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dreamingofep · 1 year ago

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A Blue Velvet Crush

(Elvis/Austin!Elvis × reader)

Character/Fandom: Elvis - Elvis (2022)

TW: Cussing, teasing, SMUTTT, fingering

Rating: Explicit/Mature (NSFW, 18+, so minors Do NOT Interact)

Word Count: 5.4K

A/N: Hello everyone! This picture of Elvis lives rent free in my head and I knew when I first saw it, I had to write something for it.

If you've never seen some of this performance, I'd recommend watching! I'll make another post with the youtube link!

Thank you again❤️

Sorry for any spelling mistakes or goofs.

Mississippi, September 26th, 1956

Traffic was backed up for miles and the buzz in the air was electrifying. You couldn’t hide your nerves though. You weren’t even supposed to be here today but by the grace of God, you got thrown in the ring and had to cover today’s most important story. Elvis Presley was back in his hometown of Tupelo, Mississippi to perform a charity concert. His rise to fame seemed to happen overnight and everyone was dying to see him in person.

You were just an intern at the Tupelo Mirror and your supervisor that was running the Elvis story got sick this morning. Eric called you at the crack of dawn, frantic that no one was going to be there to take pictures. You had only been at the newspaper for a month and a half, you didn’t want to overstep your role and be too forward, but you mentioned that you have photography experience. You ran your college photography club and were majoring in journalism. You know you can take some decent shots of him. You try to sell yourself, affirming you can do this! The whole reason you were working for the newspaper was to get a better shot of getting a job at a newspaper company after you graduated. You thought this would be the perfect way to gain the experience. And if you got some good pictures of Elvis Presley? That could change your whole life.

You did have a fondness of the man but like, who didn’t at your age? He was the new cool guy who was causing havoc wherever he went. He was talented and had this luring sense about him. You hadn’t ever seen him in person, but based on the few televised appearances he’s made, he was beyond incredible. You knew he had a talent that no one had ever had. Your parents would always make a fuss if you were watching him and tried to make you feel bad for it.

“No Christian boy should be moving like that! It’s abhorrent.” Your parents used to say.

You’d just roll your eyes and grumble under your breath. Your parents didn’t understand that he was something young people could love and be fully immersed in without having to act all prim and proper about it. There was no other artist that would make you feel the way Elvis made his audiences feel. He was passionate and he felt the music to his very soul. It showed so easily he didn’t have to say he loved what he was doing.

And now you were going to be feet away from Elvis, taking his picture and maybe even getting the chance to ask him a few questions. The cars started moving forward more and before you could get through the gates, a police officer stopped you. You rummaged through your satchel and pulled out your press pass. He quickly nodded and directed you to the portion of the lot where other photographers and press reporters were gathered. You quickly find a spot and throw your car in park. You throw your satchel over your head and grab your camera out of its bag. It wasn’t the most high-end camera but it took nice pictures. You double-checked the camera had enough film and quickly made a beeline to the stage.

There were thousands of people here already and the buzz in the air was electric. You saw girls jumping up and down giddy that they were about to see Elvis live. You had some of the men standing next to them with a bored expression on their faces like they didn’t want to be there. You had to play it cool though. You had your press badge on and the last thing you needed was for someone to see you acting giddy when you had to be professional today.

There was a corralled section for the press behind ropes that gave you a bit better access on the side of the stage but it was still very crowded. Not only that, but it was all men here and they were all significantly taller than you. You couldn’t see a damn thing from this area and became worried you weren’t going to be able to get one good photograph of this entire thing!

You try to push and shove your way closer to the front but just get these condescending looks toward you and don’t budge an inch for you. You didn’t expect anything less honestly, the industry was made up of men and wasn’t exactly kind to women entering the workplace. You shake it off, not letting it get to you too much.

The audience starts screaming as the band takes their place on stage. It’s a small band with just a drummer, bassist, and guitar player. They’re all smiles when they hear the crowd go wild for them. Your eyes are focused on the side of the stage though. You want to get the first glimpse of him when he gets on this stage.

The audience continues to grow antsy and an announcer hops on stage. He steps in front of the microphone at center stage and taps it with his finger.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I know you all are very excited to have one of our very own from Tupelo be here today. I need you to give a warm welcome to Elvis Presley.”

The crowd erupts at his name and everyone bursts out in insane excitement. You keep your eyes on the side of the stage and you raise the camera to your face, getting ready for the first shot.

The audience gets louder and you feel the hair on your arms rise. There you see him. He’s dressed in a velvety blue long-sleeve and loose black slacks with his perfect white oxfords. His hair was greased back and looked shiny. He had his guitar on and made his way to the microphone. From this angle, he looked so tall, his legs easily gliding him across the stage.

He carried this nervous energy about him tho. He puts his hand in his pocket and grabs the microphone with the other hand.

Click.

He starts Heartbreak Hotel and drives the place insane. Everyone is screaming and some girls are even crying. His voice rings out flawlessly and once he starts singing, there’s no stopping him. He can’t seem to stand still. Whether it’s the music moving him or the nerves, he is shaking and moving, making the crowd even more insane.

There are times when the screams overpower his voice coming through the microphone. He has an amused look on his face the whole time though. Especially when he swings his hips and makes the girls go bezerk. You catch yourself blushing at those moves, how he can move his hips so easily as he makes these in-passion faces. He made you feel something you’ve never felt before. It was bad, it was lust driving you to keep looking at what he was going to do next. You wanted him to move more to see just how those hips would move in other circumstances…

Click.

Fucking focus.

He wasn’t afraid to get close to his fans. It looked like he really loved them. You could tell he moved his leg just to get them going and have them look there. Or how he’d say a certain word and prolong it all sensually, it drove the place nuts. Even just the way he held the microphone and dragged it along beside him. He commanded that stage by doing the smallest things. Elvis walks slowly to the edge of the stage where dozens of fans reach out their hands for him. He gets close and reaches out his hand too, still singing and never missing a beat.

Click.

You get the side profile of him but you think it’s going to be a great picture when it develops. What you really want is a perfect picture of his face straight onto the camera. That would be a great way to solidify that you are a great photographer and can do this professionally.

Elvis finishes his set and gets rushed off stage into the building behind the arena. You follow the crowd that’s trying to get to him, hoping you can get another picture of him that’s even better than the ones you took. The other photographers aren’t paying any attention to you and push and shove their way through. You huff annoyed, hoping you can get in there before they close the doors.

You find a spot on the side but all the men in here are so much taller and crowding Elvis. You slump by the door, frustrated that you might have ruined your big chance to prove yourself at the newspaper as you haven’t gotten a single shot of his face straight on. You wanted to the perfect shot and it seems your opportunity was wasted.

“Alright everyone it’s time to leave. Elvis won’t be answering any more questions,” a man bellows. Most of the men try to protest but they slowly start to funnel out of the door. You continue to get pushed aside until you’re almost behind the door. You don’t move from behind there because, for a brief second, a devious idea pops into your head.

Just stay here long enough for everyone to leave and ask for a picture when he’s alone.

Your heart pounds away at just the thought of being alone with Elvis but you had to try it. The worst he could say was no and get out.

The last few remaining men shuffle out of the room and Elvis yells out that he’ll be right out. The door shuts closed, making your little hiding spot be exposed in plain sight.

Elvis had his back to the door so he didn’t see you right away. You sighed in relief for that but had to work up the courage to say something to him.

What exactly should you say in this situation? ‘Hi I snuck in your dressing room even though I was told to get out, can I take a few pictures of you for the newspaper?’

You cringed just thinking about it. You took a few deep breaths and straightened out your dress.

“Umm, excuse me, Elvis?” You say sheepishly.

He turns around quickly at the sound of your voice and stares wide-eyed at you. He doesn’t say anything right away and neither do you because seeing him this close and in person is too much.

He is beautiful, in every shape and form, he is beautiful. You’ve never seen such a handsome-looking man before in your life and have no words. Logical thinking went out the window with him and he looks at you with the same expression on his face. You haven’t said more than four words to him but you want him. You want him to look at you and touch you and never stop. Your core flutters at that scandalous thought.

“You scared me there honey. H-how’d you get in here?” He asks with a mischievous grin forming on his face.

“W-w-well I uhhh. Well, I work for the newspaper and I was wondering if I could take a few more pictures of you?” You ask nervously. A long silence fills the room and you are about to turn on your heels and run for the door when he gives you another cheeky smile.

“Sure, I don’t mind at all. What was your name lil’ darlin’?” He asks smoothly.

Lil’ darlin’.

Jesus Christ I’m not going to make it out of here alive with all his charm suffocating me.

“Oh gosh Elvis, thank you so much. This truly means so much to me. And my name is y/n.” You tell him in a hurry. You make sure your camera is on and ready before you look back up at him watching you intently.

“Y/n… that’s very pretty…Where’d you want me, honey?” He coos.

Your heart pounds in your ears and you can’t register anything he just said. All you can do is look at him in shock and can’t believe you’re alone with him. You know how many thousands of girls would kill for a moment like this? And the question he just asked?! Ooh, the sheer audaciousness he has. He knows he's irresistable.

I'd love you to cover me in kisses with those pillowy soft lips...

“Huh?” You say in a daze.

“Where did you wanna take my picture honey? You’re the photographer and all,” he teases. You feel the heat rise to your cheeks and you nervously look down at your camera.

“Oh yeah… sorry… I’ve never really done this,” you admit. His eyebrows shoot up surprised, “First time? Wow, that’s somethin’ for a little lady coming here and coverin’ a story on a day like this. The whole town is making a huge fuss over me, I don’t think deserve it, but it’s very special either way. I’ll make sure to give you the best pictures,” he winks. It feels like your heart just about stopped by that one minuscule movement.

Stop that. Stop that right now!

You sweetly smile up at him and move further into the room, trying to see what angle and lighting would be best. The wall behind him was blue and you thought that would be a perfect backdrop to accentuate the velvet shirt he was wearing and his piercing blue eyes.

“Umm, let’s try with you stand there. I think that would be a nice background,” you say.

He casually takes a few steps back and puts his hands in his pockets.

“Like this?” He asks. You raise the camera to your face, make sure the frame is straight, and push the button.

Click.

He looked good without even trying. He had this golden aura about him. Like he shined from within. He was remarkable and you know that without saying much else to him. Even if you didn’t like him already, you can see the appeal. He was so easy to love. So easy to be around. Everything about him was inviting and warm. You don’t know how you were going to peel yourself away from him…

“Okay, how about one smiling?” You ask. He nods his head and gives you this cute cheeky smile.

Click.

God help me I can’t breathe with this man around looking this good.

“How are they comin’ out honey?” He asks, his southern inflection on honey making you feel like the actual word.

“Oh, just fine. I think they’re going to be amazing when printed,” you try to say casually.

“Oh good… what are you doin’ working for the newspaper?” He asks, fixing the sides of his hair with a comb.

Click.

“I don’t work for the newspaper, not yet at least. I’m just an intern. I’m a student at the University of Mississippi studying journalism and thought it would help to work there for a bit so when I graduate in two years, I can hopefully get a job at a newspaper,” you explain.

He intently looks at you, interested in everything you have to say, “That’s wonderful honey. I think that’s great you’re pursuing that. I don’t doubt for a second you won’t get a job anywhere you apply for,” he says sweetly. You can’t help but blush at his nice words and fiddle with your camera.

“Thank you, Elvis,” you say quietly. He walks over to the sofa that’s up against the wall and casually takes a seat.

He stretches out one arm along the back of the couch and the other rests on the arm of it. His legs were spread open and your eyes can’t help but stare at them. They were so long and he exuded sensuality, it nearly made you dizzy. He sees how you’re looking at him, intrigued with the man that so many found attractive.

You raise the camera to your eye once again as he looks down the lens intensely.

Click.

You felt like screaming like those girls were earlier. You’ve never felt so attracted to someone’s presence. It kind of scared you in a way.

He moves on the sofa slightly, bringing his hand to his mouth and giving you this luring, sultry gaze.

Oh lord, I’m a dead woman…

Click.

He doesn’t change this pose after the flash goes off, he continues to sit there with his eyes drinking you in. Your body can’t take this, the tension in the room is palpable and you are seriously considering running out now since you have plenty of good shots. Elvis slowly starts to lower his hand from his mouth and you see he was biting his lip behind it this whole time. He slowly drags his teeth across it before letting it go with a pop.

“Anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?” He asks softly.

You can’t hide your flushed cheeks anymore and lower the camera from your face to see if he’s being serious. His eyes look heavy and somber, but he cracks a little grin to lighten the mood.

“Oh, no… not something I normally hear,” you say insecurely.

“That’s a shame darlin’, you really are. You have the most gorgeous smile, beautiful eyes, and the longest legs I’ve ever seen,” he gushes.

I’m dead. I’ve gone to heaven and died. This can’t be happening!

“Well thank you very much. I could say the same for you,” you say coyly.

His eyebrows raise at the blunt remark and chuckles softly to himself. He lowers his hand off the back of the sofa and places it on the empty space beside him, looking at it, then looking back up at you. He doesn’t need to say another word, he pulls you in without trying.

You carefully place your camera on the table and take your bag off your shoulder. You make your way to sit beside him as your heart gallops like a racing horse.

He turns his body a bit to face you more and being this close to him is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. You have to hold your breath or he might notice how nervous you are.

“No guy back home telling’ you how pretty you are hmm?” He says, tucking back stands of hair behind your ear. All you can do is shake your head no. His fingertips barely graze the lobe of your ear but it makes you feel weak anyway. The arousal dripping from your core is not helping the situation and not letting you think clearly.

“Oh, well I’m sorry men are so blind over there. I think you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen,” he quips, giving you a cheeky smile. “The most pretty eyes, the most pretty nose, the most pretty pink lips I’ve ever seen,” he coos, leaning in closer until you can feel his breath on your lips.

You can’t take it anymore and lean in, devouring his lips with yours. You let out a deep breath as your mouth touched his, his lips feeling softer than you could have ever possibly imagined. He was so gentle with his kiss, making sure he wasn’t overstepping your boundaries. But you didn’t care about that. You screamed for more from him. More kisses, more long heated stares, more everything.

You boldly, place your hand on his bicep, pulling yourself closer to him. He responds to your touch and you can tell he likes it. His crushed velvet shirt felt nice underneath your fingertips and felt his toned arms. He places his hand on your cheek, pulling you in with more urgency. You feel breathless, loving the way his skin makes yours feel like it’s on fire.

Elvis softly pulls away, not before biting your bottom lip and letting a sigh slip out of his mouth.

“Those lips darlin’, I could kiss them all day,” he mutters, his eyes heavy with lust.

“What’s stopping you?” You whimper. He grins and pulls you in once more.

You can’t believe any of this is real. The way he is kissing you should not feel so good and yet it does. You put both of your hands on his chest, pulling him closer to you by the collar of his shirt. His hands start to roam along your back, feeling the curve of it and how well this dress fits you. Every inch of you wants his hands placed lower. Right at the spot that is yearning for friction from those perfect hands.

He starts to drag one of his hands to your hip, squeezing there then down the top of your thigh. Need coursed through you and you couldn’t help but open your legs a tad bit. You’re not sure if he noticed, but he let out a pleased hum as he kissed you with more intensity.

You needed to feel him. You needed to feel how soft his skin would be when it’s pressed against yours. Your hand sneaks into his shirt and feel the coarse little chest hairs he had there. You were right, his skin felt perfect and it only made you crave more. You snake your hand lower and onto the top of his thigh. You make the same movements he’s doing to you and you feel his body melt at your touch.

You move your hand a bit lower and go to caress the inside part of his thigh and you freeze.

“Oh…” you moan into his mouth.

What you felt underneath your fingertips made you cry in need of him. Dear God, he was blessed in more ways than one. He was so much longer than you expected and it made your heart leap out of your chest. His cock was warm and fully hard in his pants as your fingertips slowly start to rub against him. You pull away from his lips and have to look at what your hand is feeling.

You were going to die and see the pearly gates if you tried to have that inside of you. But God you didn’t care, you wanted him so bad. You’ve never wanted a man like this in your entire life. Looking up at Elvis, he looks calm and collected, still giving you a heated stare. He looks down at your hand, then back up to you with an innocent look about him.

“You like what you feel baby?” He asks low. You take a deep breath before answering him.

“Y-yes. Yes, I do…” you say softly, your hand moving along him more. He lets out a pleased groan and adjusts his hips slightly, liking the feeling of your touch on him.

“Do you want more? Do you want to feel what it’s like inside of you?” He coos, leaning in for a soft kiss that leaves you dizzy. Your breathing felt erratic and the ache you had in your core only worsened.

“Yes please Elvis… please,” you beg. He smirks at you and kisses your neck, sending a shock of electricity through you.

“Can I see what you’re wearin’ underneath this pretty dress honey?” He asks you. You nod your head and his fingers find the zipper of your dress easily. He slowly pulls it down and pulls down the fabric off the front of your body. You help him slip you out of your dress and sit there with your white bra and panties left on. He lets out a pleased little groan as he sees you sitting there, trembling with need. He gently touches your exposed skin, leaving little goosebumps behind. He touches your breasts gently, biting his lip as both of his hands cup them and start to play with your nipples through the fabric of your bra. You can’t help but lean into his touch loving every second of this.

He places a soft kiss on top of your breast as he reaches around and unclips your bra. He quickly puts one of your nipples in his mouth and sucks on it, groaning as he does so. Your back arches into his mouth, craving so much more from him. His other hand roams your body but only focuses on the top half of you. Your core was dripping with arousal and aching to be touched by those long fingers. You guide one hand between your legs and have him put pressure there.

You gasp instantly, his touch feeling better than you could have imagined but also realize you’ve soaked through your panties. He takes his mouth off of you and pulls away to look down at his hand.

“Fuck honey, how long have you been soaked like this?” He grumbles, his two fingers sliding up and down through your covered folds and creating the most delicious friction.

“Since I saw you moving on that stage,” you admit weakly.

He chuckles softly, “Oh honey, why didn’t you tell me sooner… this pussy just weepin’ for me?” He asks as his fingers slide the elastic of your panties to the side and expose your leaking core to him.

“Yes,” you moan. He nods his head and slowly pushes a finger inside of you. You both groan together, filling you so nicely. Your hips rock into his hand, needing everything he can give you.

You throw your head back as he adds another finger inside of you.

“Elvis,” you moan, your chest heaving for more. He watches you intently, liking how on edge you are for him. His fingers twist and curl inside of you and you gasp for air. He likes what he’s doing and can’t get enough got you either.

“You feel so nice and wet baby. Can I give you my cock now?” He asks.

“Please, I want you Elvis, please give it to me,” you beg, reaching for his belt and unfastening it. He pulls down your panties and you lift your hips to help him get them off. You then work on the button of his pants and slide down the zipper. He lifts his hips up too to take them off and you watch as his cock comes out. Oh God, you were weak by just looking at it. His pink tip was peeking out from his foreskin and clear precum started to dribble down his length. His hand wraps around his length and spreads some of that slickness around the tip of him, moving his hand up and down slowly. You look back into his intense eyes and don’t know what to say.

“You want to ride me, honey?” He asks. The look on your face must have shown the apprehension you had thinking about taking him like that. He rubs his thumb along your cheek and smirks at you.

“It’ll feel so good baby. You’re so wet for me, you’re going to cover my cock in your sweet honey and make us feel so good,” he groans as you watch him swirl his thumb around the tip of his cock. A pent-up moan escapes your lips and quickly straddle his hips, needing him more than ever.

He rubs his length through your folds, covering him in your arousal and making you both moan with the sensation. You hold onto his shoulders and press kisses to his cheek. You feel him line himself up to your entrance and hold your hips. Elvis looks up at you with need and his eyes are begging you to have him. You felt the heat of him pressed there against your entrance and you can’t wait any longer. You start to sink down on his impressive length, moaning as you take the first few inches. He felt so good, filling you so completely and stretching out your tight entrance. He throws his head back onto the couch and groans as you take him, squeezing your hips tightly.

The sounds he makes when he’s getting pleased goes straight to your head. You love the way he groans as you move slowly on him. You never knew you could be so attracted to the sound of a man getting pleased. You take more of him inside you and cry out his name, overwhelmed it can be feeling this good.

“You feel so good, honey. You like how my cock feels inside you?” He groans into your ear. You gasp as his hips move up into you, stuffing more of his length inside of you.

“Yes, oh fuck yes,” you cry out.

You move faster on him, wanting more of him and feeling your walls fluttering each second. His eyes watch how your breasts bounce as you’re riding him, drunk at the very sight of you. You close your eyes, overwhelmed with all the sensations he’s giving you and those eyes only make it worse and worse.

Your hips grind at the base of his cock and you both whimper. Your clit rubs at the base of him and you feel your walls start to clench around him. You ride him harder, chasing the high of your orgasm. You look back into his eyes, desperate for him to help you.

“E-Elvis… oh please,” you beg.

“Come darlin’, I wanna feel you come for me,” he groans as he snaps his hips into you, causing his cock to get deeper inside you.

You whimper in agony, not being able to hold on much longer. His hands are back on your hips and help you move more. Your breathing is ragged and your vision is blurry, you thrust a few more times on him and you feel your body shudder hard. Your walls squeeze around his length and cry out his name like he’s your saving grace. He groans with you, loving how good you feel around him. He helps you rock your hips into him more, making you come more than you ever have in your life. Your head feels dizzy and your body feels like it’s floating. You never knew a man could make you feel this good.

You keep riding him and don’t want to stop. He was still making these sinful sounds that sent a pulse straight to your pussy as you hear him getting pleased by you. He bites his lower lip as he stares at you, beaded sweat gathering at his temples and his breathing becoming more frantic.

“Ah, honey you feel so damn good. I need to come now,” he says gruffly. He picks you up off of him and has you stand in between his open legs. He grabs his cock in his hand once more and starts to jerk himself off, staring at you with need. You wanted to touch him again, feel the warmth of his length fill your hand. You boldly get on your knees and take his hand off of himself. You wrap your small hand around him and his eyes roll back in his head. Your wetness covered his length and made it easy to move your hand on him. You angle his length toward your chest and he bucks his forward and falls apart. His seed comes out in thick, hot, spurts and lands on your chest. He groans loudly and cusses under his breath with each stroke of your hand.

“Oh yes honey, yes,” he moans.

He’s trying to calm down and regain his normal breathing but your thumb continues to tease his extra sensitive head. He groans in agony, loving and hating how you’re playing with him.

“God honey I-I-I ain’t never felt so good,” he sighs. “Come here,” he says opening his arms to you.

You get up and sit on his thigh, your spilling arousal making a mess on him. You wince when you feel the wetness spread on him and look up at him with an innocent smile.

“Sucha messy lil’ girl hmm?” He teases.

“Mhmm, you’re quite messy too,” you quip, looking down at your chest with him covering it.

He laughs amused, “Well, you felt too good what can I say,” he says cutely, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“I had to say thank you in some way for letting me take some pictures of you,” you say shyly.

“Oh, you didn’t need to, but I’m so thankful you did,” he winks.

You kiss each other more, reveling in this moment together, not wanting it to end so soon. But you knew he had other places to be, you couldn’t keep him in here forever.

“I don’t want to keep you from your day. The whole town is so happy you’re here,” you smile.

“Thanks, honey. It’s nice to be celebrated in sucha nice way,” he says caressing your face, “but this might have been my favorite thing I got today.” He says cutely.

“And what’s that?” You ask smartly.

“You, my new favorite reporter.”

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fanonimus · 10 months ago

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My brother is obsessed with TTG, and I am baffled. We binged it, and I looked around in the... Fandom? I know the show is lighthearted, but I'm a psychology nerd.

Tw: Abuse, neglect, shitty people in general, mind conzrol and trauma. Progress with caution.

Not many people talk about the abuse Robin faces. I don't understand why is there basicaly no angsty content.

I also want to scoop that boy up and hug him and take him away from those people that surround him.

This boy has no positive influence in his life. Get him a therapyst.

He's neglected. I was sick watching this.

WHAT THE HELL DUDE this was genuinely hard to watch, and even the colour coded idiots aknowledge how badly he was treated.

Oh but they don't get away scott free. The little idiots.

They constantly hurt him (which I noticed is a reocurring joke, but it happens to him so constantly that it's not even humour. It's just... painful.)

What the fuck was that prank?

Considering I know his backstory pretty well (look, I watch enough dc), this prank just makes me want to cry. He smiles. His smile broke my heart. I genuinely started crying, alonside Robin. It was not a nice experience.

So they clearly don't have a problem with triggering traumatic responses.

Robin is also almost always the butt of the joke, even tough he is the leader nobody respects him.

Which would be understandable if he didn't try his damn hardest. He's resourceful and can make the best of a situation.

Like the time he got dance powers (which is just amazing, holy shit I want dance powers).

He found great use of an othervise "useless" pover.

Speaking of useless, his "friends" look down on him because he has no powers. Even though he is capable of beating all of them without it.

Yknow, like in the movie.

Oh yeah, nice recall to the movie the one where they competed with the Super Hero Girls team (love that show).

Y'know, where it started like this

And ended like this in like, five seconds.

Abandonment issues go brrr:

He's my angsty boy.

Also, the fact that he answered mind control on the last question, and it wasn't even on the board, broke something in me.

Him being a "control freak" is also played up for jokes, which I personally hate, but you can also go with the route of the Titans just not listening, ever, and Robin, still raised by the batman even if differently than in canon, in a city where if you are not on top you are dead, it's obvious that he developed an instictive need for control. He had gotten used to being on top of every situation, so when he felt that control slip, he grasped it and held on. This behaviour is not good, but he can't help it, and without proper consuling, he won't be able to stop this behaviour. He could, if he just let go of the illusion of control he clings to, a safety net, and we all know one can not simply just do that.

(I was someone people called a "control freak". I worked on myself, and I changed, but it took years after I noticed. Letting go is the hardest thing people like me and him can do because letting go means losing control, and that can be the scariest thing in the world. So I have experience, yes.)

(Yes, I also have experience. No, I am not going to talk about it, but it wasn't physical, don't worry)

For the hitting... Wild hot take and shit: Since Batsy was not a stellar dad, he kept robin in line by means not so family-friendly. (He hit his kids in canon, it's really OOC for him, but we have proof that happened) And it was really effective. Children of abusive parents go a lot of ways, but repeating the parents' mistakes is one of them. So maybe Robin decided that violence might be the thing to keep his teammates in line. (We are circleing back yeah.) But it clearly didn't work.

Edit: Holy shit I just realized that this Robin is all of the worst qualities of the other Robins. Obsessive, Controlling, full of himself, violent, and then throw their insecurities into there too (Abandonment issues, parental issues, anxiety, paranoia). Holy lady.

Edit2: Thank you, Yurki-posts, for pointing out some things my little rant was missing. I shall update it now.

#ttg robin angst #ttg teen titans to #ttg robin #ttg starfire #ttg beast boy #ttg cyborg #ttg raven #tw abuse #tw neglect #tw trauma #get poor boy a fucking therapyst #he's in a toxic enviorment smh #So many personal experiences I share with the guy.#man #My life is depressing.#But it makes me a great writer so I think I got a sweet deal out of it.

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icryink · 4 months ago

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Hi! Do you have written explanations for the Cringetober themes? I understand you already have made a video where you explain the themes but because English is not my first language it's sometimes hard to understand everything from just speech.

I didn’t until 2 minutes ago, but here they are!

screenshot redraw - something easy we have screenshot redraw, this can be from a TV show or cartoon or movie or whatever. you can replace the characters or just redo it in your own style

tsundere - a tsundere is the trope where a character, usually a girl, pretends to find their love interest annoying out of embarrassment for their crush

oversized prop - pretty straight forward. love a good disproportional hammer

fursona / fursuit - first bit of encouragement to explore outside 2D illustration. i know full suits are expensive, so let this be your sign to make or design a partial yourself out of whatever you have lying around; cardboard, fabric and wire, even paper. of course, you can stick to drawing your fursona

gjinka - it's a humanization of anything, whether that be a pokemon or other monster character, an animal, a concept or emotion like inside out, an object or even something like an app

unnatural eye color - fairly straightforward, character with weird eyes

crossover - characters from different media interacting with one another

dead meme - perfect opportunity for people like me who see a meme or trend going around and then, by the time they get around to it, its well run its course

childhood videogame - this can be any game you played when you were younger, but i was specifically thinking of stuff like pokemon, sonic, mario, minecraft, five nights at freddy's, or undertale

ship dynamics - a relationship dynamic or overused cliche

5+1 things - fairly common trope in fanfiction, it refers to a character or characters experiencing 5 similar events that all go roughly the same way, as well as another similar event that this time ends up pretty different. it can be happy or sad, and of course you can stick to a comic or illustration, but fanfiction or creative writing in general is often looked down upon, so i think y’all should at least try to write something

hatsune miku / vocaloid - any vocaloid, doesn’t have to be part of the main vocaloid suite. people make cool interpretations of hatsune miku’s design specifically, but you can do any character you’d like

rule 63 - for every male character, there exists a female counterpart, and for every female character, there exists a male counterpart. basically, genderbends

incorrect quote - you can depict a character (original or not) saying any kind of iconic quote that you think suits them

animation meme - most classic animation memes are actually really simple with somewhat jerky movements, which is ideal for those just starting animation. if you've always wanted to animate but the concept seemed too daunting, here's the opportunity for you! of course, you can just reference popular animation memes with a still image if you’d prefer

something you've been bullied for - there are a lot of things that are considered cringe that a person can't change about themselves, even if they want or try to. i didn't want to single out any specific insecurities, so i left it broad enough for it to apply to everyone. it's kind of like a free space to celebrate anything about yourself that you've felt ashamed of

f2u base - f2u stands for 'free to use', basically an empty sketch you can use to draw whatever characters you want. this can be interpreted as either making or using a free base, so do whichever one you'd prefer. if you're using a base, just remember to credit the original artist if you post it

Fandom AU - good simple fun. draw characters you like from a piece of media you like in any alternate universe you like

alternative fashion - your opportunity to experiment with a fashion style you've always thought was cool but were too nervous to try. alternatively, (haha) draw a character in alt fashion

tumblr sexywoman - a female character that is, for whatever reason, incredibly popular and found attractive

closet cosplay - build a cosplay using only things you already have in your closet! I wanted to encourage people to get into cosplay since it’s such a fun hobby

candygore - gory drawings that involve pastel colors and sometimes literal candy iconography

adult cartoons - cartoons intended for older audiences, ex. Hazbin Hotel, Smiling Friends, Amazing Digital Circus

niche interest - another free space that lets you make something relating to a pretty unpopular or not very well known thing that you really like

gacha life (I spelled it wrong on the list) - it’s a website where you can design characters and move them around and make up stories. it was super influential for a lot of artists

Y/N or Mary Sue - could be a male Mary Sue too. A very overpowered, perfect character. Alternatively, you can interpret this as literally “your name” and insert yourself into whatever media you want

YouTuber fanart - do some fanart for a YouTube channel you enjoy, whether that be for an art channel, a commentary or video game youtuber, or sketch comedy

mascot horror - anything relating to horror that involves cute marketable characters. FNAF, poppy playtime, Amanda the adventurer are all some examples

experimental makeup - trying out a makeup style that you haven’t done before. of course, if you aren’t comfortable wearing makeup, you can totally draw a character experimenting with their own makeup style

supernatural or monster character - demon, vampire, werewolf, fairy, or any monster type character you can think of

HALLOWEEN - anything spooky to celebrate Halloween!!

While I hope this compilation was useful, please remember that all the prompts are completely up to interpretation. There are no rules to Cringetober! Just do whatever you want and have fun :)

#cringetober #cringetober 2024 #ask #text

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tamelee · 6 months ago

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Hi tamee :) I don’t know if you answer questions about fics or writing from fans but I was wondering if you can help me out. I’m writing a fic and it starts right after where the anime ends as Sasuke leaves Konoha. But a vital point in my story is that he goes to prison. So I discussed this with a friend and she just starts going at me about how much she hates fics like that and about Sasuke not being guilty but it isn’t about that tho I want to know what you think about those too but it’s just a point in the story. Do you get what I mean? I feel so discouraged and I was so excited about it too as it’s inspired by another story 😢 Do you think it’s okay to write about it for a fic or will fans hate it?

Hi~

I appreciate the trust you’re giving my judgement on that >< take my advice lightly though and feel free to discard it immediately if it doesn’t resonate. It’s ultimately completely up to you and what you want to do.

Let me just say that I completely understand where your friend is coming from. I’ve seen this discussed before and although I won’t discuss specific fanwork, I’ve heavily criticized Esaka’s ‘Sasuke Retsuden’ for this reason as well. She put her idea of Sasuke that fit the story she wanted to tell (not as he is) as an incompetent, completely idiotic, passive, and unconvincing character through a “plot” that included a prison simply so she could use a bunch of female-deprived criminals for scenes and have them fall in love with the “sexy-new-doctor-Sakura” and pretend Sasuke would be jealous. Ultimately, Esaka’s braindead-Sasuke being there and behaving pathetically had nothing to do with the story, especially because most of the plot points that moved the story further happened in a building next to it and he didn’t even do what he said he would do in prison 🤷🏻‍♀️

I don’t really think it matters what you choose to do, but your intention behind it does.

The Anime added that scene of Sasuke being imprisoned to show that they punished him for his actions and he willingly let that happen which insinuates he felt guilty and that doing so was the right thing to do. (Also, Naruto's reaction about it was weird.) This is a problem (for many reasons) because it changes the scene of him leaving Konoha as well. His informal “sorry/thank you” (he says すまない - sumanai which expresses both) enhances that further whereas in the Manga he doesn’t look guilty in the slightest and the words are spoken for Kakashi and Sakura’s sake (the pause in the Manga says it all because the “aah” in the Anime has a tone of understanding)- not because he expresses any regret. Instances like this, no matter how small, is exactly why people in this fandom can never just agree with each other.

You can always explore these feelings through characters because they all experience it differently, but ask yourself why and what your message is? Is your story proving that Sasuke should be feeling guilty? Does he agree with the imprisonment in your story? Do the characters around him agree? Are you trying to prove a point? What is the meaning behind the choice to put him in jail and what are you saying to your readers? It all depends on these things imo.

A bit off-topic but I personally enjoy stories a whole lot more when there's... you know, conflict. It's not really a story without it and sometimes you gotta torture the characters first and let them believe in something you want to prove is wrong and get to the point that you're working your way towards. (Congrats, there's a Theme ><) Sometimes in fandoms its readers don't have that patience... I’ve noticed that some fans specifically want everything to be accomplished and happy right from the start because they already know the characters (I’m not saying it’s a bad thing), but they aren’t looking for a story, they want comfort. In which case it's understandable, but know please that it's not a fault in your writing. It really is just an observation. Perhaps, if your story isn’t heavily revolving around your plot then I wouldn’t complicate it- again, it’s all up to you though!! Happy writing 🧡

#asktamelee #about writing #about story #sasuke talk

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accio-victuuri · 1 year ago

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part two of cpns related to wyb’s selfie (timeline)

I wasn’t expecting to make a second part cause i felt like the first one is already well and good. but we all know with this fandom, clues come in as time passes by and i wanna share it here and archive as well.

you young people have changed to climbing mountains when you fall in love now…. 💕

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for the past days, BXGs have been trying to piece this timeline of their vacation together. the popular guess is that they had one in Beijing ( camping trip ) and another one in Inner Mongolia. i think what the zsww rumor house was saying is true about them wanting to have more quality time together and not just a quick meet up in secret and say goodbye. whether what we think is true or not, it’s all for fun and sugar ok. it’s not like we want to out them or anything. we get things from what they share and go from there. the goal is not to stalk them or anything.

we have two options:

1. Assuming that two people went there together, the most likely time based on Bobo’s outfit is 8.27-8.29 or 8.27-9.1.

After ZZ got off work in the early morning of 8.27, the crew began to change scenes and work was stopped for a while. He arrived at the hotel and started working at 9.1 afternoon, with some free time in between.

Then ZZ posted on Weibo on 8.29 ( Tod’s Ad ) showing Beijing. If it was posted by himself, then they would be returning to Beijing together on 8.29; if not, then it is possible that they would go separately after playing together, with one going directly to work and the other going back to Beijing.

It takes about 5 hours to drive from Beijing to the Geopark. It takes about 3 hours from the Geopark to the hotel.

( p1 is a tourist posting about their experience traveling from BJ to IM and going to that particular volcano during this time, going back 8.30-9.1 and the weather was good to wear shorts. they also shared some itinerary, so it’s some proof. )

/source/

2. Next is first week of September, since XZ photos were taken 9/5 and the whole black cloth operation at his hotel 9/10, there could be something going on at the time. Remember this was also the time that WYB’s douyin IP was turned off.

I think at the end of the day, the exact time is not important. What matters is we get to clown. Lol. Maybe in the future we will know more if they share stuff in interviews for LOCH/Mermaid.

FANS ALSO DISCOVERED that the place WYB went to is popular for photoshoots where you act like you’re in the Moon. And I have to agree. It’s the best place to do so, no need for a studio.

This is so sweet. knowing how the 2 of them are so obsessed with the Moon. 🌙

BONUS: matching gray shirt! 🤍

-END.

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do

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ghostflowerhotpotch · 1 year ago

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THE most obvious animation mistake in ATSV

We went from 3 spikes to 2 spikes.

Want to know something funny? I notice this in my first viewing.

(OP related an anecdote under the cut, nothing really important.)

Okay so fun story, I notice this the first time I watched this movie, like IMMEDIATELY.

I remember vividly about it because when I saw that three spikes I thought "Oof, that should be looking very awkward on the front."

I don't really draw often, but when I was a kid I had a bit of interest in fantasy outfits and such. I still have the most barebones knowledge on clothing and such, yet when I saw those spikes I thought it would dwarf Prowler's head and look awkward.

And just a few frames later- no third spike, it wasn't dwarfing his head anymore.

Full disclosure, I was stupid high when I saw the movie. Don't ask me why I thought it would be a good idea to see this movie high as fuck (let alone in my first viewing,) so I deadass thought I had somehow imagine it.

The fact that when I came out of the theatre and I saw NO ONE saying anything about it (not friends of mine or the internet,) also made me think this.

[Small addendum, because I imagine I may have minors looking at my blog: 1) Don't do anything until you are on whatever age is legal in your country, 2) I am in Canada so everything I consume is regulated and ergo, a lot safer than you can find on the street. 3) If you aren't 100% lucid in a public place, make sure you have people you trust and are sober around you, so nobody can take advantage of your situation.]

Eventually I saw the movie enough times to realize that no, I didn't imagine anything, it was indeed a mistake.

So why I never said anything?

Well...I was kind of protective about the movie.

At the beginning was me seeing on twitter and a bit of tiktok people being assholes about the diversity in the movie, and the idea that someone would look at the mistake I caught and try to be like "See?! The movie isn't that good! Look at this obvious mistake!" made me enraged.

Then, not so long after I started this blog, the truth about how overworked were the animators came to the light, and the idea of bringing up this mistake made me feel even worse because after all these people had been through, trying to be an smart ass to point out a mistake felt wrong. Specially because as I had said before, regardless of how many things I may or not Spot, this movie is amazing and I love it with all my heart; I didn't want to bring unnecessary grief to anyone.

So, why say anything now?

It has been a few months since it came out, I am starting to notice the fandom growing quieter (maybe it will pick up once this movie is out for free in a streaming service, no idea when or which one would be.) And I feel with all these talks about strikes (which the animators would probably do next year, wishing the best of luck for them,) fair pay and such, I think people may be more open to think "this wouldn't had happened if the movie hasn't been as rushed as it is" rather than "this is movie is bad because it has mistakes."

As I said it in other posts, this is a small mistake at the end of the day. Regardless of how you may or may not feel about these inconsistencies, people in general don't notice nor does interrupt their viewing experience.

This is a movie that juggles layers upon layers of themes, plot lines and deep, complicated characters; it does all the important bits than a lot of other movies out there. Which is what matters at the end.

#atsv #atsv viles #random spiderverse fact #miles g morales #earth 42 #miles morales #prowler miles

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lej222 · 2 months ago

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OMG I read your pinned post and I am so mind blownnnn! (Although it was a lot of info and I'm still somewhat confused) I never knew this story was so deep, but anywho I've been a HUGE aslfua since forever and now that the hiatus has come I do have a question?? Do you think that cheol and miae will end up together? (And the other characters such as jinseop and song-I since it did seem in some chapters that she liked him??) Since you did mention of miae being late(from what i understood) and Like a lot of the fandom ships them together but I've been reading other posts this just might be a story based on miae's growing up experiences of friendships and youth but idk i might just be thinking to hard but I can't get this question out of my head!! 💔

Thank you, you're kind :)

Do I think they will end up together? I believe it's possible, but it can also happen that they won't. I talked about this in previous posts, but ever since I started noticing a certain supernatural element in the story, I thought that the ending can go 2 ways, depending on Soonkki's intentions. Let's assume that the narrator, the being in Miae's dreams and the one responsible for controlling the weather/objects/some words of other people is actually the same entity. And it has been trying to communicate with Miae ever since the first chapters when Miae had a weird feeling that Cheol's shoe understood her words. In fact, looks like she paid more attention to these signs at the beginning of the story when she even highlighted her coincidental meetings with Cheol. So maybe that's why this higher power didn't attempt to talk to her directly. But what has it been doing recently? Telling her she's late, that she should have no regrets, smacking her in the face with flyers about changing one's car, reacting to Jisu's presence as if it likes him. Another interesting detail is that Jisu is also directly linked to it because he has noticed its presence, at one point he even wonders to Miae if there's some higher power involved in their chance meetings. My point is, this entity has powers beyond human comprehension that allows it to enter Miae's consciousness and even explode the lights. If we also assume it's aware of a certain order in which things have to happen (or in other words, the destiny or future of certain characters - the universe symbolism is probably connected to this), then what's happening now in the story is the culmination of these events.

BUT!

As I mentioned, from how the story has been progressing, this can go 2 ways:

This supernatural power is warning Miae that her time with Cheol is short so she should have no regrets. Miae cannot take a picture with Cheol because the one in her dresser will be the photo to stay with her when she finds it, the photo that symbolizes their beginnings and what they felt at that time. The reason for them drifting apart is probably outside of their scope of knowledge, like one of them moving away. This is something that was set in stone from the beginning and cannot be changed. Miae and Cheol are not honest about their feelings and the narrator always points out when it happens, that's why it says Miae should have no regrets, because if they have to separate after saying everything they wanted, they won't regret it in the future. A soft fatalistic approach would be the answer to this scenario in which humans have some control over their destiny, but there are things that are predetermined. How Miae and Cheol handle their relationship might be the result of their own free will, but them not working out is set in stone, or it is set in stone because they keep missing their chances even though they had opportunities. Given how the narrator gives chance encounters to Jisu as well, in this case he might be Miae's future husband for all we know.

The narrator knows a possible future, we don't know if it's truly predetermined, even if it has very strong powers. For some reason, it doesn't like Miae's indecisiveness and vague statements, so it gave up on her and wants her to move on. However, Miae's free will can overwrite the higher being's deterministic approach. By choosing her own destiny, Miae can be with Cheol and fight this power. Jisu won't be Miae's future husband, but only someone who has helped her to grow and mature as a person. Miae's love for Cheol is what changes her own destiny.

Like you mentioned, I also view this series as a growth story. So for me, the romantic outcome is secondary. I wouldn't mind any of the options I listed as long as they have a satisfying conclusion that has a message about the whole series.

Edit: I just realized I haven't answered about Jinseop. Right now, I think Song I deserves better, Jinseop seems like the type of kid who doesn't know who he wants to be and that's why he's hanging around with bullies. He is changing in the right direction, but I didn't like how he was toying with Song-I's feelings and he even called her boring. I think maybe in the future, if he learns to appreciate people like her, they could try to be together, but right now he's very immature even though I like him as a character and he's really funny. Song I is an angel she deserves someone who appreciates her kindness.

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bikwin5 · 2 months ago

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brothership review

Earlier this year I made a post about pooling money to rent a billboard to tell Nintendo to bring back the Mario & Luigi series, in jest of certain fandom activities. What I didn't know at the time is that my prayers were being answered in a brand new title made by Acquire, known for titles like Way of the Samurai and Octopath Traveler, that I haven't played. But I did play this one because I'll suck up most things that have Mario on them like the foolish Nintendrone I am. The end result of this 44-hour experience left me with a lot of thoughts to type on posts.

This post is spoiler-free up to a certain point

^^^ THESE ARE THE "BROS" INCASE YOU FORGOT WHAT THEY LOOKED LIKE

I will preface this by saying I am in fact a Mario RPGhead and have played all the past M&L titles. I didn't play the two remakes but I have completed everything up to and including Paper Jam. I even replayed the two DS games earlier this year just for fun, which is what led me to making that billboard post.

Brothership is a RPG staring Mario & Luigi the famous brothers that you know and love so much. What's different this time is that usually these games' sequels introduce new concepts by throwing another playable character in the mix (Babies, Bowser, many Luigis, Paper Mario). Brothership takes a different approach by keeping only Mario & Luigi playable and shifting the change to the setting instead. This has its good and bad parts.

Without trying to be the type of review that's just a whole summary I will briefly explain what happens: Mario and Luigi get isekai'd to another world, they split apart but then Mario finds Luigi on a big boat-like structure known as Shipshape Island, and with the help of spark plug people they sail around the oceans to unite the broken world of Concordia, finding islands and connecting them to Shipshape. This remains pretty straightforward for most of the game. The beginning cutscene was also strangely similar to a scene from The Super Mario Bros. Movie but thankfully there are no further parallels apart from this coincidence.

The gameplay structure has Mario and Luigi sail the ocean by choosing a current on the map, finding islands on the telescope, and then going to the island and connecting it. Islands can then be revisited easily, and residents from that island appear on Shipshape. Islands often need to be revisited for story or sidequest reasons. There is some more to it, but I think this general gameplay loop is actually pretty fun. Making the world a series of islands felt like a good idea that keeps things fresh for the M&L series. Areas in the past games weren't exactly densely interconnected so I feel like this is a good way to structure the world. Partners in Time in particular might as well have been a series of islands. The environments feel very fresh for the series as well, as I felt as though the past couple of games felt particularly derivative with reusing the same few biomes to explore. Brothership will have you bouncing on flowers, climbing skyscrapers and sometimes going to jail.

Overworld exploration in Brothership has me feeling a bit mixed. In past games you controlled Mario & Luigi, and maybe some other people. In this one you mainly control Mario while Luigi sort of has control but is mainly driven by AI. He is now unethical and must be decommissioned. If you are a big M&Lhead like me you WILL have a difficult time adjusting to this. Trying to make Luigi jump yourself will result him in getting stuck on things. To give Luigi a more unique role there is a "Luigi Logic" mechanic, which consists of watching him do funny things in cutscenes, or putting him in situations apart from Mario. The puzzles that involve this are pretty decent, making good use of the bros' moves as well as their environment, but I can't help but wish I still had proper control of both bros. Does having an AI-controlled partner make this game similar to the famous Dreamcast title Floigan Bros? No, because you can't put Luigi in a VMU and trade him with others' Luigis, but I wish you could.

While Brothership does a decent job at making Luigi's AI not get stuck everywhere, this approach lacks a sort of elegance that the past titles had. In the older games the control scheme was simple: A is for Mario, B for Luigi, and the other buttons are either for other characters or menu-related actions. Brothership takes a completely illogical approach to controls. A is Mario, B is Luigi but L is also for Luigi. X and Y are for hammers in the overworld but not in battle. Luigi uses A in battle menus but B to attack. L for for Luigi but R is for sidequest lists. The right stick selects Bros moves in the overworld -- This one might be a welcome change, as having to swap actions is a frequent criticism of the games, but I never really minded it before. It's sort of a mess and it will take you a while to get the controls right, especially if you have existing muscle memory. At the very least Brothership stews in its own juices long enough that you won't be trying to press L to cancel by the end.

The fighting aspect of Brothership is where a lot of the praise goes, and I have my own compliments and grievances with it. Fighting with only Mario and Luigi keeps things simple enough again, and I don't mind it. You have jump, hammer, bros attacks, and items at your disposal. A new mechanic introduced some hours in is BATTLE PLUGS which are equivalent to badges or cards or whatever the previous games had. These are actually very fun to use when you get into them and I found myself using them way more than I expected, as it feels like they really want you to be using them, especially late game. Equipped battle plugs have a special effect that gets used a number of times, then after they take turns to recharge. This makes their use decently strategic as you have to consider not only what plugs to use but when. Overall a nice addition and I hope the next game has something like this going forward.

If there's anything to complain about the turn-based combat it's the "fluff," something that is not unique to fighting or even this game as a whole but rather most games that have come out in the past 10 years. Brothership LOVES flashy animations, even for regular attacks, which makes the pace of battles go by much slower than they need to. Combine this with enemies that often appear in large groups later in the game as well as loading times and you get a turn-based battle system where nothing is terribly wrong with it, but you can't help but wish things were done with faster. Late-game enemies also spend a lot longer attacking, with attacks that don't necessarily feel more difficult to avoid but they get multitudes of attempts. If there's one bit of excessive animation in battles I do like it's the Luigi Logic segments for bosses, which are more sparse than previous titles. These involve a small cutscene and some timed button presses to deal extra damage to a boss and make it vulnerable, usually with very amusing results. One last thing regarding animations is that Bros attacks could still stand to be shorter, especially ones like Clockout Blow, but I do respect the elaborate finishing animations they put on them, even the older returning ones.

In terms of difficulty... This game has hands, surprisingly enough, and not just the ones that the bros put their gloves on. It takes a while for the game to get difficult but I found myself game overing multiple times in the last couple stretches of the adventure. The first game over was on a tiny island with a surprisingly difficult fight with enemies like 5 levels above me. Brothership is less willing to hold back like other Mario RPGs, it will sometimes throw out OHKO attacks, huge groups of enemies, or remove one of the bros from play. I found myself digging into my stash of mushrooms and nuts fairly often. Despite this there are some forgiving elements, as the game keeps a lot of the battle functions introduced in the 3DS titles -- Fleeing from battles is free, you can retry any battle and the bros no longer avoid attacks slower when one is downed. I was not a big fan of these assistive mechanics but I think complaining about them is reserved for another time. I was pleasantly surprised by the difficulty overall.

The graphical style of Brothership is probably the one aspect of the game that most have no qualms with, including myself. We knew that the Bros look great in 3D as seen in segments from the 3DS titles but we always wondered what a full game would look like until now. M&L Brothership takes the best aspects of the series' style and translates it to current-gen hardware beautifully. Whether it be the character animations or environments, there is always something lovely to look at, if at the expense of frame rate in the overworld sometimes. I especially enjoy the liberal use of squash and stretch so if Mario gets in a battle encounter mid-jump he looks all long and funny.

The music, on the other hand, pissed me off at first. I get it, Yoko Shimomura was probably busy with Mario + Rabbids 2 and now KH4 but I still miss her. Being a composer who has to fill in for her of all people must be a very harrowing experience. I knew she wasn't involved because of the trailer music but throughout the early hours of the game I was like AHHHHH!!! THIS MUSIC IS TOO HAPPY AND BOMBASTIC!!! ITS MADE MES MAD!!!! But then I got over it at some point. The battle theme and Shipshape Island are two of the best songs and also the ones you've been hearing the most, so they got that right. Twistee Island's song in particular made me mad at first because it seemed too happy for a jungle island but it became one of my favourite tracks by the end of the game. If I do have a complaint about the music it would be there could stand to be more battle tracks, one particular point in the story would have been a great time to trigger a more serious general battle theme.

The story of this game is OK I guess. I can't be expecting too much from the narrative of a Mario RPG but it's nice there was a story at all. Having it take place in a different world definitely gave the writers their chance to do whatever they liked, and they sure gave it a lot, as there is quite a bit of dialogue in the game, probably too much. Without spoiling too much I would say I liked most of the story other than some particularly strange end game developments (scroll all the way to the bottom to learn more)

Even though I am a defender of The Origami King and similar related games damn was it refreshing to have a Mario RPG with characters in it again. The early hours in particular introduce you to a LOT of new characters, maybe even too many, but it slows down later and takes time to develop them further. Are Brothership's original characters particularly deep and engaging? Not really but it's a Mario game after all. For what it's worth I do like most of the new characters on a surface level, and what they did with some returning characters was neat too. Princess Peach looks super cute in this particular game's style. Technikki if you are reading this please DM me.

Ultmately the biggest problem of Brothership, and the one that people bring up most, is its length and pacing. "Pacing" is difficult to describe in gaming terms, a 40 hour game can feel like the perfect length or far too long, but Brothership lands somewhere in the middle of that. It feels like a substantial adventure but it also felt like a good number of hours could have been cut out, whether it be redundant sidequests or needless revisiting of past islands. The early hours in particular feel like they hand out new mechanics to you way too slow. I thought this game would be tedious in the same sense as Dream Team with its tutorials but funny enough tutorials take a backseat in favor of... more stuff I guess. I think like 25% of this game's content could have been cut out and it would have felt so much better. Keep in mind my 44-hour playtime included a lot of side stuff but not all of it. Brothership is the gift that keeps on giving, on multiple occasions you think you're going to beat the game in your current session but it just won't stop.

OVERALL... This is not the pinnacle Mario & Luigi game. Brothership is good and worth playing but not the best. I admittedly looked at the IGN review that everyone was complaining about and while I don't agree with everything in it, most of the flaws mentioned are prevalent in the game, although it may have bothered me less than others. You can take my opinion with a grain of salt because I really like Mario. I don't like to think of number scores too much but at the time of this writing it sits at a 78 on Metacritic and yeah, this is a 78 kind of game. Maybe 76. It's good enough to get that green number but it doesn't quite feel as exceptional as the high bar some past Mario RPGs have set. I do think this is a game worth playing overall if you love BROS

THIS IS THE END OF THE NORMAL REVIEW. THESE ARE THE ANTI-SPOILER BROS. DO NOT SCROLL PAST THE BROS IF YOU DO NOT WANT BROTHERSHIP ENDGAME SPOILERS

WHY THE FUCK DOES THE EGG HATCH INTO A CLOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!

The last hours of Brothership are probably the period I felt most polarized by the game. Not only was it extending itself by another 6 hours or so but they also had the nerve to be like, here's a weird fucking guy who likes being reclusive and nothing else, also Zokket was not a real person but Cozette was being brainwashed so it doesn't really matter. Zokket could have been a real guy who died and Cozette could have spawned immediately after and the story would not have been affected.

My first thought after the world changed was like oh neat, they are doing some Dungeon Meshi shit, I like that. But then realizing I had to go around past islands collecting stuff arbitrarily felt like an endeavor. I guess the point is to recap all the characters and their captial b Bonds they had throughout the story but it feels like we saw enough of them already. This whole section I felt like "shiddd i guess i gotta get it over with" but at least it was neat that they put the effort into making every single island be affected by the Glohm with different dialogue.

I still think Reclusa is a fucking weird villain because like, what about him is even remotely reclusive. I get he has like the severed cords on his head to represent that but for a guy who hates talking to people he won't shut up and even goes out of his way to talk to you multiple points during the few hours he's even relevant. His army in the far-too-long-final-dungeon the Soli-tree isn't reflective of this reclusiveness at all, save for the Seedlusa enemies that don't attack unless you leave them by themselves, I thought that was actually really neat.

If I have something positive to say about the last hours of Brothership it's that it really reinforces the Brotherness of Mario & Luigi. Brotherly love? Fraternity? IDK but for a game called Brothership it did feel like this game didn't have enough Brotherness as past titles. The last hours really did reinforce that Mario & Luigi are awesome bros and they support each other and that's cool. If I had to rank the games by Brotherness I would put this under Superstar Saga and Dream Team but above the rest. Speaking of Bros I also really liked the Mushroom Kingdom segment right before the final battle, that was neat as hell and something I would not have expected from a Mario game.

The final battle was actually a little easier than I expected as I had more trouble with Zokket and Glohm Bowser, but it was pretty good. It definitely did some neat stuff that you wouldn't be able to do in a 2D game. I really liked the ending when the Bros crushed Reclusa's skull violently with hammers.

Why am I dedicating multiple paragraphs to this endgame section alone? I guess because these last hours gave me some of the strongest reactions out of the whole game, positive and negative, except for the cutscene when Bowser first attacks Zokket's fortress, that was badass. Also no one wants to talk about this part of the game yet because of spoilers so I had to dump my thoughts here while they're fresh. Most of the people I know who have played this still haven't finished it yet because they're slow as fuck and would rather play dog shit like Persona 5 Royal. Sorry for cussing a lot at the end. You should play Brothership or don't if you want to.

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marshallpupfan · 6 months ago

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Hopefully this isn't too weird or invasive a question, but I'm curious what draws you to Paw Patrol as an older fan, and also what your experience has been like in the fandom and as a collector? (I'm assuming you're an older fan and probably close to my age from the non-Paw Patrol media you share haha).

I am indeed one of its older fans, and I can think up a few reasons that keeps drawing me to it.

One I can say right away is the fact I have a big love for canines, thus I tend to gravitate towards anything with dogs (and wolves, depending on if they're heroes or villains). They make up plenty of my favorites characters, as some of you seen in one of my previous Asks, and I generally tend to enjoy things more when they're involved (a friend recently recommended an older game to me, which I enjoyed all the more because you got to travel around with your trusty dog).

Funnily enough, not too long ago, I took an interest in the Asterix and Obelix franchise because of its dog character, Dogmatix... and I was quite thrilled when I heard he was getting his own spinoff cartoon! Of course, it was only available in French at the time, but much to my luck, the first half of season one got dubbed in English and [officially] posted on Youtube, free to watch! I gave it a go, and I thought it was pretty good! If anyone's curious, click this link to check it out. And yes, this might've been a thinly-veiled attempt to talk about this cartoon somewhere, since there aren't many English-speaking fans. lol

Arquebus/Musketix is the best character.

But yeah, the pups are one of my biggest draws to PAW Patrol, and unlike some fans, I rather like it when other pups get added to the cast. Boomer and Claw both certainly helped renew some of my interest in the franchise, particularly during a time in which I felt things were going downhill. Hey, I just love dogs!

Obviously, Marshall's easily my biggest draw to PAW Patrol. I'll admit, I tend to take a far bigger interest in an episode when he actually gets some good attention... and it's why my interests start to wane when he doesn't. The dude's legit my #1 favorite animated character, so I suppose it's no surprise to hear I often tune in specifically for him. That's not to say I don't get enjoyment from the other pups, but I'm just so crazy about that spotted pup!

Another aspect that draws me to PAW Patrol is just how fun it tends to be (or used to be, but the modern seasons still have their moments). I don't want to go too deep into this because I don't want things to get too serious, but let's just say... life can be quite rough anymore, and it never seems to get much better. I often look for something that can help me escape that for a while, even if it's just for a half hour at a time. I found that PAW Patrol does that for me. It's cute, colorful, fun, doesn't try to be complex, and by the end, everything turns out okay. And if I need cheering up after a bad day, a certainly clumsy, spotted pup often always puts a smile on my face. Some days, I need that.

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As for my experiences with the fandom, I'd say it's been largely positive. I do tend to meet a lot of friendly people, many of which tend to be supportive and/or cheerful when I need it, and I generally enjoy interacting with most of them right back! I certainly don't regret being a part of it for the last five years or so.

With that said, I've had encounters that certainly weren't pleasant. I think everyone knows about my copycat by this point, so no need to retread that old ground. There's one infamous user out there who just seems to hate everything (unless it involves Everest), and he often turns hostile if you don't agree with his opinions. The same dude even tried arguing and verbally attacking those who work on PAW Patrol... including their families, too! Crazy guy. I've also encountered some fans who seem to make stuff up, believe their headcanon to be fact, and then become angry when people don't agree with them. I once had someone tell me Ryder is "gaslighting" Rubble, and... I don't even want to know what that means or why they believe that.

And in-regards to being a collector, the reception I often encounter has been quite positive, too. Most fans really seem to enjoy seeing my collection, even if it's just out of curiosity to see just how much merchandise they made of one single pup. I still get compliments on it all the time, from both fans and non-fans of Marshall, and I've even seen other folks who just think it's legit cool.

Surprisingly, I've only had one negative encounter so far, and it was, believe it or not, from someone who used to be a fan of PAW Patrol. She became one of those folks who encountered bad users, got tired of them, and then decided every fan must be awful... and of course, she tore into me because I "talk too much" about Marshall and deemed me a "freak" for collecting so much merchandise. Most of what she said was largely laced with swears and insults, and I'm sure she believes she put me in my place or something... though in truth, I was laughing at most of her replies. Why she felt the need to throw such a temper tantrum on me, I'll never know, but she didn't succeed in even the slightest to discourage me or anything. lol

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heyjude19-writing · 11 months ago

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I have not been an active participant in the Harry Potter fandom in a very long time and it's just recently that a coworker of mine suggested that I give Dramione fics a try.

Her suggesting was both a blessing and a curse—ever since I started looking into Dramione, I've found more than a handful of fics that I absolutely loved, Remain Nameless being one of them. Of course, I've done nothing but devour fanfics in my free time ever since, placing other hobbies and social outings on hold. I can't say I regret it much, though my sleeping schedule took quite a hit as well :')

I'd like to start by telling you how much I enjoyed the plot for Remain Nameless. I never was a fan of slow burns before, but it might seem like aging has mellowed me out quite a bit. It's either that, or the fact that I've been feeling like time just flew by lately (to be completely honest ever since the pandemic it feels like every time I blinked, another year passed by), and I desperately want things to slow down a bit, just so I can enjoy them properly—both in my life and in my reading.

There are plenty of stories about Draco and Hermione and them falling in love, but this one is definitely a favourite. I loved how the accent was placed on them and their evolution as people and their journey as lovers.

It was heartwarming to see Draco's transformation throughout the story and each interaction between these two characters, especially the initial ones at the coffee shop, brought me such joy.

The pacing of their friendship and then romantic relationship felt so natural, and I couldn't help but sit at the edge of my seat, waiting with baited breath to see if things are going to turn out well for our main couple (even though I knew it would be a happy ending, according to the tags :') )

Also, the characters that made an appearance fleshed out the story wonderfully. I'd like to say that the moments including Ginny, Theo and Sasha were some of my favourites, but then again, can I really have favourites when I loved each chapter so much?

The familial relationships were also points of great interest for me. I enjoyed seeing how Hermione interacted with her parents after everything that happened and her relationship with the Weasley members really warmed up my heart. The acceptance of Draco into Hermione's friend and family circles was also quite emotional for me, since he went through such complex experiences with his own parents and friends.

The writing was also marvelous and it really captured me, though I feel like I couldn't fully appreciate it since my eyes were flying over the words to know what happens next. I would love to pick up this fanfiction again for another read, just so I can fully appreciate the craftsmanship that was put into it.

Honestly, being reintroduced into this fandom reminded me why I love fandom and fanfiction so much. Sure, there might be people who sully the experience with their greed and pettiness (I've read a bit about those people what bind your fics and sell them on etsy and I recall reading an AN of somebody reposting your work on Wattpad and I'm so sorry that these things happened/are happening to you and many other fantastic writers) but it can also bring people together and be such a great source of comfort.

I apologize for the long message, I feel like I rambled quite a bit. I know there's much more that I would have loved to say, but words seem to evade me today. But I would like to thank you again for putting in so much of your time, effort, love, and passion into writing this wonderful piece of fanfiction and for sharing it with us.

This story made me giggle, it made me cry, and it made me feel so many emotions, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for it.

hello hello!

wow, thank you so much to your co-worker, this was lovely to receive. sorry about the sleepless nights 😅 but i am happy you enjoyed your time with my story and other fics.

and yes, there's some bad actors out here making fandom a not-so-fun place at the moment, but as you rightly noted "it can also bring people together and be such a great source of comfort." It's certainly why i stick around and thank you for this beautiful message that reminded me why i've loved my time here. your kind comments about my writing brought me so much joy, thank you 🥰

#pinkmoondeity #remain nameless #dramione #this is so sweet

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star2fishmeg · 2 years ago

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Hi!! I don’t know if you do requests anymore or not but anyway I’ll ask for one for High & low the worst. Fujio and Todoroki love triangle with reader, who alos happens to be Todorokis ex. Basically this is the main idea, maybe they have a fight or something to decide on who gets to have reader. Which happens after Todoroki sees Fujio and reader, being together and hearing people say how they fit with each-other. Thank you for your time. And obviously love your writing!!!

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Pairing: Hanaoka Fujuo x f!reader, mentions of Todoroki Yosuke x ex!reader

Summary: Focusing on the wrong things in life makes people leave, and Todoroki found that out the hard way. Now he must watch his ex-girlfriend leave the gates with his rival, Fujio Hanaoka; the boy he lost to twice.

Warnings: Todoroki angst, mentions of blood, fighting, fluff

Authors note: Thank you so much for being patient, I’m sincerely sorry it took so long! And thank you for the detailed request, it helped so much with writing (writers block has been awful). This turned out to be more of a Fujio fic but writing has no limits so it’s all good. I hope you enjoy!

Authors note II: I’m kinda experimenting with the presentation of my works atm like the banners for example (especially if I want to branch out who I write for, I like the design different for each fandom) so it’s gonna look a bit inconsistent for a bit, I do apologise. I might switch to writing in 2nd person, but I’ll have to see what people think first :)

Request: above!

Romance is nothing to fear, it’s something that can make one stronger as it brings the heart someone to fight for – a purpose. It brings a sense of reality yet also this loss of senses and rose-tinted glasses. The day y/n l/n rocked up at Oya High one afternoon, flying through the halls like a hurricane all to give Yasushi one hell of a bitch slapping was the day Todoroki felt his chest tighten. Why was she so destructive? Yasushi was supposed to help her clean her garage out but he never showed. Todoroki felt smitten after that, offering up acts of service and freeing Yasushi from his unwillingly made plans (which was him being told that he was going to help y/n with something and him having no excuse to back out).

Their first date was an accidental one. Y/n had just finished patching up Todoroki’s wounds after a scuffle and they ended up watching movies her room. Both fell asleep tucked under a blanket, arms creeping around each other and legs getting tangled, waking up to smiles instead of some awkward atmosphere. Their second date ended up being sat by a river, Yosuke fishing while y/n read her book. She remembered vividly for a while; it was the first time Yosuke spoke of Fujio Hanaoka.

“Murayama thinks I don’t have what it takes to be a leader, what do you think?” he spoke, keeping his eyes on his bait.

Y/n didn’t look up either, “If you’re trying to overpower him, then I agree with him. If you’re trying to lead the full-timers exclusively, then I still agree.” She placed her book face down on the grass, pulling her knees to her chest, “Don’t take this the wrong way, you’re strong, an amazing fighter and intelligent, all good qualities but you’re not exactly charismatic. What’s brought this up?”

“There’s a guy who just transferred, his name’s Fujio Hanaoka. Everyone seems to get along with him so quickly, without force. He wants to be top dog, but he hasn’t asserted his strength. I want to know what he has that I don’t.”

“Charisma, by the sounds of it. Some people don’t have to assert their dominance to have people follow them. All they need to do is help others realise a better way of doing things.” He didn’t reply after that, just continued to fish in silence. It wasn’t much of a date, but they both enjoyed it regardless.

The third date happened later in the year, in the winter. Oya was quieter, and so was the brawling. Yosuke and y/n spent the evening at the local festival, and that was the happiest night of his life. At the time. Eleven at night, by the lake, under the stars. Silence had coated the nearby houses and only the distance music from the festival echoed. Y/n’s hands gripped Yosuke’s for the warmth, and his heart thundered in his chest at her pink cheeks. He was supposed to be strong yet there he was folding over for a girl he met a year ago who slapped Yasushi halfway across the room. He hesitated, eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips, lips to her eyes, eyes to her lips until he was being pulled roughly by his collar down. The kiss was sweet and warm, like honey, easy to melt into. It didn’t last too long, but long enough that when they pulled away, he dove back in for more. That was the most painful day of his life.

Two months ago, y/n l/n waited outside the gates of Oya Highschool, impatiently texting Yosuke Todoroki on his whereabouts and assuming he was busy. Two months ago, y/n and Yosuke sat in an outdoor cinema, talking shit about a film neither of them particularly liked nor found remotely interesting. Two months ago, Yosuke obsessed over surpassing Murayama, instead of focusing on his own life and the people who cared for him, the girl who patched him up every time he got injured. And she left him. Explained that they just weren’t going to work, their goals were too different, ideals incompatible and that he clearly cared more about a reputation and role he was never cut out for in the first place. Two months later, y/n stood outside Oya’s gate, but not for him. Never for him again. Fujio Hanaoka jogged over to her, sweeping off her feet into a bear hug with a grin. He was never late for her, he always left anything early so he wouldn’t be late. Todoroki’s jaw clenched, his breaths becoming deep.

Full-timers briefly glanced out what was left of the window, nonchalantly gossiping to one another watching their leader give his girlfriend a peck on her cheek before making his leave.

“Damn, that Fujio’s so lucky dude. I want someone to look at me the way they look at each other.”

“Y/n super chill too, ‘dunno where she was hidin’ two months ago. I spoke to her the other day, gave me tips on how to keep my hair healthy with all the bleach in it. Now it’s not yellow, in my pretty blond boy era.” Yeah, Todoroki knew all that anyway, they once dated. He knew everything all the guys talked about. He began to believe if people started admiring her just to taunt him, as if it didn’t kept him up at night enough as it was. He was no idiot, he was the strongest among the full-timers, he'd physically beaten Fujio before but time and time again Todoroki kept losing everything he desired to him; control and now a woman who could tolerate his lifestyle. He turned and stormed away, blocking out the sounds of people calling his name, through the halls and out the gate, home. Alone. His norm since she left.

Meanwhile, Fujio sat at the bar of y/n’s family pub, watching his girlfriend attend customers with hearts in his eyes and a childish grin on his lips. His chest swelled around her, always had since the day he met her, which he remembered vividly as if it were a film replaying in his head. It was a Friday afternoon, warm and bright, but y/n stood outside Oya’s gates furiously typing on her phone with tears welling in her pretty eyes. Fujio had just returned from a fight, bruised and bleeding but the pain in his face didn’t hurt as much as the aching in his chest. He sauntered in her direction, gently making his presence know, but as he had opened his mouth to speak, she looked up at him and witnessed a vase of flowers shatter at his feet. His pain was nothing compared to what her eyes were screaming at him. And that was the day the little boy in Fujio grew up and promised he’d make her smile again.

“You alright, ‘jio?” Y/n leant over the bar towards him, eyes smiling directly at him. He never expected that they’d end up like that, he just wanted to help her feel better but before he knew it, he was agreeing to date her, and he was glad she confessed because he still believed that he would’ve fumbled his confession.

He grinned, “With you here, always. Was just thinking about you, is all.”

“Well, aren’t you sweet,” she paused, “I still remember the day we met. I had just called it quits with Todoroki and you had just won a fight. Despite the pain you were in, you made the effort to make sure I felt better. You’re really kind, y’know, unconditionally. I love that about you.”

“I could take a thousand beatings, but I wouldn’t feel a thing if I could see your smile. You heal me.” Y/n flicked his forehead, rolling her eyes but smiling, nevertheless, before attending a customer. Fujio’s phone buzzed on the counter, Todoroki’s name popping up. His thumb hovered over the notification, he always assumed it was more likely that Murayama would fight him than Yosuke ever dropping him a text so casually, he wasn’t even sure how he had his number.

Courtyard, tomorrow. We need to talk.

Fujio shrugged, replying dryly because whatever he wanted was not to end peacefully, they were full-time Oya High student after all. And Fujio knew that he’d added salt to a wound (in which wasn’t really his fault). He never really understood why Todoroki hated him so much, he didn’t really do anything in his eyes, except maybe uniting the full-timers making them follow him and not Todoroki and except maybe date his ex-girlfriend. Aside that, he was nothing but friendly. Y/n walked back over, placing freshly washed glasses back onto the shelves. Oya High students were not easy to manage, but they also weren’t difficult to love either. They weren’t criminals or hooligans; they were largely a group of guys who grew up rough and came together for a place to belong away from the world. They deserved to be loved too.

“You good, hot shot?”

He closed his phone and gave a small smile, “Yeah, just Seiji.”

There are some things in life worth fighting for, worth getting injured over and worth enduring any sort of pain for. It’s a natural human response to fight for what you believe in and for what you love, why would you not? If you truly believe that there isn’t anything in life worth the energy, then you haven’t lived or been given the chance to fully embrace and consume something at full capacity. It’s natural for people to love other people, and for this love to trigger other emotions to protect it, it’s because we are scared to lose something that made us so unbelievably bliss that we’re willing to endure any kind of pain if it meant it would be safe.

Fujio’s steps were lazy when he strolled into the courtyard, hands in his pockets and shoes kicking the dirt. The moment he saw Todoroki brooding alone he had two assumptions running through his head: fight or a series of intellectual metaphors he wouldn’t be able to understand immediately. He hoped it was option one. Todoroki tensed, which wasn’t common for someone like him, but considering the topic of the matter he had every right to be on his guard.

“Yo, ‘Doroki! What’s this about?” Fujio called with a laugh, stopping an appropriate distance away.

“What do you have that I don’t?” He grumbled.

Fujio smiled, raising his eyebrows, and shaking his head, “What? Is this about being leader again-“

“No. It’s about y/n. All I hear is about how perfect you two are and frankly it’s annoying. You found her at her most vulnerable the played the hero. That’s what this is about. What do you have that I clearly don’t?” he spat. Yosuke Todoroki, seething over a girl. What an Oya thing. An unpredictable move on him.

Fujio shook his head and just laughed, practically unable to keep himself stable and wishing Tsukasa were there to enjoy it. “Why don’t you just ask her yourself? No need to be embarrassed that you got dumped, bro. Besides, I never intended to date her, some things just happen.” He pulled his hands out his pockets and balled them into a fist when Todoroki took his glasses off. Now they were getting to the best part, but also the ridiculous part. Fighting over a woman? Sounds like Oya behaviour.

Yosuke took the first lunge, in his usual manner of swinging his fist into the jaw, only to be caught by Fujio and dodged. Meanwhile y/n’s shoes slammed against the concrete up to Oya, cheeks pink and giving her best attempt at controlling her breathing. Upon seeing a notification pop up on Fujio’s location, she had sighed and thought the worst and took off to find him. He wouldn’t have dropped his location if he hadn’t wanted her to know where he was going. And she wouldn’t have dropped everything and made a break for it if she hadn’t known what that location drop meant – a petty scrap, in her eyes, but it meant he wanted collecting.

By the time she rounded the gate, chest heaving and feet sore, Fujio had received a kick nicely enough to wiggle out of it. “Fuck’s sake!” y/n groaned, loud enough for Fujio to pause, face dropping as if he’d been caught doing something unspeakable. Backing away, he placed his bloody hands in his pockets and attempted to pull one of his puppy-like faces at the woman. Todoroki – in his usual manner – scoffed, shaking his fists, and rolling his eyes, slightly stumbling before catching his balance again.

“You two have been insufferable, you know that?” y/n marched towards them, her fists balling. If there was one thing Fujio feared, it was the wrath of a woman, especially one who was let down by the guy who basically just lost to him (he liked to believe that due to Todoroki’s wobbly balance). Standing face to face with him, y/n gently picked the glasses from Todoroki’s pocket and slid them over his nose, straightening his collar. She kept her cold gaze, sighing while he pursed his lips as if he were waiting for something good to happen, like a change of heart, or a confession he’d dreamed about, one which went something like ‘I’m sorry for leaving, I still love you, Yosuke.’

But it never came, she just shook her head lightly, stepping back, “Todoroki, stop it. Leave him alone. You fucked up, take the responsibility for once, it’s why you’ll never be a leader.” She spoke softly, the disappointment laced in her words strangled his throat, stomach dropping at the confirmation that he’d truly lost to Fujio, and it was his fault. He watched her and the other boy walk out the gates and down the street, tears welling in his eyes as his mind swapped out Fujio’s figure for his, replaying the memory again as if he hadn’t thought about it every day. Another loss to Yosuke Todoroki.

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