Look at that guy. He looks dangerous, don’t he? Never mind the bowl-cut mullet for now. He still has perhaps the most normal hair in the entire history of Yu-Gi-Oh!
And don’t mind the belts on the arms. I don’t understand those, either.
Focus on his eyes … eye. He’s hiding something. And in the years I’ve spent writing stories about this man, while I’ve done my best to be an advocate for his redemption, I like to think that I’ve never forgotten the fact that he puts the anti in anti-hero. He’s a rampaging asshole, if you’ll pardon my language.
Something I never anticipated, though, occurred when I started up a new story last year. I wasn’t supposed to start a new story last year. I was supposed to focus on the ones I already had, fan-oriented and original fiction alike. But it was only a handful of days after my birthday, and I usually make irresponsible choices in December just because … well, birthday.
Anyway, this new story I started was the first in a sequence of three AU stories I have planned for 2015, and it taught me something: Seto Kaiba, that dangerous man, that most anti- of anti-heroes, is actually the cutest freaking thing in all of anime.
You just have to give him a chance to prove it.
Imagine a little boy, so flustered on his birthday because someone actually gave him a present that he can’t articulate himself. Imagine that same little boy, learning to swim for the first time because his parents never had the chance to teach him. Imagine that little boy, so scared of insulting someone he respects that he starts crying.
Imagine it. Can you? Maybe you can’t. But I can. And it’s adorable, and heartbreaking, and beautiful, and this man deserved better than he got. Yeah, he’s a billionaire. Yeah, he’s famous. Yeah, he’s a badass.
Modern AU Rin visits Lemy in the hospital. While he is certainly doing much better than before, they are still monitoring things like heart rate. The secord Rin enters the room, the monitor shows that his heart rate is increasing.
Lemy turns to it and whispers “Shhhhh. You’re going to give it away.”
And Rin is like “Give what away, Lemy?”
Ans he is like “N-nothing.”
people are talking like a bunch of this fandom is pretending AOU never happened
and yeah, i haven’t watched it yet.
but don’t you dare. rhodey gets to fight with the avengers, rhodey and sam get to interact with the avengers. which has constantly been the argument on why they’re not allowed in the avengers club.
don’t you dare pretend this movie didn’t happen so people can ignore rhodey and sam. i will fight anybody who still tries to pretend rhodey doesn’t get to be a hero in MCU. don’t let anybody pretend it didn’t happen
I love him so much he’s just god but like he hangs out with everyone like no big
HE IS LITERALLY LIKE THE EARTHREALM HEROES’ DAD HE REALLY DOES CARE ABOUT THEM ALL PERSONALLY AND EVEN THOUGH HE’S A GOD HE’S NOT OMNISCIENT SO HE FUCKS UP LIKE EVERYONE ELSE EVEN THOUGH HE’S TRYING SUPER HARD
I like Whedon’s stuff. I also know that he has the potential to be an a-hole (would u like me to find U proof because I will).
I believe people can indeed discuss criticisms of his work and express feelings of dislike towards his work or maybe him as a person. (The trend of calling any kind of criticism to someone’s work “so-and-so hate” is a little unfortunate because it implies we wish harm on that person, when in reality we just dislike things they have done in or to fictional stories. But alas)
What is not cool is sending him death threats or in general rude comments his direction. Literally telling someone to kill themselves or anything similar is awful and should never be done to anyone, no matter how much they mess up (unless it’s like hitler-level messed up).
I also do not believe he is a perfect saint who has never done wrong like some people I have seen who defend him.
I think we all need to come to the reality that he has messed up and continues to mess up (we’re not just mad that he killed quicksilver or wrote steve like a cardboard box; he has a history of grossness and you all know it) but that he is also a human being and bullying him is not a strategy that will ever accomplish anything good.
It was supposed to have been a day like many others, with the exception of the crashing rain. Perhaps it was because of the roaring storm that the two weren’t particularly worried about much other than themselves, what with the tight clinging to their shelter–a wide umbrella–as the wind whirled by, threatening to carry it away. They were close to home, just cursing to themselves about how annoying it was.
The dim glow of the crosswalk’s signal for them to begin walking carried them forth onto the street. Not much could be heard over the storm, and perhaps that brought them a sense of security but it wasn’t until too late that Shouhei realized that there was another dim light, off to the side, approaching fast. His heart leaped–there was no way that they could both dodge that. The setter hadn’t even noticed it yet.
Both of them were thrown like ragdolls. The blond was flung back to the sidewalk, but Shouhei’s subsequent forward momentum carried him before the vehicle. The sound of tires bouncing on the pavement were heard, having hit and rolled over the boy’s body. It sped off, leaving him as a heap of flesh and blood on the side of the road. The car hadn’t just hit him. It broke him.
Blood slowly pooled underneath him as he gasped for breath. He couldn’t feel his body. Did I save Kenma? Am I…going to die…?