#...just a thought

Makki is LOUD.

He was loud when you jacked him off the first time. He gasped out your name as he buried his face in your hair and squeezed his eyes shut. He had to crank up the volume on the tv with shaking hands so his roommate didn’t hear him.

He’s loud when you invite him up for coffee after a lunch date and you end up straddling him on the couch, leaving him fucking up into you and groaning and being silently grateful you live alone. Your downstairs neighbors text you to please keep it down next time, but it’s out of your hands.

He’s loud when you drag him into a deserted part of the train after going out for drinks and he bites his hand hard enough to leave bruises as your head bobs in his lap and he stares at the doors praying no one will interrupt you.

As an analysis I'm cool either which way, both readings work imo. But idk how I feel about the way the analysis of Chuck as Network seems to be largely from a place of wanting/needing to defend the writers and deflect all blame for questionable writing choices to a Big Bad CW...

(not that I'm saying I 100% don't think some of the writers' creative visions/desires were censored or that I completely disbelieve the idea that some of the creative team may have hinted at the fact via plot and/or set design... those El Sol beers in Heaven continue to stand out as potentially Significant to me, for instance... but I just... am not at all sure the censorship and supposed hidden/subtextual messages about it are to the extent the current hype is portraying it as...).

HOWEVER. If we're gonna read the narrative as having STARTED OUT with Chuck as Writer (which def fits best in his early scenes in S04 and S05, where he was pretty clearly a Kripke stand in) and then CHANGED to Chuck as Network LATER - you know what would have worked REALLY GREAT to convey that? Having Chuck the character be a LITERAL HUMAN PROPHET (read: Kripke/writers) who was later POSSESSED BY GOD (read: the Network/CW).

ie. that one theory, of several, of how Chuck as god would actually work within the narrative of the show we were batting about during those many years when god!Chuck was still purely subtext (the theory that was, incidentally, my second favourite... after the idea that prophet!Chuck was an amnesiac god who deliberately turned himself human because of reasons al a the Doctor in Family of Blood).

Because - perfect representation of how Networks 'take control' of writers and how they (often/sometimes) force a narrative of their choosing/design onto a show/characters that remains, nevertheless, credited under the writers' name(s).

Now... I'm not saying my reason for bringing this up is because I have ALWAYS FUCKING HATED HOW THE SHOW EXPLAINED CHUCK BEING GOD AND HAVE FOREVER BEEN GUTTED AT LOSING PROPHET!CHUCK AS A CHARACTER VIA THE RETCON.

...except that is exactly what I'm saying (obviously)

And I will now be forever headcanoning that the scene at the end of S05 with Chuck in white WAS prophet!Chuck being possessed (and thus killed, obliterated, removed from the story) by God, who then went on to use his body/form for the lolz and made up the bullshit 'explanation' of prophet!Chuck being "method acting" (with the metanarrative therefore being - the writers, inc Kripke, were never the 'god' of the story, that was ALWAYS the Network, who took over, or at least became a more significant force over the story, when Kripke left at the end of S05).

So yah.

Prophet!Chuck was real. God!Chuck is a different character. I've finally defeated that one narrative choice that kicked me out of the story all those years ago (all thanks to the other narrative choices in the final two episodes that did the same all over again) - huzzah.

sakusa kiyoomi was the best TA.

it was so cute how he had to stop talking in the middle of teaching when a student made him laugh.

it was so endearing how he braced himself over your desk in his black sweater, gazing at your paper and correcting you, then flushing because he realized you were looking at him, not the problems.

he was so helpful, answering all of your emails within the hour and making you coffee during his office hours. he was so kind that those emails moved to GroupMe, because “who wants to be checking their email that often? i know you well so i don’t mind you being able to contact me more directly.”

he was good at his job, always making sure his students knew what was going on. he offered to help you study before a big test, the only catch being that the library was going to be closed on the day you needed to meet. he cared about your learning, so he offered “i live right near a nice coffee shop, so if you can make it there we can review.”

Osamu loves when you taste test the food for Onigiri Miya. He loves the thoughtful way you chew and stare into space, really focusing on helping him. He can tell you like it when your face lights up and you nod, mumbling “definitely that one,” before you even manage to swallow.

He loves when you kiss him, savoring his tongue against yours and picking up on the notes of wanton desperation in the movement of his lips.

He loves when you’re on his knees, the same thoughtful, concentrated look on your face as you make when trying something new at the shop. He’s gives in to the intense sweetness you offer him, letting you work at his resolve until he’s reduced to something he doesn’t recognize.

He loves when he’s on top of you, full of heat as he folds himself into you and hopes you won’t let him go.

His love for you boils over in ways he can’t understand, so he continues cooking. He doesn’t know what to offer you, so he feeds you, praying you’ll understand the joy you bring him through the flavor he gives you.

“i love you. i want us both to eat well.”