#she didn't deserve it mang she was doing well

[yappacadaver]

i know i don't rebeccapost ever but she deserves better :/ like freshly graduated, making great strides in addiction recovery, relearning how to interact with others, and the new job kinda mucks it all up if im being honest.

like oh you just escaped addiction? would you like to be stuck in a new loop of isolation and mental fuckery where you lose control of your life and become a worse version of yourself to survive, endangering yourself and those around you? Well you don't really have a choice cause the choice was made for you by some guy and now the guy won't stop talking like the choice was yours to begin with

[rewrittenmha]

Final Exams Arc

Okay, let's get into this.

Izuku Midoriya & Katsuki Bakugou vs All Might:

I know, I know. Just hear me out, okay?

I was absolutely going to change this matchup (@nutzgunray-lvt had brought up Momo and Izuku vs Midnight and I really loved that idea). But I did say before that some of Aizawa's worst tendencies would still be around. He thinks Izuku and Bakugou's relationship is because of both of them not being able to cooperate. This is the opportunity to teach him a well-deserved lesson.

So, I would say most things go the same. Bakugou is being a bitch uncooperative and making things harder. But once Bakugou punches him, Izuku starts to contemplate a lot.

Logically, he knows that while All Might is focused on Bakugou, he could escape. Bakugou wouldn't let All Might ignore him and he could use the cover of the smoke from the debris and Bakugou's gauntlets.

But it feels so... unheroic. He isn't supposed to run and leave his teammate behind. A true hero would stand and fight, even while facing certain death. He's not sure he could abandon his ally, it feels cowardly. Especially because Bakugou could be seriously hurt as All Might wasn't going easy on them.

Part of him argues that Bakugou wouldn't care if he was the one being beat to a pulp.

Ironically, it's Yaoyorozu who comes to mind. Izuku knows the two of them are very different, but he really does admire her rationality and planning. She would make the argument that coming back with reinforcements isn't leaving a teammate behind, it's presenting an opportunity to save them.

Izuku doesn't think he would actually be able to do this in a real situation. He wants to save people, he wants to make people smile. Has he ever made Bakugou smile?

But this isn't a real situation, is it? Maybe just this once, he didn't have to intervene.

Izuku turns around and runs for the exit, successfully escaping while Bakugou is fighting All Might alone like an idiot.

He tries to ignore the guilt he feels at what he's done and wonders if All Might is disappointed in him.

Momo Yaoyorozu & Shoto Todoroki vs Eraserhead

Honestly, as far as this fight goes, it's one of my favorites of this arc. I feel like the characterization for both of them is pretty good. They both play off one another really well.

However, the way I've had it set up, Yaoyorozu had been learning to think on her feet. So, obviously, I have to continue with that.

Unintentionally, Todoroki tries to brush Yaoyorozu aside because he thinks he can handle it without causing her harm. He admires her intelligence and proficiency with her quirk, but thinks that he could probably mange to apprehend Aizawa on his own.

Yaoyorozu vehemently protests. She acknowledges that she has hesitated before, but that this was different than the Sports Festival. She knows that she can do better if he gives her the chance.

Todoroki is taken back by this and doesn't notice Aizawa suspended from the rafters. But Yaoyorozu does out of the corner of her eye. She moves him out of the way and creates a pipe that Aizawa's capture scarf wraps around.

She can't hesitate here, she needs to act quickly. She releases the pipe and the force drives it towards Aizawa. He dodges it easily, but he was momentarily distracted which gave Yaoyorozu and Todoroki time to hide and regroup.

Once they're out of his sight, Todoroki apologizes. He tells her that he wasn't trying to make her feel inadequate, he just wasn't used to relying on others. He tells her that he thinks that she's very capable and has a high opinion of her, which was why he voted for her for class representative. He tells her he'd ready to listen to whatever plan she has.

Yaoyorozu is genuinely touched and accepts his apology. She admits that she understands how it's hard to connect and work with others and has trouble with coming off as unfriendly and unapproachable and tends to overthink too much. She actually talks about Izuku and Uraraka and how she's somewhat jealous of them because they're able to act without thinking.

So the two of them make a plan.

Yaoyorozu "ambushes" Aizawa with a smoke bomb. This doesn't work because his goggles allow him to see heat signatures (my own addition, I feel like it makes sense). She attacks him with a staff she made. She knows that she's outclassed, but manages to defend against his blows. She isn't thinking, she's fighting on instinct and she's actually managing to hold her own.

But Aizawa is more skilled and experienced. He knocks her down and captures her with his scarf. But suddenly he can't move. He looks down and sees that his feet are frozen to the ground. He turns around to attempt to find Todoroki and negate his quirk when a handcuff is clasped around his wrist.

It had been a diversion.

Yaoyorozu managed to free herself by cutting through his scarf with a dagger and cuffed him when he was focused on finding Todoroki.

(Yaoyorozu leans balance between planning and taking action while Todoroki learns how to rely on others and seem them as equals. Yay character development)

Ochako Uraraka & Yuga Aoyama vs Thirteen:

I'm keeping this mostly the same, but without Aoyama's teasing. But instead of Uraraka being embarrassed and letting go, she asks Aoyama to use his laser to momentarily blind Thirteen the minute she lets go. He does so, and Uraraka allows herself to be sucked in and propelled at Thirteen, where she takes them (referring to Thirteen neutrally because her gender hasn't been revealed at this point) down and cuffs them while they can't see.

I think I'll be keeping every other match the same. EXCEPT for Mineta and Sero versus Midnight, Sero doesn't take the fall for Mineta and Mineta falls victim to his own weakness. It's Sero who saves him and carries him to the exit.

(I changed this because I'm going to give Mineta a little bit of growth and reflection. Having him lose here means that his perversion isn't only gross, it's hindering his work as a hero and he needs to do better)

After the exam, Aizawa commends Izuku (in private) for thinking logically for once, but questions why he would leave his teammate behind because it seems unlike him. Izuku confesses that he tried to plan and work with Bakugou, but he simply wasn't listening. He figured he could save both their grades if he successfully escaped.

He feels guilty even as he says this. How can he call himself a hero if he left his teammate to suffer at the hands of a villain?

Even if it was Bakugou.

Aizawa thinks about what he's being told for a long time. He knows that Bakugou has been violent with Izuku. He had assumed that they were rivals who couldn't get along, which was why he had paired them together. He had noticed that All Might looked like he wanted to protest this arrangement, but hadn't.

All this time, he had thought Izuku was part of the problem. But there was a bruise on the kid's cheek even though he hadn't sustained any injuries from All Might. It didn't take a genius to figure out what had happened.

And suddenly he feels guilty for not nipping this in the bud sooner.

Aizawa tells Izuku not to worry about it and that he had done the right thing. Then, he goes to confront All Might. He asks All Might what the real nature of Izuku and Bakugou's relationship is. All Might doesn't want to tell Aizawa for three reasons: a) it was Izuku's business not his, b) he didn't want Aizawa to accuse him of favoritism again and give Izuku and even harder time, and c) he didn't have the full truth himself, just speculation.

(I initially wrote this to be an argument, but I feel like All Might probably wouldn't argue with Aizawa. Plus, he feels guilty about not addressing this sooner)

Aizawa feels like an asshole (he is), but decides that he's going to try to do better by Izuku and all of his students.

RESULTS:

Yuga Aoyama: PASS

Mina Ashido: FAIL

Tsuyu Asui: PASS

Tenya Iida: PASS

Ochako Uraraka: PASS

Mashirao Ojiro: PASS

Denki Kaminari: FAIL

Eijiro Kirishima: FAIL

Koji Koda: PASS

Rikido Sato: FAIL

Mezo Shoji: PASS

Kyoka Jirou: PASS

Hanta Sero: PASS

Fumikage Tokoyami: PASS

Shoto Todoroki: PASS

Toru Hagakure: PASS

Katsuki Bakugou: FAIL

Izuku Midoriya: PASS

Minrou Mineta: FAIL

Momo Yaoyorozu: PASS

Bakugou is pissed when the results are announced. He rages, demanding to know why worthless Deku passed and he didn't. Izuku is also shocked (and guilty, because he had assumed escaping would secure both their grades. He wouldn't have done it if he had known Kacchan would fail too!). But Aizawa silences Bakugou with a nasty glare.

He reprimands Bakugou, telling him he had warned him about acting irresponsibly. Not only had he refused to cooperate and put himself in unnecessary danger, but he had assaulted his teammate. Aizawa bluntly tells him that a strong quirk isn't everything and that he can't act however he wants and still get his way in life. Reality would force him to face more severe consequences unless he gets his act together.

(Despite this, Izuku still feels like he should have failed too. He had abandoned his teammate, wasn't that the opposite of being heroic?)

Aizawa announces that everyone will be going to the training camps (there was no logical ruse because that shit is dumb and canon Aizawa doesn't know any other ways to teach).

While gathering allies to form the League of Villains, Tomura is introduced to two candidates: Himiko Toga and someone who introduces himself as Dabi. They both sought the League out because of Stain.

(Also, I just confirmed that Dabi did not have a notable record prior to joining the LOV. Keep that in mind)

This pisses Tomura off. He hates Stain for turning him down and doesn't understand his ideals. Society was wrong and heroes were two-faced liars who perpetuated it. Why not wipe out everything? Why not destroy it all? He expresses this to the new candidates.

Dabi rolls his eyes and calls Tomura an idiot without a real cause. He doesn't care about what or who gets destroyed, but he admires Stain because he spoke out against false heroes. He claims that false heroes are the real blunder on society and if they can be purged, humanity might get their shit together.

Toga doesn't talk about false heroes, but she does want a world where everyone can be accepted no matter what he quirk is. She wants to be herself and have people to accept and care about her. She felt a kinship with Stain because of the similarities in their quirks and thought that the League would accept her because of this.

Tomura is frustrated because he doesn't understand what the hell these people are talking about. He tries to kill them and they go to defend themselves only for Kurogiri to intervene. He tells Tomura that he needs all the forces he can get and that maybe he should actually listen to what these two have to say.

Grumbling, he goes to the mall to clear his head.

This happens to be when 1A also goes to the mall to prepare for the training camps. Izuku, Iida, Uraraka, Tsu, and Yaoyorozu form a small group as they look for things to buy. Yaoyorozu's made an itinerary and hands everyone a list of basic necessities. The girls break off from the boys, wanting to see if they can find more comfortable clothes to wear.

Iida expresses his gratitude to Izuku, not for saving him, but for showing him what it means to be a hero. Izuku blushes and stutters, telling Iida he really doesn't need to thank him. Especially because he doesn't think he did the right thing during the final exam. He confesses what happened to Iida and that he feels like he betrayed his morals.

But Iida assures him that he didn't do anything wrong. Bakugou was risking both their grades and was never in any actual danger. Izuku says that even so he should have tried harder. Iida's quiet for a moment, then asks Izuku how he feels about Bakugou.

Izuku is confused by the question. He admires Bakugou's strength and dedication. What more is there? Why is Iida asking him this?

But before he can say that, a hooded figure shows up and starts touching Izuku (stranger danger) while expressing how much of a fan he was. He goes on and on about how he was so cool during the Sports Festival and facing Stain (chronic yapper). Both Izuku and Tenya are tense, especially when the stranger reveals that he didn't think they would meet again.

They both realize at the same time that the man is Tomura Shigaraki, the one who led the attack on the USJ.

Iida immediately moves to do... something (attack? Call for help? He doesn't know!) only to watch with horror as Shigaraki's fingers close around Izuku's neck, leaving his middle finger off him.

Shigaraki tells both of them to calm down unless they want Izuku to die. But Izuku assures Iida that it doesn't matter if he dies, he just wants him to stop Shigaraki. If he makes a scene, the heroes will show up. However, Shigaraki tells them that he'll kill everyone he can before the heroes get there if either of them draw any attention. Iida wasn't planning on risking it anyway.

Shigaraki tells them that the Hero Killer is bugging him. Both of them are confused; they assumed that Stain was working with him. Shigaraki tells them that wasn't the case and that he's jealous of all the attention Stain is getting. He doesn't understand the difference between them.

Iida asks what Shigaraki's goal is. He hates Stain, but he knows that Stain had a goal. One that might not have been as baseless as he originally thought. His brother, who he had thought was a virtuous, noble hero had done something wrong. If he was right about Tensei, wasn't it possible that he was right about all of them?

Shigaraki answers that he wants to destroy everything.

Izuku says that's why he isn't getting any attention. He had been thinking a lot about Todoroki and what he had told him about Endeavor. If the #2 hero was that bad, what were other heroes getting away with? How much did society overlook about someone just because they were strong? It's hard for him to admit through his admiration for heroes, but he thinks Stain made some sort of sense. He tells Shigaraki that Stain had a goal and a reason for doing things, while Shigaraki causes destruction for no reason. Izuku doesn't agree with what Stain does, but his ideals make some sort of sense.

Izuku tells Shigaraki that he suspects that Stain wants to fix things about society and that correlates to killing false heroes. He doesn't understand how quite yet, but he assumes him and All Might were spared because they put others first. They were "true heroes," according to Stain.

(He really doesn't feel like a true hero after what happened in the final exam. He feels like a fake)

Shigaraki thinks about his answer. He thinks about what Toga and Dabi said. He knew society was wrong, Sensei had always told him that. But he had always said the answer was destroying it and Tomura had always agreed.

But fixing it? He doesn't understand the point of that. Tomura had never fixed anything in his life. He had always just destroyed and killed whatever irked him, whatever made him angry. And Sensei had encouraged it. He's a villain and he had never denied that. He doesn't want to fix anything.

He just wants to destroy it.

Didn't he?

But Stain's goals seemed to get attention. He could use that to his advantage. Then everyone would have to pay attention to him. He could make Stain's followers his own. Starting with those two fools who followed him so devoutly.

The girls return. Uraraka and Yaoyorozu ask who their friend is, but Tsu instantly realizes who it is. She had been a second away from dying at his hand. She could never forget that face. She freezes, which makes the other two girls realize something is wrong. They demand that Shigaraki let go of Izuku.

Shigaraki chuckles and does as they say. He thanks Izuku and Iida for the help and leaves, warning them not to follow. Izuku asks what All For One is after, to which Shigaraki replies he has no idea. He then tells Izuku to worry about himself because he'll kill him next time they meet.

Once he's gone, Uraraka frantically asks what happened and if they're alright while Yaoyorozu tends to Tsu who's gone pale. Uraraka calls the police while Iida tries to shake Izuku who's unresponsive.

He can't bring himself to respond to his friends. All he can think about is how he was going to stop Shigaraki and All For One before they can hurt more people

Notes:

Aizawa redemption anyone?? He's going to be a better teacher from here on out. Still an asshole, but his goal is going to be actively working to improve his students. Letting Bakugou's behavior go unchecked to where he felt comfortable attacking his teammate was the wake-up call he needed

I intentionally didn't have All Might talk to Izuku. He's still grappling with his own views about heroics at the moment and he suspects that Bakugou is a bully, so it doesn't occur to him that Izuku might thing he was disappointed in him. They're both really bad communicators

It was a weird choice on Horikoshi's part to make Sero pay for Mineta's shortcomings. He could have used this to address Mineta's actions, instead he more or less rewards it. Feels like something he does a lot with Mineta (he also did it during the JTA), which is part of the reason why he's so hated

I swear Uraraka is so much more enjoyable as a character when you take away her crush on Izuku. Rewriting this damn story is reigniting my love for her

So, Shigaraki. What I'm doing here is trying to a) give him agency and b) have him overcome AFO's manipulations. Shigaraki's hatred of heroes and society comes from AFO taking advantage of what happened that night he killed his family. These aren't Shigaraki's real feelings, he doesn't have enough agency to have real feelings at this point. My changes here were to a) give him a real goal and b) show that he and Izuku are kind of coming to terms with the same thing. That's also why I steered away from him wanting to kill All Might, I want their interaction to be driven away from their mentors. They're kind of coming to the same conclusions, but on opposite spectrums

I kept Iida around because I wanted him to also reflect on Stain and Tensei. Also, he's a good friend

I know it might feel OOC to have Izuku leave Bakugou. I felt weird writing it. But this is supposed to be representative of a few things. Izuku's views are changing and evolving. He's being affected by the people around him, most noticeably Momo who's kind of his opposite here. He knew he wasn't ready to fight All Might and knew it was pointless to get Bakugou to cooperate. He was thinking objectively and allowed himself to do so because it was a school assignment and not real life (he wouldn't be able to do this in a real situation). It also isn't a coincidence that this happened after Bakugou punched him. He's coming to terms with how much Bakugou's treatment has affected him over the years. After all that's happened- his friends' and All Might's concerns- Izuku is beginning to separate himself from Bakugou, even if he hasn't realized it yet. This is actually what Iida was going to suggest was happening before Shigaraki showed up

Dabi is way closer to being morally ambiguous than an outright villain here. I mean, in my opinion, that's how he was originally. Him and Toga are both following Stain's ideals more closely, although Toga doesn't really understand them to the same extent (I noticed that Shigaraki seemed to assume that Toga didn't actually care about Stain's goals despite admiring him but didn't include Dabi in that. It implies that his goals always aligned more closely with what Stain wanted. Horikoshi why did you ruin him)

[flamingskull28]

(Agent 96 story from the poll)

3 sat between Callie and Marie, staring off and being unaware of everything besides the beaming summer time heat and her fellow Agents in the distance.

4 was practicing at the row of target bloons, there used to be just 3 but 4 and 8 worked together to add various targets, some moving and others impopable..

They were both so talented...

3's cheeks flushed as she watched 4 tear through the target range with each weapon she had then switch to the next and do it again with ease. The girls movements were perfect anytime she broke from a sprint, 4 instantly swung her weapon and took her target out then the next.

3 wondered if they'd ever be on that level of strength or precision, maybe not but it still was enjoyable to watch 4 at work. The Agents firm muscles catching 3's eye consistently, they showed perfectly with 4's long elegant tentacle, shorts and crop top combined with their hero jacket tied around their waist. Seeing 4 like this made 3's stomach flutter in strange ways... her face was getting way to hot as well..

3 turned their gazed to 8, who was tinkering with various weapons at Sheldon's upgrade station. Though it didn't help 3's situation as the octoling zipped through the contents of a splatling, seeming to know the device like the back of her own hand.

8 had taken off the front barrel of a hydra and grabbed the barrel from a nearby killer wail cannon, somehow gripping the heavy part with one hand showing strength simler to 4's. 8 went on to weld the two items together, taking a brief moment to admire the handy work then instantly diving back into the Frankenstein of a splating.

3 blushed further, these two were astounding. 3 knew how she felt about them but... how would she ever be on their level?

3 hoped she'd ever have the strength to tell them how she felt.

----

4 grunted as she put a full force swing into hitting the target balloon. Destroying the thing instantly. She smirked, having gone through the course with all her weapons three times now. This thing had been a pain for her and 8 to build... though 4 didn't think she deserved much credit, she'd only offered ideas and stuck mechanics together, 8 was the real brains.. she was so smart...

4 took a seat next to her training course, as close to 8 as possible without being to weird. She took the chance to look over the marvel of weapon tech, 8 had stuck together. 4 went over the amount of carefully connected components and clever welding it took to form a hydra with a killer wail, in her head and admired 8's skills even more. A blush overtakeing her.

She really hopped no one noticed her staring at 8's mechanics outfit and tied up tentacles, 8 was very pretty girl.... 4 never had the heart to say that to her though...

"H-Hey 4 mind i-if... I uh, try the training course?" 3 approached timidly, 4 found their nervousness adorable given the girl always looked so tough from afar. Oddly 4 got the same happy and bubbly feeling when 3 was around as she did with 8...

"Of course ya dummy, it's a training course for all of us. It's about time I see you try it out." 4 remarked with a lighthearted shoulder punch then stood back to give 3 room.

3 flashed a smile in response then rested their hero shot. 3 definitely didn't match 4 in strength or precision but her agility and tactical prowess were more then enough to burn through the training course.

4 was impressed with how efficiently 3 cleared it on their first go. Sure it was a bit slow and she manged to get knocked over by one of the reinflating balloons but still. Though 4 was a bit biased, she loved to watch 3 at work and this was no different, why was a question 4 had yet to understand.

A call from 8 caught her attention before she could ponder it.

"Maybe one day I can tell them about this weird feeling.." she mumbled

----

"4,3! I believe it's finished." 8 smiled confidently while wiping the sweat from her head.

"That hydra + killer wail thing you've been crafting?" 3 sat her gun down and walked over with 4.

"The Wailing Hydra." 4 stated matter of factly with a hint if teasing.

"Yup! Been putting this together all day, not to mention designing it.." 8 held the weapon up proudly, clearly struggling to support the weight. It was a hydra mixed with a killer wail, various tubed, braces and an extra large tank were required to make it so that was a given. "Who wants the first test run? I don't want to be using it if it explodes." 8 laughed with her statement though 3 didn't seem to catch that given her worried expression.

8 couldn't help but find it cute, 3 was a softie at heart and everyone knew it. It made 8 found of the girl... she assumed the butterflies thinking about them gave her was nothing though.

"I'll try it!" 4 reached out to grabbed the weapon from 8, her smile a mix of chaos and excitement.

"Careful! It's hea-....vy?." 8 was surprised when 4 easily held up the weapon with just one hand

"Eh a bit." Was all 4 said as she admired the thing, the tank inside taking ink from her own tank. It needed a full tank of ink to work. "I think it's full so stand back."

8 flushed seeing 4's pure confidence as the sound of mechanical whirling filled the air. The weapon audiblely pumped ink into the main firing mechanism and soon enough it was ready to fire.

4 let go of the trigger and a massive beam of yellow ink exploded from the barrel, a solid stream of destruction landing where ever she aimed, one that even popped the normally unpoppable balloons.

4 laughed as if this was the most fun she'd ever had. 8 watched on in admiration, why was this hot..? Must just be a random thought.... yeah totally.

Eventually the beam died down. 4 turned back around with a face of pure joy "That. Was. AWESOME!" 4 hugged 8 in appreciation, unaware of how the octoling instantly felt her whole face flush.

"N-No problem." 8 said trying and failing to keep her cool til 4 let go and then ranted about the amazing handling and all around great design, 8 felt lightheaded from the praise from a girl she looked up too.

Timidly 3 interrupted "Hey uh.. c-coukd I try, it looked fun..." 4 smiled brightly and handed 3 the weapon and made sure she was handling it right.

8 watched 4 instruct 3, her face still burning... maybe one day she could admit what they made her feel

[flowerflamestars]

EFFLORESCE THOUGHTS (Round One: The last Cassian pov section)

When I first read through my brain did the over-excited-skip-words thing and I thought that Feyre just unilaterally declared that Nesta would be speaking at the high lords' summit instead of saying that she would ask and honestly it'd be so in character that she'd already be back to making decisions that effect her sisters without asking that I didn't even question the mis-read beyond "*heavy sigh* Really Feyre? Really?" (Have the other High Lords even agreed to the meeting yet or are you about to go try to demand Nesta speak at a meeting you don't even know is happening yet? (You wanna know what Nesta would say? She would say YOUR BOYFRIEND IS A SHITHEAD.))

And, like, Rhysand just, like, ignoring everything Azriel is trying to tell him. Like, dude, his job is to give you information. You literally (well, theoretically anyway) pay him to give you information. Why are you ignoring it?!

(The Az losing his shit train wreck is picking up speed.)

Cassian just seems like he's dissociating, like, soooo hard at the end there. "Oh? You're giving the literal child large amounts of (theoretical) political power and authority? Neat. Great. Whatever. Where's Nesta? I'm going back to Nesta." ('Titled nonsense' was something Feyre said in an earlier chapter. Does that opinion change when it's her being offered a super-special title by her boyfriend because she's super-special? Girl, you can't even grasp the responsibilities your sisters have for the people of their one patch of land. How are you possibly going to comprehend the responsibilities of an entire court?! (Rhys doesn't even really mange to))

300+ people are displaced or dead (Feyre's sister's included) and Rhys, Feyre, and Mor seem... mildly inconvenienced at best. (I had more flailing thoughts to add to this point somewhere but I seem to have lost them for now.)

(Have they even realized that Nesta, Elain, and Lucien have fucked off and left the house yet?)

Anyway,

<3

DELIGHTFUL

It's fully both things. The High Lords meeting has NOT coalesced into any real plan aside from something Rhysand has mentioned to Feyre. She has taken that and run to a plan that is emotionally satisfying to her, while he is, naturally, turning it a romantic gesture that means both trouble, and nothing. (Feyre's sisters aren't speaking to her)

(the stupid romance always works on her, too. She is very into Rhysand presenting power as devotion, specifically raising her, where Tamlin made it a responsibility and she fucking hated it)

Feyre also genuinely thinks they're going to come around. Hybern killed everyone, surely thats a reason to fight Hybern! That they'd be, in turn, fighting for Rhysand is a nonissue to her.

Rhys is way, way too deep in digging the grave of what could have been via protracted plans to get Feyre's sisters to just bend, to repay them playing him, to have control of the situation. And probably also some weird Feyre-based protective hostility. He does want them humiliated, but he's pissed at Azriel for just saying it.

Cassian is on the BRINK. Flying into Velaris? Panic. Carrying Morrigan? Different, horrified panic. Knowing his own feelings will be counted as betrayal, also knowing Rhys might skim for them? HE IS ILL WITH IT.

And he hasn't seen Nesta in five days. A very long time, considering he thought she was going to die last time they were in the same room. He has spent those five days doing things he, a member of the night court, absolutely should not be doing. (IS he an Archeron? Or is he a member of this court that he's loved and bled for and hated in equal measure so many long years? what matters more, the time of the vow?) He has not spent those five days thinking on a loop Nesta Archeron is my nation now, almost entirely because he thinks he does not deserve to.

Elain, Lucien, and Nesta have been going back and forth. Which is doing interesting things to the city wards, watched over by Amren.

[sethmacenzie]

So I've said my part about ofmd season 2s finale and that I didn't even care anymore that my favourite character died, but the show had such an insane decline from season 1 to season 2 it was simply not as enjoyable for the entire time.

So here's a quick critique of open issues that stuck with me:

-they killed Ivan off-screen and he's only mentioned once in passing, no one cares or questions where he is when they meet again, they were fine with Izzy there, but didn't even bother asking about a crew member they were much closer with -Buttons turned into a seagull (which I didn't think was bad) and it's only questioned once by Roach and then never again brought up, and Roach asks if Ed didn't simply kill him and it's just ignored -Ed doesn't really become part of the crew, he doesn't pay up for what he did and why is Izzys deathbed apology more sincere than Ed's non apology about Izzys leg? He doesn't deserve to come back at all, because he doesn't do anything to earn it. He spends a day with Fang and that counts for the whole crew, Fang who isn't even angry at him -Izzy actually earns his place within the crew and still has to apologize to Ed, his worst abuser. Sure Izzy was part of the problem with Blackbeard, but in no way does it justify what Ed did to him (and everyone else while he was Captain of the Revenge) -remember last season when Ed made it clear that he only ever killed one person, and then in the finale he coldly pushed Lucius over and it was therefore a big deal? Yeah Ed just randomly kills like it's nothing now, and "go back to what you were good at", it wasn't killing, Ed was never good at killing

-they barely paid attention to the non ships aside from Izzy and it sucks. We had such a wonderful balance in season 1 of crew live, that we got to love them all, we didn't have any of that in season 2, it's so plain when you look at Archie, she just didn't get what her crewmates got to the point you don't care about her all that much -speaking of Archie, that relationship something with Olo, JIm, Archie and Zhang Yi Sao was a mess, they sank of the biggest relationships from season 1, which had such a well done ark in the first episodes, and many, myself included thought we might get a poly relationship, but we didn't, we got the mess we had. We had a well developed relationship that took an entire season to build and it got removed during the first three episodes in favour of two new underdeveloped characters getting with them in no time

-I know we are not historically accurate and don't bother too much with it, but Zheng Yi Sao is the most powerful female pirate in history and they nerved her for nothing, I did like how Richard got rid of her fleet, but they should have used someone else than a pirate known for dying peacefully because she got so powerful she made a deal

-the pacing was obviously bad, and I want to give them as much nicety about it as possible, but Owl House got cut from an entire season to three episodes and they still manged to nail it, ofmd lost 2 episodes and it doesn't excuse this pacing

-honestly Izzys redemption ark was rushed, just so he could be killed off, it was too much, too fast. I do love the first few episodes of him, but doing drag was a bit far fetched for episode 6, but it's a small complain, loved the singinig and dancing

-"bottle it up" is the new solution to problems, after "talk it through as a crew" from season 1. Lucius, Frenchie and Izzy just bottle everything up and nothing bad comes of it, we're supposed to believe that's a good thing? -everyone knows Stede is alive, Mary relies on him being dead and it's never brought up or important whatsoever

-this season feels like there aren't proper consequences, Ed can leave and come back and it's fine, Buttons can turn into a seagull and no one cares, Auntie gets blown up with the fleet and survives, people get stabbed multiple times and survive, but Izzy gets shot and dies, it's all over the place -there is always the whole: we have a suicidal character, they try to kill themselves, they fail, they get over their depression, they finally get happy, and we kill them off just after they found happyness. It sucks as a trope, it gives every last person that is suicidal the feeling that being happy is not worth it, because you're going to die anyway and well, maybe don't have the characer that tried to kill himself this season a line about wanting to go and in the same episode that had "it's only suicide if we die", it's tasteless at best and ill-intended at worst

-Roach is in the main cast now, but I swear he had more scenes in season 1 than seaosn 2

-having a tiny funeral scene and bam wedding, like there was no decent emotional impact on either of these moments, any why would they bury him without his leg or ring?

-Stede has a panic moment when he kills Ned and it seems like that's why he and Ed slept togeher, but it's not brought up that killing is still an issue

To end it on a few positive notes, I liked -Swede becomes Jackies husband and Roach going Mrs Bettet about the whole thing -most of the first three episodes in general -Buttons turning into a seagull and being recognized as a seawitch -having more historical figures -Auntie -Susan (mostly) aside from the issue I brought up -Wee John getting into knitting -Izzy sining and dancing -the entire leg arch of Izzy -pretty much all Izzy/Stede interactions -Frenchie sceming again and the rest all going with it -indigo! -everyones new looks -Fang going fishing and his and Roachs spa day -the after credit scenes -Ed freaking out because Stede moved too fast -Stede having a killing flashback when killing Ned Low -Spanish Jackie in general, but especially poisoning everyone and getting Swede a new look -Richard as the main antagonist -Clocks -Stede getting Hellcat Maggie and the to mutiny -the entire cast was amazing

And I shouldn't have to say this, but: don't harass people over this, critiquing is fine, threats are not. And no it's not bury your gays, everyone here is gay and that is not one of the issues this season had.

[outsiders-owen]

So sorry pastry voice. i didn't mean to steal the questions from everyone. i simply got excited. i understand if your upset however.

besides that, im glad i could leave a memorable impression on you Owen! i do talk a lot. but hey! I've got a lot to say!

must be because im a writer.

enough with the attention seeking exposition. I've got more questions! this time i'll spread them out though. don't want to overwhelm you more than i already have. im honestly surprised you manged to answer all of them. maybe demons have better hearing or something.

Ok so!

Apo, how did you feel when you received Owens letter? were you ever going to write a response?

What would it be about?....begging for forgiveness? more lies? an apology? or perhaps addressing that you didn't feel sorry. the fact your so ambiguous about it makes me really invested.

and Owen. are you sure you're fit to be all....power bearing right now? i mean obviously you're supposed to be Superior. but as much as i hate to admit it, you're not acting...healthy. you keep like....glitching out. in cretin responses. i've tried ignoring it but maybe you should talk to Gracie or Soup about it.

also on a similar note. sorry this might be mean but.

Owen. Why did you bring Apo to talk to us if all your going to do is cover and try to speak for him. its like you don't want him here. its like you don't want us to defend him. its like you....well....you'll see.

or maybe you wont. with the way things are looking now more voices seem to want you to....fix things.

I can't say im one of them. im only here for the story, and stories need conflicts.

oh my! i've said quite a lot haven't i? of course i still have more to say. i always do but! ill save it for another time. and watch as you two squabble over these messages.

One last thing however, Apo. you're in good hands. Owens is the strongest member of the clearing after all. No one can hurt you now.

-Salt voice :D

(PLEASE IGNORE THAT I FORGOT TO HIT ANON ON THE MOST RECENT LAST VOICE MESSAGE.)

Oh, it's Salt Voice! Back for more, I see.

Oh my gosh, this is such a long- you've said so much- um- it's cool that you're a writer! What do you write about??

Wait... you're asking about Owen's letter.

I thought-

Let me answer their questions, yeah?

...Okay.

I was going to write a response to Owen's letter. I was going to tell him pretty much how I feel about the whole situation- that I'm sorry for lying to him and I hate how it destroyed our friendship, but that I would pull the lever again because someone was going to do it at some point, right? And better me to live with the guilt than any of the people that I care about.

I was going to apologize and ask Owen if we could keep up correspondence, and eventually, I was gonna convince him to get me out of that- that cell. Guess I didn't have to do that, though.

...Guess not. Um, Salt Voice, I'm- I'm perfectly healthy, I'm not- I'm fine! I keep telling you, it's f ff f finnneee eee e

That doesn't sound fine.

Apo, shut up! I can't- ugh. Glitching out? I don't- talk to Soup, I can talk to Soup, I trust Soup- does she deserve that? Does anyone deserve my trust?

Owen?

Is any of this worth it? I didn't- I brought Apo to talk to you guys s̸̡͎̣͔̙͇̖͔̋͑̅͌̍̇ơ̵̪̌͂͊̏̉̈́͊ ̴̧̢̘̹͚̼͖͌̔͂͌ỹ̵̯̬̮͉̫̇̔̅̈̓̌̅̃̐ȏ̵̢̞̰̬͐͌û̵̯͙̟̖̆͂̏ͅ ̶͖̬̹̩̘̠͚̝͎̈́̄w̶̨̨͉̥̲͔̲̱͚̺̻̘̲̱͚͆͐̐͗̕͠o̷̢̩̞̰͉̭͇̩̜͍̟̖̰͍̾̈͌͂ǘ̴̢̧͕̫̰͕͕̪̹̣̘̾̌̽̽̈́̈͝͝l̴͔͖̳͕͒͌̇̚͝d̸͂̀��̛̮̻̗̗̰̅͌̎̃̏̊͝͠ͅn̷̛̯̳̫̟͕̯͉̽̚̕͜͝'̷̟̬͈̖̤̮̩̪͚̳͑͑̏̆̄̀̊̀͐̃̅̀̐̕ẗ̴̠͓͉͔̬̺̣̗̗̲̞̽ ̷̳͖̯̎̽̽̑̔͌͒͒͝͝͝ĺ̷̢̢̢̢̡̛̛̼͕̜̭̯̦̜͎͕͖͛̌̽͗́͒̋̈̎͑̅̉ĕ̷̡̳̺̖̱̪͕̭̥̥͖̳̈́̍̏̊́̑̽a̴͉̗͕͕͇̙̙̖̞̯͛̃v̶̛̯̪͈̞̯̑̓̓͋͛͐̅́̕̕ę̸̥̘̮͉̞̤̻͓̻̭͇̱̭̏̇̆̄͌͑̈̒̇̅̓̐̄̀͝ͅ ̷̨̡̛̘̯͎̦̈́̈́́͌̊͌̓̓̓̐͝m̷͖͉̔̄͆́͒̍e̵̡̳̗̲̠͎̞̯͍̋̔̒͂̈́̈̔̀̒̿̏̿̚̚͜, so you wouldn't get bored and abandon me and= I don't- I want him here- I think I do at least- I don't- I can't-

My brain's so jumbled up, everything's so jostled around, there's a voice that's not like you Voices, it's different, i̷̗͌̊̎́̓́̀̂͘͜͝͠͝ẗ̶̛͎͙͚̥̬͊̿̊̄̎͛̅̕͘ ̵͈̰̪̬̼̪̭̈́̽͑̈̐̋̉͗͗̚͘͜ͅs̸͇̩̜̞͙͕͉͉̬̠̪͎̝̯͛̇̂̎̈́̐̕̕ò̶̭͓̼̀̋̇̈̿̆̐̚͘u̸̧̫̻̬̮͙͖̞͒͗͛̽ǹ̵̢̡͇̹̝̟̀͠d̶̨̧̘̭̱͎̼͖͔̞̤̜̦̑͊͋͝s̵̡̧̛̮̩͇̖̈́̐̓̈͂̃̓̎̒͊̂̕͝ͅ ̷̧̞̳̜̬͔̖̖̘̩̗̩̯́͛̈́̀̎̀͋͋̈̔̏̇̑͘͜͝l̷̡̡̖̫̗̳̥̫̟̯͚̽ͅī̷͔̈́̔͗́͌k̵̳̮̣̟͇̱̺͍̪̬̖̳̞͗͛͊͆̿͜ȩ̴̧̹͎͚̯̬̱̱͍̣̜͓̹͒̈́ͅ ̵͙̲̖̮̘͚̟̰͈͇̻͍̦͐̃̅̉͌̀̈́͆̂̕͜͝͝m̸̦̖̬̦̂̈́̐̉͑̀̓͂͘ê̴͚͙̻͚̯͙͇͜

And I keep remembering stuff but then it's gone, it's gone in a flash and I don't know if that's good or bad because I always feel like throwing up after I remember. I don't- I can't-

Owen?

S̸̡̢̨̨̛̱̩͔̳͕͈͈̰̦͕̘̞̰͉̼̀͛̽̄̍̆́̏̄̓͆̒̅̎̊͒̑̎̔̑̕̕̕͠H̸̢̨͇͔̮͎͇̲̝̬͕̗̙̠̘̺̺̻̟̘̬̀̈́͌̀́̔̿͛̅͋̂̑̄̒̓͐̒̚͝͠Ų̶̝͇̪̪̘̭̳͛͐͑̽̈̚̚T̶̡̛̲͚̣͙̉̇̾̐͑̈́̌̀͒̈́̅̽̌̕͝ ̵̡̧̗̬̱͖̥͍̙̲̎̈̾̔̀̂͜Ų̸̧̩̯̙͇̘̥̙̥̤̣̻̝̟̪̞͇̊͋̋̃̀̓͗̋̉̓̆̈́̄̔̄̍̈̉̊̕͜ͅͅP̸̛̦͚͎̪̯͙͇̬̙̥̺̟̗̝̣̉̔̔͗̀̄̿̀̏͆̂̈͐͊̉̾́́͐̽͘͘̕͝͝ͅ

S-sorry-

No, no no nonononono- it's not you, it's not you, I can't- I can't- I can't do anything, it's all messed up, my head hurts-

Owen- okay, just let me- let me help you? You're yelling, man. People are going to come check on you and then I'm going to be found. Please quiet down a bit

Į̷̡̘͈͕̃̽̽̾̆̓̃͂̂̎̅̀̔̑̑́̚��̧͉̬͕̪̺̲̻̻̣ ̵̡̤̲̥͈̖̾̂͐̂̌̍͋̽͂̓͛͆́̄̄͂́̌́̒͒͑͘̕͝͠͝C̶̡̡̲̳̮̬̦͇̣̹̞͈͓̱̳͉͈͒͆̈͐̾̆͜A̶̼̻̲̙̗̗̤̜͖̒̂̒͊̃̃̐̒̅̎̀N̷̨̛̞̦̳̩̰̬̩̥͇̠͔̦̗̪̙̳͇̘̺͐͂̒͊̂̈̿̂̂̀̈́͋̈̊͘͘̚͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅ"̵̗͚̯̼̯͇͖̬̫̲͕̞́̀̈́̔̀̄́͐̊́̽̌̂̚͝ͅͅŢ̵̨̨̛̻͓͕̻͈̦̲̘͈̬̳͉͎͕͖̰̤̌̀͊͐̉͂́͌͑̉̄͌̔̏̑̐́̋͛͌̊̈́͜͠

Owen, please.

i̶̢̜͕̮̩̯̿͐́̾̔̃͜͠ͅ ̴̡̲͈̱̤͕͕̟̗̪͈̜̭̭̦̰̱̱̼̳̓̈́̋͐̒͌͝c̶̢̯̲̝̩̱͈͈͒̾̽̂͋̾̍̒͋̀͗͋̆̆͜͝a̶̡̡̢̧̱̳̼̣̪͎͙̦̝̓̈́͂̍́͂̂̏́̈́͘n̴̛̛͚͖̰͙̂̒̍̉̐̏̿̔̈̈́̆̈́͝͠͝ţ̸̡̛͙̻̲̲͖̟̞̣̮͇͉̅̅́̓̏̃̎͜͝-̶͍̟̰̹̭̞͊̌̆͋͋̈́͊́̉̚̕͝ͅ

Owen, you're scaring me.

...

Are you okay now?

Yeah- shoot, I'm- I'm sorry, Apo- I...

You wanna go get some rest? We can talk about this in the morning?

I- okay. Sounds good.

I'll go back to my hole then?

You can just pull up a bed if you want. If you're not afraid of getting caught. I don't mind.

Yeah- yeah, sure, alright.

Okay.

Goodnight, Owen!

I missed you so much.

Didn't quite catch that, sorry...?

...It doesn't matter.

[uwukillmenowowo]

To Wash the Inky Stains of Hate

[Cover by: me/Kumon]

[Dabi X Ink Demon! Reader]

Requested by:

mayaimishigo

[This lovely person right here~!]

Fandoms:

Boku No Hero Academia & Bendy and the Ink Machine

Trigger warnings:

- Blood/Death/Gore/Murder/etc

- Swearing/Foul Language

- Stop, don't touch me there, this is my no no square! [In future chapters]

[Main Characters:]

- Twice and Mange are deceased.

- Dabi - 24

- Reader - 23

- Shigaraki - 21

- Toga - 17

- Kurogiri - Died 17 - Technically 18 [Got off Google Idk I didn't watch/read that far :( ]

- Alice - XXXX

- Boris/Buddy - XXXX

- Alice/Allison - XXXX

Quirk: Ink Demon

This quirk allows its user to manifest a demonic creature made entirely out of ink, this demonic creature is extremely powerful and can cause great amounts of destruction to whoever and whatever it comes into contact with. This creature has great speed, strength and durability. It also has a very high intelligence, capable of devising complex plans and strategies to use against its opponents. The user of this quirk must be very careful in using it and have a great understanding of how to control it. the user also has the ability to produce and control ink, it can make structures, entities, objects and so much more.

[Notes:]

- This is... like season 6 [Of BNHA] but it isn't

- Dabi's hair will still be black because it's easier for me.

- There will be others if I remember them...

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Chaos

1396000 people

2792000 people

5584000 people

The massacre never ends, does it?

{Third POV}

~~~~~

"Whaaa~! She's really on a massive genocide, isn't she? Look at all the blood and corpses~!" A female with ash-blonde hair fangirled with her hands on her cheeks and a blush on her face. "She does have quite the body count..." "And what's with all that black liquid..?" The trio continued to observe, as well as theorize about the so-called "Black liquid" that she was producing.

"It also looks like she's controlling all of that black stuff." The white-haired male nodded, continuing to watch the chaos unfold. 'How many heroes and civilians has she killed already?' He thought as he continued to stare at the ruined city that was once protected. But did he care? Absolutely not, in fact, he actually thinks that all those people deserved it. He's been through all of it before.

"It... kinda looks like ink." The ash-blonde female said as she used her hand to cover her eyes from the afternoon sun. She found the other girls' brutal techniques rather interesting. I mean, the girl has killed millions of people in the span of a few hours. She kind of wanted to learn from the girl. She could get so much more blood that way!

"Using ink to control, create, and destroy? Kinda cringe and cliche..." The black-haired male sighed as he turned his gaze away. Obviously annoyed and seemingly not impressed. In all honesty, he just wanted to join in the carnage to let out some of his frustrations.

"Shut it Dabi. That quirk of hers actually looks kind of useful. Unlike that masked bird bitch." The white-haired male stated, not turning his gaze away from the scene. "If what the wacko said is correct and that's ink then I don't find it all that impressive." "Hey! You burnt chicken nugget! Yours also isn't impressive! I mean- it's just fire but blue!" "What did you call me nutjob?" "*Hmph* You heard me!" "SHUT IT! BOTH OF YOU! I'm already having a fucking headache and the both of you are making it worse!"

The "Nutjob" huffed and crossed her arms while Dabi placed his hands on his hips, both watching as the white-haired male started to leave. "Kurogiri, teleport us back. We need to inform him of our findings. If he deems that maniacal girl worthy then we should try to recruit her. Find out her quirk, wants and dream and then he'll decide what we do with her after."

A purple swirl of clouds appeared and the three started to leave. Leaving leftover heroes to deal with the crazed genocider.

{XXXX POV}

~~~~~

"8375990 out of 8376000 people... Heh- *Smirk* Almost around 60%..." I muttered to myself as I ordered another squad of searchers to destroy another group of tanks that the military tried to send while I dodged more chains from the warden hero: Crushlock. A hero that helps the cops in the crime department in restraining "berserk villains." Did I care that I was killing a lot of people? No. Did I care that the government wanted my head? Pffttt-! Of course not! I needed to make HIM pay for everything he's done to me and all the others and there's no way in hell I'm stopping until I archived that goal.

"HALT VILLIAN!"

I sighed, glaring at the heroes that kept coming. They're not that much fun to fight. Not even good enough to pass the time. Just bugs that hover around a meal that was left unattended. I held my hand out, creating ink in my hands and pointed my palm to the floor, raising an inky barrier as another hero tried to attack me.  "Annoying..." I said to myself and then raised both my hands, creating a tsunami of ink.

There were screams, lots of them. Then when the ink faded there were just the corpses of everyone who tried to stop me. Now, I would've used this attack from the beginning but i was hungry and haven't eaten in a few weeks. But now that i've used it I'm hungry again... "Does anywhere have bacon soup?" I questioned myself, looking around the ruined area.

"Hmmm..." I groaned and snapped my fingers, the searchers came back to me and I commanded them to find some food. While I waited I sat down and started to stretch.

It's been almost an hour... I crossed my legs and crossed my arms. "Where are my searchers..?" I know that they're still alive since I could still sense them. They are my creation after all. They haven't run into any heroes either. So what's with the—

!

One was destroyed?

Two...

Three...

Four...

I glanced around me, expecting another hero. Four searchers died. Burned, disintegrated, slashed, and drowned. I stood up wearily but then I saw some sort of portal appear in front of me. 'It's like my ink domain.' I thought as I raised my hand, ready to attack.

{Third Person POV}

~~~~~

The four beings entered the portal, not surprised when they saw a female in a fighting stance. The foggy-headed male raised both his... hands and walked slowly toward the female. "Miss [Y/n]," He stared, startling the female since she did not expect them to know her name. "We mean you no harm. We are the League of Villains and we've come to make a request." The female furrowed her brows, not trusting them. "What..." was all she asked, still in a fighting position.

"We simply want to examine your quirk. Want to know how it works." The female faltered and sweatdropped. "That's it..?" The foggy boi nodded and the female looked behind him, seeing a white-haired male with hella chapped lips, an ash-blonde girl who looks like she was about to climax, and a black-haired male who looks like the only sane person here. "Hmm? Oh, these three behind me ate my comrades. Shigaraki Tomura, Toga Himiko, and Dabi. As for me, you can refer to me as Kurogiri,"

"So chapped lips is Shiggy, Horny-looking ass is Toga, Burnt nugget is Dabi, and you're Kurogiri." As the female said that they all had mixed reactions, Shigaraki and Dabi looked pissed and annoyed. Toga looked... like herself but was laughing, and Kurogiri appeared shocked. "I... suppose so." Kurogiri said as he clasped his hands behind his back.

"Will you help us with your quirk?"

"Hold up— What am I getting out of this?"

The four froze. They did their research but most of that research was just her birth certificate. And her parents' names were scratched out, they knew nothing of her past or her desires. "Thought so... Fine. I'll help y'all out, but do you know of someone called Joey Drew and Henry Stein." The villains looked at each other before shaking their heads. Who were they? People you cared for or people you wanted to kill?

[Y/n] scowled. "However..." She then perked up to what Shigaraki had to say. "We could help you try to find whoever they are." [Y/n] then pondered on. It would certainly take less time than killing everyone to draw them out... 

She sighed and crossed her arms, using her quirk to create an ink hand so that she doesn't have to touch them. She doesn't know what their quirks do after all.

"Fine. I'll let you examine my quirk. In exchange, you gotta help me find who I'm lookin' for... Deal?"

Kurogiri looked at Shigaraki, who in turn walked forward and shook the inky hand. 

"Sure... Deal or whatever.

Wooooo! Actual post pooogg!

I am well aware that they are kind out of character

This is actually my first request so eeeehhhhh-

bare with me plz

[imsorryleavethisdamnedplace]

I find it hard to confront people now. If something feels off or if someone is genuinely rude to me I can't bring it up with them. I'd rather just, ignore it or you know, tell myself it's because they're frustrated with something else. I can't handle the idea of telling someone they hurt my feelings and overstepped just to find upon further reflection that I overreacted. That they were well within their rights to treat me like that, that I actually did deserve how they treated me. OR that they didn't mean to treat me poorly or that it wasn't about me at all, that they had a really fucking bad day, or they're really emotionally damaged and I just made it all about me.

I never found a good way to bring up my concerns with her, and a lot of the times I brought up how she hurt me, she always managed to bring up how I hurt her. Or that the way she hurt me was actually my fault. And I BELIEVED HER. I don't trust myself anymore, I don't trust my side of a conflict because of how many times I was wrong with her. ANY FUCKING PROBLEM I had managed to circle back to me, to something I did. All my hardships were the consequences of my actions, and the fact that SHE was damaged, that SHE hurt people through her own trauma, never seemed to factor in. She gave me fucking panic attacks because of her goddamn wrath, but that wasn't allowed to matter. I told myself that it DIDNT matter, because she couldn't mean it, that it was the rough edges from her traumatic past that I'd manged to get cut on. But she did hurt me, and she fucking terrified me, because I watched her burn down bridge after bridge by refusing to listen, or give someone the benefit of the doubt, or accept an apology, or fucking forgive anyone. I waited in fear for that to happen to me. For her wrath to burn down my life because I had wrapped myself so fucking completely up in her that I became tissue paper and she was itching to light the matches. I can always, always, remember my part in this toxic relationship that hurt me. I dismissed her, didn't believe she was capable to run her own life, but I forgot how she hurt me back. She WAS my fucking homewrecker. She came in my life and loved that I cheated on my partner with her because she got to feel special. Never mind that I was trying to repair a damaged and difficult relationship. Never mind that I was vulnerable and heartbroken and lonely and not remotely ready for a new relationship in the aftermath. She was hurt and fucking offended when I told her I was unsure. That I didn't want to date her the day my ex left. That I didn't get a single moment to process that relationship. How it ended, what it showed me about myself. The fact that I wasn't ready to throw my self into oblivion for her was so fucking awful of me to her. And she's fucking feeding off her new girlfriend the same way. She wanted me to hurt myself loving her, because it proved she was worth a kind of love that would kill me. That she was worth killing myself. WELL SHE FUCKING WASNT. FUCK YOU BITCH. FUCK YOU AND YOUR FANTASY.

You always told me I never thought about how you felt. Did you think about how you were hurting me?? I never asked you that. I never asked, because the question is unfair and selfish. I never got time to process what losing my ex meant while we dated, because that hurt your feelings. The fact that I cared at all how he felt, cared about his blood on my hands, was betrayal to you. I changed. Fundamentally as a person, I changed. I needed to give up on the idea that good people exist, because what? Because I had become a bad person. And you liked it that way.

I can't. Bring up. Anything negative. About anyone, or their actions, to their face. I cannot handle conflict. Not constructively. I cannot grasp the ways I get hurt now because every time you hurt me it was all twisted back at me. It was always my fault.

I was so fucking brave to get you out of my life. I never fucking thought I could do it. But I did it! I kicked you motherfucking out and I'm fucking proud of that! I survived! And now I get to be happy! And love somebody, really love them!

I have to relearn how to be soft, and how to be vulnerable, and how to be flexible without forgetting my needs. But I'm going to do it. I'm going to learn. I want to be able to trust people again. To trust my partner.

I deserve that. He deserves that. I will do the work to make it happen.

[officiallyisagibrainrotted]

///B-B A K A///

Part 1/??? (Wanna make it only 2 chapters) Originally gonna be one full story but got to long so had to slit it .

Managing a world class football team was as difficult as people thought it's was, Yes you have to deal with fans and annoying weirdos and schedules, and paper work. Your "annoying" captain,who you claim you dislike.

He makes it hard for you to concentrate, mostly when he's all sweaty and is in his element. You couldn't help but watch in amusement as he dances across the field,but you love it most when he cause the other players to lose balance and fall. Then he'll make the goal, with his back turnt and would lightly tap the ball into the net, ending it with ' dance till you die you cripples'.

You love it when he says that lines!,You love his tattoos and his adorable personality. You loved when he would give you a certain look after he makes a killer goal.

He would always looks your way when he shoots,he would give you a wink and a smirk. You would blush and look away. You would shoot him a glare or just ignore him at most times.

But the inner you would be fangirling like crazy. You'd be squealing and jumping around like a school girl in love. You would even say to yourself:'Take that fangirls!'

But when he would appear in front of you with a wide grin after scouring the final goal, he would ask you if you were watching.

By then you snapped out of your thoughts and pushed his face away. Telling him to get away from your face and no you weren't watching. And how annoying he was.

"Don't say things like that (y/n)-chan, It hurts my feelings".

"Well that's was the point, now go away I have important things to attend to and you're not one of them".

He would feel so offended.

"Don't say mean things to your captain (y/n)-chan it's not nice ya know?".

"Well when your captain is an idiot I think he well deserves it". You snapped as you dismissed yourself from the feild.

He only chuckles at your response.As he hides the pain.

"She really hates you,huh captain"

"Nah she's just playing hard to get".

"No she actually hates you man".

'I don't hate him you idiot,I love him ,I hope I'm not coming in a little hard on him to make them think I actually hate him. Am I?.

You hope you weren't.(Sunday, 1:45 am)

...(Monday, 10:00 am)

You honestly never understood it,Not in the slightest.Everywhere you walk,it was starting to get annoying.

You just hated how his name let's another woman's mouth , you know it was stupid and childish but you honestly couldn't help it.

You could have easily toned them out but your ears would perk up whenever his names leaves their lips.

"Omg, did you see Lavinho's game last night!?".

"No I couldn't make it,I had work".

" Oh poor you,you missed it when he said his iconic lines and shot his killer goal". The third girl squealed as she hugs herself tightly.

"I was able to get a picture with him I love how friendly he is with his fans,he even let me hold his hand!"

you mange to tone out some of it, you hear this almost every time.About how nice he is with his fans.

So you turned your focus back to what you were doing previously .

You didn't care much about that and honestly you were about to leave until...

"Do you think he has a type?".

Your ears perked.

"He definitely is,but I think he would look great with ( female sports play) they'll look so cute together".

"She's too quite for him,he needs some one to much his energetic aura.

"W-well opposites attract ya know!".

"But I think he goes better with (C/n). They both are energetic and he seems like the one who's into pda and the type to seek attention from his partner''.

"Yeah he needs a energetic and sweet girlfriend".

"I wish I would be his girlfriend!".

One girl teased as the others laugh.

"Yeah as if!".

'Is that ture'. You said to yourself. 'He needs someone who's into PDA, someone energetic and sweet , who doesn't mind expressing her feelings and love for her lover'.

You were nothing like that, Nothing like that at all. For some reason you fond it hard to express your feelings. And you weren't very good with PDA .

You had a lot of past relationships that didn't end well because they would end up leaving you alone with your lack of affection towards them.

You thought that you'd never find a perfect someone, till you got accepted into FC Barcha and met Lavinho.

He treated you with respect and was so sweet, he made you feel special and bashful like.

Something you haven't felt in a while from a man.

So your first response to his friendlyness was...to insult him. He was a bit taken back.His teammates were pissed at you for talking to their captain like that.

He only chuckled and told them to relax. That it's nothing to worry about.

"Now why does something so pretty have such a cold heart, hm?".He asked.

"Are you implying that a girl can't be pretty and have a cold heart?".

Your question caught him off guard.

"N-no I didn't mean-".

"I'd watch what you say to me from now on...Ass captain". You said as you turn on your heel.

'he thinks I'm pretty'. You said shyly to yourself. ' The Lavinho thinks I'm pretty, omg he think I'm pretty!'. You shouted this to yourself. 'Or does he?, he might be just saying that'.

'Yeah he's just saying that'.

From then on your relationship with him was comedy gold.And over time you start to develop feelings for him . You didn't want to believe it,so you always insulted him as a result of showing that those feelings weren't real.

A small smile came to your lips as you remember the past. It help you relax.

You got interrupted when you heard the girls giggle loudly.

A small sigh left your lips as you got up from your seat finally having enough.

And of your day could get any worse, You've just found out that later on that day that Lavinho will be doing some kind of collab with [C/N].

You cringed at the thought of the two socialize together.

You honestly didn't want to show up....

......

But you did and when you got there you could see cameras and cars outside.

'Geez all this for one person'.

You thought to yourself.

You entered from the back of the building and when you entered you where met with a particular site.

From where you stood you could see the two of them talking and laughing together.

She had such a pretty laugh,You can see why people like her so much.

And she must be laughing at something he said.

She seems to make him truly happy too.

You may have only been in the room for 5 minutes or less but you could tell just by the way they look at each other ,the way they could just vibe together naturally made you realize that...

"Those girls were right".

You cringed at the words you said out loud . You didn't want to believe it,but you just have a suck it up and deal with it.

You didn't even realize that you've turn your back towards them and made your way nearly outside.

''[Y/n] there you are!". You heard a familiar voice.

You were violently yanked back inside and pulled into the arms of the famous soccer player .

"This is (y/n),my amazing manager I was telling you about". He says as he pulls you towards the female celebrity.

You try to pull away from him but his grip was strong.

"Its nice to meet you,Your captain has told me a lot about you. Are you guys dating?".

This comment caused you to stop shuffling.

"Hell no!". You shouted.

"Oh I'm sorry,he just talks about you a lot I just thought that you guys were together.

"Well,you're wrong". You declared as you continue your prying.

Lavinho lets out a laugh.

"Despite how amazing she is".He pauses, before he roughly bring his large hand down to your head."(Y/n) has an ice cold heart, she could even be heartless for all we know". He joked as he laughed, before he gives you a violent head rub.

'Is that all he thinks of me?, A ice cold girl with no heart'. You suddenly stop trying to pry his hand away and just shoved it .

Your sudden out slash took him by surprise.

"You're messing with my hair, Don't you have an interview to finish".You said coldly,as you pushed passed the two.

"You let her talk to you that way?".

Lavinho scoffed. "That's her being nice".

.....

The interview finally came to an end, meaning you got to go home.

You didn't bother saying goodbye to your captain since he was to busy chatting it up with (C/n).

Usually, he'd escort you to your car, claiming that ' it's not safe for a girl to walk the night by herself'. Even if it's just out back.

But honestly you could care less , you didn't wanna talk to him anyway. "If he wants to spend his time with the stupid celebrity, then that's fine". You said out loud as you entered the room to your house and plopped yourself on the bed . You were so tired of overthinking you were quick to fall asleep.

....... (Tuesday, 8:45 am)

You woke up a little earlier than usual, you honestly thought a good nights rest could clear your mind. But it just seems like a endless reality.

"This is all so stupid i-" .

*Ding*

A notification from your phone interupted you .

You rolled you eyes and tried to ignore it but two more notifications followed soon after the first.

*ding*

*ding*

You cringe at the sound ringing In your ear,you immediately grabbed your phone to check what was going on.

An immediate regret,the moment you entered you password you were bombarded with tweets, Instagrams, and news about the Collab from last night with Lavinho and (C/n) .

See this would have been the perfect moment to turn off your phone...but nooo,you just HAD to see what the news had to say about this.

Maybe cause,a part of you wanted it to be something negative? .

'The couple we've all been waiting for'.

One headline read.

'The two fans have been dying to see'

Another read.

'Is this the beginning of a couple fans have been waiting for?'.

The third of many articles to come.

You tossed the phone aside in frustrating.

"Great way to start the day" . You say out loud. Despite how annoyed you were, you wanted to hear others opinions on this. So you turned the notifications on for on of the articles.

See, now you're just punishing yourself, giving yourself a reason to feel sorry , or a reason to get your heart to accept that Lavinho is not for you and just to stop trying to control things that are beyond your control.

"It's gonna all blow over soon, it's just a stupid one time Collab".

Is what you told yourself over and over again till you got to your work.

"She's should be gone by now , which means everything should go back to normal".

You hoped, but that was quick to disguard when you saw a shit tone of cameras and cars parked outside.

More from the day before in fact, You rolled your eyes .As you enter the building to see the same sight you saw prior.

You were, as usual, greeted by your captain and (C/n) tagged along.

"Nice to see you again,(Y/n) how are you?''. She asked.

''Well we talked yesterday, nothing much has changed in the last couple hours". You said kinda snarky.

Leaving her a bit dumbfounded."Yeah obviously!,Silly me,always asking stupid questions!. She giggled loudly while stating that obvious.

''Well we have an interview soon,Lavy we should get going soon''.

'Did she really just call him Lavy as if they didn't just meet each other yesterday!'.

''How bout you (y/n)? Do you wanna-''

."I have actual work to do,I wouldn't have time for an interview". You said harshly as you tried to politely dismiss yourself .

"That's (Y/n) for you,always working hard''. Says the taller male as he grins.

But the celebrity could tell that you were just a off .She frowns a bit as she watched you walk further and further away.

.....

Finally lunch break,best part of your day . Usually you would head over to the cafe across the street for some peace and quiet.

Especially after a day like today,You couldn't look at the two any longer.

But the moment you say down a familiar (C/h) sat in the seat in front of you.

"Hey, (Y/n),right?".

She questions as she removed her sunglasses , revealing her beautiful (E/c).

You scoffed and rolled you eyes at how pretty she was .

The more you look at her the more you see your chances with Lavinho decrease.

"Yea". You answered clearly annoyed .

"Ok then, let's cut straight to the point, do you hate me ?".

She blurted out , leaving you a bit shock.

"uh no". You mummer.

" Oh thank God, I thought you hated me". She said as she released a breath .

"Why would you think that?".

She raised her eyebrow and gave you a look .

"really?". She asked . "You know the reason, Lavinho~~~" She sings the mans name . " You like him don't you! ".

Now this got a reaction out of you. "Wh-what! No I don't, there's no way I could ever like an idiot ass captain like him". You rebuttal. Not realizing just how red your face really was .

"But you're blushing! You do like him dont you". She hollers as she points at your red face.

This was all embarrassing for you, Not only was she right but other people were looking as well.

"Damnit I don't like him!". You exclaimed loudly.

"There's no need to hide it, He talks about you a whole lot and I think you guys look cute together".

Her words made you pause and look up at her .

"W-wait so y-you don't like Lavinho?". You ask this shyly when you heard her prior words.

Your question caused her to laugh.

"I won't deny he's definitely attractive but I don't see him that way".

After hearing those words , you felt as if a bearded was lifted off your body.

"If that's the case I guess you could say I have...Some feelings for him". You whisper the last part just low enough for her to hear.

"I knew it!". She excitedly said as she grips the hands of the woman in front of her.

Causing her to flinch a bit.

"Omg he totally likes you too, all he ever dose is talk about how great of a manager you are!".

"That's just Lavinho being Lavinho he's always super nice. And he only ever talks about my manager skills and nothing else". You say this kinda sadly,You never opened up to anyone like this before. And it felt good to tell someone how you actually feel. Instead of hiding it behind a toxic face.

"Well'',She starts off, "Maybe if you gave him a chance-".

"No!''. You shouted louder then you enticipated.

"If you don't, then I might just slip in and take him for myself~".

This tease triggered something in the girl,Causing her to lash out on the woman sitting across from her.

"Don't you dare!".

"I was only messing around with you , I wasn't really gonna steal your man, but someone will if you don't make your move~ So you better take your shot,And I intend to help you with that".

........

'Just how did i get myself into this?'

"(Y/n)!", Are you ready!? ". A female voice shouted to you from behind the crowd.

'Oh yeah,she's how'.

So here you where , patiently waiting behind your captain who was currently busy with his fans.

God you were so nervous, you hope this goes right. You and (c/n) have been planning this for the longest time.

She wanted it to be something big and flashy, but you just wanted something simple and not where there are so many cameras.

You just needed a moment with him,alone, behind the stadium away from all this crazyness.

You finally managed to pull him aside. It shock him at first since you didn't ask him rudely but shyly and politely.

But here you finally are, just the two of you.

You were nervously tapping your foot on the ground.

"Listen",You started nervously.

"I'm all ears".

"Um". You started, but nothing else was coming out. All the memories of your past relationships flooded your mind.

He noticed your nervousness.

"Why are you being so nervous?".He says as he came closer, like really close."You're never nervous around me".

You didn't know what to do at this point, his voice had become low and raspy and his bright, yellow eyes that are usually filled with light and glow,were now darkened.The way they would look when he's in a game.

And now thoughs eyes were looking at you. They were making you even more nervous.

"Uh I've been meaning to tell you something for a long time bu-".

"(Y/n)". He interupted. "I already know". He says as he makes you look up at him.

"H-".

"(C/n) told me,that woman can't keep her mouth shut".

"I-if you're gonna say no then-".

"God you're so cute (Y/n)". He whispers as he leans down, tilting your chin upwards.

His sudden action made your face turn even more red.

"Wh-what do you think yo-"

"I'm sorry (Y/n) but you talk to much,Just be quiet and let me..."

He pauses and let his lips finish the sentence as they were pressed gently onto yours.

He was about to pull away but you didn't let him, you've been dreaming of this moment for years.

"Someone's desperate". He says between your locked lips.

You pull away flustered at his comment. "Sh-shut up!".

"Relax, (y/n) no one else is here".

Or so the two of you thought,From a dark ally not to far from where you two stood was a shadow watching for all the juicy details that would soon be quite troublesome for the new couple.

Ok chapter one complete!

Reblogs are highly appreciated 👍

Request are open as well, um since holloween is right around the corner request are only gonna be open for Yandere read(female) I'm talking menacing , anything related to my two stores I'm all you need and Love letter and blood but more .

[crescentblossom66]

A hat in time writing prompts: Prompt 8 Dates

The bright hot midday sun made the sand of the Great-Dead-Bird-Desert almost sparkled as it got whirled up by the pride and joy of the Western director, the Owl Express. Today there were only 5 passengers and its conductor on the train, it wasn't every day that the yellow owl had some time to spend with his young grandkids.

The little owlets were in the engine room with him, two of them, Greg and Serena, were looking out the window on the side, chirping happily as they watched the sand and dust fly by outside. Molly and Cameron were drawing pictures with some old crayons that their grandfather had found in a drawer in his desk, after he remembered that they might get bored on the long ride. He turned around briefly and found that Molly was drawing some...yellow sun monster thingie? He couldn't quite tell. Cameron's picture on the other hand crudely depicted a train and some canyons, considering the owlet's age it looked incredible.

It was then that he noticed his favorite grandchild, he knew it was wrong to pick favorites, but Chekhov was basically the most like him. He loved trains, he liked action movies with explosions, and he never removed the conductor's cap that he had given him for his first birthday. Chekhov reached his tiny arms up at him, wanting to be picked up by the older owl, who did as he wanted and cradled him in one wing.

“Ye wanted ta see the view out front, eh? Cannae blame ye, I know it's the best.” The small owl hugged his wing as he watched the train run smoothly on the tracks, after a few minutes the Conductor noticed that the his grandson had fallen asleep from the slight rocking and the comfort of his arms. He couldn't help but smile at the sight.

The others looked like they needed a nap too, as Chekhov's siblings were awfully quiet, never a good sign. When he turned back around and found Molly and Cameron who had abandoned their crayons and used their drawings as bed sheets, and Greg and Serena had somehow manged to curl up on the small window sill they had stood on and watched the scenery go by from previously.

He went all the way back to the caboose, he was sure that he still had one of the spare mattresses for the VIP rooms there, it took him a few minutes but he found it easily enough. The yellow owl grunted and swore under his breath as he dragged the the mattress back, together with a bed sheet that he had found at the same place.

By the time he made it back, he was panting a bit and his wings ached a little, but it was well worth it when he watched the owlet snuggle up to each other and sleep comfortably, after he put the bed sheet over them.

An hour later they arrived at a station that was normally never used, nobody but him probably even knew it existed, they didn't know that it had the best spot in the whole desert. A small oasis with date palm trees was but a five minute walk away from it. To be honest, the owl was actually glad that no one but him knew this place. Those pecking tourist didn't even deserve a place as beautiful as this in the first place!

The moment he stopped and the train jolted ever so slightly, he slowed it down the gentlest he could, the young birds woke up and rubbed their eyes. They all followed him to the oasis, it took a bit longer than he anticipated due to them falling occasionally. Greg and Molly both had fallen face first into the sand once, due to the latter dragging the former down as she fell. He had to lightly scold both of them after they decided that sand was very clearly supposed to be eaten.

When they arrived he spread a blanket near the water and made sure that they steered clear of it, a drowning owlet was the last thing he wanted.

The small owls looked and wandered around a bit all but Cameron and Chekhov, who apparently were still tired so they leaned against him and fell asleep.

It didn't take long until he heard a loud high-pitched screeching, the perpetrator was Serena, who was looking up at a tree, stretching her wings out while jumping up and down.

The yellow bird got up, waking the two boys as he did so.

“What is it, lassie?” The young girl turned to him and then pointed at the top of the tree, he could see the ripe dates from below. He bent down to get on the same level as the girl.“Those are dates, lassie, you can eat those.”

The female owlet chirped happily and pointed at him and then at the fruit. Did...did she want him to go up there and get some?

“I ain't gonna climb up this tree, lass, it's one o' me only free days, I want ta relax too.” The wing of the owlet slowly drooped to her side and her ear-like feathers lowered. Just a moment later she started crying, which resulted in her four siblings also crying in sync. He felt like yelling at them to quit crying and to just enjoy the day, but instead he told them:

“Alright fine! But I better not be hearin' a peep from any of ye for the rest of the day!” They stopped crying, as if on cue, and nodded enthusiastically.

The yellow owl started to climb up the palm tree, his grandchildren chirping and clapping loudly, almost like fans that cheered for their favorite sports team. He got some of the dates down, but screamed in surprise and lost his footing, when something crawled over his wing and startled him. The young birds ran away as fast as they could as he fell into the sand, creating a big dust cloud.

The five kids were scared after the dust cleared and the older bird wasn't getting up, with lowered feathers they slowly approached and lightly poked him to wake him up. Molly started to cry after seeing that her grandfather wasn't responding, not catching the slight lift of his ear-like feathers.

“No need to cry, lass-” He groaned while he slowly sat up again. “-It needs more than a small tumble ta do me in.” They all hugged him in relief, it made him feel bad for worrying them so much. He pulled them all close and started to pet their backs.

“Ye ain't gettin' rid of me that easily.”

-

Sorry, I needed to write about good grandpa Conductor again. It marks half a year on the day that my own grandpa died. Felt a bit sad again due to this, 'a tough softie' released on the day after his funeral, so it's just me coping by writing my favorite character.

[emerald-echeveria-plant]

Bro I gotta stop making these ocs 💀

Name: Jeremiah Cassidy Shih

Name pronunciation: jeh-ruh-mai-uh Cas-si-di Sh-ih

Personality: non-talkative, hot-headed, secretive, hides his true emotions, and violent

Age: 15

Species: Human

Sexuality: Unknown

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Looks: brown hair, blue eyes, white skin, and freckles

Backstory: (Dis is loooooong) Before getting in his past, we first have to talk about his mother, Anne Larson or as her actual birth name Chenguang Shih. Chenguang was the daughter of the notoriously known unhinged pirate, Baozhai. Baozhai ended up having Chenguang completely by accident after she had a one night stand with one of her crewmates. She decided to keep the baby, wanting to start a long line of pirates like her. Baozhai had the baby girl just around when her torment was finally being taken seriously by the royals. Unfortunately, Baozhai ended up passing away on her boat when a cannon caused it to come crashing down. Luckily, Chenguang was safe as she had been taken by Baozhai's right hand man, Ironbeard with her. He did his best to care for the girl, holding up the legacy his captain would've wanted. Yet, he was a wanted criminal along with the other crewmates that survived the crash, so taking care of her was very difficult. But Ironbeard still pushed through.

Unfortunately, Ironbeard and the other were caught by a couple of guards and locked away. A judge sentenced them to be publicly executed by hanging the next. As for baby Chenguang, she was taken away and raised by the captain of the guards. Her full name being changed to Anne Larson just a few days later. When the day arrived for Ironbeard and the others be hung, the guards were surprise to see that they had escaped during the night. Ironbeard swore revenge for his captain and that he would one day return. As for the baby, he couldn't find her and gave up as the guards were on his tail. He regretted to not have fulfilled Baozhai's wish and those guards were going to pay for what they had done.

As for Anne, she was raised to never know of the events that took place. Her adoptive father, also known as Maxwell Larson, had told her of Baozhai and how she was a psychopathic murder that deserved what she got. So, Anne grew up hating Baozhai despite the fact she was actually hating her own biological mother. As she grew, Anne became educated and sophisticated. She quickly rose up to be one of the smartest students in her class. Getting all A's and being presented with awards for her achievements. Anne was asked to join a university of astronomy which she gladly accepted.

While she was attending, she ended up meeting a handsome young man by the name of Aaron Brown. Aaron was the typical bad boy that would rather get into trouble then be in class. He was charming, funny, and very attractive... Aaron easily charmed Anne which made her fall in love with him. Instead of focusing on her studies, she'd often daydream about him. Anne just couldn't get him out of her head. Eventually, Aaron asked her out and they went on a date. Which spiraled into several dates... Which turned into them dating each other. Anne would often ditch class just to be with him. This caused her to fail her class. Maxwell was angry at her for this. He demanded she'd retake the year and to leave Aaron. Anne was too far in love with him and didn't give into what he wanted.

Instead, Anne ended up dropping out of the university to further pursue her relationship with Aaron. They got married a few months afterwards and left their home planet. Anne decided to work as a weaver as Aaron became a marine. A year into their marriage, it all came crumbling down. Anne became severely depressed as she realized she gave up her dreams of becoming an astrologist. Aaron no longer found her attractive and began to pursuing other women behind her back. They argued a lot more than usual and it began to get physical. Finally the rose tinted glasses came off and they began to see how bad their relationship was. Anne wanted to save their marriage because she couldn't bare the thought being alone. Aaron still wanting the good things that came in a relationship while secretly having side pieces, decided to work with her on their marriage. The two came to a conclusion that having a child would be the best way to solve it.

Six months later, Jeremiah was born. Surprise, surprise, their relationship didn't get any better. Poor Jeremiah was now thrown into the picture of a broken marriage. Aaron became abusive towards Anne and didn't allow her to leave the house without his say. She'd get hurt if he didn't listen to what he said. Jeremiah wasn't safe from his abusive nature also. If the lad dared to bother him, he'd be met with a smack to the face. For five straight years had Anne and Jeremiah endured the abuse of Aaron. Anne finally decided to break from Aaron's abuse when something terrible happened to Jeremiah. One night during a drunken rage, Aaron put his hands on Jeremiah and tore out his left eye with a broken bottle. The event made Anne realize how horrible the situation was getting and it wasn't going to change unless he did something about it.

So during the night, she grabbed whatever she could carry and escaped with Jeremiah. Anne went back to her home planet where asked a place to stay with her adoptive father. Maxwell would've turned her away but when he saw the situation she was very distressed. He quickly let her in, where she explained what happened to her over the course of the years she's been gone for. Maxwell decided he would help her get back on her feet and get her son some needed medical attention. With his connections, Anne was able to earn a job as an assistant for an astrologist. She began to focus on her mental health which got better overtime. The same couldn't be said for Jeremiah. His worsened.

The abuse of his father caused major trauma in him that he wasn't able to get over. He became quiet, easily angered by others, and had thoughts about violence. Since he only had one eye now, he was bullied by the other kids once he was able to go to school. This aggravated him and he'd often get into fights because of it. Anne decided to pull him out of public school and into homeschool because things were getting out of hand. Jeremiah was taken to several doctors to see what was wrong with him. Each time, he refused to say anything. Anne stopped trying to help him since he was refusing to help himself. Yet, he was just a child. A child who wanted help but didn't know how to say it. Maxwell, decided to take over for trying to help him. Or what he thought would help him. He sent Jeremiah to a boot camp where he'd be straightened out for his bad behavior. Jeremiah loathed Maxwell for this and promised himself he'd get revenge. Life at the boot camp was utter hell. He was pushed to limits that caused him to have mental breakdowns in private. Jeremiah didn't have any friends. This caused him to be the target of the bullying of the other boys there. Throughout the torment, he was able to find comfort in the tales of well known pirates. His favorite being of the insane pirate captain Baozhai. Something about her unhinged, eccentric personality and her cruel brutality against others whenever the messed with her, manged put a smile on his face. (Baozhai in an old photo: *tearing someone's guts out.*

Jeremiah: 🙂)

At fourteen years old, Jeremiah made surprising a discovery that he was biological related to Baozhai. He had overheard Maxwell chatting with another guard about how he was glad Anne never grew up knowing that she was related to that maniac. Yet now that Jeremiah knew, he was angry that this knowledge was withheld from him. Why would they do such a thing? He tried telling his mother about this... His mother called him crazy... crazy... crazy...

That was the breaking point for Jeremiah. For a majority of his life, he was told that there was something wrong with him and that he needed help. Often being titled mentally ill or not alright in the head... Despite knowing he was, he was just tired of being treated like one.

Jeremiah ended up running away from his home planet by hiding on a cargo ship. He wanted to start somewhere fresh, where he wouldn't be as well known. He also wanted to know more about Baozhai, since most books didn't have enough information about her having a child, other than speculated rumors. For a while, he traveled around places, in search for more knowledge about his grandmother aka Baozhai. That's when he walked into a small tavern. He tried to figure out where else he could ask about her. An anonymous figure in the corner asked why he was wanted to learn about these things. Jeremiah, in the best way he could, explained that Baozhai was his grandmother. The tavern exploded into laughter after hearing him say that. They mocked him for a bit until the anonymous figure silenced the entire tavern by shooting a random person. They stood up and recounted the tale of Baozhai's fall. How she wanted the death of the upper class to continue. It was originally her plan to make a line of pirates to be like her. Then it was all ruined because of the guards. How he admitted that he failed because he wasn't careful enough... It was Ironbeard recounting all of this. He decided to continue with what she would've wanted... If Jeremiah wanted to join him. Jeremiah quickly took the deal, seeing as there was nothing holding him back now. On the outside, it didn't seem he was all too excited but on the inside, he was thrilled to finally be apart of something... And that he'd get to be just like his idol.

Likes: sharp objects, creepy bugs, reading, drawing, smoking cigars, and cats

Dislikes: his left eye, being told he's crazy, others trying to get close to him, physical affection (even though he sorta wants it), and long conversations

Other: Jeremiah doesn't like being called Jeremy or Jerry or literally any nickname to his name. If someone calls him "Jeremy" he would literally rip out their tonsils.

[anise05]

I thought that it would be a good idea to sent you the story about Katelyn arriving to Savanaclaw dorm. If you like it, I will continue it. I would really like to know your opinion. 😊

Leona entered the Savanaclaw dorm yard. It was a dry place, with no grass and a little water, except a little lake. Katelyn was looking the place around her, which was full of rocks and sand. This place had nothing to do with the beautiful yard of Heartslabyul dorm.

Two hyenas were standing on a rock. The one had cookie-brown hair and the other rock-gray hair. Once they saw Leona, they smirked and jumped from the rock, landing next to the two students.

"Leader, you are back! Let's go for hunting! The others are ready!" the gray-haired said

"You managed to bring her here, eh?" the brown-haired said and sniffed Kat's neck "I can smell her fear. Don't be afraid, little kitty kitty"

"Let her go, Ruggie" Leona said calmly and moved on, ignoring for the other hyena's proposal. Kat stepped back, getting away from Ruggie, who raised his shoulders and followed Leona.

As they were arrived to the building of the dorm, more hyenas and lions appeared on the rocks. Kat could hear their laughs and murmurs, about her arrival.

Leona stopped and sat to a rock, which it's shape looked like a throne.

"You should have tell to your friends not to follow us, or dare to enter this dorm" Leona said "You know what we are doing to the intruders"

He stood up and stepped to a skeleton of an animal, breaking it. Fear and anger on Kat's face. She lowered her head.

"If..." she whispered "If you dare to lay a finger on Ace, I will..."

"You will what?" Leona said and the hyenas around him started laughing "Scratch me with this little nails or bite me with your tiny fangs?"

Kat acted before thinking. She attacked Leona and slapped his face and at the same time she scratched him with her "little nails". Two hyenas ran and grabbed her.

"How dare you...." Leona touched his cheek. All the hyenas were silent and scared to Leona's wrath "You will learn to respect me" he growled and approached her, raising his palm. Kat could see his big nails, ready to rip her apart

"That's enough!" a loud howl made all the hyenas to step back and Leona stopped, looking to the direction of the voice. A white wolf appeared and approached them.

"Leave her alone, Leona"

"Who are you to order me around, Jack?"

"The girl did nothing wrong. She just don't know the rules of the Pride Land"

Leona clicked his tungue "Do you want to be the one who will learn them to her?"

Before Jack manged to answer, a voice was heard "I want"

They turned and saw Ruggie laying on a rock, near to Katelyn "Let me take care of her, Leona"

"And why you?" Leona asked

"Personal" the hyena said, smirking, like always

"Very well" Leona said "From now on, Ruggie will be Katelyn guardian and consultant. You are responsible for her"

"Yeah, yeah" the hyena said, like he didn't care for what the lion said. The two hyenas let Kat leave and Ruggie pushed her "Let's go"

She followed Ruggie to the dorm rooms. The corridors were made by gray rocks and the walls were empty. The same went for rooms, which had only a few furniture: a wooden bed, a desk with a chair, a wooden closet and a carpet.

"This is your room" Ruggie said "Mine is the next one. Don't forget to take breakfast tomorrow morning, before your practice starts"

"Why are you helping me?" the girl asked

"Help you? No, of course not. I just don't want to see you get fritter by Leona's hands"

"So, you pity me"

"You could say something like that. I never got along with cats, neither little nor big. But I can do an exception for you" he smirked and got out of the bedroom "Now, sleep, tomorrow it will be a difficult day for you"

"Thanks for the warning, I guess" Katelyn left the room, closing the door behind him.

Thanks for writing another beautiful story for me to read❤ you are so fast in writing stories that I'm envious ngl🤡

Ruggie is too sweet🥺 I really love him. Helping Kat(though it's out of pity), he is such a precious man. I also love Jack protecting Kat❤❤

I guess Leona deserved that slap😏 although I love him I want to see him suffer🤡🤡

I really love it. I'm excited to read more of your stories!💕💕

[reading-is-an-escape]

I know what you mean. She meant well, even when we thought she didn't. She's somewhat Myul Mang's mom. I am a mom. So now coming this far, I can see and understand what she's trying to do. What she wanted for her son.

She's doing everything for his sake, because she knows he deserves to be happy with someone he loves. But for him to live that way, to be human, he needed to be teached. She said so, this is her first time. As a first time mother, I understand.

We did what we thought would be best for our child, to prepare them for the world. Because I would not let my daughter loose in the world without proper knowledge on how to survive. So did she. So she chose the hard way to teach him. And that's that.

I guess I belong to the very small number of people who actually like the deity.

Not just find the deity tolerable, but actually likes the deity.

[typingtakoyaki]

Juliana,

may the candles light up your wishes

and the moon lay its light on you

may the constellations take away your nightmares

so days won't feel anymore blue

these letters you're about to see,

may remind you of friendships that keep you free

so keep going, wanderess

for the world awaits for seventeen more years of your presence — m.m.m.

———

written by Sarah

Who would have thought that in just one night, we shared our hearts together without hesitations and with full excitement inside that room, we are sitting on top of our green screen cloth that's the very moment I realized I'm going to treasure her.

Happy birthday to the girl who, at first, I feel so intimidated but later on up until now, gained my love & my purest form of care I would give to a sister everyday. I always remember her everytime after I take a bath u wanna know why? because she's the one who taught me to properly cover my hair with the bath towel. All I can say is I'm hoping that as we grow older, we remain friends and sisters.

written by Carl

You've been through a lot, and I really look up you for that. First thing that comes up in my mind whenever I hear "Juliana, Juliana Milanbilen" is a strong independent woman.

As I get to know more about you, I've seen your greatness, your different sides and a lot of things I truly admire—and your fun side's my favorite!

I am beyond grateful that I've met a Juliana Milanbilen. Your baby boy always got your back! All your love, your help and other things we share are truly appreciated. Happy, happy birthday, Ate!

written by Jacques

To the best anchorwoman and one of the faces of Cavite and CALABARZON TV Broadcasting, happiest birthday, Juliana! Two years na tayong magkakilala at kahit tuwing may press con at trainings lang tayo nagkakasama yung nabuo nating bond at friendship ay strong pa rin. Makwento ko lang. Noong DSPC 2018, akala ko talaga grade 11 ka rin o kaya grade 12 pero laking gulat ko noong training na you are a grade 10 student. Hahaha! Kahusay banaman. Our future anchor, never settle. Never settle for less than what you deserve. I know that you are capable of extraordinary things, and it's your purpose to fulfill your visions and dreams. Don't let those go. Rise to them.

Yana, thank you for laughing out loud, listening to my horror stories, those prankish fights, and all those crazy kinds of stuff we did. Thank you for being our light every time both teams were down. I will forever cherish the memories we've made along the way, and I'm looking forward to more. Sana kahit hindi na tayo masyadong magkikita at magkakasama sa mga susunod na taon, hindi pa rin magbabago yung nabuo nating bond sa loob ng dalawang taon. Yana, I just want to remind you that we always got your back, and we are only one call away. I can't wait to see you on TV! Again, happy birthday!!! I miss you! I love you!

written by Matthew

Hello, ate Juliana! Happiest birthday to you. I hope you're doing well. I'm really thankful to have you as one of my ates during my first year in campus journ. I learned a lot from you. We may not have a lot of moments together, but when we do, they're all nothing but genuine. I remember you comforting me while walking on our way home from school after a depressing training. That day, I learned how harsh it is to be in TVB, but I also learned that no matter how harsh it can become, you will always have friends who are there for you during those trying moments. We are a group— a family, after all.

To be a Juliana Milanbilen is to be a fighter. You are, by far, the bravest gal I've ever met, and for that I'll always have you and your character to look up to whenever I feel hopeless. Again, happy happy birthday to the one and only Juliana Milanbilen.

written by Chloe

Happiest Birthday sa aming Juliana Milanbilen. I don't know but the way you say your name, sobrang iconic. Doon pa lang makikilala ka na. It feels like destined ka to stand up and to stand out. Ever since na makilala kita, you were both a "baby" and an "ate" to us. Sobrang tapang mo, pero sobrang humble rin. I know that you'll be great, and even greater pero I still want to wish you the best because I know that you deserve only the best. Lovelots, Juliana. Happy Birthday!

written by Jhester

Hello, Yana!

First of all, Happiest Birthday sa pinakamabait at pinakamagaling na TV Broadcaster na close friend ko! Hindi ko talaga inakala na super magiging close tayo noong sumali ako sa TV Broad! Super dami kong masasayang memories with you! Lalo na 'yong tatlong mumu! Hinding-hindi ko talaga malilimutan ang naging journey ko na kasama kayo! Super-duper grateful ako sayo yanaaa dahil tinuruan mo ako noong una kong sali sa TVB! Sa pagbibigay ng mga ideas at mga advise na sobrang nakatulong sa akin as in! Nandito lang kaming Team NS palagi para sa'yo! Mahal na mahal ka namin yanaaa!!! Miss youuu and see you soon!!! Happy Birthday!

written by Raffy

To our beautiful and woke future anchor/ reporter, intelligent and sweet bunsoo, i wish you a happy birthday!!! Waaah two years may not be long enough but always know that im forever thankful and happy for having u and get the chance to work with u in the field na minahal ko rin. Alam mo naman na isa ka sa pinakaclose kong kaibigan na para nang kapatid kaya sobrang weird din sakin na kung hindi si micka, ikaw yung shiniship sa'kin sa tvb HAHAAHAA!!! I will never forget all the experiences we've shared in NSPC 2019 kasi doon kita mas nakilala at sa tingin ko, doon nagsimula yung matibay na friendship na meron tayo ngayon. Grabe no, sa 2 years na 'yon, na-witness natin lahat ng ups and downs ng isa't isa kasi halos lagi na tayong magkasama.

Sana sa mga susunod na taon, kahit na magkalayo na tayo ay hindi pa rin magbago yung bond at turingan na meron tayo. Please know that i'm always here to help you, support you, and love you as your friend and big brother kahit ano pa man ang mangyari. Sumbong mo agad samin kung sino mang aaway sa'yo kasi reresbakan agad namin HAHAHA djks. I hope na maenjoy mo pa rin ngayon yung araw mo kahit na wala kami riyan kasi grabe sobrang deserve mo na sumaya!! Ayun langg. Huhu sobrang mamimiss talaga kita yanaa. I love youuuu!!! Have a great day!

written by Krissy

Yana, you’ve always been one of the most admirable women I’ve ever met. At such a young age, you’ve managed to face and overcome so much whether it was alone or with the help of people close to your heart. Through all that, I’ve watched you grow and am continuing to witness you become the best version of yourself.

I am so glad to have met a girl whose love for people, for her passions, for life never burns out. I hope you never run out of fire. Happy birthday, baby! I love you forever.

written by Joash

Hello, Juliana! Only a year has passed since we got really close pero sobrang dami na agad nangyari. Tbh, I'm a little sad because we don't talk much these days and because I feel like I suck at being a friend. Pero as your forever cancer boi, I wanna let you know that I'm always here for you no matter what. Even if we don't talk much, please know that I do think about you and I still care. Actually, sometimes, I still feel like sending you a new song na feel ko magugustuhan mo hahahaha.

Anyway, happy birthday to you, sunshine! I hope you find the peace that you were always looking for and I pray that it stays. There were challenging times and there always will be but I pray that you remain strong as a person and with your faith so that you may overcome it all. Continue being the compassionate yet adventurous soul we've always known. I'll take you for coffee anytime, magsabi ka lang. Love you!

written by Micka

Staying strong in a constantly changing world is called courage, and you might just be the embodiment of it. I have seen you struggle on one foot but still chose to step forward by the other. And when I think superhumans aren't real, I remember you and convince myself I'm wrong — because I didn't just meet one, but also shared moments with — and that, for me, is a blessing.

Juliana, you are a woman fit for love and I sincerely hope you never run out of it even if the world refuses to give it to you. I'm sorry if there are things time don't seem to mend, but I promise I will always be here to put a band-aid on your wounds and make you forget it was ever there at least. Our friendship is the sisterhood I never thought I needed, but as soon as it came, I always prayed that your kind of blessing is what God showers me more of.

Happy birthday to you — the love that keeps growing, keeps healing, and keeps inspiring. You may forget about other days, but I hope you always remember this one. I love you.

#Julianais17

[queenrandomblogs]

Honestly this made me cry so much and it's just so well written, I love it. I haven't exactly been ghosted before (Something I feel incredibly happy for since I don't really think I can handle such pain) but I remember how I almost ghosted a friend without explanation. We were friends but we weren't the closest. We met through a mutual friend and yeah. So, when I entered high school, I saw her. I tried to be friends with her and get closer but we were just so different and had little to no mutual interest that it was hard. One day I just started to avoid her after I heard that she had apparently been saying bad things about me behind my back and whenever she asked me about it, I bluffed because I didn't know what to say and I honestly didn't want to ask and confirm that she had been going behind my back. But then a day or two after I started, I saw her looking sad but her new friends helped her cheer up and. . . Honestly I felt horrible. What kind of person was I? How could I do that to her? I was her friend, granted not exactly a close one, and yet I did this to her? That was so so wrong. Even if she had been going behind my back, she at least deserved some form of explanation. So I had called her. Set up a meeting and all.

When the time came and we met up, it was so hard. She's been there for me for so long and it hurt to talk as if this was it. Even if we weren't close, she had been someone who was always there for me. Whenever everything in my life wasn't the best, I could always count on her being there. Maybe not to exactly cheer me up but she was there. She was always there. I remember how we had talked and how hurt she was when I had told her that maybe it was time for us to part ways. I remember feeling so awful and almost just telling her to just forget about it and this was all just a prank but then a new friend of mine came in and just stood there. They didn't say anything, they were just there, giving me comfort and grounding me. Their presence had calmed me and I was able to tell my used to be friend what I truly really felt. I manged to give our friendship some form of closure and managed to make her realize that yeah, it was time for us to part ways. She was happier with her new friends, it was obvious. They had a lot of things in common and while yes, I do know her better than they do, it just wasn't the same. She already acted as if they were sisters with her new friends and looked so happy. They gave her happiness she deserved, happiness I couldn't ever give. And she noticed how relaxed I was with my new ones. How I always had a spark in my eyes whenever I talk to my new friends or how free I looked when I was with them. And I guess she realized that even if we do have a long history, it was alright for us to part. And that we did. We hugged and promised to still be there for each other, a friend outside our new friends, before parting ways. To this day, whenever I pass by her, I always give her a nod and she nods back. It became a mutual understanding for us that we will always have each other. That even if we do have new friends and aren't joint to the hip like we used to, we can still count on turning to each other for comfort.

Sorry for the ramble but this story really reminds me of that and made me realize more than ever the amount of damage I could've caused her if I didn't gain the courage to give her, us the closure we needed. And honestly? I feel glad. Glad that I was able to face my fears and tell her what U truly feel so we can move on to the new chapter of our lives. Sure it hurt to lose a friend like her, a friend who knows my entire life. But it wasn't as if I was truly losing her. Just because we don't talk as often as we used to doesn't mean we're no longer friends. Because we still are friends. I still have her and she still has me. We just have different lives now, that's all.

This story is awesome and even though I have already learned not to ever do that again, this just made me remember that and made me realize how lucky I am that no one had ever done that to me before. Reading this made me wonder if, within the few days of me ghosting her, she had felt like this. Like I had just forgotten our friendship and treated her like trash. Now I just feel so thankful that my past self wasn't stupid and learnt to step up the the challenge and face her fears. Such a beautifully written story and I applaud you 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

How to get over being ghosted ? - Batfam x Reader

Synopsis : Batsis got ghosted… Without closure, it’s so hard to get over something. Thankfully, she has a very supportive family that will do anything in their power to make her feel better, and heal (“No Jason, we are not killing them…Damian, don’t encourage him please… What ? Not you too, Dick ?!” haha).

Therapeutic story hahaha. Bonus one too, written fast in thé spur of the moment. Still planning on posting that fake boyfriend story this week-end no worries ;). This is for anyone who ever got ghosted. Hope you’ll like it ! :

My masterlists : @ella-ravenwood-archives

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“Sometimes, losing a friend hurts more than getting dumped” is something you heard once, but you can’t remember where. You don’t know where it’s from…

But what you know is, that yes. Yes. A friendship break-up can, more often than not, be even worst than “just” a break-up. 

Platonic love isn’t talked about enough, in today’s society. You always felt that way. Platonic love is so important…You know that, because you also know you couldn’t live without your family. 

Platonic love, friendships. It’s so important, to someone’s personal balance.  

Contrary to popular belief, being a Wayne and making friends didn’t really go well together. 

Having a large following which included people liking you because you’re rich and/or famous, people getting close to you by interest, people having this wrong idea of who you are and thinking they know you because they saw you on TV once…Yes. But friends ? Hard to come by. Very hard. 

Of course, you made friends over the years with other vigilantes. The Young Justice was full of some of your closest friends. The Teen Titans too. You were close to them, your best friend was a superhero…But at times, you needed to turn off from this world. 

You loved your friends. Loved them. But sometimes, you had to get away from this vigilante business, get away from saving the planet, and hanging out around people who could crush you with their pinky. 

Sometimes, you craved a little normalcy. 

Actually, this was a topic you talked about a lot, with your superhero friends. “Normalcy”. Wanting to be a normal teen, having a normal boring life…

It was not easy, to be so young and to have so many responsibilities. But the powers you had, or the families you were born in, gave them to you wether you wanted them or not. Didn’t mean you wouldn’t look for a semblance of normalcy sometimes. 

All of your friends from “work” (but really they were more than just that, it was just a running inside joke between all of you) had at least one “civilian” friend. But none of them were a “Wayne”…

And so you turned to the online world. 

And you met *put the name of someone you really hate here haha*. 

She had a normal life, normal problems…And she didn’t see you for just a rich kid whose Dad owned half of Gotham. She liked you for you. 

You had long talk. Every day. About everything, but mostly about common interests. You had so many things in common, and sometimes it felt she was reading your mind. Or was it the other way around ? 

After a while of course, you met in real life, since she was also a Gothamite. And it was still great. Nothing was awkward. You became real, true friend. 

Platonic relationships are so important. You can find your friendship soul mate. You were always so sure of it. But ah, even you, daughter of “the greatest detective in the World”, could get fooled. Could make mistakes and misjudge people. Because this dear friend of yours, the one that grounded you in reality very often, when your world was full of superpowers, crazy psychos and sleepless night…Well. One day. 

One day, she erased you from her life. With no explanations.

Poof.

She was gone.  

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