone could. 🙃
OMG it's the scene that gave birth to countless fanart...MOBIUS AND HIS JET SKI!!🥰🥰😍😍
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"Odin, God of the Heavens." They👏 keep👏 getting👏 this 👏wrong👏. Asgard👏 is👏 not👏 heaven👏. Valhalla👏 is👏. They literally say it in the first movie! I have to say, I love how they just completely throw both evolution and religion out the window. 🙃🙄 (No offence to anyone who doesn't believe in either. I'm just making a point.) Them and this "glorious purpose" line! 😡😡
M:"Why is it that the people you can't trust are always saying, 'Trust me'?" You know, Loki's lines in this shot were actually good...and then Mobius ruined it.
L:"Me, I presume." S:"Please. If anyone's anyone, you're me." Their smiles in this scene are almost cringer than the dialogue . 🙄
L:"Enchantment is a clever trick. Cowardly, a bit amateur-ish, but clever." Spoilers: If you've already seen the show you know what's wrong with this. Later it's mentioned that Loki doesn't know how to enchant people but if that's true then how does he know what Sylvie is doing? If he's never done it before how does he know what it looks like? Proof that Loki didn't even need the scepter to mind control people in Avengers! As much as this show tries to prove other wise Loki is in fact very powerful and skilled.
L:"God. Now I understand why Thor found this so annoying." Two thing wrong with this scene. First, Loki's lack of patience. The second thing is the scene I believe they are refencing.
This is again, another memory that was not shown when Loki was looking at the future events of his life. We the audience know that this happened, but Loki does not. Unless they are trying to say that Loki has done this before to Thor. But IMO, please refer to the two pictures of Loki from 2011 above and tell me that that is someone who would choose to annoy Thor. Knowing how short his temper is.
How Tom says "schedule" in this scene! I'm dying! 🤣
S:"You really do love to hear yourself talk." L:"You're the first person to tell me that." No, no she's not. Is the air in the TVA giving Loki brain damage or did Waldron forget this whole scene, M:"I'm taking you somewhere to talk...Because we both know you love to talk. Talkie-talkie." do I need to say anything else.
I...am having a very hard time believing how easily Loki is being manhandled in this scene. I really am. For one, Loki is 525 pounds. He's HEAVY! And for two...
(I did not make this so all credit goes to the author...who ever they are)
So, how the creators of this show expect me to believe that Loki is able to be tossed around like a ragdoll by someone who looks like they eat McDonalds everyday and has never been to a gym in their life, I have no idea. AND we're talking about an average human (Some might even say below average😒). Not a super soldier. Logically, this shouldn't even be possible.
L:"I would never treat me like this." Honey, not even a year ago you tried to kill yourself, let's not go there.
Back to the manhandling Loki paragraph above...it guess worse. Can we talk about Loki wrestling with this basically below average human. Apparently the directors didn't know that this, "Superhuman Strength: Loki, without the aid of anything, through his own biology, possesses superhuman strength that is substantially superior to that of an average Asgardian female or male. He possesses sufficient physical strength to lift up to 50 tons." (Fandom is my source) HE CAN LIFT 100,000 POUNDS! WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THIS SCENE??!!!
Now the argument could be made that the enchantment that Sylvie placed on them could enhance their strength. My only problem with that would be that there is zero indication of that happening. And enhanced strength is not an added effect of mind control. Clearly, the directors just wanted to make Loki look bad. Jokes on them since all of Loki's background information is all over the internet.
His hair is killing me in this scene.
S:"This isn't about you." First, EW IT'S SYLVIE! Second, um the title of the show is literally called "Loki" so...it kind of is.
Loki Series Episode 3 "Lamentis"
Right off the bat, of course Sylvie's fighting skills look amazing compared to Loki's! What a shocker! 🙃🙄
S:"Have you really got nothing else better to do?" This is some of the dumbest dialogue I have ever heard in my life. NO SYLVIE HE DOESN'T! HE WAS JUST KIDDNAPPED AND FORCE TO WORK FOR A BUNCH OF PEOPLE WHO DON'T CARE ANYTHING ABOUT HIM WITH NO WAY TO GET BACK TO HIS TIMELINE! WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THIS?! A dumb one clearly. Is this chic that self-involved?!
S:"You're in my way." L:"You are my way." *Aggressively Sighs deeply* Please refer to what was just stated above. 🤦♀️
Two things, I wish he would stop with this hair flip thing. It's not sexy and at this point it's honestly super annoying. Again, refer to what was stated above in episode 2 regarding Loki's fighting skills in this show.
L:"By the way, I thought you wanted me dead." S:"I don't know where you hid that TemPad, but if you blow up, it blows up, and then I end up blown up." ??? Did he seriously just ask that?! Obliviously! What? Did he just suddenly think that because they were in danger she cared. She literally was just trying to kill him!
L:"So we're a team now?" S:"Oh, God, no!" Two things wrong with this. Why is Loki so insistent on teaming up with her? Loki doesn't form "teams" with people. Especially not ones he's just met! He keeps to himself because he knows that the only person he can truly rely on is himself. (If someone tries to logic me that Sylvie is himself in the comments I will block them.) And what part of what she said sounded like she wanted to team up with him?! Also, the literally are gods so where is this "Oh, God, no!" line coming from? I've read fanfics with better and more well thought out dialogue! 🤦♀️
S:"Didn't need your help!" L:"You're so weird!" Please refer to the paragraph above. Also, no dialogue is needed here. They should be focused on running not filling every scene with commentary. It's not even necessary in this scene!
They had to have a scene in this show where Loki is completely naked so we know how in shape he is. I also put in how physically advanced Loki is in the previous paragraphs so...why are they, or more specifically he, breathing so hard? We don't even see this in other movies where he fights for who knows how long. He's severely hurt in Avengers, and we don't even see him this out of breath!!
Sylvie's attempt at enchanting Loki looks so awkward. Like, why do some many people view this as romantic? Honestly, this scene is weird.
L:"Listen, neither of us is getting off this rock if we can't get that TemPad on." S:"Where do you have it hidden?" L:"In my heart." S:"Well, then, I'll cut it out." In my heart...is he...being serious right now? This dialogue is going to be the death of me.
S:"You're full of it because you need me to get that recharged. That's the only reason you saved me out there." L:"Mabye. Yeah. I mean, sure. That too." Either Sylvie is not paying attention or she thinks he's been lying about teaming up and forming a truce for the last 10 minutes now. This line is so OOC for Loki's character it honestly hurts so much.
L:"So, what's the plan?" S:"There's a town near here. And can you shut up? Just because I have to work with you doesn't mean I wanna hear your voice." First of all, that was actually a good question if you disregard the fact that Loki asking it was completely OOC given the fact that his quick planning abilities is one of the main skills that define Loki as a character. And compared to every other scene so far in this show, he's really not talking that much in this scene. IDK why the writers and directors are trying to make it look like Loki is a character who never shuts up. You can look at every other movie he's been in and determine that isn't true.
L:"All right, well...Slow down, Variant." Please reference Loki's physical capabilities, capacities and traits above and allow me to add the fact that Loki is supposedly 6 foot 4 so...keeping up with her shouldn't be this hard.
S:"Yeah? What exactly makes a Loki a Loki?" L:"Independance, authority, style." Oh yeah, well as much as this may apply to OG Loki, you and your potato sack of an outfit are not representing any of those things right now, so you might wanna rethink your answer Larry!
S: "So, naturally you went to work for the boring, oppressive time police." L:"I don't work for them. I'm a consultant." Loki never joined the TVA willingly that's worth pointing out. But yes, for the first couple of episodes, mostly episode 2, he was working for them. And, how is he supposed to be a consultant when no one is even interested in hearing anything he has to say? How many times has this guy been told to shut up in the past 2 going on 3 episodes? I've honestly lost count.
L:"It's looks like everyone already fled." No! Really? How did you figure that out? Maybe it has something to do with the abandon looking buildings you're literally surrounded by and the fact that there's no one in sight. What is this now, Dora the Explorer?🙄
L:"How long do we have?" S:"Twelve hours or so. Things down here are only going to get worse." I love how Sylvie just knows this off the top of her head. And no duh hun! You literally said that a moon was about to crash into the planet and that every location on the TemPad is an apocalypse! Did they expect for thing to just randomly get better for literally no reason?!
Did he just point to a neon sign and ask if it was a potential power source? I'm so done.
Loki's first line when they come to the house, if you'll so call it, in the middle of nowhere was actually in character. But it was ruined when he decided to pose as the husband of the owner of the house. This was dumb for two reasons. The first being that if you look at the photo, they don't look highly affectionate towards each other. Heck, they don't even look happy, affectionate is a real step. The second reason, is that Loki doesn't know this man so behaving like him is not an option. This isn't like that Thor: Dark World scene where Loki changes his appearance repeatedly. Note that he knows the behaviors and personalities of all of those people so posing as them would be easy. This is not the case in this scene.
The thing I find most interesting about this Lamentis place is how everyone here is human even though this clearly is not Earth. I guess they were too lazy to consider the fact that not every planet has humans on it, and they only went as far as to change the fashion slightly.
Why are all of Loki's plans so bad. He disguises himself as a guard while having no idea how the process works, and, for whatever reason, he's changed is voice to sound robotic even if the other guards are clearly talking normal and it's completely unnecessary.
I hate this supposed-to-be heart-to-heart scene. They just go though such in depth and emotionally deep topics like it's surface level stuff and it really bothers me. They're talking about stuff that was the literal main plot of two movies and what pretty much shaped phase 2 of the MCU like it's nothing! They also look so constipated it's not even funny.
L:"She was the kind of person you'd want to believe in you." S:"Sounds like she does." Actually, I'm pretty sure Frigga gave up on Loki when he found out he was adopted. @nikkoliferous and @youlackconviction do a great job of explaining why here.
L:"So, where'd you learn to do the...You know, the...Whatever this is?" S:"I taught myself." L: "You taught yourself that magic?" S:"Yeah, I did." Enchantment. He's talking about enchanting people. How did he forget what it's called? He literally called her out on it when she was trying to do it to him earlier in the episode. I also find it hard to believe that Loki just had everything taught to him. OG Loki is a huge book worm and has an insatiable lust for knowledge. His magical talents are also no secret. I wouldn't be the least bit surprised to find out that the majority of he can do came from self-teaching.
Not a soul on this planet can convince me that Loki would become intoxicated in a life or death situation. (Also, how did Loki even become intoxicated? They're drinking champagne, and he's a god. It should have almost no effect on his system.) And again with this place being so similar to Earth, it's weird. Guardians of the Galaxy and Thor: Ragnarok proves that every planet has its differences. What's going on with this place?
Maybe love is hate? It's like Waldron was trying to be poetic and failed miserably. The definition of love is an intense feeling of deep affection. The definition of hate is intense or passionate dislike. The two are antonyms of each other so this makes absolutely no sense.
S:"Must of been would-be-princesses or perhaps, another prince." L:"A bit of both." I've already addressed my opinion regarding Loki's sexuality on my blog here (and other places if you look). In short, I don't think Loki is bisexual for a multitude of reasons, the main one being the fact that Asgard is basically stuck in Medieval times. And I know someone is going to make the argument that Valkyrie is gay, but I refuse to except any Thor related Marvel content after Thor: Dark World as canon. And if they really wanted Valkyrie to be and LGBTQ+ character, they would have scripted her better like they did with Phastos in Eternals.
How hard Loki is struggling to come up with his personal meaning of is baffling to me. He's known for his sharp tongue and quick wit this shouldn't be taking so long!
I have a relatively similar opinion about seeing Loki naked as I do him singing on the train. It's something I want to see and hear, really I do. They just didn't go about it the right way at all. He shouldn't have his close force off of him, and he shouldn't be singing in a situation where letting his guard down could possibly get him killed. Tom is an amazing singer but...wrong place, wrong time.
Sylvie's face! 🤣
The Loki version of the "Another!" scene from Thor 1 I don't think needs to be discussed. It's OOC. That's it.
The "Love is Like A Dagger" metaphor actually makes sense to me given the understanding I have of his character. Love is something that in Loki's life has been used against him and nearly gotten him killed multiple now. I lost track of how much he's done for his abusers and gotten nothing but pain and scorn in return. No matter how much Loki wants to believe that his family loves him, after everything they've done to him, it's no surprise that he can't even try to except the words that are being spoken to him as genuine. (Example)
And because the objective of the show is to make Loki look stupid, of course to Sylvie this makes no sense, and she completely ruins it. Also the amount of metaphors Loki uses in this show is truly hysterical. You can not expect me to believe that anyone on Asgard, with their minuscule brains, would have the patience to listen to Loki drag on and on with countless metaphors. They lose their patience with him the second he steps into a room! Don't get me started on how they react when he talks! They're beyond done with him at that point!
You know...this train fight scene would have not been that bad if A. I wasn't expected to believe that Loki could throw a dagger that badly and B. I wasn't expected to believe that a couple of ordinary humans could pick up someone who was a quarter of a ton and let themselves be thrown out of a train.
I'm struggling to understand where Sylvie shippers stand because the only thing Sylvie cares about is herself, and her end goal. Loki just got chucked out of a train and the only reason she goes after him is for the TemPad. How romantic.🙄
Again with the hair flip!😡
I struggle to believe that Loki would be as careless as to destroy their only chance of surviving an apocalypse. Really, I do, and by this point in this post you should already know why.
Yes, sit directly next to someone who now has absolutely no reason to keep you alive. This is also the part of the show where Loki's presences serves no purpose what so ever and if Sylvie killed him it wouldn't matter at all.
L:"You know, I don't think I've ever walked this much in my life." Given how many adventures he's gone on with Thor, how much fighting Loki has done over the course of a millennium, and how large Asgard's palace is alone this statement I find incredibly hard to believe.
I'm so done this character, because he's not my Loki, it's not even funny. Am I really expected to believe that Loki doesn't know how enchantment works? He has the ability to preform astral projection and telepathy. HOW WOULD HE NOT KNOW HOW ENCHANTMENT WORKS IT'S BASICALLY JUST A COMBINATION OF THE TWO?!
S:"Do we trust each other?" L:"We do and you can." Another deep and genuinely emotional conversation summed up in a couple of lines. *Sighs deeply* As a bookworm this is literal torture.
I love how they know they only have 5 minutes yet proceed to stand there. 🙃🙄🤦♀️
Two things, the music that plays after the arc is blown up is so out-of-context it's dumb and how Sylvie just walks away and leave Loki there is just selfish. They ran through all of that and she's not even fazed by the fact that he could still be attacked or hit by something. Nope, she just walks away.
Loki Series Episode 4 "The Nexus Event"
My biggest problem with this show, and many other people who share my opinion think this as well, is how much it focuses on Sylvie and not Loki. This show is poorly written in general as you all have already seen above. But just go back and look at any Marvel movies from phase 1 or Spiderman: Homecoming. Any OG character movie really (except Thor 1 we all know that movie was really about Loki) and see if there are any side characters that have a full back story scene. I'll save you the trouble. THEY DON'T! THERE ARE NO SCENES! Why? BECAUSE IT'S NOT ABOUT THE SIDE CHARACTER! The show is literally called Loki, and we take up the first few minutes of the episode with a back story about Sylvie and her childhood when it should be Loki's childhood we're seeing! And yes, I am focusing on the fact that the writing is poor given that it is not about the title character vs the TVA kidnapping Sylvie as a poor innocent child, sue me.🙄
Yay! Another scene of pure emotional constipation!
S:"...the TVA showed up, erased my reality, and took me prisoner." What I think is dumb is how we are on episode 4 out 6 and NOW we learn what happens when the TVA show up and "resets" a timeline. "Rest" isn't even the right word, they completely erase the timeline from all existence. So if the person even wanted to go back to their timeline they couldn't. I really don't understand why it took them so long to explain that. 🙄 What I also have an issue with is how in this scene, again, we waste time learning about Sylvie's backstory, even though she's a side character, instead of Loki and the show is supposed to be about him not her.
B-15: "Leaping across time, planning their next massacre." I love how B-15 says this line like it's just a hobby that everyone named Loki enjoys participating in. Not because it's necessary to protect the people they care about but because it's fun. That's the only reason.
S:"Do you think that what makes a Loki a Loki is the fact that we're destined to lose?" I've already talked about how when Loki plans literally anything in the MCU he's always executed it successfully. Even if from a different perspective he looks like he's lost but in all actuality he's won.
L:"You were just a child when the TVA took you, but you nearly took down the organization that claims to govern the order of time. You did it on your own. You had rings around them. You're amazing!" Interesting how we're suppose to praise Sylvie after this line. but my biggest problem is how he says "nearly" which means she didn't do it, and her 1000+ years of effort put towards trying to do it has ultimately amounted to nothing. Compared to Loki on the other hand who, by this point, successfully stopped war and prevented the king of Asgard from being murdered while defenseless, and while having everyone conspire against him, and be going through a mental breakdown/identity crisis and outsmarted the most power crazy being in the galaxy, while giving the people who are going to fight said power crazy being, a 101 course on the power of the Infinity Stones and their existence. This is not including the fact that in the future Loki saves Asgard not once, but two more times! I frankly am not impressed with Sylvie in the slightest.
I don't know why they're holding hands. I don't care that its the end of the world it's still weird. They barely even know each other.
@youlackconviction did a comparison post regarding Loki being taken prisoner in this scene vs other ones and it never occurred to me that him struggling is OOC until she pointed it out so here's this. The difference is painful.
Hate this dialogue soooooooooo much.
L:"By the way, I should have an equal amount of security. This is insulting!" Interesting how that is his biggest concern in this scene, but he does have a point. If you clicked on the link where Loki is shown being taken captive in both Avengers and Thor: Dark World, the amount of security he has is impressive. But it's necessary. Loki is dangerous and no one is skipping over that fact. In Thor: Dark World, he's being escorted by Asgardian guards and he's in chains. The fact that the guards are escorting is already enough since they are closer in matching in him strength. But they have him in chains, on basically every part of his body, as well. Loki is not someone to be messed with. I'm only gonna say this one more time I promise, but they cannot convince me that Loki could be dragged literally anywhere but a couple of humans. That's it. I'm done. Last time.
Now, if someone would have said what Mobius had just said to Loki, my morals and values would have flown out the window. I would have just let his butt choke and die on the lies he's being feed. End of story. I have and issue when people don't show any appreciation towards me and the things I do for them, let alone spit garbage like that in my face! No thank you!🤣
All I have to say about Loki being thrown in a time loop is that...I've hated Sif since the first movie. This only makes my hate for her character increase in ten fold.
I'm done with the hair flipping. This is my last comment about it.
L:"I remember exactly what I did after that. I went and had a nice, hot bath and a glass of wine, and I never thought about it again, because it was just a bit of fun." I would like to join Loki in that bath, just saying. Loki not Larry to be clear. First of all, getting kneed in the groin hurts severely if you are a man. It can hurt too as a female in the right spot but as a guy...I'm impressed with how quickly he got up. Second, I've read fanfics about Loki being a trickster and enjoying playing pranks on people but Thor 1, Thor: Dark World, and this scene just prove how little patience anyone (royal staff included) had on Asgard when it came to Loki. It was basically none. They have zero tolerance when it comes to him so I'm sure pranks were completely off the table. OG Loki also kept more to himself and I highly doubt that he would even be interested in playing pranks on people anyway. Lastly, my headcanon is that it was actually Thor and the Warriors 3 who played the prank on Sif and just blamed it on Loki. I'm not saying this because I don't like Thor, I'm saying it because the past movies can support my theory. Thor screws up, and Loki takes the fall for it. We've seen it multiple times now.
It's killing me how he's not even attempting to fight back, and he's just letting it happen. Also, given the amount of times Sif keeps kneeing him, I hope he wasn't planning on having kids because that's not going to be an option by the time she's done. 😬
Here's a little treat regarding this scene...
I'm not even going to go into detail about this conversation between Ravonna and Mobius. All I have to say is that they need to stop belittling Loki and acting like he's nothing but a pushover. Countless movies have already proved that he's not, so this needs to stop.
B-15:"Aren't you suppose to be interrogating your Variant pet?" DO NOT CALL MY BEAUTIFUL BABY A PET YOU GULLIBLE PIECE OF TRASH!!
L:" I'm a horrible person. I get it. I really am. I cut off your hair because I thought it'd be funny. And it's not. I crave attention...because I'm...I'm a narcissist. And I suppose it's...It's because I'm scared of being alone." Sif:" You are alone and you always will be." *Sighs deeply* I don't...I don't understand what exactly these directors are trying to do. My theory is that, besides this being poorly written, they're trying to play mind games with the audience. They know that there are enough viewers who are not like the people I follow, or the ones taking out the time to read this ridiculously long post. This show isn't for the people who are willing to spend years breaking apart every single detail of Loki's character. It's not for the people who are doing what the TVA claim to be doing. Analyzing and reanalyzing and re-reanalyzing every piece of dialoged, every facial expression, every action, every decision Loki makes. Tirelessly. Enjoyably. This show is for the people who know Loki is a fictional character in the MCU and he's Thor's brother, and he's the bad guy/anti-hero. That's it. That's as far as it goes. Nothing more nothing less. What they do in this scene is they give you both negative and positive pieces. The negative pieces, "I'm a horrible person." "I cut off your hair because I thought it'd be funny." "I'm a narcissist." They know that it is these pieces of dialogue that "fans" are going to focus on. As humans when we don't think things through, and even if we do sometimes, we still focus on the bad. It's just human nature. And they're counting on it in this clip! But, if you're like me (and if you're reading this post you probably are), if you're like the people I follow, you focus on the "positive" ("positive" being the details that actually make sense and fit Loki's character based on previous evidence), "I crave attention." "It's because I'm scared of being alone." These lines are the unspoken thoughts, feelings, and emotions of OG Loki. As a real fan, everything besides these lines is hogwash. It's complete nonsense. That, and the fact that he's confiding in Sif, a woman who couldn't care less if he was alive or dead. What makes this scene worse is that we're seeing this happen to TVA Loki (Larry), and for whatever reason, Tom just looks ridiculously old in this series, and for literally no reason too, but originally this scene happened to 2011 Loki. This Loki...
I had a problem with this scene already but when it's put into context that this (gif above) is who she was originally talking to...it just...it just hits different. 😭
I love how Loki just walks out and doesn't immediately try to choke the life out of Mobius because I would. He is beyond deserving of it at this point. You could argue that Loki probably didn't do it so he would be put back in the time loop, but if he killed Mobius fast enough he wouldn't have time to put him back I don't care he still deserves it.
M:" Or is that just a cockroach's survival mechanism kicking in?" L:" Let me out of this place, stop beating me up, and I'll tell you." M:"Cockraoch. Got it." First of all, don't call him a cockroach. Second of all, I love how Loki makes a valid request/argument and Mobius is just like, no. Nope because that would be the right thing to do but that's not what the TVA stands for or does so...no.
L:" She's difficult and irritating, and she tries to hit me all the time. No. Not partners, no." M:" Yeah, I guess you don't do partners. Unless, of course, it benefits you, and you intend to betray them at some point." I am mind blown right now. Loki is making VALID arguments against Sylvie! He is calling out her abuse raw with no sugar coding and Mobius is just...totally not listening. AT ALL! I am so confused as to what people see in both Lokius and Syliki because...you CANNOT tell me this is love. If this is your definition of love I beg you on behalf of the people you have either already messed up, and the people who you might mess up in the future to please seek help. Everything that Loki is describing is abuse in ever sense of the word, and no one can tell me otherwise. I'm also trying to figure out Mobius and this whole "You betray everyone" thing. What exactly does he expect to come from a person who he just insulted the heck out of over the course of 2 or 3 episodes? Really?
L:" It was a means to an end, Mobius. Welcome to the real world. Down there, we're awful to one another to get what we want." M:" Now I gotta have a prince tell me how the real world works? Why don't you just tell me what caused the nexus event on Lamentis?" L:" Let me say this again. I'm not going to tell you just so you can turn around immediately afterwards and prune me." This is the most OG Loki scene in this entire show. That's my baby! He knows how to fight back, you go honey! Side note, I don't know why they're trying to make Loki look like a spoiled prince. Every Thor movie proves how hard living on Asgard was for Loki even in Ragnarok. He had to disguise himself as Odin, and the second the glamor was taken down instantly everyone turned against him. He's a prince and never once could he let is guard falter. It was too much of a risk. Weakness on Asgard means death. No exceptions. Especially if you're Loki.
I love how this show only gives you scraps of OG Loki before it goes straight back to Larry. I know the time loop was bad I'm not belittling men's pain, honestly, but...he spent a year with Thanos, that's all I have to say.
How Loki's face changes is totally OOC he's being way too emotional. If you look at the scene in Thor: Dark World where the guard tells Loki Frigga is dead we don't even see Loki's face visibly change. The only indication that he's even sad is his eyes.
Mobius' rant about Loki "being in love" with Sylvie is so childish it hurts. I will never understand why in society we must always pair a man and a woman together even if they have no chemistry what so ever.🤦♀️
This is my last comment about Loki being easily broken into persuasion and he is a much better person than me for telling Mobius this.
M:"Unbelievable. Wherever you go, it's just death, destruction, the literal ends of worlds." This is wrong in this context. But in the context of it being a necessary evil in order to, IDK, save Asgard, this is true. What's unfortunate is the fact that whenever Loki does it though it's always met with harsh consequences or judgement. EVEN IF IT BENEFITS THE PEOPLE BEING SAVED!
I'm skipping Sylvie and B-15 + Mobius and Ravonna scene because I've concluded that the plot for this show is terrible and pointless, so I don't care.
L:"How about the word of a friend?" I am so over Larry, and his desperate need for people to befriend him. OG Loki would have been like, "screw all of you cause I'm done" just like in TDW! I think Sif is causing him to have brain damage because did he just forget that this is the same guy who locked him in a time loop where he gets kicked in the groin repeatedly.
M:"You were right, about the TVA. You were right from the beginning. And if you want to save her, you need to trust me." When people don't put faith in Loki, I immediately think they're stupid. The Warriors 3 and Lady Sif are idiots but even they subconsciously put faith in Loki to stop two wars! Also, no Mobius I don't trust you after you put me in a time loop so that I could repeatedly get kicked in the balls. This dialogue is so poor I can't.
M:"You can be whoever, whatever you wanna be, even someone good. I mean, just in case anyone ever told you different." Is this...is this suppose to be encouragement? In case you forgot hon, you were one of the main people who told him that he was useless, and annoying, and a cockroach, and to shut up, and a universal mistake, and a narcissist, etc. so if anyone doesn't have the right to say this to him it you Mobius!!!
I'm so done with how much Loki is crying in this show. Not because it hurts me (because him crying in this show does not compare to this is the slightest...👇)
but because it's honestly super annoying.
As if this chic cares whether or not he's okay. 🙄
More time being wasted on Sylvie's backstory...
L:"I've lost track of the number of times I've been killed, so go ahead." From a this show is garbage stand point, what does that even mean? From a analyst of Loki's character stand point, are they referring to all of Loki's emotional abuse? His time with Thanos? All the times in his life where people have walked all over him? How he's constantly in pain? His suicide attempt? His time in the void?
L:"A little help here?" You cannot convince me that OG Loki need help in a fight. It's not possible. I also hate how he starts out with his arms in front of him. What happened to this guy god?
Y'all notice how the cameras focuses on Sylvie fighting more than Loki right? It's not just me?
You cannot convince me that there is a moment in time where Loki doesn't know what to say. Seriously. you can't. And him trying to confess his love for Sylvie honestly makes me want to throw up.
How emotionless Sylvie's face is in this scene kills me. If she really cared about him her reaction would have been totally different and help much much more emotion. Her face is like, oh well.
Loki Series Episode 5 "Journey Into Mystery"
I would have to say that this beginning scenes is one of the better parts of the show but only because it gives us a glimpse of what would of happened in 2012 if Tony hadn't of caught the missile.
Sylvie reminds me so much of Thor in this scene it is honestly painful.
S:"And how will saving him get us closer to who's really behind the TVA?" I love how she says this line immediately after asking how Loki is still alive. Shows you where her priorities are and how much she cares about Loki. She doesn't. Sylvie is completely self absorbed, and her face doesn't even change when Loki is mentioned. I really do not understand where this Syliki ship is coming from.
OG Loki would never lose his temper this quickly, just saying.
I'm going to just skip around with this...multiple variants of Loki nonsense going on in this episode because...there is just so much wrong with it I can't even put it all in this post. It too long as it is but in summary, none of this makes sense.🤦♀️
Also, with the kid Loki variant, I would have thought they would have cast someone who looked more like the child version of Loki from Thor 1. You know this one 👇
I know they're different ages but still. I personally think that Timothee Chalamet would have been great for this role, and he's a great actor so he probably would have done a bit better. IDK why but Timothee and Tom look slightly similar to me. Feel free to disagree but...
Yeah...because...of course Kid Loki killed Thor. That's 100% believable. 🙄
I don't know how this "Thanos" helicopter would have gotten there. Like seriously, why is it there? That thing is totally random even for the end of the world.
A space craft designed to get through the void at the end of time. That makes total sense. How did Sylvie fall for that even if it is only for a split second? Ravonna said it was impossible for one, and for two, if everyone thought the Time Keepers were real and every "cosmic mistake" was there why would anyone be concerned about what was at the end of time? Wouldn't they just assume it was ultimately nothing?
S: "Just one, really." I love how so many fake Loki fans think she's talking about Loki in this scene. I question if we watched the same series because they literally have zero good memories together. The one time they even got somewhat emotional was when they thought they were going to die on Lamentis.
I honestly have to say, out of every Loki variant presented in this show I like Classic Loki the most. He's the only one out of all of them who's story lines up with Loki's character. And if Classic Loki endured what OG Loki had at the hands of Thanos, I cannot blame him for running. It worked out in the end anyway. It's implied that the Avengers won without him so good for him. Hey, at least he was happy for a while. That's a lot more than what we can say for OG Loki. Maybe instead of trying to find Sylvie in season 2 they can have Loki take a page out of Classic Loki's book. As unlikely as that is, the thought still makes me happy.
L:"And she needs me." Honey, she's been trying to get rid of you since the second episode, what are you talking about? You're the one that's codependent, not her. Also she basically hates you so...where is this coming from? And she's doing fine without you as well.
This whole...Loki variants thing is honestly the worst thing about the show. Not the costumes, the poor dialogue, not even the plot and that's saying something. Nope, it's this scene right here. And out of all of the Loki variants there are I hate President Loki the most. He doesn't even serve a purpose to the plot other than to make Loki look bad as a character. He's not funny, I don't know what Tom is doing to his voice in this scene, he's overly dramatic, and the screaming, just...just...why? HE'S NOT EVEN IN THE REST OF THE SCENE!!
Again with the "Glorious Purpose". 🙄
CL:"We lie and we cheat, we cut the throat of every person who trusts us, and for what? Power. Glorious power. Glorious purpose! We cannot change." The only thing I agree with is how Classic Loki makes this statement in pain and irritation. Given the fact that I'm on episode 5 now, I think it's safe to say that the reasons as to why I disagree with the overall statement have already been conveyed.
L:"She's the only one I do trust." WHY?!! She doesn't even care about him! My gosh this guy is such a simp for this abusive, lousy, sorry excuse for a woman, and I am so over it!
S:"When I pruned myself, I though I might be able to find Loki. That storm, that thing, it's likely already got him." M:"You really believe that?" S:"It doesn't matter." I will never ever ever ever ever understand Syliki shippers. EVER! This dialogue literally proves what I was saying above! She doesn't even look or sound sad at the thought of him being gone! Mobius asking if she even believe it almost makes it worse. She says "It doesn't matter." This woman is worse than Thor. Loki didn't even do anything, and she's already giving up. Unbelievable.
S:"We thought you could do with some backup." What?! Tell me this is not the same woman who two seconds ago had come to accept that he was dead!
M:"She's pretty confident." I think arrogant is a better word but okay Mobius.
*Skips the conversation that's about Sylvie even though the show is titled Loki*
I have no comment about Mobius trying to figure out if Alligator Loki is a Loki. I get that it's a joke, but it's not funny, just like the rest of the show.
S:"Mobius isn't so bad." L:"Or so good. I think that's why we get along." S:"He cares about you." What?! I don't understand these people, and I've given up on trying. Everything in this post negates that statement.
L:"It's cold." S:"Mmm-hmm." Someone please explain to me the logic behind how two JOTUNS are cold?! Please. I'm begging you. This is like a polar bear saying it's cold! That makes zero sense! Evolution has designed them to with stand below freezing temperatures! This show as literally evaded all logic! This is the dumbest excuse for a poor attempt at a romantic scene I have ever witness in my life.🤦♀️
S:"You could conjure me a new outfit. You have no idea how uncomfortable something like this is." …You see, if they had of left Loki's OG armor on in the show for more than 2 seconds this line probably wouldn't have made it into the script. It still shouldn't of if you ask me because yes he does. He wears Asgardian leather, same as her, in every...single...movie. Every single one. I don't....
Ah, more emotional constipation. *Gags* Yay.
S:"I don't know how to do this." L:"I don't even know what we're doing." First of all, Sylvie, we as the audience by this point have already figured that out. Second, I bet you my life savings this is the only line out of the whole show that Tom actually enjoyed saying. Because I'm pretty sure that he doesn't know what he's doing either. And as the audience, we also don't know what you're doing. 😁
S:"Is it a tablecloth?" More poor jokes woohoo. It honestly looks like one, but I don't understand why it would be a table cloth.
S:"How do I know that, in the final moments, you won't betray me?" Nope. No. I'm done. It's the fifth episode, and she's still asking this? I'm still struggling to remember the first time. It drives me insane when people ask this. He's nearly died how many time for people who couldn't care less about him or his well being. The people who should spend the rest of their live worshiping him instead spend it spitting on him, and I can't take it anymore.
L:"I betrayed everyone who ever loved me." Please reference this post as to why this line makes no sense and is not even true. We're going to ignore the fact that he keeps going because I...I can't do it with this show.
L:"And that's not who I am anymore." You've made it clear that there is a HUGE difference between you, Larry, and OG Loki, believe me. It 99% of the reason why this show is so bad.
S:"...there might be a timeline for you to rule." L:"Ah. And then I'd finally be happy." Yeah, that's my response because...how many times do we have to go over this? Tom looks like he's ready to throw up, and he's really holding it in here. 🤣This scene makes his acting look bad, and he's a professional! If you don't believe me by all means, please, go watch The Night Manager (This is one of my favorites). You really could watch any movie that he's in before 2020 and understand why, as a fan, I am genuinely embarrassed for him. He looks terrible, there I said it.
I love how Sylvie's face just says "no" in the most blunt way possible.
S:"We don't know who created it or where they are, but that thing out there does. When it hit me earlier, I linked to it. It was brief, but I caught a glimpse of something, and I think if I can get close enough to it, I can enchant it and it's gonna take me to whoever's behind all of this." I'm sorry but the lack of sureness in this statement is disturbing. You can look at any other marvel movie and the main characters always have a full proof plan. Even if it is dangerous. There is no "might", "something", "I don't know". The main character in Marvel movies knows what they're doing. OG Loki wouldn't execute a plan based on a seeing a glimpse of something. He can come up with full proof plans while being mentally unstable. This chic is at full mental capacity and this is the best she can do?! That's embarrassing.
Currently trying to figure out why handing Loki the tempad is such a milestone.
S:"Loki, I don't know if this is gonna work." Yeah...you made that pretty clear.
L:"You go, I go." *Violently rolls eyes*🙄
I don't understand why they are trying so hard for this scene to be emotional. Let's go already!
M:"Looks like you got away in the end." L:"I always do." *Reminisces about the time Loki's "escape" resulted in him being imprisoned by Thanos, then Odin, and then killed by Thanos* The heck are they talking about.
*Vomits in mouth watching Loki and Mobius hug* 🤮
L:"What if we don't have time to wait for a branch?" He's asks this question now?!
I have no idea what this head nodding is supposed to mean. My interpretation is that Sylvie is thinking why the heck are you touching me, and Larry's just like just roll with it like a total pervert. 🤣
S:"How is he doing that?" L:"I think we're stronger than we realize." First of all, we all know Loki can cast illusions. We've seen him do it in literally every Thor movie. Sylvie not knowing how to do it just further proves why OG Loki is better than her. I really do not understand why they are trying do hard to dull down Loki's powers especially since he's already proved how powerful , intelligent, sexy, and skilled he really is.
L:"What are you doing?" S:"We're gonna enchant it." L:"I don't know how." First of all, SYLVIE IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR DISCUSTING, SELFISH, APATHETIC HANDS OFF MY MAN You would have to pay me some serious money to get me to believe that Loki, a master of magic, doesn't know how to enchant people. Please refer to above.
S:"You do. Because we're the same." I wish this was the last episode because I am too through with this dialogue.
RIP Classic Loki. To bad, out of all of the Loki's he was my favorite.
Loki Series Episode 6 "For All Time. Always."
Small disclaimer: If you made it all the way down here may you be blessed by Loki's beauty because you are wonderful! 🥰🥰🥰
IT'S TIME FOR THE FINAL EPISODE!!
S:"Well, if you think it's a bad idea, I prefer you to speak your mind." Oh, NOW she cares about his opinion. I see. 🙄
L:"No. Nothing to say." S:"That'll be a first." I cannot express how happy I am that Tom actually sounds like Loki in this scene. Also, it's the last episode, so I'm not going to go on a rant about how Sylvie is wrong here.
I love how Loki's whole demeanor in this scene is exactly what the audience is thinking which is, IF YOU DON'T HURRY UP SO WE CAN GET THIS OVER WITH!
Hate Sylvie for telling him to shut up, and I hate the directors for making the final episode about her when the show is called Loki. That is the last time I'm saying this.
MM:"You know how you got into this mess." L:"What?" The Battle of New York, silly. You versus those self-righteous Avengers. How would you like to win? But not just there. You can kill Thanos. You want the Infinity Gauntlet? Yours. Throne of Asgard? No problem." Why is Miss Minutes purring after saying Avengers. Horny Clock?😳 I love how the only thing that even sounds remotely satisfying would be killing Thanos. But now I have a billion more questions regarding Loki's poor treatment because now we know for sure that the TVA is aware he was tortured. Yet they still treated him like dirt. Some heroes.
One thing I learned from this series is that Miss Minutes is a horrible liar.
I'm just going say it now because we know it only goes down hill from here. Kang is the most boring MCU villain in existence.
Look at that, B-15 is alive.
K:"You're a flea on the back of a dragon. In for one hell of a ride. But you did manage to hang on. I guess that counts for something." I'm not even going to go there because if you've made it this far you already know what I'm going to say.
Mobius has what I like to call NCD. Non-existent Character Development or Thor Character Development. Where the main character leaves their home but instead of going on a journey to write their wrongs or learn something, they go on vacation and come back but ultimately didn't learn anything. Mobius is a hypocrite because now since what the TVA does doesn't suit his needs he wants to bring it down.
S:"Or you're a liar." Sylvie being the dumbest version of Loki. He just explained, with details that actually make sense, why it's important he stays alive and this is the best response she can come up with. Okay, we're doomed.
L:"Why would you give up being in control?" I think this is the most OOC line out of the entire show. This has gone on for so long I don't even want to explain why. All I have to say is *cough* Thor 1 *cough*.
I would die before I would live under the rule of Larry and Sylvie. Loki on the other hand has proven he could do so by all means. But Larry and Sylvie, absolutely not.
K:"Murderer! Hypocrite!" Finally somebody says it! Thank you!
Skipping to Loki and Sylvie's conversation...Sylvie is selfish as all get out. So blinded by her pain that she can't even see the bigger picture. 🤦♀️
S:"You want the throne." Sometimes I genuinely wonder what people hear when Loki talks. I'm so glad this is the last episode because I cannot take anymore of this stupidity.
Part... I don't even know... of Loki providing valid reasoning and introducing smart decisions to dumb people who don't care and aren't listening.
I'm done with Loki crying. Seriously.
S:"Why aren't we seeing this the same way?" Because Loki is a super genius with ruling experience, and you, Sylvie, are stupid, foolish, tactless, and selfish. This is the most In character Loki had been. Also you've never seen anything the same way this whole show so...why start now during the last episode. I also love how this destroys all and any meaning behind their poorly scripted, severely constipated heart to heart earlier.
L:"I've been where you are. I've felt what you feel." Not really but sure hun. Honestly though I have no idea what they're talking about in this scene. All of Loki's pain comes from his self-loathing caused by his abusive family and so-called friends. Sylvie is mad because her life was ultimately taken from her, and she had to live on the run, that's totally different.
This whole post explains everything wrong with the kiss, besides her pushing Loki into a portal literally 5 seconds later. Scratch that, go back 3 minutes that explains it too.
OH MY GOODNESS IT'S OVER!!! FINALLY!
If you made it to the end of this post thank you so much, I really appreciate it! 🥰🥰🥰
If you're wondering if I am going to be reviewing season 2...don't bother asking because this was pain enough.
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sits coquettishly. bats eyelashes. i'm not going to say answer every question this time because i respect that you have many others thing to do over answering 48 questions in a row, and thus: 5, 12, 15, 24, 36, 42, 50!
EHEHE THANK U BOTH FOR UR MERCY AND UR ENTHUSIASM
5. What do you wish someone would ask you about [insert fic]? Answer it now! (don't you dare go down)
"Hey, Iz, you frequently list don't you dare go down as your favorite fic you've written, even though it's years old at this point. Why?"
I'm really proud of this fic for several reasons: I overall still really like the writing, people consistently compliment my favorite lines on it so it makes me confident I got across what I wanted to say, it covers some of my favorite te'ijalahad concepts.
I love this fic because, more than any fic I've written, it's essentially distilled headcanons. I knew, for years, that I wanted to write a fic about Te'ijal patching up Galahad after the fight where he got the scar across his eye, and a fic about Galahad reflecting on Te'ijal after the tower scene. I came up with the idea of Te'ijal getting scarred from the tower scene and realized I had the opportunity to put it in a fic. I kept thinking up ideas about Te'ijal helping Galahad with his injuries, and then about him always wearing armor and how that reflects on his (dis)comfort with her. I love the genre of te'ijalahad fic that's understated improvement in their relationship simply through the contrast of how it used to be and how it is now. And I got to include all of that in this fic!! I love it, and it means that people reading it are essentially listening to me ramble about a lot of my favorite ideas for my favorite characters.
12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you?
I answered meta already - but I'm blanking on others, honestly. I feel like trope-wise my tastes have narrowed, but more generally they've broadened and I like reading about more characters/ships/headcanons than I used to.
15. What’s your favorite AU that you’ve written?
"AU" is a hard genre for this question actually. If we mean strictly alternative universe, I've only ever written one, which wins by default: left undead.
If we expand it to "canon divergence", then my favorite AU I've written is one I never cleaned up or, uh, finished well enough to post, called only "stella kills gyendal AU". I don't think I'll ever end up finishing it, but mostly because I think I'm going to end up mixing it into my TDP rewrite!
24. Are there any easter eggs in [insert fic], and if so, what are they? (now we're two of a crime)
okay this does not have any easter eggs but while rereading it to confirm that i jumpscared myself with myst referring to banana boy, so i guess it's a reverse easter egg LMAO
36. Do you visualize what you read/write?
I genuinely have no idea how to answer this question. I think I do, but my visualization is so clipped and vague that calling it that doesn't feel fully accurate. I have to make a point to visualize when I'm writing, but I do make that point a lot.
42. Have you ever received a comment that particularly stood out to you for whatever reason?
I've had comments on both ill-conceived and you try so loud to love me that feel too personal to repeat here, generally stuff where my fic really resonated with someone or made them rethink something, and that feeling is maybe the best feeling I've ever had as a result of writing.
50. Answer any question of your choice, or talk about anything you want to talk about!
i miss writing (sobs) i haven't had the time and/or brain energy for it since classes started back up! i also really want to finish the fic i'm currently working on, i started it like two years ago and i'm so ready for it to be done jksdfld but i'm just having so much trouble getting the tone right. i hope i can knock it out in the next month or so
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Episode 90 of Go Rush is the most painful Yugioh episode to me
This episode has put me in a state of grief and shock, similar to what I felt after my cat died, for days, to the point where I'm still recovering from the after effects as I write this. I'm gonna do my best to judge this episode fairly, and critique it for what it is, not what I may have personally wanted it to be. To be clear, I think this is a good episode. Maybe even a great one. I do have some genuine critiques (mainly with the dialogue so I admit it could partially be a language/culture barrier issue) but overall, it is a well put together episode and duelling wise especially, a fantastic arc finale to my favourite story arc of season 2. It just... came out Christmas Eve, a hard time of the year for me for personal reasons, and did something that was always going to destroy me personally. But, anyways, enough beating around the bush. I have a ton of thoughts on this episode that I really need to put in one place.
Spoilers below of course.
Like I said, the duelling action in this episode is amazing, one of my personal favourite duels in Bridge Era Yugioh. Honestly maybe someday when GR is fully released, I will declare it my favourite. I need more time with it to know for sure. Kuaidul is so at the top of his game with his perfected deck that Yudias had to steal Kuaidul's ultimate monster in order to fight back at all and even then, Kauidul was still able to defend himself and potentially make a comeback. He's a skilled duelist and a great villain and that's on full display this episode.
The only problem I have with this episode's first half is the opening theme playing over part of an episode once again. They did this at the end of Galaxy Cup and it felt ill-fitting there too but this episode felt even more forced as that song being played during a "triumphant victory" right before the turn this episode took was really distracting. The tonal whiplash honestly kind of disgusted me. The song is great, but you don't have to play it in the middle of the episode just because it's an arc finale, guys. If it doesn't fit, then it doesn't fit. Don't force it.
Other than that blunder though, the first half or so of this episode is high quality standard fun so had I not known better and seen the clips and screenshots before watching the entire thing subbed, I never would've expected the episode to go full on depressing. Yeah, Kuaidul was mentioned to be dying in the previous episode but Yugioh hardly ever permanently kills characters and every other Go Rush villain was allowed to live.
Surely, I don't need to lose sleep over this. Surely they won't kill him on Christmas Eve when he's only existed as a character for like four months and has so much more to give us. Surely Kuaidul will be okay-
.....oh
....Yeah, for me, I don't think there's a worse feeling than anxiously dreading something will happen but trying to insist it won't happen and you're just having anxiety only to have your anxiety proven right... This was the perfect storm of despair to completely destroy me and me personally since Kuaidul is a personal comfort character, saved the second season for me after it went to shit, and my favourite in Go Rush so understand that that is what my bias is when discussing this episode.
I've already made a whole post defending the scene where Kuaidul forcefully tries to fuse with Yudias. To sum it up, it was a life or death situation and Kuaidul was acting out of fear/self-preservation, Yudias was willing (though yes he did leave this unvoiced at first), and Kuaidul did let go of the fusion and accept his impending death because the fusion would, to some degree, hurt Yudias. I wish the reason and extent to how much it would hurt Yudias was more clearly explained. Maybe some line about how Kuaidul's decaying form (or the thing that gave his body form) will start to make Yudias decay as well would've helped because personally, I found the explanation the episde gave to be vague and confusing. Yugioh has confusing logic at times but I've never questioned the logic behind sacrifices like these. Antinomy and Ai's motivations and reasons for sacrificing themselves both made sense and I never questioned why they did what they did. Kuaidul meanwhile, I don't fully understand why he HAD to die. The fusion would've hurt Yudias, yes, but how drastically? Would it have eventually killed him or just hurt a lot? What would this "fusion" even have entailed? This episode vaguely implied Kuaidul was straight up trying to possess him but it never quite fully said that? For all we know, he would've ended up a harmless spirit vibing in Yudias's subconscious like Yubel or Astral were because fusions like this are just not explained in Go Rush's universe. Yeah, yeah, "show don't tell" but the visuals didn't give a concrete answer either, at least not to me. It felt weirdly vague and confusing.
Also, side note, I won't dwell on this too much because someone has already posted about it but this:
This is messed up in a way that I don't think Go Rush, which is aimed at a younger audience, is equipped to handle and should not be Yudias's reasoning. "If it will save you from death" was enough of a reason. That captures Yudias's astonishing compassion and selflessness perfectly and is far more subtle and emotionally resonant. I hate the implications of this line and it genuinely made me extremely uncomfortable when I saw it.
Anyways, the sacrifice. Despite all the under explaining, I obviously still felt the weight of Kuaidul's sacrifice and emotionally, I understand it even I find myself questioning the semantics more than I normally would with scenes like these. I do think if we knew the extent to how much Kuaidul was willing to hurt Yudias in his moment of impulsive fear, then him deciding not to go through with it would have added even more to his character. Still, I think the fact that he was willing to let go and accept his death makes him a better character. I think that was the only way that forced fusion scene could have been salvaged. Because, yes, if the episode had ended with Kuaidul forcing Yudias to fuse, sticking with it, and essentially getting away with it, this episode would be worse. I... would probably still like Kuaidul but I would definitely feel uncomfortable to some degree. However, I personally am able to fully forgive him because I understand that it was an act of impulse by a dying man that, after thinking about, he did decide on his own not to go through with. The scene played out perfectly for what they were going for. They went a direction I wasn't expecting but the direction made sense (despite being under-explained to me) and was emotionally effective.
Speaking of emotionally effective...
Okay, I won't lie. The first time I saw this scene (purely through screenshots), I was actually pissed. It immediately brought to mind Akiza being forced to forgive her abusive father and I felt like they were not just pulling that crap again but having it be the final note an immensely important comfort character of mine went out on.
....but I was already a crying mess when I saw this and now that I've regained somewhat of a clear mind and seen the full episode, my opinion has changed completely. The Creator is NOT on the same level of Akiza's father, not in the slightest. I still firmly view him and Kuaidul as a father/son relationship since the Creator... ya know, literally created him and Kuaidul craving his validation very much came across to me as a neglected child craving their parent's attention/approval. That's not explicitly spelled out by the show but keep in mind this is how I view it. From what we saw, Kuaidul had valid reasons to feel neglected, most notably episode 77 where the Creator left Kuaidul behind despite his cries. However, upon actually seeing the hug scene in motion, I realised that Kuaidul wasn't the one who initiated the hug. The Creator was:
And to me, that makes all the difference. He's offering a hug, a symbol of forgiveness and acceptance, which Kuaidul accepted instantly, with no pressure from anyone which was my main problem with Akiza's situation, because validation from the Creator was all he really wanted this whole time. That's actually quite cohesive and I'm glad Kuaidul's motivation wasn't forgotten or changed. Do I still think Kuaidul deserved more? Oh, absolutely. The Creator should've apologised verbally in some way. Maybe Kuaidul didn't need him to but I the viewer did dammit. At least if this is both their final appearances and isn't leading into something down the line (the Creator could just use him again, or it could be revealed to be a hallucination fuck-). Whatever, this hug was enough for Kuaidul and at the time of writing this, the scene is their final scene in the show and if this is truly where it ends for them, then I'm glad that despite dying, Kuaidul got exactly what he truly wanted all along.
I could nitpick it and the entire show's implications about the Creator into oblivion if I really wanted to but... I don't. My favourite character had a cohesive sympathetic narrative with a payoff, which is more than I've gotten from some other Yugioh series. For what it is, I like it and it resonated with me emotionally, which is the goal of fiction.
In fact, that's my take on the entire episode: it's not exactly what I would've expected or wanted but I like it overall for what it is. The reason I resent this episode so much is almost purely personal and not reflective of the episode's quality. I have issues with the episode, as I mentioned, but it's a good episode overall. The script just needed some tweaks.
It's a good thing Konami and Entame are taking a break after this episode. They deserve it, first and foremost, and I don't know if I'll be able to return to Go Rush even after their breaks end. I want to know what happens next but it'll be... hard after being hit with something this upsetting so suddenly during an already rough time of the year for me.
I want to return someday, but not if any part of me is still instinctively hopelessly crying out for Kuaidul's return only to be disappointed.
#yugioh go rush spoilers#go rush spoilers#yugioh go rush#go rush#kuaidul velgear#yudias velgear#go rush episode reviews#my feelings on the creator situation go more back and forth than this post would indicate but in a bubble I still love the hug scene
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Omg guys I really need to talk briefly about the PPG Movie. I actually never watched it as a kid because this movie didn't get release in my country and I actually didn't know they even have a movie until recently last year. I remember when I was a kid they kinda promoted the movie on CN by showing clips of the girls being interviewed seperately on a red couch and lmao my 6 yro brain thought it was cool and I didn't understand a thing at the same time because girly doesnt understand English so I actually didn't know it was for their movie.
Anyway, holy fuck this movie is everything to me because who would've thought a cute series about 3 little girls with superpowers has the saddest backstory ever???? I'm not going to talk about the plot in details, I rarher you guys watch it and understand the grief and pain I went through.
I honestly bawled my fucking eyes out after it ends because bITTCHHHH HOW DARE THE WHOLE TOWN TREATS MY LITTLE GIRLS LIKE THAT?????? 😭😭😭😭
I like how they build the girl's character here, when they were uh...born, all three of them look like a doll, you can't really tell their personality early on until the Professor assigned them their names. And I find it funny that Buttercup won't be as grumpy and tough as she is in the show if Utonium gives more thought into naming her lol. Also i won't shut the fuck up ever about this but I just love how Utonium just made them because he wants kids, he wants to be a parent and just raise them to be good kids. And him being new to the parenting thing (like legit he just thought of wow I want to be a dad because this town fuckin sucks and hours later procured a triplets in his lab) and he being very extremely freshly new to the parenting thing was like "oh shit it's their birthday I should get gifts!" When it clicked on him that it was their birthday and just ran out of the house to get them a car load of gifts while talking to gimself about how excited he is to be a dad (and also reminding himself not to leave the kids home alone anymore so after the incident he only leaves the kids with babysitters at home if he needs to go out at night)
It's so heartbreaking to see the whole town turning their backs on these innocent girls. They totally didn't know how the world works, they're literally 1 day old and poor Professor totally didn't know how to take care of them. They don't understand why people hate them and flew out and cry on meteors trying to process why everyone hates them. Idk seeing all three of them up there had me fuckin bawling like a dumb baby I am. I think I saw people say the Professor is bad at this time too because he didn't believe them and abandoned them and like honestly, no???? I don't accept Utonium slander in this house. He didn't hate them at all, it was just too much for him to handle in one day and he looks more like he is disappointed than he hates them and wants to get rid of them. If you ever notice, at the near end of the movie he ran back to the town with Antidote X and frantically looked for the girls to tell them he has ways to defeat Mojo. He didn't give up on them at all, he immediately ran home and quickly whipped out the Antidote from his lab and drove back downtown just to save the city instead of leaving it in chaos despite how much the people terrorised him and painted him as a villain. He still loves his native town very much and even though he is human, he wanted to give a helping hand to stop the rampaging monkey from destroying the city more. I wont shut the fuck up about Utonium in this movie ever ughhh 😩😩😩💕💕
I don't hate this movie at all despite the ill treatment on them in the middle of the movie. I really appreciate how their backstory has more meaning and also I don't blame on Townsville at all, I would be freaked out by them too. They have rampaging crimes and monsters visiting them by weekly. That's already a threat to them and then suddenly 3 little girls are rampaging the city while playing tag and this time they know who made them and you can arrest that person? I would be knocking on Utonium's door with picket fence and sporks and screams angrily at him too lol.
Anyway, 10/10 will terrorize my moots to watch this and made them cry too 🤧
#asuka speaks#also saw a few cut scenes of the movie and one of if was Utonium getting his ass literally beaten#and it fucking breaks me apart holy fuck-#ppg#ppg headcanons
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FF14 Write ‘22 - Bolt
In which Ysabet’s past catches up with her.
Stifling her yawns and bemoaning her aching joints, Ysabet slipped away from the camp at the break of dawn.
Foolish, she thought. Worse, self-indulgent, and that she could hardly afford in her diminished circumstances. And, besides, it was surely better to embrace obscurity than live on in infamy. Even if she had been great, once. Had made something great, once.
She hurled herself bodily into self-pity so thoroughly consuming she utterly failed to notice the hanger-on stride gamely to her side. He cleared his throat. He cleared his throat again. At last he said, "those ears really aren't much help at all, are they?"
Those ears twitched. She turned, poised to defend herself, before relaxing. Somewhat. "You. The child. From before. Ganzorig."
"That's right. Orn Khai told me I could find you here."
"I imagine he did," she said, sourly. She'd already had her run-in with the juvenile dragon earlier. One with a treacherous memory for faces, it had turned out. Well, he wasn't the only one. She peered at Ganzorig's sharp, attentive face, mentally peeled off a few scales and applied a slightly manic look, like a cat who had successfully sprung to the top of a bookshelf and couldn't find a way down... "Mm. Yangir and Tuyaa's lad, no?"
Ganzorig looked up, slightly quizzical, as though one of the names wasn't quite familiar. "The Great Khagan was my ancestor, yes. Was Tuyaa their partner?"
"She was."
"So... you really did know them."
"Is there a point pretending otherwise?"
"Not really, I don't think."
Ysabet puffed out her cheeks, and looked around for a place to sit. A nearby rock would do, flat and cool, and she heaved herself onto it. The young man was not going to leave her alone, and she wasn't going anywhere in particular, so there was no harm in settling in. "I assume you're here for more than revelations about your ancestors."
Ganzorig nodded. "Not that I wouldn't like to hear them," he added quickly. Suspiciously quickly, and Ysabet's eyes narrowed. Bashfully, he admitted, "Orn Khai said you can be... um..."
"Yes?"
"... tetchy, when people didn't take interest in your stories."
"Did he," said Ysabet, icily. She would have words with that overgrown lizard. Later.
"But I really am interested!" Ganzorig rallied, valiantly. "It just isn't the main thing I was here to-- Orn Khai said you had a lot to teach me! That you were, are a great sorceress, and could teach me how to bring the best out of my talents!"
The flattery went over well, though Ysabet stayed self-aware enough to be irritated that it was going over well. Still, she had a sense there was more, and stared at the au ra to extract it.
"... And that you should get off your..." There was a pause, as if editorialising on the spot. "... backside and go back to Eorzea."
Ysabet thumped her heel against the rock with a petulance ill-befitting her age. "That little snake ought to have his wings clipped."
Ganzorig looked up at her. Now it was his turn to stare a hole through her. "Is he wrong, though... ?"
The viera huffed, and hopped off the rock. "Walk with me, then. I'll tell you about your ancestors. It's a long walk to port."
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The relationship Meghan Kane and hotch had makes me mentally ill don't look at me
"Your the only man who's never disappointed me" pleasssseee
I've seen so many people ship her and hotch which is so strange to me because when I first watched this I thought they were going for a father/daughter thing? The parallel between her dad leaving her and hotch staying with her? The girls got major daddy issues so it made sense to me, despite the fact everyone things they f*cked lol
i looooove thinking about them aksjdhlgksj but yeah it definitely doesn't feel like a romance at all.. and honestly i'm not sold 100% on the father/daughter thing? there's definitely those ~vibes~ but i think what was truly profound between them was their kinship. they aren't necessarily in similar situations, but it still seemed like they understood each other with minimal effort. they're distinctly aware of who the other is--it's not quite a reflection of themselves, but it's so easily recognizable
meghan notices hotch and sure yeah she's definitely got daddy issues and i'm sure that helped fuel her willingness to reach out and connect, but she could very easily figure out the type of guy he was. through press clippings and brief exchanges, she understands him better than some of the members of his team. hotch, being a profiler and all, already has the skillset to empathize/put himself in someone else's shoes. yet he has a unique insight with meghan that
i'm not quite sure what it is that connects them so strongly. i think it's how earnest they are. they clearly label things as right and wrong, and they believe it's their duty to carry out said justice, but they consider themselves straddling the two categories: good and bad, bad but tries to be good, good but wants to be bad. they're honest with their intentions, even if they glance over their personal reasons for it. by all means, considering their dedication to their assigned tasks, it'd be easy to say they're passionate, but i don't think that's the case. they're driven, but it's not from ambition or being idealistic. they're not naive enough to think they can change the world, but they're foolish enough to try. the effort they each put into it leaves them both in a state of hopelessness, meghan was just the one who decided she'd had enough
yeah the "you're the first man who didn't let me down" is definitely a comparison to her father, but it hits hotch different and i think she knows it. they're both people who try over and over again to try to make things right, a seemingly futile task. when she says he hasnt disappointed her, she's acknowledging his efforts the same way he acknowledges hers. but it's more than that: it's passing responsibility. it's encouragement. feeling supported is foreign to meghan, and it's warm comfort now that she's decided to end it. so i think she decides to return the favor. it's a short conversation, but they're both capable of expressing so much with so little.
#hello? is this what you were talking about? no. am i rambling about it anyway? yes#it's not exactly an equal relationship but i dont think its as cut and dry as a father/daughter dynamic#its more similar to.... an older brother/younger sister type of thing#aksjhdlgjk obviously he's definitely filling in for her father in her last moments and being there for her when her father wouldnt#but i think if they'd met under different circumstances... i think it'd be more of an exasperated sibling type of relationship#asks#its the same way i feel about elle tbh#like to her he's definitely a type of father figure#but its more equal than that. she challenges him and has him confront his failings#but elle was going through some shit. meghan.. is also going thru some stuff kajshdl but she's given it up already#she's lost hope for herself so she doesn't feel the need for introspection anymore.. just letting her actions fall in place naturally#but it doesnt stop her from thinking about others#in a way i think it gives her a sort of clarity#she decided before hotch even landed in dallas how this was going to end#she's not fighting it.#but it gives her a perspective that her innate intellect pursues without really giving it much thought#it's not always right (she's just as delusional as hotch lmao) but it gives her a clearer understanding of hotch than elle ever had#ANYWAY
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Shadow and Bone S2 E2 recap
Spoiler alert
Alina and Mal convince Sturmhond to help them find the Sea Whip. Unlike book Sturmhond, this one clearly doesn’t care about getting on Mal’s good side.
I just saw Mal’s book of lives of saints. Is it just me or does it look more like the one we can buy rather the one David read in Season 1?
Kirigan is clearly more physically ill than book Darkling. He is coughing black blood, and his scars cannot be fully healed by Genya. He goes to Vladim the Alkemi for help but he can only promise a temporary painkiller.
Unlike the other Grisha seeking Kirigan’s protection, Genya is not as delighted. She is unsure and terrified of him and his monsters. I’ll admit I’m surprised. I never imagined her like this in Siege and Storm’s first few chapters.
What I find interesting is how the nichevo’ya would have attacked Genya, believing she is hurting their master. Their instinctive nature is to protect him even before he gives the order, although they do not attack immediately.
We see the flashback of when Kaz and his brother first met Pekka. I’ll admit, seeing this on screen, I already could tell this was a bad idea of the brother’s. When it comes to easy money, be suspicious.
The Crows plan to get back at Pekka. But he deduces where Kaz would go to get information on him and ambushes him there. He also sets traps for Jesper and Inej.
Funny how Jesper only remembers Wylan when they are in an intimate position lol
Lucky for Matthias, his cell mate is Fjerdan and is willing to give him tips to survive Hellgate. What was his crime, or is he innocent too?
Alina doesn’t plan to kill the Seawhip, who is not hiding among floating ice bergs like in the books but apparently on a green island. For the record I do not believe she is having dreams about the sea whip and the Firebird because they are Morozova’s amplifiers and it is destiny. Because I already know that the Firebird is not the amplifier. Alina is only having these dreams based on what she knows and because she is obsessed!
Well, the island is pretty….
A new character Fruzsi has joined the Darkling. Her appearance so makes me think of Ulla because she looks like a live action Vanessa from Little Mermaid! She is a Tidemaker who is guarding Morozova’s books and also the imprisoned Baghra, who can still see. She seems surprisingly reverent to Kirigan. I’m guessing he saved her life before the Fold.
Rusalye attacks the searching party. The attack reminds of Scylla from Greek mythology only with one head and much smaller than I expected. It might be the reflection of water, but i thought it had multiple tails, making it look more like an octopus than a dragon. It’s size is so much less impressive than the books. The book sea whip gave one hell of a fight before it was captured.
Alina kills the Seawhip when it attacks Mal. As she remembers the Rusalye’s last memories, she realizes he saw Mal different from everyone else. And as she absorbs the new amplifier, her light has changed from yellow to blue white. And Kirigan is also now made aware that there still exists a connection between them at this same time.
When Alina loses control of her power, Mal stops and they kiss. Um…was that really the time?!!!
I like Matthias new cell mate.
Tamar does not particularly strike me as reverent to saints if she address Alina with an “Oi”
I was so relieved to hear Alina didn’t want to kill the stag. Everyone else? Why are they so keen on killing fairytale creatures?!!! Sturmhond even forgot Alina needs to be the one to kill it when Rusalye attacks.
For how often the media and the cast try to paint Kirigan as a bad guy, except for one newspaper clipping I found that claimed him as an antihero, one can’t deny that Kirigan is better than book Aleksander for not blinding his mother.
I still think Fruzsi could be Ulla and I hope she helps keep Aleksander alive. Saints know if she is Ulla, she definitely dislikes the mother who abandoned her.
We finally see Tidemaker characters and their powers. The books only had the Council of Tides in Ketterdam.
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so i’ve mentioned that i recently watched magical girl site/mahou shoujo site as research for an essay i’m working on and honestly i went into it expecting to just wholeheartedly hate it but like... it was honestly worse than that, i saw potential and it just... didn’t pan out.
this isn’t edited or properly formatted so i’m going to just be running through things as they show up in my brain so there isn’t really any real “order” here. just things i found disappointing.
major tw for rape, suicide, abuse, self harm, a transphobic slur and bullying
i found nijimi’s character to be one of the most disappointing since it hit kind of personally. i have anger issues related to my anxiety and autism and when i was younger i didn’t know what was wrong and would lash out for no reason, i was never offered solutions or anything, i was just treated like a bad kid and it sucked. that’s why i honestly liked nijimi a lot, yeah she gets insanely angry very quickly but she isn’t treated as evil or fake, she is a really cheerful girl who genuinely wants to make people happy as an idol, she just also has anger issues, which she recognizes and even if it’s too little too late she does understand she needs to work on. most of the time when a bubbly character has anger issues they’re depicted as being super fake and misleading but nijimi isn’t depicted like that and that had me really excited, i felt like how i did when i saw entrapta who was the first positive autistic rep i had ever seen on screen, but it’s just really weighed down by everything surrounding her. sure i felt bad about mikado’s death and i wanted to see nijimi come to peace with it but we saw so little of mikado and nijimi’s relationship that i didn’t care much. her stick being her underwear was gross and so was her implying that she bleeds down there when she uses it. like ew? was that really necessary? idk wouldn’t a hair clip or a bow or a pin have worked just as well? her crush on kaname was whatever, like ew ig. the whole scene where kaname got that guy to stab himself was disgusting though like i already hated him you didn’t need to make him put on a middle school girls underwear thanks!
next character i want to talk about is kosame who... is an offensive caricature! as i mentioned earlier i struggle with anxiety but i also struggle with some other stuff (yay) and i mean it didn’t bother me too much (if anything i laughed a bit when she took pills and then was immediately fine like lmao i wish) but i have concerns about the stereotypes she falls into regarding mentally ill girls in japan. i’m not going to go super into this here but the view on mental illness, especially of mentally ill girls, in japan is different in japan than it is in the west. she just... doesn’t sit right with me. also didn’t like the use of self harm for shock value and cheap jokes. now on to the missed potential :sparkles: i just think it’d be pretty hype to have a magical girl with an actual recognized anxiety disorder, like as someone with two whole anxiety disorders (like jeez calm down bro) it would be really cool to have a character who has anxiety and isn’t treated like a coward for it!! but alas that’s not what happened with kosame she just has a stick that is literally a pink box cutter and she has anxiety except for when it’s inconvenient!
next up is aya our lovely protagonist. umm there were a lot of things that bugged me about her but i did find her overall likeable. the stuff i didn’t like about her was more about the things that happened to her rather than actually about her. i think they should’ve either not included the attempted r*pe scene or they should’ve actually acknowledged it afterwards. like one of the things that made the show watchable at all for me was that they really tone down the edginess after the first few episodes but it still felt weird that they just... never bring up the fact that this guy tried to rape aya and then aya just? becomes friends with the girl who tried to get her raped? like that is a horribly traumatic experience, same with all the other abuse she went through at the hands of sarina and her friends and it’s just not super well acknowledged imo? i think it would’ve been for the best if the attempted rape scene just didn’t happen at all because it wasn’t executed well at all and was really insensitive. i don’t think having a suicidal or extremely unfortunate protagonist necessarily has to be a bad thing in magical girl animes but i feel like it was just played out with aya? like it felt like the writers were like “how can we make this girls life the absolute worst it could possibly be just for funsies” and she tries to commit suicide once at the very beginning and then she suddenly isn’t suicidal because she made one friend.
i want to briefly talk about kaname. it seemed weird to me that they never went into the fact that the father was abusive to kaname? like i know a lot of kaname’s hatred was fueled by his fathers expectations of him but idk his entire character just felt odd. also that beach scene? gross.
i liked yatsumura, i thought she was cool and i liked her sticks power. i really liked her relationship with aya and honestly that was what kept this anime bearable for me to watch. i don’t have much to say about her but i do like her. it made me laugh a bit how she had this torture dungeon in her house all this time and aya’s just like “yeah. makes sense! sorry you didn’t get a chance to slowly and brutally murder that guy :(” my one complaint is that the guy would’ve died way sooner because something would’ve gotten infected since it didn’t seem like she was keeping things sterile but that’s just kind of me nit picking.
i’m going to talk about kiyoharu, mikari, asahi and sayuki all in one go because uh! they weren’t that notable. i actually forgot asahi existed while writing this section. whoops. so uh kiyoharu, the wiki says she’s trans but the anime treats her like a crossdresser so idk if that’s a manga thing or just a fan interpretation thing but since i didn’t read the manga i’m going to talk about just what i know as an anime watcher. i am sick of the ambiguously trans crossdresser character, especially after watching zombie land saga recently which had a super awesome undeniably trans girl, i’m just sick of it, i’m sick of people calling characters “traps” i’m sick of the “oh my god? she’s actually a HE?” moments. it’s just exhausting. i personally chose to watch the anime reading kiyoharu as a trans girl for the sake of my sanity but that isn’t something the anime confirms so sucks ig. out of the four characters i’m talking about here kiyoharu is the one i liked the most, probably because she’s just the one with the most to do out of all of them? then moving on to mikari. um what the hell was going on here actually? like what was with the old man i’m so confused what the frick that was so uncomfortable to watch. her designs cute though! and i like the flying broom stick :D asahi, as i said forgot she existed, i like characters with lolipops tho! literally nothing else to say. sayuki... same goes for her, she’s just slightly more memorable for slicing up all those hachi clones. i think these could all be fun characters, just with more screen time, as it is though i felt like they drowned each other out.
now i’m going to move on to what i think of the premise yay. while i’m not a fan of the miserable magical girl boom post pmmm (i did like pmmm tho) i don’t think mature magical girl anime has to be bad (as i said i like pmmm) and i don’t think the idea of girls in really unfortunate situations becoming magical girls is a bad one (just without the overplayed exploitation of really serious topics pls!). i was sooooo excited when i first found out about the magic system! one of my very few gripes with the magical girl genre as a whole is that a lot of them have a battle format of “magic beam!... it didn’t work!... well uh... BEAM HARDER!” and i was excited to see how these clearly defined rules would inform battles... you’ll be unsurprised to hear that... that didn’t happen! 99% of battles is the characters shooting at each other once, pausing to talk and then something happens. which was SO BORING! like jeez. anyways the battles sucked no surprise there. i liked most of the stick designs though, especially aya’s gun. i also don’t think the idea of a limited use magic power that feeds on your lifespan has to be a bad thing (look at death note) but it just felt really plot devicey in execution. the amount you could use your stick was really undefined, nijimi is implied to have used hers basically every day since she got her stick to control her fans into cleaning her house and there was never a concern of her dying wheras yatsumura is implied to have been very careful with her stick and she’s constantly on the verge of keeling over and dying. like i think the “we won’t live to adulthood” thing worked for the same reason the shinigami eyes work, we as an audience know that and it’s consistant, wheras with the characters who randomly go comatose it feels like the writers were just like “uh crap, what do we do now?!” finally, tempest was boring. it didn’t feel threatening and i wasn’t interested in learning about it.
okay thats all <3 thanks 4 reading me talk about bad anime! that was four hours i’ll never get back :D
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【 ꜱʏᴍᴘᴛᴏᴍꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇꜱ 】 ch. 01
x pairing professor!gojo x med student f!reader (medical au)
x summary he's arrogant, self-centered, and he's your professor. renowned for his brilliance in neurosurgery and infamous for his allure. too bad you have to work with him on this research team. now you're stuck with dr. satoru gojo, delving into the complexities of both the brain and the heart—and of how far you'd go for a love that could destroy not only him but you as well.
x wc 13.1 k
x warnings [18+] this story contains substance abuse/addiction, (rough) smut, mature themes, self-destructive behavior, (heavy) angst, mentions of death / illness / blood / abuse, graphic medical procedures. reader discretion is advised.
x author's note so exited to start this series!! dive in and let me know what you think—i love hearing your thoughts! & pls like or repost if you enjoyed, it means the world ♡
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"Who's that?"
Every gaze in the room turned towards you.
"She's my student—," Dr. Geto responded, a trace of amusement twisting his lip. He didn't have to follow Dr. Gojo's stare to know its target. "—a first-year medical student."
A murmur rippled through the group of students, their eyes stinging like needles in your neck. You were acutely aware of your position—the youngest, the least experienced, an outsider among those who had studied for years.
"What?" Gojo's voice sliced through the air. He turned his scrutinizing gaze towards Geto. "You brought a fucking first-year into my operating room?"
Ouch.
Geto chuckled. "Relax, Satoru. She's good."
Gojo's expression tightened. He turned back to you, those unnervingly bright blue eyes raking over you from behind his surgical glasses. It made your skin crawl. "You, first-year. Bypass, endovascular, or direct microsurgical approach?"
The air in the operating room was thick.
Dr. Geto and Dr. Gojo had been circling the issue for at least half an hour, dissecting strategies as if the patient weren't laid skull open before them, the aneurysm a ticking time bomb in the patient's brain.
None of the students dared to move, too terrified to even breathe. It was a test. But hesitation wasn't in your vocabulary.
"You should do a hybrid approach. Start with endovascular coiling to reduce the risk of rupture. Parallel prep for a bypass, using intraoperative Doppler for flow assessment. Stabilize, then microsurgical clipping. Definitive closure."
Silence filled the room. Somehow the eyes of the other students stinging even more now. Your boldness given such a complex situation was either brilliance or audacity—perhaps both.
Geto's laughter broke the tension. "I might've forgotten to mention—she's my best student."
Gojo's gaze lingered on you, something unreadable flickering in his eyes. "That's some complex shit you suggest. The endovascular coiling has to be precise to reduce the risk of aneurysm rupture, and then we switch to microsurgery in an already compromised field."
"Complex, yes, but you have no other choice. The endovascular phase provides stabilization, making the surgical field less treacherous for clipping," you countered.
"And the risk of thrombosis?" Gojo pressed.
"Could happen."
"Could happen?" Gojo repeated. "That's your statement on that?"
"It's either the hybrid approach, or the patient is dead anyway," you said, maintaining his unyielding gaze.
"Is this woman serious?" Gojo murmured, almost inaudibly. His gaze shifted to Geto, seeking perhaps a silent judgment or agreement. Geto, following the exchange with an unreadable smile, seemed more amused than concerned.
"So?" Geto prompted.
Gojo's gaze snapped back to you, his eyes raking over you as if searching for a flaw in your logic. His silence stretched taut between you, a wordless evaluation. Finally, the verdict, "Let's proceed with the hybrid approach."
You exhaled sharply, only then realizing you'd been holding your breath.
A flurry of activity erupted as the nurses prepared for the surgery you'd proposed. You watched closely as the surgeons moved with practiced precision around the patient's exposed brain tissue—both undoubtedly the best neurosurgeons in the country.
"Your name," Dr. Gojo demanded, his focus still on the task at hand. "What is it?"
You gave your name in response.
He repeated your name, as if testing how the name felt. "Do you always approach problems with such boldness?"
"If the situation demands it."
Something in his masked face shifted, a subtle expression that might have been a smile. Whatever it was, it seemed out of place.
"Interesting."
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The corridors of Tokyo Medical University were bustling with life, echoing the footsteps and chatter of students. Lost in a sea of unfamiliar faces, you stood somewhat disoriented in front of the map of the University. Finding your way to your anatomy class felt like an impossible task, especially with less than four minutes on the clock.
It was your first day.
And already the middle of the semester.
Definitely not a good start to come late.
The university you used to attend was half this size, and somehow you already missed it. But who would turn down the opportunity to study at the country's most prestigious medical university? Especially with the chance to learn from the most renowned neurosurgeons teaching there?
So here you were.
Two minutes left.
All of a sudden, someone ran into you, causing you to fall to the ground.
"Whoa, sorry! I'm so sorry!" You looked up to see a guy with tousled black hair and noticeable dark circles under his eyes. He quickly extended a hand to help you up. "Are you okay?"
Brushing off your clothes, you nodded and accepted his hand, feeling a surprising strength as he easily pulled you back to your feet.
"You new here?" he asked, studying your face. "You seem a bit lost."
The subtle irony in his comment almost coaxed a smile out of you, especially considering his own worn-out look. "Yeah, it's my first day, and I'm already running late. I'm trying to find Dr. Ieiri's anatomy class."
"No way, that's my class too! Come on, I'll show you, but we need to make it quick," he responded, already moving ahead with a sense of urgency. You hastened to keep pace with his swift strides.
"I'm Yuta Okkotsu, by the way," he introduced himself as you weaved through the bustling corridors. "So, what's the story behind your mid-semester transfer?"
"I was at a different medical school, but then got this offer to transfer here."
Yuta's eyes widened slightly. "An offer to transfer? That's pretty impressive. You must be quite talented."
"I'm not so sure about that, I think I just got lucky."
Yuta led the way through the bustling corridors, his familiarity with the campus evident in every confident turn he took. Finally, you arrived at the large doors of the auditorium where Dr. Ieiri's anatomy class was supposed to be held. Pushing the doors open, you both slipped inside, but there was no sign of the professor yet.
"Made it," Yuta gasped, a grin spreading across his face despite the shortness of breath. "With, uh, time to spare!" He glanced at his watch. "Okay, maybe not."
Yuta, still catching his breath, gestured towards a group sitting near the back. "Come on, you can sit with us. My friends are cool, I promise."
As you followed, you noticed a girl with striking green hair. She was leafing through a thick textbook with an expression that suggested she found the content less than challenging. "That's Maki," Yuta whispered to you. "Don't let her scare you—she's actually really nice."
Maki looked up as you approached. "New student?"
"Transfer student actually," Yuta corrected. "Is Inumaki also running late?"
Before Maki could respond, the doors swung open. But instead of Dr. Ieiri, Dr. Satoru Gojo stepped in, his presence as commanding as when you first saw him.
No way.
The room fell into an instant hush. Dr. Gojo sauntered to the front of the auditorium, his silver hair gleaming in the gentle sun.
"Good morning, class," he began, his voice effortlessly filling the hall. "Dr. Ieiri is unavailable today, so I'll be taking you through the nervous system."
He scribbled his name on the board, one hand nonchalantly tucked into his trouser pocket. Turning back to face the class, he rolled up his sleeves, his captivating blue eyes even more striking without the barrier of surgical glasses.
As his gaze swept across the students, it abruptly landed on you. For a split second, his confident demeanor wavered, replaced by a flicker of surprise crossing his features.
"The first-year?"
Following his gaze, all heads turned towards you—dozens of stabbing eyes.
Fantastic, center stage yet again.
You locked eyes with Gojo for a heartbeat, maybe a minute, maybe a year. Heat spread all over your skin. His lips parted slightly, as if he was about to say something, but then he cleared his throat and regained his professional poise.
"As I was saying," he turned his attention back to the class, "—since Dr. Ieiri isn't here, we'll dive deeper into the nervous system. So listen well."
His eyes met yours one more time before he launched into the lecture.
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As the lecture came to an end, the students began to gather their belongings. You also began to pack up your notes, still processing the intense lecture Dr. Gojo had just given. It was clear—he was not a professor who took it easy on his students.
"Should we grab a bite? We've got a few minutes before the next class," Yuta suggested, glancing at both you and Maki as you made your way towards the exit. But just as you were about to step out, Dr. Gojo's voice halted you in your tracks.
"Not you, first-year."
The remaining students cast curious glances your way as they continued to file out of the auditorium. Yuta paused, his gaze shifting between you and Dr. Gojo.
"I'll catch up later," you said to him. He nodded before disappearing with the last of the students.
Turning back, you found Dr. Gojo leaning nonchalantly against his desk with his arms crossed. His intense gaze was focused on you. The room quickly emptied, leaving only the two of you.
"I'm curious, what brings a first-year into an operating room?" he finally broke the silence.
"Dr. Geto invited me to observe."
"Dr. Geto?" he echoed, pushing himself off from the desk and taking a few steps closer. "How did you come to know him?"
"He invited me to transfer here," you explained. "He's overseeing a research project that I'm a part of."
"You what? You mean you're working with him on the neuroprosthetics?"
"Yes," you simply said.
He paused for a moment, then let out a chuff before taking a few deliberate steps closer. "Tell me, what did it take for you to get into this university? To become part of Suguru's team as a mere first-year student?"
Your brows furrowed slightly. "Are you insinuating something, Dr. Gojo?"
His lips curled into a half-smile, his approach halting just a breath away from you. "Oh, I wouldn't dream of suggesting anything untoward, like a student getting ahead by... unconventional means. That'd be highly inappropriate, wouldn't it?"
The air around you seemed to thicken as he loomed closer, his tall frame nearly casting a shadow over you against the backdrop of the window.
"I didn't know you were even Suguru's type," he continued.
Was he for real?
He knew nothing.
Nothing about the countless hours you'd poured into your studies. Nothing about the sleepless nights spent devouring research papers. Nothing about the relentless drive that had earned you recognition in the scientific community despite your young age. And here he was, accusing you of fucking your way up the ladder.
"Why? Are you jealous?" The words slipped out before you could think.
Gojo's eyes narrowed. His jaw clenched. "I can see why Suguru took an interest."
The intensity of his gaze was unnerving, yet you found yourself unable to look away. It was as if he was trying to read your very thoughts, peeling back layers with nothing but his piercing blue eyes.
For a moment, his gaze drifted downward, lingering on your lips. Your pulse quickened, a rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins. "Too bad, I'm on the neuroprosthetics team too," he remarked. "We'll be seeing quite a bit of each other, it seems."
Suddenly, he stepped back, breaking the intensity of the moment. "Make sure you live up to the expectations, first-year. I won't go easy on you just because you're a rookie."
With those final words, he turned away, leaving you standing in the midst of the empty auditorium, your mind racing.
Was he for real real?
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"Ugh, I hate that guy!"
Geto looked up from his desk, a single eyebrow raised in response to your dramatic entrance into his office. "That guy?"
"I mean Dr. Gojo," you clarified, pacing the room. "I can't keep up with his arrogance."
He leaned back in his chair, regarding you with a calm, measured gaze. "He's not as bad as you think. You just need to get to know him better."
Know him better?
Yeah, that was the least you wanted to do.
"He just accused me of sleeping with you to get into this university!"
The words tumbled out of your mouth, more bluntly than you intended. Your relationship with Geto had always been somewhat informal, feeling more like a friendship. But this level of frankness was a step further than usual. But the anger and frustration boiling inside you made it impossible to hold back.
Geto couldn't suppress a laugh. "Sounds like something he would say," he mused, interlacing his fingers behind his head.
You stopped pacing the room and turned to face him. "Ha?"
"Listen," Geto began. "Gojo is a good man. He's always worked hard, so it might be a little irritating for him to see someone new get the recognition he's worked for years to get."
"But I've worked hard too," you countered.
"I know," Geto leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk. "That's why I invited you here, to be part of my research team. He'll see your potential sooner or later." A warm smile played on his lips.
"So I just have to wait for his approval?"
"It looks like it," Geto shrugged.
Great.
"Besides we need him on this project, so it's best if you two find a way to get along. You'll learn a lot working with Gojo," he added.
You sighed. "I'm not so sure about that."
"Gojo is not easily impressed. But I have a feeling that you made quite an impression on him with your boldness in the operating room the other day. Not many students would suggest such an approach as you did."
"Is that a compliment?"
"You can take it as one, yes," he replied with a chuckle. He then stood up and began packing his bag. "Oh, and also, we're starting work on the project tomorrow, right after your last class."
Fantastic.
"Tomorrow?"
"Yes," he confirmed, nodding. "I think it's best we dive right in. Gojo will be there too, of course. It'll be a good opportunity for both of you to start fresh." His smile widened, a glint of amusement in his eyes.
You couldn't help but feel he was somewhat enjoying the situation.
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The air was filled with the sterile scent of preservatives.
Anatomy class was in full swing, the only sound being the quiet murmur of focused students. You stood at your desk next to Yuta, Maki, and Toge, each of you meticulously dissecting and examining organs under the microscope. But your mind was elsewhere, lost in a blur of thoughts about the research project starting later that day.
As you sliced an organ in half with a practiced hand, your gaze drifted unfocused, the image under the microscope blurring. A wave of nausea washed over you. Perhaps it was the onset of the flu, or perhaps it was a convenient excuse to avoid facing Gojo later.
"Hey, you okay?" Yuta's voice pulled you back to the present. You realized you had been staring blankly at the tissue sample for longer than necessary.
"Yeah, just thinking about the project later."
Maki glanced over, her eyes sharp behind her safety glasses. "With Dr. Gojo, right? That's going to be—interesting."
You paused. "What do you mean?"
"Dr. Gojo, well, he's notorious for being an ass," Maki said, her focus still on her own dissection. "He's undeniably a genius, but he's also—brutal. He has a way of pushing students to their limits, often too far."
Fantastic.
Just what you needed to hear.
Your stomach churned. "I had a feeling about that."
"His standards are high, and he's not exactly gentle in his criticism. If you don't meet his expectations, he'll let you know, and not kindly," she continued. "He's made more than a few students question their life choices."
"Yeah, I've heard similar stories. You either meet his expectations or you're pretty much done," Yuta added.
The thought of working with Dr. Gojo was getting more fun by the minute.
Maybe you should call in sick.
Toge contributed his one-word insight, "God complex," which seemed to perfectly sum up the mood of the conversation about Dr. Gojo.
"But—," Maki interjected, finally looking up, "—he's still the best in his field. If you can handle the pressure, he's undoubtedly the one to learn from."
Yeah, but what was the price for that?
You let out a tired sigh.
Returning to your task, you carefully aligned the organ under the microscope. Gojo was intimidating, no doubt, but you had worked your ass off to reach this point. You weren't going to back down just because he was a dick. After all, Geto was also working on the project, so how bad could it possibly be then?
You glanced up from the microscope to adjust its focus. However, you couldn't help but notice Yuta. He glanced at Maki over his microscope with this look—that certain look.
Interesting.
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"Your idea is just ridiculous!"
"Oh really? Yours is just shit!"
You didn't know how it ended up like this. It was barely two minutes into the discussion about a critical aspect of the research project, and here you were, shouting at each other. The entire lab had gone silent, all eyes glued to the heated exchange. Geto, leaning against a counter, watched the scene unfold with an amused smile playing on his lips.
"Your approach could compromise the entire neural interface integration," you argued. "It's too aggressive and doesn't take into account the potential for neural tissue damage."
Gojo was standing so close, that you could see the flecks of color in his eyes, feel the heat radiating off him. And could probably spit in his face.
Maybe you should do that.
His approach was risky—dangerous even. How could he not see that?
"It's necessary," Gojo countered. "—playing it safe doesn't always work."
Yeah, you know that. But not in this case, not with this patient. It was borderline reckless.
"There's a fine line between a breakthrough and recklessness," you shot back.
"You're so naive," he retorted, stepping even closer. "You don't understand when it's time to take some risks."
You stared at him. "Taking risks? No, you're just being insane!"
"You—" he started but Geto quickly intervened.
"Alright, that's enough for now," he said, placing a hand on each of your shoulders, physically creating space between you and Gojo. "Let's take a break."
But Gojo's eyes never left yours, unbroken even as Geto gently shoved him backwards. You stood there, your breath ragged, your heart racing. Around you, the lab slowly came back to life as the others resumed their tasks, occasionally stealing glances in your direction.
"Could you get us some coffee?" Geto asked, pressing a few bills into your hand.
Yeah. Sure.
You nodded. The unexpected surge of adrenaline that had coursed through your veins didn't leave you needing caffeine, but hell, you took anything that would get you away from him. As you made your way out of the lab, you could still feel his gaze on you.
Taking your time, you wandered to the cafeteria. Okay, maybe you just didn't find the way. But you didn't really care. The university was already empty at this hour. The moonlight streamed through the windows, casting long shadows that danced along the walls.
By the time you returned to the lab, the coffee had grown cold in your hands. Geto immediately perked up at your return, pushing himself away from his desk and walking over to you. "Ah, great," he said with a smile, taking a cup from your hands. "Thanks."
Your gaze shifted to Gojo, who hadn't moved an inch, his attention seemingly absorbed by the computer screen in front of him. Without a word, you placed his cup on his desk.
The rest of the evening was a blur of lab work, discussions, and planning.
You were focused on analyzing a blood sample to identify specific markers and genetic predispositions to determine if a patient was eligible for research. Normally an easy task, but your concentration began to waver.
Glancing at the clock, you noticed that it was well past midnight. The lab was quiet, most of the equipment was turned off, and the only light was the dim glow of a few workstations. Geto had left some time ago, urging you to do the same, but you stayed. It would take longer to continue your work tomorrow than to finish it now.
However, each test you ran seemed to produce inconclusive or erratic results. You rechecked the protocols, ran the tests again, but the results were still the same. Exhaustion was clouding your judgment, leading you to make mistakes you wouldn't normally make.
After yet another failed attempt, you let out a sigh and rubbed your tired eyes.
How was this so fucking hard all of a sudden?
"Let me help you," said a voice from behind you. It was Gojo. You thought he had already left, or maybe you were just so focused on your own task. You felt his presence close behind you as he leaned in to examine the blood sample results on the screen.
"See here," he said, so close you could feel the warmth of his breath. He reached around you to steer the controls, his arms encircling you. Your skin heated. "The centrifugation speed and time must be precisely calibrated. It affects the separation of cellular components, which is critical for accurate marker identification."
You nodded slightly, even though you already knew that. Somehow, you were now a bit ashamed of your own sudden stupidity. As the sample was prepared and placed for analysis, his presence remained close, his body heat and the soft cadence of his breathing a constant distraction. The results started to display on the screen, this time showing the definitive patterns you had been seeking.
"No need to thank me," Gojo said, straightening up—giving you some much-needed air to breathe. "You should go home, it's late."
You glanced at the clock on the wall. Yeah, you should really go home.
As Gojo moved towards the door, he paused briefly, his hand resting on the handle. "Burning out won't do you, or the project, any good."
You watched him for a moment. Somehow, in the dim light, his features softened the usually sharp lines of his face. "Are you concerned?"
"Concerned that you mess this project up," he said with a grin on his lips.
You let out a tired sigh. "Of course."
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Another day. Another fight.
The tension in the lab was palpable as you and Gojo stood across from each other. The issue had resurfaced. So had the friction between your methods. Your opposing views seemed like an insurmountable chasm.
"You're not considering the long-term implications of your approach," you insisted, your voice tinged with frustration. "We need to think about patient recovery, not just the immediate results."
"The primary goal is to ensure the success of the procedure. Your 'cautious' tactics might compromise the project's objectives," Gojo retorted.
You bristled at his words. "It's not about being cautious—it's about being thorough and responsible. We can't afford to overlook potential complications."
The debate intensified, each point you made met with a sharp rebuttal from Gojo. As the argument escalated, he took a step closer, his blue eyes locked on yours. "Your method will not work, first-year. Playing it safe will kill this patient."
His proximity was overwhelming, and for a moment, you lost your train of thought, caught up in the intensity of his gaze. "My method will keep him alive," you managed to say, trying to regain your composure.
Before he could respond, you glanced at the clock on the wall and realized with a start that you were late for your class. "I have to go," you said abruptly, the urgency of the situation breaking the tension.
"We're not done with this discussion," Gojo snapped.
"Yeah, whatever," you said as you hurried out of the lab and rushed to your class.
Gojo let out a low hiss under his breath. As you left the lab, Geto approached him, his expression serious despite the hint of a smile on his lips. Some might say he looked scary.
"Satoru," Geto began. "Can we talk for a minute?"
Gojo turned, his posture stiffening. "About what?"
Geto crossed his arms, leaning back against a lab table. "Could you please stop pissing off my precious student?"
"Ha?" he said, raking a hand through his hair. "Are you seriously siding with her?"
"I am," Geto confirmed. "I wanted her on this project because she and I are on the same page."
"Of course you are."
"Satoru, I don't want to throw you off this project, so please try to find a middle ground with her. Give her a chance."
Gojo exhaled sharply, the lines on his face softening slightly. "Your approach is too cautious. It won't work."
Geto maintained his calm demeanor. "We'll see."
"Fine," Gojo finally conceded. "I'll try to—work with her. On one condition."
"And what's that?" Geto asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We do it my way if your approach doesn't work," Gojo said.
"Fair enough."
Gojo looked away, his gaze settling on the empty space where you had stood moments before. There was a brief pause, his mind racing.
"Suguru, what exactly do you see in her?" Gojo asked after a while.
"Hm?" Geto looked at Gojo thoughtfully. "She has potential, wouldn't you say?"
"Yeah, potential," Gojo echoed, his voice trailing off slightly.
Geto tilted his head.
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The sun streamed through the windows of the anatomy classroom, casting a warm glow across the rows of desks. Despite the bright light, your eyelids felt heavy, the endless fights with Gojo replaying in your mind and robbing you of much-needed energy.
You sat beside Yuta, Maki, and Toge, struggling to focus on the lecturer's words.
"Rough day?" Yuta whispered.
You propped your head up with one hand, blinking rapidly in a vain attempt to clear the fog of fatigue. "More like a rough week."
"You look like shit," Maki remarked.
"Thanks."
As the lecturer continued discussing the intricacies of human anatomy, your thoughts drifted back to Gojo. Despite all the arguments you had with him, all you could think about was the memory of his intense gaze, his closeness, his soft voice, even his scent. It made it impossible to concentrate on the lecture.
Yuta nudged you gently when you almost nodded off, your head dipping forward. "You really should get some rest after this."
Suddenly, an announcement woke you up in an instant.
"Now we'll do a quick test." Dr. Ieiri announced. "It's crucial for your upcoming exams."
A collective groan echoed through the class. You froze, your heart sinking. A test was the last thing you needed right now.
Yuta turned to you. "You got this," he said, trying to offer some encouragement.
You weren't so sure.
As the test papers were distributed, you stared blankly at the questions. Your mind, usually sharp and focused during exams, felt sluggish and unresponsive. One by one, you read through the questions, trying to recall the knowledge you knew was hopefully buried somewhere in your tired brain.
Fuck.
It was all questions about something like skin, bones and that shit. You could recall every little detail about the brain, but bones? Fuck, you really should have paid attention in that class.
Panic set in as you realized that you might actually fail this test.
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1:07 AM.
You were still wide awake.
Tossing and turning, you found sleep elusive. Everything that had happened lately was replaying in your mind. You had barely been in Tokyo for a few weeks and your life was already so different. You barely had time to fix up your apartment, the moving boxes still there, waiting to be opened. And then the anatomy test—
You needed a distraction, something to focus on that wasn't your own disappointment.
So you decided to head back to the university lab. Maybe immersing yourself in work would help clear your head. The quiet, empty streets at this hour were oddly comforting as you drove to the campus. Upon arriving at the lab, you were surprised to see the lights already on. You pushed the door open, stepping into the familiar space.
No way.
"What are you doing here?" you asked, unable to hide your surprise.
Gojo hunched over a microscope, deeply engrossed in his work. He looked up, his expression one of mild annoyance. "I could ask you the same," he replied.
Nice.
Even in the lab, it seemed you couldn't escape his presence. He was always there, haunting both your mind and your reality.
"You shouldn't work so late. You're still a student," Gojo remarked.
You glanced at him. "Yeah, you've already told me that. But I want this project to work just as much as you."
Gojo looked your way, his striking blue eyes catching the dim lab light. "Don't you ever take a break? Go out? Maybe party or so?"
You observed him for a moment. His hair was disheveled, giving him a more relaxed, approachable look than usual. "I'm not really into the party scene," you admitted.
"I guessed as much," he responded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he returned his focus back to his work.
"What's that supposed to mean?" you asked, somewhat hurt.
"It's not a criticism, just an observation."
Setting up at a nearby workstation, you began reviewing some data on a patient you were about to perform surgery on. He was the first to receive a transplant directly into his cerebral cortex, hoping to bypass the damaged spinal cord and allow direct brain control of a prosthetic limb.
It was the first time such an operation had ever been performed. And Geto would be the one to do the surgery. Gojo would have normally, but he refused. He was still convinced it was the wrong approach. Even though all the data showed otherwise.
Sipping from your coffee, you glanced over at Gojo, finding a strange comfort in his presence. He worked with a focus and intensity that was almost mesmerizing.
3:23 AM.
Exhaustion weighed heavily on your eyelids as you completed the final analysis. Now all you had to do was wait for the results. You rested your head on your hand, sinking lower and lower until your head touched the cool surface of the desk. Maybe a short nap wouldn't hurt.
Time passed unnoticed until a gentle touch caressed your cheek. It jolted you from sleep. You flinched slightly, your eyes fluttering open. Your gaze slowly traveled up, finally locking with Gojo's eyes. He stood beside you, his thumb lingering just a moment longer on your skin, stroking lightly over your cheek.
"You hungry?"
You straightened up, pulling back a little. Suddenly conscious of the close proximity. A warm flush spread across your cheeks.
Gojo pulled up a chair, turned it backwards and faced you. He unwrapped a small meal he had brought from a nearby bakery, the scent of fresh pastries filling the air.
There was a casual ease to his movements. Like everything he did. Whether he was slicing through a brain or just existing. He always seemed so unbothered. As if he knew he would never fail at anything anyway.
Blinking tiredly, you rubbed your eyes, trying to shake off the lingering veil of sleep. As you moved, a jacket slipped from your shoulders. His jacket. He must have draped it over your shoulders while you slept. It smelled like him.
"Keep it," he said before you could part your lips. "The body cools down after sleep."
"Always the doctor, aren't you?" you replied with a hint of a smile, pulling the jacket back around your shoulders. "Thank you."
Reaching for the pastry he had brought, you became acutely aware of his gaze. The intensity in his eyes that sent shivers down your spine.
"Tell me something about yourself."
"What do you want to know?" you asked, taking a bite of the pastry.
"Everything."
You chuckled. "That would take a while."
"I've got time."
You hesitated for a moment, feeling his gaze still intently on you.
"Tell me how Suguru found you," he continued.
"Back in my hometown, I was already in medical university, working on a research project about a specific type of brain tumor called glioblastoma multiforme. My mentor at the time encouraged me to publish a paper on my findings. It seems that Geto stumbled upon my work. That's how I ended up here."
"Impressive," he said. "Why this specific type of brain tumor?"
A lump formed in your throat. "Because my father died of it."
Gojo paused, his eyes searching yours, as if trying to read your thoughts.
"My father was a neurosurgeon, too. I practically grew up in operating rooms," you continued.
"Why did he die?"
The directness of his question caught you slightly off guard. You took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts.
"The tumor was too aggressive. The surgery was useless, he knew that, but he wanted it anyway. They tried a radical surgery to remove as much of the tumor as possible while preserving vital brain function. But it failed. My father was just dead meat breathing after the surgery. My mother never got over that loss. I think she lost her mind."
The gruesome edge of your words surprised him, his eyes widening slightly. You looked away, unable to maintain eye contact with Gojo as his stupidly handsome blue eyes seemed to pierce your soul.
Silence stretched between you two.
"I'm sorry," Gojo said eventually.
"It's okay. He's long gone," your eyes lingered on the pastry. "It's what drove me to neurology," you continued, gathering the courage to look up at him. "I wanted to contribute to something that might change outcomes for people like my father."
"Is that why you want to go for the safe approach with the patient in our neuroprosthetics project?"
You thought about it. But it wouldn't help to lie anyway. "Yeah, that's probably it."
Gojo ran his fingers through his hair, releasing a weary exhale.
"Tell me about you now," you said, changing the subject.
He paused, then offered a brief, wry smile. "Not married, no girlfriend, no kids."
"That's not really what I meant."
"Sure?" he teased, the corners of his mouth turning up in a playful smile.
"Why not?" you asked him. This was indeed interesting. He was handsome. Tall. Barely in his thirties. A famous neurosurgeon. He was basically the whole package. Except—
"No time, I guess," he said.
"What a lame excuse," you retorted, leaning back in your chair. You stretched your arms above your head, trying to relieve the tension that had built up in your muscles. A slight smile lingered on your lips as you added, "I guess you're just too much ego for any woman to handle."
"Oh, sweetheart," Gojo replied, the nickname rolling off his tongue with a natural ease. "I suspect you have just as much ego as me."
Suddenly, Gojo stood up and closed the distance between you. You remained seated, looking up at him, your heart rate quickening. For a moment, he just stood there, looking down at you. The intensity in his gaze was palpable, and you found yourself caught in it, unable to look away. The room seemed to shrink, the space between you charged.
Then, leaning in, Gojo brought his face close to yours, his breath a whisper against your ear. The proximity sent a shiver down your spine. "Bad for you," he murmured softly, his voice a low rumble, "I do like arrogant woman."
Before you could respond, he straightened up. "Good night," he said. "You should get some sleep."
With that, he turned and walked out of the lab, leaving you sitting there. The air seemed to shift back to normal as the door closed behind him.
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Your legs hurt. Your back hurt. Your hips hurt. Your neck hurt.
Everything hurt.
You stood on the sidelines of the operating room for nearly 6 hours. Standing still on the same spot. You'll never get used to that. It's the worst part of the job. But it was still a privilege to witness Geto and Gojo in surgery, right?
The room was filled with the sound of beeping monitors and the low murmur of the assisting surgical team. From your vantage point, you had a clear view of the procedure and the surgeons. They worked together with a quiet efficiency that was fascinating.
However, as you watched, something about Gojo caught your attention. His movements seemed slightly off. You started noticing it about an hour ago. But no one said anything. His hair was drenched in sweat and clung to his forehead. You could see the slight trembling in his hands, almost imperceptible.
Something was definitely off.
Your gaze lingered on him, studying his every move.
"First-year."
Gojo suddenly paused and looked up, his eyes meeting yours. You flinched slightly, as he caught you starring at him. "You want to try the next part?" he asked, his voice cutting through the hum of the operating room.
Was he serious?
Before you could reply, Geto interjected, "Satoru, are you joking? She's still a student."
Gojo's gaze didn't waver from you. "I know. But you said she's your best student," he replied his lips twitching with a smile. "I want to test that."
"You've done aneurysm surgery before, back in your hometown, right?" Gojo asked you.
Did he google you or what?
"Yes," you replied.
"Then step forward," he said.
You hesitated. Your gaze drifted to Geto for confirmation. Geto hesitated, then gave a slight nod.
Heart pounding, you stepped forward to the operating table. A rush of adrenaline surged through you. You took the offered surgical tools with a steady hand from Gojo, his eyes locked with yours. "We're going to work on clipping the aneurysm now. You've done it before, right?"
"Yes," you replied, your voice steady despite the racing of your heart.
"Good." He moved closer, positioning himself so he could guide you while still giving you control. "Start with an incision here," he instructed, pointing to a specific area on the patient's brain with his own instrument.
You could feel his gaze over your shoulder; the warmth of his body near yours. As you made the initial incision, Gojo moved even closer. "Now, carefully dissect the tissue to expose the aneurysm," he continued.
Your hands worked around the fragile brain. You did surgery before. Yes. But this was another level. Every eye of every nurse and doctor in the room was on you. Geto was monitoring the patient's data. He glanced at you from time to time, his expression unreadable. But you were at least three inches deep into a human brain, so there was no way out anyway.
After that, you would certainly have to vomit from the adrenaline.
At one critical point, your hands hesitated. Your heart almost exploded. In that moment, you could either kill this patient or save him. "Calm down," Gojo said, so low and close to your ear that only you could hear it. Gojo's hand cupped yours gently. "You're doing fine. Trust yourself," he murmured. His touch was brief, but it was enough to ground you for a moment.
Sweat trickled down your forehead as you isolated the aneurysm and prepared it for clipping.
"Good," he whispered.
Finally, as you placed the clip on the aneurysm and secured it, a wave of accomplishment washed over you. Hell, you really did it.
"Congratulations, an excellent clipping," Gojo said, his lips forming a smile. "You can step back now."
"Thank you, Dr. Gojo," you whispered. As you stepped back, a wide smile spread across your face, hidden beneath the mask but undeniable in the sparkle of your eyes.
Gojo took the lead again to close up the patient. But his gaze shifted to you every now and then.
Geto's eyes narrowed.
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"You did a good job in there."
Gojo glanced in your direction as you both washed up in the scrub room after the operation.
"Thanks," you replied, meeting his eyes.
"I may have underestimated you," he said, his lips curving into a teasing smile.
Wait? Was that a compliment? From him?
Before you could respond, the door to the scrub room burst open. Geto stormed in, his face flushed with anger. He tore off his scrubs and threw them into the trash with a thud that made you flinch.
"We need to talk, Satoru," he said sharply. His intense gaze was fixed solely on Gojo, as if you weren't even there.
Shit.
Gojo calmly turned off the tap and reached for a towel, drying his hands with deliberate slowness. His face was an unreadable mask. He gave you a brief glance before following Geto out of the room.
"Don't you dare fuck my student," Geto hissed before the door had even fully closed behind them. But it didn't matter anyway, you could hear their voices through the thin walls.
Gojo leaned back against a table. His arms crossed over his chest. "What are you getting at?"
"Don't try to fuck with me, Satoru. I've seen the way you look at her."
"I supervised her, so that she wouldn't kill the patient. That's all you saw."
"Supervision?" Geto's voice was sharp. "Since when do you let a student handle such a crucial part of a surgery? What's gotten into you? What if she had screwed up?"
Gojo's eyes narrowed. "What's your problem? She's proven herself capable, and she performed brilliantly today, don't you think?"
Geto advanced a step, closing the distance between them. His frustration palpable. "This isn't like you, Satoru. You're blurring lines that should remain clear. She's a student. You're supposed to be her mentor, not—not whatever you're turning this into."
The room went silent.
"Your concern is noted, but misplaced," Gojo said. "My interest in her is purely professional. She has potential, real potential, and it's my job to support that."
Geto's expression hardened. "That's right, she has potential, and you're risking that if you can't keep your hands off her."
"What?" Gojo pushed away from the table. "Because you want her for yourself?"
"I can't believe you'd go there," Geto snapped back. "I brought her here because she's damn good at what she does, not for any other reason."
Gojo's face tightened, a muscle twitching in his jaw. "You should know me better, Suguru. I was giving her a shot to show her skills, that's all."
In a sudden move, Geto closed the distance and grasped Gojo's shirt, pulling him forward. Their faces were just inches apart. "Listen, Satoru," Geto said. "I'm dead serious. One wrong step, one slip, and you could ruin everything—her career, the project, your own reputation. Don't think I'll stand by and watch that happen."
Gojo's eyes met Geto's, unflinching. He placed his hands on Geto's to release his grip. "I hear you, Suguru," he said. "But you're wrong. My interest in her is purely professional."
"Make sure it stays that way," Geto warned. He released his grip and stepped back.
Geto then turned and left the room. Gojo turned his head to look at you through the small window in the door that separated you. Your eyes briefly met his before he also left, his footsteps echoing down the corridor.
Great.
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This day couldn't get any better.
You stood at the exit of the hospital. It was pouring.
Resigned, you decided to wait near the exit, hoping the rain would stop soon. Minutes passed, but the rain showed no signs of stopping.
"Waiting out the rain?" a familiar voice called out from behind.
You turned to see Gojo appeared. He had changed out of his surgical scrubs and was now in his regular clothes. His muscular arms and broad shoulders visible even under his loose button-down.
"Yeah, it looks like I'm stuck here for a while."
Gojo opened his umbrella. "Come on, I'll walk you to your car."
You hesitated for a moment.
"Suguru already left, don't worry," he added, as if reading your thoughts.
You frowned slightly. "That's not what I was concerned about."
"Then why are you hesitating?" He took a step closer, the umbrella now over you both. He stood at least a head taller than you, looking down at you with heavy eyes. You studied the tired lines in his face, the slight dark circles under his eyes.
"You look tired."
"Do I?" Gojo's voice was deep, his gaze lingering shamelessly on your lips. "Perhaps I am. I've been thinking about you all night."
"Bold statement, especially after Geto's warning."
"I'm not afraid of Suguru."
"Is that why you let me operate today? To piss him off?"
He leaned forward. "I let you operate because you can operate. Suguru is hesitant. He likes to play safe. With me, you'll have more challenge—more fun."
"Are we still talking about surgery?"
"Of course, sweetheart," he replied with a grin. "Come on, It's been a long day. I insist."
"Okay," you finally relented. "Thank you."
You stepped out into the rain together. The umbrella shielded you both as you walked side by side. You walked in silence, the only sound being the gentle drumming of raindrops. Gojo subtly shifted the umbrella, ensuring you were completely covered. His shoulder got wet.
When you reached your car, you turned to him. Somehow you stood so close now. His breath hot against you skin. Your stomach turned slightly, but you tried to brush the feeling off. "Thank you," you said softly, "—for everything today."
"Can I ask you for a favor?" He asked suddenly.
"Sure."
"Can you help me with a project?"
"Another project? Besides the neuroprosthetics?" you asked.
"It's a private one. I could use your assistance with processing data."
"Let me know when and where."
He smiled. "Perfect."
Gojo smoothly opened the car door for you, still holding the umbrella over your head. "Take care," he said gently, his gaze lingering on you a moment longer than necessary. You both remained frozen. The world outside the umbrella a blur.
"You too," you finally replied, breaking the moment. As you got into your car, you were acutely aware of his eyes still on you.
He closed the door for you and turned.
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"Sorry in advance if this hurts."
You tried to insert the needle, your hand less steady than usual. The needle missed the vein, making Yuta wince. "Sorry," you wiped sweat from your forehead. Then tried again, quickly changing the needle.
A week had passed since the fight between Geto and Gojo. Since then, Gojo hadn't visited the lab. You didn't know what to make of it. But perhaps it was for the better. Less fighting after all. Gojo still didn't approve of your approach.
Still, you couldn't force your mind to stop racing. Perhaps it was the immense workload you had. The research project, not to mention Gojo's personal research project, and inevitably, Gojo himself.
You were in practical class, sitting with Maki, Yuta, and Toge, focusing on a seemingly simple task—practicing drawing blood. But you failed every time.
Yuta gave you a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, you've done this a hundred times."
Yeah. Not really, but you should probably not tell him that right now.
You took a deep breath and tried again. Failed.
"It's alright, give it another go," Yuta said, even after you had stabbed his arm too many times to be comfortable.
The needle slipped again and missed the mark. "I'm sorry, Yuta. I don't know what's wrong with me today."
"Pressure?" Toge asked.
"Yeah, I guess it's a lot lately."
Suddenly, Dr. Kento, the instructor for this practical lesson, appeared behind you. His stoic demeanor sent a shiver down your spine without you having to see it.
"You're really not good at this," he commented bluntly, not really befitting a professor. But it was true.
Forcing a smile, you turned to face him. "Just a bit off my game today."
Dr. Kento's expression remained impassive. "Drawing blood is a basic skill. You should be able to do it in your sleep," he lectured. "But you look like you're torturing your patient."
"Ehh—," you began, turning back to Yuta and only then noticing his pained expression. All color had drained from his face.
Oops.
Dr. Kento's gaze then swept across the room, capturing the attention of the entire class. "Everyone needs to master this," he continued. "I expect you to be able to do this by the end of the week."
You kidding, right?
It was already Thursday. He basically meant tomorrow.
As if on cue, the bell rang.
You and your friends began to gather your belongings. As the room buzzed with the chatter of students packing up, Yuta brought up a topic that immediately drew everyone's interest.
"Hey, about the sports festival, which team should we join?"
"Sports festival?" you echoed, feeling slightly out of the loop. Your focus on the lab work had left you missing everything else that happened on campus.
Yuta nodded. "Yeah, it's a big event. Every year there's a sports festival in the summer with a bunch of team sports events and competitions."
Toge, usually reserved, showed a flicker of excitement. "Basketball."
"Yeah, the professors usually form a basketball team against the students. Should we join?" Yuta asked.
Maki already scrolled through her phone, looking up the festival details. "We should register then, hmm ... oh the professor team is already full, and .. oh Dr. Gojo and Dr. Geto are in the team."
"I bet they are just as competitive on the court as they are in the OR," Yuta added.
"Join?" Toge asked.
"Sure," Maki commented, scrolling through her phone for more details.
Out of curiosity, you asked, "Does anyone here even play basketball?"
Yuta, scratching his chin thoughtfully, replied, "Well, I've played a bit. And Maki's naturally good at anything, so—" he paused, seemingly realizing what he just said. His face turned a shade redder. "Ehh, I mean, you've played basketball before, right, Maki?"
Maki just shrugged, a confident smirk on her face. "He's not wrong."
"So, are we doing this?" you asked.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Great.
Now you had to learn how to play basketball too.
─── ·✧· ───
Later that day, you found yourself outside Gojo's office, clutching the stack of papers you had prepared for his research project. Taking a deep breath to steady your nerves, you knocked softly before entering.
"Dr. Gojo, I've finished the analysis you requested," you said, placing the papers on his desk.
"Thank you. I'll check these later," he said, not looking up from his computer.
You turned to leave. But just as you reached the door, Gojo's voice halted you.
"Wait."
You paused, turning back to face him.
"Wash your hands. There are syringes and needles in the drawer on the bottom right."
"What?" you asked, not sure what he wanted from you.
He looked up from his computer. "You're embarrassing me," he said bluntly. "You know what Kento said to me earlier? He said, and I quote, 'Are you stupid? How can you let a student operate on the brain who can barely get a needle through skin?'"
You felt a knot forming in your stomach.
"It was just not my day, really," you stammered, trying to defend yourself, though your voice lacked conviction.
"How many times have you done that before?" he asked, his gaze intimidating.
You were lost for words.
"Yeah, that's what I thought," he said, more to himself than to you. He stood up from his desk and rolled up his sleeves.
Before you knew it, you found yourself sitting next to him, wearing gloves and poised with a needle in hand. Gojo's arm was outstretched towards you, the veins visible beneath his skin. You stared at his arm. Somehow your mind now completely blank.
"Aren't you going to tie a band around my arm to make my veins more visible first?" he asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Oh, right," you muttered, your cheeks flushing. You wrapped the band around his arm and secured it tightly. Your fingers trembled slightly as they touched his firm skin. The contact felt unexpectedly intimate. It made your heart race.
He watched you, his expression softening slightly. "Easy now," he said in a more encouraging tone. "It's not hard. Just focus."
Taking a deep breath, you tried to steady your trembling hands. The needle hovered over his vein, and for a moment, you were acutely aware of the silence in the room, punctuated only by the sound of your own erratic heartbeat.
You hesitated.
"Use your little finger against my arm to anchor your hand," he said.
Following his advice, you rested your finger against his skin, feeling a surprising steadiness in your hand.
"And angle the needle slightly," he added. "It's about finding the right entry point—not too steep, not too shallow."
You adjusted the angle of the needle accordingly, aiming for the vein. The tip pierced the skin, and this time, it slid into the vein smoothly. You let out a heavy exhale.
"Good," he said. "Now, draw the blood gently."
As you carefully drew the blood, you could feel Gojo's eyes on your hands, monitoring your technique. Once the procedure was complete and you carefully removed the needle. "Much better," he rolled down his sleeve, a slight arch of his eyebrow. "How is it that you've never really done that before?"
"I don't need to draw blood if I'm operating on the brain," you said with a shrug.
Gojo watched you, a stunned expression flickering across his face.
"The nurses usually handle that anyway," you added, hoping to clarify your point.
There was a moment of silence as he processed what you just said. Finally, he shook his head slightly. "I'm just going to ignore what you just said," he replied.
Changing the subject, he leaned back in his chair. "By the way, I saw your name on the list for the students' basketball team for the upcoming sports festival."
You raised your eyebrows, peeling off your gloves. "Oh, you did?"
"Yeah," he said, a playful glint appearing in his eyes. "I didn't know you played basketball. But I have to admit, I'm curious to see if you're as good at basketball as you are at clipping aneurysms."
"I haven't really played much before, so you might want to lower your expectations," a small smile tugged at your lips. "Have you played before?"
"I used to play pretty regularly when I was in universtiy," he said.
Great.
If he was anywhere near as good at basketball as he was at surgery, you were fucked.
"You should teach me then," you quipped, not quite meeting his gaze. As the words left your lips, you immediately realized the implication. You turned to him, a blush coloring your cheeks. "It's just a joke."
His smile widened. "Oh really? Too bad, I'd have liked that."
The room fell into silence.
You found yourself staring at him, and he returned your gaze.
His silver hair had a few strands that were slightly out of place. Your eyes studied his face as if seeing it for the first time. The typical intensity in his blue eyes had softened, replaced by an almost gentle expression. His sharp jawline moved slightly, as if he were pondering something.
Breaking the silence, you finally spoke, your voice softer than intended. "I wonder what you were like back in your university days."
"Why do you ask?"
"It's hard to imagine you not being the controlled surgeon you are now."
"You think I'm controlled?"
"No, that's not what I meant," you hurried to clarify. "I mean, you're always so focused, so—precise, and—"
Before you could finish, he leaned in closer, his intense gaze holding you captive. The world around you seemed to fade into a blur, leaving only the two of you in sharp focus. You could feel the warmth of his breath, barely a whisper away from your skin.
Gojo reached out, his hand gently cupping your chin. He lifted your face slightly, ensuring your eyes met directly.
"If you keep looking at me like that, I might lose my control sooner than you'd expect," he said, his thumb lightly brushing your jawline.
After a moment that seemed to stretch on, he slowly withdrew his hand and stepped back, breaking the connection. He turned away from you and walked back to his desk. "Thank you for your work. You can leave now."
─── ·✧· ───
The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the university's outdoor basketball court. Maki, Toge, Yuta, and you had gathered for practice, despite the lingering summer heat.
"I can't believe we're actually doing this," you said, dribbling the basketball on the sun-baked concrete. "None of us are exactly pros."
Maki, tying her hair back, grinned. "Speak for yourself. I've got some hidden talents." She effortlessly caught the ball and shot it toward the hoop, scoring a basket. "See?"
Yuta laughed and retrieved the ball. "That's just beginner's luck, Maki. Watch and learn." He took a shot, but the ball bounced off the rim.
"Practice," Toge said.
"Yeah, we really need more practice," you finished his sentence.
"Hey, watch this!" Yuta called out, attempting a fancy dribble move, only to lose control of the ball. It rolled away, and Toge scooped it up and passed it back with a short, "Focus."
"You're one to talk," Maki teased, swiping the ball from Toge and lobbing it towards the basket. It swished through the net effortlessly. "I still got it!"
You caught the ball and wiped the sweat from your brow. "I never thought we'd be practicing basketball as medical students."
Maki turned to you with a curious look. "Speaking of training, how's the research going? You've been spending a lot of time with Geto and Gojo."
You began to dribble the ball, more or less. "It's intense, but I'm learning a lot. Dr. Geto is incredibly intelligent, and well, working with Dr. Gojo is—an experience."
"An experience, huh?" Maki said with a grin "Is that code for 'Dr. Handsome has some unique ways of teaching me'?"
You flinched. Yuta quickly snatched the ball from your unfocused grip and shot it through the net.
"Dr. Handsome?" you echoed.
Maki opened a bottle of water. "Don't tell me he's not good-looking—they both are."
"I mean, they both definitely have their—charm, I guess."
"Charm, huh?" Maki teased, taking a sip of her water. "I've seen the way Dr. Gojo looks at you. There's definitely something."
"It's not like that," you protested, though your defensive tone might have suggested otherwise. "He's just an incredible surgeon to work with, that's all."
"He did let you operate with him, though. That's all I'm saying," Maki added.
"Aneurisym," Toge chimed in.
Yuta, bouncing the ball beside you, added, "Yeah, he let you operate on an aneurysm with him, which is pretty crazy."
You rolled your eyes. "Can we focus on the festival game instead of me?"
Maki laughed. "Alright, alright, we'll drop it. But seriously, how's the project going? I mean, besides the whole Dr. Handsome thing."
Yeah, where to start on that.
Taking a deep breath, you told them more about the research project.
─── ·✧· ───
As the sun began to sink lower in the sky, painting the horizon in shades of orange and pink. You were still on the basketball court, practicing your shots. The others had already left. The court was quiet, except for the rhythmic bounce of the basketball and the occasional swish of the net.
Suddenly, a familiar voice cut through. "Hey, First-year."
Startled, you turned to see Gojo approaching the court. He was dressed in athletic attire—a black, skin-tight t-shirt and shorts that looked criminally good on him.
"Dr. Gojo," you said, a bit surprised to see him there. "I didn't expect to see you practicing."
He picked up a basketball and began dribbling with ease. "I like to keep my skills sharp," he said, shooting a casual glance in your direction. "And I heard there was a new challenger on the students team."
You let out a tired sigh. "I'm just trying to make sure I don't embarrass myself too much at the festival," you admitted.
"Have more confidence in yourself, first-year. You're operating on brains, there's no room for doubts." Gojo shot the ball towards the hoop, scoring effortlessly. "And by the way, stop calling me Dr., just Gojo is fine."
"Alright, Gojo," you said.
Gojo passed the ball to you with a casual flick of his wrist. "Come on, first-year. Show me what you've got."
A cold shiver ran down your skin. Oddly, having to demonstrate your non-existent basketball skills felt more intimidating than clipping an aneurysm in front of him.
You positioned yourself at the three-point line, bouncing the ball a few times to find your rhythm. With a deep breath, you aimed and threw the ball, but it bounced off the rim and rolled away.
Gojo walked over to retrieve the ball. "Yeah, you'll definitely embarrass yourself if you play like that."
Ouch.
"Can you do anything besides brain surgery?" he probed further.
Ouch.
"You know that hurts," you said.
"It's all about posture and precision," he said, closing the distance between you two. He halted just before you. "May I?"
With a nod, you consented. He moved in closer, positioning himself directly behind you. His presence enveloping you in a comforting warmth. He smelled like sweat, but oddly, you found it rather attractive.
You could feel the light touch of his hands as they gently guided your shoulders, aligning your stance with the hoop. His closeness was suffocating, and you found yourself acutely aware of every movement he made.
"Bend your knees a bit more," he advised, his voice a soothing whisper near your ear. You could feel his breath, warm and steady, against the side of your neck, causing your heart to beat faster. His hands moved down to adjust your arms. His touch warm against your skin.
You tried to focus on his instructions. But the closeness of his body, the gentle pressure of his hands on your arms, made it damn hard to concentrate on anything other than him.
"Now, when you shoot, focus on a fluid motion," he added.
As you prepared to take the shot, Gojo's hands rested lightly on your hips, steadying you. You should have pushed them away. Touching you like that was far beyond appropriate. But you didn't. You wanted him to touch you even more in that moment.
With his guidance, you took the shot, and this time the ball sailed through the net with a satisfying thud.
"You see? You have it in you," Gojo said, leaning back slightly but still close enough that you could feel the heat radiating from him.
You turned to face him, meeting his gaze. Your heart immediately dropped.
Even in the waning light you could see it clearly.
"Are you high?" you asked, a slight frown creasing your forehead.
For a moment, Gojo seemed taken aback by your question. He quickly masked his expression with a casual smile and stepped back, creating some distance between you. He began to dribble the basketball, his movements fluid and practiced, yet there was a hint of unease in his actions.
"It's nothing," he said, focusing intently on the ball rather than meeting your eyes. "Just a small injury during practice."
"And you decided to what? Throw in an opioid for that small injury?" you pressed.
He stopped dribbling and faced you, his expression becoming more serious. "No, of course not," he replied with a hint of defensiveness. "It's just a minor strain. I didn't take anything strong for it."
You couldn't believe what he just said. He—a surgeon—a doctor—out of all people.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Look, it's been a long day, and I might have pushed myself a bit too hard. But I'm fine, really."
You studied him closely. "You expect me to believe that?" you took another step closer. "What did you really take? Codeine? Morphine?"
A flicker of something undefinable passing through his eyes. "You're crossing a line," he replied, his tone firmer this time.
"Me? Crossing a line?" you countered. "Since the first day we met, you've been pushing boundaries, and now you say I'm the one overstepping?"
Gojo's expression hardened. "I appreciate your concern, but I assure you, I am perfectly fine." His words were steady, but the slight tightness in his jaw suggested otherwise.
You didn't buy anything he just said. The feeling that something was off clung to you, refusing to be dispelled. His usual clarity seemed clouded, his sharpness dulled. His eyes slightly red. His skin paler than usual. It was unsettling to see him like this.
After a brief pause, he picked up the basketball and held it loosely at his side. "I think we're done here," he said. "You should go home."
You watched him for a moment longer. But then you decided to turn and walk away, leaving him alone on the court. As you made your way, his words replayed over and over in your mind.
Was something wrong with him?
Should you be worried?
After all, you worked together. And also—naturally—you were worried about him, right? Like any student would be worried about his professor, right?
The evening air suddenly felt so cold.
─── ·✧· ───
The lab was quiet except for the occasional hum of machinery and the soft clinking of your tools as you worked. You were deep in concentration, analyzing data for the upcoming neuroprosthetics project, when the door opened with a soft click.
"Ah, there you are," Geto said as he stepped in. "I've been searching for you. We've finally got the green light for our surgery. Everything's lined up and ready to go."
You straightened up, brushing a strand of hair out of your face. "Really? That's great. When?"
Geto walked over to your workstation, a subtle smile on his face. "In two weeks. Are you excited?"
"More like nervous."
"Ah, that's natural. But don't worry, it will work. You've done an excellent job."
You felt a swell of pride at his words. "Thank you. I'm glad I could help."
Still, there was a question on the tip of your tongue, something you had been pondering since last week. Hesitantly, you opened your mouth, but then stopped. Words failed you.
"What is it?" Geto asked, knowing you too well.
"Is something wrong with Gojo?"
He leaned against the table and crossed his arms. His expression shifted slightly. "Don't worry about him. He's just stressed lately."
Somehow you didn't buy it.
"Even so, you shouldn't get that close to him."
"I'm not—" you wanted to interject, but he cut you off.
"I'm not blind," he said firmly. "You have a bright future in science. Don't risk it by getting too involved with him. Satoru is a brilliant surgeon, but his personal life is a mess."
What should that mean?
You looked away, unsure how to respond.
Geto then changed the subject. "By the way, I have some more news for you—good and bad. Which would you like to hear first?"
"The good news, of course," you replied.
"Here," Geto said, handing you a journal. As you took it, the bold lettering on the cover immediately caught your eye. It featured an article written by Gojo.
You opened the journal, your heart racing as you skimmed the pages to find the article. And there it was—a comprehensive meta-analysis that you, too, had worked on.
"No way," you murmured, your eyes scanning the text in disbelief.
Below the article was your name, listed alongside Gojo's, credited for your pivotal role in the data analysis and interpretation.
"He mentioned me."
Geto nodded, a hint of pride in his expression. "That's a pretty big deal."
You were momentarily speechless. Being credited alongside someone as renowned as Gojo was insane.
"Now for the not-so-good news," Geto began.
You looked up at him from the Journal, your eyes still sparkling.
"You failed your anatomy exam."
─── ·✧· ───
The sports festival was in full swing.
Cheers and laughter filled the university campus. The summer heat beat down relentlessly. You already felt a little nauseous that day, and the sun only made it worse. Yeah, you weren't really cut for the heat. At least the bleachers were partly shaded.
You sat quietly besides with Maki, Yuta, and Toge, watching various events unfold on the field. Despite the lively atmosphere, you couldn't bring yourself into the festive spirit. Your mind was elsewhere.
Maki nudged you gently. "Still thinking about the exam?"
You sighed. "Yeah, I have to pass the next one, or I'll have to do this year again."
Yuta leaned over. "You'll go it, I'm sure. Plus, you got mentioned in Dr. Gojo's paper—that's huge!"
"Huge," Toge said again to underline it even more.
You managed a small smile. "I hope you're right."
Maki patted your back. "Dr. Handsome will sure put in a good word for you."
You sighed again. "Not this topic again."
Suddenly, the announcer's voice boomed over the loudspeakers, announcing that the basketball match between students and professors will begin shortly.
Yuta turned to you and the others. "Looks like it's our turn. Let's start getting ready."
You nodded, through a wave of nausea washed over you. The heat of the sun was merciless, more intense than you'd expected, and it seemed to be draining your strength by the minute.
Maki stood up. "Alright, team, let's show them what we've got!"
Should you vomit now, or later—or both?
Having changed into your sports attire, you joined your teammates on the basketball court. You began to warm up your muscles, even though the heat made that almost unnecessary. You felt your face burn. Nausea churned in your stomach.
You paused, closing your eyes for a moment, hoping it would pass.
Then, the professors' team made their entrance onto the court. Among them were Geto and Gojo. They began dribbling and passing the ball between them, occasionally doing stretches that showcased their well-built bodies.
They looked confident.
You calculated the odds of how badly this match might go for your team.
Why did you even sign up for this?
Your gaze inadvertently met Gojo's across the court. For a fleeting second, your eyes locked, sending a wave of unease through you. You haven't spoken to him since. Quickly, you averted your gaze and focused back on your stretches.
As Gojo and another professor continued their warm-up, they passed the ball back and forth, aiming for the net. Then a shot from Gojo missed its mark, sending the ball rolling your way.
As if he ever missed a shot.
The ball stopped at your feet, and before you could react, Gojo was there, sprinting up to retrieve it. He halted right in front of you. "You don't look good," he said, his voice so low that only you could hear it.
"I'm fine," you said. "I think it's just the heat."
Gojo reached out, his hand cool against your forehead. "You're overheating."
You quickly pushed his hand aside. "You might want to keep a professional distance, don't you think?" The words came out sharper than intended.
Gojo frowned slightly. "You should sit this one out."
"I appreciate your concern, but I assure you, I am perfectly fine," you responded, mirroring his words back at him.
He took a step closer. "You're stupid, you know that?"
Before you could respond, Geto's voice called out from across the court. Gojo turned at the sound. "Coming!" He gave you a last look before quickly walking away. You watched them do a stupid boyish handshake as Gojo rejoined Geto.
At least he was not high today, you thought.
The crowd was already roaring with cheers and applause as both teams lined up. They all here to witness my downfall, you thought, struggling against the nausea that threatened your focus.
Right off the bat, Gojo weaved through your team's defense, fluid and precise. He flicked the ball to Geto, who faked left and then took a clear shot, scoring the first basket of the game. The crowd erupted.
Yuta sprinted down the court and dribbled past Gojo. He passed the ball to you, and you took your chance at a three-pointer. The ball arced beautifully, but it rimmed out at the last second.
At least you tried, right?
Not missing a beat, Toge snagged a pass from a professor and pivoted into a counterattack. He found Maki open. She didn't disappoint, scoring a layup to tie the game. Your team was holding up surprisingly well, mostly thanks to your friends' efforts.
Then, Geto feinted, passing to an open Gojo. With a swift move, Gojo scored another point, eliciting a fresh wave of cheers from the spectators. But Yuta was quick to follow, dribbling down the court. He passed to Maki, who nailed another crucial basket, closing the score gap.
In the final minutes, the game was deadlocked. Gojo had the ball, expertly evading your teammates defensive efforts. He made a break for the basket. Yuta, determined to block him, overreached and stumbled backwards, heading straight for you.
You barely had time to brace yourself.
The collision was inevitable.
Yuta crashed into you, and both of you went tumbling to the ground. The game halting abruptly to the sound of a sharp whistle.
"Are you okay?" Yuta blurted out.
Why was Yuta always running you over?
You rolled over to your side, feeling the heat of the ground beneath you. Everything spun, nausea swirling with pain. "I might need a minute," you managed to say, the world tilting around you.
Almost instantly, Gojo was there, kneeling beside you. "Don't move." He began to examine you for any immediate injuries, his hands tenderly scanning your exposed skin. "You feeling dizzy?"
Your response was a pained sound, a clear sign that you were far from okay. "You might have a concussion. We need to get you checked right away," Gojo said.
"I'm fine," you started to protest, but Gojo had already lifted you into his arms in one fluid motion. He held you close to him. Instinctively, you clung to his neck, feeling the pounding of his heart against your own. It made your stomach clench.
"I'm fine, really," you said again as he carried you off the court.
"Ah shut up, I know you're not." His eyes fixed on you, as if you were the only person who mattered at that moment. "You're really stressing me, you know that?"
─── ·✧· ───
The room felt so small.
His presence filled the whole space.
"There," Gojo said softly as he inserted the needle into your arm. "This should help with hydration and ease any nausea."
You watched as he secured the needle in place. He adjusted the flow of saline, his eyes meeting yours, a playful smile on his lips. "So much for not needing to handle a needle, huh?"
You rolled your eyes.
Then he cupped your chin and tilted your head back slightly. "Watch the light," he instructed, flicking a small penlight on and off before your eyes. His fingers warm against your skin. "Good," he said, his gaze lingering on yours for a moment longer than necessary.
"Maybe you should stick to brains, instead of sports," he added.
You smiled weakly. "I'll never touch a basketball again in my life, I guess."
His smile widened.
"Thank you," you said quietly.
"No need to," he replied. "Just do me a favor and stop making me worry about you all the time. It's draining."
Your stomach tightened. Gojo turned away and removed his gloves, tossing them into the trash. As the saline drip worked its magic, you began to feel better, the nausea and dizziness slowly receding.
"You mentioned me in your paper," you spoke up, breaking the silence.
Gojo turned to face you, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "I did."
"Why?"
"Why wouldn't I? You've done most of the analysis."
"You could have done it without me."
"I know, but I wanted you to be a part of it."
Knowing that the analysis of such an important issue would get a lot of recognition, he should have added.
"Why?" you asked again, already knowing the answer.
"Because I want to support you."
"But I'm just a student, and you're—" You trailed off, feeling a sudden tightness in your chest. His crystal blue eyes seem to pierce right through you.
"And I'm what?"
He stood up and closed the distance between you, his hands coming to rest on either side of you on the bed. The nearness of his body made your breathing hitch in your throat. The warmth of his presence enveloped you, the subtle scent of his cologne blending with the sterile air.
His face was so close, his lips almost grazing yours. Your heart raced, pounding so loudly in your chest you were sure he could hear it.
You hesitated, the words catching in your throat. "—my professor."
"Too bad, isn't it?" he whispered hoarsely, his voice a velvet caress that sent shivers down your spine.
Your mind raced with a thousand thoughts, a thousand reasons why this shouldn't happen, why you should push him away. But your body betrayed you, leaning into him, closing the distance, seeking the touch of his lips against yours.
"We shouldn't be doing this," you whispered.
"Tell me to stop, and I will."
Your core heated, turning molten. Your lips parted slightly, surrendering to the moment.
You could tell how much self-control it took for him to not kiss you. You could see it in the way his jaw was set, his brow subtly furrowed, his eyes glued to your lips. Yet, he waited for your consent.
His lips were a mere breath from yours—so cruelly close. Every fiber of your being yearned for him to close the gap, for him to lose against his self-control.
Suddenly you heard your name and a knock at the door.
The door swung open abruptly. Gojo flinched back, the spell between you broken. Regaining his composure, he stepped back, putting a professional distance between you two. You straightened quickly, trying to hide your flushed face.
You wished desperately that he'd kissed you.
Geto stood in the doorway, his eyes flickering between Gojo and you.
You could tell what he was thinking.
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next chapter ->
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