#beast v4

[solsticelosthermind]

@spliqi, I believe you requested a tag— Sol vs Beast v4: fight

Except v4 already wins because the cover is dazai looking like THAT (im weak dont judge me. But also the use of cool blues instead of the soft purples we've gotten for Everyone else makes me want to yell he's fully separated himself from the narrative it's fine. I'm not overthinking. The cover.) and more importantly CANON AKUTAGAWA LOOKING LSKJGOIHEG oh my god. Sweet? Content? Borderline happier than we literally ever see him. He must be looking at Gin or Atsushi like. For real. I am. WEAK. AND THEN I OPEN THE FUCKING COVER AND

The problem with taking breaks to process is I've stepped down from some of the sheer crazy and holy FUCK does that opening image make me want to Spider-Man crawl out a window to fight gravity

the blood smear under his thumb on the watch face makes a heart. I feel like I need to talk a walk around the neighborhood already it's literally one page THERE IS A HEART under his THUMB made out of the blood of the director that he just killed because ptsd made him all reaction and zero thoughts.

There are 238 pages in this. It took me over six hours to make it through v3 with. Less pages. I'm either going to spend a week just on this one volume or im going to smash through it too fast and forget to scream and then my brain's going to boil right out my ears

Do you know I zoomed in on that heart so fast I missed the spread for the chapter cover and now I'm screaming again because they MATCH now. They match. They're back to back, the shading between them is identical, they're both red; highlights, their eyes, the actual blood and the blood red moon, they're facing the reader TOGETHER and they're SHARING WINGS of the same COLOR now im!!! The bags under their eyes are gone? Less? They're both determined as hell, the swiping at his mouth is entirely unfair and akutagawa should knock it off. I wrote knot. I think that's indicative of what kind of beast fic I've been reading whoops. Anyway. The. Everything. Is very yes. I'm rambling so i dont turn the page again but also fucking hell why are they so pretty who allowed this

WAIT THE TABLE OF CONTENTS PAGE im going to eat this I think. They're?? Soft?? But also watching each other's backs. Aku's coat is spread out on both sides of atsushi like he's protecting him. The MOON IS GREEN AND SOFT like new grass1!!! The orange-y highlights instead of the harsh reddddd and the implied rainnnnn. Im taking this as new beginnings and no one can stop me I don't even care this is the aftercare. Before care? Promise? That the fucking crying Im about to do might have a. The way i just stopped and yelled into my hands because i want to write "will have a purpose" and either the brainrot is so much worse than I thought or I really do need to kick dazai down the stairs moVING ON—

…the middle kid is laughing at me apparently I got a little too loud about the watch and now I'm being gently bullied about my obsessions again except he can't say shit its his FAULT I'm even IN HERE. How dare he show me bsd and then move onto other things, rude as hell

do you think atsushi's hair feels like fur. Thick and soft and fluffy. I think Aku should be able to find out that but nooo we're gonna have aku find out what his ribs look like or something instead.

They have an empty well and no food but I'm supposed to believe some guy who would easily hammer a nail into a kids' foot went out and bought some fancy ass fucking watch??? "Was he going to hug me," Atsushi you're already in the guilt spiral of all time but I AM SHAKING YOU OUT OF IT DO NOT. This is wild. The director is a whole new level of not right in the head. Someone point out to the tiger that he's saved all the kids this guys been beating half to death by actually being him fully to death. "Like a father hugs his son," atsushi. Im holding you so gently. Fucking no.

Yoooo shibusawa still shows up and makes things even more awful of course he does. But also. Atsushi what are you rationalizing right now. What you do MEAN the director was keeping it from you to protect you from the military police. (The idea of hanging him is. Im so sorry that's so funny. Absolutely would not have worked. Not important.) you were doing tiger things BEFORE you killed the guy they let EXPERIMENT on you for pity's sake. They'd been keeping it from you the whole time! They let him hurt you to the point you reacted in self defenseseeeeeee i hate how this is such a well done representation of how folks internalize abuse and justify it. If you ignore the whole. Magic tiger murder.

There is no way in hell all of those kids would've kept quiet though. Threatened or hurt or not, kids just. Say things sometimes.

"He knew I couldn't handle it, so he protected me," by locking me up and hurting me to the point I developed brain problems while also leaving me to hurt all the other kids. Right sure. Also how is this guy getting the tiger in the cage. Why did the tiger not eat him esp if the tiger is very much animal instinct.

"This is the face of evil, one who uses violence to abuse the weak!" Sigh. Sure, my guy, we'll go with " im doing it for your own good," except for how hurting the tiger probably made everything worse all the time and how you THREW HIM OUT and also doesn't explain the part where you were also being the shit out of everyone ELSE so like. Hard pass on this thanks. "How much of his heart he sacrificed." What heart. "the world is out to get you so Im just preparing you for it," right, sure. I've studied too much child-based development/psych for this to settle well.

I know what they're trying to do; it's the same as all the other characters but it just rings so hollow for me here honestly.

Atsushi's breaking my heart though. And to slam right back to AKutagawa reading him straight to filth—well. He'd know about guilt, wouldn't he. Even if they're both misplaced.

RAGDOLL AKUTAGAWA. Atsushi's beating the shit out of him with the same intensity as he had the director. How are you not dead, love. Why are you letting him. What fuckery are you up to.

Oh. Oh fuck that's a whole arm neeeevermindddddd atsushi's so used to pain it barely fucking registered oh my god. The HAND aku shapes like a gun im!! Rashomon is so much fun in every verse why is it always so pretty honestly

Two thin panels atop each other and it's just their eyes, wide and dark. Gonna crrryyy.

Again, rashomon's just pretty.but what the fuck do you mean you slit OPEN YOUR SKIN and then absorbed the blows via space im!! AKUTAGAWA WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU PICK THAT ONE UP EVEN WHAT THE HELL WAS HAPPENING IN THE SLUMS HOLY SHIT

Oda feed him more his hipbones are so sharp they're going to slice through his belt. They're so fucking insane what you do mean he's casually got atsushi crucified and is using Rashomon's tendrils like A DRILL to screwdrive his ass to the WALL and also sympathizing about the crushing weight of guilt

"I get it but you're stopping me from finding gin, and I won't regret again," and i am crying

STOP IT NII SAN

I had to smother myself for a second there. Are you telling me. Dazai set this whole things up specially to get these two to fight AND ALSO PUT GIN IN A POSITION TO JUST FUCKING WATCH??? AND gins going to side with dazai. I want an entire novel from gin's pov so I can understand literally anything she does ever in this verse girl dont do it

THE WAY AKU IMMEDIATELY screams for her!! His bug eyed frantic face on the monitor!! He's so fucking desperate!! SHE HAS BEEN WATCHING THIS THE WHOLE TIME WHAT THE FUCK

She tells him to leave. I take back everything gin's the most confusion one here to me lmao how did you go from trying to keep him with you with every ounce of yourself to believing whatever dazai said in like one night. You've had 4.5 years of dazai in your ears so this isn't unexpected i guess. But also. Why does dazai need akutagawa and gin like this.

This is mean to gin too dazai you fuck

I CAME IN MYSELF she says. TERRIBLY LONELY MAN??? Oh my god gin I'm going to throw you out another window. WHAT. The fUCk. How old even are you the 4.5 years thing is throwing me all the way off. Whatever. Turning gin against him is. Girl WHAT. "You shouldn't have anyone important in your life." Wow kay that's an unhinged thing to say to anyone ever.

No i can't take this seriously anymore. "Your violence isn't like the mafia's, we have like spreadsheets," gin sit down. Intent and rationality? I'm wheezing. Awful lot of intent, yeah, but the rationale is boiling down to 'how to ensure Atsushi and akutagawa are as fucked up as possible.' "You drag those you love into it, destroying everything." I NEED RECEIPTS GIN. Because the ones I have go like, "protects kid," "protects kid," "watches all the kids be brutally murdered," "puts down the murderers" literally what the fuck gin this right here is the only time he's actively started shit and even then it was fully provoked using YOU AS A MOTIVATOR im. Nah. Gin's living in a very different reality

Gin: you're evil (and somehow the mafia isn't???)

Akutagawa: nearly bursts into tears. Fully believes it immediately. Remembers all the dead kids and somehow this is his fault for existing despite the diamond/gang of it all. Full reversal of kenji's speech.

I don't understand, he says. Fuck, me either.

"What must I do to get you back." Im gonna do a lap around the house. The fucking agony pouring out of him.

Oh. There it is. Right. So she's just spouting things she's probably heard over the years but the core of it is: you love so much you're willing to die for it, for THEM, and I can't handle the thought of you being dead. Being without you while you live is better than being without you because you're dead.

It's very childish logic, and rooted fully in that moment where AKutagawa left her in the street. I hate that this makes sense now and it's more of the same so I should have seen this already: Dazai making use of the awful things they've lived through and the way there's never ever a choice in those moments that doesn't hurt someone.

He loved those kids so much he was willing to die for it. She loves him so much she's staying away to keep him from doing it again.

They're so fucking young.

The shock on his face. The hurt. The way Atsushi takes advantage and tries to kill him with his actual teeth. While Gin continues to watch. I'm tired. The fact this whole plot so far hinges on how damaged and short sighted everyone is is like, frustrating but also unfortunately uhhh probably the most realisitic part of the whole thing is like. Ajsdgashfg fuck

Christ back to dazai who's such a mess already. He's used "odasaku" like four times in a minute. OH ITS ODA POV??? I thought it was dazai pov ooooh that's funnnn but uh dazai did you like kill the barkeep for this

"The empty seat beside us," the way I had to be like does he mean ango or cat-man—

'Dispose of an unexplored bomb,' im squinting at you

Oda's trying to figure him out so hard and Im over here vibrating bc this dazai image is just of a deeply fucked up kid screaming love me with his entire face honestly. Oh this whole conversation is just sad. He's so desperate and fucking deranged and he's playing pretend so hard right now. Using oda's nickname every .2 seconds.

You know, dazai, you had people who loved you that weren't Oda, and you made good and sure to get them all fucked up and directed it at you—just for oda. So like. Have fun with that. You never got to have any of them in this world you made.

Dazai trying to reassure him and coax him into writing and oda's like, that's sweet but meaningless bc I dont know you.

Beast is just an endless matryoshka doll of fucking ow, huh.

The way I didn't clock the sharp edges of the speech bubble fast enough and fully thought dazai was the one saying "one of my men is in trouble," about AKUTAGAWA and nearly had a fucking STROKE

Oda how did you know????? To find him there if he's never been. Did he leave you a letter too. Is there more to the gin-letter. ODA PUTTING HIMSELF BETWEEN AKUTAGAWA AND THE BULLETS IM GONNA CRY

"Has a good guy looking out for him," and the little, "what?" Deep breath. He's idolized oda so fucking hard for so fucking long and never actually HAD oda in his life. Meanwhile oda's like. Im a what now

Dazai your everything is so unsettling. "He'll be fine! So long as he's not dead!" Hitting you with a rolled up newspaper and also this shoe. AKU SITTING SO PRETTY WITH KENJI THOUGH

But seriously fuck OFF 'he'll be fine," you're giving him another fifty lives' worth of issues in one afternoon hes going to be WORSE you BITCH Just not actively hunted!! Maybe. You're gonna be dead though so like who knows

This is the funniest way this could have been done what do you mean he's here having not-a-drink with his not-bestie while his adopted idiots murder all of his henchmen and fuck gin and kyouka up into the next millennia and also try to kill each other. He's? NOTEVEN THERE imalksdjfalsgh

"Why did you lure him there." So you noticed. "Lucky guess." Im howling what about this was subtle dazai????

Oda pulls a gun on him like a RATIONAL fucking person (no. Im not letting this go) and dazai looks like hes gonna burst into tears. I am having shrimp emotions. I want to laugh but also i want to cry and i also want to fight everyone plus whatever gods are left what the FUCK is this

"Put the gun away," he says emotionally because he just wanted one conversation where he could pretend and oda is too RATIONAL for that and explains why he can't do that, and also how his violence! Is! Purposeful! And! Dazai literally modeled his whole everything off of oda and im only now catching it fuck me i guess but it blows up in his face so hard right here. Who's the emotional animal now, you brat. "ITS TRUE," he pleads. He looks like a child and sounds like a child and oda's focused on getting HIS KID safe.

Beast really just made me into an oda simp i think

I've misspelled because so many times my auto correct thinks that's just how its spelled now goddamnit this is what happens when I have too many thoughts

Ohhhh the freaking flash to the hit on Oda's kids, i am WRECKED. He was so close to saving them and his face—going straight into Dazai's equally distraught face when oda won't LISTEN—

Except imma say the same thing now i did when I first saw that and it's the same thing I said for gin: why didn't you go with him then. If you couldn't make him stop, why not go WITH him. Which doesn't make sense when I'm talking about an already-wounded and normal girl of like 12-14 years but dazai's armed, trained, and y'know, good at it.

(Ultimately he would've been a liability and oda wouldn't have let him, ultimately his going along would not have helped because his skill can't match seeing the future and he's not actually impervious to bullets, ultimately it wouldn't have mattered, but he wouldn't have been alone— vs how he DID actually try to go alone but he tried to do it Smart, but using his Resources and Connections and Backup and Mori stopped him, so he went alone anyway. And it didn't matter. He did his best, he loved with his whole heart, and it didn't save him. Oh wait, that's literally this whole fucking au isn't it.)

Dazai's face in the flashback with his bandages ripped off. Wow. That hurts more than I thought it would honestly. The two drinks, one untouched. "Don't call me odasaku, my enemies have no right,"

Because even if they were friends in another life, they live in this one, and in this one dazai's hurting his kid over and over.

God the way dazai is falling apart here. None of this is going to plan. He's literally fidgeting with his hands between his legs. Sigh. Fine his turn: he's so young. Vulnerable. Emotional.

'Forced' into taking over after mori? HA HE WAS PISSING PEOPLE OFF ON PURPOSE to grow the mafia

"All of it for this world's—" and he stops, and it's just Oda. Because he'll say it's for this world's survival, but he's full of shit. It was for Oda.

Christ the photo of the lupin trio hits like a truck but those are not HIS oda and ango. He's never had oda or ango or anyone. He's always been alone. he's never smiled like that. "Please dont shoot me here in the one place I had good memories that aren't even mine." Wow okay I'm bleeding i think

What do you mean I'm not even 100 pages in yet what the hell

One last odasaku. Insert nodding while pretending im fine gif

TIGER. Oh fuck they're outside whoops. Hey hey hey i know time has no real meaning and all but how much time are you wasting when kyouka only had an hour and you need his voice atsushi maybe dont flatten him. Wait fuck aku's falling isn't that how dazai dies later??? SQUINTING SUSPICIOUSLY. You'd be dead before you hit the ground that's too high

Panel of aku with his back arched and leg spread is a choice

HE MAKES A FUCKING SPIDERWEB AROUND ATSUSHI??? THEYRE FALLING AGAIN Oh my god the rapid fire thoughts on how to get out of this without dying because it's the only thing gin asked of him and he can't figure out how and she's gonna be upset and his eyes are white and OKAY HOW DARE ACTUALLY

Is chapter-header-oda wrapped up in dazai's bandages or rashomon. Depends on the day

LIKE HELL he says. Oooooh fuck okay im yellING. The one character who's never given a shit about dying REFUSING because GIN— i am going to melt into a puddle onto the floor what is this montage of people telling him he's awful actually fuck off

HES .2 SECONDS AWAY FROM GOING OKAY I GUESS ILL DIE THEN BECAUSE WHY NOT AND THEN K E N J I KENJI KENJI KENJIJIIIII

This is hysterical. That's one way for akutagawa to figure out who no one wants to piss kenji off. Having his yeet several hundred pounds of steel at him from like two miles away oh my GOD thats so many spikes holy Christ atsushi

How did kenji get up there. Why did you know these two idiots were going to throw themselves out a window. Why is it always a window.

He fucking Spider-Man swings away. My favorite fucking cryptid honestly

IF THE TIGER KEEPS FALLING he says while RaSHOMON WALKING UP THE WALL. WILD set of events. "Time to extract gin," okay my man look at me your sister is a mess i dont think kidnapping her to the ada is going ot HELP that any

He looks down and atsushi's just fucking HANGING OFF. How did you NOT NOTICE. How long as he BEEN THERE. ATSUSHI WERE YOU JUST GOING TO WAIT FOR HIM TO BRING YOU TO THE TOP IM WHEEZING

"I wont let you escape, not YOU" continues to be wild to me that the literal actual mafia is treating this guy like he's the worst thing to ever exist you are the MAFIA. Real "I'm the only one allowed to be mean" energy ngl

The SPIKES are killing me there are so many ATSUSHIS FACE god his whole speech about how much he hates pain at the beginning im laksgja;sufhg

"I have to keep my promise to the director," atsushi. Well. Now im weeping. The SKULL behind the speech bubble that says, "this is the white reaper," SHRIMP EMOTIONS

Do I have any of that. I want to save my sister, a just and strong motive. Crying. Also fuck he's gorgeous. Right beneath one of the most inhumanly drawn atsushi's to date no less.

LOOK AT HIM TRYING TO BE RATIONAL

He asks?? He ASKS ATSUSHI WHAT HES SUPPOSED TO DO??? HE ASKED IM SCREAMING

Rashomon-as-canine-again. 'Heartless dog gained emotion four years ago' uhhhh i don't. I dont think that's what happened kiddo. If you didn't have emotion beforehand you wouldn't have given a shit about the kids but yknow whatever, everything aku does is wrong I guess. I HAD AN EMOTION ONE TIME AND IT RUINED MY WHOLE LIFE. Clawing at my face. Fuck OFF

Anyway look at my babies murdering each other and somehow running at each other on the side of a building like gravity's for losers aren't they neat and not at all giving me heart palpitations. Aku's trying so fucking hard to THINK and use his strategic skillsssss and look at how it loops him right back into HE HAS TO GET TOO FUCKING CLOSE

Endless loop turns again

The way I just had to squint at that big black block of rashomon teeth to realize i was staring at two disembodied arms— 'it's over,' he says with no real sense of victory only relief at the end, except atsushi's still in there fucking yowling

Rock and a hard place indeed except it's what's stronger: your ptsd or mine

TINY BABY KYOUKA CHAPTER HEADER TIN BABY KYOUKAAA

The fucking muscle definition on atsushi is insane. Im ignoring how berserk he is right now its fine shh i take that back that is a fucking fang the size of his forearm he's got in there holy shit

Akutagawa is getting the shit kicked out of him why are we lovingly highlighting his insane eyelashes. Please never stop

Wow they're both so messed up. Atsushi's screaming like a banshee, he's fully lost the plot honestly, and Akutagawa looks like he's hold onto consciousness through sheer willpower and the force of fuck you

How. How is he using rashomon to rain razor blades. How in the hell does that even work. Ohmy god he got him in the EYE. And we're on the roof. I feel like I've been running for hours. HIS COAT LOOKS LIKE RASHOMON all black and ragged and flutteringgggg

Akutagawa giving himself higher ground with this levitation maneuver again

BEAUTIFUL panel with atsushi's eye having regenerated honestly. And below it where the white of his collar makes it look like his head is floating in space because it IS honestly he's not grounded here. "Monster," he says scornfully as akutagawa uses rashomon like legs. Siiiiiigh if hes a monster then so are you and truthfully neither of you are but im assuming you'll figure that one out later yall a little busy atm

Atsushi screaming and hitting the spatial distortion shield. Akutagawa's bleeding from fucking everywhere. His eyes are mostly closed and his face is so sad in this weirdly detatched way he looks like he's crying blood. Yall if this bastard is out cold and rashomon's at the helm im going to scream is he unconscious or has he just managed to put all of those crazy emotions down for two seconds

HE IS FUCKING OUT COLD???? "You'd even go that far!! I'm gonna end it!!" Babe you've been trying this whole time. Im ?!?!? Insane

YOU HAVE TO CLIMB ON TOP OF HIM TO FINISH KILLING HIM? "It's over," ECHOES upon echoes im HOWLING

Wait! KUNIKIDA????DID KENJI GIVE HIM A PAPER? IS ONE OF THEM RIGHT HTERE LSKJDFOWGH KUNI????

No kunikida's with kenji watching through binoculars jesus CHRIST that was MEAN

Nothing like watching atsushi settle himself on top of akutagawa for reasons??? Lmao???

Oh my god. Oh my GOD. Okay. So this has been the exact same suicide run it started as this whole fuckng time. Okay. Im. Taking a minute maybe

'There is no pain, there is no suffering,' and ch122's whole 'I felt no pain,' and this boy's been under so many layers of disassociation i need new words

'One was the man in black and the other is…' and you turn the page only to be met with the most beautiful illustration of akutagawa himself, looking right at you. Punch to the fucking everything. This is also the one time this ENTIRE manga he's ever used his first name. Screaming into my HANDS

He's kneeling over himself; the wisps at the edge of his coat vs the bare toes. Spirit over body. The GUILT here. The judgment. The fact he never intended to make it out alive in the first place. Insane. "I was/am a damaged kid so that means I deserve to die," im not even going to examin that one Im just collecting several boxes of tissues and turning all the mirrors around

The insane way atsushi's drawn here. The thin white X over his face just like the child traffickers aku caught. The implication that it's akutagawa's fault dazai did this to atsushi.

I HAD NO WAY TO WIN NO ONE CAN DEFEAT THEMSELVES and its the rashomon-dog vs the tiger and I

Oh I am throwing myself into a ravine

How is death a draw akutagawa. "No one relying on me, no one to care about me," biting through my own arm he defines himself wholly by the people around him and—oh im weeping. I will finally be saved, he says, because death is a blessing now???? A way out? He says he'll be with his friends. I am WEEPING. He'll leave gin behind again because she doesn't WANT him she doesn't NEED him she says he's EVIL AND BAD AND WRONG and he's better of DEAD where he can't fuck anything else up!!! Iam not well!!

Fucking? Kunikida?? Where did the little device come from? Did he get punched so hard his phone popped out like. "GET UP" kunikida says. I like how this is so baffling even the tiger pauses. HOW DID THEY GET THERE SO FAST. Kenji's just happily beating the shit out of people. How are there any people left to beat up. Honestly. Isn't that the room gin was in. Where did she go.

IM NOT A DETECTIVE he says with blood-tears. Only for KUNIKIDA FUCKING DOPPO TO TELL HIM HE IS NOT EVIL. Because this time it's akutagawa who's not alone. I am going to pass the fuck out maybe YOURE NOT ANYTHING AT ALL YET yes yes yes thank you holy mother of everything. The images of tiny baby akutagawa. And how kunikida drops to his knees and holds him close.

Atsushi tried so hard to comfort the child inside him and couldn't. But Akutagawa didn't even know he had a child left to be comforted and Kunikida and oda and kenji and Tanizaki all caught him anyway. I am crying so fucking ugly right now

Everyone holding onto him so tightly. He's NOT ALONE. This really just drives home to me how alone canon Akutagawa really is; theres only gin and you know damn good and well he doesn't see it that way becuase his job is to take care of her

Atsushi: NO?? Sorry i lost my shit im wheezing and coughing like a loon this is like, Super Serious but that uh no??? Im dead. I kind of like how they're drawn in this next exchange of blows, Atsushi's all rounded muscle and powerful movement and akutagawa's long and lean and stretched and sharp—Turn the page and it's black-eyed tiger with a mouthful of fangs and a white-eyed Ryuunosuke also with fucking fangs. I have no idea what's happening now but the way Atsushi's face falls on one page and then cute little aku at the restaurant with oda is like giving me brain damage

Why is atsushi so pretty like this what is wrong with me

Rashomon catches the tiger's fist. "Where did you have that power?" And everything white. I need a stay at the seaside to recover from this

Earthquake.

Oh my god the collar. The collar? The COLLAR. I'mgoing ot be SICK atsushi splayed out like that. His nails are shredded. His hair looks like cat ears. He's struggling?? To regenerate??? I want to actually celebrate breaking the collar it feels like that's BIG even if it was by force and he's gonna tweak about it but like. Coat's been shredded. Aku's coat was lost, too. Aku's barely standing and he's back to being a black-eyed bat.

KILL ME and aku's like yeah sure and steps on him you are SO STUPID

The little kid drawing of superhero atsushi and all the happy kids and the proud director and what if I kill everyone in fake yokohama and then myself actually there's rashomon in the background fucking crying?? And also a happy little puppy with the kids. Atsushi. Atsushi please im already crying

Akutagawa you dick what are you UP to im wheezing. Kill me. Yea Kay. Eh, no changed my mind get your shit together maybe. WHAT in the hell. HELPING THE SUICIDAL ISNT IN MY JOB DESCRIPTION. I need a clone to handle this with me i think im losing my shit

Im going ot be so obnoxious and write this all down bc ive just been repeating it out loud but: fleeing the past and being frightened of yourself is a battle of it's own. Cough up your blood tiger. Cough it up and move on. And if after your fleeing and cowardice you fall defeated I will step over you and laugh.

What the actual flying fuck. Literally impossible to write akutagawa too dramatically i will never worry about it ever again honestly but like ALSO? Kunikida told him to get the fuck up only for him to turn right around and do the exact same thing for Atsushi.

Atsushi must be losing his entire mind right now honestly THEE most insane day of his life wait no i forgot about dazai. Who is. Clapping??? And walking up where did You COme FROM now it's the most insane day actually. Who does this. Clap clap! Good job boys! Congrats! You blew up half the city im so proud of you look at what you did with all your customized trauma patterns!! DAZAI. 'As the one aboard the ship' WHICH SHIP YOU FUCK but seriously DAZAI WHAT THE SHIT

Dazai's turn to be a big ol black bat i guess. The way both boys are instantly like ??? The most unhinged man. 'Did you win because of your emotions or is the ADA just better,' he says while atsushi's bug eyed and half dead at his feet. He expected atsushi to win? I mean. Okay. One of them got training and probably should have won based on that—i maybe had a fit when their first fight has aku get trounced purely bc atsushi has NO idea what hes doing tbh and raw power means nothing if you dont know how to use itBUT ITS AN ANIME WHATEVER THE POWER OF RANPO COMPELLS YOU I GUESS—but also likeeee you've entirely changed who atsushi is. And who akutagawa is. Well not ENTIRELY but substantially. I dont think it mattered who won tbh

You're fired. Sigh. Atsushi's going to internalize that. The little, okay. So. He's. Homeless now? Again? A failure all over again. Dazai i am going to skin you alive he probably thinks youre gonna kill him in a minute come ON

Proven wrong immediately by turning the page. Wait WAIT if he only killed the director a year ago—mori's only been there a year? WHERE WAS HE BEFORE. ALSO. The ORPHANAGE? Is the LIGHT? Under mori?????? Mori officially the most confusing character ever what

ATSUSHIS EYES SNAP SO WIDE he literally thought you were gonna kill him my guy not send him out to pasture to deal with all the fun nightmares you've given him

AKUTAGAWA so real right now: dude what is your PROBLEM you could've done this less insane!! He fully thought dazai was gonna attack not just walk past him. They're both staring at him like he's gone round the bend.

Oh goodie I get the mastermind speech ive been dreading thsi whole timeeeeeeeee

Oh my GOD look at all the different DAZAIS there is a long haired dazai!!!! There is a pirate dazai i am YELLING

BEAST VERSE STANDINIG AND CONNECTED TO CANON BYTHEIR FEET IM SLD:JKGJHERG INCOHERENT i love this I LOVE this actually what the fUCk

Dazai's shadow stretching to encompass akutagawa but not atsushi. Oh.

ATSUSHI CLOSING IN AND STANDING BESIDE AKUTAGAWA AS THEY LISTEN AND ASK QESTIONS IMS GLKJSFG why are they standing so close. Insane behavior. Dazai's telling them INSANE THINGS and they're instinctively?? SEEKING COMFORT?? From the guy they were just actively trying to murder lkasjdg

YES. Why take GIN WHAT

The thing beyond power when your souls intertwine. Ohhh im going to have so much fun puzzling THAT One out FOREVER

Im gonna stand by believing this was fully possible without them having to nearly kill each other tbh I think it's just the only way dazai knows it happened and thus the fail proof one bc it's already happened

Atsushi already begging him to step back. He's BEGGING HIM the second he realizes this means three of them know. Oh my god. He's going to feel like he's failed and gotten his father figure/mentor killed TWICE now.

like going back to your hometown and there's train tracks dazai where are you from

He admits so easily that this is the only world oda's alive and well. The ONLY one. And also that he doesn't actually care about the world for the worlds sake. Okay. Okay. Im fine.

Two suicidal boys watch dazai fall and fall and fall. Atsushi tries to grab him but doesn't follow even though he literally could go catch him. And aku follows ATSUSHI, stays with atsushi, and his face is all shock.

Oh my goddddd. Kenji again. My baby.

RANPO?? Oh my god thats like cold water to the face in the funniest way DAZAIS DEATH—RANPO GIGGLING. Kenji's halves speech fits neatly in the middle. Life/death. Time continues to spin. Aku using his skill for silly things and he's so proud of himself. Im gonna crrryyyy he's having super in-depth discussions about farming and shit this puts all those little scenes where Beast Aku shows up to something that wouldnt grow in canon verse into a heartbreaking light yall

FLUTTER. And he shreds them and makes snow seemingly for his own amusement since kuni's like dummy put it in the BIN lmao

Anyway. Yes. Akutagawa learning to live and enjoy life. Gonna bawl. And then we turn the page and Atushi's a mess??? SHES YELLING AT HIM FOR TRYING TO STARVE WRONG IM SDGKJSFLG WHAT

Dazai died and atsush just walked back into the woods??? Where is kyouka.

Literally how is putting him back in the orphanage healthy dazai. He's gonna see ghosts everywhere.

Dazai saved your life huh. Squints.

Mori telling him dazai wanted to take care of him but that mori thinks he wasn't right about what atsushi needs. Telling atsushi to break the watch right off the bat is a batshit move mori what game are we playing now.

Oh. Oh the way Atushi finally looks up and realizes the room is full of light and children's drawings. There's kids laughing and playing and they're happy and this is different. RULING BY FEAR IS BARBARIC MORI SAYS ON HIS KNEES IN THE LIGHT I AM WEEPING

Let me save you because I couldn't save MY boy. Oh i am never recovering.

MORI HOLDS HIM. MORI HUGS HIM. MORI PULLS HIM IN AND CALLS HIM SON AND TELLS HIM HE WANTS GOOD THINGS FOR HIM AND ATSUSHI ihave the biggest crocodile tears on my face im insane little baby atsushi gets the hug and acknowledgment akutagawa did. From a man he's only known for five minutes. A man who's showing him more care than literally anyone else ever has. I am. NEVER. Recovering.

He doesn't want to die. He wants to get better. Because Akutagawa told him to. AKUTAGAWA WHO IS WATCHING PEOPLE GO ABOUT THEIR DAY AND SWEARING TO PROTECT THEM???? IM???? SCREAMING??? 'Odd sense of heartache and bewilderment' oh my god he is the sweetest idiot alive

The fact that one of the images is of a BRIGHT and HAPPY ATSUSHI looking YOUNG AND FREE with a toddler on his shoulders while aku talks about doing his best even if hes not sure he can reach his goals. I am ruined. The sudden switch to we, 'even with OUR beasts and OUR regrets,' and it's over the ADA but he's got to be talking about his tiger im FERALhe IS talking about his tiger

The funny thing is i dont think ever of them were really 'gleeful' when it came to murdering people

Until the day I become human i will continue to run howling loudly. He's.he's embracing life. Yall. I can't. And overlaid the image of the two of them, a matching set, with soft eyes looking FORWARD—

Oh oh oh HIUCHI is still in this. WILD. That means? Even in this short time the mafia's gotten it's shit back together—still laughing over Chuuya just disappearing again that time your characters are too OP oops— and taken a deal from the guild to go after the guy that gutted their entire rank and file. WILD behavior honestly. How does fyodor connect aku to the book. Also if he knows about the book then there are already 3 people who know about it plus everyone else he tells soooo. Shhh i dont care nevermind i went back in and now im melting over how happily kenji's popping in next to akutagawa. KENJI ON ONE SIDE AND TANIZAKI ON THE OTHER THOSE ARE HIS BOYSSSSS

he’s decided to embrace LIVING and hope GIN WILL COME TO HIM when she works through her own issues because he can’t DO anything about it and following her wont HELP and im WEAK this was EXACTLy what i need for the bb actually fuck

And im SOBBING the next bit is atsushi crawling around LIKE A TIGER except he's giving a million kids a ride and im NEVER GETTING OVER THIS

GINKARU MEANS BITE OF THE SILVER WOLF I KNEW IT WAS A WOLF AND NOT A DOG. Ahem. Also. Dazai's shadow in the little swirl??? haunting the narrative for real

Okay. I fully understand why beast screws everyone up and why you're all sobbing but shoving it into people's hands. I still think Dazai's a bit of an idiot all around but he's the exact same idiot as Akutagawa honestly, just with a wider reach and possibly less guilt about collateral. Everyone’s a disaster, everyone’s just trying to take care of like Their One Person. Dazai strikes me as having chosen this path because try anything else was untested and therefore held a possibility for failing but yknow, I still think he’s a dummy. Just one with convictions.

Oda can’t ever ever know. That’s fun.

This was. SO much.all around. I'm glad I read it even if it made me feel like I was losing my mind the entire time and I'm glad I decided to yell about it like this bc it feels like it's settled into my brain better than it would've if I'd sped through all of it in a day. So. Thanks for coming along for the screaming. 😘 and apparently I need to scrounge some light novels at some point.

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What is a narcissist?

What characterizes a narcissist? I've encountered this term frequently, not because my friends or colleagues have applied it to me, but rather due to my older sister's frequent use of it. She appears to believe that I fit this description. To diagnose someone with Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD), five out of the nine criteria from the DSM-IV-TR are necessary. Some of the traits associated with NPD include a heightened sense of self-importance, preoccupation with fantasies of power, wealth, success, and love, a constant need for admiration, a belief in one's uniqueness, a lack of empathy, arrogance, entitlement, a preference for associating only with important or special individuals, and a tendency to exploit others for personal gain.

It's crucial to distinguish between narcissism and narcissistic personality disorder. Narcissism refers to certain exhibited traits in a person, where they don't meet enough criteria to be categorized as having NPD.

Allow me to elaborate on the fact that most of us possess elements of personality disorders to some degree. For instance, Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (OCD) is one of the most commonly discussed ones. Each of us experiences varying levels of OCD tendencies. Similarly, anxiety and periods of depression are universal; the key lies in the extent to which these disorders disrupt our daily functioning.

This principle applies to both narcissism and NPD. Celebrating our achievements occasionally and taking pride in reaching goals are healthy behaviors. There's no issue with that. Therefore, if someone labels you as a narcissist or suggests you have OCD, don't be overly concerned. More often than not, they might be projecting their own emotions onto you. Give them space to express themselves, and eventually, the genuine truth will emerge.

Examples and Anecdotes: Imagine a coworker who consistently seeks praise for their achievements and often downplays the accomplishments of others. While this behavior might seem narcissistic, it doesn't necessarily meet the criteria for NPD. On the other hand, someone with NPD might manipulate their colleagues into doing their work for them, exploiting their desire to please for personal gain.

Treatment and Coping Strategies: For those dealing with narcissism or NPD, seeking professional help from therapists or counselors is a crucial step. Cognitive-behavioral therapy and other therapeutic approaches can be effective in addressing the underlying issues and promoting healthier behaviors. Developing empathy, self-awareness, and coping strategies are integral parts of the recovery process. For friends and family, setting boundaries and encouraging open communication can help manage interactions with individuals exhibiting narcissistic traits. Remember that change takes time and dedication, but it's possible with the right support and commitment.

Source: What is a narcissist?

[aureatchi]

hi lovelies !! i’ll get to everything soon, promise, i just got back from vacay !! <3 i’ve had sm yummy fruit there & got the haircut i’ve been wanting for so long !! i finally bought my first dostoyevsky book—c&p, i am so excited to read !! i hope this summer has been kind to u as u all deserve :)

[lone-blade]

tag dump

[skkpaws]

got my copy of stormbringer today ! cant wait to stall for months reading this one too !

[residentwordsofaffirmationdealer]

dick + bruce and damian + jon on stoicism, guilt, and their importance to each other

nightwing v4 "jon, when i was changed, did i hurt anyone?"

titans: beast world "dick...please. don't let me hurt anyone"

nightwing vol 4 "what did i do?"

nightwing v4 "did i hurt you?"

nightwing vol 4 "did you not hear what i said about your injuries? stoicism isn't the painkiller you think it is"

titans: beast world "that sounds like a lost of stoicism masking a lot of pain"

nightwing v4 "i can't stand by while..."

titans: beast world tour "i can't leave him like this!"

[helionepho]

One Hell of a Ride

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ a kim sunwoo oneshot au ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

pairing: biker!sunwoo x fem!reader

genre: smut 18+, bestfriend to lovers (?)

warnings: possessive!sunwoo, dom!sunwoo, suggestive, explicit content, smut (MDNI), kissing, make-out, groping, a little bit of oral (fem!reader receiving), cursing, pet names (goddess, princess, babe, baby), creampie, unprotected sex (fem!reader on pill ofc), fingering, jealous sex, slight edging, cockwarming

wc: 4.1k

summary: when your bestfriend Kim Sunwoo—who just so happens to lead a notorious biker gang—shows up to escort you to Eric's birthday party on his Ducati, the night takes a thrilling, dangerous turn.

The elevator door slid open with a soft chime, and your heels echoed against your apartment lobby’s marble floor.

You were wearing an enchanting black short dress that hugged every curve of your body, a perfect blend of sultry and sophisticated.

Outside, the city lights painted the night in hues of amber and blue. That’s when you saw him.

Kim Sunwoo.

Leaning casually against his black Ducati Panigale V4 S. His beloved beast, that's what he always called.

He looked like he’d just stepped straight out of a crime noir film—wearing a black leather jacket that clung to him like a shadow, sleek and unapologetically bold, paired with dark jeans, silver rings glinting under the streetlamp. He spun his helmet lazily on one finger, then looked up.

And froze.

His gaze dropped. He found himself captivated by the view—you. The way the dress flaunted the curvaceous lines of your body, his gaze roamed hungrily over your figure.

“Damn, (Y/N).” His eyes wandered down your figure, and he couldn’t help letting out a low whistle of approval as you approached him.

You rolled your eyes.

“Don’t look so surprised, silly. I have to step up on my looks since Eric’s parties are always packed with gorgeous people.”

Sunwoo straightened up, raking a hand through his black hair.

“(Y/N), you’re gonna give someone a heart attack.” He said, mentally cursed inside by the fact that he couldn’t grab you over and touch you right here and there.

You stopped right in front of him, one brow raised as you took in the motorbike.

“Wait. That’s my ride?” You asked, but not in a mocking way, more like in a surprised tone. “I thought you said you’d bring your car.”

Sunwoo shrugged, lips curling into a smirk.

“I was going to. But…” —he held out the helmet to you— “You already knew that I’m a biker. Besides, motorbike’s faster. We’ll beat traffic… Or maybe I just like having you close.”

You gave him a look, arms crossed.

“My exposed thighs will draw attention on the road, you know?”

He stepped closer, voice dropping just enough to make your stomach flip.

“Let 'em look—just imagine all those eyes trying not to crash while staring at your sexy thighs, entertainment for night ride.” He gave you a smug smirk. “And if anyone dare to stare too long, I’ve got a louder engine and a darker glare. Now hop on, goddess, the road’s waiting.”

He grinned when your eyes flickered—not quite flustered, but not unaffected either. You snatched the helmet out of his hand and mumbled something under your breath, which only made him grin wider.

***

The Ducati purred like a beast as you climbed on behind him, your arms wrapping tightly around his waist. 

You felt his shoulders stiffen for a split second—then relax, as if he could breathe better with you pressed your chest against his back. There was something oddly satisfying about having you holding onto him like that.

He couldn’t stop the thoughts of your boobs pressed on his back and how badly he wanted you, but he pushed it aside for now and revved the engine once and turned his head slightly.

“Hold on tight.”

“Don’t drive too fast.” You nagged, resting your chin on his shoulder. You could smell his cologne clearly now.

He only smirked as an answer.

The bike roared to life and sliced through the midnight city, wind in your hair and the city skyline racing past in blurs of neon.

***

Sunwoo’s Ducati slid into a narrow alley beside the upscale lounge Eric had rented out, its engine purring low before falling silent. Music spilled out from the rooftop terrace above, bass vibrating through the pavement.

He pulled off his helmet, ruffling his already-messy hair with one hand as he helped you off the motorbike.

His hand instinctively went to your waist a second longer than necessary. Like he needed to touch you, even in the smallest way. His fingers flexed against the smooth fabric of your black dress before he let go—reluctantly. 

You pulled off the helmet and flashed him a relief smile.

“I survived.”

He leaned in, brushing a thumb along your temple as he fixed a stray strand.

“Barely. I had to keep reminding myself not to crash with you pressed against me like that.”

You rolled your eyes, but didn’t miss the flicker in his eyes—like he meant every word.

“You come inside with me, right?” You asked. “I mean… I don’t really know much people there except Eric and his close friends.”

“You think I’m letting you go in there alone?” he scoffed dramatically. “Oh no no no, princess—I personally delivered you on my motorbike, which officially makes me your designated bodyguard-slash-chaos partner for the night.”

He leaned in a little, voice dipping just enough to make your heart stutter. 

“I’m not gonna let you get eaten alive by Eric’s pack of extrovert gremlins. Stick close, yeah? I hate when things I care about start wandering.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you the one who’s going to be wandering around? There will be lots of sexy and pretty girls inside.”

“There is only one sexy and pretty girl I’m interested in tonight.” He said, eyes on you while he started lingering his hand around your waist. “Let’s go inside.”

***

Inside, the lounge was already packed. Music pulsed low, deep enough to thump in your ribs.

Your heels clicked against the tile as you entered, Sunwoo close at your side. Too close. His hand rested low on your back, not possessive—but definitely protective. 

Heads turned. Instantly. Since you both made quite an entrance.

You were stunning—the short black dress sculpted to your figure like it was made just for you, skin kissed by the lights and your aura untouchable. But what made the room really stare… was him.

Kim Sunwoo, walking beside you like he owned the night. Leather jacket, messy hair, sharp smirk—the kind of boy mothers warned their daughters about. The air around him buzzed with trouble.

And yet… his hand was firm on your waist. Like he was warning the room: She’s not alone.

Girls looked you up and down, some with open envy, some with eyes that screamed why her?

Guys? They didn’t even hide it. Their gazes dragged over your bare legs, your hips, your curves like you were on display.

Sunwoo noticed. He couldn’t care less about the attention of this party. He only wanted you.

“You look way too good tonight,” Sunwoo leaned in, his lips brushing your ear. “No wonder they’re staring.”

You elbowed him lightly, whispering back, “Don’t be so close, dummy. Girls are literally throwing me death glares right now.”

He only chuckled, unbothered, but didn’t move away.

***

You finally reached the center of the room, where Eric was surrounded by his usual circle of friends and attention.

“Happy birthday, Eric.” You smiled, giving him a warm hug.

“Didn’t think you’d show up, (Y/N). You’re not the type who enjoys a party like this.” Eric then glanced over at Sunwoo beside you. His gaze flicked to Sunwoo’s hand, still casually resting on your waist. “Are you two… together or something?”

Sunwoo tilted his head, smirking and nonchalant. “Does it look like that?”

“No! No, we’re not,” you cut in quickly, almost too quickly. “We’re just… came together. On his bike.”

Eric just laughed. He then glanced over at Sunwoo again, “Still running your biker crew like a gang of misfits?”

Sunwoo only grinned. “Still faster than your overpriced car, I bet.”

There were laughs, but you were already scanning the room for drinks.

“I’ll grab us something.” You gave Sunwoo a small smile and turned toward the bar.

He watched you walk away. Eyes dark. Shoulders tense.

“You’re whipped,” Eric said beside him.

Sunwoo didn’t look away.

“No,” he said calmly. “Just very, very aware of what’s going to be mine.”

***

At the bar, a guy was already trying to make conversation with you. He looked like someone who knew he was hot—confident grin, one hand resting too comfortably on the counter beside your arm. 

But somehow, the way he was ogling your body makes you a bit uncomfortable. His gaze flicked down from your boobs to your ass.

“So… You came here with that guy in leather?” he asked, tone just light enough to be a joke.

You raised a brow. “That guy in leather has a name.”

“And are you his…?” he leaned closer, suddenly resting his hand on your back, almost closer to your ass. “Because if you’re not—”

That was as far as he got.

The guy removed his hand from you the moment Sunwoo stepped in between, his body just like a shield, his eyes pure threat. That usual cocky smirk of his? Gone. This was the Sunwoo most people feared.

Biker gang leader, and not the playful kind. 

“Don’t touch what’s not yours.”

The voice came low. Cold. Velvet wrapped around a blade.

“Woah, relax, man,” the guy laughed nervously, trying to mask how fast he stepped back. “Didn’t know she was taken.”

“Now you do.”

Sunwoo’s stare didn’t waver. And the guy didn’t need another warning—he was gone in seconds, melting back into the crowd.

You stood there for a moment, heart pounding—not because of the guy, but because of Sunwoo. The way his jaw clenched. The way his hand lingered on your arm, checking you like you might’ve broken.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice softer now, almost hesitant.

You nodded.

“Yeah. Thanks.”

The two of you stepped aside, finding a quieter corner near the glass railing again. Sunwoo didn’t say anything at first—just stood beside you, knuckles still faintly pale.

You looked at him, warmth blooming in your chest.

***

The rooftop buzzed behind you—music, lights, laughter—but none of it mattered. Not when Sunwoo was still standing too close, his jaw clenched from what just happened.

You had no idea if it was anger, adrenaline… or something else entirely.

Your breath was still catching in your throat from the way he’d stepped in earlier—protective, fierce, like the whole world could go to hell if someone looked at you wrong.

“Sunwoo…” you started, but your voice barely made it past the rush of your pulse.

He looked at you—sharp, unreadable—and then suddenly grabbed your hand.

“Come with me.”

“Wha—Sunwoo, where—?”

But he didn’t answer.

He pulled you fast through the terrace crowd, cutting through the haze of lights and bodies like it meant nothing, until he pushed open a heavy side door that led into the lounge’s private hallway. There, he found the first door unlocked, shoved it open, and pulled you inside.

Click.

The door shut behind you with a solid, final sound.

The room was dimly lit—just a single warm lamp near the far wall, illuminating a soft velvet couch and a small bar cart. Empty. Silent. Just the two of you. Even the loud noise outside was barely heard.

He didn’t waste a second.

He turned and pinned you against the wall with a breathless kind of urgency, one hand landing flat beside your head, the other curling possessively around your waist.

“Look what happened when you’re wandering alone in this fucking dress without me next to you.” His tone cold, voice low and raw, eyes sharp—flashing a frustration aura.

“I tried to be good tonight,” he muttered. “Tried to act like your normal bestfriend.”

His eyes searched yours, wild with restraint.

“But then I saw that dirty bastard touching you—and you let him talk to you—and I fucking snapped.”

You still couldn’t answer. Not when he was this close. Not when the heat of his body was wrapping around yours, making it hard to think.

“Do you know how long I’ve been dying to do this?”

And before you could even blink, his pillowy lips crashed into yours.

Hard. 

Desperate. 

Like he’d been starving for you and finally broke.

You gasped against his mouth, and that was all the permission he needed.

As you closed your eyes, you kissed him back—just as fiercely. Fingers sliding up under his leather jacket, gripping on his back.

Sunwoo bit your lower lip, slipping his tongue inside your mouth like a hungry predator. Savoring your taste as if it were a drug.

His hands were on you instantly—your waist, your hips, your back—gripping, pulling, pressing you into him like he couldn’t stand the space that still existed between your bodies. 

“You drive me insane,” he breathed between kisses, his mouth moving along your jaw, down your neck. “Wearing that fucking dress. Letting other people see you when you’re mine.”

“Sunwoo,” you gasped, not sure if it was a warning or a plea.

“You are,” he growled, voice rough, lips still grazing on the skin of your neck. “Even if you don’t say it, you are.”

Sunwoo’s plump lips moved from your neck up to your jaw. He nipped softly there before he kissed your lips again—deeper this time, slower. Less like fire and more like possession. His hand slid to the back of your thigh, pulling one of your legs up against his waist, pressing you tighter against the wall.

You could barely breathe. Barely think. Only feel.

He pressed his hips to yours. You could feel his clothed length slowly growing harder against you, making you let out a soft moan on his lips.

But then, as if something hit him, he slowed. His lips hovered over yours. His thumb brushed along your cheek, soft again.

“You okay?” he murmured. “Say stop if you want to. I will.”

You shook your head, heart pounding as you looked into his dark eyes.

“I don’t want you to stop.”

His forehead dropped to yours, eyes fluttering shut for just a second.

“Fuck.”

He kissed you again—this time not from urgency—but from need. Sunwoo kissed you like he’d been waiting for decades, like the tension between you two had finally snapped.

His hands roamed boldly over your curves, fingertips grazing down the sides of your dress like he was memorizing the way it wrapped around you—how easy it would be to peel it off. His lips dragged hotly down your neck, nipping at the skin just beneath your ear, sending a shiver racing down your spine.

“You don’t know what you do to me,” he murmured into your skin. “Walking around looking like this. Letting me touch you and pretend it means nothing.”

“It doesn’t mean nothing…” you whispered before you could stop yourself.

That made him pause for half a beat—just long enough to lock eyes with you, fire flickering in his gaze.

“Say that again.”

You didn’t.

You pulled him down instead, crashing your lips into his, letting your kiss say everything else.

He groaned against your mouth—low and guttural—gripping your hips tighter as he ground into you, letting you feel again just how hard his cock ached for you. You felt your walls down there twitching at the friction. Your hands tangled into his shirt, tugging it up slightly, fingers grazing hot skin underneath.

“You’re killing me, (Y/N),” he breathed between kisses, voice strained. “Tell me to stop before I cross the line.”

“Then cross it.” You said with a breathless panting.

That was it.

Sunwoo spun you gently, pressing your back against the door now, hands everywhere—wanted to feel more of you. 

He unzipped your dress, pulling it down easily as your fingers worked at his belt, fumbling slightly when he sucked on your lower lip and whispered filth that made your stomach clench.

In seconds, your dress already fell off to the floor. He threw his leather jacket away and removed his shirt, topless now, only wearing his dark jeans. 

Your strapless push-up bra already gone and showed your beautiful breast to him. Leaving you only in your red silky panties and heels.

“You’re… breathtaking.” Sunwoo’s breath hitched at the sight of you. His gaze admiring your naked body from up and down, drooling over you as if you were a fine sculpture. “It’s like you were made to ruin me.”

His fingers brushed your bare waist softly before he grabbed both of your legs and hiked it around his waist, lifted you effortlessly as he held your ass so you wouldn’t fall. You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding onto him.

Sunwoo rocked his clothed hard length against your wet red panties with a rhythm that made you gasp into his mouth. “Aahh—” You could feel the heat between your legs growing, the slick friction of thin fabric against his jeans not nearly enough.

“You have no idea how many nights I’ve been dreaming of this,” he said, biting softly at your collarbone. “Your moans. Your naked body. The way you’d feel wrapped around me.”

You whined at his words, eyes fluttering shut as he pressed open-mouthed kisses across your breast. 

“S-Sunwoo!”

“God dammit, say my name like that again and I’ll lose it.”

He dipped his head lower, leaving a hot trail of kisses down your sternum. His tongue flicked over your breast again, warm and slow, before he nipped gently and sucked your hard nipple until a soft mark bloomed there—his signature, possessive and unashamed.

You arched into him, clutching his hair, completely consumed.

There was nothing polite about the way he touched you—he was worshipping you with his mouth, claiming space with his hands, and letting every repressed feeling he’d ever had for you spill out, unfiltered.

“Fuck, baby. You're mine tonight,” he murmured, voice rough.

“Mmph,” you could only moan as an answer.

He growled—actually growled—and carrying you further into the room, your legs still wrapping around his hips. Your heels fell off to the floor.

Sunwoo laid you across the plush velvet couch there. Your back touched the cushion. He hovered above you, eyes dark with something raw—something aching—as he trailed hot kisses from your breast down to your stomach, hands slid up your thighs, slow and teasing.

Your body ached for more, burning with every touch, every moan, every look.

He pulled down your red panties—the only fabric left on your body—and revealed your already drenched folds. Sunwoo’s hard cock twitched at the arousal sight of how wet he already made you.

“Already this wet for me?” He asked, gently rubbing your wet folds with his fingers. His thumb playing with your clit as he parted your wet folds open with his hand. Your juice dripping slowly, your inside walls creased and made him lose his mind.

He leaned his head closer to your parted wet folds, licking the inside of it slowly with his tongue. Wiping all the juices there and then sucking out your pussy hungrily.

“F-fuck, Sunwoo—!” You gasped and squirmed. Instantly closing your thighs, but Sunwoo didn’t let you. He held your thigh with his other hand, gripping the flesh just enough to make you stop squirming.

“Behave.” He lifted up his head up, smirking at you. “Your cunt taste so good.”

And when he finally slipped two digits of his fingers inside your wet folds—You knew there was no going back.

Not from him.

Your walls contracting around his fingers inside. Your teary eyes rolled up as you felt breathless and pleasured all at once.

“Mmh—Sunwoo—"

“Fuck…” He cursed again, curling his two digits inside your walls as he was finger-fucking you deeper. His fingers rubbed the spot inside you, which made you feel so weak.

Your vision was blurry, breath shakier.

“Want me to stop?” he asked, voice low, husky, barely more than a growl.

“D-don’t!” You almost whined.

That made him chuckle—but only for a second. Then his mouth was on your breast again, sucking your nipple to give you more pleasure.

A soft, muted glow barely illuminated the room, and the only sound was the ragged pace of your breathing tangled with his. 

You were so high that you felt slowly getting closer to your release. Sunwoo noticed. He knew, so he stopped. It made you frown and glance at him.

He moved out his drenched fingers from your cunt. You were still panting, cheeks burning when you saw him licking two of his fingers he just used to fuck inside you earlier. The sight looked so erotic to you.

With a swift motion, Sunwoo peeled off his dark jeans and carelessly tossed it aside. You could see it clearly now—his hard cock under that supreme underwear he wore. A small dot of pre-cum tainted there.

“You like the view?” He teased, gently guiding your hand for you to touch his clothed member.

You blushed. It was so hard as rock and so big on your palm. You gently rubbed his hard length and then squeezed it, making a low groan escaping from his plump lips.

“Ah, fuck!” he cursed and leaned his body down toward you. You quickly pulled down his underwear, revealing that hard veiny length. He tossed his underwear out of sight.

His hands roamed over your bare skins again, fingers trailing over every curve like he needed to memorize your body with touch alone. He kissed down your neck, dragging his teeth gently across the sensitive spot that made your back arch.

He pressed down his hard cock to your open folds—not inside yet, just grinding gently there, touching your clit and sending vibration across your body.

A rush of euphoria surged through you. You felt lightheaded at the way he was grinding his veiny cock to your clit.

“Look at me,” he said, cupping your cheek.

You did.

“Say it. What do you want?”

“You… Inside…”

Sunwoo smirked, still grinding his cock but slower, full of teasing. And you couldn’t stand waiting any longer.

“Just... put it in!” You begged, panting.

“Where is your please, baby?” He teased, again.

“P-please!”

And when your nerves prickled with impatience, he used his hand to push his hard cock inside your hole.

“Ahh!” You screamed in pleasure. Eyes shut instantly.

“F-fuck…” His breath trembled as he buried his face under your jaw. A dreamy numbness spread through his body. He had never felt this good before. As if the world around him twisted, unreal.

Sunwoo pushed into you deeper and deeper, murmuring your name into your neck.

He moved slowly at first, grounding you with every thrust, his hips rocking into yours with a steady rhythm that drove you wild. You wrapped your legs around him, pulling him impossibly closer.

Your tight walls pulsating around his cock inside.

“You feel…” he gasped, “so fucking good, babe. So damn tight.”

The stretch, the weight of him—it was everything. The burn was exquisite, a slow drag of pleasure that had your fingers curling into his back and your head falling against the couch.

“You’re shaking,” he murmured against your collarbone.

You couldn’t even focus on his words.

Your nails raked down his back, drawing a hiss from him as he buried his face into your neck, biting down softly to muffle a moan. His movements became rougher, hungrier, as you met him thrust for thrust, sweat beading at your temples.

“Sunwoo—”

“Say it again,” he groaned. “Say my name when I’m inside you.”

You choked on a moan, whispering his name again and again as his hand slipped beneath your thigh, angling you deeper. 

You’re finally at your peak. It was getting closer for you to cum. “S-Sunwoo—! Cum! I’m going to cum!”

“Me too, babe…” His movements picking up into something desperate��beautifully unrestrained, bodies moved in perfect rhythm, every grind and thrust pulling you both closer to the edge.

And finally, you came undone. He followed—groaning your name into your neck as he cum inside you, his body trembling against yours.

He filled you completely, like you were made for him. He didn’t move right away. He kept his cock inside until his last seeds fully dripping out into you. 

“You’re mine,” he panted against your lips.

“I’m yours,” you said breathlessly. “I’ve always been.”

That broke something in him.

You held him. His forehead against you.

Just breathed.

And when he finally pulled back just enough to see your face, his fingers brushed your cheek tenderly.

“(Y/N)... Let's do a second round.” He gave you that boyish grin.

“Huh?”

“At my place. You rode my Ducati earlier and it made me jealous, y'know? I want you to ride me next.”

Your hand smacked his arm instinctively, and he immediately pouted, rubbing the spot with dramatic offense.

You rolled your eyes, trying to stifle the laugh building in your throat—but it escaped anyway.

And when you laughed, he smiled like it was the only sound that mattered.

“I’m never letting you go now,” he whispered, not as a threat—but as a vow.

You didn’t answer.

You just pulled him down to kiss you.

And he kissed you like it was the first time all over again.

Like the night was still young,

And you were his new favorite ride.

***

dividers by @cafekitsune

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[stewpidcheescatarinabluu]

Bet.

Synopsis: After a motor show, a chance encounter between two riders sparks an unexpected connection under the city lights.

Word Count: 1,299

Winter X Male Reader

It was after the motor show, and you were just lingering by your Ducati Panigale V4, basking in the last few rays of attention.

“Nice ride, man!” someone called out.

You gave a modest nod, the corner of your mouth curling into a smug little smile.

“Sweet motorcycle, dude!” another voice added.

It felt good—people noticing. Your Panigale gleamed under the lot lights, engine still warm from the earlier revs. You’d polished it to perfection, and the compliments were proof it paid off.

But then the air shifted. A distant roar cut through the idle noise of the parking lot, deep and feral—the unmistakable sound of a tuned muffler growling like a beast let loose. Heads turned. Conversations stalled.

All eyes drew toward the front lot where a crowd had started forming.

Curious, you pushed your way closer. That’s when you saw her.

She was astride a Kawasaki Ninja H2R, matte black with venomous green accents. The bike alone could command attention—but it was the rider who really stole the show. She sat upright, confident, the curve of her body framed perfectly by her fitted racing suit.

“Who’s that?” you asked, eyes narrowing.

“Kim Minjeong,” someone answered breathlessly. “Famous rider. Viral videos. Track champion.”

“Huh… never heard of her.”

Still, something about her presence buzzed through your chest. She wasn’t just fast—she was magnetic. People swarmed her, holding out phones, stickers, scraps of paper, anything for her autograph.

You weren’t the type to get starstruck—but when she pulled off her helmet, everything stopped.

Red hair spilled out like wildfire, catching the overhead lights as if igniting them. Her jawline was clean, sharp, like it had been carved from conviction itself. And her face—

It was absurd. Unfair. Like beauty had been distilled, bottled, and poured into her the way Socrates might’ve dreamed of an ideal form.

You weaved deeper into the crowd, just trying to get a better look—something about her pulled you in like gravity.

But in your eagerness, someone bumped your shoulder, and your footing slipped. You stumbled forward—

—and landed right in front of her.

The crowd gasped softly. Embarrassment seared your face as the world tilted for a second, but then a gentle voice broke through.

“Oh my god, are you okay?”

She was crouched in front of you, her gloved hand already reaching out.

“Oh y-yeah, I’m all good,” you mumbled, scrambling to your feet, brushing yourself off. “Just got squeezed outta the crowd, I guess.”

You looked up—and damn. Her red hair was haloed by the parking lot lights, a faint breeze tugging at the strands. You felt your heart thump like it was trying to break free.

“You’ve got a cute fa—” you started, then caught yourself. “I mean, ride! Cute ride—I mean nice! A Kawasaki Ninja, right? H2R? One of the fastest motorcycles ever created?”

You were practically tripping over your own tongue now, and she laughed softly—warm, amused, unbothered.

“Thanks. You’re quite the fanatic, huh?”

“My bad,” you chuckled, scratching the back of your neck. “I just… blurted out stuff sometimes.”

“It’s all good.” She smiled, brushing some hair out of her face. “What’s your name?”

People were still watching, a sea of faces ranging from stunned to bitter.

“Y/N,” you said, offering a hand.

“Minjeong. Kim Minjeong,” she replied, taking it.

Her palm was warm—still pulsing with leftover heat from the throttle. The moment your skin touched, something shot through you. Like a thunderbolt straight to the chest.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N,” she said with a small, knowing smile.

Then she turned, walking toward her friends waiting by their bikes. The crowd parted for her like she was royalty.

You just stood there, dazed.

“Dude!” someone clapped you on the back. “You held her hand!”

“Lucky bastard!”

“That should’ve been me!”

But you barely heard them.

Your hand still tingled

It was well past midnight. The once-crowded parking lot had thinned out, engines long gone, replaced by silence and the soft rustle of night wind. Tail lights blinked off in the distance. The moon hung low and quiet.

But she was still there.

Kim Minjeong.

Slouched in a fold-up chair, her racing suit peeled halfway down to reveal a black tank top beneath. Her red hair was tied up now, messy from the helmet but effortlessly perfect. An iced coffee sat loosely in her hand, half-melted. She laughed at something one of her fellow lady riders said, the sound low, unbothered, real.

You watched from a few steps away, debating. Your heart pounded like it was caught in a last-lap race. You could walk away—play it safe. But you didn’t. You were desperate.

You walked up.

“Hey!” you called, giving a casual wave.

She looked up, then grinned.

“Hey, Y/N. Good to see you again.” She leaned back in her chair, sipping. “Nice to see you not all red-faced this time.”

You laughed, rubbing your neck.

“Yeah…I don’t do good in crowds nor with pretty girls in my face.” You shrugged, more confident now. Bolder.

She smirked at that, nudging the chair beside her.

“I’m flattered,” she said, voice smooth, teasing. “Come take a seat.”

And just like that, the night felt warmer “So, what ride do you drive, Y/N?” she asked, turning toward you, her eyes flickering with curiosity over the rim of her coffee.

You rubbed your palms on your jeans, chuckling. “Ah, nothing special compared to your H2R… I ride a Panigale. Ducati.”

She blinked. Then her expression shifted—surprise, then admiration.

“You drive a fucking Ducati?” she said, sitting up straighter. “And you’re saying that’s nothing special? Dude, it’s a Ducati.”

You grinned sheepishly. “Yeah, I guess. Just don’t scream viral track queen, you know?”

She scoffed, eyes lit up now. “Please. A Panigale is a dream bike. That’s no joke.”

The night deepened around you, a soft breeze winding between the now-quiet bikes. Over time, the chatter faded from her friends. One by one, they leaned back, sipped their drinks, and stayed silent—watching, smirking, giving space.

You and Minjeong didn’t notice.

Words just kept flowing. Talks of track days, wipeouts, near-misses, favorite late-night rides through empty city streets. You both laughed at dumb stories and swapped tips like old friends.

It was easy.

It was dangerously easy.

And somewhere between the laughter and long glances, her friends exchanged quiet looks. Something was brewing.

Something unmistakable

The conversations slowed, not because they were dull, but because comfort had settled in. That rare kind. The kind where silences aren’t awkward—they just breathe.

Minjeong swirled the melting ice in her coffee, glancing up at the sky for a beat. Her profile caught the moonlight—sharp, striking. You couldn’t help but look a second too long.

You cleared your throat.

“Hey, uh…” you started, shifting slightly in your seat. “This might be kind of bold, but—”

She turned back to you, a small smirk already forming.

“You wanna ask for my number?”

Caught. You scratched your head, grinning. “I mean… yeah. Can’t let this be the last time we talk, right?”

Minjeong didn’t answer immediately. She tilted her head, studying you with a glint of playfulness behind her eyes. Then she pulled out her phone, tapping the screen a few times before handing it over.

“Here. Put it in.”

Your fingers moved fast, too fast, like your brain was a second behind your nerves. You typed in your number, added your name—Y/N 🏍️—then handed it back.

“There,” you said, trying to play it cool.

She glanced at the screen, smiled.

“Y/N with the Ducati,” she teased. “Guess I’ll text you when I feel like losing a race.”

Your heart damn near short-circuited.

“I’ll be waiting,” you said, half-laughing, half-serious.

And for the first time tonight, she looked at you a little longer. Something real there.

“Me too.”

a/n:60 likes i’ll make a part 2 😋 (now thats a deal right?…right? please 🙏🏻)

here’s a sneak peek.

[goodolddumbbanana]

When I said KS and Nexus would meet, I didn't think it would be that soon, my god???!

The episode today is hilarious. KS shows up in Nexus's house, process to roast the shit out of him and then leave. And Nexus let him do so without saying anything????

Like boy??? Sun didn't raise you to be that stupid and wet sock???? Have you not learned anything from Sun when you still live with him???? Where is your sass??

Girl you just died, it's not like your IQ died with you and not agreeing to get revived back.

Nexus just gets dumber and dumber is both sad and funny. Like, even when he is the villain and "irredeemable", he actually doesn't do anything. Like, take some notes from your old man Eclipse, dude knows how to make an entrance, Nexus. You're just so sad right now and not even the villain respects you.

But sidenote, he only focuses on Sun kinda cute and rather sad. Cuz like, he knows, I believe, deep down, Nexus knows Sun still cares about him. And he still cares for Sun too.

Because if this only hates, then why doesn't he find Moon? Why does he blame all of it for Sun? He wants Sun's attention, but also he is too ashamed to get redemption.

Rather hate than love.

He rather Sun hates him to the point want to kill him again, than seeing Sun try to help him. Cuz that means, all his hard work will be nothing. All his deeds will be meaningless....

He is so childish and it is so sad and tragic.

Anyway...So... Moon will be in danger. Nothing new, I hope he won't be damsels in distress this time. And also... The Beast might come back, and find Dazzle. (And without Jack to protect her.... I don't know how it would end...)

More than that, maybe... This Nexus is not Nexus. I afraid this is just another Eclipse V4, that he just has Nexus's memory...

Also... Something interesting... Nexus's power.... It is not wholly star power.... Maybe, wither storm power????

[who-suffered-more]

I know they are separate images I couldn’t be bothered to combine them and I wanted to include Stephbin my shining star 💛🌟💫

Anon submission but also I was literally about to schedule her myself

Propaganda from anon: “Her dad was a wannabe Riddler that abused her and her mom until she got fed up. Invented a vigilante identity called Spoiler, dated Robin, was treated like shit by everyone, her mom got addicted to drugs. She got pregnant as a teenager and then it was almost never acknowledged again. She became Robin and was treated like shit. Bruce said she “fights like a girl.” And he never told her he was Matches Malone, leading to her being brutally tortured by Black Mask and dying. When fans of her character asked for a memorial case for her one of the writers said he wanted to shoot them. Their efforts won and she was revived. When they broke up Tim demanded she stop being a vigilante because clearly he has the right to decide that. Greta Hayes tried to kill her. Her best friend (cass) said she wasn’t good enough but eventually felt bad about it. Now she’s used purely for queerbaiting and shitty WFA plot lines that say her death was her own fault.”

WFA isn’t real it can’t hurt you 🙏

For an image request it WOULD be shamed that you didn’t send an image but I am ALWAYS looking for excuses to go back to Robin V4 issues 126-128 that’s two whole issues of PEAK FICTION. and then they bring Tim back ☹️

look at her stupid wet beast eyes when she’s fired :(

also more images of her because shes soooo goober 💫💫💫

could you guys imagine if the writers didn’t hate her and let her be awesome forever. that world is beautiful. far more beautiful than this one

Shes so sonic the hedgehog shaped as robin 💛💫

[bluecheeseinmyoffwhites]

Hello, saw your posts about RWBY Characters' Allusions. A question, does team rwby have another character allusion?

A lot of characters have more than one allusion, and team RWBY is no different. These allusions often have a character fill a complementary role of a significant figure in another fairy tale.

Let's start with Ruby Rose. She is of course Little Red, but there are also other characters she embodies. The Wolf in the story is known for his big & shiny eyes, a very notable feature of Ruby (that was pointed out by Ozpin in the first episode, just like the fairy tale). She is also her own huntsman, equip with an "axe" weapon of her own.

Weiss Schnee is Snow White, but also takes other roles of the story based on her summons. Her Boartusk represents the huntsman, who killed a boar to spare the princess. Her Knight represents the noble prince who saves her. Her Queen Lancer represents the Evil Queen who plagues her. Weiss seems to take after the Evil Queen the most, with her friends often referring to her as "Ice Queen".

After reading those first two, you can probably now understand why Blake is based on both Beauty & the Beast. She has Belle's beauty, part of her name, her love for books, her relationship to "Adam" and her tendency to run away. But like the Beast, she has animal traits that she hides, is haunted by a rose, prefers living in isolation, and eventually falls in love with a human girl. She is often seen in Forever Fall, a forest with wilting red flowers, representing the wilting rose that curses the Beast.

Yang is Goldilocks with her destructive nature & yellow hair, but can also be seen as Baby Bear, the child of the Papa (Taiyang, blue eyes) & Mama (Raven, red eyes), resulting in Yang being a mix of both (purple eyes). Each parent compares Yang to the other, and she learns to embrace the good and bad traits of both in order to become "just right".

The tale of Rose Red & Snow White, two young girls based on Little Red & Snow White, can be the inspiration for the partnership between Ruby & Weiss. The two were sisters, which is represented by the ever-growing bond between Ruby & Weiss. Weiss's fairy tale, Snow White, could also be the reason for Ruby's theme, Red Like Roses, which is how the Evil Queen described how red she wants her lips in the original tale (in some stories she compares it to blood in the snow, both line up perfectly with the Red Trailer & Players & Pieces).

Weiss also represents the story of the Snow Queen. She is called Ice Queen. She has a male companion (Kai/Whitley) who is cold, distant, & rude. She sets off to find the Snow Queen (Winter) in V5, during her trip she meets a talking corvid (Raven) & a robber maiden (Vernal). Weiss also gets pierced by evil glass like Gerda.

Gerda’s most cherished memories is being young playing in the rose gardens with her friend. They shared many happy memories here. This rose garden takes the embodiment of Ruby Rose, who befriends Weiss & takes her on adventures. Weiss reminisces about Ruby in V4 after the attack on Beacon, missing the days when they had fun together. A frozen rose garden is seen in Weiss Character Short, representing her longing for Ruby (innocence, fun, freedom).

Blake & Yang have so many allusions when it comes to their relationship. Start with Beauty and Beast. Blake already shows traits of both Belle & the Beast, but Yang does as well. Her affiliation with yellow, adventure, bright energy, & beauty is reminiscent of Belle. The Red Trailer even directly ties her with Blake, calling her the beauty to her beast. Yet Yang also displays signs of the Beast, most notably her behavior when she is angry. She sparks fire red eyes similar to the monstrous Grimm they fight, and is the most aggressive fighter of the group. She receives an injury on her arm identical to the Beast. Most importantly, she is abandoned by Beauty in V3. This theme of having similar & different traits within one another ties into another dynamic that will be explained later.

There are two roses that bring them together. They meet through Ruby, the good rose Yang gives to Blake. Adam is the bad rose that Blake tries to keep away from Yang, but he breaks them. Adam starts off as the Beast (Adam) to Blake’s Beauty. Once she leaves him (like the fairy tale) he then embodies the Rose that haunts her. Once he meets Blake’s new partner, he then becomes Gaston & adopts his jealousy. Once Blake & Yang defeat him, they free themselves from the curse and come back to the Good Rose.

Blake & Yang also represent the Yin & Yang dynamic. We have the darkness (Blake) and the light (Yang), with a little bit of each other in each (matching eyes). Many cultures depict Yin as a tiger (Blake's cat ears) and Yang as a dragon (Xiao Long). The themes of darkness and light has been associated with Blake & Yang since their trailers. Blake engulfs in darkness when she leaves, while Yang brings light when she enters (kind of like their semblances). Scenes with Blake & Yang play with lighting a lot (2x06, 6x01, 9x06), and fights involving them often have them circling around each other or moving across each other, just like the Yin Yang Symbol.

Team RWBY as a whole also has references. One commonly known reference is the Wizard of Oz crew, with Ruby acting as Dorothy (who had Ruby/Silver slippers). Weiss is the Tin Man who gains heart while the real one loses it (Ironwood), Blake is the Lion who gains courage while the real one loses it (Lionheart), and Yang is the Scarecrow who learns to fight smarter while the real one acts irrationally (Qrow). These four adventurers set off to Beacon (Land of Oz), meet the Wizard (Ozpin), and get their wishes (graduating). They are told to stay on the Yellow Road, but fail.

The team's respective Remnants also allude to their fairy tales. Ruby sheds roses, representing her red color scheme, her youthful innocence, and the flowers Little Red picks for her grandmother. Weiss sheds snow, representing her white color scheme, her cold attitude, and Snowhite's soft skin that gave her the name. Blake sheds shadows, representing her black color scheme, her dark personality and background, and the Beast condemned to the shadows. Yang sheds fire, representing her yellow color scheme, her bright but scorching personality, and the porridge Goldilocks claimed was "too hot".

Ruby represents multiple figures from others characters’ allusions. Penny is based on Pinocchio, who wishes on a Shooting Star to be a real human. Ruby, who is often characterized as a small flickering light (literally & figuratively) she represents the star that Penny wishes for & makes her feel human (literally & figuratively).

2x07 Dance Dance Infiltration is a retelling of the Cinderella story. The maiden is told she needs to return by midnight, puts on a disguise, & goes off. Ruby tracks her, Cinderella enters the stage, the two dance, and she leaves without a trace. Ruby in this case represents the Prince that wants to find the mysterious maiden he danced with the night before. His only clue was her missing glass slipper. Cinder fights with glass, a point Ruby reports to her professors as information to track her down.

There's a lot more micro references to other fairy tales but these are the most notable for Team RWBY. These references influence how a character is portrayed, how they interact with others, and the actions they take.

[solsticelosthermind]

Beast v4 hurts and I literally have not even opened it yet

WHAT IS THIS

THAT IS CANON AKUTAGAWA

WHY DOES HE LOOK SO CONTENT

WHERE IS THIS FROM IN CANON

WHO IS HE LOOKING AT LIKE THIS WHAT DO YOU MEAN THIS IS SHIT HE PULLED RIGHT OUT OF CANON DAZAI’S HEAD

Chuuya too????

There are 238 pages. It took me 6 hours to work through v3 with like a hundred less pages. Oh my god im going to die

[jasper-unofficial]

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[invested-in-your-future]

One thing that baffles me is how unwilling the main show was to just... dig a bit deeper in terms of fairytales. There's a treasure trove of myths and legends all over the world—some of which even tie together. There are so many ways to celebrate myths and legends and draw inspiration from them. Like, when worldbuilding, I came upon a ton of folk tales and other details that made me wonder why they had never been touched upon in the show.

Years ago I remember being pleasantly surprised when the show did the whole Achilles thing in V3 or Cinderella in V2.

In those early moments of brilliance, iconic recognizable story beats were transformed and inserted neatly into this story. The show didn't merely plop down a reference like with the names but incorporated it into the story.

The ingenuity in the rest basically starts and ends with "uhhhhh, there was this giant whale in Disney's adaptation of Pinocchio so, uhhh, here you go?".

The show added a Robin Hood character, and the said character had been kind of pointless.

The show's implementation of Hansel and Gretel ended up being one of the worst-written elements of the entire story.

The last time "Thor" had anything to do with the myth itself was V4 and then it kind of just stopped anyway.

The Jinn stuff, instead of drawing from the legends, ended up being just a weird mix of fanservice and orientalism.

The show didn't really draw from Oz lore at all beyond the names, instead sidelining that element in favor of the Two Gods, which have very little basis in mythology.

The show ended up doing a kind of ableist interpretation of Pinocchio that's polar opposite of the story itself. Hilariously, had they not brought the character back for clicks, the original ending would have been near perfect implementation of the first version of Pinocchio's story.

Snow White, Beauty and the Beast, etc. also just exist.

And I can't help but wonder—why?

Not only its within the foundation of the show, not only is it fascinating, but it's also a kind of easier way to lore-build? So why not take that road? Why fixate on this brother gods stuff and relics, both of which are just Miles Luna stuff that have barely if any basis in mythology?

Then again, these people took Alice in Wonderland (the story about adolescence and growing up, how the world is chaotic, and that eventually, we will need to leave childhood behind, growing up) and used it to make a statement about how change, growing up, learning from mistakes, etc., is bad/evil.

From whichever angle I look at the decisions within the show, it all just keeps going back to untapped potential.

[thedenofravenpuff]

Ballora and Eclipse's Relationship - A Ramble

I love the growing friendship between Ballora and Eclipse V4 on EAPS.

Which to me is a funny observation if you go deep lore on it, like an obsessive fan (is me, I'm an obsessive fan)

Wall of text under the cut

If you look deep cut into FNAF, I always liked to consider the Daycare Attendant kind of related to creations like The Puppet and Ballora. Ballora is a marionet, a performer, a doll for the stage. The Puppet a security measure, a caretaker, meant to look after special kids, but failed (Charlie).

The DCA are built like dolls. Marionets with intricate parts, originally meant to be performers for the stage but then repurposed to be caretakers, protectors of children. Like Puppet and Ballora they stand out against the animal themed animatronics that always took center stage.

On EAPS Ballora was introduced as a vapid person, only eyes for herself, calling others 'peasants' and refusing to get Puppet's name right. In EAPS they played up how Lefty was Puppet's replacement in the TSBS universe, as a model, while in FNAF lore Lefty was created as a means to capture and contain the possessed Puppet. A failure, compared to the fates and purposes of creations like Ballora.

Ballora only showing interest in friendship with the DCA, something she feels related to. Even to a point where she sticks around even when Sun and Moon each proves to perplex her, because they are programmed so differently from her. Yet she still insists in feeling a relation towards them, over anyone one.

While still acting high and mighty over others, to Sun and Moon she is more open and calm. Wanting to spend time and expand on them as people, as individuals.

This need becoming useful to Eclipse, because the EAPS DCA are very quickly attached to him, because again, an unspoken relation binds them together. Eclipse has the experience that could benefit the two baby AI that learns and grows very different from how Ballora does, as she was clearly more 'finished' in her programming to be ready to perform while not much older than Sunpea and Moonpea. Eclipse have been both of them, he is a copy of Sun and Moon both, no matter how much he hates this fact.

When Eclipse needed help the most to get through to Sunpea about his obsession with seeing real magic, Ballora came through, recognizing Sunpea needs to be spoken to in a specific way. She respected Eclipse's need to hold some distance to things that pulls back to where he came from. To a point he THANKED HER. Granted, he spoke the gratitude AFTER she left the room (much like when New Moon apologized for Old Moon's abandonment of Eclipse, when Eclipse V3 had already left the room).

Eclipse V4 is already a friend to Earth, the one he has dared to attach to because she actually cares to know his side of things. While not taking offence but actually gaining from his refusal to sugar coat things the way her family and partner does. She isn't perfect, she needs to be told that now and again.

In this other dimension.. Ballora is gaining his trust in other ways. She accepts the things he says but dares to speak up that other perspectives exist. But not in the same way others around him does. Puppet is NOT on same wave length, Puppet is just using Eclipse and he knows it, even if Puppet denies so to themself half of the time. Ballora is full of herself, but so down to earth around Eclipse and the EAPS DCA.. she isn't Earth, but connecting to Eclipse in different ways.

She hasn't shamed him, yet tells him off when going too far. She hasn't lied to him, she hasn't forced him to do things. When she says "We are friends" it is with even more honesty than Earth because she holds no baggage that Earth has. Ballora is still young and new. She has nothing to gain from lying to Eclipse, she holds no power over him like Puppet does with the EAPS contract. Heck, I'm sure her hazing Puppet is a great source of amusement to Eclipse.

When Eclipse dropped out from that Gang Beast video after Puppet ONCE AGAIN forced Eclipse to interact with Lunar, despite his protests time and time again, all acted like they did not understand his reaction at all.

Because Ballora is the one to actually care. Eclipse has said out clearly what he wants and what he dislikes, and others, especially Puppet, has an attitude of "get over it" or "you deserve it."

Again, Ballora has no baggage to judge Eclipse with or add any 'but' to things she claims or says to him. She genuinely wants to be his friend as much as with Sunpea and Moonpea. While recognizing the DCA still has some growing to do, realizing she was programmed to start off more mature, while Eclipse IS already the most mature around. Sunpea and Moonpea are made to learn differently because they have to interact with children, with humans, directly. They have so much more to learn and expand on, than a performer meant for the stage.

I like the duality it gives Ballora. She is a primadonna full of herself. She talks to her bandmates and mocks Puppet by refusing to acknowledge knowing her name. Yet so patient and kind to the DCA and so eager to give Eclipse the understanding and care he so needs.

She truly grown on me over time, showing this much duality to herself. Her priorities and her own growth as a character, the more she learns of things she can do as (and despite of being) an animatronic.

I love her interactions with Eclipse for this. And I truly feel, with Ballora, Eclipse V4 can count two whole genuine friends, who actually cares and listens.

Thank you if you read this far. Just needed to ramble on this for a bit.

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Because I'm particularly annoyed: To everyone within the LGBT+ and ships involving them circles, get this through your goddamn head. RWBY the "little" anime-inspired web show that:

subverts sexist and homophobic tropes from that inspiration

has a deep & mature story

respects its femme characters

that has had morons saying it was baiting for years

has a married wlw couple w/ child; 2 confirmed lesbian characters; 2 mlm characters in the novels; a bi MC (VA'd by a bi femme)/a sapphic MC (VA'd by an "on the spectrum" femme)/ and together a wlw MC pair; a trans character that isn't a joke

THAT show DELIVERED one of the most normalized via being treated no different to its hetero sibling ships, being within a non-world of gay, and not being spotlighted; well-developed; well-earned; 10 year steady slowburned; and mature CANON wlw romances around. That including having a bi character that feels bi not a lesbian character w/ a bi sticker slapped on cause not only does she have guys w/ feelings towards her as well as a former male romantic partner, but also has a femme w/ feelings towards her as well as a current femme partner in a non-world of gay. The fucking cherry on top: it has Beauty and the Beast at its core mixed with yin-yang.

Get the fuck over this notion of "oh that's just RWBY" in a head-up-ones-own-ass obnoxious manner. Before it was the goddamn "well BB isn't confirmed, its just been hinted/teased" even with the show making it fucking blatantly clear it was happening, including soft-canonizing it via a character directly bringing up the mutual romantic feelings going on between the two tying it to her own ones towards the other part of the sibling hetero pair of the show. Now after its been given one of the best most beautifully done scenes in the entire show w/ a goddamn song written by an LGBT+ artist and sung by both them & another LGBT+ femme to canonize them; its STILL being treated/view like its both bait/non-canon and/or lesser than other pairs. Its especially fucking rich when I know some people who'd sing the praises of Warrior Nun and Avatrice, which is in the same goddamn vein as RWBY and BB with both being great ships and shows. If anyone tried to pull this shit with that show & that pairing, you'd get your damn ass torn apart and you know it; but RWBY isn't given that same respect. Caitvi/Violyn (Arcane) gets more damn respect and technically speaking its not even fucking canon yet, its still in the phase that either v4-7 BB was at. Where its been heavily implied & teased to the point of me going with it as soft-canon, yet not a damn soul would scoff at it being mentioned within LGBT+ ships. But once again RWBY is different.

Those that pull this shit are:

the shit-for-brains know-nothings that either want to shit on the show because of their own hoity-toity its too below us bullshit or haven't bothered to actually watch the damn show

the bigoted incel pieces of shit that just don't support LGBT+ yet infest our spaces;

the antis that don't care what was built up, they're salty bitches that just can't stand their pair didn't happen

the entitled ass LGBT+ that think all LGBT+ should be rushed, spotlighted at the center of the story, and aimed at an LGBT+ audience instead of normalized for a general audience.

So if you're going to thumb your nose at the show and its rep, then fuck you and go fuck your damn self. You're no damn better than the incels and chuds. And don't even think to reach for any LGBT+ cards cause I've got my own one. They're canon and they're great get that through your fucking heads, that little web show fucking delivered. Don't like it? Fine, I don't really care. But don't you fucking dare thumb your damn nose at it and not expect to get dragged over the damn coals by me.