[3:51 Am] Sleepy Sex With Shoto Being The Most Passionate And Slow Sex You Have. You Had Just Gotten

Aye yo is ur ask box open ? :3 see... the only tag I got saved for my feed is midoriya x reader... I got one of your writings for him and I was like DAAAAAAMN. Just here to say your writing is amazing >3< and ur super cool (especially cause your pfp is sam ;3)

yooo i try ahaha 🙈 im glad you liked it

and yes my askbox is open though i cant guarantee anything

shoto: would you still love me even if I turned into a worm?

you: *busts out laughing*

shoto: im serious.

petty!shoto posting pics of u at specific angles knowing katsuki uses them to masturbate in his room

katsuki fucking ppl who look just like you just for a inkling of what it’s like

adult!katsuki drunkenly confessing to adult!shoto abt his love for you

jealous!shoto taking you home off after friends night out and fucking you to remind you of who you belong to

various cosplayers/shippers dropping porn of all three of you in paris

an attention starved! shoto who silently whines when you don’t show him love at a public event

then him openly checking you out in your skintight dress for all the cameras to see

him watching as you laugh a lil too hard at denki’s jokes promising to make you make up for it later

when it’s time to take pictures him rubbing his boner up against your ass then acting like he ain’t know no better

once you get home you obviously are turnt on but he’s just like 🤔 waiting for you to verbalize it

eventually u start begging and he gives you the best dick of your life

THT Is a Love Story

(Yeah I said it. And I'll tell you why.)

In the very bittersweet context of being in the middle of the final season, and with the knowledge of all the press notes/directional spoilers out there ramping up to the finale, I’ve been thinking a lot about The Handmaid’s Tale as a a whole. What it’s about, at its core, and what would accordingly make for a truly satisfying ending. Margaret Atwood’s novel, of course, has presented a disturbing and brilliantly crafted political commentary and cautionary tale since its debut in 1985: the bleak but ultimately hopeful story of an ordinary woman’s survival trapped in a cold and cruel extremist regime where human rights (and particularly women's rights) are a thing of the past, made possible by environmental ruin and the everyday apathy of ordinary people. The show is that too, of course. It’s also at it's core a story of loss, perseverance and ultimately revolution. But moreover what weaves all the themes together in a truly compelling way: I think at essentially the very heart (fittingly), it is a love story. Not just in the most obvious romantic sense, but on so many broader levels. It’s a love story of parents and children, of family (born and chosen), of human connection. It’s a love letter to the perseverance of the human spirit, the ability of the heart to expand and evolve, the triumph of light over dark in the soul and in the world at large. And dancing at the center of it from the very start (and enduring against incredible odds) has been Nick & June: yes, the very epitome of epic, passionate romance with a capital “R”, but also on a deeper level, the symbolic and tangible embodiment of all of the above.

I’ve also been reflecting a bit on some of the things the show’s writers and producers have been saying about the ending and the last season in general, like how it has been “crafted with viewers in mind more than ever” and focused on “delivering a rewarding conclusion for the audience.” They’ve also hinted at a purposeful harkening back to the very first season and touching on all the seasons in between. All of this would have me believe they are paying close attention to staying consistent with the repeated motifs of the show, and striving for satisfying, full circle cohesiveness AND catharsis in the end. With this in mind, I wanted to go back and explore how the ever-present and echoing theme of love is depicted through the words of the characters themselves. Namely here, a trio of major power players since the beginning: June, Nick, and (in the opposing corner) one Mr. Fred Waterford.

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June:

"What else is there to live for?"… "Love." - 1x05 "It’s lack of love we die from." - 3x05 "Nichole, she was born out of love. Her father’s a driver named Nick… he helped me to survive." - 3x05 "It’s too dangerous” "No it isn’t… at least someone will remember me… at least someone will care when I’m gone. That’s something." - 1x08

June believes in love. This is made clear from the very beginning and is one of the core tenets of her character. It’s not a “nice to have” and it’s not something she’s able to separate from herself, even in Gilead, a place where love is essentially forbidden, where it should feel impossible. It is framed by her as essential to life itself, like water or oxygen. It’s what she credits her very survival to. Moreover, she believes that love is worth dying for, it’s that vital to her. If June stops fighting for love, stops believing in the power of or perhaps even the very existence of love, who is she then? How depressing and devoid of hope would that ending be? Sure, the June we bid farewell to at the end of 6x10 will inevitably not be exactly the same June we met in 1x01, but given the consistent through narrative, we should expect this core value of hers to remain steady, if not indeed grow in conviction.

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Nick:

" Love is patient, love is kind... Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, endures all things. Love never fails." - 2x05

It’s fitting that it’s Nick who reads this passage in the show because perhaps more than any other character, Nick’s love throughout has been the very epitome of the verse. We’ve seen his actions play it out literally line by line. Nick knows his Bible verses. He picked this one for a reason, his (barely) coded Hail Mary message to June: I’m still here, this isn’t over, please don’t give up on us. Nick believes the words he reads to her, believes them to his very soul, and he continues to show it in his efforts season after season, demonstrating the constant and undying nature of his devotion. It’s notable that in fact, the full 13:8 verse reads "Love never fails, but where there are prophecies they will cease, where there are tongues they will be stilled, where there is knowledge it will pass away," emphasizing love as the one true thing that remains.

"I’m trying to keep you alive. You and our baby" - 2x02 “I’m trying to keep you alive" - 4x02 "I just want her to stay alive"- 4x03 "She changed you, she changed me" - 4x03

It’s Nick's love for June (and Nichole) that drives him more than anything else, and we see the real, tangible reverberations throughout the story. June and Nichole are safe, alive and free (at least in part) because of his love. Nick is changed because of this same love. And June’s love saves him from a life lacking in meaning, purpose and true connection. If Nick fully turns to "the dark side", if he becomes somehow irredeemable (particularly in June's eyes), it would negate in the cruelest and most nonsensical way all of this, and in one fell swoop rip to shreds the hopeful rainbow of his cumulative character arc.

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Fred:

"Love isn’t real. it was never anything but lust with a good marketing campaign" - 1x05 “Every love story is a tragedy if you wait long enough." - 1x05

Fred on the other hand, scorns the idea of love. His cynical, contemptuous views are presented as the antithesis to June's quite early on. In rose-glass tinted flashbacks of early life with Serena, we see glimpses that this may not have always been the case, but what was once their love story has indeed turned to tragedy: corrupted into a bitter, twisted thing under the weight of the monster they created together. In the present, he does not believe in love and the selfish callousness of his actions (in stark contrast to Nick) clearly shows it, over and over again. To Fred, 1 Corinthians 13 is just a silly meaningless little verse (of no more consequence than the vapid old fashion magazines he "gifts" to June) in the book that he uses, not as a guide or an inspiration, but as a weapon: a cudgel to wield for his pathological ego-driven power trips, no matter how many must suffer (including his once beloved wife), how many innocent lives it ruins or much how it blackens his soul.

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If in the final episodes Nick were to be exposed as a “true villain”  who ends up burning June (and in fact his soul) in favor of “power and prestige”, then Fred will have been proven correct all along, and we (like June) will have been stupid to ever believe in love.

- If Nick truly decides to throw away everything he's done, everything he's held close to his heart even at his own peril all these years, to remain in a dismal teeter totter of emotional pain and privilege in Gilead;

- If June refuses to forgive, to endure, to truly fight for Nick as he's fought for her;

- If they truly flame out in epic betrayal and irreparable rupture:

Then we will know love has failed. And Fred was right. Love doesn’t save, it destroys. Love doesn’t endure, because in fact it was never even real to begin with. Love isn't the ultimate reason and purpose, but a tragedy. A lie. 

That's not the story. That CAN’T BE the story. Fred doesn’t win. He was so dead wrong that he is now dead and buried for it. He eschewed love a long time ago and it warped him into a depraved, cruel shell of a human with acts so heinous under his belt that we all cheered as he was hunted down and the flesh savagely torn from his body, because he deserved it. 

No, this isn’t The Debased Delusional Small-Weak-Man Commander’s Tale. This is not the story of how Fred was right after all.

This story is love endures all things. This story is love never fails. This story is love lifts us up, love saves us and gives us the will to fight. And that (someday) a child conceived in love in this brutal place and saved by the love of her parents will unite with her long-lost but dearly loved sister to burn it to the ground.

They may want the viewers to believe that it’s possible for Nick to be irrevocably lost for the drama of it all; for the shock of the reveal, the reckoning and the emotional payoff when the ship rights itself. And I’ll keep my clown makeup handy in case I end up being astonishingly wrong, but I just can’t see how they would so blatantly, not just blow up the story, but in doing so essentially erase the very core of the story we’ve been told up til now.

(just look at them, don't you fucking dare break up this family for good!)

*screencaps/captions sourced by me*

i wanna get into star wars but literally how

Sometimes you need to read something twice to get it. You might need to watch a movie three times to understand it. You might have to have that album on repeat for a week until the lyrics make any sense. You're allowed to engage with it and can keep engaging with it until it means something to you. People will see a painting at a museum and laugh about not getting what the big deal is but like you can come back, you can see it at another time, and maybe that next time it'll be different for you. I'm of the belief the "media literacy crisis" would solve itself if more people just sat down and did it again. Watched, read, played, listened, etc like I don't think people are getting more ignorant necessarily I just think we're not glorifying personally replaying things nearly as much as we should be.

2 am texts with the my hero boys

shoto

katsuki

kiri

Omg, I loved your little blurb about Shoto and Y/N in the library! If you’re not taking requests then I apologize, but could you write a part two to it? Maybe after graduation? Thank you 🙏♥️

[ read part 1 here ]

you sat down at the restaurant table. it was a fancy one, a new one shoto insisted on going to as soon as you both were free from your jobs. you both had only graduated a few months ago but barely had time for each other. thus shoto insisted that any time you both were free would be reserved for you to spend time together.

you subtly checked out the man you’ve watched grow since you both were sixteen - he was beautiful. “i’ve missed you.” shoto said, not so subtly checking you out.

“i’ve missed you, too.” you smiled as the waitress set down two menus.

“so how have you been?” you asked, eyes glancing over the various appetizers.

“izuku and ochaco are officially dating.” he answered, flagging down the waitress before setting down his menu.

“oh?” you looked up smiling before noticing his nonchalant expression. “oh.”

“yeah, i don’t think it’s what’s best for them right now.” the waitress set down both of your foods.

“well, maybe they’re happy.” silence passed as you both ate. it was always fun settling down and talking with shoto. even if the conversation topic was one of your mutual friends.

“do you think we’re happy?”

you looked up from your plate with surprise. where was this coming from? “o-of course! baby, i love you.”

suddenly he got up, kneeling in front of you. reaching in his back pocket, pulling out a tiny black box. your hands immediately went up to cover your mouth in shock. “i brought you three rings before i settled on this one. so hopefully you like it.” his other hand went up to scratch the back of his head.

“shoto…”

“when i first saw you it’s like i could breathe again and when you kissed me i could love again. i never thought i would ever deserve someone like you. but you deserve so much more and i promise to be the best i can be for you, if you allow me. if you allow me, i will make sure your tears are never bitter, your pain never goes unnoticed, your love never wasted. y/n, will you marry me?”

tears welled in your eyes at his words. how could someone ever love you this much? “yes.” you answered, hugging your fiancée.

I worked so hard on this so I want you guys to see it too 😂