#my father's warmth

[midnight---express]

There is no way I have almost cried three times reading this

Okay so I have spent the last, two days, it might be three of four considering how long it's taking, reading My Father's Warmth, and I just want to say.

No fucking way did I just read that, simply having Endeavors father alive, I didn't even think of that, he is the catalyst of this story and it's quite frankly incredible.

I am in awe, like, they deal with it all so well, the way the Todoroki's cope and manage in the story isn't perfect, but it's so much better that the main timeline, they didn't get the Fire Nation Royal treatment.

And the ART, ohh my, it's simple but it conveys everything it needs to without feeling to cluttered.

@grimmijaggers This AU is brilliant and will be my shit for the foreseeable future.

[ethereal-feline]

So I heard the "your eyes are like sapphires" audio(I know I got the quote wrong I was trusting myself to remember it AAA-) and thought @grimmijaggers fic "My Father's Warmth" and how they sometimes only color in little details like hair or eyes and they wrote Happy Rei/Enji so freaking well and cute and uh-huh, sure Fuyumi, Hawks is only "intriguing". Ask your parents how they met, see if it sounds familiar 😂

[coquelicoq]

it's about...longevity? stability? it's about natsume believing he'll be somewhere long enough to plant flowers and see them bloom. it's about him taking touko seriously when she asks him to tell her what flowers he wants to plant. it's about making something with his own hands, building a future with the fujiwaras. it's about him repairing a rundown home for someone else, restoring it because it's beloved to them, because it's the home of someone they love. it's about him seeing touko's joy and thinking about the youkai saying we'd like to look upon her happy face forever. it's about the box garden making him think of the fujiwaras' garden and his parents' garden, about the flowers being both the memory of flowers that bloomed there before, and the flowers that he and the youkai planted earlier that day. it's about him waking up in both worlds with sensei. it's about touko finding the petal in his hair. it's about him feeling how he falls short and the youkai saying, but you have such gentle hands...

[anderwater]

THE BEAR 3.02

[koroart]

Middle of the night Fraldarius fam feels — goodnight everyone 💤🌙

[ninoochat]

Together

[lesmisscraper]

It's such an irony that Valjean learned because he want to fortify his hate, but he used that knowledge to teach a girl(Who became his daughter.) who was also in the depth of misery.

[moonstoneunivs]

Hey Guys!!! My first AU is here. My first ever Archive post is here. This is AU about what if Mirio got OFA instead of Deku. Now I was heavily inspired to do this series by @grimmijaggers and her wonderful work on “My Father’s Warmth” so go check her out too. I love Mirio so much and he needs all the love even after the series is over. Now this series will be on my time and will come out when it comes out. But I really hope you enjoy this series. I loved writing it. Please enjoy Ray of Light

[fadelikeclouds]

I love the silences in this episode. No music, no conversation. It feels a bit awkward. But really, we are just waiting for Yutaka to build up enough courage to express himself. Because it takes courage to talk about a painful past.

He hasn’t talked about it to anyone else. He probably never planned on speaking about it to others, so of course doesn’t know how to start or what to say.

So we get this silence, filled with the heaviness of unexpressed pain, but more than that, it’s really an uncertainty. Yutaka is hesitating on the threshold of a different life: one in which he has warm people who care about him, want him in their lives, and love him. Minoru is someone who wants to know more about him, not just to share in his happiness but also understand his pain. Yutaka is no longer stuck in isolation, but that is such a huge shift in his experiences up until now. He wants to go forward, he just doesn’t know how to proceed with that first step: talking about his past.

Especially when he’s not sure why it’s left him with such a scar even though it could be considered something small, “それだけの事”, a comment from his older brother. In his mind, he thinks there’s something wrong with him because even though he was blessed with a “good” life with his adoptive parents he ended up feeling afraid of eating with others and feeling as if he was lacking something.

"For me, there are no memories of a happy dining table, and that really made me feel like I was deficient as a human."

But he works through his hesitant fear and begins his story, hiding behind the drawing of the happy, smiling self he wishes he could have been as a child.

I loved all the details in Inukai’s acting in this scene: how hard he was gripping the drawing while he talked, the pauses in his retelling, the way the words get caught in his throat. There is a lot of pain as he revisits his past, where he had no real home, no welcoming family, and nowhere he felt completely safe and comfortable.

But the reason he can even talk about his past is because his present is so different.

"But then, I met you two, and eating meals together became something I thought of as happy for the first time since I was born."

And that’s the really beautiful thing about this show. Nothing earth shattering happened. Yutaka met the Ueda family. That’s it. And yet, that’s everything. Sometimes all it takes is meeting the right people to melt a heart frozen by fear and anxiety. Even the most mundane life can be filled with life altering miracles when looked at through another perspective.

A simple encounter at the park with an outgoing, cheerful, and hungry child gives Yutaka a family and a home. And the “small” joys of life return to him: the happiness of eating with others, the anticipation for the weekends, the comfort of knowing there is a place where he is wholeheartedly welcomed.

To Yutaka and Minoru just having each other in their lives is healing and joyful.

[irafuwas]

Utada Hikaru - 「Sakura Nagashi」

開いたばかりの花が散るのを 「今年も早いね」と 残念そうに見ていたあなたは とてもきれいだった

When you stood there and watched Disappointed As the flower petals dropped to the ground You murmured "They fell early this year, too" You looked so beautiful then

もし今の私を見れたなら どう思うでしょう あなた無しで生きてる私を

I wonder What would you think If you could see me now Going through life without you

Everybody finds love Everybody finds love In the end

あなたが守った街のどこかで今日も響く 健やかな産声を聞けたなら きっと喜ぶでしょう 私たちの続きの足音

Today, too The healthy cries of a newborn baby echo in the streets Of the town you once protected If you could hear them now I'm sure you'd be so happy Their footsteps will carry on where ours left off

Everybody finds love In the end

もう二度と会えないなんて信じられない まだ何も伝えてない まだ何も伝えてない

I still can't believe I'm never going to see you again There's so many things I never got to tell you So many things I never got to say

開いたばかりの花が散るのを 見ていた木立の遣る瀬無きかな

Maybe this is how the trees felt As they stood there Helpless Watching their flowers fall to the ground Right after they'd bloomed

どんなに怖くたって目を逸らさないよ 全ての終わりに愛があるなら

No matter how scared I feel I won't look away As long as there's love in the end

[coldbrewnette]

Ik it’s cold out when my father sleeps in the bed w my mom lmao

[luciferten]

In honors of Father's Day, I would like to say fuck you to my dad and give hugs and kisses to all other fictional father figures I wish had instead killed him and taken his place. 😌

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

"I felt like I had sworn in front of a princess!" Randall admitted with a shy laugh, the rest of his family laughing along as he rubbed the back of his neck: Though he would freely admit he could cuss a blue streak with the best of 'em, he tried to keep his mouth clean in public, and certainly keep it extra-clean in the presence of an upper-class young woman like Emily. Needless to say, his failing to do so absolutely mortified him in the moment, though he could certainly laugh about it now.

"I, uh...I didn't want to sound like I had no manners," he continued sheepishly, adding, "It, uh...it did take a while for her to convince me that she wasn't offended by my cursing-I felt awful, I really did, in the moment, though, I felt like it made it seem like I was born in a barn..."

"Awww, reminds me of when August and I first started getting to know each other," Josephine giggled amusedly, seeing a lot of similarities between her husband and grandson in the moment as she went on to explain just how nervous her future spouse was in the early days, very flustered being around such a confident, forward, and scantily clad woman (which quite flattered her, honestly).

"I used to have him over for coffee after performances, and bless his heart, he was so nervous-the only thing louder than his racing heartbeat was the way his cup used to clatter against his saucer! Well, one day, he got so wound up that he dropped his cup and spilled coffee all over the rug (which didn't bother me much; if anything, the coffee stain made that cheap ol' thing look better), and between his very rapid-fire apologies, I could hear him cursing under his breath, and that only made him apologize even more!"

"I'm not usually one for vulgarity," August admitted bashfully. "But I was just so frustrated and embarrassed by my inability to sit still that it just...slipped out, and I felt awful, just awful, swearing in the presence of a lady!"

Most people wouldn't bat an eye at swearing around someone in her profession, but he was a consummate gentleman to everyone he met, and so he didn't think twice about apologizing to her (even though, as she told him, she'd heard worse).

[tyrianludaship]

@moonisagremlin

so i just finished reading 'Twice as Bright' by someperson5

Proships DNI

[neuromantis]

my main issue with pill is that she can't decide either.

it is either "i am her" or she'll listen to me blather on and on and on and say "have you considered it's not true?"

so what is it? would you accept you are Her, and that telling me that made me so much worse on topic of Her? (better in some ways, but still utterly helpless)

or are you going to give me a reality check and try and fix my brain because it's hurting you too?

if you genuinely do not want me in that way, then stop agreeing with my delusions? are you Her? are you not?

why would you spend time and effort convincing me you are, just to flip-flop endlessly?? i am not sane. i need clear conclusions.

the time we genuinely tore each other to shreds was when i spoke about what i Feel and what i Think. because there are things that Feel right to me, logical, clear as day. but when i Think about it for long enough, it's really nothing besides schizophrenic delusions. i can still differentiate. but that's what hurts. i want to succumb fully or cut it all away. i can't be ambivalent HERE.

i will be happier if i succumb. i will be healthier if i cut away. i am neither currently. it all hurts so much.

"it really can't be possible", tells me my logic. "but it all perfectly lines up and makes so much sense", tells me my insanity. i am not the one to decide.

we talked about dissociation and voices too. and we're both unusual in that regard. so she must know how this feels. to be forever suspended in unknowing. to rely on others to show you a way to live.

[fluffypotatey]

i hope there’s a part of me that reflects a past i never got to know. i hope that others can hear certain inflections in my voice that tell them of places i know are a part of me but find unfamiliar. i hope there’s still a part of my body that bleeds the same blood of my ancestors— ancestors that resemble wisps of smoke more than concrete figures in my mind. i hope, one day, i can connect all the threads that were cut off and abandoned