#maybe cuz I'm being stressed right now that I find everything funny

[echoing-gravity]

Blind Earthshaker Au

I wanna see a series rewrite where everything is the same except Percy is blind but can see better than everyone around him and has Katara's ice bending and toph beifong's Seismic Vibration Senses.

Like his dad is called the earth SHAKER so I don't think he can bend the earth too well but Percy is like feeling and making tiny vibrations/Earthquakes with his feet to see. He's super weak to air based projectiles think arrows. Or like literally anything a wind spirit picks up and throws in his general direction.

(He will tap his foot like an angry rabbit when hes stressed or caught off guard. I'm thinking wind spirits since they don't touch the ground OR have any water inside their bodies)

He can also "see" like where all the water is around him in a certain distance. Like mentally he has a 3d map of where things are. He doesn't like going places where theirs not a lot of water/or gorund. he can like tell when people are nervous by the speed of their blood flow/ the rhythm of their hearts. And is super precise with his ice bending be cuz of it.

Maybe Sally dies early or something and like we've got like 7 year old blind Percy wandering the streets but like since he can see where all the monsters are with his vibration earthy senses he can avoid them really well. Like "oh huh that guy has Hoooves? Nope. Percy outta here. Noo thanks." Since the mist is mostly sight based, and stuff, I feel like Percy would have a HUGE advantage.

In cannon it's shown that Percy is like really clairvoyant, what with all his dreams and stuff. So in my au he knows about the big three pact, and is just bullshiting people into thinking he's related to Khione goddess of snow and ice. And desperately trying not to let into the fact that he's blind.

(Luke/or/annabeth/or/Leo/or/Rachel/or Whoever he ends up being best friends with figures it out eventually be cuz theyve been friends for so long.)

At some point he runs into an 11yr old Luke pre- Luke meeting Thalia&Annabeth. And then we have them having the dynamic of Percy being a manic feral little shit and Luke trying to be responsible and protect him but ends up being the one protected all the time. I think it'd be funny.

Or maybe he runs into 7 year old annabeth and they become badass -cant be beat- besties. Percy snipe murdering every spider in a quarter mile radius, after he finds out annabeth is afraid of them.

I'm more partial to the meets Luke one cuz then when Percy and annabeth go on their first quest we'd get this fucking glorious scene:

Annabeth: no don't look Percy! You'll die!

Unhinged feral blind Percy: hahaha bitch u thought!!! *He says as he uncaps riptide witch was hidden in his hand.*

Medusa: *gurgling noise be cuz there is now a sword in her neck.*

Or in book two:

Circe standing with Percy Infront of enchanted mirror: isn't there Something u wish u could change about ur appearance? Drink this magic smoothie!

Unhinged feral blind Percy: haha bitch YOU THOUGHT.

Circe is now being held at knife point. (Or.. smootie- icicle point?)

Or if a pissed off god flashes their true form.

Hera: how... how are you alive?!

*Percy with his head tilted/angled so it looks like he's looking at them.*

Percy: *sing-songy voice* I know something yoooouuu doooonnntt! :)

Or if he gets hit by cupids arrow.

Cupid: the next person u look at with direct eye contact you will fall helplessly in love with them.

unhinged feral blind Percy: HAHAHA BITCH GUESS WHAT!

I'm sure there's more areas in the books or just Greek mythos in general where being blind is actually an advantage, but I can't think of any off the top of my head.

Or oooor -this is the one that I see being most likely to happen- hear me out: he runs into LEO. Since Hera was using the mist like crazy to hide him, but Percy is unaffected/immune to the most because He. Can't. See. It.

They steal/hijack an RV to live in. That could be cool. Leo has trama based on like burning people, right? Percy in canon Swam in LAVA, boy is fire-fucking-PROOF!! Fire and ice friends!

('oh my gods, they were roommates' perleo shipping intensifies)

Leo probably: you're nickname shall be Snowflake. Becuz ice powers.

Leo mentally: "wow! this person is really pretty, and funny and is like me, AND THEIR FUCKING FIREPROOF?"

Leo mentally: lets get fucking married.

Or maybe Sally doesn't die and Percy's blindness is known. He goes to school and guess who volunteered to help read his paperwork to him. That's right our favorite eco-rights activist: Rachel Elizabeth Dare!

Since Percy is blind he doesn't? Have dyslexia? I'm not entirely sure about how to explain this one. But like he's blind. People read things for him. (so he isnt effected by having dyslexia, becuase someone else is reading things for him.) He'd have good grades. Percy is sooo fucking smart. But like no one remembers cuz annabeth is always putting him down with all that doubt in canon. "Seaweed Brain!" I hate that nickname. Fuck canon annabeth. U don't have to put others down to have confidence in yourself omfg.

someone who isnt me write it. this is a writing prompt go! fanfic writers gooo!

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Cyno passing out from illness situations that got me goin brrrrr

he’s been sick for only a day or so, but I’m imagining it’s horrific food poisoning. Maybe his go too restaurant has finally failed him. Regardless Both ends, and both ends a lot. It’s a wonder he still has so much in him kinda wonder like how is he still getting sick?? So he’s dealing with that, and per his and Tighnaries agreement when it hits late at night he wakes nari up. Tells him he feels like death, can hardly talk around the nausea. And while he knows he isn’t bout to puke he does know he doesn’t have long till he needs the bathroom anyways. He rushes off and the cycle begins. Now, I’m imagining later, after a few rounds of illness if your choice, nari is up trying to find something he can take to help calm his stomach. Cyno then comes *wobbling* out of the bathroom and in a full daze seems nari out in the kitchen. Hunched over, and shivering. Maybe Cyno mumbles something to him and as nari turns around he sees Cyno- his brown skin gone practically grey- and sees him DROP to the floor.

tighnari is fast, he does to grab him but not before dropping the tea or whatever he was holding, and maybe Tighnari gets hurt too. A cut or a burn or something that requires attention later 100% plus his anxiety is through the roof cuz holy hell normally he can catch it when cyno is looking pale.. but it’s late at night and the sickness came on sooo fast, and neither of them are awake enough to navigate this normally. And now Tighnari has a passed out boyfriend, a broken mug and an injury to deal with. What does he address first? How does Cyno end up coming around and how does he deal with knowing how much chaos nari had to deal with all on his own? I feel like in the end Cyno would try hard to reassure and calm nari down despite being sick, because frankly Tighnari was * scared *

also I think cyno trying to comfort Tighnari while still in the recovery position and still feeling wretched is both really endearing and kinda funny

WAIT WAIT WAAAAIT I LOVE THIS, I LOVE THIS SO MUCH—

This actually feeds heavily into my brainrot, because even though I'm in more of Lyney mood right now, I have been brainstorming for the next Cynonari fic on my list 👀

Okay I'm absolutely in love with this. First of all, yes to that scenario, I'm really craving a severe sickfic. Like give me a character that borderline has to consider the ER because they're that sick. And of course poor Cyno is a brilliant candidate, because he always is! (I'm so sorry Cyno, I really enjoy making you miserable in my writing)

I've also been thinking a lot more about the whole "Cyno gets light-headed when he throws up" thing, so your timing is brilliant with this ask.

I'm envisioning this already.

Cyno is approaching, his legs like jelly beneath him. Tighnari hears his footsteps and hears him say something, and he's opening his mouth to tell Cyno he shouldn't have come looking for him, he would have been right back- only before he can make a sound he locks eyes with Cyno and sees just how horrific he looks. And it's like everything goes into slow motion because suddenly Cyno's knees are buckling and Tighnari sees his eyes start to roll back, and he just throws down whatever he's holding and sprints to catch Cyno. He catches Cyno in time but his own balance is thrown off and he basically goes down with Cyno, but it's okay, he stopped Cyno from getting hurt or knocking his head on anything.

I can see Tighnari remaining calm on the outside, but on the inside he's panicking. When all is said and done later and he finally gets to breath, I imagine him just sliding down to the floor somewhere with his back against the wall and breaking down into silent tears because he can't remember the last time he was this stressed out and worried over Cyno.

Also that image of Cyno trying to comfort Tighnari while he's still in the recovery position pale as a ghost,,, I can't decide if I want to cry or laugh at that 😭 That is really sweet and loving and wholesome, but Cyno you really are in no state to be doing the comforting

Damn I love this idea, I might need to work it into the last Cynonari Novemetober fic??

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Ronan accidentally dreams up a child version of Declan. it's completely unintentional, maybe manifesting some subconscious thing as the two of them struggle to mend their fractured relationship and Ronan tries to reconcile the parts of their childhood that he thought were true but is not realizing were not, etc etc. however it happens, they've now got a 6yo Declan clone on their hands.

and the series made clear that dreaming is not like most fantasy series magic systems. they go out of their way to establish that dream people are real people. so there's no getting rid of this kid, he's not an illusion or a spell that can be broken, he's real and he's here and he's permanent.

Declan hates everything about this. he doesn't like kids very much in general, but this kid in particular is........him. and it's a version of him that is young and stressed and sad and closed off but who isn't good at hiding it yet. a child who reminds him of all those emotions he refuses to admit he still has. he doesn't have any patience for his own emotions as an adult, he would have even less patience for them in this context.

it's Matthew who asks him "why are you so mean to yourself?"

nobody's ever really noticed that he's mean to himself as an adult -- all the shaming and berating happens inside his own head behind the blandly pleasant businesslike face, and he'd never admit to it if asked. now he's being forced to externalize all the internalized bullshit that comes with his eldest daughter syndrome and parentification.

"i'm not being mean, i'm just…………he needs to learn. life isn't fair and it'll be better for him if he understands that now. he's acting like a baby. he needs to grow up."

Matthew is so protective of this kid, right off the bat. both because that is his BROTHER, thank you very much, and he loves all his brothers, even the new spontaneously generated doppelganger ones, and also empathetically as another dream. he flat out refuses to allow Declan and Ronan to lie to bb!Declan about the situation like they did to him his entire life, even if explaining it in full to a 6yo proves challenging.

the first thing bb!Declan says after grasping you're a dream thing is "am i a secret?"

he doesn't quiiiite understand dreaming conceptually, it's complicated, but he does understand that dreams are things that no one talks about. dreams are dangerous. dreams get swept under the rug or sucked into that big vacuum bag to disappear forever or buried in the fields where no one will find them.

that might be the first moment that Ronan truly understands why Declan hates their dad.

Ronan's feelings on this clone are mixed. on the one hand, it's Declan, ew. on the other hand, Ronan actually does like kids, he's a SUCKER for kids. bb!Declan is alternately quiet/serious/well-behaved and visibly, obviously anxious/edgy/clingy. he starts out avoiding Ronan (once he understands that this is Ronan) because at 6yo he's lived with his brother's dreaming long enough to have developed a healthy wariness of the dangers of it, but grown up Ronan doesn't bring back dangerous things like he did as a kid, and it's not long before bb!Declan is firmly attached. grown up Ronan is fun and funny and more patient than grown up Declan is, by far.

(like with Mór, bb!Declan can always tell when his older self is getting tired of dealing with him, even when he's not angry. dad used to tell him that mommy wasn't mad at him, she just needed space. bb!Declan says this to Ronan, Declan goes white in the face, and this is how the younger Lynch brothers find out about Mór in this 'verse, cuz Aurora was never angry a day in her life, nor did she ever need space from her boys.)

(which would be worse for Declan? becoming his father or turning into his mother? both existentially horrifying concepts for him.)

the question remains of what to DO with this child. Declan tries desperately to think of some way to get rid of him, with Matthew getting increasingly angry that he would even consider that, while the Gangsey take turns babysitting.

Blue charges for her services cuz she knows Declan's good for it, lol. Gansey has absolutely no idea what to do with a child and falls back on dramatic retellings of Glendower, which bb!Declan eats up cuz they remind him of his dad's bedtime stories. Adam is trying really hard not to get too attached but bb!Declan is so inquisitive and asks him so many questions and LOVES that Adam gives him full unabridged answers and doesn't talk down to him. Ronan has decided that bb!Declan is fun, "when did you stop being fun, Decklo??" (he looks up to find that Declan has already fled the room -- seeing Ronan so openly fond of his younger self when he's long since given up on connecting with the normal version hurts way more than Declan is willing to admit to out loud.)

Declan is at wit's end. it's already been weeks, probably, and there's no solution in sight, and he's had people in his space non-stop the entire time, and taking care of an actual child is way more labor-intensive than looking after Matthew had been, and all this goes double if we have autistic flavored Declans 😂 they're both chronically overstimulated, their routines have been thoroughly disrupted, and their preferences and comfort foods and whatnot have changed over the years and no longer align.

it's a goddamn mess and at some point, Declan just leaves. he gets in the car and disappears for like 3 days without warning. it's very uncharacteristic of him, Matthew is freaking out, Blue's threatening (concernedly) to charge him double for the last minute babysitting, even Ronan is texting him. but he comes back eventually, slightly more settled. he cuts all the tags out of bb!Declan's shirts. he buys the brand of crackers he remembers liking at that age even though he doesn't like them anymore. he makes a conscious deliberate effort (so, so difficult) to remember that this is an innocent child, he is not at fault for experiencing emotions, he deserves to be treated gently."

it's better, for a few days. but his -- their -- birthday is coming up, Declan turning 20 and bb!Declan turning 7, and it hits Declan all at once that this truly isn't going away. that there's no way out of this, there's no magic fix, there's no escape. that he's going to be responsible for this child for another 11 years.

that's when Ronan finds Declan on the floor in his own closet, head between his knees, struggling to breathe because he can't DO this. keeping track of Ronan and Matthew until they reached majority was one thing, and he's been white-knuckling his way through it as best he can, but he cannot be responsible for raising any child, much less him-fucking-SELF. he was supposed to be free in another year when Matthew turned 18, he was supposed to go to college, he was supposed to have a life, he was supposed to finally get the chance to exist as his own person, and what now? what now?

and Ronan, witnessing this, has his own (surprising to everyone except maybe Adam) revelation. that he's not planning on college. he's not career-oriented. he's independently wealthy, he's settled and (more or less) stable, and he likes kids way more than Declan ever has. hell, he's already got one, weird feral little creature that she is.

before he even realizes it, Ronan is making the offer. he'll take bb!Declan. as long as Declan promises to have some kind of relationship with the kid and not just fuck off forever, Ronan will raise him at the Barns, claim him as some illegitimate half-brother they just found out about, dream up a paper trail for him. it's not perfect, but no solution was ever going to be in this situation, and really it should be his responsibility, shouldn't it? since he was the one to dream the kid in the first place?

he sort of expects Adam to run for the hills upon announcing this, especially because he made the decision without consulting him first, but Adam is more resigned than surprised. he'd seen this coming from a mile away. he's not overly thrilled at the idea of being a co-parent of two by the age of 18, but this is what he gets for falling in love with such a big-hearted Lynch, so.

it works, honestly. it's weird and it's messy and there's plenty of bumps in the road, but bb!Declan thrives at the Barns when there are no secrets to keep. when his guardian is present and makes no demands of him except chores. he comes out of his shell bit by bit, and he's happy, enthusiastic and curious and effusively loving, and Ronan fucking adores that kid, even if it is Declan in miniature.

and Declan himself gets to go to school, he gets to disentangle himself from the responsibility of his family enough that he can fucking breathe for the first time in his life, and he comes to terms (painfully, but necessarily) with the fact that this new version of him is going to get the childhood that he didn't. he's going to be loved and safeguarded and allowed to be a fucking kid.

weird as it is, there's healing in that.

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Mini Fanfic #1076: Another Star Stealing Attempt (King of Fighters)

3:45 p.m. at the Bogard's Residence's Living Room.......

Shingo: (Okay, Shingo, this is it. You've reached Boo, that River Raiders minigane gave me just the amount coins I needed and then some, despite how slow and....slightly one-sided that experience was, now it's time for me put my final piece of the plan in motion and steal me a Star! Now granted, as a reminder, you are up against two out of three of your best friends who are stronger and elmentally more talented than you and your girlfriend whom you love and cherish each and everyday of your mundane life. Doesn't change the fact that you still have five or four more turns left in this board and-)

Shingo continues mumbling and thinking a tad bit out loud about his current plans while the others stares at him.

Rock: He....do realize we can still hear him, right?

K': (Shrugs) He might as well be at this point. He knows he ain't slick.

Kula: Yeah. (Smiles Brightly at Shingo Beside Her) But he's looks cute when he over analyzes everything.

Leona: (Smiles at Shingo as Well on her Side of the Sofa) I agree. It's nice to see him get himself so deep into his thoughts every once in a while.

K': For you two maybe. (A Small Smirk Starts Appearing on his Face) All I see is a perfect opportunity to fuck with him.

Rock: (Gives K' a Deadpinned Look on his Face) No surprise there.

Kula: (Pouts at K') Once a jerkface, always a jerkface!

K': Hey. (Tilts his Finger at Rock) I'm only a jerkface because about all of you fifty percent of the time. And cuz it's funny. Now, help me find the loudest air horn apps on your phones.

Leona: (Glares at K') How about I bring Shingo back to his senses instead? The last thing he needs is another stress endeuce panic attack from YOU of all people....

K': How many times I have to apologize for that crap?

Leona: (Crosses her Arms) You can apologize all you want. Doesn't change the fact that I'm still peeved at you for what happened that morning. Now if you'll excuse me.....(Gently Place and Rubs onto Her Boyfriend's Arm Right Beside Her) Shingo-Kun?

Shingo: (Immediately Gets Startled by the Touch) I'M NOT PLANNING ANYTHING! YOU ARE!! (Quickly Starts Coming Back to his Senses as He Starts Looking Back and Forth at the Room) Wait- Huh? What happened?

Leona: (Smiles Softly at Shingo) Nothing much. We were just making sure you're okay is all.

Rock: And making sure K' doesn't try jumpscaring you with the air horns.

Shingo: (Glares at K') You were going to jumpscare me? Jerk.

K': (Rolls his Eyes) Yeah, yeah. I'm a dick ir whatever. Now are you gonna choose whose Star you're stealing from or what? (Glares at Shingo Menacingly) And you better not pick me this time.......

Kula: (Already in Tears) ('Sniff') And ME!!!~

Shingo: (Facepalms Himself While Sighing) Oh Goddamnit....This again?

Kula: NO SWEARING!

Shingo: IT SLIPPED OUT OF MY, OKAY!? I'M SORRY!

K': You better be.

Shingo: (Points and Glares Back K' in a Comical Sense) AND WHEN ARE YOU EVER GOING TO STOP GLARING ME LIKE THAT, HUH!?

K': I dunno. Are you planning on stealing my Star?

Shingo: I-I don't know!.....(Looks Away While Shyly Twiddling his Fingers Together) Maybe.....

K': (Went Back to Glaring Shingo Menacingly) Then your request is denied.

Shingo: (Immediately Turns Back to K') WHAT THE HELL!? I SAID "MAYBE", NOT "YES"!

K': Yeah. But you sure as hell didn't say "no" either.

Kula: STOP. SWEARING!!!

Leona: (Watches the Trio Banter Towards One Another With a Slightly Confused Look on her Face) What.....Is even happening right now?

Rock: (Walks Towards Behind her Side of the Sofa) Peer Pressure at it's finest. This always happens whenever Shingo goes to Boo to steal a Star. K' would threaten him yhat he'll kick his ass, while Kula would assume that he doesn't love her as much. And more times than not, it would usually ends with mines being taken. Not that I minded all that much. I rather him or Kula take it than K' anyday of the week.

Leona: Agreed. I just wish he would take Shingo-Kun more seriously than he does messing with him. Especially when he's able to created sparks from his fists.

Rock: (Turns to Leona) Sparks?

Leona: (Eyes Widened at the Sudden Realization) Oh! (Takes her Phone Out From her Phone and Search For the Picture She Was Looking For) I forgot to tell you and others about this earlier, but one time during our recent workout sessions, Shingo-Kun's was able to punch a punching bag hard enough to imprint a scorched mark. (Shows Rock the Picture) See?

Rock: Wait, hang on. Let me put my glasses on me first.

Leona: You wear glasses?

Rock: On occasions. (Takes Out a Black Glasses Case From Out of his Jacket, Opens it and Puts his Glasses On) Mary was worried that I kept staying up all night playing video games as of late, so she took me to eye doctor to get one. (Chuckles a Bit) She even made Terry get one of his own at one point.

Leona: Knowing him, I'm certain he doesn't wearing them all that often.

Rock: Yeah, totally. (Fixes his Glasses Up his Face a Little as He Sees the Picture of the Small, but Noticeable Scorched Mark on the Punching Bag Leona Told Him About) Huh. So this was all done by Shingo, huh? (Smiles Softly) He really came a long way.

Leona: (Smiles Softly as Well) He has. And I couldn't be anymore proud of him for it.

Rock: Agreed. And listen, I know K' is a lot of things-

Leona: Lazy, rude, arrogant, incompetent in some areas.

Rock: (Snickers a Bit) Wow. You described him.a lot perfectly than I ever could. But still, despite all of that, he does care about Shingo a lot. He just has his way of showing it is all.

Leona: ('Sigh') I suppose you do have a point there. (Turns Back to the Trio Still Bantering Towards Each Other) Speaking of which.....

Rock: I got this.

Rock takes his phone out from his pants pocket and turns on a fairly loud trumpet alarm, instantly startling three of his and Leona's friends enough to get his attention.

K': (Glares at Rock) Would it at least kill you to warn us before you start doing that shit, Bogard!?

Rock: (Shrugs With a Cheeky Smirk on his Face) I could've, but trumpet alarming you guys is a lot funner to me.

Leona: As much as I would love to hear more of your banters, I believe we've wasted enough time as we should. (Turbs Back to her Boyfriend) Shingo-Kun, you are more than welcome to steal a Star from me.

Shingo: (Eyes Widened in Complete Shock) What!? But you've just gotten yours fair and square.

Leona: (Smiles Softly) True, but you've worked hard to obtain the necessary amount of coins you needed to get here. Plus, the Current Star Space isn't too far off from my direction, so it's better to accept my loss than try convince you not to.

Kula: Aww......

K': You are one brave soldier, Leona Heidern. I envy you. (Puts on a Satisfied Grin on his Face) Now let's go ahead and steal.that Star of Her's- What the fuck!?

Much to K's surprise, Shingo steals his Star by picking his character, Waluigi.

Kuka: ('GASPS') Plot Twist!

Leona: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise) Shingo, what are you doing?

Shingo: Something I should've done from the start. (Turns to Leona While Gently Grabbing Hold to Both of her Hands) This is your first playing Mario Party with us. And I'm not gonna ruin it by stealing something you worked just as hard as getting.

Leona: (Heart Begins to Melt in Genuine Happiness as She Gently Squeezes her Boyfriend's Hands) You sweetheart~ You or anyone in this room could never ruin my first experience in playing video games with you guys. I'm already enjoying myself quite well honestly.

Shingo: Aww~ You are?

Leona: (Happily Nodded) Mmhmm. Granted, I'm still new to this kind of stuff myself, but it doesn't falter my enjoyment one bit. But it means so much to see you look out for me.

Shingo: (Smiles Brightly) Of course! What kind if boyfriend I would if I didn't. I love you, Leona-san~

Leona: I love you too, Shingo-Kun~

The couple stares happily at each other for a brief second before giving each other a soft peck on each other's lips.

Kula: (Clasps her Hands Together While Her Eyes Sparkle in Pure Happiness at the Scene) AWWWWWWWWWWWW!~

Rock: Now that's adorable.

K': ('Sighs Heavily in Defeat') Yeah, cute. But not surprising either. I'll get your ass back for this, Shingo Yabuki.

Shingo: (Gives K' a Competitive Grin on his FaceL Ready for you anytime, K'Dash! (Grin Quickly Falters into Fear as Slouches Himself Down a Bit) He's gonna squash me like a bug.....

Leona: (Whispers into Shingo's Ears) Don't worry. I brought myself a Custom Warp Block on the last turn. I could always use it on him if tries anything drastic. It's the least I cam do for what you've done for me.

Shingo: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness as Pulls his Girlfriend into a Loving Hug) Oh honey!~ Thank you!~

Leona: Honey?

Shingo: Uhh.... (Eyes Widened at the Realization of What He Just Said Before Quickly Letting Go of Leona and Looking Away Blushing) I-It's one if the few nicknames I came up for you. N-Not official mind you! Just a Work in Progress is all.....Sorry.

Leona: (Shakes her Head as She Happily Hugs Shingo Beside Her) Don't apologize. It sounds lovely~

Shingo: I'm not too sure about that personally....(Happily Rest his Head on Top of Leona's) But I'm glad you like it~

K': Hey, are we going to start the minigane or what?

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"You’re not just some pawn that someone can sacrifice whenever they like.” He says with a glare. “You’re your own fucking person Julian. You control your future, not some fucking coward who doesn’t even have the guts to fight on the frontlines like you did.”

He leans in closer.

“You’re not Faon Vert the first to be Akumatized, or Siren the one who lied to Paris. You’re Julian Le Beau. And I love you no matter who you want to be.”

Chapter 16: Backwarder

Buck up Kitten, Our Tail Ain't Fin-ished Yet by @nervou5wr3ck

Bonus doodle of my ocs cuz part of me regrets giving Oracle a long beak mask but the other part of me is just cackling at a possible crack scenario 😂😭🙈

[everafterkeiji]

Song: Getting Over You by Lauv

Summary: Unexpected things happen all the time but meeting him was one of the best parts of it.

Pairings: Atsumu Miya x gn!reader

Word count: 7.1k

Tags, Genre: implied enemies to semi lovers! trope, slight angst, curse words, timeskip! Atsumu

A/N: pls i didn't intend to change it last minute but pls let me know if u liked it cuz im still having second thoughts <3

“No- I’m sorry.” Atsumu says as you felt your heart snap and break into two distant pieces. You already limited your expectations but there was a miniature amount of hope that you held onto and that was when you should’ve lost your grip.

“It’s fine, ‘Tsumu.”

It obviously wasn’t. No matter how loud the cries of your heart were, what mattered to you in this moment was to forget it ever happened- to run away and never face another failed trial of love. Atsumu can see past your smile and he hated the way it had to end in a way he avoided. There would be a time where his feelings would be up to confrontation but when it finally happened, he’d became a coward.

He was late to realize what the outcomes could lead to. How certain was he that your paths would meet again? How was he sure that he can revert this scenario in a better way that he wanted when you were losing your hold onto him?

“I have to go but it was nice knowing you, Miya.” Your lips were tugged in a weak smile while he questions why his body lacked the power to move but what resumes to play in his mind was the way his name escaped your lips like it was a curse to say it.

Turning your heel, there was an ache in Atsumu’s head. Was it regret? His decisions tied in knots? His emotions unable to declutter themselves? Hesitantly, he reaches for you. His hand wrapped around yours as you glanced down on his soft skin you used to despise to get near to.

His eyes told you stories that were hard to decipher all at once. His stories didn’t start with a setting, it started and ended with you, not a single page where you weren’t there but it seems like the chapters you had in your own story were being torn off to erase the traces of false hope.

“Y/N, I'm so sorry.” He whispers while you felt his hand tighten to make sure that you could stay- even if it lasted for a minute because he wasn’t sure fate could spare you two another moment.

But then, you softly removed his hold on you while the cold sweat runs down his forehead.

“It’s okay, ‘Tsumu. We were just never meant for each other.”

We could’ve been.

-

“Thank you for your time.” You bid the player as both bow each other as a way of manner. You gathered your bag as the athlete turns to you with a kind smile.

“I enjoyed the interview. I’m impressed at how prepared and professional you are. How long have you been doing this?” He asks, adjusting his outfit while you toss your bag on your shoulder with your camera slung around your neck.

“There was a journalism club back in my high school and I joined in ever since I was a first year.”

“You’re in college now?”

“Yes, sir.” He chuckles at your formality while he gives a pat to your shoulder.

“That’s good to hear. Goodluck with everything- I believe that you’ve got bright things ahead of you.” Your heart fluttered at the compliment while you bid your goodbyes. You step out of the hotel feeling the satisfaction hit you like a prize. The report can finally be simplified into a few more subtle fixes and maybe by 1am, you’d be able to present it to your professor without doubting your work.

Sighing happily, you decided to reward yourself to a lovely lunch with a view you often visited due to a reminiscent feeling that bubbles in your system. After ordering, you sat outside admiring the way the sun sets and leaves a lasting beauty before the moon shows.

The stress was fading from you. You had expected that the project would’ve taken weeks for you to finish knowing that some retired athletes usually avoid questions to why they left the sport they used to love. You had called a few, a struck of confidence was enough to make you do so but they often cancel your request because they either paid attention to your young age or because they weren’t ready to be asked such personal questions about them. You were lucky to score and interview with a well-known athlete whose had his fair share of the spotlight during his early 20’s. Sadly, his retirement was due to an accident and his weak body levels couldn’t bare the adrenaline of the sport. He was kind, patient, and understanding. Ever since he agreed, your attention was on the questions you’d lay upon him seeing that this was an opportunity you can’t waste. After gathering some of his past glories, you narrowed down your interrogation on what remains important to benefit the topic of your project. You were more than proud because of the compliment he had given you and the fact that you might be able to catch a break after a hectic week.

Opening your camera and flicking through the photos to decide on which you were going to use. Suddenly, a photo meets your sight. The peak of blonde and gray hair with a uniform that you missed.

The Inarizaki Volleyball Team.

Most especially, him.

A few years has passed since you’ve seen him and his brother. Osamu’s last interaction with you was filled with nothing but sweet memories and a hug that you could never forget the warmth of, while Atsumu’s last memory with you remained bittersweet- like a sour flavor in his tongue that never left. You tried too hard to forget fragments of your time with him but because of how much work you put yourself through, you lost time to reflect on the moments that didn’t hurt.

Half of your high school life was compressed into confusing parts of your story.

But the chapter that seems to be the most influential part of it, was where you got to meet the blonde who has stomped on your heart.

It was funny to be remembered as a person who had the guts to sneeze during the great Miya setters serve.

“Achoo!”

You immediately cover your face with your handkerchief as your sneeze echoed through the gym making Atsumu’s hand lose its power because he was stunned by the sound, the ball hitting the net instead as he almost hits Aran who was wide eyed that ball went his way. The team could hear Osamu’s ‘uh-oh’ and it was enough for them to know what the setter feels after the unfortunate event.

Atsumu grits his teeth as the other team cheers knowing they got the score while his head jolts to the crowd, aggressively searching for the one who messed up his serve. Even eyeing his fans who got scared by the way he turned his head in their direction.

Meanwhile, you’ve got glares surrounding you as your friend nudges you, letting out an exhale of disbelief that you’ve got death stares.

“We’ll get the next point ‘Tsumu, don’t worry.” Osamu says landing a hand to his brothers' shoulder while Atsumu readies himself for the serve of the opposite team.

“Whatever.”

After that certain match, Atsumu was more than determined to hunt down whoever caused the flunk of his serve. Silly as it is, he’s never heard someone dare to speak during his serve. He’d always let out a hand signal for them to be quiet- let it be known that if someone spoke, he’d be fine with it but a whole sneeze? He’d never let it go, especially when it resonated in his ears.

So, imagine the look on his face when he hears the exact same sound when he was just stopping by his locker.

“Fucking dust.” You said sniffling as you closed the door to your locker, and you were face to face with a wide-eyed Miya Atsumu holding out his finger and pointing it to you, as if he was accusing you of murder.

“It’s you!” He shouts making you raise your eyebrow at him, but the raise of his voice had intimidated you.

“What?” You asked him, not finding a single clue on whatever he was pertaining to.

“You messed up my serve by sneezing.” He says in the tone of ‘as-a-matter-of-fact’ making you lick your lips, a hand to your hip as you looked at him.

“I’m not apologizing for something I can’t control.” You were completely baffled by this man. Sure, you were his classmate, but this was your first year and you barely cared to take notice of all of them, only focusing on your school group that had you busy.

“You could’ve held it for like 2 more seconds at least.” You blinked before letting out a tired exhale as you eye him up and down. The setter of the school's volleyball team, you were aware of that because of how many matches you’ve been dragged to, but he’s never come up to you before.

This was a whole other introduction.

“Miya, right?” You asked him as he steps forward, looking down on you with a sly smirk.

“I guess I’m sorry.”

Atsumu stays silent for a few seconds but returns to his angry pout as he continues to stare at you.

“What’s your name?” Atsumu asks, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“Y/N.”

From thereon, it looked like your life’s plot had spiked up. Atsumu was- you could call it as a miscalculation. Someone so loud and had his ego constantly fed was not someone you would stick around due to your strict schedule of balancing schoolwork and papers from your club. It was like a bump in the road wherein the objects in your car would’ve been juggled around because of the impact- that's what it felt like. Thinking that two years would’ve passed by like a breeze, time slowed down with him. The constant bickering and arguments were embedded in you like a tattoo. The way his cackle would echo through your ears when he’d struck a nerve to you, the way he’d purposely call you nicknames you swore you hated, to the same jokes can be dragged on for hours, and how every fiber of your body promised you’d leave when you’ve had enough.

But promises were always broken.

You stuck around and he did too. Atsumu provided you with his trust and company whenever you needed it. It’s a pleasant experience but it surely wasn’t at its best. What comes with it were headaches and harsh words but having a person who knew you until graduation and stayed was a different reason. He was a familiar, a person who isn’t a call away when you needed it but being in their presence would give you a pinch of comfort.

Maybe the only thing you can thank Atsumu for is getting to know his twin brother.

You accidentally sent a text to Osamu about you panicking about a missing file to be passed the following day and Osamu was up and ready to help you locate it. After finding it, you decided to treat him for being a life saver and he of course, was having the time of his life for the free food- it was also his favorite restaurant at that moment. During this time, you’ve got to talk more about each other. Months pass now Osamu and you were way better friends than you and his brother.

You and Osamus’ bond were the type that was just so serene, hardly any type of judgement when you’d bring up a problem, and all secrets were kept tight.

Osamu was the shoulder you can lean on, while Atsumu’s would shove your head away when you do so.

Your friendship drifted away when Atsumu stabbed your heart with the words “No.” and “I’m sorry.” You hesitated that day, to dial Osamu’s phone the way you used to, but it never happened. Your sobs muffled your voice and if you called him, he’d never understand a word that you’d say.

The opposite is that Osamu would understand everything.

Because you and Atsumu mirrored the same amount of pain.

He’d never seen his brother so- ruined. Atsumu’s thin walls didn’t shield his shouts of sorrow while Osamu withstood every bit of the torture show his brother had. Checking him on the next day, the setter was fast asleep with bags under his eyes and a red nose, clutching onto his pillow so tightly.

Osamu knew that day that the damage has been done and not a single band aid would mend the two shattered hearts.

-

Atsumu strolls to the around looking for a restaurant along with his teammates. The sun has fully set making the streets of Japan light up with how busy and crowded they were. Bokuto and Hinata were busy pointing at stands that had their favorite slabs of meat while Sakusa trails behind them with a mask, wanting to be removed from the push of people. As the eyes of the blonde land on a certain stand with multiple notes stuck onto a board, he smiles fondly. He then sees two kids running with smiles on their lips as they held each other's hand, obviously excited to explore the night.

“Come on, don’t be a wuss.” Atsumu says as you rolled your eyes and thought hard about his hand that was held out in front of you. Atsumu grunts before taking your hand in his before you could even decide properly. You followed his lead as he walked you through the sea of people. You were nervous that he had left practice to accompany you. Observing you from afar, you looked devastated, but you continued the rest of the day with a smile like nothing happened. Seeing that you looked dull talking to Karou, he pulled you away from whatever void of sadness you surrounded yourself in.

“Atsumu shouldn’t you be at practice?” You asked sighing, still with his hand in yours as you stopped by a stand.

“I should be but whatever that Karou did is obviously hurting you, you idiot.” Your eyes widened at his statement and this reaction confirmed his suspicions as anger forms inside of him. What could that boy have done to get you this upset? Did he physically hurt you? Atsumu hated how he cared- it wasn’t his business to meddle with but the frown on your lips was something he wanted to remove from you.

“Thank you.” You muttered as he buys you the same thing he ordered. He sees how you weren’t as colorless as before. The lights of the night brought saturation to your features as his eyes adored every feature of yours.

“It’s nothing.”

“Atsumu-san?” Hinata asks, tapping the boy on the shoulder while the blonde awakens from his escape.

Atsumu looks around once more, seeing that there wasn’t a trace of you, he moves on.

Like he was supposed to do in the first place.

-

“For our new assignment, why don’t we take the vice versa of your last project. Retirement is inescapable but why not find the reason they’d got into the sport. What makes it so exhilarating and unforgettable? That will be our topic this week. I’m giving you a week for interviews, photos, and articles. Video format is more suited for this task. Is that clear?” You all nodded as you wrote down the list of possible athletes to meet, jotting down an outline of some key points to remember.

“A tip for you all: look for the younger generations. It doesn’t matter to me what status the athlete stands in right now, it could be a friend or even a child. What I’m looking for the depths of the details in your research.” The professor stands making all of you bid him goodbye as he walks out of the room. You gathered your notebooks, sighing that you won’t have the time to properly rest- an exam was near right at the submission of your new task. You realized that you needed to sort out the things you were required to do before everything would pile up and get tangled in the short amount of time.

Who should I interview? God, everyone is so busy at this season. You thought. It’s true- you realized that matches were always lined up by this month. You also had classes to attend to and your mind could collapse at any given moment. You were more than worried about organizing your time properly but the feeling that you’d have several sleepless nights haunts you. You wished he could have extended the submission- though it didn’t get any better since after exams you tended to be drained from studying all night.

Going back to your apartment, you decided to put sticky notes all over your wall to help you sort out your priorities. Tomorrow would be Saturday meaning that you’ve done all the works to be passed on Monday and that you had zero meetings or classes. Saturday and Sunday would be divided to work parts, by Monday you should be up and running to work again.

You couldn’t let go of this group. It had given you countless of opportunities- even an offering to be an editor at a well-known magazine agency. You were in queue for the letter, so you decided to continue with the tasks of the group. You were thankful that you got used to the craziness of it all. The ability to multitask, to put the phone down once in a while, managing your time, those were just one of the benefits of getting used to it. The things you hated was that you barely had time for yourself. To lounge and just do nothing never met with what you were doing. You envied how some people from your group would plan some hang outs during a busy week and you always questioned how they managed to do it all without panicking.

You yawned as you felt your stomach growl at the scent of the delicious street food. Seeing that you fell short on money because the amount that was in your wallet was enough for your way home, it meant you’d have to wait to eat dinner until you came home. Letting out a groan you decided to walk your way even if you get shoved. God, you were starving and exhausted. The emotions were starting to fill you the more you moved. It didn’t help that everyone was so loud. You could hear the sound of the cackles from the drunken men in the corner, the cries of the baby that brought irritation to your eardrums and even the off-key singing of a (possibly) drunk girl at karaoke. You just wanted to cover your ears and crawl back to your bed not caring if you’d only be able to get 2 or 3 hours of sleep.

As you walked, you felt a boiling pile of liquid drip to your stomach making you let out a yelp as your clothes were drenched in the coffee stain that you despised. The liquid got to your skin making you wince at just how it impacted on your skin. You felt your eyes water as the woman tried to pat away the drink but instead made it worse because you wanted the fabric to be away from you as possible- which was the opposite of what she was doing.

“Oh my god- I'm so sorry.” She kept saying while patting your abdomen while you tried to wave her off, but she kept going making the tears flow from your eyes as you chose to walk away, covering your face at how humiliated you were. You sobbed in your hands as you bumped into someone before removing them from your face to find a bench to sit on but seeing that people were already turning their heads to look at you, you’ve had enough already.

Finally finding your bus stop, you sat down burying your face in the palm of your hands sobbing as your mind replays how you’ve made a fool out of yourself for the last time. Everything was going terribly and you didn’t know how to control it without losing your cool. Sure, you’ve managed to escape the people but the feeling is still badly glued to you.

“Is everything okay?”

Someone asks but the voice became a blur to you because you were so focused on your sobs and the unstable breathing.

“Go away.” You whispered but there was a weight added to your left side as you kept your face hidden behind your hands.

“I shouldn’t have asked.” The man says looking down before standing up to leave the bench, making you intake in a sharp exhale, relieved he left.

“Why does everything have to be so fucking difficult? How am I gonna interview a volleyball player at this state?” You rambled on thinking that guy has exited your business and was free from companion.

“I mean- we’re not close- but I’m a volleyball player?”

You wiped your eyes as your heart started to run a mile now that you’ve familiarized yourself with his voice.

Lifting your head, there in front of you was the one thing that your heart had wished to see.

“Atsumu?”

His eyes widen as his chest expands, his heart growing ten times bigger than it was while it beats like a drum on heavy metal song.

“Y/N- I didn’t know- wow.” Breathless, speechless, weak- those were the words that defined your emotions. You wanted to pass out- to act like you just mistaken him for a person but he was real and you had a hard time believing it.

“Atsumu?" God, he missed it. The way his name would fall of those taunting lips of yours. The tone in your voice leading him back to the memories that he couldn’t push away.

You had to believe it. There was no other way that your starvation can make you this delusional. You called his name like you were unsure that he was ever real- like a character your brain had developed to cope with your sorrows. You dared to touch him, maybe if you did it would be a wisp of air but you were scared that if you reached out to him, you could feel his skin and remember how you wanted it to be within your grasp all the time.

Perhaps it’s a dream but this time you’d never want to wake up if this was the only way you can be together.

“Y/N..I- how are you?” How could he manage to act so civil? Your presence shocked him like electricity in his veins, pumping his heart at an unusual speed. His voice was unsteady and low, experiencing the same thoughts like you.

It’s like he was dragged back to your last encounter. Seeing your eyes filled with so much agony and how you looked so torn from his rejection, it’s the same look that you had now. It’s like his eyes were playing a risky game with him but he couldn’t complain since he’s been wanting to see you ever since you let go.

“Well, I’m burned-out that’s for sure.” You said with a light chuckle as he sits back down, wondering if it’d be alright to be close to you.

“What’s this interview about?” He asks, fiddling with the strings of his jacket while you tore your eyes away from him because you knew the admiration for him would erupt anytime soon.

“What got athletes into the sport in the first place.” Atsumu places his finger under his chin, thinking deeply about what offer he just made.

It’d mean that he could be in the same room with you for more than the hours he spent crying to himself but why waste the chance? You needed it- heck you wouldn’t be this distraught if you weren’t so affected by it. There was a never-ending list of things to do but meeting with Atsumu wasn’t even in your list of expectations because you were over with hoping into something that takes a miracle.

But he is the miracle.

“Atsumu..I don’t want you to see me like this.” You said, looking down on your hands that were on your lap, letting your hair fall in front of you to avoid his concerned gaze.

“What do you mean?”

“I haven’t seen you in years, this is not what I planned to look like when I first see you.” Atsumu feels his heart frown at how low you spoke of yourself, but he understood. If you saw him in the state that you were in right now, he too would feel like he could’ve done or look better, even at least handle the situation without crumbling apart.

He knew you were in a troubled place of your mind but he just wonders where you could talk about why everything fell apart.

He missed the way it was casual to talk to you. Maybe an insult as a greeting, or a flick to the arm but he never expected to talk to you with his heart dropping in your hands. He just couldn’t forget the way you’d let him go that day during graduation, it’s almost like the sensation was still lingering around his palm even if he held a ball.

He just wished he said yes, only then, you’d be meant for each other.

“Do you mean it?” You asked sighing, not baring the weight of his silence. The pace of his heart quickens as he starts to worry if this was the confrontation that he held back all these years.

“The interview.” He was more than glad to do it. He was thankful that you weren’t talking about the bad memories or the circle of tension you two were in.

He looks at you while another strike was given to his heart seeing you this way. He’d do everything to bring back the color in your features.

“Of course.”

You smiled at his words as you both stand up but you felt conscious about the stain that was still stuck to your shirt making you desperately try to hide it by pulling your bag to the messed up section. Atsumu didn’t know that the person he had followed was the same person that got coffee dipped down on them. He didn’t recognize you at first because you had your hands covering your cries. He was worried for you when you ran off but when he knew it was you, he couldn’t believe if it was luck or a granted wish.

“Just wear this.” He says, handing you placing his jacket on your shoulders as your heart flutters at how he looked at you, completely filled with sincerity and the way his hand stayed on your shoulder.

“What the fuck do you want?” He asks you with a knife-like stare, purposely bumping harshly into you.

“Wow Miya, I was just walking.” You said returning the same fuel that he had.

“Then get out of my way then.”

“Thank you.” You said smiling lightly. He catches a glimpse of your smile and he feels his world light up at the sight of it.

I missed you.

“So where to?” He asks as you walk beside him just like old times. His height still intimidating you but it was still difficult to believe that this was the same Atsumu you had fallen for in high school.

“My apartment. We missed the bus so I hope it’s okay for you to wait.”

“I can always drive us there.” You’ve never whipped your head faster than this moment. You always trusted Osamu when he said that Atsumu couldn’t be a better driver than his own brother because Atsumu liked to rev up the engine like one of those scenes in a movie.

With the thought in your mind, you laughed.

Atsumu stops walking as he lets himself dwell at the sound of it.

Then there was a smile that he couldn’t contain.

“Sorry for laughing, ‘Tsumu. Never pictured you to have a car earlier than ‘Samu that’s all.” You explained as he chuckles, continuing to be beside you, a place that he finds himself to be the happiest.

“Yeah yeah I get it- I’m a little careless but not all the time y’know?” He says while he leads the way. The breeze felt comfortable now, it had a tweak of coldness but maybe it was just the atmosphere of you two.

When you walked to his car and told him your address, there was another silence but you tried to tell yourself that this was just Atsumu. Nothing to be worried about because you’ve known him for too long to act like all distant.

This is Atsumu- that's every reason that there is to feel nervous around him.

“How long have you been living there?” He asks while you started to feel just how badly you wanted to give in to sleepiness. You shifted once in a while to control yourself from falling asleep in his damn car. Every urge to just lay quiet for a while but you knew this would lead to a deep slumber.

“Ever since graduation.” You answered, annoyed that his jacket was inviting you to lay there and sleep away your stress though you were scared that once you wake up- Atsumu would be gone again.

“And you didn’t call to tell me about it?” He jokes but the chuckle that he expected never came because he knew just how awkward it’d be if you actually called just for that sole reason. Atsumu bites his lip at his failed attempt to drag the conversation on.

Then you giggled.

“I wanted to but I wouldn’t wanna bother the famous MSBY player.” You said smiling at him, proud that he continued on. You knew from Osamu of course, a single update when he had mentioned how well his restaurant had become, you also saw them in a poster once, even recognizing a few of his past opponents.

“Well, it would be a shame.”

There you are.

You finally arrived at your apartment and again you felt the slice of satisfaction as you removed your shoes and placed them on the table. You were partly thankful that your apartment was clean since you never have the time to spend a whole day in it only coming home late at night. Atsumu looks around as you prepare him a drink and a few snacks-it'd be rude not to.

Atsumu sees the photos where you won several awards for your loyalty and hardwork at your club. He sees how time passes and you grew into a version of you that he finds even more flawless then before. Your equipment and how everything was organized on your desk, he knew how much things changed because he used to see you doubt yourself every time you’d finish a paper but now you won awards because of them.

“Atsumu, is it alright if I shower real fast?” You asked while he raises a brow at you confused that you had to ask for his permission.

“Of course, Y/N- you didn’t have to ask.” He said chuckling while he sits on the couch, letting his eyes wonder around.

“I promise I’ll be back.”

“Please don’t rush yourself. Take yer time. “ He says while you smile at him before dashing to your room to gather new clothes, feeling like you’ve won a lottery with how happy you were to remove the coffee drenched top, tossing it to your laundry bin while you step into the shower enjoying the way the water decorated your skin, cleansing it from all the worries. While Atsumu scrolls on his phone to ease himself from the anxiousness. His finger would casually glide over Osamu’s phone number, to ask him what to do.

After a few minutes, you stepped out of the shower like a whole new person. You saw the way Atsumu’s eyes lit up when you walked in but you pushed the thought away. He pats the seat next to him while you grabbed your notebook and pen, ready to scribble down the questions.

“Are there any uncomfortable questions you’d want to avoid?” You asked him while he shakes his head while you took note of the possible questions.

“Is it okay for the interview to be filmed?” He nodded while you leaned onto the pillow, sighing happily at how you’ve managed to calm down from the pile of embarrassment earlier.

“Thank you for doing this, ‘Tsumu- really you don’t know how much I appreciate you for this.” You said leaning your cheek on the side of the couch as Atsumu copies your actions staring at you lovingly.

“You’re welcome, Y/N.” He says smiling while you returned to write a list of questions for him. With every time you look down on your notebook, Atsumu’s eyes never left you while his mind recalls every moment where he msised the opportunity to tell you just how beautiful you were.

Soon, you’ve fallen asleep while he lets the feeling sink in.

I’ve never wanted to hold you more than I do now.

He sighs before placing the blanket on your body while he kneels down and tucks a piece of hair behind your ear, his finger tracing your cheek.

“You’ll never know how much I missed you.” He whispers while you shifted in your sleep meeting his face. Before he stands up, he feels you reach for him while he’s left surprise at your touch.

“Stay please.” You whispered while he smiles weakly, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“I always will.”

-

The morning comes and you felt the blush creep on your cheeks remembering how easily you felt asleep. You wondered if Atsumu stayed, if he left- you couldn’t really blame him. So yawning and stretching when you woke up, you certainly didn’t expect to see Atsumu cooking you some breakfast. You couldn’t even move your legs, every part of you has gone stiff just admiring the way he moves.

“Hey, good morning.” He greets with a wave, a spatula in his hand, a bright smile tugged on his lips.

“Atsumu- oh god I’m so sorry.” You said as you went to him. You caught a whiff of what he was cooking and you swore you could’ve drooled knowing you didn’t even got the chance to eat dinner. Atsumu knew that of course so he called Osamu up in the morning to serve you the best breakfast he could ever make. He was initially supposed to make you dinner but you fell asleep before he could do it so this was his rebound.

“Idiot, it’s fine. Just sit down on the table and I’ll prepare the food.”

“Atsumu-“

“Just go, Y/N. I promise it’s okay- you deserve to rest before you work again.” You couldn’t even think properly with his words. It was so minimum but it was something you’d forget to do- rest. Hearing him remind you that sets a new feeling in your system. You did obey him though, you sat on the table as he even handed you coffee for him and you, placing the breakfast on the table. God, he was everything. You thought that after a few years, you two would completely drift apart but it seems like you were wrong for the hundredth time.

“Please don’t even think about ways to thank me, it’s nothing to me. “ He says taking the seat next to you while you place the food on his plate. You couldn’t even utter a word at how grateful you were for him and he’d be happy to get used to seeing you first thing in the morning.

“Atsumu, after breakfast can we have a run down of the questions first?” You asked him, growing more comfortable.

“Yeah sure.”

-

You sat on the couch, placing your camera on the table aligning it to the best possible angle as Atsumu sits down in front of you. You had your notebook on your lap as he praises how you looked so professional even if it was just a practice.

“Ready?” You asked while he nods with a smile as you pressed the camera to shoot so you could keep your composure, even if you struggled to.

“What does the sport mean to you?” You asked him, your eyes glimmering with the suns rays hitting it perfectly, while the words were removed from Atsumus mind. Seeing his hesitation, you decided to reassure him.

“It’s fine if you can’t answer straight away. I can always change the question if you like.” You commented, smiling at him to make sure he doesn’t feel rushed to answer. He nods, still not finding the exact same words to describe what he wanted to say.

“I’ll change the question for now.” You said while he let’s out a sigh before listening to you once again.

“What was the biggest struggle in your career?” He sends you a worried stare but his mind nearly bursts at his answer.

“Getting over you.”

You dropped your pen on the couch as Atsumu continued to speak since this was the answer his heart was sure of responding to.

“I tried to forget- I did. For every year that passes, the more fucking harder it gets to act like I didn’t love you back when you walked away.”

“Atsumu-“

“I know I said no- I was too late to realize how stupid I was to be scared of falling for you. I couldn’t let myself be the man who could love you when all this time I tried to hate you because I knew I would hurt you- and I already did.”

We get hurt a lot but it doesn’t mean I won’t come back to you.

Love grew and died during your second year at Inarizaki.

Before Atsumu, you found Karou. A boy who was a new recruit to your group whose helped you multiple times and has shared a conversation with you about your similar likes. There was this strange infatuation with him that even Osamu had to question how deep was the bite of love on you. You’ve fallen, of course. Occasionally leaving notes on his desk to just let him know how he made your day but it never worked. He would only paste the note on another persons desk like it was nothing. Not even getting the reaction you wanted, it felt too normal when it shouldn’t be. Realizing how this was just rejection in the shadows, you gave up. Obviously heart broken at the mere thought of how your chances were blown away. When Atsumu saw how gloomy you were that day, he had to show you how much you didn’t need Karou and there grew a different bond between the both of you.

And with a bond like that, you became attached to him.

It was all becoming clearer and clearer as you realized that you fell for the wrong person first.

“You’re too stupid to fall for a douche like him. “ He says kicking the rock that was in front of him.

“You’re lucky with that admirer of yours, Miya. I’ve never seen someone stick around you for so long.” You teased. It’s true the half of the twin hearthrob has gotten himself a sincere admire. It wasn’t one of his crazy fans- this was a person who genuinely cared for him and the words on every note he received would make the poor boy blush uncontrollably and you envied how he’s yet to realize that he too was falling for this unknown person.

While you two were oblivious to the slip up of the universe, it took a toll on you.

Because the notes you’d leave on Karous desk, always ended up on Atsumu’s instead.

“I wanna meet them so bad. Just to see if they actually care and it’s not a prank. They haven’t given me a note and it’s been what a month? I doubt it was ever real.”

“With the amount of effort they gave, I’m sure it was real.”

It’s real for me even if it shouldn’t be.

There wasn’t any other way then to accept the feelings that stayed on your skin. The moments where you thought that being around Atsumu would bring you stressful banters and more, it turned into butterflies that surrounded your room. You chose to deny it at first but remembering that graduation and good-byes were near, you had to tell him at some point.

And when you did, you poured your heart out and not even a single drop was caught.

“Last words before I forget your dumbass?” He taunts while you felt your sweat drip down the side of your forehead as you couldn’t control it anymore. You wondered if there was a simple word to describe just how much you adored him without turning it into a whole speech. This was it- you had to do it or else you’d end up being stuck on the feeling of loving him.

“I..like you Atsumu and I can’t say good-bye without telling you.”

Then there was the awful silence that he gave making you clutch onto your shirt, preparing you for the worst.

But by the way he looked so terrified and frozen, you knew.

“Atsumu?”

“No- I’m sorry.”

“And I don’t know what I’d do if I let you leave again.” He whispers as he leans closer to you, taking your hands in his while your ability to speak has been taken away by how gentle he was as his thumb caresses your hand and a look that looked so fragile.

He takes his hand and cups your cheek, pulling you close to him as his vulnerability increases.

“Do you feel the same too?” He was being so careful because a wrong choice of a word could make it all fall apart again and you could feel how tense he was but he holds you like a gem- something so beautiful that it’d cost him his life if he ever dropped you.

Your hand lands on the same hand that was on your cheek while Atsumu’s eyes widen remembering how you neglected to hold his hand before.

But it stayed.

Closing your eyes and melting in his touch, you spoke.

“I never stopped loving you, Atsumu.”

He lets his forehead rest on yours, a smile on his lips, who was soon to be on yours.

“Then be mine all over again.”

[vulearanger]

Hello! How are you? Hope you are having a good day :)

Can I please have a TMNT match up?

I’m a INFP, ( bi but preference for boys ) short curly hair ( like pixie, dyed my hair many times and I usually go for colorful colors! But right now it’s natural- brown) blushy cheeks with freckles, chubby, tall (1,75) a bit insecure, shy, but friendly, I know I can be charming when I want to but I takes me time to open up, but after I get trust I I’m very loud with friends, thoughtful and loyal, my friends say I’m very funny ( I have one of those obnoxious laughs that makes the whole room bust into laughing, I love laughing and I love making people laugh) but I’m also very naive, But at the same time I’m very perceptive of other people emotions? I don’t have much patience when it’s things related to myself but when its related to others ( like gifts or helping someone out ) I’ll dedicate time and put effort in it, I blush really easily like it’s a pain in the ass. It’s so easy to tease me hdhfjdsksk, i also get frustrated really easily ( blame it on anxiety )kind, soft? I know I’m affectionate, but I tend to hide my love side out of fear of being rejected ( like seriously I run away from love it’s stupid ) but I’m 300% a hopeless romantic, it’s kinda embarrassing really cuz it’s a 180 turn from what I usually act like when I finally find out the feelings are mutual, I try to hold it in as much as I can cuz I don’t want to seek too intense- I think 27738292 times before doing anything, I got ambition, I give good advice and good listener, I like playa games ( bots and video games, and I’m also a bit competitive ) to draw, paint, read, sometimes write ( everything related to art I adore it ) I love taking naps oh my god sbfbhgjdkkd I fall asleep in the most random places and one my nicknames is “snooze”, sometimes bake, I also like to jog or swim when I’m stressed, I’m really good with animals and kids, regarding love language I think I fall more into the gift giving / physical touch ( for others ) but what I need I think it’s also physical touch and words of affirmation, hope this was enough and thank you advance! Have a good day :)

Heya! Yep, I'm doing great, thanks for asking.

Alright, your match. Hmm, well, you could get some attention from Mikey, cause you're so alike.

But i think your match is Leonardo.

It may seems surprisingly, but Leo loves watching someone experimenting with colours of their hair, or their haircut, so, girl, this boy immediately interested in you. If you need any help to dye your hair - call him, he will help you with pleasure.

What can i say? Leonardo will never betray anyone and that's what he's looking in his partner, so your royalty is really important to him. And, you know, it's adorable for him seeing you trying to help your friends.

Honestly, Leonardo not so positive about how naive you can be, like his brother Mikey, but sometimes that makes him feel that there's still hope for humanity to become more kind to each other, to erase all violence on this world. He usually will watch you and smile. Like, you're so precious and sweet, maybe even so pure in his eyes. He just loves you.

Oh, yes, you're so charming, and when you're using this "skill", Leo couldn't get his eyes away from you. Such shy at first time, but, damn, he sure you can make anyone be crazy from you.

Leonardo have sixth sense, so, he may noticed changes in your behaviour around him, before you start dating. And he carefully trying to find out what's the reason of it. Well, Leo sure had some fear of being rejected, but he took a risk and, well, he never regretted about it.

You usually falling asleep while you're waiting for him, so after the training Leo always smiling at you because of your cuteness and you funny sleeping pose, carefully taking you in his arms and moves to his room, kissing you forehead.

He really appreciates thet you're listening to him when he's emotionally overwhelmed. It's not necessary for him to hear something from you, but he calms down, relax more faster if you hugs him and whispering supportive words.

Leo loves your bake. Like, if you tell him that you made some muffins or a cake, not immediately but very soon he will jump to your window and knock in.

Yeah, the leader can see how your staying objective and, well, he sees you ambitions, so he'll suggest you to train with and learn something of ningutsu. And if you agree, than you're lucky to have a good teacher. He prises you almost every 5 minutes, and will kiss you on a cheek, nose and all over your face after training. "You made a good job, love".

Spanish? Hehe, he definitely will help you to star learning this language again, it's pretty easy, and it's not rare to hear you both speaking on him. He thinks it's a language of love, well, it's sounds like that for him.

Oooh, give him read something that you're writing and he will be really happy. It doesn't matter for him if you published it or not. You're a writer, and he loves reading.

Well, i hope you liked that, darling! Forgive me for late publishing. See ya🖤

[yikesharringrove]

I'm loving Mango! I actually had a idea of someone they know (maybe Carol? Or Jon? or any of the kids, etc go wild tbh) is under a lot of pressure, maybe blatant sexism "just because they care" for them to have a pup? And its causing a lot of strain and they come to Steve and billy for help and they're just immediately supportive! Like having a kid is HARD even one like Mango, they're still valid if they dont want kids, it's their life. Esp cuz both boys know what it's like to be a unwanted kid

Masterlist

Part 19

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Mina was at the door, trying to reach for the doorknob and let in their guests.

“Watch out Mango.” She moved to allow Steve to open the door.

Tommy and Carol were in San Diego for the week, came to visit some of Tommy’s family, and check in on Steve, Billy, and Mina for a few days.

They settled down in the living area, Mina playing on the floor. She had given Tommy a stuffed bear and Carol a blue blanket, had taken to giving all of their guests their own little item.

“I haven’t seen her in so long. She’s like a whole person now.” She was playing with a few Barbie dolls, loved playing with their long hair. Steve kept his at his shoulders these days, it helped her with tantrums when she could run chubby fingers through them.

Her hair grew so fast, was halfway down her back. Steve would do it immaculately every morning before she went to preschool for a few hours.

“God I know. It feels like I’ve blinked and now she’s fully grown. She’s going to preschool for three hours in the morning, just to get her used to school and other kids and stuff.” That had been a big decision. Steve usually spent time with her on the weekdays, didn’t want to have her school taking up their time together. But then Billy brought up socialization, that going to school would be good for her, and Steve could not say no.

“What are you two getting up to these days? You old and boring yet?” Tommy smirked at them.

“Oh, yeah we are. Steve got his GED and his working the desk part time at an animal shelter. I found a garage here and am going to school and stuff. What’s good back in Chicago?”

They had moved just after Mina was born, both going to school in the city.

“Just school and shit. Well, and this.” Carol held out her hand, had a simple diamond ring on her left forefinger. “We bonded in September, and we’re getting married in April! We’re gonna have a big wedding in Hawkins!” Steve made an excited noise, standing up to hug Carol tightly.

“I think we have champagne in the fridge...” Billy was digging through, found a bottle that was probably as old Mina. He popped it, made her shriek at the noise, climb up into Steve’s lap.

They sat together for the evening, talking and laughing. Billy excused himself to put Mina to bed, had to spend about ten minutes chasing her around, fully naked while he sighed a lot, trying to shove her into pajamas. Steve just laughed from the couch.

“So, listen. With getting married and bonding and everything, we’re getting, I don’t know, like a lot of pressure to have pup.” Billy joined them on the couch, Mina asleep in her bed. “And we’ve talked, and, neither of us really want to have one.” Tommy looked sheepish as he spoke. “You’re the only people our age we know with a pup, and just wanted to, pick your brains I guess.”

“Look, I love Mango, and wouldn’t change our life for the fucking world at this point, but kids are hard. I mean, she’s overall pretty good, but she has her moments.”

“Oh, those first few months when she would just cry, and I thought maybe she was in pain or something, and would just have meltdowns alongside her.”

“I must’ve come home to find Steve crying on the floor, saying that he’s a bad father at least three times a week for the first two months. I love the garbage out of her, put it’s a lot of work.”

“Well, and although she was definitely an accident, we both knew we wanted to have kids at some point. We made it work because we wanted to. If you don’t want to, don’t do it. We were both unwanted kids, and it fucking sucked.”

“You’re good people, if you had one, you’d learn to love it, by why bother. If you’re happy just the two of you, be happy. Tell everyone else to fuck off.”

“Mina is my favorite thing on this planet, but she stresses me the fuck out sometimes. It’s all worth it, because I’ve wanted pups since I was one, but it may not all be worth it to you, and that’s fine. Maybe later you both decided you do  want pups, maybe you don’t. Either way, it’s up to you.”

“Sorry, do you love Mina more than you love me?” Steve turned to Billy, raising an eyebrow.

“She lived inside of me for nine months. Of course I love her more than you.” Billy threw his head back and laughed.

“Honestly, Tommy was worried you two would try and talk us into having a pup.”

“Well, it’s like Stevie said, we both know what it’s like to grow up with parents that didn’t want you. It really fucked us up. I’m not saying you two would become abusive, if you did have an accident pup, but trying to have a pup because it’s what you’re supposed to do, isn’t the right way to do it.”

“That makes a lot of sense.” Tommy sat back. “It’s really nice to hear that from people that have one.”

“Plus, kids make you boring as fuck. We go to bed at like, nine thirty.” Steve laughed, slapping Billy’s chest.

-

Carol and Tommy went back to their hotel just after midnight, had helped Steve and Billy clean up the hors d'oeuvres they had put out.

“I’m glad they’re being thoughtful about this, not just throwing caution to the wind and having a pup.” Steve was standing in the doorway to their bathroom, was putting moisturizer on his face.

“It was kinda funny when they said they didn’t want pups. Could you actually imagine those two as parents? Not saying we’re perfect, or anything, but just like, imagine.” Steve crawled into bed, shoving his way into Billy’s space.

“Remember when we talked about having another one, eventually?” Billy’s heart began to thud in his chest.

“Yeah...” Steve was quiet for a moment.

“I’m pregnant again.”

[shiro-0197]

aw shiro, my love, don't worry about it!! i only hope you're okay and safe :d please only reply when you're free, and don't feel bad about it!! >:(

my day yesterday was okay, i've just been relaxing, and studying occasionally. went out to explore a nearby town too, it's so pretty there. and much colder (since it's a highlands) of course!! Today was great too. I bought doughnuts (they're amazing?? I love doughnuts), and I had instant ramen, but it was SO spicy I nearly died. (Three bottles of water later, because someone finished all the milk in the household *cough* me *cough*) and I'm still just reeling. Sucks having such low spice tolerance HAHA. I'm listening to some old school hip-hop rn, while typing this out :D how were your two days?

here are some i'll be using to teach english :d and that would honestly be much appreciated, he's getting on my last nerve rn. (I included the first few, what do you think?)

thats such a priceless feeling i so totally agree. you're so precious 🥺🥺 i'm sure they're prouder thank you imagine. you're so dedicated!! i'm sure all that extra research you've done will definitely pay off. it's good that you know what the job is roughly like, so you'll be really prepared when you finally do start it. you know that one scene, in the 2nd season of the great pretender? when the chinese mafia boss emphasizes the importance of a translator in literally everything? (like that book award example) i may be getting the thing muddled up, but i found that so cool. like yeah, a book or speech could be absolutely beautiful, but if everyone can't enjoy it due to it being a different language, it would be such a shame. i just find translators really important. sorry, i'm really dorky haha 🥺🥺

awww but i think your personality type is wonderful. a lot of my favourite characters are intj (they're all so precious istg grrrr) yes!! i was in a tooru brainrot yesterday too 😭😭😭 (saw a bunch of couples on my walk, and I was like "if only Tooru was real grrrr") and yes?? there'd be so much to learn from each and every one of them. dedication from hinata, savage lines from tsukki, kindness from yams/yachi, how to be a dork 101 from atsumu. aaaah 😭😭i'm sorry they're all so wonderful.

No pftttt I totally feel you. I saw some people without masks today and I was like "bro wtf" and just really loudly said "I sure hope everyone starts following the rules so the cases don't increase" because I'm a lil bitch like that xD

awww okay!! I'll definitely keep that in mind. Mayo makes everything better, tbh >.< aww that's understandable! I don't have specific preferences but hearing the phrase "soggy cheese" makes me want to cry somewhere :( I don't like nuts in chocolate. I'm very passionate about that? XD ikr??

I'm surprised too, I usually never pass on murder, but I guess you're just special like that 👉👈 sir I'd get married to you as many times as you'd like 😼 oops sorry for being cheesy, but—you like cheese ;)

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I won't ask why, don't worry. Since I kinda feel the same about Malaysia tbh. It's a love hate relationship, I think HAHA but yeah 😣😣 i don't look up to US at all, and it sucks because people generally do. And I'm just like ;-; why (no offense to Americans tho lol)

is that even legal omg they're so chaotic?? XD how cute tho. Angel does stuff like that all the time too, but I'd never know that when I first met her (she has the most perfect exterior, and then when you get to know her; she's the biggest dork) Schools opening on the 20th, I can't wait to see her then :] (I can, however, wait for the exams which are scheduled for the 25th ugh)

peanut butter is indeed yellow, not up for discussion hehe :) here's my favourite hues!! I love gentle, soft hues like these (pastels) , for yellow; I don't have a favourite. they're all wonderful

ahhh no that's so precious of you!! :)) I'm smiling rn.

yeah skdhskdjsk I'M JUST SO GRRR. Whenever someone goes "hey Ari can you ______" and we both respond?? The tension?? In the air?? Bro skdjskks. 😔🤚 You share a name with one of the most precious characters too tho!!;

This is Shiro from Voltron hehe. I love him so much, just like I love you (tho I'm sure we both know I love you more <3)

I share a name with a book character. His name is Aristotle Mendoza, but his crush-turned-boyfriend calls him "Ari" (which has been my nickname since I was 12). Reading it for the first time was the BEST feeling ever. It's also my favourite book, "Aristotle and Dante discover the secrets of the universe".

—Ari :D (no pfttt I love the tag so much. I have my own tag, that's like the best thing ever 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺)

Heyyy I'm so sorry for answering so late!! I know you said not to apologize but..... well hmm no excuse I just feel like apologizing, but either way thank you for your patience!!♡ This is the third time I'm rewriting this, and this time I'm doing this in my notes because fuck it😔

Im glad to hear that!! Highlands are always so pretty. Wish we had those here, but it's only steppe here:( Boring~ ooh, donuts!!! They're really good. I havent much, but I tried them like 3 times and they're so good. I really hope I will get to eat more<3 also WHAT'S THOSE NOODLES' NAME I WANNA KNOW- Are you feeling okay now, though? XD

My days were nice!!! Felt as if I had been hiding three bodies, but I've been feeling better lately. We had online school yesterday so I'm excused from the errands for the half of the day, thankfully. But your messages make me very happy. Though I dont always feel like writing a response (or I get stressed because it doenst save) so very sorry for that😔

Ohh those look so pretty!! I'd totally join to just look at them. The colors are so nice🥺 it looks like one of our olympiad prep slides, though better. I dont have the screenshots sadly😩 Either way I really love the little details like the squiggly thingies or the Ж .... they seem unnecessary but the energy changes a lot without them hehe

I really hope they will be🥺 that'd mean a lot to me. And I'm also really hopeful itll work out. I really don't wanna disappoint my family, which is literally just one person. The less people there are, the more it hurts, you know?

Yeah, that scene meant so much to me!! I dknt remember much, but I was very happy they said something like that, because I've been told being a translator wont work out for me. Now look at me, I'm about to tell them to fuck themselves<3 I was also so surprised to see Laurent know that many languages ..... I aspire to be like him😩 And honestly, I havent though so deep of that but you opened my eyes and now I'm about to float off into the next universe😭 dont apologize though, its very cute!!!♥︎♥︎

Heheh, I guess you're right.. every single anime INTJ is a silent sexy mastermind and I love them . ... YEAH every single time I see a passing couple i cry because I dont have anyone 😡💔 and sometimes when I see people doing something amusing (which includes people failing cuz I'm evil) I just imagine one of the characters doing that and I smile all the way xD Honestly, I'd sell my father on black market for a single day with one of them:( though that may sound like a really low price because his cigarette filled lungs wouldnt cost a lot... I sound like my 7th grade self again I'm so sorry

BAHQHHANEJWJD I HOPE THEY WERE EMBARRASED. I HOPE THEY FELT AWKWARD AND OTHER PEOPLE DID TOO, they deserve it. Like, learn your lesson bitch, it's been a year!

Yeah!!! I love mayo, not to the point where I would gulp it down from the package, but it does make dishes taste good. Same, soggy cheese on itself sounds like a dish served in the ninth circle of hell. You should try nuts in honey!! Like, just straight up dip them in honey. Sounds weird, and it doesnt always taste NEJFJKSKF (depends on the honey)but I think it's worth trying xD Walnuts are the best with honey I think

That was so funny ... TOO FUNNY, I LAUGHED FOR LIKE . 3MINUTES STRAIGHT and I do not laugh when I'm tired. You really are special 😭😭😭😭 cheesy ... HAHRNFJJSF

I'm so sorry for being a bully like that but it's so funny how you left a single U there . Its so mysterious, was it in purpose? Or were you lost in the excitement if messaging me?

I was one of those people, honestly 😭 but mostly because I wasnt aware of its political condition, I guess. Maybe theres more than just politics that's bad about US, but honestly, it has more opportunities than this hellfire. Though now I'm more into Norway and Japan. Really wanna travel there :(

Heheh, yeah, we never really show off to strangers at first. I dont know what exactly I mean by we, but you get my point ♡ Good luck though!! I hope it goes well for you<3

Oh they looks so pretty!! They're really wonderful. Like bubblegum and cotton candy and literally anything sweet... it's so cute !!! And I totally agree, there isnt a bad yellow.

HAHAH, honestly, that reminds me of how there were 4 people with the same name in my class, and whenever the teacher did the attendance thing, they would all stand up. Teachers usually dont say the last names, so we always gotta ask which person they mean if theres more than one person with that name, so yeah.. That happened on accident at first, but then they just did it for trolling xD

OH MY GOD HES SO PRETTY? HES SO PRECIOUS?? HUHHH??? I gotta thank Kuro for this wonderful opportunity of sharing a name with someone like .... him🥺

Oh that's so cool!! Also, he has a boyfriend ... I really need to start reading xD it's so cute though! It sounds like such a good book, I'm glad you share a name with him, hehe!!

I also share my real name with one of the characters in a kids' show, and its SO ugly, I'm in pain. Every time my friends see one of those on TV they go

Which is a pain in the ass, it's so embarrassing...........

Awh, okay!! I'm glad you love it, cuz I do too. Because it's your name.... cuz I love u. That was so lame PLEASEJWJDJSJF I HOPE YOUR DAY WAS GREAT !!! LOVE YOU

[extreme-technicality]

does talking to an anon help about ninjago help? cuz I'm down

DHDKCKGSC YES IT DOES THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR OFFERING YOUR SERVICES

Okay now that I know I won’t be clogging people’s dashes buckle the fuck in my dude and I should stress that I literally would not be talking about this as much as I will be if I didn’t genuinely enjoy the show. I’m gonna go season by season and just Rant

S1 has the serpentine as the bbeg and like, as far as villains go they’re p lit. They’re early enough that they haven’t been done to hell, things are fresh, the characters and dynamics are being fleshed out, and all in all s1 is a pretty solid season. There’s some fuckery that gets brought up re: how the FUCK aging works and what the actual timeline of Ninjago is and how Wu and Garmadon fit into that timeline, fuckery that LITERALLY NEVER GETS RESOLVED IN A SATISFYING WAY BC ITS REVEALED IN A LATER SEASON (s8, dw we’ll get there lmao) THAT THE ONLY REASON THE FIRST SPINJITSU MASTER, WU, AND GARMADON LIVED AS LONG AS THEY DID IS CUZ THEYRE BASICALLY DEMIGODS AND ITS IMPLIED THAT LLOYD WILL ALSO LIVE FOR A LONG ASS TIME WHICH MEANS ONE DAY HES GONNA OUTLIVE ALL HIS FRIENDS AND EVERYONE HE EVER LOVED WHICH IS A FUN THING TO THINK ABOUT AT NIGHT But anyway I digress, s1 also coincidentally introduces Lloyd (he wasn’t in the pilot episodes that set up the rest of the series) and the existence of Evil Dad Garmadon.

S2 is where Garmadon starts acting a lot more Evil and a lot less Dad. He’s the main antagonist for that season, and I actually read somewhere that the show was originally slated to end after s2 which high key explains the fuckery of literally every single season after this lmaooooo. Much like s1, I really can’t find much to complain about, the first two seasons are pretty decent as far as I can remember

Season. Fucking. Three. Where the fuck do I start??? I hate season three for entirely personal reasons revolving around the STUPID GODDAMN ROMANCE WRITING. okay lemme back up and explain a thing first so, Jay is dating Nya and they’re fine, they’re going steady, aND THEN????? THE BEGINNING OF THE SEASON INTRODUCES BULLSHIT LOVE TRIANGLE FUCKERY FOR ZERO GODDAMN REASON, BITCH I HATE LOVE TRIANGLES AND I HATE THEM EVEN MORE WHEN THEYRE DONE FOR NO GODDAMN REASON!!! AND THEN. AS IF THAT WERENT ENOUGH. THEY SHOEHORNED A ROBOT ROMANCE BETWEEN ZANE AND PIXAL AND I KNOW I RANTED ABOUT THIS A LITTLE BIT WHEN I WAS ACTUALLY WATCHING BUT I DIDNT GO INTO ENOUGH DETAIL!!!! THEY MADE THE OTHER NINJA OOC IN ORDER TO PROP UP THEIR SHIP!!!!!! AND AT ONE POINT ZANE GOES “its like we were…made for each other” AND I HAD TO FUCUCJDHVE I HAD TO SCREAM INTO A PILLOW BRO, IM SO TIRED!!!! NO THE FUCK YOU WERENT!!!!!! YOU WERE MADE FOR YOU AND PIXAL WAS MADE FOR PIXAL AND IF YALLS WANNA BANG BOLTS THATS FINE BUT DONT IMPLY THAT EITHER OF YOU WERE MADE INCOMPLETE!!!! THATS AN INSULT TO YOUR MAKERS AND YOURSELVES, MOVE ON, PLEASE AND THANK YOU. anyway that season also killed Zane (for the first time, but not the last) (spoiler alert lmao) and like, not to be an emotional little shit but I did cry a bit at his funeral.

S4 is honestly one of my favorites, even though the romance crimes continue (the love triangle bullshit is continuing and honestly I maintain that Cole, Nya, and Jay should all have gotten together and in my personal canon they DID, and also Kai has a forced romance) the VILLAIN makes up for it imo. He’s campy!! He’s funny!! He’s a clown!! He’s serious enough that if he says “I’m gonna kill you” HE MEANS IT and that’s so fucking refreshing!!!! S4 is honestly 8/10 just for the villain alone, don’t like that it retconned the SHIT out of the elemental masters and how many different elements there are TO master but eh, it’s ninjago, shit is stupid.

S5 was…interesting? OH WAIT I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT S3 INTRODUCED A GARMADON WHO WAS A LOT LESS EVIL AND A LOT MORE DAD, HONESTLY I THOUGHT IT TOOK A LOT OF THE FLAVOR OUT BUT THATS JUST ME LMAOOO. anyway s5 killed Garmadon, and I was a little sad cuz I like him okay??? I just think he’s NEAT, he’s got big dad energy, he was teaching Lloyd some shit that just got DROPPED and literally was never brought up again which is honestly a theme in Ninjago. Ninjago drinking game: take a shot every time they introduce a plot point or ability and drop it at or before the end of the season. WHICH THEY ALSO DID IN S5 WITH A DIFFERENT POWER ACTUALLY, so all the ninja are masters of Spinjitsu right, well s5 introduced the concept of Airjitsu which only Spinjitsu masters can learn and it lets them FLY and they used that for seasons 5 and 6 and then they nEVER BROUGHT IT UP AGAIN EVEN THOUGH IT WOULDVE COME IN HANDY FOR S E V E R A L DIFFERENT SITUATIONS ACROSS THE SEASONS, ONE OF THEM WOULD BE FALLING TO THEIR DOOM AND MY ASS WOULD BE YELLING “YOU CAN FLY, DUMBASS” - anyway, they do that again later lmao it’s fine. But what’s low key NOT fine is they made Nya the WATER NINJA!!! Like I’m not mad she has powers, except I kinda am, she was doing just fine as Samurai X and honestly the only reason she has super special ninja powers is for plot reasons. Also Cole got turned into a ghost, but by s7 he’s????? No longer a ghost????????? And that’s NEVER addressed or reasoned away, so like. Cool lmao

S6 didn’t happen. Like, canonically, s6 ends with wish fuckery that undoes the entire season and none of the characters remember anything that happened except Jay and Nya because S6 is the season where they get back together so they remember all those events for???? Feelings reasons?????? Unclear, moving on. The actual bbeg for S6 was a djinn with a vaguely Spanish accent, and to this DAY I don’t know why they made him have a SPANISH accent. Djinn are Arabic, not Spanish!! They’re not central or South American, either!!!! Your villain design makes no sense, do better

S7 had MORE time fuckery, and retconned what happened to Kai and Nya’s parents and hmmmhmhmhmhmhm that makes me Upsetti Spaghetti :3 not just the retconning, but the fact that they LITERALLY brought them back oNLY TO NEVER MENTION THEM AGAIN!!!!!! LITERALLY!!!!!!!! Okay so at the VERY very beginning, like pilot episodes beginning, Kai talks about their dad like he died/left fairly recently, BUT s7 contradicts that and claims that both of their parents were essentially abducted when Kai and Nya were little kids, which makes me question what in the fresh fuck two little kids were doing for all those years alone. SETTING THAT ASIDE FOR A HOT SECOND, their parents were also apparently good friends of Wu’s and old war buddies (from the Serpentine wars, which is YET ANOTHER bit of the timeline that doesn’t quite add up but honestly I could make a whole other post about that shit). But if they were such good fucking friends, why didn’t Wu check in every now and again??? What the fuck was Wu doing that was so fucking important that he couldn’t have been assed to visit his friends ONCE in like TEN MOTHERFUCKING YEARS and realize “oh shit, they’re not here and there are two tiny children running around unsupervised…My Kids Now : )” LIKE????? WU YOU LOW KEY SHOULDA LOOKED OUT FOR YOUR FRIENDS’ KIDS BETTER, THEY COULDA DIED BRO!!! Uhhhh the time fuckery also results in Wu getting yeeted ahead in time a bit and the ninja gotta find him

Season. Eight. I have…mixed feelings about this one. The beginning absolutely SLAUGHTERED me, and not in a “this is so fucking funny” way. No, the beginning made me feel like I was being flayed alive with just about every episode because Ninjago was back on its forced romance bullshit and this time it was Lloyd’s turn on the chopping block. That hurt my soul cuz like, look at that mans color scheme, he’s CLEARLY alloaro, why are you forcing romance on my aro man, why would you hurt me like that, BUT ALSO BECAUSE HE AND THE GIRL HE WAS BEING SET UP WITH HAD A LITTLE HEART TO HEART REALLY EARLY ON AND IT WAS THE MOST QUEER CODED SHIT!!!! IT DEADASS READ AS A CONVERSATION BETWEEN AN OUT AND PROUD QUEER AND A CLOSETED QUEER AND THEY MADE!!! IT!!!!! STRAIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!! The only thing that kept me watching at first was wanting to find Wu, and then I started enjoying myself once Cole found a plot-relevant baby and had fatherhood thrust upon him. Everything went from “ehhhhh” to “holy shit this FUCKS” once it was revealed that Rumi (Lloyd’s love interest) wAS PLAYING HIM THE WHOLE TIME AND WAS EVIL AND HAD AN EVIL GIRLFRIEND!!!!!! LITERALLY IMPROVED EVERYTHING ABOUT THE SEASON FOR ME, I COULD EVEN FORGIVE THE WHOLE “let’s resurrect Garmadon, but as evil as possible” BULLSHIT!!!!!!

S9 is a continuation of s8, Garmadon is back and 1000% Evil, 10% Dad, but none of the Dad energies is directed at Lloyd - it’s all directed at Rumi, and honestly I could write a whole ass post on just RUMI cuz that’s honestly my DAUGHTER and I LOVE HER and I’m MAD SHE DIES AT THE END OF THIS SEASON!!!! SHE DESERVED THERAPY AND TO LIVE WITH HER GF AND MAYBE SOME CRIME. AS A TREAT. RUMI DESERVED BETTER AND LOW KEY IM GONNA WRITE A FIC ABOUT IT, BUT ANYWAY WHERE WAS I

Ah right, so s9 has the four major Ninja stuck in the original dimension with no way home, while Lloyd has no powers (cuz he almost died last season) and has to somehow lead a resistance against Garmadon (who has taken control of Ninjago City and is working on the rest of Ninjago). Actually, s9 is pretty cool. Like, the end of s8 and into s9 are low key my favorite episodes, and I kinda wanna rewatch them now -

S10 is a FUN one. Garmadon got got last season, but he didn’t DIE, so he’s in cold storage and now there’s Another Threat and he’s the only one who knows wtf they’re up against so they let him out and he works with them. The funny part is, he is still Very Much Evil and doesn’t quite Get emotions like he did when he was, uh, human lmao, sO HE WOKE UP EVERY DAY DURING THAT SEASON AND DECIDED TO CAUSE PROBLEMS ON PURPOSE. IT WAS THE FUNNIEST FUCKING SHIT. 1000000/10 MY FAVORITE GARMADON, he ended that season by literally fucking off into Ninjago and they never decided to track him down 😭😭😭😭😭and I’m so SAD about it dude

S11 has another Serpentine as the bbeg, though in the setup to that they retconned how the fucking Serpentine tribes and history work??? I think???? Also Wu was a good 150% angrier and generally Done with the ninja’s shit, which was honestly refreshing tho I’m not quite sure I liked what the refreshed view was, but whatever lmao. S11 also had the ninja get yeeted to the dimension farthest from Ninjago, and honestly - okay, so they didn’t all go at the same TIME, Zane left about a week or two before the others did but there was time dilation fuckery afoot which I’m not too mad about cuz low key it makes sense. What I AM mad about is that they didn’t play the angst up to its full POTENTIAL!!!!!! Zane was EVIL in the other dimension!!!! Okay so I’m Ninjago he was only gone for maybe a week or two, but DECADES had passed in the other one, and all that time Zane was alone and disconnected from everyone he knew and loved, with a staff that boosted his power while slowly corrupting him and Turning Him Evil to help him, and like???? The thought of Zane trying to find a way home, trying to get SOME sort of message back, while he has to use the staff more and more to help him survive the long, lonely decades, so that by the time his family DOES show up its too late??? BRO. B R O. THAT JUST HITS DIFFERENT, BUT NINJAGO DIDNT DO THAT!!! THEY MADE HIM EVIL DUE TO MEMORY WIPE!!!!!! MEMORY WIPE IS BABY SHIT COMPARED TO A LONG, SLOW CORRUPTION!!!!!!

S12 was alright. It went into Cole’s mom, touched on some of the adventures she had had, threatened another forced romance (this time on poor Cole, just leave my mans ALONE) but thankfully didn’t follow through this time, introduced cool new powers that honestly hasn’t been elaborated on since that’s the most recent season I think lmao

Anyway thanks for reading and letting me rant!!!! I have,,So Much More I could talk about, PLEASE ask me about Rumi, some of my headcanons re: Garmadon and Wu’s dynamic, the Serpentine, my top five times they butchered Kai’s character for Plot Reasons, or anything else I brought up here that you want me to elaborate on!!!

[assless-chapstick]

man I llove your couch au, and I'm so jealous of your couch au john. so many amazing boyfriends. they're all so different, and they're all amazing, and they all love him. but this got me thinking - what do arthur, charles and javier love about john, respectively? cause honestly, from everything you've written about him, john sounds like such a handful. like it just sounds like he'd be A LOT to deal/put up with, just an extremely stressful person. so what do they love about him?

Me, shuffling a giant stack of papers nervously, stress-smoking and sweating profusely: haha ha ha good question mister why do people like m- HIM HIM why do people like him! Haha why…

In all honesty, I’m answering this question because the couch au has almost become its own separate entity, with the boys being like OCs built of the scaffolding of the RDR characters I love… I plan on definitely repurposing them and their universe in the future as OCs, and like, as such, of course everyone has that one OC that is just a caricaturized version of themselves, or a sort of ideal, right? A character they project onto and use to work through their shirt n stuff…

So of course I love this question and I have a lot of answers!! Cuz I know while John doesn’t seem like the uhhh ideal partner or friend, he does have good qualities, and the boys do all love him in their own separate and unique ways. I think it’s just the snapshot I present of John is…. Not entirely flattering.

To start, I think if you called Arthur John’s boyfriend to his face, he’d laugh his ass off. They’re not dating, they’ve never dated, the idea of them dating is so ridiculous as to be unfathomable. They’re just friends, best friends, brothers not in blood but in bond, you know?

Like the love Arthur and John have for one another is platonic, but intense. They’re ride or die besties, have been since they met. They grew up together, and while they fight and disagree sometimes, they’re a part of one another in a way that can’t be explained; it’s just, if you know, you know. So of course, sharing everything else, sex is something they share, too. They’re friends, and sex is something they do together as friends, and they understand one another so deeply and implicitly that boundaries are almost never crossed.

If you asked Arthur why he loves John, he’d probably say that he loves John because he can’t imagine not loving him, you know? He just can’t imagine a world where John isn’t there when he wakes up, complaining about how Arthur snores and how they’re out of coffee now that John’s poured them both a mug. He can fathom not wrestling John for the last mozzarella stick even though they’ve got a whole other bag in the freezer, or going grocery shopping without John riding on the front of the shopping cart and narrating everything Arthur puts in the cart like it’s fucking Nascar or something.

When Arthur looks at John, he doesn’t just see a bratty twenty-something in ripped up jeans and a t-shirt that’s been carefully distressed to look like it when through a garburator; he sees a decade’s worth of inside jokes and adventures, arguments and apologies, shared secrets and honest advice. He sees the hurt little kid who just needs someone to sit and listen, and the young man who needs to be told to shut up to quiet the hateful shit in his heart.

Charles loves John because Arthur loves John. He’s not the kind of guy Charles would usually go for, and that’s part of it, too – the novelty of being with someone messy and loud and a little bit much at times. But in a way, loving Arthur is like… putting on 3D glasses. When he sees John through Arthur, he sees more than just some loud, brash, bratty sour patch kid; he sees the fullness of him, how someone like John could not only be tolerable, but loveable.

Charles likes John for his honesty, and his sincerity. If John doesn’t like something or want to do something, he’ll tell you. He’s not mean about it, but he’s not afraid to tell you you probably shouldn’t get bangs cuz your face is too round, or that he really enjoyed the movie you just said you hated. John is honest, and unafraid of asking for what he wants, and Charles finds that refreshing and comforting; sometimes it’s hard for him to navigate social situations because he’s anxious, and people don’t just say what they mean all the time. He doesn’t have to worry about that with John.

I think he also likes the fact that John doesn’t take a lot of shit too seriously. John’s been through a lot, and for the mess that he is, he’s pretty good to have around when you’re feeling low, cuz he doesn’t make a huge deal of things or want to solve it. Charles can get pretty deep in the paint with depression, and John never dotes on him or makes a big deal out of it or tries to fix it when it can’t be fixed, you know? Arthur is very much the kind to worry himself sick, but John won’t push and Charles appreciates that.

John'll just ask “wanna talk about it?” and Charles won’t answer cuz his words are all locked up and he doesn’t even wanna say no, the weight of sadness is so heavy on him, so John just shrugs and brings over a package of Oreos and starts like… licking the middles out and passing the cookies to Charles. It’s the grossest thing, but Charles eats them anyway because sometimes you just need a fucking cookie and to not talk about your shit and John gets that.

Javier loves John because loving John, having him the way Javier has him, is like having a secret. John is loud and rude and nasty and hard on the outside, but when Javi worms his way in, he finds the soft, sweet, vulnerable parts that nearly no one else knows.

They were acquaintances, friends-ish at first, and John was just a Cool Guy he knew; easy to talk to, always down for whatever, kind of a douche but in that way where he’s nice to you and you feel like you’re one of the Cool Kids because of it…

Like they’d be at parties together, before they knew one another well, and Javi could just flip down on the couch beside John and John would pass him a joint, super chill, lean over and show him some stupid meme that’s only funny when you’re high and hanging out with another dude.

And so when they start to date, it’s a lot like that. John isn’t super touchy-feely, it feels a lot like two dudes hanging out, until John starts to get comfortable and let his guard down and then Javi falls for him hard.

Loves the way John snorts when he laughs at something he thinks is really funny, how he’ll make really bad dad jokes and then laugh at his own stupid jokes. Loves the way John goes soft and coy and shy when Javi treats him like a girl and gets sweet on him, the way he blushes when Javier calls him corazón and flaquita. Loves John’s passion and tenacity and boisterous public persona, and how that melts away when they’re in private and he just gets to be with his John.

It’s hard to tell they’re dating, when they go out together, because they just seem like good friends – maybe there’s a little too much closeness, too much whispering and giggling and playful shoving and body shots – but when they’re alone together, that softer side of John comes out and Javi treasures that.

And John is sweet in private – does things like bring Javi his favourite take-out after a tough exam, or text him when he sees a poster for one of Javi’s favourite bands. Remembers things, and works hard to show he knows and cares and is listening, even if it doesn’t always seem like it.

Anyway feller, I hope that answered your question and you can understand just what makes all of John’s many, many, many, MANY flaws worth it to the ones who love him! He’s not perfect, but he’s for some good qualities. Thanks for asking, mister!

[anyu-blue]

I would rather my life be miserable than to be the source of someone else's misery.

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So this is Cloud. He's a 5~7 year old Husky.

He is a very well behaved dog, if a little shy. Not a barker. Not a biter. Not really a drooler.

He's also a cuddle buddy and loves to be around someone at all times.

We are potentially his new family. His current/previous owners need to find him a new home because one of their newer dogs is much bigger than him and is bullying him (right side of his face has some scabbing and chunks of fur missing).. and they want to keep the bigger dog.

He's not getting on with the cats well so far, but that's because they are terrified of him- which I can't blame them for. But if they mellow out- especially being Cloud is a gentle giant- we have no reason not to keep him. Lonlon is assuming full financial responsibility, and Tevie just loves puppies.

Everything right with the world, right?

If we end up keeping him, we end up keeping him...

I don't want him. I don't want him at all. I don't want him here. I don't want him in our family. I just don't. I like dogs just fine, but I never, and I mean NEVER want to be an owner of one again... Yet here we are.

He's the sweetest thing. I like his mellow demeanor... But taking responsibility for him.. even just having him on my own today for a few hours has me so stressed out it's not even funny.

I can't really tell a logical reason for it... Being he's an "easy" dog... But I've been crying my eyes out for the last hour like an idiot (Cloud, bless him, has been sitting by me, patiently, the whole time).

I do have some mild PTSD from being attacked by a dog twice when I was very small.. but I don't thing that's the cause. He's a sweet baby and I learned my lesson a long time ago not to hug dogs/have my face near their face unless they're the ones instigating.

I also have no problems with small children, his age and younger, in my home for long periods of time.

Or maybe I do... I think the most uncomfortable thing about all of this is I'm questioning myself, hard. Because I have no logical reason for wanting this sweet guy out of my house and home (unless he's a temporary, visiting guest)... Other than maybe I'm not actually cut out for what I want in life. You know.. marrying, having kids, ect. Family life... Cuz a dog is a pretty popular family fixture.. and they're a lot like children... And if I can't stand a mostly self-sufficient, curious, and innocent fur baby... What makes me think I would actually be able to stand to take care of a child? To have someone at my side and/or in my arms more often than not? ... I have taken care of newborns and a myriad of children for chunks of time on my own- being I have 5 younger siblings it's not that surprising- but maybe it was easy and enjoyable (besides a few REALLY nasty messes and a few very grumpy days now and then) because I always had the knowledge it wasn't a permanent change...

I do have troubles with big changes. Always have.. and this is a big change.

I really don't blame Cloud for any of my feelings nor do I want him to he harmed or unloved or potentially put down because of petty things... I also don't want my household to he miserable because I can't sort myself out properly/logically...

So, as the saying goes... In this... I may be absolutely miserable from here on out if he stays... But at least he and the rest of my family won't be... And maybe if I can't tough this one out for a week to potentially 6-10 years... maybe I'm not meant for the things I want anyhow.

(the weirdest part is.. give me a cat any day of the week and I will have absolutely zero problems welcoming them into my household, loving them, being responsible for them, etc... Idk what my problem is with dogs...

...

perhaps I am destined to be the crazy cat person after all...)

[nervou5wr3ck]

SO. FVCKING. AMAZING.

What did I do to deserve amazing artists like these on my story TvT

Anyways, thank you Pop for this work of art, I'll cherish this always

"You’re not just some pawn that someone can sacrifice whenever they like.” He says with a glare. “You’re your own fucking person Julian. You control your future, not some fucking coward who doesn’t even have the guts to fight on the frontlines like you did.”

He leans in closer.

“You’re not Faon Vert the first to be Akumatized, or Siren the one who lied to Paris. You’re Julian Le Beau. And I love you no matter who you want to be.”

Chapter 16: Backwarder

Buck up Kitten, Our Tail Ain't Fin-ished Yet by @nervou5wr3ck

Bonus doodle of my ocs cuz part of me regrets giving Oracle a long beak mask but the other part of me is just cackling at a possible crack scenario 😂😭🙈