#& giving opponents the chance to literally pick their battles

[meistoshi]

due to personal reasons (being on undercover brainrot) am once again thinking abt my frontier n badend verses coz in both satoshi takes a more active interest in working to protect various regions & more purposefully offers assistance when he hears about troubles, the only main difference in that regard between the verses being that frontier still sees him travel for the thrill of it & not quite seeking out trouble while badend sees him travel almost primarily To look for troubles to solve

[shuttershocky]

For the record I think Hero Shooters generally don't work for me because the "Hero" and "Shooter" sections push against each other too much.

My issue with the likes of Overwatch isn't just balancing, it's that Hero Shooters devolve into massive laserlight ult standoffs, with none of the readability that a standard MOBA's top-down camera affords.

That's why the most coherent one to me is Apex Legends, with it being a battle royale where the chaos (that Hero style games naturally encourage) IS the point.

Hero abilities and such mean two people are never on truly equal ground, while shooters are all about reflexes and 3D spacial awareness being what gives you the edge. You and your opponent normally have an equal 50/50 chance at each other without an advantage like highground that you didn't actively reach for.

Admittedly, Team Fortress and class-based shooters pushed that a bit by making you pick classes that have different weapons and mechanics, but at least no one was popping an ulti to instantly kill 6 people in a room.

The closest thing TF2 had to an ultimate was the Medic's Ubercharge, and only the medic had it because the Medic's gameplay was primarily healing someone else and needed a flashy, powerful reward to encourage people to pick a class that normally doesn't score kills.

Ubercharges were also conceived of by the TF2 game designers as a part of a pacing tool for TF2 matches. The invincibility it grants allowed a team to break a stalemate.

If everyone's got an ult though, then it stops being a singular moment in a game that changes the pace of the match, especially when someone can answer your ult with their own.

This is also why Blizzard in Overwatch 1 realized they had to remove Mercy's old Ult that resurrected all dead allies at once, because Mercys would literally answer someone's ult with their own, putting the game's current state back to square one.

[sphireath-wisp]

#just for me.

Sypnosis: Things that remind you of them that they keep for themselves (O.P. version)

Warnings: Messy interchanging tenses, not proofread

Featuring: Monkey D. Luffy, Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji x GN! reader

Monkey D. Luffy

I feel like this guy is always covered in bandages. I just feel it. With the amount of trouble he literally leaps himself into, he is almost always covered in injuries 24/7. Chopper would always nag him and chide how reckless his captain can be. It's always 50/50 with Luffy. It's either he totally forgets that the bandages are there or peels them off whenever he has the chance. "The bandages feel so itchy, they always get in the way whenever I fight!" or so Luffy would whine. You know how much of a hassle it can be to keep bandaging him up to Chopper because he'll almost immediately rip them off - not to mention the waste of Chopper's already limited bandage supply on the sea. If your lover wants to act like a kid, you'll treat him like one. You scribble on drawings of you and him and even let him help decorate. Whenever you bandage him up, he doesn't rip them off because he genuinely likes the doodles on them. Though, he's gotten attached... too attached. His wounds should have already healed by now, but he continues to wear them with pride.

"The king of pirates should look like one." Something Luffy firmly believes in. He loves to collect anything Pirate-related. Gold and jewels don't fascinate him as much as that pirate hat or golden hook. Luffy will hoard everything he feels like the king of pirates would or should have. He doesn't care about fame, power, or money - but he wants to feel that rush of adrenaline pumping through his veins, that hunger for the next adventure that makes his heart race, and that wave of joy and relief once he wins a battle. You know how much he loved such an idea, so you couldn't help but buy him a gold necklace, with a miniature fake skull in the middle. You'll watch as he fidgets around with it or shows it off to the crew, beaming with pride. It's like his treasured straw hat, it's almost always on him.

Roronoa Zoro

Zoro likes to wear Bandanas. He doesn't wear them often, but he does like to wear that black bandana he keeps around. You've noticed how dirty and torn up it's gotten, and it would look more like a spider web on Zoro's head rather than a bandana if he wore this. You recently bought a red bandana for Zoro and Chopper picked out a pink one for him, just for shits and giggles. He appreciates the thought you put behind it and you'll notice both of the bandanas tied around his upper right arm. He's started to use his left arm to fight more other than his right, it's almost as if he doesn't want the bandanas to get scraped up in battle. Of course, when there's an actual capable opponent facing him, he will fight will all three of his swords.

You often place bentos next to his swords, insisting that you were just helping Sanji give the bentos out. Being so focused on his training, he almost never properly takes care of himself (like taking showers). His main source of energy is always sake, but there's no way that's good for him. Sanji will help you make bentos for the whole crew, but you feel like he knows it's an excuse to sneak in reminders for Zoro to take care of himself in his bento. Zoro feels like these notes are too precious to throw away, so he has this noticeboard in the crow's nest to stick up all of your notes. Often when you walk in to check up on him, you'll catch him staring at the board of sticky notes signed by you.

Sanji

He probably has a whole collection of knives that he uses to prepare food for the crew, but I feel like a lot of them have already become dull. Obviously, Sanji could just sharpen them again without much time or effort. However, you've heard him grumbling under his breath about being unable to cut up tough parts of meat. You can still remember the struggle he went through to cut open a coconut with his knife. Being the sweetheart that you are, you gave him a whole new knife set for him to use to his heart's extent. He loved much happier while cooking. While he was always focused while cooking, he almost seemed... satisfied to cook with a gift from you. "A kitchen knife is the soul of the cook and my darling, you are the love of my soul and the key to my heart."

I just know this guy keeps a camera around, snapping photos of you from the best angles ever. It's like... when did you get so pretty??? He always keeps at least one in his wallet and because of that, whenever he pulls his wallet out to pay for something in a store, he has to fight that overwhelming urge to buy something for you. He loves to treat you in the best way possible. You are royalty, you are the sun, you are life. You make him the happiest and he could be when you're around. If you wanted to buy out the whole store, there wouldn't be a single second of hesitation before he's emptying his wallet for you.

[simp999]

A New Home Ch. 17

Various! Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd! Reader

Wc: 1.8k

Back to the start! Previous Next

It’s toe-to-toe, and the both of you are fighting for first place. This final lap decides the winner. You’re a second behind Mask for most of the third lap, and it’s not looking good on your end. You’re nearly done the race, but you managed to pick up an item. A green shell. Well, it’s not the worst. Now you just have to snipe him just right. You wait until the last second of the race, where it’s a straight stretch. You’ve got one chance.

‘Let go…now!’

You hear Mask cry out in shock, and the sound of the winning theme play.

“YES!” your arms shoot up, one hand still holding the controller. That was the closest you’ve ever been to an opponent. You usually managed to beat Leo, only giving him the win if you didn’t feel like going all out.

You give Mask a closed-eyed smile, and he squints his eyes at you and looks away in annoyance. It’s light-hearted though, you can only tell because you can barely see the way his cheeks move up under his mask. 

You put the controller down, content with how you played.

“Ya’ll want some drinks? I’m goin’ downstairs to grab some snacks.”

Aloha’s holding the door handle, ready to make his way into the party.

Mask wants an energy drink, Skull asks for soda, and Army goes on a short rant about how much sugar is in both of those drinks and how bad they are for them. Just about what you’d expect. You ask if you can get a bottle of inkling-safe water, and Aloha goes downstairs.

You get up from your seat, sitting back beside Skull. You’re about to pull out your phone to not make things weird, but after shuffling through his pockets, Skull silently offers you something.

It’s a lollipop.

You giggle at how serious he looks, and take it with a small ‘thanks’.

He nods, then waits a moment before explaining himself.

“...Not a lot of people can beat Mask. You’re pretty skilled, not only at ranked and turf, it seems.”

Right, back to that. Always back to how you battle. Army notices the slight annoyance written across your face that nobody else could have spotted. He must have done research on how to recognize emotions like that.

“Have you completed the volumes you checked out at the library?”

“The…carp. I forgot about those. I didn’t even end up going back to the library after hanging out at that cafe with Skull.”

“Yoooou hung out with Skuuull? Didn’t know you two were clooose.”

Mask seems irritated, but you can’t quite tell why. In the manga it was stated that the S4 don’t necessarily get along, they’re just there to be strong teammates, so maybe that’s what it is.

“Nah, it was pure coincidence. It was my first time meeting him.”

Skull nods to back up your statement by nodding in agreement. Aloha walks in and gives everyone their drinks and begins to chug his glass of punch. Mask turns towards the tv, away from the rest of the group, to lift up his gasmask and drink his energy drink.

“Yeah, they gave me their ice cream.”

Aloha quickly turns his head towards Skull,

“Who did? D’I miss somethin’? Have you two hung out before?”

You caught the way Army and Mask both turned their heads just as quickly as Aloha did. This is definitely getting out of hand. You sigh at Skull for being such an airhead, and try to clear things up, talking about what happened, leaving out the part where Aviator joined you guys.

“I dunnooo dude, seems kinda like a date to me~”

“ ‘Loha we literally just met.”

“I’m just buggin’! You guys ready to actually party now or what?”

Mask groans at that, but he knew it was inevitable. He must have made a deal with Aloha earlier or something. Army quickly scribbles something down in his manual, presumably finishing up. Skull sits up and makes his way toward the door. You follow along, taking a deep breath in and out, preparing yourself for the overwhelmingly loud music and bright lights.

You stick next to Aloha for the most part, and you can tell he’s a natural at parties. He looks like he’s right at home, the way he so smoothly dances through the crowd, and makes up short but fun conversations with the guests. You feel much more comfortable following behind him, not only because he’s the perfect party guy, but you also have some of the scariest players in Inkopolis following you around, giving anyone a glare if they seem like they’re about to approach you.

Army’s quickly caught on that you don’t enjoy talking about your battling skills, and what else is expected to be spoken about at a party only involving strong players?

Mask is struggling with the way he feels about you, all he knows is that he likes hanging out with you. Which is really weird for him, but he knows that you don’t treat him like this godly idol like some others do.

It’s also rare for people to treat Skull like a normal person, given that he’s the biggest and strongest S4 member. Usually, people tend to outright avoid him. Maybe it’s his resting mean face. He’s not really trying to separate the crowd, really, he’s just big. And scary. And might have a slight RBF.

Aloha isn’t trying to divert the crowd, it’s actually quite the opposite, people always crowding him and wanting to talk to him. But he makes sure to look back often, still worried about how you’re doing with all the people, and lights, and sounds, and heat- you get it. Parties can get really overwhelming, and he’s already seen how good you are in this place.

You make it to the main room again, and you’re quick to run off after spotting an inkling wearing glasses and spiky hair. You hug him right away, seeing Tasha and Leo standing right next to him.

“Where have you been? We couldn’t find you for the longest time!”

“I went upstairs to find somewhere to hide from the crowd, it’s all good now, sorry for making you worry!”

“I’m so sorry about separating from you, I know you don’t like people and this place must be terrible to be alone in for you!-”

You can tell Milo’s about to start ranting, as he does in his big brother mode, but thankfully Tasha sums it up for you.

“We can always leave anytime if you’re uncomfortable, you know.”

You’re glad you have such awesome teammates. You still felt bad about making them worry, though. You reassure them that you're alright.

"So you don't want to go home?"

"No, no, we can stay here and have fun if you guys are enjoying yourselves." You look over at Leo, who's stuffing his face with chips. 

"These your teammates? I underestimated them, but they seem like good people." Aloha jumps into the conversation, liking how well your teammates are treating you. It seems you trust each other, and that makes for a good, strong team. 

You see Leo in your peripheral view and see the way he just about dies at the sight of Aloha right in front of him. His idol? Right there?? This must feel like a dream come true to him. 

You snicker at him, and turn to Aloha.

"Looks like you have a big fan that wants to meet you, 'Loha." You say, gesturing behind him, at Leo.

He turns his head to greet his fan, and you smile, glad that you could make Leo's day.

You look over at Tasha, and see that standing next to her is Bamboo.

"Oh, hey! The yellow-green team's here?"

She nods, looking over at Tasha, then back to you,

"Everybody but our leader. We are a strong team, after all." 

"Speaking of Rider, we haven't seen him in a while." A voice that you can tell is usually quiet does its best to make itself heard over the crowd and music, and you turn your head to see Stealth. 

"Oh, hey, sweetheart! I'm sure he's doing alright, he's strong enough to protect himself if he gets into any trouble."

He looks away, still unused to how carefree you seem to be with him compared to others.

“I hope so…”

The rest of the S4, besides Aloha who was just finishing taking selfies with Leo, finally manage to shake off their fans. Mask comes and sort of hides behind you, Army comes to stand to your left side, and Skull to your right.

“Soooo, these are your teeeeamates?”

“Yup, this is the fam. Leo’s quite the gamer, so I think he might be a good opponent for you. We should host a Squid Racer tournament one day.”

The last part was lighthearted, not meant to be taken seriously, but it could be fun if you guys actually tried to set something up.

It was surprisingly quiet between the group, moreso than you would have expected, namely from Milo. Milo speechless? Not a sight you’d thought you’d ever see. But hey, these are their idols, you get it. Tasha, well, she doesn't talk much anyways, but she’s definitely staring at Skull in awe. You and your team are probably the only ones who can tell, because it probably seems like more of a scowl if any outsider were to see it. Skull’s looking back in curiosity, which looks more like a staring contest.

“Man, you guys are so quiet and boring! This isn’t the best time to chit-chat n hang out since it’s so loud and getting late, so how about we all meet up soon?”

You’re still iffy about getting too close to the main characters, but the rest of your team comes to silent agreement before you have the chance to say anything.

“Sure. We can have lunch together on Friday?”

Tasha sounded more stern than she had hoped, but she’s definitely more leader material when it comes to timings than you, so there’s no stopping her.

The S4 check and clear their schedules, and make time for lunch with your team.

You wave goodbye to the S4 and any other acquaintances that are looking at you, before turning towards the door. As soon as Leo gets away from Aloha, he immediately lets his body slump out of exhaustion. It seems he likes to push himself too far at times. Milo picks him up to give him a piggyback ride, and Tasha follows behind the group, to watch out for everyone.

Next part

May.12.23

[smokeybrand]

Uncomfortable Truths

I read this news report the other day, about a basketball game where a transwoman played in a women’s league game. She literally injured three players on the opposite team. There was a visible difference in both height, build, and athleticism. Like, ma was out here rag doling her opponents for loose balls and steals. Sh*t was egregious. It got so bad, the opposite team had to forfeit because they basically ran out of players. Admittedly, they were already riddled with injury, but this transwoman picking off three more left the squad with five, total, healthy players. That nonsense is a f*cking farcical. It’s sh*t like this which frustrates the hell out of me because it makes all the bigots look right in their hatred. I’m all about living your truth and support your right to finding happiness, but sh*t like this is patently absurd to me. Real harm has been done to these girls because this transwoman grew up playing against other boys and men. That physicality is ingrained into us. We bang in the post, foul hard on shots, and battle hard in the scrum for loose balls. If Shaq has to ice his shoulders after games because of all the beatings he took in the paint against dudes smaller than him, what chance does a bunch of high school girls have against a transwoman damn near a foot taller and thirty pounds heavier? Transwomen are women but it’s nuts to think they don’t have a very physical advantage over biological women. That trans swimmer from Penn was ranked abysmally when she competed with men.

The minute she switched to women, she absolutely dominated, almost always first or second in the nation. You’re nuts if you think that wasn’t strictly because she’d spent the majority of her life as a male, reaping all of those biological benefits for decades. A year on estrogen ain’t diminishing that. Or that sprinter from a while ago who was intersex. She sued the Olympic board after she was banned but, you know, ma has actual balls. They were internal and severely atrophied, but still produced testosterone, which was enough to register on a test and give her an unfair advantage. She lived her entire life benefiting from physical superiority, based on her male biology. Sure, she identified as a woman and was raised as one, but you don’t get to compete with women when you have a clear and distinct advantage they do not. Everyone is so caught up in how transpeople feel, that they are absolutely stomping over how everyone else feels. I understand that transfolks want to belong. I do. I get that. And there are certain spaces where that can be a thing. I don’t think sports is one of them, not if you want fair competition, anyway. There’s a reason why the WNBA exists. There’s a reason why there’s a WPGA. There’s even a Women’s division in the WWE and that sh*t is fake. Acknowledging the difference in physicality between genetically male and female is not bigotry. It’s not offensive. It’s basic common sense and should be approached as such.

[itsnothingofinterest]

Helo, I know you believe the “shigaraki is the final villain” take so I was wondering what you think abt the power difference between him and midoriya? I’m not a huge fan of the take but if that is how it turns out, I feel like Midoriya won’t be able to defeat tomura on his own. Shigaraki was able to take on dozens of pro heroes with varying quirks during the war arc, not to mention his own quirks being erased for a lot of that battle. He can literally destroy his body over and over and it wouldn’t matter because he has super regeneration. Midoriya is also insanely OP right now, but I just can’t imagine he’d be able to kill/defeat Shigaraki when he has probably hundreds of quirks and an indestructible body. Apologies if you’ve already talked about this in a post

It's fine. This is actually something I haven't talked about. And honestly, you may have touched on a big reason why I think Shigaraki's the better final battle for Deku; and why I almost don't want to answer you’re question to much, going over specific "hows" and the like of such a confrontation. Tomura’s the strongest piece on the board with Deku his only competition.

I'm a big fan of the theme of "heroes should have to put in the effort to win the best outcome". Y'know; grit, determination, the heroic spirit, Plus Ultra, that stuff. Similarly, I'm opposed to them utilizing cheep tactics, taking easy outs, or getting handed their wins. It's a big reason I'm not a fan of the war arc so far; things are so heavily stacked in the heroes favour that the Shigaraki fight and maybe the Spinner fight are the only ones that could conceivably give the heroes considerable trouble, the former only from Deku's absence and the latter only because victory grants an escape route and a means to cause trouble elsewhere. Otherwise, this war has too many "how to wins" for my liking; the heroes will win with their superiors numbers, with their superior resources, with the prep-time they got to plan specific counters for every real threat.

So like, the idea of Deku having to face an opponent stronger than him, that can match his wits, his spirit, is cool! He hasn't really been the underdog like that since...maybe Muscular...maybe the final exam with All Might...maybe even the first fight with Bakugou where he couldn't even use his quirk. And yet, some of the best fights in the series were underdog fights that lacked such "hows". All Might fighting against AFO, his nemesis and the only man in the world more powerful than him. The Meta Liberation Army, with their vast numbers and resources, VS Shigaraki and the 5 surviving members of his friend group whom he picked up of the street. And they slapped.

(Although; I will say you're maybe giving Tomura a bit to much credit. In the first war he actually fought just 1 dozen; I counted. And I counted guys like Manual & Rock Lock, who were just there to carry Aizawa, and Iida & Nejire, who just showed up at the end to get a hit off. And he's since gotten the million hands thing and his body doesn't fall apart anymore but...that's about it. Get Deku up to 100% with all 6 vestige quirks, and he’ll stand a chance 1-on-1.)

Anyway, I guess the best answer I...want to give you...is what I said before. "grit, determination, the heroic spirit, Plus Ultra, that stuff". Like All Might before him, and also Shigaraki himself in between those 2 points.

[panoramicvacuum]

Some thoughts on JN118 because this is likely the last time the pokeani is going to give me any kind of Steven content, and I might as well lay out why I have a bone to pick with the writers.

Aside from the fact that the battle itself didn't have the kind of high caliber spectacle I was hoping for in a match between Champions (no set up strategy from either Ash or Steven of any kind? It felt very "hit it until it stops moving" which really doesn't feel very impressiven for two trainers who apparently are tops in the world. Also the fact that the Iris v Cynthia match before was so amazing, heck even the Diantha v Lance match, made this feel very meh in comparison), the fact of the matter is they used absolutely zero of Steven's history with Ash in this match.

There was no story or meaning to this battle. Ash's opponent could have been literally anyone. It didn't matter that it was Steven, bc Steven didn't interact with Ash in any meaningful way.

Steven's dialogue was lifted straight from the games, from his little "I'm the strongest there is" to his post match speech being almost identical to what he says after your beat him in Ruby/Sapphire. Those are words for any generic trainer (you, the player character). It is impersonal and reduces Ash and Steven's relationship to nothing.

This is in such stark contrast to everyone else in the Masters 8. Cynthia has close personal connections to both Iris and Ash, and she's allowed to show it. Here they wipe any history Steven might have with Ash clean for some reason. No mention of anything from XY (even though Alain is standing *right* there, too), no mention of Wallace telling him about his own run in with Ash this season (which foreshadows them meeting in this tournament). Steven even says to Ash at the start of the tournament "I finally get the chance to battle you" like he knows who Ash is.

And then it's never shown.

I don't know why they'd choose to do something like this and squander the potential to build both Ash and Steven's character, but they have. If this is supposed to be a great personal journey for Ash to the top, don't reduce such a pivotal battle to something so generic and devoid of meaning. Seeing Steven as a generic stand in for his game persona, and disregarding all of his established characterization from earlier seasons of the anime was a disappointment. (He didn't even talk to Alain ffs) Without getting into more of the specifics of the battle itself, this is my number one reason for why JN118 was a let down, for me.

[theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction]

My Mistakes

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: On Sarkaar, Loki thought his good news would make you smile but it opens up an old wound.

You picked up the dagger that was hanging off a rusted chain, weighing the metal in your palm before promptly cutting it through the air. It was light and flexible but it didn’t feel like it would deal a heavy blow to your opponent.

Setting it back, you let out a huff as you gazed over your options once more.

“What are you doing?” Loki asked from behind. You weren’t entirely surprised that he sought you out after leaving you and Thor to fend for yourselves in this backwater place.

“Getting ready.”

There was a small, albeit confused chuckle from the Asgardian, “Well, I have something wonderful to tell you. I spoke to the Grand Master and he’s granted you a pardon. Exclusive - one time only deal.”

You pursed your lips at a double-ended spear, “Uh-huh...” you mused.

“Did you hear what I just said? I pulled some strings and now you don’t have to fight.”

“Oh, I heard. But I think I’ll take my chances out on that battlefield instead of taking your supposed offer.” 

Reaching up for the weapon, you held it with a firm grip prepared to pull it down when Loki placed his hand over yours.

“Please.” Loki implored, tired of it all. “I’m trying to help.”

Pulling your hand away, you finally turned to face the man who stole and broke your heart.

“Why now? You literally refused to help when Thor and I landed here. You can’t just turn around and change your mind with a snap of your fingers.” The tone you took was cold and emotionless. Looking him up and down, you scoffed. “Maybe you can... to you, matters of the heart can be washed away like mud on stone.”

This conversation was long overdue and he was deserving of it.

“You’re right to be upset - to be mad. I’ve lied to you, made errors of judgement. In my blindness I’ve been cruel and unyielding. Generally, I’ve been awful.” He criticised. Casting his eyes down briefly, Loki chose his next words carefully. 

“But in my chaotic life, you’re the only person I’ve been sure about. The only one who truly holds my heart.”

His words, like a dagger, pierced deep into your heart. For years, all you wanted to do was run into his arms and sink to the floor, safe and at peace. But Loki was complicated and you didn’t have the gift of foresight to warn you of his misguided intentions or his bubbling anger towards the Crown or when he’d choose to fake his death. 

Yes, you loved him with everything but that didn’t mean that you forgave him. And after finding him posing as Odin for last two years, you promised that if you were ever given the chance, you would make his heart ache.

“I’m tired of this dance, Loki.”

There was a loud crackle overhead as the Grand Master’s voice boomed across what seemed to be the whole planet.

“And starting in the next five minutes is a gruesome battle between our very own Skin Eater and a stranger from a distant land who knows the Lord of Thunder.”

You grabbed the spear quickly and looked at Loki. Giving him a shrug, you took a step backwards towards the door.

“I’ve been summoned.” You told him and turned around only to be faced with the same man. “What the...?” 

“I’m truly sorry about this.” Loki apologised before he blew yellow dust into your face that made you incredibly sleepy. As your body began to go limp, the Asgardian made quick work of carrying you far from the arena. “You’re done paying for my mistakes.”

Masterlist here

[tooweirdforyou]

Hellooo!!! It's me the peanut. Can I request headcanons of Law, Kid & Zoro with a S/O that fights dirty (not literally)?... Well only in the battle. I don't know if you call that fighting dirty but I shall explain what S/O can. They have not a devil fruit power. They only have a one sword and have great skills.

They're very smart and do ANYTHING to defeat a enemy. Like S/O grabs (if they have the chance) the enemy's weapon and use it against them. If they fight against a enemy that has devil-fruit power then they (try it) use it against them like for example if the enemy turns the floor into fire then S/O use the floor. S/O also use their friends weapon against the enemies. The S/O use ANYTHING what is available in the room/place. Even the room itself. It doesn't matter what is, it doesn't matter what kind abilities they have. Even it's a risk they are still gonna do it. Also because they fought so long like that for survival before they meet the pirates... And they still fights dirty.

And yeah.... That's it. I hope it's not confusing and/or difficult request. Take your time.

Law, Kid, Zoro With A S/O That Fights Dirty

a/n : thanks for requesting again! :D this was interesting to me but I wasn’t quite too sure about how to.. explain things with the boys if that makes sense so I hope you still enjoy it! :)

These are pretty short :( I’m sorry.

Summary : these boys with a significant other that plays / fights dirty in battle.

Law

Law would be staring at you with disbelief and just blank expression as you fight your opponents so dirty.

He just sweatdrops at the sight, just speechless as he watches you somehow use your opponent’s devil fruit or skills against them. He’s secretly impressed though despite how astonishing you are.

So when you are attacking the opponent, you pretend to be knocked down instantly, landing onto the ground with a thud. Law knows you’re not weak, knowing how strong you are so hes confused.

When your opponent goes over towards you to confirm that you’re taken down, that’s when you decide to get up and sneak an attack from below them, knocking them out within seconds.

It was such a dirty trick that the other opponents are ridiculing you and cursing you but you didn’t care, you just were glad it worked out in the end.

“You shouldn’t have done that, [Name]-ya, that was pretty risky.”

“I handled it decently though, right?”

“With a dirty trick..”

-

Kid

I believe Kid would be most amused and has the most respect towards you when you do this, not giving a damn what you do or how you do it.

So when he sees you for the first time, manipulating your opponent by ridiculing him and messing with him by giving him small injuries at a time, Kid is just full of laughs.

Seeing you jump around behind him as the opponent spins trying to find you, you provoking and insulting him, whilst flicking his head, teasing him for not being able to stop you or doing stupid things like tripping him so he falls and pick up his weapon is the most entertaining thing he’s seen.

When you trip your opponent and pick up their weapon, you’re spinning it around to get a good feel before sitting on top of them so they can’t get up, whilst pointing the weapon at their face. It was humiliating for your opponent, yet so amusing for Kid.

“What child’s play.”

“Not bad at all, [Name]. Some badass moves you pulled just now.”

“Of course, this is nothing.”

-

Zoro

Zoro likes an honorable fight. He won’t be too impressed with you fighting dirty like that instead of fighting fair, but he does respect you a bit for your skills.

You remind him a bit of Nami, who’s manipulative and such, but he understands why you do it, because you grew up around Pirates so it makes sense for the fighting style you use.

He’ll watch you while dealing with his fight, seeing you use the many items around you to aid in your battle. You even went as far as to distract your opponent by pointing out the window. “Woah! There’s a hot woman outside!”

Foolishly, the opponent would turn around and you would kick him in his area before taking his sword and slashing him down with him in pain in more ways than one.

Zoro wouldn’t even know what to say when he sees it for the first time. It’s not honorable at all so he doesn’t like it but you do you.

However, seeing your dirty play with kicking him in his private area only made him scrunch his nose and grunt at it, feeling very small pity for your opponent.

“Oi, what the hell was that?..”

“I beat him.”

“... okay.”

-

A/N : heyyy, I really hoped you liked this! This was pretty interesting but much apologies if this isn’t what you were expecting! ;-; sorry it’s short too!

[serotocin38]

Sparring Headcanon

So throughout the MXTX novels, there are scenes about the main couple fighting against some big bad together. And it’s always some epic teamwork that proves that they’re meant for each other, and it’s great.

But maybe it’s just me, but I want more scenes about them fighting each other, like sparring. I know there are a few instances of the main pairing fighting/sparring in pre-relationship times (very good for sexual tension, I approve), but it’s just not the same as post-relationship sparring. Hear me out:

I always have this nagging little thought at the back of my head about how post-relationship fighting/sparring would work with each couple:

BINGQIU

~SQQ would be the one to bring it up in some blunt manner (he’s been around Liu-shidi too much recently), maybe at breakfast one morning ~“Binghe, let’s fight.” *LBH stumbles and nearly pours a bowl of hot congee down his open robes* ~LBH has a hard time understanding why SQQ wants to spar with him. He’s very much afraid he will hurt his husband. ~SQQ was really only nostalgic while watching his disciples train and now that things have settled down, he hasn’t had much of a chance to really use Xiu Ya. ~He is also completely aware that there is no way he will win against LBH, but he doesn’t want LBH to hold back either. ~LBH definitely holds back. He gets hit by the fan several times when SQQ realizes. ~When LBH finally actually puts some effort into sparring (but still holding back a bit), he pins SQQ after a decent match (considering SQQ is sparring the protagonist) ~They’re lying on the ground, SQQ under LBH. Xiu Ya is embedded in the ground some feet away, and Zheng Yang is held near SQQ’s throat. And there is something hard poking at SQQ’s thigh. ~Almost every sparring match ends this way (even if SQQ takes care of that business first), and after a few days of being ravished in the middle of the day, SQQ doesn’t ask LBH to spar anymore. ~LBH asks hopefully a few times, but SQQ just tells him to go fight his Liu-shishu because he cannot have his students see his disheveled, post-sex face in the middle of the day again. ~Eventually they compromise and spar at night instead.

WANGXIAN

~It did not start as a spar. LWJ was correcting the juniors forms in the training yard one morning, and WWX had just woken up. He sat sleepily under a tree near the training fields, eating carrots meant for the rabbits.  ~After a bit, he got bored, so he decided to go play teaching assistant. He followed behind LWJ, giving additional tips. ~LWJ is fondly exasperated, and he tells WWX to stop teaching the juniors unconventional forms when they were supposed to be learning the Lan techniques. WWX argues that what he is teaching is Lan techniques. ~One of the juniors asked how WWX knows the Lan techniques. WWX boasts that he knows them very well, simply from observing LWJ. ~Not that LWJ doubts his husband’s abilities, but his Lan pride does not believe that someone can learn their family sword techniques simply by watching ~The juniors definitely add fuel to the flame by wanting see WWX put these techniques to use. WWX tries getting out of it with his usual excuses of how he can’t wield a sword as well without spiritual energy, etc. ~LWJ mentions that sword techniques don’t need spiritual energy to perform. He says that all the disciples are not allowed to use spiritual energy in their attacks until they are proficient in the techniques. ~WWX is eventually persuaded and digs Suibian out from some closet. He is definitely rusty with the sword, but after a bit of warm-up, the muscle memory kicks in. ~He performs the Lan clan sword forms almost perfectly. The juniors are amazed, and LWJ is pretty impressed as well. The juniors want to see if WWX can apply those techniques to a fight and they banded together to encourage a spar between LWJ and WWX ~Feeling confident with his ego boosted so much, WWX challenges LWJ to a fight, purely using the techniques, no spiritual energy. ~LWJ succumbs to the pressure (he can’t say no to WWX). ~They end up more or less evenly matched. LWJ strikes faster and is mostly on the offensive, but WWX is able to predict his moves in advance, so he’s able to block with incredible accuracy. ~They spend most of the morning sparring without one person having more of an advantage over the other. Eventually, it’s time for other lessons for the juniors. ~LWJ is a little bit embarrassed about getting so carried away, but he doesn’t say so. He just sends the juniors away. ~WWX is pretty gleeful, feeling like he won because he managed to hold off LWJ for so long. LWJ gives him the win, of course, because he’s both impressed and doesn’t care for winning or losing. ~WWX breathlessly says he’s happy to spar again anytime. From that day forward, Suibian sees the outside of its sheath more often. 

HUALIAN

~XL finds out one day that no one actually taught HC how to fight. He just kind of picked up a sword and swung it around and winged it this whole time. ~XL, a martial god with an obsession with martially talented youth, is both amazed and horrified. He takes it upon himself to teach HC. They spend a few hours every other day going over proper sword forms. ~HC likes these lessons much more than the calligraphy ones. But of course, he pretends not to know what he’s doing, “messing up” the most basic things so that XL would put his arms around him and wrap his hands around E-Ming to show him ~(E-Ming sometimes acts out a bit too just so that XL would hold him) ~(XL eventually finds out and puts E-Ming in time-out to watch while HC uses a non-sentient sword to practice. E-Ming behaves perfectly afterwards.) ~XL is not stupid either. He knows that HC is purposefully messing up (he does the same thing during calligraphy lessons, after all). So he eventually he tells HC to concentrate and to do it properly ~Of course HC listens. And when he actually puts in the effort to learn, he’s an incredibly quick study. Within an hour, he’s got everything down. ~XL tests him with a match, and he is very generous with his compliments during the match, and HC of course, has to reciprocate. ~”San Lang, your footwork is very good, just like I taught you!”  “It’s all due to Gege’s splendid teaching.”  “No, no, San Lang is just an incredibly talented student! You pick up on things very fast and your memory is very good too.” “Dianxia is too kind. I am only trying to match Gege’s martial skill to be somewhat of a worthy opponent.” ~It becomes more of a verbal battle than a physical one, swords clashing and literally being held there while they exchange words in close proximity ~It would be a ridiculous match to witness (not that HC would let anyone witness it and live to tell the tale) ~Eventually, HC’s smooth talking gets XL flustered and HC wins on accident ~XL jokingly accuses HC of distracting him to win, and HC immediately takes XL’s hand and presses it to his own chest, against his heart, which is beating much faster than it should even though they were “sparring” ~”You’re wrong, Gege. It was you who was distracting me.” ~It’s disgustingly cheesy and XL didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He decides that he sucks as a teacher, or HC sucks as a student because there was no way they can get anywhere with any kinds of lessons when all they end up doing is flirting.

[funtimebunnyblog]

Hi!! I’ve got a request. I’m not sure if you’ve seen WandaVision or if you watch MCU movies, but I have one that relates to it. How do you think the pillarmen would react to their lovely s/o having abilities like Scarlet witch? Telekinesis, Telepathy, manipulation of reality, force fields, etc. S/o can also technically have flight by using her telekinesis powers too. She’s incredibly powerful! But isn’t physically powerful.

Oh yes! 😮😍🤩 I love Marvel! I grew up watching the movies a lot (you can thank my older brother for that 🤪) and I LOVE this idea, Anon! ❤❤❤

However, I have not seen WandaVision 😭😭😭 IT LOOKS SO GOOD! But I have cruddy internet due to the fact I live far out into the woods 😔 (and the internet has once again thrown spoilers into my eyes like pepperspray) sooo... I can only hope one day I will get the chance to enjoy it 😅

Either way, I do hope you enjoy this! I'm so sorry this took a little longer than anticipated 😅😇 I promise after this request we'll be back to our regularly scheduled writing!

The Pillarmen (separate) with an s/o that has abilities similar to Scarlet Witch...

(Under the cut for length...)

Kars:

• Kars always found your powers intriguing to say the least.

• Even when he first came to the realization that you possessed some sort of "super human" abilities, he found himself wanting nothing more than to study you.

• Perhaps you had done this to yourself by craft or perhaps not...

• In either case, you both were a couple with same differences.

• You could be out there trying to rise to greater power or status (much like he had done crafting his stonemasks), or even go so far as to try and take over the world with your abilities...

• The only problem being that you only found real use for them when reaching for the T.V. remote when it was too far away or manipulating time itself when you were late for work.

• Kars considered giving you some encouragement in using your powers for more but you held no interest in being "powerful" despite the fact you were already powerful!

• And then there was also the matter of you putting your telepathy to use...

• "Are you in the kitchen?" The ghostly whisper of your voice echoing through his mind never failed to send a shiver down his spine.

• "Yes." He replied, frowning into empty air. "Bring me a popsicle." Came the mental command, only making him sigh aloud. "Why can you not just get up and get it yourself? The living room is literally one room over!"

• "You're closer." The simple reply only made him roll his eyes. "And you're the one with super Human abilities, dear." He responded, unable to stop the curl of his lip into a little smirk.

• He was certain he had you now.

• The massive Pillarman could only blink as the fridge to his right started to emanate with a glowing crimson mist, the door suddenly swinging open by itself.

• A single blue popsicle encased in the same mist picked itself out of the freezer and dangled in the air before him before flying out of the kitchen and into the living room before his very eyes.

• "Thanks for reminding me, honey!" Your cheery voice chirped, echoing off the walls of his brain.

• Kars supposed he just had to be content that you were happy with yourself by doing what you wished with your powers...

• Even if it only encouraged you to be lazy.

Esidisi:

• Esidisi, much like Kars, finds you to be a fascinating creature indeed.

• He had no idea that Humans could do such wonderful things without the aid of some kind of craft; like the stonemask that blessed him his own powers.

• He finds it hilarious, not to mention adorable, that you had all sorts of incredible abilities at your disposal and yet... you carried out your life like a normal Human.

• You went to work and paid bills for crying out loud.

• Even from the moment you two met, he always asked you to do things both crazy and (a lot of the times) not a little dangerous.

• He'd ask you to levitate off the ground to reach for something even though he was tall enough to get it, simply because he was amazed you could do so.

• Or he'd plead with you to take him to another reality so he could fight with the robot-pirate empire.

• The man especially got a kick out of the probability manipulation part of your powers.

• "Say, what's the probability my bathtub will be overflowing with rubber ducks when I go in?" He questioned with a grin.

• You pursed your lips, only half paying attention as you were invested in a video game. You hadn't exactly heard his question but still chose to give an answer.

• "Hmm, 170%." Came the reply.

• That was all the Pillarman needed to hear before Esidisi was excitedly scurrying towards the bathroom, practically bouncing as he stopped to make a grab for the doorhandle.

• It was only in that moment when his question truly sunk in with you, making you blink olwishly as you spun around in your seat to stop him. "--WAIT!"

• Too late.

• The flood of rubber ducks hitting him and sweeping him away down the hall as soon as he flung open the door was highly unexpected but very much welcomed by him.

• If anything, you were happy he didn't have a way to obtain these powers himself; then you would have to really use your powers to fix even more problems he made with them.

• However, you wouldn't deny he helped you get some good practice in when making all sorts of requests...

Wamuu:

• Your powers made Wamuu view you as a worthy opponent for a Human, even long before he fell head over heals for you.

• Before meeting you, he had no idea Humans could obtain such incredible feats and abilities.

• He was under the impression that Hamon was the limitation to Human powers.

• But it was more than clear to him that you weren't exactly a fighter despite the fact you could use them for battle.

• After a little persuasion on his part however, he managed to coax you into sparring or training with him in your free time, making the Warrior absolutely elated to see you in action.

• Fighting against you was exhilarating and actually a challenge to Wamuu, he greatly enjoyed every second of it.

• You could easily deflect sharp blasts of his wind with your force fields like nothing.

• To his astonishment, there was not so much as a hair out of place the time he decided to use his Divine Sandstorm on you.

• "Now, make sure you hold onto me and don't let go." You ordered, smiling softly as his massive arms wrapped around your body.

• Wamuu cocked an eyebrow curiously, frowning down at you where you also held him. You had brought him outside and told him that you were going to show him something.

• "What is--?" The Pillarman's words died on his tongue as he suddenly felt his feet lift off the ground, a weightlessness overtaking his body as if he were nothing but a balloon filled with helium.

• He looked down with wide eyes to find that you and him were hovering right off the ground... no, flying!

• The two of you were actually flying and without wings too!

• You could only laugh at his shocked expression, going higher into thee air with every second. His clothes and the wires of his headgear flapped in an invisible breeze as you took him all the way up into the sky.

• Wamuu finally found his voice, his shocked expression now carrying a HUGE smile as his eyes glittered with delight. "My beloved, you're-- You're something absolutely extraordinary!"

• Your powers and the way you use them will never cease to amaze and impress Wamuu. No matter how many times he sees them it always seemed like you had a trick up your sleeve.

Santana:

• From the moment he laid eyes on you, Santana knew there was something very different about you.

• Something... magical. Out of this world.

• You weren't like any other Human he had ever encountered before (and he had definitely me his share of oddball Humans in his life).

• At first he thought that your super Human abilities were some kind of offspring or held some direct link to that "Hamon" ability he knew Humans practiced...

• But with more examination, more time spent with you and some reassurance on your part, he came to find it was in fact something completely different.

• Always curious, Santana liked to watch you use your powers even for just the little things like moving furniture or turning the lightswitch off from across the room.

• Crash! You had heard the vase break form the other room and weren't surprised to find Santana standing over the shattered remains of pottery.

• The red-head looked surprisingly sheepish, he hadn't meant to break it. "Sorry." Was all he said, baby blue eyes dropping down to the mess on the floor.

• A smile appeared as you waved your hand in the air, a bright red fog following your movement. "Don't worry about it," you hummed.

• Santana only stared, lips parted and eyes wide as the pieces suddenly reformed in mid-air. It was as if time went backwards before his very eyes and before he knew it, the vase was standing before him where the mess of shards once was; completely unscathed.

• "See?" You laughed, more than a little amused to see him so astonished. "No problem."

• A soft smile found its way to Santana's lips. You watched the Pillarman lean down and wrap his hands around the pottery gingerly, picking it up and turning it in his palms to check for any signs of breakage.

• "Impressive..." he murmured, making you feel a little boost in pride.

• You couldn't stop yourself from jumping, a yelp escaping your lips, in surprise as Santana suddenly threw the vase down hard on the floor, smashing it to even tinier bits than before.

• His eyes fell on you, still reeling from shock, as he pointed to the mess. "Again?" He questioned.

• ...with great power came great responsibility. And great messes to clean.

• You could only hope he wouldn't break all your plates next just to see you fix them.

[akatsukinojutsu]

gods of the mortal world -- uchiha madara / pain

req: @madaras-tiny-diamond​ :  Soo for the request.. ahem.. i think ill go with one of my favorites (took sometime to decide:)) ) I'll request a threesome with these two Gods-literally never seen a fic or Hcs with this on tumblr

You find yourself between two gods -- Madara and Pain (an alternate timeline, heh)

warnings: NSFW content below as well as non-con elements!

You panted heavily as you ran through the battlefield. Around you were an indescribable amount of dead bodies of the shinobi that attempted to fight off their opponents. Panic and adrenaline ran heavily through your veins. It wasn’t until you were able to be alone on an overlooking rock to the battlefield that you were able to get a chance to calm down.

Your body collapsed under you and your chest heaved heavily as you tried to calm your breathing. Deep breath in through the nose and deep out through the mouth.

Your eyes clenched tightly and you were startled by the sounds of feet pounding onto the ground near you. “[Y/N], you did well.” the voice was from a familiar male. Behind you were the two gods among men, Uchiha Madara and Pain. Madara was the one who spoke, his arms were crossed and his lips were in a smirk. You didn’t reply. Pain took a step toward you, “We’re pleased with your willingness to give up your comrades for our plan.” He stopped before you before taking a knee. His hand pushed some messy strands from your face, his painted fingers twisted some of it in his fingers.

 Guilt washed over you now as you recalled all the people you sacrificed just to get a taste of the power that Pain and Madara had.

“She feels guilty,” Madara said as he too approached you. His stature shadowed over you and your [e/c] eyes shook as they locked on with Madara’s dark ones.

“Why don’t we show her our appreciation, Pain? [Y/N] doesn’t deserve to feel any guilt over any of this,” he knelt down on the opposite side of you, his fingers also pushing more of your hair away. His face leaned in close and with his hot breath wafting onto your sweat stained skin, “She did only what is natural...”

It took not much time for you to realize what they had in plan. When you tried to push yourself up from the ground, Pain pushed you back down. He took your hand and brushed his lips against your skin. Pain’s lips made their way all the way up your arm and to your throat. It wasn’t long until Pain’s hands made their way to your chest and tightly clenching your clothing in his fists.

Pain didn’t have to use much strength to remove your shirt as it was tattered from the battle. Madara decided to step in and made quick work of your shoes and pants.

“Your body is finely crafted,” Madara commented as his hands roamed your skin. Your mouth opened to protest but nothing came out -- you were fully under their control. “I don’t even need to use my Sharingan,” Madara snorted lightly.

“You want this power, don’t you?” Pain asked as he removed himself from you and stood up. Your eyes examined his Rinnegan eyes and it was as if your mouth was about to water when thinking about what you could do with that dojutsu. All you could manage to say was a stuttered, “Y-Yes.”

Pain unbuttoned his cloak and dropped it to the ground. His bare chest was exposed and the moonlight from above glinted off of his skin, accenting his muscled façade. This prompted Madara to remove his armor and clothing, then nearly pushing Pain aside to present himself to you first. Madara dropped his pants to expose his already hard member. He took his erection into his hand and proceeded to pump it, his eyes closed as he imagined the things he was going to do to you.

Madara dropped down to your side, grabbed your hand and placed it on his cock. “Pump it.” he demanded but you hesitated, “I-I don’t know how.” Your confession irritated him and in response, he grabbed your chin roughly, “Are you stupid? A stupid virgin?” he spat. Your lips parted to defend yourself but Madara pressed his mouth onto yours. His tongue roughly explored the inside of your cavity. As he kissed you, his hand grabbed yours and put it over his member; then, proceeded to guide you as to how to jerk him off.

Meanwhile, Pain exposed himself fully and began to make his way to your clit. The cool metal of his tongue piercing sent ripples through your body. Being a virgin, you only could make yourself feel good. Nights of laying in bed with your fingers buried inside of yourself was as far as you went. So, the sensation of Pain’s tongue being buried deep inside of your cunt was a foreign feeling.

Your thighs began to shake as your body felt an overload of stimulation. The inside of your mouth was being conquered by Madara’s tongue, your hand was pumping his cock, and Pain was furiously eating you out. “I-I,” you stammered, “I can’t do this. Pl-Please stop,” you beg through brief gasps between Madara’s aggressive kissing.

Madara pulled away, a long string of spit stretched from your detached mouths. Your face was red and wet, your mouth gasped as air finally made its way to your lungs properly. Madara told Pain to stop but when he didn’t, Madara forcefully grabbed you from the ground and slammed you down onto his erect cock.

 Pain growled in anger at Madara’s actions, “I wasn’t finished,” he hissed as he wiped his mouth. In the meantime, you shrieked in a mixture of pain and ecstasy. Your pussy stretched around his larger than average cock. He watched your face and ignored Pain’s words. “Put her on the ground,” Pain insisted and Madara complied.

You were now on your back and Madara was beginning to push himself in and out of your virgin cunt. Your eyes were wet with tears and your mouth croaked broken moans. Pain got onto his knees and put his fingers into your mouth. His fingertips traversed over your teeth and hooked under your upper lip. He grabbed his cock, which was a decent size, and placed the tip of it into your mouth. Just the warm sensation from your body caused him to moan in pleasure, his eyes closed and he pressed it in further down.

You laid between the two gods of the shinobi world, nearly helpless. Madara gained intensity of his thrusts as you adjusted to his girth. He praised the tightness of your cunt as he drilled deeper and harder. Responses from you were mostly unintelligible as again, the intense waves of pain and pleasure overwhelmed your body as well as your mind. Pain picked up the speed of his cock in your mouth. Gags and gasps erupted from your throat. With his free hand, Pain moved it to your throat and watched as your face grew more and more red with the intensity. 

“Switch,” Pain spoke. Madara still was more focused on his own pleasure and ramming his cock into you. Pain repeated himself between his huffs and thrusts. Madara ignored him again. This of course angered the Akatsuki leader; so, he summoned a black receiver and proceeded to plunge it into Madara’s shoulder blade.

You screamed in terror as a splash of blood sprayed across your face. Madara let out a chuckle and pulled the rod out, then threw it onto the ground. “I suppose,” he removed his cock from your aching and bruised cunt. Before he pulled away completely, he placed his tongue on the side of your face and took a long lick of his maroon liquid. The taste of his blood reminded of him that this was truly his body.

“On your hands and knees,” Pain instructed. You pondered if this would be a time to get away but then the reality of it all dawned on you. There was no way this was going to be over on your own terms.

So, you complied. You pushed yourself from the ground and your body wobbled beneath you. The sensory overload and the sexual barrage that you received caused your body to weaken more and more. So, just the act of moving yourself to the position you were asked of felt heavy and difficult.

Once you were positioned as asked, Pain raised his hand and gave a hard slap to your ass cheek. You yelped and Pain admired the bright red palm print that was now welting on your soft skin. His palms roughly grabbed and tugged at your cheeks, his fingers rubbing between your cheeks and down to your slit. He could feel just how wet your were from Madara and insisted that he would make you cum.

“You’ll cum only for a god,” he hummed before slamming his hips into you. Your body shuddered and a loud moan escaped. “Just like that,” he cooed. Pain took your hair into his fist and yanked back. The sounds of his balls slapping against your skinned echoed through the empty air.

The idea of Pain making you moan louder than he did annoyed Madara. So, he decided to fuck your mouth better. He grabbed both sides of your head and shoved his cock deeply in. Your eyes welled with tears because the length of Madara’s cock was quite far down your throat. 

You were dominated once again between the two gods and you could feel your climax coming. Your eyes clenched shut and your legs shook harder than previously. “Cum for me,” Pain moaned out as he quickened his pace and as did Madara. “If you want this power, you will cum when I allow it,” he added. Your brows furrowed and fingers dug into the ground. It was then that you released your orgasm. Pain could feel your body clench around him and become soaked. A smile grew on his lips as he rode out his own, he didn’t bother pulling out. You could feel the warmth of his cum inside and with a few more pumps -- Pain was finished but remained inside until Madara was finished.

Madara harshly grabbed your hair and used your mouth as a fuckhole. He growled and tightened his grip as his orgasm arrived. His cum was hot and it was plentiful. You couldn’t push it out of your mouth and was forced to take it all. Madara sighed loudly and pulled out.

The two men then stood over your collapsed body. Your chest heaved heavily just like it did before this whole thing began. “Now, let us teach your true power.”

[waywardwrestlewritingwaif]

The God of This Sh*t, part 6

Are we getting close to an ending? It feels like we are. I'll be honest, I was going to push through and finish the story up in this section but I found myself weirdly hesitant because I'm not certain I have the ending exactly where I want it in my head. So instead, here's another slab of angst-y stuff that is, once again, mostly focused on people who aren't the primary subject. There's a point to all this, I swear... I appreciate your patience on this one.

(If you're finding this bit first, you'll want to go back and read the other parts, which are all linked in the Master List.)

Pairing: Rickey Shane Page x OFC

Word count: 3,072

Content advisory: language

Predictably enough, the crying comes when you talk to Allie. Until she’s there, it’s like you’re walking around with a cork stuck in you, gradually feeling your insides get more and more shaken. So when you see her again, you just erupt. The two of you have shows together on New Year’s Eve and Day, but she comes to stay with you for a few days before that, just to make sure that you manage to eat and sleep and not do anything stupid.

Stupider, you think. The stupid train left the station a long time ago.

She is a low-key miracle worker because, by the time you show up to end and start the year working together, you’re in better shape. You aren’t thinking about Rickey all the time. You’re not thinking about what an idiot you are all the time. Some of the time, yes. More of the time than you’d like considering that the two of you hadn’t ever been a couple or anything, which is why you’re a mess in the first place.

You choose not to talk about how much you wish he’d make some sort of grand gesture and show up during your match on New Year’s Eve. You know perfectly well he’s booked elsewhere because you checked. You also choose not to mention the fact that you’ve been following where he’s been working because such behavior feels like it’s in the same neighborhood as stalking. Still, as you’re watching the crowd enter and the show getting started and it hits you that he’s somewhere else, living his life as if you don’t really exist, like you never happened, probably getting a New Year’s kiss from someone brand new to him… you break down a little again.

But Allie is there to put you back together and when the clock strikes midnight, she plants a kiss right on your lips.

“Fuck him right in the eye socket,” she declares. “Happy New Year!”

As long as you’re around people, you’re ok and being at shows for the weekend makes it very easy to never be alone. You do hit a low when you find out that your opponent for the New Year’s Day show can’t make it, meaning you won’t get a spot. And you almost feel worse when Effy gets attacked, gets a guitar smashed over his damn head while he’s speaking in the ring. You feel worse not just because of what’s happened to him but because Brett immediately walks over and pulls you aside.

“So, Effy isn’t making it to the battle royal tonight, obviously,” he tells you. “But we still need to fill his slot.”

“No, you don’t. Everyone saw what happened. They know you’re a man short.”

“Interesting choice of words. We are going to be a man short. Because I’m giving his spot to you.”

He gives your shoulder a quick squeeze and takes off like a jet before you can react or argue. The battle royal is a twenty-person match that will decide the number one contender for the GCW title, currently around the waist of Jon Moxley. It’s a huge deal. You know that there is literally zero chance that you’re winning but even being in the running seems bizarre. If you manage to get a memorable spot or even eliminate someone, it’s going to be a major boost.

You’ve never been in any match that had this many bodies. There are people everywhere. It’s like trying to take the subway at rush hour and so you need a strategy. You figure that your best bet is to try to stay low to the ground. Standing up, you’re a sitting duck for anyone who wants to pick you up and chuck you over the top rope. But if you crouch, the advantage switches. Most big people are top heavy and can be tipped over the ropes if propelled from below. You’re so excited when this works that you literally do not even notice who it is that you’ve eliminated.

“Holy shit!” Allie is fighting her own battles but she still stops and literally applauds you.

So from that point, the two of you are able to collaborate. If you stick together, it will be a struggle for one person to gain the upper hand. They’ll need to gang up and while that’s a possibility, no one seems to be trying it yet.

“You and me, babe,” Allie pants as the two of you recover from the latest onslaught. “We got this.”

“So help me if we’re the last two in this ring, I’m jumping over the top rope myself,” you laugh. “I don’t care how big the stage is, I am not interested in getting my brains beaten out by Moxley.”

The words are barely out of your mouth when AJ appears out of nowhere and just blasts you with a forearm. You’re not even particularly close to the ropes but your momentum sends you sailing right over, where your previously injured shoulder smacks the ring apron hard before you hit the floor. Oh well.

You make your way backstage and a short time later, Allie finds you there.

“Bastard got me too,” she grumbles.

“So much for us all being on the same team.”

“You ok?” she asks sweetly, seeing you fidget in place.

“Son of a bitch dropped me right on my bad shoulder.”

“He didn’t do it on purpose.”

“Yes I did,” AJ grunts, lumbering past you with an expression somewhere between humorous and murderous.

“Maybe if you’d worked with us for a while you wouldn’t have gotten your outnumbered ass thrown out!” you call after him.

He turns back and raises an eyebrow at you but then keeps going.

“Ok, I’m gonna go check to see if they’re still picking splinters out of Effy,” Allie sighs. “You wanna wait here? That medical room is smaller than my trunk.”

You nod and suddenly, for the first time in days, you’re alone. Oh no.

It’s terrible how your mind just immediately goes rushing back to pick at the scab. You wonder what he’s doing right now. You hope it hurts. You replay every instant where you thought that he felt something for you, trying to pinpoint exactly why you were wrong in the hopes that it will protect you from your own bad instincts going forward. Then you think about the fact that the thing all of those moments have in common is that they’re in the past. They’re over. And that’s when you feel yourself slump down and you have to focus on not crying again.

Another body arrives on the bench next to you and when no greeting comes, you look up to see who it is. Alex Colon. He’s minutes from his main event deathmatch and he’s here checking on you.

“Page is a blowhard dipshit and he does not deserve you.”

You’re so startled that you sit bolt upright.

“How did you know about… Did someone say something?”

He shakes his head. “For future reference, if you ever want to know if a guy is into you, ask another guy who’s into you. We can always tell.”

“Well, he isn’t into me. That’s sort of the problem.”

“Oh yeah,” he says emphatically, “he is. He’s just a fucking pussy who’s scared because of who your friends are or who his friends are or some other stupid reason that he won’t even remember in a couple of weeks. I promise. He’s more miserable than you are and he’s going to feel that way for a lot longer than you do.”

You can’t help but smile a little. “That actually helps.”

Why can’t I be interested in you instead?

He takes your hand loosely in one of his and you see him fidgeting in his pocket.

“Here,” he mutters, placing the bracelet he’d bought you around your wrist and clasping it. “No expectation, I know it’s not happening, but I still want you to have it. And when you see him, I want you to make sure to tell him a man gave it to you. Don’t need to tell him any more than that. But he should know that you’re always gonna have men lined up to be with you and he just fucked himself over.”

He rises and turns toward the entrance.

“Alex!” He turns back to look at you. “Please don’t die out there. I like that you’re alive.”

He gives a short laugh. “I’ll try my best.”

*

Yes, this is the life. This is exactly what it should be like. You’re hanging out with your friends, the whole gang, which hasn’t happened in ages. Brett, Allie, Effy, Alex, Matt, and you’ll even count AJ as a friend since you’re in such a good mood. Mance Warner is here, the first time you’ve seen him since he shattered his leg. Apparently, hospitals don’t do the plaster casts like they used to, which is better for patients but annoying because you can’t all sign it, so Brett found an old ring skirt and wrapped that around him and you’re all signing that instead.

But the real highlight, much though you love Mance, is that Nick is back. He’s still nursing injuries and won’t be match-ready for a while but it feels like he’s been gone for years and just having him around makes you feel like things are normal again. He’s still angry about pretty much everything, still using ‘fuck’ as a comma, still grouchy, but his presence has a strangely calming effect on you. And since you haven’t seen him for more than a couple of minutes since your romantic life went to hell, it’s almost like him being back lets you think of that whole stupid thing as a dream. A nightmare, really.

You’ve gathered at the Showboat even though the show, one of the last in the run-up to your big date in New York, isn’t until the following night, because you all want to be together but finding places to go can be tricky. Restaurants are a pain because the group includes vegetarians and guys who think veal is a vegetable. HItting bars the night before a show is questionable for those who like to drink and awkward for those who don’t. None of you has a hotel room big enough for everyone to just hang out. So here you are backstage at the place where you’ve spent the most time, a place that feels at once like you’ve arrived home and run away to join the circus, finally getting to talk again.

Of course, you’re not much of a talker. You’re happier listening and watching people, enjoying the energy. It feels good when Nick gives you one of his little headlock hugs but what you really like is watching him just being the king, hanging out with his court. You can’t believe you thought of putting this at risk for some asshole.

Allie keeps checking to make sure you’re ok, but not as often as she usually does. She can tell it’s getting better because just looking at you, it’s sort of obvious you’re on the mend. You’re even a little, just a little, dressed up because you want this to feel like a bit of a special occasion. And also because you want to show some sign that you’re taking a bit of pride in yourself. You’ve spent a lot of time looking tired and dirty and disinterested. It has to change, and if you can’t entirely place your insides back together, at least polishing and decorating the outside feels like progress.

“So how’s the shoulder, ironwoman?” Nick jokes. “Fucking seeing your name so many places I thought there were two of you.”

You laugh a little and give a very exaggerated shrug. “Feels like it’s all the way back. Even taken some hard bumps.”

You glare at AJ when you make that last point, who rolls his eyes.

“Drama queen,” he mutters.

Allie gives you a playful punch. “Stronger than ever.”

“Don’t get me started on you, killer. I saw Chelsea’s face after you got done with her.”

It’s your turn to sign Mance’s “cast”, which is more accurately a toga. You’ve been thinking of what to write for half an hour and haven’t come up with anything good, so you just start drawing a little cartoon, stick figures fighting and one throwing another through a flaming table while a third hovers above them.

“You’re this one,” you explain, pointing to the figure doing the throwing. “And that’s Matt over here getting ready to jump.”

“Who’s the bastard getting killed?”

You purse your lips, imagining Rickey going headfirst into the flames.

“Whoever you want it to be.”

You stand back to admire your masterpiece and hand Allie the marker so she can take her turn.

“Yeah, I know who it is. I’m picturing it too.” She gives your hand a little squeeze before she goes to add to the get-well toga.

You’re half paying attention to the conversation going on around you when AJ springs up from the table where he’s been sitting.

“Son of a bitch,” he hisses, his eyes fixed on the door.

Before you can get a look, Nick jumps up as well, completely blocking your view.

“Motherfucker,” he mumbles as he and AJ exchange a glance.

You wonder how undignified you’d look if you started jumping up and down to see what’s got their attention.

Both men start to advance towards the door and you see Matt, Alex and Effy move a little bit, like they’re ready to provide backup, while Brett shuffles a little uncomfortably. Allie shoots you a glance but she looks as confused as you are. It’s only as Nick and AJ step up to confront the interlopers that you see what’s caught their attention. There in the doorway, looking down his nose like he owns the place, is Rickey Shane Page and your stomach immediately clenches. Just for a second, Alex’s eyes flit in your direction, and when Allie sees that, she moves over to be next to you.

Most of Rickey’s goons aren’t around, but he does have his right-hand man, that little weasel Atticus Cogar, at his side, looking like he’d welcome a fight. What’s less expected is that Cogar’s girlfriend, the woman you’d had such a good match with in California a few weeks ago, is with them. Despite her relationship, she isn’t part of the 44OH gang. And it’s her who moves into no man’s land, stepping through the door frame, her hands raised like she’s surrendering.

“No problems,” she announces.

“Remains to be fuckin seen,” Nick snaps, glancing at her for a second, then returning his glare to the two men.

“We’re not here for a fight,” she informs him, her even voice not quite managing to disguise the nervousness underneath. She’s staring death in the face and she knows it. How the hell did they convince her to be their negotiator?

“You got a weird-ass way of avoiding a fight,” AJ growls. He shoots a glance at Cogar, who definitely looks like he’s bracing for something. “Real cool move using your girl as a human shield, chickenshit.”

You grab hold of Allie’s arm because you just know that shit is about to go down, but once again, the peace negotiator intervenes, pressing one arm back to hold Atticus in check and holding the other up to try to keep Nick and AJ from advancing any further.

“Just wait, listen to me. We’re not even here for you. We want to talk to her.” She turns to face you, motioning so that everyone understands who she means. Everyone’s eyes follow her arm.

“The fuck is that about?” AJ scowls at you and then back at her. “Get the fuck out of here, now. All of you.”

“Please?” She’s still looking at you, surprisingly determined. “Just a couple of minutes.”

Although you know he has to be behind this, Rickey hasn’t so much as glanced in your direction. His eyes are moving between the others like he’s calculating his odds if a fight does break out.

Not very good, fucker.

Nick takes a hard look in your direction and you feel like you’re on fire.

“Hang on,” he snaps.

He walks over to you, tugging AJ’s arm to indicate he’s to come along. Effy makes his way over as well, while Matt and Alex keep their eyes on the intruders from a slight distance.

“You wanna talk to them?” Nick asks you.

“I don’t know.” But you do know. “Yeah, for a minute, I guess it’s ok.”

“What have you got to talk to them about?” AJ glares at you.

“Not our fuckin business,” Nick grumbles. “You want us with you?”

“Seems like it might be a good idea,” Effy interjects.

“Her decision.” Nick never stops looking at you as he’s talking, hard as ever, but somehow sympathetic.

“Alone for now. If I need you…”

“She said five minutes,” Allie offers. “Take that and then-”

“We’re breaking skulls.”

“No, AJ, give her five minutes, and then I’ll go check to make sure everything’s ok.”

“You stay close,” Nick instructs. “Five minutes and then Allie goes out but you need us before then, you make as much noise as you can.”

You nod and very hesitantly walk towards the door. He’s still not looking at you and you realize that this might actually be a business discussion. He’s not above trying to recruit from your group. He’d tried to win Effy over. He’s said you’re good and maybe he figures that you’re hung up on him enough to defect.

Cogar and his girlfriend back out of the doorway to one side and Rickey to the other, allowing you to pass without so much as brushing against any of them. You head to the main room, figuring it’s easy enough to escape from and close enough to sound an alarm. You don’t look to see who’s following you, although you really should, in case you’re about to be beaten down by three people. You know your friends are close and there are more of them. You’re pretty safe, at least physically.

When you walk into the room, Rickey overtakes you and takes a seat on the ring apron. Only then do you cut a glance backward.

“Just us,” he says.

[bokunoheroanalysisforthefuture]

Time for the rest of the first challenge. Event. Whatever. Words hard.

[No. 26 - Chase Down The Leader]

We flashback just a minute or so from where we left off, in order to see just how Izuku pulled off his impressive launch across the field. He stands at the start of the minefield, watching other students pick their way through - and occasionally setting off mines with missteps - while having a veritable mumblefest over the mines and the general issue of trying to pick past them. 

The general gist of the mumbling: The mines are the type that blow up when stepped on, and aren’t that strong, but can throw a student off enough to possibly cause a chain reaction and lose them a lot of time. It’s better to go slow to avoid damage, even for leaping types, and trying to slow others is a guaranteed time loss. Izuku then analyzes the field in front of him, noting the spots people avoid and that most students will be most on guard at the entrance, which means there are plenty of mines left for his plan so long as they stay frosty. 

Izuku puts his armor plate to work digging up mines, muttering about how anti-personnel mines should only be 14 centimeters or so deep (about 6 inches). Jirou, just making her way into the field and using her quirk to… I guess disable mines in front of her? Anyway, she actually notices Izuku is up to something and asks what he’s doing, though I think it’s not one she expects to get answered. In short order, Izuku has a pile of about a dozen mines, and mentally claims he’s taking a page from Kacchan’s book. Meanwhile, Present Mic announces Shouto and Katsuki are still in the lead, and that they’re about to cross the finish line.

Not for long, though, as Izuku names his adhoc maneuver ‘great blasting turbo speed’, throwing himself on top of his armor sheet and onto the pile of mines, launching him over the field and right towards the two leading the pack. Pretty much everyone hesitates or stops to stare for a moment, shook by the sheer brass balls it had to take to literally blow yourself sky high. The two most shook, of course, are Shouto and Katsuki, who only just start moving again when Izuku actually flies ahead of them, forgoing their fight in order to catch back up.

Izuku considers the whole experience intense, and is even more focused now that he’s managed to gain the lead. However, there’s one huge issue - he didn’t think far enough ahead to consider how he was going to land. As if that’s not enough, Katsuki is throwing himself forward with more explosions, screaming at ‘Deku’ to get back there (presumably to fight). Shouto’s not far behind, giving up keeping the others hindered in exchange for the speed he gets from icing over the field ahead of him - he doesn’t have time to worry about those behind him now.

Present Mic announces the temporary ceasefire between the two in order to chase down Izuku, and how when a common enemy appears, people stop fighting - then tacks on that, well, actually they’re still fighting, just not each other. Aizawa wonders what his friend is even trying to say. 

Izuku starts floating away from his armor sheet, the larger surface area causing it to stall and slow faster then he is. He grabs onto one of the wires as he recognizes this, and that if he loses time on his landing, passing the two again will be impossible. As the two just start to rush past him, Izuku swears mentally, telling himself to not let go - while he’s still ahead, this is his only chance. So, if passing them is impossible, then he has to maintain the lead. 

Somehow, he manages to flip in the air, using the momentum to bring the armor plate swinging around and into the ground right between the two, the pressure enough to set off several more mines. The two are forced to stop from the resulting explosion, while Izuku’s newfound momentum throws him readily ahead. 

As he falls into a duck and roll, Present Mic announces how Izuku blows off the competition with no time to lose. He goes on to marvel at Aizawa’s class, wondering what he’s teaching the kids. Aizawa says it’s not his doing, and that they’ve been spurring each other on all on their own. Present Mic rolls on with his commentary, asking who could have predicted such an incredible turn of events? Aizawa asks if he’s being ignored as Present Mic announces the first one back to the stadium:

Midoriya Izuku. The crowds go absolutely wild. Outside the stadium, Death Arms recognizes Izuku as the kid from a year ago. At home, Inko falls off the couch sobbing while repeatedly stumbling over Izuku’s name. In an unknown location, Shigaraki watches on while scratching idly at his neck. 

Izuku looks around the stadium while breathing heavily, eventually looking at one spot in particular. Somehow, he’s found Toshinori in the stands, and the two have a Moment™ from across the stadium. 

These fucking two, man. 

While Izuku is trying to keep himself from crying, the other students start making their way across the finish line as well. 

Toshinori thinks about how Izuku has the spirit of a savior hero to the core, but the sports festival is a competition that tests the exact opposite of that - your willingness to take down the enemy. Heroes nowadays depend on popular opinion so much. So many selfishly seek to beat everyone else. But that’s not Izuku - and that’s why Toshinori chose him, even as he thoughts that lack of selfishness would be his one weakness. He claps in the stands, happy to have been proved wrong and mentally apologizing for doubting him, even as he laments Izuku’s crying habits.

Some business students nearby catch Toshinori’s attention, mostly due to them discussing Izuku’s potential and how they’d market him. They talk about how Izuku’s stock is about to rise, but it’s hard to say what’s still in store for him since he didn’t show his quirk. They then start speculating about how a hero agency would market him if they took it on, with one pointing out how he’s not much to look at, so they’re have to push his skills and his unique, almost artistic sensibilities. When the resources you need aren’t there… Well, we don’t hear how that gets handled, but Toshinori does note how some things never change.

We get a brief narrative insert about the business course, most notably how they have nothing to gain by directly competing in the sports festival. Instead, they hone their skills as salespeople and run business simulations. 

Back with the hero students, we see Katsuki and Shouto both catching their breath. Katsuki is furious at Izuku once again managing to wrangle a win right from under him, while Shouto is just staring after Izuku silently. Present Mic announces more racers reaching the finish line, and that the standings will be gone over later, so the students can catch their breath for now.

Ochako and Tenya make their way over to Izuku. Ochako calls Izuku’s strategy awesome, while Tenya is in despair over losing a race with his quirk, stating that he still has progress to make. Ochako states that she’s jealous of Izuku’s first place; Izuku flushes and hides his face behind his arms, stating that it wasn’t that impressive, and was still too close. Internally, he laments that he just got lucky, that all his chance strategies happened to work. They say it’s awesome, but it was just a lucky break, and that the real test of skill starts now.

Anyways, Midnight announces the end of the race, and we get the results:

Midoriya Izuku

Todoroki Shouto

Bakugou Katsuki

Shiozaki Ibara

Honenuki Juuzou

Iida Tenya

Tokoyami Fumikage

Sero Hanta

Kirishima Eijirou

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

Ojiro Mashirao

Awase Yosetsu

Asui Tsuyu

Shouji Mezou

Satou Rikidou

Uraraka Ochako

Yaoyorozu Momo

Mineta Minoru

Ashido Mina

Kouda Kouji

Jirou Kyouka

Kaibara Sen

Tsuburaba Kosei

Kaminari Denki

Bondo Kojiro

Yanagi Reiko

Shinsou Hitoshi

Kendo Itsuka

Shishida Jurota

Kuroiro Shihai

Kodai Yui

Rin Hiryu

Shouda Nirengeki

Komori Kinoko

Kamakiri Togaru

Monoma Neito

Tsunotori Pony

Hagakure Touru

Tokage Setsuna

Fukidashi Manga

Hatsume Mei

Aoyama Yuuga

I wasn’t able to find this list in word form anywhere online, so I made it myself. You’re welcome. I also calculated the points each of them had going into the second event, but I’m not gonna worry about that here. I’ll do individual and team points when we actually get to the teams. That way, we’ll know who has which teams’ headbands at the end!

Moving on with the chapter. Midnight announces that the top 42 from the qualifying round will move on, conveniently just including every hero student as well as the two non-hero students who managed to place higher. For those who placed lower, the sports festival will have another way for them to show their stuff!

(Not that we see said show, which I mean, makes sense narratively speaking, but also…)

[I was going to insert the server discussion about my thoughts on the arbitrary cut-off point here, but it’s getting long enough to merit its own post at this point. So look forward to that whenever it goes up!]

Anyways, Midnight continues on, explaining that now the main selection really begins, and that the press corp is going to be jumping out of their seats, so the students should give it all they’ve got. Now, onto the second event, which she already knows - which confirms these are predetermined by UA and they just do the randomizer for the sake of the crowds. Said event is… 

the cavalry battle!

Kaminari is nervous at that, thinking about how he’s going to suck. Mineta is also looking concerned. Tsuyu notes they’re teaming up, but how, exactly? Midnight explains with a neat little graphic:

Basically, participants get in teams of two to four, and get into a horse-and-rider formation. The rules are the same as your regular cavalry battle - snag the opponent’s headbands while guarding your own - but with a twist. Each student has an assigned value based on their placement in the race. 

Sato notes that it sounds like the points in the entrance exam, so it sounds simple. Hagakure comments on how this means the point value of each team is based on its members. Midnight snaps and cracks her whip at the students that she’s about to explain, so they should shut up already. 

Individual point values start at five, at the bottom, so the student in 42nd place is forth five, 41st is worth ten, etc etc. However, the first place participant - that is, Izuku - is instead worth a whole ten million points.

That, my friends, is the face of someone realized they done fucked up.

Basically all the students stare down Izuku as he goes stiff from the internal panicking. Shinsou and Hatsume seem to be shown particular interest in it. Midnight finishes the chapter by noting that the higher-ranked students are the ones to aim for, and that this survival game is a chance for a comeback. It’s anyone’s game!

And with that, we end chapter 26… and volume three. Which means bonus content will be coming soon! See y’all then, and we’ll be back with more sports festival action in the next volume. 

[walks-the-ages]

ML vs Bleach 5: Aizen Sousuke vs Gabriel Agreste. Real Genius Mastermind vs Complete Idiot, whose plans only works, when narrative makes everyone else dumber than brick.

I mean, you said it all in one right there:

Gabriel is not a scary villain.

There's never any stakes when he makes a 'good' plan or seems to have a winning hand, because ML refuses to have any stakes.

Gabriel never ever wins in any meaningful way;

Marinette vs Gabriel is a literal never ending battle of attrition, because the writers only care about drawing out the story as long as possible to make bank lol.

the few times Gabriel ever has had a meaningful victory, it's erased from the timeline completely (twice, at least), or it's just a really cheap way to ""raise the stakes"" when it has no real impact on the story (Gabriel getting the Miraculous at the end of s4) and usually only serves to hype up more drama for the latest incarnation of the Status Quo.

Aizen on the other hand, is always a threat, always one step ahead of our heroes, but at the same time, our heroes still have their triumphs, and have to work, through blood, sweat, and tears for their triumphs.

They have to earn their wins, they have to struggle, they have to bleed, and they have to lose, and that's why their wins are so... triumphant.

We see them get the shit beat out of them on the regular, we see them dying and only saved by pure chance or forces outside their scope of knowledge (thanks, Zangetsu <3 ),

we see them struggling to recover physically and emotionally from their experiences, so that when they finally stand across the battlefield from the opponent who felled them before, and emerge bloody but victorious?

That's earned.

That means something.

Because we actually see the work that is put into fighting and training and going above and beyond to protect the ones you love,

all while Aizen just keeps revealing more and more dominoes falling into place, keeps pulling the rug out from under our heroes right as they think they've made a dent, until Ichigo is able to cleave moutains asunder with a swing of his blade but he still can't even put a scratch on Aizen

Meanwhile,,,,,,, uh. Gabriel hasn't been defeated purely because of plot armor, which is the same thing keeping him from winning!

Either he's a competent adult Miraculous wielder who can spam his ability infinitely and easily destroy some 13 and 14 year old kids who transform back in five minutes if they so much as breath the name of their Miraculous Power,

or he's a completely incompetent villain who would be doomed instantly if Marinette was allowed to defeat him using her smarts, except the writers hold her back from making any intelligent decisions, because then the show would be over lol.

Especialy since the new season revealed that the Rooster Miraculous can uh.... pick any superpower they can imagine and give it to themselves.

Meaning Marinette could give herself the ability to track Miraculous.

Marinette could give herself the ability to automatically find and destroy an akumatized object.

Marinette could give herself the ability to make custom lucky charms, literally anything she can imagine to track and capture corrupted Miraculous, halt akuma in their tracks, release Sentimonsters from the peacock's control and give them free will, etc etc. There's also the Goat Miraculous which for whatever reason does the exact same thing i said above.

Gabriel now has full access to the fully established power of both the Goat and Rooster Miraculous, which Marinette at least has the excuse of the writers didn't come up with these powers until the end of s4

Gabriel wants to bring his wife back from the dead?

He's literally got two different Miraculous to choose from to accomplish this goal:

He can use the Goat to create an object that will magically cure Emilie and wake up back up, or an object that will infinitely create further custom objects to do both that as well as anything else he can think of to achieve more ridiculous amounts of wealth or world domination or whatever.

or he can use the Rooster to give himself the ability to heal Emilie himself, or the ability to similarly track Miraculous, or see through a Miraculous suit to see Marinette's secret identity, the ability to make the wish without it backfiring on him, etc etc etc.

Gabriel is not a scary villain, he's never a threat, and we already know he never will be.

[hqwritings]

Tsukkishima, Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Sugawara’s Reacting to Their S/O Cheering Them On

@nikki--han requested: so so, can you make headcanons for Tsukki, Tanaka, Noya and Suga when their s/o cheering them during a match?

A/N: First official request! Hello everyone! Rules, about me, and (possible) masterlist will be posted shortly! I really went ham on this I wanted to go real big to start everything off. Requests are currently open so please feel free to send one in (please remember that this post is an exception and that requests can only have a max of three characters)

Tsukkishima Kei:

-He’s honestly really caught off guard by it?? He’d expect something like this from his brother maybe, but you? One of the things he likes about you is that you’re relatively quiet, but hearing you call out his name in the stands with his brother makes his heart swell more than he’d like to admit

-He quickly looks away and feigns annoyance when in reality he’s just super flustered. Yamaguchi knows exactly how he’s feeling and because he’s your local Tsukki expert and Sugawara knows because he’s that much of a little shit

-Tanaka and Noya hear you calling out for Tsukki and when they see that his face looks slightly annoyed it pisses them off, but when Yams tells them it’s because he’s flustered and embarrassed they don’t stfu. Tsukki doesn’t even have it in him to say his usual “shut up Yamaguchi” because he’s right and he knows that if they see his blush it’ll only add more fuel to the flame

-He does his best to carry on like usual but his teammates quickly notice that he’s actually putting in more effort than usual? It’s really off-putting but when they put two and two together that it’s because of you they all low key go soft because awww Tsukki is being a soft boyfie!

-Hinata doesn’t know how to stfu either and makes a direct statement abt this “Hey Tsukishima! You’re playing a lot better today! … Is it because Y/N’s here?”

-Tsukkishima gives him a hella death glare for this and Hinata cowers in fear because he doesn’t understand why he got him so angry. He was just pointing out the obvious Tsukki, don’t be a meanie!

-After Karasuno takes the win he meets up with you and Akiteru. He acts like he’s annoyed at you two but when Akiteru sees the way he’s looking at you he leaves you alone. The rest of Karasuno can see it too and as much as Noya and Tanaka want to stick around for the tea, they’re dragged away by Ennoshita who tells them to mind their business

-Unrelated, but Kiyoko is also especially entertained by all of this and gives a giggle and a knowing look to Tsukki as he makes his way to you (much to his embarrassment)

-When you two are alone you’re looking up at him questioningly. “Tsukki? Are you okay? Did I do something wrong by coming here? I’m sorry I just wanted to-“

-He’s hugging you. He’s hugging you so freaking tight and hiding his face in your shoulder because he can’t fathom how absolutely in love he is with you right now. He’s embarrassed and happy and angry because his heart is beating fast and he doesn’t get it and

-He forgets all of that when you hug him back. You two step just a little closer to each other and when he’s ready he’s gives a soft little kiss to your cheek and quietly whispers a “thank you” in your ear

Tanaka Ryuunosuke:

-Mans sees you and he. Is. HYPED! They’re doing their whole “walk dramatically to the court to assert dominance” thing and he’s all focused and has his gangsta face on but the moment he hears your beautiful voice shout “Tanaka(-senpai)!!!” He’s done for.

-He sees you and suddenly his gangsta face is now a puppy-that’s-desperate-for-attention face and he wants to cry on the spot he loves you so much?? You’re even out there with his sister and both of you have Pom poms and stuff and maybe even color coordinated your outfits to match w Karasuno’s colors and he is on cloud 9 you look so freakin cute!! (And he’s gotta have a pic of you in that outfit)

-Immediately grabs Noya (who’s also doing an Angry™ face) by the shoulder and stops him just so that they can admire the two of you together. Noya is obv your bestie and he absolutely loves seeing you and his other bestie happy and he really likes the outfits you're wearing! They’re crying happy tears and Tanaka’s going “I’m so lucky man” and Noya’s agreeing saying “We both are” because who gave you the right to be so gosh darn cute

-You notice Noya and wave to him too, which gives him happy tears as he’s waving back to you and Tanaka’s blowing you kisses and at this point everybody in Karasuno is looking at them in disgust because they’re so weird but they also think you’re cute and appreciate you being here to cheer them all on, especially since you’ve been so supportive even before they made it this far, offering to get snacks and even find ways to increase the budget.

-Eventually though they have to start the game and Daichi begrudgingly starts dragging them “Cmon you two, you can talk to Y/N later after we take our victory” Noya and Tanaka immediately snap out of it because as much as they both love you, you and them both know that the game is what takes top priority right now. Tanaka looks up at you in the stands and shouts “I’ll talk to you after the game, ok Babe! This victory’s gonna be for you!” And he blows one more kiss to you before resuming his walk to the court, now 10x more confident

-needless to say he is on F I R E the entire time, absolutely destroying the opposing team and doing so knowingly, giving an evil smirk every time he blocks or spikes a really nasty kill. At this point the other team is absolutely pissed off with how cocky he looks (some even knowing about his whole encounter with you in the stands getting jealous; “the only reason why he’s good is because his s/o’s here”)

-Ukai and Takeda are especially pleased with him and everyone on the team knows that this sudden boost in morale and confidence is thanks to you. They also notice that Tanaka’s actually quieter now, focused on the game and on listening to what his teammates have to say when they’re discussing strategy off the court.

-Now even though Tanaka’s an amazing player, he’s human and he makes mistakes sometimes. But knowing that you’re up there pisses him off even more but when he feels himself getting really stressed, it’s Kiyoko who says to him “Tanaka, you’re getting carried away. Remember, Y/N’s cheering for you. Would they really wanna see you lose your cool like this?” Everybody’s so surprised because A)Kiyoko’s saying words and B)Shes being nice to Tanaka??? But Tanaka appreciates it and they share an agreeing nod that this is something he can easily make up for. He goes back into the game and everybody’s telling him not to mind and just to carry on

-And carry on they do, all the way to fucking victory. They’re all exhausted and ready to just go out and eat and sleep but when Tanaka sees you waiting for him outside the doors he immediately runs to you and picks you up (regardless of whether or not you’re taller/shorter than him) and is peppering you with kisses, not caring who sees or gags (*cough*Tsukki*cough*) and you’re congratulating him and the team (who all thank you)

-side note: even though you give Noya plenty of attention too, the attention of your bestie still isn’t quite the same as the attention of a partner. Both Kiyoko and Yachi notice this, Kiyoko giving him a good pat on the back and a “well done” and Yachi giving him a high five and a hug. It’s still not quite the same but he relishes in it anyway because girls ((this is me vicariously living through Kiyoko and Yachi bc I too want to smother Noya in hugs))

-After eating out and celebrating and finally getting home (your parents allowing you to stay with Tanaka so long as Saeko sticks around to make sure no funny business is going on) Tanaka and you are cuddling on the couch, still pressing soft kisses to one another as he also pats your head telling you how much he loves you: “Thank you for coming Y/N, you really make me feel like the luckiest guy in the world”

Nishinoya Yuu:

-Another hyped boy!! Holy shit he loves you so much that he’s bouncing up and down on the closest person (which just so happens to be Asahi, who is terrified right now because he’s being shaken like a rattle) and pointing at you aggressively while also waving “GUYS GUYS GUYS OMG ITS Y/N GUYS ITS Y/N HI BABY!!!”

-Hinata sees this and probably says something like “Wow!! Noya-San’s s/o came to support him! That’s so cool” to which Noya absolutely just basks in because hell yeah he’s the cool guy of the group that got an s/o before everybody else. Tsukki gives an annoyed groan and Tanaka’s hyping his buddy up while also giving a wave to you. Asahi wants to wave too but is too squeamish from how much Noya’s shaking him. Suga has to get him off of him because no. The only person allowed to emotionally and physically scar Asahi is him (re: literally every time Suga hits Asahi as motivation)

-He’s jumping up and down in front of the crowd, not caring who sees or hears him as he shouts to you “This win’s gonna be for you baby!!” You laugh and reassure him that he’s gonna do great and that you’ll see him after the game, but you know that look on Daichi’s face and quickly advise Noya to go back before Daichi sends him to an early grave.

-He gives a pout and goes back but not before flashing you one more big grin that absolutely melts your heart. Tanaka’s giving him a pat on the back, assuring him that they’re gonna win this and he’ll be able to smooch your beautiful face the moment they get off the court. Noya’s extra pumped now and the whole team is ready to take home the win

-Cheering Noya on not only inflates his ego but apparently it boosts his speed as he’s receiving balls left and right, not even giving the opponents a chance to score a point. He can receive even the nastiest spikes and he’s loving the way his arms are burning (he makes a note to show them off to you later, almost as if they’re battle scars he got while fighting heroically. Ofc you reassure him as such when you’re praising him later)

-During timeouts or anytime he’s out of the court and just resting on the bench getting his thoughts together he’s also looking at you. You both give each other encouraging looks and when you make a little heart at him with your hands, he’s blushing extra hard and he’s thinking his heart is going to jump right out of his chest. He’s grabbing the nearest person (Probably Narita or Kinoshita, poor bbys) and clutching his heart while saying “My Y/N is so freaking cute look at how cute they are oh my god-“ “Yup, mhm, absolutely adorable Noya now please let go of me-“

-At one point he does rolling thunder (yes, and he says it out loud while doing it) and for a hot second everything goes kinda silent because why tf did he say that out loud that’s so stupid- but to you that just makes him extra cool as you’re cheering him on in the stands shouting “YEAH!! GO ROLLING THUNDER!!!” Noya has selective hearing and only hears you praising him so his ego is inflated even further

-When Karasuno inevitably wins thanks to everyone’s hard work, but especially Noya’s incredible receives and the Kghn quick attack, everyone is cheering and laughing and when Noya and Tanaka do a really sweet chest bump, Noya’s immediately looking up to you in the stands going “See! Told you I’d win for you!” You give a soft smile and laugh quietly as you get up to go down and congratulate the rest of the team

-Noya jumps on you the moment he sees you, smothering you in kisses and love and while he is cute it’s also low key gross because he is sweating really really bad and he’s getting it all over your clothes. You know if you push him off though, he’ll be pouty and upset so you let him do it anyway because what’s one happy boyfriend compared to some slightly sweaty clothes?

-Even though everybody is really tired and exhausted Noya somehow isn’t? Or at least it’s not showing as he’s happily stuffing his face and going on and on to you how amazing he felt while playing today, pulling a Hinata and giving weird sound effects while he’s eating (“mmfmmfandWOOSH-“) literally nobody can understand him but because he’s your boyfriend and you’re a certified Nishinoya Professional™ you understand him perfectly and eagerly add on (at this point nobody’s surprised because they all know how whipped you two are).

-The moment he gets home though he is OUT and immediately falls asleep as soon as you two are cuddling on his bed. As you’re stroking his hair and he’s slowly drifting further into unconsciousness in your arms he whispers to you before completely going out “I love you Y/N, thank you for cheering me on”

Sugawara Koushi:

-Now one might think that because he’s one of the more “mature” ones of the group he’d be more calm and collected right? WRONG, mans is absolutely freaking out. You all saw the way he was when Kiyoko held his hands, how do you think he’d react to his beautiful s/o calling his name in the stands? He’s absolutely going to be flustered as hell

-He’s so happy and he feels so grateful that you’re here to cheer him on and he needs Daichi and Asahi to hold him for a quick sec because he’s just so happy that you’re there. Asahi and Daichi are high key making fun of him but Sugawara doesn’t give a shit and knows it’s just bc they’re jealous they don’t have an s/o yet (totally that and not because he looks like a tomato, yep absolutely)

-You give your hellos to Asahi, Daichi, and Kiyoko too and they all promise that he’ll be fine and will definitely have his time to shine today. Even though you don’t mind whether or not he actually gets to play, you nod and continue to cheer them on.

-When Ukai actually subs him in Suga is on fire, utilizing the signals to the max and scoring so many points for the team. He even does a few setter dumps! He can’t quite put his finger on it but he feels especially in shape today and like he can take anything on. He definitely has you to thank for that.

-He actually stays in the game from then on nearly all the way to the end of the match, only being subbed out for Hinata when Ukai wanted to use his and Kageyama’s quick attack. It’s only when he finally reaches the sidelines does it dawn on him that oh shit he’s going to pass out- his energy today has been fueled x10 and when he finally gets to calm down and focus on himself, he’s gasping for water and dripping in sweat. He looks up to you and you’re concerned face because you see how absolutely wrecked he looks but he gives you a cute smile to reassure you that he’s completely fine and even blows you a kiss and mouths an “I love you”- shit you’re so soft for him (even when he’s a sweaty mess)

-Soon he’s out back out there and it’s a little concerning how easily he was able to go back into his Uber focused mode. Nonetheless it was especially useful, as he immediately pulled off a setter dump and got the team to match point. At this point you and Yachi are clinging to each other in the stands, anxious for the result of the game.

-Karasuno wins! And you’re all jumping in the air and the team is hyped and everybody’s happy and patting Sugawara on the back for being the absolute MVP of the day. He’s just so happy that he managed to be out there for so long, especially since it’s a game that you, his beautiful, wonderful s/o came to attend.

-He’s low key limping out of the doors because damn is he so freaking tired and almost collapses on you the moment you come in for a hug (doing so after he first cups your face and gives your forehead a kiss). You’re holding him by the waist and he has his arms wrapped around your shoulders as he’s giving you soft kisses to the neck and cheek and it’s all low key embarrassing and you’re blushing but also giggling because he’s cute and it tickles

-He’s absolutely clinging to you after the game, always with a hand on your waist/hip or maybe even on your ass (“Koushi not in public-“) but either way he can’t keep his hands off you and has to have his head on your shoulder as you’re all waiting for the food to come. Nobody except Daichi says anything because they all know that he’s absolutely dead at this point but Daichi’s teasing him for being so clingy (“wow, you really can’t keep it to yourself today can you?” “Shut it Daichi-“ “Koushi, be nice!”)

-He doesn’t even finish his food because he’s so sleepy, so you pack it up and Takeda offers to drive you two to Sugawara’s house, which you accept. He falls asleep in the car and you’re carrying him out by the shoulder when you get home (Takeda says he’ll help but you insist it’s fine). When you close the door behind you he gets up and lazily kabedons you against it. He lifts his head from your shoulder and gives a tender kiss to your lips, which you happily accept and cup his face for. When you two separate he’s giving a sleepy smile, his eyes lidded but still so very in love with you. One more kiss to your lips before he says “Thank you for being there for me”