#sideglance

[threegoldfish]

I know you guys are extremely exclusive (not counting other dimensions) but if you wanted to, you could fully advertise Jake as a dom for hire, and be successful at it lol

Things for my muses || always accepting

Jake chuckles at that; He lifts a gloved hand to his flat cap, tipping the rim, accompanied by a subtle bow before he stands back straight and takes a lazy drag of his cigar.

Oh, he knows he would be an awesome dom for hire - able to bring in a pretty penny or two if he were to take money for it, definitely.

---Not that they are in need of any money - he's got enough of that to support all three of them for the rest of their life, really - but it's fun to think about.

...Sliding into the body with ease, Marc steals a drag of that cigar - takes one himself now, deep and self-indulgent, before exhaling the plume of smoke into the cool night.

He does that from time to time, when Steven's asleep and his secret addiction begins to nag at his insides. Lucky him, Jake's supportive - and allows him to be a bad boy every once in a while.

"...Yeah, I agree. He'd be a killer dom for hire, for sure. ---Uh, not literally, most of the time." Clearing his throat, Marc shrugs, nonchalant. "Anyways - yeah, he'd be good at it."

No doubt.

"However, as you said so yourself, bud - we're quite exclusive. Gonna keep all that amazing talent for ourselves."

He smirks, then hands the body back over.

"...A menos que se discuta lo contrario."

A wink, with Jake now taking another drag of his guilty pleasure.

[fakeassfriends]

if i ever learn how to properly use literatures on toyhouse i think that would be bad

[insinirate]

would love to be a fly on the wall next time they’re all hanging out after the nudity incident and someone inevitably brings up the vash tat

vash desperately praying that nobody brings it up and immediately the first thing hes hit with is 'so about that tat.....did you put your brother up to it like was it a dare or a bet' and way too fast hes like HE DID IT BY HIMSELF

[phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing]

@greenbloodedskink YOU DONT GET TO HIDE THAT ONE IN THE TAGS

Has this been done before

[a-little-monotonous]

...oh i was wondering how on earth they were gonna fit all of part II in just seven episodes and the answer is. They Aren't

[jackerwocky]

i don't know how to express how much white queer spaces feel so hostile to me

[micamone]

whats up with that bit towards the end of "say you, say me" suddenly being a whole different song before it remembers what it was doing originally

[crystal-grotto]

//I indulged the Avatar side of my brain yesterday

//this little dude doesnt have a name yet but its most likely going to be some fiddling of the word 'Bead'; there's a story behind that too

[disordercinema]

Cortesia da @fire-lord-katara no server

Rara versão "não sei se comento" do Salem

meu deus dá p usar como reação... ele deveria ser ator

e também,

🔥 os irmãos sideglance 🔥

[vibratingskull]

Hi! Can I make a request of Thrawn xF!reader with some angst.

They are chiss abroad the chimaera and she feels insecure that Thrawn would rather a chiss partner over her.

reader is very emotional either she she just found out she is pregnant or she has recently given birth.

She tries to avoid showing this to Thrawn but he figures it out.

What's nice when you are in a couple with Thrawn and feeling down is that Thrawn will do everything in his power to lift you up and soothe you 😩😩😩😩 And that's the best truly...

Thrawn x F!reader

Tags: Chiss being haughty, early pregnancy, morning sickness, Thrawn being supportive and loving

You look over your shoulder and feel your heart constrict painfully. 

Thrawn is smiling, speaking Cheuhn with other Chiss.  

He seems so... relaxed and peaceful. In a way you rarely saw in the intimacy of your suite.  

With you, his own wife... 

You try to focus on your console but the notes of his lyrical voice reach your ears and with it his soft chuckle. His eyes gleam brighter to be around his fellows, to be home for some moments before their departure. They seem to exchange some jokes and pleasant words as they all smile tightly. They sometimes look around the bridge, clearly judging the crew with their ruby eyes. 

You do not understand Cheuhn, but it doesn’t take a genius to understand that they are criticizing your works, comparing them to their Chiss standards. Thrawn doesn’t seem to correct them.  

Is he... displeased with all of you? 

Did he only just pretend to be satisfied by his crew but secretly judge everyone, regretting his former navy of Chiss officers and warriors? 

That doesn’t sound like him, but if he is good at something it’s hiding his true thoughts and feelings. Even you have difficulties guessing his true mood some days. 

You wipe a drop of sweat off your temple as you feel nausea rising again... 

Erk. 

You had morning sickness for a month now, and get really tired of it. You swallow with difficulty, trying to chase away the sick feeling. 

The last weeks were pretty turbulent with the Grysk’s threat, you didn’t find the time nor the energy to announce your pregnancy to him... 

 You cannot help but keep giving discreet sideglances at the Chiss group.  

Thrawn is among his people.  

At peace.  

Smiling.  

Visibly satisifed. 

He even playfully pinches the cheek of the young Chiss girl. 

His eyes shine with a new light that you never saw.  

His voice is slightly higher than usual, more light and musical... 

You never saw him like that with anyone. 

Not even you... 

You thought you had access to all his visages but you realize at this instant that he took care to hide some from you. Only revealing them to his compatriots. 

Are you not... Good enough to know all of him? All of his facets? 

Do you not deserve it as his lover and wife? 

Apparently not... 

You gulp, lowering your gaze to your keyboard, the acidic waves of your stomach rising dangerously. You shake your head and type your commands on the screen. The very least you can do right now is perform the best you can at your job to not humiliate the Empire in the eyes of Thrawn’s fellows. 

The Empire... Or yourself. 

“Captain (F/n).” Thrawn calls your name. 

You sigh, gathering your strength before standing up. You approach the Chiss group that looks at you up and down like hungry predators. They are looking for any signs of weakness and flaws, watching if you will stumble and fall in any type of way.  

Anything that would prove that they are the superior species. 

You feel cold sweat rolling down your neck and your vision starts to double slightly. Thrawn turns his head to his compatriots when you reach their vicinity. 

“This is the Chimaera’s Captain, (Y/n) (F/n). A lot of my operations rest on her shoulders.” He explains. 

‘The Chimaera’s Captain’... 

Not ‘my Captain.’ 

Not ‘my wife’... 

‘The Chimaera’s Captain’ 

Plain and simple. 

No bounds, no link to him. 

Is he ashamed of you? Is that why he took care not to associate himself with you in the eyes of the Chiss? 

Did he feel like he failed by marrying you? 

Are you a stain on his Chiss pride? A course’s error in his perfect ascension? Something to be corrected in the future? 

Would he have preferred to wed a Chiss rather than a mere human? 

“Can you show the results of your task, Captain?” Thrawn asks formally, “I prophetized some interesting variables in the Grysk’s route, but I want to be certain.” 

You take your datapad to invoke your data on the screen, scrolling to search for Thrawn’s demanded result.  

“I found some... interesting...” You start before falling silent. 

You slowly blink, feeling the light getting brighter and the acidic waves rising in your esophagus. 

Without any warning, you shove your datapad in Thrawn’s hand and run to the door of the bridge. You only hear some outraged exclamations in Cheuhn as the door closes back behind you. 

You sprint and barge into the first bathroom on your way and throw yourself on your knees before the toilet bowl to vomit your tripes out. 

You gag, shaken by nausea, sweat dripping from your temples, your stomach contracting painfully. You spit and cough, at a loss for air. You pant, holding the bowl with your trembling hands. You fall on your ankles with a sigh, wiping the sweat off your forehead. 

You sniff, wiping a single tear from your cheek. You are tired and tense, you just want a nap or a full good night's sleep. 

That would be nice... 

“Are you feeling better?” Thrawn’s voice rises behind your back making you jump on the spot. 

“Maker!” You curse. 

You immediately flush to not impose such a view or odor on him. You are embarrassed enough like that. You lose your balance in the motion and as you are about to hit the floor you feel Thrawn’s powerful hands grabbing you delicately, preventing you from hurting yourself. 

“Sit, Ch’acah.” He invites softly, “Do not hurt yourself.” 

He helps you sit before wetting a handkerchief to pat your forehead, kneeling before you. 

You cannot look him in the eyes. Your head is low as he presses the wet fabric on the back of your neck to lower your body temperature. 

“What happened, Ch’acah?” He asks gently. 

You sniff, silent. 

His hand comes to hold your chin delicately to force you to look at him, his shiny red eyes investigating yours. 

You gulp. 

“Speak to me. Do not stay alone in your discomfort.” 

“Nothing. Just some nausea, it will pass.” You brush it under the rug, not ready to confront him. 

“You appeared displeased earlier. Is something bothering you?” He continues softly. 

“No.” You lie. 

His hand releases your chin to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin tenderly. 

“I know when you lie to me, Ch’acah.” He simply informs you. 

You bite your lower lips, your throat dry. 

“I... I just never realized how much you missed your people. To the point...” You cannot finish your sentence. 

“To the point?” 

“... Of regretting getting with me.” 

You fidget your fingers with apprehension. 

It was said, no backing down now... 

He blinks, questions flashing in his red eyes before disappearing, replaced by absolute determination. 

“What are you talking about, (Y/n)?” He demands. 

The tone is still soft but more pressing. 

“That you clearly feel more at ease with other Chiss. Which I understand completely!” You assure, “It’s just that... It was clear to me that you would have preferred a Chiss companion rather than a human.” 

“Rather than you?” He clarifies. 

You shrug, pursing your lips. What difference does it make in the end? 

His other hand cup your second cheek as he bores his eyes into yours, commanding your attention. 

“Where does that idea come from? Why do you think I regret marrying you?” He demands again. 

“I never saw you so... Bubbly before. You are so much more relaxed with them than with us. Or with me for that matters.” 

He considers you, an air of slight confusion dancing on his gorgeous face. 

“Cha’cah... How could I ever regret marrying you? You are the best decision of my life.” He finally says, “I never regretted saying ‘yes’ to you.” 

You raise your gaze to meet his, still unsure. 

“I was simply pleased to cross paths with a young girl I met when she was still only 12. Seeing them thrive is so rare and I was pleased to see how far she’s gone.” 

You wipe another single tear. 

“I am sorry Thrawn, I'm just...” And you explode in tears. 

You’re too tired, too tense, too hormonal, too stressed to think straight in this instant. You only wish to sleep for several hours in peace. 

“(Y/n), (Y/n), (Y/n)...” Thrawn calls in a murmur, “I would never leave you for any possible reason. You are my wife, my partner, my lover, cheo Cha’cah. Dry your tears my sweet, I am with you always.” 

“It’s stupid but when you didn’t introduce me as your wife to them I thought you had enough of me.” You sob, realizing how stupid it might sound. 

“Of course, I did not present you as my wife: You deserve to be known for your accomplishments and hard work, not for any bond you have with me. Do not define yourself by me, you earned your rank of Captain and are worthy to be known as such.” 

“I was afraid you were ashamed of me!��� You keep sobbing hard, trying to get back your breath. 

He takes you in his arms, pressing you tight against himself. 

“I am not ashamed of you. Quite the contrary, I feel proud and empowered to have you at my arm. The right to hold your hand and call you mine is the greatest privilege of my life. Please Ch’acah; never doubt it.” 

“I am so sorry!” You cry hard, squeezing him back, “Thrawn I am so sorry!” 

“Do not be. Everything is all right, I am here, with you. I am not going anywhere...” 

You bury your face in his neck, digging your nails into the pristine fabric of his white uniform, inhaling his reassuring and familiar scent. 

“I am so sorry...” You repeat like a litany. 

He cradles you gently, caressing your hair and back with his large comforting hands. 

“I love you Ch’acah. Do not doubt my words, my heart only beats for you.” 

You nod against his neck, slowly calming down. 

He parts from you but holds your cheek again with his warm soft palm. 

“Are you feeling better?” He inquires with a whisper. 

You nod again, sniffing away the last remnant of your tears. 

“Do... Do you mind reintroducing me as both your Captain and wife?” You ask, still a bit on edge. 

It may be childish of you, but you want them to know that you are married together. 

Despite what he said, being married to him is part of your pride. 

“Of course I can, if you truly want it Cha’cah. We can meet them again later, I will be delighted to announce them our union.” He presses his forehead against yours, looking straight into your soul. “Do you feel better?” 

You nod, wiping your lips with the back of your hand. You need to brush your teeth. 

“Maybe take one hour of rest in our suite.” He gently proposes. 

“No.” You shake your head assured, “I am the Chimaera’s Captain, I cannot disappear for so long. I do not want to be treated differently than all my colleagues because I married you.” 

“And it is honorable of you. If you feel better come back on the bridge swiftly but do not hesitate to visit the med bay if symptoms persist, I recall you were already sick the week prior.” He declares raising back on his feet. 

Ah yes... You didn’t reveal to him why you were sick so he got the wrong diagnosis, thinking it was a simple flu, and that you would be on your feet in no time! 

“Thrawn.” You grab him by the sleeve to stop him from leaving, “I have something to tell you.”  

He considers you in silence, judging by your body language and tone if he should start to worry about something. 

“A problem perhaps?” He invastigates. 

“No. A news.” You shake your head with a tight grin, “Good news... at least I hope.” 

He looks at you from all his height. Your hand releases his sleeve to hook his fingers with yours. He properly takes your hand to squeeze it in his large one. 

You admire the contrast between your human skin tone and his deep vibrant blue... 

“I am listening Ch’acah.” He invites. 

You breath deeply, gathering your courage. 

“I am pregnant.” 

He remains perfectly still and silent for a moment. You look at him, your lips pressed together, awaiting his judgment with a beating heart. 

“Is that true?” He finally asks, with a slightly tensed voice, “Is it possible?” 

You nod. 

“I am three months in. That’s why I was sick last week and right now.” 

He pulls on your hand, forcing you to stand up from your sitting position. You just have the time to yelp, you are suddenly squeezed tight in his embrace. His long arms are holding you so tight you have difficulty breathing. You hear his comforting purr starting to resonate in the bathroom. 

“Thank you, (Y/n).” He finally whispers in your ear, his face buried in the crook of your neck. “Thank you...” 

You silently hug him back, nuzzling aginst his tall stature with pleasure, feeling your anxiety melt away in his arms. 

“Are you happy?” You ask. 

“Yes. It is marvelous news.” He presses his cheek to yours, “I stopped hoping for a child years ago. But here you are, pregnant with mine. Ch’acah, you have no idea how happy it makes me. You are spoiling me.” 

“You are about to become a father, Thrawn.” You repeat to him, and the more you say it the louder and deeper the purr gets. 

You hug each other in one of those rare moments of intimacy on a warship, feeling like a team again, ready to face anything thrown at you. 

Even those Grysks. 

@bluechiss @Thrawnalani @justanothersadperson93 @al-astakbar @thrawnspetgoose @readinglistfics @elise2174 @debonaire-princess @twilekchiss @pencil_urchin @ineedazeezee @mssbridgerton @dance-like-russia-isnt-watching @Cortisolcosplay @obbicrystaleo @germie2037 @leo4242564 @davesrightshoe @holylonelyponyeatingmacaroni 

[who-can-touch-my-boob]

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✨ based on this request here

Dad!Sanemi x male reader

This was requested and I lowkey find myself loving the idea of Sanemi with a man s/o because tbh he seems too exasperated with most women (and men too tbh).

But I headcanon that he falls in love with a man who’s gentle and kind, but also firm and puts Sanemi in his place.

The fact that he found men attractive didn’t really bother him, he’d never cared about what people thought about him. Surprisingly to him, everyone seemed to take the news of his choice of mate well.

“Hey, not that I care, but why the fuck was everyone so chill and not-surprised when I introduced you as my husband?”

Sanemi turns to his s/o with a pouty expression, his hand tightening slightly as he holds his spouse’s.

“Well, Sanemi… you kind of give off a certain vibe…” his s/o trails off, ignoring the glaring sideglance. Instead he stops in his step, playfully twirl Sanemi around and pull him into his chest — causing a blush to spread out on the wind hashira’s face.

“Now listen here you jackass, don’t go fucking twirling me around like some damsel or imma,” Sanemi’s words are cut short by his husbands lips and despite himself, Sanemi returns the kiss with a sigh of exasperation.

“I’m not listening when you curse like that.” His s/o laughs heartily and clasp his hand with Sanemi’s again as they make their way back home.

At home, where their very energetic daughter awaits her fathers. Despite her not sharing any DNA with her parents, Sanemi somehow still managed to make her into a spitting image of himself.

•

And Sanemi (a self-proclaimed expert at handling children because of his past), thinks he’s clearly the “paternal role” has unconsciously taken the more “maternal role”, to his s/o’s amusement.

“Sanemi, my love… are you baking again?”

The man in question, currently holding his daughter on his hip with one arm while simultaneously stirring a batter with the other turns around to greet his husband with a smile only a few get to see.

“She wanted cinnamon rolls AND cupcakes, how am I supposed to say no?” Sanemi ask in a matter-of-factly tone before continuing. With an affectionate eye roll, his s/o walks up to the pair and wrap his arms around Sanemi from behind. “I understand, I too find it impossible to say no that little cutie.”

•

However as much as his s/o loves how much their daughter seems to take after Sanemi, it’s not always sunshine and rainbows. She too has a short temper and occasional violent tendencies.

“You need to watch how you behave and speak in front of our daughter, Sanemi. She’s only four years old and I heard her say the f-word… and she beat up the neighbour kid.”

His s/o watch as both Sanemi and their little girl turn around simultaneously with the same scowling expression.

Which his husband finds to be incredibly adorable, but also very worrying at the same time.

“The fuck you mean by that, huh?”

Tbh this is a whole ass mess and sorry if I didn’t hit the mark as the anon requested (I’ve never really written requests before)

[alexa-yukiyu]

Alright! Second attempt at asking for a borrower reader x whitebeard or red haired pirates. I recommend in order to write it see some scenes from the movie arriety 👍

(I didn't have the heart to tell you that the mouse one was somewhat wrong- but I swear I still loved it- ♡)

As always take care of yourself because you have a bunch of readers to feed stories too

Tiny Stowaway (Shanks x gn!Borrower!reader x Benn Beckmann)

A/N this is getting old but im sorry for being late and im sorry this is probably not what you were expecting, it’s not good at all 😭 and again like I mentioned before I kind of new I was straying away from Arriety on my previous attempt but I got to into it to back up so hopefully this makes up for it

Update: I edit it a little and I like it more, do you guys think it’s good?

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for reader in japanese

Dividers by @/Saradika

“This should be enough,” they sighed, taking one last piece of food and placing it on their satchel, ready to head back to the hideout

“At first, I thought I was simply misplacing things,” a deep voice rumbled behind them

“But it seems we have a thief aboard.”

“I'm not a thief.”

He hums, taking a seat on a stool nearby as he took the small being in

“What would you call taking from our supplies?”

“Borrowing”

“Seems we have different views as to what qualifies as borrowing.”

“What are you going to do with me?”

“I will leave it up to Shanks,” he said, putting a jar next to them

“You can’t be serious,” They exclaimed, taking a glance at the jar with a scowl and looking back at the man

“Quite”

“You expect me to get into a cage on my own will?”

“You won’t like the other option.”

“And that is?”

“I will have to put you in it myself, can’t promise I ‘ll be gentle.”

“Gentleman, aren’t you?” they hiss defeatedly, walking to the jar, stumbling as the man flipped it upright as they did

“Never said I was; I’m a pirate”

“Is it a dwarf?” Yassop question

“I'm not a dwarf im a borrower!” They exclaimed, smacking the jar angrily as they only received a laugh from the sniper

“Well, Well who would have thought?” Shanks spoke, smiling as he leaned his head against his hand and observed the tiny human

“All this time, I thought we were just partying too hard,” he laughed, his crew following suit

“You do party too hard; you should lay off the alcohol take things more seriously.”

“You are hardly in a position to be giving suggestions, Mx Borrower,” Hongo piped in, giving said person a sideglance as he continued downing his drink

“What are you going to do with me?” They repeat

“Hmm, hard to say, not like we can let you go, little mx

We can have you help with some tasks around the ship; your size limits the option, but I'm sure my men can find something for you to help with.”

“Who said I was going to help you? Why would I?

“Hmm? Well, I assumed you didn’t want to stay trapped there,” he commented with a lopsided smile as he tapped the jar

“Ah, was I wrong?”

“Fine”

How can I make it better guys? Holo is this closer PLEASE CALL ME OUT IF IT’s NOT AND TELL ME HOW TO MAKE IT BETTER

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[morporkian-cryptid]

HELLO LUPIN III FANDOM, A NEW TRAILER JUST DROPPED !! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS !!

That’s right, it means I get to sit down and watch it frame by frame and write down everysingle details to make predictions. Let’s fucking go !

I’m translating all the text with Google, I’ll come back later with a more accurate translation and hopefully an idea of what the voice-over is saying.

The first part of the trailer is pretty basic and doesn’t tell us much, things start getting interesting with the polaroids.

0:00 to 0:08 : These are just clips taken from the previous movies.

0:06 : ‘’Original : Monkey Punch’’

0:09 : Lupin and Jigen exit some old dilapidated building, with bars on the doors and windows. Probably an abandonned prison.

0:09 : Lupin and Jigen are running through a forest. This is a different forest and outfits than in the later clips, so not much we can get from this.

0:10 : Lupin and Jigen running and jumping over the balcony of a fancy mansion. There are police cars in the background, so they’re likely getting chased by Zenigata.

0:11 : ‘’Lupin III – for the first time in 30 years – In theaters soon’’ (what do they mean for the first time in thirty years ?? the anime franchise is over 50 years old ??)

0:13 : a fancy blue collector car crashing through a wall. No way to tell who’s driving it but considering the next clip, probably not Lupin.

0:13 : a different car (yellow this time) swerves into a very fancily decorated tunnel, with gargoyles and everything. It’s being pursued by a blue car. It’s hard to tell but it could be the one from the previous shot (but I’m not getting tricked into this kind of assumptions again, TMS ! -sideglance at the Part 6 trailer-). Lupin is driving the yellow car, with presumably Jigen in the passenger seat, and he looks like he’s having a great time AND is about to shoot someone. NICE

0:15 : ‘’The new target is’’

This is where things begin to get crunchy! -rubs hands-

0:17 : photos laid out on a wooden table with what looks like a glass of alcohol. The first one is a rock formation near the seaside, similar to the landscapes we’ll see later in the jungle section. The second is a bunch of people in what looks like a crossover between a cult robe and a hazmat suit, surrounding a large humanoid silhouette that’s hooked with cables to something like a creepy experimental lab. Third one is two of those same robes figures looking at… something, behind a wrought iron fence. We can’t make out what’s behind it, but it looks big.

0:18 : Lupin and Jigen have got new outfits babeeeyyyy !!! Gotta love Koike’s sense of fashion (except for Jigen’s fugly sunglasses in Fujiko’s Lie, those can go to hell).

0:19 : a plane flying low in a snowy mountain range. I think here it’s safe to assume Lupin and Jigen are flying it (judging by the outfits and the following clips).

0:20 : ‘’a mysterious island not on the map’’

0:21 : the whole gang is in an airplane hangar in a mountain range, with Jigen and Lupin wearing the same outfits as before, so yeah, they were driving the plane. All four are holding up playing cards (Lupin an ace, Jigen a king, Fujiko a queen, and Goemon a jack, all from the diamond suit). All but Lupin seem somewat miffed or surprised about the cards. Fujiko and Goemon look like they got here on their own and are meeting Lupin and Jigen. Thank God, Goemon is finally wearing weather-appropriate clothes.

0:23 : Zenigata also got a card. We don’t get to see what it is ; going by the pattern it should be a 10, but I have a feeling it might be a joker. He’s in a different location, but he’s also got warm clothes, so probably the same general region. He’s chasing them and he’s got a good idea of their location.

0:24 : someone is unfolding a map of the Bermuda Triangle. It’s impossible to tell who it is, the sleeves are not the same as Lupin’s in the previous outfit, but that doesn’t mean anything. It’s interesting to note that in Goemon’s Bloodspray, Hawk was said to have disappeared in the Bermuda Triangle.

0:25 : different region, different plane. This looks like a seaplane to me, but I can’t be sure. The landscape is a jungle, presumably the same we see in the next clips. I’m going to go ahead and assume this is in the Bermuda Triangle.

0:27 : LUPIN WHAT ARE YOU WEARING ???

0:28 : Lupin is driving a… tank ? armored jeep ? Some kind of armored vehicle on a Glowing Blue Road (???). He’s not having a great time. There’s some weird lights moving around ; it could just be a cool visual, but I think there’s a non-zero chance there are drugs involved. (I need to check what art effects were used for Binkam’s altered mental state in Fujiko’s Lie). Oh, and the vehicle is losing fuel. Always fun, that.

0:32 : brand new Mutant Antagonist !!! Lupin doesn’t like him. It’s too soon to tell, but it looks like this is going to be Lupin’s Personal Antagonist (in the same way as Jigen/Yael, Goemon/Hawk and Fujiko/Binkam), judging by how he seems to focus on Lupin in the trailer, puts him in serious difficulty, and that he’s wearing a suit and tie. The other antags’ outfits didn’t necessarily mimic their respective protags, but it’s still a significant details as far as I’m concerned.

0:34 : just Jigen getting to be badass. Interesting to note that he now has the fluffy bangs of the later TV specials and Blue Jacket, rather than the early anime’s slicked back hair that he had in the previous three movies. Also he didn’t have a waistcoat in the other movies. I like the fact that his style evolves as a reminder of his character evolution (also, I like that he gets character evolution in Koike’s movies)

0:35 : ‘’The mystery of this island’’ Something is exploding. Also there are TANKS out there.

0:36 : Goemon is naruto-running in the woods. The vegetation in the background of his and Jigen’s clips doesn’t exactly look like the rainforest we see in Lupin’s clip, I think, but I can’t tell for sure.

0:37 : there’s a lava aqueduct ? A lavaduct ? We see a volcano later on, and I’m really curious whether this thing is pulling lava out of the volcano, or putting it in (maybe this is the biggest middle school science fair project ever made)

0:38 : Fujiko and Zenigata are in the same frame ?? That’s unusual ! And interesting. So there’s going to be some sort of truce at some point. I think that’s a tank behind them, but I’m not sure.

Aaaaaaand I reached the image limit, so the rest is gonna have to be in a reblog. Sit tight!

[muyru-iru]

Special Senators get special treatments:

Senators that request decommission during an escort while there is a high threat of a seperatist attack will be ignored. If threathened with the Chancellor, calm them down and try to compensate. If nothing works, see how they will reconsider their request.

If they do not comply use necessary forces

my troopers are important thus will have priority if we are off planet, because the Senate rules function differently out of the jurisdiction of Coruscant

Best to get CT-6641 as your team member, he's the certified one to deal with an unruly Senator

in report put their status under missing or killed in action by the separatist.

....more

Situation: Senator Escort Mission

Planet: A hot desert, sandy

CT-7660: heatstroke due to the limited recourses and equipment/ exhaustion/ dehydration☞ passed out

First threat: Senator Ungu'viruc (oc)- personality: a bastard, bland,

second threat: decommission request

12. Make at least one of the commanders proud...if you achieved the proud sideglance of Fox, then you get free caf for a week.

13....(click for more)

Notes from 6641: I'm killing flies nothing more. It's an honourable work and honest too. We get paid....with caf. I have one of the highest counts of number 12. Ha, bitches. You can't get me. I'll be runnin' illegaly...hahaha...

[enden-k]

gay sideglance

[animeyanderelover]

💘Could I request itachi with prompt 122. “Don’t be scared. I’m not angry at you. I’m angry at them.”?💘

I'll probably announce a date of when I will open my requests again within the next two weeks. I only have 72 left after all which is actually not that much in comparison to what I had before.

Words: 2.4k

Tags: @shumidehiro @naeho @swagenemyartisan

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, isolation, abduction, death

Prompt 122

The flames of the campfire licking away at the wood was a captivating sight, your eyes drawn to its brightness. All the chatter and cackling around you slowly turned into white noise as the bright colours of the fire brought your mind to another time. A time where everything in your life had been boring, normal and fine.

When an object was thrown against your head, you were forced to leave your head and return back to the present, surrounded by bounty hunters who had been forcing you to tag along with them for nearly 2 weeks now. Well, Itachi was after all on one of his long missions so you didn't expect any help from him. You didn't even know when he would return.

"Eat up. That's all you're going to get for tonight." One of them told you rudely. You threw him a dirty sideglance as soon as he had turned his back to you, chatting with a few of his pals as you picked up the small package made out of green leaves. A few onigiri were inside, the impact due to the guy having thrown them against your head had caused some of the rice to fall apart. It was a sad meal as you stared at the meager rice balls who had already partially lost their shape. You knew better than to reject the food though because not only would that mean that they might starve you purposely for a bit but you also weren't keen on receiving another hit against your face from one of those idiots. Your cheek still stung slightly even days after you had been knocked down simply by irritating one of the members of this group a bit.

Ultimately they wouldn't kill you though. For now at least. After all people wanted you alive as bait to lure out the famous Itachi Uchiha. Since when had your value only been dragged down to Itachi Uchiha? When had you stopped being your own individual and instead were only famous as his 'lover'?

You munched away on the onigiri, ignoring the glances you received from the women and men around you and the way they snickered tauntingly. They only cared for the money after all. Whatever would happen to you was none of their concerns as long as they received their price for collecting you.

If you remembered right, you'd arrive in a day or two your destination. Then you'd be handed over like a useful tool and would be kept until you'd lose your value, which was obviously only Itachi Uchiha. You could technically be liberated after that because you had only been an innocent citizen before you'd been kidnapped by a famous criminal but you were smarter than to hope for such a thing. You'd probably be either killed in the near future or you'd be kept for another purpose. In either case, you would never be able to go back to your own life.

Well, that was what you had expected and prepared for anyways when you had decided to be abducted once again by those people of your own free will. You had just been tired of being stuck in the small cottage, tired of being forced to wait for weeks until Itachi would return from his missions the Akatsuki had assigned to him and tired of your helplessness to do nothing else. The walls of the cottage had turned suffocating and a heaviness had settled somewhere inside your chest that no warm but ultimately shallow words of apologies and comfort could have erased. You had felt like you were slowly forgetting what you were like until only a shell of you would remain. That's why you had decided to follow those bounty hunters without any resistance when they had found you as you had wandered aimlessly around the woods despite Itachi's urgent warnings to never leave the area.

Had you tried to escape? You didn't know anymore. You just remembered that you had desperately wished to be anywhere else but in this cozy cage which was slowly sucking your soul out of you.

"Time to go to bed for you."

A woman told you as she walked over to you when noticing that you had finished your food, dropping the sleeping back, a pillow and blanket in your hands before walking away again. You let out a sigh as you stood up from your place and started throwing away small rocks or any other objects that might end up poking you annoyingly as soon as you'd lay down. You spread out the sleeping back, felt everyone's eyes watching you as you crawled inside the sleeping back, throwing the blanket you had been given so kindly over your body before flopping your head down the pillow. It smelled terribly after dirt and sweat but you didn't have anything better to use.

One of them walked towards you and to your dismay he stopped when he stood right above you. You just stared at the dark edges of the forest that the light of the fire couldn't reach.

"Your prince didn't show up so far, did he?" He asked you and even if you didn't look him into his face, you could almost picture his disgusting grin on his face. You remained qiet but unfortunately he didn't move, gauging you for any reaction. Was he expecting you to be sad about the fact that Itachi hadn't come so far or what?

"That's lucky for you then, isn't it? If Itachi would have found me by now all of you wouldn't be alive right now." You replied bluntly as you stared straight ahead. Only one or two days more...

"Huh? Would you like to repeat that again?"

You had offended him, angered him with what you saw as the only truth. You could see from the corner of your eyes how he bent down a bit, although you still didn't bother to look at him.

"You're only acting so tough and cool because we're so close to the destination. However, all of you were so tense and rigid in the beginning because you were terrified that Itachi might appear at any second from somewhere. We all know that you wouldn't stand a chance against Itachi even if all of you would fight him at once."

You repeated yourself once again, your voice dismissive and unimpressed by his pathetic attempts to intimidate you. He didn't say anything after that, although you could still feel his eyes glaring down at your body. He didn't utter a single word when he suddenly stepped on you, the heel of his foot pushing heavily down on your shoulders as he put his entire weight down on you. He reeked of sweat and dirt but you kept that for yourself as you clenched your jaw, swallowing down any whimper or other sound that would reveal your pain to his arrogant ass.

Eventually he stepped down from you and for a short moment you thought that he'd let it be only to receive a kick against your ribs in the next moment. You forced the groan of pain down as you bit down on your bottom lip, forcing your eyes to just contiue to stare straight ahead to show him how little you respected him and took him seriously.

He let out a scoff when you didn't budge in any meaningful way before deciding that you were not worth it as he walked away and joined his buddies again. God, you couldn't stand those people or their cocky facade as if all of them thought that they were something special for capturing you when you had really just given them an easy time by allowing them to help you to get away from that dull life you had been forced to live for almost 2 years now. Your current situation was frustrating, angering and downright annoying due to all those dumb people but you preferred it over the nothingness Itachi had forced you into.

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When you woke up, the blinding darkness around you roused you from your sleepy mind. Why was the campfire out? They had never put it out since two of them were always playing guards for the night to ensure that no one would attack them. They had absolutely no confidence to fight in the dark as all they were capable of were a few meek ninjutsu and some mediocre taijutsu and weapon skills.

It's not like they were bad with what they were doing but in comparison to Itachi they just seemed so clumsy and ungraceful. You sat slowly up, your ears trying to pick up any sound as your hearing was the only thing you could rely on right now as you could barely see anything. The lack of noises was the next thing you noticed with growing worries. You couldn't hear any snoring nor any breathing from around you. There was only the same sad silence you had grown to hate, telling you that there was nothing and no one around you. The same silence that had always reminded you that you couldn't choose anything besides withering slowly away.

You couldn't sense nor see him but you knew that he was there. You gave out a pitiful chuckle, hugging your knees as you rested your chin on them.

"How long do you plan to conceal yourself from me, Itachi?"

You would never know how long he had been there already or how long everyone around you had been dead already, you only knew that you suddenly felt his hands resting on your shoulders. Had he been standing behind you the entire time?

A shudder went through your body as you could almost feel coldness creeping up your spine. The air around you became heavier all of a sudden, his presence behind you omnious and powerful. He was nothing like all those murdered people could have stood a chance against and they had clearly paid that with their own lives. There would have been no way for them to get out of this alive, they had been doomed to die from the start. Meeting you had been their demise.

Itachi removed his hands instantly when he noticed the spike of fear inside of you. Your back tingled as you sensed how he tried to suppress all the murderous pressure he had failed to properly contain. It ebbed away slowly as he carefully regained his composure until his presence felt familiar to you again and only a heavy knot inside your chest reminded you that you couldn't trust him.

“Don’t be scared. I’m not angry with you. I’m angry with them.”

Hearing his deep voice made your heart feel heavy once again. You had grown far too familiar with it as it had been the only human sound that had surrounded you for too long until you had almost forgotten how anyone else could have sounded, his voice the only thing echoing around inside your mind.

What did he mean by saying that he wasn't angry with you? Did he know? You wouldn't have been surprised if he would have. It was creepy how well he knew you yet you couldn't still grasp entirely how he functioned and worked.

"You're going to take me back to that soulless place again?"

It sounded less like an actual question and more like an observation you knew would be true anyways.

"We can't go back there. Since the cottage was found by them, there's no guarantee that others won't be able to do the same. It isn't safe there anymore. I'll find another place for us. If you want to take anything from there with you though, I will-"

"Spare me that pretentious guilty tone of yours, will you?" You asked him with an agitated hiss before you forced yourself to calm down, although the guilt dwelling in his voice scratched terribly at your pride and heart.

You stood slowly up, kicking your legs out of the sleeping back before you rose from your position on the ground. Your eyes aimlessly searched around yet the moonlight shining through the trees barely allowed you to see anything. Only Itachi's figure was faintly visible for you and it was the one thing you really didn't want to see.

"I can't see anything. Is it possible for you to light the campfire again?"

"I can't do that. I...I don't want you to see your surroundings."

You clenched your hands into fists when you heard that meek and quieter tone of his again, apologetic and gentle as if you were a baby deer in the woods he didn't want to scare away. You knew that he wanted to spare you the sight of dead bodies he had killed all by himself but this apparent consideration for your own feelings was exactly what you hated so much about him. His guilt angered you, insulted you more than if he would have just been like those bounty hunters. Dealing with an arrogant jerk was far easier than with a man who felt guilty for his own actions and showed you kindess despite being a criminal, mass murderer and your abductor all in one. Because those feelings didn't allow you to read him properly and frightened you silently of the darker side that slumbered underneath that kind facade.

"Nevermind then." You sighed as you carefully tried to feel your way through the darkness with your feet. You didn't appreciate when Itachi instead grabbed your hand carefully and led the way so you wouldn't bump against any bodies on your path.

You could feel his hand clenching ever so slightly around yours. Not enough to hurt you but just enough to make you notice. You wondered if he was silently pondering over something in his head and a bad feeling made itself noticable somewhere in the pit of your stomach. You didn't want to hear him saying those empty words again that would change nothing besides maybe relieving his consciousness a bit by reminding himself that he wasn't as low as he thought he was.

"(y/n)..."

You didn't reply in hopes of him noticing your silent prayers and sparing you from his words. Because by doing so he would have done something far more selfless than acting all nice and considerate whilst still keeping you within a cage he had set up all pretty and nice-looking for you.

"I'm sorry."

You felt your heart drop when he spoke his apology in such a hushed tone. Those were merely words that held no meaning behind them anymore. They were devoid and empty as you had heard them far too many times already and every apology made you feel like getting slowly closer to a breakdown.