#GO OUTSIDE OR SOMESHIT

[meshyjournalofinterests]

"o noez!! fandom 1 is gonna end up liek fandom 2!"

"its gonna be as bad as xyz fandom"

"(insert character) is gonna be the next (insert character)"

SHUT UP!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!

[seniaasaysstuff]

who did this to you? toji fushiguro x fem!reader. (repost)

little drabble<3 flirty toji is just so babygirl

Toji fushiguro was the bane of your existence. You hated him with a burning passion. It wasn’t as if that wasn’t known.

Everyone knew about it and the feelings were mutual. Toji hated you as well. You tried your best to tolerate the man because of your elder brother’s sake but sometimes you just wanted to smack Toji across his smug-looking face and permanently disfigure his pretty face.

So it was safe to say that it was very bad when you were standing at his door at almost 2 a.m. with bruises on your face.

Toji had just finished up with a woman and was standing in his boxers, in his kitchen drinking water when he heard the doorbell ring and there were rapid knocks on his door.

Toji was alert and contemplated if he should open the door or not. He grabbed his shotgun and walked over to the door and took a peek through the little keyhole.

To his surprise, his best friend’s little sister, his sworn ‘enemy’ was standing at the door. He hurriedly opened the door and was surprised.

Mascara-tinged tears were streaming down your face, leaving two black streaks on your face. Your hair looked rough, you were supporting bruises all over your neck and arms.

“Toji,” you shakily called out as he opened the door. Your legs gave out and you were about to fall when Toji steadied you in his arms.

“Who did this to you?” Toji furiously asked. You weren’t able to respond and just sobbed in his chest. Toji had never felt this miserable in his life.

“He-he tried to,” you gasped, unable to speak. Your entire body was quivering.

“Calm down sweetheart. I’m here, aren’t I? I will kill him for you hm? He dared to lay a hand on you.” Toji seethed.

“C’mere,” he softly spoke and enveloped you in a hug. He led you to the couch and sat you down on his lap as he soothingly rubbed your back.

“I had nowhere else to go. I- was at a party,” You spoke unsteadily.

“Take your time baby,” Toji softly stated as he brushed his thumb on your lips.

“I was invited to a party by my friends and they- there was a guy, he kept staring at me. I went outside to take a breather and he got me. I shouted for help but nobody came. They all just brushed me off.” You took a deep breath and continued.

“Since your house was a 5-minute walk from here I ran. I’ve seen him numerous times at parties and there was also a time when he was standing outside my apartment complex staring at my window. Thank god I was on alert today otherwise I would’ve been-” You shuddered at the thought. What if you didn’t notice the signs and drank what he gave you?

“He didn’t?” Toji questioned. You shook your head. Toji for a moment had a look of relief on his face but it soon changed.

“He dared to beat you,” Toji carefully wiped the tears off your face. “He’s going to regret even attempting to breathe near you,” Toji coldly said.

“Doll first let’s get you to the bathroom,” He spoke as he carried you, who was still clinging onto him for dear life to his bathroom. He gently sat you on the countertop.

“I can do it on my own,” you mumbled as he wet a towel and was about to wipe your face.

“Shush baby, I’ll do it for you,” Toji said and gently wiped your face. “Why do you wear so much mascara? This shit is blacker than my soul,” He muttered under his breath. You tried your best to muffle your laughter but ended up snorting instead.

“Cheeky pig eh? Be careful or I’ll eat you up.” Toji deadpanned. You scoffed, “eating me up? So you’re into cannibalism now?”

Toji looked at you and chuckled, “Well if you want. I give a pretty good oral by the way. 5-star reviews only,” He winked at you as he said that.

You scrunched your nose. “You’re nasty and to address the elephant in the room why are you in your boxers and have hickeys all over you?”

“Just had a one-night stand. Lady’s still upstairs? I don’t know sleeping or someshit. Don’t even remember her name,” Toji shrugged.

“I’ll go get ice for your bruises. Your brother will kill me if he finds that I didn’t heal them.” He muttered under his breath and he walked away and appeared a minute later.

“Hand,” he demanded and started the cold compress. “After this, I’m taking you to the motherfucker that dared to touch you. Let’s beat the shit out of him.” His eyes were filled with fury.

“I thought you’d be like ‘Stay here and I’ll deal with him’ but I was wrong I guess,” you mumbled.

“Darling, you need to see what happens to these creatures that dare to touch you. Your brother, Shiu, and I are both very articulate when dealing with small fry like him.”

“I didn’t want to admit this but you don’t know how relieved I am that you’re here. With you around nobody will dare touch me. This is a temporary truce though okay? After this, we’re back to being enemies again.” You grumbled as you wrapped your arms around the man, tightly hugging him.

Toji chuckled, “Sure baby whatever you want. Let me go wear my clothes,” he mumbled and walked towards his room.

“Now Let’s go remind a filthy bug his place,” He spoke as he walked outside his room, supporting a mad grin on his face. You were feeling excited. You were never allowed to watch Toji or Shiu during their missions so this was a thrilling moment for you.

You sat in the car outside the club with Toji.

You felt anxious, your hands were trembling but you tried your best to conceal them from him.

Toji noticed it and grasped your shaking hands. “You’re okay doll. I’ll make sure of that. When I’m here you never need to feel scared or worry,” he assured you. You gave him a tense smile.

“Let’s go hm?” He said as he patted your head. He got out of the car and opened the door for you. “Lead the way, sweetheart,” He flashed you a smile.

Toji clasped your hand with his and walked with you inside the ongoing party. “Do you see him?” Toji whispered to you. Your eyes darted across the club and saw the guy flirting with a woman. You pointed at the man.

Toji nodded, his eyes filled with unbridled rage. He took long strides toward the man and questioned, “Is this him?”

“Yes,” You responded with a shaky sigh. Toji grabbed the man by his shirt and threw him on the floor. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at him. Nobody dared to stop him. Who would? He was toji fushiguro, the crazy hitman.

Toji paid no heed to the attention and dragged the dude outside the club by his shirt. He picked him up and slammed him on the ground again.

“Motherfucker, do you know who I am?” Toji asked as his foot made its way to the man’s crotch. The man pleaded to leave him alone but toji just chuckled and kicked him in the crotch area making the man cry out in pain.

He roughly grabbed the man’s face and pointed towards you. “Do you know who she is?” He questioned. The man was hesitant to reply but nodded his head.

Toji punched the man in his face. “I repeat, do you know who she is?” The now bruised ugly man cried in agony. “I know!” He screamed. Toji looked satisfied with his answer. The man looked at you pleadingly but you just looked away from him.

“Now do you know what the Kong clan is?” He asked in amusement. The man shivered at the mention of the Kong clan. “Ho-w co-uld I n-ot kn-ow?” His voice trembled as he spoke.

Toji chuckled. “She is the clan leader’s sister. Someone you dared to lay your disgusting eyes on. I’m tempted to gouge your eyes out but I will leave that to her brother.” He got up and stepped on his lower body, basically crushing his balls.

The man wailed, feeling excruciating pain. He screamed your name, cursing you out. You giggled at the sight. You walked up to Toji and casually stomped your foot on his chest. “Serves you right,” You spoke with a smile as you grabbed Toji’s arm.

“Toji can we leave now? Order one of the brothers ’ lackeys to lock him up. You and Brother Shiu can deal with him later,” You grumbled, feeling very tired.

“Sure dollie. I’ll text the clean-up guy.” He replied.

You let out a yawn and leaned against Toji. “M’so sleepy.” It took you a good two business days to realize what you just did. You jumped away from him and looked at his arm in disgust. “Let’s never talk about this day ever again.”

“Aww is the mean version of you back again? I preferred when you acted all cute and cozy with me.” Toji teasingly said to you.

You glared at him. “I forgot how insufferable you were for a minute.” “Oh baby I wished that you would forget about that,” He mockingly voiced.

“Oh baby meh meh meh,” you mimicked his voice and stuck your tongue out at him. Toji leaned forward and entangled your tongue with his, essentially pulling you in for a kiss.

He softly wrapped his hand around your neck as he kissed you. Your hands roamed all over his body and made their way to his butt and you squeezed it. Toji furrowed his brows and broke away from the kiss leaving a string of saliva between you two.

“You’re awfully kinky, aren’t you? I’m not into butt stuff but this,” Toji said as he led your hand to his crotch. “I’m into this. Touch it all you want, Dollie.”

You scrunch your nose. “Didn’t you just have sex with a girl? I’m not trying to catch a std from you.”

Toji burst out laughing. “I’ll get tested today then let’s do it tomorrow.” You hit him on the chest, “You’re nasty.” “Nasty for you.” He said with a wink.

[domreader-headcannon-scenarios]

This image does so much to me, like I love it, I love the thought of leaving him like this at the mercy of random devil in some bar or someshit to humiliate Gabriel…

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Gabriel was pitiful, he wanted you to forgive him, upon the angels coming to the conclusion to turn to you instead of there missing God, they’d all come flocking to you for forgiveness to which you forced peace between them and demons to ensure they’d both be safe and more importantly.

You could finally go home.

The only angel you had a personal hatred against decided to show up in Hell. Unannounced, he dropped to his knees, pleading with you to forgive his wrong doings. You honestly were baffled he’d had the guts to show up to you after killing your best friend.

You wanted to make him suffer, but not wounded, you were going to let him go but given he’s dumb enough to come back, you needed to stop that.

And you didn’t need to be kind over it, after all, you’d never see him again.

With the help of Satan you got all you needed, you were going to humiliate and punish Gabriel. You got Satan to dress him up in the special ‘gear’ you chose for him.

Gabriel was standing awkwardly afterwards, he was surprised when you ‘checked’ to make sure he was dressed right. The ruby red panties you’d gotten him fit quite well, though they left little to the imagination (maybe that’s why the angel couldn’t meet your gaze afterwards.

The thin metal chains decorating him fit snugly, almost like a harness. The collar got tightly on him, you’re sure Satan did that on purpose. You show him the next accessory. A gag.

The angel’s wings flared at the sight of Chains, he backs up a few steps. Right as your getting frustrated at the thought of chasing him, Satan forces him on his knees by grabbing a fistful if his hair. “Why don’t you fuck him up before we whore him out?” Gabriel’s eyes widen and as he opens his mouth to speak, you shove the gag in.

You tied the gag firmly to keep him quiet. “Satan pick him up we are ready to go.” You grab the chains, carrying them as Satan threw the angel over his shoulder. Gabriel struggled and reached to remove the gag. Before you could correct him, Satan dropped him and took one of the chains, tying Gabriel’s hands and feet firmly behind his back before lifting him again. Gabriel still struggled, even trying to vocalize a complaint with the gag.

“If you keep struggling, angel cakes, I’ll leave you tied here.” Satan warned, to which the angel froze and obediently stopped. Gabriel looked to you with puppy eyes. Maybe it was the excitement, but apart of you wanted to give him a kiss.

You resist the urge and let Satan lead the way. You held the door open to the bar, watching Satan noticeably hesitate deciding if he wanted to hit the angel in the door way. Upon entering you noticed demons leering at the angel, a few whistles echo even with the music blaring.

Satan dropped Gabriel on a booth table you sat at the center, with Gabriel’s head basically in your lap as Satan and a few random devils helped tie the angel securely. The angel is left with his legs dangling over the edge of the table, a whimper escapes him, barely audible over the music, though it was clearly directed at you as he stares up at you. You pat his head. “Don’t worry, the demons will take great care of you, we are in Abaddon after all.”

You slip on his ‘horns’ while Satan places on his ‘wings’ as Gabriel struggles against the restraints, a muffled hiss escapes him as Satan gropes him, in a showey matter, he rubs Gabriel’s limp member, you nodded up to him. To the angels relive he stopped and stepped back. Satan took a deep breath, then bellowed.

“Hey! Citizens of Abaddon! This right here,” He gestured to the angel. “Is here for entertainment purposes only, until closing time, your free to use this angel as you please!” Satan shouted so loud your sure anyone outside the bar could hear him. Gabriel visibly stiffened when all eyes were on him, he whined, looking up to you once more for mercy, despite his punishment not even starting.

You watch one of the devils approach and he waste no time, grabbing the bottom part of Gabriel’s dress shirt, ripping off the half the shirt in one fluid motion. Gabriel let’s out a muffled yelp, legs protectively pressed together as he yanked on the restraints. The devil easily forced the angels legs apart, he held them like that as another devil approached and poked at the angels limp member.

“Do you think he’d like to flipped over to face Solomon’s descendant?” The smaller demon half joked. “The way he’s looking at them, I bet he wishes they were touching him!”

The devils laugh, the smaller on unzipped Gabriel’s pants, exposing the panties. There’s silence for a few seconds before more devils join in on the laughing.

Gabriel tenses as they poke and prod and his sensitive parts, until he’s left hard, cock half exposed, clothes teared leaving little protected, the least damaged item on him was the panties. One of the devils reached into their pocket, taking out a small handful of money and pulling back Gabriel’s panties enough to slip it in.

“Thank for the show, Cutie.” A clearly drunk devil stood over him, intentionally leaving the cash pressed against the angels most delicate parts as he felt up the angel. The demon looked up at you. “Is he yours?”

Without missing a beat you say. “Yes, and he’s been bad, use him as you like.” With that the poor angels swarmed, you watch in amusement as the devils felt him up, prodded him and clawed at his exposed parts, you catch once a devil had their feel, they leave embarrassingly low amounts of cash in his panties, and shirt.

Gabriel cries out, visibly trembling and when you look down, to your amusement a devil at licking his clothed cock as it’s forced to stiffen under the overwhelming attention.

[angstymdzsthoughts]

Hi! So, I've been rereading some of your AUs, and I happen to have read that A-Yuan is obv left in LWJs care.

So I had a thought. Gusu Lan disciples, despite the "gossiping is forbidden rule", are prone to, well, gossiping. Even the elders do it. A-Yuan will grow up surrounded by gossipers, whispers, and stories about his mother. Only knowing the man through the words of other because his own immediate family won't say anything.

His granduncle, when asked, would only sigh mournfully and shake his head, saying that his mother was a diligent and compassionate empress. His ever smiling uncle would only look at him with a sad smile while telling him that he would have loved the empress, and the empress would have loved him back if they have met. His father on the other hand was a whole different story. Whenever he asked him about his a-niang, he'll get this far away, sorrowful, and vacant look. As if reminiscing about a past and a future long gone. His father would only stare at him with tears in his eyes and tell him that his mother loved him. That he had to leave because he didn't have a choice, because of the emperor's folly.

But A-Yuan, only knowing his father his whole life couldn't imagine what he could have done to make his a-niang leave. He was a caring father, an attentive parent, always there when he needs someone, a bit overprotective (extremely protective). He loves a-Yuan so much, and gifts him whatever he may ever want and need. He also always helps him in his homeworks. So what, what could his father have done that his a-niang abandoned him.

When they go to town, the commoners would look at him in pity. He sometimes hear them saying "poor child, lost his mother to injustice before they've even met." Or something along the line. The vendors would sometimes give him something for free, be it a toy, a candy or a fruit. Claiming that the empress has been generous, so why should we keep what we obtained from his generosity and kindness to ourselves, or something like that. (I suck at being poetic or someshit °^°). This always left a-Yuan sad because these people have met his mother while he has not. Did his mother not want him? Was he not good? He eats his vegetables, he follows the rules(though his immediate family doesn't chain him to them much and overlook some mistakes he does.), His father always tells him to be good, kind, and understanding. To listen and judge righteously and justly, and to never be so impulsive with his decisions. He is, so why is his a-niang not coming home?

Back in the palace, not all children are as kind as you would think with all the rules of their clan. Some are prone to bullying others because they're related to an elder in the council, or an official. A-Yuan, despite being known as the beloved son of the emperor is not safe from these bullies. It gets too much sometimes because they use his a-niang to get to him. They tell him that his a-niang didn't want him, that his father imprisoned his a-niang, that his a-niang will never come back. a-Yuan didn't understand those jabs at first, and Jingyi is always there to comfort and reassure him. But it always left a bitter feeling in a-Yuan, why can't he have a happy and complete family while others can?

It wasn't until his first night hunt that he learned of the truth. (You can go wild with how this goes. Can be that they stumbled into the burial mounds turned empress's sanctuary, or he finds his mother's grave somewhere outside gusu because WWX can't be buried in Lan grounds for some unknown reason, he hears a bard singing about his mother's tragic life at an inn they decided to stay the night at, he meets JL with his unfiltered mouth. Up to you)

How he reacts is also open for debate 😊though I can imagine it won't be good.

Sorry it got so long😅. Sorry for any errors as well. Have a nice day ☺️.

I vote little prince Yuan goes to Yunmeng and meets his uncle and aunt for the first time. They bring him to Wei Wuxian's grave (because like hell they would allow him to be buried anywhere else but his home) and tell him stories about their youth.

It's the first time he actually learns about what Wei Wuxian was like. Everyone else just says the same 'he was such a good empress, so kind, would have loved you' over and over. Now he knows that his mother loved to laugh and play the flute and was a skilled painter. He knows what his favorite food is and what pranks he would play on their old teachers. Here, in Lotus Pier, he feels closer to his mother then ever before.

He also mourns him like he never has before. One of his cousins asked him how he can properly mourn someone he never knew, but gods does he mourn his mother. His aunt and uncle understand and are kind to him. They share the letters Wei Wuxian had written them and let him keep the ones where he told them about his pregnancy and how happy he was.

"What happened to him?" Lan Yuan asked them one night. "No one has ever told me. For a long time I didn't even know if he was dead."

His aunts eyes grew wet and his uncle clenched his hands into fists. Together they told him the truth everyone else had avoided. They told him about the false accusations and the imprisonment and the neglect that lead to his death. They assured Lan Yuan that he was not to blame and that his mother had loved him. It was the first time Lan Yuan believed it.

[sapphire-weapon]

what are your thoughts on the horniness and thirst around leon since the remake came out? and all of the content that comes with it (reader inserts, actual animated p0rn etc)? i saw some teens complaining that it was weird and 'ruining the fandom' - but i didn't really think anything of it since, yk, fandoms are gonna fandom, it is what it is (and it's leon so, it's not surprising).

i remember you mentioning that back in 2005, it was very hard for RE fans to talk abt leon outside of his relationship to ada, so i was also wondering how the fandom dealt with general leon-induced horniness back in the day

oh, this might be my favorite ask I've gotten in a while.

/gleefully rubs hands together

First off, teenagers need to shut the fuck up about the fandom. There used to be a time when you'd go into the Resident Evil tag here on Tumblr and you'd get a bunch of weird model viewer porn of Chris banging Dante or someshit. Early RE fandom was filled with a bunch of zombie-on-Jill (and later, Claire) porn. Sometimes it was even zombie dog porn. I don't wanna hear shit about anything porn-related from some fuckin kids who don't know just how depraved this fandom has been. This fandom was built on fucked up porn.

So, in a similar vein, that Leon thirst has always been there. Always, always, always. Do you think that Leon almost overthrew Chris as the face of Resident Evil because fans just... "liked his character"? NO. IT'S BECAUSE WE WANTED TO FUCK HIM. We wanted him in every hole, in every position, and we didn't care what we had to do to get Capcom to give him to us. The only reason why Chris was never dethroned was because the gays circled the wagons around him with RE5's release.

However.

Reader fics and self-inserts are a very new and recent phenomenon in fandom spaces. Even as recently as the mid-2010s, this was something unheard of. Fandom OCs were not okay. If you had a fandom OC, or if the fandom even suspected that you were self-inserting in any way, you got publicly shamed and sometimes even exiled from fandom spaces.

But there was one big, hypocritical problem with that mindset.

If you can't already see where this is going, let me help.

This is the reason why Aeon vs Cleon got as toxic and volatile as it was, back in the day.

Oh, yes. Fans would pick which of the two women they identified with more, and that ship became their vehicle for Leon smut. So, now, it wasn't just a ship. Now, it was personal -- because fans were using Ada or Claire to self-insert in a socially acceptable way. So, if someone rejected Cleon, and you were Team Cleon, chances are, you took that as someone saying "You're not good enough for Leon. You don't deserve him." -- even if you didn't consciously realize that that's what you were doing or how you were perceiving things.

Back in the days of LiveJournal, you found so many fics of just blatant OOC shit, because it wasn't really about Claire or Ada as characters. It never really was. Ada and Claire were just a means to the end goal that was Leon's cock.

So, if nothing else, modern-day fandom is a lot more honest.

Personally? I'll never be interested in reader fics because of how taboo it was for literally my entire life -- I will always see it as cringe, and I will always question that person's grasp on the line between fiction and reality, even though I know consciously that that's not fair for me to do, and that author isn't doing anything that I wasn't thinking about at their age. But prejudices gonna prejudice.

But I'm fucking stoked that I can talk openly about Leon's cock these days, and I don't have to filter it through some fucking ship that I don't care about. I can just sit here and say to you guys -- hey. I think Leon's into edging, and he secretly wants someone to make him beg, but he's too much of a control freak to allow it, so he just makes his partner beg instead. And no one fucking gives a shit!

It's so freeing. I'm so happy.

[quintushazard]

HI :) pucci. :3

HI :3 There'll be soooome spoilers here so :)

First impression: I didn't really think about him much when I first saw him tbh :0 I just thought 'huh, cool' and moved on.

Impression now: THE BEST EVER. The TRAGIC backstory. He was a GOOD PERSON once upon a time. Crying and clawing at the walls. Y'know. I fucking love him so much. The best bastard ever.

Favorite moment: (SPOILERZZZZZZZ) THE part in Heavy Weather where he's holding Perla's body and going "I SHOULD BE THE ONE WHO'S DAAAAMNED" UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Idea for a story: (SPoilers 2) God. Uhhhh I always thought what if Pucci and Jolyne were handcuffed together AGAIN but they were like, in the void after they died and they were like. Forced to talk or someshit. It'd be funny I think.

Unpopular opinion: He does NOT hate Whitesnake they are THE BEST OF FRIENDS (belligerent)

Favorite relationship: (Assuming this also means platonic/familial) How can I ever choose. In canon, it'd be him and Perla or him and Whitesnake. Outside of canon him and Jolyne are like Bowser and Mario I think (PLATONICALLY!!!!!!!!!!!) and c'mon. Jotaro e Pucci and the yaoi potential (I am JOAKING)

Favorite headcanon: I always write him in roleplays as having had a crush on George Michael from Wham and Freddie Mercury from Queen when he was in his teens and twenties. That's the most interesting thing I can think of :)

Thanks for the ask!

[oreganosbaby]

honestly, re: caroline and rome, like... their slay if logan just let rome go with her. honestly tho, it's so like logan to just try to make it like rome wants to fuck his mother instead of admitting to himself that he's genuinely worried rome's gay or someshit. i mean, truly is there anything worse to someone like logan than having a son who would rather listen to mummy and her bitchy vapid friends gossip than to go outside and do sports or someshit.

[justanotherpersonsuniverse]

Fucking shitty ass anons bringing sleep deprived rem to send asks. If you want to rp with dogs or someshit acrually go to the right fucking place for that shit. You mother fuckers sound like whiney ass babies who throw tantrums over someone's appearance being outside the norm because How Dare Someone Exist The Way You Don't Like

Just fuck off

No one fucking wants you here anyway for whatever weird fetish you have. Go deal with that I actual proper spaces with, oh and here's the kicker, CONSENTING PARTIES YOU CUNTS

thank you <33

[jjkeverlast]

https://jjkeverlast.tumblr.com/post/690686026912579584/have-you-ever-had-a-wattpad-type-experience-irl something romantic that makes you scream WATTPAD. Yk? Like extremely erotic or someshit

For now, I'd love to know your any nsfw or whatever experience that sound like a wattpad story lmaoo

i don't feel like i should expose myself too much when it comes to my sexual experiences, but i have a 'romantic' wattpad moment.

basically me and my ex-fwb agreed to meet. before we had an agreement i told him that i'd want to kiss one day in the rain like in the TV-shows. the night we met up it was storming outside and just like heavy ass rain, when we met and are about to go inside, he kisses me under the rain and says right after: you told me you wanted to experience it, you're welcome.

hope that's wattpady enough for you anon :)

[myrfing]

sorry to give my 2 cents on this totally conclusive world rending issue but the fanfic prestige discarse is hilarious like who cares. there is no solid boundary but for the most part fanfic doesn't fulfill what original novels provide and a means of creation based mostly around wish fulfillment vs anything else isn't going to be the same thing like I draw mostly anime fanart and I'm not going to be mad if they won't even consider my shit in the louvre. I like some anime fanartists far better than "the masters" works and their stuff is of more interest to me and strikes me more deeply but that doesn't mean i need the rest of society to acknowledge some hierarchy in regards to whether or not it's "worth" as much. not all creations have to be sacred or someshit they're just something you do. freely shared fanworks have always been outside the range of the "how much is this quantifiably worth" obsession so why even bring it in here

[kvltprince]

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[dogmeatthedead]

How Deathstroke and Wintergreen met

Best friends; they can be a good influence or someone that you raise hell with. The friendship between Slade Wilson and William Wintergreen most definitely falls squarely into the latter. From heroic deeds, to not so heroic ones, from emotional moments to silly pranks, they seem to be best of friends. So where did this deep bond come from and just how strong is it really? But before that I want to talk real quick about their relationship. Don't get me wrong, I love it, I really do but....... it's not exactly healthy. I'm not saying its bad, just that its maybe not the healthiest. 

^some fanart I commissioned years ago now

This is a quick introduction, and talks the most about loyalty, so you won't understand what I'm talking about here. I just wanted to keep this relativity short because trust me, I could keep going on and on, but this is just the introduction if you will before I go on about the more complicated stuff.

Which version can I trust?

As so many things are with comic continuity, there are multiple different origins, however rather than go for the total slap in the face that is the version from Deathstroke rebirth, I shall go with the far superior Pre New 52’s version.

The Beginning 

Ironically, it all began because Slade and Will switched roles.

Now I do have a purpose for saying this. Slade is the “villain” of the friendship, while Will is often seen as the moral compass; and while I do have issues with this form of classification, it works with what I’m trying to say. The direct cause of their friendship was that Slade acted morally while Will broke regs. The man whose orders Slade disobeyed is named Sampson, remember that, it’ll become important later.

The manner in which they met reflects their future relationship, which is to say that when Will stopped Slade from getting beat up it established that they would trade off helping each other.

The beginning may have showed how they met but let’s move onto how they became friends.

Establishing of the friendship

There early friendship seems to be heavily based on trading life debts/ getting people out of fights.

As mentioned above, They met because Will won a fight for Slade, but Will got another win after Samson, still upset over Slade disobeying him, sent a young Slade on a suicide mission. However the universe is a dick and the mission was a success however Slade was caught in an explosion.

This time Will broke ranks and saved Slade, something that Sampson never forgot and as Will says next he faced the wrath of General Sampson.

But rather than that, we need to take a detour first.

My classmate who is in the army, and from what I’ve witnessed for my self in the little time that I’ve served is that once you make a friend in the military, you’re friends for life. You don’t need to keep in contact, but once you see each other again, no matter how long you’ve been apart, its like you were never away.

Which is pretty clearly what happened here.

Will was then Slade’s best man, and so far as cannon tells, they were never separated again. From best man Will stayed at Slade’s side during the enhancements, and fought the government to see Slade when the tests went south.

Slade repays his life debt 

Remember when Wintergreen disobeyed Sampson aka king of sending people on death missions? Well Sampson did it again. 

He assigned Will on a job which failed, and resulted in Will being captured and tortured by the vietcong. Sampson knew that Will’s heart would have failed and he wouldn’t have survived his captivity.

Slade was not stationed with Will during this mission, rather he found out that Will had been captured a week after Joey was born. At this point, Slade was stationed as a desk jockey in the Army. After he got his enchantments Slade’s powers fluctuated between super strength and being paralyzed. The army declared his unfit to serve in action and this jaded Slade towards them so that when his powers stabilized, he hid it from them knowing that if he told them, and work he was wouldn’t have been offered in sincerity. For someone like Slade, that would have been hell. Anyway, that’s why he wasn’t stationed with Wintergreen. 

Slade showed up anyway and saved Will in the garish outfit. An amusing look at Deathstroke's proto suit.

Look not that this matters or is relevant but this whole scene is part of why I think that Rebirth’s story is just plainly bad. Obligatory in my opinion disclaimer.  When they meet in rebirth Slade and Will don’t know each other, there's no connection. Unlike DS classic where they start their relationship off with Wintergreen (who one could argue is the weaker in the relationship normally) is in the position of power. It establishes that Slade started his career out as the student and as a flawed human thus perversely mirroring his relationships with other character. Honestly I could make a whole post on just this but I wanted to add it. 

Plus Slade’s proto suit in rebirth is bland and uninspired. It totally lacks personality, yeah it “looks better” but I never thought that this suit was meant to look good, it looks like he made it to scare the living shit out of people like a jungle god or someshit. Okay mini rant over.

Remember Sampson? Yeah I’ve mentioned him a few times. Anyway, after Slade saved Will Sampson essentially forced Slade into retirement.

Forced out of a commission that he EARNED for being a damn amazing soldier, not viz blackmail. F*ck you very much Priest!

Moving forward

Slade needs both someone to love and someone to love him (one of the only things Priest and I agree on) After Addie shot Slade, Will took her place.

  There really isn’t all that much more to talk about without rehashing almost the entirety of the 90’s run.

Let’s review

Slade and Will became friends and stayed friends due to a “horse’s ass of a soldier” named Sampson, would continue being best of friends through tragedy and at least one divorce (Not counting Will’s vaguely mentioned ones which would bring the score up to a shared five)

So their best friends, but just how loyal are they?

Short, boring answer? Extremely.

Longer, more fun answer? Let’s look at a few of my favorite examples.

This is from the Sins of the Father arc from the first run (an arc that I can’t recommend enough by the way.) Wherein the sins committed by Will’s father comes back to haunt him. Slade and Will “commandeer” a plane, and in the process Will almost gets cut in half by the plane’s wing before Slade saves him.

All taken from issue 50 of the original run, (Part of the crime boss crossover arc I think.) Slade is going on what looked like a death mission, and he laments not having Wintergreen besides him. Que Will showing up, and for the first time in (I’m pretty sure at least) the whole arc, Slade smiles.

I could use these images as being proof enough alone, but I though I’d add the others as well.

“What are you talking about? Will’s just sitting there.”

Yeah, its plain and kinda boring, but the context is that Will is sitting there outside the operating room just waiting for Slade to get out after he was in an explosion. I don’t know why, but this just hits me in the feels for some reason. He doesn’t say anything to Steel, but its like he’s saying where else would I be? Slade was with Will when he was in hospital in Germany, and even set up a hospital at his house so that Will could recover from injuries at home. Where else would Will be when Slade is hurt. He said it best-  they’ve been with each other countless times at deaths door, they’ve been each others everything for  over 25 years.

[starrypawz]

For the prompt kiss, I would loved reading 30- for the pairing you want!

50 Type of Kisses

Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

Also we seem to have switched back to third person writing again

“It’s too fucking hot-” Jonny groans as he lies back on the grass.

“You’re the one wearing long sleeves in a heatwave-” Lucas points out, Jonny huffs and pulls the sleeves down over his hands a bit more, “And you’re wearing black-”

That makes Jonny cross his arms over his chest, covering up the Alice in Chains logo on his shirt.

One thing Lucas realises as he sits there, his tanktop sticking to his skin is over the years he’s been stuck in the Casket.

Heat sucks and human bodies are terrible at dealing with it. Fuck it

Lucas pulls the soaked tank top off over his head, grinning just a little as Jonny notices and then looks away, Lucas settles himself down on his elbows. Now stripped to shorts and battered converse.

“What?” “Nothing-” Jonny huffs

“How the hell are you wearing jeans?” Lucas shakes his head and Jonny gives a noncommittal grunt.

This is not the sort of hot and bothered Lucas enjoys.

“Don’t they keep saying it’s gonna get hotter or someshit?” Jonny mumbles

“Huh?”

“Something about polar bears and icebergs and fuck I don’t know-” He gives a whiny mumble before admitting defeat and lying back down.

Lucas gives a half hearted sound in response and lies back against the grass, realising in short order it’s going to stick to his back.

“You really should take your shirt off-” Lucas sighs after a few moments

“Fuck off-” Lucas gives a weak chuckle, “Aww I thought we got to the stage that-”

“We’re outside-”

“There’s no one around-” Lucas grins a little and pulls at the sleeve cuff,

“Newman-”

“I’m teasing-” Lucas rolls a little closer

“Ass-” Jonny mumbles, but reaches out to link sweaty fingers with Lucas’

Lucas scooches a little closer and presses a kiss to Jonny’s lips

“Newman...-” Jonny sighs… “It’s too fucking hot-”

“I know-”

Jonny still weakly kisses back.

[shinyas-ashes]

I really wish kagami did more world building ;; like there's so much we don't know about the universe for both Catastrophe and Vampire reign.

Like the inner mechanisms of post apocalyptic Shibuya,,, what going on there?? It's canon that they've got a convenience store?? Do they have other stores like restaurants?? Do they have an economy?? Other kids go on to do different things than join the army, so what kind of jobs are available? How do they get food, are there farms??? There's so many things we don't really know and I know that it focuses on what's outside the wall but at the same time Shibuya is pretty advanced. I'd like to atleast know the population?? There's so much we don't know like this is just tip of the iceberg.

Then to catastrophe where the big focus is these two religious groups, and while they are probably similar considering the Ichinose clan hails from the Hiiragi clan I still want to know the difference?? All of the different prominent houses have their own clans so that probably means that the religious beliefs vary but are all connected by a core religion?? WHAT EVEN IS THE RELIGION?? Like "emperor's moon" and "emperor's demon" don't particularly help me figure out what the basis of that religion is?? What do they believe in, litterally all we know is that Guren's religion doesn't believe in an afterlife and that's it! Don't even get me started on the sorcery. It's a thing you can learn, you'd think the whole population would be using them- and people (or atleast the cops) know they exist- but it seems most of the population is clueless. Do they also know vampires exist?? Like Guren has a bit of info on them but I want to know if thats just info that is known by the 1% or someshit 🤣

Anyways, as you can tell I've been thinking too much about this, this isn't really meant to be cohesive it's just rambles.

[badsithnocookie]

not that anyone outside of my head really cares but i’ve been thinking about the end of kotfetet and as much as i’ve generally implied that roughly the same things happen in the defection au ‘verse i’ve also kind of

been thinking about scratching the last couple of chapters of kotet entirely and have like

 The Confrontation between vaylin-valkoriate-the outlander happen on nathema

for a number of reasons but in addition to getting vaylin closure closer to home (and some handwavy She Lives Dammit) i also like

really hate the whole robogod thing, to the extent i refuse to acknowledge it, and zildrog ‘storing up’ Force energy from nathema and releasing it when valkoriate is exorcised is just?? dumb??? and like

i kind of like the idea of nathema’s renewed Force energy coming essentially from valkoriate’s dispersed Force energy/the spiritual equivalent of his corpse. it wouldn’t be the energy he’d stolen returning to where it came from, since that is (impliedly, by rote/etc) long used up, but it’d be... karmic, i guess

vinn atrius was probably going to attempt something in the vein of dk!revan, ie, scrape back up all the Force energy to reinvigorate valkoriate or someshit. except it wouldn’t have worked because his Self is long dispersed, so he’d just end up creating some giant fuckoff homonculous sithspawn for a final boss instead of the fucking. MCP from tron

the gravestone and the fleet, man idc about them, the only thing i like about iokath is my version of it, i’m an adult and i do what i want, nobody cares outside of my head anyhow and it’s not like i write nearly as much as i think about so [waves hands] they fell into a plot hole the end

[leolaroot]

in god’s name tomorrow i am going outside to climb on a tractor or wood pile or someshit