#just go now bc you clearly don't get what I'm doing with these fools in dmay anyway if you get hung up on fucking bottom/top discourse
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Black cat energy reader getting all blushy and out of character bc of her huge crush on spencer ❤️
Hii, thank u for this request. I don't know If I wrote what u wanted, but I tried. Sorry this is so bad🥺🥺🤭 (1k)
Slow day at the Bau means, that everyone is trying not to fall asleep at their desks.
Hotch is in his office, hard-working as always. Spencer dissappeared somewhere. Rossi is pretending to be working, but he is in fact badly hiding a book in his lap. Emily and Derek aren't even trying to pretend to work, they find you more interesting than their reports.
You are munching on your cookies, while you frown at your paperwork.
Well, they aren't particularly staring at you as they are at the cookies on your table.
They are contemplating wether they should go ask for one or if they want to live.
Everyone knows, that you aren't the most optimistic person on your good days and you are even grumpier on the worse days.
Today is the latter. Your day didn't start well and it just kept getting worse. Yeah, so you are now just frowning at your papers, willing them to go away in your mind.
"I'm going to ask her for one," Derek says bravely, Emily eyes widen and she laughs, "good one, Derek."
"What? I'm being serious..."
"Right, well I want to see that," she dares him, she literally saw you curse the hell out of the coffee maker, so she bet, that it won't go well," grap one for me too, then."
"Watch me," Derek gets up, but before he even takes one step, Spencer appears next to them
"Why are you guys staring at y/n?" Spencer asks, looking confused at them.
"Better question is where were you?" Derek eyes the coffee in his hands.
"Ah you know, around" he says quickly, sipping on the brown liquid, that is clearly not from the office.
"But why are you staring at her?" he raises his eyebrows at them.
"She isn't in a very good mood today and her cookies look tasty" Emily answers.
"Oh, really?" Spencer asks, eyes softening immediately at the mention of you, as always.
Emily and Derek exchange a knowing look. It's clear to them and everybody else, that Spencer likes you and that you like Spencer, too. Well almost everybody, you two are as oblivious as one can be.
"What's up with that look?" Spencer frowns at them, when he sees their weird faces.
"Oh come on, like you don't know" Emily scoffs, Spencer just frowns more, not knowing what she is talking about, " you couldn't be more obvious about y/n," she chuckles and Derek laughs, too.
"Yeah, pretty boy. And it's obvious, she likes you, too. " You always become such a uncharacteristic rambling mess, that even a blind person could see, that you like Spencer.
"She doesn't," Spencer quickly shuts Derek down. There is just no way, that you like him back, no way.
"She really does. She likes you so much, that I bet she'd give you one of her cookies right now. " You don't like to share, it's not that you are selfish, not at all, but you never ever share your food with anybody, no matter what.
"Not funny, guys" Spencers says, he's been teased about hs love life enough by Derek, but including you in the teasing just stings.
"But it's true! She's always all shy and blushy around you" Derek defends," if you don't believe us, you should see for yourself. Go ask her for the cookie."
"What?"
"Just go ask her and you'll see we are telling you the truth," Emily adds, Spencer looks uncertainly at her. He doesn't want to make a fool out of himself, especiallynot in front of you.
But before he can object, Emily pushes him in your direction. So he goes.
You don't notice him approaching at first, but when you do, your cheeks, that are full of cookies heat up.
"Hi" he greets you, you clumsily wave at him and the cookie you have in your hand falls on the floor.
"H-hi Spencer" you shyly greet him, cheeks even redder as you pick the cookie up from the ground.
"How are you doing? Are you bored, too?" Spencer chuckles.
"So bored, the paperwork is so boring," you sigh,your eyes are basically burning holes into the paper. Spencer chuckles at your exasperation and you go all blushy again.
Spencer only now notices, how much your cheeks go red and how shyly you smile around him.
He thought, you are like that with everyone, but now he realises you aren't. He's never seen you blush at anything, that the other team members had said, ever. He thinks about that one time, when Emily complimented you on your new hair and you just said 'I know' and walked away.
"I'm bored, too. Also a little hungry" Spencer's stomach growls to support the statement.
"D-do you want some cookies?" you immediately offer him some with a soft smile. Spencer thinks he might die.
Emily and Derek were right. Or maybe he is just thinking too much into this little gesture. Or maybe you do in fact like him.
"You are offering me your cookies?" he asks, bewildered.
"Umm yes? Shouldn't i be?" you puzzle.
"It's just that you never share your food" Spencer explains and your eyes go wide, the blush at this point isn't leaving your cheeks .
"No that it's bad or anything. I totally understand, I don't really like sharing food either" he adds, so you know, he isn't judging you.
"Well yeah, but I w-want to share with you now, so do you want some?" you sheepishly ask again, averting your eyes from him.
"No." Your eyes widen after his answer.
"O-oh , okay, " you look almost heart broken, after he says it. So Spencer quickly adds.
"No, because I think we should get some proper meal," he smiles at you.
"We?"
"Yeah, we. Do you want to grab something? I know this great place not far from here."
"Really?" You question, hopeful small smile on your face.
"Yes, really."
"Okay, I'd like that."
As Spencer patiently waits for you to get your thing, he looks over his shoulder and sees Emily and Derek with the biggest grins on their faces.
"Assholes" he says under his breath.
"What?" You think, he said something.
"Oh nothing. Ready to go?" You nod almost giddily and start to walk to the door. Spencer has a big grin on his face, too as he walks next to you. Maybe, he will thank Derek and Emily for being too hungry for your cookies later.
#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid x fem!reader#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid#spencer reid x y/n
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I just. Ugh. Oh my God. The fucking PARALLELS this season of Good Omens. Y'all know I'm an absolute fool for a good parallel, so to get so many? I'm so well fed today
Crowley and Azira are like, the definition of soulmates of the kind that are made, you know? Like there is no one single other being in the whole of Creation that shares even a fraction of the same experiences. Six thousand years in the making, this ship is - even more according to this season !!! And YET, they are absolutely brand new. They've never been in a romantic relationship - not with each other, not with anyone - and as Crowley pointed out, they've essentially just gotten out of toxic relationships with Heaven and Hell. Except like, not really? Because we see Crowley really got out Heaven so heavily traumatized he never really put all that much stock into Hell. Yeah, Hell might've still been abusive, but Crowley was halfway out the door the whole time. Azira, tho... He still buys into all of it. He's technically out the door, but he hasn't done any of the deprogramming you need to do in order to move on (I feel like I'm mixing my metaphors a little by using cult-related languages, but also abusive relationships are essentially two person cults, so)
And this season sets this dynamic up so perfectly with Nina and Maggie!!!!! And we're supposed to think that Nina is Crowley because she's dark and broody and Maggie is Azira cause she's frankly precious but really it's the other way around and it's Nina who finishes the season being like "I can't be in a relationship right now because I still need to work on myself having just ended an incredibly toxic relationship" and it's just. Nina and Maggie don't end the season together because that's not what they need right now and bc of that they might still be able to be together later, but Crowley and Azira hold onto each other SO DAMN HARD that they end up losing each other SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE AZIRA CAN'T DO THAT SAME THING OF UNPACKING HIS BASE ASSUMPTIONS it's like leaving a cult cause they were mean to you once but still buying into the new agey stuff they used to love bomb you into joining the cult in the first place
And so that's the relationship part of things but also we've got like soo many parallels showing how broken the system is in the first place and obviously ineffable bureaucracy is what stands out here because of the literal lines coming out of various characters' mouths during this plotline but can we talk about how heavily brainwashed Muriel is and how clearly they're supposed to be exactly like a young Aziraphale, one who doesn't "have" Crowley yet!!! Like tell me that if you gave Muriel a fiery sword and told them to watch over the first ever pregnant couple in history they wouldn't give them that Goddamn sword. Nobody on either side is capable of questioning their position in life without exposure to Something Else, but it doesn't have to be like, the being you're going to run off to alpha centauri with. It could very much be a copy of The Crow Road
(sidenote, has anybody read this book? It seems like an incredibly deliberate choice but I've never heard of it! I think I might send in an ask to Neil Gaiman himself if I don't see any meta soon)
Anyway yeah um. I don't know how to end this. Parallels and shadow selves fuck (double entendre)
#ok I lied I do have Thoughts I just hadn't processed them yet#parallels are like my favorite thing#good omens#good omens 2#ineffable husbands#ineffable bureaucracy#crowley#aziraphale#good omens spoilers#gail speaks
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i saw that prompt thing and oml i need "if you're so worried that someone will snatch me up, why don't you just confess to me right now?" with Jason pleaseeee
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dear anon i am literally screaming bc i can clearly see it and MMMMMM here we go here we go (plus first anon with an emoji, it's so cute aaaah)
at this point jason doesn't need to tell you he has feelings for you or at least you think he does, but you're a little too insecure about it. what if you're making all of this up and he's not in love with you? that's why you've let some other guys hit on you even if it's nothing more than fooling around, flirting with some random guy out of your classes because there's maybe a chance of jason telling him he does feels something for you but that's not the case, every time someone comes near you to ask you out he just tells you he has something to do and leaves.
so now, when one of your classmates is leaning in to whisper into your ear jason comes out with a random lecture he has to attend to "i'll see you later if you're not busy" and he walks away right when you're turning around ignoring the guy who's asking you out, is he really that oblivious? you swear that's pretty evident the way you look at him but how the hell is he supposed to know when you're always surrounded by people who's into you, the same people you do date every now and then if they seem interesting to you. this time, because of jason, you decline the offer of a movie date that would most likely end up in a mediocre lay and it takes you almost the rest of the day to pick up your phone to text him with a simple "do you have time to talk? i need to tell you something" and the message itself has him waiting anxiously out your door about an hour later.
"what's that you have to tell me? aren't you supposed to be on a date by now?" he asks, nonchalantly as he makes his way into your living room walking and looking around, his eyes avoid yours and it makes your annoyance boil, turning into anger "why are you interested on that now? you usually run away whenever someone comes near me" and your answer makes jason turn around, his attention fully on you again "what do you mean by that?" maybe you just fucked up but it's too late to back down from it so your smart-mouth acts before you can even think about the aftermath of your words "you're always making up excuses to vanish whenever someone asks me out, jason, it's getting fucking ridiculous" you let out a scoff that clearly makes him upset.
"are they excuses? or haven't you thought that maybe i'm tired of the gold rush? it's every fucking week the same, random guy comes in and asks you on a date or a cute girl giggles at you and you're with them" his voice is low, it makes a shiver run down your spine because as jason speaks he also walks closer, his hands are moving over his hair in a clear sing of frustration "where the hell am i? are they better than me that it looks like i'm not worthy your time like them? it's like feeling that anyone could have you but me and i hate it, it makes me sick" standing right in front of you he stops, arms crossed over his chest but you're not paying attention to the way jason is looking at you, like his whole world is about to burn because he feels like anyone could take you away from him.
"if you're so worried that someone will snatch me up, why don't you confess to me right now?" your voice trembles because now your feelings lay flat in front of him, you've became see through for him and the realizations that crashes on him hits like a truck, he opens his mouth as if he's about to say something but quickly shooks his head in disbelief and he notices the regret on your face when he takes time to say something so he leans in, his hands holding your hips to prevent you from going away, pressing his lips against yours softly at first just to test waters but it turns into a passionate kiss as soon as your hands land on his chest and your lips move with his.
it's almost midnight and i'm tired so i decided to come and reply to your requests, also to tell you that if i don't finish today and i take some time it's because my country is going through a hard moment and this drains a lot of energy so that's it hope you like thissss !!!!
#⭒ 📬 ⭒#i need him so much i want to kiss jason todd#jason todd blurb#jason todd imagine#jason todd fluff#jason todd x reader#jason todd x gender neutral reader#jason todd x you#jason todd x y/n#red hood fluff#red hood imagine#reader insert#jason todd#red hood#dc comics
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OFMD Critique: Bad Faith, Fandom, and Respect
All right. You know what? Screw it. I saw one post I just cannot ignore anymore that encapsulated all of my problems with the fandom right now. Personal rant incoming.
I understand that there's a nuance to the discussion of season 2 of Our Flag Means Death, and that there are people going a little too far with both their critiques and their support of the show. But oh my God, I'm tired of being straw-manned and made fun of for legitimate critiques of the show.
I just used the block button on someone in this fandom for the first time. Some of you might think I'm overreacting for this, but I saw a post that I could not on any level stand. This person, who I will not name names of, because I'd rather just block them and never deal with their level of bad faith again, took their one legitimate criticism of those of us who critique the show, the back and forth on whether or not Izzy's death was homophobic or not, and used it as the first in a literal list of straw man critiques that no one I've read in the OFMD Critical tag has made (and I check it like once a day bc I like reading meta, sorry), proceeding to absolutely make fun of the legitimate critiques that people have of the show, parodying them in the worst possible ways. They took our legitimate critiques about everything from the sexist handling Zheng Yi Sao's character, the absolute ableism of the finale, the questionable optics of the handling of trauma, etc. and stretched them into things that they very much were not (two examples were that we were crying ableism bc of something to do with seagulls and that we thought the problem in the Stede&Zheng dynamic was the "emotional labor" involved).
Now I'm pretty sure this post was a joke. I *think* it was a joke. But how in the world am I supposed to feel comfortable in the main section of a fandom like this when the comments and replies to this post were full of people agreeing sincerely that this is what the critical section of the fandom is like? How am I supposed to feel when I just see people making fun of me for my analysis of the show? I love this show. I adore season 1 and I'm clearly still making fan related content (moodboards) for season 2 along with my critiques.
Sure, I vibe way more with fanfiction than the actual canon at this point, but I still genuinely engage with the show. And to have the critiques that I made in good faith, regarding issues that I sincerely care about such as ableism, sexism, homophobia, and the handling of trauma, made fun of and taken out of context and straw-manned to their extreme, makes me feel so absolutely unwelcome in this fandom.
Other than keeping up with the couple of fan series that I'm currently still reading, I don't know if I can stay in this fandom any longer. I can't say that I'm excited for the new season if this is the kind of response that any good faith critique of the show is going to get. I can't say that I feel safe or comfortable when there are this many people ready to dog pile on me for a critique I made with ACTUAL TEXTUAL EVIDENCE to back it up.
I would like to thank all the people who have been making excellent critiques of the show. Their meta-analysis is what got me into making my own critiques, which I was nervous about making in any other fandom. I don't think I've in any way tagged them all, but just a few I can remember off the top of my head. Go read their critiques/meta- it's really good!
@sky-fire-forever @carrymelikeimcute @blue-b-bro @bougiebutchbinch @treesofgreen @sixstepsaway @alex51324
And from the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone who has engaged with my mood boards or my critiques or anything else that I've made, as well as the amazing writers and artists in this fandom (such as @ruecrown, @aletterinthenameofsanity, @fool-for-luv, and @possumsmushroom). You guys have kept me going with my love for the show and engaging with it for a while now. Despite the stuff that is making me take a step back now, I really did love this while it lasted! I'm still planning on making a few more mood boards, but other than that, I'm going to take a step back from engaging.
Hope this post can spread enough support/joy your way to counteract the ache I'm currently feeling!
Sincerely,
Ashley (aka @khruschevshoe)
#ofmd critical#fandom critical#ofmd#ofmd season 2#this show was supposed to be a source of joy and kindness and it become something sour#izzy hands#zheng yi sao#stede bonnet critical#ed teach critical#I'm not tagging them bc I don’t want hate#fandom shenanigans#meta#analysis
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asking this again bc I forgot to say it was a hc sorry 😭
hcs for poly matenrou x GN! s/o?
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Poly! Matenrou x GN! s/o
ahhh it's okay..! here you're!! <3 (Werewolves vers)
GNreader, fluff, just wholesome stuff;;
-The most comfortable poly you would ever have!
-Your relationship is more soft and gentle, as both Jakurai and Doppo are pretty calm men who want some peaceful evenings all together, and the only one who's put more lively energy and freshness in your lives is Hifumi.
-Yet even he can be pretty caring and mindful, always treating his dear partners with delicious dinners. And even if you would offer your help, worrying that it would be pretty hard for one person to cook so many dishes for four people, Hifumi just shakes his head.
-"No, no, no, s/o, Jakurai, go on and relax a little!" - with a small giggle he pointed to Doppo who was sitting on the couch. - "Here, follow his example!"
"I think our poor worker is almost sleeping now.." - Jakurai chuckle when you both get closer to him with a soft smile.
"Ahh, then try to wake him up while I'm cooking..! This would be enough help!"
-Actually, Jakurai also loved to treat his lovers with dinner, yet preferred to take you all to some fancy restaurant.
-As one of the best doctors in Shinjuku, he has a pretty good salary that he never even spends too much, as he doesn't really feel an urge. So now, when Doc has so many partners that he cares about, spoiling you all with gifts and cafes was one of his favorite things.
-He's also pretty attentive and knows how to choose just the right things without even asking what you three need, always pleasantly surprising you on the dates.
-"J..Jakurai-sensei, it's..! It's too much..!" - Doppo squeak, blushing heavily, and both you and Hifumi can't help but giggle:
"Ahh, Doppo~po! It's not the way you should thank people for their kindness..!" - Hifumi cling to his right side, tickling his ear with laugh, when you wrap your arms around his waist from the left:
"You're always so selfless, honey. Don't be so shy, you deserve it.."
"Doppo, they're both right..That's just a small present to reward your big work." - Jakurai also get closer, luring you all in a big hug. His arms were long enough to wrap around your and Hifumi's shoulders, pushing you tightly to his chest. Ahh, is it you or your boyfriend sniffing right now..?
"I.. Um.. Thank you, thank you all.." - he mumbled, hiding his now even more red face from Hifumi's teases:
"Hehehe, say it more loudly, Doppo!"
"S-shut up..! I can't…"
-Oh, of course. You three always help him feel better after work. It's sometimes to meet up all together, so you do it turn by turn: sometimes you relax him with some cuddles and light massage, sometimes he cries on Jakurai's shoulder, venting about his problems, and most of the time he finds a new strength in Hifumi's dinners.
-As they live together they spend more time together, but are always willing to invite you and doc to their place when everyone has free time. It can be hard due to absolutely different work shifts (especially with Hifumi's mostly night work.), but when you actually sit all four together, just cuddling and discussing random things, it is worth the time of waiting.
-Hifumi jump around, trying to cling to everyone in the same time, Doppo acting all grumpy and scold him, trying to drag you closer to himself, with clearly visible bright pink on his cheeks, and Jakurai just near you all, with his casual soft smile as it pretty amusing to watch all his lovers fooling around like that.
-But if you have a hard time putting together your schedules and can't meet up, it's still okay! None of you is getting too jealous if the other two or three are hanging out, it's actually the opposite - you love when Hifumi sends you new photos from fishing with Jakurai and always sends back some selfie from Doppo's lunch break when you bring him homemade meals. Or when Doppo shyly but happily bubbles about his little date in the park with them both on the phone, and then listens carefully to your story about shopping date with doc last friday.
-"Oh, I also bought this new shirt.." - you mumble into your phone, attaching to your text a photo of you that Jakurai did when you tried it on in the store. - "Here.. did you receive it?"
"Yeah..!" - for a moment your boyfriend gets silent, and then his voice get more weak. - "Woah.. You look so cool here.."
"Did it suit me?" - A small chuckle escaped your lips as it was kinda cute how quick Doppo got shy just after something like this.
"E-everything suits you, s/o..!" - he gasps, then sighs. - "I'm not really good in fashion, you know..? You can ask Hifumi next ti-"
"Ask what? Oo, you talking with s/o?!" - a sudden voice breaks through. - "S/o, you remember we are going to the cinema tomorrow?!"
"I remember.." - you can't help but laugh, hearing a little playful fight between your lovers. - "Hifumi, check out my purchase.."
"Mm? Oh, Doppo, lemme see..! Lemme see what s/o talking about..!"
-Hifumi would totally make a chat for you all to share these photos and to just check each other from time to time.
-It's probably specific but I'm sure that he uses kaomoji (these things > o(≧▽≦)o), Doppo is more silent type who's only sending sad emojis (or maybe some voice messages where he scream in his berserk mode about how much he hates his work), and Jakurai is just:
-And also Doc is probably sending some long poetic texts, asking how your day is and what exactly you all eat. These lectures with a bunch of tips for your health look kinda funny around Hifumi's messages that are like: "Okie~dokie ☆ ～('▽^人)"
-But this difference between you all was one of the most important things that kept your relationship so interesting and alive. It was full of different colors as everyone brings something new in the lives of others, and it feels so reassuring.
-It's also help you all to go through your problems, like overworking for Doppo and Jakurai, your bad days, Hifumi's fear.. Cause there's nothing more healing than love..♡
#hypmic x reader#hypmic imagines#hypmic#hypnosis mic#matenro x reader#matenrou x reader#matenrou#doppo kannonzaka x reader#hypnosis mic doppo#hypmic doppo#doppo kannonzaka#doppo x reader#hypnosis mic hifumi#hypmic hifumi#hifumi x reader#hifumi izanami#Hifumi Izanami x reader#jakurai jinguji x reader#hypnosis mic jakurai#hypmic jakurai#jakurai x reader#jakurai jinguji
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this is from a while ago but you mention on that poll about armand's love interests you have a few different ways you interpret the blood communion speech armand gives lestat about loving him. i'm curious what your takes are, if you don't mind sharing :) as a daniel/armand shipper, i've always read a lot into the fact daniel isn't name-dropped - as though he's an exception or what they have is something more than just love... though the out of universe explanation is probably just he was forgotten (also apologies if you answered this before and i missed it)
Actually, I know I talk about Lestat and Armand a lot and I've certainly spoken about that scene plenty, but I don't think I've broken down my various interpretations in post form before. I don't mind sharing but remember, you asked! ♥️
I have four basic interpretations, the first of which I use for meta purposes and the others for headcanons/fic as needed.
Interpretation 1: Armand does love Lestat the most. This is the canon read and the one I default to because it's quite literally in the text. I know with VC we tend to selectively 'read between the lines' (I'm guilty as hell), but there's also times where Anne meant exactly what she wrote and I do find it extremely consist with Armand's characterization up to this point.
I'm not saying it's necessarily a healthy love, or even a romantic one though! In my opinion, it's at least in part related to the fact that Lestat's almost always present when Armand's going through some of the most traumatic events in his life (neither of them exhibit anything close to a healthy attachment style). Because these are not two mutually exclusive things, I do tend to read them as having more of an all encompassing, soul-connection type of love. Both can be true.
From 'does anyone else know the size of your soul?' to 'in my wanderings, I always return to you' to 'I have loved you more than any being in all the world whom I’ve ever loved' -- Armand simply does not talk to or about anyone else like this in canon. The depth and intensity of Armand's love for Lestat has been a very persistent thread since TVL through to BC and it seems to be rooted in a genuine passion and appreciation for Lestat's character, flaws and all (because oh boy, can Armand list them all or what?).
I adore them as a ship, but this is not the scene in BC that has me kicking my little legs with glee (honestly, I find it tragic for all involved):
“Fool,” he said again. His voice was roughened now by emotion he couldn’t suppress. “I have always loved you,” he said. “I have loved you more than any being in all the world whom I’ve ever loved. I have loved you more than Louis. I have loved you more even than Marius. And you have never given me your love. I would be your most faithful counselor, if you allowed it. But you don’t. Your eyes pass over me as if I don’t exist. And so they always have.”
“I hate you as much as I have ever loved you,” he said. [...]. I understand the very definition of ‘hate’ when I think of you.” ~ Armand, BC
Like, it's heartbreaking! I don't want this like this! Your ask is related to Armand's POV and I've already posted at length how the text (and Anne) very clearly states that Lestat does, in fact, love Armand very much so I won't get into that further here, but... yeah, yikes. I want better for Armand, I want Louis. 🤧
I'm sad now.
Interpretation 2: Armand does not love Lestat more than Louis, Marius, (or Daniel). This seems to be the more popular read and I totally get why, and I can work with it in theory!
If Armand wanted to shock Lestat back to life and into reacting and doing something about the situation, throwing Louis's and Marius's names around seems like a decent bet. Loving Louis and Marius deeply is something that Lestat can understand, it's something he and Armand have in common; it's yet another thing that bonds them together for better or worse.
Daniel isn't anyone particularly special to Lestat, what would be the point in Armand bringing him up at a time like this? He's a cunning guy, he's choosing his words carefully.
Interpretation 3: Armand's straight up traumatized and broken thinking Marius and Louis are dead and gone, and he's desperately trying to cling to Lestat for dear life because he's the only one he has left (channel Anne and forget about Daniel for a second here). Unfortunately, all their issues that have been festering and compounding since 1791 rear their ugly head and explode rather spectacularly.
What you get is a combination of 'I love you more than anyone; I hate you more than anyone.'
RIP.
Interpretation 4: Armand loves Daniel most of all. And I think I typically tie it into the second one. Yes, Armand loves Daniel more than Lestat, Louis, and Marius. No, he's not going mention him to Lestat for reasons listed above and/or he's not going to downplay his love for Daniel like that. He's a gentleman!
Bonus Interpretation 5: Anne forgot Daniel, plain and simple; I waste years of my life.
All that being said, I don't think Armand walks around with a hierarchy in his head of everyone he loves. He obviously has an abundance of love to give and he loves so fiercely! Pick your read and run with it, I sure do ;)
#they're so dramatic lmao i can't it's vampire telenovela#you ask and hekate answers#vc#armand/lestat#armand/daniel#armand#lestat de lioncourt#daniel molloy
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I was gonna post this in my other acc but since I wrote this more like a vent and it's way more self indulgent than most fics that I wrote (also smaller) I decided to send it to ur inbox instead,,, anyway (´；ω；｀)
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“Kalim?” Jeanne's voice made the boy jump, his red eyes widening as he quickly dried the tears off his face. The raven haired girl wasn't a fool though, he wasn't ok.
“What happened?” She didn't even want to ask if he was ok, the answer was clearly a no, and there was no use debating the obvious.
“Nothing, I just–” he paused, taking a deep breath and showing her his thumb. “I just cut myself.”
Jeanne used her hand to analyze his finger, scared her hook could accidentally make the scratch worse. It wasn't deep, but it probably hurt because it was big. She asked him if he knew where the first aid kit was, he said he didn't know, so – with much protest from Kalim’s end – she just ripped a part of her red sash(?) off, wrapping it around his hand. The boy sighed.
“...sorry.”
“It's whatever. I can get another one.” She said nonchalantly, finishing to tie it around his hand. “Now, why were you crying?"
“I already said it, I cut–”
“No, you wouldn't cry because of that.” She demanded, her blue eyes capturing his red ones and making him bite his lip nervously. “Listen, Kalim… you can be vulnerable with me, really. Even if it's something stupid – which I don't think it is – I won't laugh.”
The white haired boy stayed quiet for a moment, until he ultimately gave up and looked down, his cheeks growing red in shame.
“I… I tried cooking something small. Just for me, you know? But… I ended up not only burning it but also hurting myself.” He then pointed to the sink, where a burnt pan laid, whatever food had been inside it was probably thrown in the trash. It explained the horrible smell she felt when getting into NRC’s kitchen.
“I thought Jamil didn't let you use a knife, or a stove?”
“He doesn't know.”
“Oh.” With that, she looked at him puzzled. “So… you're crying because it went wrong?”
“N-no, not really, it's just–” he groaned, resting his arms on the table and his head on them right after. Jeanne could see his frustration from a mile away. “I'm tired of not being able to do anything right, Jeanne. I can't even hold a knife properly.”
Oh.
Jeanne rubbed her hand up and down his back, her heart aching because of his pain, which was so clearly obvious. Kalim was shaking, he felt useless, he didn't understand why everything he made went so wrong. It was incredibly frustrating. The worst thing? Probably one of the most independent people he knew had caught him crying over not being able to cook a meal.
He… just felt so much shame.
“Kalim, look at me.” Jeanne asked, and he hesitantly complied. He saw a gentle smile on her face as she slowly passed her hands through his short hair. “Let's do it again, together. I'll guide you, and you’ll be able to do it by yourself.”
“No, you don't– I don't want to inconvenience you…” Kalim immediately refused, but was quickly silenced by a tender kiss on his forehead. Jeanne's eyes seemed to lock his gaze, making him weak and at her mercy, as she usually did.
It was a shame he couldn't hate her for the power she held over him.
“It's not inconvenient. I want to help you.” She said, a smile on her face. She made a small bun with her own hair, going to the sink to wash her hand and her hook, looking for alcohol to disinfect it. “I won't interfere unless I absolutely have to, come on. Let's make soup or something.”
“Are you sure?” He asked, still worried, but only received a smile from his girlfriend.
“Absolutely.”
With that, Kalim finally chuckled, the sound music to Jeanne's ears.
“Ok… thank you.”
This felt SO princess and the frog codded
KALIM IS A BABY BC HE IS CUTE AND SWEET
BUT HE IS FOR NOT WANTING TO BE IN OTHERS EYES A BABY :(((
also jeanne is such a gentleman, throw my hat to her
what a woman, amen
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Just a random thought that popped into my head about Elta & Jensen..... I don't think she was as insecure about herself back when she started dating Jensen as she is now. I think after she and Jensen started dating, she realized just how much women fangirled over and wanted Jensen and since he spent 9 months out of the year in Vancouver filming SPN, ALONE (most of the time), she started getting incredibly insecure and petty, especially since we all know there's no way Jensen wasn't sleeping his way thru Vancouver, and that's when the plastic surgery began. She figured if she could look like his "ideal" or "dream" woman, that she could keep him from looking elsewhere (i mean, why else would she write shit like "he's mine, bitches" on a pic of Jensen for a fan?) Too bad she hasnt realized that LOOKS DONT KEEP A MAN.
I'm guessing she realized that Jensen was going to do whatever he wanted so she decided to do the same, i.e Steeb. But at this point, she keeps up with the plastic surgery bc once u start, u can't stop. Jensen, unfortunately, isn't going to leave her. She knows that if he was going to, he would've done so already. I think he's "settled" on the idea of staying with her bc if he hasn't left her after everything she's done and how she's treated him, then there's nothing that will make him leave her. It's why I don't follow him on Twitter or IG anymore. I'm sick of seeing her ugly mug all over my timelines.
I'm serious starting to wonder about his mental wellbeing. He keeps pushing her as if she had talent or any redeeming quality. She does not. She is a talentless, classless bimbo with no soul so the fact that he endorses her is deeply creepy to me and, like you, I stopped following him because of her. A very long time ago. The saddest part is it's not just him posting about her but how pathetically, fakely he does it. Like he is not capable of real love, authenticity and responsibility. I'm more disappointed in the superficial man he comes off as when he makes posts about her and I end up feeling sad for her. I know she made her own bed but...he's a shitty husband. Sorry not sorry. I would divorce him with the speed of light and never look back. This is just my preference and opinion, of course, but though Jensen looks like my dream prince charming, he appears to be made of cardboard on the inside. Wrapping is beautiful but it fades, what stays is the soul and a soul that cannot be authentic or love cannot connect to someone elsel, not truly. This is one of those days where I wish he would just fall suddenly in real love with someone else and start living. Because right now he is just existing, arrogantly but sadly.
As for looking like his dream woman, Danneel is fooling herself. You cannot change yourself to meet that for anyone because it's something that comes from them. From their soul and their core desires. She's trying to fabricate herself into something she will never truly be, if she really loved Jensen she would let him go. Because he clearly does have an ideal and he should be living it. I hope he finds whoever or whatever circumstance/experience he is looking for in life.
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A huge factor into why I'm interested in megumi is quite literally seeing him grow with his ct, and seeing him accomplishing his domain, etc is very satisfying, but I think it's pretty much inevitable that sukuna will cast the completed chimera shadow domain (don't like that idea at all), and yeah, we don't know this for a fact and I'm very much jumping the gun, but the silver lining I see is sukuna once again acting as a unintentional or intentional mentor for megumi yk. I'm like 96.4% sure megumi is not dead (could be wrong idk anymore 😭).
I sound very much as though I don't care for character arcs, and solely care for power feats, but I promise I do care for the character development!! I regularly read and watch all sorts of series from different demographics, but im just specific with jjk for this ask. I just enjoy the ways in which authors can create power systems within its own world and seeing how characters respond to those rules, etc.
I'm wondering if gege will revisit the concept of being a good/bad person through megumi/yuji and if hana will play a role in that. I like how hana and megumi share the same "putting someone on a pedestal" thing and wonder if we'll see their relationship develop too (of she survives ofc haha 😢). Hana doesn't know megumi whatsoever, but I think she has more of an obsession with him than just a crush, and I do think her very rough childhood played into that, but only gege knows where this is going, so I guess we'll see hehe. They were both in a sense tricked by that someone (tsumiki, etc). Also, I don't know if it's intentional on gege's part, but is there a reason megumi was not able to deduce that tsumiki wasn't the same or is their dynamic truly a bit stunted where they don't know each other as well. I thought megumi would apologize too like he said, but I can't tell if it's intentional and it will lead to something more, or gege just wants to move the plot and won't explore those things anymore. Tsumiki did really feel as just a plot device, but I still hoped she wouldn't as I wanted to know her feelings on the situation and about her brother and her mom, etc, but I don't know how she would have survived now... but hope is always there I guess! No problem with that. I guess I say this bc I'm interested in knowing how megumi will overcome this need to ignore his own goodness to uplift those worthy individuals (tsumiki and yuji) and I always thought that seeing tsumiki as an actual person capable of good and bad would have challenged him, so I'm curious if that's still what we'll be exploring with megumi or if it doesn't matter anymore and he just died like a fool.
This is definitely the fight obsessed part of me, but ever since we knew that no ten shadows user in history has tamed mahoraga, the thought of megumi being the first is always on my mind, but I may have to settle for mahoraga being tamed by sukuna even if just for a short while. I'm jumping the gun again, but on a happier note 😊 I've been having a ball seeing sukuna mess around again with the mcs 😭 he's so fun to watch, so I'm not completely negative just conflicted lol.
I love the "save me/you" concept that we've seen in yuji and megumi, so I think yuji will play a role in saving him so to speak or playing a big role in megumi saving himself. OR since gege is using the titles to parallel the first few chapters of the series, we may get megumi dying in front of yuji after taking some control back and waha its sad again !! (Don't know how to feel about this theory either) It's fun thinking of ways this could go and gege has clearly thought of these moments in the story as he's clearly expressed what sukuna would do to megumi. I wonder what that interviewer thought when he heard gege speak lmao and if what happened in 212 and beyond is what he told him a while ago 🤔
What do believe to be a fulfilling character arc for megumi? I don't mind him dying or living, but not in this very moment hehe 😃
Sorry for the big ask again, but thanks again for reading!!
HOLA!
Oh my! Thanks for reaching out and sharing your #thoughts with me! I love all the #thoughts. There was so much juiciness to brainrot about!
My own #thoughts in response to your #thoughts under the cut!
A huge factor into why I'm interested in megumi is quite literally seeing him grow with his ct, and seeing him accomplishing his domain, etc is very satisfying,
Ugh! I KNOW! Satisfying is exactly the right word for it.
Honestly, Megumi is beautifully written.
I think it's pretty much inevitable that sukuna will cast the completed chimera shadow domain (don't like that idea at all), and yeah, we don't know this for a fact and I'm very much jumping the gun, but the silver lining I see is sukuna once again acting as a unintentional or intentional mentor for megumi yk
Yeah I have to agree with you on this. Something interesting is happening because Sukuna is clearly better able to use or make the most out of Megumi's Cursed Technique.
What I am not sure is whether this is due to Megumi's mentality still limiting what he can do or whether this is Sukuna simply being more powerful.
Thoughts?
Like in my head, Megumi should be able to accomplish the same, he just doesn't know that he doesn't know that he can do it. That said, Sukuna has been a catalyst for realizations like that in the past, so as you say, Megumi might grow because of Sukuna.
Which is also kind of interesting because Sukuna is equally impressed by Megumi...
Also... about Megumi's domain... gosh... yeah I must admit I am not a fan of Megumi not being the one who maximizes his own potential.
I have mixed thoughts on what exactly Sukuna is and isn't because of the whole mind = body = soul relationship and how he's just body-hopping and overriding other people's mind's information to merge with the soul and body.
So in a sense this is still Megumi but it isn't Megumi? Because in the end, this is Megumi's body and soul.
Regardless... I'm sure Sukuna will do something big with Megumi's domain and I do hope that, as you say, Megumi will learn from Sukuna because of it.
"I'm like 96.4% sure megumi is not dead"
That deserved to be made a title because of how specific you are about it lol. Don't hesitate to send in your theories. I'm collecting "the mental gymnastics Megumi fans will do to convince themselves he's still alive".
I do hope you're right tho and will light some prayer candles just to make sure your theory manifests.
I've made peace with Megumi not coming back but I'll still be disappointed if he doesn't which means I have not made peace with it at all.
Also... I am super curious about the other 3.6%...?
I sound very much as though I don't care for character arcs, and solely care for power feats, but I promise I do care for the character development!!... I just enjoy the ways in which authors can create power systems within its own world and seeing how characters respond to those rules, etc.
I'd say you get it. In JJK power = character development and psychological wholeness. It's a nice twist on the trope and Gege has done a good job with it.
In retrospect, I really do think the Culling Game arc has been about showing that relationship between power and the power system in JJK, how it relates to the sorcerer's personality, how the characters respond to those rules, and how they grow and get stronger as a result.
Like... don't get me wrong, I've been consuming Shonen for yeeeeears and while I appreciate Goku powering up because he was like...
"AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!"
I also really like how Gege pushes his characters to grow outside of long drawn out screaming.
I'm wondering if gege will revisit the concept of being a good/bad person through megumi/yuji and if hana will play a role in that.
Personally, I hope and think so.
How deeply he'll elaborate and/or how he executes is what is unsure. He might hide the struggle in the symbols.
Actually, as a symbol, Hana's Cursed Technique is a massive rabbit hole that gets at the core of good vs. evil. I'm working on writing this super nerdy meta about it. Stay tuned!
What I will say about Hana right now is that she sort of symbolizes light.
So it's an interesting symbol to bring in for a dynamic with a character like Megumi who represents the shadow.
If you think about it, dark is in need of light.
I'd say there's something there worth exploring.
I like how hana and megumi share the same "putting someone on a pedestal"... Hana doesn't know megumi whatsoever, but I think she has more of an obsession with him than just a crush, and I do think her very rough childhood played into that
Yes! Such a good point! I noticed the same thing about her. Going back to the idea of light, think of how light also make shadows all the more obvious and pronounced. So to me, from a psychological perspective, Hana's obsession is a sort of balance to her "light".
When you look at it like that, the Hana/Megumi parallels are interesting and I also wonder where Gege will go with them given Sukumi just betrayed Hana the way Yorozu betrayed Megumi.
is there a reason megumi was not able to deduce that tsumiki wasn't the same or is their dynamic truly a bit stunted where they don't know each other as well
Ah so, while I can see why people think this is the case, I personally don't interpret like this.
So for one, I do think that the relational dynamic is stunted and that it carries Pygmalion and the Princess and her Knight undertones. This involves how much Megumi idolizes Tsumiki as this epitome of goodness because it appears as though to Megumi, Tsumiki doesn't have a will of her own. Rather, she's an object upon whom he can project his emotional world and everything that is good about himself.
As an object that carries a projection of his emotional world, Tsumiki is also a Sleeping Beauty. Which can be taken as a metaphor for the status of Megumi's own emotional self--cursed to sleep for a hundred years.
Maybe I should expand upon this symbol in more detail. But for the sake of time what I'll say is that Sleeping Beauty is about awakening the feminine principle in order to achieve inner-balance between mind and heart/soul.
In JJK, Megumi's feminine principle has awakened, literalized by Tsumiki waking up, but the twist is that this carrier of Megumi's emotional world is now a cursed existence.
So it's almost like the Sleeping Beauty has turned against Megumi's immature perception of her. She has a will of her own and is not afraid to do as her sense of self is pleased.
I like that Gege has given us this twist to this dynamic because it gives us another look at Megumi's immature perception of the world and where he needs to grow.
JJK is a true tragedy in that its character's flaws are what ushers their ultimate downfall, and the way Gege is executing is very Jungian to boot.
Not sure if Megumi will grow from this experience because of that 3.6% possibility that he is dead, but the thing about the Princess and her Knight trope is that the Knight in question might eventually learn to see the real heart under the projections he casted upon her.
Twelve from Terror in Resonance is a favorite example of this trope's execution where, after dragging his Fair Lady into trouble, Twelve eventually sees her for who she is. In other words, the Sleeping Beauty comes to life in her own right and the Knight recognizes her true essence and achieves wholeness within himself.
So there's A LOT of possible character development in store for Megumi if he's 96.4% alive given all of the symbolism surrounding Jacob's Ladder and even Kon as the alchemical principle of antimony which unifies opposites.
All of this said, I've read quite a bit of discourse about how Megumi should have known this wasn't Tsumiki that I personally don't agree with.
First, I don't think that because Megumi idealized her that he didn't know her. I find that to be a massive leap of faith in logic because Yorozu was acting based on information she had about Megumi. In a sense, she always had the upper hand.
Again... Reggie cursed Megumi to die a fool.
What's more foolish than looking down on Remi for having failed to recognize Reggie was no longer who she thought he was, and then dying because of it?
So to me, its more of a question of Megumi failing to recognize this was not Tsumiki's soul / temperament.
There's a couple of characters that are favorites of mine who fool others because they walk a fine line between who they pretend to be and who they are at their core.
People can say and behave in one way, but temperament is an entirely different thing.
In Tokyo Babylon, Seishiro acts a certain way, and even though Subaru seems to be aware of it, he ignores his intuition about it because Subaru enjoyed Seishiro's temperament.
The way I see it, by the mere fact that they grew up together, Megumi is familiar with Tsumiki's idiosyncrasies and/or temperament. You know, the small things that make her Tsumiki.
Like what she might say in any given moment.
Or how she might behave in specific circumstances.
I personally see these panels as Megumi noticing that something was off but that he ignored his intuition because Yorozu is pretty much an optical illusion. Again, she is someone with access to Tsumiki's mind's information.
But that's how I see it at least.
If I'm honest, this all makes me wonder why Yorozu played coy. Why not just beat him to a pulp and enter the Culling Game? Was she enjoying humoring Megumi?
Or is this simply a plot hole for the sake of shock value?
ANYWAYS. I hope that I didn't go on an unrelated tangent as per usual. Moving on!
I thought megumi would apologize too like he said, but I can't tell if it's intentional and it will lead to something more, or gege just wants to move the plot and won't explore those things anymore.
Ah I feel the same way!
There's so many little details that feel like might be left unresolved. So far it looks like Gege is paying off on his promises so I wonder if he's going to deliver some angsty moment where Megumi apologizes because Sukuna killed her. Perhaps not that precisely but I wouldn't put it past the cursed cat.
I always thought that seeing tsumiki as an actual person capable of good and bad would have challenged him, so I'm curious if that's still what we'll be exploring with megumi or if it doesn't matter anymore and he just died like a fool.
Oh this is GOOD stuff. Not the part about Megumi dying like a fool but... y'know.
Again, "go back to sleep Tsumiki. I am busy protecting you."
Honestly, I am not sure what I like the most about how things unfolded... that Megumi's soul broke because Tsumiki might be dead, or that Megumi's soul broke because she has a will of her own when she never did before lol.
Again. I am eager to see how Gege executes on the trope.
on a happier note 😊 I've been having a ball seeing sukuna mess around again with the mcs 😭 he's so fun to watch
Yeessssss... sort of... not really... but still... yeeeeeeessss...
I love Sukuna and I love that every time Sukuna shows up he just has this overbearing and amazing sense of self that comes through the page in such a beautiful way.
I kind of just wish he want back to Yuji's body for that lol.
But ok, FINE! Go forth Sukumi! I'm looking forward to seeing what shenanigans he gets into this time.
Sort of... not really... ok maybe.
I love the "save me/you" concept that we've seen in yuji and megumi, so I think yuji will play a role in saving him so to speak or playing a big role in megumi saving himself. OR since gege is using the titles to parallel the first few chapters of the series, we may get megumi dying in front of yuji after taking some control back and waha its sad again !!
OMG YES!
Wait... jk, noooooooooooo!
This is interesting because Jacob's Ladder also gets at the core of the idea of the human heart. OMG what is Gege planning?!!!
CURSED CAT!
ok I personally think it's a bit too predictable for Megumi to do a reverse uno from chapter 9, but it is also very likely to happen. Sad indeed.
Gege did drop possible foreshadowing about Megumi's death, but it could also very well be a red herring.
The reference to Patrasche is very tragic. You can read about A Dog of Flanders in Wikipedia, which has a quick summary of the story and mentions a couple of anime adaptations of the story.
In a nutshell, A Dog of Flanders is about a boy (who happens to be an orphan like a certain someone) with a very tragic life and his very tragic death.
Anyways, thanks for sharing this theory. I loved the continuity that Gege brought in from chapter 9 but I never thought to explore the end of the arc.
What do believe to be a fulfilling character arc for megumi? I don't mind him dying or living, but not in this very moment hehe 😃
Shoot. I have no clue!!! I'm really focused on taking each chapter at a time and not getting my hopes up about Megumi coming back. This is my own personal way of not getting hurt heh. I just don't want to be disappointed because Gege is unpredictable af sometimes.
WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY I AM TOTALLY SPECULATING ON WHAT COULD HAPPEN.
So... I keep referring to Jacob's Ladder because as a symbol it represents the upward mobility of the soul. There's a clear theme of corruption and redemption of the self. So I feel like a fulfilling arc would be Megumi doing the whole union of opposites thing (remember the Sleeping Beauty references?) and re-awakening and overpowering Sukuna's sense of self.
After all, Gege already made it a point to make a distinction between how some people can be a vessels and others can be cages. I think it might be a theme of overcoming evil within oneself.
Thanks for reaching out again!!!
It's always good to brainrot and chat with others about JJK so thank you for sending in your thoughts. Keep them coming if you wish :)
Apologies on the delayed answer as well.
#ask the mental gymnastics anime girl#2/3 asks done!#thanks for your patience!#god I love jujutsu kaisen#jjk is jungian af
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-> BCS PART 2 PREMIER LIVEBLOG NOTES
obviously, spoilers below the cut. these are just first impressions to things as they happen.. but always feel free to ask me to elaborate on my thoughts ^^;
THE OPENING SHOT... I DON'T LIKE THAT LOAFER BEING PUSHED AROUND LIKE THAT 😰😰😰
RIP Mister Hamlin, you'll be missed(?)
Real talk... it's a good but sad set up. Especially considering the angle Howard was shot at? Fairly easy to rule as a suicide, I'd imagine. The wallet and wedding ring help. Only thing that tips off my forensic brain is that if they didn't leave him in the car, then they tossed him to the ocean. Which is plausible but you'd have to wade out pretty far for the current to grab you (I think, anyway).
The bloody candle... the somber music.... Ough I have chills.
Psychology note here, Lalo is good with conflict (clearly). Him commanding attention and giving clear directives is a good step in crisis management. Of course, the gun and dead body helps convince Saul and Kim to follow said directives. Only criticism is giving too many steps at once, but that's him maintaining control versus letting them get any one-ups by intervening.
UHM... JIMMY??? HE MAKES POINTS BUT HOLY SHIT THE WAY HE SO QUICKLY THREW HER UNDER THE BUS.
Poor Kim... I wanna hug her....
I get it. I do. I wouldn't leave my partner alone with Lalo either, but jesus Jimmy. He better explain this when he gets the chance >:(
Ou shit Jimmy's about to learn Nacho is dead isn't he? I have the feeling he is.
Oh Jimmy you fool, now you're forced to stare at your dead former boss. You fool.
I'm so worried for Kim holy shit the thought of her actually killing someone has me fucked up. Fucked up, your honor!
WAIT A MINUTE HOLY SHIT THAT'S GUS' HOUSE????? KIM NO KIM BABY NO KIMMMMMMBERLY WEXLER DO NOT DO IT. ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION—
MIKE GRABBED HER HE KNEW. HE FUCKIN' KNEW!!!
I'm so glad Mike grabbed her but oh my god her panic 😭😭 She's right tho this wouldn't have happened if Gus didn't divert security. I know he had to bc it was either them or his family but... Ouch.
Terrifying knowing Lalo is on location though... He's too smart to have stayed... Very terrified to see wtf he's doing (re: infiltrating the damn place).
This has been the most stressful 30 minutes of my life holy shit lmao.
Gus talking to Kim... Kim being honest... 😰😭
" My husband talked him out of it. He didn't want me to be there. "
" He... talked Lalo out of it? "
That interaction will be burned in my mind forever now thanks.
Gus... Gus he told you to stay home and safe 😮💨 This is why we can't have nice things.
OH MY GOD THEY'RE FUCKIN' DEAD—
OH MY FUCKIN' GOD MIKE KNOWS. AGAIN. AND LOOK. LOOK AT THE PICKLE YOU'VE WALKED INTO GUS.
Vloglo (vlogger lalo) makes a return
OKAYYY DAMN listen I know the vest is there but if he wasn't wearing one then Lalp wouldn't have gotten a tour to begin with.
Surprise! It's dirt :D
This is fr how we know Lalo dies at some point because if he didn't there is no way Gus would have finished the construction of the lab into BRBA. It would have been compromised.
Still a believer of the Lalo is buried under the superlab theory
HOOOOOOO Okay Gus I see you with that roast! Didn't know we were having pulled pork for dinner 😂
LALO'S FACE SKJDKD JUST :>
👁👄👁 Gus what did you do... What are we looking at—
THAT'S WHAT WE'RE LOOKING AT OKAYYY CUT THAT POWER LEAVE HIM IN THE DARK!!
BUT DID HE DIE??? IS HE DEAD??
OH MY FUCKIN GOD HE'S FUCKING DEAD—
... Lalo buried under the superlab theory confirmed I GUESS 😧😧😧
Let him run Los Pollos Hermanos or else 😤
Lyle is my only comfort right now he's so naïve and kind.
Kim... 😭💕
" I'm assuming stainless will do " MIKE NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR JOKES...
This explains why the dumping of Howard's body was so good at least. It was Mike's cleanup crew.
Aw man Kim is so traumatized... I recognize a good 1000 mile stare any day. The fact she just has to suck it up and go through her day like nothing happened... Jimmy was able to do that but FUCK. You can even hear it in Kim's voice... 😥😥
OHHH... No body for the police to discover!! That makes much more sense. Mike is so smart fr.
I'm not okay I need to sleep for 3 million years after this.
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Idk if it's too soon to write down all my thoughts because I don't know how much I've processed about this game but I prefer going right at it anyway hahahaha
Okay. so.
I think expectations worked well in favor of the sequel than when I played the first game.
When I went into aitsf, I think I was expecting more than one mystery, not that kinda crass humour, more gameplay. basically smth like ace attorney or danganronpa. i guess i was initially disappointed bc i didnt like 999 or just the zero escape trilogy in general. I honestly thought it was gonna be an L for me until I finally actually got my first ending and went through the other routes.
The strength of ai is in its mystery and how it fools the player and the detective through the limited point of view. Not pun intended since you know, they only see through one eye technically, but there were a lot of hints pointing to obvious truths that are so easy to dismiss until the truth is revealed.
My mind was like WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING a lot of the time but in a good way.
I think a big reason I didn't like 999 was that I just felt so unconvinced by the conclusion and that the development didn't feel enough whereas in ai it does a good job of linking everything together in a way that doesn't feel like a cop-out. I mean 999 gave foreshadowing but the sci-fi elements didn't feel very REAL until the end, it was more of ok fun theory i guess and then suddenly SCI FI HEAVY ENDING. Ai is more like hi we're technologically advanced and we're very silly so there's a lot of space for your suspension of disbelief.
well i'm sure that's a personal thing a lot of others would disagree with but for me that's a core reason why i did like ai.
i also thought that the dynamics in ai in general were just a lot stronger and better formed (but this is not a 999 hate post i swear so i will get on with it).
ANYWAY.
since i could curb those expectations with aini and sorta knew what i was getting into going in, i could enjoy it a lot more from beginning to end. i could just get lost in the BIG mystery and not worry about the what ifs and just think of all the alt routes as ultimately serving the true ending.
also omg i didnt love the ui in ai because i didnt know you had to keep interacting until you had to stop interacting, which just didnt seem obvious to me because huh the convo is done right why are we not moving on but no the convo was not done. i knew that going in now so i didnt feel as annoyed hahaha
aini is a lot more structured and well it's by design by the time you find out how fucked the timelines are. to be honest it's still hard to wrap my mind around it.
needless to say i was losing it when we were in that one bibi part where im like WE ARE MIZUKI BUT THIS IS CLEARLY 6 YEARS AGO WTF IS HAPPENING LOOK DATE IS RIGHT THERE ALSO WHY ARE THE SPRITES LIKE THAT
The last somnium with Amame was sooooo good like it uses her previous lightning round quiz show questions where it just seemed like kinda random questions to actually show all the choices Amame had to make in the end. It's even more impressive once you realize OH SHIT THIS WAS JUST A FEW DAYS AGO NOT 6 YEARS AGO like what you initially thought.
Though her story is so tragic...
Tbh it is pretty funny how it became a shounen final boss battle in the last part. It's very silly but I think it's fitting for protags like Mizuki and Mizuki...idk how to explain but they have the protag energy. Date was more low-key so him having that kinda ending where he had to let go of Aiba instead was a lot more fitting.
IDK THE POINT OF MAKING US THINK RYUKI DIED WHY DID THEY DO THAT. I was like: ok this was a good end but ryuki died so maybe i will opt for the alternate route thing i've been hearing about bc ryuki is alive. well i know the point of it, it's just a suspense thing they wanted to do but it wasn't really as dramatic as aiba's self-destruction which was the climax of that end scene.
I wanna hate that they claim that Date is just wearing a mask the whole time. I mean I GET IT IT'S FOR NO SPOILERS and like the story is not about Date but like we went through so much in the first game and we get this very convenient explanation....it's not a focal point but I thought it would be a big deal and it wasn't jxfvbjd
The secret not so secret ending was so meta hahaha. It sorta proves the ideology naix and shigure had but this was also only possible because it's a game. So it makes you think these people obviously don't think of themselves as game characters so how about you? Are you living in the real world or the simulation? I don't believe in those sorta conspiracy theories but I like how it just tied it all together.
I didn't do the joke end of atami(?) but the mere existence of it is funny lmao.
oh right the cast
i love ryuki but i think the boy has gone through some shit and needs a hug... i dont really ship him with tama but i guess the main difference between him and the aiba partnerships is that tama seems to not take ryuki seriously and to be doing her own thing at first glance but she is actually very indulgent of him and lets him do what he wants. she is also fiercely protective which is why ryuki couldnt share any of his burdens during the past 6 years.
i understand bibi hating him but im sorry i'm a ryuki apologist bibi
omg i was so excited to see adult shoma and then i went WHY DOES HE LOOK THE SAME but wow that was actually a plot point dfvdfvd i like his lil crush on mizuki but i dont see mizuki reciprocating any time soon...she just seems uninterested in romance HAHAHA
i feel like gen existed just for amame so he feels more like an extension of amame that existed to help her than his own character which is partly why im just kinda hmmm on him. sad he died in that one ending...which kinda sucks because everyone else had happy stuff in their endings in contrast. i guess it didn't pull my heart strings enough bc we dunno how amame and gen even became friends and everything so it feels like we're seeing this strong love but without the background of how it came to be.
in contrast we saw from the start how the lien and kizuna thing developed. i dont really ship them but i think how they turned out was sweet. i was initially very meh with the idea that lien just doesnt know how to take a no but well ig the story at least showed us he wasnt creepy like uh ota or moma so he gets an upgrade in my book as 'you're ok'
the shoma & komeji ending was the first i got and it was really sweet and it makes the reality of the true timeline sadder because the last thing komeji hears either of his children say to him before he gets sliced is that they're disappointed in him
but they actually loved him very much
which is to say the secret ending...ryuki gets the burden of knowledge even though everything is 'happier' but idk how it would do him good to just live in this perfect world we chose for him instead. we saved him going thru the bad 6 years but he has the knowledge that they existed in the first place. anyway some real fun meta shit they did.
the ryuki obsession with date wasn't enough methinks. i just dont feel convinced, it just seems like he feels guilty because he knows what he did which fair enough sure but everybody gave me the impression he was obsessed since the start so i felt disappointed in that regard
not enough date tbh or rather not enough date in the way i would have prefered hahahaha. like i wanted a more dramatic reunion with mizuki and/or aiba
i mean they were finally happy then 6 years of date just gone...wtf mizuki keeps getting Ls in her life
also ig bc as an aiba/date shipper i just felt deprived but im ok. i really am. i reallly am
oh right one thing i do want to commend on aini is how its somniums are just so much more logically driven so they're more fun to solve. it doesnt feel like the strange randomness of the first game where you just have to somehow hope you're doing the right thing. there is still randomness but it feels hmmm like there is more sense in the overall somnium than the past game
i probs have more thoughts but i kinda just kept playing and playing for like 20 hours and im sure if i had any thoughts during i forgot to write them down dxfvbdfcvj but i'll probs remember if im asked very specific things
if there will be another game, i will for sure buy and play but can we no longer have separation of date and mizuki + aiba? tnx.
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(Pina Colada Anon) Mark: SHOOT HIM! HE'S THE IMPOSTER! Dark: No, he is the imposter! Shoot him! Y/N, setting down the gun and walking over to both of them: I have two hands, don't worry.
(Hope you dont mind I turn this into a fic ghdhgh bc I haven't done any for ADWM on here)
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“You’re never, ever going to escape me. Not now-?!”
Out of nowhere, Mark ran in and tackled Dark as the world reverted back to its normal colors.
You wondered where he had gone this whole time, but you could only stand there in bewilderment, watching the two pretty much fight to the death over you. Humorously enough they tried throwing punches with bags over their heads, which were quickly discarded.
Dark tried glitching around to confuse Mark and gain the upper hand, though it ended up confusing you too as they were both identical, voices sounding the exact same.
Eventually one of them pulled out a gun, which got knocked away and slid directly towards you.
You huffed and picked up the weapon, looking up to see them still fighting and started to get annoyed. This isn’t what you signed up for.
“Alright. That’s enough! I’m settling this once and for all.”
Hearing a click, they froze and backed away from each other, seeing you standing there with the gun. Immediately they pointed at one another, once again yelling as they begged you to shoot the “Dark Mark.”
“He needs to die!”
“Shoot him!”
“No! Shoot him!!”
“He does bad things to good people!”
“He’s got weird eyes!”
You feel like you’ve seen this trope in dozens of movies--with identical clones forcing you to decide who’s the “fake” and praying you’re right if you kill them.
But then you wondered..
Why did this have to be like a dumb cliché movie? Can’t you make your own choice? Your own story?
Besides, you weren’t too keen on killing anybody on a first date. Maybe you can figure out some sort of compromise if these two really loved you that much. You knew Mark did but you weren’t sure about Dark.
Eh.
You made up your mind..
And calmly put the gun down.
Once Mark and Dark realized you weren’t aiming at them anymore, they slowly stopped arguing and just stared at you, confused. At first they thought you were gonna just walk away from the situation, leaving them with broken hearts, but no...you were walking towards them.
“Boys, boys..I’m flattered you’re fighting over me. But I have two hands, y’know.” You chuckle, taking Dark’s hand in your right and Mark’s in your left. “And I'm not gonna use them to kill, but to love you both."
Mark was taken aback by your smooth pickup line, a warm blush growing on his face. But he huffed and stared at the copycat. "What’s there to love about this idiot who interrupted our date? He's a liar and a cheat."
"As if you're any different." Dark snarled, reverting back to his original self. "What kind of fool "forgets" his wallet on the first date? You clearly have no shame in making them do everything for you. You can’t keep forcing them choose again and again!”
“Well at least I didn’t keep them hostage in a scary dark void-!”
“Hey. Nobody forced me to choose anything.” You huffed, making them both turn their gaze back to you. “So what if neither of you are perfect? You are to me, and that’s okay. Dark..I’d like to get to know you better. You seem a bit creepy but I’m not one to judge books by their covers.”
The entity’s shoulders visibly relaxed a little as he quietly nodded.
“And Mark, today has been fun and I don’t wanna end it on killing someone. Not a good impression to leave on a first date. Let’s talk about this over dessert and you guys can prove yourselves to me in your own ways, yeah?”
For a long moment they just stared at each other, then they looked at your hands. As much as they despised being together and having to share you, they didn’t wanna disappoint you on your first date.
Finally they sighed in defeat.
"Fine."
"Alright..but just this once. Maybe this won’t be so bad."
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ENDING 11: Swirl
TRY AGAIN?
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• pairing: mikey x gn!reader, shinichiro x gn!reader, taiju x gn!reader, mitsuya x gn!reader
• summary: a song a character
• genre: angst, fluff (only in mitsuya's part)
• tw: spoiler of the few last chapters in mikey's part, character's death, toxic relationship, manipulation (in taiju's part)
• note: aaaaand again bc i'm obsessed with this, i seriously love writing this so much wtf ANGST SHIT YAY
— mikey - no time to die by billie eilish
Was it obvious to everybody else
That I'd fallen for a lie?
You were never on my side
Fool me once, fool me twice
You always told Mikey how you loved him and would follow him everywhere no matter what, if it meant being with him, you could do anything. Because being with him always made you happy. But since some weeks he wasn't the same anymore, you don't recognise him. He changed. You weren't mad at him or upset about it, he lost many people and even lost Draken a few days ago. But he was pushing you away since then, he wasn't the Mikey you met two years ago, not the sweet guy that used to come in the middle of the night to get a kiss or share a dorayaki with you. Not the guy that could've done anything to see a smile appearing on your face. Pecking your lips before running away and screaming that he loves you. Now he was cold, not letting you helping him. He was refusing any love you wanted to give him. And here you were again, begging him to stop what he was about to go do "Mikey please, don't go" you plead, he kept looking at you, any sign of love gone, just seeing his dark eyes "They're your friends Mikey, let us help you" you sob "Leave me alone" he spit, looking away "I don't need you or anyone else" he says before leaving. And you stayed there, crying and alone.
— shinichiro - all i want by kodaline
When you said your last goodbye
I died a little bit inside
I lay in tears in bed all night
Alone without you by my side
You could remember the night Takeomi came to you, you were at your place and he was loudly knocking on your door in the middle of the night. You opened it, about to get mad at him for making that much noise that late but you just frown when you see his distraught expression "Did something happened?" you ask, not wanting to let the voice in your head convince you that something was wrong. He get in, sitting on a chair and asking you to sit in front of him "Y/n... I'm so sorry..." he start, you smile curiously not understanding "For what? Where is Shin?" you ask, he lowered his head "He got attacked at the shop... He didn't made it Y/n... I'm so sorry" he says, looking as your face go through all the state of pain before you began to cry. You clench his jaw, trying not to cry again. That's all you remembered from that night. You remembered waking up the day after, thinking you had a bad dream, but when you saw Takeomi asleep on a chair in your bed room because he was worried for you, you remembered and hug yourself below your cover, silently crying. Begging the gods to give him back to you, you needed him. More than anyone. You could remember that night very clearly, because that night you lost a part of you.
— taiju - gun by loic nottet
When you're saying nothing
I will get your silence
I will be forgiving
Even when you're wrong
One of the thing you heard the most when you got with Taiju was "He's not a good guy" but you always answered that they were wrong, they just didn't knew him like you did. You lost many friends just because they were scared of him or because you apparently changed since you got with him. But you didn't cared. For the first time of your life you felt loved and accepted when you were with him. As long as you're with him you were safe and happy. You were too scared of loosing HIM. Worriedness taking over you when he was coming home late, drunk and too tired to even looking at you. Or sometimes not even coming home at all. When he was screaming at you for little things such as something falling from your hands, making you cry, his harsh words breaking your heart, scaring you when he was breaking things around you or violently slamming the door of his office, leaving you crying and alone to clean the damage he caused. But he knew he just had to come back, say sorry and hug you to be able to feel your lips on his again, to feel your arms tightening around his torso your fingers holding his shirt, scared that he'll leave. You couldn't live without hearing his heart beating through his chest, without feeling his warmth.
— mitsuya - somewhere only we know by keane
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Tired. He was tired and he needed to be left alone. He had to watch over his sisters for an entire week and he didn't had time for himself not even once and he was tired. So now he was at the only place he liked to go when he was feeling down, the parc where you had your first date. It was always empty and you both find comfort in this place since you both alwyas go there. And tonight he needed it. Sitting on a swing, he texted you, asking you if you could join him. And not even 10 minutes later he saw you walking toward him. He look up at you, wmiling when he saw could read your woriedness on your face "Are you okay?" you ask when you were in front of him. He took your hand as you lean down for your lips to meet his "I am baby, just a bit tired" he answers. Putting his arms around you to bring you closer to him, his head on your stomach. He would be okay now.
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winter in paris // fez
*･゜ﾟ･* summary: after ash's death and his life going up in flames, fez is struggling to cope after finally getting out. when he meets you, you remind him vaguely of someone in his past; and for a little bit, it seems like it could all be going uphill. he doesn't realize how bad you might be for each other until later, but even then he wants to ignore it. (loosely based on rehab (winter in paris) by brent faiyaz)
*･゜ﾟ･* pairing: fez x reader / lexi x fez (sad backstory lol)
*･゜ﾟ･* cws: PLSSS seriously listen this could be v triggering. substance abuse, alcohol abuse, mental illness, sad broken fez, death, suicide ideation, codependency/unhealthy relationship, mentions of sex
playlist for this fic / masterlist
this isn't based on a req i'm sooo sorry ik i have a few right now but i promise i'm working on them! (i'm 10k deep in one bc i went nuts on it) but i was listening to this song earlier and started imagining a fez scenario based on it and ended up doing this in like one sitting. it ended up wayyy sadder and heavier than i thought it was gonna, bc after some delibaration i couldn't really imagine fez before the s2 finale in any kind of situation like this so the whole thing ended up playing a part in the story. anyway !!please!! listen to the tws bc i don't normally write stuff like this and some of it is lowkey based on my own experiences. i feel that it could be very triggering to anyone who's dealt with any of this kinda stuff so please take care <3
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Fez knew about your substance issues. You thought you hid it well, but he wasn’t an idiot, and for years he was around the stuff all day. He just didn’t say anything, knowing if he dropped a single sentence pertaining to the idea maybe you needed to cool off, you’d shut down. He knew you. Although things had been feeling a little sour as of late, he still knew you. Probably better than anyone.
And that meant he knew for a fact you’d convinced yourself you were fooling everyone; maybe a good few, you were. But not him. Never him.
You weren’t shy with him about the fact you fucked around — but you were oh so clearly trying to make out it was just a weekend thing, something to heighten the enjoyment of a party or loosen you up when you went out clubbing. What you weren’t aware of was that he knew about the stashes. The empty bottles you hid. The fact that when you came over to his on a Thursday, Wednesday, hell, sometimes on a fucking Monday, he could tell you were on shit.
It was also the way you pounded drinks back like no tomorrow. At parties, yeah, but also during what was supposed to be a relaxed night in. Every time you were together during the evening, he noticed that one drink started becoming two, becoming four, becoming you near blacking yourself out on a work night.
And on an actual night out, it was a whole other story. It was scary, because you never actually became utterly out of control. You weren’t sloppy, or falling over yourself, or spewing up. He knew it was your build-up of tolerance coupled with the need to seem collected in front of your inebriated friends, to always look like the most sober person in the room.
In actuality, you were completely and utterly fucked up. Even if anyone else couldn’t tell, he could. While to the untrained eye you might have seemed four or five drinks in, he could sense the slightest differences in your behavior, knowledge of just how much was most likely in your system making his stomach feel odd.
He never once judged you for it, though. Not only because of the sheer amount of addicts he’d been around in his life (although, he didn’t want to admit that’s what you were. What you were heading towards, at the very least), but because after Ash, after being locked up, for the first time he truly understood. He understood because he almost went that way himself.
Despite the fact he’d seen the effect substances could have when abused, the fact they could ruin lives, the fact he’d watched people die, all of a sudden it was becoming impossible to care. His life was already ruined. His brother was gone forever, Grandma being looked after by strangers in a care facility miles away, and it felt like any prospects of a happy future had disappeared in smoke.
He didn’t care what happened to him. He wanted to die.
And for a while, he carried on in a hedonistic, self destructive cycle. During the week, he’d smoke until he didn’t know where he was on planet Earth, then drink himself to sleep. It wasn’t a good combination, making him damn near ill sometimes, but he didn’t care. At least he was numb.
He’d go out Friday through Sunday, always ending up gone out of his mind with no clue how he got home. He might have fucked with some heavy shit, and on occasion, he’d wake up with a girl in his bed — Lexi was ancient history, off at college somewhere on the East coast. Part of him felt upset, and abandoned, but mostly he was pleased for her. If she’d have stayed just for him, the guilt would have outweighed any happiness at having her around. She was brilliant, more brilliant than anyone he’d met, and he couldn’t have coped with knowing she held herself back because of him.
She’d visited for a while, written letters. He’d written back, doodling on the page and signing off with a messy heart. At first, he was stupidly hopeful, thinking there was a chance she’d be waiting for him on the other side. He needed something to cling onto, something to hold out for. But being inside has a way of stomping out any of that, each day that went by making it harder and harder to imagine a life where anything was better. Where anything was worth living for.
It started to seem more off as the months went by. Her letters became slightly more lackluster, visits became less frequent, and the air felt thick during them. It was like the weight of the entire situation had finally started to set in. The dreams about Fez getting out, two of them moving far away somewhere and living an idyllic life now seemed childish. They were in a dark place, and it was as if it was past the point of no return.
Then one day, Lexi turned up looking extra somber. They’d made conversation, him trying to coax a small smile, before she looked up and he realized she was crying. He’d reached out to gently take her hand, squeezing once and running a thumb over the back of it. She was quiet for a while before telling him.
She was leaving. She’d been accepted to a school in New York (he’d asked which one, but she was adamant it didn’t matter), and it wasn’t going to be possible for her to visit anymore. She wanted to write letters when she got there, but it would hurt too much. She was sorry, but it had been her dream ever since she was a little girl and she couldn’t give it up.
She also said that day had to be the last time they saw each other. That seeing him, knowing it would be a matter of time before it had to be the last, would be too painful. She thought it was best for the both of them to just get it out of the way.
When he heard that, Fez could have sworn he felt his heart drop through the floor. He knew deep down it was always going to happen, but he didn’t ever want to admit it to himself. In spite of his brain yelling out for him to protest, he didn’t. He didn’t say much at all. Just looked down and quietly held her hand. Processing.
And when time was up, as much as he wanted to hold her, wrap his arms around around her to feel her sink into his body, to kiss her for the first and last time, he couldn’t. All he could muster was to press his forehead against hers, allow a few tears to roll, and shakily breathe out a, “Goodbye, Lexi. Good luck.”
She was his first love. Even though it hadn’t been a normal relationship; she was never even really his. They’d never been given chance to explore it all properly, never had sex, never even kissed. It didn’t make a damn second of difference. He was going to be mourning it for the rest of his life.
In the back of his mind, he was always looking for her in those other girls. His head was incoherent whenever he spied them across a dancefloor or heard them talking next to him at the bar. Maybe it was a flash of brown hair that did it, or the way they held themselves. Maybe it was the fact their inflection ever so slightly reminded him of her, and if he got them home and heard them whisper his name he could pretend just for a second.
When he met you, he was right in the middle of it. You reminded him of her, but you didn’t. He couldn’t put his finger on it.
Really, when he looked back on the snippets of the night he could actually place, it was the fact you’d seemed so put together by the side of your messy friends. The only one able to hold an interesting conversation with him. It was akin to her. Except with her, it had always been genuine.
You’d given him eyes that night, more than a few times. He’d followed you out to the smoker’s area, shared a cigarette, and kissed you hard. As if you both weren’t already bad enough, you were drunk on each other. And when you’d ensured your friends were shuttled off safely, taken him back to yours and fucked him absolutely filthily, he was hooked.
For reasons other than the ones his intoxicated brain had mustered, he felt drawn to you. It wasn’t like it was all fake, far from it — you were supposed to be together, in some way, at some time. You enjoyed each other’s company. You had things in common, and it wasn’t just the fact you were both incredibly troubled people.
In fact, you tried to steer clear of the subject. You were aware of his past, the issues he still faced, but he never truly opened up to you and you understood why. You didn’t like to talk either, and you felt like your shit wasn’t nearly as bad as his.
Maybe the relationship wasn’t healthy. At the beginning, it almost seemed like it was, for him at least. He slowly stopped messing with anything that wasn’t weed and a few drinks here and there. He didn’t want to chase serotonin in one night stands anymore, knowing you’d be there with a text, and you were damn well better than any girl in the bar. He loved you, and you loved him. But when two people who are so deeply unhappy become intertwined with each other, it’s doomed from the start.
For a while, it was okay. Amazing, even. For a while, you were both fooling yourselves that it could work. You never explicitly said you wanted to be exclusive, but it all just fell into place regardless. It felt like what you’d both been searching for, the way you’d text all day and see each other whenever you could; you’d hold each other while falling asleep after you’d fucked senseless, kissing softly and murmuring sweet nothings. You’d spend time at each other’s places, making dinner together and sharing it over a movie before laying on his chest as he stroked at your skin.
It felt good. But it was codependent, and when you started getting bad again, it was a ticking time bomb before the whole thing went up in flames.
He knew the way he’d feel his heart beat faster if you didn’t call him back quick enough, or the way some guy asking to buy you a drink made him want to get violent, wasn’t normal. He knew it wasn’t healthy that at the same time, he was constantly scared about what you were doing when he wasn’t around you because he didn’t fucking trust you to keep yourself safe, that he knew you wouldn’t reach out for help no matter what state you were in.
And Fez was intuitive — it was something he picked up naturally as a child. He could always tell the slightest changes in situations, or feel his skin prickling when someone said something a certain way. Even before he had confirmation about how much you were drinking, how many drugs you were doing, how ill you were, things felt off. He didn’t know exactly what it was, but suddenly when he was around you he felt anxious. Hell, sometimes even just when he thought about you.
He could sense something bad was coming, but he’d cross that bridge when he got to it. Maybe it was selfish, maybe it was self destructive, maybe it was a fucked-up combination of the two. He needed you, and he didn’t give a shit about anything else.
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⤷ MORE THAN YOU'D BARGAIN FOR
DENJI X READER -> 1.7K
when it comes to a fool blinded by love, it sure hurts to have the short end of the stick
REQUEST -> ✰
CONTAINS -> angst, friends with benefits‼️, happy ending bc i'm weak like that, denji not knowing how to process emotions, very loose college!au cos i'm lazy, makima being slightly antagonised because fuck her, mentions of sex but nothing super explicit i don't think
MORI'S THOUGHTS -> thinking about denji's hands. i want to learn how to animate manga panels now so i can do a csm edit. also the writing style got kinda boring im SORRY
HEARTBREAK WAS ALWAYS BOUND TO HAPPEN IN THESE SORT OF RELATIONSHIPS. anyone with a pair of eyes and ears could give a clear answer to the question "who does denji like?" and no matter how much you wanted that answer to change, it would never be you.
even when the blonde boy had been so insistent on his heart belonging to another, he still had urges. so under the influence of one too many bottles of alcohol, it was a fairly easy decision for both of you to fall into bed together. more than once. more than you'd care to admit.
being with denji was nice. he was funny, sweet at times and vulgar during the others, and you found yourself repeating a mantra of don't catch feelings for your friend during your time together. and truth be told, it was hard not to, even when you and denji had finished your business and the topic of conversation always seemed to make its way back to makima.
it left a bitter taste in your mouth when denji acted like nothing had happened between the pair of you in other settings. the bitterness turned sour when you realised that there was no reason for him to have to either, and you cursed yourself when you realised you had done the worst thing possible and gone and fallen for your friend who so clearly wouldn't like you back.
but there were times where you thought that you just might have a chance.
even though your cursed your heart for fluttering and rearing its head each time so willingly at denji's mercy, you couldn't help but take every offhand action of his as a ray of hope. with the way his hands engulfed yours to anchor himself as he thrusted into you, the way his lips left urgent kisses on your lips as you panted beneath him, the way he whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you cried out in ecstasy.
and even when you were lying next to each other in his bed, catching your breath. you would turn to look at his face sometimes, only to see him staring at you already with a look in his eyes that could only be described as wistful. but you were a fool to think that you could ever upseat makima in denji's eyes.
false hope could only get you so far.
with his breath tickling the back of your neck and his large hand rubbing patterns into your hip, this false hope really had gotten you somewhere. but all good things must come to an end. words that you dreaded to say weighed heavy on your tongue, but you dragged yourself along, lifting them just enough to feel them escape your lips before you could really stop them.
"denji, what are we?"
you felt the hand that rested on you go still, and the arm that was poised as a pillow for you went rigid. hell, the boy that was holding you so close to his chest had practically stopped breathing, and you felt your eyelids slide shut in a bitter defeat before you heard another word. it's not like you needed them to understand how he felt, anyway.
"we're friends, aren't we?" his tone was so controlled, so even and level and unlike the denji that you knew and, dare you say it, loved. it sent another shot tubneling straight through your heart, and you were glad that you were currently facing away from him. you wouldn't be able to handle seeing the look on his face as all of your tentative hopes were crushed under his heel. all you wanted to do was curl in on yourself and maybe try to cry away the numbness that was invading your body from the chest outward.
you raised a shaking hand to push denji's own off of you, and you felt the mattress underneath you creak as the boy shifted in confusion at your behaviour.
"y/n?"
your kept your back turned to him as you got out of his bed, pulling on your own clothed and scowling in frustration when you couldn't find your shirt anywhere. you were seconds away from letting the first droplets fall, and you did not want to let denji see.
you snagged some random material of a shirt off of the bedroom floor, yanking it over your head and turning to face denji with a face that you hoped wasn't too scrunched from holding back your tears.
"we're not just friends and you fucking know it."
you didn't have time to register his wounded facial expression or the pleading calls of your name that he cast towards your retreating figure, but you grabbed your shoes before leaving his dorm, shutting the door behind you a little too forcefully and storming off back to your own room.
you must look insane, padding along the halls with no shoes as angry tears streaked down your face and you tried your best not to audibly sob. by the time you had made it back to your room your eyes were streaming, and you flopped on your bed with little regard for anything else other than crying your eyes out.
truth be told, after that fateful night and the best cry of your life you felt much better. you knew where you stood, you had your feelings sorted out, and you knew that a little distance would really help you to finally move on from your friend.
now, if only denji would stop calling and texting you like nothing had happened.
you felt like you could scream when you saw a notification from him, asking if you wanted to study for the test that you had next week. you bit back the petty urge to ask him if he wanted to study with you as just friends, instead opting to turn your phone off and bury your face in your pillow once again.
matters of the heart take time, after all.
on denji's end, things weren't looking much better. he brushed off his confusion at your actions and words when you had left so abruptly the other day, only to find himself staring at his ceiling trying to decipher his feelings and what the hell you had meant.
he likes makima. and he has, for a while now. he could count on one hand the amount of times he had interacted with the girl who sat in front of him in the lecture hall, and every time had been met with this strange giddy feeling in his chest. though it was rare, he knew that feeling.
but the one he felt right now was so, so, different. when the door clicked shut behind you, it felt like a piece of him had up and left along with you. the very reason that he had accelerated things so far in your relationship was because of how right things felt with you. the slightest graze of your fingertips across his chest didn't light any fireworks in his mind, but it's like warmth perforated his skin and was injected straight into him from you.
truth be told, that feeling was the most addicting he had ever felt. and when he heard that air of finality right after the door shut behind you, it didn't take long for denji to realise just how cold everything felt without you.
but he still liked makima, right?
that giddy feeling in his chest he got from her was enough to fill the you-shaped hole, right?
you not talking to him wasn't what made his heart hurt, right?
he only realised just how wrong he had it when he talked to makima for the fourth time ever. she had turned in her seat, even smiling at him and asking for a pen, and all that came to mind was how much he missed your smile.
hell, he missed everything. the sound of your laugh, the smell of your hair. the way you fit against him and said his name. and that's when he realised this you-related feeling was.
longing.
there was a knock on your door. and another. you groaned, rolling over to check the time to see that it was three in the morning.
by the time you had cracked your door open you saw a flash of blond hair and a face all-too-familiar, you knew it was too late to slam your door shut. denji's face perked up, and you already knew that you were done for.
he lifted his hand, revealing a pretty albeit crumpled bouquet of flowers. you almost giggled to yourself, guessing that the mastermind of that romantic gesture was most likely denji's roommate aki. but it was appreciated, nonetheless.
"what do you want, denji?" you were painfully aware of just how much of a mess you looked right now- eyes still red around the rim from how many self-pitying tears you had shed over this entire situation.
denji's mouth and opened and closed, and you sighed against your barely open door which still had a chain on it.
"i'm not in the mood, denji."
"no, no, it's just that i wanted to say that i've finally figured out what we are." it appears tgat your friend finally found his voice. you looked him in the eye again, trying not to let the hope in your heart build itself too high. "we're way more than friends, y/n."
you felt any resistance crumble at those words, and the sheepish smile on your face grew.
"so, can i come in?" you smiled at denji, shutting your door to undo the latch before opening it again, wide enough to let him back in to your life. consider him a weakness of yours.
the first thing denji did when he crossed the threshold of your door was wrap his arms around you, dried tears and crumpled flowers and all, and bury his face in your hair. the only words he had to offer was a mumbled i miss you into your skin, and you felt your body melt against him like it had so many times before.
when you finally broke apart, you couldn't help but wonder.
"so, what are the flowers for denji?" the boy before you blushed, his eyes flitting off to the side. he raised a hand to the back of his neck, taking a breath to summon some courage.
"i was hoping... that i could take you out on a date. or be your boyfriend. something like that."
"what?" denji was still bright red, though his eyes were locked onto yours.
"you heard me." you smiled once again, taking a step forwards and effectively closing the distance between you two.
"i would love to."
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What's so good about Thorki and Sessrin? The origins seem sus ngl.
~from a curious Rose and Gear.
This ask seems genuine so I'm gonna put my game face on
Thorki is not for everyone. Legit, it's a ship of problems, an unhealthy codependent relationships, and LOTS of mind fuckery. The shipping relationship between MCU Thor and Loki is a lot of "I would do anything for you" vs "I would destroy the world for you." It's the desperate clinging to each other when even when they are toxic to each other. And in a perfect world (and in lots of aus) they actually work through their issues to make each other better. Basically Thor and Loki bring out the best and the worst of each other, and their bond is deeper than time itself.
I connected hard to Loki upon seeing the first Thor movie, no thanks to a broken eyed British actor who made me FEEL THINGS. And his utter OBSESSION with Thor is just my favorite thing in the whole wide world of fantasy. I won't make excuses for myself, it's what I'm drawn to, and have been into the darker themes of relationships and sex for longer than I care to admit. And yes, part of the appeal is the taboo of incest. Lots of things are sexual deviations because of the nature of taboo. That's why it's a KINK. It's a preference for sexual fantasies that do not relate to the real world. People who call their partners "Daddy" in the bedroom don't really want to fuck their own fathers. Power dynamics is a big turn on for taboo fantasies for people who are into it.
With Thorki, you get a ship that revolves around obsession, both romantic and toxic. And the draw is either tragedy, catharsis, or the relief of watching these fools heal each other. I've read some amazing fics doing just that.
Sessrin is not related in the slightest. Despite the Fandom wank, their relationship is FULLY consensual and reciprocated. I won't go into defending the ship but I'll point out what I love about it.
For context, I watched the original Inuyasha show growing up and I did NOT ship Sesshoumaru and Rin bc Rin was a child. I didn't even really read any of the early Sessrin fics bc I just couldn't imagine little Rin grown up, but I was also a teenager at the time so maybe that was part of it. That and I never imagined we would get a sequel.
Inuyasha is a fairy tale set in Feudal Japan and it has a LOT of fairy tale themes that are both exaggerated and disturbing in many cases. I don't know who started saying this, but Inuyasha was never a kids show and I don't really consider the sequel to be one either.
That being said, you have a heartless immortal who doesn't give a shit about anyone else, will stoop to despicable means in pursuit of power, and is morally gray. All of that changes when he is injured and meets a human child. This human child shows unusual courage and kindness in trying to heal this clearly damaged and dangerous demon. The demon shows a minutia of gentleness towards the child. He doesn't kill her, berate her, or put her down. Her small act of kindness sparks an act of gentleness in him that has never been shown before. Think Beauty and the Beast. It's a tale as old as time! So this demon ends up saving the child's life, even though he doesn't fully understand why, which sets him on a path of self discovery. Sesshoumaru is changed forever because of Rin. Rin is completely devoted to him despite being shunned, abused, and abandoned. I FULLY LOVED THEIR PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP BEFORE I EVER DREAMED OF A SEQUEL
And the reason I ship them romantically now that we have a sequel is because of this. There is literally no one else who has a place in Sesshoumaru's heart and life who is close enough to be intimate with him. He shows no interest in either romantic or sexual relationships. The writers have said that Rin is the ONLY woman possible for Sesshoumaru, because of their deep bond. They are soulmates, your honor!! And honestly they have the healthiest relationship in the entire show. Yes I will provide my thesis if you're willing to sit through a 3 hour lecture.
Big Bad Demon is Soft for Human Wife.
Yeah, it's a good trope. Thanks for listening!! I love talking about my ships 😭
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