#I'M SORRY YOU REALLY HIT A SORE SPOT I'M SO MAD ABOUT THIS

[fangsandfeels]

Every interaction with Astarion is a gold mine

So, finally got the encounter with Astarion's siblings, the "cuddly Astarion" bit, and the conversation afterward. And while the "other people don't have a heart like you" already has me by the jugular, this line of dialogue is just amazing:

There is a lot to unpack. On the surface, Astarion is being mean here. He doesn't mince words, he goes all in, hitting every sore spot. He says everything that ever frustrated him about us and our choices.

"A mind flayer thrall..." - a jab at the tadpole situation, the dependence on the Emperor, and maybe, at the fact that we rejected his idea to control the tadpoles i.e., made ourselves vulnerable to domination by other beings.

"...who spends their life sorting out other people's problems" - I'm sure this option is only available if we have been making kind decisions. The "spends their life" bit is particularly interesting as he hints that we're not living for ourselves. We have that incredible mix of mortality and freedom on our hands, and we give it away by getting involved in problems that aren't ours. He hates it. Or at least he used to.

NOTE: Also, a small addendum regarding the general message of his remark. It's "Look how this world has been treating you. You talk about the world being a wonderful place, but you have a tadpole planted in your skull, and even in this state, people just keep asking you for help, and you don't refuse. Nobody is helping you, though. Is this world really kind?". Despite his choice of words, he feels sorry for us.

But the most incredible part is that we actually get approval despite what he says. He can't bring himself to get mad at what we said because he knows we actually mean it. He knows us too well by now. And he wants to believe us. He wants it to be true. But he just can't afford that belief. So he forces it down and says words that are hurtful, a rude awakening for us and for him. But he even says all that without the usual bite in his voice. He is annoyed, he trying to make us understand the ridiculousness of our situation. However, he also would like us to be right. He appreciates that we believe in a world that has a place for him. And yet, he had hope dangled over his head only to be snatched away too many times. He can't let it happen again.

"I'm doing it for you, too, you know. To make sure we're both safe. Forever. For good"

[weird-is-life]

omg i saw that you’re requests are open!! 🤍

i had an idea about a reader slowly learning about tasm!peter tell when he’s lying and that’s how she finds out he’s injured/spider-man. reader’s smart, he can’t it from them forever!

hope you’re doing well!! 🤍 no rush on this at all.

Hi lovely, ty for the request💕!! Hopefully, this is okay. Warnings: Peter's hurt, mentions of wound and blood, pet names, fluff, (0.8k)

Peter thinks, he's very slick. And maybe it's true with most of the people, but not with you. Never with you.

Peter has this tell, he scrunches his nose everytime he lies. It's not very obvious, but if you know about it and pay attention, you can notice it.

And that's how you know, Peter's trying to hide something now.

You are both sitting on the couch and Peter keeps breathing funnily. It sounds like he's trying to breath like he normally would, but he's failing very badly to do that.

You asked him, what was wrong, when you thought, you saw him wince. But he said, that nothing is wrong and you didn't want to push him, so you let it go.

And now as you watch a movie, you are leaning against his chest, he has his arm around your shoulder and everytime you move, even if just a little, Peter winces quietly.

You finally have enough and turn to face Peter with a frown," Pete, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean? Nothing is wrong, I'm okay," he lies and you see right through him. The little scrunch of his nose is hard to miss for you.

"I know, you're lying, Peter. Your wincing and your breathing tell me enough to know, that something is wrong," you tell him, frowning.

"Sweetheart-" he starts, but you don't let him, you stand up from the frustration and look at him, maybe a little angrily.

He tries to catch your arm, but you put it out of his reach and by doing so Peter winces again from the pain and puts a hand over his side.

You sigh, you don't like seeing him in pain, "Peter, you know, you can tell me anything right? I know you're hurt and it's okay, if you don't want tell me now. Just....just let me take a look at it?"

Peter thinks it over and slowly nods. You quickly go grab the first aid kit and when you come back Peter's right where you left him.

And before you have the chance to pull up his hoodie, he catches your hand.

"Sorry," he apologises," I just....it's pretty bad, I don't want you to freak out."

"It's okay Pete, I promise," you reassure him and you gently start pulling his hoodie up. But as you roll it up, your eyes widen. He has a huge gash almost all over his side. But that isn't what has you choking on the air.

Under the hoodie you can see the remnants of what you know as the suit of Spiderman. It doesn't look a lot like it right now, it's very ripped apart, but it still very much is the Spiderman's suit.

"What the fuck, Peter?" you ask with absolute shock.

He looks at you in confusion, "wha-" he starts to say, when he realises what you're currently looking at.

"Shit," he mutters under his breath and looks at you with a small, unsure smile and a nervously chuckles, "I'm Spiderman?"

You stay frozen in an absolute shock,  wide eyes and mouth wide open. It takes you a good moment to recover and react to what you've just learnt.

When you finally do react, you hit him ( lightly) on the arm.

"Ouch, what was that for?" Peter complains as he rubs the slightly sore spot.

"I can't believe you, Pete. You've been going around the city, catching crazy criminals without telling me? You're such an idiot," you glare at him.

Peter's face softens, "i know, I'm sorry sweetheart. I wanted to tell you, believe me I did. But I didn't want to put you in danger."

And when you don't immediately respond, he takes your hand into his and says regretfully, "I'm really sorry, love. Please don't me mad. But I understand, if you are. I'm sorry."

You take one look at his sorry, puppy eyes and he's forgiven. It's impossible to stay mad at him, you can never be angry with him for too long.

"It's okay, Pete. I'm just worried, like look at you," you say and pull his hand in yours towards your lips to kiss him there.

"It looks worse than it is," Peter tries to lighten the mood and knowing he's forgiven, he can't stop smiling at you.

"Worse than it is? It looks horrible," you gesture intensively at the gash.

"It'll heal in no time."

"What? It'll take at least a month to heal," you shake your head in disbelief.

"It'll be okay by the morning," Peter says and seeing your baffled expression, he adds, "I'll explain it. And everything else, too. Just give me a kiss first, please sweetheart?"

"What? Peter, you're almost bleeding to death here and you want me to kiss you-" Peter interrupts your worry and bends down to shut you up. With his lips on yours, you are quick to comply and kiss him back.

Peter doesn't want to let you go anytime soon, even if he really should let you at least clean up the wound. He decides the wound can wait and kisses you some more.

[mrsshabana]

How would pet!au gyu react to accidently biting his (nice) owner/owner in DD? Maybe he was sleeping and got touched without warning so bit out of instinct. Or bit out of an unfortunate misunderstanding- One time my dog had a mosquito sitting on her thigh and I went to brush it off but it bit her as I reached over and she thought that I had pinched her so she turned and bit me and I felt sooo bad for her haha

𝑮𝒚𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ( 𝑷𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒖 )

♡ CW: female!reader, blood, ptsd, abuse, self harm

Gyutaro had fallen asleep on the couch, in the middle of the day again. You have errands to run, so you'll have to wake him up to tell him you're leaving so he doesn't freak out when he sees you're gone.

"Gyutaro," you whisper, gently nudging his shoulder.

It happened so fast. His eyes shot open, he whipped his face around, and bit your hand. He didn't realize what had happened until he tasted your blood filling his mouth. The guilt hit him almost instantly.

He bit you out of instinct. He's so used to being in abusive homes and having to endure constant beatings. He isn't used to human touch being a gentle, loving thing. When he felt your touch startle him awake, his body went into defensive mode.

"Shit," you mumble, holding your bloodied hand.

"M'sorry! M'so sorry!" he spews apologies. Springing up from his spot on the couch to run over to you. He feels so bad. After all the kindness you've shown him, he repays you by hurting you.

"It's ok Gyutaro, I'm fine," you say as you make your way to the bathroom, Gyutaro following close behind.

The bite isn't too bad, it's just bleeding a lot. Once you clean it and wrap it in some gauze it's ok. Just a bit sore.

Gyutaro sits on the bathroom floor, with his head down, "M'sorry Miss Y/N. I didn't mean to..." He shakes, awaiting his punishment. He's deserved a beating numerous times and you have never given him one. But he's certain that this time, you won't be so forgiving.

Having seen him do this plenty of times, it still breaks your heart knowing that he expects you to hit him. "Gyutaro, I'm not mad at you. It's ok honey," you gently pet him, "It's my fault for startling you."

He shakes his head, "No! Not your fault... my fault. My fault for being bad." His fists clench and he begins to tremble. Not out of fear, but out of anger. He didn't think he could hate himself any more, but in this moment he somehow does.

Kneeling down beside him, you embrace him in a hug. "It isn't your fault, and I'm not mad at you. Ok? You're a good boy Gyutaro."

Calling him a good boy always makes him feel better, no matter the situation. With a whimper he gently caresses your injured hand and rubs it against his cheek.

"You're so sweet," you giggle, ruffling his hair, "I was going to tell you I'm going to run some errands. But I think I'd like you to come with me."

You usually don't take Gyutaro out with you, as being around other humans makes him nervous. But you fear that if you leave him alone he may try to hurt himself. In the past, when you haven't punished him, he took it upon himself.

He's silent for a moment before responding, "Ok..." he cracks a small smile.

You can't help but grin, seeing that he is feeling a little bit better. "Alright then, let's go get your shoes on and we can go." Today it will be your mission to spoil him and make him smile.

Tysm for this question, it was a really creative thing to think about in this au. I had a lot of fun writing it too! I love answering questions about the pet au! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`)

[thetarttfuldickhead]

I love your RKJ head canon about Keeley’s birthday!! Any thoughts on how the other sides of the triangle go about planning Roy’s and Jamie’s birthdays?

Hello, sweet one! You sent me this some time ago (in response to this post) and I'm so sorry I've kept you waiting because this is a darling ask, but fic and life happened. Now I am ready though! Here goes:

So, in theory Jamie’s birthday wouldn’t be too different from Keeley’s, as far as his partners celebrating him goes. Keeley would take him out for grooming and pampering and shopping and being seen in all the right places looking cool as fuck, spoiling him rotten and with a special sexy surprise thrown in somewhere along the way. (I’m thinking a changing room at a very exclusive store, Keeley successfully and secretly bribing relevant parties to leave her and Jamie to it, and then simply sweeping in wearing killer heels and something outrageously sexy when Jamie’s trying on whatever and he’s like “uh, Keeley, we’re in a shop?” and she asks if he trusts her and when he says “’course” she tells him to shut up and there’s probably handcuffs and she’s being very mean and very sweet and hitting all the right spots and the slight wrongness of doing that there only adds to the fun.) (Differing from Keeley’s birthday, though, this outing takes place on Jamie’s actual birthday, because no, he does not want to stay in for that.)

And Roy would want to make it all about them, celebrating quietly and intimately at home, quality time for quality partners and all the love and attention. Only… I think Roy gets a little tripped up that first year. Like, he starts thinking about all the things he’d do for Keeley’s birthday and when he starts thinking about doing some of that stuff for Jamie he starts to feel… weird. Like, not about all of it! Cooking a nice meal? He’s all about that! All sorts of sexual favours? Absolutely! But the sappier stuff he’d do for Keeley, like so many roses or drawing a nice bath? He feels weird about it, and he’s not sure if he feels weird about it because it’s another guy  (and a little bit it is that) or because it’s Jamie (and a little bit it is that too). And he gets that this is just masculinity bullshit getting in the way, and that’s making him feel like a piece of shit (true Roy Kent style, ‘cause that man has NO tolerance for his own shortcomings).

So yeah, it trips him up a bit, that first year, and maybe because of it he lets Keeley takes the lead – until either she or Jamie confronts him about it, and he ‘fesses up and they talk about it and he sorts it out. Maybe Dr. Sharon helps.

Also, I think that Jamie very much is the sort of person to make sure there’s a big party to celebrate him happening; he absolutely takes the entire team for a night out, dancing and drinking and having a blast. Maybe Sam makes sure they start at Ola’s.

Roy is easier: he does not want a big party, he does not want to spend a day throwing money at pretty stuff. He’d rather not be reminded that he’s getting older (even if that’s not such a sore subject now that the worst has already happened; he quit football, and he survived it), he just wants to spend some time with his loved ones, same as he does every day. So Jamie and Keeley join him for Phoebe’s second favourite holiday of the year, ie Uncle Roy’s birthday (which is a lunch kind of deal, and in time may come to include Georgie and Simon), and then they take him home to show him their affection in all the ways. There are gifts, of course, and either Jamie cooks them dinner or they order takeaway. There’s Jamie and Keeley looking their very best for Roy, teaming up to drive him and mad and feel like a king. There’s a lot of fucking, and telling Roy how amazing he is. (Which he does love to hear, even if he also really struggles to.)

One of the gifts is always a mid-week getaway, the three of them heading off to somewhere luxurious and discreet for a couple of days, and Keeley promises not to work and Jamie promises to stay off his socials, and mostly they keep those promises and it’s just them hanging out and having a quiet but grand old time. It’s damned hard, trying to find the time given their very intense scheduels, but they make a special effort for this, and that’s part of the gift too.

(Maybe, in a few years time, Roy can be enticed to quietly entertain the team for just a few hours, because they all fucking adore him and want to celebrate his birthday, dammit! Maybe it’s a Higgins’ place, all Roy has to do is show up and there’ll be a few nibbles and a few drinks. Roy agrees, on the condition that they all pretend it’s just a random get-together that happens to be adjacent to his birthday. Gifts are theoretically forbidden, but that never works out because Dani has a habit of pretending to find wrapped parcels, going “oh, someone must have left it here, I have no idea who, but it says Coach Kent so it must be for you, how thoughtful of this mysterious person” and not even Roy has the heart to ever tell Dani to fuck off, so.)

[dribs-and-drabbles]

Dead Friend Forever ep 5

In which I stop theorising and start wishing for a painful death for most of the characters.

This intro music slaps...in the sense of it perfectly prepares you for the mystery and suspense.

It's so funny how a different hair style can really change someone. It took a while to recognise Past!Fluke.

Also Past!Tee was a dick.

Barcode!! 😍

(Also, flashbacks to my own experience of being bullied in high school. Yep, all these lowlifes deserve everything that's coming to them.)

And that's why Future!Por and Future!Top were the first affected. Because they were the worst and loudest bullies.

Hmmm a red band on Non's wrist, and a red bag...something to keep note of?

I need to protect Non with all my being. And I want to punch Tee's moody face. And Top's smug face. Jin's ok, Jin can be redeemed. He can survive in the future, but not the others.

Oooo did Jin have feelings for Non?!

(Oh! Is that the same location as in My Ride?)

I wonder what all that medication is for...and why the subject of Non's brother hits a sore spot.

Why does it feel ominous that there's a La Madre poster in Non's room when his mother seems to be strict/overbearing?

OH. OHHHHH. TEE'S UNCLE.

Are they just stealing Non's script?! Oh. Oh no.

Ohhhh what was that detail on Por's shirt and then on the script? Was Por wearing Non's shirt? Oh, alright, it was Por's family name...

These boys are horrible.

Well, I feel sorry for Por's mum (and dad to some extent) ...she's going to have to mourn her son. But that's about it.

It's so obvious that Tee's going to get Non to open the fake account for his uncle. They need to just get on with it because it's frustrating me no end.

Of course Top's going to drop the camera and break it and then blame it on Non. I hate him and I hate this show for being this obvious. And I hate bullies.

So this is what 'they did to him'. Tee put the blame for the broken camera on to Non and basically ruined him and his family? I hate them. I hate them so much. They deserve everything they get. And I hope pure innocent White is actually the devil incarnate and will make Tee pay. Deeply.

I'm mad. This episode made me mad. I actually want to go back to the gore and horror just to see these boys get their comeuppance. But poor Non is a little on the precipice of unhinged and is also a little dumb. Come on! Don't think Tee can actually help you get free cash!! Ahhhhh.

[the-belle-siblings]

Caden, go now, show off your mad cool fit to Ivan!

Okay! Okay... here goes...

Caden sucks in a deep breath and then opens the door to Ivan and Misra's home - pretty much his new home.

I HAVE RETURNED

🗿*Ivan walks out of his room and into the living room where Caden is standing. He rubs his eyes a little as if he just woke up from a nap. Ivan yawns, maybe he did just wake up?* Milk toast is sleeping be quie-

🗿'He looks... great. This is where you give people compliments! Tell him he looks nice or something.'

🗿What are you wearing?

🗿'Dammit! It's fine just smooth it over, this is salvageable tell him it looks GOOD!'

🗿'cause it looks alright I guess...

🗿'he's gonna think I hate it....'

You think so? It's honestly pretty comfy, wanna feel?

Caden holds out his sleeve with a grin.

🗿Sure. *He feels the fabric of the sleeve.*

🗿'Wow.. that feels pretty nice. I expected it to feel kinda gross on my fingertips but... it's'

🗿I mean it's alright, I've felt softer.

You have?? What was it?

🗿'Ah shit now I've gotta lie or I'll sound really weird.'

🗿your hair *Ivan actually face palms now*

My..?

It's not easy to see when an abyssal black creature blushes but Ivan could have sworn he saw some sort of faint redness on Caden's face. And he was right, Caden felt like his cheeks were set on fire and his heart pounded in his chest.

🗿just.. kidding?

Since when did you do that?!

🗿uh since always

Nuh uh! You've never been funny!

🗿rude

Says you.

🗿Well at least I'm not a complete and utter idiot!

Well at least I don't have to make up for what I lack through disapproving of others joy!

🗿Fuck off, you loud annoying twit! Nobody has ever even wanted you here! *He clasps a hand over his mouth and bites his lip until he can taste blood.*

I–

Caden's chest hurts, it feels heavy. Suddenly he's gasping for air to no avail. It's like ever fear had swollen up and gotten stuck in his throat. He tries to cough and cough and... he can't do it. He can't breathe.

🗿*He drops the hand from his mouth.* Caden I- I didn't mean it- you're right I- ...Caden?

Caden is hitting himself in the chest, trying to loosen the petals in some kind of way. He then suddenly recalls the universal sign for choking. He assumed doing it would get his point across.

🗿Oh hell- *Ivan goes over to Caden and hits him on the back a few times and then preforms the heimlich maneuver. After some effort Caden is coughing again.*

Caden ends up practically hacking up a donation to red cross and a botanical garden on the floor. He's shaking from the experience, his arms reflexively holding himself.

I'm fine.. I'm fine.. I'm fine...

He repeat mutters through a scratchy and sore throat.

🗿no.. no you're not. *A certain feeling, a newer one he'd only recently labeled as guilt, digs deep into his heart in an unsettling fashion. He can't stop himself, and would rather not stop himself, from hugging Caden. He hadn't done this to anyone other than Misra since he was about 9. But he tried to comfort him, knowing how much of it he caused.*

🗿I'm sorry, Caden... You dug at a sore spot but I still lashed out disproportionately and... I like having you around. I just... I was being cruel. I don't... I don't like being cruel to you I just don't know how to be nice and- it's not your fault. I shouldn't be coming up with excuses, I'm sorry. You have every right to be mad at me and-

..stop.. please just stop it... it doesn't matter if you don't but I really- clears throat - I really care about you. If you want to- If you just wanna use me for my power, that's fine. I'd just ra- clears throat -rather you stop playing make believe and messing with my head...

🗿That's not what I-...

🗿'I guess that's what it looks like. I mean I tell myself that's all I want from him, right? I just keep saying all I want is his power but... I don't care. I genuinely... I genuinely enjoy doing stuff with him and listening to him blabber before he goes to sleep. I like when he sits next to me like it's the expected usual. I like it when he smiles. I like it when he announces himself loudly. I like him. I like him even when he's doing something stupid or kinda gross. I find it endearing even! I've been describing him as tolerable as some sort of cope... it's as if my body reacts to the almost certain rejection by rejecting it all in turn. I hate it but... being kind feels so new and foreign on my tongue I don't... I don't know how. If only, If only he just knew...'

🗿Caden I'm not trying to play with your head or- or use you anymore I just- I happen to- yes, I happen to find enjoyment in your companionship and I... have never really felt that way around someone before...

You've... you've never had a friend before?

🗿No, none like you. None I felt I could be myself around. I apologize deeply for mistreating you I just.. I feel so vulnerable.. I hate it.

Well... I'm not here to take advantage of you when you least expect it. Let's just... put this behind us, okay?

🗿alright... You-... you look rather dashing by the way.

Ha! Thanks! You look good too.

🗿But I haven't changed a thing–?

I know. Uh- anyways! Do you wanna go watch-

🗿*Ivan nods quickly and drags Caden off to his room to watch MLP Our Miniature Horses. His chest didn't feel right, his heart rate felt off but.. he didn’t hate it. Then there was that feverish heat in his cheeks following the compliment... oh no... It's true... he really is falling in love.*

[ahgasegotarmy116]

I'm interested in knowing more about the miscommunications between Jungkook and oc on how their arrangement would work. In the second part of DIFH and after their first time together, Jungkook did mention that he would be coming to see oc the next day since she didn't want him to take care of her, so did he come the next day and for the rest of the days that his son was away so that he could try and get her pregnant? I'm assuming that oc told him to leave her alone as soon as she found out she was pregnant with his baby, now daughter. Was this always part of Jungkook's insane scheme because knowing how twisted his mind towards her is, he probably didn't wake up one day and decide that he wanted oc to refer to the children as "our" children in private?

But, what was Jungkook's motive behind this? Like what did he think he would gain by ruining his son's marriage and going after his own daughter-in-law? Didn't he initially hate oc and hate the idea of his son wanting to marry oc? He had a mistress before oc, so he gave it up to pursue her? It feels like he has had his eye on her from the time that she was introduced to them and the pregnancy was away for the snake to get the mouse.

I do feel sorry for oc because while she is partly responsible for a lot of the pain, anxiety, fear and guilt that she silently endures and bears to herself, she made a choice that she thought would be best for her husband because it seems like she knows how her husband is belittled by his own father and she wanted to make him happy and not have him stressed. They would've probably had a baby the proper way if she was a little paitent but Jungkook really played with her mind and forced her into a corner that she wouldn't be able to come back from. Heck, even his wife got fed up with his toxic and crazy ways.

This got long but it's a super interesting story, really looking forward to you answering more asks and writing more drabbles so we can discover more on this amazing story! <3

Jungkook is the kind of man who is very fickle and impulsive so he uses oc's infidelity as blackmail to get her to do what he wants.

Meaning that whenever there's something that he wants he doesn't care if he goes back on his word because he wants what he wants and he wants it now. Hence one of the reasons he shows up unannounced all the time.

There was never really a formal arrangement just that initial conversation they had at the beginning and unfortunately she didn't think to ask questions or set ground rule ect. She just gave in without really thinking about the many consequences that might come from it all and believed that Jungkook would stay true to his word.

Girly had been around him long enough to know better but she just wasn't thinking straight.

She hated him before this whole arrangement happened because like you said he belittles her husband a lot and she knows how much it effects him.

He did come the next day and a few more days after that to have sex with her because he wanted to make sure that she would get pregnant before her husband came back.

She took a pregnancy test a few days after her husband had come home since they had had sex right before he left so it was believable enough that she would be pregnant already.

Yes you are absolutely right about the fact that she wouldn't let him touch her once she was pregnant. That was one thing where she had put her foot down and stuck with it.

Jungkook likes to use anything he can to get a rise out of oc because he thinks she looks sexy when she's mad or upset and so he uses that quite frequently because it is clearly a sore spot for her, again reminding her of what they had done. (As if her children weren't reminder enough 😭)

Yep you hit it right on the money! When his son brought oc over for the first time to meet Mr. and Mrs. Jeon he was instantly attracted to her.

He didn't hate her but he was against the marriage because she came from a lower middle class family so he hated the idea of his son marring "beneath his status with nothing to gain" but he ultimately agreed to as a way for him to keep her close.

He also didn't want his son to marry her since it would've been easier for him to have her on the low compared to how it is now but he knew that at that point it wasn't something she would agree since he had nothing to use against her yet and he could see that she clearly loved his son so it wouldn't have been an easy task.

He wasn't sure at the beginning how he could get her to fall into his trap so like you said he jumped at the opportunity to "help" because he knew that was exactly what he needed to get her to be with him.

He had his mistress long before oc so he honestly was getting tired of her so it wasn't too hard for him to let her go (he's such a dick for that like tbh I hate it).

He never really cared about the fact that he would be ruining his son's marriage because honestly he's the kind of father who is really involved and loves kids when they're little but once they hit a certain age he loses interest and he doesn't care about their wants, needs dreams or feelings anymore. He left all of that to his wife and luckily she is an amazing person so she raised her son well.

Oc is a really good person at her core but she made the wrong choice so it lead to all of this. Like you said she truly wants what's best for her husband and her children so she is trying to do right by them by at least taking care of them and being as involved with them as much as she can.

When Jungkook had come to her it was at a moment of weakness since she had been feeling discouraged with her IVF journey that day and it had already been going on for a few months. She really should have waited but she was losing hope even though her husband was still eager to keep trying (which makes it even more heartbreaking).

Jungkook knows exactly how to seduce her because, let's be honest it's Jungkook we're talking about. So he is a very attractive older man and it was hard for her to resist. (Yes she also has daddy issues lol)

Yeah his wife gave up on Jungkook when their son was about six or seven since he had started to show clear signs of infidelity and lack of interest with her at that time. Soon after that he started to lose interest in their son around the age of eight or nine.

It's totally fine if your ask is a bit long lol it helps me think about all of the different aspects of the story and makes me look at it from different points of view!

Hope this answered some of your questions! You really were very accurate with your guesses hehe

I believe this is 🫧 from before you ended up picking an anon emoji but even if it's not thank you so much for your continued interest in DIFH 💜

[cinamun]

re-reading today's post and having a thought:

if elliott really meant what he was saying to hani, there's no way he'd have asked her why she couldn't just let it go and move on. he asked her that because HE did. he doesn't get what the big deal is because it's not a big deal to him. if he had ever cared for hani the way she knows he cared for hope, he wouldn't be so confused. but as dr. phil loves to say, you can't understand what you aren't capable of feeling or doing.

Okay and I'm here for the analysis! What about....

Was Elliot asking himself that? Why can't you let her go, self? Why can't you just move on, self?

Maybe, maybe not. Maybe you're right and Hani is old news, yesterday's paper (shout out to fabolous who is spitting bars in my earhole currently). But didn't she hit a sore spot? Didn't she read his entire history from the time they met at BFF, to the skate park to the PR Firm? Bro got that big ball money and changed because, well, like you said, what's the big deal?

I CAN DIG IT!

I also don't buy the whole "I don't know how to do that" (re: love). I get why someone like Indya wouldn't, but he knew how to love Hope so why THE FUCK couldn't you love Hani back?

I'm sorry.... I've been mad at Elliot since last night lmfaoooooooo

[galaxysharks]

NO WAIT THIS MAKES THE ASHLYN MADDOX BOUNDARY SNIPPET HURT SO MUCH MORE OW??????????????????? OH MY GOD MADISON CAN FUCK RIGHT OFF I HATE THAT BITCH

:)

This was weird.... Or it's not weird, and Maddie just doesn't know it....Madison didn't act like it was weird, she would have told Maddox, she likes telling her when she misses things.

But God why is she sore? Her muscles keep flexing and she can't stop them, all over, again and again, her arms and legs are exhausted. She's never been sore after color wars.

Whatever, she just needs to hit the showers, she feels like her sweat from earlier has turned into crystals on her skin, trapping dirt, and making her feel gross.

Wait, she has to grab her script from the office first..

Changing directions, Maddie walks off the path through a tree thicket, cutting the 7 minute walk down to 3, perks of knowing the woods.

Opening the door, she hears the sound of someone startling, and as she enters, she sees a somewhat sheepish Val holding her phone.

Maddox can help it, "We're not allowed to have our phones Val....".

Val blinks, and gently smiles as she drops her phone back into the bucket without looking, eyes fixed on her new companion.

"Hi Maddie, I know, I'm sorry. Hey, where'd you go earlier? We missed you at dinner. We thought you'd gone to find Madison, but she came in about halfway through and you never showed." Val scans Maddie as she talks, classic CIT training kicking in. 'Have to make sure all your little campers are safe and sound!' Right Dewey?

Maddie must have caught her at a bad time, she seems nervous and worried about something. Maddox should ask, a good friend would ask, but she's so tired, and the faster she gets her script, the faster she can shower and get some sleep.

"I, uh I was out by the shrine.... looking at the trees...." why didn't she just tell her, normal teens talk about these things all the time, hell she's talked to Val about this before....but it wasn't her that time, and it doesn't feel right, and she doesn't want to fight with herself right now....

"did the California sun finally get too hot for you too?"

What? Oh right, Maddie's still in her undershirt, which Val's seen before, but only in the brief seconds of the morning when Maddie gets dressed.

"ha, uh.....yeah, too hot.....hey did I leave my script in here? I need to grab it for tomorrow"

Val stares for another minute, and looks like she wants to talk about something, and God Maddie's such a bad friend. But then Val seems to sag before casually opening the drawer to the Stage Manager's desk and pulling out Maddie's copy of the script with all the blocking and cue notes.

Maddox grabs the booklet, and turns to exit the cabin, missing Val's reaction to the smattering of bruising along her upper back. She heads out to the Honeycomb.

Back in the office, Val is puzzling together some things. Madison had wandered into the barn halfway through dinner, cool as can be and smug. This in itself was a bit odd this year, with Mad and Mad having been inseparable all week.

Val had made EJ switch spots with her, so she could watch better. Madison had evidently jumped right in to some grand tale, laughing and gesturing all the while.

Eventually EJ and Ninis conversation died down a little, and she could hear the next table a bit better. Madison was bragging about some 'battle wound'? Rolling her sleeves and showing off what was......definitely not an animal bite.....

And now, Maddie comes in looking like she'd tangled with a bear and like she was two steps away from taking one of her 'long hikes' they all pretend are normal nature walks.

Even without the mounting evidence, I didn't take a genius to figure, Madison has always liked displaying her affection to Gadget's neck, and right now she looks like the survivor to a Friday the Thirteenth film.....

Maddie seems uncomfortable, but Maddox's face doesn't always line up with what she means or how she's feeling..... truthfully, Val really didn't think she was all that into intimacy, but she supposes the last time they'd talked about it she'd been a little distracted....

Well regardless, she needed to talk to Madison about private moments and what shouldn't be so freely shared. It's wonderful that she's so open, but Val is certain Maddox would be uncomfortable with everyone knowing her business, hell no one even knows her last name, or anything about her outside of camp.

The next day Val couldn't seem to get a hold on either of them, Maddie having evolved onto her yearly whirlwind a day early, and Madison deciding to 'help' every pre-prom activity, relay style.

she did see Crash give Maddox a High Five for 'beast taming', to which she confusedly returned. And Val added him to the list of people to talk to.

[bluehairperson]

I've read your tags about Nadia and I thought "welcome to the club!" (😆) I have very mixed feelings about her route too, for (almost) the same reasons! It's a shame, I wish I could appreciate more but it felt too much like the devs were alleviating the wrong of her actions and making her a perfect dom girlboss 😔

OH MY GOD, RIGHT??? THANK YOU, UGH 😭😭

I absolutely hate how she gets glorified by the narrative and some fans as this perfect goddes while she's just as childish, arrogant and entitled like Valerius and Lucio are. Really obnoxious that those two get rightfully villanized by the game but that with Nadia we're getting tied to a chair and spoon fed the narrative that she has never done anything wrong in her life.

The canon tells us over and over again that's she's a disgustingly rich monarch that married a tyrant on purpose just to try and steal his land as some kind of pet project to prove herself in front of her family and to enflate her own ego, but the moment Lucio didn't let her monopolize everything she started to close herself in her rooms to take naps just like a child throwing tantrums?

AND when she wakes up she keeps blaming her husband and the courtiers for Vesuvia's downfall as if she didn't have any sort of responsability towards the people of the city she decided to rule. Like... yikes. Am I supposed to think she's a good leader or even just a nice person?

Again: all of this is fine, great even. I love flawed characters and shitty people, Lucio and Valerius are my absolute favorites. But I find really pathetic these double standards in the narrative. I'll say it: it feels performative, fake and tokenizing. Not that I would expect any less by Nix Hydra. Allow Nadia to be a fully fledged person with flaws and faults of her own, cowards.

I legit thought that her route would have been about her acknowledging her entitlement and neglet towards the city but appartenly the biggest conflict between her and MC was about her *checks notes* ... paranoia. ... ok. Paranoia that she was right to have anyway because Valerius was literally just around the corner ready to stab her in the back, so?? What was the point.

Awfully written route. She would have worked great as the morally grey character/kinda shitty person she is, but I guess the devs were too busy to pat themselves on the back to do that.

[iwaizumisbabe]

CUTE CAT AND MAD DOG; Kyōtani K.

NAVIGATION | RULES | MAIN MASTERLIST

← HAIKYUU MASTERLIST

→ in which you are Ken's girlfriend and nobody on the volleyball team knows

→ Kyōtani Kentarō x fem!Reader

→ fluff af

→ 0.9k

You were really happy to finally be in high school. Middle school was an ordeal, especially with all the childish boys there.

You really hoped that it would be better here, especially because the Aoba Jōsai was a private school and you had to take an exam in order to be accepted here.

The first week was more stressful than anything. The election of class representative, which you won with your classmate Ryo and all the tasks associated with this position took up a lot of time.

You also wanted to use the first week to make new friends. The groups formed around this time and the girls in your classes seemed nice.

You haven't found a club yet, this week you'll be making inquiries at the volleyball club as a manager and if that doesn't work, then you wouldn't go to a club this year and concentrate more on your grades.

The second week of the school year was almost over. You swept the classroom properly with the other class representative Ryo, who wiped the blackboard and then watered the flowers.

It all happened in silence because you didn't really get along with the boy. He was weird, popular, but you weren't really comfortable with him.

His red hair and dark eyes intimidated you. You cursed yourself for your prejudice thinking, but what should you do? You couldn't turn it off.

After ten minutes you were ready, you reached for your bag and whispered a goodbye.

With faster steps you ran to the ground floor to change your shoes there. Meanwhile you checked your phone. The time flashed in white numbers.

You slowly strolled towards the gym of your school. From a distance you could see the bright light and hear the loud bangs.

Arrived at the door of this one, you watched as the boys were playing three against three in several groups.

You stood there for a few minutes, unsure whether or not to go in and wait inside. Then Iwaizumi spotted you and went to Oikawa to whisper something in his ear, which made him turn around and look at you.

»Send your fangirl away. It's getting really annoying«, you didn't hear it because of the ball that just hit the ground.

The brown-haired man jogged towards you with a smile on his face. You looked at him confused.

»Hello sweetheart, it's really nice that you are here to watch me, but today is spectator-free practice so you had to go. I'm sorry, but I'll keep a seat in the front row for you next time«, he leaned against the door frame and winked at you.

»Sorry but who are you?«

Now you understood why Kentaro hated him so much. Of course you knew the great Oikawa, most of the girls didn't speak of anyone else.

So far you thought he was okay, thought that your boyfriend was probably exaggerating, but now you knew that he was at least a little right.

Which person ran up to a strange girl and assumed that she was into him and found him incredibly hot.

Oikawa's smile broke a little, but he kept playing: »That's cute, but you don't have to pretend you don't know who I am to get my attention.«

He was getting really rude and you started arguing with him; you wouldn't let him get away with this

You got louder and louder and sentences like "You are the only one who thinks that you're attractive" or "Don't touch me, perv" were said of you. Iwaizumi turned to look at you and couldn't help but laugh.

In the next moment a ball hit the captain's head, who almost overturned due to the force of the ball.

»Iwa-chan~ So mean! What was that about?!«, Oikawa asked, rubbing the back of his head that was sore.

»I didn't do anything this time, Shittykawa. But you deserved it!«, he shouted, looking in the direction of the culprit; Mad Dog.

»What was that about, you little ba-«, the voice of the brown-haired man was drowned out by yours, »Kentarō!«, you screamed and ran to your boyfriend, who took you right into his arms.

»Hey, Babe. What was going on there?«, he asked, looking down at you.

»That guy over there is crazy. He thought I was stalking him«, you whispered, loud enough for some of the players to hear; they started laughing. That made the third year grumble.

»I told you he was an asshole«, it came confidently from your boyfriend. Unfortunately you have to agree to this; he had said it often enough.

»Do you think I can stay anyway? Although nobody is allowed to watch today...«, Kyōtani pulled away from you to turn to look at the ace.

»Can she stay, Iwaizumi-kun?«, the second year asked politely. After all, Hajime was the only one he accepted in this club.

»Since the rule was actually only introduced for Oikawa's fangirls, that shouldn't be a problem. Take a seat in the stands-«

»(L/n); my name is (l/n) (y/n)«, you helped him out.

»Take a seat in the stands, (l/n)-chan. I'm Iwaizumi Haijime, the vice captain«, he said.

»I know...«, it came out of your mouth, »Thank you for letting me stay!«, you quickly got up on your toes to kiss Ken on the cheek before waiting on the side of the field for him to finish training.

Your action made his face warm and red, which made the whole team grin. They hadn't seen this side of Mad Dog before. So calm, sweet- and red.

2022 | @iwaizumisbabe

IT'S NOT ALLOWED TO COPY/REPOST/TRANSLATE MY WORKS ON OTHER PLATFORMS!

[cherrypie5]

Hi! I'm here to say I just loved your fic about Colin!! Can I possibly request like a continuation to this plot following that same line but with roles reversed now? Like Colin is always so strict with that one rule but now he is the one who ultimately broke it, so it's the reader's turn to punish him now, through spanking as well to give him the same treatment, and she goes really hard for it 'cause she's super mad that he always demanded that from her but couldn't follow his own rule?? Tysm, i hope that it's okay <3

AAHH omg i didn't expect anyone to like my fic so I'm extremely excited to have a response like this!! I love this idea and couldn't wait to continue the story. Tysm and i hope you like it!! <3

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Sometimes rules are meant to be broken, not today tho Pt.2

Pairing: colin zabel x fem!reader

Warning: sexual content(18+ minors dni), spanking, sex toys, Dom!reader, thigh riding, overstimulation, aftercare

Word count: 1,7k

A/N: I hope this does the beautiful request justice <3 and again sorry for any grammar mistakes

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The excitement of seeing your boyfriend again made you drop your keys trying to unlock the door.

It has just been five days since you last saw him, but after seeing all your aunts and uncles at the family reunion you needed some cuddles from your man.

He unfortunately couldn't come because of work. He was busy with the case of a missing girl and a murder.

Finally having the door unlocked you skipped inside and dropped your suitcase in the hall. You heard soft sounds coming out of the bedroom so you immediately knew where to look for him.

Creaking the door open slightly so you could peak inside just to be met with a view that made your blood boil.

Your ass sore and red for a week after you've done what you are seeing before you.

Colin's head thrown back into the pillow as he strokes his cock with his hand. Silent whimpers reach his lips with each stroke.

Without thinking you pushed the door open completely. Making yourself known to your boyfriend.

"Really Colin. It hasn't even been a month since you punished me for this." His dark eyes widened at your presence and the strokes took a halt.

"B-baby you're back, I-" you cut him off as a wave of deja vu hit over you.

"You know the rule don't you?" You repeated his words from last time back to him. A suitable punishment popped up in your head as you waited for his answer.

"Yes I know the rule." His hand slowly creeping away from his cock. Your anger making the room have an eerie atmosphere.

You slowly made your way to the bed as you could see his panicked eyes follow your every move. You sat down and without looking at him you spoke.

"Why don't you be a good boy and lay across my lap." Rustling was heard as you felt the bed shift underneath Colin's weight. Your boyfriends naked big frame laid across your lap as he knew what was coming.

"Well done baby. Now you're gonna help me count to five, okay?" Your hand rubbing soft circles on his ass cheek. You felt his body shiver from your touch. Soft goosebumps formed under your hand.

"Okay." It almost came out as a breath. You tried to soothe him down by stroking his hair as he always does with you. It was the first time you were in charge so you both where intrigued by this new feeling and what it would bring.

Your delicate hand cut through air as you lifted it only to bring it down causing a loud slap to echo through your room. The reversed roles made you enjoy the sounds as opposed to last time when you were on the receiving end.

"One." A shocked look across Colin's face. He didn't expect you to slap this hard. But you felt that justice had to be served for his hypocritical behavior.

A hard slap made the man whimper out a soft two. Your anger made you use all your strength.

Your lips turned upward in a sadistic smile as you realized how good this feels. The power and control you have over your boyfriend caused a damp spot in your panties.

"Three." His left ass cheek had taken all the hits up until now and you could see some small red dots of tiny blood vessels below his skin getting broken. You decided to lift your hand to assault the other side of his behind.

"Four." The soft cheek jiggled a bit as you could already see his light skin getting tainted with red marks.

"Good boy, just one more and then I'll move on to the other part of the punishment." His head quickly shifted so he could look at your face. Panic behind his eyes. Whilst staring straight in them you lowered your hand to strike the hardest blow yet.

Teary eyed he said "Five." You quickly massaged his cheeks as you realized that you may have been to rough but you were already committed to this tough act so you kept your face hard.

"Lay down on your back for me please." As he got off your lap you stood up to discard your pants. The damp spot in your panties made you shiver from the chill of the cold air around you.

You saw that his member had gone a little softer so an idea popped into your head. His eyes followed you like a lost puppy as you took soft steps to retrieve your box from the closet.

The box that got you punished was gonna punish him today. A let out a soft giggle from the thought. Rummaging through the items until you found the toy you were looking for.

After a few seconds you found the item. Mischief evident on your face as you went back to the curious man on your bed. You held the item up for him to see.

"Y/n what is that?" Colin was a little frightened by your dominance. His sweet little girl could be such a devil.

"This my sweet boy is a cock ring and I'm gonna slip it on you right now." You took his semi hard member in your hands as you looked in his eyes for any hesitation. But his head made a soft nod as he still trusted you.

You rolled the ring down all the way to the base. Soft moans filled the room as you could tell Colin enjoyed the pressure of the ring on his cock.

"You are not allowed to touch me as your punishment, okay baby?" A disappointed nod was all you got as reply but you let him get away with it as you felt what you are about to do next was cruel enough already.

You went to straddle his left thigh. Your soaked panties made contact with his hot skin as you let out a moan. You slowly started to rock your hips up and down to get some friction from your panties and Colin's thigh.

His cock dripped a bit of precum onto his toned stomach. Your hand slid down to grab the tip and you rubbed his slit. His hands almost made its way to you but he remembered in time and quickly grabbed the sheets instead.

You already felt a knot growing in your stomach as you still kept rocking your hips against his now soaked skin. Your finger went down to the ring and a click rang through the air.

Colin's body jumped a bit at the foreign feeling on his cock. The vibrations that the ring emanated where evident as you started to stroke his length.

Moans filled the room as you both felt your release coming. You rocked your hips faster.

"Colin I'm so close. Fuck I am so close." Your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"Please come on me y/n" his begging words brought you over the edge as your orgasm made your whole body shake. Screams left your mouth as you came hard on his leg. You were brought back when you felt something dripping on your hand.

Colin's cum had spurt out of his slit and made a mess on your hand and his stomach. His eyes were closed as he let out soft moans from the pleasure.

You went down to give him a kiss which he gladly returned. His body shaking as you could sense some discomfort in him.

"Y/n can you please turn of the ring?" He broke the kiss to beg for some peace. The pressure of the ring hadn't allowed his cock to go soft and the vibrations only furthering the discomfort of the overstimulation.

"I will turn it off after I've come back to get a towel to clean you up. Be a good boy and wait for me."

You didn't wait for any response as you stood up to go retrieve a towel from the bathroom.

Colin's uncomfortable moans filled your ears as you took your time to find a towel and dampen it under the faucet.

You stood in the doorway as you were back in the room to look at your boyfriend.

His head thrown back into the pillow and his lips slightly parted to let out his moans. Eyes shut tight from the overwhelming pleasure. A sheen of swear evident on his body and his cock looked red and angry. Veins protruding on the shaking member.

Colin felt your presence and opened his eyes to look at you. Tears forming as you started to feel like the punishment had been enough to make your anger go away.

"I'm sorry y/n, I won't break the rule again but please make it stop." His fist still gripping the creased sheets. You took a seat next to him as you quickly went to turn of the device.

A sigh of relieve left Colin once you did. You tried to gently roll the ring of him as to not hurt him any further. You dropped the ring on your nightstand once he was released.

You went to use the damp towel in your hand to gently clean him up. His body laid limp whilst you did.

Once he was all cleaned up you slowly went to lay next to him and hugged his body to yours. He was still trying to calm his body down.

"Colin, baby are you okay? Did I go too hard?" You pressed soft kisses all over his chest and face. His hand slowly went up to tangle in your hair as he opened his dark eyes to look at you.

"I'm okay. Just didn't know you had this in you y/n. Did you enjoy it?" His soft voice made your heart flutter. After your brutal punishment he still wanted to make sure you enjoyed it.

"I didn't know I had this in me either but I was so mad when I saw you. I think I enjoyed it more than I thought I would've." A smile made its way to your lips after you confessed your feelings. His rough hand made soft strokes on your back.

"Well maybe you should do it more often then. We could switch sometimes." You quickly went up to kiss his lips. The words he spoke caused excitement to bubble in your stomach.

"I would love to Mr. Zabel."

[slasherhaven]

What would happen if one of the sinclair brothers made a move on one of the sibling s/o?? If that makes any sense, I'm so sorry if I doesn't, but what would happen then, of like bo made a move on Vincent's s/o??

Let’s be real, Bo is the only one of them that would hit on his brother’s s/o 😂

The Sinclair Brothers reacting to another brother making a move on their S/O:

Bo Sinclair

You started dating Bo after settling down in Ambrose and none of the brothers were very surprised. Bo had always been the more attractive, more charismatic brother and he was always flirting with you. Vincent and Lester just knew it was a matter of time before the two of you got together, and eventually you did.

But that didn’t mean that another brother wasn’t interested in you, Lester had feelings for you pretty much since he first met you.

Ever since you started staying in Ambrose, Lester had been friendly and tried to make you comfortable but pretty much gave up all hope in you seeing something in him when Bo started flirting with you. You would pick his brother, he knew it, so he never told you about his feelings.

Lester gets what you see in his brother and what you wouldn’t see in him, but he just knew that he could treat you better. If you were with him, you would never have to worry about the type of mood he was in, he would never snap at you, never ignore you. 

He just wished that you could see that you deserved better than what Bo offered you, and he hoped that you would see that he would treat you right.

Bo knows. Bo is well aware of Lester’s feelings for you, even before you were dating. But when Bo wants something, he gets it, and he wanted you.

He also knows what Lester thinks of your relationship, he sees the look on his brother’s face when he snaps at you or acts cold towards you. But Lester doesn’t see the better moments, because Bo does genuinely care for you even if he doesn’t always let himself show it.

It frustrates Bo that Lester questions your relationship, that he thinks you would be better with him, even if Lester never actually said any of that to him. He just knew from the way his younger brother looked at you and it pissed him off.

Now, Lester wouldn’t actually make a move on you if you were dating one of his brothers but he might express some concerns if you’re his friend and you’re dating Bo. Just asking if you’re alright, if you’re happy. 

He wouldn’t actually want to put you in the situation of having your boyfriend’s brother making a move on you. But he couldn’t say that if you made a move on him, he would turn you down, because he probably wouldn’t.

Since Bo knows about his brother’s feelings and his concerns piss him off, he’s going to retaliate. He’ll rub your relationship in Lester’s face, being extra close to you when his brother his around.

Not really being more affectionate, but he always has an arm around you or a hand on you, smacking/grabbing your ass, having you sit on his lap, anything to bother his brother.

Bo doesn’t really fear losing you to Lester but he’s going to make damn sure that never happens. And he’s going to make damn sure that Lester remembers that you’re his.

Vincent Sinclair

You had just taken to Vincent more than the other brothers as you got used to life in Ambrose, Lester wasn’t always around and Bo is much more difficult to deal with. You just enjoyed your time with Vincent and ended up falling for him.

Now the two of you were in a loving relationship, and you truly loved each other more than anything.

Of course, it was never quite that simple. Bo had been a flirt since the beginning but you never even humoured him, you were more interested in his twin.

After you and Vincent started dating, Bo would continue with the flirting but you weren’t all that surprised by that.

While Bo might have a soft spot for you, with you being family and all, he doesn’t have the same feelings for you that Vincent has.

And Bo knows that. 

In the end Bo is just a sore loser about you choosing Vincent over him when he had been so forward about his intentions.

Bo still flirted with you pretty often, sometimes it’s just a passing comment and other times it’s like he’s actually attempting to seduce you.

Vincent doesn’t like it at all, it always makes him uncomfortable and insecure. Even he had been sure that you would choose Bo over him before you actually got together.

You had gotten used to the flirting but hated how it made Vincent feel, shouldn’t Bo be more considerate about his twin’s feelings?

Vincent doesn’t really say anything to Bo (or even to you) but he does go quiet, clearly upset by his brother’s behaviour, and you notice.

But that usually results in you following him to his workroom, where you will reassure him that you’re only interested in him and Bo is just being a jerk about the whole thing.

Vincent knows that you’re not interested in Bo and that Bo doesn’t actually have any feelings for you so nothing would ever come from the flirting, but he can’t help letting his insecurities bother him.

However, if Bo actually touched you and made you uncomfortable, Vincent would absolutely step in. That’s going too far, you had rejected him and even if you weren’t dating him, Bo shouldn’t get so close or touchy when you’re clearly uncomfortable.

Bo is actually a little proud of his brother for standing up for both you and himself.

Lester Sinclair 

After deciding to let you live, Bo thought it would be best that you stay with Lester. The two of you just grew close living together, he was friendly and welcoming considering the circumstances, until you eventually started dating.

You would take frequent trips into Ambrose and out of the twins, you were definitely closer to Vincent. Bo wasn’t very kind to you but Vincent was, and the longer you knew him the better friends you became.

Over that time, Vincent had actually developed a crush on you.

Lester and you didn’t really notice it because he wasn’t too obvious about it, you were just his friend and that’s how you both saw it. But Bo notices, because he gets to see the way his head perks up when he finds out that you’re coming to visit, and teases his twin about it quite a lot. 

There was only one time that Lester got a little jealous at seeing you and Vincent together.

Vincent would never make a move on one of his brother’s s/o but he enjoys spending time with you as a friend, he will take what he can get.

This time you and Vincent must have just been getting a long a little too well and Bo made a comment to Lester about the two of you just to wind him up.

Lester would sulk at most, he wouldn’t get mad at either of you or cause any argument.

When you question him on his change in behaviour, he will be honest, saying that he got a little jealous of you and Vincent spending so much time together.

But it’s pretty easy to reassure him, he doesn’t think you’re going to cheat on him or anything. He trusts both you and Vincent in that.

Even if he found out that Vincent actually had a crush on you, he probably wouldn’t worry too much but he would become more aware of the looks that his brother gives you.

[cactus-stories]

@avatarofpink

How they cheer for you in a game! (Brothers + Luke)

I'm sorry but I haven't played enough to even know much about the other undateables, so I'm sticking to just the brothers and Luke for now! Maybe one day I'll write something for Solomon my beloved Sz

TW: none

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LUCIFER:

Dad cheering™.

He is LOUD.

Would never admit but he's the one that screams the loudest when you win.

Tries to keep his composure but LOOK AT THEM THEY ARE SO GOOD AT IT, THAT'S MY S/O!!!

Def the one paying for dinner afterwards when you win.

Showering you in compliments in private and telling you how proud he is of you <3

Even when you guys lose he manages to pick apart everything you did well in that game and compliments that.

MAMMON:

Boy is SOFT.

Would place bets on you ngl.

But that just means HE BELIEVES IN YOU HE SWEARS.

On the screamers group, he wants you to know he's watching and cheering for you!!

Also very proud, would be absolutely shameless about cheering your name.

"YOU GOT IT TREASURE!! COME ON!!! FUCK THEM UP!1!!!"

Would treat you to a night out after you win too, but his are more... chaotic.

When he wins the bets he spends all the money in gifts for you, so every time you win you get a little something from him :)

LEVIATHAN:

My boy is going full stan on you, I'm talking glow sticks, fans, a sign, all the extra stuff.

Would definitely be too embarassed to scream your name, but he'd bring a whistle (even though it pisses off the other contestants)!

He'd probably be one to make those handmade signs with cute drawings of you!!

Would get mad when you get scored against because "it's so unfair MC plays sO MUCH BETTER THAN THESE NORMIES!!1!!"

Would find an anime themed around the sport you play and binge it so he can have at least an idea of how it works :D

SATAN:

He's not very invested in sports, but it's you we're talking about so...

He probably has a few books that talk about it, so he'll dig them up so he can show them to you!

He's another one on the sign gang, has a really pretty one too, handwritten with your name in colorful letters.

Would use magic to make it more interesting! The drawings on the sign move around, whenever you score you can see green fireworks form wherever he's cheering from.

It's a slippery slope though. He really tries to keep his composure but cOME ON THAT WAS CLEARLY A FAULT FROM THE OPPOSITE TEAM WHY AREN'T THEY BEING PENALIZED??!!?

Will try to be patient, please bear with him, he hasn't destroyed the stadium yet, so consider that a win!

ASMODEUS:

Full out the one that stands out the most, he's practically GLOWING on those bleachers.

Finally! His dream of being someone's personal cheerleader finally became true! He can wear that outfit he has been planning...

Would def bring out the pompoms, he has a coreography, he chants your name and even get a few bystanders to cheer too just by how passionate he is about it.

Don't really get sports but you're so cute when you talk about your matches and he gets bragging rights because "LOOK EVERYONE LOOK HOW GOOD MY S/O IS AT ____".

Shamelessly makes you a fanpage on Devilgram.

BEELZEBUB:

Only other athlete in the house, he knows the drill.

Would invite you to train with him on the free time, just be sure to bring some snacks!

He seems like he would cheer for you more quietly, maybe getting up when you score a point and cheering with the others, but nothing too big.

He's the most familiar to that feeling after a game where you are so full of adrenaline but at the same time you just wanna lay down somewhere and HIBERNATE.

Would give you a massage and hit all the right spots, getting you comfortable in bed and cuddling you while you guys watch something.

He knows your muscles will be all sore the next day, but he's there to help, and he's so happy his S/O is interested in sports too that he pampers you the best he can!

BELPHEGOR:

CHEERLEADER BELPHIE CHEERLEADER BELPHIE

For real though, he would try, he really would.

It's just that the bleachers are really comfortable and Beel is right next to him and one thing led to another and... okay okay he fell asleep midway!

But he jolts awake every time people cheer!! And makes sure to cheer too when he notices it's for you! (Thanks Beel for warning him <3)

He doesn't have a real interest in sports, but he'll make an effort to know at least the basics of it for you.

Would love to fall asleep to you explaining how the rules of it work and what's your position/task on the team.

(EXTRA) LUKE:

Baby boy is baby.

You thought he was loud before? Just brace yourself for when he sees you play.

Torn between being very worried for your well-being and being very impressed by how good you play.

You look in your element, so after a few matches he'll calm down and jsut cheer normally.

Is absolutely INVESTED. He'll wanna learn it too so you guys can play together, even if just for fun. And if anyone asks it's just cultural interchange!!

Will bake you cupcakes with your team's colours for after the game, and take his time to learn some healthy recipies so you can always have snacks for when you're training.

Would probably try to bless you so you don't get hurt playing, but he isn't sure if it'd be cheating or not, so he doesn't.

[railingsofsorrow]

A Mending Fate

summary: y/n and spencer come to terms about their relationship. (sequel to ruptures of a high end)

pairing: spencer reid × fem!bau!reader

word count: 2.5K

warnings/content: luke alvez is a sweetheart; exes to lovers? exes to friends? read and find out; little bit of angst but fluff too!; mentions of luke & garcia being a thing ™.

A/N: I've no idea if luke is exactly how I portraited in here cause I haven't reached the season where he comes in yet but since this is fiction I can do whatever I want so I decided to put him in here. also! I'm not sure when the wedding happens- basically there's stuff out of the canon timeline. that is all. good reading!

A/N 0.2: not sure if i like this tbh

It's been two weeks since David Rossi's wedding.

Two weeks since Spencer and Y/N shared a dance and a conversation that doesn't leave his mind.

Two weeks since Y/N last spoke to him for anything unrelated to work.

It was torture. Spencer Reid felt his heart go up in his throat every time she walked by or even remotely glanced his away.

Torture.

She had been avoiding him for the past few days and he decided he had gotten enough. They had just entered the jet so there was enough time.

“Are you mad at me?”

Y/N gasped, holding a hand over her chest. Turning her neck she glared at him, “You wanna scare me to death?”

Spencer apologizes without much concern and leans against the countertop, “Sorry. Are you mad at me?”

“Why would I be mad at you, Spencer?” She went back to swirl the sugar in her coffee, not glacing up at him.

The doctor scoffed, “You've been ignoring me for the past two weeks— are you really asking that?” His whole demeanor softened instantly, “What did I do?”

“Nothing.” She finally looks up, expression blank. He hated that she knew how to hide her emotions well; he envied a bit for that actually. “I am speaking to you. I don't know what you're talking about.”

“Y/N, please...” Spencer begged, moving closer but she immediately stepped back looking away. He felt his heart being punched at the reaction. “Just tell me how I can fix this. You're my friend,” And I'm in love with you still. “I miss you.” He admitts in a small voice.

Her coffee was already long forgotten, with sweaty hands she desperately tried to dry them in her pants but to no use. “Can we- can we have this conversation after the case?”

He perked up at that, “Okay.”

She gave him a nod and walked away to find her seat. Besides JJ.

When he sat down, Emily smirked adjusting her position, “Ready to lose, Doctor Reid?”

No, I always win with you.

He missed his usual partner in poker, Y/N never let him win, no matter how good he was. He missed her altogether.

“Let's see.”

Y/N Y/L/N would kill Luke Alvez. How dare he get hurt in a confrontation?

Okay, it technically wasn't his fault because the unsub advanced first. But the guy had a knife, so the minimum accepted action was to beck away and not move forward to stop him. Luke had a hero complex, and she couldn't change that. Hell, not even Penelope, his girlfriend, changed that, then how could Y/N?

“You're a real idiot. Did you know that?” She huffed by his side at the ambulance. He was getting fixed up by a paramedic. The wounds had been superficial, just some screeches. He had been lucky.

“Either he would kill himself or hurt a cop, I didn't have a choice.” He winced when the antiseptic hit a sore spot.

“There's always a choice. You could've stayed quiet.”

“Okay, mom. I'm sorry—”

“How many times have I told you to not call me that, Alvez!”

The paramedic pressed her lips together to not laugh at them.

“C'mon, Y/L. Don't be mad at me, I'm fine, ain't I?”

Y/L rolled her eyes and Luke gave her an amused look. After the paramedic said he was good to go, he thanked her and nudged his best friend's hip.

Y/N gave him a sideways glance, “What.”

“Why don't you go talk to Reid and end this misery you two are suffering?”

Y/N widened her eyes, but before she could protest Luke wrapped and arm around her shoulders, leading her away from the ambulance.

“C'mon, Y/L/N. Everybody noticed the tension. I know you're avoiding him.”

“Whoah! What?” Y/N moved his arm away to stare at him, “I'm not— it isn't like that. I just—” He gave her a look and she scoffed, “If anything this is your fault.”

Luke's mouth went agape, “Excuse me?”

“Yeah.” Y/N crossed her arms, shifting slightly, “You kinda of interrupted something.”

A flashback of the after-party of Rossi's wedding flashed through her mind, but she kept quiet. She knew that it hadn't been Luke's fault for two reasons: one, he was too drunk to even notice what was going on; and two, it had been her to brush off the conversation with Spencer, not Luke.

“Wait.” Her eyes snapped to him, who had a faraway gaze. “You two were talking at Rossi's house when I... oh, my god did something happen? I interrupted something, didn't I?”

Y/N's lips broke into a smile after seeing the desperation in his voice.

“I'm sorry, Y/N. I had no idea—”

“Shut up, Luke. There was no way you would've known.” Rolling her eyes she laid her head on his shoulder and sighed, “I'm just an idiot. An idiot that is still hung up in a past that has no future.”

“How do you know?”

Y/N looked at him through her eyelashes, “Mhm?”

“How do you know you two have no future?” He repeated, lifting one of his eyebrows as he stared down at her.

A creased was formed in the bridge of her forehead, “It's been five years, Luke. We've been with other people...”

“But you still have him in your mind, don't you?”

Way too forward, aren't you? She thought.

“I mean- No. We've just been good friends and I think I—”

“I didn't said anything besides you and Spencer being more than friends.” Luke smirked, staring at a spot far away and then looking back at Y/N, who glared at him. “I don't like seeing you with all this sorrow in your eyes. Regret is something strong, Y/N. Don't let it come in-between what you want to do. What does your heart say?”

She gulped, squeezing her hands together. They were damp with sweat.

“I've hurt him way too much, Luke.”

“He hurt you, too. Don't say it as if you were the only one to blame, Y/N. ” He gave her a look. "You know, he talks to me about you, too."

“He does?” She looks up, pretending not to be affected by the comment. He could see right though her.

“Talk to him, Y/N. You'll be able to think straight after this. Trust me.”

She closed her eyes for the thoughts were too much to handle with them open.

Y/N trusted Luke. Even with his stupid ideas and crappy pick-up lines, she trusted Luke. She knew that what he was saying was true. But it didn't mean it didn't scare her to hell. Y/N Y/L/N was a coward. She didn't like confrontation. Her heart was screaming and she just didn't want to listen this whole time. Y/N decided it was time to stop ignoring what her heart was saying and actually starts to listen to it.

Closure.

I need closure.

But when you come to terms with your heart, are you really a coward?

Spencer Reid carried a frown while he scribbled something down in official reports. JJ was amused at his expression, for whatever reason, if he was trying to look mad he only looked like a kicked puppy.

“What's up?”

She approached, pulling a chair and sitting in front of his desk.

“Uh?” The Doctor looked up for a hot second into JJ's baby blue eyes and then quickly went back to his files. “Just finishing this stupid pile-”

Jennifer raised her eyebrows, “Okay. What's with the frown?”

“I'm not frowning.”

“Yes, yes you are, Spence.” JJ let her back rest against the chair, intertwining her fingers on her lap, “You've also been staring at Y/N and Luke for and awful amount of time now." He glared at her and she shrugged, “What? Am I lying?”

“Drop it, JJ.”

The blonde sighed, leaning closer. “You know Luke and Garcia are official now, right? He and Y/N are nothing but friends,”

Spencer felt his cheeks heathen up in shame, “I'm not- I don't care.” He inhaled deeply, looking down. “I'm just frustrated. It's nothing.”

“Are you sure you don't wanna talk?” JJ's eyes softened as she asked.

Spencer nodded mumbling faintly.

He wanted to talk to Y/N. He wanted to know how to fix whatever he had screwed up. Was it too late?

That night, they got into their cars and went home to their respective apartments with longing feelings and unsaid words. None of them said what they desired to say. And there was so much, so much left to be cleared. How could one start? How could one rip off the bandaid if it was glued right into the wound?

Y/N decided to rip it off once and for all. It was better than to let it get infected with time, right?

Screw this.

Two knocks woke Spencer up from a nice slumber. When he opened his eyes and looked around he noticed the TV was still on playing another History Channel documentary. The knocking repeated and he realized someone was actually there waiting for him to asnwer the door.

Too sleepy to look at the peephole, he opened the door, meeting a raised hand getting ready to knock again. Once she lowered her hand, a sheepish smile scratched her lips.

“You were sleeping, weren't you?”

Spencer stopped rubbing his eyes, letting his vision clear up. Y/N. He wasn't daydreaming.

“No, I-” He gulped, giving space for her to enter. “Come in.” She stepped in as he quietly closed the door. When he turned around he couldn't help but analyse her fidgety nature. “Are you okay?”

Y/N lifted her eyes to stare at him. What was her problem? She hadn't rehearsed before to freeze pathetically like this.

“I'm sorry I left early today.” Was what left her mouth. Spencer frowned, confused of what was she referring to. Y/N sighed, crossing and uncrossing her arms. “You said you wanted to talk and I told you that we could after the case and I just... left. I'm sorry.”

His eyebrows raised in understanding, “Oh, right. It's okay, Y/N.”

“No. No, it's not. I need to talk too, Spencer. I was running away before, but now I can't anymore.” Spencer wanted to tell her to calm down. He wanted to tell her that she didn't need to be nervous around him, there was no need for that. That whatever she had to say, he would understand. But his voice seemed to get lost along with his thoughts. “You were right; I was avoiding you. But I only did that because I didn't know how to act after- after Rossi's wedding.”

Spencer changed his focus to the ground. His curls covering his forehead. “Y/N, that was... I overstepped. I shouldn't have had pushed you to say something you didn't feel comfortable sharing.”

“That's not the issue.” She took a step towards him cautiously. “Spencer? I was just too scared to realize what I was feeling. What I still feel.” He almost cracked his neck while looking up.

“What are you saying?”

She then took a deep breath and exhaled, eyes not leaving his. “I still care about you.” Liar. You love him. “And what I said that night was nothing but the truth. Just so you know, I was slightly tipsy.” After cleaning her throat and looking away, she said, “I miss you. I know it's selfish after five years... but I miss you.”

Reid's mind was a whirlwind and his chest was about to burst. So, he wasn't making things up. She did felt the same.

He didn't realize he had been silent for a while, causing Y/N to shift uncomfortably.

“I'm sorry, Spencer. I knew I shouldn't have—”

“I miss you too.” He let out, finally finding his voice. “God, you have no idea how much I have missed you, Y/N.” Her eyes widened in surprise. That was not what she expected him to say. Those words carried the same meaning as they did earlier in the day. “It doesn't matter that it's been five years. I never stopped loving you.”

“You-” She shook her head, staring at him in disbelief. “I didn't- I didn't thought that you did.”

His fingers reacher her cheeks and she felt them burn, but didn't move an inch away. That touch was home.

“Why didn't you tell me anything?” He asked softly.

Her forehead creased slightly, “Because I was the one that broke up with you. How would that be fair?”

Spencer retracted his hands, making Y/N frown. But he only switched the tender touch to her hands. “I know another thing that wasn't fair.” There was sorrow in his eyes and she wanted to take that away immediately. “What I said to you that night,” Somehow, she knew he wasn't talking about the wedding. But the night they had broken up. “About you changing your mind; that was wrong of me. Y/N l, I was not with you because I wanted the planned future I created in my mind. I fell in love with you. There is nothing more that I need. I shouldn't have forced anything. I am so sorry for acting like that.”

Y/N barely let him finish as she launched herself into his arms, burying her nose in his neck. Spencer stumbled back but he held her firmly. He felt his shirt getting wet, and tried to pull away but she didn't let him.

“I was scared you'd resent me.” She whispered as if it was the darkes secret she ever had. “But I'm glad you don't.”

He succeeded in pulling away so then he could look right into her eyes. He proceeded to dry her cheeks, his throat almost closing at seeing her so distraught, “I'd never resent you. If anything, I resented myself for letting you go. I'm sorry.”

“I forgive you.” Y/N mumbled, pecking his lips. Spencer felt the salty taste of her tears. Or were those his too? "I forgive you, Spencer."

He grinned against her mouth, kissing her again. She slowly backed away, eyes dazed as she studied his face carefully. Flashbacks ran through his head like fire. “I should've said something, too. I guess?” Spencer said, pressing his fingers against the red skin of her lips.

That brought a smile to her lips. He grinned at that and rested his forehead against hers.

“Maybe.”

“Yeah?” She hummed, eyes closed in bliss as their breath mixed due their proximity. She pressed her hands on his chest, pushing him away a bit. “We need to communicate better if we're gonna to this, okay?” Spencer quickly agreed.

“Of course. Yes. Did you know that, statistically, sixty percent of relationships tend to fail because of lack of communication? That includes marriage, friendship or couples that are recently together...” He pressed his lips together, “I shouldn't have said that, should I?”

Y/N chuckled, pulling the fabric of his shirt closer to her. “Well, we just have to make sure to not be one of those sixty percent again, don't we?”

Spencer nodded, leaving a long kiss on her forehead. “I'll make sure that never happens.”

Closure.

That was all they needed. And, of course, to be in each other's arms again.

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[whumpmatsus]

Hi! 👋 Two things! First, a fic request (again Ichimatsu whump because I'm sorry but I have to): Ichimatsu takes a hit meant for one of his brothers (be it accidental or on purpose) and is pretty badly injured. Cue the rest of the Matsu Bros. to the rescue!

And second, um...would you be okay with it if, let's just say hypothetically, I made fan art of some of these fics? 😺

FIRST OF ALL thank you for this because it's LITERALLY the longest thing I've written on this blog so far!! so I hope u enjoy it fully uwu

Matsu Bros plus a cameo by Mama Matsu!! <3

second... YESSSS THAT IS ALWAYS DEFINITELY OKAY!!! aaaaaaa you flatter me <3 <3 <3

-

When Ichimatsu first wakes up in the hospital, he doesn’t remember why he’s here. Hell, he barely even remembers who he is.

All he really knows initially is that he’s in a lot of pain. It hurts to breathe, his face is kind of numb in spots, and his leg feels weirdly positioned, plus heavy and uncomfortable. His shoulder feels kind of sore… as does his wrist.

There’s also some strange fog drifting around his mind that’s making it difficult to really focus on anything.

He feels a hand in his own. Not very tight… he thinks it’s someone giving just enough pressure to let him know they’re here. That he’s not alone. That’s comforting, he thinks.

Then he starts to remember things.

He was out walking with some of the others; Karamatsu and maybe Totty? What they were doing is a little fuzzy and isn’t coming to him instantly. He just recalls they were together, walking on the sidewalk. They came to a crosswalk and waited their turn. Karamatsu, as the eldest out of the three, stepped forward first to cross.

Ichimatsu thinks Karamatsu’s intention was that he would hold Totty’s hand to keep the youngest safe while they crossed, and Ichimatsu could follow after them. He doesn’t believe Totty had any objections.

They waited. They followed all the rules they were supposed to. The crosswalk light told them they were allowed to go.

It was someone else who broke the rules, tearing through a stop sign, the car headed right for his brothers. He… thinks he remembers Totty had only just come forward to grab Karamatsu’s hand, so he wasn’t quite there yet. Karamatsu was the one in the most danger.

He doesn’t remember much else. Running forward, pushing his baby brother behind him and yelling for his big brother to move.Then an impact. A lot of pain. Black and nothingness and warmth.

Now he’s awake. Putting the pieces together, he’s pretty sure he shoved Karamatsu forward and ended up getting hit by that car.

He thinks, in his haze, that the car should have hit Karamatsu, because he was the one who went first, because things happened so fast. But he’s glad it didn’t happen that way.

A couple groans catch the attention of whoever’s in the room, and he gets a squeeze to the hand. “Ichimatsu? Honey? Are you awake?”

“Mmh…” It hurts a little to move his head. He does it anyway, getting a glimpse of his mother. “… Mom…?”

It looks like she’s smiling… relieved, maybe. “Yes! Yes, my sweet boy, Mama is here.” She reaches her free hand over to gently stroke his hair. It feels nice. “Thank goodness. How do you feel?”

He closes his eyes. “I hurt.”

“Well, I should hope so! I’d be worried if you weren’t in a lot of pain right now. Do you remember what happened?”

Although he tries to move around, it’s difficult simply because it’s so painful. “Uh, yeah, kind of… I got… hit by a car, right? ― H… hey… Karamatsu and Totty… where are they? Are they okay?”

“Yes, dear, they’re both fine. Karamatsu has a couple of scrapes, but nothing serious. You, on the other hand, are lucky, young man. You’ve got a broken leg, a couple of broken ribs, and a broken wrist. You did have a dislocated shoulder, but they got that back into place. The doctor said it could have been much worse. She said you got off easy compared to some people who get hit by a car.”

She combs his bangs back in a way that mitigates any anger or frustration in her next words. “What were you thinking?”

“The car was coming for Karamatsu…” He frowns as the memory surfaces again, in slightly better detail. Damn. “… And Totty didn’t see it… he was gonna step out, too…”

Everything seemed to happen so fast. How the hell did he manage to get his older brother out of the way and keep his younger brother out of the way when everything happened so fast?

Matsuyo sighs and continues stroking his hair. “Oh, I know… they were both in tears when we all arrived. Totty was inconsolable… saying that Karamatsu would be dead if you hadn’t run forward and that he thought you were dead because you weren’t responding. I should be mad that you scared your brothers… but…”

She leans forward to kiss his forehead. “… You did a brave thing, Ichimatsu. Mama is very proud of you. I just don’t like any of you boys hurt… if you’re inclined to do this again, pull the other person back instead of taking their place. You silly boy,” she adds with an affectionate smile.

“Hah…” he laughs weakly, wincing at the pain in his chest. “Sorry, Mom. Everything hurts… I wanna go home.”

“Mhm, they’ll probably let you go pretty soon now that you’re awake. That’s the main thing they were waiting for, I think.” She moves her hand down to pat lightly at his forearm.

“Don’t worry. You’ll be home before you know it, and your family will take good care of you.”

-

Coming home is kind of weird.

Ichimatsu can’t really walk on his own. Since his leg is broken, the doctor gave him a crutch that he can use with his good hand, but it’s an awkward movement and leaves him feeling unbalanced. It’s just easier to lean on one of his brothers to walk ― in this case, Choromatsu has volunteered to help if Ichimatsu needs to walk somewhere. Though… he gets the feeling that the others would be more than happy to volunteer if the third eldest were somehow busy when he needs to get up.

Every motion, from sitting up to reaching for things to just breathing, is painful thanks to the broken ribs. There’s nothing that can really be done for those, so he’s evidently got to just suffer. He remembers the doctor saying they should feel quite a bit better in a couple of weeks. Most of this is going to take a month or more to fully heal, which is… according to Osomatsu, a ‘major boner-killer’.

Sitting around doing nothing but being in pain is going to be the end of Ichimatsu. He’s sure of that. He can’t go outside to feed the cats, and it’s difficult to cuddle with them inside with all his injuries. That alone is pretty depressing.

The pain medication they sent him home with is also a little frustrating. The first time he takes it, it makes him so tired he sleeps right through dinner.

He falls asleep on the couch in the spare room, he knows, because it’s where he has to be set up for now. There’s noway he can sleep in the futon with everyone else while he tries to heal; that runs the risk of running into someone, or having one of his brothers accidentally run into him.

His leg’s in a cast and his wrist is in a splint, to protect them as they fix themselves, but if those areas have someone roll onto them, it’ll probably result in more damage. Which means more pain and more time added to his recovery.

It’s apparently a bad idea to sleep on the couch. When he wakes up, everything is sore and screaming in pain. Justified, unfortunately, since he fell asleep in the same position he was relaxing in.

Someone else… is here? There’s something warm pressed up against his side.

He glances over to find that he’s evidently been resting on Karamatsu’s shoulder, likely for a while given that Karamatsu’s eyes are closed too. It looks dark out, and Ichimatsu’s foggy mind busies itself wondering what time it is.

There’s a soft chuckle beside him, and looking over reveals one of his big brother’s eyes is cracked open now. It’s swiftly followed by the other one, then the sudden absence of a pressure around his shoulder makes him aware that Karamatsu had an arm around him. “Awake, hm?”

“Yeah…” He tries to stretch, stopped short when a jolting pain in his chest reminds him that it’s definitely a bad idea. “Oww. I don’t even remember falling asleep.”

“That’s alright. You started to get a bit drowsy about half an hour after Osomatsu-nii-san gave you your medicine. We saved you a plate from dinner, though, if you want me to go warm it up.”

Ichimatsu blinks. “I slept through dinner?? Shit. How late is it right now?”

His brother shifts a bit more to take out his phone. “Hm… a bit after midnight.”

“Midnight?” Well, fuck. Although he can justify an hour nap or so, he’s just slept like six hours. He missed dinner, he missed going to the bathhouse, he missed maybe a game of cards before bed.

Karamatsu laughs again, his hand tousling Ichimatsu’s hair fondly. “That’s right, my brother. Don’t worry. Osomatsu-nii-san said fatigue is a side effect of your medicine, and your body needs sleep right now, anyway. So, are you hungry? Mommy made soba and yakitori for dinner, but if you’d rather have something else, just say the word. Your wish is my command!”

Honestly… he’s not really that hungry. He knows he should probably eat; his stomach is just trying to tell him not to have anything heavy. Another side effect of the medication, maybe. “Are you… sure? I kind of just feel like plain miso and rice. Other stuff doesn’t sound good.”

“Of course! I’d be delighted to go heat some up. You simply rest and I’ll…” When he goes to stand up, something catches Ichimatsu’s eye, and he grabs his brother’s hand, weakly, with his own injured one. It’s painful, but…

Karamatsu’s eyes focus on his younger brother, brows furrowing. “Ichimatsu? What’s the matter?”

It’s… that cut on Karamatsu’s face. Ichimatsu didn’t notice it before. Now that he’s a bit more alert, it’s practically all he can see. It’s not very big, maybe the length of one of their little fingers, and not deep. It looks like a scrape from falling off one’s bike or something. He thinks maybe it had a bandage on it at one point. The color has faded into something dull; the skin around is still bright pink, though, suggesting that it’s irritated despite not being cut.

His gaze shifts down to find similar wounds on Karamatsu’s hands. On the palms, where he probably got a sort of road rash when he tried to catch himself after Ichimatsu pushed him out of the way.

His own wrist protests with a violent throb as he reaches to let his fingers graze lightly over Karamatsu’s wrist. Image after image of what might have happened to him if Ichimatsu wasn’t fast enough comes unbidden into his head. Karamatsu could be the one with a broken leg or broken ribs, or it could have been worse.

“Y… you’re okay… right?” As soon as those words are out of his mouth, tears start spilling. All at once he’s pulled into a hug, loose fists resting against his back. He can’t stop himself from leaning in, pressing his face against Karamatsu’s shoulder.

He can feel the soft rumble of mirthless laughter his big brother gives. “You’re the one who was hurt, Ichimatsu. I’m only okay because of you. If you hadn’t seen… I wasn’t paying attention…”

The words, “It should have been me”, hang heavily in the air even though Karamatsu doesn’t say them.

He brushes a delicate kiss over the side of his little brother’s forehead. “Heh… you would have been a better big brother than me. You kept us all safe when I failed. You probably saved my life, you know. Thank you.”

Ichimatsu isn’t sure why it’s now that the full weight of everything has hit him. Now, when he’s home and out of danger, when everything is okay. Shouldn’t he have been falling apart when he first woke up in the hospital? It shouldn’t have taken seeing Karamatsu’s small injuries to remind him that they all could have died when he’s the one in a cast.

It’s hard to keep himself together, to keep his breathing normal so he doesn’t completely go to pieces. (Though, if he did, what better place to do so than in his older brother’s arms?) “… You’d do the same for me, right? So it’s only fair.”

“I would,” Karamatsu hums. “Without a second thought. You’re my little brother and I love you very much and if I could save you from being hurt, I would. I’m… sorry I was so careless that I couldn’t do it this time.”

Ichimatsu grunts, slipping his good arm around Karamatsu’s waist in an effort to be closer. “Don’t feel too bad. The next car’ll be yours.”

-

After eating as much as he feels like he can, Ichimatsu allows Karamatsu to help transfer him to the floor. It’s already set up with a spare futon, a blanket, and a pillow, probably because someone guessed that sleeping on the sofa wouldn’t be comfortable.

He’s still in so much pain. The shoulder that was reduced back into place aches like an old war wound, and his chest is sore even when he’s lying still. To say nothing of his wrist and his leg. His whole body feels like one giant bruise, except worse.

Although Karamatsu insists he’d be just fine to stand guard all night, after a few minutes Choromatsu comes in and sends him back to the bedroom. Ichimatsu doesn’t hear too much of the conversation ― mostly whispers that Karamatsu needs to go get some sleep, that Choromatsu is glad to take a turn.

Soon enough, though, Karamatsu relents and comes to tell Ichimatsu goodnight before he leaves the room. Ichimatsu gets one more kiss on the head and a reassuring squeeze to his good hand and exchanges another round of “I love you”s with his brother, then heads into the bedroom.

Choromatsu came prepared, setting his own pillow up on the couch and tossing a blanket at the end just in case he needs it. “So… how are you feeling, Ichimatsu?”

“Mm… like crap, kinda.” He looks over to where his brother is trying to get settled in. “I can’t believe I slept six hours and I’m still tired. What kind of shit did they put me on?”

“Hah… y-yeah, it’s the good stuff, probably. Is it at least helping the pain a little?”

“A little. Like Mom said before we left the hospital, I… guess it’d be more worrying if I wasn’t in pain right now. I did get hit by a car.”

Choromatsu leans forward and places a cautious hand on his little brother’s head. Once that earns him no punishment, he gingerly combs through Ichimatsu’s hair. It certainly feels relaxing. “You sure did. I… I can’t believe you kept both Karamatsu and Totty safe. Adrenaline’s a… a weird thing, huh? I’m glad you’re all okay. Hopefully the pain medicine will work better once you’ve had a few doses.”

“Mh. I hope so.”

“Yeah. For now, just, uh… just try to get some more sleep, okay? Your body needs a lot of rest while you’re healing.”

Yep, that’s what Karamatsu said, too. Two of his brothers saying the same thing can’t be wrong. … Well, they could be, but it would be weird. “I’ll try. Thanks for… being here. I dunno that I’d really want to sleep alone for the whole night. Guess Totty’s rubbing off on me.”

A low chuckle leaves Choromatsu as Ichimatsu closes his eyes. The sound of rustling suggests that his older brother has laid down and pulled a blanket over himself as well.

After a moment of quiet between them, Ichimatsu becomes keenly aware of a sensation that definitely isn’t going to allow him to sleep. “Uuuugh. Shit.”

“Huh?” Choromatsu is sitting up in an instant, ready to practically spring out of his skin. “What’s wrong, Ichimatsu?”

“― My leg itches.”

“O-oh. So… scratch it??”

He throws his head back in frustration. “No, the one with the Goddamn cast on it.”

“Ohhh. Okay, uh, well…” Choromatsu gets up and rummages through one of the drawers for a few seconds.

After that, a pencil is pressed into Ichimatsu’s good hand with a smile. “Here, try this. Stick the eraser end down in the little space between your leg and the cast, then keep moving it. If the itch is high enough up, it should help.”

Ichimatsu raises an eyebrow at the advice. Well. What’s he got to lose, after all? He spends a moment trying to get the itch scratched after slipping the pencil down, and finally he sighs in relief. “Fuck, that’s a lot better. How’d you know that was gonna work?”

Choromatsu grins self-consciously, rubbing at the back of his neck. “Ah, well… remember when I broke my arm? When I went for my checkup, I had this itch inside the cast that was driving me nuts. So the nurse showed me this trick. It doesn’t always work, but…”

“Huh… well… thanks.” After everything, he’s just really tired and ready to sleep now. He would cross his fingers that nothing else disturbs him if he felt like moving at all.

“Heh, no problem. All good now?”

“I think so.” When he sees his brother straighten up to head back to the couch, his brain evidently thinks it’s good to say something. “H… hey. Choromatsu?”

Choromatsu looks back down, concern etched on his features. “Ah, yeah? What’s up?”

His heart is hammering so fast it feels like it’s trying to break more of his ribs. He doesn’t really want to embarrass himself. It’s just… he feels… “Can you… can you… stay for a minute? Down here?”

“Oh… yeah, sure. I can’t stay too long… I-I can’t sleep next to you. I might accidentally hurt you.” Even so, he lowers himself back down, sitting cross-legged and reaching to stroke Ichimatsu’s hair.

He nods. That’s part of the problem. Even though he normally wouldn’t have much complaint about being left to his own devices… he’s used to sleeping next to his brothers. Right on the end beside Karamatsu. When he’s not feeling well, being absent from them is apparently not doing him any favors. “I know. It’s just…”

His eyes drift closed once more. It must be the medicine making him feel out of it and way too honest. “… I think I’m gonna get lonely sleeping like this.”

“O-oh… gosh.” He can practically hear the frown in Choromatsu’s voice. The other man’s hand combs through his hair, a rhythmic and repetitive motion that makes him sleepy again. “I can probably… sleep like this, propped up against the couch. Is that okay?”

“Mmmh… I don’t want you to have to do that… you’ll make your back sore.”

He chuckles. “Ah, I-I think I can handle it. Even if that’s true, it’d be worth it to me so you don’t have to feel lonely. It’s the least I can do for my little brother.”

“I can’t stop you,” Ichimatsu mumbles. Sleep is scrabbling its tiny, strong fingers at him, trying to pull him down. It’s getting hard to resist. “If you want…”

“Yeah… yeah, I wanna do this for you.” Choromatsu leans down to press a small kiss to the top of Ichimatsu’s head. “Hey. Love you, Ichimacchan. Try to get some rest, okay?”

He doesn’t have to tell Ichimatsu twice. Within a minute of Choromatsu’s urging, he’s fallen back into a peaceful darkness.

-

When Ichimatsu wakes up the next morning, Choromatsu’s presence has been replaced by Jyushimatsu’s.

As much as he loves his immediate older brother, he doesn’t have any complaints. He and Jyushimatsu are very close, and his younger brother being here is pretty soothing to wake up to.

He’s uncharacteristically quiet, though that’s not to say he isn’t his usual energetic self. He appears to be flipping through baseball cards, maybe organizing them in his little album, humming to himself. There’s also one hand free to play with Ichimatsu’s hair, which he supposes is why he still feels relaxed.

“Hey, Jyushi.” His body reminds him why stretching is a bad idea right now, so he settles for arching his back a little in an effort to make something pop. Everything is sore. Even that little bit of movement hurts his ribs enough that he has trouble catching his breath for a minute. “Fuck… morning.”

“Oh! Yeah, it is morning!” Jyushimatsu is chipper as always, though when he leans in for a hug, he’s surprisingly gentle. “How’d you sleep, Ichimatsu-nii-san?”

“Okay, I guess. I still hurt a bunch.”

“Yeahhhh, you were crying in your sleep! But it’s okay! Because guess what? Jyushi is here!” He grins, nuzzling his cheek against Ichimatsu’s. It’s a bit weird, but par for the course as far as Jyushimatsu is concerned. Besides, the hug is nice after the fear of being lonely last night. “Did you have nightmares, huh?”

Now that he mentions it… yep. Ichimatsu’s dreams, or what he remembers of them, were filled with horrible things. The memory of being hit by the car, or the images of either Karamatsu or Totty being hit because he wasn’t fast enough.

He recalls one piece of a dream which involved looking into his own chest and seeing the end of a fractured rib shatter his glass heart.

A shudder runs through his body, prompting Jyushimatsu to tighten his grip just slightly. “Oh, you’re cold! It’s past breakfast, ‘cause you slept for a really long time, but I’ll go get you some tea!! Sound good?”

Given that his appetite hasn’t come back from war, that sounds better than anything else. Though he did manage to choke down that rice and miso last night, he’s not sure if he wants to eat even anything bland. “Yeah, sounds good. Put just a little bit of agave syrup in it for me?”

“Yeah! Anything for Ichimatsu-nii-san! Be right back, okay?”

With Jyushimatsu, ‘be right back’ is typically how it goes. He’s only gone for a few minutes, or at least it only seems like a few minutes.

Regardless, Ichimatsu has a cup of tea in his hand relatively quickly. Almost as if his brother predicted that it would be difficult to hold something very hot with only one hand, the tea is warm, not boiling hot.

It’s easier to balance it with one hand, plus this means it’s pretty much the perfect temperature to drink. As he starts to sip it, he feels Jyushimatsu’s hand, covered entirely by his sleeve, rubbing affectionately between his shoulder blades. “It’s good, huh?”

He swallows and gives the other a nod. “Yeah, pretty good. Thanks.” Thankfully, it should wake him up, too. He’s still feeling kind of groggy.

“Good!! Osomatsu-nii-san said he’s gonna give you your medicine in a minute, since I told him you were up and hurting.” Jyushimatsu shoves his binder of cards away, shifting up to sit on the sofa. “Do you want me to move you up here after you’re done drinking?”

“Probably, yeah. You got anything you wanna do today?” Another sip, and he sighs in relief feeling the warmth flow through him. Damn.He can’t believe he could take something as simple as a cup of tea in the morning for granted. “I can’t really help with baseball practice… but we could watch TV together or something.”

“Sure! We can watch whatever you want!” After only a few seconds, Jyushimatsu wiggles himself back down and leans against his big brother’s shoulder. “Hey, Ichimatsu-nii-san… I’m really glad you’re okay. Even though you’re hurt and everything, you’re home with us instead of… being not home with us!”

The least he can do is let his head rest gently against Jyushimatsu’s. “Yeah… I’m glad I’m home, too. Don’t think I’d rather be anywhere else.”

Jyushimatsu nods eagerly, making a brief, dull wave of pain wash through Ichimatsu. However, he’d rather have that pain than not have his little brother close. “We’ll take really good care of you! Just say if you need anything, okay? I’m really strong and I can get anything! … And if I can’t, Osomatsu-nii-san probably can!”

“Heh.” Ichimatsu takes another gulp of his tea. “You guys are the best.”

-

True to Jyushimatsu’s word, Osomatsu is in pretty soon to give Ichimatsu the painkillers. For whatever reason, even when he can’t be trusted with literally anything else, the eldest is pretty good at monitoring medicine when one of the others needs it.

All things being equal, Ichimatsu has a lot of faith in taking medicine when Osomatsu keeps track of it. He knows how much was dispensed, how many Ichimatsu is supposed to take and how often, how many are left, and all the related things. He’s like some kind of idiot savant who was put on Earth to be a pill counter.

After he takes it, he expects to start getting tired again, so he silently begs Osomatsu to stay on the couch with him. They’re all supposed to be hanging out anyway, based on what Jyushimatsu said, so right now he decides he wants to be close to his oldest brother for a little bit.

Osomatsu seems all too happy to oblige, snuggling Ichimatsu as close as he dares to. It’s probably not a good idea to use normal force, so the touches are… lighter than usual. It’s not so bad.

He settles in on Osomatsu’s shoulder, trying to get his eyes to focus on the show Jyushimatsu turned it to for him. It’s kind of unfortunate that he’s almost certainly going to fall asleep on it. “You guys are taking really good care of me,” he sighs, letting his eyes slip closed. “You want my allowance? Or, like… a bag of sardines?”

Osomatsu snorts. “What? You’re nuts, man. We’re taking care of you because we want to and because you need it. I mean, if I was sitting here with a broken leg, a broken wrist, broken ribs, and had to have my shoulder cherry popped back into place, wouldn’t you all be like, ‘Wow, maybe we should give the poor bastard a hand’? We’re just doing the same thing for you that we’d do for any one of us.”

Ichimatsu huffs. “Yeah, well… you’re all doing a lot. Karamatsu went in the kitchen past midnight to make me miso and rice, Choromatsu probably fucked up his back sleeping against the couch so I wouldn’t be lonely, Jyushi’s waiting on me, and you’ve got my medicine on a damn schedule or something.”

“Yeah, well,” Osomatsu grins, “I can’t leave it up to you, crackhead.”

He can’t help but chuckle at that. Even so, it’s not going to make him totally drop this. “I’m serious. You guys are…”

Osomatsu nudges him carefully. “We’re being brothers, you boner. I know we suck at showing it sometimes, but… you know we all love each other, right? I guess it’s easier to show it when one of us is sick or hurt. Just so happens you’re the hurt one right now. And also your ass is on painkillers, so everything seems weird to you.”

… Okay, so maybe he can’t fault that logic. Still, though.

They’re both quiet for a long moment while they watch the screen, then Osomatsu lets out a soft hum. “You did good, you know. I don’t like that you tried to get yourself killed, but you did good.”

“I wasn’t trying to get myself killed,” Ichimatsu retorts with the nastiest facial expression he can muster right now. “I didn’t wanna get hit, either. But Karamatsu and Totty weren’t paying attention… I didn’t want them to get hit. I was trying to get us all out of that way… I just wasn’t fast enough.”

Osomatsu scoffs before reaching his hand up to ruffle Ichimatsu’s hair. He appears to be getting a lot of pets like that lately, not that he’s complaining. It feels really good and is one of the biggest comforts he has right now. “You protected them, anyway. I can’t say too much, because you didn’t do anything I wouldn’t have done if it were me.”

Ichimatsu offers a low, mocking wail. “Oh, shit. I’m turning into you. I think I’d rather be a cat. If I were a really bratty cat, you’d still be nice enough to feed me sardines and scratch behind my ears, right?”

“Uhhhh, I guess. You’re changing the subject, you dick.” A small puff of laughter makes his bangs move. “I just… wanna say I really respect you, man. Sometimes I remember the days when you would kick Karamatsu in the leg just for breathing the wrong way. And when you used to blow Totty off to hang with your friends in high school.”

He gets a shrug in response. “People change. We’ve all changed a lot.”

“Yeah, sure. I know.” His arm shifts down and he squeezes Ichimatsu’s good hand in that reassuring, proud way only an older sibling can. “They haven’t all been good changes. But seeing you trying to keep the others safe… that’s a a good change. Just gotta give you your props, Ichimacchan.”

He’s too tired to really argue with Osomatsu. Despite the fact that he knows he’s the shittiest of them all, he has to at least silently acknowledge that what he did prevented one of his older brothers and his baby brother from being in the same pain he’s in right now.

Instead of saying anything meaningful, he just presses himself in more against Osomatsu and mutters, “That’s nice. I’m tired.”

Osomatsu snorts and Ichimatsu feels a light kiss on top of his head. “Alright, dumbass, get some sleep. The pills are probably kicking in. Let me know if you need anything.”

Ichimatsu thinks that, right now, all he needs is his big brother to be the perfect pillow, and he’s doing a pretty good job of that.

-

Although it’s not dark at all the next time Ichimatsu wakes up, it’s significantly later than he meant to sleep. 3 P.M., meaning that once again he’s slept through a meal ― lunch, this time.

Just like last night, he finds that he’s not really all that hungry. Even so, it might be a good idea to eat, so probably he ask Osomatsu to get him something small.

When he shifts and looks over, though, Osomatsu isn’t there anymore. Instead, there’s Totty…

… Oh.

He’s holding onto Ichimatsu pretty tight. Ichimatsu isn’t sure he can move too much with the way Totty is holding him.

“Hey,” he says softly. “Totty? Everything okay?”

His little brother stiffens, wide eyes suddenly turning up to look at him. Unlike what he noticed about Karamatsu, Totty doesn’t have any physical injuries, but… the skin around his eyes is red and puffy. “Y… yeah, it’s all good. Sorry, am I hurting you?”

“No… not really hurting.” He doesn’t remember having seen Totty too much after everything happened. He visited Ichimatsu in the hospital, all teary-eyed and not talking, before they were all allowed to take him home. Once he got home, though, he can’t recall Totty being around a lot even though everyone else was.

He assumed Totty was freaked out after everything and avoiding him just because he’s emotional right now. Seems Ichimatsu was right about that.

He maneuvers his good arm to put it around Totty’s shoulders, pulling him in closer. “Have you been crying? You sure you’re okay?”

Totty sniffles and dips his head down. “Yeah, sorry… I just…”

“Don’t be sorry, dumbass.” Even though it hurts a little to move so much, Ichimatsu cuddles his brother in against him. “It’s fine, you big crybaby. I just wanna make sure you’re okay.”

“I should be the one making sure you’re okay.” Regardless, Totty nestles in, tucking his head under Ichimatsu’s chin. It’s a bit of a weight on his hurt ribs, but it’s not that bad. “… H-hey. I, um. You know. I… I love you.”

Huh. It’s been a while since Totty has said that point-blank to any of his brothers, Ichimatsu thinks. It’s kind of nice to hear. He closes his eyes and offers an appreciative hum. “I love you, too. That it?”

Totty lets out a frustrated sigh, and Ichimatsu can just imagine the pout he has on his face. Kinda cute. He can’t really help himself; the youngest is always gonna be the baby, always gonna be adorable, even when he’s acting like a little bitch or if he wants to deny it. “I wanted to… say I’m sorry.”

“For…?”

“For… everything! Y-you know, for almost getting hit and… I mean, you got hurt trying to protect me and Karamatsu! If I hadn’t tried to follow him without even looking… you wouldn’t have had to worry about me. And… and I haven’t been with you too much since you got home…”

He nuzzles his head against Ichimatsu’s collarbone, kneading his hand against the top of his brother’s good leg. “I’m sorry about that. It’s just… I’ve been… really upset. It was scary, seeing the car hit you…”

The hum Ichimatsu gives this time is lower, pensive and understanding. “Yeah. Mom said you were crying a lot when she got to the hospital. ‘S okay to be kinda freaked out, you know.”

“Yeah, I know… and I was… am.I was scared the whole time… Karamatsu tried to wake you up, but you were just lying there and you wouldn’t…” Totty sniffles and his hand curls into a weak fist against Ichimatsu’s knee. “I didn’t wanna lose you, Ichimatsu-nii-san, and I was really afraid you were gone. I’m happy you’re okay… I just… I-I was pretty sure I was gonna cry the first time I tried to take care of you, so I… wanted to be alone with you. Crying in front of all you guys is…”

Ichimatsu nods to quiet his brother, ghosting a kiss over the top of Totty’s head. “I get it. It’s okay, Totty. C’mere, okay… you don’t have to be sorry for being freaked out and not wanting to cry and all that shit. I’m sure Karamatsu’s freaked out, too. And everyone else. Don’t apologize for your feelings, stupid.”

An indignant huff is the response he gets, before Totty presses in against Ichimatsu’s uninjured shoulder. “It just makes me think a lot,” he finally confesses.

Ichimatsu smirks. “Right. And you’re so out of practice with thinking, it’s hard. I know.”

“Th-that’s not it, you jerk!” Totty whines and brings his arms in, curled against his chest. His knees come up onto the couch, folded under him, as he tries to get comfortable. “It makes me think… anything could happen, at any moment, and that… might be it.And I know we’re all shitty to each other a lot of the time, but… but I love all of you.”

He sniffles, snuggling against Ichimatsu when his big brother pulls him even closer. “The thought that one of us might… die… I-I didn’t… I didn’t know how afraid I was of that… till I thought it happened. If one of us wasn’t here… it… it wouldn’t be the same anymore.”

“… Yeah.” Ichimatsu gives Totty a squeeze that’s maybe a little tighter than necessary. It’s not like he can pretend that Totty is wrong. He’s right. Even though they’re all assholes and treat each other like crap sometimes, the last thing any of them want is for their family to be… incomplete.

They sit quietly for what feels like a long time, holding each other. Breathing. Just existing in sync, in perfect understanding for a while.

Sometimes, it’s true, Ichimatsu is kind of a death seeker. Sometimes he really does want to die. Sometimes he doesn’t care about anything, and just wants it all to end so he doesn’t have to deal with the weight of life anymore.

Sometimes, though… sometimes he fights death with all he has. He thinks maybe that’s what happened after he got hit by the car.

It would have been easy to die then. To just let his injuries swallow him up and put out his life like blowing out a candle.

He’s in a lot of pain right now, but he’s not dead. There must be a reason, right?

He thinks this is the reason.

Holding his youngest brother and realizing how broken his absence would leave his family, thinking about how broken it would be if anyof them were gone, how much they love each other…

… For once, he’s happy to be alive.