#heck he doesn't even know who miles IS

[labwebs]

🕸i love the insom games so much but wow are parts of the fandom exhausting like no duh miles is the main spider-man in that universe now peter is taking a break what part of that doesn't get through your skull

[milaisreading]

🌱🩷: this was a request from @yukiimasked and it's basically where Karasu met manager!Yn's family. Post Blue Lock timeline, btw

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Bleu lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura ⚽️

"Tabito, are you alright?" (Y/n) yawned as she walked into the shared apartment, only to find the pro-player frozen in the hallway.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I am great, don't worry." Karasu gulped nervously and slowly walked to the living room.

'Was practice bad today?' She wondered and put her stuff away to follow him.

"I can tell from a mile away that you aren't doing well. What happened, Tabito? Did something happen at practice?" (Y/n) asked softly as she sat with him on the couch, hugging his arm.

'What is he so tense about? He was more relaxed during the World Cup...' She thought while waiting for the boy to finally speak up again. Karasu kept quiet for a good 5 minutes, looking around the room and at (Y/n). She really didn't understand what the issue was. Karasu was doing alright the whole morning.

'Was...was he maybe breaking up with me?' She gulped in fear as Karasu got up and out of her hold.

"(Y/n)... I... don't think I can do it." Karasu said, looking at her in desperation. Thr girl felt her heart break in two, afraid that her thoughts really came true.

"Wh-what?! Are you... breaking up-"

"No! No, I would never do that! You know I love you more than football even." Karasu said quickly, realizing that his wording was very bad. So, out of guilt for the distress he caused, Karasu walked up to her and gently took her hands into his, gently giving them a squeeze.

"I am sorry for what I said, what I meant was your family... They are coming over to Paris next week, and I am just too nervous to meet them." Karasu gulped as (Y/n) blinked a few times, relief washing over her form that this was his main worry.

"Oh, that. You are that nervous?" (Y/n) questioned, earning a nod from Karasu. It was rare to see him so vulnerable and distressed.

"Yeah, I really want to be with you! Heck, I want to marry you in the near future, but... but what if your father doesn't like me? What if he demands for a break up."

'Wow... that was a lot at once. Wait! He said he wants to marry me?!' (Y/n) felt a small spark of happiness light up inside her, but she decided to let this slide for now. Comforting Karasu was more important. She gently smiled and got up to hug him, something he gladly returned.

"Listen, I know it's an intimidating moment, I met your parents and know what you feel. Just know that I will be by your side, ok?" She smiled up gently at him. Karasu took a few minutes, but eventually nodded his head, kissing her on the forehead.

"Ok. I think I can do that."

A week later...

'I absolutely can not do this!' Karasu gulped as he sat across (Y/n)'s father and brother at the table. Isabella, her sister-in-law, and (Y/n) tried to make the situation less tense by some all talk, but it wasn't working as well as they expected.

"Oh! It seems like the chicken just finished cooking! I will check on it." Isabella laughed nervously and quickly ran into the kitchen. (Y/n) found the whole situation amusing for a moment, but then felt Karasu grip her hand under the table. She looked over at the boy and sent him a gentle smile.

"So, Karasu, what are your plans with my sister?" The two turned to look at the brother, who had a murderous look on his face.

"I am interested as well. Especially since she moved to France for you." Her father suddenly spoke up, which surprised Karasu a little. The man was quiet the whole night.

"You two are being too much now." (Y/n) sighed in annoyance.

"Uh... it's fine." Karasu spoke up as (Y/n) and the other 2 males looked at Karasu.

"Tabito..." (Y/n) gulped nervously as the other looked straight at the 2.

"I really love (Y/n), and words can never describe how much I do. I also can't properly express how much I want to be with her and protect her." Karasu took a deep breath, trying to ignore the intense stares from the older men. (Y/n) was meanwhile shocked at his words, he never said these things so openly.

"I do plan on marrying (Y/n) eventually, after we are both stable in our careers. I hope you all can eventually accept me into the family, I will be patient with that. I really want us to get along, if not for me, then for (Y/n). She deserves it, and much more." By now, the couple was blushing in embarrassment. Karasu didn't plan on being so open with his thoughts in front of (Y/n)'s family, and neither was she. But... she couldn't deny the small amount of happiness she felt from his words.

'He cares that much, huh...' (Y/n) smiled warmly at him.

"Aha. Well, I can't say I am happy with this relationship." The father cleared his throat, catching their attention.

"Dad-"

"But, I will give you a chance. I can see you love and care for her." The elder finished, earning a sigh of relief from Karasu and a grateful smile from (Y/n).

"Same goes for me. You have my approval for now, Karasu. But, if you break my sister's heart I will break your leg. Don't test me." The brother spoke up, his glare more intense at the end.

"I won't ever hurt her, so no need to joke about the leg breaking." Karasu laughed nervously.

"I wasn't joking." The brother said more sternly this time, interrupting Karasu's laughing.

"He really wasn't, Tabito." (Y/n) confirmed, caressing his knuckles.

"Oh..."

[littlekohai77]

Debate Club

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝.

☣️🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶⚠️: jealous Eun-hyuk, implied one sided rivalry, little smidge of nsfw, implied past connections, reader trying to help Hyunsu, stubbornness, talks of mental health, lowkey whipped Eun-hyuk, ooc Eun-hyuk.

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Eun-hyuk hears the door to the security room open and the familiar padding of your footsteps, at this point he's memorized them.

He doesn't bother to turn around, knowing you'll approach him regardless of if he acknowledges you or not.

The papers in his hands slip and land on the floor as you so rudely yank his chair to turn him around. Putting both hands at each of his arm rests and leaning in close to his face.

The action takes his breath away. Makes him feel as if he could melt any second. Tempts him to close the distance and connect your lips to his.

He's so distracted, he almost misses what you said.

"Hikikomori... They're people who isolate themselves from the rest of society... And while being alone is comfortable for them to some degree, it's bad for their mental health.... Think about it Eun-hyuk, what would it be like to only have the monster in your head to talk to? It would worsen his state faster. He needs company! "

"There's Seok-hyeon-” he tries to shoot you down, although with a weak counter, but you disarm him with a slam to his arm rest and a rebuke.

" Seok-hyeon is a selfish, insecure and abusive asshole. I'm baffled you would even consider him as someone who's fun to talk to. Hyunsu needs someone his age! Someone who understands him! Heck even your jerk of a sister would do miles better than any of the people currently confined in the arcade! ”

"Well what if he attacks-"

"That's for me to deal with. That's my responsibility! My worry! My burden! A threat to my safety! It's got nothing to do with the rest of you!........... I can't even do much anyway after this ankle injury! Just let me be of use! Just let me be with him! He's spiralling faster like that and you know it!"

"You should care about your safety-"

"You don't get it! I'm a burden to the group right now! I can't even do simple tasks like helping carry stuff to barricade the entrance! What use do I have now except for this?................ So just let me.. Let me play therapist... Let me keep him company... He's our greatest asset and we should do all that we can to keep him sane! Right? Or do you intend to lose our sole scavenger? "

He hated how convincing your argument was. He couldn't really fight against it without making it seem like he favoured you out of everyone else.

Cause he knows you know that he would have said yes if it were someone else asking in your place to be let in, okay maybe not Eun-yu or anybody that was useful to him at the moment but anyone that falls outside of those categories? Sure.

And he wasn't quite comfortable with letting that vulnerable part of him come to light.

He hated how right you were. How you always were right. No matter what he did he never seemed to win an argument against you. Not during those simple afternoons spent in his high school debate club room and not during this stand off in the security room of Green Home. Could it really be called a stand off though?

He almost doesn't have it in him to be frustrated with you anymore as it only ever made it easier for you to get on his nerves and shoot him down. Your hits always so precise, your resolve as hard as nails. He could never win.

Even with his current authority as a leader, he still can't find it in himself to deny you of your request yet cause of how logical and efficient you make it sound.

He would be lying if he said he didn't like the small tinges of desperation in your tone. Like you were begging him. It gave him a small sense of satisfaction, allowing his imagination to run wild as you continued to babble on as he stared at you wordlessly, making you wonder if he was even listening.

How pretty would you be? On your knees? Head on his lap? Staring up at him with those pretty pretty eyes of yours? Vision glossy with unshed tears as you beg him to-

"-Hyuk-! Eun-hyuk! "

And his little fantasy goes up in flames as he's reminded of why you're arguing with him in the first place. Or more like, for who.

He didn't understand, why were you always so caught up in Hyunsu's case? Why did you care about him so much? Why weren't you afraid of him?

It irritated him in a way he couldn't explain.

Maybe that's why he can't seem to find a way to refute. Because he's so distracted by your angelic allure and the progressively growing anger inside him.

Pushing up his glasses to the top, he sighs, standing up before shifting to put his hands in his pockets and glaring at you.

"You'll be of use again once you've healed. But you won't be around for that if you throw your life away like this. "

"I won't cooperate if you don't let me have this. "

He's almost shocked by your threat. You're seriously willing to go that far? For that guy? Who can't even look him in the eyes when they speak? Seriously what do you see in him?

He feels ashamed for a moment. Why is he having such thoughts? Is this the first signs of his Monsterization?

You get impatient at his lack of response and stomp out the door, heading for the arcade. You know Mr. Han will understand you better than that heartless jerk Eun-hyuk. You only just have to plead him a few times.

As Eun-hyuk stands alone in his office, making no move to stop you as he knows once you've set your mind to it, you won't budge, he reminisces the entire conversation. Huffing slightly, he runs his hands through his hair, trying to come up with a counter argument, just about anything to sway you. Anything to keep you away from him. He can't bear this feeling any more.

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𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥.

ℕ𝕖𝕩𝕥 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣.

𝚂𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚘, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎!

𝙰𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞. :)

[thedemises]

. . .  PAINTING NAILS (BY FORCE)! featuring mephistopheles!

contains! . . . lowercase writing, obey me! shall we date?, some swearing here and there, mephistopheles being a little jerk, probably ooc! mephistopheles cuz idk much about his character-, mc is a human-ram hybrid (having ears, horns, and some other characteristics and traits of a ram), mc is gender neutral, mc is strong?, mephisto being rammed over 💀 (no mepmep was injured in the making of this scenario), does "bloody hell" count as swearing?, got too lazy during the ending so it's kinda rushed 😔, mentioned the demon brothers, simeon, raphael, luke, and solomon! notes! . . .  an idea by me and good ol' buddy @ringdabel during a chat of ours that switched from talking about satan to his nails to the other characters to the painted nails of all the obey me characters (except for the angels, mephistopheles, and solomon)👍👍

mephistopheles feels like he ran a marathon but then he has the urge to run another mile because— bloody hell, why is that puny human exchange student so fast?

he, as a noble, never needed to run as much as he would need to in his whole life of existing. already having dozens of quite expensive cars in the ready to transport him with a snap of his fingers—but for some reason mephistopheles felt like running on foot like as if cerberus is hot on his tail was a good option.

wrong.

while most humans don't have much stamina and speed in the first place unless they train hardly for it, from what he had read, there's some others that are given the gift of incredible speed or the natural ability of endurance and stamina. rarely, even both.

and clearly enough—this peasant human, the HUMAN who managed to gain the pacts of all of the seven deadly sins AND survive a whole year in a realm where demons roam and most more likely to eat humans—was this close to snatching the tail cape of his attire off.

“COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE SHI—”

(well, the said human was turned into a human-ram hybrid when they were transferred to devildom in the first place, so that might've made their speed increase a bit more than an average human's speed—being half ram, after all).

“STOP chasing me, you human peasant!” he makes a sharp turn around a corner, letting his legs take him to demon-lord-knows-where, “i am NOT letting some rubbish paint be applied on my fingernails!!”

with loud yelling responding from behind his back, you declared, “NOT UNTIL YOU COMMIT TO HAVING YOUR NAILS BE PAINTED!!”

mephistopheles doesn't dare to look behind as he kept running in different directions, seemingly beginning to be out of breath when his pace grows irregularly.

the chase eventually doesn't last as long as he expected it to be when he was cornered in a room and then suddenly got rammed to the ground and was pinned down by the forced added weight on his chest, leaving him no other choice than to give up or attempt to resist it.

“KEEP YOUR FLITHY HANDS OFF OF ME!!” a low growl rumbles from his throat with his gritted teeth shown while he attempts to thrash around but you somehow prevent the demon from moving by holding him firmly, restraining his head by wrapping your dominant arm around the noble's neck as you pin down his arms with the other arm of yours.

“not until you let me paint your nails.”

“tch. why is getting my fingernails painted such a big deal to you, human?!” scoffing in disbelief at your insistence, the magenta-haired male tries pushing your body off his back but you don't budge a bit by your stubbornness.

damn, how come you're strong too? aren't humans supposed to be weak?!

“because,” you start, bringing a gloved hand of his closer to you as you inspect it, “doesn't lord diavolo have painted nails? heck, even barbatos and the seven brothers have their nails painted.”

ending your sentence with a determined toothy grin and one of your ram ears flicking a bit, you added, “besides, i think you'll look great with green-ish teal nail polish.”

mephistopheles clicked his tongue at that following a slight eye roll, scowling when you touched the dark patch of the back of his hair, “so? it'll be covered up when I wear my gloves either way, so it's useless and a waste of time.”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

after a bit of eventual bickering, pleading, and some reluctance, mephisto finally agrees to your begging persuading with a, “... fine. but be quick about it though.”

turns out, painting your nails is a long, time-consuming process.

currently inside your room in the house of lamentation (who knows how you sneaked him inside without alerting the others), different nail polishes of varied colors were placed aside as both of you sat comfortably on your bed. as you held his now naked hand (after you told him to take his glove off) while carefully painting his nails in a cool green-ish teal color after prepping them and adding a base coat to make the pigment look better in the outcome, the demon sat in front of you with his legs folded underneath his thighs while resting his buttocks on the heels of his feet, his left arm outstretched to you.

during the mostly silent process, mephistopheles' black eyebrows were furrowed with his chin held slightly upwards as his eyes narrowed with skepticism and they held slight impatience but he didn't say anything. until now.

“why'd you want me to wear nail polish?... human.” his voice trailed off for a second, watching you finish painting his middle finger's nail before moving onto the next digit. response to the question, you shrugged your shoulders.

“don't know. the thought of you not wearing nail polish like the others irritated me—though simeon, raphael, luke, and solomon also don't wear nail polish either; so im gonna do their nails next after you.”

“by ramming into them?”

“no, but you were running away from me so i had no other choice.”

eventually, you finished painting all of the nails of his left hand and let him inspect the finished product before doing his other hand—observing the slightest changes in his expression while you waited for his acknowledgment.

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...” blinking at his freshly painted fingernails, mephistopheles doesn't speak out loud while he examines his teal-colored nails in silence.

then his eyes, hued a gradient of pear green and chartreuse, glanced up to stare back at you with the slightest satisfaction before darting to the side as the slightest flush appears on his cheeks and the demon nods his head at you slightly.

“... it looks awful.”

taken off guard, you took full offense to this unpleasant reaction. “excuse me? bitch, I took the time to chase you down, ram into you, paint your nails for a painstakingly long time, and this is how you thank me?”

“well i— ... i think it's alright.. i guess.” slightly startled by the sudden shift of attitude, he finally replies that gives you some satisfactory and the demon moves his hand to remove the other glove that his right hand is still wearing until he was eruptedly halted by you grabbing his wrist. “don't,” you firmly told him, dragging it to you and lightly tugged at the edge of his glove, “let the nail polish on your other hand set first for about one to two (1-2) hours before you do anything with it. now, may i?”

the demon's eyelids widened at the extended amount of time before they relaxed and he nodded with his ears turning slightly reddish at the last sentence, giving you permission to take off his glove for him—which you did, peeling it off from his wrist to the fingertips.

with his hand now bare, you begin doing the same prepping process like you did to his other hand before applying nail polish—letting the base coat set for two minutes beforehand and then, painting on the teal colored polish with patience and precise precision; not allowing the green apple-eyed demon to move from his spot (meanwhile, he was just uncharacteristically quietly observing while you worked on his nails—not that he'd admit it to your face or anything).

eventually after a long time, completing the progress of painting mephistopheles' green-ish teal nails and the drying process, you were finished.

after putting your supplies away, you sigh in relief as you flop backwards onto the soft mattress of your bed with your arms sprawled out—not paying attention to the magenta-haired noble in front of you—and closed your eyes.

“finally...” you murmur, making the demon glance at you with an arched eyebrow, “you were a pain in the ass to begin with but at least im finished.”

this ticked off mephistopheles quite a bit, “oi, oi, oi... i stayed completely still for you, peasant! is this how you react after pestering me to paint my nails?!”

“yeah, yeah... whatever.. you can kindly get out of my room now before any of the brothers—especially lucifer—find you, goodnight.”

“h- hey! don't just order me around like you can, human!- OI!!! don't ignore me!! AND DON'T FALL ASLEEP EITHER!!”

“zzZzzZzzzzzZzz...”

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[kevin-the-bruyne]

The 25th hour and the kindness Boston unwittingly pays forward to Sand

The 25th hour is such a neat yet complex concept. The fact that Sand's episode is called 'The Extra Hour' and that this extremely rigid, disciplined man's 25th hour is Ray is at once heartwarming and gut wrenching. I've seen multiple people discuss what the 25th hour is and most interpretations were to my surprise very positive! In fact, when I think back to my reaction to the start of the episode I thought it was delightful! What a delightfully irrational way for Sand to think of Ray's role in his life, for a delightfully irrational man who really needs a little bit of magic and fairy tale in his life. And yet by the end no matter how you slice it, the only thing about the 25th hour that stays absolute till the end is that it's not real. There's no such thing as a 25th hour. Whatever was happening between them was happening entirely within the 24 hours of their lives and neither were able admit to it. There is a separate meta to be written about how there are elements of healing in their relationship - definitely for Ray and maybe even for Sand who benefits from being near someone who prescribes to whatever the opposite of his 'The Grind and Hustle' lifestyle is. But there are two sides to every coin and the side that Sand had completely blinded himself to even thought it was all right there - long before Boston showed up - is that Ray is an addict. And the way Ray chases the pleasure impulse of Sand's company is - more than just a little mildly concerning. Both times that they engage in anything sexual is Sand giving and Ray receiving, but more importantly Ray talking Sand into it - not in any way that is even remotely close to coercive but doesn't it niggle at the back of your head a little - just how good Ray is at getting Sand to do things for him? I could let the list run from protecting him, cooking for him, driving him, putting on his helmet for him, dressing him, taking him to concerts all such wonderful beautiful, heartwarming, wounded inner child healing things and yet...there are patterns. 'Thank you for saving my life' once is beautiful, sexy, gut wrenchingly vulnerable. But twice?

The guy did have a bottle so it could have been dangerous and his target could have been Ray's head but he also could have smashed it on a table to scare him, on his back, heck he could have been going for Sand too. Doesn't Ray have a tendency to slightly embellish situations to make himself more sympathetic?

My boy Sand has literally been on the receiving end of it adjfkldshjf. Further, when Sand is aiming to bash the guy's head in turn Ray makes zero moves to stop him. Sand could get into a lot of trouble for intervening here and injuring a random customer while he's not bar security and P'Yo and her boyfriend are the only ones actually concerned about Sand here.

Ray is so turned on by his man going all psycho to protect him (understandable) that his only thought is to fuck him (also very very understandable) but he's just gotten so good at asking for it

Incredibly, incredibly good

And he knows how much Sand eats it up

He knows it turns Sand on, uses it repeatedly in the context of sex. In fact it's the only way we've watched him initiate sex this episode

And worst of all, in the times that Sand doesn't quite take the bait Ray knows how to frame it so that it somehow still becomes Sand's idea, Sand's initiative:

And this scene is so mind bogglingly sexy that I was legit SCREAMING because Ray is being SO sneaky and he's an addict and you can see it from a mile away and imagine being Sand and horny and turned on by how much people need you and then having the cutest puppy of a man constantly wagging his tail at you and needing you and being so generous about how much he appreciates you and constantly telling you how big and strong you are and how you're such a great protector like help this man he is so entirely caught in the web that Ray is spinning. I was so into it but I was also like alarm bells ringing like 'Fire! Fire! Fire!' Sand this is exactly the fire that you were once conscious of playing with but he's totally been blinded to it - how could he not be??? Ray is an addict but he's also a creature made entirely of love, what defenses can Sand possibly have against Ray's innocence and sincerity? This has already gotten so long that I need to stop here or my mind will explode but there's more to be said here about how that scene where Boston outs Ray's crush plays out and Ray's complete inability to reach out and comfort Sand. What I can end this part with is that - Sand really, really needed to hear it. Boston's whole 'Sand deserves to know' thing might have been the shittiest cover to his real motivations of just totally fucking up Ray's life but he's not wrong about this. Boston is not wrong about the farce of Sand and Ray's relationship that he so mercilessly calls out. The 25th hour isn't real and Sand knows it. The show is very heavy handed about it and it fits so goddamn well with my Sand and Mew don't exist on the same paradigm of Ray's life idea that I have been peddling since Ep2

[ghostflowerhotpotch]

Part two of this Post because I literally ramble for so long.

So, was Gwen trying to shut down Miles, or incline something is possible?

Let's dive in!

This is her looking down towards her hand Miles's, who very subtly, try to get closer. She notice what he is doing.

It's very subtle, the type of stuff you notice after you are going half-speed and compare the images side by side. I also think regardless of how quick, in movement you can capture how she appears to almost be swallowing a bitter pill.

Closing her eyes, the corners of her smile falling just slightly so, in the moment it looks almost like she is telling this to herself more than she is telling Miles.

This, is the moment when I feel is Gwen shutting Miles down.

Because no one here has actually said the words dating or relationship or similar, not in the context of them together at least. Yet they are both well aware that what Gwen meant with those words wasn't just casual trivia about the spiderverse.

And Miles takes it as a sign to pull his hand back.

Here is a part that has trip me in my multiple runs to the theatres.

She looks back at her, and smiles, heck her smile even gets bigger in this shot.

A lot of this conversation she has looked back at the horizon, with her smile showing at its brightest when is at him, and yet she tries to keep her gazes short most of time.

But not here, she stares.

And Miles sees that.

I don't know if the moment we move the camera to this angle, Gwen's moves her face away for no reason, or maybe the fact that we are seen Miles now, means he is just turning to see her now, and she shies away.

What I found interesting is how the shot doesn't show them looking at each other, or seeing them in front each other.

Angles have different meanings in cinematography, and believe it or not, despite being this crazy about frames I have no idea about these angles. Not in a true professional level.

But I can see that if we were seeing Gwen look at Miles from this angle, we would miss her expression. This also means we get to see Miles's expression sink in while she looks back to the horizon.

I wonder what Gwen felt when she saw his gaze, if she saw the way he looked at her and needed to look to the other side because her love for her shows so clearly in his expression and she knows they can't.

Remember how in the last post, I pointed out how Miles turned into a better lighter something, and it helped?

He is just doing it again.

Here is the thing, I don't think Gwen is fully convinced about this anomaly-ending-all-the-universes situation, if she truly thought Miles was dangerous as Miguel makes him seem she wouldn't be here.

She believes it because Miguel makes a strong point, because he is the one who introduced this situation properly, and because she is in an agency fully committed to Miguel's mission and this is her life now.

Yet she is still with Miles, repeating the things Miguel probably has pointed out (if not him, someone, I don't think she stumble onto this by accident.) and they kind of get outweighed by Miles here.

Here we go back to what I was talking about, they are seeing each other, but we don't get the entire picture of it, we just seem what they see, with camera making us look almost like if we are looking over the shoulder of the character.

I think this is a good way to show the still present divide, we cannot see their feelings for each other fully appear on the screen, and they can't see it either. They cannot realize that the two together like this paint a picture that could only have one meaning.

But let's stop my sad attempt of purple prose, and to this.

Gwen leans into Miles, is her doing this.

So, if we establish that Gwen still smiles after hearing his refusal to buy into that mentality, to look at him and just stare as he lovingly glances at her, and she is the one to lean into him; I still think she is trying to turn him down?

Because...she didn't say anything else.

The situation is this, this entire exchange has been showing moments of Gwen slightly pulling back, from the different moments at the clockwork where she walks away from him, to her going to fast for him at times, for her saying to Miles and herself it is probably not meant to be.

Yet she never tries to go far enough he cannot follow, or she cannot get back to him. She still leans into him, smiles; the last time they saw each other she reminded him that she was older than him, for 15 months, but still counted for her.

(Yes, I think it carries meaning that she herself reassures is not that big of a gap, but this is not the post to dive about that.)

So what is it now that she still cannot find a way to say clearly, no?

She doesn't want to, it's really that.

She knows she shouldn't be here, she shouldn't be talking about this, and she shouldn't be in this position, but she is, and she doesn't want to go away.

I think she still shuts him down because the last thing she said about the subject (or well, while hinting at the subject,) was she thinking it wasn't going to work.

Before, she told him that it was great talking to him, and confirmed it so again. She told him things were different with him, even if she wasn't sure how to put it.

And yet at the chance she has to say "yeah, maybe there is a first time," she stays quiet. But leans on him.

For me, this is her indicating that she is just letting the moment sink in, to have the closest she has to a proper date with him. If circumstances were different, this is the moment when while looking at each other, they should had kissed.

But they still turned their heads away, not taking that step.

This is where people may feel Gwen is giving mixed signals (and I will probably go for the kneecaps of someone trying to imply that,) but I think the fact that Gwen doesn't mentioned something between them again is that she is letting those words be the last ones about her opinion on the subject. And the fact that she isn't saying anything else is that her mind hasn't changed in that regard. Yet.

And we finish this sequence with one of my favourite frames of the movie, which says a lot in a movie full of frames that feel like works of art.

I like to point out how earlier we see them being still a bit far from each other, but the last shot on this environment is them rectifying that.

How this is a show where not by coincidence, makes it looks almost like they are the only people in the world, on a shot only people like them can see, and yet it happened because this was Miles favorite spot, and Gwen decided to sling in a way Miles has never attempted before.

Making this a sight, only possible by them being together.

[suusoh]

I can only imagine Johan having the worst post nut clarity of his life

I feel like his post nut clarity would be handled better with darling. He'd rationalize it to be a bit more understandable as he knows he's attracted to you, and the situation presented itself as a means of connection and intimacy. He can actually enjoy it.

His thought process would justify sex as it being solely for your pleasure, which would transform into "our" pleasure (yours and his), which would indirectly mean his pleasure as well

(it's funny how it almost sounds.... altruistic LMAO, the way he doesn't put his pleasure first, because he truly firmly believes that he himself does NOT feel or find pleasure in such an activity or pleasure in genral.)

BUUUUUT if his post nut clarity was caused by himself it would be exponentially worse, as there's no one else to blame but him and his own lack of self control. It's because sexual activity by itself is such a huge contrast to the image he identified himself with during his time in monster, and even more so after monster because pleasuring himself is something that he views is the farthest thing of who he is. Anyways that being said, him touching himself is just like... another blow to his already fragile sense of self 😭 like at that point he doesn't know who he is anymore.

which is why I actually loooove to headcanon that even if johan experiences sexual attraction for the first time, he wouldn't even touch himself still. HECK let's go the long mile and say he can't even release if he touches himself, which would only make his frustration increase tenfold because he'd rather solve problems on his own than ask anyone else for help.

He could only ever release by you and only you, not even he could get himself off (he tried), which would make things infinitely worse because his problem is now YOUR problem too. And I just love making him the worst <3 Even yummier in a yandere context.

[eisenartworks]

On Genos asking Saitama if he got stronger...

Initially, I was a bit confused on why Genos is asking Saitama this again. It's already been addressed in the previous arc, and you'd think it's all well and done, but ONE makes a point on bringing it up again, and that Saitama's answer is different.

But that's because he's referring to two different things!

To recap:

A lot of people assume Saitama is talking about his core...

But that I wholeheartedly disagree. Genos asked on whether or not he got stronger. Saitama answered he has. Except Saitama wasn't talking about in terms of power, he's talking about in terms of spirit.

And Genos has! There's a distinct difference between sacrificing your life to taking any chance to blow yourself up just because you're passively suicidal. The story doesn't spell it out for us, but for all of Genos's great penchant to somehow survive despite barely cutting it, he doesn't exactly value his own life and happiness. This is the first time he's been put into a corner with little chance of escaping and deliberately chose not to blow himself up, because he started to not only to value the lives of his comrades, but his own too. And Saitama acknowledges that it's a good thing! That he's not wrong or immoral to feel that way! Because Saitama knows what it's like to be suicidal. Choosing to live another day is a brave feat of strength indeed.

If you're gonna argue Saitama is just being dumb and Genos was being dumb because he was misinterpreting things again because what Saitama actually meant his core got stronger - here's the thing: Saitama has never cared about power. It's always been about character with him.

The only time he'd care about someone's power level is when it's getting absurdly destructive that it may destroy his or other people's property (Psykorochi, Tatsumaki) or when it's obvious it's about to kill or has killed people (Boros's CSRC, Cosmic Garou). He didn't care that Mumen Rider is weaker than DSK, but he cared about his strength of character to protect people against all odds didn't he?

Even then, how the heck would Saitama even judge if Genos's core actually did get stronger? He doesn't have any basis for it. He hasn't seen the enemies Genos fought. He hasn't seen what the core could do. Hell, he hasn't even seen Genos since he has a broken up body during hotpot night to even know what his feats are. All he knew is that Genos is now limbless and that he lost. But that he had enough strength in spirit to hold on and protect Tatsumaki without fully giving into despair that he'd blow he and Tatsumaki up all thanks to King telling him what happened.

This... was a TERRIBLE answer.

So why was it so ass? Because this time, Genos is clearly asking not if he got stronger in spirit but stronger in terms of power.

Saitama is the last person you should be asking these things, since you might as well ask someone who is lightyears away from earth that you changed the engine in your car so now it could go greater distance and last longer on the road, he'd say "sweet!" but he won't ever be able to tell the difference even if you pop your car hood open nor show the number miles you traveled. To him it's all the same: he's too far away to make an accurate judgement.

Heartbreaking thing is, there's a fairly good reason why it's to important to Genos to be acknowledged he'd grown stronger in power and why he pursues power to begin with: it's not just vengeance nor justice for everything he lost, it's also to make sure he never experiences those loss again. Nor for anyone to experience the same things he did. Saitama's casual "dismissal" just affirms Genos's worst insecurities and fear - that he's still the same weak and helpless 15 year old that couldn't save his town nor protect his family, but survived anyway. Genos has achieved the height of power he previously thought impossible, but heartbreakingly he's so in his head he can't or doesn't even acknowledge it. For all he knows, he still doesn't have the power to not just beat enemies, but to protect people.

They really need to have a proper discussion, but ONE is never one for simple and straightforward journeys.

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Stampede Wolfwood got Metaphorically Isekai'd (No This is Not a Shitpost)

Oh my god if this winds up being part of my legacy I'll probably cry.

So. Everyone who's watched the new show knows that Wolfwood is introduced by getting hit by Meryl's van in the middle of the desert where he is literally the only thing to get hit for miles around. What an entrance. Welcome to the team buddy.

[ID: A screenshot from Trigun Stampede Episode 4. At an above view, the van has spun, unfortunately sending the trailer back part crashing directly into Wolfwood. He is starfished face-first into it, rather comically. End ID.]

It's funny as heck, but, since I am deranged, I'm gonna try and convince you that this is not only an isekai joke, but that the basic premise of an isekai actually applies fairly well to Stampede Wolfwood in the first season... but then a lot of the standard tropes are made into notable and tragic subversions. Also please note I have never actually watched an isekai anime so maybe take all this with a grain of salt. Or several. (Also isekai is a really broad genre. I'm talking specifically about the tropiest things to come out of it - please don't take what I'm about to discuss as representative of the entire genre!)

In the manga, and I believe in the 98 anime as well, Wolfwood is spotted by Vash while him and the insurance girls are travelling on a bus. He is out in the middle of the desert, and so thirsty and exhausted he's initially mistaken for dead. Vash and the girls manage to cause enough of a ruckus that he is literally saved (which echoes the influence they, but especially Vash, will have on him later on), and they all end up on the bus as him and Vash become acquainted - the start of their companionship, and the start of their journey together (being quite literally on a moving vehicle). In the 23 anime, it all seems set up to give us the same intro: there is a vehicle, Wolfwood is clearly exhausted from trekking through the desert, Meryl and Vash are there... and then, suddenly -

[ID: Two screenshots from Trigun Stampede Episode 4. In the first, Wolfwood is walking with Punisher across the sand with a bright blue sky background. He does not see the van coming into sharp focus on a direct path towards him. In the second, Meryl, in the driver's seat, looks out with a shocked expression. Roberto's hand has reached over to grab the wheel. End ID.]

Pfft. Sorry I had to rewatch this to get the screenshots and I swear it does not get any less funny. Anyways, Wolfwood gets hit instead of getting rescued, but the end result is the same - he ends up in the vehicle and his journey with them begins.

So. Why the difference?

Well, I can only really speculate, and honestly it was probably just for the humour of it, but I do have another (deranged) suggestion.

See, Wolfwood in the manga is a little different from Stampede's Wolfwood - he's a lot friendlier for one (though no less trying to scam people), and he's got a little bit more self-made purpose (protecting and providing for the orphanage), even if he still lacks true agency. Stampede Wolfwood, by contrast, is a lot more aimless. He's on constant survival mode, which makes him a lot more openly abrasive right from the get-go, more cavalier about his own life (smokes way more than in the manga, takes bullets when there's actually no reason to), and a lot less in control of his outward persona (there have been many observations I've seen on how he's not the best at holding back his emotions - imo I don't think manga Wolfwood is especially good at that either, but in Stampede, it's really obvious).

Stampede Wolfwood also plays up his "monstrousness" a lot more in front of people, which is probably the most significant difference to me. Manga Wolfwood... doesn't exactly try to hide it, but he tends to take a "well, somebody had to do what needed to get done" attitude, like a kind of tired "I know there's no going back and I know I've turned into a monster. This is all I know how to be now. Somebody has to make the hard calls." But he feels shame about it all the same - look at how he puts his sunglasses on whenever he's about to do something he finds reprehensible (well, except the Ninelives fight... but no one was around to witness him there). It's made pretty explicit later that the glasses are a way for him to say "don't look at me. don't see what I've become".

Meanwhile, Stampede Wolfwood never takes the glasses off. He's much more upfront about the threat he poses - calling out Vash for not watching his back, outright saying he could've shot him - not a smart move when trying to earn someone's trust. His teasing, when he does it, isn't quite as playful, and has a bit of a bite to it. It's almost like he wants to be hated; like he's torn between justifying the necessity of his actions and convincing others that he is just as much of a monster as he feels.

I really think the key differences have a lot to do with their respective situations. Wolfwood in the manga... he got out, for a bit. He couldn't go back to the orphanage, but for at least a little bit, he wasn't under the Eye of Michael's thumb, he did get to meet people outside of missions and travel a bit, and was acting on his own intent... until he ended up pulled back into it because of Knives. Stampede Wolfwood has been under their control since he was taken from the orphanage. Everyone he loves is a hostage. He's taken on the name of his weapon and has known nothing else except this world of darkness - there's very little to imply he's travelled or spoken to anyone without it being for some mission. He's under consistent surveillance.

This "babysitting" mission, then, is something very different from his usual. It's not an assassination. Even more so, it's putting him in close contact with people who are not part of the world that he inhabits, the only one he's known since he was taken, which kickstarts significant changes in his life. You could even say he's been... transported to a different world than the one he'd lived in up to this point...

Enter Truck-kun. Or, rather, Van-kun.

Alright, so what is an isekai? Essentially, it's a wide-ranging genre where the protagonist gets transported or reincarnated to another world (usually regular world -> fantasy/sci-fi world), and typically involves an ordinary person becoming important/powerful in this new world - the genre is, a lot of the time, a mix of power fantasy and wish fulfillment.

Obviously, there is no literal transporting to another world here; it is still very much the same world (I'll bring up why this is important later.) But it's notable that Wolfwood remains very much the outlier in their group - he does not blend in, and his methods and approach are very different to that of the rest, who do not come from the same "world" as him. It's the start of a pretty drastic change in situation for him. It's why I really wish there were more episodes showing his dynamic with the group before it all went to hell - I bet he was so awkward.

The next thing I want to mention is that if you thought I was going to be arguing that there is a standard isekai parallel here... well I lied to you. A lot of the common tropes actually get subverted in kinda heartbreaking ways.

Usually the protagonist of an isekai (not always, but often) is some kind of chosen one. They are able to excel in situations that others cannot, and it's usually because they bring some kind of skill or knowledge from their old life that the people in the new world, obviously, don't. They tend to become ultra powerful, well able to take on any of their challenges in this new world, with advantages others don't have.

This doesn't sound like anything to do with Wolfwood after being hit by Meryl's van. But it sure sounds an awful lot like him after being taken by the Eye of Michael.

He is transferred from his comparatively normal life to one straight out of a sci-fi horror. He's a chosen "Child of Blessing", ranked "S+". He was able to survive grievous harm and experimentation, "excelling" where most other hapless kids did not. What did he bring with him from his old life that none of the people in his new life seem to have that allowed him to survive in the way he did? Well... he had something to protect didn't he? That's how he continues to struggle on. This is far from the sentiment shared by people like Conrad and Legato.

And so Wolfwood becomes ultra powerful - his body is fast, strong and resilient; he's efficient and good at what he's been trained to do. But this is far from anything he wanted. The power fantasy is subverted. Wolfwood is powerful enough to handle pretty much any threat that's thrown at him... but all it does is isolate and alienate him, and make him feel like a monster. Another aspect of isekai is that freedom one gets from being able to start over and become someone closer to their ideal self in a new setting - that's the wish fulfillment part. Well, Wolfwood has never been further from free, or less like the person he wishes to be. He hates everything he has become, but can't get out. Unable to change his situation, and increasingly jaded and disillusioned, Wolfwood takes on the moniker of "Punisher" and gives up on his old self. "Wolfwood" has effectively died.

Other than "transfer" isekai, there is also another kind - the "reincarnation" isekai. I'm not going to even touch bringing up the premise of reincarnation with a guy who carries around a giant cross on his back as I am far from qualified (knowing very little about Christianity at all), but I think it's worth noting that Wolfwood's arc (in all iterations) has much to do with his ever-present conflict with Vash over morality, but also just as much about his struggle to reconcile the person he was with the person he was forced to become, and if there is such a thing as forgiveness or redemption for him.

If "Wolfwood" has died before the story started, then he is "reincarnated" over the course of the story as he slowly starts to find himself again, with the kickstarting impetus being him getting hit by Meryl's van.

The changes don't start instantly. He wakes and things seem relatively normal - the plan is working, there's someone obviously suspicious of him - all stuff he's probably very used to. And then Vash goes and completely blindsides him.

[ID: A screenshot from Trigun Stampede Episode 4. A close up of Vash's face in the dim lighting, with eyes softened and a smile. End ID.]

"I can see it in his eyes."

Okay, so we all kinda giggle a little bit here because who the hell says that to some sketchy guy wearing dark sunglasses in a dark cave-like area when you've only just met, but I really want to stress that this is probably the first truly positive interaction Wolfwood has had in years... and I think Vash is well aware of that.

Wolfwood starts the transition from darkness to light... quite literally.

Almost all of Wolfwood's defining scenes are in the darkness of night, in contrast to the brightly lit desert in the day - think of when he moves away from the fire to speak to Zazie at the end of his intro episode, and assassinates the EoM traitor at the beginning of episode 6. In episode 5, we also get this:

[ID: Two screenshots from Trigun Stampede Episode 5. In the first, Rollo has Vash pinned to a metal wall by his neck. The sun can be seen between the two of them. In the second, Rollo lies dead on the ground. It is now night, and Vash stands over him, head low. Wolfwood stands a distance away. End ID.]

As Vash tries to speak to Rollo, to talk him down, the sun, though setting, is bright and illuminates both their faces. This all comes crashing down, literally, as Wolfwood takes the shot. Rollo falls, the sun stops shining on him, and by the time they all reach his body, night has fallen and the world is in darkness. The light goes out for Rollo... and in Wolfwood's eyes, for him too. He shot out of mercy, after all. He's living a nightmare he sees no escape from nor feels deserving of escaping from - worse, he feels as though he's a part of that darker setting, dragging it into their journey along with him.

However, we've established the lens of the "reincarnation" isekai for the purposes of this analysis, and along with that usually comes a way to compensate or reconcile for missed opportunities or mistakes made in the past by becoming something closer to one's own original ideal - sometimes this can even be a literal starting over, by being reborn into one's own younger self. And that's the importance of what Vash says to Wolfwood in episode 4 - he sees the potential in Wolfwood; the old self he thought had "died" a long time ago. Vash knows he's not the person he's been made to become and encourages him - not to do as Vash does, but to do as Wolfwood actually wants to do but thought for the longest time as hopeless. After all, what is a blank ticket if not a second chance or a new lease on life?

On the sand steamer in episode 6, the scene starts off in daylight once again, but after Wolfwood realizes the new assailant is Livio and we see their backstory, the snap back to the present scene is at night, and the scene darkens as the situation becomes more dire... and as Wolfwood comes to the conclusion that he will have to kill his brother.

But as Zazie's bug, or "eye", gets shot by Vash deflecting what would have been a fatal blow to Livio... suddenly, Wolfwood is free to act without the EoM's ever present surveillance. This is a serious step to severing the binds to that old life, and, as Wolfwood ultimately does not want any harm to come to Livio, he finds another way. And the sky starts to lighten again.

[ID: A screenshot from Trigun Stampede Episode 7. A close up of Livio's face with a distant, pensive expression. A wisp of smoke trails underneath as the pinkish hue of the sunrise is seen in the background. End ID.]

Of course, while this does succeed in waking him, it doesn't actually save him. But it is enough that Wolfwood decides to try letting a little bit of hope back in - to acclimate, even if just a little, to Vash's ideals, or his "world". Wolfwood's wish, to protect the orphanage, is (temporarily) fulfilled - in broad daylight, and without the death he'd been so accustomed to in his old "world". While he outwardly denies it, angrily telling Vash that he is no longer "Wolfwood" and instead merely "the Punisher", that "I'm not like you", the episode's title card, which appears directly after this exchange, does not agree.

[ID: A screenshot from Trigun Stampede Episode 7. A black background with white text; the title card for the episode that reads "#07 Wolfwood". End ID.]

He's more himself than he's been in a long time.

In that sense, going back to my insane original premise, we can say that he was isekai'd once by transfer, turning him into someone else... then isekai'd again by reincarnation after he thought his old self dead, helping him to start on the path to finding that younger self and that hope he thought he'd lost. It's a double subversion, in a way, as the first is far from wish fulfillment, and the latter is actually a restoration - a realization that as he slowly starts to transition to the light, he actually never left this world at all when he was changed against his will. He's not a monster of the dark. He still has a place in this lighter world.

Heartwarming, in a way, but also kind of heartbreaking, as if he hasn't truly left this world then there are still consequences.

Wolfwood, after this, still has to complete his contract. He didn't actually get out.

And Vash, for all that he appears to be someone "not like" Wolfwood, is actually far more similar than he'd initially suspected - Vash, too, came from darkness. The Big Fall happened at night. And even as Wolfwood's world grows lighter, Vash's grows ever darker as what he has tried to stave off bleeds into the light, culminating in the events of July, which take place entirely at night, and are truly Vash's darkest hours. Rather than Vash being some naïve creature of a lighter world that Wolfwood cannot reach, he is instead another person from darkness who is struggling for the light all his own.

Because of course, there is no "lighter world" or "darker world". No true "travel" between the two. Just one world that is both at once. And what one finds in it is dependent on what one chooses to read into their circumstances. A kinder, brighter world isn't something they can simply get isekai'd to. It's something these characters have to struggle to make a reality - it's what Vash does, it's what Meryl takes a stand for, it's what Wolfwood, deep down, wants to believe is possible. Hope is something you build yourself, etc.

Anyways, I can't believe I just wrote all that. I think I'm losing my mind. If you came out of this going, "Story, what the hell are you talking about?" then... well. Me too. Thanks for reading anyways!

[autiezo]

I think my brain sometimes hates me like how Jean hates Harry (Disco Elysium)

Somewhat justified, wanting me to do better, living in the past, not really accepting that I have changed and can change.

I used to hate, hate, hate Jean. Saw him as a personification of my own self-hatred. Hell, I literally solve the whole murder and discover a new species, and it still wasn't good enough.

I got a new job as a teacher, I work so hard to make sure I'm teaching well and that the kids are safe, happy, and learning stuff. Not good enough. I'm still shit.

Nothing was good enough.

But then I realised: Jean's just a sad guy. He's not some demon.

So now I'm neutral on Jean. And maybe I don't have to let the bully in my head win. Maybe I'm just a person who's growing, learning, and deserving of second chances.

I think I liked Kim so much because he appreciates me for doing my best. Heck, Kim appreciates me for doing the bare minimum. Some days, the bare minimum is all I can do at the moment. Sometimes, I end up seeing my best efforts as 'the bare minimum', even if I did actually go the extra mile, even if others see that I worked hard those times. Kim still encourages me and stands by me, even when i told him to fuck off earlier, or when I puked at the corpse two times already.

But Kim doesn't know the shit I did. Jean does. Fuck.

I don't want to go back to work at the shit factory. I'm scared.

Yet, I must move on and endure.

[luke-o-lophus]

In The Light

Nathan Bateman x Female Reader

Summary: Nathan takes you camping to the highest mountain in his estate. He may have more plans than he's letting on.

A/N: 18+, fully consensual smut, bit of powerplay, Nathan has control issues, brief reference to scars and wounds that are canon. Written on the spur of the moment on my phone so typoes. Thanks to @my-secret-shame for thinking it's an idea worth a story

"Holy fuck", you whistled, taking in the sight before you. When Nathan had suggested trekking up the hill to camp, you'd expected...a camp. It did pique your interest that you weren't carrying tents, and he'd insisted it's not necessary to pack much. Now it made sense. At the top of the mountain right behind his research facility, the man had built himself a cabin worthy of magazine covers.

"How did you...", you start, eyes sparkling in awe. "There's not even a path..."

"Life finds a way", he says shrugging off his daypack and padding over to a fully stocked wine cabinet. "Fancy a glass?"

You blink owlishly as Nathan pours a couple drinks without waiting for your response. You were still sweaty from the long hike up. Heck, you'd had to climb up rock faces at a couple spots. Within six hours you'd gone from lush rolling meadows to grey rocks and thin flaky snow. Your feet bring you to the French windows overlooking the valleys, his estate lands as far as your eyes could fathom. It's a beautiful sight, the empty rolling hills, and the knowledge there's not a single other human for all the miles around.

"I come here to take a break from everyone", He hands you a glass, tilting his own in a salute. You scoff before you can stop yourself. His brows pinch in a faint frown and his chin tilts down. His wide brown eyes peer over the gold rimmed glasses, daring you to explain yourself. "You talk as if you're not a recluse already", you mutter, setting the glass down after a small sip. Usually he'd challenge a comment like that, or outright start a debate, but today his lips curl up into a smirk.

"I lied", he shrugs, a far too recognisable spark of mischief in his eyes. Before you can open your mouth to respond, he closes the few inches separating you. When you're back knocks against the thick glass of the floor to ceiling windows, he's grinning like a cat that got the cream. "You wanna know why I really come here?" he eggs you on. Something tells you it's a trap, another of his games you really shouldn't play into, but you're oh so curious. When he presses the rim of his glass to your chilled lips, coaxing them open and slowly pouring some in, you slowly nod.

"I come here", he starts, drawing away the empty glass and setting it aside. "To remind myself" His warm fingers trace your cold rosy cheeks, pausing and taking in the slight tremor in your form. "...To remind myself what's mine"

Your brows shoot up, ready to call him a cocky bastard. But words die on your tongue as a large palm settles at the back of your neck and swiftly turns you around so your face is pressed against the glass. The glass is surprisingly not cold, but there's a thousand feet drop before you. Nathan's hand slowly strokes down your back, as if petting a pouting toddler. "Relax, it's strong enough for an elephant", he says in a voice that doesn't seem eager to reassure you.

"What the fuck, Nathan", you hiss. "Let me go"

"I could", he starts, gathering your hair and sweeping it across one of your shoulders. You feel the soft brush of his beard on the sliver of skin on the other shoulder. "Or I could tell you why you're here"

You sputter in indignation at the comment. "A certain someone told me we're going camping", you huff, pressing your hips back into his. Two can play this game.

"And you believed them. Seems like my algorithm did a better job at choosing you than I'd expected", his voice is practically dripping with mirth.

"Your genius creation didn't work as you'd expected. Who would've thought", you mutter dryly.

That makes him pause. His fingers loosen around your neck, and he even takes a step back. The warmth of his broad form hovers inches away and it feels like a loss in more ways than one. Did you cross a line? Fuck, yes, you did.

"Nathan...I...", you whisper carefully. "I didn't mean to..." His hands leave you completely now, and you swiftly turn to face him. With his lips pursed he shrugs,"I brought that upon myself" He doesn't resist when you grab a hold of his hands, press a chaste kiss to his chest where you know the scars are.

"You did", you agree. "But that wasn't cool...am sorry" He regards you carefully for a few moments before he shakes his head with an amused chuckle. "You're too empathetic for your own good", he points out. "Or you wouldn't be stuck with me"

"How do you know you're not stuck with me?", your eyes dance playfully, grateful for the dissipating tension.

"Because, baby, when I'm up here.... whatever the light touches and my eyes can see, it's mine"

It sounds conceited, superfluous. If this was anyone but Nathan Bateman, you'd shrug it off as pretentious. But this man is honest, raw. As infuriating as it is to hear, it's the truth.

"I wanted to show you the sunset from here", he continues, stepping closer. His hands slide under your shirt to grip your sides, chest pressed against yours. "And I wanted to see how you look in the falling light", he completes.

Everywhere the light touches....

Your eyes are wide in a mix of awe and disbelief when he presses his lips to yours. From that it's a few moments to you moaning deeply into his mouth, tongue rolling over his as you both struggled to get the upper hand.

Your cheek bumps against the glass again, and his hands are almost rough as they pull down your trekking pants. He's grinding into your ass, hot and hard, hands grabbing your breasts in pure hunger. "Fuck me", you demand, rolling your hips into his. "You don't give orders", his snap comes out almost as a purr. If the harsh pinches on your nipples were meant to be a rebuke they didn't achieve the intended outcome.

"I decide what happens here", he whispers into your ear, rewarding your grunt of frustration with another strong squeeze of your breasts.

"M-make me yours?" your voice falters, and you swear you feel his hips stutter.

"Say that again", his voice is breathless.

"Make me yours Nathan, show me who I belong to", you moan, groaning as that earns you a sharp nip on your bare neck.

"Don't bother keeping quiet, angel", his warning sounds more of a gloat. And that's all the warning you get before he quickly parts your thighs and impales himself in one bold stroke.

The sounds you make are filthy, needy moans and pathetic begs of going harder, faster. His hips are fucking into you at a punishing pace, and your trek-tired body would've given out had he not held you up by your chest. He chases his orgasm with all the focus of the genius he is, but damn is he good at what he does. Your lips leave a small line of drool on the glass as your mouth parts in a silent cry, pleasure overwhelming every sense. When he finally cums in you, you're shaking at the ebb of your orgasm, knees weak and mind in a daze.

You wake up to soft sheets and a warm figure pressed to your front. Morning light poured into the room and the man curled up with his back to your chest was still sound asleep. You began to push yourself up to wash, but dropped back to the bed with a wince.

Nathan was up in a jiffy, eyes almost wild as he looked for potential dangers. His face softens into a chuckle when he sees it's just you, curled up in a way that explains exactly why you'd winced. "Too much?", his voice is teasing. "Did you forget I'm not an Android?" you huff, watching as his figure steps off the bed and disappears into the washroom. "You asked for it. Quite literally", he comes back with a wet cloth, coaxing you to lay back and placing the warm fabric on your swollen folds.

"Well now I can't trek down", you're actually worried now. The climb up had not been a breeze and the idea of going down in this condition was frankly terrifying.

"We're not trekking down. Arthur's getting the helicopter here in two hours. Told him we have a medical situation."

"Very believable, Nathan", you grumble burrowing your head in his chest. "A medical situation that can wait hours"

"It's a shit ruse", he agrees. "And that's how he'll know you're mine."

[mrspark7777777]

when people say things like they find moments where added up it leads them to believe Jikook are not in a romantic relationship I wonder what they mean. So I’m talking actions and whereabouts etc. because to me, they are closeted and busy men but they have always been consistent in their behaviour to each other, even last year despite the longing, am I missing something?

Nah anon. People are just morons

1) Trashkookers:

Their bias is V and so if they're gonna ship anyone in BTS it has to be V. Must be V. No matter what. But nooooo they won't ship him with someone like Jhope where they don't have to make anything up or Jin where they actually do some pretty sus things where edited end up giving us some awesome Taejin sexual tension videos 🤭🤭😂 V does the exact kind of fanservice with everyone which is why what Tkk do can never be special, but with Jin he kinda goes the extra mile and I for one love to see it 😂 It totally makes sense to me why Taejin was the first ship in BTS way back when. So yeah, these idiots could ship Vhope or Taejin and never be frustrated by their ship. But nope. Its gotta be with the youngest because he's hot and popular and looks like a badboy thus fulfilling their fantasies or whatever. Idek man. It dont gotta be JK people. It really doesn't. As long as Jimin exists this dude is always going to frustrate you and thems the truth!

2) Antis

Antis have categories. JJKs, PJMs, Homophobes and Anti shippers.

JJKs hate Jimin because PJMs hate on JK. But PJMs only hate on JK because his rlship with Jimin brings him hate from the vermin. Who hate Jimin because JK doesn't do to V the things he does to/with Jimin.

Damn, that's a mindfuck.

Homophobes, well. These include JJKs, PJMs and anyone in the fandom who believes all members are straight. We've seen extremely homophobic stuff get tweeted especially by KJJKs. They are hella nasty. (For the most part thou, majority of PJMs know their fave is not straight)

As for the Anti shippers, they are not homophobic, but don't believe any members are dating each other. Heck, they too ship members but not seriously, just for fun. They think other shippers take it too far because skinship is normal in SK and so what Jikook do is normal skinship. (Even though we've seen Koreans react to Jikook and say they would never do that with their own friends but I digress)

Idk why its so hard to think the biggest boy band in the world could have some gay members, but okay.

So no anon, you aint missing anything. Other people are 🤷🏽‍♀️

[leorawright]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN HEHEHEHE

Imagine Genji, Lucio, and Baptiste with an s/o who’s really sweet and goofy, but go feral on the battlefield and leave miles of corpses in their wake

Tbh I love the troupe of “tiny character, giant weapon” so maybe a lil of that too, if ya don’t mind.

Thank you and have a wonderful day/night!

Heck yeah!

Overwatch with s/o who goes feral on the battlefield

Genji

He was certainly shocked

He was so used to you being super sweet and always being super kind

But now he doesn't know what to think

Sure he's glad you can fight and take care of yourself but still wow he didn't know you could fight that well

Lucio

He's speechless for a second

Then he comes up behind you like "YEAH THATS MY S/O YOU BETTER WATCH OUT"

He's Lucio he's never not proud of you mkay?

But still it doesn't really change his perception on you besides adding the fact that you fight good

Baptiste

He's honestly really glad you can fight well

He much prefers people who can fight for themselves

It's still a quick 180° change that he's confused for a second

But he now jokingly calls you "little killer" (even if you're taller than him)

[rubylarkspur22]

Random Plot Idea (💕)

So! Ship Swap! Guess what plot bunny wriggled its way into my brain.

I got an idea for the Kamado family.

Here's my notes that led to this:

Tanjirou and Nezuko were kidnapped, then separated by Nezuko being bought into the Entertainment District. Neither of them have any memory of each other, or their lives prior to the separation, due to the trauma they both experienced and dealt with in their own ways.

Tanjurou is alive, having been away from the house when Muzan attacked. Because I think it'd be super sucky if Tanjirou and Nezuko reunite and go home... only to find out the rest of their entire family is dead. So Tanjurou lives, but is also grieving his 4 kids who got slaughtered, unsure if the eldest two are even alive after a decade of absolutely nothing to indicate that.

Muzan has sentient waypoints across Japan, probably keeping especially close tabs on Mount Kumotori, and he also has really bad Yoriichi PTSD. And Tanjurou is even more similar to Yoriichi than Tanjirou is, having the Transparent World and Selfless State on top of Sun Breathing mastery and the appearance.

So! What happens when you combine the man who's basically Yoriichi 2.0 with a nerfing, and the man who lives in eternal fear of Yoriichi 1.0 and attacks the Sun Breathing family, and later finds out he missed one(I mean, he technically missed 3, but he doesn't know about the other 2. Yet...)?

Bad things. Namely, Muzan sends someone to finish the job(because there's no way he's knowingly walking into that a**-beating after last time he faced a Sun Breather). And Tanjurou may be a boss, but he's also not armed with the sword that can kill demons. So, a Demon Slayer steps in, it's probably Giyuu wondering why the hell he got called back here. They comment on the sudden increase in demon attacks on Mount Kumotori, and suggest Tanjurou vacate the premises and go to a more secure location until they can find out WTF is going on.

Naturally, seeing as someone's clearly targeting the man and)or his home, they send Tanjurou to one of the two most secure locations in the Corps; the Ubuyashiki Mansion. Kagaya may not be the leader here, but that just means he's a man of chaos who can see the chaos he causes. So he mentions to Amane that the guy the Kakushi brought in(and Giyuu mentioned) looks freakishly like the Kochou Sisters' tsuguko. And then suggests they send their new guest to the Butterfly Mansion to double check for injuries.

Tanjurou gets there, and damn near has a heart attack at who he meets.

Their family's hair and eye colour aren't common. He can recognize who it is a mile away. It is his boy, his eldest son, still very much with a pulse and now carting around a sword.

And this is after Mount Natagumo, because I said so, so not long after, Papa Kamado sees his eldest daughter as well. And has a heart attack upon hearing she stabbed herself in the leg to get rid of demon spider venom. Someone please get the poor man some blood pressure meds.

Of course, it's been a decade since he's seen them, so he's a little unsure of how to handle this. Especially since he has no clue how they got here. Both of them seemed fine, and Kanao was there and showed no signs of distress. So what the heck? And neither of the kids are approaching him either, though Nezuko occasionally accompanies Kanao when the older girl comes to talk.

Eventually, he learns what little the Flower, Insect, and Sound Hashira can offer for info. And suddenly things make a lot more sense, even with only a little context.

Thoughts?

[ghostflowerhotpotch]

"A token to remember you by"

I know this topic has been talked a lot, and I sadly don't think I can make a proper analysis because there isn't much to say.

But I'm one sappy bastard and this blogs primarily focus was always to me to gush at stuff.

You know? When I saw the movie for the first time, I thought she really came to talk to her dad, and then chicken out at the last second.

Don't ask me what the heck was going with my eyes that day because it literally show straight up. Specially since is establish from the first movie that this picture is important to her.

You know I think is a testament of something that when Miles is talking about how every time he feels alone, he remembers the friends who get him.

And Gwen is doing the exact same thing.

This sentiment translates into the next movie, with Gwen remembering Miles constantly, and deciding to turn the picture into a polaroid.

I really found this interesting because nowadays people rarely have physical pictures (My mom had tons of photo albums back home, so the importance of keeping a token of a moment has always been present in my mind.) I have no idea how easy would be to turn a digital picture into a polaroid, but the fact that she put that effort when nowadays is doing it says a lot to me.

But even that pales in comparison to the moment I am actually talking about.

I think everyone has been asked at least once, "If your house was burning and you only have time to save one thing, what would you save?"

I always had a bit of a hard time answering that question myself; what has more meaning to me? What is the thing I knew if I lost tomorrow, I would regret not keeping it with me?

For Gwen, is obviously this picture, and I think once you reflect about the context of the situation, this just becomes more obvious.

Let's remember in what kind of situation she is, or at least the one she thinks she is trapped in right now.

At this point? She is homeless, OFFICIALLY homeless. To be fair I think she already was the moment her dad pointed a gun at her and needed to run, but even then I hesitated to call it that since she probably had a room or something at the Spider Society.

But at this moment? She has nothing; she doesn't have any friends (She has never referred to her band as such, even if I honestly think they would had been there for her if given the chance,) nowhere to go, and is stuck in a dimension where she has been accused of murder.

She doesn't have a way to travel to another dimensions (as far as she is aware,) meaning she cannot contact Hobie or Pav, or go out looking for Miles.

And what she does in this situation?

Get Miles' picture, and that's it, that's literally the only thing she went to get.

I wouldn't discard that she would get more of her stuff once the apartment was alone, to be honest it would probably make more sense to get some civilian clothes at least so she could have a change with her. Going into the apartment when she knew it was alone, so she wouldn't had a chance to get arrested would be more logical.

But none of this is about logic.

In a moment of desperation, all she cares about is getting that picture back, she is risking so much by doing this but none of that logical danger matters to her as much as it is having that back.

Because at her lowest moment, she looks for Miles for comfort, even if it would probably hurt like hell look at his face knowing what happened the last time they saw each other; she clings to that picture and the memory of him as the only comfort she has left.

Not her father, not Peter, him.

That last line was a good way to end, but while rewatching this scene, I realize that at any moment, we see Gwen putting the picture away, meaning she may be carrying it with her when she goes to other dimensions.

I wonder if Miles would have the chance to see it, and know, how much he matters to Gwen by how much that picture means to her.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Is it possible for you to do Kai and Dabi thoughts on a reader that is so heavily stereotypically French that it is scary? Like you can sense they are French from a mile away 😭😰😧😧😰😰

People usually single me out for it an I just- ack 😡

I'm sorry if I got your ask wrong honey because I really didn't understand so much of it, pls let me know if I messed it up.

Sorry to break it to ya but this ass will pretty much tease the heck out of you.

You know that recent meme of the woman speaking croissant and there is someone there saying ti again in a total mocking accent? Yeah... you got it. That's him.

Sometimes might even ask out of his bratjness if you até any snails before he kisses you.

Again. He is an ass.

But only he could do that.

Because if he ever catches someone making fun of your accent, appearance or wtv the fuck is stereotype he is gonna burn/kill/ beat the person up.

Seriously, he almost incinerated Twice and Spinner for mimicking a French accent to greet you after a mission.

Touya might tease you a lot but in the end he is a suckered for French type of movies so he takes pride on you.

And no. He doesn't like the romance ones. Just to clarify he still watches it though

Not lying, his attraction for you came from these.

He doesn't know but something about your character is just... elegant to him.

He doesn't ever speaks about that though. He only let slip once or twice but is definitely not evident.

Ever the tsundere like type that I write

Even though he doesn't tease you like Dabi does, he does the same thing when it comes to people putting french stereotypes in your way.

A new subordinates did the heavy mistake of doing that stupid croissant thing when you guys arrived from a date once and Chrono had to clean the walls and the floor due to the blood.

Chrono being the Cinderella of the hassaikai once again

Anyway

Kai takes your pride very seriously and he knows how some people of Japan are a bit of... xenophobic. Heck, there are problem with people who have no quirks what else can you let him expect?

So yeah, even much of a dirty glance or snicker throw your way is enough for this dude to takes his gloves off to put the germs at bay.

Kinda aggressive much but hey we love him