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i was then shot 57 times.

" 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪? "

── a very short smau i wrote on a whim hehe :))

a/n: .... bet you weren't expecting that, huh?

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i like this... ten outta ten.

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So I've been rewatching and rereading GOT and...

I love how distinct Sansa looks standing among her siblings. even though in the books Arya was the distinct one bcs the rest had Tully red hair (correct me if I'm wrong), but I love how the director made it so only Sansa had Tully red instead of all of them. I feel like it fits her character better than Arya being the outlier. Bcs in my humble opinion growing up I feel like Sansa would've felt like the outsider instead bcs of the fact that she was always trying to emulate her mother and be a 'proper southern Lady' like her mother wanted her to be (and a little her father bcs Ned always knew Robbert would want a Baratheon/Stark marriage bcs of his love for Lyanna) so she didn't really play with the rest of her siblings as Arya did. As such, she was much closer to the rest of the Pack than Sansa, which is why I think it was easier for Sansa to be able to survive in King's Landing, or more specifically the Red Keep, because of the fact that she tried so very hard to stick to the ideals her mother, and like mentioned previously to some extent her father, wanted her to have. and by doing so she had to create a sort of 'impassive' mask with her siblings to not show her hurt of being left out.

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so i just found out about the isagi isolation/dehumanization theory, and as his #1 defender and as bllk’s #1 theorist, im not feeling too good rn.

to start, when isagi declares that he will lead the u20 japan team to victory, he doesn’t use the term “i will”, he just says “isagi yoichi will”, addressing himself by name and in the third person. from this, we can deduce an important thing: he views himself as a character. he sees himself as a part of the story that he is the narrator of. this alone says enough about his dehumanization of himself, but there’s more.

in the exact panel that he states he will lead japan to victory in chapter 303, many have pointed out that compared to his previous statement in chapter 148, his eyes are much emptier. though many have defended this accusation saying that the art style changed, i have to oppose. we’ve seen from the nagireo 2nd edition breakup chapters (299-302) that nomura can still draw detailed eyes extremely well, and there’s no way nomura wouldn’t pick up the pen for isagi considering that isagi’s the main character, unless the “bad” art is intentional.

i’d also like to point out that we haven’t seen isagi smile in the past few chapters. we can justify the nagireo centric chapters that isagi barely had any screen time in those chapters. but in chapter 301 and 303, where isagi is heavily involved, he just has a blank face. in every single chill blue lock chapter we’ve had in the manga, isagi always either has a smile or an emotional expression. but he’s not smiling. in chapter 301, when thousands of fans are chanting his name and he does a fist pump, he doesn’t smile.

i also want to make the acknowledgment that blue lock has seemingly tried to emphasize the parallels between isagi and kaiser. kaiser is a character who never believed that he was human due to the abuse that he father had inflicted upon him as a child, and kaiser always believed that he was shit and that he was a loser species of human. meanwhile, isagi grew up in a kind and loving household. but in recent chapters, isagi has almost begun to view himself as an inhuman being while ness is making an effort to heal kaiser from his trauma. while isagi is “evolving” and going to a level of human to a higher being, kaiser is going from a piece of shit to human.

and one last thing. in chapter 303, ego calls himself “the god of the [blue lock] project”. we all know isagi and ego’s parallels, and i hope we all know that a god is a deity or higher divine being. one that isn’t human. take that evidence as you will.

so i 100% agree with this theory. im gonna be real here: this theory genuinely just made isagi my favorite character. rin is now a close second.

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this song is actually about them

(Andrew In Drag- The Magnetic Fields)

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remember when isagi was just a chill Regular passionate guy. me neither pass the revolver

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Cinder and Storms

Indra Ōtsutsuki x Reader| Arranged Marriage AU | Word Count: 1,550 Genre: Slow Burn, Angst, Romantic Tension, Drama, Enemies to Reluctant Allies to lovers TW: Power imbalance (discussed), themes of dutywar, emotionally intense moments, arranged marriage

The first time you see him, he doesn't look at you. He stares past you, as if peering through the veil of this world into something far crueler. You’re standing in the Hall of Ancients, your formal robes heavier than the silence between you. They say he's a prodigy, the firstborn of the Sage himself—child of celestial power and terrifying purpose.

They say you're lucky. You don't feel lucky. You feel offered.

"A political marriage is a wise path," says the elder who brought you here. But wisdom doesn't keep your hands from trembling.

He doesn’t bow. Doesn’t smile. He just says,

“So this is what peace costs.”

And your spine snaps straight like a blade unsheathing. “I didn’t ask to be a cost,” you say.

His eyes finally meet yours. Sharp. Surprised. And for the first time, Indra Ōtsutsuki sees you—not a symbol, not an offering. A person.

They give you separate chambers in the palace. A courtesy. Or a warning.

He trains from dawn till dusk, and you wake each day to the sound of steel against steel, chakra like static in the air. You watch him from the shadows of the garden. You don’t speak.

He doesn’t either.

Until the night he finds you in the library, fingers tracing ancient seals.

“You read the old tongues?” he asks. His voice is low, curious, not cruel.

“I study what I’m forced to become part of,” you reply.

Something flickers in his gaze—humor? Respect? Regret? You can’t tell. He steps closer.

“Then you already know," he says, voice dark and hollow, "that peace is only bought in blood.”

Your heart twinges. “Then I hope you're rich.”

Days pass like leaves in the wind—quiet, beautiful, edged with decay.

Indra is distant. But not indifferent. He leaves tea for you in the mornings. Orders extra scrolls for your study. Once, you find a chrysanthemum on your windowsill. No note. Just the flower. Red. Blood-colored. Loyal. Stubborn.

Like him.

You don’t talk about it. But something shifts.

The space between you narrows.

One night, thunder snarls in the distance. You wake, drawn to the storm like it calls your name. And there he is—alone in the training courtyard, shirt clinging to him like a second skin, soaked in rain and grief.

"You're not made of lightning," you say softly. "You’ll catch cold."

He doesn’t turn. “Maybe I want to.”

You walk barefoot through the puddles to him. His chakra buzzes like a live wire.

“Why do you do this to yourself?” you whisper.

His jaw tightens. “Because it’s the only time I feel real.”

You’re quiet a moment. Then, “Let me try something.”

He watches you, wary but still.

You take his hand. It’s cold. Trembling. Slowly, you guide it to your chest, over your heart. “Can you feel it?”

His eyes widen. Your pulse thuds steady beneath his palm.

“You’re real,” you say. “You’re not a weapon.”

He doesn’t pull away.

After that, he lingers.

Not much—just enough to notice. To sit beside you at meals. To correct your stances during sparring, his hands burning against your wrists. To speak your name like a secret, not a sentence.

And once, just once, he laughs. A sharp sound, unused, like thunder cracking after a dry spell. You make a joke about his hair being longer than yours and he actually smiles—not the cold, calculated kind, but something unguarded.

He looks younger, then. Less myth. More man.

But peace is a house built on unstable earth.

Whispers of betrayal slither through the court. Your clan is accused of stirring rebellion. The elders want blood. And once again, you are a symbol.

Indra is silent through it all.

Until you storm into his chambers, hands shaking.

“They want me dead,” you snap. “They want us to break.”

He stands slowly, shadows curling behind him like a second skin.

“I won’t let them.”

You freeze. “Then say it, Indra. Say that I’m not just a placeholder in your war-script life.”

He stares at you, eyes burning with a thousand years of silence.

And then— “I didn’t want this,” he says. “Any of it. Not the power. Not the title. Not a bride I didn’t choose.”

Ouch.

“But,” he continues, stepping close, “if fate insists on writing me into this tragedy—then let me choose how I hold the pen.”

And then he does the unthinkable. He bows.

To you.

“For as long as I breathe,” he murmurs, “no one will hurt you. I swear it on my name.”

Your throat closes. Because this isn’t love. Not yet. But it is something.

And it’s more than you ever hoped to find in the eye of the storm.

Later that night, as the moonlight casts silver across his bedchamber floor, he sits beside you—not touching, not pushing, just there. You rest your head against his shoulder. His hand brushes yours.

“You still think you’re not real?” you whisper.

“I don’t know,” he murmurs.

You close your eyes. “Then I’ll remind you. Every day. Every time you forget.”

And in the quiet between thunder and dawn, Indra Ōtsutsuki—for the first time in his war-forged life—lets someone hold the broken pieces without fear they’ll shatter.

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I don't know guys; this is my first time actually posting a fic on here. hope it's up to par. this is one of my favourites I think. anyways.

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this is so pretty wth

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I love rarepairs. They're my favourite thing in existence. Like OiSuga??? YES PLEASE AND TYY

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names not numbers

The Palestinian Ministry of Health released a report on Thursday, including the names of more than seven thousand Palestinians who were martyred in the Israeli bombing of the Gaza Strip.

Red color highlights 0-4 years old age group

Green color highlights age group 5-17

White color highlights the age group between 18 and 59 years old

Gray color highlights the age group over 60

These are not just names, but people killed in the midst of a brutal war. Remember their names.

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sighs

Sakura my beloved. 🌸 Long time no Naruto fanart.

Insta ● X

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sorry just my wife

Sakura Haruno

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PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Artober day 1: Minato's kids

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wowzers!!!

lovely art!!!

some rough toby doodles before i disappear once again

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i hate how you get desensitized to the cool stuff in your WIP if you've been writing it for a long time so when you read back over it you're like "this isn't as cool as i thought :(" but it still is! you just read it too many times

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I think its really funny that Sae doesn't realize he's rude/ his words may hurt others, cause then that means that he doesn't realize what he said to rin after the U-20 game might have hurt him. He was simply telling his baby brother that he thinks his friend is cool😭😭😔

i hate mischaracterizing characters, so for anyone who wants these, here are some facts/implied info about characters:

isagi is a loner and often skips out on parties and social events. this is because of how shy and awkward he is around other people and loud environments. (light novel, implied in the manga)

it’s impossible for nagi to hate anyone. even if someone is constantly making him work hard or taking his phone and games away, he is always calm and a pacifist. (egoist bible, implied in the manga)

rin is extremely kind and emotional under his stoic and emo exterior. he gives foreign tourists extremely detailed directions and is implied to be a good captain. (light novel, implied in the manga)

rin is also academically stupid in everything other than english. this is because he’s dead set on being a soccer player and therefore sees no point in any class other than english. (light novel)

karasu loves anything he finds special. he thinks that even rin and isagi are mediocre even though their blue lock’s number one, but he had a childhood crush on the only person he found special, a girl named marissa. (egoist bible)

sae doesn’t realize that he’s rude or has any malicious intent when he’s being an asshole. he just says what’s on his mind, no matter how mean or blunt. it’s confirmed that he does have friends, so he’s probably not always like this. (egoist bible, manga)