#im so so sorry my girl trish i still love you

[whos-hotter-jjba]

[theonlyadawong]

Sorry if this has been asked before, but what are your thoughts on Trish and Lady and how would you have handled their use in the DMC games?

lady is amazing. we love her. she's integral to dantes development as well as the plot of 3. that being said, the girl who was doing all those flips and tricks and shooting dante in the head (TWICE!!!!) in 3 is NOT the same woman who was in 5. It's so sick and twisted. it's also awful that they never released ladys part of the 3 prequel manga.

trish is personally not my favorite of the dmc women but I do appreciate her quite a bit. i like that despite also being nerfed in 5, she still feels like trish (my favorite line of hers being, "im not your mommy v.)

i think both of them are handled very well in the anime!

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If you don't mind me asking, why do you dislike part 5 so much ?

ough so i wrote up a long winded thing about how i felt

but honestly my friend Rex tweeted this last night and it says what i said in a bajillion words in a single tweet

also this one but not so much a complaint on my part but i do funnily agree lol

but anyways to also chop of some of my own long winded shit i said

i dont HATE p5, i HATE p2, i just dont CARE for p5 very much. it has some stuff i enjoy but as a whole i think its really lack luster

to preference a lot of this to, i think its mostly personal taste! i guess i get why p5 is so popular and why ppl enjoy it but its really not for me.

but like along with all the other stuff said

i think giorno is the most boring protag of all of jojos so far to me. i think he is such a nothing guy. i can SEE some traits of character going on, but in the end he doesnt do shit and i dont find the appeal of him. i think some ppl do a great job taking what vauge character he has and really bringing it out to make him more interesting, but hes just. weh

i think he was MORE fun and interesting at the start of the series during his lil black sabbath fight, and his altercation with bruno and his robbing koichi. But after joining Brunos group he just kinda fades away and becomes an accessory to the group and the last interesting thing he does is let that guy on the boat slurp him up so Abbacchio could do his thing. He's kinda like a guy who has a cool ability and can do cool stuff, then he joined a group of close knit friends that all had fun powers and who dont all give a shit about his stand beside, wow! now we can throw ourselves at danger hard and faster knowing you can fix us when he eat shit, SWAG. like, giornos like a pursedog with hotglue and bandaids for everyone.

idk just, good on ppl who enjoy giorno, he needs the fans. but i think hes so boring and all his fights are boring and he has less personality than p3 jotaro

BUT, opposite to that

i love Bruno and Trish the most, they were solid characters and their relationship was sweet and good and SAD. Also Trish and Spice Girl had my favorite fight in the whole part. i love her stands that doubles as a girlfriend.

then i also like Mista and Narancia, the two of them vary on how much character they have Rancho have a bit more character personality than Mista. But their FUN characters, their fights are fun and i like some silly guys. But man.. Narancia death just felt mean... like Abbachios death felt like absolutely nothing (except sdgjksh NArANCIA CRYINGABOUT IT WAS THE SADDEST PART OF HIS DEATH TO ME) and Brunos was sad because i liked him and his connections to others and his slow awaiting death to the world while everyone has to watch is sad, but narancia just felt mean like just killed him to take a gut shot one last time before they wrap up the plot. idk if i feel this way because i liked narancia or whatever.

Then i dont really care about the rest, like giono abbachio and fugo i just can find any ability to really have interest in, sorry

and then i think REALLY one of the actual worst things is

they talk SO much

about fucking nothing

for FULL EPISODES

its like 5 minutes of time at MOST moves on in the span of an episode because their just TALKING fOREVER. it felt like they were trying to explain stands and abilities and moves they were going to throw LONGER than the attacks themselves last, for like 20 minutes then the fucking episode ends that part should not have been 40 episodes long that was insane, they need to shut the fuck UP

ALSO

if im real, im?? a lil disappointed in GER. Like its ugly still, and its ability is cool, i think actually im just disappointed in its fight with Diavolo. its

neat, but it just

the whole part at that point REALLY just felt like araki wanted to be done with it. it felt like he didnt want to be writing it anymore and just wanted to be done

idk! again i think a lot of this probably is personal opinion. i just think ESPECIALYL coming off of p4 which i think its the BEST part that really used its story and plot and characters well and just did a lot of stuff i think p5 lacked and leaving p4 which i really loved into p5 really made it harder to watch.. miss my friends in morioh....

[rukanrin]

how about a fluffy headcanon about the dmc boys and girls with a deaf/mute s/o 😭💖

Im so sorry about the delay again;-;

I spent some time making mind maps for this because i did attempt to write it but my sister was like 'oh hell naw', none the less enjoy! -The lazy daisy,Ruka

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Dante

-Dante would never make fun of your disability,and if someone else makes fun of it? pray that they know what kind of coffin they want to be buried in

-Hes still a huge cuddle bean,he will either sign (sign language) or tap (morse code) to ask for permission,or if you're not deaf then this man will literally scream morse code patterns

-Will call you his 'silent/oblivious beauty'

- Probably begged Vergil and Trish to teach him how to use either techniques to communicate with you

-If Morrison or lady scold him,he will either start clicking his pen or signing under his table lots of rude or childish nicknames that you can see

-He usually comes home late,so he managed to catch Nico and ask her to make bracelets to let you know when the other is near or home,so that he doesn't accidentally scare you

Vergil

-Poet in blue will buy at least three books to learn techniques to speak with you

-he's very sweet and gentle with you,even going as far as occasionally embracing you and gently swaying side to side with you

-he will never make jokes or nicknames based off your disability,but he may make you smile like and idiot if he's just got back with an arguement from Nero or Dante, telling you stuff like 'that fool,right there,is why the Sparda bloodline looks redicilous'

-he will never rush or stop you from telling him something, always waiting patiently for you to finish,even he sometimes pauses for a second,trying to remember how to say something,which puts a cute grumpy expression on his face

-he wont really depend on technology to help you not get spooked,he will try his best to gently step into your line of sight before doing anything,but you should get used to him appearing out of the blue (I'm not apologising for that joke,nope)

-will leave you little snippets of poems about how lovely silence can be to reassure you he is ok with you being the way that you are

Nero

-one of the most playful boys with this issue

-dun dun dun!he gets a morse code arm from the artist

-he doesn't mind that he cant carry out a full conversation vocally with you,the more challenges with the relationship the more he loves you

-if you get into a compliment fight or you want to say something like 'i don't deserve this/you' he will gently and playfully hold your hand with a smile, probably followed by a little kiss on the nose or forehead

-If he comes home late and doesn't want to startle you,he will install one of those LED chandeliers,which he will keep the remote to,and turn on the light blue lights to show that hes home

V

-He finds it fascinating, in fact this engulfs him in the world of how to communicate with others,he will buy a shit ton of books to learn from

-he once beat the ever living shit out of griffon for making fun of you on a mission

-he will read poems describing silence and how enjoyable it is,or if you're deaf,like Vergil,will leave you notes with bits of the poems on them

-will make one of his two main familiars appear to show you that he's there,most likely shadow because griffon will take any chance to scare the living essence out of you

-he will never stop you from speaking,but once he did it on accident while cuddling,turning a light shade of red from embarrassment as he allowed you to 'speak' again

Trish

-oh boy,she would buy one of those devices that can function as a live subtitles generator,as well as listen to morse code and decode it,so if you ever see lady or Trish looking a little sassy,turn the device on for a packet of laughter

-she wont let you go on missions because if you get hurt she will blame herself for not staying close,since you cant really call for help,so she wont risk it

-she will most likely communicate using notes at the start,since it would take her a while to learn any other way to communicate,but don't worry,she's really trying to learn it off by heart

-if anyone looks at you and starts to speak with a frown on their face,they are getting a thunderbolt in the stomach from your own wonder woman

Lady

-shes a very gentle girl

-will probably tell you gossips or secrets using any method possible,sometimes having to sprint for her life if one of the Sparda descendants sees or hears her doing so

-she would buy a little glow thingy if you communicate by Morse code

-poor girl spent hours each night learning morse and sign ,so much that you once found her snoozing on a desk with a multiple page word document all with morse code words/sentences

Nico

-the most chill girl about it

-will build a recorder to translate stuff for you,kind of like what Trish has,but with a keyboard option too which can speak out loud

-she can also use wingdings if you like it (i personally love it)

-complain about her driving and she will dramatically fall to the ground and give you puppy dog eyes

[volfoss]

Sending you JJBA of course <3

i saved this for last bc idk how many thoughts i have on jjba but like? probably a lot of them so im going under a cut for this

The first character I first fell in love with: hmm, i remember really liking kira before i started watching? in terms of actually watching it, def dio (sorry for having shit taste xoxo) like hes just funny and pitiful and i cant fix him but i can put him on a lawnmower. i remember also really liking vanilla ice (again sorry for bad taste ajdsfsd) before i was watching and still do.

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: mista but also like all of LS? i just didnt really think abt them a ton first time i watched (sure did uh block out like half of part 5 bc i was so upset about stuff w bruno) and now they r my besties. also like trish? for some reason i just really didnt like her a lot first time i watched? but now shes my bestie i care abt her sm

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: god the list is long. but im gonna be SO honest and say doppio. idk i just dont get the appeal really? like im sure hes great and all but hes just some guy to me and not in a fun way that i think abt him a ton. also like idk most of part 2's cast.

The character I love that everyone else hates: um does nukesaku count? no one cares about him sdjkfsdf but like idk out of the popular bitches to hate? maybe luca?? idk probably any fucking woman bc the jjba fanbase kinda sucks <3

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: dear god the list is long but uh mainly cioccolata. august ellis found him so hot and i really hate that for myself sdkjfsdf but like most of the feelings i feel toward him rn is how much can i torment chris w diavolo x cioccolata stuff and that the one fic i read for him made him really pitiful. but ive been cured from that one <3

The character I would totally smooch: well uh 😳 many but idk first that came to mind was my widdle malewife and girlboss from part 4 (sorry i will homewreck kira and shinobu idc)

The character I’d want to be like: i dont know honestly? maybe jolyne? shes really good and i keep getting kin assigned her from adrian so like i think thats the closest that I can get to someone who i wanna be like? i really like her a lot and like how she just doesn't really take shit from ppl

The character I’d slap: god that list is insanely long. but probably first and foremost funny valentine (and funnier valentine and funniest valentine (sorry for referencing jorge joestar on main im sorry)) he just sucks so so bad but also like a lot of the part 7 cast? also jorge joestar himself...

A pairing that I love: SO many but bruabba is like my main one? i really really love them idk theyre so special to me and like my besties

A pairing that I despise: girl help the jjba fandom is a hellhole :( but idk ppl r so so gross w giorno and im fucking sick of it hes 15 and ppl r like oh free real estate to be gross. theres so many gross ships and i hate them all <3

[norangeyyy]

I literally l can't think of anything because I'm just not that creative— but ummmm

idk your ocs hanging with the bucci gang?? or la squad ra. Idk I wanna learn more about them, orrr jojo villains.... watching jojo for fun :) (im shit at this oop)

A/N: Sis please— I'm actually in love this idea!! 😖💖 I'm glad to give my girls some attention so here :DDD (I made this an Everyone Survives AU btw bcs i just don't want angst for this one🤧)

With the Bucci Gang

► Alright, we're gonna start with Hiraeth since she's the only one they know.

► Her first meeting with the gang outside Passione is just like any other, pretty uneventful. But that's because they're in the middle of a mission and it just so happens that they needed a place to stay in for a night and ended at the hotel where she works at.

► Hiraeth, as usual, recognized them immediately thanks to Bucciarati being the popular one in the group. In fact, it was him that she got along with first when they checked in.

► The others followed when Mista requested her to be the one to serve them everytime they come back so he could hit on her in which Hiraeth just laughed off knowing exactly that the gunslinger is literally just old enough to be her son(She's 29)

► That's the reason why Mista almost choked to his death that night when she revealed her age^

► They got to keep in touch with her after that night thanks to Bucciarati so she'd sometimes be invited to come over on special occasions but most of the time it's just either Trish, Fugo, and Abbachio going shopping or Narancia wanting to go to the arcade and eat ice cream but everyone's too busy to go out with him.

► First time Bucciarati heard about it^ he almost gave her his whole wallet in exchange for the trouble of having to babysit the 17 y/o boy and Narancia got scolded lmao

► He and the other two torture dance boys may or may not also spam her with messages everytime they're in *real* trouble and telling Bucciarati about it is not in the options anymore (Abbachio in the bg telling them to stop dragging her into it while Giorno and Trish watches concerned in the corner lol)

► Long story short, she officially became that chill auntie that everyone trusts with their secrets.

With La Squadra

► Now we're getting real ;)

► Hiraeth has a whole ass history with these guys so she doesn't really need to hide her identity with them.

► It all started in highschool with her being in the same class as Risotto and years later they bump into each other again but this time, it's inside the mafia, which they both find quite ironic since they're both the well-behaved kids back then.

► Because of this, it wasn't that hard for Hiraeth to get into Passione and it's also why Oneira exists. Risotto knows that Hiraeth still has a life outside the mafia unlike him and strictly ordered her to never let anyone know about it.

► So what's better disguise than looking like your Capo's crazy twin sister, right?

► Fast forward to La Squadra finding out who Oneira is anyway since you can't really hide anything for that long in a group of nine men.

► Now that they know what she looks like under that cake of white face paint and eyeliner, she has to say goodbye and go solo for safety purposes.

► "Fucking great job, Illuso." "Hey, it wasn't just me! "

► Going solo and building a name for herself after leaving the gang didn't start well either since rumors are inevitable so Oneira really has to avoid La Squadra and lay-low until the rumors subside.

► But sometimes she'll slip in and surprise everyone in the hideout which always ends up with them drinking and trashing the place all night then waking up with Risotto sitting across them with a glare.

► Worry not though, Oneira wouldn't be there to suffer Risotto's wrath since she'll be long gone along with Sorbet and Gelato before their capo could even go back home.

► Cue to three of them laughing like maniacs at 6AM as they drive to Oneira's house to hide using Ghiaccio's car that's covered in pink glitter and puke, with Melone passed out naked and tied in the trunk.

► "Hello?! This is Formaggio, where the hell are you guys?! Gelato, i could hear you guys laughing, come back here you cowards! Risotto's gonna kill us!" "I'm sorry but we missed the part where that's our problem*hangs up*"

With the JoFoes

► This would be a whole another AU from the ones above since Hiraeth only knows Diavolo and Doppio but her with the other villains would be more chaotic than when she's with La Squadra.

► Since this is an AU where Hiraeth doesn't really have to be either Oneira or Maestra, she can do whatever she wants(Hell yeah)

► So if they ever watched JJBA with her, they all better prepare to be bullied for the next 5 days.

► "Dio, wHY?! " "Imagine getting your ass kicked before stands even existed. Atleast, you're sexy though. " "DIO please, you look like a banana fuckboy and you kill dogs. " "Kira, i don't even know where to start. " "Maybe if you stopped shouting your stupid villain monologue then you would've gotten the arrow. "

► Everyone's laughing until it's their turn to be bullied for the dumb shit they did in the show. No one's truly safe except for those whose parts still hasn't gotten an anime adaptation.

► "Atleast we know basic math, Hiraeth. Go back to Fugo and join Narancia, maybe you'd learn something from that 16 year old. " "HOW DARE YOU?! "

► When i said no one's safe, i meant it^

► Don't worry, they're all still buddies and would still start fires together at the end of the day.

[birdwonder]

Could you do a little scenario of the bucci gang where the fem! s/o dies, but then come back as a vampire? ( Can you also make it like a narancia x reader? ) Thank you so much in advance❤

|| call me Bobo the clown because i think i strayed from what you wanted dhjsdj. i dont think i’ve ever written angst properly before so i REALLY winged this but i hope the ending makes up for it! if u wanted smth a lil different feel free to ask again. also i may have made this more Naranacia heavier than Bucci Gang orientated, if that’s ok!

tw : angst but im not good at it ! also death

Narancia Ghirga | I missed you. 

It wasn’t fair.  This wasn’t fair. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, FUCK. Why did everything bad have to happen to him?! Why was it always him that bad thinks had to happen to?

First his mother, and now you. Narancia couldn’t take it anymore; his heart couldn’t take it anymore. He had thought that he found someone to finally fill that empty place in his heart that was waiting for endless amounts of love and affection, and he did. It was you. 

You did everything and anything to make Narancia happy; laughed at his jokes, danced with him, listened to his interests and horribly rapped along with his favourite songs. All the little things to keep a smile on his face that were the world’s biggest things ever for him. Words alone couldn’t tell you how much he appreciated you - no. Loved you. God, he loved you so much and everyone knew it.

Bucciarati, Fugo, Mista… Even Abbacchio who never cared for romantic things.

Too many hours were spent between Fugo and Narancia over the raven haired male ranting about how wonderful you were, and how when he was old enough and smart enough, he wanted to marry you and treat you everyday as though you were a queen. The blond had seriously had enough at one point, finding the fact the two of you were constantly tiptoeing around your feelings for each other to be almost insufferable - his breaking point being when drawings of you and Narancia standing on top of an enlarged Aerosmith replaced where equation answers should be.

After an hour of pressuring from his younger friend and the Ghirga refusing to even attempt asking you out had passed, he finally caved and decided to try his luck. It was you after all. The best thing that’s ever happened to him, aside from joining the Passione, you could never break his heart!

But you did - and it was his fault, not your’s.

He was so stupid to get attached to you. The two of you were in the mafia, you were gangstars, not two teenagers in a romantic story. It was expected that lives would be lost but Narancia’s naïvety convinced him that the two of you were somehow immortal. That was until you were killed.

You were taken out in cold blood and left just that, the same thing that stained the young gangster’s hands that held your body as he screamed at the sky and God for letting this happen. Why? Why you? Someone, anyone, just tell him why.

It wasn’t just him who mourned either. Fugo held you close to his heart as he did Narancia, seeing the both of you as his two idiots, grateful that you were around to help encourage your mutual friend to try hard in his studies. The moment he found you lying on the ground, lifeless and sprawled out as a pathetic display, hot tears ran down his face as he proceeded to punch a brick wall with enough force to roughen and tear his skin. “I could have helped her! I should have been here!” Fugo yelled to himself, though it was drowned out by Narancia’s blood curdling cries for you to wake up and that he was sorry for not finding you sooner.

Fugo only stopped punching the wall when Bucciarati gently took hold of his wrist, the Capo holding back a look of pain to help support those who he thought needed it more. Inside however, he saw himself as a poor excuse of a leader. You were the helpful kind and always tried to support Bucciarati when the weight of being in charge got to him, and how did he repay you? By letting you be killed.

No one was in high spirits in that moment.

Giorno could only stand a far distance away, silently apologising to your spirit for not being able to have set his goal sooner to stop you from having to meet this fate. Next to him was Trish, who had known for you a far shorter time than anyone else though knew that the two of you could have had a close future while pitying everyone else’s loss. Abbachio failed to even look at you. He was a mixture of pissed and distraught yet failed to show either emotion, keeping his back to you instead. He didn’t have the will to look at his fallen friend.

Unlike everyone else, Mista played a foreign role. He sucked up what he was feeling and consoled Narancia instead. 

He was the one who pulled away the kicking and screaming teen that yelled that you had to be alive. The one that held him close and let his sweater be stained with enough tears to revive a drought ridden river. It hurt but he knew it hurt Narancia more. 

After the shock had subsided, your body was respectfully moved somewhere safe and in the open so you could be found. Time was of the essence and with other Passione members coming after Trish, there was no time for a proper burial that they could attend. 

Everyone had stayed strong after that but there was still a sunken feeling in their hearts; Narancia’s worst of all. 

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“How… How can you be here?”

The words were quiet and airy when Narancia spoke, his eyes wide and jaw almost dropped when he saw what was in front of him. Specifically, who. 

Free flowing hair whipped in the night’s wind, the shine of moonlight illuminating the figure of someone that the stand user knew too well. You were there, right in front of him in the open as though you had never been murdered in the first place. 

A smile made it’s way onto your lips as you fixed the loose strands, parted lips revealing two prominent fangs that required a double take and a rub of the eyes to be officially accepted. Taking a step forward, you crouched down to caress the cheek of the love of your life who had dropped to his knees from the shock of seeing his deceased crush stand before him.

“No, you’re dead. I saw your corpse, [F/N]! You can’t be here!” Narancia tried to argue though it was truly between himself opposed to him trying to reason to the dead girl walking in front of him. His tears ran down his cheeks, thinking that this was a cruel trick being played on him or an enemy stand trying to get to him. 

“Nari, it’s me, baby,” you assure him, talking to him gently in the same tone you always used for him when he was upset or angry. It was like a child hearing a mother’s lullaby for Narancia. Therapeutic and loving. “I’m back and I’m so, so sorry I left you.”

It was you - it had to be. 

No one could talk to him let that and make him want to leap into their arms, not a single soul would even try to use such an affectionate nickname either or place their hands on him like you would. It really was his [F/N].

Hiccuping from his tears, he let out a wail before throwing himself towards you, arms wide and trying to cover every inch of your cold, paler body, his strength almost making you wheeze. Who could blame him though? He felt as though as soon as he let you go, you’d be gone again. “[N- N/N]! Tesoro! My [F/N]! I, I missed you sooo much!”

Narancia’s gross sobbing only worsened and you laughed a little, rubbing his back slowly in circular motions while your own watery beads started to form, threatening to spill at any second. “Not as much as I have, Nari! You won’t believe what happened for me to get here - I woke up as a vampire! It was all thanks to-”

“I don’t care!” He cut you off. His head lifted to look up a you, a smile and teary eyes meeting your own. “It doesn’t matter how you’re here, I’m just glad you are! I needed you so much and now you’re back so- so, we can go back to doing what we used to! And I can finally tell you, I love you [F/N!]”

The quick paced ramble was a lot to take in for you yet you managed to understand it in no time, your first reaction to lovingly hug Narancia with all your returned might and kiss his forehead. “I love you too, baby, I won’t ever leave you again.” 

[kazuhasluv]

Tsukasa-Kun

I may or may not have posted this in the past, but just in case, I'm posting it again

Disclaimer! I wrote this before I read the manga about Yashiro's lifespan! So please don't be mad!

(I'm still on break, I just feel sad without leaving a story to y'all

pairing: Tsukasa x Reader

Warning/s: None

Taglist: @trish-chan @imchiiii @wisteliazen @daikonsenpai @bloodredruby @dacr-owo @oikawasnonexistentcake @quackeydoodles

Role: Your role is a new student at Kamome Gakuen Academy, to befriend and find out what mysteries lurk in these walls.

Special Abilities: Like Yashiro Nene, you aren't an exorcist but you can see supernaturals and apparitions.

You walk up to the school, meeting a girl with daikon legs which are pretty cute in your opinion.

"Hello! You must be [Name]! Im Yashiro Nene! Nice to meet you!", the girl greeted.

"Nice to meet you as well Yashiro-San!", you said as walking inside with her.

~ ♤

After a long day of classes, Nene invites you to stay with her since she wants to show you something.

You two go up to the rooftop to see Hanako-Kun, sitting there waiting for you two.

"Hanako-Kun!!", she exclaimed.

"Yashiro!", the boy started, then looks at you, "Who is she?"

"She's [Name]-Chan! A new student!", Yashiro explained.

Hanako floats to you to examine you further, to see no intentions of hurting them, especially Yashiro.

You 3 decide to sit down and talk about something, until a black fog appeared.

It was Hanako-Kun's brother.

As he went closer to you 3, you stepped infront of them to protect them.

Then, Tsukasa stops infront of you.

You get scared, wondering what could possibly happen?

Tsukasa touches your hair, then your cheeks, then your skirt until you slap his hand.

"Haven't you heard of being a gentleman?", you exclaimed, while Yashiro and Hanako are behind you confused.

Tsukasa smiles at you and disappears.

"[Name]-Chan are you okay?", Yashiro would ask.

"Yeah, I'm fine", you say.

You walked down the stairs of the rooftop to see a broadcasting room. It looked neat, so you decided to go inside, until...

"She's the girl I've been telling you!," a boy exclaimed.

Ah sh*t

Tsukasa and his group were there.

All of them would look at you.

"Kon'nichiwa?", you say; scared.

Sakura stands up and walks to you, "So you must be [Name]. I'm Nanamine Sakura, nice to meet you."

They all seem nice, you thought.

Mitsuba then exclaims, "I'm cuter than her though!"

Natsuhiko then laughs.

You couldn't do anything else but laugh aswell.

"Come in," Sakura says.

You walk in to see a simple but awesome broadcasting room.

There were no other seats except... for next to Tsukasa.

You sit beside Tsukasa and look the other way to not create eye contact.

"Hello! Im Tsukasa! Amane's younger brother!", he exclaims.

You still wouldn't look at him because you were embarrassed.

"Oi, Tsukasa, leave the girl alone", Natsuhiko says.

Tsukasa would look at Natsuhiko, "But she's pretty!"

You heard this and decided to shout, "Nanida yo?!"

Tsukasa would then smile and say, "You looked~"

You got out of your seat and walked to the door. "Gomenasai, but I have to leave," you said and ran away, flustered.

While running, you bump into Kou Minamoto.

"GAH! G-Gomenasai!", you said.

"There's nothing to be sorry about," Kou said helping you up.

"K-Kou M-Minamoto?!," you exclaimed, shocked.

"Mhm! And you must be Senpai's new friend!", he says, but Senpai was referring to Yashiro.

You nod in embarrassment and walked past him, head down.

You were about to go to the school's front doors, until you saw a classroom all dark, even though it was only 5pm.

You hesitated to go in until it pulled you in.

You screamed and shouted for help, but no help came, until...

The room suddenly got darker, until you realize it was black fog.

"Ts-Tsukasa-Kun?", you say.

You open your eyes to see yourself in Tsukasa's arms.

Tsukasa then placed you down gently on a safe place then fought the darkness or whatever the heck was that.

The room then got its light back, and Tsukasa rushed over to you.

"[Name]-Chan, are you okay!?", he asks. He asks a lot more safety questions and then hugs you.

"N-Nani...?", you stuttered, he didn't hug you in the broadcasting room, and definitely not at the rooftop, so it was quite startling.

"Ts-Tsukasa-Kun?", you said.

"See! I told you Tsukasa cares for her!", Mitsuba says out of the blue.

"Oi Mitsuba!", Kou said while covering his mouth.

Tsukasa then looks at the 3 (Natsuhiko was there) and gives a deadly stare. The 3 then walk away.

You, however, were crying. You were traumatized. It was because an apparition nearly took your life.

"See wasn't that f- [Name]-Chan?", Tsukasa said, noticing you crying.

"What happened?", he asks.

You rub your eyes and say, "I-Its nothing!"

Tsukasa then notices a bruise on your arm.

"YOUR ARM!!", he exclaims.

You look at it and say, "Tsukasa-Kun, it's nothing! It'll be healed in a few weeks or so!"

Tsukasa looked sad, "But I want to heal it!"

You then hesitantly agree.

He then does some ritual which you dont understand.

"Tsukasa-Kun-" you started but then the bruise was gone.

"Harigato!" you said while hugging Tsukasa.

The following days you would stay with Nene, Hanako, Kou and Mitsuba, which then Tsukasa would appear often, because he's the only guy you were waiting for.

One afternoon, Nene asks you, "You've been staying late now often, why is that?"

You smiled and say "I'm waiting for the person I like."

Mitsuba then butts in and says "It's Tsukasa isn't it? HA! I knew it!"

Hanako shocked as ever asks you, "YOU LIKE TSUKASA!?!"

The whole group then starts to annoy you until you suddenly blurt out, "YES" and covered your mouth.

Hanako then faints, Mitsuba happily eats his donut, and Yashiro and Kou create a secret plan with Mitsuba while he's eating his donut.

Tsukasa then appears and back hugs you.

"[Name]-Chan!!", he says.

Mitsuba, Hanako, Yashiro and Kou then exclaim, "[Name]-CHAN LIKES YOU!"

You blush, until your face was as red as a tomato.

"Is that so?" Tsukasa said smiriking.

Oh no, not the smirk, you thought.

"[Name]-Chan is that trueee????!" Tsukasa says.

"Yes, it is. Now stop hugging me, my back hurts," you say, but he wont stop hugging you.

The following days were like that: adventures, Tsukasa sneaking out of the broadcasting room to see you, rOoFtOp DaTeS wItH tHe GaNg, more adventures, just adventures mostly.

Until it was the week before summer break.

You walk up to Nene, and say, "Nene-Chan, summer break is next week and we can't just leave Tsukasa, Mitsuba and Hanako there all alone"

Yashiro then says, "Well, we could stay there for the whole summer. I mean, we could like clean the school and then visit them after."

A great idea indeed Yashiro.

The summer was fun, until Nene was asked to be Hanako's girlfriend (im literally crying hElP-)

You then got less time to hang out with them since they did cute boyfriend and girlfriend things most of the time.

You got lonely, well not unless Mitsuba teases you to Tsukasa then you got someone to chase.

Until a week before summer break ended, Tsukasa asked you out like what Hanako did to Nene.

You reported the news asap to Hanako, Nene and Mitsuba (And Kou aswell lmfao) and they said Tsukasa was all planning it ever since Hanako asked Nene out.

Viola! You got your rat *cOfF* ghost boy, but you grew up still in love with him, even though he's out of reach.

No I'm not going to sleep what are you talking about

[imagethat]

OKAY! Sorry I'm hype for my first ask lmao, gonna do headcanons, but I can write more later^^ (Also p.s, something happened when I uploaded this the first time around where it didn't upload everything I wrote so I had to delete that post I'm so sorry! Hopefully the person who asked sees this post;-;)

Ask was: How would the DMC bois be having twin girls with their S/O (Sorry if that was quoted wrong thank you so much for the ask!)

Dante

-Is one hundred percent the cool dad.

-Was a bit unprepared for kids tbh, but once he learns his S/O is pregnant oh boy does he get his act together.

-Being a parent makes him a bit nervous, he doesn't want to mess up or have something happen like it did in his past.

-Hides his profession until he thinks the kids are old enough.

-All that being said, he's actually a great parent.

-When your kids are younger you have to teach him how to care for them since he's never had any experience of his own. He's really willing and excited to learn.

-Refuses to be an absent parent and is there every step of the way.

-Proud dad. Someone could be like 'Well my child is an honor student' and he'd boast about whatever achievement his kid is most proud of and be like 'Im just so proud of my kids, and I will love and support them no matter what they do with their life.'

-Once they are teens he respects their need for privacy and space, but once a week you have pizza movie nights where everyone gets together. Trish and Lady included.

-Overprotective dad, will throw hands with Karen at PT Meetings.

-"Yeah well did you slay the demon overlord, Karen?"

-Started saving up early for them to go to college.

-Socks and sandals and barbeques.

Vergil

-Honestly a bit scared, he feels like he let Nero down and is scared he will do the same again for your kids.

-That being said, having kids was something you two planned out together. Having a layout helped him feel more assured that things wouldn't go wrong this time around.

-Is a strict or helicopter parent with higher standards for his kids. That being said, he tries not to be too harsh.

-Dante is the best uncle ever let me tell you, but Vergil is wary since he knows Dante probably lets them stay up late and eat junk food.

-He wants to pass down the family heritage to the kids, even if they don't end up being demon hunters themselves. The history of the past is what really matters to him.

-When I said helicopter parent I meant it. No texting boys. I will personally see you to the door so when your date picks you up I can glare your date down, tRY ME B-

-Helps with homework, which he is actually really good at.

-Might have nightmares about being brainwashed and in those moments you have to reassure him.

-Makes lunch for the kids every day.

-Cuts cute shapes into the sandwiches.

Nero

-Incredibly excited! But also oh my god I'm a dad and there's two of them!

-He helped raise a lot of kids at the orphanage, so while Nero is the youngest Sparda, he is the most prepared.

-Secures a better place to live, so the kids can be safe.

-Stopped cursing entirely but one time he accidentally let a f bomb slip and guess what your kids first word was-

-He's uber worried about being a distant figure in his kids life because he didn't know who his parents were so he's extra involved with their life.

-Asks Nico to not smoke around the kids, which she doesn't mind at all.

-Nico is simultaneously the best and worst babysitter ever.

-Nero lets his kids play with the kids from the orphanage.

-Nero is the most chill of the Spardas. He doesn't have any strict bedtimes, lets them go where they want to, and so forth.

-Won't allow them to fail in school though. He personally regrets never getting a real education knows the importance of it despite his punky manners.

-Despises when Dante wears socks and sandals like BOI IF YOU DON'T

-Speaking of Dante, both Dante and Vergil are required to see the kids every other week. Nero practically demands it.

-For Vergil it's really weird, not to say he doesn't like it but like… Am… Am grandpa??? You know.

-Dante SPOILS them, wakes up early to make them waffles, lets them pile on powdered sugar and syrup, don't get me started on Christmas.

-Has Kyrie teach him how to cook properly so he can cook for you and the kids.

-Nico may… or may not be a bad influence on the kids later in life cause like…. You know… She builds your kids weapons when they shouldn't have them…

-Nero wouldn't know how to feel about letting them devil hunt, they'd only be a quarter demon or maybe even less. While nero is still powerful despite being the third generation of the Sparda line, he still is such a worry wart about your kids being safe.

-When the kids are younger he watches Rise of the Guardians with the kids because they think Jack Frost is him-

[madisonrooney]

im not that involved in the tangled fandom but i have some Thoughts on the finale/series overall now that its done so i figured id share. im a little under the weather so sorry if these are kinda scattershot

(spoilers below)

for starters, ive been watching since the beginning and was hype since it was announced. i love tangled the movie, probably in one the higher tiers of my fav disney movies, not to mention it was the first tv show wed gotten based on disney movie since emperors new school 11 years prior.

at first i was skeptical about them giving rapunzel her long hair back. it was pretty clearly just a marketing ploy but it was done pretty well in the pilot which i really liked so i could get behind it.

i thought the first half or so of s1 was really good and really cute. it was just a sweet little slice of life in corona. 

i started to get disappointed in the show once queen for a day came around. varian is my fav character (more on him later) and i didnt really like his villain arc. it felt really out of nowhere. not an obvious villain, not a surprise twist villain, just a character that didn’t feel like should’ve been a villain at all. it just didn’t bode well with me. 

i also felt that the jump from slice of life show to high stakes, serialized show was far too abrupt. even tho i liked the second half of s2 and all of s3 better (more on that later as well), it still seemed to have an uneven balance of light and heavy plotlines. i dont wanna sound like one of those people who hates filler episodes. filler episodes are good, but need to be done in the right way at the right time, and i feel like this show didn’t do that very well.

speaking solely on the high stakes, i really feel like they were too high for a show of its kind. in a way, i felt it was somewhat disrespectful to the source material. the show isnt canon, and i feel like it made some big changes that effected the story and characters from the movie, which i think is taking a step too far if youre working on a tv show thats made by an entirely different crew than the film (even tho its the same cast). like, eugene’s dad being revealed and being given a backstory, gothel having a daughter, it just felt like too much for me. compare it to, say, the dragons series, which had very high stakes but also fit snugly between the first and second movies, and took great effort so that nothing they did effected the films’ stories. the showrunners on the dragons show were even consultants on the third movie, so they all flow together nicely.

but rapunzel and the great tree reeled me back in and i was much more invested from there forward, main reason being it gave me my favorite trope (that was kind of already there, but even moreso from this point on): a bubbly girl and an angsty girl who are somehow best friends, though they may be at odds sometimes, like during this arc. i became way more invested in cass as a character and rapunzel and cass as friends (or a ship, im fine with either).

my problems with the imbalance and too high stakes didnt go away with the remainder of s2 or with s3 but my investment in cass’ arc (AND THE REDEMPTION OF VARIAN WHICH I WAS HOPING FOR) was enough for me to put my issues with the show at least somewhat aside.

as far as more things i liked about the show:

VARIAN

he is my fav character and has become one of my new fav characters of all time. i have this thing i think ive mentioned before where if i like an actor and like a show he’s in i love the character twice as much as i otherwise would. so having one of my fav broadway actors whos in one of my fav broadway shows play him made him an instant fav. but i also just love how cute and quirky he is.

cass!

like i said, i love cass and grew to love her more through her newest arc. partially for the same reason as with varian with the VA thing. i dont know much about eden espinosa but ik shes played elphaba and i love that they employed so much broadway talent for this show (more on that later). since the show has started, ive gotten into rent, and she was broadways final maureen, so thats cool too. but beyond just that, i love her arc and personality and of COURSE her relationship with rapunzel, that being one of my fav aspects of the show. it fits right in with liv and maddie, riley and maya, trish and jessica, webby and lena, luz and amity (depending on how the rest of the owl house plays out lol) and im HERE FOR IT. also, despite the fact that i wasnt a huge fan of the high stakes, i give the crew a lot of credit for making a main character a villain for an entire season. thats a big step for disney to take that i dont think theyve come anywhere near before and i give them props for that.

the broadway and disney alum cast!

weve got james monroe iglehart, pat carroll, christian borle, gavin creel, laura benanti, jane krakowski, etc. and as a broadway nerd i love that, not to mention that some of these people had worked with alan menken before which is awesome

the fact that they brought back the ENTIRE movie cast PLUS alan menken is amazing. i dont think any other show based on a movie can quite attest to that

so, onto the finale itself

- i was worried varian may go bad again especially given his initial resistance to eugene suggested his dad might go bad but that didn’t happen so yay. i noticed other people mentioning musical call backs but the only one i noticed was let me make you proud and it made me so happy - ALSO VARIAN BEING THE ROYAL ALCHEMIST IM SO PROUD OF MY SON - this being disney, i figured cass getting redeemed was probably inevitable, but i’m still relieved it happened. now i dont have the bad taste left in my mouth jessica jones gave me. and i loved how her redemption went, seeing her so vulnerable and letting herself be that vulnerable in front of rapunzel CRYING INTO HER ARMS LIKE MY HEART. they really made her very broken, it reminded me a lot of maya hart. sometimes disney channels not willing to go that deep but im impressed they did. - i was kinda hoping it would be revealed that gothel wasn’t actually cass’ mom, i remember seeing some people hoping for that, cuz, again, i feel like thats a bit much to change from the movie canon, buuuut that didnt happen. oh well. - I WAS HOPING FOR I LOVE YOUS BETWEEN CASS AND RAPUNZEL AND WE GOT IT AND WE GOT A HUG AND IM ALIVE - lance adopting the kids was adorable - all the movie parallels were *chefs kiss*

everything wrapped up so nicely and im really happy with it as a finale!

that aside, again, i do still have some issues with the show. so im gonna take a moment to shamelessly plug big hero 6 the series bc imo that does the movie to show adaption FLAWLESSLY.

tl;dr: great finale, despite both loving and hating some things about this show, yall should watch big hero 6 the series, im love varian

[moody-bloosh]

I'm sorry you're sick; I hope you feel better soon !! If you're not too swamped, could you do the fanfic thing for me and Trish? I am a baby goth (tm) right now, and very reserved around strangers. I loosen up a lot around my friends, but I can still probably be considered the responsible one of the group. I Iove to take care of my loved ones, and especially make or give them things. I have a hard time getting close to people though, and I have a lot of trouble controlling my emotions

Ah thank you very much! dw I’m diligently taking my medicine uwu. I’ll kick this cold in the butt soon! and of course! 

omg omg so i love idol aus, so im seeing you and trish in this smol oneshot where you are trish’s stylist as she embarks on her pop star journey. Being a pop star is difficult and as her stylist, you become Trish’s closest friend and ally and gradually she finds herself falling in love with you. 

And to be honest, you’re super close with Trish too, you are endlessly supportive of her, you were her shoulder to cry on, and you were always so understanding and comforting with her when she would vent to you about her crazy life. It was no exaggeration to say that you two were very close friends. 

And while you loved Trish in your own way, it just could not be. Trish was about to reach the peak of her career and one small mistake could topple all her hard work. Besides, just something about seeing that girl achieve her dreams made you think sincerely about your own dreams. 

You go your separate ways, with you opening a successful beauty parlor and Trish moving on to conquer the rest of the world with her talent. And while, you two were not meant to be together now, surely someday in the future. You two could have your happily ever after

[rossetteaaaaang]

Pinagtagpo pero di tinadhana

A story about two lovers that who fall and break for a reason. Trisha's pov I was in the middle of thinking about something, when my eyes got stuck in a man who's laughing with his friends. He got a shining eyes, pointed nose and dark but nice skin. I was never been this amazed with a man. I got choke with my own saliva when his eyes met mine, I immediately busy myself with the food in the table. I heard them laugh, after a minute it became silent so I slowly look at the stand where they are staying and they're gone, I took a deep breath. I was never been this nervous in a guy before. 'Oh, I've been staying here for 4 hours already pfft.' This place really got my attention. I love the designs and their food also. I don't know, there is something here that made me want to always go back. By the way I am here in Yoo-hoo restaurant. When I am bored in the house, I always go here. Well, I do really nothing haha. I don't have friends because I'm just new here. I stayed in Newyork for about 7 years. My mom told me that this is her hometown in Cagayan de Oro city. Well, it is nice here though. 'Kringggg kringgg' 'Oh, my mom' I answered. 'Hello mom?' 'Where are you!' She yelled in the phone. I close my eyes real hard. Here we go again. '*sigh* mom, I didn't go far okay? I'm just here at--' she interrupted what I was about to say. 'I know, you're at that restaurant again. How many times do I need to tell you that, stop going there huh?' She yelled. I really don't know why mom hate this place. It is nice and so comfortable to stay with. 'Okay okay whatever. I'm going. Mygad mom I'm already 22 yet you're still--' okay fine she ended up the call. When she knew that I was always going in that restaurant she became the beast that I didn't know she'll become pfft I mean, she's so angry that night and when I will ask her why she just always telling me not to ask anymore. Whatever, old woman now a days *rolled my eyes* 'Hey mom' I said and then kissed her forehead. 'You spoiled brat did y--' I cut her off 'Yes mom yes sorry okay?' Im here at my bed searching something, scrolling through my news feed and suddenly someone add me. 'Hmm, Troy Gabriel huh. How come he knew me? That's weird' by the way, he's the guy who I described earlier hmm. [Troy Gabriel have one message] 'Omg?' TG: [You changed a lot wow. You look like a Goddess] huh? Did he know me before? [Excuse me, if you wouldn't mind. Did we met before? You seem so familiar.] TG: [secret] what? So annoying, so I just seen the message. TG: [Heeeeey? You there?] [You're always be my seenderella] [I'm not yours] I replied TG: [hmm] Troy Gabriel POV I missed her so much. But, it seems she didn't know me. I still love her. In those 7 years that we're apart. My love didn't change a bit. That's why when I saw her in our favorite restaurant, my heart skipped a bit. Is there a chance that, she still love me? 7years ago (flashback) 'Hey babe, where do you want to go hmm?' I asked. 'Anywhere babe as long as I'm with you.' She said and then she hold my hand. 'How sweet pftt happy 5th anniversary babe' I said then kissed her forehead. 'Happy 5th years of being enemy babe' she said then laugh. What a beautiful view. I stared at her beautiful face. I can't imagine my life without her. I just love her so much and I will do everything for her. 'Let's go?' She said. 'Hmm' I nodded. We just keep on talking, laughing about anything while I am driving. We decided to go to Palawan. Then suddenly a large truck came our way. I tried my best to get away but I lost control. The next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital bed. 'Hey gab thank God you're awake.' My mom said while teary eyes. 'Mom? Where's Trisha? Is she okay? I want to see her--' I said and then when I was about to stand up she stopped me. 'Darling, im sorry but--' 'But what mom! I need to see her' I shouted I can't explain the feeling. 'Her mother decided to bring her in newyork okay? I'm sorry darling but she is unconscious she needs to be treated there. She needs a good doctor.' I cried while hearing those words. Its my fault, its all my fault. 'How many days I was sleeping?' 'One  month gab' she replied. It was really bad, huh. I will never forgive myself if something bad happened to her. After 1month and 3days I'm finally discharged in the hospital. I called her many times but I can't contact her. I chatted her in all social media accounts but I didn't get any response, so I went to their house. I press the doorbell many times but no one appeared. Even their maid was (wala). Is it that bad? I need to see her really. When I was about to go, someone park a car. I was so excited maybe it was her. But when I saw that its her mother and there's no  Trisha appeared. I immediately run to her mom and asked her where Trisha is. 'Tita where's Trisha? Is she okay? Tita I'm really sorry I did--' she stopped me. 'From now on you need to start your life without her. She doesn't need you anymore. She is okay without you. Your just putting her in danger! And she doesn't deserved someone like you. She lost her memory and its all your fault. As a consequence I will not let her know you.' 'wha-t? What are you saying tita? We promised each other! Where is she? Tell me Tita please tita' I kneel down begging for her to tell me where my Trisha is. 'I don't like you for her. She don't have future in you now go away' she said then went to their house.' (End of flashback) I tried my best to move on and forget about her. Even if it is so hard. But, I need to, for myself and for the people who still needs me. I smoke, I drink liquor everyday to forget her. I always go to the bar. I tried many girls. But there is no change. Its still her. 'Argg' I punch the punching bag real hard. I'm here at my mini gym. I saw her! And all of my anger were gone. I just want to ran to her and hug her tightly. My seenderella I missed her. That's why I searched for her social media accounts and then I found out that she has new account and then I added her. Gladly she accepted it. I will make her fall in love with me again.. Trisha's POV 'Hays, what am I gonna do here' I'm bored. [Someone's calling] 'Hmm who's this?' I answered. 'Hello?' 'Hey shang, where are you?' 'Who's this? And why did you know my nickname?' 'Long story shang hahaha' he replied. 'Wth? And where did you get my number? And who's this!?' 'Chill shang its me gab' 'Gab? The one who chatted me last night? Wth? Are you a stalker or what?' 'Of course not! You putted your number in your fb account.' Hmm ahh yeah I did. 'Ahh okay. What do you need?' 'Lets date hmm just a friendly date.' 'Are you insane? What if you're killer or what? I still didn't remember anything from the past and then I'll be dead no way.' I said hysterically. 'Hey, chill there seenderella. Do I look like a killer? Pftt and wait? What are you talking about, the past?' 'Never mind.' I said. No one should know it. Mommy told me that I'll start my life with something new. But sorry to say this that I really want all my memories to comeback and I will do everything I can to have it. 'Come on seenderella. Its on me. You don't have to bring money. My treat. Besides I'm really bored right now and hungry also. Come on.' Hmm, should I trust him? Well, I'm bored also. Okay, I'll just bring my pepper spray. 'Okay, where?' 'Yes! Uhm *clears throat* sorry. Where do you want to go?' He asked. 'What? Why me? You're the one who planned this out so you should be the one to decide where.' 'Okay what ever. Let's go in Mega mall. I'll pick you up' he said. Hmm okay he'll pick me up-- wait what? 'What did you say? Hey did you know where---' he ended up the call. What ever dude. Its your problem anymore. After 20 minutes.. 'Trisha there's a guy waiting for you outside' yaya maling said. 'Okay yaya thankyou.' It is him? He is really a stalker. How come he knew my nickname and then our house? I get my bag and then went out. I saw him beside his car. Hmm he's really handsome though. But I don't like him. Its just that there's something in him that makes me comfortable. 'Let's go?' He said while having a big smile in his face. 'How did you know our address huh? You're really a stalker' 'I have many source pftt. And this kind of face? Stalker? Really seenderella?' He said while smirking. 'What ever dude let's go' he is about to open the door for me when I stopped him. 'I'm not disabled I can do it by myself' 'I'm just trying to be a gentleman here. Attitude ka siszt?' 'Well I don't need it.' I said. 'Woah, chill there. Okay fine.' He said then went to his spot. [We arrived at the mall] 'Let's watch movie?' 'Sure, you said awhile ago you're hungry? Are we not gonna eat up first?' 'Your hungry also? Oh, okay sure. Lets go.' 'Not really, its you' 'oh so you're concern now?' Our day spent well. We enjoyed it well. Days passed being like that. We don't have days that we're not together. We always bond, eat foods and going everywhere. Until one day, we went to Palawan. I remembered this.. 'Ah, my head hurts.' 'What? You okay? What happened?' I stared at him for a long time. 'I  finally remember everything.' Gab' POV 'What? You can now recognized me babe?' Teary eyes as I said to her. 'Yes babe' she said while crying 'Sorry babe' she added. 'Hey, its okay. No don't cry please. Thank God you finally remembered me.' I said while hugging her. 'Let's go to the hospital. You need to be checked babe.' 'Sure' she said. I was so happy finally. [2years later.] Trisha's POV Since I remembered everything. Everything seems to be perfect. Mom and I have talk and I forgive her. Also Mom and Gab. But something's went wrong to Gab. He changed. I don't know. He's always telling me that he's busy. Every time I planned out a date. He always refused. I need to ask him. I'm confused. [Calling gab...] 'Hey babe? Where are you' I asked. 'At house why?' 'Come here please let's talk. I need to ask something from you.' 'Sure, I need to tell you something as well, Trish.' He said. Trish? Is he mad? I'm nervous. [Minutes later] 'Hey babe, you're here.' 'Yeah' he replied. 'What do you want? Juice coffee?' I asked. 'No need. Let's talk about the main reason why I'm here.' 'Oh, okay' 'Now, ask' he said I sigh 'Gab? What's wrong with you? Do you still love me? Did I do something stupid again? Are you mad?' He close his eyes hard. 'Sorry Trish' he said. Tears start flowing down my face. 'So-sorry-- what? What Gab?' 'Let me explain first Trish. Okay? *sigh* I'm sorry. This passt few days I felt nothing anymore. The spark, my feelings were gone. I'm sorry I need to be honest with you. I don't want to hurt you and fake my love.' 'You're already hurting me Gab!' I shouted. It hurts so bad. What happened gab? 'Do you have new? That's why you're like that?' 'No I don't have pshh. I spent the whole two f week to sum up everything, Trish. I'm sorry. I don't know why I ended up this way. I need to find myself first. I'm sorry. Please do take care of yourself.' He said. 'Noooo, Gab please. Let's talk. What happened please' Im down on bended knees. I hug him but he refuse and then he leave. [4months had passed] Those 4 months was hell. I tried to message him but all of his social media account was deactivated. Even in the text I can't send him maybe he blocked me. I didn't have any strength to the point that all the food that I intake, my body refuses it. I tried suicide many times but I guess its still not my time. I t is really sad, that the person we thought to stick with us through thick and thin is already gone not thinking about the promises that they had made, not thinking about the memories that you had build together, the sweetness you had shared and the laugh and happiness you felt when you're still together. It is sad and depressing but you need to move forward for yourself and for the people who love you. I realized that, people come and go into your life but they are either a blessing or a lesson. I trust God and the process. I believed my man was just stock in the traffic. And he is the one who will keep on choosing me everyday even if how hard I am to handle with. And to Gab.. Its been 4months and 19 days since the last time we talked. Hoping you're doing good. Wherever you are right now. I hope that you took all of my advises that I thought you before. Be a better version of yourself. I'm also thankful for the days that I am with you. I experienced to loved and be loved. But I know its just a temporary moment. I'm sorry that I still misses you everyday. But don't worry, I finally accepted everything. I'm sorry for all the wrong decisions that I had made. I wish you all the good things in life though, you left me unattended. Do not rush things if you feel that you're still not ready for doing so, farewell old buddy, till we meet again. Be safe and be happy always. No more hate, no more bitterness. I hope I could tell you these so we can be good friends. But I know things won't turn out the way I wanted it to be. God allowed us to love each other, fall and break for a reason, so be it. Our pains will soon be our testimony that love is somehow isn't all about being together forever. I won't forget you and I will treasure our memories together. Please love your next as much as I loved you before. I guess and I hope that you have found someone better that I am. Thank you for the lesson, babe. Till we meet again.

#Short Story #Creative writing

[vergilsangel]

Sacrificial Lamb

A/N: I cannot stress enough how grateful I am to everyone who follows me. You all are absolutely amazing and I love each and every one of you! 

Summary: Vergil is trying to claim the power of Sparda, but he needs a human sacrifice to do so. Arkham chose a woman to be the sacrifice, but her behavior towards death is quite curious to Vergil. How does he react when he learns this woman WANTS to die?

Rating: M Warnings: Mentions of suicide, character with suicidal tendencies. Rating it M because of this.

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Trish put the last dish away and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, her long brown hair done in a bun to keep out of the way of her job. With the last customers out the door and the dishes all done, her shift was ended. Her blue eyes went to the clock and she noted how late it was. Maybe after she got home and showered, she would read a book until she fell asleep. Someone patted her shoulder making her look. Her friend and coworker, Stephanie, gave her a smirk. Stephanie had blonde hair done in a pixie cut. Her green eyes sparkled as she smiled at her friend.

“Hey! So, any plans tonight? Me and the guys are going to go get drinks over at Lucky’s Tavern, want to come?” Stephanie asked this of Trish every time they worked together and Trish had yet to agree. After the first couple times, she had gone with the blonde, but after that, she felt like a third wheel and quit going.

“Sorry, no, I have some chores at home to get done.” Trish replied, drying her hands. Stephanie pouted at her answer and Trish knew what was coming next. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Stephanie’s company, it was just every time she went out, she felt out of place.

“Come on. You’ll have a lot of fun. You always say ‘no’ but this time, I’m MAKING you come with me! Maybe you’ll meet a nice guy and hit it off? Come on, Trish, you’re in that apartment all by yourself and it’s just sad you aren’t enjoying life like the rest of us!” Stephanie argued. Trish sighed, knowing the other girl had a point. Maybe one drink wouldn’t hurt.

“Fine. One drink.” Stephanie cheered and hugged her.

“Yes! You’re the best! Hurry! Let’s go get ready!” Stephanie said and tugged Trish after her. Trish followed the blonde to the bathroom where she used a paper towel to wipe her face off. She had never been one for make-up and times like these, she was grateful for it. Maybe tonight she could forget everything else going on. Maybe tonight would be a turning point.

After everything was finished and locked up, Trish followed Stephanie to a cab. At the tavern, Trish followed her friend to the bar and watched her flirt with their male coworkers. Trish really didn’t care though. None of them were her type anyway. She finished her drink and watched as Stephanie and the boys talked, feeling like it wouldn’t have mattered if she came or not. The other patrons of the bar seemed fixated on their companions and Trish felt very out of place.

A small part of her wondered if Stephanie invited her out of guilt. Because Trish didn’t fit in very well, she distanced herself from everyone else. Stephanie had made it her goal to include Trish in other things, but Trish couldn’t help but feel as though it was forced. Trish knew that the blonde would deny it if she asked, but deep down, she knew Stephanie was only being kind to her.

Once her drink was paid for, Trish quietly slipped away and called a cab to go home, not noticing the man with two different colored eyes watching her. As the city passed by the window, she couldn’t help but feel like she didn’t belong. The world had been against her from day one and no matter how hard she tried to fight it, she was losing the battle. After her accident a year ago, she felt even more cut off. All the dreams she had for herself had gone up in smoke since she moved here. Her confidence shattered, she had taken a job as a waitress at the local restaurant. Sometimes, however, her job needed her to do the dishes since the manager refused to hire a dishwasher. All the waitresses took shifts washing them, but it cut into their tips.

Once she was home, Trish paid the cab and went upstairs to her apartment. Her empty apartment. She had been engaged at one time, but after Trish caught him cheating with a coworker, she had kicked him out and ended the engagement. After her accident, she hadn’t had much interest in finding someone new. For a time, she thought of getting a pet of some kind, but with all the hours she put in at work, she didn’t have time to care for it.

“It was definitely a mistake going out.” She muttered as she kicked off her shoes. As if she didn’t already feel awful enough, the thoughts of jealousy crept in. Stephanie had guys fawning over her hand and foot while Trish was just there. Even though she didn’t want to find anyone, she still missed being flirted with. Her life was insignificant compared to those around her and anymore she was starting to accept it. She felt as though she were a burden on those around her so she did everything she could to avoid contact. Letting out a heavy sigh, she went to her bathroom to clean up. She showered and redressed in a t-shirt and gray sweatpants before grabbing her depression meds and heading to the kitchen.

“Just great.” She muttered as she gazed at her expired milk. Now how was she going to take her meds? The tap water was too metallic to her. She could skip, but this would be the second day she hadn’t taken them. Giving a sigh of defeat, she grabbed her wallet, changed to a long-sleeved shirt, and slipped her shoes back on. Her hand reached for the knob, but she stopped, getting the sense that she was no longer alone. The hair on her neck raised and instantly she knew something was wrong. Before she had time to turn around however, she was grabbed from behind and knocked out, her wallet and keys dropping on the floor.

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Vergil stood on the top of Temen-ni-gru, Yamato clutched tightly in his hands. Arkham was late and he was losing patience. They had almost everything they needed, but Arkham had said he needed to retrieve one more key before they could unleash the power of Sparda, Vergil’s father.

Arkham had come to him several weeks ago when Vergil had been in the library looking through old legends. Vergil hadn’t trusted the man then, but his insight into gaining the power of his father intrigued him. Perhaps Arkham could be useful to him, at least that’s what Vergil hoped. So far, everything he had said had been true and if it all went well, Vergil would have more power than he could imagine. Footsteps met his ears and Vergil looked over his shoulder.

“Arkham, did you get what we needed?” Vergil asked.

“Indeed, I did.” Arkham replied, tossing Trish onto the ground. Trish came to and held her throbbing head as Vergil turned and raised an eyebrow.

“A woman?” Vergil asked and Arkham nodded. Trish heard the voice and sat up, trying to remember everything that happened. Slowly piecing it all together through the cobwebs in her brain

“We will require quite a bit of human blood to unlock the seal so I brought a sacrifice.” Arkham responded. A sacrifice? Everything clicked together and Trish’s eyes widened. That’s right! She had been taken, but how had he gotten in? Her blue eyes looked up into the silver eyes of Vergil and she felt her heart skip a beat.

“She won’t be missed. I’ve watched her all day, she has little to no connection to those around her.” Trish felt fury at his words, but also pain as she knew they were true.

“It won’t matter if she had connections or not. Anyone who came looking for her would only end up dead.” Trish felt a cold chill rush through her. What was going on? Where was she? A demon sprang up behind Vergil and howled. It’s face and hands were skeletal, one of the sockets was empty, but the other glowed with a blue light. Its black robes flowed about it and Trish was reminded of a grim reaper. The demon seemed to be groveling to Vergil, but he wasn’t paying attention to it. Instead, his eyes were focused on the woman kneeling before him.

“What is your name, woman?” He asked.

“Trish. Trish Uesugi.” Trish answered and the demon behind Vergil groaned. Quick as a flash, Vergil had drawn his sword, twirled it, then sliced it down. The demon behind him jerked and quit making any noise as Vergil slowly sheathed his sword once more. Once it clicked into place, the demon fell apart behind him. Trish’s eyes widened as she watched the pieces fall off the tower, Vergil’s eyes never leaving her. He used the end of Yamato to turn her head towards him again, his eyes locked with hers.

“Trish, you are going to be our sacrifice. I need the power of my father, Sparda, and I need your blood to do it. As you can see, I have no reservations of killing. Don’t try to run away, you won’t get very far. I need your blood, I don’t need you in pristine condition to make that happen.” Vergil warned. He expected fear or sadness at his words, maybe even resignation, but was surprised when he saw none. Instead, he saw relief and this piqued his curiosity.

“I understand. I won’t run.” Trish said and Vergil nodded.

“Now, we wait. There is one final piece I need to unlock the seal and my brother is bringing it. Relish in these last few hours, they will be your last.” Vergil said and turned to overlook the city once more. Trish slowly got to her feet and looked out, not recognizing the city at all. Just how far had she come? It must’ve been quite a ways since the sun was just starting to set and the lights of the city were coming on. But despite the view and the many questions she had, she couldn’t help but smile. Finally. Finally, the pain would end.

Finally, she could die.

[frnkievigo]

ey y’all! i’m olive (georgia’s player) and this is my aggressive bean saskia!! she’s an old muse of mine and bundle of drama (some things never change) and i can’t wait to plot with y’all!!! im hyped up on about four cups of coffee and im ready to do this!

( taylor hill | 21 | cisfemale ) i swear i saw saskia cohen around campus yesterday. i hear she is very abrasive, mercurial & clever, which explains why when you think of them, you’d think of stick and poke tattoos & ripped fishnet tights tucked into doc martens. they’re in their junior year and studying music. (olive, 21, est, she/ha)

also her pinterest is here! 

first of all: she’s garbage!! your problematic fave. selfish and manipulative. cares only about herself and can’t be bothered by emotions (except for anger). would sell your soul for a klondike bar. would sell her own soul but it’s already gone

probably one of the richest people you will ever meet. also know as saskia “i’m richer than u” cohen. her dad works for apple so she’s known to throw free ipads at people as bribes/gifts.

SCARY AF

LOVES. SEX. doesn’t know when to stop talking about sex and is rlly bad at keeping the words that come out of her mouth appropriate. probably keeps a list of everyone she’s slept with and loves to cause trouble in your household. would love some awkward hookup plots bc I think those are hilarious

coke lover! a bad little habit she developed in high school/college. rlly admires jack kerouac (bc she’s trash) and thinks doing a ton of drugs makes her a cooler musician. probably sells shit on the side sometimes to keep up her income when she’s cut off by her parents

she has a bit of an anger management problem. while most of the time her bitchiness is tolerable and she gets away with it, she can fly off the handle really easily. it’s really terrifying when she snaps because she looks so sweet and harmless?? someone needs to teach her what guilt is. has been known to carry a knife disguised in a lipstick tube.

i swear she has a ehart but its buried underneath about ten layers of trauma and sarcasm

she’s from LA and has a lot of famous friends from her degenerate youth. most likely to be spotted slapping a girl on a reality television show

her mom is a failed Hollywood actress who remarried with her twenty one year old boyfriend, so you could say she has a bitter relationship with her family. lots of pent up rage surrounding her parents

her mom in particular is HORRID. think of a combination of Kris Jenner and Trish Walker’s mom from Jessica Jones. momager to the extreme abusive end. they really wanted Saskia to be a child star, so her mom made her diet at the age of 6, treated her really awfully and verbally berated her, etc

is queen of the pity party. she pretty much is the champion of feeling sorry for herself, and then getting blackout drunk to make up for it. she thinks she’s the only one that’s been through shit cue the big sigh.

is actually secretly very smart?? could be doing anything and is either going to end up a ceo or the boss of a crime syndicate. studying music at lockwood bc its her passion but she’s surprisingly very good at math and science too despite showing up to class looking like a truck just hit her every da

her aesthetic is kind of satin sheets, chokers, black clothing, methol cigarettes, whisky, black coffee, bruised knuckles, bloody lips, eye bags, dark lipstick, doc martens

WANTED PLOTS: fwb, hookups, a relationship that’s quickly going off the rails, toxic exes who still fight all the time, unlikely friends, a friend she’s protective of, GIVE ME HER BANDMATES!

that’s all I can think of for now!! like this post if you wanna plot and I’ll spam your messages

[akagoddammit]

AKA Letter || Solo

summary: jessica writes a letter to trish

trigger warnings: death (obvs), implied past abuse, suicidal ideation,  nothing graphic 

trish,

you goddamn promised. you swore i wouldnt lose you.

but i guess we’ve broken a lot of promises to each other over the years. like when we were sixteen, and i promised i wouldnt let your mom find out about that party you threw when she was gone. but at least then i was there. i stopped her. kept you safe.

im sorry. christ, trish, im so goddamn sorry. and if you could actually read this stupid bullshit pointless letter, you’d tell me i have nothing to be sorry for. but i do. i heard it, i heard you say my name, and i wasn’t there. i wasn’t there to be the hero you wanted me to be. the hero you always thought i could be.

idk if i can. idk if ‘heroes’ are supposed to write letters like this on a legal pad, with hands that wont stop shaking. (idk if thats bc i havent had a drink since that night or if its... shit.) idk if heroes are supposed to be this goddamn screwed up. you werent. whatever you mightve thought. i know you, i know you still thought you’d never be good enough, that you never quite got her voice out of your head (i know how hard that is, too, how loud they can be). i know you wanted to save all those girls, all those people suffering and lost, because you were still so ashamed of what you went through. but it wasnt your fault. it never was.

i dont think i told you that enough. idk if a thousand times wouldve been enough, bc jesus, how many times did you tell me reva wasn’t my fault? that hope wasn’t? or ruben or wendy or his parents, or him. and i never believed you. i didnt listen. you were trying to pull me out of the water, but i was too busy drowning myself in goddamn pity.

christ, i still am. but im trying, trish. i really am. im sorry, sorry i was too -- whatever, stubborn or stupid or blind, sorry i didnt do this earlier. im not drinking anymore. trying not to. i know it bugged you, but we didn’t talk about it. i used to downplay it around you, believe it or not. i didnt want you to know what a goddamn mess i was. 

you probably did anyway. you knew everything about me, even when i couldnt say. christ, theres so much i didnt say. so much i didnt say enough.

i love you.

im proud of you.

i missed you too, all those months you were missing me. 

you were my hero.

you still are.

i googled this twelve steps shit. i didnt remember them from when you used to go. but this one, this thing about a ‘higher power?’ thats one ive always had an issue with. but this one site, it said a higher power doesnt have to mean god. it can mean ‘recovery itself’ or the meeting, or your support system -- whatever you need it to mean.

my higher power is you, trish. it always has been. i ask myself all the time, what would trish do? you were always so much better than i was, better at comforting people, better at being a person. hell, you were a better hero than i was too. you had the heart for it. you believed in it, more than i ever did.

but you believed in me, too. and thats going to have to be enough, at least for now. bc im gonna be the hero you wanted me to be. im really gonna do it. im not wearing the stupid costume, i still say jewel is a stripper’s name... but im gonna do it. shit, i might even use the name. just for you. 

im gonna find who did this to you. and im gonna do what you wouldve done -- im gonna do it right. im gonna make it right, trish. you deserve that. you deserve so much more.

you know the one thing i never told you, about kilgrave? (his name isnt so goddamn terrifying in my head anymore. his ghost doesnt even goddamn matter.) he got me pregnant. right before the bus crash. i didnt even know at first, but i figured it out. and i took care of it myself, made the appointment, because i couldnt look you in the eye and tell you about it. i’ve never told anyone, but i especially couldnt tell you. bc i know somehow, you would’ve found a way to make even that okay, you probably wouldnt have even been mad that i lied to you about why i was so goddamn sick back then. you always knew exactly what to say. im gonna miss that. 

im gonna miss a lot of shit.

i used to think those street names, main street, birch street, higgins drive, cobalt lane, that those were the only happy memories i had left. but they weren’t. i had you, too. sitting on your couch and throwing popcorn at the screen. growing up with you, breaking god knows how many of your hair brushes. the way you used to look at me whenever i showed up on your balcony. that little smile like you were trying to be annoyed, but you really goddamn weren’t. the way we used to pretend id eventually buy you dinner one day. how you kept fixing my door, even though it’d just be broken again two weeks later. listening to you on the radio. falling asleep on the couch, in the middle of gone girl for the thousandth time. 

i’d give anything to watch it one more time with you. i’d stay awake the entire goddamn time.

but that’s just what if, if only. and i know how pointless that game is.

thanks for trying to put me back together. for never giving up on me, for always giving me whatever i asked for. for being there, that night on the docks. for driving me around in your car and not caring when i bled on the seats. for wrapping my ribs and tucking me in on your couch, and for never letting me throw my life away completely.

thanks for being the best goddamn sister i could’ve asked for.

i love you. 

im still pissed that you died, but i love you. so much.

maybe i’ll even take your other bit of advice sometime. maybe after this is done, i’ll let myself be happy. it’s hard to imagine that without you. you should be here for it. 

your sister,

jessica jones

[akafuckyou-blog]

note (trish)

for a letter jessica left for trish in case she died:

trish,

i’ve always been shit at goodbyes. usually i just leave, but this time… i figured i owed you.

im sorry. im so goddamn sorry.

i don’t know how many times i’ve had to say that to you. too many to count, but every time, you found someway to forgive me. you’re not as stubborn as you goddamn think. still more stubborn than me, though. that wasn’t a compliment, but take it as one anyway, okay?

i don’t think i’ve ever thanked you, though. not enough anyway. trish, i never would’ve lasted as long as i did without you. and i’m not just talking about the times you scraped me off the floor, poured me into a cab, dragged me away from another bar fight. or what you did for me after that deranged prick took me. after he came back. you were the hero then, not me. you’ve always been the hero. you don’t need a costume or a name or goddamn powers. you’ve got the heart for this shit. the one thing i never had.

but i wanna thank you for all of it. for putting up with me. for believing in me, even when common freakin’ sense said that was stupid. for fixing my goddamn door over and over. for telling your goddamn mom about the girl at school who lost her whole family in a stupid accident. i know it was just a publicity stunt for her, but honestly? it changed my goddamn life. it brought you into it. 

your mom is still a bitch though, and i swear to god, if she hurts you again, i’ll rise from the goddamn grave and tie her earlobes to her brain. don’t let her near you again, you hear me? not for anything. 

thanks for being my sister. my best friend. the only person in the world i could say ‘i love you’ to and know that i actually meant it. 

i love you. i never said that enough either. but i do, trish, i love you. i love everything you do, everything you stand for. i love every part of you. i love your bruises from your goddamn krav maga. i love your radio show. i love how goddamn brilliant you are. i love that you’re relentless.  i love your voice, even when it’s judging my shitty little apartment or telling me off for another stupid thing i did. you’re probably cursing me out right now, or at least you should be. dying and leaving you behind is the stupidest thing i ever did. 

im still sorry. especially if it was my fault. 

i wish i could’ve been the hero you wanted me to be. i wish i could’ve been everything you wanted me to be. happy. i wish i could’ve listened to you, and allowed myself some goddamn happiness. take your own advice okay? don’t let this ruin that.

i love you more than anyone. more than anything in this goddamn world. i know it didn’t always seem that way. i know i pushed you away a lot, i know i turned to a goddamn bottle when i should’ve turned to you, but i mean it. you were the best thing in my sorry excuse for a life, and the only reason i even pretend there might be a god out there is because i swear, you’re a goddamn miracle, trish walker. the only time i ever felt like a hero was when you smiled at me. 

don’t you dare have a stupid sappy funeral. cremate me, and take me up somewhere high and toss my ashes over the city. maybe it’ll feel like flying. actual flying. that’d be nice.

and if you even think about getting high, i’ll reform and kick your ass back to rehab. call me a hypocrite, i don’t care. you don’t get to self-destruct over me, that’s my goddamn job. you’re too important trish, not just to me, but to everyone who meets you. to the people who listen to your show, to those people you’re trying to save every night. so take care of yourself. i mean it.

i still don’t like the idea of you doing the hero thing. but you’re good at it. i couldn’t say it, but i’m saying it now. you’re good at this, and if you’re gonna do it, do it goddamn right. put on the cape. save the world. if anyone can do it, it’s you.

hellcat is a rad name. not stripper-y at all.

do me a favor, and go in my desk. there’s a bunch of letters i need you to deliver. and there’s files that oughta be kept somewhere with an actual lock.

sorry again.

i love you.

forget me.

or… don’t. 

i hope there’s whiskey on the other side, because goddammit, i need a drink.

– jessica jones

p.s. patsy was my first ever girl crush. i thought that might make you laugh.