#hm renee

[durotoswrites]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons Series (Video Games), Harvest Moon: Animal Parade Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kevin the Farmer & Renee (Harvest Moon) Characters: Kevin the Farmer (Harvest Moon), Renee (Harvest Moon) Additional Tags: Seasons changing, Light Romance, New Beginnings Summary:

It's been a long winter, and Kevin is eager to see that it's finally the day to release the livestock back into the pasture! Not without a special friend to join him, of course. Written for the Parade of Seasons zine - a free digital zine featuring Animal Parade. You can find the whole free PDF Zine here.  It’s chock full of great art, writings, and digital merch!

I meant to post this months ago, but life’s been a little crazy and hectic.  Stay safe and healthy, everyone <3

[pansy-picnics]

tbh i just realized i never posted this….still mad that i lost my old animal parade save data but drawing renee with a duck and baby goat sure does help ease the pain a little bit

[luvbug724]

obsessed w jeanee Actually. she drove hours in the middle of the night for him. she organised a heist for him. she blackmails a university for him. she was willing to break into the nest w brute force for him. she was willing to rob a hardware store to do it. she seriously contemplates climbing over barbed wire fences to get to him. she handles diversions and distractions with grace for him. she has the invasive curiosity to want to know all abt his little knick knacks. she resorts to violence when someone tries to stop her from getting to him. she prays for him. she talks to him softly when the only feeling in the room is rage. she pushes his hair out of his face. she checks his pulse obsessively. YEAH………… are we all seeing this rn

its so wonderful to me too because like this is RENEE. renee, who is a bad person trying very hard to be good. there was a post going around maybe a month ago how empathy for everyone circles back around into empathy for no one i can't remember any of the specifics but it rlly did something for how i see renee because shes a protector. its defensive. its safe. she knows the limits, she knows the point of no return because shes been to rock bottom and clawed her way up but she's willing to do whatever she needs to to get jean out of the nest.

there is a big difference between cradling allison when andrew hurts her vs actively threatening eau, going on the offense to make sure jean leaves safe with her. there's something insane to me abt how a few months of texting and calling jean could push her to that point, the point where she needed to be talked down off the ledge before the plan was more natalie than renee because this was something she absolutely could not fuck up. she knew that her efforts would be worthless if she didn't create a plan that couldn't backfire, because the punishment for jean trying to leave and failing (and i'm sure that message to renee would be used against him) or leaving and coming back would be 1000x worse than whatever they could do to him from a distance.

and then when she has him in his arms and she knows he's going to be safe, he'll be okay as long as she can get him to abby, she can let herself be kind again.

[stupid-cocoa]

[snowangeldotmp3]

dash is asleep…anyways cady and regina toxic yuri. thank yew. goodnight.

[fantasy-harvest-rune]

Toby and Renee’s wedding - part 1

[knife-em0ji]

When The Moon Hatched is an insane book. It is a fae romantasy but this author went whole hog into building a world that works completely unlike our own, and I can tell she is determined to make it consistent and make sense within her own internal set of rules. I really respect her for trying to do something new, even if the prose is the brightest shade of eggplant I've come across in a while. It's not Good -- the weakness of the prose, especially when she tries a "High Fantasy" tone, holy shit, and the stodgy romantasy beats [even with the twist you can see from a mile away] make this a squarely mediocre read -- but she was definitely ambitious and trying something that puts her work apart from the gazillion other fae romances (there's like, no humans at all in this book, which I respect a lot). She definitely has a Vision, and there's nothing I love more than works produced by self made arteurs with only middling technical skill that are obviously passion projects. Yeah, the story itself is mid and the characters pretty stock when you get down to it, but the world is genuinely interesting and probably the least derivative I've read in any contemporary romantasy. You can tell that she probably read things like Discworld and was like, "I want to do this too! I want to create my own unique planet and then set a sexy faerie romance on it and it'll be my magnum opus."

And you know what??? Good for her. I love that. Friggin large popcorn dammit because reading this feels exactly like watching one of those one-off mid-budget fantasy/sci fi movies from the mid 00s - mid 10s that are firmly mediocre, but still live in your psyche forever. This is truly the Mortal Engines or Chronicles of Riddick -- or, actually JUPITER ASCENDING!!!! -- of the faerie romance genre. I'm only about halfway through, but I'm pretty sure at the rate this is going my opinion isnt going to change much.

Also. People complain that there's tons of made up jargon and they need to consistently refer to the glossary, which I personally don't see because to me it's really quite easy to infer what things mean based on context clues ??????? Like the book never goes out of its way to overly explain what anything is since the POV character has lived in this world for her entire life, so it's all just normal to her, and I very much respect that choice not to exposit more than absolutely necessary. Like idk those 70s pulp sci fi books must have really done a number on my pattern recognition and contextual reading skills, because I'm not having any difficulty at all following and inferring the meanings of the jargon. Like. I really need some of these people who complain about fantasy slang and jargon to try picking up A Clockwork Orange one day. That book is nigh impenetrable with made up slang LOL.

[imninahchan]

Nina, estou obcecada na Renée Rapp e na música not my fault. Pode fazer um hc inspirado na música? esse trecho é tudo: Kiss a blonde; Kiss a friend; Can a gay girl get an amen?

(literalmente a loira de sua escolha embora pareça meio óbvio a regina george perfeita)

───── 𓏲╰ ᰔᩚ ·# [🍥] : RENEÉ RAPP + ( ? )

você não sabe exatamente como esse assunto começou, mas todo mundo na mesa já está há uns dez minutos falando sobre a complexidade das loiras e coisas parecidas;

escuta cada obscuridade, porém a loira ao seu lado é capaz de, sozinha, chamar mais a sua atenção. Gosta do sorriso largo, todos os dentinhos se destacando. Sem falar, claro, do senso de humor com piadinhas que fazem qualquer um dos caras babacas nessa mesa se revirarem sobre a cadeira;

eu gosto de loiras, você diz, quase num sussurro, mas ainda atrai os olhares. RENEÉ te olha, com aquele sorrisinho, é mesmo?

você faz que sim, dando de ombros, o que eu posso dizer, gentlemen prefer blondes...

ah, então você é um gentlemen?

você ajeita a manga da blusa nos pulsos, como se ajustasse um terno, nenhuma das minhas garotas reclamou...

muitas loiras?

no timing perfeito, você sorri, de canto. Não. Quer ser a primeira?

e aí todo mundo está brincando, zoando com vocês, com o flerte ousado. Muito barulho e risos pra cá e pra lá. Meu deus, as gays não podem mais se divertir, é?

[hearts401]

ehhhm question time /nf

for the "ppl trapped in a train that never stops" thing where were they supposed to be going? Do you know how many people or main characters you want there specifically? if so what are they like/do they have backstories? how are uehhm .what do they do abour it

OH IM SO GLAD U ASKED ABT THAT ONE SPECIFICALLY

im thinking each of them were going somewhere different. but the one thing that connects them all is strong emotions of some sort. specifically like passion. someone who just got a bad call and is now super angry, someone whos sad, someone whos happy, someone whos scared, ect. and at some point they find the other people in their train are gone, and theyre in a new, much older looking train iwth different ppl.

i havent worked out each individual character but we do have hte conductor, who appears to be the youngest character there. she looks about 14 or so, and greets everyone casually. shes a strange little thing, and the only consistency is that shes brutally honest about the train. about herself? not so much. they dont even know her name. so they call her Conductor.

the main characters i have for now are all unnamed, so im giving htem temporary names. but theres a few college students, a girl (Jessie) who lost someone close to her and was ont he train to go to a funeral, and a boy (Rene) whos twin brother went missing a while back and was never found, hed been on a train back home for his college vacation. and then theres a girl (Rhea) and her guy friend, (Ivan) both of which had an argument on the train. theyre the only pair who know each other. therye also not. doing that great LMAO

i was thinking of having a doctor (Abel) as well, whod gotten on a train home after losing a patient, a mother (Mia) whod just divorced her husband, ect. nothings set in stone tho.

there are other ppl on the train too, not all of them innocent, and not all of them good people. but each of them want to escape the train. and the best way to do that is to get to the conductor's car and stop it themselves but thats easier said than done. the conductors not jsut gonna let them leave, yknow?

and ofc strangers dont always get along very well, especially when they were already riled up abt smth before getting there

[moonlight-moondrops]

Date with Renee and her love letter! She's adorable :3

[s41g3]

harvest moon, renee and toby's 4 heart event did you know toby's eyes are green?

[beveragelover]

the dumb thing about getting older is that i still automatically assume everyone is older than me bc i am 12 basically and that assumption is becoming less and less true

[clay-cuttlefish]

Into Infinite Frontier. It's bad in here.

The Next Batman: Second Son

I really don't like the direction this takes Renee, it's a nasty piece of character regression, but I like Jace and the Fox family drama enough that it's not too bad of a time.

Jace gets deadnamed constantly. He's not trans, but he's repeatedly referred to by his birth name in order to upset him and because his family won't make an effort/think he's making a big deal out of nothing, so...

It starts almost promising, like Renee's seriously considering if she's willing to put herself back into policing to prevent whoever else might become the Commissioner from doing something worse, but nope. She's just On Board With Cop Shit again.

Sure, she's ~conflicted~ about being the Commissioner, but it always feels like either a worse version of how she developed in Gotham Central or like a completely different character wearing her face.

Hadiyah my friend Hadiyah. She hasn't had much room to breathe, but I have a lot of thoughts about how she could develop, ideally once Renee gets her development back.

Batman #107-110

It's frustrating. This is meant to be a rough patch for her, Bruce tells her not to forget how to ask the right questions and she's obviously conflicted, but that never gets developed properly. She just gets More Cop about it.

It hasn't actually been that long, but two years where she's regularly showing up and it sucks feels a lot worse than two years mostly offscreen.

DC Pride 2021

I wish I lived in a world where this story had an impact on canon. A former defence attorney turned city councilwoman is exactly the kind of love interest who could anchor a longer Question story.

I Am Batman #0

Hi Hadiyah <333

Justice League #68-71

Genuinely what the hell is Vic's job in Checkmate, other than Oliver Queen nepo hire.

He talks but he's barely a character. Literally just hanging out.

I Am Batman #2

This is the moment where Renee goes from "a bad job at following up on her character development being restored" to a full on "she would not fucking say that".

Fear State

God it's just so frustrating. I don't know what else to say. It's frustrating and miserable.

"You don't know how to turn the clock back, and you're too afraid to let it tick forward." Scarecrow means this as a criticism of Renee the person, but I think it's a better criticism of the writers. She had a way forward, she had connections and places to go, but no.

I Am Batman #4-5

I Am Batman is at its best when it's doing soap opera drama. The cop shit sucks, the action scenes are solid but not super notable, I am here for the Fox family imploding while Jace rams headfirst into danger.

This is an unhinged sentence but I wish Lucius had spent more time conflicted about saving his kid? He's a massive hypocrite when it comes to Jace, so I buy that he'd be quick to pivot from going along with murder to backing Jace's efforts, but it's so quick.

I Am Batman #6-10

I like the angle that Jace is a city employee a lot. He lives in a world where Gotham nearly implodes constantly, every spy agency in the world turned evil a couple years ago and it hasn't been fixed yet, and the multiverse is real and frequently in danger, so fuck it superheroics are legal.

Look, I get what they're going for with Strike Force Bat, but the ragtag group of unpopular cops worked for Gotham Central because they were all decent people (by cop show standards).

Hadiyah's been doing the thing where she drops the word Question into every appearance so far, but it's particularly obvious here.

Honestly the thing that keeps me from being completely sold on Hadiyah (aside from how bad the handoff is) is that she's already good at Question things. She's reflective, good at investigation, aware of her relationships and how they affect her, etc, which means there's less room for her to grow and find meaning. I think there are a lot of good angles for how wearing the mask will change her, but I'm not sure the story has one yet.

[a-pute11as]

proud

word count - 1.7k | summary - injured r watching lia play

MDNI 18+ - not smut but suggestive comment

“ouch fuck fuck that hurts” you went down clutching your ankle. the whistle immediately stopped play as an opposition player held her hands up as if her collision didn’t automatically send you to the floor when the ball was nowhere near to you.

lia’s head turned as she watched you go down in pain, her feet immediately picking up as she rushed over to you. “are you okay?” she had crouched down by your side, her hand clutching onto you as you winced. 

“i don't know what i’ve done to it but it hurts” you cried out, you knew the pain wasn’t the worst you’d felt but the shock of the player taking you down so suddenly had made it feel worse.

“It’s okay baby, they’re on their way over now to help” she was doing her best to comfort you but you were struggling to push past the throbbing in your ankle.

the medical team had made their way over to you, agreeing to bring you off the pitch. whilst you refused to get on a stretcher, you agreed to your girlfriend helping you off the pitch before returning to the game.

you had sustained a small ankle injury, which was bound to keep you off the team sheet for at least 4 weeks. unfortunately one of those games being a champions league quarter-final. you hated injuries, your heart ached as you watched your team do everything you’d usually be involved in. even though you longed to be back on the pitch, the injury meant you felt a different kind of excitement leading up to games, being able to proudly watch your girlfriend on the pitch from the stands whilst wearing her jersey as if it was made for you and cheering her name alongside the crowd was a pretty good replacement. 

—

perching yourself on the bench in the changing room you let your crutches fall to the floor, allowing yourself to get comfortable. whilst you were wearing the usual travel kit, just like every other player who was currently injured, you had snuck one of lia’s jerseys underneath your hoodie. the changing room was slightly manic, it was a mid week game at the emirates that held a lot of importance to get us through to the semi-finals of the champions league. 

lia made her way over to you, having just finished warming up with the rest of the team, her smile allowed you to forget the jealousy of not playing, her hands cupped your cheeks as she pressed a kiss to your forehead. 

“how’s your ankle?” she asked, looking down towards your foot, a big chunky boot covering the swelling that made you wince everytime you walked without support.

“it’s okay, how are you feeling about the game?” you asked, as she moved to sit next to you. 

“I'm always a little bit nervous, but i know you’ll be watching from the stands so that makes it better” she smiled, playfully nudging into your shoulder lightly.

“i do have a pretty good view of you from behind when you’re on the pitch” you smirked, raising your eyebrows.

lia was slightly taken back at the comment you made, but it didn't take long for her to come back with something just as cheeky “hm funny you say that because i had a pretty good view on top of you last night, sounded pretty good too” she retaliated, keeping her voice relatively quiet as she spoke. 

you were left slightly gobsmacked at lia’s comment, she had a tendency to be bold but would never dare to show that in public and certainly not in front of your teammates. your cheeks had flushed red as your mind was instantly reminded of the activities you engaged in last night.

lia’s hand made its way to your thigh, snapping you out of the gaze you were in, a cheesy smile on her face as if she made an innocent comment about puppies and rainbows rather than your late night fun.

soon enough renee was preparing everyone with a pregame speech, hyping up everyone in the room which was followed by a short team chant. as the players that were on the bench made their way out, lia stood in front of you with her hands extended to help pull you up. 

“wait i have to show you something” as you struggled to pull your hoodie up to show her your top underneath she looked at you with a puzzled face, “jesus fuck okay just look at the back of it before it falls down” you said, the back of your hoodie now up by your neck exposing your girlfriends name on your shirt. 

lia took a moment to look, her hand holding up your hoodie as a smile grew on her face, she cupped her hands on your cheeks before her lips met yours. “I love you so much” she smiled, peppering kisses around your face. 

“go smash it for me, wally” you smiled back, before lia helped you up, handing you your crutches to help stabilise you. 

you gave her one last kiss before wishing both her and your fellow teammates good luck as you started your hobble out to what you had dubbed the ‘sad players; section, aka you and anyone else who was currently injured complaining about not playing for 2 hours. sitting next to vic, you instantly wrapped yourself in a blanket that had been waiting for you. 

the game was intense, being 0-0 at half time was difficult. you sat in the changing room as katie and leah took turns setting out a plan for the next half of the game whilst trying to boost team morale. you gave lia another good luck kiss before heading back up to your dedicated area for the remainder of the match. 

at 70 minutes, you watched as your attack built up leading to a shot on target that just skimmed the bar, leading to a corner that you desperately needed. all you could hear was repeated chanting around you as each player made their way to their designated spot for the set piece.

it was like it happened in slow motion, katie swung the ball into the box, it was perfectly placed yet the opposition defended it sending back out slightly but it landed straight at the feet of lia who sent it back in allowing russo to slide it in through the mess of defenders. 

the crowd erupted as you flung yourself to your feet, ignoring the pulsing feeling that shot through your foot, you engulfed vic with a hug as your excitement practically poured out of you. proud tears forming in your eyes at the beautiful assist your girlfriend just played.

you watched as lia directed herself towards you, giving you the same cheesy smile she had shown you earlier. you blew her as a kiss in response as she made her way back to her position. 

the next 20 minutes were painful, shot after shot as the game stayed at 1-0 but every chance felt like it was getting closer. the seconds counted down to full time as you stood up in anticipation for the final whistle to be called. it felt like hours when it was only a matter of minutes.

the whistle was blown and the stadium broke out into cheers. completely forgetting your crutches you awkwardly hobbled down a few stairs to get you down to the pitch, luckily vic was right behind you with them to save you from making a fool out of yourself at a packed emirates. you slipped your arm into the crutches, making your way towards your smiling girlfriend who was shaking hands with the opposition. 

as soon as her eyes met yours, her direction completely changed, she picked up some speed causing you to drop your crutches as her arms wrapped around you, lifting you off the floor slightly. 

“you got such a good assist” you whispered into her, your head buried into her neck, “i’m so proud of you”.

“i knew i’d do well with you wearing my shirt” she whispered back. 

the two of you pulled away, allowing you to plant a small kiss on her cheek. the two of you stood smiling at each other for a moment, forgetting the crowd of people surrounding you until alessia came rushing over, wrapping her arms around lia as the two swayed side to side. 

“buzzing! absolutely buzzing!” she shouted before moving to give you a quick hug.

“you played incredibly less, that goal was beautiful!” you complimented, giving her shoulder a nudge. 

“i couldn’t have done it without wally, it was a beautiful assist” alessia said, directing her words towards lia before heading to the team huddle that was starting to form. 

lia reached down and picked up your crutches before the two of you started a slow walk towards the rest of your team, her arm wrapped around your shoulder. 

you spent the huddle watching the excitement on your teammates faces, and whilst you were excited too, the fact that you weren’t also in your kit pulled at your heart strings. the team made their way around the stadium, thanking the fans for their turnout, lia sticking close by your side as you walked around. 

once you finished your lap, you made your way back inside to the changing rooms. it was loud, music was blaring and half eaten pizza boxes were scattered around the room. considering the game finished quite late, it didn’t take long for people to start heading for the coach, meaning you could also take that as your signal to also leave.

you made your way to the coach, finding a seat relatively far back, luckily it didn’t take long for lia to get on the coach, immediately making her way to the empty seat next to you. 

her head was soon resting against your shoulder as the tiredness from a full 90 minutes on the pitch took over. “comfy?” you asked, smiling down at her relaxed state as her hand rested on your thigh.

the only response you got was a sleepy nod as your girlfriend floated off to sleep against you and all you could think of was how lucky you were to wear her shirt. 

any typos im sorry x

[incorrectbatfam]

Damian is the warmest person in the family. Can you give me a list of times where people used him as their personal heater? Or something like that lol

Steph: Dang it, the toaster's broken.

Damian: *doing his homework in the kitchen*

Steph: Hm...

Steph: *puts bread on Damian's head*

———————

Damian: Father said to stop smoking on patrol.

Jason: He's not the boss of me.

Jason: *plucks one of Damian's hairs*

Damian: Hey!

Jason: Relax, it's just one hair. You might wanna stand away 'cause of the smoke though.

Jason: *strikes the hair like a match and lights his cigarette*

———————

Damian: *sleeping*

Duke: *roasts marshmallows above him*

———————

Cass, laying on Damian: Mmm, heated pillow.

Damian:

Damian, on the phone: Jon, I'm going to have to take a raincheck.

———————

Bruce: Damian, can you clean the snow off the driveway?

Damian: Yes, Father.

Damian: *walks around until the snow melts*

———————

Dick: It's freezing out there. I can't feel my fingers.

Dick: *sees Damian*

Dick: *squishes Damian's face to thaw his hands*

Damian: Tt.

———————

Damian: *sticks his finger in Barbara's mug*

Barbara: Damian!

Damian: It was getting cold.

Barbara: Oh, thanks.

———————

Kate: And if Renee asks why you're coming to the drive-in theater with us?

Damian: Tell her the truth.

Kate: Which is?

Damian: Your car's heater malfunctioned.

———————

Alfred: Master Damian, I need to make a quick call. Can you make sure the water is ready for tea? m

Damian: Of course.

Damian: *holds the teapot*

*teapot starts boiling*

———————

Selina: Ooh, it seems like you're running a fever.

Damian: No, I am always like this. The doctor says it's the pent-up rage inside a pint-sized body.

———————

Tim: You're like a microwaved Hot Pocket—burning on the outside, ice cold on the inside.

Damian: Thank you for the compliment. I think you do a splendid job of having teeth.

[labradorite-skies]

This is one of my favorites I've written, so I'm just bringing it back around!

Junpei Yoshino - Water Fountain

Water Fountain ~ Alec Benjamin

✧･ﾟ: * Character/Pairing ~ Junpei Yoshino x gn!reader ~

✧･ﾟ: * Content ~ JJK Season 1 Spoilers (I guess? If you know Junpei you probably know what I’m talking about but just to be safe), childhood friends pining, bullying implication, character death ~

✧･ﾟ: * Type ~ Songfic, oneshot, angst ~

✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ I feel like Junpei has an Alec Benjamin vibe, so this ended up happening. I love him with my whole heart, and we were robbed. ~

He told me that he loved me by the water fountain

He told me that he loved me and he didn't love them

And that was really lovely 'cause it was innocent

But now he's got a cup with something else in it

“Hey, Yoshino!” Dark eyes looked up at you, the panic in them fading as Junpei recognized you. He nods in acknowledgement, before moving over and motioning at the empty space. Since you started at Satozakura, the two of you haven’t had very similar schedules, but each year you find a break where the two of you meet up near the fountain, and since this semester you have the same free period, you both hang out and work together there. The two of you have been close since middle school, but he’s gotten a lot quieter over the years.

No matter how he seems at school, when the two of you are together he lightens up so much, rambling about whatever horror franchise just came out, or laughing at your stupid jokes. It’s a lot quieter there than the other common areas, which makes it an ideal place for the introverted goth, and he can usually loosen up a lot more when the two of you stay there. But even as removed as you were from the rest of the students, his eyes keep flicking toward any movement or noise, almost as if he was ready to take off at any moment. After a stray cat running by nearly sent him into the fountain, you decide to bring it up “Rough day Jun? You seem pretty jumpy today…”

His hand rushes to adjust his bangs again, before sighing, “Nothing outside of the normal school crap. Nothing to worry about, really. Let’s just focus on the paper, okay?” He says the last part softly, almost to himself more than you. You smile softly and nod, letting a few minutes pass before saying “You know you can talk to me, right? If you ever need anything” A confused expression passes over his face, and he looks away, “I’ll keep that in mind.” You meant to keep the conversation going, you’re worried about him, but he seemed to put a stop to that there.

After working in silence, not unusual for the two of you, Junpei looks up at you, saying “You’re the only one here that I care about, Y/N, the rest of them are worthless.” His face flushes pink when he realizes what he said, but your heart flutters when he does, almost so much you miss the darker tone to the rest of his sentence. You blurt out the first “I really care about you Junpei…” and hearing it come out of your own mouth just makes you blush more, as well as his pink turn cherry red, and so you hurriedly try to cover with a “of course I do, we’ve been friends for so long of course I would. Care about you I mean. It’s only natural after so long, right?” He starts to slide his stuff back into his bag, “Yeah, right. We… should probably start getting to class, so, I’ll see you later.” You put your things away, and start walking across campus, mind racing with the near confession that you just admitted to your best friend.

It's getting kind of blurry at a quarter-past-ten

And he was in a hurry to be touching her skin

He's feeling kind of dirty when he's dancing with him

Forgetting what he told me by the water fountain

-Hey, I heard about the murder, weren’t you going to that showing? Are you okay?-

-Yes, I’m fine Y/N, it was pretty gruesome, but those assholes deserved it anyway.-

-What do you mean?-

-Nothing, sorry that’s probably too much, respect for the dead and all.-

You get to the fountain first today, which isn’t surprising considering the last few days he’s been showing up late, if at all. About halfway through the reading the two of you were going to do together, you feel a tap on your shoulder and look up to see Junpei staring back at you. “Hey, there’s the legendary Junpei Yoshino, it’s been so long, glad you could grace me with your presence” a dramatic bow where you’re seated, before moving your bags to clear a space for him.

He chuckles a little at your teasing “I know I know, it’s been a crazy couple of days.”

“Yeah, you’re sure that you’re okay? I know the stuff you’re into, but seeing…something like that could really mess with anyone’s head.” A slight smile spreads across his face, before he sets out his own copy, flipping to the section you’re reading “Nah, I’m really doing okay, I even met someone who can help me deal with it all.” This takes you back a little, Junpei doesn’t reach out for help often, but if he’s getting help with all he’s been through you’re more than happy for him.

The two of you spend the rest of the session joking about the awful text you’re supposed to be analyzing, before heading back to your classes. He doesn’t show up at the fountain for a few days after that, and from there he starts missing school altogether.

And he knows that she shouldn't listen

And that he should be with me by the water fountain

-Hey, Junpei! I know you’ve been busy lately, but can we meet at the fountain today? I gotta talk to you about something.-

-Sure, I’ll be there-

True to his word, you see Junpei at the fountain during the free period, but he’s not in his school uniform, meaning he skipped again. You’re not surprised at this point, he’s missed more days than he’s attended in the last two weeks, but what does worry you is the bags under his eyes. They’re even more pronounced than they usually are, and he seems quiet, but in a different way, “You doing okay? You seem off, and you keep skipping school,”

He cuts you off, “Yes, I’m fine. Just really busy lately. But what did you need to talk about?” He’s more on edge than you thought from texting him. “Just wanted to tell you that the school trip is coming up next week, but since you’ve missed so many days I don’t think you’ll be able to go.” “I couldn’t make it anyway. Why?” you sigh softly “Yeah, I, figured, just wanted to say that I’m going. I’ve always wanted to see the area, so,” His eyebrows furrow as he looks you over, before quickly scanning the school grounds, “So you’ll be gone? How long will you be?” “Two weeks.” “Fine. That’s all you wanted right? Let me know that you’re leaving?”

No, it wasn’t all you wanted, you wanted to catch up, you wanted to check on him, you wanted to tell him- no, you’re not going there now. “Yeah. That’s it” For as abrupt as he shut you down, you could see his eyes starting to water, so you gently pull him in for a hug “I really won’t be long Jun, and I can text you the whole time, yeah?” He stays quiet for a minute, until his breath steadies a bit, “Yeah, sorry, I just, miss getting to spend more time with you. When things were normal.” Your questions can wait, you don’t want to leave on a sour note, and if his erratic behavior continues, pushing for answers might not go well. “I do too Junpei, but once I get back we can get back to normal, okay?” You let go at this, and start to pack up, he nods and starts to walk off, as you suspected, away from the school, while you head to class.

He couldn't be at home in the night time because

It made him feel alone, but at that time he was too young

I was too young

I should've built a home with a fountain for us

The moment that he told me that he was in love too young

I was too young

You’re on the last few days of your trip, and while he seems to have been too busy to text for the most part, you two have been texting about your days. Well, most of it was just you talking about yours, he doesn’t tell you much of what he’s been doing, but that’s not uncommon anymore.

-I met someone new today. He’s really nice, funny too. He pantsed Sotomura when I was going to get in trouble for attendance, and we both ran.-

You chuckle at this, getting eyebrows from your roomates, before you reply:

-He sounds hilarious Jun, that’s awesome that you met someone though! I’ll have to meet him when I come back!-

He’s finally meeting more people, you guess being gone for two weeks can have that effect on someone. You’re happy for him, if not a little jealous, since Ms. Yoshino’s cooking is delicious and you haven’t been over to Junpei’s house in forever.

And if he ever goes back to the water fountain

The handle will be broken and the rust set in

But my hand, it will be open and I'll try to fix it

My heart, it will be open and I'll try to give it

Now I'm grabbing his hips, and pulling him in

Kissing her lips, and whispering in her ear

You walk up to the fountain, and Junpei is standing there waiting for you, he takes your hand as you sit, and you two talk about your trip, what he’s done while you were gone, cracking jokes, and listening to his laugh. But before you know it, his arm wraps around you, softly pulling you towards him, and you lean into it. Your lips brush his, they’re so soft, and his arms are so warm. You pull him into you, holding each other in a warm embrace as you softly kiss.

Suddenly he pulls back, and looks at you with a worried expression, “I’m sorry”, and your eyes flutter open.

You realize you aren’t back at school, you’re just in a hotel room, and you still haven’t seen Junpei in weeks. Your heart is racing as you push your face into the pillow, blushing deeply thinking about your dream. His lips, his touch, it almost felt real. This isn’t the first time you’ve dreamed about your best friend this way, and it’s not like that’s the only time you think about becoming more. You open your phone to check the time, 4:28am, and you see the stupid selfie you took, your silly face and his smile behind his hands. You put your phone down and sigh, you don’t know how much longer you can keep pining like this, “I’m going to tell him when I get back.”

And I know that it's only a wish

And that we're not standing by the water fountain

He couldn't be at home in the night time because

It made him feel alone but at that time he was too young

I was too young

-I’m sorry, but I have to do this-

-What for, Jun? You okay?-

-read-

-I’ll be home tomorrow, we can talk then, right?-

-delivered-

That message freaks you out, he’s been so on edge lately, so you try to call him. No response. You call again, leaving a quick message about how you’re getting worried, before trying to call his mom. Also no response. That’s when you call him again. As worried as you are, you can’t do much from here. If he’s not picking up, all you can do is wait until you get back to talk to him in person.

You get back into town on monday, so even though you know it’s not likely, you hope to see him back at school on tuesday. At least if he swings by the fountain to let you know he’s alright. But even as you first step in the door, something feels off. Ito even mumbles some sort of apology as you stop by Sotomura’s office to ask if Junpei has been to class. He hasn’t, and Sotomura gives some excuse of him having dropped out or something after some event. He doesn’t want to elaborate.

I should've built a home with a fountain for us

The moment that he told me that he was in love too young

-I just wanted to say that I love you, I have for a long time Junpei, and I really want to see you again.-

“No, I can’t say that. It’s too much pressure,” you think, trying to decide what to send to your childhood friend after that worrying message.

-I want to see you again, maybe we could go to coffee?-

Nah, that’s too casual, it’s been a month you can’t just, spring it on him like that.

-I hope you’re okay Junpei, I miss you. If you’re ever back around the school, we could meet by the fountain like we used to!-

That will work, you just have to send it. A deep breath before you hit the button, and you slip your phone back into your bag before going back to class.

-Message delivered-

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