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SVSSS Prompt (Liujiu, possibly BinYuan) where the system has a bug and so the possession of Shen Qingqiu partly fail and so they have to share the body. One dau it's Shen Yuan, the day after it's Shen Jiu. And when one is in control, the other can speak to him and says comments.
Shen Jiu is extremely annoyed that Shen Yuan thinks he's a scum and says "and where are your proofs?"
Shen Yuan: I know I'm right
Shen Jiu: Whoa what a argument!! You must be a genious. You think you are right so it's obviously the ultimate truth. Sorry but for me you just say bullshit until you shows actual proofs. Wait..you CAN'T because there are NO PROOFS.
Shen Yuan:…
-Later-
Shen Yuan: Stop horribly mistreat Luo Binghe.
Shen Jiu: Horribly? You are aware that Liu Qingge beat the shit of his own students? But no it's me who is horrible. are you sure that you are not exaggerating things? I'm not coddle the little beast so i'm bad?
Shen Yuan: THE FAKE MANUAL!
Shen Jiu:…What?
And they do search and realize that someone has put fake cultivation manuals in Shen Jiu's stuff. But who did that?
Shen Jiu: SO?
Shen Yuan:
Shen Yuan: I'm sorry
-Later-
The mission happens while Shen Yuan is in control of the body and Shen Jiu is annoyed because of what happens. (being captured and half naked) and does sarcastic comments no stop.
Shen Jiu is in control when he saved Liu Qingge, with advices of Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan is in control during the demons invasions and Shen Jiu is REALLY REALLY annoyed when he's poisonned, because it's his body dammit. And he already lost his body autonomy half of his time and now THAT?
Shen Jiu is in control when he wakes up and struggle to be correct with Luo Binghe but tries to because 1st) Shen Yuan doesn't stop telling him to be nice and is annoying 2) no way he'll waste food.
Shen Yuan: we could let him live in the little room in the house?
Shen Jiu: I'M NOT SLEEPING NEAR OF ANOTHER MAN, EVEN A TEENAGER!
Shen Yuan: He'll be in the other room
Shen Jiu: NO! I'll be putting him back in the dormitary and that's all! And what do you think people would think if i let a student sleep in my house and cook for me?
Shen Yuan: if the others doesn't bully him ok
Shen Jiu: i'll never coodle a student and i'll not start with him.
Shen Yuan! And Yingying?
Shen Jiu: ARE YOU GOING TO ACCUSE ME OF THE WORST TOO?
-Later-
Shen Yuan: Liu Qingge acts as a cat
Shen Jiu: Because he wants me to pay attention to him?
Shen Yuan: yes but also because he let dead magical beasts in front of your door, so we can eat good meats for our cultivation.
Shen Yuan: it means he loves you
-Later-
Luo Binghe got attached to his shizun, like really attached. Meanwhile Shen Jiu reconcile with Liu Qingge.
Shen Yuan always accepts food from Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu is annoyed because that's not correct to play house with a student. ("and that's me who is accused of favoritism")
When the conference happens, the system tells "Binghe must fall into the abyss"
Shen Jiu: He's a half-demon, right?
Shen Yuan: HOW DID YOU GUESS IT?
Shen Jiu: why would he have to fall into the abyss if he's not?
System: User, you'll have to push him into the abyss!!
Shen Yuan: wait if i calcule things…THE ONE IN CONTROL OF THE BODY WILL BE ME!
Shen Jiu: lol good luck
-Later-
Shen Yuan, actually in control: HE'S ALREADY COME BACK
Shen Jiu: SHIT SHE'S HERE!!!* after have seen Qiu Haitang*
Shen Jiu: Wait Liu Qingge protects me?
Shen Yuan: I mean yes? He likes you? He's a good shidi?
Shen Yuan: And what happened with the Qiu Family.
Shen Jiu *too busy to have a panick attack*
Shen Yuan, to people: ok put me in prison
Shen Jiu: NOOOOOOOOO
-Later-
Luo Binghe: *rips Shen Qingqiu clothes*
Shen Jiu:*PANICK ATTACK X10000000*
Shen Yuan: BREATHE!!
Luo Binghe: (i scared him that much?)
-Later-
Shen Yuan: I'm will detonate myself
Shen Jiu: THAT MY BODY!! LET THIS UNSTABLE BEAST DIE! FOR THE WORLD!
Shen Jiu: *is still scared by what happened in the prison*
-5 Years Later-
Shen Jiu, waking up in his body, in Luo Binghe's bed: ….Fuck *process to have the biggest panick attack of his life since he killed the Qiu*
Shen Yuan, wakes up in his new body: …wait did Shen Jiu is in his body? He's really dead? =(
Shen Yuan, learning that Luo Binghe kept the body for 5 years: Fuck he must be.
Shen Yuan, learning that Luo Binghe kept the body of Shen Jiu in his bed: OK THAT'S BOY NEED THERAPY!
Liu Qingge takes Shen Jiu away and Shen Yuan still sacrify to protect him when Luo Binghe arrives to the sect to take him back.
Luo Binghe is like "two Shizun, i'll take them both"
Shen Yuan: No, he's fucking terrified by you. I come and you let him.
Feel free to use this idea =)
#svsss fanfic prompt#svsss prompt#shen jiu#shen yuan#shen qingqiu#the system#liu qingge#luo binghe#svsss#scum villian self saving system
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lil joel x reader drabble
sexual tension and some nudity. we all know what's coming next.
Okay but what if you don't really know Jackson!Joel, you just nod at him whenever you pass him by in the street (because that's what you do in Jackson), and you know nothing about him except what everybody knows: he walked all the way there with the girl, he's lethal, he's Tommy's brother, he's fucking dangerous, but when he looks at Ellie he smiles, and when she reads him puns from that book of hers he laughs, and it's the sound of someone who has longed to laugh for many, many years.
So one day he delivers something to your door. I don't really know what, maybe soup or something, and when you accept it, your fingers touch, and you lose your grip for a moment, and you spill it all over his plaid and jeans.
"Shit, oh shit, I'm sorry, I'm so fucking clumsy!"
"Don't worry about it, no harm done."
"Dammit, it's all over your clothes!"
"It's okay."
"I'm really sorry!"
And somehow he ended up inside your house, carrying the pot or whatever to the kitchen, where he puts it down, before assessing the damage. He takes off the plaid, and the t-shirt underneath is fine.
"Gimme that, I'll clean it for you."
"You really don't have to."
"I want to," you stress. "It was my fault. Come on, jeans too."
He has already handed you the plaid, but now he's shaking his head.
"Joel, I insist. Go home, get changed, bring me back the jeans."
"I only have this one pair."
"All the more reason for me to clean them!" you point out as you turn your back and go to the sink, turning on the water and putting down the plaid. "Come on now, you think I haven't seen a guy in his undies before?"
You try to make your voice light, but you know you failed. It has been a long time since you last saw a man in his undies, and a man like Joel Miller...
You hear him taking off his boots, then the rustle of his jeans, finally the belt buckle hitting the floor with a low thunk. When you turn around to accept the pants, you stop still.
Except for the t-shirt and socks, he's naked. The hem of the shirt just about covers the little round of his belly, and you can very plainly see the dark hair running down between his legs, where his cock and balls hang snugly against the mass of hair.
You gulp, and realize that you have stared at his crotch for longer than is considered polite. When you meet his gaze, you see that he is teasing you. He's not even holding the jeans in front of his crotch, oh no, his hand is resting comfortably at his side.
"You do realize that I can't go out like this?" he asks you in a low voice that makes the hairs at the nape of your neck stand up. You nod, stupefied.
"And that I'll have to wait here until my pants are dry?"
You nod again. He takes a couple of steps towards you, and hands you the jeans. You accept them, hand trembling slightly, and turn around quickly to shove the jeans into the sink, along with the plaid. You look for the soap, the drain stopper, and splash water on the floor.
"You need any help?"
Joel is suddenly right behind you, startling you as one of his hands come to rest on your waist.
"I'm good," you manage.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I'll just let these soak..."
You turn off the water, and take a deep breath. Okay, here goes.
Slowly, you turn around, your hip grazing his cock that doesn't seem to limp anymore. Joel takes a step closer, trapping you between himself and the sink.
"They gotta soak for a while," you tell him quietly, before clearing your throat. "For quite a while, in fact."
He smirks, and leans in to press his lips against yours.
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The Situation Room
Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: After a mission almost gone wrong, Tony brings back Bucky's former assistant, who is also Bucky's ex. Can they work together without hurting each other? Will the whole truth about their break up finally come out?
Avengers AU where Thanos never happened.
Chapter 7
Note: I'm sorry it has taken so long to update this. I'm still struggling with everything but am trying to keep moving.
I hope it doesn't suck.
Warnings: swearing, angst
A terrified scream woke Bucky from his fitful sleep on Radar's couch. He was up and on his feet in seconds, trying to figure out where it came from until he heard crying. From her bedroom.
He stood still for a moment, debating if he should check on her or give her space when she screamed again
"NO! John! Please stop, I don't... No don't hurt him. BUCKY!!!"
At that he bolted into her room to see her twisted up in her sheets, fighting to get loose. He stopped cold at the edge of the bed and softly called her name, trying to ease her out of the dream instead of jolting her out.
She didn't respond so he said her name a little louder but when that didn't work he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch her shoulder.
She grabbed his arm and flipped him over her and onto the floor on the other side of the bed. Sitting up in bed she looked around wide eyed for her attacker before hearing Bucky coughing "okay okay, uncle!"
Radar felt her back spasm and groaned "dammit Barnes you know better."
Bucky grunted "Right, sorry. Its been awhile, I forgot you have a hair trigger." He groaned as he pulled himself up.
She looked in the direction of his voice and watched him pull himself up to sit on the bed. "Are you alright?" She asked sheepishly and winced when she sat back.
Bucky nodded "I'll live." He saw the pained look on her face. "pulled your back again?"
Radar nodded "It's been awhile since I tossed a super soldier around."
"I tried to wake you without touching but it didn't work. You were having a nightmare."
Radar looked at her hands in her lap "Sorry. All this stuff has brought some unpleasant memories back. You should go back to your room so you can sleep."
She tried to smirk but he could see the pain in her eyes, hear it in her voice "Maybe call one of your girls to tire you out."
Bucky shook his head "Give me a little credit. I just found out that the woman I love never cheated on me and I fucked everything up without even giving her a chance to talk. Now I know the truth and plan to do any and every thing that I can to fix what I broke."
Radar sniffled "I don't know if we can go back. Sometimes it's too late and we can't go home."
Bucky bristled "No. No, I can't accept that. I've been miserable for 2 years and I'm not going back to that."
Radar shook her head "Ok, ok. I don't want to argue in the middle of the night. Let's just try to get some sleep and we can talk in the morning. After sunrise and coffee."
Bucky smirked and started to stand "Sounds like a good start. I'll be on the couch."
She grabbed his hand and spoke softly "Wait. Buck? Could you stay with me?"
His smirk grew to a real grin "Of course doll, anything for you."
He laid down next to her and pulled her into him, burying his face in her hair and sighing softly at her familiar scent.
Radar woke up to soft snoring in her ear, a vibranium arm wrapped around her waist and something poking her lower back. She tried to wiggle out of Bucky's grip without waking him but he just pulled her closer and grinded into her with a small moan.
She sighed "Bucky? I-"
"Ssshhhh, doll. 10 more minutes." He mumbled into her hair before pulling her onto her back and trailing his hand down her torso while kissing along her neck. "So sweet, I-"
Bucky pulled back abruptly, blushing "Shit, sorry Y/N, I had a dream and. Nevermind." He sighed "Sorry if I overstepped. I'll slow down."
Radar didn't know what to say, her body was responding to his voice and scent but she couldn't let it go any further. "It's fine, just a dream, nothing real."
Bucky wanted to argue that with her but it was too early.
When Radar woke again she was alone in her bed, she felt sad and relieved all at once but didn't have time to dwell on it because Bucky came bursting into her room with a tray full of breakfast foods and coffee.
Bucky grinned at her "Good morning, doll. I thought you might be hungry."
She smiled back and nodded "I could eat"
She sat herself up and dug into the food he brought.
Bucky leaned back and watched her, trying to build his nerve before speaking again "So, there's nothing going on today and I was hoping we could spend some time together. What do you say?"
Radar gulped before giving him a soft smile. "I would love to spend some time together but I do have plans today." She looked at the clock "In fact I need to get moving."
Bucky felt his heart drop "Oh, right of course. Well, I'll get out of your way and-"
Radar grabbed his arm "Hey, don't be like that. I really appreciate your support last night. I've missed you, I miss us but there's a lot of water under that bridge and we can't just jump right back where we were. It's gonna take some time."
She kissed his cheek "My plans from today were made weeks ago, just time with a friend. I'll see you at dinner tonite?"
Bucky nodded and tried to feel positive about the whole thing. "At dinner." And left with the tray and dirty dishes.
Radar took a long hot shower, thinking about the recent developments and considering whether her and Bucky could start again after everything that happened.
Bucky went to the kitchen and cleaned their dishes before sitting down at the breakfast bar with a cup of coffee. He tried to push down the fear of trusting Radar again, knowing that it wasn't logical. It was hard to convince his heart that what it had believed for so long was wrong. Steve and Sam came back from their run and tried to convince him to give her a second chance then were teasing him about brooding when Thor and Loki showed up.
They were all chatting when Radar entered the kitchen, dressed comfortably in jeans, a leather jacket, a t-shirt and sneakers. She winked at Bucky before walking up to Loki and giving him a hug. "Hey, Lokes! You look dapper." She eyed him up and down in his deep green suit.
Loki kissed her cheek "Are you ready, love? Let's see if we can stir up some trouble." He looked over at Bucky and winked.
Radar laughed and took his arm "See you boys later." before they boarded the elevator and were gone.
Bucky sighed. Steve looked over "You ok, jerk? Did you two talk last night?"
Bucky nodded "Yeah, I'm alright. Part of me just wants to propose before she gets away from me again but she said we can't just pick up where we left off. I had hoped to spend the day together but she obviously had plans. I'm just all turned around right now."
The alarm on his phone went off and he shook his head "time to see Raynor. Won't that be fun."
Sam chuckled "At least you have something new to talk about."
Bucky looked at him oddly "Are you kidding? Y/N is almost the only thing I ever talk about. Especially since she came back."
Radar and Loki wandered the city for awhile before stopping to have lunch. Loki tried to be smooth but missed his mark
"I notice you're on more friendly terms with the soldier. Is reconciliation in your future?"
Radar sighed "I don't know. I still love him but there's been a lot of negative recently and I don't know how to get past it. It was one thing for him to be upset that I returned and he wasn't given any choice but the way he went out of his way to try and hurt me. Having his girls come up to the living quarters to meet him, instead of the lobby and telling them I wasn't anyone important."
She shook her head "I know it was out of hurt but he never even tried to talk to me or listen to me until he heard it from John."
Loki shook his head "Tsk, tsk, you Midgardians have a knack for making everything more complicated than it needs to be."
Radar looked at him with her head turned sideways "Why? What do you think I should do?"
Loki smirked "Well....."
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In Dr Raynors office, Bucky spilled everything that happened in the last few days and how he felt about it all, then sat and stared while waiting for her response. He sighed as she wrote in the book.
"I just wish we could forget the last 2 years happened and be happy again."
Dr Raynor looked at him "But you realize they did happen and your break up was quite traumatic for both of you. You both need some time to accept the whole truth that you have just learned.
No one wants to hear this but you need to give her some time and if it's meant to be-"
Bucky scoffed "It'll work itself out. Right. So I just sit here in limbo, waiting for her to decide. Great."
Dr Raynor looked at him sympathetically "It's a start. I'd be happy to speak to her or you could bring her with you some time. For now, times up. Think about it."
Bucky sighed "Sure, think about it. I'll see if she wants to come to one of my appointments. See you tomorrow."
He went back to the kitchen for coffee and ate some cold leftover pizza for lunch, thinking about all of it. He couldn't keep his mind from wandering, wondering what Radar and Loki were up to, hoping they were truly just friends.
When Sam and Wanda came down to start dinner, Bucky helped them to keep himself busy instead of listening for the elevator so when the doors opened he hadn't been paying attention, he was too busy joking with Sam.
Radar and Loki walked out, laughing and holding on to each other before they realized there was an audience. Loki smiled and winked at Bucky while Radar looked down at her hands before looking up and smiling at Bucky.
"Smells good, when will dinner be ready?"
Sam smiled "About 30 minutes"
Radar bounced "WooHoo! Enough time for a shower. I'll be back."
She looked right at Bucky again, smiling "Save me a seat?"
Bucky grinned "Always, doll."
That grin didn't leave his face as he watched her walk away. He hadn't looked forward to a meal this much since she left.
Sam chuckled "Damn, Terminator's got it bad and I think our Miss Radar does too." He started singing "Love is in the Air" like a cheesy lounge singer, or Robert Goulet.
Bucky blushed and flipped Sam off before starting to set the table, trying to keep busy while waiting for Radar and pointedly ignoring Sam's singing.
30 minutes felt like forever.
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Chapter 8
#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes fanfiction#james bucky barnes x reader#james bucky barnes#bucky barnes x you#angst with a happy ending#james bucky barnes x y/n#bucky barnes x female reader#the situation room
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Hi Ashlie it's lil anon again 💗 I hope you have adjusted to your meds and had fun experimenting with gouache... That sounds cool, I wish I could do that but too bad I don't have a single creative bone in my body 😭 it's okay I'll stick to playing viddy games...
There is something I want to bring up for your consideration that's been bouncing around in my head. When Hansuke mentioned that it was hard for him to get into medical school despite his excellent grades, people concluded that Yui must have stood in his way and Hansuke's mother probably made a deal with her, correct? That felt like such a relevant tidbit that will come up again, because otherwise why the effort to draw those panels. So... I think there might be a parallel to Nol here. We know he is going to spend the 4 year time skip abroad, right? But how will he get there, when Yui is so opposed to it and needs to keep him under her thumb? So 🤔 I've been thinking maybe Rand makes a similar deal with Yui so she lets Nol go. Not sure what the details of the deal will be, but it could even be something like "I'll get the kid into any school he wants if you step down from the CEO position within the next 5 years and let Kousuke take over, and don't plot anything against me ever again". It's a big sacrifice, but it feels like Rand had some extremely harsh realizations about how miserable Nol is after finding his scarf in the pool, and then finding him bleeding in the snow and the Ivan the Terrible reference. It feels so much like he has reached his end, "it's not my message to pass along anymore" felt so pointed. I also keep thinking about how guilty Rand must be feeling. He didn't only fail his own son, he failed to protect NESSA'S CHILD ;A; someone so precious and important to her, someone she loved so dearly. Even if it was unspoken it's clear that she counted on Rand to take care of their son when she couldn't anymore, and he failed her miserably. Gawd just thinking about that makes me wanna cry 😔😭💔 So maybe this will be what pushes him to step up and actually do something useful for his child, maybe that deal will be his self-sacrifice. What are your thoughts on this? I know I might be reaching, it might be Yu Jing's article that will help Nol go abroad, and I'm very aware of the death flags surrounding Rand, and maybe he'll just die or Yui kills him and that's that. With Kousuke having all these realizations it's not unlikely that Yui gets rid of Rand so they don't become allies. But I don't want his death to be so... pointless, I guess? BE A FATHER EVEN IF JUST ONCE IN YOUR LIFE DAMMIT ;A;
On a lighter but similarly emotional note, when do you think Shinae and Nol are going to be on a first/real name basis? It might be just me but I feel like it's coming 👀 It's been said a thousand times (and good, let's manifest it 🤞🏾) that they must be on the same page by the end of season 1 for the story to flow smoothly. And that must include the names as well, right? Because the names are a big part of the distance between them and to Shinae, "Yeonggi" isn't enough anymore, she wants "Nol". And, in theory, he must first accept his name before he is comfortable with her saying it, but maybe the other way around would work better. If he lets her into the circle of people who can call him Nol even if he isn't completely ready for it, maybe that will actually be the important first step to accept himself. Because if Shinae accepts that side of him and doesn't think he's horrible, then he can't be that horrible, right. Basically a you don't have to love yourself for other people to love you and with time you can see yourself through their eyes and find that everything you dislike about yourself doesn't make you unlovable because they love you regardless type of thing. Does that make sense? I hope you understand what I'm trying to get at 😅 He also doesn't want to be vulnerable and open up as Yeonggi, it's not part of that persona. But maybe once she is on the Nol side for good, he can be more honest, because she is already there so why not. Not that he'll immediately tell her everything, obviously, but just be more honest dude just tell her that you're scared and not ready for certain conversations yet instead of putting up a front! But either way regardless of when, the moment they say each others first/real names is going to be SOOOOOO meaningful so vulnerable so intimate I will simply die on the spot I will just explode 💥 -lil anon 😼 (who still can't keep their messages short)
Lil Anon!!!!! 💗 Okay, ngl I am a big proponent of "creativity is very much a skill anyone and everyone can learn" just that some of us (and myself included lmao) need a little more effort to learn. But also gouache is so fun because I'm realizing so much of painting is about the insinuation of things, rather than painting out every detail? And it's so amazing to me to watch those things come together!!!! But also.... I am not great at video games so I guess at the end of the day we really do have our strengths and weaknesses huh? alfjakjfjfa LMAO :3
Also heads up, the last part of this response will have FP 238 spoilers!
Oooohhhh this is such an interesting thought that I HAVEN'T thought about, but I HAVE been thinking a lot about Rand (I have this messy post in the works about him because as much as he makes me angry I find him really interesting in that, like every other character, he is very much someone trying to survive and his struggles to do so have had a lot of ramifications - especially in failing to protect his son with Nessa. I understand why people hate him but I just have SO MANY FEELINGS and like how... maybe a selfish part of him kept him near, even if he couldn't be a good father to him because of Yui, because he reminded him of her, and how maybe as Nol grows up he continues to see so much of himself in him, and how in Rand's eyes that probably is bad because he very much ended up trapped, he very much lost what he loved, he has very much lived in isolation. But that's a whole other thing but the point is: Rand is on my mind so this is a very welcome question!!!!)
I'd never considered the possibility of a parallel because I guess I'd just sort of assumed that information was given to us to show us how far Yui is willing to go, that she was interfering with her own nephew's career in order to - probably - lord something over her sister, to force her to do whatever it was she wanted, that we are meant to further understand that Yui is so unstoppable even her own sisters can't do anything, and that this isn't the first time Hansuke's career has been on the line. BUT WITH THAT SAID it would make an incredibly interesting parallel! I think in a lot of ways Rand did think he was doing what was right, what he could do. I think a lot about what he said when Nol pleaded guilty, about how he should have sent him away to a boarding school and that as much as a lot of that was said out of actual anger and agitation, at the end of the day Rand cares so much because he loves Nol, even if he was never allowed to act on it, even if he had to repress it and keep it bottled away where it began to fester. Something I think a lot about parenthood in general but esp in ILY is that no one has the foresight to know how things will work out, so parents are doing what they think is best. Often they are wrong, they make mistakes, but again, we are only capable of trying to learn from our mistakes, we can't see how things would play out. Would Nol have been safer at boarding school? Would he have actually been out of Yui's reach? But that's a whole other post (that is coming)
THAT SAID I think yes Rand carries a lot of guilt and knows that he has not been able to protect either of his sons the way he wishes he could have and now he is at this sort of.... fork in the road. Until now, Nol was so very alone, has been surrounded by people who can't be trusted, people of this society who would sell him out immediately. But Rand has seen in Shinae and Nol this connection that maybe he even recognizes much like the one he and Nessa had, that Shinae is very much like she was in her willingness to reach out to and protect Nol, her willingness to stand up for him against even the scariest opponents. In the same night he nearly lost his son, he saw how many people rallied around him, were willing to stand by his side and wait for him to wake up and I think that, yes, it gave him this sense of understanding. Nol is no longer alone, and while it's not him at his side, he knows that the people who are will fight for him, are people who truly love him the way he deserved all this time. And I think that's yes why he is willing to transition out of Nol's life - because he knows that he hasn't been able to provide him the protection he needs. That he CAN'T.
And the idea of him sacrificing himself for Nol's sake (and frankly, Kousuke's, too) would be interesting, because I very much think Shinae will "sacrifice" herself to Yui in order to protect her father, will take up Yui's offer if it means keeping away from her family. What an interesting parallel it would be, too, for both of these people who have put themselves in harms way to protect those they love (I know Rand doesn't seem it, but I think he is a person who has very much been a victim of him circumstances and that he has reached a point in this story that he is willing to get hurt to protect them, that he is finally openly fighting back the way he can in an effort to protect them).
I honestly.... HATE the theory about Rand dying even though the death flags are everywhere lmao ;_____; I feel like I'm constantly closing my eyes to them because I cannot bear to think of what it would mean for both Nol and Kousuke, for neither of them to get that closure. I hate the thought of Nol being left a literal orphan, of Kousuke never knowing that he was loved, like it KILLS ME but it really feels like we're hurtling there and aflkjkafjkafjkaf [SCREAMS] I'd so much prefer that like... Rand have a heart attack that incapacities him or something ;A; - especially because Nana has her own death flags and again, the thought of Nol just being left with NONE of his family?! GOD THAT KILLS ME.
But also I am very much in favor of Rand making such a sacrifice. Something I've been thinking about is that a lot of why Rand's hands were tied was because he was trying to get this far - and now that he has, now that Nol is in safe hands, maybe it IS time to make a sacrifice, to step out of Nol's life and "set him free", if he could give Yui something she wants enough to let Nol go. The thing is.... Yui is very much aware of the effect Nol has on Kousuke, and why it's necessary to keep him around, but perhaps with what Kousuke is learning, that won't remain a matter? I think there is a LOT that is up in the air right now, but I do think we are at a point where Rand COULD make that kind of offer, where he can finally face Yui and fight back in his own way and do something to set his son free of all of this. I think I lean more sympathetic to Rand than most do but I would love to see him take an action that can actually demonstrate to Nol that Rand has always cared, that until now he didn't have other options, that until now he'd thought that this was the safest route.
(But honestly? What was ;__________;)
I JUST WANT TRAGIC FAMILY CLOSURE SOOOOOOOO BADLY AND IT HURTS ME THAT WE MAY NEVER GET IT LMAO ;A;
BUT ON A LIGHTER NOTE YES YES YES ALL OF THIS YEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS ;A; once again and as always YOU GET IT YOU TOTALLY GET IT!!!!!!!!
I think Nol and Shinae's story is VERY MUCH a matter of like.... yeah, you don't have to love yourself to be loved, that's bullshit, we all know it's not true. That maybe you can learn to love yourself by being loved. That maybe through the process of being loved you can start to see yourself through their eyes, the version of yourself that they see and love and that it can make that version of you come to life. That even though Nol sees himself as this unworthy monster, that he has been made to feel like he's nothing, a nobody - she can show him that he's something, somebody, she can say his name with an affection that no one else has ever said it with, that she can breathe new life to something that was taken from him and ruined.
I think we VERY much are approaching that point and Nol learning that Yui has been drugging even Kousuke honestly may be the beginning (or again I might just be being very hopeful). I keep reiterating that Nol needs to know this goes beyond him. I want Shinae to get to sit down and talk to him - not just about their feelings but about Yui, that even before Yui knew about their attachments, that she was already put through hell. Tell him about Kousuke's birthday, something that shows Nol even if he leaves Yui already has her claws in her, was already interested even before it involved him. Tell him about the offer because she will end up taking it one way or another and it's better than he knows how, so he's reminded how much she hates this woman, too.
And maybe if Nol can see that it's more than just him, maybe he can see that there is no point in pushing her away. And if that isn't enough, maybe she can convince him how very much they can't ignore any of this, to prove to him how badly she wants to know him, Nol, to see him and meet those secret parts of him he doesn't want anyone to say. To say the name that has felt like a lashing so many times used by everyone else in a way that takes it from nothing to something and makes him want to hear it move. To say her name again and be so familiar (so SO familiar god PLEASE) ;A;
Like IDK I know we've had this conversation a LOT lmao but it just feels like it's two steps forward five steps back if we don't get that closure if they don't have that talk. No one is asking for or expecting him to share everything - to just open up enough to show that he wants to. To admit his fear. If Shinae saw what Dieter did, that kind of fear, how intense it is, and couldn't connect it to what has happened to her, maybe she could get through to him better but at this point she just doesn't know, doesn't understand why he's pushing her. Maybe now that she's realized her own feelings - and can maybe wonder about his - it might make her think of what he said in the alley about fear and people getting hurt but it's a conversation they need to have directly.
And yes, I feel like even from a metaphorical point, he cannot begin to open up as Yeonggi, as this nameless person. They cannot begin anew with her uncertain what to call him, not allowed to use his real name, while he still calls her Yoo. What's he gonna do, maul her and swallow her heart and still call her Yoo? PLEASE. NO.
I feel like it MUST be coming, that some kind of understanding will be coming, even if they know they are separating for a while, even if they know that whatever is between them isn't something that can happen right now, I feel like they HAVE to separate on a true first name basis, right? ;A;!!!!!!!!!
AND I AM DYING FOR IT. /DYING/ I WANT HIM TO SAY HER NAME SO QUIETLY (AND MAYBE BRUSH HER HAIR BACK FROM HER FACE WHEN HE DOES) I WANT HIM TO TWITCH A LITTLE WHEN SHE SAYS THE NAME THAT HAS CAUSED HIM SO MUCH PAIN AND THEN INSTEAD MELT INTO HER. I WANT IT TO BE SO TENDER, SO INTIMATE, THAT HIS NAME NEVER SOUNDED THAT GOOD ON ANYONE'S ELSE'S TONGUE, THAT IT NEVER SOUNDED SO MEANGINGFUL AS WHEN SHE SAYS IT. The intimacy of being the first person to be allowed to say his name, to speak it with so much affection and care that it can undo what others have done to it, that it can breath back the life that was beaten out of it. ;A; What it would mean for her to say it!!!! That thrill of being allowed to share this very secret part, this very special part, something she is so hungry for!!!!!!
Shinae wanting to know everything about him is honestly SO FUCKING TENDER. Like, yes, that's what happens when we find ourselves liking someone, wanting to know everything, wanting to know about the things we were never present for and what shaped them into the person they are, but for Shinae there's that added layer because he has locked out everyone, pushed everyone away, and she wants to know the secrets he won't share, the parts of him that he hides, she wants to privy to every part of him. She wants him in his entirety, she wants to know him and be just as known and GOD to get to breathe his secret name, the forbidden name, the one he would not allow her?
GOD
I cannot even put it into words i just
[explodes on the spot]
WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO WHEN IT HAPPENS FOR REAL? WHEN HE CALLS HER SHINAE AGAIN? LAKJFKAJKAFKJAFKAKFJJA i can't do this lil anon i aM SO, SO WEAK AND FULL OF EMOTIONS AND TENDERNESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS they make me feel sO TENDERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
#I Love Yoo#ILY Brainrot#ILY FP#ILY Spoilers#ILY Anon#Lil Anon#Nolan Oliver T. Lochlain#Randulph Hirahara#Shinae Yoo#this ask (like all of your asks) gave me SO MANY FEELINGS#but i had to get my Rand post out of the way so i could answer this#it's being proofread but i think you'll see why i had to get it out of the way and why bringing up this possibility of Rand making such a#sacrifice made me SO EMOTIONAL#i have some big big feelings about Rand these days and like.... just his circumstances ;A;#and how so very much of ILY is a tragedy that cannot be stopped ;A;#;AAAAA;
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Lost in a Labyrinth: Part 2
So, why exactly did you show up here again?
Figured you could use a bit of extra help. Guess I figured right.
With all due respect, I think we had things well under control.
Yes, and that's why your friend went flying down a train track and why you ended up in the garbage. Very well under control.
She's got a point.
Ok, so things didn't exactly work out in our favor. Just a little bit of bad luck.
I have no real sympathy. You're the one who turned your back on the Future Foundation to come here on your own. You should have seen this coming.
*Hiro raises his head.
I'm sorry, what? Makoto did what?
I...
Never mind...Try to stay alive and maybe I'll tell you. Unless he decides to man up and tell you himself.
Actually, he doesn't need to. Something's not been sitting right about any of this since the start.
Huh? Wh-What're you talking about?
*Fuyuhiko sighs and rounds on Makoto.
Makoto...the Future Foundation isn't coming, are they?
...
Wh-What!? You mean...you came on your own!?
They're...not close behind...I'll say that much.
Tch...I knew it...Dammit, what the hell happened to you-!
Ok, seriously? I don't have the time OR the patience to put up with this BULLSHIT...SHUT. UP.
!!?
...I don't regret my actions. Even if they're not the most appropriate, can't you just accept that I'm doing what I think is best for everyone? Less people get hurt if we fight in less numbers. I'm just trying to protect my friends.
By pushing them away? Are THEY really the one's you're protecting? And if so, what exactly are you protecting them from?
You know...if you guys were going to treat him like this, we might as well have left you to rot here. No matter what the motive, we're here trying to HELP you.
Boss is just doing what he thinks is best for everyone.
Best for everyone? Or best for himself?
...
...Never mind...I'm antagonizing you for little reason at this point.
What follows? You saying Mukuro will be disappointed in me?
...Sounds like you've been through this before...
*Whitecloak turns around.
Come now everyone. This is not the time for any infighting or judgement. We're in a tough situation, and we can only survive by sticking together.
Feh...Great. Sounds like the Killing Game all over again...
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lets read rgu chapter 19
Last time Utena lost her duel - and with it Anthy - to Touga, and now she's so depressed that she, gasp, wears the normal girls' uniform. "Boo hoo, I was just a normal girl this whole time," says Utena. "I guess I might as well stop pretending to be weird and different."
*strikes the most ridiculous, elbows out, imitation fashion model poses* "This is how a normal girl sits, I think? I am nailing this."
In the student council chambers Miki and Juri are both giving Touga a hard time about it.
"That was a dick move Touga, and you suck."
Even cringefail Saionji's getting in on it. Everyone's ragging on Touga and it's hilarious.
God Dammit Saionji, you were cool for like five fucking seconds.
Meanwhile Utena's still moping about being a "normal girl" in the least normal way possible, and, like, in the anime this bit makes me legitimately feel bad for her, but in the manga version it's just hilarious, and like I get that this is a big emotional low point of the story but I'm pretty sure this is funny on purpose. Like, look at that stupid little face on the would be suitor as he slips past Wakaba to hand Utena his confession letter, and Utena's reaction to it... "Maybe I'll ~try~ going on a date with somone... That's what makes ~normal girls~ happy, right?"
Saionji shows up, and if he could keep his damn hands to himself and stop slapping Anthy around for five fucking minutes he'd really be earning a ton of points with me in this chapter. Like first he slides in doing his knock off of Touga's knock off Akio bit like he's going to neg Utena into bucking up and getting a grip, but he's too bitter and sincere so he can't help but sneak in a 'well now you know how I felt' bit in, and Utena's just leak "boo hoo yeah I dooooooo" and he's so fully taken aback that it like snaps him out of his entire affected personality?
And then there's this whole bit where Touga shows up and hangs all over Utena, half hitting on her and half gloating over how far she's fallen while Anthy just stands there and Saionji disappears. But Wakaba's still there and she's so offended that she tries to throw her glass of water in Touga's face, but of course...
Which leads to Wakaba blaming Anthy for Utena's depression instead of apologizing, and Utena half snaps out of her doledrums to, of course, leap to Anthy's defense, leading to a fight between Utena and Wakaba, and the whole thing's great drama, and for a moment I think that, like in the anime, Wakaba forcing Utena to recognize her feelings about Anthy is what's going to snap her out of her depression. Like, we'll get that cathartic moment of Utena deciding to challenge Touga to a rematch not simply to protect Anthy, but because she wants to be with Anthy herself, and if Anthy's decided she needs to be the champion duelist to do that, then so be it.
But this is Manga Utena, and for Manga Utena everything comes back to Prince Licky-Licky. So instead Wakaba runs off, and Utena goes home, and finds a gift from her prince with a new boy's uniform and a new letter.
And now that she has her man's permission to get over herself and go fight for Anthy, she does.
Yeah, by comparison the anime's choice to downplay Utena's search for her prince and put the emphasis more on becoming a prince herself was a good call.
Meanwhile Anthy's having a sincere emotion about it, and it's been so long that she doesn't even know what's happening.
These pages are great - Utena showing up in her new outfit, Anthy's heart leaping when she sees her, the duel challenge... only slightly brought down by Utena thinking about her prince.
Utena follows up her challenge with a big speech, and Touga accepts, but wants to put an extra wager on things, which Utena agrees to. If Utena wins, Touga will quit the student council, but if Touga wins, utena will be his girlfriend.
The next day the student council is gossiping about the bet, and they all think Touga's taking things too far. Meanwhile, Utena bumps into Touga on campus for a bit of smack talk & in the middle we get like the first sincere dialog from Touga so far, where he talks about his extremely abstract motivations, and...
What a nerd. What a teenager. This is very high school, and yeah it's kind of cute actually, and for the first time in this manga I could actually see these characters working as some sort of friends.
Of course, Utena ribbing him a bit in this moment of unintentional vulnerability causes him to disappear back into his defensive play boy routine.
So the actual duel starts, and I'm just going to rush through it because it goes basically the same as the anime...
Touga has Anthy power up the sword to Super Sword Level 2.
Which cuts through Utena's sword, leaving her with basically just a hilt, calling back to her first duel with Saionji.
Utena clasps her hand over her rose, risking physical harm rather than losing the duel.
She catches super sword level 2 on what's left of her normal sword, and Anthy starts waver.
Utena says she'll protect Anthy even if she gets hurt.
Anthy shuts off the sword's power, shocking Touga who sincerely thought Anthy had no agency what-so-ever (this is more excusable in the manga because Anthy hasn't been pretty blatantly choosing the winners of almost every duel to this point like she had been doing in the anime).
And between losing the sword's power and Touga's momentary distraction, Utena seizes victory.
But while the anime more or less ends the episode there, with Utena and Anthy walking off as the bells sound, leaving a shocked Touga speechless behind them, in the manga a bunch more stuff happens. The castle starts coming down, Dios comes out of the castle to bless Utena's victory, and she recognizes him as her prince, but not as Anthy's brother even though Dios is even more clearly Akio's double in the manga.
And in the most striking twist/divergence from the anime, Touga not only quits the student council, but swears himself to Utena as her follower, like Genos to Saitama. Which is probably sincere but could just as easily be a bid to annoy Utena until she releases him from his promise to quit the student council just to get rid of him.
All in all, this chapter is pretty good. We've been on a strong run since moving away from Miki and Juri.
I'm also not sure where we go from here. We're on chapter 19 out of 27, so I don't think there's really time to do the Black Rose business, but there's a bit much time to go straight to the Akio duel, and in any event need to build up drama between him and Utena first. And if the manga actually follows through on 'Utena's Squire, Touga' then that'll be completely new.
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well apparently angst is in the air today and it bit me too so
i've always examined vince vs jay from his own perspective but what do pule and verica even think.
edit post-writing this: oh this is a hot pile of half-formatted brain vomit. click the read more at your own risk. my goal was to get my thoughts straight, and i did, and now this is a mess and i'm not fucking fixing it
pule did his grieving while he was still human, i think. he never did expect to see jay again, but once he remembers the worst period of his fucking life while sitting next to the two (well, 1.9) people who notable weren't there for it, it's... well, a shock is putting it lightly, i imagine. they know his name, they have the right vibes that, despite the fact he'd never felt them as human like he could now as a warframe with transference, just fit - mostly. not all of it is correct, but enough is, and the second he manages to ask if it's jay, he gets swiftly but gently corrected, that, well, yes, but also it's vince now.
once he finds out Why it's vince now, pule struggles hard with being confronted with the walking, breathing truth of accidentally getting his best friend actually killed for a while still. part of the grieving process gets reset entirely, and as friend fashion show has pointed out so excellently, it does do pule a lot of good to hang out a lot with others (bruiser, notably) that he doesn't have a painful shared past with. the threads he dropped with jay are easy to pick back up with vince, though: sharing old jokes and making new ones referencing stuff only they know, ways of thinking that are still almost identical after years of close friendship, etc. they grew together for a significant formative period of their lives, and that still affects just how suited to be each other's friend they are.
verica has a more complex headspace around this. she actively searched for him, knowing that he hadn't died but instead had become a warframe, even though he stopped pinging on the orokin radars even before she got apprehended and warframe'd herself. there's such a huge chance that he's dead, but dammit, if anyone can do the impossible, it should be the mathematician who'd managed to put a pencil into a pocket dimension between solid reality & the poisonous void. and she's... partially right.
when she wakes up on kelth's orbiter, she's going to think the idiot before her is jay. he'd done it, he'd managed to come back from the dead, and found her scattered clues. and, well, we know it isn't really jay anymore. he doesn't even confess the whole thing, at first - he just says, well, i go by vince now. and she rolls with it completely because why wouldn't she. it's only when the cracks start to show, both in his behaviour and in one certain scene between the three of them that i'm sure i'll die two and a half times while writing before i'll get it just right, that she actually realises that Nope, Not Jay. Not Like That Anymore.
she struggles with even just accepting it in her head, at first - he's so much like jay, pinging Correct in so many little ways, but he's Not, calling him by that name hurts him, and thinking of him as jay is wrong for the person vince is now. she goes through the period of grief she hadn't allowed herself even before everything.
and now, all three of them are in the same space, grieving the shit that happened to them, that one of them had to die, but at least they now have each other again. for reasons mentioned before, bonds with vince are built up extremely fast, and they quickly get to the same level of friendship they were at with jay. they go beyond, even - vince needs them more than jay did, even if he might not want to phrase it like that to not force them into anything, but they respond to it in kind. one of the consequences of the way warframes are fundamentally changed, made more rigid and less flexible, from humans in my lore makes it so that they will seek out familiarity at ridiculous costs. removing the memories from fresh frames was a fix for that by the orokin, but you can't just make something Rigid/Inflexible, apply a Change, and expect it to not eventually pop back into its original shape like memory foam.
pule & verica is also an interesting initial dynamic, i think. pule feels guilty for, well, everything - he's still under the impression that he'd gotten ghosted for life, and the fact that the warframe he'd been glaring at from the corner of his eyes, the one that had looked way too much like the recently-vanished artist octavia to be anything like a respectful tribute, had actually been her all along and he hadn't even bothered to look into it- he does struggle with it. of her own part, verica's shocked to see him at all, didn't realise that he'd whole ass up and volunteer for the program if she also disappeared, didn't realise that sitting down and letting herself grieve with him had also been an option. i imagine she does also initially carry some guilt over this, though she gets over hers significantly faster than pule does, both because it's just Less Significant Levels of Guilt & because she's just way more prone to Alright Oops Let's Move On than he is (hi. musician who's been in public about it here. making mistakes & moving on like nothing happened is a Necessary & Learned Skill. show must go on & all that)
i think pule would initially expect her to be hostile towards him, after he gets over the shock of "holy shit you're a warframe too? holy shit you're That Warframe? i was never ghosted on purpose??". but 1. even if she did have the right to get hostile, which she knows she doesn't, it wouldn't do anything, and 2. buddy friend we're still here after everything why would i be mad about getting this second chance at life. i've already lost my other friends and family and everything from that life, just let me hang on to you and this other idiot with all the strength left in me.
anyway, that's how the three of them become inseparable on an almost-physical level. a true triad. they get a shared bedroom and sleep together in a pile and everything. you'll find out
#vince#verica#pule#deimos triad#rift lore#vince is trying his damn best to suffer melodramatically from main character syndrome and i am perpetually beating him back with a stick#i mean this is still about Him. but not from his POV for a fucking change. interesting exercise.#enough whinging about Character Receiving Disproportionate Amounts of Attention in my tags bye#part of this isn't gonna make sense to anyone who isn't friend fashion show bc i've actually shown them the outline for some of this#but Nyeh. coherency is not a guarantee on this blog and it never will be. asks are open if you want. always up to develop more in detail#halfway through typing this. i already had an outline for collective but actually this is. going to throw so much around in there#and that's a fantastic thing that's a great thing#i feel like i've been missing these key thoughts. i want the difference between jay and vince respected#and this is so much more the way to do it than what i had previously#identity crisis time. for me AND for all of my triad. get fucked.#tag essay oops. condolences if you're on mobile and got carpal tunnel scrolling past this after accidentally opening it
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How about 'are you even sorry?' and 'jokes on me, right?' for the Bakura Atem thing?
I hope you don't mind, but these prompts are perfect to follow-up the one I did earlier.
Wordcount: 721
Atem stormed his way through the front door of the penthouse. How could he have been so stupid?!
Bakura trailed not far behind, his body now fully restored and covered in something the thief had 'discounted' while walking past an outdoor clothing rack.
"Are you seriously going to stay mad about that?"
Atem quickly whirled around, fist at his sides. "Are you even sorry?! What am I saying…of course you're not. You don't even care. The jokes on me, right? 'Haha, I managed to make the Pharaoh care about me. I actually made him shed tears for me. What a sucker'."
Bakura raised his hands in an apologetic manner. "Okay, okay…I took it too far. I'm sorry. Can we move past this already?"
Atem stared dumbfoundedly. "No. We are not moving ‘past this'. I thought-…” He shook his head in defeat. “You know what…it doesn't matter. I don't even know why I waste my time with you. I don't have eternity to throw around like you do. I don't know why I bothered to indulge in any of your madness in the first place. Get out…and don't you dare come back."
Seeing Bakura’s suddenly pained expression…hurt.
"I really am sorry, Tem. What can I do to make it up to you?" Bakura appeared ominously genuine for a change.
Atem winced at the nickname. Bakura only called him that when he was being honest.
"You let me believe you had actually died. You had the audacity to turn it into a prank. I felt helpless…again…and you thought it was funny. You can't make up for that."
Atem turned away and began to head for his room. A pair of hands snaked their way around his waist and stopped him. A head rested against the top of his.
"Please? Name it, and I'll do it."
Atem shook his head as he tried to remain firm in his decision. “No, Bakura…I can’t. This is exactly what Katrina didn’t want happening. She knew you would do something like this. As much as I hate to admit it, I should have heeded her warning and stayed away.”
The arms around him tightened their grip. “Dammit, Tem…I’m really, really sorry. I fucked up. Please. I promise I won’t do something like that again. Hell, I’ll even shake hands and make a binding contract to prove it. I’ll even let you set the terms of punishment for breaking my promise. What do I have to do? Get on my hands and knees and beg like a good little mutt?”
The arms around him withdrew, and seconds later Bakura was on his knees while staring up at him.
“Bakura, what are you-”
“Proving that I meant it. Do you honestly think I would do something so low as to kneel before you of all people if all this is just another lie?”
Atem brought a hand across his eyes, his will crumbling. “Bakura, please…you’re just making this harder…”
He felt fingers interlace with his free hand.
“I promise, I will never again do something that might hurt you in the way I just did. I’ll never make you mourn me again. No more pranks. No more jokes. I swear on my people, I will never hurt you like that again.”
Atem brought his hand down, pulling his other free from Bakura’s.
“No. I refuse to accept such a promise. I will not ask you to magically bind yourself over something like that.”
Bakura stared questioningly. “So does that mean…?”
“I’m not forgiving you…but you can stay. Don’t you dare do that to me again.”
Bakura nodded slowly, then moved to stand, but stopped while looking up as if asking for permission.
Atem's brow furled in confusion. “What are you doing? I already said you could stay.”
Bakura shrugged dismissively. “I dunno…thought since you currently had the upper hand maybe you might be up to exploring some power-play shit. You know…tell me what to do and I’ll obey and all that.”
Atem scowled. “I’m not about to sleep with you after what you pulled.”
“We could work up to it?”
Atem rolled his eyes and walked away.
“Is that a maybe?” Bakura shouted as Atem rounded the corner back to the living room.
There were many things Atem regretted doing in his life…letting Bakura worm his way into his bed on occasion was one of them.
#angst prompt ask#answered asks#bakawitch#longfic au#atem#wind elemental bakura#great follow-up to earlier angst prompt#atem and bakura are roomates that are also casual partners#not to this point yet in longfic#but getting there
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* * #laundromat convo with @mayrarcjas
ike: -sidles closer to cass and penny -
Penny: -eyes isaac closely- Cass: -tugs Penny's arm and moves away, leaving Jake alone with him-
ike: dammit. they always have food on 'em. anybody else holding?
mayra: depends on what you want
ike: oh, you know me. i'm easy.
Cass: You can say that again
ike: -blows a kiss at her-
Cass: -dodges-
mayra: i thought that was my reputation? -snickers- i have a snack pack of peanuts
ike: gimme gimme. -cosies up next to mayra for peanuts like birds do-
mayra: -pulls out peanuts from bag- you don't need me to momma bird them to you do i? 'cause i know we're close but not that close
ike: not unless that's your thing, honeytail.
mayra: no, thanks. -hands bag over- okay, you gotta tell me. what's the honeytail nickname for?
Jake: Since I suddenly feel like I'm intruding, I'll leave you guys to your peanuts! -collects his clean laundry from the dryer and heads out-
ike: -greedily accepting the peanuts, shrugging- what's any nickname for? you seem like a honeytail. i … could elaborate on that but probably not here.
mayra: too pg-13 rated? -smirks-
ike: Heh. No, listen -- I thought it was a bird. Isn't it? There's gotta be some bird called honeytail. Since there's any number of tits.
Cass: I dunno, I'm with Jake. Why am I still watching this? Wanna go, Penny? Penny: do you even have to ask? Cass: We out. -feigns a mic drop even though she hasn't said anything remotely cool-
mayra: do i look like i spend my days watching and learning about birds?
ike: maybe. you're into all that meditation and mindfulness.
mayra: which has to do with an individuals self, not birds. only birds i deal with are the ones Salem brings to me as a gift.
ike: yikes. that cat of yours is a menace. plus she doesn't like me for some reason. but i'll win her over, just you wait and see.
mayra: you can start by getting it's gender right. salem is a he. and he probably isn't a fan of how massive you are. my other kitty is a fan. and that's the one that matters.
ike: -snickers, bumping against her with his hip- that IS the one that matters. anyhow all cats are girls. didn't you believe that as a kid? all cats are girls, and all dogs are boys. maybe i'm just stunted and never got past that.
mayra: my parents were too busy trying to make me the next einstein than teaching me silly things like that. plus, that might be your age showing.
ike: maybe. -shakes the packet of peanuts at her to offer her some- your parents had the wrong idea. you're brilliant in a whole different direction than einstein.
mayra: -holds out hand- well, thank you. i guess i can finally have the recognition i deserve from a different type of daddy.
ike: -groans softly- come on, i didn't deserve that.
mayra: oh? so should i not call you daddy during anymore? -smirks-
ike: you can if you want. but you know that wasn't what i was talking about.
mayra: and you should know, i wasn't talking about that either. -puts hand on his arm- how is it having ember here?
ike: weird. -leans a bit into her touch- i'm not qualified to be anybody's father. if i was, i woulda stuck around when she was little. but it's not like i can … un-be her dad.
mayra: sure you can. -shrugs- blood doesn't exactly make you family. at least, that's what i've learned. but this new world is all about starting over, right? no better time than the present.
ike: yeaaaaaaaah. -slings an arm around her to give her a squeeze and then gives her the rest of the peanuts- i'll figure it out. i just hope i don't fuck her up more in the process. were you close with your folks, when they weren't shoveling you into big brain classes?
mayra: are you truly a parent if you don't fuck up your kid? -leans into him and takes the peanuts, popping a few in her mouth- i wouldn't say close, persay. are we really going to talk about parents?
ike: i wanna know. i mean, if you wanna tell me. the whole, uh… -twirls his fingers- 'einstein' thing sounded like it was pretty rough.
mayra: -she sighs- my dad was the pediatric neurosurgeon at the children's hospital of philadelphia and my mom owned the biggest marketing company of the northeast region, meaning their child had to be something. i was playing piano without sheet music by the time i was four.
ike: -stops chewing, then swallows hard and leans back to look down at her with his eyebrows raised- sheeeeee-it. you weren't kidding about being expected to be a genius. so they wanted you to go into medicine? business? tchaikovsky?
mayra: -chuckles- they wanted me to work for nasa but i chose a different route. call it the first time i rebelled. i went to MIT for environmental health engineering but ended up leaving …
ike: i didn't know i was in bed with a goddamn genius this whole time. nasa?? that's outta this world. -snorts at his own joke, but subsides at her trail-off sentence- that one didn't work out for you, huh. engineering at mit.
mayra: it's amazing what people can hide, huh? -shrugs & pulls out from under his arm- let's go. it's getting stuffy in here. plus i got a cat to attend to.
ike: ohhhh-kay. whatever you want, honeytail. -trots out with her, reeling her in gently with his arm around her shoulders as they go and completely forgetting his own laundry-
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Good afternoon/morning to me
I started writing this yesterday evening and I finished now so yea.
She blocked me on discord I think. I can't see our message history anymore and she doesn't come up with I try to search her user.
I didn't expect her to do this or this to hurt this much, because I honestly feel like I'm OK most of the time just with sudden spikes of sadness or anger. But this sudden inability to refer to our previous messages hit me right in the gut.
But... Well... Anyway.
I've been spending a lot of time thinking the past week. Obviously, I suddenly have a deep expanse of "talking energy" to fill, so yea.
I've identified that I'm not really missing a person that exists in this world, Rather, I'm missing a concept of a person, or at the very least, just a part of a person, and definitely not the whole individual. I don't miss my ex, I miss an idealized version of my ex, basically. But honestly even beyond that, I don't even really super miss the girl. What frustrates me about this relationship ending isn't the loss of the girl, but the loss of the space that the girl represented.
You see, I'm fairly religious, and so was she-both of us in our church choir and attending regularly + doing the church events. And we also didn't take it so seriously that we couldn't joke about church things. However we also had a lot of similar interests outside of our church: anime, games, etc. And another thing is we were both just really horny.
The resulting venn diagram of a human being feels so rare and was so comfortable to me that I don't know I'll ever find it again. A person who I could joke about a bible verse in today's service, then pivot into sexting just like that. And we had so much in common we fell in love so hard so quickly. Like we were already talking about engagement rings.
Dammit.
I might just be attached to the relationship, but I'm scared the next relationship I build will take a long time to achieve that depth. And I'm sure that it will lack that same dynamic that I loved about talking to her.
But to be positive, maybe that dynamic is a property of me myself. And the girl I'll love will be someone who is willing to accept that part of me. And we'll be able to pivot between all the random things we like freely.
I sure hope so.
Now of course, I'm romaticizing this. She was only really like this with me the first month of our relationship. Afterwards, I know now that she was already cheating and, from my perspective, it was a lot of ups and downs. The downs made her feel so so far away, as she would just blow me off and ignore me. I'm trying to focus on that to attempt to get over her.
She wasn't a very good girlfriend, so I feel like getting over her should be easy. Especially nowadays I have a much stronger support structure than I did back 8 years ago. Additionally, I've spent a lot of time just building myself. This break up almost feels like a test for my mental stability. I feel like I'm winning.
Another thing is that I think I'm gonna be touch starved for a while now. This is crass but it came to me when I was trying to finish deleting all the photos I had of her, and I saw a nude in the recycle bin as I was trying to delete delete everything. It made me realize that I probably won't have that for a while, as I don't really subscribe to one night stands anymore.
But not just intimacy. I probably... Won't have many just... Hugs for a while. Guys don't really get hugs unless girls offer. I distinctly remember getting attack hugged by her when I first visited her and thinking, ah this is the first hug I've had all year? And it was September 30th.
I hope it doesn't take that long again.
But yea. I'll be ok.
I just feel kinda lonely right now.
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...is jeongdo planting memories in seongbin's head. hear me out.
ok first of all I literally almost threw up reading this episode. the music was a cool touch but the way jeongdo was pressing seongbin like "I need to humiliate him" "he's thinking he's better than us bc were being slandered by the media" (which btw way to make your personal feelings seep into the investigation asshole. the media is slandering y'all bc y'all are incompetent pigs. like. sometimes I thought I was going too far with jeongdo's obsession with seongbin but this confirms it for me. he's making it personal. he's making it about himself) "I need to come up with something doesn't matter if I'm wrong" "you were scared of being just like your mother" idk felt so icky to me. literally how dare you talk about his mother like that. how dare you bring up his abuse and purposefully trigger him.
"uuuhh but investigation tactics" if purposefully triggering trauma in people is investigation tactics then they're are abusive end of story lmao fuck off. there's ways to interrogate people without traumatizing them.
anyway.
we know seongbin said "I don't think I would do that". this highly indicates he doesn't remember killing anyone.
God fucking dammit I can't write properly I'm just so disappointed. I hate this lmao
anyway wtf was I saying. yeah he doesn't remember much and so the pressure of a policeman saying "we know what happened even though you don't" can fr just. make seongbin accept those "memories" as the truth. jeongdo may be literally gaslighting seongbin into believing that he did it.
like. idk how relatable this is. but yk that feeling when you don't know if something that seemed to have happened in your childhood actually happened or if it was a dream? also sometimes when I'm asked to recall something I don't remember, often I'll think "I can imagine/see myself doing this" but I'll still not know for certain. does that make sense? now imagine this feeling while being under severe mental distress
what I mean is seongbin is not in the right state of mind to be able to say for certain that he's remembering things. also jeongdo kept pressing and triggering him of course he'll not be stable enough to think properly. his mom just died too and the pigs that tased him are shit talking her.
I'm seriously so upset I might cry. bashi I'm gonna grab your foot when you're asleep.
I'm also so pissed at jeongdo fr IDC anymore. fucking pig I hope he chokes on mud
everyone in this webtoon is an unreliable narrator. so I can safely say that no, we can't be sure those "memories" are even real they could just be jeongdo's re-imagining of the murder
I hope maybe Dr. ju intervenes somehow. as the psychiatrist I hope she can do something. isn't this a thing like in trials? where you can object bc they're inducing the person to think/answer in a specific way? maybe she'll intervene bc his testimony won't be reliable idk whatever
I don't know what to say. this doesn't feel satisfying. the puzzle pieces seem to be falling into place but I keep thinking "this can't be it... it's too easy"
I can only hold on to the hope that I'm right on my meta analysis of the series as a whole and boy if I am right... oh boy...
but on the other hand I literally can't help but think that something's wrong. and idk maybe it's because I keep thinking there's No Way they'll go through this cliched overused and most of all offensive and ableist route. but what if they do? what then lol I'm seriously so sad
I can't even joke about how if there's a twist and it's not seongbin then I'll suck bashi so silly and sloppy like i feel defeated. they're torturing me they don't deserve my tornado blowjob... not now at least. even if bashi defeats the ableist allegations they won't defeat the psychological torturer ones 😔
to the one person who reads these. I'm so sorry this is so messy
#chasing tails#i need a drink.#just realized the visible text makes it sound like jeongdo's some kind of wizard. he's not he's just a shitty cop
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- anyway.
- made my way to Listening Post Bravo, fought past some defences.
- i'm getting a sudden sense of deja vu... descending into the dark to meet with my wayward son... grandson... man, this is fucked.
- there doesn't seem to be anything eldritch around just yet. i'm like 75% sure i'm just going full pepe silvia, but i'm still jumping at shadows here.
- That Doesn't Make Things Clearer.
Danse: I'm not surprised Maxson sent you, he never liked to do the dirty work himself. Cat: Why didn't you tell me, Danse? Danse: Because I didn't know. Until Quinlan got that list decoded, I thought synths were the enemy. I never expected to hear that I was one of them. If it wasn't for Haylen, we wouldn't even be having this conversation.
- ahhh, she's the reason he got an advance warning - she told him to run.
Danse: So what are your orders? Does Maxson even want me alive? Cat: No, but I'm hoping there's a way out. Danse: Don't be ridiculous. I wish Maxson had sent someone else. But that doesn't change a thing. I'm a synth, which means I need to be destroyed. If you disobey your orders, you're not only betraying Maxson, you're betraying the Brotherhood of Steel and everything it stands for. Synths can't be trusted. Machines were never meant to make their own decisions; they need to be controlled. Technology that's run amok is what brought the entire world to its knees and humanity to the brink of extinction. I need to be the example, not the exception.
- god dammit NO! stop saying mean things about my grandson!
---- despite being a very large musclebound man, he really does look so small without his Power Armour
Cat: The empathy that you're showing me... it's a human emotion. Danse: I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I've made my decision. I'm ready to accept the conscequences of my true identity. Maxson's ordered you to execute me, and I'll be damned if I'm going to stand in your way.
- hmm, i wonder which option i'll pick?
Cat: No. I won't do it, Danse. Danse: I can't believe you'd risk your life just to keep me alive. Why would you do that for me?
- oh look, some actual options. i think i'll go with x, maybe try to turn him around on synths in general. gotta get him to a point of being ok with what he is.
Cat: You're the proof that Maxson's wrong. You're a synth, but everything you've done has been for the good of mankind. Danse: You're right. How could I have been so blind? I'm not technology that's gone out of control. I've been a benefit to mankind, not its downfall. Perhaps now that you've opened my eyes, I can consider my next move.
- y'ai 'ng'ngah Ā̴̖̋̕h̴̟͛̋̈́͜'̷̧̈͠t̷̗̎̾ŏ̴̫̽m̴̡͚̈͛̚ h'ee-l'geb f'ai throdog uaaah?
Cat: What's our next move? Danse: The only clear choice is for me to leave the Commonwealth. The sooner I make for the border, the sooner I put this behind me. Take my holotags. Use them to prove that your mission was a success or Maxson will just send someone else to hunt me down. Now, come on. Let's get the hell out of here.
- oh. nevermind, i guess. :(
- at least i have a way to get Maxson off the trail.
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Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 24
"In My Time of Dying"
Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: We pick up right where we left off. And if a demon who just t-boned my car with their semi tried to kill me, I guess I'll just die.
There's been a recap up top for the past three episodes. I get that now it's because there were months between the last one and when this one originally aired, but I WATCHED IT YESTERDAY DAMMIT
I can't believe Dean has nearly died, been declared legally dead (but it was the shapeshifter from "Skin"), and now he's actually dead...and all three occurrences took place in season ONE. I know the Winchesters dying is basically a running joke for season finales, but holy fucking bingle.
Oh Sam...you CAN hear him.
Sam is to John what so many of my mutuals are to Endeavor. Your son is dying and this is how you react to that?
Honestly, Dean getting to see the behind the scenes of every conversation around him is potentially good for him. He might need this.
Poor Baby. I'm having emotions about Sam needing to save this car for Dean to fix once Dean is fixed(/healed). He's really goin through it. First stage is denial. "If there's only one working part, that's enough. We're not just going to give up." Kiddo, you're not talking about the car anymore...
Dean, you're DYING. You don't have to hunt spooky shit right now. Oh god. Is someone else going to die every time he saves his own life? Oh. Oh no...
I don't believe John saying he won't hunt the demon til Dean's okay. Not one bit.
What's in the bag, Sam? Omg a ouija board?
Can't kill death? I bet that doesn't wholly remain true for the rest of the series.
I KNEW NOT TO TRUST JOHN. Fucking hell, John. The fuck do you think you're doing?
I THOUGHT I remembered that Tessa was a reaper. I should have written that down before Dean figured it out.
Oh. I'm...trying to remember how this plays out (it's not GOOD) with John's deal with the yellow eyed demon.
Are they gonna go through all five stages in one episode? Between Sam's denial, the explosive fight between Sam and John, now Dean and John are both bargaining in different ways...Now John's doing the depression phase but masking it as acceptance in front of Sam.
"Been On My Mind": Are you joking?! They were too busy dying or making deals with demons...
"The Parting of the Ways"
Oh, Christopher, I'll miss you. You were truly a fantastic Doctor.
Is...this the first time we get the opening that's more in tune with David's time?
There's a Dalek in the TARDIS? I can't believe they let that happen.
"The Oncoming Storm" is a very cool nickname
This current batch of Daleks being half human and hating their own existence because they're not full Dalek is such an interesting concept. Do they actually do anything with it? I fucking hope so.
I wish these seasons were longer...oh. Oh, I forgot that he tries to send Rose away to safety. Sorry. I got distracted by feels. Anyway, I wish they could get fleshed out just a LITTLE more. It's not a surprise that Rose wouldn't even dare suggest just leaving in the TARDIS and letting history take its course, but I would have rather undeniably felt in my bones "there's no way she'd ever suggest that or let you do that" BEFORE she said it.
It's kind of funny that yesterday, the Impala was all but demolished and all the Winchesters were dying or at least injured, and today the Doctor is telling Rose to let the TARDIS die, become a box that will collect dust, that no one notices. All the while each of these shows have at least 14 more seasons. Still. I'm tearing up at "Have a fantastic life"
The self-proclaimed god of the Daleks taunting the Doctor who is contemplating DESTROYING THE EARTH in order to ALSO destroy all the Daleks is very good. I love an ACTUALLY GOOD "how are you better than me?" from a villain. Because holy shit the Doctor really just said that the (let me unpause so I get his full statement) human colonies will still exist. Humanity will continue in some shape or form...but it's a hard decision to resist becoming what you hate in order to destroy what you hate.
This is an excellent example as to why you'd never actually want to be the Companion. The Doctor's 200k years in the future and dying, and Rose is expected to just carry on as normal. I know Jackie and Mickey don't have any real love for the Doctor, but they can't even show Rose any sympathy during this time?? Come on now.
OOFA DOOFA, Rose telling Mickey there's nothing left for her on Earth in the present is quite a blow, especially considering that he told her two episodes ago that if she expected him to just sit and wait for her, he would.
(I'm so sorry Lynda for completely excising you from the narrative. You didn't deserve that.)
Again. Jack's death is undercut by knowing his future identity.
"Wat are you? Coward or killer?" "Coward. Any day." My heart.
This is such a weird observation, but I'm glad that when Rose cries in this, her makeup doesn't remain perfect. It's not meant to look like she's not even wearing more than eye makeup and lipgloss. Her foundation is being affected, and you just don't see that often.
Ohhhhhhh the Doctor coping with humor as to no worry Rose until he absolutely cannot hide it (though he's also doing a shit job at hiding it now...). Okay I'm crying "You were fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. And you know what? So was I," just GETS TO ME.
HI, DAVID!! "New teeth. That's weird."
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19??? Anon, you little shit! Okay, fine lol. Not giving context either besides that some of these are from fanfics and some original stuff
1.
COACH
Schmidt just went full Winston and got
pet-ernal.
2.
ALISON
Nothing you say is going to change my mind, Dr. Felix.
CHASE
(through gritted teeth)
Oh, it's last names now? Fine, but I'm not helping, Dr. Roberts. Use the damn machine yourself!
3.
Talk or I'll bite you! I'll bite your whole family! I'll even bite your grandma!
4.
And that's why you shouldn't trust strangers that offer you candy, kids. Never know when one might turn out to be a vengeful witch.
5.
It's called a chemical reaction, you fudging sucker!
6.
BEA
So, what brings you to Hell?
DAVE
Oh, my ex told me she would see me here.
7.
If our dumbass friend is doing something dumbass, we are doing that dumbass thing, too, because we are dumbasses.
8.
A BANK OFFICIAL, standing in front of Dedire, pulls his collar as he eyes the porcelain dolls about the room. They seem like each one is staring into his soul.
9.
There’s a cat waiting to pounce when we stop dancing. You see, I’m allergic to cats, or cads, whatever you call ’em.
10.
Snape thought briefly that he might be dead and this was his own personal Hell even though he sort of enjoyed seeing Petunia cry. The situation was all too laughable and miserable at the same time...Maybe the Catholics were right about Purgatory being real?
11.
Haru: Tohru, tell your bf to accept this secret passionate love for Yuki and join the new Yuki Fan Club.
Kyo: I said replace me with her, dammit! Not add her and not get rid of me!
Tohru: Kyo, please, honey, just accept your secret passionate love for Yuki. Also, thanks for adding me guys! Kyo has been complaining about this group chat for over an hour, and I wanted in so bad, but didn’t want to just invite myself.
12.
Virgil ripped his arm out of Remus' grasp.
"Scaring people is my thing, Snidely Whiplash," Virgil retorted.
13.
MC: Loser
Dan: Yeah, what about it?
MC: Oh, um, I didn’t mean it
Dan: Ah, well, I did
MC: Stop, you’re making me feel bad for you
Dan: Good
14.
Wait...I forgot I'm the author of this fanfic. I can just go inside his head. Let's do that (not literally, though, I get a little woozy when it comes to organs).
15.
Today really was a Happy Birthday, wasn't it? Molly thought to herself while jamming to music in her car. I can't wait to get home and tell Toby all about it.
16.
"Another time, I forced everyone to listen to Kidz Bop instead of original songs, claiming they were more Good Place friendly as you do. Another time I said the only people who make it to Heaven are the ones that love the movie Citizen Kane and refuse to watch anything else, so we kept watching it repeatedly as you do. Another time, I forced you to retake French, which I know you hated in high school, cuz I had Janet put a French filter on Chidi's voice...as you do," he rambled off.
"You know adding 'as you do' doesn't make it better...especially as NO ONE DOES THOSE THINGS," Eleanor said, now standing, and looking at Michael accusingly.
17.
His eyes began to water. He slid off the chair next to her. He pulled her into an embrace. She stiffened as he buried his face in her hair that hung near her neck and over her shoulder. His tears were hot as they soaked her sleeve and hair.
18.
Jane attempts to put her hands on her hips, but there isn't room. Instead, she sticks them in her armpits.
19.
"But I-I," Meg stuttered. "NO BUTS! I want you to think about how disrespectful you've been while were gone," Juliet retorted. Olka belly laughed and whispered, "Butts!" Astrid kicked her sister in the shin.
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hi, this is my first ever ask so I'm not sure I'm doing this correctly, if that's the case I'm sorry; I don't know how tumblr works just yet >:')
would it be possible for you to write something about bakugo, pining incredibly hard for fem!reader and initially hating how strongly he feels about her? because they're not even friends, they only exchange few words occasionally and she doesn't even glance at his way whereas he slowly finds himself unable to divert his eyes from her during classes? shes always with damn deku and his friends and doesn't even seem interested in him at all but his heart can't ignore the way she looks at him proudly whenever they spar together, the way she sends him small confident smiles as they fight each other with all they have; so he thinks that maybe, maybe he might have a chance. basically bakugo liking reader so much he's completely lost in self-hatred because he always thought feelings were for weak romantics and not great people like him, but everytime he sees reader doing some badass things (again, like sparring with him and basically matching his skills etc...) he's reminded of how badly he likes reader? but when he finally accepts he's fallen for reader, after ignoring and trying to forget about how she makes him feel, he masters up the courage to confess? and it's a very clumsy confession because he's awkward and has no idea how to deal with those feelings? and he tries so hard to make reader realise he's never been more serious than now? and reader is startled and speechless before rejecting him? and at that point he's just completely humiliated, so he nods and walks away.
it might be a little dramatic but I've always been into unrequited love and one-sided pining. thank you, its okay if you don't want to write about this, i'll understand <33
𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓵 - 𝓴. 𝓫𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓰𝓸𝓾
character(s): katsuki bakugou x fem!reader (my hero academia)
reblogs are greatly appreciated!
a/n: AHHHHH this is so cute <33 honestly this is super exciting for me and this ask made me so happy, lovey. i’m fairly new to tumblr, i’m usually just a reader but i wanted to migrate here from wattpad so this made me so happy. here u are my love <33 i hope this lives up to what u wanted !! :)) a bit lengthy, but i had a lot of fun writing it !!!
summary: bakugou finds he’s rejecting his feelings for you in fear of becoming weak, however he just can’t seem to ignore you.
genre: fluffy, fluffier than the clouds istg, however the clouds are sprinking a little teeny weeny droplet of angst.
warnings: cursing (bakugou, duhh), one-sided pining (on bakugou’s part) second hand embarrassment (on bakugou’s part bc we can all agree he’s a complete idiot when it comes to trying to get someone’s attention), just bakugou being a jackass, i gave the reader a quirk
word count: 3,859
(pls excuse any typos or mistakes, i edited to the best of my ability but i miss some things sometimes !)
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part 2 is here my loves <3
brutal. it was utterly ruthless. he couldn’t focus, couldn’t think right. his hands were already exceptionally sweaty, but gosh when he saw your damn face, he was ready to explode. literally.
what the hell was it about you? was it your stupid smile? or the way you just seemed to carry every battle on your back? was it all the undeniably sweet things you do for others ‘just because’?
it made him angry that he thought about you, but gosh he couldn’t wait to see you every day.
just like any other day, bakugou found himself staring at the large door to the classroom, awaiting the moment you would bounce into his day, skirt shifting around your legs, bag slung loosely around your shoulders.
his leg was bouncing eagerly.
bakugou didn’t know when the feelings came. his cheeks just started flaring up all of a sudden and one day you just looked...different. you hadn’t done anything different to yourself. it was just him. not that he would ever admit that, to you or anybody else.
you were insufferable. you were stupid and obnoxious and so...so damn...
“y/n! come look at this!”
you’d come walking into class just as expected, and as soon as you did, that stupid nerd had called you over.
it didn’t help that deku sat right behind him, either. the two of you had recently gotten closer. bakugou noticed it last month when he yelled at the two of you to shut up about all might and get to work. he’d turned around to find you leaning over deku, hands resting on his shoulders while you peered at his phone.
“sorry, bakugou,” you’d said, barely acknowledging him. you had waved him off like an annoying fly. is that all you were to him? some nuisance that got in the way of your oh-so-entertaining conversations with deku?
all he heard nearly every day was your chipper voice talking to deku. always, “oh my gosh, midoriya, did you see the fight edgeshot was in last night?” or “midoriya! i have something to add to our quirk analysis book!”
that was the one that took the cake. you two dorks shared a notebook, occasionally passed between one another, and filled it with junk about quirks and pro heroes. but no matter how much he tried to tune you out, no matter how he tried to zone off and think about something else, you were always there. it made him want to vomit how much he thought about you.
you were doing an adorable shuffle over to midoriya’s desk and leaned over the table as you usually did while he angled his phone your way. “did you see this hero report?”
deku let you slip the phone out of his grasp to get a better look.
“no,” you breathed. “was this just recent?”
“yeah,” deku said, taking the phone back. “last night.”
“holy—”
“can you guys shut up over there?” bakugou said, his voice quaking.
“sorry, kacchan.” deku scrolled through the article.
dammit, bakugou thought. “i wasn’t talking to you, nerd. i was talking to shitface over here.” he jerked his head towards you. his eyes flared in anger when he saw you were looking down at your phone, now focused in on the article yourself. “i was talking to you, asshat!”
your eyes flicked up to his. you looked around for a moment before slowly pointing to yourself as if to say, “me?”
his face scrunched. “yeah, you. you’re so damn loud.” gosh, he hated how his voice was cracking, how he could feel his ears and cheeks lighting up in a swollen, cherry red. his stomach flipped.
she’s looking at you, gosh i’m sweating. i’m going to throw up. she’s so gorgeous. what the hell? they’re ugly as shit, i don’t think anything of them.
his eyes bore into yours.
“did you...need something?”
your voice broke his trance.
“kacchan, are you okay? you dozed off there for a second. you look like you’re burning up.”
bakugou looked to deku who was currently stretching out of his seat, arm extended. he pressed the back of his hand to bakugou’s forehead. “you’re really warm, kacchan. should we call recovery girl?”
it took him a moment to realize what was happening. his vision got blurry every time he was with you. bakugou smacked deku’s hand away. “i’m fine!” his voice lifted at the end, cracking. “i’m not sick. don’t you think i’d take better care of myself?”
“i don’t doubt you take good care of yourself, kacchan, but everyone gets sick once in a while. there’s nothing wrong with that.”
“i never get sick!” besides, if i got sick, i wouldn’t want you to be the one taking care of me.
he was still pissed. he was always in a bad mood, however, more so right now because you’d gone straight back to your phone and that stupid hero article that was supposedly so damn interesting.
soon enough, the bell rang, and you were seated at your desk. it was jirou’s old spot, however, after much convincing, you two had switched spots so you could be closer to deku. just a few months of getting close to the idiot and you two are suddenly best friends. jirou hadn’t minded one tiny bit, claiming she needed a break from how loud that section of the room was.
late as always, aizawa came trudging into your room. thankfully, his entire body wasn’t obscured by a yellow sleeping bag that smelled of something unwashed and coffee and gasoline. (for some reason, aizawa’s clothes always smelled of it.)
“lucky for you,” he began while shuffling papers on his desk, “all of you are doing training for these first periods.”
the class cheered in perfect unison, followed by their individual chatter. you had erupted with glee along with them, and bakugou was sure he felt his heart clench and then explode. just a tiny bit. but he shoved the feeling down just as quickly as it had come up.
“go out to the field and wait for further instructions. don’t make a sound in the halls otherwise, i’ll expel all of you.”
this shut everyone up in almost a second, the sound draining out just as water does. the first years trailed out into the hall, single-file mimicking the positions baby ducklings would take when following their mother.
bakugou found himself walking faster when he saw you take up your spot in the line, hoping to land his spot right behind you.
unfortunately, this idiot who considered himself bakugou’s friend tugged him back. “bakugou!” a familiar voice rasped.
“shitty hair, let go of me.”
“hey man, chill out. wanna partner up if we’re doing training in pairs?”
bakugou glanced at the line, the spot that should have been reserved for him now taken up by sato.
bakugou tugged his sleeve from kirishima’s hand. “whatever,” he snapped.
“sounds good!” kirishima flashed him a toothy grin and a thumbs-up. the bubbly feeling in bakugou’s chest died down as he stood behind sato, the overwhelming scent of sugar filling his nose, various candies that would go straight to your arteries.
“you smell like ass, damn,” bakugou remarked, squeezing his nostrils together.
luckily, sato was tall enough to not hear the insult, as he towered over bakugou by just another head. the line began moving like a sloppy train down to the change rooms.
bakugou scoffed as he listened to your giggle. he should be making you laugh.
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“you’ll be given partners randomly from this box.” aizawa held up a familiar red box. “inside are all your names. i’ll select one, then that person will come up and pick another name from the box. that will be your assigned partner for today. as soon as you have your assigned partner, i want you guys to get straight to work.”
denki raised a hand, speaking before being called on. “sensei, why are we getting random partners? we’re always allowed to choose.”
“in the real world, you’re going to come across different villains every day. you’ll never improve your skills or your quirks if you keep fighting the same person.”
denki sighed, slumping back.
dammit, bakugou thought, gritting his teeth together. there wasn’t any way he wanted to be partners with you. it’s obvious he’d win the fight in the first few seconds.
yes! exactly right! bakugou internally grinned. his fluctuating feelings had finally soothed themselves. you were just another extra, and he had no room for you in his head.
aizawa took a moment to fiddle with the slips of paper inside the box. soon enough, he pulled out a name. “todoroki.”
todoroki walked up, digging his hand into the box when aizawa held it out for him. he pulled out a name, delicately unraveling the slip. “uraraka, you’re my partner.” he deadpanned.
the brunette grinned. “great!”
the two found their own spot on the field, and the class’s attention was once again diverted to their grouchy teacher as he pulled out another name.
“bakugou.”
bakugou strutted up without a worry in his mind. he pulled a name to find...
“y/n,” he said, voice a low growl. instead of the annoying fluttering in his chest, his eyes met yours, and they were filled with a different, new ferocity. he crumpled the paper in one hand, letting it twirl to the ground.
you looked at him, unsmiling. your eyes gave away nothing, and to bakugou’s knowledge, all you saw in him was another opponent.
it took him a moment to realize you had both locked eyes for about a minute. perhaps the two of you would have stayed as you were if aizawa hadn’t snapped at the two of you to get moving as yaomomo’s name was called.
bakugou was on his way to the back of the field, you followed close behind. while there was plenty of room still, he chose a secluded area. while it was still open enough to view everything going on so nobody got hurt, it was often nobody chose to train here. for whatever reason, you weren’t sure.
“wait up, bakugou,” you said. after a bit, you caught up to him.
“if you can’t keep up, then...” then what? he looked at you from the side of his eye. “then don’t keep up...” gosh, here came the embarrassing, disgusting feeling of redness in his cheeks.
you laughed. “what?”
“shut up.”
“you’re an idiot, bakugou.”
“i said shut the hell up!”
“what, so you can call me shitface in front of the entire class but you get all pissed when i call you an idiot?”
so you had heard him!
he tongued his cheek, curling his hands around an invisible ball, explosions sparking in the centers of his palms. “don’t expect me to hold back, dumbass.”
“i wouldn’t dream of it.”
gosh he loved that about you.
bakugou caught his thought in the air.
ahem...gosh he hated that about you.
you both charged in at the same time. his cry was louder than yours, but you struck first.
he admired your quirk. while he’d overhead you explaining all the drawbacks it had, it was strong, and you were strong because you knew how to control it.
purple arrows flew from your arms, going in your desired directions. if you lost focus for one moment, they’d vanish and weaken. if you focused too hard or long, you’d be plagued by a splitting headache.
he’d spent too much time obsessing over your strengths and weaknesses.
your arrows were weightless, however they were solid objects capable of carrying any mass, any thing, and worked as extensions of your body.
the violet arrow had shot out at him, twisting around his right gauntlet and crushing inwards. it’d snaked around him without him noticing, slithering along his back.
bakugou struggled to get the air-light arrow off his wrist, but it was no use. he glared back, only to see your focused, furrowed brows. he’d expected to see your cocky ass smiling. it was nice to see you weren’t.
that was one thing that had also caught his eye. you never underestimate your opponent, but you never underestimate yourself, either.
you conjured a larger arrow. it snaked around your right arm as you hurled bakugou into the air, releasing your grasp on him. you shot your other arrow into the air, and it raced into the sky.
it swerved. bakugou’s eyes went wide as the tip of the arrow came down on his chest. if they weren’t intangible things, he would have been bleeding out.
another drawback: the arrows, while they could solidify, they couldn’t do any actual damage. you had to use your surroundings to inflict harm on your opponent.
he coughed out as the arrow shot him into the ground. he hadn’t even touched you, and here he was, vulnerable and so...so...
you stood over him, hands on your hips.
vulnerable and so lost in that adorable, winning smile.
“get away from me, idiot,” he grunted and turned onto his side, his back crying out in pain.
“i think i won this fight, bakugou,” you chirped, rocking on your heels.
“don’t get arrogant, shithead. you won’t be winning against me anymore.”
you grinned, arrows shooting out behind your back.
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the dorms were exceptionally quiet. you were typing away in the common room, bakugou on the couch reading. everyone was off doing something else. it was the weekend, luckily. he’d expected you to go bounding out with everyone else, however you’d stayed back, claiming you had some homework to catch up on.
bakugou being classic bakugou had stayed back. he was excited to have the dorm to himself, but your dumbass was stuck here with him. couldn’t you have done your typing in your room?
you were so aggressive on that poor keyboard.
“oi, quiet down with your shit typing.”
you barely grunted in response.
“don’t ignore me.”
“i heard you, mom.”
“the hell did you call me?”
no response. only your aggressive typing is a bit less aggressive.
“i can still hear it,” bakugou remarked, eyes fixed on your back.
“‘kay,” you said. your typing slowed a tad, and your pressure on the keys lessened.
it was quiet now. bakugou should go back to his book. he shouldn’t still be looking for a reason to talk to you.
the pages crinkled in his fingers. he bit his tongue, keeping his snarky comments in.
“you’re a fucking idiot, you know that? doing your damn homework. it’s due tomorrow.”
you turned, pursing your lips. “and how would you know what i’m working on? are you stalking me?”
“i- what? no. you’re such an idiot, of course i’m not—”
“i’m messing with you,” you breathed, face un-moving.
“o-oh,” bakugou stuttered out. he blinked awkwardly.
“gosh, what’s gotten your panties in a twist?”
“you’re annoying.”
“you’re a jackass.” you returned to your work. bakugou settled with reading in his room. reading consisted of jumping onto his bed just as the stereotypical high school girl would in an eighties movie. he buried his face in his pillow, face burning bright red. he cursed you for making him feel this way, and hated himself even more for how much he enjoyed it.
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the next day came swiftly. you’d left early to go train with midoriya. there were many improvements needed to be made, but you weren’t doing too bad.
you propelled yourself forwards with an arrow, and your green-haired friend shot back, lightning flickering around his body.
landing back on the ground, you panted and swiped the sweat from your brow. from the corner of your eye, you could make out both kirishima and bakugou coming to the training grounds.
bakugou stopped in his tracks, frowning at the sight of you.
it was evident he hated you a bit more than everyone else. he was always making his annoying comments, he was always snubbing you. you saw no reason to talk to him, so you didn’t. either way, even if you tried, he would still get angry for no reason.
it’d taken you quite some time to get used to his obnoxious attitude. tuning him out had been the best course of action, in your opinion.
the way you and midoriya had bonded was through bakugou, in a way. the first day of school, bakugou had snapped at you for tripping over your laces and nearly crashing into him. later that day, midoriya had stepped up and apologized for his old friend’s actions.
you two had never been too close until now. the recent incidents going on with the league of villains had snagged your attention, and it seemed you were the only person who didn’t mind listening to him ramble on about heroes.
you were just as passionate and just as dorky, but midoriya could talk your ear off. you never minded, and he always took the hint when you didn’t want to listen.
you brought your leg up, twirling in the air with ease and watched your heel collide with midoriya’s face. he grunted, stumbling back.
you were about to charge in again when a hand landed on your shoulder, big and rough. you turned to see bakugou standing behind you, a scowl on his face.
“fight me again,” he demanded.
“excuse me?”
“don’t act like you didn’t hear me.”
“i’m in the middle of fighting midoriya right now.”
“so?”
“so if you think that i’m just going to ditch my friend because you want to fight, i won’t.”
“you’re being stubborn.”
“i’m being reasonable. back off.”
“y/n?” midoriya rubbed his jaw—right where you had struck him. “what’s going on?” he jogged up to you and bakugou.
“he wants to fight me in the middle of our fight. it’s nothing serious. don’t worry about it, midoriya. let’s just ignore him.”
bakugou made a sound someone would only make if they were choking. “the hell did you just say?”
“we’re ignoring you!” you waved him off and placed your hand on midoriya’s shoulder, wandering away.
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it was new to him, not getting what he wanted. and what he wanted right now was to be around you. again, it wasn’t like he would ever admit that to himself.
“dude? you good? i thought you went off to fight y/n. i was so ready to cheer you on, dude,” kirishima’s chipper voice piped in. “she’s not fighting with you? why not?”
“the dumbass was just probably scared of getting her ass beat by me.”
“dude...that sounds really weird.”
“whatever, shitty hair. let’s go.”
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the clock ticked. his ears were on fire. again.
gosh, it was happening again. it was all you. his face scrunched up, his voice would surely crack if someone were to ask him what was wrong.
bakugou was once again stuffing his face in his pillow, hiding his expression from no one. why did you have to go train with that shitty nerd? why were you always around deku? deku, of all people. what did he have? why was he so great?
bakugou was a man of many insecurities, but losing to deku? that was possibly his biggest fear.
perhaps he wasn’t the nicest, or the most soft person out there. bakugou could admit that, at least. but he was smarter than deku. he was stronger and he was better and people liked him more. right?
what was so...amazing about deku?
it was often bakugou would find himself obsessing over little, insignificant things such as these.
you were what he was thinking of most of the time. just yesterday, he’d gotten a test returned. he was expecting an eighty at the lowest, but more so expecting a high ninety. it’d come back exactly sixty percent.
sixty. percent.
bakugou vividly remembered staring at your face. he also remembered not being able to focus because of it. his grades were dropping because of you.
you were the only person to be able to do this to him.
his heart grew quiet, but the pounding of his didn’t cease. he lifted his head.
“alright, fine,” he said aloud. “you win, y/n. you win.”
he settled with getting over his feelings the way he’d read them in his collection of romance manga.
bakugou left his room and knocked on your door. (he was banging on it, but it was his nice way of knocking.)
you answered, looking around awkwardly. “yes?”
his hands shook. how was this supposed to go? sure, he’d seen it in romance movies and read it in books but it was always easy to tell whether the guy would get the girl or not.
in this instance, bakugou was clueless. for once in his life, he was clueless. you stood, tapping your foot with a hand on your hip, waiting expectantly for him to tell you why he was here.
“um.” he scratched behind his neck. “you uh- i uh...i’m sorry i called you a, um...a shitface.”
“okay? is that it?”
what? come on! it was already unlike him to apologize. what else did you want from him?
“did you...i’ve been thinking, maybe? maybe we could..train together as...friends?”
“...what?”
gosh dammit, as friends?
“whatever, um...the uh...” oh gosh, what did the boys do in all the books he’d read? right! bakugou stretched out his arm, resting his forearm on the door, leaning to the side.
although he didn’t, really, because like the clumsy jackass he was, bakugou missed completely and nearly toppled to the floor.
this earned a snicker from you.
his stomach flipped and churned, and bakugou found himself unable to reach your eyes. “uh, would you maybe..? okay, um. do you want to go on a date with me? you absolute fucking dumbass.”
your eyes flew wide. “...what?”
“no, that’s not what i— i mean i didn’t mean the last part. um, i meant the first part. the first two parts. the part where i was asking you if you wanted to go on a date with me and then before that when i said maybe because it’s still a maybe until you say yes. or...or no because that’s an option too.”
he swallowed.
you resisted the urge to mock him, just a little bit. “um, bakugou, listen.”
he leaned closer. “yes?”
“it’s going to be a no. i’m sorry, but i’m just not interested in you like that.”
it took him a moment to register everything. his shoulders sagged. gosh that was brutal.
“oh, alright.”
“yeah, uh, sorry about that.” you offered him a weak smile, still a bit shocked yourself. he did his best to return it, and when you closed the door, his face was ready to explode.
it was so damn difficult to deal with these feelings, but maybe it was better this way. knowing where you stood on your end, he knew he wouldn’t miss out on anything.
perhaps it was alright to admire from afar. things could happen in the future, right?
right now, he’d just wait. for a long, long time. bakugou pressed a hand to his chest, feeling his erratic heartbeat. maybe it was alright to not have you right now. perhaps he could better himself for you. just for you.
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I'll Take Care of You
Mikey x Black Reader // Tokyo Revengers
Warning: None, Just Fluff and a little Crack.
I'm writing this because I'm sick and I need comfort. Please enjoy, this is my first real One-shot. So please be nice😫
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It was getting late and Mikey still hasn't heard from you. This wasn't normal behavior; not even an emoji.
He got worried and decided to finally head over to your place. He need to make sure you were ok.
He knocked on the door no answer, he knocked again and still no answer. He found the spare key that you hide under your pot and unlock the door.
He walks in to see a mess in the kitchen, but still no sign of you
"Dammit, where could she be"
That's when he heard light snoring coming from the bedroom
He walks in and sees you. The sight of you relieve him but also made his heartbreak.
There was used tissues and medicine everywhere.
He sits on the bed beside you. Accidentally startling you awake.
"Mikey?" Your sickly voice called out for him.
"Hey, I'm right here baby"
"What time is it?"
"7 in the afternoon"
"What? Seriously!" You sat up looking at your phone for the time.
You saw all the missed calls and messages. He was right, it was 7:35 in the afternoon.
"Angel, how long have you been sick for?"
"A few days, but today had been the worst."
"Why didn't you tell me."
"You've been busy with the gang, and I didn't want to get you sick."
He takes your hands "You are my first priority. Everything else can wait"
You gave him a faint smile before coughing
"Have you eaten yet?"
"No"
"I'll go make you something."
Before he got up you grabbed his arm. "Thank you baby"
He kisses your forehead "Of course darling, your man's got it from here."
You laugh at his corniness. He gets up and walks into the kitchen.
You lay back down looking through your phone, to see all the missed calls and messages you had. Most of them was from Mikey.
A few minutes passed when you smelt something burning. You ran into the kitchen to see Mikey fanning the fire alarm with smoke everywhere.
"What happened?"
"I burned the soup."
"How did yo~" you stopped yourself, remembering Mikey can't cook to save his life "Nevermind, let's just order something."
"Good idea" He got down and made his way to the stove and placed the burnt soup in the sink
"What are you in the mood for?"
"I don't know, I'm hungry but don't have any appetite."
"How about Ramen"
"Yea ok, it's better than burnt soup." You teased
"Hey I tried my best" He pouted
I placed a kiss on his cheek. "I know baby but let's just leave the cooking to me"
"Yea, yea"
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You ordered the food and decided to watch a movie. The two of you, ate and watched the movie. In all honesty you all weren't really watching to begin with, it was more watching the two of you.
He was talking about his plans for the gang and the future for the two of you.
You loved listening to him talk about the future and the gang. It brought so much light to his eyes. You just loved to see him happy.
All of sudden he leaned in for a kiss but you stopped him.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm kissing my girlfriend" He still tried
"Mikey I'm sick." You laughed, coughed
"I don't care, we will just be two sick peas and carrots"
"Boy that doesn't even make sense."
"Please baby, just one"
"Fine, but it's on you if you get sick."
"I can accept that"
He leaned in and kissed you. You'd be lying if you didn't miss him. The kiss got heated but you had to pull away because you had to cough.
"Damn baby. You still got it even if you are sick."
You rolled your eyes and laughed before laying beside Mikey to continue "watching" the movie.
Before you knew it you had fallen back asleep on Mikey shoulder.
He looked down at you and smiled. He placed one of your box braids behind your ear before placing a kiss on your face.
"Lets get you back to bed, pretty girl"
He turned off the TV and lifted you up bridal style. He took you in your room and laid you down.
He looked for your bonnet, the one he had customly made for you. It had your name embroidered with gold matching the front of the Toman jackets.
He knew you would be pissed if you didn't have it on at night, especially with your hair being done.
Finally finding it on this side of your bed and placed it on your head. Being careful not to wake you up, he stuffed the braids inside until they were all in. He stepped back and smiled admiring your beauty.
Mikey decided to clean up a little for you. He started in the kitchen where he burnt soup then to the living room to clean up the dinner you two ate.
Finally making it back into your room. He cleaned up the mess and got some medicine for you.
"Here baby, take some medicine."
You opened your eyes and sat up. You took the cough syrup give to you. You realized your room was clean and your bonnet was on. You hugged Mikey.
"How did I get so lucky to have someone like you"
"I'm the lucky one, Angel."
"Will you stay here with me for tonight?"
"Of course, baby"
Mikey went over to your closet and grabbed a pair of shorts he had left over and changed. You scooted over to let him in bed. The both of you cuddled up together and got comfortable for the night.
Mikey looked down at you,
"I'll always take care of you, now and forever"
His words warmed your heart. You smiled into Mikey's chest
"I love you, Manjiro Sano."
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I hope you enjoyed. Please send me your thoughts and requests I would love to write more in the future. Anyways I'm going to go take my sick self to bed. Peace and Love❤ ~~KAY
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