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akiology · 7 months

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Phantom Thieves who has a favorite gacha character (it's you)

Summary: What if you were a character in a gacha game that the Phantom Thieves are currently raving about? Note: Got this idea since I am getting back into gacha games after a month-long hiatus from them. I was like... what if its THEM spending their time on thinking about a fictional character... Also this includes Sumire!

Futaba has been hearing about the talks of a new gacha game, and realized it had a fun multiplayer aspect to it. The game didn't demand much time in their daily quests, and can be played casually. She sent an invite to the Phantom Thieves, since there's a reward if a friend starts playing the game.

Akiren

He decided to check out the game after a busy day. He did not feel like doing anything productive, and thus proceeded to click download. He went through the introduction and through the list of characters available in-game. He landed on your page, and found you really adorable and interesting.

It was currently your banner, so he decided to try his luck on pulling for you. Unfortunately, he is very unlucky but he proceeded to grind through the game's content to get you. He got you at hard pity, and proceeded to spoil you with the best gears he could get his hands on. He really likes the story and finds the other characters interesting. However, he is at full focus when you are on the screen and only uses you during combat.

If you have a favorite food/signature dish, he would most likely try to recreate it. Futaba and Mona (if its safe for them) are his taste testers. He also has a figurine of you placed on the shelf with the rest of the souvenirs he got from his friends.

Ryuji

Sadly, he also wanted to send out invites for pulls but was bested by Futaba. He actually heard of the game before, and he already had a favorite character: you. Before the game was released, he was closely following updates, teasers, and trailers. He probably found you very cool either because of your role in the story or your move set/skills.

If your character is not a healer/shielder, he will almost always play you with one of those. Makes sure you are well-protected, and if you are near fainting, he will exit the area right away. Also, his plans to acquire new characters revolves around you now. When a new character comes out, he will be thinking if said character could benefit you somehow.

Most definitely has posters of you in his bedroom, and a keychain of you in his phone. If ever there's a plushie/gachapon of you near the arcade he hangs out at, best believe he will be there!

Ann

A bit of a gamer herself, she was actually familiar with the game and only got around to downloading it when Futaba sent the invite. As she goes around and explore the world, she met your character. Either you remind her of one of the heroines she admired, or she finds your strength inspiring, (maybe even both!) you quickly became one of her favorites. She really loves your story and always pays attention when you are in the spotlight!

Ann's luck is... alright. She's not blessed like Yusuke, but not so unlucky like Akira. Even so, she managed to get you and your weapon pretty quickly! Since the game is not that challenging, no matter what your role is, she will bring you with her in the journey. Even if the team had no synergy whatsoever.

She likes thinking up of clothes/accessories inspired by you. She incorporates some of this in her daily life. Like maybe you have a unique headpiece, then maybe she will find an equivalent and start wearing it daily.

Yusuke

He got dragged into it, and decided to give it a chance. He greatly appreciates the game design, and environmental feel. As he meets all sorts of characters, he gets inspirations for each and every one. When he meets you, however, he admired your design for a moment before continuing. He really likes your overall aesthetic, and he can either relate to your experiences/or find you fascinating.

When he pulls for you, it was pure luck because he got both you and your weapon in one 10 pull. Futaba was jealous, Ryuji was stunned, Ann wished it was her, and Haru congratulated him. "This is not normal?" He asked, and it got mixed reactions from the crowd.

He rarely picks up the game, but when he does he always makes sure to set you as the character to greet him. He sometimes find inspiration/ideas after playing, and you have been the subject in a few art pieces of his. He realizes that whenever he is stuck in an impasse, sketching you or playing the game helps him get back on track. He also liked seeing fanart of you that were made by other fans.

Makoto

Also got dragged into it, and decided to check it out for Futaba. Might ask for help for the terminologies used in game, and the group chat gladly supplies information. She liked the storytelling of the game, and then she met your character. You quickly became a favorite because you were admirable.

In terms of merch collection, she goes for the ones that are useful like her Buchimaru-kun pencil case. If you have merch like a coffee mug or binder, she will go for that instead of a huge plushie or poster. She cherishes it just like she does with Buchimaru-kun.

Even if she does not drop the game because of her responsibilities, she still rarely plays it. Despite that, she might login if you have an event or role in the current story. Keyword is might.

Futaba

Truthfully, she only sent the invites out to get more of the currency used for pulling. While she already had you, she wanted to get more copies to make you stronger, or wanted to pull for a weapon that will greatly benefit you. Although, before that she made multiple accounts just so she can get you on the first ten pulls. It was quite an arduous progress.

She is very active in the fandom, and is probably a well-known figure within various social media. Most definitely runs an account dedicated to you, and also posts various headcanon/character interpretations of yours. She also gives the best advice on how to gear you up, and could be good with advising on how to build others when asked.

She has a lot of your merchandise, and is one the reasons she sometimes goes out. If you have a favorite food/signature dish, she might ask Sojiro or Joker to have it made for her. She also tends to talk about you a lot, either with Sumire or Joker. They start liking you through osmosis as well.

Haru

She was already playing the game when Futaba sent the invite. You were her favorite character because of your view on justice and/or you feel like someone she would get along with! She is cheering for you when you fight, her heart aches when you're sad, and she smiles when you triumph!

Safe to say that you are already maxed leveled, and fully built with the best gears. She also has quite the collection when it comes to your merchandise. She is a lurker in the fandom, she likes leaving likes or a few short comments on certain fan arts of you. Sometimes when she feels sad or feels like she needs that extra push, she will login the game quickly just to hear your encouragements.

Even when she's no longer as interested on the game as she was before, she still logins every once in a while just to see you. It was as if she was checking in on a friend; you hold a very special place in her heart.

Goro

Futaba accidentally sent him an invite, but he decided to check the contents anyways. He was mindlessly exploring the game's mechanics and storyline when you caught his eyes. Your character probably had a compelling philosophy, or your outfit/moves reminded him of Featherman.

He doesn't have time to grind through the content, so he probably spent money to obtain your character and all the gears you need. You are severely overpowered compared to his other characters. He does not have the time every day to login, but usually when he does it's mainly to listen to you. He really likes hearing your voice.

Outside of the game, he collects your merchandise diligently and displays them next to his Featherman figures. He also has some of your more 'discreet' merchandise on him at all times. He has a coffee mug with your symbol on it, and/or a keychain of an iconic part of your outfit connected to his phone.

Sumire

Futaba finally convinced her to play, so she decided to check it out! She heard a lot about your character through Futaba, so you were the one she was most interested in. When she finally sees you in-game, she was smiling. You became a favorite because of your kind nature, and/or your talents are similar to hers.

She plays the game casually, so when she finally got you, she does not bother getting the limited gears. She just enjoys exploring the world with you, and sometimes with Futaba and Joker.

It is unclear whether she continues playing the game, but she likes hearing updates about your character development, and your overall progression through the story from Futaba. She is cheering you on, from a far!

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hjemne · 1 month

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Okay as kinda a follow-on to why I love how Trimax characterises Knives and Vash as kids, let me talk about why I love Knives' outfits in Trimax so much

So, Knives' outfits are heavily inspired by the jumpsuits/ uniform from the Seeds ships. If they're not directly using the uniforms as a base, Knives usually keeps their silhouettes or other elements (the blocks of two colours, the buckles etc)

Some examples of the original Seeds designs for reference, as modelled by Conrad and Vash

And now some Knives looks

Even that third example still keeps a very similar feel to the Seeds jumpsuit from the buckles and the shapes of the fabric/cuts. It's definitely a bastardisation of the original, but the inspiration is definitely there (plus, you can see the tube things around his waist which a later Vash coat incorporates, and there are big similarities to this and Vash's belt buckle legwear, which I also think is really cool to emphasis how similar Vash and Knives are through their outfits!)

This is the main exception to this that I can find, but still I'd argue there are still some similarities to the Seeds jacket here in the high collar, cropped around the waist, the two colours, the buckles etc and his shoulders are also emphasised here by his clothes & pose which is another Knives staple. It also wouldn't make sense for Knives to be wearing anything too directly similar here as this is during the period where Vash and Knives travel together and try to blend in more with the humans around them.

There's two outfits I want to look at in particular- one is what he wears when confronting Vash in July and the other is the iconic bdsm piano outfit

When Knives and Vash reunite in July, Knives is in an outfit that is incredibly similar to a version of the seeds uniform. Specifically, the uniform worn by the crew when Knives accidentally messes with the ships and the crew comes out of cold sleep to deal with it.

Now, why might this be a look Knives wants to replicate?

I'd argue it's potentially because that was the first time Knives felt true fear at the presence of a greater authority (the crew) and that's what he wants Vash to feel when he ambushes him in July.

Knives' character in trimax is based about wanting to take back power from the humans who killed Tesla, and make sure that doesn't happen again by switching the powerful-powerless positions between humans and plants.

By becoming Conrad in his confrontation with Vash, Knives immediately puts Vash on the back foot, infantalising him, and reminding him of the day they discovered Tesla and the fear and horror they felt. It also allows Knives to reclaim that memory for himself psychologically, and shows Knives is every bit hung up on the past in the Seeds ship as Vash is.

Now, the infamous BDSM fit

He is so full of drama. It's an iconic introduction to his character. The spike at his neck is as much a threat to himself as it is to others. And the eyes.... Oh I'll be coming back to the eyes....

But why am I bringing this outfit up? It shows up in about 3 panels never to be seen again, right? Right?

Wrong!

There's been a lot of talk about how tristamp is a love letter to Trimax, but you know what really is a love letter to the imagery of Trimax? Trimax itself.

Imagery from many, many volumes before, which could be dismissed as just there to look cool, crops back up after a decade of real-world time passing between these being published. Trimax tells such incredible depth of story through the use of clothing and the symbolic language that each character chooses to wear.

I'm not going to say anything about tristamp as such, but I do think that by changing the Seeds uniform and by the choices made in Nai's clothes (or lack thereof), tristamp has therefore lost a huge amount of this visual language and storytelling, and I really really hope this was done intentionally because the tristamp team wanted to create their own which we'll see in S2, rather than just being a change made without considering its impacts.

#trimax #trigun maximum #millions knives #trigun knives #trigun #trigun meta

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mistyresolve · 1 year

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| Incident Report - Simon “Ghost” Riley x F!Pilot Reader

Word Count - 4.5K

Summary - The reader is the pilot of an apache helicopter, one the most dangerous, advanced killer in the sky. She’s been the 141′s go-to when they need aerial support for a year. Each time she is called to a mission with them she immediately thinks of one person, Ghost. And she’s not the only one finding it hard to focus on the mission when working with the other. So when she devises a plan to finally get what they both desperately need, Ghost happily obliges her.

Warnings/Tags - 18+ ONLY, swearing, SoftDom, slight switch, praise, fingering, pussy licking? unprotected sex, creampie

A/N - not to be nerdy but the apache helicopter to hella fuckin cool

Masterlist ❤︎ RTB (Part two)

The first time you joined Task Force 141 on a mission was a year ago, having been asked to be their aerial support. Unlike the regular formal introduction that happened where you would meet your new team and mission in a conference room, you had been introduced on the tarmac. You were just doing the final safety checks with the engineer when the 141 arrived.

You thanked your engineer before leaving to meet them. The only one you knew from previous collaborations was Captain Price. And it was Price who introduced you to everyone else. You tucked your helmet under your arm, catching it on the curve of your hip so you could have a free hand to shake with.

“Nice to see you again, Stitch,” He dipped his chin at you, before sweeping a hand at the pack of men behind him.

“Always a pleasure,” you gave him an easy smile.

“As I’m sure you’re aware, this is the 141,” he pointed to the first individual, “Soap”, his grasp was firm and as you shook his hand, and gave each other a curt nod. Then Price moved the next, “Gaz,” you did the same with him, he offered you a sweet smile and you couldn’t help a matching one from growing on your own face. The last soldier was more stoic than the rest, harder to read, “and Ghost. This isn’t everyone but it’s who will be on today's mission.”

When you met Ghost eyes you knew immediately he was dangerous. Extremely dangerous. You were thankful he was on your side. Thankful that you’d never have to come toe to toe with him. You took note of the fact that his eyes lingered on you too. Dark eyes roamed over you. Not in a heated lewd sense, but like a calculating predator. He was taking note of weaknesses and blind spots already. You wanted to wave a little white flag at him, marking yourself as an ally.

Just then your co-flyer, having previously focused on the manifests, joined in on the pleasantries.

“This is Dutch,” you knocked your shoulder against his, “The best gunner and partner a pilot could ask for.”

“How long have you guys been flying?” Gaz inquired, cocking his head to the side.

“Three years with this girl,” you threw a thumb over your shoulder to the aircraft behind you. It was an apache helicopter, one of the most advanced technologies all packed behind the painted green casing. The most exciting piece of equipment is the integrated helmet display, allowing either the pilot or gunner to slave the live footage of the chain gun to the helmet. It tracked an individual's head movement to provide an even more accurate aim.

The apache was one of the most dangerous helicopters in the sky and you got to pilot it. You almost cried when you got your placement after flight school. You did cry after your first flight.

Gaz let out a low whistle, “Is she treating you well?”

You nod, “As long as I give her proper aftercare.”

That first mission went smoothly, really smoothly.

The Apache was built on the premise of being agile and lethal, and with you and Dutch inside the cockpit, the aircraft was able to reach its full potential. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t show off for them just a little. Show them who you acquired your callsign, Stitch. Bobbing and weaving around bullets and missiles. Threading between the terrain. Dutch provided firepower with unmatched aim. Dutch hammered the enemy with chain gun rounds, rockets, and HELLFIRE missiles. You’d also be lying if you said the elated cheering of the 141 over the radio didn’t boost your ego.

You had provided them with as much support as you could be having to RTB for fuel.

Every mission was no different from the first. All of them a success. And you couldn’t help the exciting you that hopped around in your chest every time you got assigned to the 141.

One of the reasons was that you had grown a certain affinity for one of the members.

Today’s mission was a little different. It started off with you being called to one of the conference rooms with Dutch right at your side. When you entered the room and found out who you were meeting, you grinned.

“Hello, boys,” you immediately started searching the room for one person in particular, finding him seated at one of the tables. He had one arm resting on the table in front of him, and his head resting on his other fist. His eyes were already on you, slowly racking down your body. The heat behind his eyes made you feel good, made you want to ravish him right then and there.

The tension was there from the very beginning, and it only grew every time you saw him next. You could feel it swell and surge between you guys, and you were damn sure he could too. Neither of you had acted on it though. Mostly because of the conflict of interest. Partly because the chase was fun.

His gaze met yours, heavy-lidded with filthy vehemence.

Some flighty and skittish part of you taking the reins and you had to look somewhere else. Anywhere else. You landed on the table he was sitting at, littered with maps, pictures, and documents. You slapped down on that piece of yourself, cursing at it. He made you nervous and loathed him for it. No man has ever made you nervous.

“What’s on the itinerary for today?” your voice came out a little higher than it usually did. You shifted a document over to get a better look at the map. Price ran through the plan, briefing you and Dutch on your roles.

The flight started off as expected, being called into action when the 141 had difficulties shaking the enemy and were in a vehicle chase. Their ammo was running low and one of them was shot. The wound wasn’t mortal but apparently, he was hurtin’.

They were speeding down a desolate street of a deserted city when you reached them. You maneuvered your heli to hover behind a highrise, waiting until the enemy forces sped around the corner at the end of the street. When finally they did you rolled over into the middle of the street, hovering high in the air. Dutch fired away, taking out the forefront.

“Fuck yeah!” Soap yelled into the radio, and you could see him shoot a fist out the window of one of their trucks.

You shifted, barreling forward, adding pressure. This allowed Dutch to make a run with the chain gun as you flew overhead. You didn’t like the position but the highrise buildings on either side of the streets gave you no choice.

“Let me know when you guys see smoke!” you had to yell over the sound of Dutch’s bombardment and strafe. You dipped between two buildings and met the reflection of the apache in the windows. You gave Dutch a quick salute in said reflection to which he returned with his own, before repositioning to enter the battle further back. More space meant more time for reaction. You would support them for as long as you could, they just needed to get out of the intended location or when they lose the tail. Or when you get rid of them.

“Smoke!” Ghost shouted, warning us of the heat-seeking missile.

“Flares!” you counter. Inverting the aircraft you released flares. The maneuver was the only way to get them out and in front of you in time to counter the MPADS missiles. You swore, “That was too fucking close.”

Even Dutch seemed a little uneasy about it. You rightened yourselves, wanting to gain distance and height.

“Switching to helmet display,” you announced, joining Dutch in the shooting. The 141 raced underneath you, and you applied as much cover as you could manage before needing to refocus on piloting. Four blocks away were reinforcements for them. You could manage it, Dutch could manage it.

“RPG!”

You merely had to dodge these ones, leaning left then right as they blew past you.

Three blocks.

Two blocks.

Dutch signalled to you that he was out of HELLFIRE, and Missiles, “I got 50 rounds left in the chain gun,” he remarked, his voice calm and collected. One of the reasons you loved him as your gunman.

“We’re RTB, we’ve given you guys all we could,” I hailed down to the ground, pulling away.

“Thanks once again, CADAVER,” Price replied, calling you guys by your aircraft callsign, “See you two back home.”

“We’ll have dinner ready and on the table for you guys,” you said, already heading back.

“Sunday roast?” Soap joined in.

“It’s Thursday, Mate,” Ghost answered for us dryly. You couldn’t help but smile at the familiar exchange.

They were back on base an hour after you guys, and we met up for a quick and dirty debrief before being let off for dinner. You had purposefully chosen the seat beside Ghost during the debrief. He had also purposefully knocked his knee against yours underneath the table. The fleeting and seemingly innocent touch made you throw your other leg over the other and squeeze your thighs together.

Like always you dreaded the inevitable paperwork that you had to complete and hand in tomorrow. You had just finished it when an idea formed in your wicked thoughts.

With your action report in hand, you knocked on his door, plastering an innocent look on your face before opening the door. An expression of pleased confusion passed through his dark eyes, darker still when they dilated at the sight of you. He was still in his gear, only he was missing his weapons. You had strategically worn easy-to-remove clothes. An oversized sweater you’d stolen from the locker room(and nothing underneath you might add), and plain black leggings.

You waved the piece of paper in front of him, “I thought it would be a good idea to compare notes.”

You catch the ghost of a smile in his eyes, and he scanned the hallway before stepping aside to let you in, “Brilliant idea,” he shut the door behind him.

It was your first in his barracks, and if you hadn’t known any better you would have assumed the room was vacant. Apart from the paper and folders on the desk, the rest of the observable room was pristine.

Before answering the door he was probably working on the same report as you were. His writing was neat and tidy, a mixture between print and cursive. You examine the papers with a hum. He stayed a step back, he wanted to let you make the invitation before closing in.

“I hope you’re not gossiping about me in here,” you jest as you drag a finger down the page.

“Never,” he said, his voice low and serious, “I only ever say the most wonderful things about you.”

“Oh?” you tilted your head, your loose hair falling over your shoulder, “Like what?” You dared a glance back at him, looking up at him from beneath your lashes. There was the invitation he was looking for.

“How the team always feels safest when we have the infamous CADAVER watching over us. How professional and talented you are,” the emphasis he put on “professional”, wasn’t mocking, but a challenge. A disguised question.

Are you sure?

You bit down on your lip, “Mhm.”

He took a step closer, reaching to take your report from your hand and placing it on the desk in front of you. His other hand comes to plant itself on the wood beside your hip. You could smell him, like smoke and rain.

“How I’m finding it harder and harder to work alongside you,” you could feel his chest against your back. The bulletproof vest getting in the way of feeling the muscle and heat you knew to lay just beneath.

“Because all I think about is how good I could make you feel,” he reached his free hand around your hips, pulling you back into him, his fingers digging into the flesh. Your breath caught and you placed one hand on the desk for support, your other one reaching for his around your waist. Your fingers disappeared under his sleeve to wrap around his wrist. You don’t know why but there was a fleeting shock when you met warm skin. Maybe you were half expecting him to be an actual ghost, with cold lifeless skin.

“The sounds you’d make for me,” oh, he was arrogant, but it didn’t bother you one bit. No, his confidence and conviction made you hot, and your breaths came out in bursts. He drew you closer so you could feel his own response to the proximity, “How you’d crawl back to me and beg for more.”

Your eyes almost rolled into the back of your head and you leaned your head against his shoulder, “Ohmygod,” it came out more slurred than you had anticipated. You reached up to his masked face, tugging at it slightly, “Kiss me please, Ghost.”

“Go on,” he instructed.

“Tell me when,” you breathed as you twisted to pull up the mask, stopping at the bridge of his nose when he said. He let you take him in, the strong curve of his jaw, his full lips, and the…light spray of freckles across his nose and cheeks. You traced his jaw, fingers dancing across his skin. Lingering on the light scar above his lip.

“You’re beautiful,” it was barely a whisper, barely audible. But it was enough for him. His hand shot from the desk, wrapping around your jaw before crashing his lips against yours. The kiss was erratic and deprived. After a year of circling each other and building up the frustration and tension, it felt like this was it was your time kissing anyone. The sensation of his mouth on yours made you burn. His tongue swept the line of yours, to which you wantonly open for him. He delved in, tongue running along the roof of your mouth, your tongue. The action made you well aware of the fact that if he got between your legs he’d make you scream with pleasure. You moaned, and he caught the sound, sucking your lip, and teeth biting down. He trailed wet, openmouthed kisses across your cheek, down your jaw, and sucked bruises into the supple skin of your neck. You whimpered, and it must have been a little too loud because a hand came to cover your mouth.

“Unless you want to fill out an incident report tonight too, I suggest you use your inside voice,” he brought his mouth to your ear, his own pants fanning across your skin. You tugged at his vest, asking him to remove it. He removed his hand, “Say pretty please.”

“Please, Ghost,” you tugged again, “I need to feel you,” Lord knows you’ve already waited long enough.

He removed himself from you to unsnap it from his body with trained military ease, next was the black canvas jacket. The fabric of the black dry fit underneath was pulled tighter across his shoulders and chest. You were going to eat him alive. You were going to let him ruin you. You turned to face him fully and you hardly got the chance to reach out to him before he was over you again. His hands drove into your hair, around the back of your neck. Your hands ran across his chest, feeling hard muscle, the heat of him searing your palms. You travelled lower, untucking the shirt from his pants to gain access to his skin. Nails dug into his abdomen, leaving behind red lines. He hissed at the delicious pain.

Before you could register it, he was lifting you onto the desk and standing between your legs. He tugged you until you were flush with him, his hands securing you to him. You could feel his hard cock through the pants as it pressed into your stomach. You were in trouble. He was going to rip you apart.

“Don’t worry, I won’t put it in until I have you nice and ready,” he must have felt you tense at the realization. You met his gaze, then started to roll your hips against him. His eyes widened before he slammed them shut and faced the ceiling. He didn’t let you get any further though. His hand shot to your chest, pushing you back until you were laying on your back. His nimble finger pushes your sweater up and pulls your pants down to your ankles.

“Jesus fuck,” he croaked when he was met with your bare cunt. He pushed either leg to the side so he could have an interrupted view. His fingers grazed over you, and you jerked your hips up trying to meet his touch.

“Don’t tease me,” you mewl at him, half tempted to relieve the ache yourself.

All he could do was shake his head, eyes fixated on your arousal as it dripped down onto his desk. This time his fingers slide into your folds, coming to a halt at your clit. He made slow circles with his thumb. You gasped and had to bring the sleeve of your sweater to your mouth to bite so that you didn’t get too loud. He moved down and slid in two fingers, his brows furrowing in bliss as you greedily took him in. Your breasts tighten and you reach under your sweater to cup one and squeeze. His attention flicked to the activity and shoved the sweater higher so he could watch. The cold air was jarring, and your nipples hardened from both the temperature and arousal.

Then he pulled his fingers back a couple of inches before slowly guiding them back in. He switched between watching your face morph with ecstasy and your pussy, enthralled with both but not sure which one to choose. He found a slow, teasing pace. One that was going to drive you to tears if he kept it up.

“Faster,” you choked, trying to grind yourself on his hand but he stopped you with a stern grip on your hip. Yet he did as you asked, picking up speed and angling his hand so he could reach just a little deeper, and curving his fingers inside you. You couldn’t contain the moans anymore, and he seemed to have forgotten about the need to stay quiet. You started to shake as you neared your climax. You caught his expression, his lips parted and eyes glassy, you didn’t think he’d remember his name if you called to him. Your cunt tightened just as you started to cum.

He removed his fingers.

And dropped to his knees.

He looked up at you, his pupils were completely blown, and placed your thighs on either shoulder and brought his mouth to you. You sobbed, frustrated with the stolen orgasm and the new stimulation. You placed your hands on the back of his head and pushed him further in. His tongue was way better than his fingers, and when he dragged it up the length of your length you thanked him. He sucked and licked and tasted you. The filthy wet sounds as he ate you out filled the room. You were so sure that if someone pressed their ear to his door they’d be able to hear it too.

This time when you neared your orgasm you held him there, making sure he wasn’t going to pull away again. He groaned into you, and it was at just the right moment that the vibrations of it sent you spiralling.

“Yes, yes, yes,” you pant, tears pricking at your eyes. Your body went taut before it loosened. He stayed to lap you up. Placing chaste kissing on your clit. When he rose, he only wiped at the bottom of his chin to get rid of the cum dripping there so he could lick the rest of it from his lips. He leaned down to kiss you, allowing you a taste for yourself.

You were going to ignite, and the only thing keeping you from doing so was digging your nails into his back.

“Do you want more?” He asked, giving you an out should you have changed your mind. The thought of him going unrelieved after what he just did to you was absurd. You wanted him again and again and again.

“I want all of you.”

He pulled away only to remove his shirt and undo his pants. His cock was hard, and you could see it pulse. He wrapped a hand around the middle, his thumb gliding over the head.

“I’m on the pill. And Im clean,” you babbled. You wanted to feel him, without any barriers.

“Are you sure?” he eyed you, “I have-”

“Yes.”

He didn’t waste any more time. He tapped the head of his cock against you, sliding his length into your folds, collecting the slick there. He rocked back and forth, holding himself against you with a thumb, “Shit.”

“Fuck me. As hard as you need to,” he said before picking you up and sitting back into the chair behind him with you straddling his lap. He rested his hands on either hip; not to control or take charge but just because he wanted to touch you. Feel you in his arms.

You swallowed as you guided him in, pausing at the head to adjust. Relax. If he hadn’t taken the time to warm you up, you would have shot right off him. The slight burn and stretch as you sank down onto him forced a cross between a squeak and a moan. You wished you could have captured his reaction on tape. His breath quivered, and he leaned his forehead on your shoulder. The both of you had thin coats of sweat on your hot, sensitive skin. Everywhere he touched you it felt like he brought with him flashes of lightning.

“Just like that,” he grounded, tilting to the side to get a better look at where you connected. When you made the first rise and plunged back onto him, he nearly whimpered. You pulled back slightly, gauging his appearance before continuing.

“I’m good,” he half laughed before tilting his head back and exposing his throat to you, “You’re just bloody tight.”

“Well, you’re big,” you retorted, lifting yourself up and back down.

“Mmm,” he shot you a conceited smile.

So, he liked the occasional praise.

You braced your arms on his shoulders, fingers dipping under his mask so you could grip at his hair underneath. You dragged a tongue up the column of this throat, the salt taste of sweat, and nipped at his jaw, “And so fucking hard.”

His hips jerked up, meeting you on your descent. Hard. Lightening shot up your spin, and stars blocked your vision. Your pace picked up, chasing that pleasure. Riding him like it was the only thing keeping you alive. You racked your nails down the front of his chest, catching on his dog tags. Little red lines appeared. The desire to carve your name into his chest surfaced. You settled for your initials.

He hissed at the mixture of pain and pleasure. His cock twitched inside of you, “Atta girl, mark me as yours.”

You rocked your hips against him, the muscles of his stomach providing extra stimulation against your clit. It left a trail of slickness and you would make damn sure licked him clean after.

His groans turned into hot desperate whimpers, and his grip forced himself up and impossibly deeper. You squeezed around him.

“Good-” he choked, pulling you in to rest his forehead on yours, “Cum for me, baby.”

You did as you were told, your body convulsing and shuddering. You could feel it drip out of and onto him.

He followed, fast and hard. You could feel him pulsating as his seed painted your walls white. It was hot and… a lot. He was leaking out of you and he was still inside you.

You stayed like that for a couple of minutes. Catching your breath. Collecting your mind.

“You think,” you paused, “you think they heard?” you asked, his team wasn’t far. They were either in their own room or congregated in the common area. Which was just down the hall.

He pulled back, eyes searching your face, “Umm, yeah. You’re loud.”

You faked an insulted gasp, “You’re loud.”

“No’m not,” he was. He wasn’t the silent type. You liked that. Liked it when your partners were vocal.

“Liar,” you lifted yourself off him, cum dripping out as you did so.

His chest seemed to puff out at the slight, pleased with his work.

“You think they’ll see me?” you tightened your pussy, to keep it from leaking onto his floor. You pointed to the clothes he’d tossed onto his bed and he tossed you your shirt and pants.

“They won’t say anything. There’s a shower in the bathroom,” he offered, you were just going to go back to your room and shower there, but it was a little risky. If the room smelt like sex, you did too. He followed you into the bathroom, flicking on the light, “Next time bring panties so you can walk around with my cum inside you,” he murmured as he watched. He pulled his mask back down over his face. At some point, he had pulled on some sweatpants.

“You’re dirty,” you said playfully, locking eyes with him in the reflection.

“Or better yet, we can fuck in your room so you won’t have to sneak back out.”

“You want to do the sneaking next time?” you tilted your head back to look up at him.

His eyes narrowed, “I’m really good at the sneaking.”

Because of his mask he wasn’t able to join in on the shower. But he did bend you over his backroom sink, holding your hands behind your back with one hand, and the other hand wrapped around your neck so he could make sure you watched as he fucked you from behind in the mirror.

It was an hour before curfew when you finally slipped out of his room. He almost didn’t let you, tried pulling you back in. When you stepped into the common rooms, Gaz, and Soap pretended to be really interested in the walls, carpet, and couch. Price was nowhere to be seen.

“The captain left a couple hours ago,” Gaz didn’t even look in your direction.

He left a couple hours ago because that's when it all started and if he couldn’t hear anything he didn’t know anything. If he didn’t know anything he couldn’t get mad at anything.

“Thank you,” you shoot back before very quickly exiting their barracks.

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Enraptured

Pairing: Homelander x reader

Summary: You’re the newest member of The Seven and Homelander takes an avid interest in you and your powers.

Type: Just a self indulgent thought I had about his superhuman hearing and smell

Disclaimer: Suggestive(?) Homelander is his own disclaimer LOL

You stared out the window of the high-rise building. New York City at night was a breathtaking view from the 99th floor of the Vought Tower and Ashley’s voice barely reached your ears as she spoke.

“You are JUST what this place needs! I mean hand picked by Starlight herself, the people are gonna love you!” She said excitedly before reaching a set of double doors. “Here’s your apartment, get some rest. Big day tomorrow meeting the rest of the team!

You just smiled as the ginger women rushed off without so much as looking back. Entering the apartment, your still boxed belongings sat neatly stacked around the living area and you hummed quietly to yourself as you got to work unpacking. A reposeful little tune your mother had taught you as a child, something that always helped calm your nerves. Meeting the seven was sure to be quite an experience.

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Homelander had just finished an interview, the only thing he seemed to do these days in his now mundane life- interview after interview about the same old thing… Edgar, Madelyn, Stormfront. Maybe a stroll around the city’s brisk night sky would help clear his troubled mind.

The supe flew about aimlessly, but when feelings he had been pushing aside demanded his attention, he suddenly felt like an overflowing wine glass that threatened to shatter at any moment. He was lost to his own thoughts, his anguish on the brink of consumption- until, in a blissful instant… it all stopped. Homelander’s mind hushed, an idyllic sensation washing over him, like a cloudy night sky resting peacefully over gently crashing waves.

That’s what it sounded like, the noise that had broke through his dejection. What was it? Without so much as a second though he bolted in the direction of the sound and was surprised when he ended up at Vought. Were they trying out some new auditory device? He wondered before entering the building, heedlessly pursuing the melody up to the 99th floor in his rapturous state; only stopping when the tips of his boots hit the hard surface of a door.

Here it is, just on the other side. Homelander didn’t even bother using his x-ray vision to peer inside, or knock for that matter. The doors slammed open as the supe let himself in, expecting a lab full of busying scientist, but was instead met with a women, shocked, staring back at him. “The Homelander… what a pleasure to finally meet you! Let me just say what an honor it is to be invited into the seven.”

The man cleared his throat with a nod. “The pleasure is uh… all mine.” He had trouble finding his words, unsure of what was going on but deciding to just play it cool. “I like to check up on new members before the official introductions. See what they’re all about- a test if you will.” He finally found his composure, neatly resting his hands behind his back. “Care to give me a little show?” He urged with a wave of his hand.

“Oh um… right. O-of course!” You said nervously, were you really about to use your powers on The Homelander!? You shut your eyes, taking a deep breath which came out shaky as you exhaled- despite your best efforts; a sound he took delight in. He cocked his head to the side, an amused smirk tugging at his lips, you just smiled in return as you made your way to rest against the bar counter. Making sure your eyes never left the older supe. He caught a sweet scent as you passed, Homelander lowered his head for a moment, nose twitching at the aroma, it made his head feel hazy. What the hell was going on with him?

His senses felt overwhelmed, and when he raised his head to recapturing your gaze- that was it. Homelander lunged towards you, like a predator pouncing on it’s prey. Gloved hands slammed against the counter top on either side of you, and you gasped quietly, but didn’t dare move. The man towered over you and you could feel his presence mere inches away- it took all your courage just to peer up at him. The expression you wore was captivating, doe like eyes staring back at him through long lashes, it ensnared him.

The gap between the two of you felt excruciatingly empty- so he filled it. Homelanders forehead met yours as he drank in your scent, his body pressed flush against you. It was only when a hand pressed gently to his chest that the man regained his own scenes.

“I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to go that far, it was only a little bit I-I don’t know what happen I-” You stammered. “My powers… I can release pheromones that trigger a social response, or induce attraction, or sleep, or - ”

Induce attraction huh? So that was it. That’s why his mind felt hazy, that’s why his body moved on its own— but then why hasn’t he moved away from you? Surely you wasn’t using your powers on him anymore.

“B-But I only secreted a bit, I don’t know why it was so strong this time.”

Homelander knew why. It wasn’t you, it was him, his extraordinary sense of smell. His own powers worked against him, something he definitely wasn’t use to. But of course, he couldn’t tell you that. So what was he to say? That your powers had control over him?

No.

He finally stepped away from you, the lose of your presence leaving an empty pit in his chest. “Wow.” He breathed “Those are some powers huh? But hey! Don’t beat yourself up over what just happened.”

“Maybe- ” Homelander leaned down, you could practically hear the toothy grin he wore as he spoke. “It wasn’t all you.” He blew onto your ear, and a surprised squeak escaped your lungs; a treat to his ears.

“But I trust this stays between us hm?” A demand rather than a question. “Can’t have people thinking I play favorites now can I?” He sauntered over to the door, and only got halfway through before glancing back at your perplexed expression.

“We’ll get someone to fix that counter- ” You glanced back, pieces of marble crumbling to the floor. “Can’t wait to properly meet you tomorrow.” He winked before exiting your apartment.

—

Back in his penthouse, Homelander rest his head back against the couch, still feeling a bit dazed.

If pheromones were her power, then what was that melody he heard before?

— Siren

Haven’t written anything in forever but “The Boy” made me do it. I’m back and I have more Homelander ideas floating around 👀

Pt.2 anyone? 🤔

#I’ve been obsessed with the boys #I’ve binged it all week #I love this awful man #and daddy butcher #homelander x reader #homelander x you #the boys #the boys homelander #homelander the boys #homelander #billy butcher #butcher the boys

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The Sign - Ep 4

*sexy sound*: hooya! This series keeps on giving ✨

Let me start by saying that this whole police-investigative part is extremely silly, funny and not reflecting reality (apart from the moment when captain inspector team leader Akk says "that a victim is a victim no matter the gender"), but who am I kidding! I'm not here to analyze police work! So I completely ignore this part. Although I must admit that the police part provides incredible entertainment in the form of Captain Inspector Team Leader Akk (always), the introduction of a new, cool character accompanied by the dramatic sounds of classical music, or the interruption of an intense scene between MLs with important information about the discovery of severed genitalia 👌👌

Apart from that, as always, I like everything. I love how Tharn is shown as just a regular horny gay dude who just thinks about dicks lol How many other BLs, where b stands for BOY, show this? I also like that his fantasies are of him letting Phaya do things to him, being vulnerable by exposing his neck, being pinned down, covered by his lover's body. I also liked that Tharn relives these fantasies in the light of day and indulges in them 🤩 Oh, "sleep wherever you like" was an invitation and that's a fact you will have to pry from my cold, dead hands 😤

I love how this show keeps creating "their things", constantly building them into a couple that has their own behaviors and traits in common, before they even become a real couple. Now it's a shirt grabbing. I love it, I love it when something like this appears and I know 100% that I and the rest of the fans are in these moments like 👀👀 *di Caprio pointing at tv meme*. For me, it's a very important part of a romance when the couple has their "things". "Don't let me hear you talking about you being dead ever again" is such a powerful phrase. Raw. Just as Phaya likes.

I REALLY LIKED THIS WHOLE SCENE WITH THE FURIOUS PHAYA. Everything was perfect here. I really like that Phaya got the opportunity to show this side of him. That he is shown as an angry man, that he is not an ideal man who can control his - also negative - emotions in every situation. Normally, I don't like or tolerate such situations, because the reasons for such outbursts are usually stupid. In this case, I absolve Phaya of his aggressive behavior and his outburst of anger towards Tharn, pushing him away. It wasn't ignoring his calls, which Phaya immediately confronted and resolved. It wasn't an outburst out of jealousy or something like that. This is a completely different, serious situation that only partially concerns his relationship with Tharn. I'm absolutely sure that Phaya has often wondered whether he is mentally ill and that it is a source of a serious fear for him. Mental illness is a taboo in all cultures around the world, as Tharn himself says at the beginning of the series regarding his visions. A physically ill person will be perceived differently than a mentally ill person and Tharn knows this, PHAYA KNOWS THIS and Dr. Poison knows this. The second thing is that Phaya genuinely cares for and trusts Tharn. So at this point Phaya is in agony because not only has his most personal fears been brought to light, it was done by a stranger, a person he can't stand, who is his rival, who finishes him off with the final blow in a calm way when everything inside him is falling apart, but what's more, the blow came from a direction that Phaya DIDN'T expect at all. Phaya asks Tharn several times: "Why did you do that?" because he feels BETRAYED. Phaya is also a proud man who wants his beloved to see only "good and cool" qualities in him, which is completely normal in any relationship, hence his heartbreaking question "DO YOU THINK I'M NUTS?" Really, this scene is great: - Phaya angry, humiliated, hurt, betrayed, barely able to control himself (but even then he doesn't hurt Tharn, the scene is full of aggression and screaming, but Phaya never once crosses the impassable (for me) boundary, he doesn't beat Tharn, it's not even a fight, only two adult, trained men, one of whom pins the other) -Tharn, who is shocked because for the first time Phaya ignores him, does not look at him, it is clear that he is truly angry with him. You can see how Tharn is lost in this new situation, as he stands uncertainly and asks "I'm talking to you. Can you hear me?". And even then, he immediately shows concern for Phaya and his wound on his forehead

I'm grateful for showing this version of Phaya, and also for showing him as a silly, goofy guy throughout the episode in various funny scenes. 👌👌

My theory is that Tharn didn't tell the doctor about Phaya's dreams, I feel like the doctor KNOWS about everything and is a figure who simply has knowledge of what's going on as a deity. He knows when Tharn is especially close to Phaya, as seen in the temple scene, the kiss scene, in breaking of the photo frame, also when he tells Phaya that they will see each often other from now on, when he invites him to dinner with the clear intention of destroying him. I feel like the doc just KNOWS about Phaya's dreams.

Wild theory time! To expand on my original theory, this old woman/girl has helped Wansarat in the past and is helping him now. Wansarat is reborn and in each incarnation dies in childhood as punishment for what he did while saving his lover, Garuda. But this time he survived because he was placed under the care of the abbot of the temple, which is,in a way, his temple. And now, for a first time, Wansarat as Tharn is all grown up and delicious and the one for whom Wansart was originally intended - Dr. Bitch - he finally has a chance to get him. If it weren't for that Pesky Bird 😀

#the sign the series #thai bl #bl drama

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thank you for pulling me through

one piece pairing: brook & luffy word count: 2k title borrowed from precious love by james morrison smile again au

read on ao3

[The livestream begins without any introduction, the camera stationed to that side so that the baby grand piano and the bench are both in profile. The Soul King himself is sitting in front of the keys, playing scales idly and humming to himself. He seems to be waiting for something.]

skuuuullj0ke Anyone know what this is?

gremlin energy✨✨ @ skuuuullj0ke check his pinned

existential dread but make it cute @ skuuuullj0ke probably an apology

A handful of angry bees @ existential dread but make it cute Apology for what??

A handful of angry bees There was a loss in his family

A handful of angry bees Get some perspective maybe??

existential dread but make it cute @ A handful of angry bees i paid like 200 dollars for my ticket and he canceled a week before the show

👻SOUL PARADE👻 @ existential dread but make it cute Literally his brother died whats wrong with you?

👻SOUL PARADE👻 @ existential dread but make it cute Also his team worked with all the event organizers to get everyone refunded asap so idk why youd choose to cry about money you already got back.

5924874392607 imagine spending 200 usd on soul king tix lmao

gremlin energy✨✨ @ 5924874392607 i think you’re in the wrong place actually

skuuuullj0ke Yikes

[A door somewhere out-of-frame opens with a mighty slam, and someone lets out an ‘oof’ as it presumably bounces back off the wall and knocks the wind out of them. Brook turns around on the bench to face the newcomer, an animated smile on his face. “So glad you could join us!” “Sorry, sorry,” a younger voice replies brightly. “Zoro went the wrong way and we ended up at a Mexican diner somehow. The food smelled amazing so we had to get some. And then Barto was there because I think he’s still tracking my phone? But he paid for lunch so that was cool. And I brought you some steak tacos!” “In that case, all is forgiven!” A teenage boy in a worn straw hat finally scrambles into view. He launches himself at Brook for a full-bodied hug that almost knocks them both onto the floor. Brook catches him easily and hugs him back with equal enthusiasm.]

clankclunk imagine being this extroverted 😭😭

Jen. I dont know who this child is but I’d die for him

⋆｡°✩lullabyparry⋆｡°✩ OH MY GOD ITS LUFFY!!!!!!!!

gremlin energy✨✨ He looks like hes doing a lot better !

A handful of angry bees Aww we haven't seen Luffy on here in ages 👒💛

Water 7 🔛🔝 Is anyone else worried about the dude apparently stalking his phone?????

clankclunk @ Water 7 🔛🔝 no that’s just bart. he’s weird but harmless.

existential dread but make it cute @ Water 7 🔛🔝 lbr wed all stalk brooks contacts if we could 💞

skuuuullj0ke We really really wouldn’t though

stream “1000 sunny days” album now 🔪 @ existential dread but make it cute hey mods come get this weirdo

👻SOUL PARADE👻 @ stream “1000 sunny days” album now 🔪 I wouldnt worry. His sister is the mod today and she wields the block hammer with an iron fist

⋆｡°✩lullabyparry⋆｡°✩ @ 👻SOUL PARADE👻 lmao our queen is in the room 👑🙇

[“Come sit, Luffy,” Brook says cheerfully. “Ah, but first, throw your bag as hard as you can that way so the food smell doesn’t distract me this entire time,” he adds, pointing off to the left. Gamely, the boy gathers his tote bag together in his hands and flings it with what appears to be all the strength he can muster. It clatters noisily against something off-camera and there’s a deafening bang. “Perfect!” Brook declares. “Ah, wait, I forgot that was Sanji’s stuff,” Luffy says. “He’ll get over it,” an unnamed person replies off-camera.]

Jen. RIP whoever sanji is 🙏

skuuuullj0ke So much chaotic energy, so little time

clankclunk Luffy’s been here for 1 minute and already something is broken. New record??

[Moderator] Nami 🌊☀️ @ clankclunk Not even close.

newname92 Woah when he threw the bag and his shirt fell open for a sec

newname92 Did anyone else see that crazy scar????????

A handful of angry bees @ newname92 You know what, I'm not even going to bother explaining why that was an insensitive question, because I’m not actually your kindergarten teacher

[“My manager as well as the rest of my team have been very forthcoming about my recent absence,” Brook says, seeming to address the thousands of people watching the stream for the first time. “I know that the cancellation of my Sunny Days tour was a disappointment to many of you, and I’m very sorry for that. You know by now how important it is to me to be able to share my music with you all. But I do not regret it, because as much as I love the stage, my heart lives at home, and home is where I was needed.” Luffy leans against him, his head barely making it to Brook’s shoulder. He lays his own fingers on the keys and starts up a stumbling rendition of Binks’ Brew. The musician’s more practiced hands guide him along patiently. “While there was plenty of anger to be heard from a number of you,” Brook goes on, “mostly your voices poured out to my family in sympathy and support. Your kindness means more to me than I can explain, so I’ll simply say thank you, thank you, thank you.” “Thank you!” Luffy adds. “I always said Brook’s fans were the best.” “That you did,” Brook confirms cheerfully.]

stream “1000 sunny days” album now 🔪 Not me literally tearing up in the break room rn

👻SOUL PARADE👻 Oh OK cool I’ll just sob horrifically into my pad thai then thanks so much Soul King

clankclunk HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE NORMAL WHEN THEY EXIST

⋆｡°✩lullabyparry⋆｡°✩ 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Water 7 🔛🔝 Ive only been a soul king stan for like 2 days but already i would give my life for this family

stream “1000 sunny days” album now 🔪 @ Water 7 🔛🔝 welcome to the crew 🏴☠️

[“So the reason for this livestream is not to apologize,” Brook says. “But rather something more personal. Today marks the very start of a brand new year, and also the birthday of one Ace D. Portgas—the first birthday we find ourselves celebrating without him.” “Ace can’t be here anymore, but he loved a good party,” Luffy pipes up. He’s still smiling, but some of the energy is gone from him now. His hands are in his lap, no longer tripping merrily across the keys. “We’re gonna make sure he hears it from wherever he is. Marco and Thatch and everybody’s gonna be there.” “That’s right! But the party is later. For now, I’d like to play him a song.” “A birthday song?” Luffy asks. “His favorite,” Brook confirms. He begins to play without further ado, accompanying himself as he sings a slow, acoustic version of James Morrison’s “Precious Love.” Luffy watches him with wide, lamplike eyes, expressive face strangely unreadable. Brook’s voice swells and fills the room. [CAPTIONS] 🎶 I was so lost, didn't know what to do with myself. I was my own worst enemy, I was lost and oh, I needed help. Then you came along, and saw what state I was in. You picked me up when I was down, showed me how to live again. 🎶 A young man with hair dyed vivid green comes into frame, but only to sit on Luffy’s free side with his back to the piano. His face can’t be seen, and he doesn’t offer any obvious condolence or comfort; but he sticks his elbow out, and Luffy immediately loops their arms together, and that seems to be more than enough. There is movement from elsewhere in the room. The light shifts as the door opens again, and shadows move across the wall as the three by the piano are joined by an unknown number of other people. Luffy looks up and whoever he sees makes him smile. Brook continues singing, soulful and slow and golden. [CAPTIONS] 🎶 I say thank you, for pulling me through, I'm a lucky man. I didn't know what life was, but now I understand. 🎶]

Jen. Okay i did some googling. I dont really follow artists personal lives beyond what they share on their own social media bcus its not really any of my business

Jen. But goddamn this is sad

skuuuullj0ke @ Jen. Bro I cried so hard when I found out about the accident i had to leave class

stream “1000 sunny days” album now 🔪 @ Jen. No joke. Some of my friends met ace backstage once during brook’s sabaody tour, the second night of the oakland show, but i never got the chance. Still, his entire familys grief was so raw and horrible, i know in my heart he must have been like a really really wonderful guy

gremlin energy✨✨ Ace is in a lot of the older videos on this channel, those are still up

gremlin energy✨✨ I’m not saying go be super weird about it but if you watch like 2 of them you’ll understand immediately

Water 7 🔛🔝 @ gremlin energy✨✨ Ace was brooks brother?

A handful of angry bees @ Water 7 🔛🔝 Not biologically, but yeah.

gremlin energy✨✨ @ Water 7 🔛🔝 They all sort of adopted each other. Even Ace and Luffy aren’t biologically related but that’s so much a non-issue that i cant remember the last time it ever came up

⋆｡°✩lullabyparry⋆｡°✩ @ Water 7 🔛🔝 they’re family

clankclunk I didnt know this was ace’s favorite song. I didnt even know this song existed. Adding it to everything as we speak

👻SOUL PARADE👻 @ clankclunk This cover might be the most beautiful thing Ive ever heard

skuuuullj0ke @ 👻SOUL PARADE👻 FR like i want to be respectful but i also want this version released on spotify asap 😭

Skeletons on parade The way they talk about ace like hes just somewhere else is kind of beautiful

owl be back 🦉 @ Skeletons on parade they’re throwing him a birthday party 😭😭😭

clankclunk @ owl be back 🦉 love isn’t past-tense

[When the last ringing note from the piano fades, Brook looks down at Luffy and says, “What did you think, boss?” Luffy rubs his face with the heel of his hand, which is the only indication he’s been crying. Arms come around him from all sides, half a dozen faces spilling forward to hold him. The green-haired boy beside him gets squashed into the group hug before he sees it coming and no amount of flailing gets him out of it. Brook laughs above it all and flops over to splay his weight on the top of the pile playfully. The piano keys give a jarring clang when someone’s elbow lands against them. A knee slipping from where it’s braced on the bench is all it takes for the entire group to go down in a tangle of limbs. A woman with long black hair is the only one aside from Brook who remains upright, effortlessly graceful. It’s her arm around Luffy’s shoulders that keeps him from falling, too. “I loved it,” Luffy declares, in response to Brook’s unanswered question. “Ace would have loved it, too. Can you play it again?” “Until my arms fall off,” Brook agrees at once, already fanning his hands out over the keys, as if there’s not a bunch of people bickering noisily and wrestling with each other on all sides of him, just out of view of the camera. Luffy grins and says, “Louder this time!” The music that starts up is boisterous and triumphant and raucous—less of a bittersweet remembrance, more of a call for everyone to join in at the top of their lungs. And that’s exactly what everyone does. Clambering upright to hold onto each other, their voices ringing off the walls. The words of the song are clearly familiar to every one of them. The act of screaming out the chorus together is even more so. This was their brother’s favorite song, and they sing it like they mean it. [CAPTIONS] 🎶This is precious love, it’s precious love. No, I can't let it go. This is precious love, and it’s teaching me, everything I need to know. 🎶]

skuuuullj0ke Raise your hand if your singing along 🙋

gremlin energy✨✨ @ skuuuullj0ke ✋✋

stream “1000 sunny days” album now 🔪 @ skuuuullj0ke My coworkers hate me but ✋

👻SOUL PARADE👻 @ skuuuullj0ke ✋😭

⋆｡°✩lullabyparry⋆｡°✩ @ skuuuullj0ke 👐👐👐

Skeletons on parade @ skuuuullj0ke 🙋🙋

clankclunk So now im supposed to go to dinner with my friends and act like im not a fundamentally different person after this????

Water 7 🔛🔝 @ clankclunk 🤝 I SEE YOU BESTIE I KNOW YOUR PAIN 🫂🫂

Jen. They’re laughing and being silly on his birthday. Idk its just rly nice. Its like proof that the good things can outlast the bad

A handful of angry bees RIP Ace, I hope you had even half an idea of how loved you are

clankclunk @ A handful of angry bees He must have known

clankclunk @ A handful of angry bees Look at how goofy his family is. Theres no way they loved him quietly

skuuuullj0ke He knew 🧡

#one piece #opfic #soul king brook #monkey d luffy #my writing #op #smile again #this was my first attempt at a media fic so pls be gentle #@ everyone on ao3 who has read it already thank u so much for ur kindness #i was so nervous to post this ksgsgjhsg

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I beat the Guardians of the galaxy game off a recommendation from a friend and it is wonderful! Absolutely stellar on all fronts, especially the writing and dialogue. I was worried i was gonna get tired by the halfway point but in fact i was disappointed there wasn’t more to this game. The Guardians all interact with each other constantly and it’s never boring either and in fact is hilarious. The entire voice cast is phenomenal as every single guardian is able to convey their characters so well and do their own spin on things despite having some influences from the gunn films (notably Drax and Rocket). Peter’s voice actor specifically and Peter’s character as a whole is so perfectly done and handled correctly that in my mind this is my definitive star lord. Shout out to Drax’s voice actor too since he was able to deliver an incredibly emotional reaction from me during his moments, one standout being him and peter’s conversation on Knowhere.

The story itself is really pleasant full of really cool twists and turns which has an extremely satisfying payoff in the final act. I was completely engrossed in each and every single Guardian’s struggle and the way their emotional moments were handled was nothing short of beautiful, Drax being the highlight. I won’t spoil but the introduction and handling of “Nikki” is also nothing short of tragic and heartbreaking and who’s conflict had me moved. Overall it’s an extremely well done story about grief and learning to let go and accept what happened.

While the gameplay itself isn’t revolutionary, it’s pretty effective at immersing yourself as Peter Quill or rather Star-lord as you command the rest of your team into battle and have to constantly figure out the best way to combo all their moves into one. Plus this game features a move called “huddle up” which upon giving the proper motivation and speech, boosts the entire team while also playing a selected song off peter’s music player which all flows into one awesome crescendo!

All in all, if you still have an itch for more guardians after Vol. 3, please check this one out! It’s an incredibly fun take on the characters and it is such a blast to play and it’s story is so rewarding, especially to those who don’t even know anything about the guardians. A fun game i recommend to anyone to experience

#gotg #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy game #playstation #ps4 #star lord #rocket raccoon #marvel games

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goldenheartstudios · 8 months

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I wanna talk about Hannibal Roy Bean

Disclaimer: No disclaimer this time, only spite

You see, I was writing a different rant about Xiaolin Showdown, but I was in the mood of searching and reading some posts other people made about the cartoon. You know, for funsies, and because I really love this show

And then I thought to myself: “Hey, what if I search about my favorite villain, Hannibal Roy Bean? And who knows, maybe I’ll find other people talking about the amazing dynamic between him and Raimundo, that would be neat!”

And you know what I found?

Nothing. And even worse, I saw people dissing on my vegetable boy by calling him “unnecessary” and stuff

Which left me utterly disappointed

So, I’m gonna write an analysis for the possible Hannibal (& Raimundo) fans out there, which maybe will help other people appreciate this great villain

Let’s go

The best thing to start with is his introduction. Which honestly, it’s my favorite introduction from all of the villains in the show

It gives you the expectation of being a big, strong and cool-looking foe, just like Chase was, and then it subverts that expectation with showing you that he’s actually a bean (which I personally find him cool for how creepy and unnatural he looks)

And then you see how much of a threat he can be: he’s a great actor, he’s manipulative, and he’s pretty freaking strong. His personality is also so endearing for how unapologetically cruel, deceptive, playful, and full of himself he is. From the moment he said that he’ll cover his eyes to make the fight fair for the monks won me over

And to top it all off, Chase himself tells the monks how big of a threat he is, which makes him even more interesting

He has a 10/10 introduction and you can’t deny that

And the next episode is also very good at showing the dynamic between Rai & Hannibal: they immediately start to talk back to each other, they’re paired together when each monk faces off an enemy, and Hannibal is quick to hit on Raimundo’s vulnerability by commenting on how he’s falling behind with the monks by being the last one to become an apprentice

Not only this is a great way to show a possible rivalry between the two, this also works as foreshadowing for what’s to come

Seriously, it feels like this show wants you to think of their possible relationship

The next two episodes have the role of giving the monks new weapons, a future reason for them to temporarily go to Guan’s temple (by having Hannibal stealing the treasure), and they show how Raimundo can return to bad habits (aka his tendency of isolating/closing himself off from others after a failure), by going through a humiliating defeat from Jack right after they lost the treasure the episode before this one

And then, we get to episode 46, which is another great episode of showing the dynamic between Hannibal & Raimundo: it shows how Hannibal is willing to team up with Rai (possibly because he sees potential in him), and we see how he’s being manipulative and sincere at the same time

I believe in this instance Hannibal was genuine about forming a mutually beneficial relationship with Rai, which makes sense because he’s interested in people who are cunning, capable, mischievous and with the potential of causing great damage to others. And as we know that Hannibal was watching over everyone in his cell, he saw how much damage the kid can cause when he’s on the bad side

Also, you could say that the previous episode showed Hannibal the possibility of manipulating Raimundo on his side, as the young monk fell back into a bad habit under distress

So him getting betrayed by Rai, just like Chase betrayed him in the past, was a stepping stone for his hatred and desire of revenge towards the kid

And this relationship is also interesting on Raimundo’s side in this episode: he clearly hates Hannibal’s guts and he doesn’t back down in showing attitude towards him, and at the end he shows great satisfaction of deceiving him, of winning over him, as he doesn’t want to even let him have the last words at the end

Now, we get to episode 47, which is the peak of their relationship and brings me the main reason why I love Hannibal so much: he’s utterly ruthless. It’s not enough for him to fight the kid as revenge for what he did, he decides to mentally torment him. He decides to use Rai’s vulnerabilities to hurt his close ones, by combining Shen Gong Wus and attack the others while the boy’s asleep. The concept of it is brilliant. Like, what can he do? He can’t stay awake forever. And how would it feel for him if his friends ended up destroyed without being able to do anything about it?

Also, the whole moment of Hannibal getting his way while he’s disguised as Kimiko is one of my favorite moments from the show, for the music, the ambience, and for Hannibal’s delighted smile (on Kimiko’s face to top it all off), as he sees Rai falling asleep

Like, look at this

It’s so unsettling, I love it

And the fact that Raimundo is not even safe in his own dreams? The fact that Hannibal kept digging through his insecurities, through his vulnerability and shoved it on the kid’s face while showing he’s having a blast about it? Combined with how he can show pity in the form of friendliness and buddy-buddy behavior towards the person he’s tormenting, while also keeping a side of aggressiveness and lack of care from his actions? Brilliant, absolutely brilliant

This guy gets entertainment from torturing people and I love this

Raimundo was able to escape only after he acknowledges his vulnerability, only after he stops running away, which is a hard thing to do for him. One thing is certain after this episode, Rai will definitely not forget this

And we later on see how Hannibal manipulates and makes use of others too: he uses Omi’s ego to turn him into a living battery for his own benefits, he doesn’t hesitate to turn Jack into a mindless zombie, and he uses Kimiko’s invention to attack Chase when he’s weak

This guy doesn’t follow any moral code to get what he wants. He’s not like Chase, who holds value in professionalism and morality, and he’s not like Wuya, who holds a facade of elegance and principles

And his bean design accentuates this fact, because it’s meant to show you how appearances can deceive, while letting you know that he’s not human. He doesn’t follow human principles and morals, and he doesn’t care for compassion or being fair, because he’s not human

He’s his own thing, he’s pure evil

And it’s so endearing for me, because you have the freedom to go as brutal as you want. Any possible interaction and dialogue I think of him is fun for me, because he’s so fun

And his relationship with Raimundo is also so fun, for seemingly being arch nemesis with each other (which episode 52 also wants to show you this by being the ones to initiate the last showdown of the series and act like leaders in their group-)

The way they view each other can be interpreted in so many ways, but I will tell you how I personally interpret it

Starting off with Hannibal. I personally don’t think Rai is the person he hates the most, I think Chase is. Which is more obvious in episode 50, when his whole motivation is to defeat him. Heck, the fact that the episode is called “Hannibal’s Revenge” is kind of a proof of their deep hatred they have for each other

Which makes sense, because Chase is the reason why he was trapped in a cell for over one thousand years, and I bet he spent a big portion of that time on growing his hatred towards him

And Chase seems to feel the same way, which can be interpreted in different ways. Does he hate him because of being totally opposite of him, or there’s something more to it? What if there was more to their story than we know? What if Hannibal also had some ulterior motives in their team up? What if those reasons are related with what Chase said about him doing something worse than 1000 years of darkness? What if those possible motives were another (or the actual) reason why he betrayed him? It would make sense for Chase to hate him this much, if he found out that he was being used for some grand scheme

Just some food for thought

Going back to the subject, I think Hannibal doesn’t only hate Raimundo, he also gets delightment in tormenting him specifically. He enjoys breaking his confidence, and finding ways to beat him to the ground

Honestly.. I’d say that’s because he reminds him of Chase. His attitude, his skills, and Rai betraying him, could bring to Hannibal some similarity with Chase

Which is why he would get enjoyment from tormenting him: for Hannibal, Raimundo is like a small Chase Young, but the difference is that he’s a kid who doesn’t have hundreds of years of experience. He’s not as strong, and he’s more emotional, which makes him the perfect target. Hannibal can defeat him, strike into his insecurities and make him suffer on a personal level

Personally, I think a continuation of the show would dwell more on Hannibal’s desire to inconvenience, and even destroy Rai’s life, purely for the enjoyment of it, and because of his semblance with Chase Young

Now, let’s look at Raimundo’s possible view on Hannibal

With him, I do think Hannibal is the person he hates the most

I did read a good post on how he would actually hate Chase the most, because he was constantly doubtful and hostile towards him, starting from the first time they met in season 2. But personally, I think the hatred Rai has towards Chase is more on an instinctual level. Like, he knows he can’t be trusted, that he’s up to something that he doesn’t know (and he definitely doesn’t like Chase’s superior attitude)

But aside from this + the fact that he tried to eat Dojo & he manipulated his friend, I don’t think there’s more to this. Especially because he showed a similar behavior with Hannibal as well. But because Hannibal appeared only on season 3 (which also has fewer episodes than the second season), it may seem that he has a bigger hatred towards Chase than the evil bean

Also, that hatred he has may be changed in the present, because it’s highly possible the monks got at least some of the memories from that alternate dimension. So it’s possible that Rai will hate Chase while having complicated emotions towards him as well, because he would have to deal with the memories he has of Chase being a good guy

On the other hand, I think his hatred towards Hannibal is personal for multiple reasons: he’s the reason they have to deal with Chase Young (and the reason they had to deal with Guan in the alternate dimension), he used his friends, he’s dwelling on his insecurities and most importantly, he went into his mind in order to use him to hurt his close ones

Rai has every reason to hate him, and I think this hatred will only intensify the more Hannibal tries to mess up with him

And this has so much potential

So yeah, this is my take on their relationship & Hannibal’s character! The fact that many people overlook him is so unfortunate, because he’s a literal goldmine for creating conflict and explore an inhuman & ruthless characters

Some of my favorite fanfictions with Xiaolin Showdown have him done right, even if they’re few and unfinished. And who knows, maybe one day I’ll get to see more people trying to explore this character & his interesting dynamic with Raimundo

But until then, I’m happy that such an interesting and fun villain exists!

Which is another reason why I hate Xiaolin Chronicles because he doES NOT EXIST THERE-

#xiaolin showdown #gh rant #raimundo pedrosa #hannibal roy bean #character analysis #I love this villain so much #But I also love all of the characters and I would rant about any of them anytime I get the chance

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averageartistamber · 30 days

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Heavy Spoilers for Godzilla X Kong under the image

Birb.

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Rodan, the Fire Demon

Height 70 meters, Wingspan 150 meters and Weight 16,000 metric tons.

Okay, so as I said yesterday, I ended up having a pretty good time with Godzilla X Kong. It's very Showa in it's tone, complete with all sorts of goofy stuff. Probably the funniest movie in the Monsterverse so far.

First of all, the pacing's pretty fast and quite a lot happens. Like, we get a lot of Kong stuff, he's pretty much the protagonist and the main plot revolves around him looking for and finding others of his kind, then noticing that they're in a bit of trouble, and well, doing something about it.

The Humans were rather enjoyable this time round. I think over time Legendary's just gotten way better at writing their human characters. New human Trapper is pretty awesome, beimng this Steve Irwinny crazy-awesome guy, and I think Bernie's come out much more likeable. Less of the paranoid conspiracy nut and more of a guy who just really wants to see the Hollow Earth.

I really like how Jia's story ended up coming full circle, with her almost confirming that psychic powers are a thing in Godzilla again. Then she gets to find other members of the Iwi people in Hollow Earth, and kinda becomes like a Mothra priestess? I wonder if they'll be anywhere further she goes in the future, but if not it's a really cool ending for the character.

Suko ended up being a suprisingly engaging character, starting out pretty antagonistic at first, but gradually warming up to Kong as the story continues. His character, particularly his perpetual nervousness, starts making so much more sense when you're shown what his home is like. He ends up being an MVP in the final fight too, which is kinda awesome.

Speaking of which, the introduction of Scar King is absolutely fantastic. Like, everything about the scene with the miners/slaves up to actually seeing the guy himself tells you we're dealing with a proper bastard. And Kong ain't gonna stand for any of that crap.

I didn't care much for Scar King before the movie...Now I kinda wish they didn't kill him off so soon. Dude's very much a love-to-hate kind of character with a neat fighting style, and he probably could have worked as a recurring villain (maybe slinking off back to Hollow Earth to find new ancient evils to awaken and weaponize, which would be an easy way for a few old monsters to be brought back. Gigan and Megalon, perhaps?).

Then for new characters we have Shimo. And while we don't get much of her (especially not when she's allowed to act of her own volition), what we do have is neat. She's definitely gonna be a fan favourite for the Monsterverse Original creatures. It's kinda funny how I think many people were expecting this (literally) cold-hearted villain/lackey, but instead we got a mild-natured woobie.

I really hope Shimo gets to be in a comic or a future movie, she's got a lot of potential now that she's free.

Godzilla is here too, being the angry jerk we all know and love. Honestly though, I feel like the "Godzilla needs to power up" thing is probably gonna end up being more foreshadowing for a future movie, since I dunno if he really needed to power-up to fight a balding orangutan who wields the power of slavery (you could argue Shimo was the real threat, she almost got him in the anti-gravity fight if it wasn't for Mothra).

I wish the whole team up thing lasted a little bit longer, but it was hella fun what we got. Hope this opens up the possibility of Godzilla fighting alongside his allies more often.

Rip Tiamat she did nothing wrong.

Oh yeah, and Mothra. Her involvement in the plot is very short, but sweet, telling Godzilla to cut it out for five minutes then helping out in the first half of the final fight. It's nice to see her again. Now we just need Rodan to make a comeback.

Lastly, the fights in this movie are an absolute delight to watch, especially the hilarious pyramid fight (that's like, peak Showa antics) and both parts of the final fight.

The first half with the zero-gravity is one of the most fun and unique ideas for a kaiju fight, getting even better when the humans get to help out (by first activating the gravity, then Trapper fires a Chekov's Gun with these bird things that produce and electrical field to drive off Scar King's minions).

The second half on the surface is pure catharsis, seeing Scar King finally get his comeuppance thanks to some quick thinking (and a bit of luck) from Kong and Suko, freeing Shimo so she can put her abuser (again quite literally) on ice, ending his reign of terror for good. I really love that trope where an abuser is ultimately finished off by their victims.

Overall, Godzilla X Kong is peak cinema. I love the Monsterverse, and although the wilder tone isn't for everyone, I had a great time, and would recommend. There's a ton of interesting possibities for the future too, with Kong's ....New Empire and all.

#godzilla #godzilla x kong: the new empire #godzilla x kong spoilers #gxk #monsterverse #kong #rodan #fan art #Kong and his new found family comic please legendary #I know Rodan has nothing to do with the movie but he's that only new Godzilla art I have on hand

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mandos-little-friend · 7 months

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Thoughts after the finale?

Ooh *rubs hands*

Right off the top, RIP Ray Stevenson 😢 What a great character to leave us with, and with such a jaw-dropping final moment! I don't know what they have planned for the story line (no deep fakes, plz!). Though I don't particularly care about the Mortis gods too much, I know that's making a lot of folks lose their mind, and it's definitely a different way to branch out the story.

Confession - I was about 15% hoping for a Kanan appearance, since they did so much with Anakin. No luck, but what a sweet scene with Ezra building his new light saber! And Huyang talking about Caleb/Kanan AND giving him that piece he'd saved just for him? So Ezra's comes apart now, I guess? Sobbing! Great scene. (Side note, I thought kyber crystals were kind of rare/hard to find? But this is the second LS Ezra's just made without any mention of where the crystal came from?? IDK, I'm not too concerned about it.) Also, love that it's blue again! But really wish he'd done the blaster thing again, that was rad.

I love the little Noti so much. I hope we see them again.

Great fight scenes. Loved all the teamwork. Ezra in full Jedi mode 👁👅👁 Eman rocking this role so hard! And that Force jump?! Jaw dropping. Kind of on the fence about Sabine's emerging Force abilities. Still not sold that was a needed character trait.

Did anyone have Zombie Stormtroopers on their bingo card?? Marrok was re-animated (I guess?), but he still spoke and acted like a normal person? These guys were shambling braaaaains undead type. Very creepy and cool. And all those coffins(?) in the Chimera - Thrawn going to have a full army of them?

Sucks we STILL have people trapped in the other galaxy, but A.) we know where they are and that they're safe, and, more importantly, the other characters know; and B.) there's at least a chance, maybe that they could hitch a ride with the purgil on their return trip?? 🤷‍♀️

Ezra exiting that ship in full stormtrooper armor - a bit illogical, but totally worth the call-back! And Chopper immediately recognizing him and going over to say hi in the sweetest way 😭😭 (Though I still say it would have been hilarious if Chopper had acted irritated and run over his foot) But who the hell decided to cut the camera away before Ezra and Hera hugged?!? And no introduction to Jacen?? JAIL! JAIL FOR ONE THOUSAND YEARS!

Overall enjoyable episode. Interesting that two master/apprentice teams were left behind, though one on the outs. Is there going to be a season 2 before the big Crossover movie where we can see them interact? Maybe Shin will be tempted to be a light side (or light grey side) Force user? It would also be the best place for a rescue/return rather than use movie time for it. Guess we shall see!

#star wars #ahsoka series #ahsoka spoilers #season finale #ericslittlemermvid #thanks for the ask!

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transmasckagami · 4 months

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feel free to explain in the tags/reblog :) my opinion is below the cut

as a kagami fan, the best is season 2! aka my personal favorite

best overall match: touou versus seirin II is a huge highlight of the season with the introduction of the zone and the resolution of aomine and kuroko's relationship arc beginning in season 1. the scenes at the hot springs with both teams are both funny and hype (aomine, kagami, and kuroko - "the one who will win-" "is us!")

best overall match honorable mention: seirin v shutoku II is the first re-match between seirin and the generation of miracles. I love the fast pacing and seeing the impact of losing on midorima (learning how to rely on his team and passing). the game ending in a tie is plot convenient (lol), but satisfying

favorite character: himuro tatsuya! while i don't love the resolution of kagami and himuro's relationship (we should've got more tbh), himuro is an interesting character as an insight into why kagami was so abrasive in season 1 and as a foil to kuroko (kuroko hates not taking an opponent seriously because of 11-111 and ogiwara, himuro hates not taking an opponent seriously because kagami taking a dive for their relationship). himuro is to kagami as aomine is to kuroko.

favorite character honorable mention: hanamiya makoto. kirisaki daichii never getting caught for fouling is absolute bullshit, but hanamiya is a very cool antagonist as a foil to kiyoshi and a full-on, no explanation, 100% HATER. the allusions to his relationship with imayoshi because of their similarities and the fact that they went to the same middle school is intriguing - what did that basketball team look like with two super sadists? lololol

favorite heartfelt moment: kagami's consideration for his teammates grows ten-fold this season and his kindness to kuroko (helping carry kuroko when he's exhausted or knocked down, the moment on kagami's balcony, etc) gets paid back when kuroko keeps kagami's ring and gives it back to him after the yosen match! kagami immediately running to find himuro is really fucking sweet.

#included the main matches to help jog everyone's memory #kuroko's basketball #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basuke

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themadauthorshatter · 1 year

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FIRST OFF, SO I CAN MAKE IT CLEAR AND I DON'T GET ANYONE MAD:

1. Even if I have my gripes about The Owl House, I still love the show to bits and pieces and have immense respect for its creator and the team behind it.

2. So I don't get any replies on it, I know that Lumity is canon and Huntlow is heavily implied to be/is canon, but I still like Lumity because I think it's cute even if it has its problems. I can see what it was trying to be and I still enjoy it as a ship.

So I'm more or less making this because I've had the idea for a while now and, honestly, I'm just going to make a post on it, maybe two if the people want it

This is not a full-blown rewrite, I don't have the energy or time to really do that

That out of the way, the post is below the cut if you want to read it

So, I and a fair few others enjoy the Lunter ship in TOH and there is some unrest in that side of the fandom. There has been some "rewrites" from @lunterfans and other posts from them and @theprinceandthewitch that's more speculation. Go check out their blog because they're pretty cool.

This is more or less an AU/rewrite of TOH, but if Lunter was canon.

I will reiterate it now: I'm perfectly happy with Lumity even with its issues. I'm just making this post to scratch an itch and because I have to get it off my chest

With that said:

The Owl House, BUT LUNTER!

For starters, a lot of the show stays the same, but Belos and the Golden Guard are introduced MUCH earlier, like in the first or second episode and faces off with Luz momentarily in the dungeon before she, Eda, and King escape.

The introduction of Amity, Willow, Gus, and Hexside remain the same, save for a student named Hunter who sits away from the other students and silently glares down Luz, though she doesn't know why. He is also present when she and Willow escape detention and Amity.

In the coven-vention, the Golden Guard is present once more, attending with Lilith to promote the Emperor's Coven. He is also witness to the duel between Lilith and Amity and Luz and Eda. Maybe we get a moment where Amity smirks at him before getting ready to fight Luz, but after it ends and she looks back at him, he shakes his head and walks away, disappointed in her.

We don't see much of the Golden Guard, but we do get more Hunter as he sees the shenanigans. When Luz ultimately enrolls as a student in Hexside, she runs into Hunter and he simply tells her to watch where she's going. The two do run into each other more, but Luz ultimately "befriends" Hunter when he is getting picked on for not being able to use magic by Boscha and maybe Amity, emphasis on MAYBE for the sake of Amity's redemption. She asks about why he can't do magic and Hunter can only say that, "It's complicated."

To try and loft his spirits, Luz shows Hunter a glyph and the two meet up later to practice using glyphs, Hunter amazed at seeing and using wild magic.

He is not present for Grom, but is there at the season 1 finale as the Golden Guard, fighting Luz as she tries to rescue Eda. The two would essentially duel, Hunter using his staff and Luz using Eda's staff. There would be quips thrown by Hunter while he's dressed as the Golden Guard, and it gets Luz more and more suspicious as to who he is. By sheer accident, Luz would knock his mask off and the reveal for her would be saddening, but not completely devastating, Luz glaring at Hunter amd using an ice glyph to keep him from following her as she goes to save Eda, Lilith, and King.

The seasom 1 finale ends the same way it does, but Luz and a masked Hunter spot and glare at each other, neither happy that their friendship might be destroyed, but ready to fight, if they see each other again.

#the owl house #lunter #toh hunter #toh luz #i just like this ship #i still like lumity #i like both these ships #this is just for the lunter fans #i was also just bored

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jakekiszkaenthusiast · 2 years

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songbird || buzzkill

warnings: swearing, arguing, jake being a bit of an asshole lmao.

author’s note: i don’t really have much to say except thank you everyone for reading chapter one, i really hope this series is good for you guys!!

“okay- before we go in, let’s discuss how things are going to be.”

she and rory are sat outside of a large, unfamiliar building, still clipped into their car seats. they were meant to be there for 10 am sharp, but timing had never been either of their strong suits- they were always late, to everything, even though the building was in reality a short walk from robin’s apartment.

robin anxiously checks the time on her phone, before setting it down on the dashboard. her hands rested on the skirt of her dress, running the soft, flowing fabric between her fingers. this was one of her most favourite dresses- decorated with soft pink flowers and verdant leaves, the bodice was made of a delicate broderie anglaise, with a full skirt, stopping mid-calf.

she always preferred to wear dresses. there was just something about them that made her feel soft, delicate and beautiful. the swish of her skirt with every step she took was something she adored, and actively detested wearing anything like pants.

“fine, shoot.” she replied.

“right. things are about to move really fast, and it’s gonna feel like you’ve been hit by a bus. we have a lot of ground to cover- photoshoots, going to his shows, going out and about with him; we basically just need you guys to be seen together constantly. and of course, the first course of action is actually meeting jake. that’s what we’re doing today, he’s inside right now.”

rory’s final sentence sent a bolt of nervous energy through her stomach, and she had to hold herself still for a long moment, for fear of vomiting. rory watched her friend swallow thickly, gripping the side of the car door with white knuckles.

“o-okay.” she whispered, closing her eyes tightly.

“i know this is really, really scary. but i’m here, okay? every step of the way.” rory said, resting a gentle hand on her shoulder.

“let’s just get it over with. i know i said i wanted to do it, but the longer we sit here the more convinced i am that this is a mistake.” she spoke quickly, her tongue feeling fat in her mouth.

“once you guys meet, things will be better. he’s nice, apparently.”

“sure.” she humphed, undoing her seatbelt and stepping out into the slowly rising warmth of the day.

despite the blast of cool air hitting her face as she entered the reception area, she couldn’t feel more warm. her raised heartbeat only added to her panicked state, and she twisted her sweating palms into her skirt. suddenly, her legs felt ready to buckle, but she was lucky to have the front desk to lean her weight onto.

as rory checked them both in and received directions to the necessary floor, she stared blankly at a stack of business cards, feeling the urge to reorganise them into neat, straight lines. this was it- the defining moment for, well, the whole ‘relationship’. the elevator quietly thrummed to life as the two girls stepped inside, rory swiftly pressing a button, taking a nervous breath of her own. they stood in silence, neither one able to make conversation, not with the knowledge that life as they both knew it was about to change drastically.

the doors slid open, revealing a well-decorated office space- art, framed photos of the band and the various awards they must have won over the years covered the walls, and a large table sat in the middle of the room. people she assumed to be the band’s team stood up at the sound of their footsteps, wide, phoney smiles upon their faces.

she could see three men she recognised as jake’s bandmates stood to the side of the room with paper cups in their hands and apprehensive eyes watching her every move. she gave them a small, timid smile, and the only one to return it was…she wanted to say his name was sam?

introductions were made, her assistant doing almost all of the talking. a single, reassuring hand rested on her shoulder as rory made up an excuse for their tardiness. the man she guessed was jake’s manager waved off the explanation with a carefree hand, telling them he was just glad they showed up.

“we weren’t so sure you were going to appear.” he laughed, and her lips tugged up into a forced smile. she didn’t find it funny, but politeness was necessary in situations like this. not that she had ever been in a situation like this, but she had to assume.

“jake is just through here, in one of our more quiet meeting rooms. go on, go right ahead.” his manager lead them through a short hallway, resting his hand on the handle of a door to their right.

the door cracked open just slightly, and she felt rory’s hand on the square of her back- whether it was a sweet gesture to remind her that she was still with her, or to push her into the room, she wasn’t so sure.

“we’ll be out here, waiting for you two.”

“wait- it’s just us in there?” she pauses, resisting against rory’s hand, which was definitely trying to shove her into the room.

“yes, we thought it would be best for you two to chat, get to know each other, discuss the situation in private, away from everyone.”

“you’ll be okay, rob. just step right in.” rory whispered, and she whipped her head to glare daggers into her face.

she brushed rory’s hand off of her, sighing a frustrated gust of air from her mouth, before pushing the door open and stepping inside.

jake was sitting with his chin resting on his fist, staring at the table with a sullen look on his face. he wore a light yellow linen shirt, rumpled and unbuttoned down to his navel; he wore long necklaces, and a well-loved bracelet wrapped around his wrist, clearly once white, but now a dirtied, almost grey colour.

he took a while to look up, as if he was convincing himself to do it. when his eyes did flick over to look at her, her heart picked up its pace even more than before- his stare was heavy, laden with displeasure and reproach.

“hi.” she says quietly, forcing her feet to move closer to the table, begging her hands to do something. she takes a chair opposite him, dragging it out and awkwardly perching herself on it. looking over at him, she found him already staring with that same, displeased glare in his eyes.

he remained silent, pursing his lips. she cleared her throat, darting her eyes around the room in hopes of avoiding his stare, but no matter where she looked she was achingly aware of his eyes boring into her face, silently judging and analysing her.

“so.” she says with uncertainty, forcing herself to look him in the eye.

he still doesn’t answer, and she can’t help but feel helpless. if he wasn’t going to speak, how are they supposed to get to know each other?

“do you- do you have any, uhm, favourite musicians?” she stutters and stumbles over her words, aware of how stupid and awkward her question was before it even passed her lips.

she couldn’t just sit there, though. she needed something to break the ice, to crack his barely-contained anger and guide them into a conversation.

he takes in a deep breath, flexing his hand against the wooden table.

“listen- i don’t want this any more than you do, so there’s no need to talk, or even be pleasant towards each other, okay?” his voice is husky and low, matching his dark eyes.

“o-okay.”

she opens her mouth to speak again, her eyebrows creased with confusion, but jake quickly pushes his chair backwards, shoving himself out of it and onto his feet. he swiftly leaves the room, slamming the door behind him.

she releases a tense breath, eyes wide with panic. what now? does she stay here in hopes that he comes back?

a knock sounds after a long five minutes, and rory pokes her head cautiously through the door, an apologetic look on her face.

“everything okay?”

she buries her face in her hands, resting her elbows on the table. tears of anxiety wanted to fall from her eyes, but she squeezes them tightly shut, blowing a stuttering breath from her mouth.

“he’s an asshole, rory.”

“he’s just- angry. he’ll soften over time.”

“what if he doesn’t, though? what if i have to spend months pretending to be in love with someone who hates me?” she slams her hands down on the table, the noise echoing through the room.

“i don’t know, hon. things will work themselves out, and you’ll forget this even happened. he’ll come around, robbie.” rory tries to sound comforting, but she can’t help but feel even more hopeless at her friend’s words.

if this was how things were gonna be, she wasn’t so sure if she could handle it.

•••

robin’s head hurt.

trying to listen to rory’s incessant nagging and ignore the throbbing sensation in her left eye was a task robin found was soundly kicking her ass- every twinge made her wince, every light was too bright for her over-sensitive eyes, every sound much too loud.

“and remember, you have to actually be near him. you can’t ignore him. are you listening to me?”

she pushed the heel of her palm into her forehead, looking up at her assistant with bleary, hazy eyes. her makeup just barely took away the ashen colour of her face- almost ridiculous amounts of bronzer had saved her this evening, and gave the outward impression to anyone who didn’t yet know her that she was perfectly fine.

of course, if she hadn’t spent all week drinking too much wine and barely sleeping, she would be feeling a lot better in this moment. now that she was actually required to leave the house and look semi-decent, she regretted those lost hours of sleep, tsking at her dark circles and pale skin.

there had been a feeling of dark, disgruntled heaviness fluttering over her head for the six days that had passed since meeting jake. she, as she so often did, hid away from the world to recover, to soften her angered mind and step back- take time to create music, write poetry, drink, relax.

robin called it recuperating. rory called it sulking.

“i said, are you listening to me?” rory repeated, tapping her foot against the wooden floor.

“yeah, yeah- i’m sorry. this migraine is just- it’s kicking my ass.”

“i know, but we gotta go soon. pop some advil, pretend you’re having the time of your life and be. nice.”

“why should i have to be nice? he was the one who stormed out like a fucking child when all i did was say hi.”

“and who was the one who shut herself away for a week, ignoring calls and clearly having a tantrum?” rory countered, pushing herself up and off the back of robin’s couch.

the two were clustered inside robin’s tiny apartment. the smell of the dinner they had forgotten about in the midst of getting ready lingered around the room, the dishes sat piled in the kitchen sink.

robin ran her hands over her skirt, picking at a loose thread and tugging on it. it was a nervous habit ingrained into her from as long as she could remember, and she often didn’t notice the fidgeting anymore.

“i just- i can’t do this thing if he won’t cooperate with me. i don’t wanna do it any more than he does- why was he so rude?” robin sighed, adjusting the pendant on her necklace while her friend paced the small room.

“he’ll warm up to you, and you’ll warm up to him. i don’t know, maybe you’ll even enjoy this.”

robin scoffed, “please, as if i’ll ever enjoy this, or even like him, for that matter.”, and turned on her heel to give herself the final once-over in the mirror.

it’ll do, she thought to herself, noting her glum and reluctant face.

•••

as she stepped out of the car, robin hissed.

almost in response to the sight before her, the pounding in her head increased until it was all she could stand to think about.

jake and his two brothers stood outside of the bar, wearing matching faces of trepidation. the building practically bounced with energy, a party raging from within which robin would rather miss out on. bright flashes of light made her wince, but the look in jake’s eyes was what made her feel like throwing up.

he was glaring with such an ugly scowl she wondered how he could ever resemble that startlingly beautiful man in the document she looked over weeks ago. she felt the sudden need to hide- to scurry away and take cover from that dark, dangerous glint in his eyes.

the quiet, unfamiliar greetings between a group of people who did not yet know each other or know how to approach the situation at hand were exchanged. she smiled an awkward, pained smile to josh and sam, and very pointedly avoided looking at jake altogether. she muttered a mere ‘hello’ to him from the corner of her mouth, clasping her hands together across her abdomen.

rory cleared her throat when all three boys make their way towards the door. robin hadn’t even noticed her friend slink out of the car behind her, and quickly melted into a less tense version of herself at the feeling of a soft hand pressed into her back.

“i just need to speak to robbie and jake, alone.”

“don’t call me that in front of them.” robin interjected with a hurried whisper, feeling her cheeks heat up.

josh and sam stiffen, casting nervous glances in jake’s direction. they clearly had no idea how to react or behave what with the strange circumstances of robin’s presence, nor how to treat jake with his stormy mood. josh seemed the most reluctant to move. his brow set into a defiant furrow and his shoulder bumped jake’s, just barely putting himself in front of his twin brother.

rory waved the men off with a waggle of her fingers in their faces and a firm but still teasing, “you two run along now.”

sam took her send-off with an amused roll of his eyes and stepped towards the door, but josh lingered. he gave jake a hard look in which something not a single person alive could ever work out for themselves transpired, a silent conversation punctuated only by the most minuscule of twitches in their eyebrows and gentle shrugs of their shoulders. whatever they had communicated seemed to satisfy josh, and he stalked off into the bar- though not without a sly, accusing look shot towards robin.

there’s a momentary pause, where the awkward tension between jake and robin was so present and so violently there it should be screaming and jumping up and down- it made her throat feel tight. she refused to look at him, and he refused to look away.

“okay. both of you, eyes on me. i know neither of you want to do this, but unfortunately you both agreed to it. that means you listen to me, and i’m telling you the rules for tonight.” rory clapped her hands together, and used a voice not too dissimilar to that of a preschool teacher dealing with sulking, petulant children.

they both hummed in lieu of a verbal response, scuffing their feet along the floor, shoving clenched fists into pockets. rory sighed, shaking her long blonde hair out of her face before steeling herself and carrying on.

“neither of you is to be without the other tonight, okay? this is a big press event, and as the supportive guy coming out to celebrate your friend’s album release, jake, you will need to take every photo opportunity presented to you.

that means the both of you acting like a couple- a real one, who stand near each other and everything. make sense?”

again, neither of them elected to give a proper reply, simply nodding their heads, while simultaneously feeling icy-cold dread leech through from their stomachs to their throats.

“now, i need you both to stop glaring at me and hold hands as you walk in together.” rory flapped her hands towards their bodies, urging them to step closer to one another.

“go on, get within three feet of each other, i dare you.” she was poking fun at them now, a mischievous glint in her eyes and a smile she barely bit back dazzling her face.

“i know you can do it- there we go! now, take her hand- yep- no- robbie, stop getting all stiff. stop being a baby and hold his hand!”

robin had never focused more energy into a facial expression than she did in that moment. she miserably wished she had the supernatural capabilities to make a person vanish into thin air, and hoped, maybe if she put enough venom behind her glare, it would become possible for her to cause such a thing.

“stop calling me robbie.” she hissed through her teeth, so distracted with interrupting rory’s fun that she lost all sense of her surroundings.

feeling jake gingerly grasp her hand in his sent a shockwave through her body, and she felt a very strong urge to pull away from him. his fingers pressed into her skin, as if to cement her to him, while his eyes flashed with an unfamiliar emotion. any emotion belonging to jake would be unknown and uncharted territory for robin, she mused- how could she know what the quirk of an eyebrow, or the twitch of a nose meant for a total and complete stranger? she couldn’t read him, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to.

she faltered for the briefest of moments underneath his touch, still gently trying to pull away without much conviction. there wasn’t much either of them could do, so she probably shouldn’t try to fight it. anyhow, robin had a sneaking suspicion if she tried anything close to an escape, rory would hunt her down with the tenacity and determination of a bloodhound.

“well done, you guys! you won’t get a gold star but you can drink in there, so get your asses inside. bye, bye.” rory’s sarcasm almost distracted robin, interrupting her rolling eyes to flash a panicked look back at her friend.

“wait, you aren’t coming in with us?” robin asked, feeling jake tug on her hand and lead her towards the door.

“no, no- you’ll be fine! just play nice.”

“wait- rory, no.” she protested, trying and failing to resist jake’s much stronger hold on her hand.

it was too late. the door closed behind robin, and she watched her friend, her only solace in this entirely terrifying situation, walk away from the sidewalk. she let out a quiet moan of displeasure, feeling her face crumble as her headache worsens.

somehow, they find josh and sam. the crowd of people is so massive she feels as though she can hardly breathe, and almost felt compelled to clutch tightly onto jake’s rough hand. his grip on her had slipped in the time it took them to walk through the building, until she was just holding onto his thumb and trying hard not to let him shake her off- she was almost certain that was what he was trying to do, but she wasn’t going to let him do that so easily.

“you made it- did you get busted by her assistant?” sam joked, pushing a pint glass filled with beer towards jake’s free hand.

the brothers make idle chatter, waving to people they recognised, sipping their drinks. they seemed comfortable here- there was no halt in their breaths, no reservations in their eyes. the only moments she saw them falter was when their eyes would sweep over her face, as if they had temporarily forgotten her sequestered to the side of the table.

someone approaches the table, and the three men suddenly stand a little taller. smiles plaster their faces, while they quickly abandon their drinks to take the new man into fast hugs. jake is the only one who doesn’t move- still connected to you by his thumb, he merely lifts his free hand in a friendly wave.

“and who is this, jake?” the man asks, and her chest feels tight again.

jake swallows thickly, scanning over her and darting his tongue out to wet his bottom lip.

“this is my- uhm, this is- she’s my…”

he can’t seem to get the words out. he mumbles, clearing his throat continuously, while fumbling with the hem of his shirt. a nervous habit, she supposed.

“…i’m his girlfriend, robin.”

she wasn’t sure why, but to actually speak those words out loud, to actively lie to someone none the wiser, left a hollow feeling in her chest. she felt guilty when the man lifted his eyebrows in a knowing fashion, and even more guilty when the man clapped jake on the back and told him he’d chosen well.

jake seemed to think it smart to really sell the image of them being a couple, quickly stepping close to her and resting a hand on her waist. neither one of them knew how to respond to the contact and moved stiffly, as if they weren’t quite programmed for that type of thing. she tried to manoeuvre her body closer to his and stood on his foot as she did so- jake tried to wrap his hand around to rest on her stomach, and she tried her hardest to pretend it felt normal.

they both smiled fake smiles until the man left, still frozen in this strange, uncomfortable position with his chest pressed against her back, and her hand gripping his wrist. to an outsider, it would look like an affectionate gesture, but she was simply waiting for an opportunity to rip his hand away from her body.

“don’t touch my stomach.” she spat, freeing herself from his arms and grabbing the table to steady her suddenly dizzy head.

“try not to stand on my toes again, ok?” he sneered back.

“i’m- uhm, i’ll go get a drink.” she speaks after a tense pause, nodding her head at the empty spot on the table just in front of her.

“we didn’t know what you’d want, so you’ll have to go and buy your own.” josh muttered to her, giving her a cold, uninviting look.

robin nodded and let go of her tight grip on the edge of the table, breathing a quiet sigh of relief to get away from jake- he was stood so close to her that their shoulders would bump every time either one of them moved, and it made her feel sick. she scurried off to the bar, chewing anxiously on her bottom lip at the thought of drinking alcohol, or being drunk in any capacity while surrounded by such a tense atmosphere. she didn’t want to make a fool of herself in front of jake’s judgemental eyes, nor did she want to say the wrong thing and give any of the boys ammo to pounce on her, as josh seemed to be waiting for a reason to do so.

she orders a coke, choosing the safest option she could think of, before finding herself paralysed. the front door of the bar looked so tempting, so easy to walk through and slip away from this uncomfortable situation- she could just run away, escape the tension and sleep off the headache she was sporting.

her eyes flick over to jake, and he’s already staring at her. he cocks his head to the side and shakes it, as if he knew exactly what she was considering. she purses her lips and tries to ignore jake waving her back over with an inclined chin.

clearly, she takes far too long, because soon she isn’t alone. jake stomps over to her, puffing an angry breath and getting far too close to her.

“we’re taking a photo, you need to be in it.” he huffed.

“no.” she says stubbornly, firmly decided that she was not doing anything he told her to, rory’s fury be damned.

“listen- i don’t want to either, but you have to, we have to.”

“no.” she repeats, quirking an eyebrow.

jake sighs loudly, looking off to the side and shooting a smile at someone she didn’t recognise. when he looks back at her, his face melted into something she could only call an attempt at a smile- his lips twisted, and his eyebrows smoothed out, but his eyes stayed the same. hard, dark and angry.

“these are my friends, you can’t embarrass me in front of them, robin-”

“-oh, so you do know my name?” she interrupts, laughing humourlessly.

“shut the fuck up. i don’t like lying to everyone, but i have to, and you’re making it really fucking hard to pretend i can even stand to be near you.”

“fine, i’ll leave.”

“i’m not supposed to be seen without you.” he takes a step forward, blocking her body from the front door she was so desperate to run through.

“i don’t care, in all honesty.”

she makes a step past his body, towards the door, but he has other plans. his hand darts out and wraps around her bicep, squeezing so tightly her fingers tingle. she makes a small noise of effort as she attempts to slip out from his grasp, and he quickly pushes them both back into the bar.

“don’t embarrass me, robin. play nice.” he mutters, casting an eye out to the people around them. how they didn’t notice this tussle going on, she didn’t know.

he grabs her drink from behind her and takes a sip, ignoring robin’s frustrated grunts. he makes a face, looking down at the glass before back at her face.

“you aren’t even drinking alcohol? buzzkill.” he scoffs, and she rolls her eyes so hard her head throbs again.

jake uses his grip on her arm to tug her away from the bar and back through the room, wrapping his free arm, still clutching her glass, around her waist and pulling her flush to his side.

“now, stop being a little bitch and smile.” he whispers against the shell of her ear, as they approach the table.

she forces her face into what she hoped was a contented smile, pressing her cheek against jake’s in a move far too familiar and close to a man who had just angered her to the point of wishing she had those same supernatural abilities as before to explode him into nothingness. if she could only just squint and use powers to make him cry, or feel any sort of discomfort- anything close to how she felt in this moment.

oh, how she wished it was possible.

#greta van fleet #fanfiction #jake kiszka #greta van fic #jake kiszka x ofc #jake kiszka fic #jake kiszka angst #jake kiszka fluff #jake kiszka fan fiction

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chibi-taylormoon · 1 year

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your thoughts on akiza - hand them over:)

Aki!!! My queen!

How I feel about this character:

Aki is one of my personal favorites in all of Yugioh when it comes to the girls. Her introduction was so cool, shes a badass. She's strong, her deck is strong, her ability to make even Yusei feel scared is awesome. I just like everything about Aki, her presence in the signers is very important and I liked her passion to learn how ride a d-wheel. She never gave up when it was hard! From being feared to being an essential part to do good is amazing.

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

I only ship Aki with Yusei. Im cliché when it comes to romance and I just rooted for them the whole time. Yusei is a major influence to Aki to not let her ability to do harm to others, their bond is just so important. Aki was the one out their to look for Yusei when he was kidnapped and was okay with risking her safety to save him. And the scene where they went to the skating rink so Yusei can teach her the basics of skating before she learned how to ride a d-wheel is cute. AND the fact that Yusei built her d-wheel from scratch to surprise her is special. Aki did well and she deserved it. Aki loves Yusei and I can see no others that would be as right as them together.

my non-romantic otp for this character:

Aki and Jack! the hilarity of this dynamic for personally is quite good. When Bruno came around and Yusei spent his time with him, these two were rather jealous of that. They would bond well and agree that they want Yusei's attention. Plus the comedy, Jack is a doofus and Aki really would take much of his crap and she'll be the first one to call him out. ALSO to point out, when those jerks were trying to sabotage Aki during the license test, Jack was UPSET and noticed something was up. Jack cares, he cares a lot; Aki would also help him if needed.

my unpopular opinion about this character:

Im not sure if this is unpopular or not, but I have seen one or two comments about Aki's career path to be a doctor sudden or weird. I don't agree, when she helped that little girl; Aki made it pretty clear that she'd love a path where she can help and make people happy. I think its a very good career choice for Aki rather than going to be a pro duelist, she hurt people when she was the witch; being a doctor means she can heal and make people happy not bring harm. I just wish she didn't have to go abroad for that.

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon:

I WANTED AKI AND YUSEI TO KISS BEFORE THEY PARTED WAYS!!!! Those two holding hands and confessing way cute, but a KISS GOODBYE would've been the icing on the cake to such a good ending. Because at least its not a goodbye forever, Aki is going to study abroad and Yusei will be busy with his job; but they'll eventually be together again. So its not a complete goodbye. It would've been sweet to see a little look more into the future where Aki as a full fledged doctor is now back neo domino city when a job opened up and her and Yusei wanted to have a ride around the city. Let Aki/Yusei be a super power couple as a scientist/doctor team!

#aki izayoi #faithshipping #I have many aki thoughts it was hard to narrow my opinions

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lemonhemlock · 1 year

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To be fair Aegon actually get the worst first appearances of any character of GOT/HOTD , like the main antagonists of got (Ramsay/cersei/Daenerys/tywin/joffery) were shown in much better way in their first appearance.

Joffery was shown as a charming prince that made sansa fall in love with him

Tywin was shown as a father and a commander with a scene with his son jaime .

Cersei was shown as the queen of westros and as a bitter wife due to Robert neglecting her children and cheating on her publicly.

Daenerys as a victim of her brother and her circumstances.

Heck even ramsay was shown as a kind man who just wants to help theon xd

This why i feel Show aegon is not a character but a mere plot device/tool to Whitewash everyone in team green at his expense , same has been done to Rhaenys and Daemon. To me i like book aegon better🤷🏻 because despite being a historical figure so that means not everything has been said about him is true and despite being an unhinged asshole (in a story where everyone is unhinged asshole in it) he feels like a character to me compared to his show version. I mean book Aegon got a lot going on for him other than you know rape and child arena . Also he got really cool lines there , show Aegon could never .

Anonymous asked: I know there is a lot of outrage about how Aegon get portrayed in the show and not only in the greens corners but also I've seen a lot of criticism coming from book readers as well . However to me personally I don't really care if Aegon was portrayed as a grey character although it would be better if he was since his book version is a grey character not a full-villain . But I won't hate him if he was portrayed as a villain/antagonist , and I'm sure he would become one of the greatest antagonists in TV shows (given by the crumbs we have from the book) and this will work only and only if they bothered to develop him in a consistent manner . Problem is they're not even interested in writing him either way , so he can't be an interesting grey character or even a compelling villain for some reasons I honestly can't know.... is it because if they developed him as an interesting grey/antagonist character he would become more interesting than rhaenyra? So they're afraid?Or there is something else I don't know?

I’ve had these show!Aegon asks in my inbox for a while now, so I grouped a few of them into this reply.

Interesting observation about HotD!Aegon getting the worst introduction out of any villain-coded character. I both agree and disagree. We first see Aegon as a baby and he seems very loved, even by Viserys, albeit that comes at the expense of Rhaenyra. And since we’ve spent more time with Rhaenyra as a character (and she is also very sympathetic at this stage, truthfully), the viewer is inclined to take her side and see baby!Aegon as kind of an interloper. Then you also have the white hart symbolic investiture moment and the scene where Viserys is doubting his decision to name Rhaenyra as heir, so, naturally, people are encouraged to view this as unfair. I mean, of course it is to us, because we relate it to our modern experiences and we all hate it when we have siblings who are favoured by our parents. So I kind of think that’s the lens through which people are first introduced to Aegon and even though there’s obviously a degree of unfairness AS WELL in being jealous of a literal baby, it’s undeniable that the show is highlighting protagonist-biased morality.

Being introduced as a baby who gets a lot of attention and whose sister is jealous of him is not the worst and they could have done lots with that. But Aegon’s portrayal only gets progressively worse after that. The next time we see him, he’s bullying Aemond and beating his meat in the Tommen window. Not unforgivable actions, since he’s still a teenager, but he’s not exactly framed in a positive light either. And, of course, we all know how Tom’s Aegon is introduced. So he is shown to the audience at three different ages basically and at no time is he awarded one fully positive interaction. I mean. Really?

Even when he is most loved and happy as a baby, he is contextualized by the other characters around him as a future threat to Rhaenyra’s claim - the character the audience has been primed so far to be invested in. I’ve heard this argument that it’s not unbelievable that someone as privileged as Aegon could grow up to be the worst, insofar as to imply that we’re complaining too much that his dark portrayal is unwarranted, but this kind of imbalance is just plain narrative manipulation.

Textually, Rhaenyra is in no way presented as a “good” alternative to Aegon’s rule and this was never primarily a story about who would make the better sovereign. However, it becomes such a story adapted on screen, because the show narrative is, time and time again, very indulgent with Rhaenyra - it both gives her heartwarming scenes with other characters and it glosses over her mistakes and unsavory traits. I’ve said this before, but people are not stupid idiots - there’s a reason the majority of viewers finish HotD on Rhaenyra’s side; it’s because the framing itself encourages them to do so at every turn.

A casual viewer is not an ASOIAF nerd, they are not familiar with medieval legislation or historical examples. They are tired from working all day and just want to unwind: therein comes Rhaenyra, who isn’t shown to have done anything egregious so far; of course they are going to prefer her to her gremlin little brother. If the show took the time to portray Rhaenyra as she should have been (realistically) perceived in-universe by the nobles and the smallfolk and was willing to put some meat on Aegon’s bones as a proper contender, the divide would have been way more even. I don't think it's unreasonable to point that out.

Anonymous asked: I could imagine them adapting the "Aegon throws a feast for Aemond killing Luke" story beat in a slightly less over-the-top way by having the Greens having supper together. Maybe it's to welcome Daeron back to the Red Keep (it's going to definitely happen just Trust Me) but it's after they find out Aemond killed Luke so it's pretty uncomfortable and Alicent and Otto (and maybe Helaena) are still not happy. Aegon picks up on the weird atmosphere and in an effort to cheer up his lil bro he does a toast to Aemond and his valiant effort of getting the Baratheons to their side, and also killing one of the enemy! Yeah it was their nephew, and now Aemond is forever branded as the kinslayer, but you know, one dragon down is one dragon down. Everyone else at the table (including Aemond) is like 😬😬😬

I love this idea of combining the welcoming feast for Daeron with the kinslaying feast for Aemond, that could make for some great comedy. I don’t have anything against a supper, per se, but I think this is probably the last time we get to have a feast, at least until Rhaenyra gives Joffrey a lavish birthday party that contributes to getting her kicked out of King’s Landing. ☠ Aegon also needs a banquet for his coronation, so it would be a good opportunity to combine all three.

Anonymous asked: Until now i still can't believe that the showrunners who -supposedly- read the book , decided to make Aegon the VILLAIN when Aemond and Daemon are out there.....

I mean………….. Again, I LOVE what they did with Aemond and I wouldn’t change it. Even as his psycho book self, it honestly makes a lot of sense that he was deeply traumatised by the eye incident and that circumstances later evolved in such a way that at one point he just snapped. And it goes to show that they can take a character who is anime-villain-level from the books and make him nuanced.

But, I have to say, that if they were looking for a quick insane antagonist fix for shits and giggles, Aemond is the most natural choice that pops up from the page. With Daemon it’s more complicated, because he’ll always have GRRM in his corner fighting for him as a “grey” character.

I wonder if they chose to humanize Aemond more because they wanted to cut Daeron and so gave Aemond some of Daeron’s traits instead. I heard this theory before and it does sound plausible. It’s definitely suspicious that they do not have one single throwaway line about “our brother in Oldtown”, yet they confirmed Daeron’s existence in the opening credits with Alicent’s bloodline from the very first episode her sigil was shown, and Miguel Sapochnik shortly departed the show after it aired. IDK, but to me that sounds like they must have had disagreements over Daeron behind the scenes.

#ask #anon #hotd critical [storytelling]#hotd critical [aegon]#hotd critical [aemond]#hotd critical [daeron]#hotd critical [rhaenyra]#anon is currently off while i make my way through my backlog

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