#ever the good boyo who loved to play hero

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Best of Daredevil: Cutting Edge

quotes taken from the Marvel novel, Daredevil: The Cutting Edge (1999) by Madeleine E. Robins // adjust pronouns and lines as needed.

Can I bring you a cup of coffee? I'm already on number seven or eight… I forget which.

Wouldn't you like a chance to go, I don't know, live on a beach somewhere, drinking rum punch or something?

I'd rather go to hell, I love this. This is what I do.

Don't look at me that way; I'm not the one who drank a dozen cups of coffee a day and never got any exercise.

Not bad for a skinny blind kid from Hell's Kitchen.

Not as flashy as Spider-Man, maybe, but not too shabby.

What is this guy, a zombie?

You moron, he's not the perp!

Okay, Mr. Off-the-Rack, what else did you leave behind?

It's okay, you've been very brave.

It was a kind lie, kindly meant.

Don't ever let me lose you.

Pleading "blind man walked into the door" again, your honor.

Yaaaay for the good guy!

So, he was the wall you ran into?

Triumph and hell, all at once. I wish you could have seen it.

How about dinner tonight? In a real restaurant. Like grownups.

Off to Rykers. Another day in Fun City.

Have fun storming the castle!

Maybe I should get Seeing Eye cat?

Well, of the two, I guess the brain's more important.

Doesn't it seem a little too tidy? The pink ribbons and all?

A problem? My dear, I trust you implicitly.

Who put this guy in a position where he can talk to the public?

Not me, I'm naturally suspicious.

Tooth extraction would be more fun than what I'm writing.

I can't smell anything, my food tastes funny…

I'm wasting away to a shadow of my former self.

Two-bit mouthpieces! He actually said that? Who writes his dialouge?

Why not just wave a big, huge red flag that says something suspicious here?

I will be the soul of discretion.

Try not to break any of your well-informed friends too badly loking for information, okay?

Right, everytime you come in to chat, I wind up doing renovations. New plate glass, new tables, new ribcage…

Are you just a discipline problem in the making, or do you have something useful to contribute?

Anyone got anything they want to share with the class?

Naughty, naughty.

No breakage, this time. They're learning.

A little judicious flattery can work wonders.

You're all flipping wild cards. That's part of your charm.

I don't like lawyers!

Call any hour of the day or night.

Don't throw the card away, I'll know.

Okay, hero, play brave, competent, [disabled] person.

Oh, I already do, but make me love him more.

He sounds like the kind of guy who pulled the wings off butterflies and tortured puppy dogs.

Basically, your overprivileged sociopath.

I wasn't always the polished gem you see now.

He has the business ethics of a piranha.

Judiciously applied, the business ethics of a piranha can be very useful.

Make it good, boyo.

If you like it hot, but I gotta say, man, you oughtta use a little caution.

I'm touched by your concern, but I promise you I'm well armed.

Well, the only thing to do with a bully and a coward is face him straight on!

Now it's time for bed, close your weary eyes and dream of me.

You're a darling, but I'm too tired to argue about it.

This is where I'm going to die.

You have great bone structure.

Well, look. The neighborhood avenger. Come on, you wanna play?

Spread the word, sweetheart.

I couldn't... fight him...

You stayed alive, you did the right thing.

Bullies... never give in to... bullies.

You did good, remember that.

Oh my, really bad night.

I don't deserve you.

You roll in here looking like someone shot your dog, so I figure I can be self-absorbed and ill-tempered some other morning.

Listen, sweetheart, whatever you did, it's not your fault.

If anyone's to blame, it' me.

I find I'm old-fashioned enough to prefer talking to a live human being.

Lies. All lies.

I don't think they're ever leaving. I think they like it here.

It's air conditioned, the coffee's free, they get to point and laugh at the poor people trying to work.

Nothing more than crushing piles of work. The usual. What's up?

You'll have to make this the "For Dummies" version.

Heartbreaking. You expect setbacks, but we were so close!

I mean, it worked ⸺ it just had this damned baggage with it.

Well, I'm over it. Grieved, moved on.

So you think because she's a babe that she's capable of planning murder?

Ow! Be careful! You don't know your own strength!

If I were afraid of you, would I be sitting here?

Thank you so much, I really look forard to proving I'm not the monster I'm sure I seemed the other day.

Reduces me to a screaming hormonal pulp?

Don't you think you ought to relax a little?

You really don't like being challenged at all, do you?

I have to do something, and this is what I can do.

My point is, I love you, and I don't want to have to bring you flowers at St. Clare's.

Be careful. That shiner is just beginning to fade; you don't need another, and I do need you. Okay?

Once again, it's all the fault of the guy in the tights, jeez.

It's as tired as I am.

Okay, genius, what now?

What are you gonna do, kill me?

Come on, I'm doing the best I can.

Stay alive, [name]. I'm here.

What are you, Iron Man?

Look, I'm going to close my eyes and rest for a while, don't let anything exciting happen while I'm out, okay?

Are you sure you're supposed to be scolding me in your weakened condition?

I was just trying to distract you from telling me you were right about it.

I hadn't planned on scolding you about that until you were strong enough to fight back.

You say the absolutely perfect thing sometimes. You really do.

I never know whether you're as clumsy as you seem, or just playing a very, very crafty part. Well, you're not dead yet.

That the way you treat all your dates?

Cosmic irony: man with no sympathy has a heart that beats sympathetically.

Hey... I'm one of the good guys, right?

Look at me. I look like... the Hulk's baby sister. And it's going to get worse.

I'm not stupid. I played a risky game and I lost. I lost it big and I'm going to wind up a monster.

Tell me about the colors.

Tell me what you hear.

Anyone here ever ask you what the most beautiful word in the English language is, you can tell'em: home.

Hey you, having a good time?

With you? Always.

We could rent a movie, then curl up on the couch together and ignore it.

That sounds good. We could even forget the movie.

Even better, I love you a lot.

That is what keeps me going.

[dokifluffs]

thank you for the happiest years of my life

warning: *spoilers to like parts of basically the entire show and manga but also mostly crack. soo you have been warned* also warning, l o n g

thank you hinata for your toilet song and your sunshine persona, never giving up and also all your bowel issues getting you in the most uncomfy situations with other teams, for being the greatest decoy thank you kageyama for your jingru bell, jingru bell and all your hinata boke’s, milk breaks, and probably deformation of hinata’s skull from how many times you grabbed it thank you tsuki for your arara gomen and being tol boi #1with great character development but also staying the sassiest one omfg thank you yamagucci for your gomen, tsukki and being tol boi #2 with superb confidence building thank you yachi for being the best townsperson B thank you tanaka for killing dadchi. Tanaka, nice kill! and being literally one of the best characters thank you noya for your rolling thundas and being the coolest senpai and being karasuno’s guardian and also choosing to come to karasuno simply because you liked the girls’ uniforms thank you ennoshita for being best dad #2 and tutoring tanaka and noya thank you kinoshita and narita for existing even tho you two are the most slept on akjhdkad thank you suga for being the best mom and also singing under the sea  thank you asahi for being unintentionally scary and dressing up as jesus evry year for karasuno christmas  thank you kiyoko for always looking out for karasuno  thank you dadchi- deadchi- daichi for being best dad #1 thank you takeda for being the teacher sponsor of the club and having the best quotes out there homie, you really big brain thank you ukai junior for reminding the crows that volleyball is a game where you look up 

Thank you Karasuno, for teaching me to fly

thank you oikawa for teaching me that instinct is something you polish, talent is something you bloom. also for all your yoho, tobio chan’s and milk bread being your favorite food, for hitting it till it breaks. you were always enough and i wish we could’ve seen you bring your team to nationals. hope your knee gets soon buddy thank you iwa for always calling oikawa shittykawa and etc. best bestie out there and also, you did your best. you are not a failure as an ace for aoba johsai. also thank you for making sure oikawa rested  thank you mattsun and makki for being such an iconic duo  thank you kunimi for sticking out your tongue in season 4  thank you kindaichi for being onion head and having a great character development thank you kyotani for making me intimidated of an anime character like bruh. homie, your back said “C”-  thank you yahaba for being best setter #2 tehe and also putting kyotani in his place  thank you watari for being Aoba johsai’s guardian and being tanaka written in cursive thank you yuda, sawauchi, and shido even if i didnt pay you any attention adkjah im sorry 

thank you Aoba Johsai for teaching me how to rule the court 

thank you kuroo for your hyena laugh, befriending kenma when you moved in next door, and being literally everything  thank you kenma for being best pudding head and being the best sugar daddy after the time skip to our hina baby  thank you lev for being long boi and having one of the best glow ups in s4 like literally scrumptious. Cant want to see your time skip animated and also, you’re gonna be a great nekoma ace one day bb  thank you yaku for being literally the best libero im sorry noya kajdhas omg akjda goals and also putting lev in his place  thank you shibayama for stepping in as libero when yaku got hurt in land vs. sky you did great bb  thank you yamamoto for being tanaka written in magnum sharpie, punk font and getting into a dispute with Tanaka on S I T E thank you teshiro for being best setter #2 uwu  thank you kai for being one of many underrated characters that should’ve gotten more  thank you teshiro for looking the most like a cat and being a pinch server thank you inuoka for being a lil sunshine too 

thank you Nekoma for teaching me how to connect

thank you bokuto for serving all of us your juicy a$$ but also being the best hype boi out there, capable of being so strong and proving to be so much stronger by growing out of your emo modes, for making akaashi choose to come to fukurodani thank you akaashi for playing with your fingers, for always looking out for bokuto, teaching all of us that we are the protagonists of the world, having a list of his weaknesses memorized thank you konoha for doing what we all wanna do and knee bokuto’s voluptuous ass thank you waisho for being like a normal lookin type bokuto  thank you sarukui, anahori, komi, and onaga for being part of this great team and also boosting bokuto up

thank you fukrodani for teaching me how to pour my soul into everything (every ball) 

thank you ushijima for teaching me how to harvest and farm for the ripest of fruits thank you tendo for BAKI BAKI NI ORAE NANI WO and being a weeb too. you were never a monster as a child or ever in your life  thank you goshiki for being female jirou from my hero academia and also realizing how much you need to improve at the end of s3. made me cry man  thank you semi for being suga in punk rock font  thank you reon for being you cause you rock homie. you and kai would so vibe together man. good vibes all around thank you soekawa, yunohama, kawanishi, and sagae for existing even though yall were slept on thank you yamagata and akakura for having shiratorizawa’s back’s as liberos thank you shirabu for using ushijima to your disposal like he wished. you gon be a great doctor bb

thank you shiratorizawa for teaching me how to have an intense force to my persona thank you aone for being the best iron wall and having the cutest friendship with hinata like omg his current fear is no one wanting to sit near him on the metro akdjhahds i’ll sit with you  thank you koganegawa for being the best angry bird bb  thank you Futakuchi for getting knocked over when you chest bumped aone  thank you obara, onagawa, and fukiage for existinggg thank you sakunami for having Dateko’s backs 

thank you dateko student section for making the most iconic cheer out of the entire show that’ll never die also, check out the live action stage ones akjdhas nekoma is stuck in my head 

thank you dateko for having the best cheer in the show 

thank you saeko nee-san for being the best tokyo drift driver out there with your Taiko team and being the best leader leading the karasuno cheers for da bois thank you karasuno’s voice principal for not expelling our two celled boyos, kageyama and hinata   thank you third gym for all the oya oya’s  thank you bokuto for hooking tsuki onto volleyball when he blocked ushi  thank you takeda for scaring ukai junior in season 1 when he repeatedly went back to beg him to be the coach for karasuno, begging to so many coaches and making sure they could have practice matches with other schools thank you to hinata’s tennis friend who taught him how to splatter step(?) thank you ukai senior for teaching them about the tempos thank you to the old guy that goes to every karasuno game even tho literally no one knows him bruh  thank you to Shimada for teaching our bb boi yams to float serve thank you for the twins and sakusa and so many more teams  thank you for bringing us to brazil with hinata, reuniting him and oikawa  thank you for all the commercial breaks  thank you for all the memes aka haikyuu dubbed thank you for all the radio shows with characters we may never get to see on the screen together thank you tsukki for pressing hinata’s diahrea spot thank you for dub yams’ he he he waluigi laugh thank you hinata for inspiring asahi to join the team again thank you kageyama for probably breaking hinata’s back so many times by kicking him  thank you asahi for calling out to suga  thank you kageyama for scaring the living shit out of hinata when he hit you in the back of the head with his rushed serve in season 1 in the practice match against aoba johsai thank you for all the meat buns eaten after practice, the popsicles nishinoya ate in two bites thank you noya for all the epic saves and pancakes you dove for  thank you for kageyama’s “nuff, nis, niceu-” to tsukki  thank you for tanaka and noya and yamamoto for all women are queens club  thank you suguru for getting under kuroo’s skin and making him petty asf in land vs sky  thank you alisa for being literally breathing, you and lev look so goodd post time skip like haiba sibs rule the world thank you tv that hinata had happened to be passing by, playing the game with the little giant, inspiring him to go to karasuno  thank you kageyama’s grandpa for getting him into volleyball 🥺 thank you for all the races while running, all the flying receive laps, the hill runs, the training camps, practice matches thank you for all the disputes that could happen before all the gears could be made and put into place  thank you kiyoko for saying that tanaka for some reason looks good with a banana thank you for the meat god dance, the serve cheer poses  thank you for making me love volleyball tenfold thank you for moi pon  thank you kageyama for telling hinata that he’s the greatest when he’s around, giving him his first official toss thank you hinata for telling kageyama that he sets just fine

thank you to all the voice actors for starting and staying through all the years to bring all our favorites to life, never failing us once

thank you spyair, burnout syndromes, tacica, nico touches the walls, sukima switch, galileo galilei, and more for so many amazing ops and eps

thank you for all the memories, all the laughs, cheers, heart racing moments, the moments that made us grip onto pillows, the edge of our seats, tears, addicting chants, making me simp for like 50 people, making my cheeks hurt from smiling so much, my voice raspy for cheering and screaming so much. 

thank you to this fandom for being like a second family, sharing all our love and crackheadedness 

thank you for the happiest years of my life

thank you haikyuu, thank you Furudate for bringing this amazing story to all of us and touching our lives with it 

[sophiexteresa]

Thomas Sanders Instagram Q&A Transcript

From @thatsthat24’s Instagram story, 25/8/2020. Questions in bold. Text added to the story in (parenthesis/brackets), and descriptive info in *italics*. I tried uploading the video(s) too, but Tumblr is having issues, so here’s the transcript only! 

Thomas: I had some time this evening so I figured, hey, why not? Another lil’ Q an’ A, so if you want to ask a question *posh French voice* be my guest!

When approximately will the next sanders sides be out? Very good question! Uh, we are aiming this for a late September release, that’s what we’re all working towards.

Favourite musical you have been in or just favourite musical in general? This is really tough, I can’t decide. I’m between Rent where I was in the ensemble, Peter Pan where I played Slightly Soiled, which was just one of the lost boyos — boyos? Boys — and, uh, Into The Woods where I played Cinderella’s prince and that’s where Roman’s first costume came from.

Are you ever gonna due your hair purple again? I loved it! Yes! I miss the purple hair too.

Do you love me? *laughing* Yes of course! I do love me.

What would each of the sides’ reaction be to seeing the Grand Canyon? *speaking very quickly* Roman would be revelling that we made the journey, Patton would be marvelling at the memories being made, Logan would be telling you to look at these fascinating signs for important information, Virgil would be telling you to ‘get back from those cliffs!’, Janus would be telling you to take pictures to make it look like you’re next to the cliff, ‘for clout’, and Remus would be like *Remus voice* ‘you could push somebody and get away with it’.

Also when will we get more Picani, I miss him? You and me both, Bri, and honestly with the amount of amazing cartoons that have come out recently *sighs while smiling* yeah, I am a-hankering (?) to get back to Emile!

How have you been doing, like really? Mental health is important as you teach us: I feel like everybody’s kinda struggling with mental health right now, especially people in the USA with COVID. Uhm *clears throat* for me I continuously struggle with the balance between work and leisure time, um, social media makes that difficult, blurs the lines, and I’m working on it.

Do you have any tattoos? Umm, I don’t, uh, I struggle with the permanence of tattoos. And like do I, can I, make a decision that I like? But! There are tattoos that I might like. Where I’d put them, I have no idea, umm, but I think like, maybe like, little stars!

What rank of “Gay” are you? Big gay? What rank? *speechless pause* uh... General. You know? I wanna do my duty. Come back a hero. An all-American Queero *gets an idea* *roughly quoting Hamilton* Queer comes the General!

Can you please make Logan day something Patton would say? *Logan’s voice* Something Patton would say? Umm... please, I request more baked goods from the kitchen so that I can fill Thomas’s body with more trans-fats at 3 am. I don’t know, I don’t like this game.

Have you ever dated a girl? *awkward silence* I have. It was pretty uneventful.

Do you miss your friends? *laughs* Oh... *face crumples as if he’s about to cry*

What are you voice acting in or are you now allowed to say? Not until tomorrow.

When did you know you were gay? I think I answered this one on the last Q&A, but it was early. I was like, 9 or 10 at least.

When will we see Gavin? Gavin has started school! He’s back in his hometown, so I don’t know when I’m gonna see him. He’s still getting taller — I can actually include a picture of him that his mom sent me after he got a new little hairdo *insert photo of an awesome Gavin here*

Do you miss vine? For like, sentimental reasons, yes. Uh, I mean, technically it had its issues and I don’t miss being restricted to 6 seconds anymore *laughs*

What has been your favourite part of the day? My favourite part of today was actually... I came up with this last minute short video, and I got it done and I sent it to some friends and they really liked it. I have to save it until Thursday thought, but it’s just nice to come up with stuff that makes your friends laugh.

Janus acting like Remus? *Remus’ voice* Remus here! Looks like the Dukey just dropped in! *Remus’ laugh* *Takes a breath and snaps into Janus’ character* I spend a lot of time with him so I’ve had a lot of practise.

Why do I feel like we’re gonna have another angsty Virgil moment? When is Virgil not being angsty...?

Please can you say trans rights? Uh, heck yah trans rights! I, uh, this one was very simple but I wanted to say it!

Do you think Virgil would be into anime? Actually, if you remember from, uh, Accepting Anxiety, uh, part 2, there’s actually a Death Note poster in his room, so he definitely likes some anime.

Hi! Can you say hola to the Hispanic fanders in el vecindario fander? Please? We love you! Oh my gosh, *a very naturally american pronunciation* hola! that’s very kind of you guys. I appreciate all of the support you guys give, and I love all of you guys. 

STORYTIME! I love you: *upbeat voice* Storytime! I love you back.

How gay are you? Like, 15 gay! I rank General! 

How did you end up meeting and babysitting Gavin? Gavin is actually Leo’s nephew, so he would come up here, uh, during the holidays or during the summer, and alternate being baby-sat between me and Leo’s mom - his grandma.

What was the inspo for Janus’ outfit? Ooh, that’s a really good question, uh... Joan had a vision in their mind for almost kind of like this early 20th century or late 19th century kinda Jack the Ripper vibe.

Any advice for gaybies to fit in with society? Don’t apologise for being yourself. If people have an issue, that’s their issue that they have to work through. Do not apologise for being yourself. 

What type of gay are you? (Math gay, plant gay, caffine gay, etc): Wait, there’s such thing as a math gay? I am absolutely that, and I feel like I’m just gonna be naming traits about myself but I’m a trivia gay, a driving gay, apparently a math gay, a Disney gay *laughs* and a theatre gay.

Not a question but I’m glad to be alive at the same time as someone as great as you: Dude, this stuff is really sweet. *laughs* That’s really sweet, umm, trust me, I feel the same way about all of you. Honestly.

Why don’t you own a doggo yet? I... went to Petsmart today - I didn’t get an animal, but like... I’m thinking about it and this question is like... hmmm...

I’ve run out of cartoons to watch, any recommendations? Owl house! Owl house, owl house. I just tried it, and I immediately got hooked. Infinity train’s also a really good one, duck tales is amazing, and I’m getting ready to start Tangled: the animated series, so *shrugs*.

What is Patton’s opinion on rats? *adorable Patton voice, slowly zooming in on his face* They are tiny little squishy precious babies!!!

How do I ask people for their pronouns? I don’t know, I mean, I don’t think it’s like a big deal? I hope we could get to the point where we could just be like ‘what are your pronouns?’ and then they would tell you, and then you’d just, you know, carry on the rest of your conversation. 

A circle has no bounds and it’s the same with your beauty: This is really precious, and it of course came from Nash (?) who is a poet, he published a lot of wonderful, wonderful poems on twitter, they are are amazing, and you are once again far too sweet, Nash. 

Dream role? This is a pretty broad question, so maybe dream theatrical role would be Sweeny Todd, dream movie role would be anything in the marvel universe, uh, really just give me anything in any voice acting role, *smiling mischievously* egg rolls are also really good.

Can Remus please say ‘I am the sand guardian, guardian of the sand’? *Remus voice* I am the sand guardian, guardian of the sand! (love that vine)

Are there still plans for the Roman series? *nods* Oh, yeah, yeah, it was definitely hindered by COVID, uh, as was this Sanders Asides episode that’s coming up, which is why it’s taking longer in the editing stage, it is our, uh... strategy, for circumventing the obstacle, and we hope you like it.

Are we still getting an August playlist? Uh, heck yah you are! But honestly, actually, if you guys have any suggestions I should include in the playlist, lemme know! I’d be happy to get some suggestions - but yes. You will be definitely getting one.

May I please see your feet? *confused, slightly disgusted expression* *begins to move the camera away from his face* *holds up a tape measure, extended to 1 foot long* *grins*

Any shows on Netflix to recommend? Umbrella Academy is really good, Dragon Prince, uh, She-Ra, of course, umm The Hollow (?) is really cool, there’s a documentary about video games called High Score, that was really fun.

Roman, who would you say the gayest side is? *Roman’s voice* Oh, we’re all equally gay, okay? *chuckles* it’s a sexuality, not a personality trait. *takes a breath and speaks quickly* I’m just kidding it’s *sings* meeeeee!

If you were not a YouTuber, what would you see yourself doing and why? Uh, maybe putting my chemical engineering degree to some use. *laughs awkwardly* Uh, I went to school for 5 years for that one.

Like you literally make me so flipping happy: I’m glad! I don’t know what I’m doing to do that, but the feeling is absolutely mutual. 

Can we have Virgil saying “Falsehood”? *hair already over one eye, in Virgil’s voice* Uh, c’mon, okay, sure. *very quietly and unenthusiastically* falsehood. Is that good? Is that? I don’t know, I don’t wanna steal his bit.

Which Sanders Side do you feel you embody most? Ah, I would probably say it’s either Patton or Roman because Patton can be definitely me, all the time, just really enthusiastic about things and finding things cute, but Roman... Roman’s sensitivity, oh. That’s me. 

What was the first job you had? I actually worked as a page in a library! A- pages basically just kinda like, shelve books, check books out; it’s one of the chillest jobs I’ve ever had, one of my favourites, and my dad always had a lovely dad joke for it: ‘you’re working as a page, when do you get promoted to a book?’

How tall are you? I usually say 5ft 10, but I think I’m trying to be a little more realistic with myself. And I’m probably 5ft 9 and a half. *zooms in on his face, staring into the camera* I’m holding onto that half a foot for all dear life. 

DROP THE SKIN ROUTINE PLEASE! This is very sweet, uh, I, *laughs nervously*, uh, I use Curology? They’re very nice. Umm, just... different kinds of lotion, I guess. (I suppose I should write down what I do lol)

Can we get a FALSEHOOD? *is standing* *clears throat* *points upwards from his eyeline* FALSEHOOD! 

Do you have a boyfriend if not are you planning on dating soon? I do not, uh, dating is kinda difficult right now midst COVID, you know, kinda tough... love... in the time of Corona... umm, but, you know, option’s open.

When was your first kiss? I’m sure I’ve answered this somewhere, it was in high school, I might have been 15 or 16. It was with a girl. *Shakes head* And all I can remember is hitting teeth. A lot.

Can we get a super super vague hint about the new Asides episode?  Alright, I’m getting ready to end the Q&A, so this, you know, if you’ve made it so far you deserve this super vague answer, umm... it includes a side that was not in the last episode. (This isn’t much, I apologise lol)

Thomas: And that is it for this evening! Thank you so much, you guys, for watching. I know some of you are still over in Europe watching and it’s like 4 in the morning, and I need to go to bed so thank you all so much for your questions - I gotta do this more often ‘cause I really enjoy it. Love you guys, gals, and non-binary pals. Peace out!

[enigmatist17]

Will You Stay? (Zane Flynt x Timothy Lawrence)

Zane Flynt had been around for a long time. He’d seen all manners of peoples, had traveled to too many systems to count, and they always were the same. The heroes were heroes, the villains and scum were villains and scum. The only people who ever tugged at a heart he kept forgetting he had, were the begotten types.

The traumatized widows, the children with war-torn faces, the crippled who usually end up dead by days end. The people he could almost never help were the ones that kept him awake most nights.

Timothy Lawrence was just such a person. The poor lad not only had been stuck in a hellscape casino that Zane himself had worked on via the security systems, but he bore the face of the biggest monster in the galaxy. 

Pretty Boy and the last of his men had finally fallen, and the various gangs shuttered inside the casino were currently on the closest planet. Moxxi had plans to use them but was currently taking stock of what would soon be her domain, Amara and Moze escorting her. FL4K had long since retired to Sanctuary III, having found the casino much to his distaste.

Zane was in a room that had been converted to Casa de Timothy, boots resting up on a coffee table as he sat on the singular couch. It was late, well as much as Zoomer’s clock displayed, said drone lazily hovering around the room. The assassin could hardly care less, just tipping back his flask and regrettably draining the last of the liquid inside. It had taken over a month taking the casino over, and he was bloody well tired, idly wondering why in feck’s name he had signed up to go Vault Hunting one last time.

“Do you need anything to drink? O-or eat? Anything?”  Ah, that’s right. Tilting his head up, Zane’s ECHO-eye focused on the man hunched over a table a few feet away. Zane had met Timothy during his short tenure at working on casino security and had found the doppelganger a touch sweet. Never around the former monster of course, but they had shared a drink before Zane had gone off to his next job. To see him alive, whereas all the other doppelgangers were dead, gave Zane a glimmer of hope. Timothy seemed to feel the same, sticking to Zane like glue as he and the Vault Hunters planned their attack and takeover. Late nights saw them pouring over blueprints, Zane usually offered a drink or snack first before the others. Zane didn’t seem to mind, Moze and Amara catching him gathering up Timothy for sleep more than once, the operative having what they could almost say was a doting look on his face. 

Now Zane hung around with Timothy, usually playing guard to those who looked even a touch-ready to go at the other. As much as he wanted to leave, Timothy would still need to undergo a massive facial surgery that Tannis was preparing for, as the bomb wired to his jaw was still an ever-present danger. Clearing his throat, Zane motioned for the other to come close.

“Come now boyo, ‘nough worryin’ about yer plans.” He sees the way Timothy pauses, glancing down at the ECHO in his hands before carefully setting it down. The poor lad was writing out whatever his thoughts were before the surgery in a day's time, clearly worried about dying. Zane moves his arm, and Timothy sits beside the mercenary. He’s stiff at first but nestles into Zane’s side after he takes a quick look around the room. Neither had put a name on whatever it was they did when eyes weren’t looking, but Timothy didn’t want it to ever end.

“I can’t help it ya know? What if, what if it goes wrong? O-Or Tannis decides that killing me would make her feel better? O-Or what if…” Timothy feels the squeeze on his trembling hands, and he takes in a deep breath before slowly releasing it. 

“I’m goin’ ta be right there boyo.” Zane nuzzles his nose on the side of Timothy’s temple, earning a soft sigh as the other let his nervousness trail off.

“O-Of course you will be.” Zane wouldn’t lie to him, would he?

It doesn’t stop Timothy from worrying when tomorrow comes, and he is put under for the nearly 17-hour long surgery as the mask grafted to his face is taken off, and his jaw completely removed and replaced with a newly grown version from his own DNA. Having his bone marrow taken a week previously had been harrowing for the poor guy, and he dreamed of how attentive Zane had been during the two days of his recovery. The room he awakens in days later is unfamiliar, until Zoomer comes into view, a small ray of light trailing over the other before the robot lets out a beep. Timothy only lets out a feeble noise, the entirety of his lower face hurting terribly. It isn’t long before there is the whoosh of a door opening, and he can hear something be set down on the bed beside him. 

“Finally awake there eh?” It’s Zane, not that it would be anyone else, and Timothy’s heart flutters. Some pain relief is applied to his jaw via med-hypo, Timothy whimpering for a moment at the needle before he goes blissfully numb. “Ah yer such a good patient love.” He gets a small smile from the other, gently tucking some chestnut hair from that sweet face. Tannis had found a way to partially purge Handsome Jack’s DNA from the other, which hopefully would remove his murderous outbursts. For now, to see the pale face freed from its prison smiling up at him, Zane couldn’t help but feel happy for Timothy, moving to sit beside the other. Timothy slips back to sleep soon enough, and for the next week is unable to do much but rest and heal, Zane sometimes injecting him under Tannis’ strict observation. He isn’t sure why the scientist isn’t the one doing it, but when Zane is heard growling out at someone outside the door one day, he understands as the Irishman threatens a rather creative end.

“Zan..e.” It’s near the end of week two when Timothy braves speaking, the Vault Hunter looking up from his workstation at the name.

“Finally speakin’ are we boyo?” Zane grins, setting his soldering tool aside before walking over to the bed. Timothy gives a thumbs up, the act of smiling still a bit painful. He steels himself, motioning for Zane to lean down, the Vault Hunter shrugging before doing so. “What is it boyo?”

Zane isn’t expecting the hand going around his neck, placing his lips on Timothy’s. The lads’ lips are dry, for obvious reasons, and Zane just gives a small hum before returning the kiss. It’s very much not unwanted, and feeling the still healing scars stop the mercenary from turning the gesture passionate. Nervous fingers are tugging at the back of Zane’s neck, and he eventually pulls back to take hold of said hand. Timothy had the adorable habit of drumming out something if he was nervous, or perhaps excited, in this case.

“Breathe there boyo.” Zane chuckles, feeling Timothy’s fingers drum against his palm as he takes slow breaths. Timothy wants to smile, but knows his face would only regret the action, so keeps drumming away until the urge to smile passes. “Better?” Zane gets a nod, and the mercenary chuckles to himself before releasing Timothy’s hand, leaning down to start unlacing his boots. Those and his jacket are soon dropped beside the bed in a heap, the trained Hunter slipping himself into the bed beside Timothy. He adjusts to Timothy’s neck and head are supported, the former doppelganger's head resting on his upper chest, cybernetic arm resting over Zane’s stomach as he curls up right close.

“Are...w..e..a th..ing?” It’s a weak thing of a question, but Zane hears it as if Timothy had been shouting at him.

“I should say so boyo, have been for some time eh?” Zane watches as that pale face turns a rose color, and he can’t help but grin at the sight. “Aye, yer a cute one.” Timothy moves and gives Zane’s chest a light slap, wincing when the other’s laugh moves his head too much.

“Let’s fight another time yea? Don’t wanna hurt that wee pretty head.” Zane chuckles, and Timothy pouts before giving a small nod, moving his hand back in place. “There we are.” Timothy smiles to himself, and when he fades back into blissful sleep, this time it’s with the knowledge he won’t wake up alone and abandoned again.

No, neither he nor Zane wanted that, not anymore.

[dear-mrs-otome]

You play so many games! Which are your favorite, and who are you best 2D boys from them?

I’M SO SORRY NONNY THIS ASK IS FROM AGES AGO IT GOT BURIED!

I do play a lot of games.

This is my current otome folder on the phone - so just the mobage stuff, not counting the Vita or PC games I play:

I don’t play all of these on the regular though. The only ones I currently play pretty much daily are SLBP, Ikemen Revolution, Ikemen Vampire, and Ikemen Live…the others get rotated in and out as events or new routes pop up.

As for favorite boyos from those…I’m going to put it behind a cut because this will probably have spoilers and will definitely get long!

SLBP

This should be a surprise to no one who follows this blog. Favorite samurai is and always will be Mitsunari, He’ll forever be #1, for being witty and vitriolic and terrible at people…but passionate and loyal and utterly dedicated to his principles. The growth of his character over the arc of his main story is so very satisfying to behold, when you see where he began and where he ends up.

Favorite ninja will always be Kyoichiro, for a lot of the same reasons as above. He’s the right mix of snarky and charming and vulnerable, and utterly adores his lady. I’m also convinced that his route and his outlook on life is the best match for Tsuki MC - if SLBP was a console game he’d be ‘true route’ for our little ninja girl!

Ikemen Revolution

Jonah was the first route I played, and he’ll always be gold standard for this game. He’s ridiculous and pompous and extra AF…but he has such a huge heart and loves so intensely, and has such a strong sense of honor and principles. He exemplifies the concept of noblesse oblige and all that it means in its very best form. It doesn’t hurt that he’s actually as badass as he is pretty, too.

Oliver. ‘Nuff said. He’s classy and sassy and a giant marshmallow inside beneath that charred abrasive outside. Whip-smart and whimsical but tries as hard as he can to live up to his surname of ‘knight’ as well…and to make the best of a relatively shitty situation he’s found himself in. I just finished his route and it was surprisingly bittersweet, and it only solidified my love for this not-so-jolly green giant.

Ikemen Vampire

Urrrgh this game owns my ass and my soul, and when it finally comes to English I will actually die, friends.

Mozart was first bae in this game. The token tsun but he’s a Cybird one, so he’s really a giant pile of fluffy nougat inside his thin candy shell. I love his very real insecurities and issues, how his POV gives you glimpses of his unique perspective on the world, and how staunchly he stands by his convictions. He’s incredibly sensitive, and I love his MC and their interactions together - they tease and banter and the pace of their relationship developing as she draws him out of his shell feels so natural, it’s truly a joy to watch unfold. 

Theo. THEO. This asshole. This beautiful, self-sacrificing, badass, charismatic dick. He’ll call you a dog constantly. He’ll spout action-hero-worthy one-liners. He’ll hare off and do things all by himself, and make some many countless bone-headed decisions because he’s a stubborn jackass. But they all spring from the biggest heart around hiding under all that bark and growl, dauntless passion and idealism, and a secret conviction that he’s not worth jack. He’s a giant, protective, terrifyingly snarly guard dog literally personified…and he’ll melt just as easily as one if you pat him on the head and tell him he’s a good boy.

I hate how much I love him. And I’ve never, ever, ever been as tempted to lick my screen as I am whenever he takes his shirt off and shows off that bruiser bod. swoon.

HONORABLE MENTION: Jeanne d’Arc, because I love me a tortured soul and a boy that thinks he’s a monster, mm mm mmmmm.

Ikemen Live

I went into this game expecting some fun and music. I got fluff, and angst, and a sinister thread of the supernatural/psychological I was not expecting in the slightest…but I am 100% here for.

I’m a HOUNDS ho through and through, and for these two specifically. Left is Gaku, right is Ritsu - Gaku is the ‘lazy genius’ trope who does his best impression of a needy cat, the sort that have to lie on you wherever you go. But he’s got a massive pile of issues to work through, and is almost a literal recluse. Watching MC coax him back into the world is so very satisfying…and I’ve never seen a more perfectly romantic moment in otome than Gaku, running through the rain and mud barefoot, to sweep his lady up in a joyous hug after she serenades him from outside his window.

Ritsu has his own share of issues, and is the token tsun, but he feels everything so much and so hard. And he’s so small but he tries so hard to protect everyone he cares about…he’s like the tiniest, angriest pomeranian. The route begins with MC idol-worshiping him, but it’s obvious almost immediately that it’s him that admires her for her passion and drive. I loved that in his route, the song she writes becomes their song, one they create together as equals. Plus he has the most amazing range of expressions, I laughed constantly through his route at all the faces he makes.

HONORABLE MENTION: Eisuke, the HOUNDS drummer, because I desperately want to know what makes that shady yakuza-prince tick.

[hqkj]

a father’s counsel — solo para.

date & location — sunday september 1, 2019 / chilliwack sunflower festival, vancouver background — after spending a week with maia and his family, kj and his crazy fucking gemini energy get a brilliant idea featuring — @maiimitchell, kj’s dad, mom, and sister trigger warning(s) — NONE (unless you consider talk of marriage a trigger?)

It had been almost a week since the gig at Guilt and Co and KJ had been using every last second not spent in front of a camera to be with his family. His family now, of course, included Maia...a welcomed and unsurprisingly natural addition to a clan of insane people. This inclusion felt so natural, in fact, that once she was invited on the family outing to the sunflower festival, Maia spent a majority of her day frolicking through the fields, playing photographer for his mom and sister, and seeming to love every second of it. That said, she was an actor by trade so who knew, really. KJ had had enough of being in front of cameras so he opted to hang back with his dad, the two men finding an empty swing set where they could both see the girls and also sit, talk, and enjoy each other’s company.

Keneti loved his dad. His dad was his hero, plain and simple. His dad was everything he aspired to be, the best role model a boy could ever ask for. Hell, Tupa’i was practically a God in KJ’s eyes and had been since day one. He couldn’t speak highly enough of his father and any chance he had to sit down and talk about life and love and anything else, KJ grabbed at. After some of the standard catch up chit chat, a comfortable quiet settled over the two of them, both men gazing out to the distance at the women they loved. Maia was laughing with Ari while his mom Tessa aimed the camera at the two of them; the sight almost made KJ tear up. Up until this moment, he had no idea that this was one of his favorite views in the entire world.

“I’ve been thinking about asking Maia to marry me.” The unexpected statement filled the silence around them and Keneti watched out of the corner of his eye for a reaction from his dad. Tupa’i was normally a larger-than-life kind of guy, someone who laughed the loudest and gave the biggest bear hugs; KJ expected an equally passionate reaction to this bombshell. Instead, his father sat motionless, silent. A tension built between them, the soft quiet that had once been there twisting into something different, something harder...at least it felt as such on KJ’s end. The seconds dragged like hours until Tupa’i smiled, slow and wide, turning to face his apprehensive son.

“Son, that’s wonderful, absolutely wonderful.” He clapped KJ on the shoulder, pulling him into a congratulatory one-armed hug, shaking his frame a few times for good measure. Once the news settled around them, KJ could tell his dad was beginning to digest the news and he knew - based on many the prior experience - that this was the point in the interaction that the questions would begin flowing. “How long exactly have you known this girl, boyo?” Just like clockwork. Did he know his dad or what? “We’ve known each other for years now, tama. Dated a bit last year while we filmed our movie in Ohio and then got back together a few months ago. We weren’t official but she came down to see me in Alabama and stuff so...yeh, this isn’t a new thing or anything.”

The duo had been sitting there so long that their once shade spot was now fully bathed in sunlight. KJ rolled his eyes and laughed as his father began to lift his long-sleeved white tee over his head, exposing his bare chest. To anyone else, this scenario may have been mortifying but KJ was used to it. And Tupa’i was ripped as hell so who would be bothered? Without missing a beat, he launched into his next question. “Not new, sure, but is it old enough to commit to?” This one made KJ pause. It was philosophical but also too real. Did he know Maia and the life he could have with her well enough to want it until the end? To throw all the other possibilities out the window? For once, the boy who always had something to say, was silent. 

“Now, I’m not asking to try and dissuade you or to change your mind, son,” Tupa’i continued, pushing the conversation along. As well as KJ knew his dad, his dad knew him even better; he knew just what to do to save KJ from himself and the rabbit hole that his brain often morphed into if left unchecked. “Hell, your mum and I dated for five weeks before I got down on a knee and two months after that we were married. Happily happy ever since so who am I to say it can’t work. It can. We’re proof that it can, your Mum and me.” His dad was smiling again, an action reflected on KJ’s features. Leave it to good old Dad to know the exact right thing to say in any given moment. “I’ve just got to ask the questions you may be too afraid to ask yourself. Bein’ your tama ‘nd all.”

“She’s the best person I know. So funny, so smart, her heart is bigger than life. She carries so much love around with her just waiting for a moment or a person that needs it. A lot of the time that person is me. I love her,” KJ finished simply, the words small but righteous on his tongue. "And that’s it, isn’t it? I want to figure out how to build a life with her and that’s enough, right?” He’d never felt this way before, so sure about anything. Being indecisive to a fault was a character trait for KJ; more often than not, it took him over an hour to choose a place to eat dinner. Well, choosing restaurants wasn’t his forte but he knew, without a doubt, who he wanted to be his wife. “It’s a start, son. A damn good start,” Tupa’i said softly, pulling KJ into one more side hug, his other arm eventually coming up, wrapping his son in a full fledged embrace.

“What sort of trouble are you two getting into? And Dad, why are you shirtless? We’re in public.” Ari’s teasing shattered through the fragility of the moment and the two men released each other, KJ’s gaze immediately finding a beaming Maia approaching, flanked on either side by his sister and mother. “Nothin’,” KJ said with an air of faux nonchalance as Maia plopped down into his lap and kissed his cheek. “Master and grasshopper bonding time, never you mind,” Tupa’i said as he stood, providing his wife a spot to sit. It was tiny actions like that - silent but speaking volumes - that KJ would need to remember to bring into his own marriage. KJ looked upwards at Maia, his chin resting against her arm. “I love you so much,” he whispered, a hushed vow meant only for the two of them.

[happywitch416]

Dragon Age Questions

I was tagged by @joufancyhuh thank you! This was fun! I’m gonna tag @kaleidoscopegirl @thesecondseal @rhetoricalrogue @lechatrouge673 @bugsieplusone @sasabelle-a and anyone else! Everyone else!

01) favorite game of the series?

DA2, hands down. I played DAI first and don’t get me wrong it’s a pretty game and a good game, but I love Hawke’s story. Someone who tries so hard and it’s never enough. I relate.

02) how did you discover Dragon Age?

I got a free copy of Inquisition with a new xbox, and honestly, hubs is the one who was oh it has dragons, Erin will like that! I wonder if he ever regrets that decision.

03) how many times you’ve played the games?

Origins- completely through 3 times? My dalish Elf who i didn’t even name her own name. Oops. Then my Arwen Tabris who smooches Zev and I actually have sorta fleshed out. I also have a Cousland and a dwarf that I never finished. I suffer from The Joining is Stupid syndrome.

DA2- I replay this constantly. I love Rose whether I am playing her as a mage or a rogue. I have played through with Selene twice maybe? I like all the choices! And how the choices change things! And well, Varric.

DAI- I’ve played through each race, as female, probably half a dozen times a piece. I really like being a Qunari lady, me and Sera swoon together. And it’s very different from other fantasy races I’ve played. And I love Val Cadash with her giant warhammer. The Iron Bull loves her too. Lol

04) favorite race to play as?

In all honesty? Elf. Elf me. Unless I’m playing Rose. Rose could never be an elf. So. But playing as a dwarf IS SO FUN and honestly far more relatable than playing a human.

05) favorite class?

For Origins and DA2, I prefer rogue. That being said, I hate playing rogue in DAI, so I mage it all the way.

06) do you play through the games differently or do you make the same decisions each time.

Depends on why I’m playing. For fun? I don’t care. For story plots? I keep it consistent unless I want to know how an action changes things (Hawke in the Fade :c). I do have playthroughs specifically for certain world sets too. Like World Asshole is basically thumbing the line of are my heroes even heroes anymore? Or just shiny monsters.

07) go-to adventuring group?

Origins- Zevran, Morrigan, Shale/Oghren.

Awakening- Valenna, Anders, Oghren.

DA2- Anders/Merrill, Isabella, Varric always. Rogues can tank if they try hard enough.

DAI- Varric, The Iron Bull, Viv or Dorian.

08) which of your characters did you put the most thought into?

Rose Hawke. Her past, present, and future is planned and mostly written. I adore her. She is how and why I discovered the how and why people write fanfic. And make headcanons. And Pinterest boards.

09) favorite romance?

VARRIC TETHRAS YOU COWARDS.

But in Origins, it’s Zevran. All day every day. I love me a character of questionable morals with a heart of gold. So complex, so murdery, so cute.

10) have you read any of the comics/books?

I think maybe I own them all? The books are a bit dry. But I love the comics. Superb art work, pretty good story telling. I read them mostly for lore reasons but they stay because they are good.

11) if you read them, which was your favorite book?

Until We Sleep

12) favorite DLCs?

Mark of the Assassin is just pure madness and Tallis makes me heart eye emoji. But The Descent and Jaws of Hakkon are my favorites. The music! The scenery! The stories!

13) things that annoy you?

I cannot romance Varric ever.

DAI’s gender and race locked romances. Some I get, Dorian and Sera because hi, representation matters. . But why can Cullen only romance elf/human ladies? Why on earth is Cass straight? The Iron Bull is only one who isn’t locked out of one thing or another and I love that. I love Bull. But like I feel we went meh good enough or something with the others. Especially after the everybody bangs everybody of DA2. Which was that trying to do a good or lazy writing? Dunno.

Fandom ruins a lot of things for me. I don’t want to take part in convos beyond my circle. Yikes.

Alistair. I get it, it’s tragic but ugh. I’m just too old for him. Same actually for Cullen, and for the above reason, Fandom. Yikes.

The Samson/Cullen thing they tried to replicate with Leliana and Calpurnia. It only worked for the boyos cause they are two sides of a coin. Unless Leliana is secretly a mage? Maybe she IS the ravens.

Consistent Canon doesn’t go here. They don’t even know who that is.

Why do you whitewash your own characters?

THE GODS DAMNED HINTERLANDS

I don’t want to kill the dragons. Let me recruit them.

Where the fuck is my Mabari: Inquisition Addition

14) Orlais or Ferelden?

KIRKWALL. Ferelden is quaint and Orlais is just gross. But has lots of shiny so it does rank higher than Ferelden.

15) Templars or Mages?

Mages, mostly because I want to dismantle the Chantry and continue the tradition of blowing it up. It’s bad. Templars just don’t have enough walking explosives for that.

16) if you have multiple characters, are they in different/parallel universes or in the same one?

I slap them all in the same verse if they are fleshed out in anyway. Rose Hawke and Val Cadash are best buds, business partners, and occasional bed warmers. Arwen Tabris is hiding from them at this point, she took that Warden Commander title and noped the fuck off around the world with Zev. She doesn’t want their drama too.

17) what did you name your pets? (mabari, summoned animals, mounts, etc)

I name the Mabari Hero. Let’s be honest, that mabari is the true hero of the first two games.

18) have you installed any mods?

I only started modding a few months ago and haven’t modded any of these yet.

19) did your Warden want to become a Grey Warden?

Arwen- Nope. But she really wanted to live, with that much blood on her hands it was join or hang.

20) Hawke’s personality?

She’ll help but she’s tired.

21) did you make matching armor for your companions in Inquisition?

If by matching you mean I dyed everything but the plaid weave of shame black then yes. Plaidweave is for liars.

22) if your character(s) could go back in time to change one thing, what would they change?

Arwen Tabris would kill Vaughan and his ilk at the wedding, not letting them take Shianni or the others.

23) do you have any headcanons about your character(s) that go against canon?

Rose Hawke is a rogue and a mage. Arwen Tabris is not getting married at the start of Origins. Val Cadash is still a respected member of the Carta while also being Inquisitor. Rose and Varric live happily ever after.

24) are any of your character(s) based on someone?

Rose is the one that has the most of me in her. The rest are just who they are.

26) favorite mount?

Dracolisks. Because the cowards make me kill dragons. Cowards!

[johndarryl-blog]

The Hero of Justice

(Ten-Minute Play)

 CHARACTERS

Manny Guevara- A mercenary that fortunately saw Jack and saved him from the burning town.

Jack- A teenager who got rescued by Manny from the fires, unfortunately he has lost his memories, right now he is living at the Guevara residence, adopted by Manny until his memories return or a relative comes and pick him up.

PLACE

The time is present

PLACE

A town in Manila, Philippines

Scene 1

Night. BURNING TOWN…

JACK

(Panting)

Fire… There’s fire,,, Everywhere. Oh God… I-I got to get… out of here.

(JACK falls down)

JACK

No… I can’t… Not now, shit… My consciousness… it’s… fading….

(MANNY is seen running towards JACK and dragging/carrying him away)

Scene 2

Day. Hospital

(JACK wakes up and looks around the room and sees MANNY)

JACK

Who are you?

MANNY

The guy who rescued you, the names Manny, Manny Guevara, but you can just call me Manny. What about yours kid?

JACK

Jack.

MANNY

Jack? What’s your family name?

JACK

I can’t remember…

MANNY

Oh great, please don’t tell me you got amnesia, can you really not remember anything? Like nothing at all? Not even your parents?

JACK

No… Nothing at all, not even my papa or mama, and I think they… Died… In the fire.

MANNY

You can’t recall anything at all? Not even your relatives?

(JACK shakes his head)

MANNY

(Face palms)

Great, just what I needed. Fine you know what kiddo do you want to come live with me? At least until the memories come back or someone comes to pick you up.

JACK

Okay…

MANNY

Ok then, it’s decided, I’ll go do the boring stuff and fill in some paperwork, meanwhile you can just go ahead and lay down on the bed, to recover your strength.

(MANNY walks out of the scene/stage)

JACK

Scene 3

Night. MANNY’S CAR

(MANNY notices JACK is still awake)

MANNY

Hey kid you should probably sleep, it’s already 10 o’clock in the night already, which in my opinion is already way past your bedtime.

JACK

I… I can’t sleep, whenever I close my eyes I see the charred corpses that I had to step on just to save myself, I hear the screams of the ones trapped under the burning rubbles of the city, shouting at me “Why did you have to be the one to survive”.(MANNY stops the car)

MANNY

Jack… listen to me kiddo, you had to do what you had to do to survi-

JACK

Don’t give me that stupid excuse! I knew I had to do what I did… but it does not make it any easier to bear with the fact that I left them all to die just for me to survive… that I stepped on the charred corpses of someone that I might have known, that I had just covered my ears to the screams of agony of someone that might have been my friend. I just…

(JACK starts to sob)

MANNY

Jack…

(MANNY stops the car and hugs JACK)

MANNY

Listen to me Jack, if I said I can give you an advice for this I would be lying, it’s normal to feel guilt over a situation like that, to feel grief that you are the only one that survived, that the people you have grown to care about is gone and that the days with them that you have come to like will never return again, there are no magical words that can be said to you to make that pain go away, the only thing that you can do is to move forward, and eventually the pain will go away, left with the times that have long passed.

(JACK pushes MANNY away)

JACK

Are you implying that I will just eventually forget those that I have previously loved? That along with the pain they will just disappear from my memories?

MANNY

Well I mean they already disappeared from your memories you know? Amnesia remember?

(JACK punches MANNY)

JACK

Don’t make fun of me!

MANNY

Ok I kinda deserved that

JACK

Kinda! Do you even hear yourself Manny! Or is your ego too big for you to look over and see how insensitive the words you have said are!

MANNY

Ok Jack listen-

JACK

Listen to what huh? What are you gonna say next? That I should have just gone and laid down with the corpses next to the fire?

MANNY

Now you see that joke is tasteless and just not my style

JACK

FUCK YOU MANNY!

MANNY

Ok now that was uncalled for Jack.

JACK

Your joke was uncalled for!

MANNY

Ok, ok calm down Jack I am sorry, it’s just I use jokes to cope with the crap that happens in my life ok? Sorry about that joke Jack. But what I wanted to convey to you is that you should go and move forward, not forget them, but to move forward. Live your life to the fullest, not only for yourself but also for them, to those that you have left behind.

JACK

Easier said than done…

Manny

Heh, tell me about it kid.

Scene 4

Morning. GUEVARA ESTATE

JACK

Good morning Manny.

MANNY

Good morning Jackie boyo.

JACK

What are you doing?

MANNY

Cooking us dinner and OH MY GOD! Jack help!

JACK

What! What is it! Holy crap it’s burning! How the heck did you screw up this badly!

(JACK takes the fire extinguisher and extinguishes the fire)

MANNY

(panting)

Hahaha, Nice job boyo!

JACK

Don’t nice job me Manny! What the heck were you cooking!

MANNY

Erm umm, I was boiling some water for noodles.

JACK

Excuse me? Boiling water?

MANNY

Yes…

JACK

Is this one of your jokes again?

MANNY

Nope.

JACK

I have multiple questions that I am afraid to seek the answer to. Just for heaven’s sake just let me cook from now on so we don’t have another town burned to the ground.

MANNY

Sure thing boyo, also check out the pamphlets on the table, those are the list of schools in this town.

JACK

Sure. Also... Does it really feel that good?

MANNY

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! kiddo, you are way too young to be asking that question!

JACK

THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!

MANNY

Heh, priceless, then what are you trying to ask kiddo?

JACK

Saving someone…

MANNY

Hm? What do you mean?

JACK

Saving someone does it really feel that good?

MANNY

And why exactly are you asking that question? You want to be a hero or something?

JACK

When you were rescuing me… I regained consciousness for a few seconds and I saw your face, you were crying but also smiling at the same time, an expression of pure bliss, as if your purpose in life has been fulfilled. I... Want to feel it too.

MANNY

So you saw huh? Well yeah it does feel good, ever since I was a child I wanted to be a Hero of Justice, someone that can save the people he cares about and more, I said that every single conversation that I had with my dad.

JACK

Only your dad?

MANNY

Yeah, my mother, she died a long time ago, all I can remember is that I said I love you to her, and then before I knew it dad just hugged me while teardrops fell from his eyes...

JACK

I’m sorry for your loss

MANNY

Thanks kiddo, anyways what happened next was that my dad became crazy, you see he was a scientist that studied the human body… crazy bastard thought he could bring back mom through science like Dr. Frankenstein did to his monster so he started experimenting with the body of my childhood friend, all I knew was that she disappeared, never to be seen again, and when I saw her… she was a monster, a literal monster, flayed skin, exposed muscle, missing one eye, and other gruesome shit, I… I had to shoot her with the gun we kept at our house, and the most fucked up thing was… she said “I love you” she said I love you to me… That moment should have been the happiest moment in my life, the love of my life saying I love you to yours truly. But the only thing that I felt was regret… regret and sadness that we couldn’t have been together, And then my dad called, he told me to go to the warehouse in the abandoned part of town, and when I got there he said that he was near a breakthrough, that he can bring back mom if he could experiment with a few more bodies, and all I needed to do was to plant this bomb at the town square, the most populated part of town all so he could get a body to experiment on… but I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t let him screw over anymore lives, so I shot him too, I had become a hero Jack, I had saved thousands of people from a monster that I had once called father.

JACK

Holy crap…

MANNY

Holy crap indeed, heh. After that I became a mercenary, an occupation that allowed me to save people by being in the heart of wars, where a lot of people suffer every day, for years I roamed the globe going from war to war, saving all the people that I could.

JACK

Well that’s good isn’t it?

MANNY

Good? I had to kill people Jack I killed one to save ten, killed ten to save a hundred, and killed hundreds just to save a thousand people from their demise. And not only that I had to kill the woman who I considered as a mother figure.

JACK

What the hell?

MANNY

Yeah, she hijacked a plane full of criminals, I got ordered to shoot it down with a shoulder launched surface to air missile that was provided along with the boat I was standing on, if I don’t shoot it down the criminals would wreak havoc on the city the plane is meant to land on killing thousands.

JACK

Holy crap, not again.

MANNY

Not again indeed. I pulled the trigger to save the thousands that were on the city, I killed hundreds of criminals, and the only one I considered family to save thousands. And what’s ironic in that situation is that it happened in Mother’s Day. Look mom fireworks indeed huh?

JACK

I don’t know what I should be more surprised on, the fact that your life is so eventful, or the fact that you can joke about such horrible things in your life.

MANNY

Well I guess that’s just how I cope with all the bad shit that has happened in my life

JACK

Um Manny by the way who is the woman on that picture over there?

MANNY

Oh? That’s my wife

JACK

Wow she is beautiful

MANNY

Indeed she is.

JACK

So where is she? And don’t you have a daughter? I mean you look pretty old.

MANNY

Wow talk about rude, I’m 34 for your information,

JACK

Thirty four, Forty four same thing, but you still have not answered my question, what happened to your wife and daughter?

MANNY

...

JACK

Jesus don’t tell me you killed them too.

MANNY

I… I had to, the crazy bastard was gonna launch a nuke or else, he would have destroyed the world if I didn’t do that.

(JACK hugs MANNY)

JACK

Manny… you have led a tragic life.

MANNY

You don’t say…

JACK

Manny…

MANNY

(crying)

I… I had become a Hero of Justice, I had saved billions, so why do I feel so unfulfilled, why do I feel so empty. Can I… can I really be called a Hero of Justice? When I couldn’t even save myself? Sure I may have saved billions but at what cost? I had lost everything, in this stupid pursuit of an ideal that was destined to fail, there was no way to be a Hero of Justice… saving someone generally means not saving someone else, and that someone else can be someone that you love… That’s why kid, promise me, when you are given a choice to save, allow yourself to be selfish and save the one that you care about.

JACK

Yeah…

[tumblunni]

Man the manga makes it look so fun to be a Nobody!

I really marvel at how they captured the uncanny nature of the enemy Nobodies?? Cos seriously the whole point of them is that they look humanoid but move in really inhuman ways. And each individual enemy type has its own unique mannerisms for this, but in general its like..slugs? I'm pretty sure its slugs?? They stretch and squish and wiggle around and its like pretty much EXACTLY how medicinal leeches move, but thats a very underrated animal so its probably more likely it was slugs or worms. Like 'hey lets exaggerate slugs' but BELIEVE IT OR NOT THAT FATEFUL WIGGLIER SLUG DOES TRULY EXIST. And i love their cutie patoot lil faces. And the world needs to appreciate them more!

...ok im getting offtopic but you get the gist of what i mean. The basic Dusk enemies are vaguely humanoid things with their arms and legs tapering off into sticklike points, and they either wiggle them around like leech heads or hold their arms behind them naruto run style and use their entire body as a leech! Like its more likely that they pick up stuff by wrapping around it like a snake, rather than just using hands?? And also they can fly and stick to ceilings and just generally have loads of fun?? And look really pretty?? And some of the other more complex nobodies look even cooler doing their weird wiggle flying. Like the Assassin type have these weird big metal petal shapes on their arms that flutter like feathers and make them look like winged snakes crossed with.. Kites...? Kites made of kimonos? Being worn by a man with no face..?

SERIOUSLY WHO DESIGNED THESE FUNKY THINGS THEYRE SO UNIQUELY GENIUS

And aaa the Days manga has a REALLY good panel showing a big swarm of them in flight and it just looks SO MAGICAL AND SPOOKY! this is the exact kind of Aesthetically Nutso Ghost Monster Person i wish i could be! The manga is so cool at iimplying the same sense of inhuman motion by drawing them like motion tweens? Like theyre warped into wildly different body shapes in every panel and its just SO CREEPY and SO BADASS and SOMETIMES KINDA MAJESTIC AND ENDEARING EVEN! And this big flight scene has EVERY SINGLE INDIVIDUAL ONE drawn with its own different pose and mannerisms and like man every one of these weird squiggle flights looks like a world of fun to do!! God i love when superpowers actually look FUN, yo! It fuckin sucks that theyre just low level enemies and not ever playable. The only Nobodies that are playable or even get a big amount of screentime in cutscenes are the ones that ACTUALLY look humanoid and also move humanoid and BOOOO have zero traits of the monster theyre supposed to be. Like man just give me a whole game playing a lil bebby Nobody flying around! They remind me of the wanderers in Journey, they'd be so well suited to a chilled out exploration game like that.

And AAAAAA i get so sad thinking about how they're like bebbys!!! Noooo! Why do we not have more sympathy for them?? Like the particular way they write their 'bumbling weak enemy' scenes just comes off more like..well..sad thoughts about what happens when you lose your heart. Cos i mean the series really doesnt dwell much on the implications of the fact every single one of them used to be human! And whenever they're not being given orders by the higher ups in the organization, theyre just shown wiggling around flying in circles for fun, like a shoal of fish. They're so inhuman now, aside from vague resembelance in their appearances. They'd be seen as the cute wpodland critters in a disney princess musical number if they werent designated as monsters! Like they're not just 'dumb', they friggin dont remember how to talk anymore. And in their most memorable scene they dont understand the order "find this person" and can be easily tricked by photos of him. "Yes boss here is roxas he's a little more flatter than usual but here he is!" And they just keep gathering hundreds of the same person and never once cotton on to anything being wrong. Its so cute and also scary?? Cos seriously they are such eldritch monstrosities of fragmented soul that they move on to STEALING THE WORD PHOTOGRAPH. Just plucking it right out of the language! Failing so hard that you warp the laws of reality! I feel sorry for the poor lil guys, you definately cant say they didnt try as hard as possible!

AND SERIOUSLY THATS ALSO A COMMON TRAIT IN THE MANGA

I'm just so happy that they gave a bit more sympathy to the low level enemies because seriously WHO GIVES SUCH A GOOD DESIGN TO A LOW LEVEL ENEMY AND THEN BARELY EVER USES THEM FOR ANY SCENES

They actually give some sorts of pseudo dialogue to them?? Like during the kh2 prologue they show roxas being able to psychically perceive their thoughts while theyre trying to kidnap him. And its just so sympathetic and sad in retrospect?? They did a great job amplifying everything about this sequence because they made the Nobodies look so much scarier, made Roxas's life with his friends look even more heartwarming, and made it all super tense so you overlook all these little hints and just cheer for roxas in defeating these guys. But they left so many things that actually foreshadow that Roxas is a Nobody too, so reading this a second time is so sadddddd. I almost wish this was the first time i experienced the story, i think it does basically everything better than the original game version. Like seriously THAT ONE LINE OF WHAT THE WEAK ENEMIES ARE THINKING! "We've found you, my leige". THEY WERE JUST TRYING TO SAVE THEIR BOSS AND DIDNT KNOW WHY HE DIDNT RECOGNISE THEM. AND THEN HE ATTACKS THEM AND THEY DONT KNOW WHY!! aaa theyre just BABIES god theyre just ghost demon thingies that are like the larval stage compared to the main character versions. They dont remember who they were as humans, they just know they love their boss!! and he's apparantly been kidnapped by scary humans!! THEY WERE TRYING SO HARD TO SAVE HIM!! they got so damn close to taking over the town and they were swarming everywhere searching for him and Axel was trying so hard too and Diz just kept interrupting him before he cpuld explain or lying to roxas to manipulate them against each other! And axel even brought cake and icecream with him!! He was just trying to rescue his lil bro!!! Auuuugh seriously it was such a good twist that the Scary Monster Dudes were objectively in the right throughout this entire intro, and they just wanted to save Roxas's goddamn life. And he didnt even get to remember his peaceful days as a family with his fellow monster boyos until like five seconds before dying :(

Did anyone else just.. Not want to play kingdom hearts 2 after the prologue?

Like i couldnt stand the mood whiplash of going back to happy go lucky disney worlds with sora and having no more deep sad intriguing plot points for like ten hours of gameplay. And i could never take Organization 13 seriously as villains when the entire damn prologue was them being SUPER FUCKING SYMPATHETIC and the 'good guy' trying to murder a child in order to bring sora back. Like why am i supposed to be happy that he succeeded when i know sora himself would say no if he was told what sacrifice had to happen to bring him back? I would have been way more interested in this sequel having me play as roxas and try and take on the legacy of sora as the next hero and try and find a way to bring sora back without anyone having to die. Like the whole story could be people being all 'blah blah youre worthless youre not human your only purpose is to die for the sacrifice' and we explore all different sorts of 'heroes' doing horrible acts and justifying it to themselves because some people are just 'born evil' and its okay to do whatever you want to them. And Roxas is always struggling with almost believing that shit about himself, but in the end he does succeed to find a happy ending for everyone without a need for 'sacrifices'. And he learns to have self confidence and form his own identity and have more friendship scenes with Axel and co and also redeem all the other Nobodies please and also hug the tiny enemy childrens ones. I just did not feel much for the plot of kh2 at all except for the Nobodies!! Its just not sympathetic to have your 'heroes' arguing that 'oh they dont have hearts theyre not human they dont feel anything so theyre all evil and its all fine'. The game acts like this is true despite giving sympathetic backstories to half of them and the other half all die crying that they want to live!! What the fuck!! Like the only consolation is that they clearly cottoned on to the Org being RIDICULOUSLY POPULAR and later games literally bring all the most fan-loved ones back from the dead and add EVEN MORE sympathetic backstories and also here have a bigger villain who was really responsible and also he lied to them and theyre NOT really empty hearted and incapable of love. THEY ARE CONSTANTLY SHOWN HAVING THAT, EVEN THE WEAK LIL ENEMY DUDES HAVE ALL THAT LOYALTY TO ROXAS AAAAGH THEY DIED IN DROVES TRYING IN VAIN TO SAVE HIMMMMM

And god theyre so cute and so well designed and so sad and im sorry but AGGHHHH

I Forgot I Had So Many Emotions For The Emotionless Bebs :(

...also i really wish i cpuld get this pic of thos one panel to upload cos it looks real cool. I didnt think anything could make me love them more!!! Theyte just innocent weird snake bird worm person mannequin origami things. They just want to flutter around like messed up butterflies! And adorably poke at things they're curious about, and hold brooms awkwardly with their squiggle hands! The manga shows them doing lil chores around the house!! I LOVE THEMMMMMMM

[franeridart]

WHOA BLACK CLOVER HAS AN ANIME NOW I GOTTA GO WATCH IT

Well, only the first episode for now but yeah!!! I can’t wait for my favs to show up aaahhhhhh!!!!!! 

Anon said:Omg, Kirishima, please teach me how to put on eyeliner, your eyeliner game is on point! (Seriously, tho, I love how you draw their eyes and how you draw Kiri in general. He seems so soft. Damn, Bakugou, I'm jealous that you can cuddle him)

THANK YOU!!!! And Kiri has really really pretty lashes in the manga too, doesn’t he? Bakugou too! They have seriously pretty eyes I spend a lot of time trying to get that right when drawing haha still not as good at Horikoshi tho after all, but what can we do~

Anon said:Every time I get a notification you posted something I get extremely happy! That's what your drawings did to me. How can one be so talented.

SOB thank you so much!! You being happy makes me happy so it’s happiness all around!!! What a good!!!

Anon said:Heey!! So I've been wondering... if Aizawa used his quirk on Hagakure would she become visible?? (Btw love your art)

Oh my what a question, I was actually talking about this not too long ago with a friend! And the conclusion ended up being that if her invisibility is a permanent mutation he can’t, but if she can turn it off at will then probably he can too! Right now we still don’t know how exactly Tooru’s quirk tho, so we can’t be sure which is the truth! (I like to think she can turn visible if she wants, but that’s just an headcanon with very little basis haha)

Anon said:Your erasermic art has blessed me 4ever thank u

NAH thank you for liking it and letting me know, man!!!

Anon said:I DIDNT KNOW YOU SHIP ERASERMIC OH MY GOD but seriously you're one of my favourite artists and the fact you like pretty much all the same things as I do is so amazing to me and it makes me so happy because I know that you may draw more of it in the future and I'll get to see more beautiful art if that makes sense lmao thanks for creating stuff 👌👌

Hahahaha yeah it’s one of my top ships in the fandom! Also the only one I read fics for aside from krbk I love them A LOT (and it’s all thanks to my sister who directed my attention towards them a long time ago now, thank you sis) so yeah I’ll definitely draw more of them in the future!!!! And thank you so much for liking my stuff!!!!!

Anon said:Hi! I just want to say I love your headcanon of Aizawa becoming a mentor/role model to Bakugou! Thank you for introducing me to that idea!

YOU’RE MOST WELCOME I’m just a huge huge huge fan of the Aizawa&Bakugou interactions and how much Aizawa cares for him and how much Bakugou respects and trusts him in return, so!!! I’m mostly just pushing on that canon stuff hahaha

Anon said:HORY SHEET BOYO THAT ERASERMIC SHIT IS GOOD SHIT

THANK YOU FRIEND!!!

Anon said:i came to love erasermic thru kiribaku tbh. like i saw erasermic fic in the kiribaku tag on ao3 and i read it for the bg kiribaku (kirishima was such a good boi in that fic ngl) and i was like hey erasermic isnt bad. then i saw your art of them comparing them and i was like hey this is good shit 😁👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌 keep it up pal

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ll t r y !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :O

Anon said:Do you think Kyoka and Katsuki could get along? Over their like for punkrock maybe, and their gayness. Kinda like Todoroki and Momo's talks about their tiny crushes.

WHY YES ANON I think they could be the bestest of pals, I’ve actually drawn them together now and again cause I like the idea of them being friends so much - a list of some of the things Bakugou and Jirou do together:

make fun of Kaminari (Kaminari feels attacked and liked it better when Jirou was convinced she didn’t like Bakugou)

share music recs and go to concerts together (when it’s big ones they particularly care for they stand in line The Whole Day and at first it used to be sorta awkward but now being together makes the hours fly)

mutter sass and snark under their breaths to themselves in class and without meaning make the other snort or have to hide an actual laugh (they sit next to each other in class did you know that that’s my fav thing tbh)

say “god, I’m so fucking gay” and answer “mood” whenever Kirishima and Momo, like, exist or do anything equally outrageous

sit next to each other with their phones in hand in silence and at the same time look up with an intense/bored/obviously-judging-sero-come-on-look-at-them expression whenever anyone walks past them (they’re actually playing bullshit app games)

play bullshit app games in co-op or having each other as friends to earn more rewards cause they have a No-Judging policy going on between them that makes sharing this sort of otherwise embarrassing stuff with each other okay

Anon said:Hi!!! I love your art and I just wanted to ask....what band were you referring to when you said Mic named him after the band "eraserhead"? Could you possibly be talking about the filipino band "Eraserheads"?

Yeah!!!!! Tho I’m sorry to let you down anon, but I haven’t actually ever heard much from them (justttt one song two days ago cause I got curious) - I found out about them while looking up the movie!

Anon said:I love how you draw mic with his hair in a bun. It's super cute

THANK YOU!!!! But I can’t really take the merit for that, since that’s how he actually wears his hair (more or less) when he doesn’t gel it up for his hero costume!

Anon said:What is your favorite kiribaku au? :D

Oh boy, I sort of love everything and anything I’ve ever seen/read tbh, I’m a HUGE AU lover!! At the moment to anything with the fantasy AU (and dragon!Kiri is always a super welcome plus) is gonna make me go :O !!!!!!!! hahaha so maybe that, who knows! It’s for sure the one I think about the most!

Anon said:Hellooooo i love your art so much? Especially the bakushimas oh my god (also do you plan on drawing more soul eater *coughs*-deathstar-*coughs* in the future?) Have a good day!!

THANK YOU! And I dunno, maybe! If inspiration strikes, why not!

Anon said:hey guess what i just did... went through your ENTIRE art tag (all the way back to the knb and one piece), i found it really cool to see how your art has developed and see what your fav ship is at a certain time (and how you always come back to bokuroo)

Ah man thank you for spending all that time on my blog hahaha I wouldn’t say I always go back to bokuro though? It’s more like... whenever the manga brings the bokuros back I’m ready to start hyping all over them again hahaha my bokuro periods always happened while they were doing things in the manga, after all~

Anon said:u said u couldnt draw iida, lie of the century. i lvoe u

AHHHHH I’m glad you liked him!!!! I spent lotsa time on him in the past month or so trying to get a grasp on him, so I’m really seriously happy it seems to have paid off!! to quote Todoroki

Anon said:where’s ur faq i’m on mobile

SORRY maybe you already noticed but I added the link in the description! 

Anon said:have you ever thought about if eri-chan can... erase her own quirk?? and would how they might handle it

Actually that’s the first thing I thought when Mirio got his own erased... well, it still depends on what exactly Eri’s quirk does? We sorta assumed she had the same quirk as Chisaki, but they aren’t actually related so who knows? I sure hope she can fix the damage done on Mirio, tho!

Anon said:I ADORE YOUR ART SO MUCH OH GOD HAVE A NICE DAY FRAN

OH MY GOD THANK YOU I HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY TOO!!!

Anon said:Usjeiwiwj oh man, i love cats, my cat relates to urs big time ajsjehej

Cats are such a mess and I love them with all of my heart to be honest hahaha

Anon said:Do u have any, idk idea about traitor!Kaminari? I just imagine how would others react? I think it's hella sad, and still Denki never wanted this, something just go wrong in his life and it's breakin my heart... ARGH, sorry for interrupt you with something like that...

It’s okay, don’t worry about that haha but I can’t say I find the theory possible in the least, so I haven’t really spent time thinking about it at all? I mean, I can imagine it would be full of angst and regrets and a lot of tears and anger mostly from his close friends, but since I just can’t believe this theory I can’t say I have anything specific I can give you on this orz sorry!

Anon said:Who's get jealous and possessive between bakugou and kirishima?

Actually I dunno man, are they possessive and jealous? I feel like they both would like it when the other told them stuff like “I’m yours” or “you’re mine”, but being there complete and utter trust between them they wouldn’t actually be jealous or act in a possessive way... does that make sense? At most I think they’d be insecure in the beginning of their relationship, but once they managed to make it clear that yes, you’re the one I want, no one else, just you then they would have little to no problems in that sense haha

Anon said:So many people seem to misunderstand bakugou and I just really like how you portray him. Good characterization and good art! 💖✨

SOB THANK YOU !!!!! this means the universe to me oh g o d s!!!!

Anon said:Wait!! This isn't your main blog? Omg how did I not know this. What is your main blog (if you're willing to let people from this blog follow it haha)?

AHHHH yeah I have a main one this one is just for my doods!!! the main is @franeridan, if you wanna follow it! I’m mostly just crying over bakugou and kirishima and complaining a whole damn lot about... everything, tho hahaha

Anon said:I'm not the anon but u know the concept that kiri n Baku would meet when they were younger and when Baku was more... violent? (i know that's not the right word, I'm not a native speaker sorry!) Like I think kiri could actually make Baku less of a bully? Considering how much positive impact he had on his personality AFTER it already developed (like idk if this ask makes sense? What do u think?) ◇ (btw putting smth like ◇ was a genious idea ty, idk if u remember that ask tho?)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!!!!! Actually I’ve been thinking about this A LOT in the past couple of days and my conclusion ended up being that the key would be either for Kirishima to know Bakugou since they were really young OR for him to not attend Bakugou’s same middle school? Like, if they developed their personalities together, having someone like Kirishima around since they were kids could have made Bakugou develop differently, but if we go with the “they met in middle school” scenario then I think Kirishima would have had the same sort of...soothing? Effect on Bakugou only if Bakugou didn’t see him as a threat to his dream of being the only kid from that middle school to enter UA. Well, a scenario in which they had known each other since they were small young babies and Bakugou reached middle school going “the only one from this middle school to enter UA is gonna be me and Eijirou”, that would have been hella cute wouldn’t it hahaha growing up with a notion of us instead of just me would have changed Bakugou a lot, I’m pretty sure :D

[overthemournes-blog]

Over The Mournes...

I was born in 1915 in Co. Donegal during a time when the Brits were not here. Life was enjoyable, I remember waking up each day to the smell of Irish Soda Bread, and porridge (with salt) that my mother would make for me every morning before I went to school. She had been doing this since the age of five. I remember that we lived in a small cottage, in Milford close to the border with Northern Ireland.

I remember walking to school along through the windy fields, and forbidden roads with my best friend Michael O’Leary. We would laugh and joke about the teachers that we really did not like:-(especially Mr. O’Neill) he was a Protestant, but he was also our English teacher... for some unknown reason I would also get an uncomfortable feeling when being taught by him, it was as if there was a volcanic rage waiting to burst out with flames and destruction.

Looking back at my time at school, was very much a marvellous experience. I use to enjoy every class I sat in, we learned about Atoms and Particles in Science, we learned about The Great Famine in History, and in PE we use to play football, I loved that part of the day as it was when we pretended to be the reds of Manchester United against the blues of Chelsea. The only part of the day I did not like, was when we had Mr. O’Neill.

I recall one day (especially) in the Winter of 1930 we were learning about The Easter Rising in class, and how our nation came to be the Ireland we acknowledge it to be today. Mr O’Neill told us about the great heroes that died in Ireland. He spoke of Joseph Plunkett, Patrick Pearse and most notably James Connolly.  He told us that he has also looked up to these very people, and expressed his purified envy of not doing what they had done during the Dublin Rebellion. Everyone in the class started questioning what it was they had done?... Michael turned around and said to me, “what do you think Malachy?”

I just looked at him and said, “that I don’t what to think Michael.” I remember class finishing, myself and Michael wondered back through the empty roads and windy fields. I walked through my gate and inside my house where my parents were sitting there with the fire on. The entire room was full of smoke; I could barely see two yards ahead of me.  My mother smiled at me and asked, “how my day was at school?” I just sat there and said, that it was good. I vividly recall my dad sitting there with his pipe, and his face full of smoke... he was exhaled quickly and pounded every last bit of smoke through his nose on to me, where it cuddled my body and gently whispered away to the rolling fields behind us.

His face was potent and gazed. He began to whisper ‘Ireland’s Call’ for no apparent reason. It was then (amongst the lyrics) he began to say, ‘I know what it was Mr. O’Neill was talking to you about today Malachy.” “I said he wasn’t talking of anything Da!’ “Ballshit...” he began to raise his voice, he spat out his pipe and backhanded me telling me, “DON’T YOU THINK THIS COUNTRY HAS SUFFERED ENOUGH WITHOUT THE BRITS!?”  blood came pouring out like the infamous Niagra Falls. I was screaming in pain, my mother tried holding back me dad, but he wouldn’t stop, he kept repeating himself until I could no longer take anymore.

I woke up the next day black and blue, I felt like a hot rod had been planted on my face. I felt like a brick wall being knocked down by a pickaxe. I walked downstairs, where my mother sat there crying, there was no breakfast on the table, neither no fire lit, the house was empty feeling like endless tunnel weeds gently blowing themselves across the floor. It was at the point I began to think of what Mr O’Neill had told me back in class. I thought that if Paul Connolly had failed being hung in Kilmainham Goal why can’t I succeed him, and unify Ireland once again, and drive the Brits along with the Protestants out.  

I packed a brief bag, full of some clothes, some bread and apples. I stepped into the living room, I swiftly held my hand on my mother’s shoulder, telling her that all “would be okay, and there was nothing to worry about.” I walked outside from the barn, stepping towards my dad- I passed him and he just looked ahead into the abyss. I ignored the ever-present present look of rage and disgust upon his face and knocked on the door of Michael O’Leary. I shouted “Michael, Michael” he opened the door, and asked, “why it was I had a bag?” “I confidently told him that I was going to Belfast...” It was at that point, his parents came to the door and took Michael away.

I slowly walked down the road, whilst looking at Michael’s house, Michael’s face appeared at the window, we starred for a brief moment until the curtains were swiftly shut out of sight and mind to my acknowledgement. I came to a crossroad- once had to bus stop that was going to Belfast, and the other that was going to Galway. I jumped straight onto the bus heading to Belfast. I remember the journey there being at least 4 hours and 30 minutes, it was moronic... so I began to sing Ireland’s call to myself:-(”Come the day and come the hour, Come to the power and the glory! We have come to answer our country's call, From the four proud provinces of Ireland Ireland, Ireland, Together standing tall! Shoulder to shoulder, We'll answer Ireland's call!”) Everyone inside the bus, start to turn there heads with annoyance, only to make me laugh for some time. I fell asleep until we arrived in a darkened Belfast that seemed plagued with strong socialist and nationalistic views of the country. I got off the bus, and all I could hear was endless echoes and voices screaming ‘BRING THE BRITS BACK’ & UNIFY THE IRELAND JAMES CONNOLLY ONCE SAW.’

I stood amazed by this show of patriotism and felt I would like some of that. It was at that point I found myself walking down Crumlin Road, where I passed the famous Crumlin Road Jail. It was then, I bumped into two men in wearing army uniforms and balaclavas. They stormed past me, one of them barged he’s shoulder next to mine. He turned around, and pointed his gun at me, shouting “DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM LADDY!?” The man next to him put his arm on the gun, telling him “John don’t do it!’ He pulled his gun away, and they both wondered off.

It was then I realised that those two men were the sort of people that Mr O’Neill uses to talk about the in English. So I ran up to them, and told them that I was “looking to be a part in the IRA!” They turned around and began to laugh at me! ...”Haha you want to be in the IRA boyo?...have you seen the size of yourself? It looks like you can barely lift ‘two-needles-from-a-haystack’ I smirked at them both and punched one of them in the face. He fell to the floor, ripping a hole on the back of his trousers. The man next to him, began to laugh! He put his arm around me and said, “now I can see why you  to be a member of the IRA... you whispered within my ear, you realise what it is we do right?”

I slowly nodded my head and began my mind took me to a fantasised Ireland where there was no border, neither Protestants and only Catholics were apparent as the days of the 16th Century before we were annexed via King Henry VIII. We wondered to an alleyway on the Crumlin, John pulled my collar and shoved into a car...’I asked where it was we were going?’ Nobody said a thing, until the driver said, “Bóthar na bhFál we’re going to see a very special man” we passed through the city centre, where all I can were endless riots and people throwing petrol bombs and tear gas at each other. The atmosphere felt intense, I wanted to run away until I reminded myself of what it was I was here.

We arrived at a desolated garage in West Belfast, John threw me out the car and on to the ground. He told me to ‘move’ whilst pointing an AK-47 to my back. I remember entering the garage; it was pitch black until I saw a glimmer of light, and a chair in the middle of the room. The garage itself was freezing cold, with puddles everywhere (to the naked eye). John pushed me on the chair and started to interrogate me. He started to punch me in the face telling me, ‘how do you like it now kiddo... huh?...huh?...huh?’ My face felt swollen I could hardly speak nor see anything two yards ahead of me.  

The other man (I never knew his name) who was in the corner of the room, lit up a cigarette  and asked me ‘so why is it you want to be in The IRA boyo?’ I just said to them that, ‘to get the Brits out’ they started laughing again. ‘Do you not think there’s a bigger picture than just to ‘get-the-Brits-out?’ I responded with nothing, and just sat there shrugging my shoulders.’ A voice appeared out of nowhere saying, ‘they will never learning’ it came closer and closer until I could see someone descend from the darkened confinements. He was dressed in a three-piece suit, he looked rather a mot (good) I must of said at the time. He told the two men to let me go. The cut the rope around my hands, and they throw me into the puddle, where I started to puke from the horrible stench that surrounded this derelict place.

‘I heard you want to be in The I.R.A’ he said to me. I just nodded and said ‘yes’ to him. Let’s for a little ride. We got back into the car, and we drove to the docks, in the North of the city. We got the car, but everyone started loading there guns for some reason, I just couldn’t tell why at the moment... until they opened the boot, and inside were two brothers that were blindfolded and duck tapped screaming their hardest. They had them on their knees, John swiftly passed me reloading the gun and then threw to me. Telling me to prove myself. The I.R.A commander (man in the suit) started to read out the crimes that they had committed against The I.R.A:

-”You are stood with us today, as you have both committed crimes against the Irish.Provisional Army, you have willingly provided information to U.N. (British Army) which in consequence you have not solemnly swear, to the best of you’re abilities, I will support and defend The Government of the Irish Republic, which is to all Erne and all enemies foreign and domestic, and will bear true faith to the allegiance, and I take this obligation freely without any mental reservation or purpose of invasion so help me god.”

The two brothers started crying and dribbling on the floor. Asking them to beg for mercy. The commander told them to shut up, you Victorian-ass-lickers! They took their blindfolds off, and John told me to shoot them both in the head. So I walked behind them both and was caught in a brief moment of solitude. It was at that point my mind started talking to me: ‘DO YOU THINK THIS COUNTRY HASN’T ALREADY SUFFERED ENOUGH?’ & John shouting to me ‘DO IT, DO IT , DO IT, IT’S AN ORDER!’ I breathed in for a few seconds, and shot the first brother in the back of the head, where his head exploded on the dampened floor, I then shot the second brother in the same place, where blood just came pouring out of his head and into the River Lagan, where it started to change to the colour red. 

The commander and volunteers started laughing, ‘I couldn’t plan that better if I did that myself.’ I turned my head away from them and became in a state of shock for some time of what I had just done. It was at the moment, my life started to flash before my very eyes... it was all just too much for to bare, so I remember passing out on the floor; waking up in the commander's house. I gently opened my eyes to quietness, where he stood there asking if I was okay?’ I slowly brought myself up to sitting level, and told him that, ‘I cannot remember, what happened?’ The commander sighed for a few moments and then started opening up about his past. He said that ‘I was like you once you know boy, I had a dream to reunite Ireland without borders or trespassers, I remember getting kicked out of my own home for expressing unorthodox views about the state, I remember losing everything that loved and cared for me back then.

But I learned not to miss those who loved me once because I always knew Ireland would love to be back the same as I do it. He became frustrated and started to question whether all this fighting was worth something. I sat there and told of that of course it was, you just cannot see it beneath all the sectarianism going in within the country. He started to put his head in his hands, and just repeatedly shook his head... telling me, ‘do you know how long I have been fighting for this bittersweet freedom kid?’ ‘No’ I said. ...30 years, 30 years I have fought for this country to be together once again.’ I sat there with endless surprise, so I put my arm around him, and told him ‘it will not be too long now.’

He pushed me away, telling me that, ‘you are not from my generation- so you would not understand.’ I shrugged off what he had told me, and got him a glass of water, and then left out of the front door. I wandered down the road out of Bull Road, and further up The Falls Road, and back into the city... where during which, I saw many children throwing endless petrol bombs, and nappies that were full-of-shit at the British Soldiers that plotted throughout the entirety of the city. That was seemingly becoming increasingly distant like watching the Nubian Pyramids sinking in the Sudanese sands of The Sahara Desert.

It became heartbreakingly bewildering of what it was we were fighting for?... Was it for the very unification of Ireland, or was it to become more loyal to British rule? It perplexed me into a profound impressionistic state of mind, where I found myself drowning within my mindful currents- where the highest point was the underlying confinement of a mirage that mirrored the lightful reflection from the moon, and on to the ocean. It looked white but became progressively depressive after acknowledging where in the world it was. It was like it did not want to be here, and neither did anyone else stubbornly. 

I became isolatedly introverted and unresponsive to the reality that was surrounding my very presence. I tried hard not to be accompanied by these personalistic fractions but stood unapprehensively fearful to the notion of socialistic pressures... that swarmed at me like a pack of unremorseful starving sharks hunting for food, like their life's had already dependent on it. It scared me for some time, I began to rain so I carried on home (later turned into running). I woke up the next day, with a pounding headache that felt like a ‘bull in a China shop’ without reason nor niceness or just came into my mindful existence. 

I made myself some porridge, and head back over to my commander's house. I go to his door, and it was already open; so I just pushed it more-so. Inside the house where a group of Provisionals dressed in full uniform, they all looked at me, until one of the walked towards me asking where my “uniform was?” “I said that I had not ne got it.” The soldier raised his voice and began to call me disloyal to our beloved Ireland. I was about to storm out the door until my commander came walking down the stairs telling me to get dressed- whilst he threw a uniform at me. The other soldiers gasped and started to question the policy that stood so richly within the I.R.A’s veins. I got suited and booted and wondered out the front door to wait for the others. During that time I heard whispering coming from the kitchen: “No what I want you to do Breanden is to go around the back of the house, firing shots at the window, causing a distraction for the mother and kids- whilst we go upstairs looking for that bastard Roy O'Connell and show him what it’s truly like to be Irish!!!”

The came rushingly out of the kitchen, where I pushed myself back out of the letterbox and back on looking at the ground. They pulled me telling me to get into the car. They loaded the boot, with AK-47′s, Rocket Launchers and a heavy amount of grenades. I turned away in despair, wondering what was about to happen...I plucked the courage to take another look and saw all of the soldiers (including the commander) put a Desert Eagle down each of they’re trousers whilst smiling on towards the horizon. They got the car, and one of the soldiers slapped around the side of the head. I grunted at him and looked out of the window. The commander and soldiers began laughing and joking about how stupid they the British were being Ireland until the commander saw me looking at him in the mirror... he paused for a brief moment, whilst I stared at him (worryingly) until he heard a nearby lorry horned at him!

We arrived outside a working-class house in the South of Belfast, it was early, it was at least 06:30 am in the morning I was barely awake. Everyone quickly got out of the car and loaded themselves with the guns that they had brought with them. The commander opened the door and pulled me out, giving me an AK-47 telling me to “shoot when told to.” I anxiously nodded at him. John rushed around the back, and over the fence where he began firing shots at the window... during I started to hear endless screams from the house. The screams were of the terrified women and three children that were there trying effortlessly to hide away from the accolade they found themselves deep within. 

I heard a shouting voice from the distance, it was Roy trying to jump from the window. The commander told him that he was at the window top, so he booted the back door open and ran upstairs where he narrowly got hold of Roy and pulled him back to the bedroom that was covered with an ocean of glass and a darkened (coal-like) carpet and sheets. John pulled Roy by the hair downstairs and onto the street, he tried crawling away, until the commander said, ‘I wouldn’t do that if I was you.’ Roy spat blood back into the commanders face, and told him to get of his face ‘you Fenlan cunt!’

He fired two shots, one in his left and the other in his right leg. Whilst the other put duck tape around his mouth and a black sack around his face, whilst tieing him up shoving him in the boot. We sped away, whilst his wife and children came hurriedly (out) tripping on to the pavement crying into the distance asking for justice, whilst I could only look back in sympathetic despair. 

We arrived in a place called Armagh, where there was a waterfront that flowed through the town, we pushed Roy out the boot and onto the beaten ground. Where the commander told me to shoot him, and if I didn’t that I would get shoot. So I quickly breathed in, and shoot him without thought. Blood splattered everywhere and into the river, it trickled never to see it again. I threw the gun in the water, in utter disbelief of frustration and anger back into the backseat I put myself back within.

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Cool, starting out with Lillian.  Sweet.

U-S-A!!!  U-S-A!!!! U-S-A!!!!!!!!!!

God, I miss San Diego.  Look at that Sky.  I bet it’s a perfect 75 degrees out.  I miss the shit outta that.

Lookit all them squidly’s cheering for the Shield.  Love it.  Gonna be a great match. Oh, oh, JBL’s there.  Makes sense.  This is kind of his baby.  S’cool.   Ehehe, Squids love Joe too.  Noice.

Man, I hope that Sheamus got all sunscreened up.

AHHHHHH!!!!  See!  Great Minds think alike!!!!!  That’s so fucking cute, I love it!

Man, I love Tribute to the Troops.  They’re always such a great crowd.

Noooooo!  Sheamus what are you doing???  The folks just want to make sure you stay healthy!!!  What a heel!  What an uncaring for his own skin heel! (I love Sheamus, what a goof)

Good job, boyos.  Wonder what Dean was climbing the ropes for at the end, tho.  Was he gonna jump onto Joe on the outside of the ring?  Probably.  What a loon.

Seth’s so fucking modest.  Tell us how you really feel, kiddo.  Ehehe

Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaark Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamil!  But when can we have Mark Hamil come on to be a guest commentator?  That’s the real question.  Could you imagine?  I can.  I can very vividly imagine.

Who is not surprised that San Diego loves Charlotte?  Not me.  Is that... is that dazzled up camo?  No.  No, surely not.  I’m just going to say no, it’ll make me feel better.

Natty, Natty, what are you doing?  You know you’re not actually going to be able to make friends with all of the lumberjills.  And Charlotte is actually pretty difficult to play mindgames with.

Yeah, I love watching Charlotte go.  I’d really enjoy watching her and Ruby go actually one on one.- Oh, hey, look, it’s Lil Natch for the ref.  Come on guys, we know who’s going to win.  I mean, we know anyway, because like, Faces always win on TttT, but like, when the ref had a storyline once of being your Daddy’s biggest fan, you can hazard a guess he’ll be a mite biased.  Or, would be, if we still had Refs be involved with Storylines.

Vince, please let us bring back heel and face refs.  I know you want your wrestling to look more “legitimate”, but come on, you tell stories, and letting refs be involved again just gives you more tools with which to storytell with.

!!!Sargent Slaughter’s there?  Are we gonna see him tonight?  Please????  I love him.

Looking forward to Bright.  Love urban fantasies, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen one where all the magical and fantastical beings seem to be out in the open instead of a only barely kept secret.  Plus like, Will Smith, you know?

Will Paige wear a shirt?  I hope so, she’s so pal- OH! Gable and Benjamin are on the Heel side of the match!  Getting closer to my hope that they become just straight up heels!  Maybe Jordan can join back up with them when he makes his full turn.  Kurt having to deal with three bad boys that all took serious inspiration from him- his former protege, his son, and the guy that we all thought would be his son.  It could work.  It’d be ridiculous, but shit, this is wrestling.  Why not?

MotherFUCKING YESSSSS!!!!!  THAT’S MY SARGENT!!!!  Oh, oh, Miz????  Oh god, oh my god,   “You’re not really a marine, you just play one in movies,” And Mark Henry!  I love it, that’s great, I’m so happy~~~~

Awww, oh my god, can we all do the USA chant to the New Day Rocks chant from now on?  Because that’s fucking aweseome.  I love it.  We probably won’t, but I really fucking wish it’ll become a thing.

Do my eyes deceive me?  Does Aiden have a bit of a tan???  HIS GOOSE!  AIDEN NO!!  GOOSE DIED,  AND IT’S AN INSULT TO RUSEV TO COMPARE HIM TO TOM CRUISE!!!!

Fucking Rusev, how dare you be so cute, you need to stop it.  Stahp.  Pls.  Let me have some peace you big brute.

Seriously though, I really dig Benjamin and Gable.  I’m looking forward to see where they go.  They’ve got serious potential, and some good chemistry from what I’ve see so far.

Ah, omg, Chad looked so confused, why are they chanting U...S-A against him, he went to the Olympics for America, he’s an all American hero.

..619...  When is Rey coming back?  I miss Rey Mysterio.  I miss him so much.  I remember hearing rumors, and they did that piece on him on the Network, so surely?  Please?  I miss him so much.

Oh no!  What happened to Fluffy’s doggo?  I hope it’s okay!  The Cone of Shame suuuuuuuucks.

l really wanna see Sonya go up against someone like Nia, who has an obvious power advantage over her.  See her try and overcome with her submissions, and see what she comes up with when the other woman can, at least at first, just power their way out of them.  Would she give up early on and resort to cheating?  Or would she just keep beating away until she tires the other woman out?  I can see her being the second type.  One of those heels that has their own Code they stick to, you know?  Lines they won’t cross.  She might gang up on you, but she won’t smack you in the back with a chair.  That’d actually be cool, if she was the first one to back out of Absolution, because Paige and Mandy were willing to stoop to levels that Sonya just refuses to.  Probably overthinking things tho.

Oh, a heel win.  Rare.  Was Paige singing with her theme for a second there?  Cute.

ATAT Ahahaha!  Love those!  Aaaaand I’m gonna cry every time I see Princess Leia.  Great.  Fantastic.  That’s cool.

Hey look, the first real boos of the evening, and they’re directed at Jinder and KO and Sami- well some boos for Kevin and Sami.  Seeing a couple cheering for them.

Yeah, dude, I understand, Randy does have a great theme.  God, he looks so bored, tho.  Somebody let him go heel already.  He’s so weird as a face.

Oh my god, look how happy those boys were to get to hold Shinsuke, they’re so pumped, ehehee.

And here come m’boy.  Love seeing him tag with Nakamura, but you know what I’d like to see even moooooooore....?  Him fighting Nakamura.  Give me that Feud.  Give it to me nooooow.

Guys you can’t chant for an RKO, it has to come outta nowhere.

Another singles match I’d love to see?  Sami and Shinsuke.  I mean, I know I’ve seen it already, but I would be more than happy to see it again on like, a bi-monthly basis.

My poor Singh bros.

Yaaaas, Zayn Nakamura~

 Sami is such a beautiful seller.  It’s honestly a gift.  An underappreciated art.  Whatta man.

Shinsuke dancing to AJ’s theme.  That, too, is a gift.

Good show! Good crowd.  Good shit, man, good shit.