#i was so sad about losing the future i thought i had with him cuz i just wanted it to be him lmao

[cerberin]

it was a year yesterday since he ended things & i finally feel so much better

[bookishdreamer28]

"Levi...LEVI!" you screamed as loud as you could. The rumbling had just ended. Eren was gone. When I saw Mikasa holding his head, I broke down in tears along with Armin. He was like my brother I never had. And I couldn't bear the thought of losing Levi too now.

"Lev- LEVI PLEASE ANSWER ME!" You yelled frantically, while looking around. The only sound, were the cries from the people who finally got the chance to hold their dear one in their arms again. And I needed this too.

When I finally caught a glimpse of the familiar raven hair, I started running. I saw him sitting there, looking lost. Sad. He wasn't really able to move. I could hear my name coming out from his lips. He was scraing for me too.

When he saw me, he made the move to get up but he couldn't. I reached his side and hugged him. Hugged him as tight as possible. He hugged me back, the same way. Fearing that we might disappear from each other's arms.

"Levi..." i whispered and felt tears running down my face. He grabbed the back of my neck and rested my head on the crook of his neck.

"Sshhh it's already darling. We're here together." He voice was shaking. He looked like he was going to cry so hard.

"I thought I lost you too. I was so scared when I didn't saw you anywhere." My hand went to his cheek and rubbed the skin there softly.

He wanted to say so much more but he felt like his throat was closing. But he didn't need to. I could see it in his eyes.

The words he wanted to say. Everything he had in his mind. He might never shown me with actions and words at thebeginning, what he truly felt. But I knew when I looked in his eyes. Cause his eyes were the mirror of his soul. And it was enough for me to know, what he truly felt.

Levi looked me in the eyes and smiled fondly.

"It's over." He said, as if trying to actually comprehend all this.

"And we're still here. Together. Like we promised all those times before." His hand played with my hair.

"Yeah. We're here now. We're ok." I whispered back, hugging his side.

"I don't know if you still want to stay with me though." I gave him a questioning look. He chuckled.

"Look at me. I don't know if I can offer you what you truly deserve. A life full of great and beautiful memories. I'm incapable of providing you what you need. And my heart breaks just at the thought of losing you, but if this is what it takes, so you can actually have a happy life then-" before he could finish, I pressed our lips together.

His arm circled my waist, pulling me closer.

Then I pulled away a little.

"What I need is you. I have always wanted you. Since the very beginning. I don't need luxury or big homes or anything fancy in order to be happy. Cause I'm happy with you. And that's more than enough I'm serious."

He was in a little shock and then he grabbed my hand and said "Then let's leave, my love. Together." He kissed my forehead. "Let's go stay in this dream house of yours you talked about nonstop." He teased me. I smiled remembering the days, where me and him laid on his bed, and I was talking about how I pictured our future, while the only thing he did was rolling his eyes, trying to act like he didn't care and all.

"Together." I said, hugging him tight.

After all these, it is hard to go back like nothing ever happened. But since we have each other, we're ready to star something new.

~~~~~~

Another Levi post cuz I love this man sm ( ╥ω╥ )

Thank you for reading 🖤

all rights reserved. please do not copy, modify, repost, translate, or claim my content as yours.

[lisharchivez]

new player here!! and i just want to say im thankful that you took the time to archive cuz its so sad we don't have option to check other outcomes...and i played themis as well and thought lads would have the same feature which we can redo every possible and its always archived in history :'(

anyways thanks so much for your service!! btw i have a question do you saved zayne status profile (i think its called mood?) ...i noticed he changed it sometimes but since it's random i didn't realise it might missed it

(I am not sure if previous response reached yet but i am doing again)

Omg thank you so much😭

navigating through multiple accounts to get the responses feels exhausting sometimes. But My desire to know every outcome and share it is what keep me going.

Affinity is the reason why i had stick to the babe i am in high rank with and even still effortwise the the number Difference of his affinity is 10-20😭

I have so many folders of posts & chats that i can't post because i haven't gotten the last variation of outcomes 😭

So that means a lot!

As for mood/status, its difficult to pin point the exact requirement of its occurance , for some are obvious some its hard to tell what exactly is the exact trigger.

But You will get status change if u do stuff with him consecutively,that includes losing to him in kitty card each time.

I did want to archive them with requirements. But some of my friends got status of Zayne that i never did and can't BECAUSE I DONT KNOW How. They got no clue EITHER.

i asked in ladfess on twt, i asked around players who shared the unique statuses but nobody can be 100% sure about those.

So in the end i gave up :(

If you want to check you previous ones you can do this

Heres his mood history for me so far

It seems like one need hawk eyes to notice the exact moment things get changed...but i wear glasses so..

I would like to archive them in future & hopefully have enough proof to tell everyone requirements so they can try as well

[dozing-marshmallow]

Hello! I don't know if you are taking requests but can you do Ezekiel with a yandere housewife s/o, Like she wants to take care of him the best she can. When he is in the need of help she is always right there. (Bonus if she's related to Mclean)

Anyways I hope you have a great day!

Hellooo there! Thank you for this request!! I hope you yourself are too having a great day and enjoy! 💘

EZEKIEL X YANDERE! HOUSEWIFE! READER HEADCANONS

Your poor baby.

Voted first out. Again.

You never understood what these pea-brained morons had against Ezekiel! How could they vote someone out with such docile eyes, colloquial voice, heart tugging fashion style? He apologised! He said he was sorry! Isn’t that enough?

“Psst Ezekiel!” you wave your hand over to him as he managed to hold onto the wing of the plane,“Come quickly!”

“(Y/N)! Yoo!” he greeted, taking your outstretched hand to safely make it back inside, parachute still tightened on his shoulders,“What am I missing?”

You press your body against his, bathing him in surprise,“Oh, Ezekiel... I’m sorry you were never given a chance to show these idiots how wonderful you are.”

“Well finally someone sees how cool I am! But I ain’t done with this game so quickly this time, homie with the hold me.” he informs you exuberantly.

You break the embrace in disbelief,“You’re not thinking about getting back in the competition, are you...?” praying he didn’t mean it so-

“Have to! I’m in it to win it, brah!” he points finger guns at you, an expression of joy from a misunderstanding boy.

Disapproval wavers your throat, No no no,“You can’t!” 

“Hey, what’s the big deal?” a frown drops on his angelic face,“You mad cuz it’s my game?” he was frowning...at you... You...can’t have him upset at you...

“No, no! I’m saying this for your own good! Don’t try get back in the competition, it’ll make your loss worse!” you desperately warn him, knowing how your dad would react and the cruelty your dear would be subject to.

“I didn’t lose nothing. I won knowledge.” his smile came back, under conviction...

“Listen, Zeke!” you hate having to raise your voice at him, but it did do the work.“My dad never treated you right. No one did! And you’ll only continue to be treated like a waste of space.” the space between you limits once more, smiling,“Get with me instead. You won’t regret it, I swear! I’ll show you a world so new, you wouldn’t need to flicker a desire for a measly million dollars.”

“Woah woah woah.” he puts his hands in front of him,“My dad told me that it’s wrong to get with someone before marriage eh?”

Before marriage? Perfect... Perfect! “Then we will get married! How does that sound?”

He looks at you with unversed eyes. You were attractive...and you were sweet to him. Sweeter than anyone’s been to him. And it’s not like you were strangers, you’ve known each other for a year, but…“Weddings are expensive, yo. I gotta make sure I can provide for the fam first then I can dip to start one of my own.”

You squeezed onto his hands, red cracking deeper in your own eyes. Oh how you love a man willing to be independent!,“I’ll pay for it! Everything! At first. I’ll have my dad take care of it, and we’ll have the best wedding in the world! Afterwards, you can go on to be the breadwinner and I’ll be the stay at home wife. I’ll cook breakfast, lunch and dinner for you every day, I’ll take care of the laundry, rub your shoulders whenever you’re sad, give you the best foot massages, and we’ll have as many kids as you want! All you gotta do is say yes!”

Hey all of that does sound worth more than a million dollars and he was gonna be treated like royalty. Finally!

“Okay!” he snorted. The woman of his future!,“I uh don’t have a ring to give you though.”

Like magic, you summon a perfectly suitable box from your pocket,“Already thought of that.”

Your dad(Chris) was not at all happy with your attachment to Ezekiel and your covet to marry him.

Did he agree to your wishes nonetheless?

What other choice did he have?

You held the knife to his throat,“Let me marry him.”

“That homeschooled freak? Seriously? Real funny, (Y/N). I thought you were a gal, not a pig.”

In offence, you started grazing it into his neck.

“Gah!” your dad gasped, pushing you away,“Alright already, fine!”

Safe to say he was not invited!

And you were removed from his will.

Good! You didn’t need whatever junk your dad had to try kill the low void he owned; you had the very best- true love!

Ezekiel had worn his beanie to the alter in an outdoor wedding on his farm.

It was a you may now kiss the groom.

While you couldn’t prevent him from talking to other people, you made sure that his place of work wouldn’t require him much teamwork. Crazy, but who else does he need to be happy?

He never had to go back to Total Drama again. His profile was completely removed and now, not even his own biological family saw him for these past few years.

That doesn’t matter. You were his family now.

“It’s your world, isn’t it, Ezekiel? My baby sweetheart!” You coo, pinching onto his cheek.

“Totally homes! This is what girls were made for, eh?” he smirked, holding his arms up behind him in bed. You sorta revived his old fashioned views on gender...

“To find their prince charming and dedicate their whole lives to make him happy?” You leave his side to pull open the blinds,“What girl couldn’t be happy?”

Maybe this was teenage adults, maybe it was true love.

Either way, Ezekiel was yours.

You set the tray on his lap.

And you were going to do anything to keep it that way.

“Bon appetit!”

[herrscherrofyatta]

The Great Protector of People's Wishes

Chapter 4

Pairing: Tomo x F!reader

warnings: a hint of Kazuha x reader could be taken platonic or romantic, Ei/Shogan slander, future spoilers for Scaramouche lore, reader is described to have long hair like Ei, tomo aint dead, I changed a few things obviously cuz Tomo is alive..., slow burn, death, betrayal, one sided for a couple chapters, blood, angst, angst and more angst :)

Series Masterlist

Masterlist

Kazuha looks down at the vision in his hand after getting it back from the treasure hunter, Paimon leans in to get a better look at it. Aether puts his sword away before noticing how quiet Kazuha is and looks at him.

Eyes lingering on the item before Paimon softly spoke, "that vision, what's the story behind it?" She asks.

"Did you know who it belonged to?"

Kazuha doesn't immediately answer, sighing, preparing to tell the tale.

"She was once a good..." He hesitates, trying to find the word to describe his relationship with the owner of the vision, "..friend..of mine."

"Never stop searching, even if only for a brief flash of light. If nothing else, we have the present moment." A hand brushes his hair softly, and a mirror was in front of his younger self, in the reflection in the mirror reflected himself and someone else, the owner of the gentle voice behind him,

"Do you understand, Kazuha?" She asks with a smile, one shown only to him.

"One day, an argument broke out, ending with us parting ways then the Vision Hunt Decree arrived, people's aspirations were stripped away as the Raiden Shogan began to construct her idea of eternity."

He sighs, eyes filled with sadness just thinking about it.

"Another one of my good friends, asked about the Musou No Hitotachi, which can only be witnessed when divine punishment is administered but he replied, 'there must be one who can withstand it. there will always be those who dare to brave the lightning's glow.'

At this point, I hadn't heard anything for her until one day, as I was fleeing from place to place, I heard that my friend had challenged the Vision Hunters to a duel before the throne."

Paimon places her hand on her heart, face painted in pity, "then.....what happened next." She sniffs and Kazuha gives her a sad smile.

"A solemn yet brutal challenge, the defeated faced divine punishment while the victors gained a second chance..... perhaps he thought he of all people should make a stand..."

He goes quiet again, Aether could tell that speaking of this must be hard for Kazuha, losing a friend is not something that can be easily handled.

"...I don't know what went through his mind, I can always go ask him but maybe he's still grieving."

From this information, Aether picked up that the one who challenged the Raiden Shogan is still alive so that meant—

"When I arrived at Tenshukaku the duel was over and in his place, there she was....given the divine punishment while he watched from the floor, horrified, he could barely make a sound." He remembers the face Tomo made that day, until he snapped out of it, screaming her name as he held the blonde back from running towards the scene.

Covering his face with his hand, he continues, his voice wavering, "in her final moments...what expression was on her face? Before I knew it, I caught the dying vision and we were both running from the scene. I knew she didn't want it to be buried beneath an ice, cold statue of a god."

Paimon sniffs, rubbing her eyes, wiping her face, "that's so sad. It must have been so hard for you and your friend."

Kazuha nods slightly, an empty smile plastered on his face, "yes, I've known her for years but we were closer than ever before that argument broke out, although I wish to change it, it simply cannot happen."

He sighs, looking up at the clouds, taking in the scenery, one she loved to look at the most.

"Losing her still aches...no matter how long it's been."

Attaching the vision underneath his own, he feels a sudden breeze, "now then, I think we should head back. Beidou must be waiting for us." The three go back the same way they came, opening up their gliders and flying through the wind currents in the air.

Kazuha was behind Aether who was carrying Paimon, he wasn't paying attention to what was in front of him as he began to remember his late father's words.

'You must keep it a secret, my son. The truth about Kosuke.'

'Kosuke? Was she the lady who was here a few days ago?'

'Yes, you must never reveal the truth she entrusted to the Kaedehara clan centuries ago, do you understand?'

'I understand, father.'

Finally landing on the beachy sand, they walk back to where the tournament was taking place, Aether letting Paimon go and they both go ahead, Kazuha landing last.

"I guess since that last guy was your opponent, who's the final one?" She asks, Aether shrugs his shoulders, "I dunno."

Kazuha replies, "oh, it's a friend of Beidou. I haven't personally met them so I'm not quite sure what kind of opponent they are."

The three walk back, Paimon and Aether bickering as Kazuha listens in, giving his own words here and there. It wasn't until Aether's face lit up that his eyes landed in the ring where the fights took place.

Kazuha sees this, looking over to where the blonde was looking, only to freeze in place. His eyes were wide as he let out a shaky breath, fingers trembling slightly.

He watches as the (h/c)-Indigo-haired woman turned around, arms crossed over her chest as her eyes land on Aether.

Giving him a small smile before she finally notices him standing behind Aether. The same stoic look on her face as she stares at him, the smile on her lips gone.

"...it's you."

He mutters, shock written all over his face.

'Miss Kosuke, you're really pretty.'

'...thank you, and please, call me (Y/n), we'll be seeing each other more often.'

"...(Y/n)?"

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Taglist: @thetwinkims @xiao-loyal-simp @somemydayy @slvdsjjk @valeriele3

[itsadragonaesthetic]

Ok I watched the fabled "why I hate Peacemaker" video and I would like to rant in the relative safety of Tumblr where my posts might not get as much attention as a youtube comment cuz I'm a coward <3

Mention of general abusive behavior. Skip on by if you're not feeling that.

"Darkstalker thought he was doing the right thing" YEAH THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT RIGHT. HE COMMITTED GENOCIDE BECAUSE HE THOUGHT PYRRHIA WOULD BE BETTER OFF WITHOUT THEM. THAT WAS HIS VISION FOR THE FUTURE. GENOCIDE.

"He was driven mad by animus magic" not only is it proven time and time again that animus magic doesn't actually do anything to your soul, but Darkstalker was BORN hateful! His animus magic had little to do with it! The reason the myth about animus magic eating your soul persisted for so long was because most people wouldn't treat absolute power correctly, and being born with power you didn't earn will probably make you into an asshole. (It's actually my biggest complaint about the books, that animus magic was rarely used for absolute good)

I just want to briefly mention that I heard Darkstalker was, at least loosely, based on an ex boyfriend of Tui's.... do with that what you will.

"We all read what's inside his head during the Legends" that was before he murdered his dad in the most unnecessary way and committed genocide. Don't tell me shit about his abusive family and his mom being taken. Committing genocide on your father's tribe is not an appropriate reaction to having an abusive father and losing a mother in war.

The rest of the video is just weird complaining about Peacemaker being a child and doing childlike things...? I remember wondering if this person is an adult but I looked and she very much is.

I honestly started to get a little freaked out by how much they like Darkstalker. I like him but as a villain. I thought his "death" was beautiful and bittersweet. And the whole thing where he cries to his mom and later states that there's no way he's evil, it was sad and I kinda really believed he thought he was doing the right thing in his own... disturbing ways... but abusers do things like this a lot in my experience. They could be yelling, screaming, tearing apart a house, and suddenly a specific person will come up to them or like, 5 minutes will pass and they're suddenly sane again, apologizing and swearing they'll never do it again. Pretty much every typical abuser does this. I wouldn't put it above Darkstalker who so clearly only has his interests in mind.

Oh yeah and are we just forgetting that line he said to Clearsight, stating that he would force her to like the future he's creating? (ya know, the future with no icewings).

Ok rant over haha hope you had fun reading I'm gonna slam my head into a wall.

[emotionallyglued]

NFL WEEK 1 THOUGHTS

Man what the FUCK i'll be doing these now, I LOVE FOOTBALL!!!!!!

Fun fact, this is my first time watching football in action! I've only really tangentially followed everything via Reddit threads and twitter stuff. It was a treat and I loved every game I watched.

MY VIKINGS THRASHED THE GIANTS, I LOVE FOOTBALL. WE'RE SO BACK. WE'RE GOING TO TO SUPER BOWL WITH SAM DARNOLD AS OUR QB, AND I COULD NOT BE HAPPIER ABOUT IT. I LOVE ANDREW VAN GINKEL. I am very hopeful about the Vikings future, we got a lot of cap space, good defense (though I don't know if it's because we have a good defense or because Daniel Jones sucks) and overall, the vibes are good.

Speaking of, my god, Daniel Jones. They are paying this man a four year 160 million contract and he has thrown more touchdown passes FOR THE OPPOSING TEAM RATHER THAN HIS OWN. I feel bad for the Giants considering that they lost Saquon, their offense ALL sucks, I do not know what Daboll is thinking with all of these plays considering that this is DANIEL FUCKING JONES.

The Chiefs squeak by with a scripted win. Sad for the Ravens but they're definitely going to be good this year, this is no reason for any fan to be panicking. But also, what the FUCK were the bills thinking giving XAVIER WORTHY TO THE CHIEFS??? Genuinely impressive stuff from him in this game, speedy fuck and I'm going to die because the Chief's dynasty is going to go on further than the fucking Patriots one.

Thank you Will Levis for providing potentially the funniest NFL pic of all time.

6. Also, genuinely hilarious win by the Bears who had: 0 Passing touchdowns. 0 Rushing touchdowns. Winning 24-17 via 3 Field Goals, a Pick-6 and a blocked kick TD. Caleb Williams only passed 96 yards. This might be one of those Bears seasons where the Bears have a godlike defense and a bad offense.

7. As per usual, the Falcons are stuck in a Hell of their own creation. This is incredibly hilarious for me and I will continue to smoke on that Atlanta pack. The entire NFC South can go to hell far as I'm concerned, I hate ALL OF THOSE TEAMS!!!

8. I'm sorry for my recently followed Bengals fan but I AIN'T LIE. THE STEELERS COOKED. They might have a good season (they always have a good season I have no idea how they do this.)

9. The Raiders punted on 4th and 1, with 7:15 remaining WHILE LOSING. I think they deserve that loss.

10. I love the Texans and I love CJ Stroud (<- Is only a Texan's fan because I gotta have a team to root for in the AFC) I'LL BE TRYING TO DO THESE EVERY WEEK CUZ I LOVE FOOTBALL. PLEASE TALK TO ME ABOUT FOOTBALL. PLEASE.

[the-firebird69]

The number is are remarkably bad it is true this guy Trump is dying like a maniac and he seems to like it cuz he can't stand his own people and he wanted his shot his kid today and they left him on the street for like an hour to rot and he thought that movie in Japan he's been screwing around them and he shot his heart earlier someone took one out of someone and it's a clone of Dan and they wondered what it was about put the heart in him and he said what is this this hard as a mess and it was finally calmed down seems to be fine he looks inside the problem it is catching air it's filling with air so he went in found a hole in it now it's somehow filtering the air out and oxygen out of the blood like a fish would and he couldn't figure out why so he had to put another one in it and that's what they do and the revealing this and while it is having it done just thinking about what to do about it he said this guy my father's when doing this and it was finished he was walking around trying to see if it's okay and then he says it seems like that guy's doing things took over down there and they were up to it all and it's getting found out cuz the foreigners but my father keeps attacking me and he has to know why so I went ahead and started looking at it and sees him and trying to take over his job and social security and tries to take Terry cheesman's job and he's trying to like murder them. So he says he was doing it all the time and he's a piece of crap and nobody notices they find out and then they forget and it's like well okay we don't forget and the guy thinks we do and it's like you're the one losing stuff and who says to kill you to take your stuff and you keep opening your mouth and doing stupid s*** to us it doesn't do much and saying things and inviting it and we need to so you're a suicidal freaking loser and we don't care if you're insolence and rudeness and arrogance when every day you're losing a whole bunch of brain cells that have stuff on it so you look something says what do I do about that I said you should probably like initialize another one of your deaths that's a good idea so you stop talking and he said blabbing and that sun said who cares who cares we're going to kill you now dead f****** retard just a f****** retard and that's all he is and that's what stand things and it's true there's no way to grade these people they're so damn low the whole world are tired of them and they're going after them and this guy is a f****** boron pushing it and people are saying it too we don't need your help and he keeps doing it and they're not stopping him and his stuff is very lame and we're getting to it now so we're going to publish

Thor Freya

Olympus

But this guy next door is doing is annoying it's rather simple it's gross and crass but it's very dangerous and it's extremely annoying and that's what they do and I'm astonished that they leave these two pieces of garbage here and continue this motif absolutely surprised I don't deal well with it and I have to fight it and I'm crushing the living s*** out of them I have to admit and find out how big they were and it's a lot easier than I thought it would be their pushovers for a lot of things have severe weaknesses and the max too and it involves their piss poor attitude and the lack of understanding of what an adversaries can do we're actually capitalized don't know enough to care okay they really do not understand basic math at all they don't and I'm tired of trying to teach you people or it seem like I am who gives a s*** about you you leave these people here and I'm going to use them like I said in the beginning and I am so you have a bit of sweet story or a sad song who are your people is so God damn stupid I'm ripping you a f****** new one you seem to like it so have a nice night go to f****** hell and enjoy listening to this tard ruin whatever future you ever had

Zues Hera

Olympus

[zumpietoo]

No, Stillbitter, their job is to write the show, as dictated by RAS....now, you can argue the show should seek to please the viewer, their end consumer, buuuuttt as I routinely point out, their are numerous reasons for that.....and your refusal to accept this is not my or their problem. 

Dude, it’s the show’s last season and traditional, scripted teevee, especially on the CW is dying....plus, again, Netflix funded it....and will control subsequent liscening, etc....

Also, I thought you were convinced fanfic was the ultimate art form?

I even agree they’re ALL hacks, including RAS, but....irrelevant. You’re just pissed you’re not getting your way and haven’t for, actually, well past 2 seasons....and starting to maybeee realice, you’re never getting your way, after all. And attempting to hide your impotent rage in an “art critique”. Dude, you lose.....because your kween is an unprofessional slut. Suck it.

Also, “respect their own integrity”???? WTF even IS that/does that fucking mean? It’s a dumb teevee show!

No, they don’t worry at all, nor should you....and we know you’re not, so time to also stop with this bullshit.

RAS never had “wonderboy pants’, dude......you just, again, credited him because you liked Jizzy. Kittylitter Swell was shit (and veryyyyy much tracked with his fantasies of what feminity should be, with lots of sleazy cheating, etc) shit and completely the same old narrative....

No, dude, again, you didn’t. If you legit rewatched this thing....you’d see we were “lucky” in season 1, by accident.....everything else really never was and there was never, EVER a “consistently emotionally anchored narrative”. I have no idea what your pretentious word salad even means, but it certainly was never this show....

And no, that’s how you ended it in your mind for your fanfics....don’t confuse the two. 

OMG.....A) no, Babyman does what RAS tells him to do, time to accept that. B) never existed. Tho, TBF, Jug still does/is, thanks to Cole’s acting. And, again, WTF is this “emotional consistency”???? Definitely NOT what Slizzy showed....and, actually, if you rewatch, you also see her motivations were never about Jughead, she always used him as a placeholder, looked down on him, took credit for his accomplisments and was an asshole. 

No, again, you just don’t like that you don’t have your ship anymoar....

Oh you’ll watch, continue to insert your fanfics/refuse to accept reality and whine a shit ton moar....

I have never understood viewers who can’t see why something happened after an IRL couple split up and thus needed to be separated onscreen, as well. Especially when the show does so consistently...

And yet True Blood’s apparently already set to reboot, per you. And so fucking what? It is what it is and most shows that have gone on for quite awhile tend to run out of steam, etc....it’s why they end them. 

Does it matter if they do or don’t? 

Gotta love all this concern about their future, all because y’all didn’t get your way!

OMG....again, it makes you “so sad” that a goofy teevee show didn’t end up giving you what you wanted? Dude.....that IS sad, but it certainly doesn’t make me sad, it makes me laugh at how ridiculous you are.....

Again, really do love how NONE of you are willing to see, let alone accept WHY they changed shit.....go than your kween. 

(also love the impotent rage, again)

Annnddd.....now “I’m leaving, but I have fanfic!!! So it’s better!!!” Gee, neverrrr heard that before....

Again, Snorty, so don’t watch and try recognizing why.....at least we’re no longer getting your endless fake spoilers and scuttlebutt!

Also “bag fumbling”???? Do their dullard brains mean “ball fumbling”, like in football? Cuz I’ve never heard of “bag fumbling”? Is that what happens if you drop your groceries???

Oh it’s Urban Dictionary....okay, I think it’s still a misversion of “ball fumbling”

Yes, it’s truly wild you didn’t get your way because your kween is an unprofessional slut.....and you refuse to see it.

Dude, they DGAF.....suck it! And we come to the other reason this so utterly infuriates them: it demonstrates they have no power and nobody GAF about them or pleasing them, EVER.....

[jotatetsuken]

Knock You Down (JJK x JJBA Crossover)

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Fem! Reader, Bruno Bucciarati x Fem! Reader

Trope: Love Triangles, Modern AU, Mafia AU mixed with College AU from JJK side

Summary: Set up in an AU where there's no presence of supernatural abilities (like cursed energies or Stands), you'd come to Italy to start a new life. That's where you meet Bruno Bucciarati, the owner of the Libeccio restaurant in Naples, and he might have a secret to hide. Despite reeling over your previous breakup, you decide to befriend him anyway, and both of you date and fall in love. However, on the 4th anniversary of the opening of Libeccio, you and Bruno have a chance encounter with Satoru Gojo, who's a professor at Tokyo University, and your ex-boyfriend with whom you had a terrible breakup, and he's looking to make it up to you. Who will you choose? Or would you be able to choose?

Word Count: 5785

Warnings: Mentions of drug trading, mafia, a tad bit of harassment, trauma, dying, suggestive content (like mentions of having sex and stuff), nightmares, anxiety, breaking in, punching, shooting. Please lmk if I miss any <33

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Shyna's Seiyuu Birthday Celebration

A/N: So, Feb 20th was Yuichi Nakamura's birthday and I figured why not do something different? Well, about Satoru Gojo, it's very rare to find people that don't like him, and for good reason too. He's smart, he's strong, he's witty, he's cheeky, he's very good-looking too. His blue eyes are so dreamy...okay okay I digress. Then I restart watching Golden Wind and I come across Bruno Bucciarati and I'm like Bruno, omg Bruno! What a guy! I absolutely love this man and his power. So, I came up with an idea to do a crossover :D That way, two of my favorite fandoms can come together ^_^ In any case, I'm having a JJK and JJBA brain rot rn xD Anyway, the storyline is mine, the banner's mine too, but all the characters of Jujutsu Kaisen belong to Gege Akutami and of Jojo's Bizarre Adventure belong to Hirohiko Araki :) Reblogs, likes, and comments, especially reblogs, are highly, highly appreciated.

Song: Knock You Down - Keri Hilson ft. Ne-Yo, Kanye West

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Say you gotta take the good with the bad, happy and the sad But when you bring a better future than I had in the past Oh, 'cause I don't wanna make the same mistakes I did I don't wanna fall back on my face again

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Your tired body slumped into the bed of your hotel room, completely exhausted. As you lay on the mattress, the softness embraced you, making you feel comfortable and relaxed. You made this room your temporary home when you fled Japan without telling anyone except your closest friends and family members. You didn't want to live in an environment where your past memories tortured you day after day, month after month. Each corner of Tokyo brought back memories of a certain someone, and every time you thought of him, your heart ached. You wanted him back, you wanted your bed to be occupied along with you by a certain silver-haired man whose azure eyes still linger in your memories, but you couldn’t.

Your decision to move to Italy was made seemingly on a whim. Your desire to travel to Europe led you to learn some European languages, of which you quickly learned Italian. It provided a significant benefit to you, especially when you were unable to communicate in English alone, not that you couldn't. English was your second language, and you were quite proficient in it. Italian was, however, better aid when people asked you for your belongings, money, or anything too valuable to lose than English was. You decided to explore Naples and discover its natural beauty after getting tired of the hotel food. The plethora of colors that adorned the buildings and the pristine blue sea that kissed the sand all too often completely awed you as you walked along the streets of Naples, felt the breeze graze your skin, and breathed the fresh air. The next thing you know you're on an ominous street full of drug dealers.

As you turned either way, you felt an uncertain feeling creeping in. The pace of your steps increased as your breathing hitched by the second, only to be abruptly halted by a strange-looking individual. Jet-black hair complemented his light brown skin, and he wore a red t-shirt and black jeans. He then began to approach you. “Hey, baby,” he said while cornering you to a wall, coming closer to you and saying with a smirk, “you seem to be new here in town, by any chance, do you have anything on you, if you know what I mean?” You nod your head in denial and start to stutter, “no...no… I don't," when a hand lands on the man's shoulder. That’s when you turn to see another man who may not look like what you'd normally see, but he seemed to have an air of authority around this place. “Oi,” that man scowled, “what do you think you’re doing, harassing this girl?” The first man shuddered in this man's presence, crying out to him, “I'm so sorry, Signore Bruno...please spare me.”

When you finally turned to “Bruno,” you got to observe him up close, causing the tremor in your breath to slowly subside. He was quite tall, around 5 feet 10 inches, clad in an all-white suit covered with black spoon-like symbols with zippers all over the place. His suit also had an open chest with a lace-like top or a tattoo. There was something unique about his hairstyle. The chin-length black hair with bluish-gray highlights, with straight-cut bangs covering his forehead, was adorned by a braid that went along the top of his head with a hair clip at each side of the bangs. This complemented his beautiful skin, sky-blue eyes, and the warm smile that crept upon his face when he looked at you. Bruno then looked at the man that made you feel immensely uncomfortable and insecure and with his left hand, punched his face, growling at him, “as long as I am alive, these streets will not have any drug trade at all, and if I catch you so much as coming near her or anyone else for that, I'll make sure you'll never see the daylight again. Now, scram before I smack you again.”

This caused the stranger to shriek and disappear into another building. As you trembled in fear with your eyes closed, you clutched your purse. While all kinds of thoughts were running through your mind, you heard a calming "hey," causing you to break free from your train of thought. “Are you okay? 'I'm so sorry about that.' Bruno said in a calm tone, sensing that you were overwhelmed by what just transpired. You nodded in agreement, replying in broken Italian, “Yes, yes, I am. I was just wanting to get something to eat, when...” Bruno then chuckled in response, leaning against the wall with you, and said with a smile, “First of all, I do know English well, so we can communicate in that if you're comfortable.” This causes you to heave a sigh of relief as he continues, “Secondly, I just happen to know a restaurant, called Libeccio, just down the street.” You think about it for a moment, until he shrugs and says, “their squid pasta, porcini mushroom alfredo and grilled scallops are good.”

You nodded your head fervently, excited to go along with him, but you didn't know when you'd get to meet him next, after all, you didn't know his full name. “Excuse me, Signore,” you say as Bruno turns to you, after which you reply, “Can I please know who you are and how I can thank you?” He closed his eyes, smiled, and said, “I'm sorry, Signora, I forgot to introduce myself.” He puts his right hand forward and says, “Buon Giorno, I am Bruno Bucciarati, and you?” Sensing that Bruno seemed very kind, you smiled back, shook hands with him, and said, “Hello, I am (F/N) (L/N). A pleasure to meet you!” Bruno nodded in agreement, took you by your hand, and walked to Libeccio with you. You were certain Italy did seem to be a kind country now.

No sooner did Bruno and you enter Libeccio, than one of the waiters called out to him, “Signora Bruno, you are back!" How are you doing today? Would you like your usual?” Bruno chuckled in response, saying,“Hello, Lorenzo. I hope your family is doing well. Yes, please, I would like the usual for today. Also, to my right, someone who needs to be treated in this restaurant like family. Her name is (F/N) (L/N), and she’s new to Italy. We’ve got to show her the best that we have to offer!” All the waiters nodded in agreement. Lorenzo had brought another chair for you to sit beside Bruno, and they brought porcini mushroom alfredo for the reader and squid pasta for him. When you joined your hands and muttered “Itadakimasu,” and then dug in to eat, you couldn’t take in all the flavors that were bursting in your mouth. You were in awe of this dish, for some reason. You turn to Bruno and say, “this is the best thing I’ve ever eaten! How did you know of this place?” Bruno smiled at you and replied, “I actually own the place. It’s been a year since I opened this restaurant.” Your eyes widen in surprise as the fork falls off your hand, and your mouth gapes wide open.“But... you...”Bruno grins, saying, “you didn’t think you’d meet a restaurant owner, huh? So, tell me, (F/N). Where are you from?” You continue to eat and look at him while replying, “Japan. I wanted to start a new life in a new country, so I’m going to be working as a college professor in Maths.”

Bruno nodded in understanding as they continued eating as he noticed the tremor in your replies. “F/N,” Bruno calls out to you, causing you to turn to him while taking a glass of water. Exhaling, he asks, “I sense you're running from something. A prior relationship turning sour, I suppose.” Hearing this, you almost choke on the water in shock. How in the world did he figure this out? He smirks and continues, “I have a unique way of sensing when someone is lying. Usually, seeing people’s sweat or their heart pace as an indicator," he said while taking your wrist, checking your pulse rate, and beginning to think. “Hmm,” Bruno said. “You're not exactly lying, but you were hiding the fact. That's okay. I apologize if I got a bit too nosy. I didn't mean to pry. If you were from the enemy territory, however...”

“The enemy territory?” You ask. He nods in agreement, “I am a part of a mafia gang.” This new piece of information hit you like a brick. Trying to process all you'd gathered, in disbelief, you nervously chuckle and stand up from your seat. “Oh, um, I guess it's time to say bye…” until Bruno halts you by grabbing hold of your wrist and inquiring, “Where do you think you're going?” Your body starts to tremble, with you telling him, “Umm, I've seen it in many movies, this is how it goes when one learns of the other's identity…” Bruno laughed loudly, saying,"Oh, (F/N), you pure soul, I was just joking, don't worry." Your eyes widened in shock.“Really?” Bruno nods, “Yes, I'm not dangerous. I'm not a part of a mafia gang. It's sort of weird, especially because it's normal in Italy to associate yourself sometimes. However, I am friends with some, who I believe will want to bring change within the gang. Besides, people respect me here. They come to me to seek help in various situations. This is despite them knowing who I am. Why would I betray them, hmm?” You bite your lower lip in contemplation. You look at Bruno and realize that he seems trustworthy, but you need more time especially because of your past. He interrupts your train of thought by asking, “Would you like to get to know my friends? Maybe that will help you understand me more?” After a pregnant pause, you reply, “Uh, yes sure.”

Bruno then takes you to another room which had a few people talking among themselves. Clearing his throat, he gathers everyone's attention. “Everyone, this is (F/N) (L/N). She's just moved to Italy recently, and she seems to be in some sort of trouble. We need to look out for her, alright?” Everyone nodded at Bruno in agreement. Putting his hand on your shoulder ever so slightly, causing your cheeks to be rosy, Bruno smiles and replies. “(F/N), I'd like you to meet my friends, my family.” You look at everyone, causing them to nod to you in response. “This is Leone Abbacchio,” causing you to shake hands with a tall man with his white long hair having its ends spiked upwards.“Guido Mista”, you then meet a man clad in blue and red, with a red hat with blue designs and smiled and shook hands with him. “Narancia Ghirga,” caused the purplish black-clad boy to come forward and fist bump with you. “Pannacotta Fugo." You then turn to a blonde guy wearing a green suit and pants and a blue tie, causing you to think that he’s one of the smartest out of the lot, and then Bruno concludes by saying, “and here's our newest member, Giorno Giovanna.”

The turquoise-eyed, blonde-haired boy with three distinctive curls on the top clad in pink with blue ladybug pins smiles back at you and replies to Bucciarati as he approaches to shake your hand, “Oh, we have met. Hello again, (F/N).” You shake hands with, smile, and nod back at Giorno. Bruno widens his eyes and asks, “Have you? Where?” You turn to Bruno and respond, “Giorno was at the airport when he took me to the hotel. He was very kind towards me.” Suddenly, reality settles in. You were somehow standing in mafia territory and were clueless about what was going on. That didn’t make it easier for you to process. Fear suddenly starts to creep in you, with your heart pacing rapidly and your breathing becoming ragged. You reply with a hand on your chest, “Umm, I’m sorry. I don't know how to take all this in...”

“Chill, (F/N).” Narancia reassured you by coming forward and placing his hand on your shoulder. “We'll look out for you the way Bucciarati did for us.” You turn to him and ask,“Are you sure, Narancia?” Mista then comes forward to your other side, saying,“We're sure, (L/N). We're family after all.” The trembling in your body slowly starts to fade away. “Thank you, Mista. Thank you, everyone.” Over the next hour, you recount details of your past relationship, how everything transpired, and how you still miss him and want him, but can’t, for his safety. “Satoru Gojo, huh?” Bruno replied, causing you to nod in agreement. "Hmm, I'll look out for him for you." You shake your head in defiance and respond, "No, Bruno, that's not necessary." He then grabs your left hand and says, "No, I insist. As beautiful as you are, someone who's here for a second chance deserves one." You nod in reply, smiling in gratitude. That night, when you slept in your hotel room, after years of getting nightmares about Gojo, you finally dreamed of a certain restaurant owner who was slowly calming the storm in you.

Four years had passed since the first time you met Bruno Bucciarati and during that time, you'd learned a lot about him. Over the years, you'd learned that he had a harsh childhood, that his parents had divorced, and that he stayed with his father. You'd also learned the reason he had sheer prejudice against drug dealing was especially that his father caught two gangsters dealing with drugs on his boat and he was shot seven times as a result, dying years later due to complications from the gunshot wounds. What was worse was that the very mafia, whose protection he was planning on undertaking from those gangsters, was the one responsible for dealing the drugs that cost his father’s life. So, he later resolved to overthrow the mafia not by joining them, but from afar. Bruno confided in you that Giorno had joined the mafia with the same objective in mind, and that is how they bonded, although Bruno would tell Giorno to be careful from time to time.

Initially, you didn’t stop missing Gojo, not even for a minute. However, certain words from a former salaryman would keep popping up in your mind: “if you don’t break up with him, his parents are capable of disowning and disposing of him, quietly and quickly. You don’t want that, do you?” This causes you to be unable to sleep many nights. However, hanging out with Bruno’s team greatly helped you by providing you with the necessary environment you needed to survive in Italy. The addition of Trish Una, the daughter of the boss Giorno was working for, made you feel quite relieved as you found someone with whom you could confide. Sure, the pink-haired girl clad in black and hot pink with mathematical designs on her skirt seemed very obnoxious, rude, and spoiled at first, but you later found out that it was a front that she maintained because she never knew how to make friends.

With your similar music tastes, one of your favorite artists being Spice Girls, you two got closer and she later got to know about your history with Gojo. “It is truly sad that it had to come to this,” Trish said, “but let’s say he still had feelings for you, and you called it off with him. He must be thinking that you’re happy now, and he must be choosing to move on. I believe so should you.” You nodded, and Trish continued, “besides, I think Mr. Bruno seems to have a thing for you,” causing you to giggle in response. Then you write later in your daily journal that you were choosing to let Gojo go just for the sake of his safety and happiness.

As time passed by in the four years, you’d bonded with Bruno. You would dance with Mista, Narancia, and Fugo, causing Bruno to smile whenever you smiled. Abbacchio would share the stories of when he was a police officer and you’d bond with them sharing the memories of you teaching Itadori, Fushiguro, and Nobara, and how you missed them. Sometimes, you and Bruno would have deep conversations on your views of life, crime, people, faith, basically everything under the Sun.

Those moments turned into getaways when Bruno was too tired to deal with the people at the restaurant or the restaurant itself. You could see it in his eyes that he needed to sleep. So, there’d be days where he’d just nap on your lap for hours with Abbacchio taking over the reins. During this time, Bruno got you an apartment near the university where you could go and teach and come back safely, while you were unaware that the members of his team, his friends were secretly looking into the information that you provided about Gojo.

Bruno, was in reality, a part of the mafia gang, Passione, along with everyone else. He was especially one of the upcoming caporegimes with his team, responsible for protecting their assigned territory and collecting the protection money from the restaurant and their port of operations. Narancia would use his remote-controlled plane, Aerosmith, to watch over you and check if certain people were coming after you, while Mista kept improving his shooting skills with his gun, Sex Pistols. Abbacchio kept a stock of cassette tapes and recorders for interrogation, while Fugo and Giorno were devising ways to interrogate should Gojo show up using methods like Purple Haze and Gold Experience.

Amongst the number of things that you were doing for him, he noticed that you were slowly healing from the wounds of the past, the smiles on your face now displaying a genuine smile that was far brighter than he’d ever seen. One day, after two years of your friendship with him, while you were teaching in the class, you get a knock on your door and notice that a delivery man came to deliver this bouquet of your favorite flowers to you. When you open the card and see that it was from Bruno, causing you to blush. That was when Bruno knocks on your door, and says, “Hey,” and walks towards you. You then remember the times when he started to become excessively concerned about you and would giggle a tad bit harder at your jokes. He then said, “Giorno and Abbacchio convinced me to confess to you, else they’d take you away from me,” causing you and your students to giggle. “(Y/N),” he then says, holding your hands, “Would it be a problem if you went out with me?” You shake your head in disagreement and say, “No, I don’t think so.” Then, you two hug each other and once you both come out of the hug, he cups your cheeks and kisses your forehead, causing the whole class to erupt in cheers and both of you chuckling at each other.

It'd been two years since you and Bruno started dating and four years since you two met. You were slowly moved by his character, whenever he was compassionate to those around him, whenever he would take care of the residents of the area where Libeccio was. As a boyfriend, he was very gentle, intentional, and giving. Your intimate moments were full of passion and adoration, and he never brought work home. Yeah, Bruno moved in with you around that time, and you were actually considering saying the L-word to him. However, whenever you did, Gojo's face would materialize. You kept thinking to yourself as to why Gojo never left your subconscious.

One day, in the kitchen, while you were cooking something, you felt someone kiss your cheek and heard a "Y/N-chan" in the air. Your mind was wandering because you were confused, but when you came to your senses, the water that was boiling was about to spill, causing you to flinch. Bruno ran towards you and closed the stove, enveloping you in his arms. "Oh my god, (Y/N), I am so sorry. Are you okay? You don't look like it..." As kind and caring Bruno was, your mind did not stop thinking of Gojo, but you were not going to tell him that.

You ended up confiding in Trish, who said, "I know what you could do. On the fourth anniversary of Libeccio, say that you love him, despite Gojo’s image popping up. That way, you can truly be able to let go of him, because you have someone else. Bruno is a gentleman, and I don’t want you to lose him.” You nodded nervously, wondering if Mista was right about number four bringing bad luck.

It was the fourth anniversary of the opening of Libeccio. Everyone was excited and came in their best attires. Abbacchio wore a navy suit with green laces, Fugo wore a red suit with a black tie and strawberries, Giorno wore a blue suit with red ladybug brooches, and Narancia, Mista, and Bruno wore their usual outfits but they were well maintained. You wore a black off-shoulder gown with a diamond-studded belt. As everyone was enjoying the party, Bruno clinked his glass with a spoon, garnering everyone’s attention. “Everyone, I thank you all for coming. When Abbacchio and I started this restaurant, it was with this goal in mind: to serve all of you with the best Italian food Naples has to offer, and thankfully, we’ve had our best sales this year,” he started speaking, encouraging everyone to applaud in thunderous roars.

“We even included a small classroom here so that the kids can study, thanks to my dear girlfriend, (F/N) (L/N).” Everyone cheered for the two of you this time, while Bruno placed a chaste kiss on your lips, and he said, “I love you, (Y/N).” As you were about to say, “I love you too,” you noticed the presence of a certain silhouette. You then continued stuttering, “you too. Excuse me, I’ll be right back.” As you ran to the entrance, the silhouette now took the form of a silver-haired, blue-eyed, and shades-wearing man who smirked at you, saying “Y/N-chan!” Your breathing hitched, and your mouth gaped open, as you cried out loud, “Satoru!”

You were in the staff room, preparing your schedule for the week when you heard a couple of shrill voices screeching from outside the door, “It’s Satoru Gojo! The heir to the Gojo Industries! He’s going to be teaching here.” You rolled your eyes as you couldn’t be bothered about him. It was common knowledge that Gojo hailed from an influential family who wanted him to be an heir to their company. This was something that you’d heard often, but what you didn’t know and had learned about it recently, was that he did not want to listen to his parent's wishes. Defiant by nature, he supposedly cuts off ties with his family, studies at Tokyo University with Suguru Geto and Shoko Ieiri, become a top student, gains a master's and a doctorate in Economics, and takes up a job as an Economics professor in Tokyo University.

He then knocks on the door and calls out to you, “Hello there, beautiful!” You were disturbed from whatever you were doing and turned to talk down to him, but then you saw his eyes. His cerulean blue eyes. They really were blue, like no other. As you shook your head to bring you back to the present, you said, "I know you are new here, but could you please act professionally? You can't expect to be around women all the time." Gojo replied with a chuckle. As he leans forward to whisper in your ear, he says, "I know I can't expect anything, but I don't care how many women latch onto me, L/N-san. It's the only one I'm interested in." He smirks and chuckles as you widen your eyes at him, saying, "Have a good day, professor." You then roll your eyes at him.

The next few months would include both of you trying to bond, but Gojo’s nonchalant nature kept irking you constantly, which got him excited. Your banter was known to everyone, and everyone suspected a potential romance brewing. So, one day, You and Gojo were deciding to take additional classes for a couple of students. As you were about to leave the staff room, you opened the door to find it bolted. You banged on the door, asking people to let you out, but to no avail. You then check the time and it was past 9 PM. Reality dawned upon you. You and Gojo were stuck together. He immediately got excited at the idea.

“Come on, Y/N-chan! This will be fun, we can play truth or dare by ourselves.” You roll your eyes at him, and say, “It’s L/N-san to you, and how do you even know about my name?” He got into a thinking posture and said, “Oh, I think you were talking to Shoko the other day and that’s how I found out.” You were about to charge at him when he held you by your wrists and said, “come on, Y/N–chan. I know you secretly have a thing for me.” You scowled at him, only for him to lean towards you and kiss you. You had been kissed a couple of times before, but his kiss was full of passion and desire, yearning to be combusted. You may not have felt something for him, but you definitely wanted to get it out of your system. So, it was safe to say that you had your first time with him that night, over and over, and over again.

You two then began a six-month tryst of being friends with benefits and that’s when you learned that Gojo used to feel lonely at the top. Material wealth never brought him happiness, his parents made him feel worthless, but when he started teaching Itadori, Fushiguro, and Kugisaki, that’s when he felt like he belonged here. There were days where you were so tired of being treated like crap by the university that you’d dash into Gojo’s apartment and spent your day with him: you didn’t have sex, but you talked.

You even bonded with Suguru Geto and Dr. Shoko Ieiri, who were fellow professors in sports management and medicine respectively, and they helped you feel better in every way. One day, after you were done being intimate, Gojo looks at you and tells you, “Y/N-chan, thank you. For listening to me when no one else did, for helping me transition well, and for showing me that I am capable of falling in love.” You throw a small smile at him and say, “So, you finally fell for me, huh?” You chuckled but he did not move an inch. He nodded in agreement without speaking a word, causing you to be shocked. “Y/N-chan, will you be my girlfriend?” You nodded and charged forward to kiss him.

The next few years with Satoru went by like a breeze as you two only focused on your teaching jobs, your students, your friends, and each other. While the sex was on a whole another level, your relationship with Satoru had gotten deeper. He was a fan of excessive PDA so whenever he’d come to you, he’d either give you an Eskimo kiss, or a kiss on the temple or on your lips, just to piss the students off. It became obvious to everyone that you two were in love and couldn't be happier about it. What you two were unaware of, however, was the fact that Kento Nanami, the Gojo family’s trained assassin was lurking around in the shadows, analyzing the both of you.

Satoru has met your family and they liked him, often comparing you to him, filling the atmosphere with laughter galore. However whenever he was asked to introduce his family, he always brushed it off and he never introduced you to them, ‘cause when they did find out, Satoru was called for by his parents, who said that he had to come back to the company and that the university and you were spoiling him, however, he did not budge. You begged him about this issue and asked him, “what is the matter, Satoru? What are you not telling me?” He said, “growing up, my family was always rude to me, always mistreated me, abused me. And I’m supposed to act like it’s all okay? Y/N-chan, the Gojo Industries is actually a front, in reality, they trade drugs to different countries in the world. My parents want me to head the company and take over the trade. I don’t want to. I’m scared…”

Once he did tell you of his familial history, you heard a loud bang on the door. Nanami and Kiyotaka Ijichi broke into your apartment and while Nanami grabbed hold of you, Ijichi grabbed hold of Gojo and started mauling him. While you’re flailing your legs in the air and crying out “Satoru,” Nanami covers your mouth as he drags you into a room, muffling your screams. You could hear a myriad of punches on the other side of the door. Fear grips hold of you, with you feeling like your heart jumping out of the ribcage, sweat profusely escaping down all over, and your breathing being staggered.

The moment Nanami loosens his grip on your mouth, you scream out, “Satoru,” until the blond-haired, blue shirt, beige trousers and green tie-clad man covers your mouth tightly and whispers in your ear while clicking his tongue, “Tch, tch, tch. Did you really think Ijichi will stop? Just because he looks weak, that doesn’t mean that he isn’t a trained assassin. He very much is, just like I am. And I, Kento Nanami, come to bear news from Gojo’s family. Since they can’t get him married to any other person to further advance the control of the trade, because he’s dating you, you have to be the one to call it off. If you don’t break up with Satoru, if you don’t break up with him, his parents are capable of disowning and disposing of him, quietly and quickly. You don’t want that, do you?” This sent shivers down your spine, as your memories with Gojo flash before your eyes. He didn’t deserve to be involved in the midst of nefarious activities. All he wanted was to start a new life.

You nod your head in agreement, causing him to walk out of the room along with you, only for you to find Gojo’s face battered and bruised but smiling at you and then hugging him. Nanami and Ijichi escape, leading you to call Shoko and Suguru to the rescue. While Shoko was tending to Gojo’s bruises, you tell Suguru everything. “Suguru, I don’t know what to do. I love him, but…” He puts his hand on your shoulder, saying, “I know you do, Y/N, but, I have heard of Nanami. He never misses a mark, he always shoots at the target with 100% accuracy.” You glared at Suguru, surprised by what he just revealed to you. “Then, are you saying that I should call it off with him, huh? Where do I run off to?” Suguru then holds your shoulders and says, “wherever you feel you’ll be at peace, because trust me, Nanami will not stop chasing after you until you’re done with Gojo for sure.”

You then turn to Gojo, who is still recovering, and tell him, “We need to talk.” With Shoko and Suguru being witnesses to a beautiful relationship that has to forcefully break down, you tell Gojo this is too much for you and you need to break up. Gojo surprisingly nods in agreement, all the four of you embracing and crying in response. Later, you pack your bags and Suguru helps you book tickets to Italy and you leave the apartment, notwithstanding the fact that you were oblivious to Gojo’s silent sobs and his emotional spirit crumbling behind you.

In the present, you saw a man in a black full sleeve shirt, white trousers, and black shades. With his silver hair, this blue-eyed man immediately caught your attention. “Satoru,” you stutter, “what are you doing here?” He smiled at you, and said, “I came here for you.” You widen your eyes in confusion, “how come?” Exhaling, Gojo says, “I know the truth. About why you broke off with me, (Y/N)-chan. I’m not someone that needs to be saved. I can protect myself. So, with Suguru’s help, I looked into the routes that my parent’s company takes to trade drugs and it turns out that it supplies drugs to Italy. The gang’s name is…”

Your mouth gapes wide open, “Passione. Wait, does that mean…” That’s when you hear Bruno call out to you, and he sees Gojo. “Y/N,” he says softly, causing you to look at him bewildered. “What is going on, Bruno? What are you not telling me?” Sighing, Bruno fesses up. “Y/N, all of us, excluding Trish and including Giorno, are a part of Passione. I found out about Gojo, through one of the routes that his family company takes for trading. I’m in this organization to bring it down, along with Giorno.”

Hearing this causes you to look at both Gojo and Bruno with your face turning pale as you feel dizzy. You were unsure on whose hands to put your life in, causing you to lose your balance. As you are able to faint, you hear clangor around you as you steadied yourself and opened your eyes to see that Gojo has been shot. You turn in the direction of the gunshot to see Mista with his hands up and his pistol in his hand. “No, Y/N, I did not shoot on purpose, he made me do it,” pointing in the direction of what looked like Nanami appearing from the shadows.

You then realized that Nanami never stopped keeping tabs on either you or Gojo. You scream “Satoru,” as you run to him while Abbacchio and Fugo run to catch Nanami. When you see Gojo in a bloodied state as four bullets hit him, memories of your relationship flashes before your eyes. You start sobbing and crying, telling Gojo, “babe, it will be okay, please don’t die on me, please, please” and you swat Bruno’s hand off of you, screaming, “don’t touch me, liar,” as Bruno looks at the whole thing in shock. You were now sure that love definitely had a way of coming around and knocking you down, and you would never feel the same again.

© Shyna 2022

Did y’all think I’ll finish the story here? Hehehe. Not yet, friends. There’s a saying that goes in Hindi, “picture abhi baaki hai mere dost,” (there’s still the movie left, my friend), so if y’all want a part two for this, then this has to be reblogged and liked and commented on. Hehe. <33

Until then, have a good weekend ❤️

[faemen]

ace attorney??? more like really fucking gay attornies who are SO THICKHEADED i am going to kill them

why couldnt this just be a fandom thing like i thought it was before i played. why cant they just make these canon. why must we suffer so

i dont even want them to be canon cuz yknow normal reasons, i just want the fu kdingnf PINING TO STOP cuz its SO MUCH WORSE EVERY TIME

wrightworth? killed me. not bc of their cuteness or normal ship reasons, nooo instead you change your entire major for a guy you knew for 4 months when you were 9 and book a private jet cuz you thought the guy was dying and gain unnecessary feelings and have that man shine brilliantly in your eyes and share a deep dark secret with the exact same girl who just confessed her love to a guy and being great partners and trusting in each other to find the truth and enjoy biting into apples because theyre red and

klapollo? dont even get me started. once again, not because of normal ship reasons, but because they make me so infuriatingly mad. but yknow being used to getting inspected by the ladies but feeling that way for the first time with a man and calling each other cool while blushing and treating your guitars like lovers instead of smashing them on stage and singing a song about your boyfriend being the prosecutions witness and taking care your heart isnt stolen away and wiping pretty smiles off your opponents face and pulling the darkness out of him and being dazzled and literally asking him out to dinner is all normal and straight dude stuff

lanamia? girlfriends? really? i cant believe you thought that going to law school together and being both a detective and prosecution at the same time she was a defense attorney and being close enough to her you had to push her away and break contact when you got involved with a murder and dying at the hands of the man that blackmailed her and her being the first person you tried to contact when you were in trouble and being attracted to her (intellectually) could possibly mean anything not straight at all.

franmaya?? wtf are you on about??? wdym you saw acts of lesbianisms when two women admire each others strengths for being so strong in her own way in the exact same situation as herself and when theyre narrative foils and when one of them avoids whipping the other despite not doing this for pretty much anyone else and when she spends all night on a freezing cold mountain doing something extremely difficult to make sure the other is okay and out as soon as possible?

faraskye? HA dont make me laugh. why are you even telling me about how theyre literally a detective and thief which fits the trope perfectly and about how they investigate together and about how they worry about each other and how they both have big dreams about their careers in the future which theyre super passionate about and have entirely planned until something comes in their way?? this is all heterosexual behaviour???

blackmadhi? you mean having opposite designs that are black + edgy and white + holy while having the complete opposite personalities to their outfits and calling each other sad monk and reverse panda while fiercely going off against each other because neither of them can bear to lose and putting up facades to keep others away from their true selves but still caring about their younger siblings and doing anything for their sakes? yeah i dont see it.

junithena? youve got to be kidding. playing together in the woods as children and growing up to still remember each other even when others dont approve and being determined to help her find her true self and being worried that shes anxious while remembering what happens when she does even though its been years and getting mad at anyone who bothers her and sobbing because she gave you an orange and promising to defend her no matter what and taking a risk so that she doesnt get in trouble in court and calling each other nicknames and getting jealous that two people are fighting over her love while calling her a bunch of compliments and being supportive but sad when she gets a crush on a guy for some weird forking reason doesnt mean anything at all.

asoryuu????? whaaaat??? cant believe you ever thought that being certified besties and taking a huge risk so that said bestie wouldnt lose their dream and calling each others partners like every line and that thinking hes the pride and joy of your university and not sleeping in the same bed so you can go into the closet and teasing each other while still showing your unbreakable bond is homosexual activity.

tldr: theyre straight /s and i hate them

[butmakeitgayblog]

Aaalright. I finally had time to read your new CI snippet, I waited the entire day and now, finally, I did it. In the wise words of Kristen Wiig: Hello Julia aka Hallelujah.

But anyway.

I L O V E D it.

I like a little bit of possessiveness or jealousy (expect when is definitely too much) and CI Clexa are perfect for this dynamic in my opinion.

And even though Clarke is a little shit that loves to provoke Lexa, you can definitely see how much she loves her and she obviously ignores everyone else.

It's a little game, a game that Lexa lose every time it seems 😁 but I don't think she is sad for it and as you said in other occasions, she shows her affection with her actions so they balance each other. They are super cute. Super lethal but super cute.

After this plethora I had a question though.

I was rereading - because I fell in the loop of reading all the previous snippets again - the one in which Clarke and Lexa confront Hellen and the one in which Clarke tries to comfort Lexa because is her dad's anniversary.

So, two things:

1. In Clexa vs Hellen's snippet I never noticed that you compare Lexa's grace to angels' grace. Eheheh I very much appreciated it. I don't know if you did it on purpose, but nice. 😏

2. In Gus' anniversary snippet, Lexa said that Hellen doesn't give a damn about Lexa's dad anniversary (in fact Hellen and Jake are on holiday that day) so for years it was just Lexa and her mourning and she doesn't want to do anything (or at least is what I perceived) and Clarke is the first person that tried to help her get through that day. So, my question is: in the distant future, maybe when they are even married, what does Clarke on that specific day to help Lexa and what does Lexa to help Clarke when she feels nostalgic of her mom if she does? Because I understand that they have this kind of special connection (and you are so good in underline it in every snippet) where they actually understand each other without telling much, sometimes they understand each other way before the other one reach the point.

Sorry. It's a long message in a not very clear English, but... I hope is readable enough. 😂

💕💕💕

Thank you, I loved this so much 🥺 I'm really glad you're liking it and yeah you totally see them. Cute, but lethal lol

And don't apologize! Your English is great and long comments/messages are a writer's lifeblood 😩

Putting this under the cut cuz it's a longer answer than I thought

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As for your question, when it comes to her dad's anniversary, Lexa has a tendency to become melancholic. Clarke always notices she gets a little quiet on the days leading up and does her best just to be there. Not imposing, just present. She knows Lexa needs time and silence sometimes to collect her feelings and be alone in her thoughts. Needs time to remember her dad and allow herself to miss him rather than giving in to the impulse to try to be strong and grit her jaw through it. Clarke would be the type to compile all the pictures of him she can find over the years. Secretly harass all the employees of the company who worked with him from before Lexa was even born, track down old school friends and classmates and photos from yearbooks and get them framed. Take pictures of him and baby Lexa, from their first picture together with her little chunky butt swaddled in his huge arms, to every birthday and family vacation thereafter, and make a whole new album just for her. One a lot less tainted with the sour notes of Hellen.

On the actual day I think she'd plan things for them to do in the afternoon and evening. Lexa likes to go into work in the morning because that's her father's legacy. She's proud of it and she knows a lot of those people miss him too. She may be a bitch but she's loyal to them for his sake. But the afternoons and evenings are them at home. It's an unspoken thing that they just spend it together. Reading, drawing, watching a movie, eating a ridiculously expensive dinner they had delivered from a place that Does Not Do Deliveries. Lexa once told her Gus always said important days are meant for family, chosen or otherwise, but they're meant to be spent with those you hold dearest. And they're each other's family now. So Clarke plans exactly that.

Clarke and her mom is a lot trickier territory. Because Clarke genuinely kinda fucking hates Abby for what she did. There's hurt there of course but Clarke's been through a lot (and I mean a lot) of therapy to help her accept that it wasn't her fault. But she's also fucked up enough that she just turned all that energy into sending an eternal Fuck Youuuuu out into the universe to wherever Abby may happen to be. I think the only times Lexa really feels the need to ever do much is when something triggers those buried resentments and hurt. In one of the snippets cooling its heels in my drafts actually has Lexa accidentally triggering it herself 😬. But it could be anything, really. Usually it surprises Clarke as much as anyone. Seeing a mom and daughter at luncheon that reminds her of when her mom would take her to these things. A movie when a parent calls their daughter 'princess'. Randomly getting a piece of gossip that somehow winds itself back to Abby's circle of elite on the West coast.

Then it's more about distracting Clarke. Not letting her go down the spiral of thinking she'll be abandoned by everyone. Remind her that she's wanted. Yearned for. Needed. Irreplaceable. It's a process of slowly drowning out those fears with the truth of how much Clarke is loved. Clarke would rather throw herself into traffic than admit that the whole Abby thing still hurts, and Lexa respects her boundaries on that subject after they're together. So Lexa knows she'll never be able to fix those feelings, just like Clarke can't fix Lexa's, but she's always there with her quiet steadiness and devotion. Her own whispered pet names and wordless touches that Clarke seems to crave in those moments.

[kathrynalicemc]

Phoenix Resistance Reread & Writers BTS

Here we go kids! Every so often I’m going to do about 5 chapters where I reread them and explain some bts or talk about my fav moments etc. I’m only going to do the chapters I’ve written so I’ll be skipping chapters. Also I’ll be tagging this as #pr spoilers if you want to blacklist it if you haven’t read it yourself yet!

Chapter 1: The Wedding

Alright here it is, the first ever chapter. This chapter and the whole PR fic hinged on the fact that I got this idea to write the wedding in Devon’s pov on August 1st, which was the exact date it happened which gave me the idea to write a real life timeline fic. If I hadn’t had this idea on the exact date, this never would have happened.

First Thoughts: GOD this sucks. I have nine months experience in writing and I know I’ve gained skills because I absolutely hate the tenses I use. The first like 5-8ish chaps I always flip between past and present tense. Hate it, thanks.

Favorite moment: I love the part where Devon gets disoriented by all the panicked thoughts in her mind. There’s a few moments during the entire PR fic that I made sure to try to show just how much she can get mentally incapacitated when she’s in large crowds where she has trouble shutting out the voices of everyone.

BTS: There isn’t much here I can talk about being behind the scenes or like little hidden Easter eggs. However, one thing I wish I had included more in the fic I never got around to was Devon’s family. I don’t think they ever actually show up in person again oops.

Chapter 2: Picnic in Paris

It’s Henry’s birthday chapter!! This also worked well to drop some Devon backstory.

First Thoughts: This is short oof. Also can you tell that dialog is my weakness? I still suck at it but this is barely anything. However I do like that it’s a happy time right after the war started. It hasn’t gotten sad yet!

Favorite Moment: Hmmm I love the backstory of Devon’s old childhood home and the forest she used to play in. Anyone who has read her profile knows what happened there but even if you haven’t, you will find out close to the end of PR. I reference the forest a few times near the end.

BTS: I guess this fits into what I was just saying. If you didn’t know, Devon was playing pretend witch as a kid in the forest during the first war (because she’s a muggleborn and didn’t know magic was real), and a Death Eater killed an Auror in front of her and then attacked her cuz she was a witness. This caused her to have the lichtenberg scars and to lose her hearing.

Chapter 3: Wings & Wine

Here comes the boy!! This is when I found out that Kaari Arcano was only a year older than Devon and that they could have been friends at Hogwarts so obviously I could bring him in to help. Who wouldn’t want a dragon rider on their side? Also I had written this before I started PR and realized I could use it. I just fixed it up a bit.

First Thoughts: Even tho I use present tense here when the rest of the PR is later in past tense, I still really love this chapter. I’m proud of it and it’s longer than the others.

Fav Moment: Obviously it’s Kaari’s personality and Ryoko and Nym being cute. They are all my best bois ok.

BTS: Ok this chapter does have some bts I can talk about. The secret of the Gadea wine. I was going to explain it in a future chapter but never got around to it. Basically the coded intel Devon receives is written on the inside of the wine bottle label of a random bottle in a shipment. This whole fic idea of smuggling intel was inspired by a Star Trek Voyager episode. Basically I never talked about it again because I couldn’t think of what Emily Gadea would be sending to Devon as she lived in Spain away from the war oof.

Chapter 5: Back To Hogwarts

I debated for a long time if I was going to write this. I knew I didn’t want to write two entire storylines because I could barely write one. I fully wasn’t going to keep writing the Hogwarts students POV but I decided to do a one off chapter because why not.

First Thoughts: This honestly isn’t a bad chapter. Again I wish I could have done more chapters of them being rebellious at school but I would have died if I did both.

Fav Moment: I love writing absolutely feral Aimee. It was really fun. However writing canon characters terrified me (which is why barely any canon characters are in PR). I also really loved taking the canon scene from the movie and expanding it hehe.

BTS: Don’t have much for bts. I guess this is when the Phoenix paper was brought up and introduced the concept.

Chapter 6: The Spy

ENTER GASLIGHT GATEKEEP GIRLBOSS ELOISE YAXLEY! Love this one a lot.

First Thoughts: I loooove this one. Basically any chapter with Lou is my fav, even tho she’s so hard to write as I am not nearly as clever or cunning as she is.

Fav Moments: I love how this chapter introduces and sets up Eloise even if you haven’t read her profile or know her as one of my OCs. I also really love her symbolism with roses. They are in almost every chapter she’s in. My other fav thing is that this is a good way to show the canon HP events playing in the background but PR never really interacts with it as this is its own story.

BTS: The roses as Eloise’s method of delivering codes is really fun and kinda sad. I made sure that almost everyone in PR who sends Devon intel has a different means of hiding it. Kingsley later on uses bread.

[iamverysmall-andihavenomoney]

Tsukki regrets being extra salty, cuz empty house/bed feels different QAQ

Plz make it a happy ending cuz wbk I'll cri if it's pure angst QAQ

Tenchu'³'♡ says thank you♡><

Say less, babes, say less. I hope this is what you were looking for! 🤍🙈 But happy ending ofc ofc, I don’t want you to cry... Too much!

Don’t Leave Me — A Tsukishima Kei Drabble

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Pairing: Tsukishima Kei x Gender Neutral! Reader

Warnings: Angst with fluff ending

Tsukishima hadn’t thought anything of it when he’d spoken to you.

You understood him, you understood that he didn’t mean most of what he said. That he usually said it, when he was too scared to say he was uncomfortable in a situation, for whatever reason.

Though now, looking back on his words to you, he knew he’d made a mistake. It had been a long day at practice. He and Kyōtani couldn’t stop arguing over plays. It had become a problem more recently, when both of them were on a short rope due to personal reasons. All you’d been trying to do was talk to him. Like normal people do. In normal relationships.

But there was nothing normal about Tsukishima’s short temper with everyone, including you. Over the years you’d been together, he’d gotten better about things. He’d been more sensitive towards you, more caring and careful of what he said around you. He’d been doing so much better. Hadn’t snapped at you or taken a joke too far in years.

This was simply a really bad day and tired, sloppy judgement.

So, you’d packed your things and left. You’d said it was just supposed to be a week and a few days. Just a ten day stay, away from Kei so you could both calm down. But every night that you were gone was another night that Kei realized that you might not come back. And that you had every right to stay away from him.

You didn’t deserve how he acted with you, you didn’t deserve the attitude and the asshole comments. You deserved better than him. But boy did he miss you, more than anything.

When Kei came home, you weren’t there to greet him with a tired smile. You weren’t there to light up his day and make him forget about all that had annoyed him. You weren’t there in general, for an entire ten days.

You weren’t there for him to bring you breakfast in bed. You weren’t there to kiss him and tell him that he was a good blocker, when he was having doubts. You weren’t there to fill the bed with warmth, while he did the dishes from your dinner together, just waiting for him to return to you. You weren’t there to cling to his arm while you both went grocery shopping, glaring at anyone who made eyes at your boyfriend.

And what if you were never there again?

The night before you returned to your shared home was the worst.

...

It felt like everyday, when Tsukishima woke up. Well, as he reached to grasp for you, first thing in the morning, all he found was a cold bed. He furrowed his brows and let out a sigh, trying to swallow the lump in his throat.

The bedroom felt lifeless without you in it. It was so quiet without you here. Why was he only just realizing this, when you were gone? Shaking his head, he slings his head over the side of the bed, picking his glasses up and placing them on the bridge of his nose. It was a Saturday... Normally the day that you and he would spend sleeping in together, before he woke to make you your favorite breakfast, joining you again with trays of food for you both.

Now, he was waking at eight o’clock and trudging into the bathroom to brush his teeth. That’s when he began to notice small things around the house.

Your toothbrush and toiletries weren’t in the bathroom. He’d sworn that they were there, just the night before... Spitting out his mouthwash back into the sink, after finishing brushing his teeth, he moves into the bedroom again.

That’s when he looks around and realizes... Your things had been cleared from the room... Even that picture frame that you’d made him keep up from high school was gone.

Now, he was growing nervous, moving into the living room, passing by your office, and soon making it into the kitchen. Everything of yours was gone. Everything of yours had been replaced by mundane little nicknacks. There was no evidence of you ever living here with him.

You were what made this home so bright and happy. So welcoming and nice. You were what made this large home bearable to live in. And he wasn’t sure he could stand living in this home without you.

“No, no, no,” Kei doesn’t even realize he’s spoken until the words are leaving his mouth, freezing up when he hears a knock on the front door.

Though in no time, he’s answering the door, hoping, praying to a god he doesn’t believe in, that it’s going to be you on the other side of the door.

But it’s not you, instead it’s Yamaguchi standing there, happy expression quickly contorting into one of confusion. “Tsukki? What’s wrong with you?”

Yamaguchi couldn’t remember ever seeing Tsukishima cry.

“Where are they? Where is Y/N?” Tsukishima demands, tone desperate.

Though Yamaguchi gives him a sad smile. “Tsukki, they left a year ago. Don’t you remember? They said they were going away for a couple of day, but they never came back. Just left a note for you.”

Kei felt like his world was crumbling, feeling like he was suffocating with the lump in his throat. “No, no, don’t lie to me Tadashi. They — They wouldn’t do that... They can’t.” He chokes out, shaking his head. He didn’t want this empty house to stay that way for the rest of his life.

“Tsukishima Kei..! Tsukki! Kei, baby, wake up!”

Shooting up in your shared bedroom, Tsukishima found himself in a horrible state. Sweat soaked the sheets, evidence of his distress. This wasn’t his first nightmare about losing you, but it was up there among his worst.

Panicked eyes don’t find you for a long few moments, though when they do, honey brown eyes grow sad and teary, once again. “Are you leaving?” He whispers, his voice cracking, despite his best efforts. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, please, please don’t leave me.”

“I’m not leaving,” you comb soft fingers through his hair, dropping your bag to the floor and moving onto the bed. You cradle him close to you, rocking him as he begins to sob into your chest, wetting your shirt with his tears. “Shh, shh... I’m right here, Kei... I’m not leaving,” you whisper down to him, continuing to soothingly take your fingers through his hair. “Let it out, let it out...”

It took about an hour to calm Kei down. And a promise that this ten day vacation wouldn’t ever occur again. You’d been just as miserable without him. When he was soothed and calmed down, you proposed going out to his favorite restaurant for strawberry shortcake and milkshakes. Then, you both could talk.

As you both changed out of your pajamas, though stayed true to comfortable attire, Kei couldn’t stop the urge to hug you. And as you both left your home, he tucks his arm around you, as if you’d run if he didn’t.

“I don’t like waking up to an empty bed.” Kei whispers to you after a few long moments of silence on your walk down the street.

You stop in your tracks and turn to him. “Since you’re clearly not doing it anytime soon, I’ll do it...” You step away from him. “Kei, being away from you, waking up without you... Was one of the worst experiences of my life... It gave me time to think about what I wanted for my future though.” Hearing his breath catch made you rush to finish, not wanting to see him break down again. “Tsukishima Kei... I don’t ever want us to wake up in separate beds again... So... Wanna get married?” You pull out a box from your pocket, flipping it open to show him the ring that rested there.

His eyes water, and you’re fairly sure his cheeks flush. He envelopes you in a large hug, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “Yes, please... But, damn it, I’ve had your ring in our nightstand for the past month, I just couldn’t find the right time.”

You and Kei both share a quiet laugh into the cool night air, not letting go of one another for a long few moments. There were ups and downs, but no one could deny how much you and Kei loved one another, even through the bad days and messy fights.

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Don’t Panic

Yuuichi Nakamura (Thancred’s JP VA) made vague comments on his show about Endwalker having a definite end to the Zodiark/Hydaelyn story and not knowing where the story and his character go from there.

From the r/ffxiv translation channel:

・中村さん「6.0のボイス収録をしたが、あれ？俺の仕事(サンクレッド)なくなるのかなと思ったし、次のステップがあまり見えなかった」 Nakamura-san is already done with recording his lines for 6.0 Thancred . But Nakamura-san, when looking at the script, thought his work/role for the game is done, and he couldn't quite see what's for him in the future. For context, Nakamura-san can roughly tell that, by the end of a story in a major expansion that there's going to be a continuation, but for Endwalker, it seems that the future becomes uncertain... This means Nakamura-san is amazed that the scenario has a proper and conclusion to the current Hydaelyn-Zodiark arc. The game doesn't end for sure, but the current story arc certainly has reached its end.

Someone else pointed out it seems unlikely he’d mention anything like that if his character was dying (though still might!). Remember, this man is an avid FFXIV fan as well as VA, he likes lore and speculation as much as the rest of us, he just happens to have a leg up on it.

Also, they said at the Showcase and FanFest that we might see the Scions stepping back and the WoL going to new adventures; it could be the organization gets disbanded or restructured once the Z/H story is over. After taking another option besides “fine” or “dead” with a beloved character in the 5.5 patch quests, and Lyse leaving the Scions to do something else in Stormblood, characters can change or exit from the main story in multiple ways. Try not to immediately jump to the worst possible conclusion based on the vaguest hint when the VA is under NDA. Especially when Ishikawa has said she dislikes random death for shock value, there’s other ways to up the stakes and make players care about story and character fates.

I am going to sound a bit harsh as I say right now that if people start wailing and gnashing teeth over the possibility of character death and go on about "if X dies I will quit the game" I will respond with "then quit." Cuz frankly:

1) it’s probably healthier if 1 pixel character is the only thing keeping someone playing a game they otherwise don't care about/enjoy. 2) I've already dealt with that from someone pre-Shadowbringers that I had to cut out of my online life for various reasons and honestly have no patience left for it. I’m old and tired, y’all.

Characters might die in Endwalker. Certain characters like to collect so-called “death flags” like some people collect novelty spoons. Will I be sad if my faves die? Of course! But I’ve also dealt with it before in other games and shows and don’t hinge my existence around other creators’ fictional characters. Will my WoL grieve if her partner is among the losses? Sure--but she’ll also continue on with her life, as there’s more to her than her ship*.

And if it is going to be emotionally devastating for you if we lose another beloved character (or multiple), please consider seeking pro help if able, and if not, looking for good coping mechanisms and friendly support. Your mental health has to come before the game you’re supposed to be playing for fun, not stress.

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(*And if anything I’ll finally be free of this accidental pairing though I’d miss it...but since I don’t write chronologically anyhow and NG+ exists I can revisit and tell more stories as I want anyway. But that’s also gremlin voice talking and gremlin needs to go back in its box.)

[soijustdidthat]

okay so this episode: thoughts

honestly not awful, but the villains getting so much screen time especially with this whole lex in love plot is just awful; like we get it, the forty minutes of i love nyxly kinda got the point across

the whole thing with kara and alex: good points on both sides; alex and kelly parent her, but only kara can actually have the lives experience of trying to figure out powers, and sometimes having a little break isn’t all bad

esme and william baking literally melted my heart he’s so good with her

the party was so fun the dance scene made my weeeek

the relief when i did not have to see lex and the nyxly kiss

also i hate nyxly like she’s awful; least favourite villain personally, cause she has no real goal other than like general vengeance. at least rhea was specific like ‘you stole my son’ and non was like ‘humans suck cuz climate change’ and reign was an alien science experiment and cadmus was like ‘terrorism! cuz we’re run by lillian luthor who smiles at kitten torture’

but no literally nothing on earth ever touched her but then kara stopped her from blowing up earth and then tried to help her out of a collapsing building, nyxly was fuckin dramatic and like nooooooo and she’s like yes let’s literally use magic rocks to cause chaos kidnap a child and use a zookeeper to do all this? what? also her costume bugs me i hate it. really after six seasons we can’t get a villain who doesn’t wear black robes? what about a clown costume. or like, some glitter. or one of those inflatable t. rex costumes it’s been six years give me something

brainy having to go to the future and cease to exist is super sad, but also i have a feeling that they’re gonna pull a barry allen crisis move and emphasize oh no he’s gonna die only to have to find a magic rock or some shiT

FINALLY AND THIS HAS BEEN PISSING ME OFF i know people don’t like William, but the dude was a fucking hero in this episode: he did absolutely everything right - he made sure esme was safe as fast as possible - and made it like a game for her so she didn’t get scared, instead of calling for help, because had he called for help before, esme wouldn’t have been able to get as far and they probably would have shot him in front of esme and that girl doesn’t need more trauma, and he kept them distracted long enough to get proof that will probably take lex down because i don’t think lex can talk his way out of a literal snuff film; he’s playing the long game and he gave his life for it.

and this is also like the first death aside from astra or jonns dad because pretty much everyone else left of their own accord

also this is probably controversial, but andrea is an asshole and i’m hoping that this will open her eyes that a clickbait title and dubious morals and short term solutions with very real consequences

also it’s kinda funny that she managed to lose her two pulitzer winners in like a month