#I made this while still recovering from my concussion lmao

[saunteredserpent]

has this been done yet

[sugar-petals]

Can u introduce yuzuru to us the caro way?👀

so you want to know about the one and only. ♡😌

yuzuru hanyū (25) of sendai, japan: the most beautiful ice prince with a heart of gold.

….an artist clearly not of this world, he’s been sent to us from another realm. 19 world records, two olympics won, dubbed the greatest figure skater of all time. and the most precious bean on top of that.

but let’s start from the beginning, shall we ♥︎

so, want to spot yuzu on the ice? use this checklist. slender silhouette, an even slimmer waist, feather-like outfits (he sketches those himself; the fandom lovingly calls him swanyu), soft blushy face. he has great androgyny.

outside of performances, you see him either with a deer’s gaze or the brightest, biggest eye smile. also, he’s usually found sitting with his wife: 

which is the ice 😄 these two are together forever. you can discern yuzu from a mile away by how he treats his working ground. 

there is a purity to him. you’d not guess that this is one of the most ardent athletes if you didn’t see what’s around his neck after competitions. the guy’s cuteness is as compelling as his skating technique.

look for it: yuzu’s face is super suave and rosy up close, even after his most energetic performances. some men are handsome, others pretty, he is both. 

even acoustically, he’s hard to miss. applause is all around, and he’s highly expressive. if you see a crying young man getting the high score, that’s yuzuru hanyu. you’ve not seen more beautiful happy tears.

and score reactions, anyway:

so, aye loves, the rumors are true. a cutie-pie off the ice, animated, a real unabashed meme — yuzu is easy-going, talkative. cheery, cheeky, one of a kind. his facial expressions are a league of their own.

if you thought this is the sort of guy who watches cat videos, you are correct 😄

yuz-uwu hanyu, everybody:

his undoubtedly feline behaviour is often unexpected, it stands out with its adorableness, too. a sweetheart par excellence. 

and, how else could it be: vice versa, the big beast on the rink. he’s cutesy, dorky, very well-spoken in daily life, but when it comes to skating, his seriousness escalates. you blink once and suddenly hanyu is a bedazzling, strutting lion :’D his performances stun with confident elegance.

he becomes full of ardor, drama, and focus. you’d never suspect so much fire burns in him. a showman and ambition icon, hands down. 

his skating is dynamic, perfected, and emotional. if you want to see art and the extra mile, tune in when hanyu competes.

the downside is; more light, more shadow. it leaves him crawling on the ice afterwards. yuzu performs so hard, it’s worrying.

he delivers it all. you won’t believe it:

this guy is an asthmatic.

the symptoms aren’t as bad as they used to be, but there are still regular attacks. he said that he’ll never take it as an excuse and often recalls how he started skating because of it. he’s a badass, extremely inspiring. yuzuru defies all limits, including gravity. his jumps have legendary status. 

off the rink, you guessed it: he turns into a wholly different person. 

it all dissolves completely when he’s dorking around again. 

don’t let it deceive you, he’s the no other option than first place type. he could not be any more decorated with titles, he achieved the grand slam in all competitions as of 2020. and still, king of sportsmanship hanyu is respectful and smiley towards all colleagues and never lets anyone feel left out. especially when it comes to his juniors (e.g. yuma kagiyama, 16, below) which says a lot about him.

he bows in every direction before an audience, too. lower than a 90° angle, even. this is more polite than any existing formality in japan.

talk about audience: i introduced fellow japanese skater shoma uno last week, who’s more uncomfortable with social contact and aggression. yuzu, extrovert he is: the exact opposite. he withers away with no people and competition. he’s befriended rivals, had crises over not having someone who could challenge him. when a competitor retires, he’s the one crying in their arms (e.g. with team mate and bff javier fernandez from spain below).

beside his competitive spirit and princely wow factor, hanyu is popular for his winnie pooh tissue box that he caresses, squeezes, and carries everywhere. he loves good luck charms & rituals, pooh is the most important one.

fans throw pooh plushies on the ice after his performances because of it. since it’s gotten so intense, yuzu recently started cleaning them up himself on top of the flower girls for the upcoming skater who could get delayed otherwise. (more about what happens with the piles of plushies later.)

so, the burning question is. 

what made yuzuru hanyu emerge so outstanding an entertainer? how does someone causing so much uproar become like that? it’s not just what kind of appearance he was given, although he really looks his part to a T. you don’t have to be an insider to see it right away.

like literally to a fault. and you can tell the way his blades sound on the ice is different. it’s soft even if he does the most hardcore quadruple jumps. i think it’s because his drive to do this is a higher one, hanyu has an altered relationship with the ice. where his devotion comes from has a more severe reason so, massive trigger warning. 

this is no exaggeration: yuzuru is considered a hero to the japanese. a survivor of the earthquake 2011, he narrowly escaped the collapsing rink in his hometown on that very day. he’s often talked about how the ice shattered underneath his feet and it was the moment that defined his life forever. he could have been dead by the age of 16. his motivation has been set ever since. this man is compelled by something bigger, that’s why you hear it and you feel it. he wants to skate not just for himself but others and seize every day. 

much of his copious charity work — that’s where all the pooh plushies go — went to mend the consequences of the tsunami ever since, he’s looked upon as a great hope in japan. the minister gave him the people’s honor award in 2018. 

now you know why yuzuru has such a fanbase and treats the ice as sacred, you see it in every gesture. his manners are without a single flaw, he helps staff repair the ice after performances. 

you might think it’s odd, but he honors the ground. he’s invested in the integrity of it. that’s why he’s the best skater. it’s gratitude and the will to live fully.

he hates to fall on the ice, he hates to damage it. alongside his feathery weight, that’s why the sound he makes while gliding along is so tender. 

i think that’s also why hanyu’s signature element is the ina bauer. it doesn’t rely on brutal force, instead this element slides across the rink like a swan. yeah, oh my god.

it’s his most well-known dramatic move. the way he surrenders into it. 

hanyu’s back arch and perfect split allow him to do elements no other male skaters can. his biellmann spin, for instance. i know, it’s ridiculous.

and those are just two elements of dozens and dozens. hanyu is a kinetic wizard. i highly rec this record-breaking delivery of his olympic program. in front of his home crowd! he’s just… mind-boggling. i live for his smiles here.

exceptional skater, exceptional mentor: it’s time we look at another puzzle piece that made yuzu the way he is. the masterful brian orser is hanyu’s beloved coach. missing gold by just one mistake at the olympics 1988, brian is now committed to give others what he couldn’t have— successfully so.

orser took the ice prince to gold twice, this hasn’t happened in 66 years. brian is the nicest and most supportive pooh carrier and yuzu’s utmost rock. hanyu’s talent rests safely in these hands.

he gets strict about punctuality lmao! but other than that, his guidance is gentle. canadian he is, brian’s courteousness mixes well with yuzu’s politeness. their bond is strong. as. hell. 

brian picked up yuzu from rock bottom several times. most fateful being hanyu’s accident with a fellow skater during competition warm-ups nov 2014. they collided at a high speed, it was unspeakably nasty. yuzu got knocked out for half a minute and had grave breathing problems but still decided to skate on with what later turned out as an almost-concussion. brian was the most worried ice dad in the world that day.

yuzu cried and crouched and bled like mad and my heart has been broken ever since. i hope he never suffers like that again. promise me you don’t search up the video, it’s a harrowing watch like a stab to the chest. sadly enough, hanyu’s body has still been a notorious wreck, esp. ankle issues regularly give him a hard time 😔

it hurts like a bitch with every jump landing but he takes meds and still manages to win, god knows how. sometimes even with crutches on the podium. at his worst, he’s still the best, it’s a tragedy.

he’s been recovering, or always is, but he pushes himself through injuries. his ambition and perfectionism are boundless. the cause is more important to him than his well-being. this is not an easy guy to stan once you see how he sacrifices and self-destructs. so, it’s good someone protects him. 

mostly from himself because nobody has profoundly surpassed hanyu. he has let himself no choice than to contest himself. not even health, only age can stop yuzu. i think that brian understands this ‘curse of a genius’ effect. his mere presence can make hanyu say these rare words:

his two other coaches contribute to that. tracy wilson (left) has proven to understand his playful side the best while ghislain briand (right) helps yuzuru deal with his fears. so you got 3 people taking care of the golden boy. brian once said: “he is very sheltered” and you can see it’s true.

yuzu eased into learning english and communicates well with his coaches. like with everything, he studies hard and often forces himself to speak during interviews to practice. his skills are astounding. his speaking voice is also very soothing, very amicably low and high alike. yuzu is highly intelligent. he always says something eloquent and interesting.

now, privately, hanyu is very much like you’d expect someone so devoted to skating would be like. he doesn’t go out, has no social media, can’t eat nor sleep very well. no cameras allowed during practice. it figures he is attached to winnie pooh, think about it. in the cartoon, pooh is someone who sleeps, eats, and engages with friends plenty. 

these are the things hanyu can’t do, doesn’t have time/energy/incentive for. he is barred from balance in life but can at least admire this little carefree plushie for it. especially because pooh represents eating lots while yuzuru doesn’t have a good relationship with food (he says it doesn’t go well with jumps etc.), hanyu lives vicariously through him. 

what’s more, you have to see how he throws himself onto others and never wants to let go, yuzuru is extremely cuddly. 

to the degree that mere social customs can’t meet how much he really needs. so, what else can he resort to, he loves mascots and plushies. it’s how the tale goes in japan generally, tough work ethic, high responsibility, high pressure, so people turn to cute fluffy things.

he always fondles pooh’s head, even pretends he’s come to life so he has someone to snuggle with. i think that his isolated lifestyle doesn’t help. so, he gets his affection at least there, you can see how happy it makes him. and again: he does this all for charity.

that’s why fellow skaters are so important to hanyu. it really brings out his social spirit and comforts him best, it’s so wholesome. i’ve not seen someone react so relieved to being embraced, like he’s not been touched for months. skating this, skating that. at the end of the day, hanyu wants love.

as he once said, what motivates him is to express himself in the first place. hanyu is a romantic. it’s written all over him. it reflects in his music choices, his elegant motion, how he designs his outfits:

… and how thoughtfully he talks about marriage. he has big plans for starting a family and coaching after he retires. i won’t be the only one squeezing lucky charm pooh in my imagination so it turns out well for him. please make this heart of gold heal and see all his wishes come true ♡🐻

[fizzingwizard]

Yay it’s my favorite time of the week! Digimon Adventure:! Can’t believe we’re already at episode 16! This week somewhat recapped the mission we’ve been on for... 14 episdoes now x’D and I realized I forgot all kinds of shit. It’s so funny, when I was ten and watching Digimon Adventure I could remember everything, but now that I’m sadly an adult I can’t keep track of these high paced children’s shows!

(Supposedly they spoon feed kids stories so they can understand it more easily... but I gotta say I think I’m the one that needs the help, bahahaha)

ALSO... apparently there was an earthquake this morning! It was too north of me so I didn’t feel it (I was... also sleeping >-> so...) But it was right when the show started airing so the info came scrolling across the screen. At first it said

“Just in case, be careful of tsunami”

and like just three min or so later

“There is no need to worry about a tsunami due to this earthquake”

Phew! Also, Digimon causes earthquakes! Hide yo wife hide yo kids! Is that meme still current?? Does it matter???? I’m a millennial, boomers hate me, gen Z hates me, at least let me have my memes! XD

OK enough goofing off, on to what really matters, freaking Digimon man! This episode gave me tons of Taichi spam. Mmm my favorite kind of spam! But it also gave me avocado cheeseburger spam too!

So although I completely forgot about it, I was pretty excited for this ep when they allegedly return to the real world! Last week’s preview made it pretty obvious it was going to be either a fake reality or the evil Digimon had taken over the real world much more deeply than we realized. Fake reality made the most sense. But they tried to trip us up anyway! The opening shots are clear references to the famous episode 21 of 99 Adventure, although given that was the best animated episode of the entire show, this one just doesn’t do it justice.

He’s not sweating, the sun isn’t as intense... it just makes Fizz nostalgic

Finding them suddenly home, the kids are all pretty bewildered at first. Predictably, Mimi is the first to recover. What motivates her?

AVOCADO CHEESEBURGER! AVOCADO CHEESEBURGER!

From Burger Jack’s bahahahaha

Mimi starts excitedly listing all the things she wants to do now that they’re home. Aside from eat delicious burgers, she wants to take a shower, change clothes...

I’m like “Oh, so these kids HAVE been feeling the effects of how much traveling they’ve been doing!”

Seriously though why didn’t anyone comment on it before now?? In 99 Adventure most of the kids couldn’t shut up about the lack of basic necessities and creature comforts. It was really easy to feel how much they were struggling! Everyone in this series is so darn serious all the time. Sora even brought that big bag of emergency supplies but we only rarely see it get used.

Taichi and Koushirou are a little more wary, though they come across as mainly confused.

Mimi wants to go eat burgers right off, but Taichi convinces her they should go home first. “Oh yeah, I have parents” - Mimi, probably.

They get on a train. The Digimon are very cute. They finally notice that no one’s paying attention to them. It took 0.3 seconds for Tokyoites in ep 21 of 99 Adventure to start freaking out over Koromon, so this was a big clue if you somehow missed that there’s something not right.

On the other hand, for a world that is presumably an illusion created by some Digimon, it sure is, er...

... accurate in surprising ways, bahahaha

(no seriously did we NEED bikini girls?? did we NEED them? I know it’s everywhere on every train for all kinds of proucts but did we NEED them here)

(the TEEN 17 in particular is killing me)

Some gratuitous Taichi spam

Mimi lives in the affluent Shibuya area now so the kids split up to continue on home. I love Taichi called her ‘ojousama.’

Taichi wonders if Yamato and the others got home okay too. Koushirou wonders if whatever was causing the blackout has really been defeated. (Mimi’s theory is “Sora-san and the others must have done something about it!” Which I just liked because by naming her she identifies Sora as the one she feels closest to awww)

They won’t say it, but the truth is these two are kinda disappointed... lol

However they won’t be disappointed for long... because this midnight train really isn’t going anywhere. *wink* see what i did there

Mimi’s walk home has also turned into a labyrinth. Which is totally normal for Toyko subways really. Mimi gets so tired from walking that she starts hallucinating that Palmon’s head is in fact an avocado.

Girl you got a problem but no judging. I got the same problem.

AVOCADO BURGER!! Think of it in your heart and it will appear!

Now that’s not creepy at all.

Several episodes ago we learned that Mimi has never seen The Mummy. Apparently she’s never seen any horror movies at all, because she still approaches the counter to order her freaking burger even after seeing the cashier’s shadowy clearly evil visage.

YOU GET WHAT YOU PAY FOR LITTLE GIRL

On finally realizing that this train can’t go anywhere but Shibuya, Taichi and Koushirou get off and reunite with Mimi, who has learned nothing and continues talking to people. The only possible result of this is...

... creepy eyes appearing and trying to EAT her

Mimi: “Taichi-san!!”

she could ask her partner for protection but Taichi’s around and he’s everyone’s big brother so

The cause of all this mischief turns out to be this creepy dude! He’s kind of cute!

Also rather larger and more solid than I anticipated!

Of course this nightmare won’t end so easily.

You know you’re in for it when the walls are covered in glowing red eyes. That uh, shoot laser beams at you.

Cyclops: Not lasers! Concussive optic rays!

It turns out there wasn’t just one creepy dude, there were many. I’ve found my Halloween costume!

Our heroes finally figure out that this world is not their real world when they come across these tetris people.

For someone who’s never watched a single scary movie, Mimi does an impressive white-girl-in-a-horror-flick face.

I know she’s not white I’m saying she’s good at impressions she should become a comedienne

Now that we know the blackout in Japan is still ongoing and causing all sorts of issues, we get our usual peek into what’s going on for the people of Tokyo. We get to see Hikari! She’s cool as a cucumber. Her mom’s freaking out and packing a suitcase. Her mom says “Hikari go get ready!” Hikari just says “Oh I’m ready anytime!”

Hikari: I’m not worried about anything, big brother’s taking care of it!

Awww we get to see Miko! And that looks like a cat carrier <3 Mom’s not leaving their furry friend behind in the dark while they evacuate to grandpa’s place in Ibaraki...

... She is apparently cool with leaving behind her only son though! X’D

The letter reads “Taichi, we’re going to Grandpa’s place in Ibaraki. Call me when you get home.” The arrow says “Address.”

Ibaraki is a bit over an hour from Tokyo (I used to live there!) so not too far and very easy to get to by train. Still... there’s a huge power outage, I can only assume Mom’s reason here really is evacuation and not just “seems like a great time to go on a visit!” but she doesn’t know where one of her kids is and she’s just like “eh no worries he’ll figure out his way home!” Does she KNOW her son is 11? Japanese kids use trains very independently but again, POWER OUTAGE. ONE HOUR+ AWAY.

I’m remembering episode 1 when Taichi was acting like such a Dad and his mom was totally on board. Apparently that is going to be a Thing in their family. Taichi is the kid in Home Alone. Scratch that, he’s like the pets in Homeward Bound X’D

Mimi is understandably disappointed that she doesn’t get to shower... I mean see her parents... I mean, eat a freaking avocado cheeseburger

But Palmon knows how to make her feel better. “We’ll come back here someday and eat avocado cheeseburgers together.”

Mimi: “Heck YEAH I’m psyched!! AVOCADO CHEESEBURGER!”

this show understands the only true way to a woman’s heart is through food.

Our heroes are surrounded by Homunculus from FMA.

They merge together forming the aptly named EYESMON!!! lmao

Look at freaking long Greymon’s cyborg arm is. Whut.

AtlurKabuterimon gets hit by a train buhaahaha. Somehow this was way funnier to me than Lilymon getting hit by a plane or buildings falling on MetalGreymon.

The kids are outnumbered when look who appears!

The three of them sitting on Zudomon is the cutest thing ever also I JUST NOTICED ZUDOMON’S DOLPHIN PATCH WHAT THE HECK HAS THAT ALWAYS BEEN THERE!??!?!?!!?

So this was the reunion ep after all! I’m a little disappointed just because I wanted something more dramatic.

What Fizz, illusion magic and homunculi plus exploding Shibuya isn’t dramatic enough for you?

I mean EMOTIONALLY dramatic. Like, someone should hug.

Oh well. This is the face Taichi makes when he sees Yamato. D’aww. I guess i’ll be satisfied with this.

Yamato gets them started on a plan and they all fight as a group!! But Koushirou’s realized that this Digimon, whatever it is, is what’s causing the blackout. They can’t properly defeat it...

... and it’s already the night of the third day. Soon their 72 hour window will be up. Then Ariel will turn back into a Mermaid and the Sea Witch wins :’<

We end with an ominous digivolution! Next week....

Orochimon!!! I love multi headed monsters.

More Taiyama action!!! Lookin a bit beat up but still cool!

OK so in sum this episode was pretty fun. I still feel like the writers for this season just don’t dig in deep enough to really make things come alive. They’re so concerned with battles that they miss moments for fun character interactions etc. And in the end, the whole of this episode can be recapped simply as “They discover the world they’re in is an illusion and they fight the bad guy.” However, we got a lot of fun with Mimi in particular, and though we didn’t get the kind of Taishiro teamwork my heart yearns for, at least we saw them sticking together and hashing things out.

I really do hope this show dials up the character relationships a bit soon though. We keep getting tidbits so it’s not like they don’t have things planned. It’s just a matter of execution. Anyway I’m happy to have the whole group (well as many as we’ve got so far) together again!

[juju-on-that-yeet]

With Friends Like These, Chapter 3/5

Wow, something good happens, astonishing! :0 This isn’t much of a spoiler considering the first sentence of this chapter lmao

Tags: @spookyscarydarky @monster-king-gavin @chaotic-cri-art @peribloke

No warnings this chapter.

Read on AO3!

Read on Tumblr: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Enjoy!

~

When Yandere wakes up, he feels foggy. His mind is swimming and he can’t open his eyes. For a long moment, he wonders if he’s dead.

No, if he were dead, he’d ironically be in a lot more pain. Not that he isn’t already in pain; the side of his face is throbbing, and his neck feels like he slept on it wrong for a hundred years. He moves his tongue around in his mouth and feels stitches, gauze, a few holes where teeth used to be, and something metal attached to his gums. He recognizes the groggy, numb feeling caused by morphine in his systems, making him drowsy. Eventually, he opens his eyes, and almost immediately closes them against the bright hospital lights. That’s when he hears movement from beside him, and then a voice.

“Oh, sorry hon, let me just…”

Yandere hears a few footsteps, then a light switch flicking off.

“There, that should be better. Can you open your eyes again?”

Yandere does, and he sees that the room is indeed dimmer. He also sees Dr. Iplier sitting in a chair beside his bed. Some of the tension Yandere wasn’t aware was in him drains away; he’s in the clinic, he’s safe. Dr. Iplier smiles at him and ever so gently strokes his hair, keeping his hand on the uninjured side of Yandere’s head.

“I’m so glad you’re okay, kiddo,” Dr. Iplier murmurs, “You were in pretty bad shape.” He shakes his head. “Skull fracture, shattered jawbone, concussion, missing teeth and lacerations, not to mention the bruising and the tear in your esophagus.”

That must have been the burst Yandere felt in his throat before, and the strange, uncomfortable sensation he feels in it now.

“I don’t want you trying to talk right now,” Dr. Iplier continues, “You wouldn’t be able to talk much, anyway, with everything going on here.” He gestures to the injured side of Yandere’s face. “If you were a human you’d never talk right again, but even as a figment, you’ll be recovering for a while.”

Yandere would frown if he felt he knew how to with half his face out of commission. He settles for furrowing his brow instead.

“I know, hon,” Dr. Iplier says in response, smiling sympathetically and giving Yandere’s hair a gentle ruffle. “I promise you’ll be able to talk a bit in a few days, but we’ll have to see how you heal. In the meantime, I did get this…”

Dr. Iplier pulls away from Yandere to grab something on the nightstand. Yandere is handed a plain red notepad, with small tear-away pages, and a retractable pen.

“I know you like red, so this was the best I could do without leaving the clinic,” Dr. Iplier says.

Yandere clicks the pen, writes something, and holds it to Dr. Iplier:

Thanks, Dad :)

Dr. Iplier beams, but also looks like he might cry.

“Aw, no problem, sweetheart,” he murmurs. He takes one of Yandere’s hands in his, the one not holding the pen, and brings it to his lips, softly kissing Yandere’s knuckles. “I love you so much, son.”

Warmth surges through Yandere’s body, overcoming the pain for a brief moment. It doesn’t escape his notice how careful Dr. Iplier is being with him. He can’t help but smile a little automatically, even if it stretches the bandages uncomfortably and makes his cheek ache. He uses his free hand to write on the notepad again.

<3 <3 <3

It’s about as close to how Dr. Iplier's words make him feel as he can get.

“You're too cute,” Dr. Iplier laughs, letting go of Yandere's hand. “Now, can you tell me what happened? I want to see if you’re experiencing any memory loss.” He pauses. “That, and I do actually want to know what happened. We walked into quite the scene earlier.”

Yandere's brow furrows again as he writes.

We?

“Everyone at the meeting could hear the noises coming from the dojo,” Dr. Iplier explains, “Dark and Google got there first.” He shakes his head. “They'd still be there yelling at each other if I hadn't shown up. They wanted someone to blame for what happened to you and Chrome, but they couldn't exactly ask you two what was going on.”

Yandere definitely remembers what happened. He begins to write, laying the notepad on his lap for Dr. Iplier to read each word as it comes. Yandere shudders a little as he writes, thinking about Chrome's hands around his neck and that damn kanabo he should've realized was loose from the wall.

We were sparring and a kanabo fell off the wall! It’s like a big baseball bat with spikes. It hit Chrome in the head and hurt him really bad. He started glitching and I think his objectives got scrambled or something? He got this really blank expression on his face, and he chased me down and fought me and strangled me! I probably could've defended myself because he kept glitching, but I didn't want to hurt him worse! Especially since I'm the one who slammed him into the wall, and I didn't notice the kanabo coming loose, and I tried to get help but he pulled me back to the dojo and I couldn't

“Hey,” Dr. Iplier says softly, placing a hand over Yandere's furiously scribbling one, stilling it. “It’s okay, it wasn't your fault. You can't predict the future, you didn't know all that would happen.” He rubs his thumb over Yandere’s hand as he continues. “I had a feeling it was some freak accident that got you two hurt.”

As much as Yandere feels comforted by Dr. Iplier's hand over his, he moves out if his grip to write again.

Is Aka-kun okay?

“Well, he’s not dying,” Dr. Iplier says, “But he's as bad off as you. The–” He looks at Yandere's notepad again. “–Kanabo did a number on him, according to the other Googles. It might take him longer to heal than you, just because of all the complicated parts he needs fixed and replaced. They probably won't wake him up until he's nearly repaired.”

Yandere writes again as a sinking feeling spreads through his stomach.

It hurt him that bad?

“It wasn’t just the kanabo,” Dr. Iplier admits, “There was also…well, I might get in trouble for telling you this, but Dark threw Chrome into the wall when he found you.”

Yandere whips his head towards Dr. Iplier, so fast it sets off a new wave of pain in his neck. The shock on his face is somewhat cut by his wince, but his feelings are clear all the same.

“In his defense,” Dr. Iplier explains, “Chrome was still strangling you when he got there. He wanted to protect you, but he certainly wasn’t gentle about it. Chrome’s head injury is worse, but getting thrown into the wall still did some damage.”

Yandere frowns, as much as he can with his bandages.

Are you sure he’ll be okay?

Dr. Iplier smiles sympathetically as he reads Yandere’s words.

“I’m sure he will,” he says, leaning forward and kissing Yandere’s forehead. “He’s even tougher than you are, and the Googles know what they’re doing.” Yandere continues to stare at the doctor expectantly, so he sighs and continues. “And his time was still blue, kid. If I thought he was dying, I promise I’d tell you.”

Yandere feels a lot better to hear that, but there’s still guilt lingering in the pit of his stomach. He can’t help but feel like the whole thing was his fault, that he should’ve seen that kanabo was close to falling. He could’ve stopped Chrome from getting hurt, and he could’ve stopped himself from getting hurt, too. And who knows how Chrome will feel when he wakes up? Will he even remember what happened? Yandere almost hopes he doesn’t.

“How about I let Dark and Wilford know you’re okay?” Dr. Iplier asks Yandere, snapping him out of his reverie. “Dark’s pretty worried, and Wilford, well…he’s not that worried, to be honest, but you know how he is. He’ll be glad to see you awake. Dark is out in the waiting room, and so was Wilford last I checked.”

Yandere gives a small nod. Hearing their names makes him realize how much he wants to see them, too.

Wilford ends up coming in first, hugging Yandere tight and practically lifting him out of the bed.

“There you are, kiddo!” he laughs, “I knew you’d be alright.” He pulls away enough to look at Yandere and wink. “Dark and Doc are old worrywarts, but I did my best to set them straight!”

“For God’s sake Wilford, be careful with him,” Dr. Iplier scolds, “The poor kid’s still healing; swinging him around like that isn’t going to make him feel any better.”

As happy as Yandere is to see Wilford and get one of his bear hugs, he has to admit that it’s made him pretty dizzy and set up a dull ache at the back of his head. The happy yet dazed expression on his face reflects that.

“Fine, Fun-Ruiner,” Wilford huffs, putting Yandere back on the hospital bed. Dark approaches as Dr. Iplier helps Yandere get back under the covers.

“Have a little decorum, Wil,” Dark sighs, “Yandere’s been through a lot today.” When he looks to Yandere, his gaze is warm, and Yandere’s heart flutters at the sight.

“Well, I’m gonna go back to my studio,” Wilford says, “Where I can do things without getting yelled at.” He pats Yandere on the head, miraculously avoiding his injury. “Get well soon, kiddo. Studio work is more fun when you’re there!”

Yandere beams, or tries to, anyway, as Dark and Dr. Iplier roll their eyes at Wilford’s petulance. Wilford teleports away, leaving the three alone.

“I’m glad you’re alright, love,” Dark says, giving Yandere a gentle smile as he sits in the chair beside his bed. Yandere scoots closer to him without even thinking about it, eagerly snuggling against him as Dark wraps his arms around him. Dark doesn’t make any sound, but Yandere can feel the chuckle rumbling through his chest against his cheek. Yandere can’t help his smile as he feels Dark kissing the top of his head. He then lifts his head to address Dr. Iplier.

“How is he right now? I’m already aware he can’t speak…”

“He’s on some pretty good painkillers, so the pain should be minimal,” Dr. Iplier answers, “Though, I wouldn’t say he’s comfortable. He hasn’t exactly complained so far, little trooper that he is.” He grins at Yandere, and Yandere returns it as best he can. He pulls away from Dark so he can write on his notepad again, tearing off the old page to start a new one.

I’m pretty sore, but it’s not too bad! It’s definitely not comfortable, no. Mostly because of all these bandages, I can’t even move my mouth that much without stuff pulling.

“Sounds about right,” Dr. Iplier says. He speaks to Dark again. “I told him already, but it’ll be a few days before he can start to talk. I’m not going to let him overdo it.”

“Good,” Dark replies. He looks back to Yandere. “I imagine you’re exhausted, so I won’t stay long.” He cups Yandere’s uninjured cheek with one hand, and Yandere feels it start to heat up with blush. “But I have to ask, love…what on earth happened?”

Yandere’s expression subdues as he takes up his notepad to answer. He’s beginning to realize how little he likes thinking about what happened.

A weapon fell off the wall and hit him in the head. It did something to his brain, his objectives got messed up and he didn’t recognize me. He attacked me and I tried to get to the control room, but he was faster, and I couldn’t defend myself without hurting him worse.

Yandere pauses for a moment, then scribbles on.

Speaking of hurting him worse, you didn’t have to throw him into a wall, Yami! You really hurt him >:(

“He told you about that, then,” Dark says evenly, eyes briefly flicking to Dr. Iplier before focusing back on Yandere. “I’ll admit that I was rather rough, but…” Dark takes Yandere’s hand, the one holding the pen, in his, and brings it to his lips. “…All I saw was Chrome on top of you, strangling you, and I simply reacted.” He lightly kisses Yandere’s hand. “Surely you forgive me, darling?”

Yandere blushes at Dark’s gentle touches, and nods with a soft smile. Dark lets his hand go, and Yandere writes again.

Of course I forgive you, Yami! <3 <3 <3

Dark smiles.

“I’m glad,” he murmurs, leaning forward and kissing Yandere’s forehead. “I’ll go and let you rest, but I’ll be back soon to check on you.” He bends slightly, towards the uninjured side of Yandere’s mouth, and so, so gently kisses the corner of Yandere’s lips. “Take care, love.”

Yandere, cheeks aflame, smiles as hard as he can and squirms in place, too charmed to contain himself. Dark chuckles before teleporting away, leaving Yandere with a warmth in his chest to contrast with the lingering chill of Dark’s aura.

“For once I agree with Dark,” Dr. Iplier says, approaching Yandere's bedside again. “You definitely need to rest right now. It'll help you heal faster, and…” Dr. Iplier grins. “…Let's be honest, there's not much else you can do.”

Yandere rolls his eyes at Dr. Iplier's cheeky smile, but he has to admit he could use a nap. He hasn't been awake very long but he already feels worn out and ready to sleep for a while. He snuggles into bed, getting as comfortable as he can manage with all the bandages on his face and head.

“I'll be working around the clinic so I might not be next to you when you wake up,” Dr. Iplier tells him, “But I'll check on you every so often, and you've done this song and dance before, you know how to get my attention if you need me.” His smile turns soft. “Sleep easy, hon.” He kisses Yandere's forehead. “I love you.”

Yandere is suddenly too tired to grab his notebook, but he hopes his own smile is enough of a “love you, too.”

A few moments later, Yandere is asleep.

[fluffydrabble]

Helmets

Is anyone else worried about Jim’s lack of headgear?

Warnings for blood and a description of a concussion, but it’s mostly fluff :3

Jim sighed, trying to catch his breath.

"Pay attention Master Jim!"

He saw it coming and ducked away from the swinging scythe, sword coming back around into a puppet through centrifugal force.

"Master Jim, light on your feet!"

He leapt up, running briefly across a larger blade trying to cut him off at the ankles, only to land in the same place he leapt from. He ducked before another could take his head, cursing the lack of helmet in his armor.

"C'mon Master Jim, remember your sword is an extension of yourself and the armor!"

"Yes Blinky, I get it!" Jim snapped, but had to quickly fall back to avoid decapitation-- again.

He rushed across the training cavern, trying to get to a less blade dense area.

His mistake was running across the center.

Suddenly, he was tossed up, the stones beneath his feet flipping at the accord of some mechanical plan. Jim flew high, but not far, nearly falling down into the cavern created by the lack of stone below him.

Nearly. He turned himself around in the air and dug his sword into the stone in front of him, dragging it a few feet through and throwing sparks everywhere. He squinted, trying not to get burning bits in his eyes.

That combination of squinting, having his sword buried a foot deep in stone, and trying to get his bearings while he was hanging mostly by his arms, was his downfall.

A blade swung from behind him, his blind spot in the moment. His ears, still ringing from the noise of metal (daylight?) to stone, didn't hear thewhoosh of noise that should have warned him.

With a whack, the scythe of a blade struck him in the back of the head.

"MASTER JIM!" Blinky cried, horrified. He had seen Master Jim be hurt before, that's what happened when beginning training and having recurring missions! But, that was scrapes and bruises, the occasional mild laceration from a blade or a stumble on the sword, easily fixed with tinctures and medical skills inherited from his mother.

But this… there was blood seeping into the already dark material of the underthings of the armor, staining the armor itself. Jim held onto the sword, still buried deep in ancient stone, only by muscle memory and partial consciousness.

"GET HIM DOWN!" Aaarrrgghhh bellowed, worry staining his voice like the blood from Jim. Someone heard and obeyed, making the stone swing back to its original position of horizontal.

Aaarrrgghhh ran over to Jim, checking on him. Once Jim could land on the stone without sliding off the edge, the sword had dissipated, leaving him in quickly following armor. The blood was now turning his jacket purple, a dark, deep, horrifying color.

Aaarrrggghhh hesitated to sweep Jim up and take him to a healer, it may just harm him further. Then he sighed in relief as Blinky turned Jim over, trying to get a good look at the wound. It looked like a surface wound, cutting open skin on his cheek and above his ears, but it could almost be classified as a smooth scrape, only taking a few hairs with it as it opened up surface veins.

Jim winced as Blinky explored the wound, trying to determine how much was injury and how much was just spreading blood.

Blinky finally sighed. "It seems like a painful wound only for the dullness of that blade. We'll need to sharpen them properly before our next session," he muttered, as was his habit when confronted with a situation.

Then he seemed to realize he was still holding his bleeding pupil, and barked at a bystander to get someone to help. The smallish troll jumped, running off to do so.

"Is Master Jim gonna be alright?" Aaarrrggghhh rumbled quietly, leaning down to see how Jim was doing.

"Yes, though I'm a bit worried by how out of it he is. I think the flat of the blade might have knocked into his head, since most of the physical damage is just glancing," Blinky replied, quietly. He realized that loud noises made Jim wince, and was please when his efforts showed him relaxing.

"We just have to get him some help," he whispered.

***

"…and jeez, you must have been so cool, ducking and dodging like that! Hanging from your SWORD! What a story!" Toby exclaimed, all excited about Jim's training. He hadn't been there for the fateful session; dentist's appointment. But he was interested all the same, running about Jim's bedroom.

When Aaarrrggghhh noticed that Jim was still listening, but wincing and about to drop off from exhaustion, he shushed Toby. "Master Jim needs quiet," he growled firmly.

Toby stopped mid sentence, his eyes growing wide. "Eep! I'm sorry!" he said, (in a thankfully much quieter voice this time) squeaking.

Jim's smile was strained, but genuine. "It's alright." Then he started snoring.

Blinky smacked him in the arm.

"OW!" Jim cried, wincing. "Alright, alright, I was just resting my eyes!"

"Master Jim, your mother strictly said that it's not good for a human to fall asleep with a concussion," he said sternly, "not in the first twenty four hours."

Jim grumbled under his breath, but relented. "Yeah, yeah, I know. No straining the eyes, either."

Blinky's smile was almost too bright for the requirements that Dr. Lake had laid out. "No bright lights, no reading, no television. Right!"

Toby sighed. "I feel sorry for ya. Nothing to do for the next few days, until your concussion is better."

Jim sighed, letting his pounding head rest on his surprisingly cool pillow. "Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna be bored." Then he smiled, though he didn't look over to his friends because his eyes were still having trouble dilating. "But at least I've got you guys to keep me awake."

There were three matching grins around the room. "Exactly!" Toby exclaimed, though he immediately shushed himself along with Aaarrrggghhh.

"Don't worry, Master Jim," Blinky said, gently patting Jim's hand over the bedsheets. "We'll stay by your side as much as we can and you require while you recover from your strenuous activities."

"Strenuous?" Aaarrrggghhh rumbled quietly, curious.

"Difficult, hard, straining on the body," Blinky replied, gesturing his hand for emphasis.

Jim chuckled at the common exchange, though he immediately stopped and groaned as it made his head pound harder.

"Here Jimbo, have some water," Toby was immediately there, holding up a cup with a straw stuck in it. Jim leaned over and sipped, sighing again as he fell back to the bed after.

"Thanks Tobes," he smiled, gently.

Then the snoring started again.

This time it was Toby sticking his fingers in the water and flicking them at Jim's face. Jim sputtered, trying to flail his arms to ward off his wet attacker.

Toby chuckled. "What did Blinky say five minutes ago?" he teased, setting the water back down.

Jim sighed. "No falling asleep."

"Exactly!"

This sort of conversation went on for the rest of the night, until the trolls had to disappear out the back door to avoid Dr. Lake.

A/N: You can imagine the conversation that occurred when Toby took Jim home and had to give a really horrible excuse to his mom (that probably grounded Jim for a week after his recovery lmao)

Thank you for reading! I really love this show, and while I've only watched the first nine episodes, I really like it. <3 (I have… so many theories and a couple AUs already, lmao.)