#☼ ╱ ☽ —out of character— ��� ╲ ☼

[asakishi]

I miss you, oreo protector.

Hope to see you back some day!

this is such a deep cut reference to like 10 fucking years ago, lmao. whoever u are, kudos to memory span of an elephant. my god. <3 (ps: thank you. xoxo. and pls reveal urself, i must know who this was.)

[vortexbloom]

Hii!! If u have time, can u make Yan Phainon or Mydei with a cold and blunt reader? Like— they get annoyed at being pestered and would comment snarky things just to drive them away, constantly trying to get away from them 24/7

Hiiii <333

Sure !

I decided to write Headcanons, but I might make a OneShot/Story too hehe.

Yandere Phainon & Mydei with a cold & blunt Reader (Headcanons)

Pairing: Yandere Phainon x Cold & Blunt Reader x Yandere Mydei

Fandom: HSR (Honkai Star Rail)

Warnings: Obsessiveness, Yandere themes

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Masterlist - Honkai Star Rail

Masterlist - Genshin Impact

Moodboards - Genshin Impact

Masterlist - Marvel

Boycott List

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English isn’t my first/native language, so there might be misspellings etc.

I do NOT own any Characters !

Have fun reading this :D

୨ৎ Phainon is relentless. No matter how many times you tell him off, he just laughs, as if your annoyance is the cutest thing in the world.

୨ৎ "Ah, you always say the meanest things," he coos, leaning in uncomfortably close. "But I know it’s just your way of hiding how much you adore me~"

୨ৎ Unlike Mydei’s quiet control, Phainon is clingy. He follows you everywhere, acting like a devoted pet. If you snap at him, he just pouts. "You’re so cold to me, my dear. It’s almost cruel how you keep me at arm’s length."

୨ৎ He loves when you struggle to get away from him, it makes him chase you even more. You could insult him all day, and he’d still return with a bright smile. The more you resist, the more fun it is for him.

୨ৎ Phainon is dangerous in his own way. If you ever get too close to someone else, his usual playful demeanor turns eerily cold. He doesn’t have to say what happens to those who try to steal you—his knowing smile is warning enough.

୨ৎ Mydei is a silent, calculating yandere. He doesn’t overwhelm you with constant affection; instead, he lurks, watching, waiting, ensuring you never stray too far.

୨ৎ When you snark at him, he only smirks. He enjoys your sharp tongue, even if it’s aimed at him. "Such a cruel little thing you are," he murmurs, voice laced with amusement. "But I wonder, would you still be so sharp if I was the only one left in your world?"

୨ৎ He doesn’t react to rejection like a normal person. If you avoid him, he simply removes the obstacles forcing you to run. People who try to take your attention away? Suddenly unavailable.

୨ৎ Mydei has a way of making you feel watched, even in the most private moments. A slight shift in the air, a lingering warmth where no one should be. If you call him out on it, he tilts his head, looking coldly. "Seems like you don’t trust me, hm?"

୨ৎ If you ever try to leave for good, he won’t lash out. Instead, he’ll break you down bit by bit, isolating you, making you question whether you even want to leave.

୨ৎ Mydei keeps you in check with his quiet, suffocating presence. Phainon overwhelms you with constant affection and mind games. Between the two, you’re never alone.

୨ৎ Your snarky attitude only fuels them. Mydei finds it amusing, while Phainon takes it as encouragement to chase you even harder.

୨ৎ No matter how much you fight, how cold you act, they won’t stop. You’re theirs.

୨ৎ And whether through careful manipulation or sheer persistence, they’ll make sure you never leave.

© 2024-2025 vortexbloom all rights reserved. Don’t repost, edit, translate or plagiarize my work!

Edit: I just realized that the request says 'Phainon or Mydei' and not 'Phainon and Mydei' hehe.

Have a good day/night/evening/morning/afternoon ☼꥟☽

[tldrthor]

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Hello! My name is Holly and I write fics (sporadically...). I'm happy to write for most mcu characters if you want to request a fic, send me an ask!

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Hope you enjoy <3

♥ complete ❅ on hold ✿ fluff ☁ angst

☽ steve rogers ☼

The Princess (and The Chaos She Brings With Her) | s.r. x princess!reader ✿☁❅ part I // part II // part III // ON HOLD.

When Thor asked the avengers to guard a dear friend of his, they didn't think twice before saying yes. What they didn't know was that said friend is the princess of one of the nine realms, and a lost love of one Captain Rogers.

Things we shouldn't have said | s.r. x avenger!reader ✿☁♥ - Things we shouldn't have said (part one) - Promises we intend to keep (part two)

The Captain has a scathing outburst that puts their already rocky relationship six feet under for good. He reaps the consequences when she gets hurt while looking out for him.

Five more minutes | s.r. x girlfriend!reader ✿♥

Steve marvels at his sleepy girl.

Homecoming | s.r. x avenger!girlfriend!reader ✿♥

The sound of keys in the door is his favourite sound.

Rusty | nomad!s.r. x mob!reader ✿☁ - coming soon...

An old friend helps the cap quartet lay low after the civil war.

Dreamwalker | s.r. x enhanced!reader ✿☁ - coming soon...

He's been seeing the same girl, over and over again, every night when he falls asleep. For a while, he brushes it off as just the stress of the job. When the girl begs for him to find and save her, he starts to believe just a little more.

☼ bucky barnes ☆

Not even death | ws!b.b. x avenger!wife!reader ✿☁ - part one - part two - part three

The third happiest day of her life was her wedding day. The second was the day she was informed that Bucky had been found after being missing in action. The first was the day he recognised her after a long, long seventy years of fighting their way back to each other.

✧ peter parker ☽

Promises, oceans deep (part 1) | p.p. x avenger!reader ✿☁♥

Come find me (part 2)

the misfortune of being left behind in the blip, and the consequences of aging without him.

Dividers by @saradika-graphics !!

[2-dsimp]

Helllooo

I have been stalk watching your feed I saw the alphabets …

I want to know more about my baby batty

Fredrico the devil bat IKW

Mwah love you 😘

(MDNI! 18+)

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Fredrico t͎h͎e͎ DevilBat :͎ N͎S͎F͎W͎ Letters IKW

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I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

This Devilbat is all over you, murmuring loving praises about how perfect you are. While taking in deep whiffs of your scent. Groping his clawed hands all over his mate like a damned kleptomaniac. Wanting to covet every inch of your skin. As he leaves your body riddled with bite marks and scratches.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Find all his kinks here —> Kink Jar

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Imagine that you’re the type to always have a small injury that’s in need of being patched up. Have you ever wondered where exactly your dirty change of bandages goes?

Well Fredrico collects it into a little ziplock bag placing it amongst his wall of trinkets within his cave. If the Devilbat gets antsy in any point of time, he’ll pluck out a used bandaid from the unzipped air pocket. Laving at your old dried out blood as if it were a delectable delicacy. This habit of his, always served to be a calming aide whenever he gets overwhelmed.

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A/n: thank ya! Love you too XD

[viviennemaeve]

𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏 & 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔

A Love Letter to the Light & Dark Within You

We exist in contradictions. Soft and sharp. Quiet and chaotic. Dreamer and destroyer. We crave serotonin—the golden glow of contentment—but we are also ruled by our shadows, the parts of us that lurk in moonlight, whispering truths we often ignore.

This space is not about toxic positivity. It’s not about drowning in darkness, either. It’s about integration. It’s about alchemy—turning pain into power, restlessness into creation, and emotions into art.

Welcome to the grey area, where we don’t just survive. We thrive.

☼ The Serotonin Side: Soft Euphoria & Gentle Joys

Serotonin isn’t just “happiness.” It’s balance. It’s the quiet kind of peace that feels like warm coffee in your hands or the way sunlight kisses your skin after days of rain. It’s the deep exhale that says, I am okay. I am here.

☁ How to Cultivate Daily Euphoria (Without Faking It)

Ritualize the Mundane.

Light a candle before you journal.

Play music while getting ready, make it cinematic.

Drink water like it’s a love potion.

Turn walks into thought voyages.

Learn to Love the Small Wins.

Finished a task? Clap for yourself.

Woke up on time? Victory.

Drank enough water? Main character behavior.

Fuel Your Brain Like It’s an Expensive Car. (A NON NEGOTIABLE)

Dark chocolate, matcha, bananas, omega-3s (because you deserve high-quality energy).

Hydration is non-negotiable.

If the sun won’t shine, fake it with golden lighting and warm colors.

Move Like You Love Yourself.

Not as punishment, but as poetry.

Dance at 2 AM just because.

Stretch with intention—feel every part of you waking up.

Practice the Art of Feeling Good for No Reason.

You don’t need an occasion to wear your best outfit.

You don’t need permission to be happy.

Sometimes, joy is just deciding to be present.

☾ The Shadow Side: Befriending the Beautiful Darkness

The world tells us to fear our shadows. To hide our anger, sadness, and intensity under layers of politeness. But ignoring the dark doesn’t make it disappear—it just makes it grow in secret.

The truth? Your darkness is not your enemy. It is your teacher.

☽ How to Integrate, Not Erase, Your Shadows

Meet Yourself in the Mirror.

Look into your own eyes. Really look.

Whisper affirmations, but not just soft ones.

Try: “I honor all versions of myself, even the ones I don’t understand yet.”

Let Your Darkness Speak.

Journal without filters. Write the raw, the messy, the uncomfortable truths.

Ask yourself: What am I afraid to admit? What parts of myself do I reject?

Turn the answers into art. Poetry. Fashion. Music. Movement.

Release & Rage with Purpose.

Write an angry letter and burn it.

Punch a pillow. Scream in the car.

Let emotions move through you instead of keeping them trapped inside.

Romanticize the Dark.

Late-night walks under streetlights.

The scent of rain-soaked earth.

Candlelit baths with black lace and red wine.

Music that aches, books that make you feel too much.

Let the darkness be cinematic, not just heavy.

☯ The Balance: Where Serotonin Meets Shadows

You are not meant to be all light or all dark. You are a storm with a sun inside. You are the wild contradiction of soft hands and sharp claws, poetry and chaos, serenity and rebellion.

How to live in the in-between:

Romanticize both ends of your spectrum. There is beauty in the darkness, just as there is depth in the light.

Feel deeply, but don’t drown. Let emotions pass through you like waves—not as prisons, but as messengers.

Make art out of your duality. The best stories, the best music, the best fashion, the best moments come from contrast.

Know that you are never just one thing. You are allowed to be happy and sad. Strong and soft. Lost and found.

Final Thought:-

You Are a Walking Universe

The world will try to tell you to pick a side—to be either sunshine or shadows. Don’t listen. You are both. You are all.

You are not broken. You are not too much.

You are the entire spectrum of existence wrapped in skin, and that?

That is magic.

[bookishgalaxies]

Advanced Placement Credit Given to…

☾☼✧☽ summary: the ap classes these different characters would take

☾☼✧☽ type: headcannons, modern au

☾☼✧☽ warnings: n/a

☾☼✧☽ a/n: my ap classes are killing me-

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✧ albedo

chemistry and art history

I think the chemistry part is obvious, as an alchemist he would find this kind of thing fascinating. Obviously he would enjoy the rigor and fast paced layout of the class. CB requires 16 labs to be done throughout the year in ap chem and he would adore this as well. Definitely thinking he’s pulling an A in this class, actually an A+

Albedo’s an artist and a curious individual. I imagine he would find himself interested in the history of art and the different pieces. As a chemist he is always chasing after whys and hows; it only makes sense for him to look for this in art as well. He would also pull a high A I feel in this class due to his commitment to his studies

✧ amber

human geography

Amber isn’t much of an academic, but she appreciates geography I imagine. As an outrider who is exploring and navigating, she would find the history of places and maps fascinating. Amber also, or at least I seem to think, would have a hard time taking an intense ap class. This one is one of the easiest out of the ones CB offers. I think Amber would get an A in this class and I am firm believer that she unfortunately is the one who reminds the teacher when homework is due :/

✧ diluc

macroeconomics, microeconomics, and statistics

Macroeconomics covers the economic of wider areas like regions and nations. Diluc being someone who has a business that is known worldwide would I feel find value in knowing about the economics of not only his country but others as well.

Microeconomics is more focused on the economics of an individual thing like companies. This is a class that would give the insight on the business side of economics.

Business requires a lot of data. Most of the time when analyzing data statistics is involved. Diluc would use statistics I feel to see what kinds of wine tend to sell on what regions and what happens when prices increase and decrease.

Diluc I see passing all of these classes, I think the economic ones with an A and stats with a high B.

✧ jean

comparative government and politics and psychology

Government and politics I feel is self explanatory because of how Jean pretty much runs Mondstadt. She has to contact diplomats from all nations and make negotiations. I think she would also find it kind of interesting about different types of government and how things are ran.

Jean would have to on some level be a people person. To some degree she would have to know how people think and feel. She would find the makeup of the human brain fascinating I think.

Jean is not letting herself get anything less than an A, let’s be real-

✧ lisa

english language and composition, english literature and composition, and latin (or teyvat’s equivalent, maybe Khaenri’ah’s language..)

Tumblr deleted Lisa’s part like 3 TIMES kill me :/. Anyways, I think the language composition and literature composition are obvious. I mean…..she’s a librarian.

The language thing I feel would stem from her wanting to be able to read more books. Therefor she wanted to learn a new language to broaden her selection of books

She wanted to take ap chem but decide to just do general instead. I definitely think Lisa could get an A in all three classes. I just think she gets distracted easily and would need someone to help her focus.

✧ sucrose

chemistry, biology, and computer science a

Obviously she would take chem with Albedo. I think it would take her a bit longer to grasp some of the concepts and Albedo might have to help her out some but she does overall well in the class, I say an A-

She flies through biology without a problem due to her interest in life forms. Is definitely earning an A+

OKAY HEAR ME OUT! So Sucrose wants to study how to manipulate life to make it better and brighter. I think she would be all over the idea of being a bioengineer. Thus, she would learn how to code.

Sucrose would do well in the comp sci a course I believe. I could see her being a really good problem solver and understanding Java well (the programming language you learn in comp sci a)

✧ venti

music theory

Don’t come for my throat, I love Venti I swear. However, I do not think he would preform well in this class. Music theory isn’t really so much about composing music as it is about the rules of composing music. I think Venti would do wonderfully with dictation (where you hear notes/chords and have to identify and write them). As well as sight singing (where you are given a sheet of music and have a certain amount of time to practice and sing it).

We all know Venti is great at composing music…but he doesn’t really like playing by the rules (aka all the figured bass line shit), so I don’t think he’d do so good. Venti can read sheet music sure but he didn’t take the time to memorize all the special symbols when he just knows music.

I’m going to be generous and give him a C considering he can do the dictation and sight singing. Anything where he’s having to analyze and determine cadences or other conceptual stuff he’s kind of screwed

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kaeya does not take any ap classes however he relentlessly bothers albedo while he is trying to study. Also totally tries to convince lisa at least once to bail on writing a paper and come to some party or whatever.

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thank you so much for reading !

stay hydrated and safe !

[ydsurluvhsm]

sasuke uchiha deserves to be loved out loud (´•̥﹏•̥`) ♡

✧.・゜✿・。.☆ﾟ.･｡ﾟ༓☾☼✩.･｡ﾟ☁︎*.☽✩˚｡⋆✲ﾟ｡⋆*

why is it that when sasuke is angry people call him heartless, but when itachi is silent they call him tragic. why is it that sasuke screams for help with blood on his hands and everyone looks away, but when itachi bleeds quietly, people build him altars. i’m not saying one deserves less love, i’m saying sasuke deserved more. more kindness, more grace, more forgiveness. he was a child. a boy who loved his big brother so hard he shaped his whole world around him. and when that world shattered, no one helped him pick up the pieces. so he held the shards in his hands and bled alone.

you don’t understand how devastating it is that sasuke’s entire childhood was a prologue to his pain. he was a prodigy, yes. but also soft. also kind. also eager. he looked up to itachi like he hung the stars in the sky. and when the stars fell, they crushed him. people say sasuke was obsessed with revenge, but it wasn’t about killing. it was about understanding. about making the pain make sense. about proving to himself that love hadn’t been a lie. he didn’t want to destroy itachi. he wanted him to see him. to hurt the way sasuke hurt.

and then he did. and it broke him again. and still—he kept moving. he never got to fall apart. he had to rewire his entire heart and carry on. and he kept losing people. kept losing himself. kept searching for a version of the world that didn’t hurt so much. he tried the path of light and the path of darkness and found peace in the middle of the ruins. it was messy. it was violent. it was lonely. but it was his choice. that’s why sasuke is so important to me—he chose to come back. not because someone redeemed him. but because he did.

it makes me so emotional that people still talk about naruto as the one who saved him when sasuke had been crawling toward the light on his own for so long. he just needed someone to say “i see you.” naruto didn’t save him. naruto waited for him. and sasuke came back. scarred, burned, bleeding—but alive. more alive than he had been in years. when he smiled after the final battle… i felt that in my bones. that little sliver of peace he never thought he’d get. he smiled like he forgot how and just remembered again. like the world was finally quiet inside his head.

boruto sasuke is probably the most heartbreaking version of him. like... the way he tries to be a father when no one taught him how. the way he mentors boruto with patience and grace despite having grown up without any of it. the way he watches over the village from the shadows—not to atone, but because he cares. he still thinks the only way he can protect people is by staying away from them. he doesn’t want to hurt anyone again. and it’s so painful because all i want is for him to be held. to be told “you’ve done enough.” but he never stops. he loves in silence. in exile. in scars.

and the way he treats sarada… oh my god. you can tell he wants to give her the world but he’s terrified he’ll taint it. like he doesn’t think he deserves to stand in the light anymore so he just watches from the edges. she reaches for him and he flinches because he doesn’t know how to be wanted without being feared. but he tries. he tries. he shows up when it counts. even when he’s bleeding. even when he’s broken. he shows up. that’s love. and it’s the kind of love that costs him everything. but he gives it anyway. because he’s sasuke.

he is not emotionless. he is not selfish. he is a boy whose heart was shattered so many times he forgot what it sounded like when it beat softly. but it still does. it always did. he never stopped feeling. he just got better at hiding it. but if you look close, you see it—in the way he protects, the way he hesitates, the way he listens. he’s all bruised silence and trembling hope. he is grief with a heartbeat. and he still keeps walking forward. still believes he can do better. he’s the kind of character who lets himself be hated if it means someone else gets to live in peace. and if that’s not heroic, idk what is.

sasuke uchiha is the most painfully beautiful character i’ve ever known. he is everything people misunderstood about teenage anger and survivor’s guilt and broken love. he is a mirror of the worst the world can do to a child and the best that child can still become. he’s proof that pain doesn’t make you a monster. it makes you real. and i will never stop loving him for that. ( ´•̥̥̥ ω •̥̥̥` ) ♡

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(♡°▽°♡): just a lil reminder: sasuke is my broken boy, but we have to talk about how he’s not the best husband or father. his trauma impacts every relationship he has, and that’s why he struggles to connect with sakura and their daughter in the way they deserve. i love sakura so much, but honestly, sasusaku makes me really uncomfortable. sakura deserves someone who sees her as the amazing, strong person she is, not as second best. also, sakura is a huge victim of comphet—she’s been pushed into a straight relationship with sasuke when it’s clear they don’t have the chemistry that should be there. comphet forces women to conform to a heteronormative narrative, even if it’s not what they want, and sakura deserves someone who truly understands her. (*≧▽≦)

[duskvsdawn]

♡ Masterlist, Request Status & Prompt List ♡

♡ Nijisanji:

Luxiem Masterlist ✦ Noctyx Masterlist ✦ ILUNA Masterlist ✦ XSOLEIL Masterlist ✦ Krisis Masterlist ✦ TTT Masterlist ✦ By The Beat Masterlist

♡ DMMD: A hectic night

♡ MLQC: I need your support ✦ Yes, boss. Anything you say, boss. ✦ Let me love you

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♡ Requests: CLOSED!

You can currently request for: Niji EN boys Accepted genres: all! Can be sfw or smut, please include in your request which of the two you want it to be. Reader insert: I feel most comfortable with a female reader, and that is the default, but I don't mind writing for male and GN readers either. Please include this in your request as well. Character x character: I am okay with that, too! Things I don't write for: shit and piss kinks. I might add more as we go along. If I feel like a request makes me uncomfortable or that I wouldn't do it justice, I will let you know. Am I required to pick from the prompt list below? Nope, it can be pretty much anything, it doesn't have to be from the list. Are you okay with writing for graduated livers? I don't mind at all! I still love them even if they have left, you know. For now, I will not write for Ike. Idk but it just doesn't feel right to me, personally.

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You can currently request these for the Niji EN boys because those are the ones I want to write for most right now. Be sure to message me with the prompt(s) and the name of the character(s) you want it for (include the gender for reader as well, if you don't specify the gender, I will go the default route, which is female). I am ok with doing these for character x character as well, please specify which ones you want me to use if that's the case. Also, some of the prompts sound incredibly sussy, but please include if you want it to be smut or not. Requests don't have to be from the prompt list, however, they can be whatever you want them to be!  ♡

1: Wearing his cologne 2: Wearing your favorite perfume that he loves a lot 3: My first time (reader) 4: His first time (character) 5: Public sex 6: You bought new lingerie in his color and you show it off 7: Wearing his clothes 8: Just a lazy day around the house 9: Drunken confessions 10: Mutual unspoken love finally revealed 11: The first date 12: Wedding proposal 13: The honeymoon 14: Love triangle 15: It's just a stupid bet 16: Truth or dare? 17: Off-collab shenanigans 18: Recording a song with him 19: Baby it's cold outside 20: Sultry summer nights 21: Friends with benefits 22: I hate you, but I love you 23: Polyamory, because everyone deserves some love 24: I can mend your broken heart 25: Shh, don't be scared. I'm here now 26: My favorite camgirl 27: The first sleepover 28: Stargazing 29: You look so beautiful when you cry 30: You are irresistible when you sleep 31: The secret admirer 32: My love goddess is absolutely beautiful 33: Haunted by a succubus 34: Haunted by an incubus 35: You're such a bottom 36: Giving head is awesome 37: Nicknames you use for each other 38. My sexy maid 39: Bondage is absolutely marvelous 40: Good puppy 41: Yes, master. Anything for you, master. 42: The drawer of doom 43: Hunter and prey 44: What a stunning creature

[jakekiszmyass]

MASTERLIST

☼ Fluff

☽ Angst

☆ Smut (18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI.)

Disclaimer: 

ALL stories are complete works of fiction, I do not claim to know Greta Van Fleet or its members in any capacity (Though I wish I did). None of the content between or from any specific characters comes from reality - a pure work of fiction for those who enjoy. 

Nobody has the rights to copy any of this work, this came directly from my brain - I crafted these stories and while we don’t have publishing contracts and all that jazz, only roaming and creating on Tumblr, let’s all show each other respect and kindness in this community as well already do. ;) 

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Waited All Your Life - ☼☽☆ - WIP

[Enemies to lovers]

When a soul has suffered enough pain - it becomes that of a shell. A place no one can infiltrate, sacred and dark - and all alone. Jake and Alaska both closed off their souls to the rest of the world a long time ago, convinced that love would never be in the cards. They didn’t want it - they practically rejected it. Jake’s band Greta Van Fleet and Alaska’s band Icarus Casus were slowly becoming the most prominent rocks bands of their generation. But when they decided to take a month long trip together to the Chattanooga mountains to focus on their new albums - everything changed. 

What happens when two souls, shut off from the world and all alone, find each other. Do they help rebuild what was broken - or do they burn everything to the ground. 

Washington - ☼☆ - WIP (Old Fic, might finish some day ;)

[Strangers to lovers]

When we leave home and are no longer held back by the constraints of society and parents... we can be whoever we want and nothing else matters. You'll figure me out by sifting through my life and picking up on the way I like my coffee, my disinterest for overachievers, and the music I listen to. All you need to know for now, is that I met some boy at a gas station in Washington and I fell in love. Maybe a little too hard.

[asakishi]

oh my god what has happened to this place

[vortexbloom]

Phainon & Mydei as your Husbands (Headcanons)

Pairing: Phainon x Female Reader x Mydei

Fandom: HSR (Honkai Star Rail)

Warnings: None

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Masterlist - Honkai Star Rail

Masterlist - Genshin Impact

Moodboards - Genshin Impact

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Boycott List

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English isn’t my first/native language, so there might be misspellings etc.

I do NOT own any Characters !

Have fun reading this :D

Art by: @2__0__9 on X (Twitter)

୨ৎ Phainon is the type to watch and analyze before acting, always knowing exactly what you need before you even ask. He’s the kind to notice small details, like if you had a stressful day just from the way you carry herself.

୨ৎ While Mydei might be more intense, Phainon remains calm and reassuring, the kind of partner who grounds the relationship and ensures stability.

୨ৎ He plans everything meticulously, from elegant dates to well thought out gifts. When he does touch you, it’s purposeful and intimate, like a lingering hand on your waist or a slow caress on your cheek.

୨ৎ If Mydei is in a passionate, possessive mood, Phainon will simply smirk and let him have his moment.

Art by: @Kashiko_0911 on X (Twitter)

୨ৎ Mydei is the type of lover who openly claims you, wrapping an arm around your waist and challenging anyone who even dares to look at you for too long. He doesn’t share lightly, except with Phainon, whom he trusts completely.

୨ৎ Mydei is bold and physical. Expect intense kisses, possessive marks, and whispered words of devotion. He wants you to know you��re wanted, loved, and cherished.

୨ৎ If you spend too much time with Phainon, Mydei will dramatically sulk, only for Phainon to tease him about it. He might pull you onto his lap, just to prove a point.

୨ৎ Mydei puts up a strong, almost regal front, but if you ask him sweetly for something, he melts instantly. "Tch. Fine, but only because it’s you."

Art by: @pin3909 on X (Twitter)

୨ৎ Mydei is passion, spontaneity, and heat, while Phainon is control, calculation, and patience. You get the best of both worlds, one moment, you‘re in a whirlwind of fiery kisses and possessive words, the next, you‘re held gently by Phainon as he whispers something soothing in your ear.

୨ৎ Phainon and Mydei would have silent competitions over who can make you blush more. Mydei goes for bold, public affection, while Phainon uses subtle, private gestures, like whispering something sinful in your ear while keeping a straight face.

୨ৎ If someone dares to threaten or insult you, both of them will handle it, Mydei head on with fire and fury, while Phainon coldly and methodically dismantles the enemy behind the scenes. You‘re never in danger with them around.

୨ৎ If you‘re feeling playful, you could make them compete for your attention, something Mydei finds amusing but takes very seriously, while Phainon just gives a knowing smile and waits for the right moment to steal your attention back effortlessly.

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Have a good day/night/evening/morning/afternoon ☼꥟☽

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When Universes Collide

The one where alien!reader falls in love with Smoky, learns what a soulmate is, and that some humans are amazing while others suck.

Smoky x alien!reader inspired by a story about Smoky and alien!reader by @airbendertendou . If you haven't read it yet go read it, the story is so cute! This post was inspired by Airbendertendou's post and the G-idle "I Do" music video.

Genre: fluff and angst

Warnings: swearing, injuries, blood, violence, fighting (typical H&L stuff but let me know if I missed anything), character deaths, brief mentions of torture

Reader is referred to as "reader" until it switches to ____ in place of Y/N

I usually use she/her pronouns and physical features that are associated with females to write my OCs as that is easiest for me but if you do not go by those pronouns or do not possess those features, please feel free to change them to fit you as you are reading! (It's a really long post lol)

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Alien!reader wakes up just outside of Nameless City but can't remember anything other than their name and that they are not from this planet.

Alien!reader walks around Nameless City and runs into a group of kids who are playing. She stays hidden and observes them for a few days before the kids invite her to play with them.

Alien!reader who can materialize stars to appear as if they were fireflies with her hands and has healing powers (I know aliens can't do this just go with it lol)

The kids play with alien!reader and always ask to see the stars come out of her hands. Reader promises to create more stars when it is night time so that the kids can see them better than in the day time.

Alien!reader whose energy has a positive effect on Nameless City, causing the kids and other residents to be more positive and making the city's colors more vibrant.

Smoky realizes that all this is happening but doesn't know why.

Lala telling Smoky and the rest of the Rude Boys that she doesn't know why any of it is happening but she is thankful for whoever or whatever is helping the residents of Nameless City.

The Rude Boys overhear the kids talking about "the pretty girl with strange eyes" who makes stars in her hands and makes their injuries go away and goes investigating but comes back empty-handed.

Alien!reader who acquires chalk from one of the nice Nameless City residents and takes it to the kids because she's never seen it before.

The kids take turns writing their names with the chalk on the pavement and encourage alien!reader to do the same.

Reader writes her name as best as she can with the chalk next to the kids' names and they start calling her by it

One night, as the residents of Nameless City are getting ready for bed, alien!reader dims the fires and lets stars loose around the city.

"Where did a bunch of fireflies come from?" (Probably Takeshi or P) "She did! She kept her promise! Look at the stars!" cheered the kids "These aren't fireflies. They're stars. But how?" (Lala) As the kids run around playing with the stars Lala stops one of the little girls named Eri. "Eri, do you know where the stars came from?" "Of course! ____ did it!" "Who is ____?" "The pretty girl with strange eyes!" "Can you take us to her?" "We don't know where she is at night, we only see her during the day. We can take you tomorrow."

So the next morning the kids, Rude Boys, and Lala are on their way to find ____

"____! Where are you?!" shouted the kids ____ was surprised to see the other people with the kids. Up until now she only interacted with the kids and the older man who gave her the chalk. "____! You're here! These are our older brothers and sister. Our brothers are angels, they guard Nameless City." ____ didn't know what to say and just waved at them. Eri ran up to her and brought her closer to the group. "This is ____, the pretty girl with strange eyes. When she blinks her eyes close sideways. She's really nice. She helps us when we get hurt and she makes stars come out of her hands! All the stars last night were made by her. She can only make small stars in the day time but she promised that she would fill Nameless City with stars at night so we could see them better. Can you show them ____?" ____ nodded and held her hand up, a small galaxy appearing in her palm. The Rude Boys looked at her confused. "She also makes our injuries go away." "How?" (P) "Can you show them ____?" "But no one is hurt to help" This is the first time she's spoken since they met her. Smoky took off the glove on his hand and held his scratched-up hand out to ____. She hovers her hand over his and the scratches heal themselves as if they were never there, only a few old scars remain. "What are you?" asks Takeshi "I don't know... I just know I am not from here and I am not like you. I woke up here a few weeks ago. I don't know how to go back." "You can stay here with us. We're a family here in Nameless City." (Smoky)

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The group figures out that ____ can heal wounds and make fevers and the flu go away.

The group tries to get her to try and make larger diseases go away but she can't seem to do it.

At night by herself, ____ tries to figure out how to become stronger to heal illnesses of larger capacities.

Smoky with the help of Rude Boys, the kids, and the other residents teaches ____ the language and she is able to communicate with everyone in no time.

As ____ stays and becomes a part of the family, she slowly falls in love with Smoky.

Smoky has mutual feelings, especially seeing her help his family but he's scared to tell her considering he doesn't know how long he'll live.

Lala and ____ become besties <3 and tell each other everything.

Lala sees the way her brother looks at her new friend and the way ____ looks at Smoky.

Lala gets ____ to admit her feelings for Smoky

"Hey ____." "Yes?" "Do you like my brother?" "Of course! I like everyone in Nameless City, we're a family." "No, no I mean do you like like him. Do you have feelings for him?" "I don't think I know what that means..." Lala spends the rest of their girls day explaining to reader what feelings are lol. "So do you understand now?" "I think so..." "So do you like Smoky?" "Yeah, I think I do." Insert happy squeals

Lala convinces Smoky to tell ____ about his feelings, telling him to think about himself and what he wants for once.

"I can't tell her" "Why not?" "She deserves someone who will stay with her forever. I don't want to hurt her if I leave first." "Don't say that! You'll get better. Even if not, don't you want to experience being happy? Can't you think of yourself and what you want for once?"

And that ladies and gents is how Lala got Smoky to consider telling ____ about his feelings.

One night while the rest of Nameless City sleeps, Smoky takes ____ to the tallest building in the city. The two sit in silence as the breeze passes by them. ____ keeps brushing her hair out of her face, Smoky reaches over and tucks a stray strand of hair behind ____'s ear. (screaming, crying, throwing up)

"I like you ____. I like you a lot. Even if you don't feel the same, I wanted to tell you. Lala convinced me to." "That's funny, Lala convinced me to tell you how I feel also. I also like you Smoky... So what happens now?" "Will you be my girlfriend? It means we're together." "I would love to be."

Aaaaaaand he leans in to kiss her on the forehead. (AAAAAHHHH)

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All the fluff before the angst hits because I love Smokey so much

Lala giving ____ a green jacket with a fur-lined hood to layer on top of her black one-piece suit so she matches with the group. (For the black one-piece suit, go watch the G-idle "I Do" music video, Miyeon's black one-piece suit before she changes to the white dress was my inspo for reader's outfit.)

____ always heals the Rude Boys' injuries after fights

She also helps heal anyone who's not feeling well (flu, fever, etc.) and Smoky looks at her with all the love in the world in his eyes as she does it

When she's patching up Smoky he just stares at her and thinks about how much he loves her

Dates consists mainly of getting away to the outskirts of Nameless City for a little peace and quiet and quality time together. (But they're never too far in case the others need to find them)

Or star-gazing from the tallest building where they confessed to each other.

Idk why but Smoky strikes me as 1) someone who really likes stars and the night sky and 2) someone who felt they had to grow up quickly to protect everyone so he didn't get to experience much of a childhood. Soooo this leaves me to believe that if they aren't sitting on the tallest building stargazing, they are sitting in a secluded area probably blocked off by makeshift curtains where ____ creates stars just for Smoky and admires the way his eyes light up because she doesn't get to see that side of him often (making myself cry I'm totally fine).

Another date: as they sit on the building star-gazing, ____ sees a shooting star coming their way. ____ quickly closes her eyes and makes a wish, Smoky watches her and smiles.

"What did you wish for love?" "Eri says that if you say it out loud the wish won't come true, so I can't tell you, but you're a part of it."

Forehead kisses I can't stress this enough

____ always unexpectedly running to Smoky and giving him back hugs.

Smoky gives ____ back hugs and buries his head in the crook of her neck or rests his head on her shoulder.

When they haven't seen each other all day because Smoky is a busy SWORD leader, the hugs they share at the end of the day include Smoky lifting ____ up and giving her a little spin as they giggle, happy to see each other.

____ always gives Smoky little good luck kisses when he leaves to take care of SWORD business which causes light teasing from the other Rude Boys but they are happy that you make their leader happy.

Smoky is always laying on ____'s lap every chance he gets. I feel like she would braid little pieces of his hair and hum songs while she's doing so and he takes little naps while this happens because she puts him at peace.

At night alien!reader and Smoky cuddle to sleep. Smoky probably likes being the big spoon and holds ____ because, in this time and space of night, he can be a little selfish and forget about his duties as a SWORD Leader. It's just him and his beloved in their own little world. For once, Smoky has someone to call his own.

____'s positive energy engulfs Smoky and all of Nameless City in a little bubble of positivity that allows everyone sweet dreams and ease of sleep.

Remember how I said that at night ____ practices her magic on her own so she can heal illnesses and injuries of larger capacities? Lala lets Smoky's condition slip in a conversation with ____ so once she makes sure that Smoky is deep in dreamland, she slips away to work even harder to get stronger to cure Smoky.

But she'll remember to slip back into bed before the sun rises so that when Smoky wakes up he wakes up to her by his side.

At night when Smoky is deep in sleep, ____ transfers some of her life energy to him to help him without saying anything.

I feel like Smoky and ____'s way of showing love for each other is more physical than verbal. Things like holding hands, hugs, letting the other know they are there with some kind of wholesome physical touch. The very few times they say "I love you" to each other are in the dead of night when they are having deep talks. They don't have to verbally say it to each other because they know that their love is strong and very much present.

Picture this. One night while on a little late, star-gazing date on the tallest Nameless City building Smoky is asking ____ personal questions to know a little more about her.

"Unfortunately, I don't remember where I come from, what I am, or why I crashed here but whatever happened, I'm glad I woke up on this planet next to this city." "Why is that?" "If what humans say about soulmates is true, then I found my person. I found my soulmate. I love you, Smokey." "I love you more ____." "I love you most." "And I love you in every universe. I'm happy our universes collided."

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____ wants Smoky and Rude Boys to teach her to fight like them. Smoky objects at first saying he doesn't want her to get hurt but she convinces him by telling him she also wants to help protect the Nameless City residents and promised not to jump into a fight unless absolutely necessary.

____ picks up their fighting style quickly considering she is an extraterrestrial being.

In the first movie when Smoky fights with Ryu, Smoky orders Takeshi to take ____ and P and run because he doesn't want anyone else finding out about her, especially not Kuryu group. When the members show up again with the getaway car, ____ is the first to jump out and grab Smoky.

After the doctor stitches Smoky up, ____ stays with him and uses her healing to help take away the pain when everyone is out of sight.

I feel like ____ would take it upon themselves to join Rude and get in the loop of what's happening around S.W.O.R.D. in place of Smoky so that Rude isn't down one man.

It definitely took a lot of convincing Smoky AND the others though.

Now that you guys are family, they want to protect you and keep you out of the cross-fire like Lala but you're so stubborn eventually you get everyone to say okay.

When Cobra calls for a meeting between all of SWORD's leaders, ____ tries to convince Smoky to let her attend with the other Rude Boys members, but he says no because he doesn't want anyone to find out about her to keep her safe.

____ eventually gets Smoky to agree and promises to keep her face hidden and stay out of trouble.

This is when the rest of S.W.O.R.D. meets you, sort of

The whole time Rude is at the meeting, Smoky can't be calm because he's worried about you.

He'll be tossing and turning, and it takes Lala giving him a whole talk about how you're strong and the others will protect you if anything were to happen for him to kind of calm down and sleep.

As Rude arrives to the meeting, Takeshi jumps into the leader ring as the rest of the group stays back.

____ hides in between the other boys and keeps her hood pulled over her face, going unnoticed by the others until Cobra points it out and the other leaders turn your way.

"You're all here, but where is Smoky?"

"We're here on his behalf"

"New member then?"

"New member."

"No need to be shy, we all know each other here. You can take your hood off!" shouts Murayama with his happy-go-lucky personality.

"Smoky requests that the new member keep their face hidden. Safety reasons."

"It's because she's his girl I'm sure. That's not a new Rude Boy, it's a girl. Her build looks different from the rest of you." points out Hyuga.

"Smoky's girl and she could kick your ass. Now, why are we here?"

As Cobra proposes the idea of an alliance to the other leaders, multiple conversations are happening in the back.

The other boys keep trying to look under the hood to look at your face, but you're doing a good job at hiding yourself.

"Bro how did Smoky get a girl before me?" (some rando in one of the groups).

"Idk, isn't he sick though?"

The Rude Boys members look at you as you speak.

"Talk about my boyfriend one more time and this alliance won't have a chance to start before it ends." Everyone shut up after that, slay for you queen.

As Rude tries to leave, ____ is stopped by Cobra. "Wait! I didn't catch your name."

"____."

"____. I think that S.W.O.R.D. would benefit from an alliance. Can you think about it and convince Smoky?"

"I don't disagree. I think that S.W.O.R.D. would be a lot stronger standing together, but you heard Takeshi. I know you want to take down Kuryu group but Nameless City's top priority is to make sure everyone stays alive. Kuryu is not only trying to evict us but kill us, residents of Nameless City aren't seen as important. To them we're nothing. I'll try and talk to Smoky but we'll see what happens."

When Rude arrives home, they go straight to see Smoky. The boys tell him what happened and he says he'll think about it and get back to them.

Smoky is laying down and ____ is sitting at his bedside.

"Were you safe today?"

"Yes. I kept my hood on and just stood back while Takeshi did the talking. I almost fought someone though."

"Why is that?"

"I don't like it when people talk about you like the way they did."

Smoky could tell the topic made her upset so he switched the direction of the conversation. "What do you think about the alliance ____?"

"Cobra isn't wrong. I think S.W.O.R.D. would be stronger together, but..... I don't know if it's right to sacrifice so much to try and take down Kuryu either."

"Why is that?"

"Well, the thought of taking down the Kuryu group is good, but at what cost? Sacrifices can be made for the greater good but I don't think I can if those sacrifices are human lives. We may not live in a great area or have led great lives, but the people who live here are still humans, shouldn't they receive a little compassion for that?"

Cue Smokey looking at ____ with all the love in the world in his eyes again

"Humans are weird... why are humans so mean? It's something I haven't quite understood since waking up here."

"Some humans just aren't as good as others, angel."

"Angel? That's what the kids call you. I never got around to asking anyone what that word means.... what does it mean?"

"I guess you could say it's someone who brings comfort and help to others when they're in trouble."

"That must be why everyone calls you that then. You're always helping the Nameless City residents. But then, who helps you?"

"You do. You're my angel."

They are so in love I can't *curls up into a corner and cries*

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I wasn't sure where to put this scene because it doesn't fit anywhere else format-wise, but it happens before shit hits the fan so I'm gonna put it here

Picture this

Smoky and ____ both know that his health condition isn't all that great, so they unspokenly agree to spend a lot of time together, even more than they used to.

____ and Lala would prefer Smokey stay in bed but he insists on going for a walk with ____, so she agrees.

The two are walking, hand in hand, talking about everything and nothing all at once. It's just one of those moments where for a little while they can just be a young couple. They aren't leaders of a gang. they aren't being hunted by corrupted bitch ass grandpas, they're just a couple out on a walk.

As they're walking Smoky stops and ___ turns around to look at him.

"Why did you stop walking?"

"___?"

"Yes Smoky?"

"You know I love you right?"

"Of course. I love you too. Why do you ask?"

"I don't know how long I have so-"

___ runs up to him and hugs him tightly, whispering for him to stop.

"Stop. Don't say that."

"It's unavoidable ___. We both know that I'm sick and don't know how long I have to live."

"I know... I just don't want to think about it. I want to stay with you for a long time. I want to go wherever you go."

"I know angel. I just wanted to tell you how much I love you before I can't."

"I will always love you Smoky."

"And I'll always love you too angel."

Cue slow motion, dramatic shot of them making eye contact and the breeze blowing past them and he leans down to kiss her (I'm literally screaming, crying, throwing up, sliding down the wall, dying writing this)

Smoky continues holding her in his arms

I feel like during the very few times Smoky allows himself to be a little selfish he would imagine their life together years down the line. He doesn't do this often just so that he doesn't hurt them both by conjuring up a future that will never happen but he does every once in a while and in this moment where he's holding her in his arms and looking at her he is doing it.

Smoky is thinking about how he would love to live out the rest of his years with her as they take care of Nameless City. He would think about how he doesn't want kids of his own due to their situation but they would treat all the kids there as if they were their own. He would think about how Nameless City wasn't much but it was their home and how thankful he is that ___ would choose to be with him and stay here with him when she probably had better options.

But then the two get interrupted and the daydreams have to come to an end :(

Yu comes to tell the two that Kuryu group is back in town and are trying to take the children and women.

"I love you, wait for me. I'll come back," she says as she follows Yu.

Scene continues in the next section under "Let me set the scene"

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I feel like everyone in S.W.O.R.D. would find out that ____ is an extraterrestrial being through Saigo. Maybe when he's telling The Amamiya brothers, Kohaku, and Tsukumo about how Rude mines the crystalized toxic waste and sells it, idk, but I feel like they would find out through him and then tell the Sannoh members and then it spreads to the rest of S.W.O.R.D. from there.

Kuryu definitely finds out through Ryu cause that bitch always got people snooping around Nameless City. Kuryu probably also found out from Ryu because ____ was there when Rude came in the getaway car for Smoky during that one fight where Ryu freakin sliced his back and he needed stitches. Ryu probably remembered and had someone spy on them.

And y'all know these stinky, wrinkly, old raisins, they'll do anything for money.

Probably planning to kidnap her and perform scientific experiments on her or sell her to some other corrupt corporation that wants to study her for money.

Cue Kuryu scheming to kidnap ____.

Let me set the scene:

Ryu has had people lurking around Nameless City to help himself in higher ranking with Kuryu.

They find out about ___ being non-human and also being Smoky's s/o, so now they have someone they can not only use as leverage against Smoky but a non-human being is probably gonna get them a shit ton of money.

Probably went into Nameless City and pretended to kidnap the kids as a distraction. They're looking out for Rude, and once they see ___ jump into the fight, they shove all the kids out of the van, keep her locked in, and drive off.

"___!"

"THEY TOOK ___!"

The members split up, half running after the van and the other half get the kids to safety but now they're confused because wtf are they gonna do?! Smoky is gonna be furious that another family member was taken, no less the love of his life.

The members who ran after the van couldn't stop them before the van left Nameless City. Rude all meet up to go and find Smoky, finding him and Lala together.

"Smoky... we have bad news" (P)

Smoky looked at his members, "Where's ___?"

"She was taken. The kids were just a way to lure her out and distract us. Once they got their hands on her they let everyone else go. We're sorry. We should've paid better attention." (Takeshi)

All the members have their heads hung low, ashamed they couldn't come back with everyone.

Smoky looked into the distance, "They're coming," he whispered.

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I don't know how long Cobra was held by Kuryu group when he got kidnapped but for the sake of this story, I'm gonna say he's been there for a whole night and this is his second day in there when ___ arrives to join him.

___ fights with the dudes who are in the back of the van with her the whole entire ride. These dudes are trying to hold her down and she's just jumping everywhere and kicking them the van literally can not drive smoothly because she's jumping from wall to wall in the back. Once they get to their destination, more men come out and are able to hold her down so now she's locked up with Cobra.

The two are chained facing each other and this is the first time Cobra actually sees her face since last time they met she had her hood up.

These 2 are literally getting beat up in this room together but neither will give Kuryu the information they want.

"You can leave Cobra, just give us what we want. We want Rude's leader, not you." Cobra proceeds to glare at the Kuryu cronies without an answer. The man turns around and goes towards ___ and makes her look at him by grabbing her hair. "Or maybe his girlfriend will talk. Tell me where your boyfriend is monster."

"I'll die before I tell you where any of them are."

This leads to him beating her with a pipe. The catch is that her wounds start healing themselves right as they appear on her body so it leaves the Kuryu guys confused. He leaves to report his findings which leaves the two alone for a while.

Cue the bonding time.

"___, your eyes."

"Yes Cobra, I know my eyes close a different way," ___ says as she laughs at him.

"You're not human?"

"No. Smoky makes me wear my hood up to cover my eyes so that other people don't see that my eyes close differently."

"What are you?"

"I don't really know. I just know that I'm not human. All I can remember is that I crashed just outside of Nameless City and the kids found me one day while I was wandering around. They introduced me to Rude Boys a while later and then I became part of the family."

"Do you like it there?"

"I don't know anything else but I do. I like the Nameless City family, it's really big, and everyone takes care of each other."

"That's nice to know. What about your injuries?"

"They heal on their own. I can heal other people too but only small things like cuts, bruises, and the flu."

"I'm gonna ask Smoky if I can borrow you during flu season, the Sannoh guys are awful when they're sick."

The two laugh and continue to make small talk and yank on the chains holding them to try and escape.

As night starts to fall, the Kuryu cronies are back and Cobra and ___ are back to getting beaten.

"We want to take out Rude's leader, you get me?"

"Smoky and the others will get out before you can find them," says ___. The cronies aren't too happy to hear it so they start beating them up again.

Mr. Kurosaki walks in and looks at the two. He bends down to Cobra's level and looks at him before turning to look at ___. "If he won't talk, we don't need him, give him the cement. Her, get her ready for the operating table. The scientists we recruited want to do tests on the monster."

"The only monster in here is you."

Mr. Kurosaki sends a slap to ___'s face. "Carry on," he says as he leaves.

As the cronies are untying ___ to take her elsewhere and trying to make Cobra ingest the cement, Kohaku and Tsukumo break in.

"That smoothie looks disgusting. It could upset his stomach." The two are able to beat everyone up and get Cobra and ___ out of their chains. As they help the two stand, ___ looks at Cobra alarmed.

"Cobra, Smoky."

"Kohaku we have to hurry. Smoky is in danger." The two men grabbed Cobra and ___, put them on their motorcycles, and headed towards Nameless City.

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"Almost everyone was taken."

"I refuse to move out no matter what!"

"They can't just do this to us."

"What about ___?"

As the group is talking, Smoky joins them.

"Smoky, you should stay in bed."

"Get ready to clear out."

"Hey, are we deserting Nameless City?"

"No! There's nowhere else to go! And what about ___?!"

"We've been living our lives for someone else. We kept ourselves alive by helping each other. Our dreams were always someone else's dreams. But things have to change now. From now on, you have to dream for yourselves, and not for other people. In a new town."

"But Smoky, I want to stay here. With all of us here together."

"Eri, don't worry. We'll always be together. The way we are now, we can survive anywhere."

The group felt the ground begin to shake and ran out to check what was happening. Kuryu was laying waste to the city.

"Everybody run! Go!" shouted Takeshi. P grabbed Lala and Eri, taking them as they both shouted for Smoky to go with them.

"Takeshi, you go too."

"What about you?"

"I'll lure them away."

"What about ___? What do I tell her when she comes back?"

Smoky turned back to look at him, "Take care of everyone."

"Smoky-"

"Go."

Takeshi knew there was no point in arguing with Smoky so he looked at his leader one last time and followed the others out.

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"Are you here to kill me?"

"I have orders. I can't refuse them."

"SO THIS IS WHERE HE WAS! YOUR LITTLE INHUMAN GIRLFRIEND CAN'T HELP YOU THIS TIME!"

"Hey, Smoky. What's so special about this place anyways?"

"You wouldn't understand, Cain."

"Don't call me by that name! GET HIM!"

Smoky let out a small smile. "It was a cold night like this, the day that it happened. When I was abandoned in this town, and the world forgot about me. But, I found my true family here. A family with bonds stronger than blood. I got to experience love. I had faith in my future and was happy with my family. I was happy with my love even if it was short-lived. Without a doubt, I have lived the best life."

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Tsukumo and Kohaku came into the building supporting Cobra and ___.

"Where's Smoky?!" shouted Cobra.

___ let go of Tsukumo and ran towards her family.

She doesn't care who sees at this point, she's using every freakin power she can conjure out of her hands to save Smoky.

Takeshi looks at her "____, he's gone"

"No, no he's not. I can fix this," she whispers shakily.

Everyone sits around her and watches as the girl hovers above him trying to resurrect him.

Lala kneels down next to ____.

She lets out sounds of frustration mixed with sobs as she continues trying and saying "No, please, I can fix this" to herself as if it were a mantra. Her voice grows with her emotions. "I can fix this. I can fix this. I can fix this. I CAN FIX THIS! I CAN FIX IT!"

____ lays her head on Smoky's chest. "Why didn't you wait for me?" she whispers to him.

Lala pulls ____ away from her brother's body and into a hug. The two cry, having lost the person they both love most.

As everyone else digs a place to put Smoky to rest, Lala and ____ sit together with him. ____ fixed them into a position where his head laid on her lap as he always liked to do. Her sobs stopped, but tears continued to fall from her eyes as she healed the cuts and bruises making them go away. If she couldn't bring him back, at least she could make his wounds go away so that they didn't hurt wherever he was.

"Your tears shine just like the stars you make for the kids to play with. If he saw you like this he would tell you how pretty they are, but then he would wipe your tears and tell you that he liked it better when you smiled." Lala let a faint smile grace her face as she pictured how her brother would look speaking to ____ and brushing her tears away.

"He would take one look at us and ask who made us cry, then threaten to fight them afterward huh?"

"Yeah, yeah he would."

The boys came back to pick up Smoky's body. As they began lowering him down, ____ grabbed onto his arm.

"____, let him go. We will all miss him, but you have to let him go in peace," whispered Takeshi as he looked at the broken girl.

"I can't. I don't think I'm ready," ____ whispered back.

Cobra walked over to ____ and gently released her hand from Smoky's arm. "Let him go ____. He lived a good life and he's in a better place now."

____ begins to cry again as her beloved is lowered into the ground and covered. More tears came out of her eyes as he became less visible.

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The rest of Rude along with the girls stayed in the old Mugen warehouse for the night, not wanting to go to back to Nameless City quite yet.

No one was able to sleep, so they stayed up to talk.

"What happened while I was gone?"

"When we came back to tell Smoky that they took you, he knew that something big was about to happen. He told everyone to clear out, including me. I asked him what I was supposed to tell you once you came back and he wasn't here, all he said was to take care of everyone." A tear fell down Takeshi's face as he finished. ___ had never seen any of the Rude Boys cry since she became a part of the family. They always said that they didn't have time to cry, and that they always had to be strong.

Lala grabbed ___'s hand. "___, what happened to you when you were gone?"

"I was held captive in the same room as Cobra. We were both chained to the ceiling. Kuryu wanted information on Smoky, but neither of us would talk so we got beat up. The guy who was hitting me with a bat realized that my injuries were healing themselves. This caused them to experiment on me later and figured out that if I'm repeatedly injured, it takes longer for the wounds to heal. How is everyone holding up?"

She got all sorts of answers varying from "Not great", to "awful", and "I hate this".

"I know that we all miss Smoky, but let's not let his death keep us from continuing to live, okay?"

"Okay. For Smoky!" yelled the boys.

The group began breaking off into smaller conversations, Lala and ___ broke off to have girl talk.

"___, are you alright?"

"In what context Lala?"

"Losing my brother, getting beaten up, everything."

"If I'm being honest Lala, no. No, I'm not okay. The last thing I got to say to Smoky was 'I'll be back, wait for me' and I didn't even get to keep my word. He didn't live long enough to see me come back. Kuryu cronies' beatings didn't even hurt as much as when I walked into the warehouse and saw Smoky lifeless. I feel so useless. I would transfer life energy to Smoky and then practiced so hard to get my magic stronger, all for nothing to work. What is the point in being some other extraterrestrial being if I couldn't even do anything."

"You transferred your life energy into Smoky? Isn't that dangerous?"

"I think so. I started feeling the affects after the second time I did it."

"That's why you were super pale and tired that one day huh?"

"Yeah..."

"Do you know how mad Smoky would be if he knew you were doing that?"

"It's a good thing he never found out then isn't it?"

The two girls looked at each other and laughed, thankful that even in times of sorrow they still had each other to find light in.

"What about you? Are you okay Lala?"

"No, not really. I miss my brother, I'm worried about the rest of our family, and I'm worried about where we'll go from here. Will we all go back to Nameless City? We couldn't even bring ourselves to go back tonight, will we ever be okay again?"

"Smoky always said that he believed we were the strongest in SWORD, we'll be okay."

Lala looked at ___ and nodded. Smoky always believed they would fly higher than anyone else, they'll all be okay eventually.

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Rude Boys, Amamiya Brothers, Kohaku, Tsukumo, and Cobra sat together in the old Mugen warehouse.

___ hasn't talked to anyone else other than her family members since Smoky's burial. She sat with Lala who held her, knowing she needed the comfort.

After some time ___ got out of her spot and walked to Cobra. "Cobra."

"Hm?"

"Turn your head this way," she said as she pointed to her left.

He was confused but did as the girl said.

She held her hand up to his face and helped lighten the bruising. "That's all I can do because I'm a bit weak right now, but it'll help the bruises heal faster."

"Thank you ___." Cobra offered her the seat next to him on his motorcycle but she shook her head no and walked back to sit with Lala.

Lala looked at the two and smirked knowingly.

The other SWORD Gangs arrived, listening to how they would be able to take Kuryu down. With their plan down, everyone split up to do their respective tasks.

As Tsukumo, Sannoh, Lala, and ___ arrived at the second test center, they scoped out the area.

"It's only for women, we'll go in."

"Are you guys sure? ___ you're still weak from when we were captured."

"I'm fine. We'll be fine."

The two girls jumped in through the window and began sneaking around to look for Eri.

As the two girls were tip-toeing towards the noise, Lala looked at ___ and whispered. "My brother just died, can you wait a while before you start dating Cobra?"

"LALA," ___ whisper yelled. "I'm not dating anyone else. Come on, this way, it's not the time to make jokes we have to find Eri." Lala laughed at her best friend's reaction.

The girls entered a room and hid behind a pillar.

"Aunty." (Lala)

"Lala, ___."

"What happened?" (___)

"Eri. They're looking for her."

"Why Aunty?" (Lala)

"She was the first to test positive for the illness, but she's escaped."

"Where to?" (Lala)

"She went to-"

"Smoky's grave. She has to have gone back to Nameless City to say goodbye to him. She's young, not stupid. She must've known what would happen when Smoky sent all of you out."

Lala and ___ thanked the woman and went back out of the building the way they came.

"Eri was the first to get a positive test back." (Lala)

"Okay. Is she inside?" (Tsukumo)

"No, she's escaped to go see Smoky." (___)

"Let's get to Nameless City." (Cobra)

(Yes, ___ did jump on Mr. Junpei's motorcycle to get to Nameless City and Lala did make fun of her again for it later)

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(I don't know what happens to Nameless City or its residents after the third movie and I can't find any information online either so for the sake of this story I'm gonna say that the explosives were removed from Nameless City and the Rude Boys members are working to rebuild Nameless City for the residents to move back in.)

The SWORD gangs were able to rescue Eri and expose Kuryu, but unfortunately life didn't go back to being the same.

The Nameless City residents' home wasn't the same. The Rude Boys have to work to rebuild what once was.

Rude Boys are missing their leader. Takeshi wants to hand the role over to ___ but ___ insists that Takeshi take over the role as she sees him the most fit and assures him that Smoky would agree.

___ and Takeshi become closer as if they were blood siblings when he's feeling the weight of being the leader crashing down on him and she listens to his struggles and helps advise him as best as she could like she once did with Smoky.

Everyone visits Smoky's grave separately to talk to him. It could be for something positive that happened, or something negati ve. Whatever it is, everyone still felt that Smoky would always be leader and that he was listening and guiding them from somewhere far away.

Lala and ___ continue to be as close as ever. Lala makes fun of ___ because she is convinced Cobra has a crush on her while ___ fires back that if that's the case then Hiroto has a crush on Lala.

The two girls cry and mourn together but also bicker and have fun like real sisters.

Eri spends a lot of time with ___ because she feels as though ___ is the closest connection she has to Smoky. Eri doesn't ask the others about Smoky but runs to ___ knowing that she will always share stories and memories with Eri without hesitation.

Eri always remembers to tell ___ to engulf Nameless City with her positive energy at night because she knows the other kids miss Smoky and life before the incident as much as she does, and ___'s energy gives them a similar feeling.

The kids ask ___ to release stars at night more often so everyone can enjoy them.

Eri asks ___ for trails of stars at night so that they can guide Smoky back to them and watch over them. (screaming crying throwing up oh my god)

Life is getting better..... or so everyone thought.

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It's another day in Nameless City.

Rude Boys are gathering materials and supplies to restore their home when Kuryu Group vans start driving into their territory.

The Rude Boys members tell everyone to hide and get to safety.

Cain steps out of his car and stands in between his men. "Hello kids, I haven't seen you guys in a while. When did I last step foot here?" he puts his hand on his chin, pretending to think. "Oh! Right! When I laid waste to your leader."

"Why you-"

"Stop it Yu. Getting a reaction out of us is exactly what he wants. SWORD won against Kuryu, what the hell are you guys doing here? Get out of our territory or we fight." (Takeshi)

"I'm not here for a fight today. Everyone is allowed to stay in this little dump of a place you guys call home. I just want her," Cain says as he points to ___.

P and Yu move to stand in front of ___, blocking her from Cain's sight.

"No. Get out of here." (P)

"Ah but you haven't even heard the best part. I will leave and never come back to this city as long as I get ___. I'll take her peacefully, and let you all off. If you all refuse, I will kill everyone this time, and still take her after this whole place burns down. Take your pick. I know you want to protect your family, maybe choose the option where I don't have to kill everyone."

"I'll go." (___)

"WHAT?!"

"I'll go with them. We can't have all of our work go to waste."

"No ___. Don't do it." (Lala)

As ___ pushes through P and Yu, Takeshi grabs her arm. He whispered loud enough for the Rude members to hear but not Kuryu. "No ___, you can't. We need you here in Nameless City. What is everyone gonna do without you?"

"You guys have lived without me before, you can do it again."

"But Smoky said I had to take care of everyone."

"You are taking care of everyone Takeshi. You've been doing amazing at taking care of everyone and rebuilding Nameless City for our family. Letting me go is apart of taking care of everyone. If I don't go, they will lay waste to Nameless City 10 times over."

"But Smoky said-"

"I know Takeshi, but Smoky would've also done what is best for the family, right?"

"Yes..."

"This is the best move now. You're all going to be just fine. Like Smoky says, with the way you all are you will survive anywhere and fly higher than anyone else."

Takeshi slowly let go of ___'s arm. As she began walking towards Kuryu, Eri came out of her hiding place running.

"WAIT! ___!" she grabbed onto the girl's waist and held on tightly.

"You can't go too. Please stay. We're a family, we have to stay together."

___ bent down to be eye level with Eri. "Eri, we are a family, we will always be together even if you can't see me. You and the rest of the kids be good okay? Help your big brothers and sisters a lot okay?"

Lala came to take Eri away. Eri reluctantly let go of ___ and turned to cry into Lala's arms.

___ looked over her family and her home one last time and got into the van.

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Needles, poking, prodding, test results, start the process over. Not only was she being tested on, Kuryu cronies were allowed to beat her for "scientific purposes".

Oh how she wished this time she had Cobra chained on the other side of the room same as her to talk to in between getting beat up. But she's thankful her choice has allowed SWORD to live in peace.

Zenshin (the guy that Cobra kicked) walks in after one of Kuryu's punching sessions and bends down to her eye level. "Are those brats really all worth this? Not that I'm complaining. You've made us quite a good amount of money. Everyone is dying to come see the monster girl who is locked up here and get DNA samples."

"The only monster in this room is you," she said to him.

He laughs at her and leaves the room.

That night as ____ lays limply on the operating table, she looks up at the sky through the only small window she can see through in the warehouse and sees a shooting star come her way.

____ shakily puts her hands together, closes her eyes, and makes her wish.

Last time I wished for us to stay together forever. This time, I wish that in every life, our universes collide.

And with her last breath, ____ smiles and whispers “I love you in every universe Smoky. Please wait for me.”

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The Rude boys, Lala, and Eri sit together by their bondfire in silence.

“Where do you think ____ is? Do you think she’s okay?” (Takeshi)

Lala and Eri continue to look at the stars and realize that the stars look a little different tonight. The lone bright star they have been seeing since Smoky’s passing now has a star just as bright sitting next to it. The two stars twinkle at them as if they were calling out to the girls, trying to tell them something, and then it hits them.

“____ is okay. She’s with Smoky.”

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Letting other people hurt my feelings❌

Hurting my own feelings ✅

You made it to the end! Comments, feedback, likes, and reblogs are appreciated. (Please be nice to me and don't come for my throat. I haven't written since 2021 I am coming out of a long-ass writing block and I know my writing is bad lol.)

This story is not proof-read and my grammar sucks so...

Where are all my Smoky simps at? Why do I feel like I am by myself?! I need friends please come out of hiding😭

Please don't repost my work anywhere.

This is just an idea vomit/imagine post. I might turn it into a full story once I can put all these ideas into an actual story that doesn't have plot holes :) but we shall see.

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About the user!

Name: Bunny or Aaron (Bunny if I don't know you very well)

Age: 17

Gender: Transmasc

Pronouns: He/him

Triggers: Eating disorders, heavy gore and detailed suicide information

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Page warnings: Eating disorders may possibly mentioned as my characters have them. Suicide mentions (IN FAMILY SECTION)

Topics discussed will be from my own experiences, or problems I deal with on the regular.

My characters will share my trauma(with small spins especially in DC universe)

User is currently trying to get an autism diagnosis, so I may have trouble communicating at times. Be patient with me!

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DC UNIVERSE:

In some roleplays(like a flashback or when he is first meeting everyone) he will be 15 :)

Name: Shane Marshall Wayne

Age: 17

Gender: Transmasc

Hero name: Calico

Appearance: Brown hair dyed to look like a calicos

Undercut with bangs that slightly cover his eyes

5'3

Personality:

For Shane, he tends to act differently than "usual"

Sometimes he's all for a big hug!

Other times he's trying not to have a panic attack. Ohgodohgodohgod I can't breathe I don't like this-

He's usually quite clingy towards those he knows, Bruce has had Shane clinging onto him under his cape.

Known as a "soft" vigilante. He's not one for violence (there are times where his siblings have to pull him off of the guy) so he tends to help out with civilians or interventions. (Kinda like how swat teams have a person that tries to communicate with the suspect)

He's kinda like the Wayne familys emotional support

He's pretty gullible when his guard is down(aka with family)

Can be bribed with cuddles

Family:

Father: Ricky Marshall(DECEASED)

Mother: Candy Marshall(DECEASED)

Status: Orphaned

How did he become a Robin?

(This will change/differ between different Batdads :))

When Shane was 14 his father committed a murder suicide, killing Shane's mother and himself. Shane, being distraught from what had happened, ran out to the street, screaming and wailing. A dark figure loomed over him, concerned for the teen.

(I will add more later)

Other accounts:

Dakota Al Ghul Wayne: @the-sick-one

Abbadon: @bringer-of-karma

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island in the sun ☼

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✿ summary: CHARACTER ANALYSIS || Megumi Fushiguro is a teenager burdened with the stressors of the Jujutsu world. Quick to adapt a suicidal mentality, Fushiguro plans to seal his own fate. One day, something makes him rethink this ideology. Can an external light help reveal the light that shines from within? Inspired by Megumi's theme song appointed by Gege: Island in the Sun by Weezer! ☆

✿ w/c: ~3.6k

✿ warning: JJK S2 Shibuya Incident Spoilers! Graphic depictions of blood + scars, lots of mentions/discussions abt su!c!de

✿ a/n: in honor of the solar eclipse, i wanted to do a little sun/moon trope, ehehe~

i feel like megumi's character often gets overshadowed by gojo, itadori, or even geto by comparison. he deserved his own little spotlight and this weezer song has been on loop for me lately so i felt inspired to write this little bit. a little longer than what i usually write lol. hope u enjoy ♥︎

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I’ve always loathed summertime.

From as early as I could remember. 

I was four years old that wretched summer. The quaint apartment where Tsumiki and I stayed was uncomfortably hot. The air was thick and humid; it felt like an oven. The relentless heat oppressed us, making every breath a strained struggle. Our feeble fan, barely functional, merely stirred the stifling air around. Yet, Tsumiki claimed it as her own, propping herself up on our shared twin-sized mattress. She’d sit in front of the fan like a princess, desperately grasping for the slight relief it offered. She claimed she needed it more than I did… something about her being older than me or whatever… I don’t know. I sat to the side as I watched her, renounced to the floor.  Even though beads of sweat rolled down both our faces, I complied, my parched lips unable to voice my protest. I finished the last of the cold water, my last drop of hope from the insufferable heat.

I hated it.

Ever since that day that man-child, Gojo, introduced me to the concept of tanning. 

“What are you doing?” I asked as I spotted Gojo sprawled out on a beach chair in the backyard. “It’s hot, don’t you want to go inside?” 

“Nah,” he’d reply nonchalantly, rolling over to expose his backside to the sun. “I’d tan.” 

“What?”

The white-haired man chuckled. “I’m *tanning*. Y’know, sunbathing? That thing that gives your skin that golden complexion so you don’t look as white as snow.” Gojo’s skin practically glimmered under the scorching sun. It was as if he was born to be in the limelight. Which, let’s be honest, he probably was.

“Oh,” I muttered, uninterested. At the young age of seven years old, I couldn’t care less about my appearance. Why start worrying now?

“Why don’t you come to join me, ‘Gumi~?” he’d tease, knowing full well I had no interest. I couldn’t tan if I tried. I always burned. What’s it like to bask in the spotlight, I wondered. 

“I’m good,” I’d grumble, heading back inside. Cool, shaded, and away from the glaring sun. Always on the sidelines, that’s where I belonged, right? 

“Live a little, touch some grass for once,” Gojo would encourage me. It’s like he didn’t understand. Of course, he didn’t. How could he? He was crafted from stardust and moonbeams; the golden child. Handcrafted by some divine entity, if such a thing existed. Hell– he might just be God incarnate. Or at least he thinks so. 

It’s moments like these, that I ponder how Suguru Geto must’ve felt. 

Oh, to be taken under the wing of an underdog. 

But no. 

Summer was the bane of my existence.

I was always the last pick in kickball or any kind of sport. My athletic abilities were mediocre at best. Rumor had it that my biological father possessed some sort of absurd physical strength. Why couldn’t I be gifted like that? 

In airing my frustrations about my athletic abilities, I was always met with the same comment from Gojo. “Well ‘Gumi, sometimes other people’s curses are others' blessings,” he would say as he ruffled my hair. I couldn’t shake the feeling he was talking about becoming my guardian, even though he never said it explicitly. On the other hand, what was made crystal clear was Gojo’s disdain for my father, for reasons unknown to me. He always neglected to tell me any details about him, leaving me to wonder if his feelings towards my father stemmed from having to care for us at such a young age.

Summertime reminds me of my father. How he abandoned us. How he left us all alone in that sweltering apartment. How he entrusted me to the care at the hands of some kid. Everyone always reassured me that being sent to the Zenin clan was worse, but how could it be worse than this? Maybe they would’ve made me strong. 

After that summer, Gojo made sure to devote extra time to my sorcerer training. It marked the beginning of a turning point in my youth as I delved deeper into the realm of Jujutsu. 

Ten shadows dance in the twilight, silent guardians of unseen realms. Shikigami; conjured spirits from nine letters, veiled in mystery’s shroud. Eight Handled Sword General, the beast I yearned to summon— a lasting legacy, a testament to Fushiguro, the name that ate me alive. It became my identity sevenfold yet, I could only claim a sixth of what truly belonged to me. What even was mine? I train rigorously,  five days a week, no rest between, remembering who I fight for… “Deep breath,” Gojo’s advice echoes in my head. “Start on the count of three, take the plunge, and never second guess yourself…”

But the countdown halts before it reaches one. The crescendo never arrives.

“WITH THIS DIVINE TREASURE I SUMMON–”

One. Not even one single victory for me. 

I trained under the strongest sorcerer alive, yet I couldn’t even manage to go on one successful mission without being a complete failure. 

What was the point anymore? Did anything even matter? 

No sorcerer in history had ever tamed the general. How the hell was I supposed to be the one to tame Mahoraga? There's no way. It seemed impossible. I’d meet my end swiftly, a pathetic demise. Certainly, this technique would be a last resort, a futile attempt to take my assailant while sealing my own fate in the process. Would there be significance in dying like that? Was it all meaningless? Careless? Reckless?

That’s when it occurred to me. 

Maybe my death could be a statement— a testimony to my life; a reclamation of my identity. I would die a hero. I would dedicate my life to it, proving to everyone that I am capable of committing and sacrificing for a noble cause; that I'm not just a burden or a failure. I never shared my plan with anyone; it remained tucked away in the recesses of my mind, a sacred treasure awaiting its moment. Swing and ring, the final act of defiance…

The concept of death had once inspired me like a dog inspires a rabbit. But that resolve was fleeting. 

I remember it vividly– the summer when I was 12 years old. I happened to stumble across the song “Island in the Sun”. It played on the radio during a muggy afternoon as Gojo, Tsumiki, and I drove to a beach in Okinawa. Tsumiki seemed overjoyed to get out, while I couldn’t care less. As a child, times like this would excite me, even despite my hatred of summer, however, as I got older, my enthusiasm faded. As the song played on the radio, Gojo hummed along much to my annoyance. Tapping his index finger on the dashboard to the beat of the song, he began to mumble the lyrics. 

"When you're on a holiday

You can't find the words to say

All the things that come to you

And I wanna feel it too"

‘Feel what?’ I wondered. By then, everything already felt so numb. That was the summer I stopped caring. I couldn't care if I even tried. In my mind, my fate was predetermined. As a sorcerer, I would sacrifice myself for a noble cause, whatever it may be. Death no longer felt like something I had to run from, like a looming cloud of uncertainty. Instead, it felt like something I started to embrace, a one-way shot to confirming my own end. I thought about it frequently. Surely, that held some significance, right?

At first, the song annoyed me. It would always loop in my mind, and I could never decipher this feeling the singer sought to convey. The thought of a blissful paradise as an escapade sounded like an unobtainable fantasy. Still, the yearning to experience said sensations, or feel anything for that matter, lingered inside of me. No matter how many beaches I visited, that elusive ‘feeling’ never found its way to me; it always seemed out of reach. Driven by relentless curiosity, I found myself repeatedly listening to the song, hoping to remedy my situation. I hate to admit it, but I developed a bit of a fondness for the song.

Yet, as the years slipped away, that summer afternoon faded into memory.. Three years later, the echoes of "Island in the Sun" lingered faintly, but they were soon drowned out by the clamor of new challenges and experiences. The biggest challenge of my life to date was in Shibuya. 

Several hours before I set foot in the city, I found myself waiting outside a conference hall alongside my classmates, Itadori and Kugisaki. Annoyance gnawed at me as it became apparent that neither Kugisaki nor Itadori took the warnings from our elders seriously. This was a crucial mission, one fraught with peril, yet they treated it with casual indifference, passing the time with a game of tic-tac-toe while we waited.

Eventually, the pair grew tired of their countless games and resorted to casual conversation until the meeting was dismissed. I must’ve been preoccupied, thinking about the mission or something, as I shuddered when Itadori placed a hand on my shoulder. 

“Hey,” he says suddenly, his voice breaking through my thoughts. “Everything will be alright. Let’s just do our best out there, ‘kay?” 

Perhaps I was showing more emotion than I realized, but Itadori seemed to see right through me. He always knew what to say. However, couldn't allow myself to show well he was able to console me. Maintaining a tough exterior felt crucial. I’ve been let down too many times from a young age. There was no room for outsiders in my mind, just me and Tsumiki till the end. She was the only one I could truly trust.

“‘Course,” I replied, mustering a semblance of confidence. “I’m not going out there to half-ass things. Besides, Gojo will be there so everything’s fine. We’re just backup.” 

“Right,” Itadori responded with a nod. He gave my back a firm pat before flashing his signature grin. Seeing him smile reassured me that maybe, just maybe, everything would turn out alright. 

.   .    .

Everything did not turn out alright. Gojo was promptly sealed, and we, the backup, were thrust into the forefront of battle. After emerging victorious in an initial battle with Itadori, the chaos only escalated as the night wore on. 

Itadori and I split up to better help our comrades. In my attempts to save them, I found myself in need of rescue, saved by a stranger who effortlessly overpowered me. I felt utterly pathetic, convinced my end was near. 

As the night proceeded, the events that unraveled became more chaotic by the minute. I had tried to save my peers and ended up getting rescued by a stranger. The very same man proceeded to wipe the floor with me without breaking a sweat. I felt pathetic. I thought I was finished.  Suddenly, he asked, “Hey you, what’s your name?”

“Fushiguro.” 

“You mean your last name is not Zen’in?”

He held up his weapon, swiftly impaling himself in the head before me. 

“That makes me glad,” were his final words before he collapsed at my feet.

I owed my life to someone’s suicide. Over something as insignificant as my name? As if that name hadn’t already burdened me enough. Although I survived, that encounter only deepened my despair. I couldn’t shake the feeling that my fate mirrored his– if I wasn’t killed tonight, I was destined for a similar end. 

After witnessing one tragedy after another, I felt utterly drained. And now, just when I’m at my breaking point, some fool with a ponytail decides to pick a fight. My mind is still reeling from the encounter with the man who took his own life. I have no fight left in me; he caught me when I was at my weakest. 

Unless…

I’ve attempted this countless times before, but there was always someone to intervene to save me. But not tonight. Tonight, it’s just me.

I have to play my trump card. This is the night I finally sealed my fate. I couldn’t care less about my opponent’s strengths or weaknesses. This is my moment. My last resort. 

My moment had arrived.

"On an island in the sun

We'll be playing and having fun

And it makes me feel so fine

I can't control my brain"

It was absurd. Why now? Why did this stupid song have to worm its way into my head?

"With this divine treasure, I summon, Eight-Handled Sword, Divergent Sila, Divine General Mahoraga!"

I had finally done it.

‘I'm sorry, Itadori,’ was the last thought that crossed my mind. The melody of that cursed song faded into a distant echo just before I lost consciousness.

.   .   .

Did I black out, or had the world become brighter than ever? Sunlight blurred my vision, and I could hear the distant waves crash onto the shore. Birds chirped in a serene chorus and a gentle breeze carried warmth through the air. I woke up in paradise. 

Warm honey-colored eyes met mine. I squint as I cover my eyes from the distant sun rays to get a better look. “Fushiguro! Are you alright?” With his pink hair slicked back, a goofy grin spread across his face, and a warm tan gracing his skin, Itadori extended his hand out to me. “You took a pretty hard fall there,” he said, barely containing his laughter.

I looked to my left to find Kugisaki, a guilty expression written all over her face. “My god,” she exclaimed, a hint of annoyance in her voice. “Don’t scare me like that, I thought I killed you!” 

Itadori let out a hearty chuckle. “Kugisaki went a bit overboard with the spike and nailed you,” he explained, amusement evident in his voice. “No pun intended.”

Disoriented and confused, I scanned my surroundings. Didn’t I just die?. “Where are we?” I blurt out. Could this be the afterlife? Did Itadori and Kugisaki die in Shibuya too? No, this scene was too familiar, too tangible to be heaven. It was almost like a distant memory.

“The beach, dude,” Itadori replied, shaking his head as he helped me up with a strong hand. “Dammit, Kugisaki, you gave Fushiguro brain damage!” 

“I did not!” Kugisaki protested. “He’s just disoriented. Give him a minute!” 

Warm sand cushioned my feet, a limitless ocean stretched out underneath a cerulean sky. I look up and see a tall net, wavering in the salty air with each pull of the tide. I was standing on a beach volleyball court, wearing swim trunks and all. I was in the midst of a tropical getaway.

“When you're on a golden sea

You don't need no memory

Just a place to call your own

As we drift into the zone”

The lyrics of the song resurfaced, echoing in the back of my mind. 

I’m taken out of my daydream by two large hands cupping my face. “Dude,” Itadori’s voice broke through, bringing me back to reality. Was this reality? “Oh man, Kugisaki, he’s totally out of it!” 

For a moment, I melt into Itadori’s palms, a sense of calm washing over me. Maybe I did take a hard fall. Snapping back to my senses, I slap away Itadori’s hands from my face. “You idiot, I’m fine,” I grumble. 

Itadori’s expression turned blank before he burst into laughter. “Oh, no, he’s definitely fine! Never mind~!” he called out to Kuigisaki. Then, he turns to me with a warm and sincere smile. “I thought we lost ya there.” 

Warmth graces my cheeks, and I feel gradually flustered. My heart fluttered, and I felt the urge to melt in a puddle all over again, wanting to return his soft look. Instead, I rolled my eyes and turned away, walking myself to the sidelines to get some water. 

For once, the sun was beating down on my back, its warmth pleasant and balmy.  Similar to the flush on my cheeks, I wasn’t hating the heat for once, it actually felt… nice? Despite that, I found myself on the sidelines yet again.

Despite my current position, I felt my lips curl into a faint smile, relishing the rare enjoyment of the Summer atmosphere. The laughter of my friends filled my ears as I leaned back, warm sand beneath my palms, grounding me as I observed their lively game of volleyball. Itadori soared into the air for a powerful spike, momentarily blocking the sun. SLAM! The ball hits out of bounds, tumbling toward the ocean, and Kugisaki runs over to retrieve it. 

Meanwhile, Itadori approaches me once more, extending his hand. 

“C’mon Fushiguro,” he encourages me. “You gonna play or what?” 

I shake my head. “Go on without me, I’ll be fine.” I open my water bottle and take a sip. The water is thick and putridly warm. Itadori pouts at my answer, shaking his head. “You’re playing,” he decides for me. He reaches down for my hand and drags me onto the court. Instead of letting go, he pauses for a moment, allowing our fingers to intertwine. His palms felt warm and inviting, safe and secure. He turned his head towards me, radiating warmth that seemed to glow underneath the sun,  as he flashed the brightest smile I had ever seen. 

I look down and suddenly notice our position of holding hands. I feel a blush return to my cheeks once more, but I don’t fight Itadori’s gesture. Instead, I avert my gaze, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. 

“Something the matter, Fushiguro?” Itadori asked, genuine concern laced in his question.

I shake my head. “No.” 

Nothing was wrong. I felt… content.

It was like that one part in the song. My favorite part, actually: 

“We'll run away together

We'll spend some time forever

We'll never feel bad anymore”

I look down at our intertwined hands once more, admiring the stark contrast between Itadori’s hands and mine. His were larger, calloused, and adorned with various scars that spoke of untold tales of hardship and battles fought. It was like studying a map of various trials and tribulations. I found myself drawn to these marks, wondering about the stories behind each one. What did they signify? When did they appear? I never remembered him having so many scars on his hands before, though. Maybe it’s because I never bothered to look… but something felt off. 

As I continued to gaze, a sense of unease crept over me. It’s as if his hand was undergoing some sort of twisted transformation. The scars, once healed and faded, began to take on a form of livelihood, twisting and contorting into grotesque shapes. Suddenly, they erupted into fresh wounds, skin tearing at the seams, oozing blood that pooled around our intertwined fingers.

I watched as the crimson liquid stained our hands in a horrific display. Sounds of malicious laughter echoed faintly in the background, sending shivers down my spine. 

“Fushiguro?” Itadori's voice broke through, pulling me back to reality. His question was posed as if nothing was wrong. As if I was the one seeing things. Despite hearing his voice, I couldn't shake off the horror that gripped me. 

I wanted to look up, to find solace in his smiling face, to feel that familiar warmth in my chest. Yet, I couldn't tear my gaze away from his bleeding hands. The sight alone sent chills down my spine. I wanted to let go, to escape from this dream-turned-nightmare, but something held me back, like an invisible force chaining me to him.

“Fushiguro?” Itadori's voice sounded strained now, laced with concern. He called out my name again, each utterance heavier with urgency.

“FUSHIGURO?!” His voice escalated to a scream that reverberated through my mind, drowning out the unsettling laughter that continued to echo around us.

A dark ominous presence enveloped us. I felt shaken to my core. As my breathing escalated with panic, red pooled into my eyes as my surroundings gradually faded out. 

.            .            .

My eyes are hazy when they open, greeted by a world spinning in disarray. A pounding headache pulses through my skull, matched by a sharp, stabbing pain in my side. The ringing in my ears persists, Itadori's desperate shouts echoing relentlessly in my mind. I detect the faint scent of cigarette smoke, mingling with the metallic tang of blood that stains my face. Yet, strangely, there's no trace of blood around me.

I find myself sitting alone on a dimly lit streetside, faint illumination barely casting shadows around me. My gaze drifts upward, drawn to the imposing silhouette of a sky bridge above. In the distance, I can make out the faint figures of Shoko and Yaga, their presence a distant comfort amid bustling chaos.

I'm alive.

The realization washes over me like a tidal wave; relief with a gnawing sense of unease. Perhaps, deep down, I never truly wanted to die. The concept of mortality now looms over me with newfound weight, casting doubt on the meaning I once held about my fate. Maybe I didn’t want to die just yet. 

With weary eyes, I shift my gaze upward to the night sky, where the moon hangs alone amongst drifting clouds. A cool breeze sweeps through, stealing what little warmth remains. When did it become so cold? The moon's soft glow casts over the desolate ruins of what is now Shibuya, illuminating the remnants of a city once surging with life.

I squint, trying to keep myself awake. I focus on calming myself down by studying the moon. As I do so, my breath steadies, and I’m met with another realization: the moon owes its luminance to the light of the sun. Suddenly, only one thought encapsulates my mind: where is my sunshine now?

[tackyink]

Hi tacky!! While you enjoy your days as schoollady, I'm going to be extra annoying <3 (and I hope you don't mind ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)♡)

I saw this while I was still on exam period but didn't have the energy to ask but!! Now that I am (partially) free, I wanted to ask ˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙

From this writing ask game:

☼, ♡, ☾ and ☽ for A Little Courtesy?

And of course ∞ from this other ask game if it is not much to ask!!!

(I hope the hyperlink works ajshajsh this is the first time I have ever used that option in asks)

I couldn't mind less, I have so much free time inbetween calls and visitors that all interaction is welcome. \(￣︶￣*\))

☼: how i came up with the idea

I cannot for the life of me remember but I will post it if I do. I guess every few years I get possessed by a random YYH OC and become the ghostwriter of their autobiographies. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I remember thinking I wanted to write something with mythological flavor and that YYH was well suited for it.

Looking at my posts back then, I was on a Togashi kick, reading Level E and one of the newest mistranslated YYH volumes. I think I also went down a wikipedia rabbit hole of Japanese mythology and real life locations, then had the idea.

♡: my favorite part

I haven't written it yet! But of the ones I have, I'm especially fond of the guys approaching Wakaba for the first time and her being a wrong sentence away from throwing paint thinner at them. It was so messy. I love mess.

☾: how i thought people would respond to the fic

I thought they wouldn't! ☚(ﾟヮﾟ☚) Because basically no one read Anomaly on AO3 back in the day. To this day it has the saddest stats out of everything I've posted.

☽: how people *actually* responded

They did! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ Still not a ton of interaction, but it's very fun because most of you are recurring readers, so the comments get more unhinged and we get to bully the characters.

And for the music ask:

Shall we dance? Right under A sparkling rainbow, wearing a pure-white dress Playing and resounding the music of a lifetime, Let’s dance together while smiling

Toki no Jewel - Ichinose Tokiya (Miyano Mamoru)

I'm weak for Tokiya/Haruka; all of his songs are so sweet being a Quartet Night girlie I'm used to spice.

[pokikichuu]

MUSE | A Wangxian drabble.

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Warning: Major Character death.

This drabble includes: Immortal Wei Ying, Poet Lan zhan, Dead Lan zhan, angst but make it poetic, inspired by poetry (Iamnotapoet), love letter, this entire fic is a love letter, first person pov of wei ying.

Summery: Immortal Wei Ying falls in love with Lan Wangji, a Navy Soldier and poet. His faith catches onto him and he looses his love, down to the ocean. In order to forever engrave Lan Wangji's face in his mind, Wei Ying makes paintings and sculptures of him, waiting for the eternal end where he can get a glimpse of him again...

Word count: 969

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M U S E

Lan Zhan, my dear,

The smell of soil after a drizzle, the sound of leaves grumbling with the wind, the sight of the sun setting under a blanket of purple and orange clouds, the taste of fresh water after a run, nothing can compare to the feeling of your skin against mine. 

I don't remember when my life began, I don't see it ending anytime soon either. However, I remember one thing, when your eyes met mine, I felt the most alive. 

You were frowning, I was not. I met you on a whim, in the midst of an adventure, but I forgot my purpose when I caught a glimpse of you; your brunette hair flowing with the wind. 

You sat straight viewing the vast ocean in front of you, the sunset in front resembled your hazel eyes. Oh, you were breathtaking. I had gathered my courage to approach you, and with God's wish, I had succeeded. 

And since then, I remember my days clearly. 

At first glance, one might assume you were somewhat of a crude man, even I assumed the same. However, you were as gentle as a lily on a lake, your soft gaze, kind laughs and gentle kisses kept me awake at nights. Even during the sleepless nights, you laid by my side. Then I would admire your lips, your eyes, your pretty scar on your left cheek and you would chuckle.

Your chuckles were my favourite, it still is. It will forever be. 

When I look out into the sunset, I see your eyes. When I make my way to the market and come across the water lily on the lake, it only reminds me of your touch, your fragrance. 

Pity me, for falling for a sailor, a soldier, a poet and a writer. You were all those things, but to me, you were always my friend, my family and my lover. 

You had pages after pages of poems about my eyes, I had a hut full of paintings of your face. How can we be so different and similar at the same time? As if, you were the full moon who only shows up every twenty eight days, where me, the sun, waited to meet you everyday. 

Pity me, for waiting for you still, knowing you will never reach the shore. 

Pity me, for being a widower without ever eloping with you, my love.

My love,

You were the one I would paint with, laugh with, the one I was willing to die with. If only I had known, you would never return, I would’ve drowned myself in you, with you. 

Dying with the earth seems to be a blessing to an outsider, only I know, how much of a curse that is, how dying and lying beside your astray grave is more peaceful than living forever with the thought of you gone from this world.

Why? Why must I suffer? Why must I be cursed with such a power? 

I remember very less, my family, their image is something I can’t seem to recall. I only linger with their voices and some words they have written down; I cherish them. My acquaintances from childhood, I neither remember their faces nor their names. They have escaped my memory; like wind flows through spring. 

However, I can not bear to forget you. Forgetting you is equal to losing the most precious treasure of my life. I can’t bear it.

Slowly, my little hut became your shrine. The painting of you, your details that only I know of, your smile that only I saw, your gaze that only I received, each moment, each fond memory ended up on wrinkled paper with paint made from berries you and I planted together. Your face, body, hands, I captured them in soil from the island I first met you on. 

Tears roll down my freckled cheeks as I sculpt your face, from memory that is as vivid as my dreams of you. The softness of the soil can not justify your soft skin, however I had to make do of what I had. As my fingers go over your jaw, I almost expect the lifeless sculpture to smile and tell me “I love you,” like you used to. Oh, how I wish that came true! How I wish I could sculpt you back to life! 

All I, a hopeless man, can do is wish for something that is not meant to stay mine. 

God gifted me you for only thirteen years, equal to spec of dust in a desert compared to my lifetime. However, how pathetic am I to hold onto that for the rest of eternity? Hold onto a grain of sand and think of it as my desert?

Even the sunset in a desert reminds me of your eyes. 

My lips have gone chapped, by kissing the hard stone that I made into your lips. My fingers have calluses from moulding your pretty face out of the soil. My cheek now has the same scar you had, whilst mine was intentional. All my clothes have the same paint stains as the hundreds of paintings I made of you.

I would rather die than forget you, I wouldn’t let you be the gust  of wind that flows through spring, that blows through my mind in a few years.

I don’t know when My time will come, but when I will get to meet you, if I do, I want you to look at me the same way you did for thirteen years. With your eye-smile, with your blushed ears and with a tight hug.

I will forever wait for that day, while I spend my life recreating you in every art form there is.

Except poetry, as you were the best at that.