#sorry i kinda went apeshit here

[drenched-in-sunlight]

Hey, so I remembered in one of your earlier post you said something along the lines of souls women only really falling into the helpless victim or serious sword lady trop. And how Ema was a great subversion of it, I was wondering if you had any thoughts on

I’m making a souls-like and trying to avoid the pitfalls where I can

Btw, I love your art so much I would love to support you but I am broke

sorry i let this reply marinate in the docs for months (along with a lot of other replies like im having a catalogue of Fromsoft replies that read like thesis at this point *crying* my job is not letting me sit down and edit them) but here it is.

firstly, thank you for your message, kind encouragement already means a lot to me, so don’t worry about not being able to support me or anything ! After all I’m not putting out any new books or fan merch haha.

Here is a whole rant about Ema but somehow my grievances with how they handle Malenia's story in comparison to Messmer also pops up.

Regarding your question about Ema, I love her because of how complete her story feels and how her personal motivation and personality are written as coherently as the male characters.

She’s a war orphan who did her best to survive, learned the sword from the best swordman but with the only purpose is to kill demons. Ema saw firsthand how violence and meaningless killing did to people, so her aim can be seen as trying to offer those lost souls a mercy death, so they don’t have to suffer as a mindless demon for eternity (as in shura ending).

Yet, she's actually more interested in being a doctor & saving life and it’s not something expected of her because she’s a woman or whatnot, she chose that.

(+ she's skilled enough with the blade that it shows in her mannerism to the point Wolf, who had never seen her hold a sword, knows that she's good with one).

she was ready to kill Scuptor - someone akin to a parental figure to her, should he succumb to grief and hatred. because she loved him. not to mention she saw Tomoe - someone in a way is also her mentor, tried to take her own life, while her childhood friend Gennichiro slowly went apeshit. like that girl witnessed so many insane stuffs & they spur her to be strong & steadfast in her ideal to protect her loved ones, even when it means to lay them to rest by her own hands.

her dialogue in Shura ending "maybe i should have killed you long ago" feels like being punched in the guts to me, because she knew Wolf turning out that way meant that somewhere along the way, all of them had failed him, had ignored the signs that all the killings he was tasked to carry out was taking a toll on him. And so she took upon herself the responsibility to offer him a mercy death, even as it broke her heart.

It’s the passionate drive and decisions made as her own person, not out of blind devotion to another character, and how much we know of that because the game let us find more about her, that makes her stands out from the epic sword lady category, while the violence and steely resolve she was capable of makes her stands out from the helpless maiden one.

-kinda lose the plot here with Elden Ring rant jumping out-

This is one of the main points I have about the difference between Messmer and Malenia, how even though their stories parallel each other, I think Messmer has the better writing and gets a more complete story. He’s super devote to Marika, but in his own way, not what Marika wants of him. Evidently with how he still fights the Tarnished because he deems us unworthy, despite knowing Marika sanctioned us for Lordship.

We see a lot of sides to him outside of just a filial son, his rage and sorrow and love and a moment of stubborn selfishness that results in him willingly become a curse that clings to Marika than to let go. We see his relationship with other characters and even though his love for Marika outweighs all else, it doesn’t negate completely others that exist outside of it.

And precisely because of that, it’s more heartbreaking to see despite all these connections he has with other people, he yearns to be reunited with his Mother above all else. That kind of devotion is more hard hitting to me than the writing for the Empyrean twins.

Like, Malenia…. outside of Finnlay (whose description says more about herself than shedding any new light on Malenia) and the mentor that we actually don’t even know much about yet, what are other personal connection she has outside of Miq? I could argue the Marika’s Soreseal in the Haligtree was meant for her and that she still loved her Mother in some kind of way all I want, but at the end of the day that’s a headcahon I have to theorize from item placement, and not many ppl will notice that. We don’t know for sure what Malenia thinks of anyone else but her twin and it drives me up the wall.

Another comparison I want to bring up is DS2 Lucatiel.

I fr think even Lucatiel gets a better story arc than Malenia, despite also largely being shaped by her relationship with her brother.

Loss frightens me no end. Loss of memory, loss of self. If I were told that by killing you, I would be freed of this curse… Then I would draw my sword without hesitation. I don't want to die, I want to exist. I would sacrifice anything, anything at all for this. It shames me, but it is the truth. Sometimes, I feel obsessed… with this insignificant thing called "self". But even so, I am compelled to preserve it. Am I wrong to feel so? Surely you'd do the same, in my shoes?

She is trying to find her brother, but at the same time wrestling with her own troubles and limitations. We get to know a lot of her own motivation and her fear. I mean one could argue that it's because she's an NPC while Malenia is a boss, but the same thing could also be said for Messmer like I explained above.

-back to Ema-

As the extra sauce, I love that Ema boss music has such layers to it. the theme of her - someone clinging to her humanity to the very end because she has ppl love & support her, also acts as an elegy for Wolf's lost of humanity, of him not being able to escape the abuse trauma he grew up in. its opening instrument also appears in Demon of Hatred's OST. Her presence and theme affects other characters’ life, and we get to see her marks on a personal level in the story’s overarching narrative.

Which is the same as how Marika’s presence is everywhere in the Elden Ring OST, that little soft piano. A little in Radagon’s theme, in Shaman’s Village, in the final DLC boss ost where the female vocals starts belting out “Hail, Marika the Eternal”, in a boss arena where she had walked through to scavenge the remains of her fallen family and ascended to an existence she knew would kill her all the same, but she would do it again every single time. Walking down that hell with her eyes wide open.

When a character that could get me to write paragraphs about like that… man you know how much the writing cooks.

[headcanon-territory]

Lupin III movies/media and their respective side character/npc girl rating - excuse for rambling -⭐️

~order of when I watched it~

• The First : 10/10

>Sexy people movie

>still one of my biggest favorites

>This movie is strong with its characterization and interactions

>Everybody in this movie you guys have my phone number

>look I get it we have Sweet boy Lupin but girl you did not need to feel the need to save the nazi

>I kinda just skipped the scenes that are not involving lupgang I'm sorry Latitia

>why why are we now feeling bad for her nazi grandpa why why are we here

>the rating is perfect for the animation sorry guys

NPC girl: 7/10 - Latitia is fun when she's interacting with Lupgang she works well with them despite being so normal,, unless if it's her solo scenes especially with her grandfather

• Castle Of Cagliostro: 10/10

>peak lupin

>second movie so immediatly went from sexy people doing crimes to Hayao Miyazaki telling you to sit down and rethink life

>is there anything else to say cause many of video essays represents what j think of this movie

>STOP MILKING THIS MOVIE

>I got weirdly hyped when I realize that ending was the scene that Marisa stole that precious thing referenced

>I need more zenigata and lupin moments with how this movie does it

NPC girl: 9/10 - Clarisse is the prototype sure but the tone of this movie helps her stand in and not awkward with the cast most of the time

- I also feel emotions like I cared for this girl in comparison to Latitia

•Prison of the Past: 10/10

>I had a blast

>Zenigata and Yata are the best here sad that Yata's character didn't transition into part 6 apparently

>First introduction to Yata though that I seen clips of him in Part 5 prior

>cute robot heehee

>Harvey stardew valley why are you here

>Yata beating up lupin and going apeshit with no intentions to be will always be my favorite

>rewatched for comfort from nostradamus' Zenigata

NPC girl: B - Florensa was that her name?? Didn't care, that fighting scene was good tho

•Tokyo Crisis - 9/10

>Fun Movie

>Alot alot of Zenigata in this I'm happy

>we can excuse Goemon getting nerfed the shit he has to go through is funny

>Fun artstyle

NPC girl: 8/10 - what the fuck was the plot with the villain using her egg cells about I forgot

She slayed tho, casually has psychic powers that rocks

•Detective Conan vs Lupin III [the second one] - 5/10

>watch this one for the scenes with Jigen and Conan only

>I do not care about that idol boy and his manager what are you guys doing

>the fujiko bath scene with Ai is.. eugh../neg

>also this one is one of the movies with creepy lupin uh oh

No NPC girl but the crossover experience?: 4/10 get that idol boy OUTTA HERE

•Blood Seal ~ Eternal Maid: 9/10

>refreshing characterization after watching the Case Closed crossover oh my god

>Cute Fujilup in this

>Plot fun kinda died down when the little girl dropped the "I wanna be a thief" Plot for her sister

>still good tho nonetheless

>GRANDPA LUPIN DESIGN HERE WOAH??

>Especially its depicting a young Arsene Lupin and its funny on how sweet he is compared to our grandpap Lupin in Lupin Zero where he straight up ripped a woman's tooth

NPC girl: 9/10 what I mentioned earlier deducted a point but she is very fun in the first half of the movie I do care for her and her sister. Love all these little kids wanting to become Lupin

•Fuma Conspiracy: 9/10

>I need to rewatch this

>Was Goemon young when he met Murasaki in her young girl school uniform 😧..

>Weirdly I didn't feel like there was that much Goemon despite being a Goemon movie

>One of the best Fujiko Designs woah

>I don't care that it tries to replicate The cagliostro feel it was still a great movie

>the budget issues tho sheesh

NPC girl: 8/10 - Murasaki is cute I really don't mind;; after she got rescued it's like she dosent matter anymore but not in a bad way I do enjoy her company. Again with the change of tone she fits in [but I dont like the implication with her and Goemon from earlier]

•Farewell to Nostradamus: 10/10

>I love this movie fuck you

>I can excuse the absolute butchery they did to Zenigata because of how crazy this movie is

>still I need mental recuperation for that

>weirdly this and fuma are up on YouTube and these guys has good animation but why are they left up there??

>I do love this Lupin even though he's not that different from other movies but this specific version of Lupin is my fav

NPC girl: - 10/10 JULIA SOLOS I love her she dgaf most of the time either of how she has been under her parents protection and had fun after everything and she wants to be Lupin III?? EVEN SHE AND LUPIN ARE TRYING TO BUY A CANEO FOR SERGEO?? STOP THATS SO CUTE

-also she and Lupin gets along because of being kids born from rich families that wants freedom and fun

Bonus: Tagalog Dub

>This one is more funny than the sub but hey who loves themselves with pinoy humor

>Lupin gives Goemon and Jigen nicknames [Goemskis and Jigs] and i love it

>Lupin in my boiling blood is half Filipino with all my heart that i would die on this hill

>They removed the pedophile lines from Julia only because her first encounter with Lupin was changed from "You like little girls" to "You like dolls?" Probably for cultural reasons

>and other scenes calling Lupin a pedophile is changed to "The guy that looks like a monkey"

>Zenigata when he finally saw lupin after he's mistaken as dead added "Lupin, buhay ka pala, UNGOY KA!" ["Lupin you're actually alive you monkey!"]

>Lupin's first time seeing goemon "And lalaking sakam! Na walang hilig sa Chika babes!" [It's the Lonely/Greedy not interested to chicks and babes!"]

>Would it be funny if you decide watching the lupin tagalog dubs because you're a big Englishira

>I'm unironically calling Lupin by <Lu-Pin> not <Lu-Pon> because of this

•Green vs Red: 9.5/10

>Sometimes I'm watching a psychological horror movie

>and that thought came to mind when Green Lupin was panicking inside the car when red lupin came in

>and when Goemon couldn't handle that his friend's face is everywhere by people trying to impersonate him??

>and the "real" Lupin spying on everyone in the beginning sounding so depressed as he spies on zenigata??

>this shit was surreal I love it

>jigen was hot Grabbing on that helicopter wait whatt

>goemon tied up whaattt

>Serious sexy zenigata whattt

>this movie left me with emotions I think I'm supposed to rethink life

•Lupin III vs Cat's Eye: 8/10

>oh boy that artstyle is so limited to what it can do

>I have not watch Cat's Eye I didn't dig into any summary of Cat's Eye I immediatly jump in

>they cool tho

>I like Ai

>Lupin blowing a kiss to Zeni and Grabbing Jigen by the ass you kidding me

>Lupin gets injured so bad but not for drama intensity but to nerf him he's fucking blind for half the movie

>Goemon our mann he knew that burger hoe was badddd

>GOEMON YOUR SWORD

>YOU GUYS ARE INTIMIDATING A MAN IN THE PARIS CATACOMBS

>TWO MOVIES IN A ROW WITH THE NAZIS INTO THE PLOT

>Zhongli why are you talking to Lupin

>Lupin's voice is also low for majority of the scenes because of how tired he is.... stop the car,, I had to watch dub for the difference of Tony Oliver's performance

>It's alright but Kanichi's voice has some.. effect on me

>I need more lupin getting fucked up maybe I should go watch part 6 idgaf [I did]

>all of my screenshots of this movie is lupgang being very bloody and sexy

>crossover experience: 7/10 and I didn't got to be properly introduced with Cat's Eye

•Operation: Return the Treasure: 8.5/10

>A fun one

>Everybody really did shine here huh

>ESPECIALLY GOEMON WHO;

-ok the first minutes he's in already witness his benefactors murdered

-reunites with the gang and first thing done is trick him into giving back the treasure and get chased down after

-Gets arrested

-Got shot by the shoulder

-bleeding in an alleyway

-Got slammed by the door

-stabbed that crazy bitch clean despite that the blood was censored even though he wasn't censored also getting stabbed and shot?? Or is the zantutsken just like that

>Movie's a win when they have a good Fujiko

>Last act has pretty visuals

>shits gonna turn to the diamond castle from barbie

Npc girl: 2/10 why why are you can you exist nowhere we don't need a few shots of you admiring the scenery of that tower

Even the crazy bitch Is cooler than you

☆~Woohooo! I'm kinda new to Binge watching Lupin despite getting into the fandom 2 years back

Now last thing to note is that I'm scared facing the most harsher Lupin entries with the Lupin similar to Manga Lupin because the Lupin that was formed by Miyazaki in cagliostro then balancing him in movies like Nostradamus is my comfort,;,

[rataccatak]

major grom/plague doctor pages that made me feel big emotions (pt 2.5/3)

yall im SO sorry for the long wait. It's been a year since I've sat down and did some Thinking bout this comic but my love for this franchise is immune to hiatus. I was orig gonna go chronologically but I wanted to post something rather than nothing so here is a panel I've wanted to scream about ever since I first read it.

"I'm not ready to lose you again" scene (Plague Doctor issue 14)

We all knew this page was coming; it is so fucking good. Surprisingly though, it's not the final hug that gets me as much as THIS PRELIMINARY SCENE RIGHT HERE.

Despite Sergey's queercoded flirtatious presence, he doesn't really show much physical affection towards anyone (at least, not in a vulnerable & genuine way) WHICH IS WHY I WENT APESHIT WHEN I SAW THIS. It shows a level of vulnerability that Sergey doesn't ever truly share with anyone because of course, it's reserved for Oleg and OF COURSE it has to come after he tells Oleg to SHOOT HIM if he ever comes close to putting his life at risk. It is SUCH a great moment in Sergey's development--not just the rearranging of his priorities (shifting from his plague doctor mission to Oleg), but his willingness to relinquish control to Oleg. He doesn't say "let me die" or "run away" or even just "stop me," motherfucker says SHOOT ME. It's, of course, a parallel to Sergey's attempted murder of Oleg in The Game, only now Sergey is willing to put himself in the same position as Oleg WITH the motivations REVERSED so that he intends to SAVE Oleg by letting himself get shot. Like. Poetic cinema. What the actual fuck.

Also, "your faith is the only thing saving me" is the most beautiful thing I think I've heard in my entire life. It's easy to think of Sergey as this laidback and callous terrorist who doesn't really interact with the human tragedies of his actions, and to an extent, this is true (he is VERY MUCH an "ends justify the means" kinda guy). But I think his remorseless attitude doesn't stem from an inability to grasp how truly awful he is, but rather, from a hyperawareness of the human cost of his actions that eventually just pushes him to ACCEPT his own irredeemability. Kinda like "I'm already past the point of redemption, so why stop now?" way of thinking. This line confirms it for me. It communicates the absolute DEPRAVITY Sergey assumes of himself, his belief in his own irredeemability, and the acknowledgement that Oleg's trust in his goodness is the only thing stopping him from losing himself to that impulse. Oleg is Sergey's heart and moral center. He redeems and humanizes him when the world and Sergey himself is unable to (exhibit A and B below).

And it is so incredibly tragic. That shot of Oleg reciprocating the hug is pervaded with such desperate and futile but UNKILLABLE hope, like he's trying to physically cling to the person Sergey used to be (or more accurately, who he thinks he is). There's even a role reversal here; now Sergey is the pragmatist, and Oleg is the naive idealist, unable to come to terms with the limitations of his own control. And that sort of deliberate ignorance only further hastens the inevitable, and it is so tragic, this scene. Another reference to The Game with the power dynamics between Sergey and Oleg reversed: once again, Oleg puts blind faith in Sergey. But this time, it may cost him SERGEY'S life, not his. And to an extent, Sergey also put his blind faith in Oleg as well; when the chips are down, he trusts Oleg to shoot him before he can kill him again. Whether their trust in eachother is enough to save them this time... that question is left uncomfortably open.

[miadearden]

Okay I’ve finally caught up on Act01 of Arcane S2 and I HAVE THOUGHTS (under the cut)

I noticed slight differences in the opening for each ep so of course now I’m gonna have to watch the intro closely on every ep whee

Speaking of the opening (and each episode general opening as well), really digging all the theatre homages and also the whole vibe of watching a play in this act. Like I saw people were annoyed with the opening musical numbers at the start of every episode but to me they came across very much like watching a play or musical on stage? Like when you come back from intermission and there’s a musical number to bring you back into the world of the play? Am I cooking with that thought there?

Anyway

Oh, Vi. My poor pookie. My sweet sad pathetic wet cat. I wish I could say things are going to get better for you but I don’t see that happening anytime soon 💔

(You look fucking great though)

Caitlyn. Very much digging her descent in this act as she follows her grief and pain down into becoming the person she didn’t want to be in season one. Very nice. That said - I have a question on those final moment in ep03 and I’m wonder other people’s thoughts on them.

You see, as Ambessa pitches Cait as the new commander and we see Cait struggling whether or not to accept it - that’s when we get the flashbacks that confirm that Ambessa was the one to set up the attack on the memorial to stir up this civil war. My question is - did anyone else read this moment as Cait putting the pieces together and realising that this was Ambessa plan all along? Or are we just all supposed to assume it was for the audiences sake? Because the fact that it was delivered to us specifically when we were focused on Cait deciding to take the role felt like to me Cait figured Ambessa out, and that makes me curious as to what the dynamic in the following act will me.

But maybe I’m off base with that - what do other people think?

ANYWAY continuing! Really dig Jinx and Sevika teaming up in Silco’s absence. I was worried that Sevika would just be written out and forgotten after season one but very cool to see that she wasn’t

Just seeing tweets and stuff I think I was like one of the only people that didn’t hate Jayce in season one? Like I wouldn’t say I was his biggest fan but I still found him compelling as an idealist who lost his way when dragged into the politics of it all. Anyway continuing to dig him here, LOVE pairing him up with Ekko I think that was a genius move and very interested to see what happens with him investigating whatever’s going on with the arcane

Ekko continues to be my favorite but there was not enough of him in this act for my liking please give me more Ekko.

Interested to see where this stuff with Ambessa and Mel and the Black Rose is going and how it will tie into the greater story (also Mel’s magic! She totally has magic, right?). Don’t have much to say about it because we don’t know much yet but am interested (and very much enjoy that Ambessa is terrified of whatever’s going on)

Oh yeah also Victor’s here I guess

I’m so sorry Victor fans but I continue to not understand why people go apeshit for this man I simply do not find him that interesting

I have a few criticisms - mainly, pacing wise? Like if feels like there’s a) not the best sense of how much time is passing between moments/episodes and b) some kinda important pieces that are missing/were probably cut out from the script

Like mainly - Shield Man. Who was drinking with Vi then helped during the memorial attack then became an enforcer with Vi then left when things went all authoritarian - why do I only know him as Shield Man. I don’t recall ever learning his name, and it seems like if we’re going to have this little impact moment of him walking out of the room at the end of the last ep I should at least know his name and a little bit of his deal? I just feel like there was some important stuff that we just needed a little bit more detail on but was probably cut for time.

Same case for Isha. Not as much, because I feel like Isha is more there as a symbol for both Jinx and Vi and this whole conflict, but still like - I only know her name because it was in the subtitles describing her gasp at some point.

And yeah just general pacing seems like there was some connective tissue missing between some scenes and all that’s basically it.

And yeah!

Having a watch party for Act2 tomorrow yay!

[romijuli]

Oh no you have enabled me. I have a whole fan company. (And TWO self-inserts, even. Something went wrong here.)

I don’t get to talk abt them a lot and tbh I’m still kinda trying to straighten out my lore for these clowns so. Ramble time under the cut I’m so sorry:

IOLITE COMPANY MY DARLINGS. they’re technically recycled but they’ve changed enough from their original variants to be separate characters. More detailed descriptions here if you’d like to learn about my clowns, but I’ll give the quick rundown of who they are what they do and what problems they have.

OH RIGHT. Iolite forms like right at the beginning of act 3, which explains the Godza-isms

Actors:

Bee Jubilee (they/them): co-founder, occasional director, and first actor of Iolite Company! An American transplant who came over as an English teacher but wound up running this full time. Volunteering as Izumi’s assistant at Mankai led to them reuniting with an old college friend and rekindling their love of acting! (Self insert the first, named after a three-years-old joke about me being a trenchcoat full of bees?)

Sayuri Fujioka (she/her): second actor in Iolite Company, and playwright to boot. So unbelievably tired. She’s a lot like Homare, in that she tends to say stuff that can come across as blunt or hurtful, though in her case it’s more that she doesn’t see the point in sugarcoating things.

Aiko Hoshino (she/they): third actor in Iolite and company props master! Very excitable, though she can be a bit of a theater know-it-all. Ex-Godza fan who fell in love with Mankai during the act-off and became Sakuya’s biggest fan (who isn’t Kasumi or a Sakuya yume) after seeing Alex. (Amabi student in jubansaku’s year! Or at least I think they are? It’s not in the doc…)

Eri Hanazawa (she/her): fourth actor in Iolite and the company’s costumer, though she’s still learning the ropes on making stuff from scratch instead of just altering existing clothes. Painfully shy (and only worsened by teachers drawing attention to it), which makes her desire to become an actor kind of surprising, but apparently seeing some talented street actors will do that.

Fuyuko Iida (he/she, genderfluid): fifth actor to join, but far from inexperienced! (He’s one of the street actors who inspired Eri, after all!) Tiny and full of fucking rage, partially in general and partially from being consistently typecast as cutesy roles during her time in more traditional theaters. He just wants to go apeshit!

Rei Morimoto (she/her): sixth actor to join, and formerly part of a street act duo with Fuyuko. Comes off as a princely bishoujo sort, but is actually a TOTAL dweeb who adores cute things. Please let her play more girly roles. Please.

Mizuki Arisato (she/her): seventh actor to join—the first of the “rookies” aka the batch that joined after they got permission to use an actual building—and resident hair/makeup artist. Has Sakuya’s “I need to be cheerful and happy all the time” complex, except Mizuki is just straight up depressed under that. (Yosei kid in taitenmasu’s year!)

Imo Amamiya (she/her): eighth actor to join, second “rookie”, and designated baby of the group (17 in y3, when she joins!) Quite a space case—she wandered into practice by accident lmao—and perpetually sleepy, with HORRIBLE taste in close friends. (St. Flora student in Kumon’s year!)

Goswin Jubilee (he/him): ninth actor to join, third “rookie”, and Bee’s younger brother. He’s a kniroun fanatic (and unfortunately a twitch streamer) who came to see a kniroun rerun, wound up sitting next to Aiko, and got DRAGGED to Iolite. (They’re besties now.) Had a bit of a funky relationship with Bee thanks to his childhood rage issues, but it’s getting better. Slowly.

Hibiki Yoisaki (she/her): final actor and last rookie recruited, but she’s been a pain in the ass since before Iolite even started! Her brother’s in Godza, and since she wanted to be an actor, too, he kinda passed along the mentality he learned there. She gets better, obviously. (Amabi student in taitenmasu’s year!)

Staff:

Nana Yoshizawa (she/her): co-founder of Iolite as well as its director! Pretty easygoing, unless you imply that backstage crew is somehow inferior to the acting side of theater or that theater techs are just actors who couldn’t make it. Quite possibly the most normal person here. Met Bee while studying abroad in America!

Touya Minase (he/him): co-founder of Iolite and company sound designer! He comes across as a shockingly normal big-brother sort…unless he’s a) looking for Weird Noises For Sound Stuff (I made this guy before I knew about Rento. I can’t believe it.) or b) using his Mankai connections to get pics from photo shoots to torment the rest of Iolite with.

Ryou Kousaka (he/they): backstage crew specializing in…everything! Whatever you need, he can do, even if it’s a quick role in a show! They’re a pretty excitable sort, almost like a second Taichi. He actually lives with Touya and doesn’t seem to have contact with his family, and will not elaborate as to why. (Yosei student in taitenmasu’s year!)

Chel Jubilee (they/them primarily): Bee and Goswin’s older cousin, the Original theater kid of the fam, and Iolite’s OTHER do-everything clown, though they won’t step into the spotlight themself. A college theater major who wound up dropping out and losing their love of theater entirely, but hopped over to Iolite to visit the fam and wound up sticking around. Showed up in the middle of act 12 like “hey where’s that other theater company you guys seem to like”. (Self insert the second, if you couldn’t tell.)

Others:

Makoto Yoisaki (he/him): Hibiki’s brother and one of the chiller Godza members, though he retains the competitiveness and a hint of jealousy towards Reni’s current faves. He cares. He really does. His sister’s just stubborn. (Amabi student in Kazu’s year! Save him.)

Mina [WHAT IS HER SURNAME] (she/her): former member of Masumi’s fanclub who DEEPLY regrets it. She was supposed to be a one-off character in a fic I’m working on but I love her so I’m figuring out where to put her. Sakuya in particular has Issues with this girl because of the Masumi Fanclub thing, even though she’s chilled out since hs. (Fuyou student in jubansaku’s year!)

Mankai March question 3!

We learned about everyone’s favorite character yesterday, now let’s learn about any characters you might have! Do you have any OCs or yumes for A3! ? Feel free to ramble about them!!

[morgana-ren]

hello just dropping by to say rough sex with reaver anyway bye

HHHHHH I hate y’all so damn much lmao I’m too nauseous to be this thorsty

But yes. Absolutely, rough sex with Reaver. Cause there’s no other kind. Reaver doesn’t do gentle love making. Not since her. Basically, if it doesn’t make people gasp in horror or blush so deeply it’s painful, he’s not interested.

Sometimes it’s a willing and enthusiastic partner in his sex dungeon (don’t lie, we’ve all seen it) and other times it’s him putting royalty back in their place by gripping them by their hair and thrusting so deeply down their throat that they have to thank Avo for their heroic constitution.

He loves degrading his partners and pushing people past their comfort limits. He gets off on the fact that he can do whatever he wants and no one would dare say a thing. Not to him. He could bend you over the war table and the advisors would have the good sense to just keep talking and pretend it wasn’t happening. Basically, things are going to go the way he wants them to go in the bedroom (or the bathroom, or the carriage, or the closet, or the balcony, or-) and you don’t really have a say in it. His greatest sense of pride comes from making people do things they really don’t want to do, but still coaxing an unbelievable amount of pleasure into them that inevitably leaves them begging for more. He’s not into one-sided pleasure. He wants his partners to be in absolute ecstasy, even when they don’t necessarily want to be.

Not into anal? Too bad, you are now. And even as you clench your eyes shut, you become acutely aware of the building orgasm in your abdomen. He knows just how to move to make you squirm. He’s had a lot of practice. Have a deeply rooted fear of being caught in public? He’s going to yank you off the ballroom floor, push you in a closet, rip your clothes off and fuck you VERY loudly. No one in the vicinity? Good thing he tore your clothes in all the right places and left you covered in marks. He wants every last person to know you lowered yourself by letting a despicable man like him inside you (and enjoyed it, to boot.) Have a loved one you just KNOW would be absolutely horrified if they knew what you were up to? He’s going to whisper “I wonder what they’d think if they could see you now, with my cock all the way down your whorish throat” as you suck him, and when he’s finished, he’ll offhandedly remark “I’ll be sure to let them know just how adorable you look with my cum drying on your face.”

He probably will too.

Blowing him underneath his desk as he works? Perfect. Just ignore the body that just dropped to the floor two feet from you from the person he just shot for annoying him.

Are you a hero? Even better. He doesn’t have to hold back or worry about killing you mid-fuck. You can take more of his punishment and give it back with equal vigor.

Yet, even as he pounds, scratches, sucks, rips, breaks, chokes, slaps, thrusts and fucks his way to an early grave (yours, that is), he can never quite get his fill. Reaver is a libertine, and what is life without sex, death and violence? If you’re a favorite of his, you’ll find yourself in his bed more often than not. Not in the mood? Tsk tsk, you should know better than to talk back to him. He’d shoot you if you didn’t feel so good clenching around him looking terrified. Granted, it’s so easy for him to have his pick of the loose noblewomen, but there’s something about you that satisfies him in a way that those insufferable harpies can’t.

It’s an unspoken rule that no one else is to touch you. Ever. He’d never say it, of course, as that implies he cares for you, but Reaver doesn’t like people who play with his favorite toys. And people who Reaver doesn’t like tend not to live long.

His favorite thing? Wrapping a large hand around your throat and squeezing just a little too hard. He’s in control, he OWNS you and you know it. And even as you fear for your life, gasping with eyes watery and leaking, your legs never unwrap from his waist. If anything, you pull him in tighter, clenching him harder. The euphoria of knowing that he could do anything, everything to you and you’ll keep coming back to him just spurs him harder, thrusting until the rocking of your bodies is enough to give you fabric burn. People throwing themselves at his feet (either in flattery or begging for mercy) is nothing new, but the fact that despite everything, he’s managed to keep a leash on you even as the threat of a violent end looms so closely just makes him positively giddy.

If he’s feeling particularly mean, he’ll cover you in his cum. When he’s finished and you reach to wipe yourself off, you’ll hear him go “I certainly hope you’re not considering cleaning yourself, my dear. I rather like the way that looks. What an enticing picture. I might just commission a painting! In fact, I think will. Stay just like that, ma petite.”

The threat is implied.

Both you and the painter are absolutely mortified. Reaver, on the other hand, is having the time of his very long life.

Still, he allows you to sleep in his bed on the nights he takes you, which is unheard of. When he starts twitching and grumbling in his sleep, you’ve come to understand that he’s having one of his nightmares. While you would never ever mention it when he’s awake if you want to keep breathing, you know there’s a scared, sad man somewhere underneath all the finery and facade. Your touch, ever gentle, seems to soothe him, and soon enough, he stops tossing and turning and drifts back into dreamless sleep.

He’s a horrible, despicable man. He knows it. You know it. And despite that, you’re never happier than when he’s bottoming out inside you. You’re not sure if you could call what he feels for you a soft-spot, but you’re not deepthroating the barrel of the Dragonstomper, and that’s enough for you.

[roxie-roo]

Bird of Prey - Proof of Concept

( hello friends ! Roxie here to give you all my new WIP Fic! Four chapters, plus this one, and an epilogue! I give you Bird Of Prey - the story of how Jimmy went Apeshit and won double life, because he deserves it! And since @carry-on-my-wayward-gays wanted to be tagged, here you are!)

"So, ⌖⟒⌰☌⎍⏃.." Grian heard their voices and looked up, grimacing. Great. These assholes again. "Another game?"

"Well, yeah.. Y'know, creating chaos and all that, it's kinda my thing." He shrugged. "Why? You want something with it?"

The floating eyes narrowed, the voices sounding gleefully malicious. "If you'll allow us."

Grian had a feeling he was going to regret this. - - - He'd wanted to give Jimmy wings this season. Jimmy always complimented his wings, and told him how much he'd like to have a pair of his own. Why not? He knew Jimmy was going to die first again, he may as well let him have a little fun before it ended too quick. Hawk wings, he'd thought, would be good for him. But getting the changed data back from the Watchers, he grimaced again.

Canary wings. The watchers gave him canary wings. Grian rolled his eyes. This wasn't going to go over well.. And, wait a minute, was he paired up with Scar?! He'd paired himself up with BigB! Now the order was all scrambled, void below this was going to be a fucking shit show.

Jimmy had told Grian he'd always wanted wings. He wasn't told the pain of growing them, however. Sharp pains starting at his back, almost feeling something growing from him. Now this pain wasn't a new one. In Afterlife, the pains of a new life starting never felt easy, especially when growing extra appendages like wings or horns, or tails.

It was uncomfortable as anything, of course it was. Jimmy hadn't needed wing holes in his shirts in a long time. Managing to rip two right where the wings were forming was a herculean effort that he was surprised didn't take him longer. But finally, the bones that started the baby wings could breathe. Jimmy let himself breathe as well, glad to not collapse to the ground like this. That would be embarrassing. Though, it did beg the question, where was everyone?

"They're not here yet." He heard a voice say to him. Grian. "Growing wings takes a bit.. I'm not bringing them on til then."

"Thanks.." Jimmy muttered gratefully. He allowed Grian to help getting the new holes in his shirt to be less horrendous looking, thankfully, and showed Jimmy the order of things in the game.

"You paired yourself with Scar?"

Grian scoffed. "You know I wouldn't willingly do that.. no, the Watchers wanted to change a few things. I wanted to be paired with BigB."

"You paired me with Tango?"

"Yeah, I did. Saw you two eying each other up during Last Life."

"Not true!" Jimmy sputtered, face almost as red as Grian's usual sweater. His friend laughed, patting him on the shoulder.

"Oh well. You're first out.. again."

"I'm used to it by now.." Jimmy shook his head with an almost bitter sigh. He was always the first out.

"Hey, who knows? Maybe you'll change things this time 'round." Grian shrugged. "Well, people should be getting here soon.. feathers should grow in shortly. This is my world, you're living in it." He grinned.

Jimmy laughed softly, shaking his head and letting out a sigh. "I doubt it... You've seen how this goes."

"I have.." Grian nodded a little. "But like I said.. Who knows.. Oh, and, before the feathers come in... I'm sorry in advance." He sighed, leaving to set the rest of the game up properly.

Jimmy paused. What did he mean "sorry in advance" before the feathers came in...

It wasn't long until he found out. Yellow feathers started forming along the wings, and Jimmy stretched them to their full length to get a better look. Canary yellow. Canary wings.

Of course they gave him fucking canary wings. This just proved things, didn't it? He wasn't a player.

He was just their canary.

"Well.." He sighed as he looked up at the spawn, where the rest of the players were gathering.

"Welcome to the coalmine.."

[bigfatbreak]

Hey, I was just wondering if it would be okay to try to write something for your feralnette au? (I can't guarantee anything, but it just really makes me want to /write/ ya know?) I feel like I saw you say it was okay in a post when I was going through the tag, but I wanted to make 100% sure before doing anything.

Also, can I ask what Felix's relationship to Adrien is? He's tagged in everything as Felix Culpa (sorry if that's A Thing™️ I'm kinda out of the loop sometimes) but also lives with/can get grounded by Gabriel? I know he's a transfer student and figured he might be a cousin or something?

Also also, I'm in love with your art and it's so incredibly fun and dynamic and brooding all at the same time and it's just so good 💕 Thank you for sharing it and being great yourself

Thank you thank you!

First of all, yeah go for it. the feralnette au is just the essence of 'go apeshit,' just tag me so I can read it! I read a lot of fanfic on my work breaks lmao

I realize I haven't put my Felix's backstory up, so here's a good time to do that:

The Culpa family actually has no bloodline relation to the Agreste name brand at all - rather, its a textile company that creates the best fabrics and patterns for the discerning eye on the fashion market.

Felix's mother was a really good friend of Emilie, and they would often make a lot of brand deals together based on friendship rather than legalities, because of course who was gonna split up two powerhouse besties? not their husbands! that's playing with fire babey!

When Emilie went missing, Mrs. Culpa was CRUSHED. She was one of the loudest voices in attempting to find her, and was flabbergasted as to why Gabriel wasn't in on the search efforts, instead just boarding himself up in his house, mourning like she was already dead. How could he know something like that if she just went missing, why is he acting like his wife is no longer in the picture if she's just missing?

Gabriel, in his colder line of thinking, began taking advantage of the Culpa company's kindness and dragging them into deals without their consent, riding on the coattails of Emilie's friendship. This did not go over well, because the Culpa family isn't made up of pushovers, and they were hurting just as much about Emilie's disappearance.

This led to a lot of... legal talk, and Gabriel being stripped of a lot of assets. He had to lean on Adrien's looks to get a lot of his repeat customers back after the fiasco that was 'the Agreste brand loses their best deal with the strongest Textile company in this hemisphere, sorry about the shit quality of your clothes now."

When the Culpa's found out Gabriel was taking this out on Adrien - because of course he is, who locks a boy in a tower with a bunch of crap like they're an easily soothed pet? - they offered an olive branch. Felix was interested in some classes in France, and he wanted to get a flavor for the area, since he's also big on fashion. If Gabriel hosts Felix (who'll act as eyes and ears for his parents on picking up clues as to what happened to Emilie) then they'll release some of their assets back to him. That shouldn't be hard for a man made of money, and especially not for Emilie's HUSBAND, and this way Felix can help out the young heir for the Agreste company, steer him away from being a total shit like his dad and give him a little bit of support at home.

That would be huge for the company if Gabriel can pull it off, not to mention Nathalie is buzzing in his ear constantly about the kind of funds they're losing looking for better quality fabrics among third party dealers. He just has to deal with what he assumed to be another Adrien in his house, and that should be easy enough, teenage boys are distractible.

Instead, he gets Felix Culpa, who was raised by his hawkish parents in the art of 'don't let anyone take advantage of your kindness, and shower your allies in it when you know they're worth it,' who is dealing with absolutely zero of Gabriel's nonsense but also has to live under his roof. (He really did promise his parents he'd find out what happened to 'auntie' Emilie.)

This is frustrating for both parties, one because Gabriel DOES have permission to ground Felix or whatever, he is the adult overseer, but the moment Felix decides he's being a total jackass, he gets to pull the plug on this textile deal, and GOD if Audrey finds out he fucked up another deal she'll yell at him till his ears fall off

in a nutshell, if Gabriel wants his company to not go under bc his ass is busy playing supervillain, he has to play the part of host for a teenager that thinks Gabriel was involved in Emilie's disappearance.

[salvatoreren]

Episode 86

Well here we are folks the second to the last episode christ

First of all i'd like to tell all of you i had to go apeshit this morning because of reasons before i could even enjoy the episode

So I'd say like my previous posts, this episode was good, a few wonky animation but it does not entirely outweigh how good the episode feels

Idk bout you guys but Connie was amazing here, and also i think its just me but he does that leg lock thing he'd done back in s3 pt 1, whatever guys he's come a long way as the rest of the cast, you all just refuse to acknowledge him, not to mention Shadis basically noted that he was great in 3dm gear

He saved Annie and Reiner just like how they saved him back, I call that a good payback,

And of course let's not forget Mikasa, as always she was great in her fighting scenes, if anything i lowk liked how when she does 3dm gear there's a lot of graceful twirls n how great her poses are when suspends in the air

This one reminded of Opening 2

I have a thing for blood raining on a character lol, sorry for the lame shot, i reveled too much in the ep instead of taking a shot to post something in here

Also man did they went on a killing spree, the animation with everyone against floch, not his biggest fan but that was great, especially when he went against Hange, they were so cool i wanna cry and i want to cry because yk what, i think we should also acknowledge since they're a veteran they could hold against anyone but nAh

Gabi just shooting everyone since coming to Paradis aihihsjdid im kidding, you go girl

Floch falling down on the ocean, oh well its not like he could come back and possibly sabotage the alliance again

I LOVED FALCO'S TRANSFORMATION! IT'S SO GOOD, HERE HAVE A ANOTHER BADLY SHOT OF HIM TRANSFORMING

THOSE RED EYES WAS SO GOOD IM CRYING

I WAS CHEERING FOR FALCO, CAN YOU TELL I LOVE THIS PRECIOUS CHILD? HIS ROAR WAS SO CHILLING

BITCH IM GLAD THAT WE GOT A MAPPA FLASHBACK OF SORTS, USUALLY THEY USE WIT'S BUT NOT THIS ONE AND IM HAPPY FOR THAT, THEY'RE ALL SO WHOLESOME HERE

and um can i just say that half of them are dead?

IF ANYTHING THIS IS WHAT I'VE BEEN ANTICIPATING THIS WHOLE FUCKING EPISODE, KEITH SHADIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN A GREAT CHARACTER TO ME BECAUSE OF THE FACT I RELATE TO HIM SO MUCH

THIS WHOLE EXCHANGE WAS SO FUCKING GOOD

HIS SMILE, HE LOVES THE 104TH SO FUCKING MUCH

and there's the credit scene? is it a credit scene, lol whatever

THEY MADE ANNIE SO EMOTIONAL THATS GREAT THO, I LOVE HER SO FUCKING MUCH, HER VOICE MADE ME WEAK, IDK BUT I GUESS THIS IS HER WAY OF SAYING SORRY, WHEN SHE MENTIONED THAT SHE DIDN'T WANT TO KILL ANY OF THEM AND ESPECIALLY EREN, BRO THEIR RELATIONSHIP BACK IN SEASON 1 (im not shipping them) WELL MOSTLY IN THE MANGA WHEN HE MADE HER SMILE?

THEIR FRIENDSHIP WAS SOMETHING AND I LIVE FOR IT, im still kinda sad we didn't see that

also a thought too i wished annie and levi talked, hes gonna be lowk MIA anyways this whole season yk for plot reasons

all in all i loved this episode and im not ready to say goodbye to aot, im curious how they're going to wrap it up though,

im sorry there isn't much screencaps maybe ill try later, stupid tumblr with its 10 image limit

[firefly--bright]

Blooming Hearts

Jean Kirstein x reader (**implied fem, they/them pronouns used) mini series, reincarnation au.

** - implied that reader stays with Sasha and Mikasa in the girl's dorms as a cadet.

summary : you never thought that some freshly bloomed flowers and newly brewed tea would help you meet the one person you desperately wanted to meet.

warnings : some angst

a/n : working on the next chapter of only you, darling next! sorry this took so long, I've been kinda busy lately. this is also the second last chapter of this fic :) this chapter isn't really as good as compared to the others, i just wanted to get it out as soon as I could. oh, and also, you can find the Series Masterlist linked in my main Masterlist. tumblr's tagging system sucks so I'm trying to not put links to old Tumblr posts to see if that helps. thank you for all the patience and kind words!

enter my taglist!

| Main Masterlist is pinned | Fic playlist | requests for jean kirstein and five hargreeves are open! |

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Chapter Four - Wilting

You gasped, collecting your breath as your shoulders shook from the amount of giggling you were doing.

You shouldn’t have been here, like this, but who would care, right? You deserved this.

You raised your head, wide smile still etched on your face. Jean’s face was mirroring yours, his left hand propped up behind you.

You had been doing your normal chores, going to attend the horses at the stables, holding a large brush in an even larger bucket.

It was a comparatively hot day, hot enough to make a good amount of sweat collect on your forehead. Armin, Mikasa, Eren, Historia and Jean were attending a meeting with the seniors of the scouts. It was almost surreal, the way Marco predicted the fact that Jean would be a leader some day, and here he was, now sitting as a commanding officer. Sasha was probably with Niccolo, and Connie had just left to visit his mom in the now abandoned village as he always did once a month, which left you to do some much needed cleaning around Historia’s cabin.

Historia hadn’t gotten around much, after reading the last letter Ymir ever sent to her, spending much of her time on the porch of her cabin that was used as an orphanage, going inside to interact with the kids once in a while.

The loss of a close loved one does that to people, you thought, chugging the bucket with difficulty.

Suddenly, you had felt a harsh tug on your sleeve, making you jerk to the right.

Your back pressed against the wood on the side of the stable, a shadow overcoming your figure. Your first instinct was to fight them off but as soon as you opened your eyes, you found the familiar charming smile that had first made you fall.

Eyes shimmering, Jean greeted you with a slight laugh at your appearance, for which you did slap his chest. He proceeded to tell you the most hilarious thing that had taken place during the meeting, which happened to be a higher up… farting.

“walls, it wasn’t even that funny, Jean.” You lied, smiling. “I applaud your story telling skills for keeping me hooked, though, 6/10”

“oh, do I get extra points for being so damn good looking?” he asks slyly, attempting to wink but ending up blinking instead, which sent you into yet another laughing fit.

You swore it was the most you’d laughed since Sasha went apeshit on that food Niccolo made, which was about a month ago.

you collected your breath again, finding Jean's hand which was resting next to your face, propped up on the wood. Your head rolled to the side, resting on his forearm.

His eyes were twinkling, a soft look on his face.

“there was… an attempt to wink. I mean, you tried, right?” you said teasingly, shrugging a little at the end.

“uh huh, and what would your grace, the almighty (y/n) rate this, out of a ten?” he asks.

“hmm, probably a 2/10. Not bad, Kirstein. You’d pick up all the girls in town with that.” You say.

He stands up straight at that, removing his hand from it’s previous position, opting to cup your cheeks gently instead.

He brought his nose closer to yours, till they were touching. You felt his nose move as he said, ��i don’t need them to look at me when I have you.”

And with that, he kisses you.

Stable duties long forgotten, you kiss him back, hands wandering to the nape of his neck.

He pulls away, “missed you. the meeting was pretty boring without you. and Sasha and Connie, but don’t tell them I told you that.” His face is still close to yours, you feel his lips moving right over your parted ones.

“well I missed you too. Connie just left to visit his ma,” you say, “but I was gonna clean the stables… if you wanna help? Or we can just go home and take a shower and then have an early dinner… relax a bit.” You say, looking into his eyes which light up on the sound of a shower and dinner with you.

“i'd love that.” He said, pulling you in for another kiss

--

you had a noticeable skip in your step as you entered the flower shop.

Jean’s eyes locked on yours, your eyes shining, smile wide, as you greeted him with that all-consuming warmth.

It was consuming Jean, too, but he refused to acknowledge it.

He refused anything to do with you, which absolutely killed him. It had taken him a while to start warming up to Marco and Sasha when he first met them as well, but he didn’t think how hard it would be with you. he had assumed everything with you would have been the same, easy and comfortable yet adventurous and brand new, despite being such an old and tight tie.

His eyes remained to be steely, as he let out the most monotonous “hey,” he could find in him, which still sounded weak in his ears.

Your spirits weren’t deflated yet, though, as you browsed the shop a little. Jean used these moments to admire you, before you made your way to the counter.

“so… I don’t really have any flowers in mind today, so what would you recommend, flower boy?” you asked, placing his hands on the counter, close to his.

His chest tingled. His heart futtered. He could feel his ears heating up at the mere nickname.

He snatched his hands so they were now crisscrossed over his tingling chest, “I don’t know. You should’ve thought about that before coming here.”

The urge to use your special nickname he curated for you was strong, but Jean didn’t give in.

That was one thing about Jean Kirsten: he was stubborn. And he was confident about his stubborn-ness too, which only inflated his ego, puffing his chest a bit.

But now all his chest seemed to be doing was deflating, giving you the treatment he knew you wouldn’t like, nor deserve.l

He saw your shoulders deflate as well, which, again, nothing short of killed him.

You let out a little laugh to get rid of the tension in the room. You weren’t expecting this, it seemed, and understandably so.

Jean wanted nothing but to give you a small bouquet of dandelions, delicately tied with some baby’s breaths, all with a kiss to your knuckles while handing them to you just to see your flustered reaction.

“well, then, I’ll just take five of the… blue violets.” You said, small smile still on your face. You looked more pristine than usual, and Jean wondered if you were going to go do something after this.

Oh, right. He was supposed to leave with you today, to go hang out with Marco and the others.

The day was planned more for you, more for you to catch up with your friends and make even new memories, plan more days.

Only now, seeing how had it was to face you, did Jean realise how much he was going to dread today.

He silently rung your five blue violets up, tying them before handing them to you. The transaction took about five minutes, but they felt like eternity as he tried not to look at your eyes or smell your perfume too much.

Did you change it? It smelled… better, Jean thought. He liked it.

This was exactly what he was dreading.

--

The walk with Jean had been nothing short of boring. A little disappointing, too.

You assumed now, knowing your… soulmate, essentially, would be liberating. And it was! When he held you the other week, everything seemed fine, you felt so whole and complete.

Yet now, you were walking side to side to an absolute stranger who seemed to want nothing to do with you.

The physical part of it was nice, you thought, walking next to someone never felt this good before. All your old feelings revived at his mere presence and you wondered how all it took was his name for your mind to immediately know who he was. Nevertheless, your stride matched his, your feet making a unanimous sound as they scruffed the pavement.

You decided ten minutes into your little walk that you’d give up trying to make conversation with him, which broke your heart just a little.

The sky looked like it was going to rain, as you cursed yourself for not bringing an umbrella.

Flowers still in your hand, you made your way to sasha’s dorm which she shared with niccolo.

--

You sipped your warm coffee as you stepped into the flower shop.

Three months had passed since you first met your old friends. Since then, as planned, you had created more memories with them, too many to count, and it had never felt this good to be so loved and included in a friend group before.

In fact, they had invited you to a party with even more of the old cadet group. Apparently they had all been acquainted before and decided that it was a good idea to have a small party at someone’s house so it would be like “the old days”.

“but, you know, without the killing and all.” Connie had added helpfully.

You, of course, had readily agreed.

The weather was a little windy, greying clouds covering some parts of the sky. You wondered if it would rain today.

The fragrance surrounded you once again, as you welcomed it to hug your clothes.

You gripped your coffee cup a little as you saw Jean behind the counter, as usual, stoic and cold.

You didn’t know why but something had definitely changed after that day you got to know his name. As if knowing your name and knowing the past changed his perception of you.

Maybe he was a different person now? Or maybe he liked someone else? Or maybe he just wanted something new, something different, something not you.

The thoughts stung more than you wanted them to, but it’s not like you could do anything about them. You had tried to talk to him, asking him about his day, what he was up to, but he never answered the way you hoped he would. He give you his usual shrug and a one word answer that allowed no room for further conversation.

You wondered if this was what he really wanted. If being cold and steely towards you was the way he wanted to act with you, or if he was just a really good actor.

Either way, you were hurt.

Yet, you continued your visits to the flower shop, sometimes only to hear his voice. You knew it was probably a long shot but you continued making small talk with him even if you frequented the shop fewer and less enthusiastic. Sometimes you went knowing it wasn’t Jean’s shift, not in the mood to use your social battery on him.

Now, though, you wanted to buy flowers for Sasha, Marco and Connie. You thought it would be a nice gesture and it wasn’t like you hadnt already done it before.

Jean barely acknowledged the bell ringing, much less your presence as you bit back a small sigh.

You walked over to the baskets of carefully segregated flowers sprayed with water, picking each of your friends’ favourite flowers, along with two daffodils for yourself.

Three yellow roses for Marco, a hyacinth stem for Connie, who said he didn’t really have a favourite flower, so you picked the ones that reminded you of him, which also happened to symbolize playfulness. Three Chrysanthemums for Sasha, and you were all set.

Your plans were to meet Marco, Connie, Sasha at Sasha’s dorm, all dressed up, and then you’d leave whenever Niccolo would come to pick you guys up, being the only one with a car.

Silently, you put the flowers infront of Jean, telling him how you wanted it bundled. He obliged, as was his job, sneaking glances at your direction. You caught one, and offered him a small smile.

He quickly looked away, continuing his work. You didn’t know why you hoped he’d return the smile.

He rung you up, as you paid the money, without wasting much time. You felt the need to get away from the shop you used to love so much. A pang went through your heart.

Grabbing the flowers gently, rushing out of the place with them clutched in your hands.

“wait!” you heard Jean call behind you, making you halt and turn around, hope blooming in your chest.

“are you… are you gonna go to the party tonight? With us?” his eyes refuse to meet yours.

“I doubt it’s a full fledged party,” you let out a light chuckle, “but I’ll be going.”

You hoped he was trying. You hoped he started to atleast care. You hoped he knew you appreciated it.

He looked as if he wanted to say something, his mouth opening and closing like a fish. You bit back a laugh at his expression.

Finally, still not meeting your gaze, he says “that’s… nice.”

That’s it?

Its okay. You could be patient, though he was testing your limits.

“I’ll see you then, Jean.” You said, turning around on your heels and speed-walking through the doors missing the way Jean let out a heavy sigh behind you, the bell of the doors drowning out the noise.

--

Jean’s heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest, waiting with anticipation for your arrival in Sasha’s dorm. His leg was bouncing up and down as he sat on Sasha’s bed, fiddling with the belt of the watch his mother gave him when he graduated highschool, claiming he’d look even more handsome with it. Jean wasn’t sure how a watch was supposed to make him look handsome but he wore it nonetheless.

“I think you should talk to them, jeanbo,” he remembered his ma giving him advice when he told her about poppy, “by the way you speak about them it seems like you really like them. You shouldn’t throw that away because of something that might happen.”

She and Marco were the only ones who knew about his situation, but as always, Jean decided to not listen to him.

“just talk to them, Jean.” Marco whispered near him, rather annoyed, which was unlike him. Sasha and Connie were going through Sasha’s closet, trying to figure out what she should wear. Sasha, being a master at procrastinating, had yet to change her clothes and get ready.

Jean leaned back, “I don’t think that’s gonna fix anything, though. I mean, it wont take back the fact that they’re quiet literally destined to be hurt.”

Marco sighs, closing his eyes. Jean was making whatever strong thread marco had that kept him together almost snap. Jean was good at doing that, he thought.

“you know what? Do whatever you want, just… I think you can fix this, I think both you and (y/n) deserve a happy ending. Other than that, I have no comments.” He says, getting up and joining Sasha and Connie, who thankfully didn’t hear his and Jean’s whispered conversation.

“I think this one-“ Connie pointed, but was cut off by a knock Jean just knew was you. he sat up, running a hand through his hair and glancing at marco.

“Talk. To. Them.” Marco mouths.

“youre here!” Sasha says, almost tackling you with a hug.

Jean sighs. Sasha’s love language was rather aggressive. He hoped you weren’t hurt by her antics.

“hey, (y/n)!” Connie greets as Marco smiles warmly at you.

Jean finally gets a good look at you as Sasha lets go of your shoulders.

His breath hitches. If his heart was going fast before he wondered how he was still alive with his heart going so inexplicably rapid.

You looked beautiful, smiling and happy and oh you were smiling at him, and you looked so bright, even under the shitty lighting in Sasha’s dorm, you looked gorgeous.

He gave you a tight lipped smile, seeing yours falter in response.

Jean was a cruel, cruel, person, he thought.

You made your way over to Sasha’s closet, your face immediately brightening and pointing at the dress you thought she’d look good in, in about two seconds.

Sasha gasped, saying something Jean barely listened to as he was too focused on your face, watching your eyes crinkle, your perfume surrounding him warmly, and he never wished he could hold you close to him more than now.

fuck it, he thought. I'll try.

He played with the belt of his wristwatch again, wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans, joining the rest of you. he stood behind you, hesitantly placing a hand on your shoulder, hoping you’d see he was reaching out, hoping it wasn’t too late.

You stiffened initially, but your shoulders relaxed after noticing it was just him.

“okay, I’m gonna get ready now,” Sasha declared, moving to the bathroom to change, “(y/n), choose my makeup later, okay?” she said, shutting the door of the bathroom with no further argument.

“oh, right, I got these for you guys!” you say, perking up and showing them the flowers Kean had tied together that morning.

You gave the yellow roses to Marco, the hyacinths to Connie, and left the Chrysanthemums for Sasha.

Jean felt like he’d been stabbed.

Of course he had wondered why you had bought so many flowers, if they had been for your friends. He wondered if the dandelions were for him, but now, seeing as they weren’t, he wanted to cry.

Had he already hurt you that much? had it been too much?

Three months ago, he would have been a little glad about the fact, he would have been a little glad that you had stopped hoping.

But now, knowing how hard it was to continue this charade for any longer, all he felt was a deep hurt. He had never felt this way, the type of visceral sadness that made his want to sit down and hug himself and shut the world out. he wondered if you felt like this everytime he was no less than a dick to you. he wondered how you lived like that. thinking your only soulmate doesn't want anything to do with you, tossing you aside.

the hurt boiled and bubbled in his chest, the guilt washing up on him in waves. the same heart that was fluttering just a moment ago felt like it now sunk into the depths of the Marianna trench.

he removed his palm that was resting in your shoulder, promptly shoving it in the pockets of his pants and rolled his shoulders back. there were no tears to be blinked away, but the lump in his throat prevented him to speak.

the pain of knowing it was probably too late to fix the things he messed up was just now dawning him.

you made your way to Sasha's closet once again, going through one of her drawers full of makeup products, picking the things she'd need after getting changed, while Marco helped. Connie still stood beside Jean, observing him carefully.

"something happened, didn't it?" Connie said, loud enough for only Jean to hear him.

Jean only looked at him. maybe it was because Connie knew Jean for longer than anyone did in this room, maybe it was because Jean wasn't doing such a good job at hiding his hurt as he thought he was, but Connie nodded, patting Jean's back stiffly yet comfortingly : his way of showing affection.

Jean still appreciated it, though he couldn't find it in him to speak.

"you can fix it." Connie said, leaving Jean standing in the middle of the room as he went to join you and Marco.

Jean looked at you, laughing at something Connie had said about mascara, your laugh crinkling the corner of your eyes beautifully.

he hoped he wasn't too late.

--

jean could hear his breathing in his own ears, he could feel someone holding him in an uncomfortable position, yet he couldn't move.

he felt the imminent fear of the titans rushing towards him and whoever was holding him, the person frantically waving their blade in order to keep both Jean and them safe.

he could hear faint sniffles, gasping, struggling from the person holding him. the last thing he remembered was that he saved Mikasa from a Titan and...

what was happening?

why couldn't he open his fucking eyes? why couldn't he move?

the person holding him stopped waving their blade, a louder, surprised gasp coming from them.

Jean finally pried his eyes open at that, the lack of warm air from the titan's nostrils compelled him to check what was happening.

he blinked his eyes blearily, groaning a bit in the process. he felt the sweat drip off his forehead as he looked at the person holding him.

armin.

he followed armin's eyes, where Jean assumed the Titan was standing, but instead found its corpse.

someone had killed it, saving both Jean and Armin in the process. not just someone, but... you.

the sun was gleaming behind your sillohette, lighting up only the sides of your face as you prevented more titans from approaching him. Jean couldn't see your face clearly, his eyes still blurry and lungs still hurting, but he remembered thinking that he'd never forget this.

he'd never forget the way you were fighting for him, the way you used the titans themselves to grapple the hook of your ODM gear to, the way you guided yourself with strength and bravery.

Jean would also never forget the way he was angry.

why would you not care about your own life? why would you risk your life to save his?

he remembered scolding you about it later.

the little argument would then turn into his first kiss with his soulmate.

and Jean remembered thinking he'd never forget it.

--

[stewyhosseini-bf]

maaaaaan the 2x01 kenstewy scene is sO. GOOD. I mean that was the scene that made me go yo. what's all THIS then. cause it just hiiiits.

first of all, when I first watched that scene, I was sure I knew how it was gonna play out: true to the show and to any piece of media I'd watched prior to this, I was SURE stewy was either going to go apeshit or just berate him in succession-fashion (lol that rhymes) especially cause that character can dish it out if he wants to. As soon as the scene started, I was sure and then that's just.. not what happens.

He does start out with the whole 'what are you, his sherpa now? you're like the skull tied to his belt?" but you can tell he's not IN it, he's just saying it to say it. and then when all Kendall says is the 'yeah well' THAT'S when he actually gets a little mad, but most of all he just sounds and looks freaking hurt. Delivering the 'and you're saying no to all my calls' as sad and confused, rather than angry is what made actually go '??? okay' like there's. actual emotion here. real emotion. there's actual HURT here. it's NOT just about business. and we knew that, of course, but SO often with scenes like this, they totally forego the friendship/whatever relationship part because while the relationship between characters is what the story determined as the driving factor for these people working together, it's not actually there and it's forgotten about as soon as the business part is over with. But that's not at all what they're doing here. Yeah, they're doing business together, but first and foremost, they fucking care about each other.

(and we do already get this earlier, when Kendall pretty easily forgives Stewy for not being with him on the vote of no confidence. Stewy actually looks sorry as well in that scene and Kendall fucking FORGIVES him. in that scene, too, I was kinda shocked that they actually allowed these people to care about each other - like there's no other way for me to describe my thoughts on that, I was just like wow okay they ACTUALLY care about each other like a lot. Anyway).

then we get the 'No, Ken, you're gonna have to give me something. Tell me what the fuck happened," and again it's NOT.. even demanding or angry. He mostly sounds confused and hurt and concerned, like that's it.

and when he says the 'there's a friend card here, if you want to play it. there's a human thing standing in front you', I actually got goosebumps the first time I watched it. From Stewy's POV, Kendall fucked him over and then ghosted him and his reaction is to reach out, cause most of all he's just fucking concerned for him. like even in the way he's looking at him, trying to catch his gaze when Kendall keeps looking away and just trying to TALK to this wall in front of him, that's giving him nothing.

And then the ABSOLUTE KILLER line of 'we had the whole world in our hands and you fucking walked, man. Why?' Like that was the line that had me stop and go WOAH. Which is why I made this post about it skdfjs (with these later additions cause. Yeah well, I’m here now, am I not) but anyway,

and it's only then, after Stewy asks him for the SECOND time what happened, offers him support, is like please just TALK to me, just explain like I just want to know what the fuck went wrong, and Kendall again gives him the bullshit line of 'my dad's plan was better' (and can barely get it out or sound even REMOTELY convincing, much less look him in the eye while saying it) that Stewy actually gets mad and starts on his tirade. And understandably so. like again, apart from fucking him over after ensuring multiple times that they were good and were gonna pull it off, and then ghosting him, he also won't talk to him and just gives him the same bullshit he gave to everyone else. so yeah. Anyway. This whole scene hits. And Arian Moayed especially gave such a great performance here and I just keep coming back to it, it's SO fucking good.

[lovelyiida2]

WASTED PART 1.

SUMMARY: When three young teachers enjoy parent teacher conference a little too much...

PAIRINGS: Teacher! Namjoon x Reader x Teacher! Jungkook

WARNINGS: drugs, use of alcohol, swearing, mentions of SMUT and excessive smoking.

WORDS: 2.1K+ ?

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“Your student is very attentive in class and his grades are on point, I hope to see more from him in the future. Thank you for coming again, see you next week!” You smiled.

Your tenth student today, your tenth student.

Tonight is parent-teacher night, the night where you sit and nicely complain to your students' parents and see them cry about the shit they caused.

You could be doing anything else—but you had to be here for this.You look at your phone reading the time, “only 7:14? 8:30 please hurry up before I go apeshit,” you sigh rubbing the dark circles around your eyes.

A loud smack of the chair alarms you from your deep fantasies of laying on your touch whilst watching [favorite show] marathons.

“Sorry to disturb you miss, but you seem to be on a low battery.”

You look up and roll your eyes, “Jungkook go back to your table and torture your own kids, please don’t bother me tonight.” You spat, Jungkook is taken back by the tone of your words, “okay [subject] teacher! Take a chill pill, just wanted to know how’re you?” He says.

“You’re literally the gym teacher, why are you even here?” You spat again in aggression “apparently lots of students can’t pass my class so...here we are!” Jungkook laughs showing his signature bunny teeth.

Jungkook, (but is best known as Mr. Kook) is working as the physical education and gym teacher.

Students say that he’s a hard class to pass, the highest grade in his class was a B average. He’s laidback and loves conversations with students, as long as they’re passing.

“Okay, what’s your point in being here? You’re holding up students!” You say angrily. Jungkook looks behind him, seeing no one, he turns back around showing a ‘don’t lie to me’ expression. You roll your eyes and slump into your chair. “Okay, maybe I don’t have any students, but I kinda want you gone–“

“I got the good stuff (Y/n)” he whispers.“You have what?” You say arrogantly. He stands up and walks towards you reaching for his pocket and little do you see, it’s fucking marijuana. “What in the actual fuck Jungkook,” you whisper.

“Where the hell did you get that from? Did you buy drugs from a corner?” You whisper. “My joints been locking up, so the doctor recommended me some marijuana” he says.

Knowing damn well he’s lying…You stir in your seat and stare at him.

‘He knows we’re in a public area filled with school officials and children, he must know! He isn’t that stupid I know he isn’t–’

“Well can you put it back?—does it even have the same effect of regular marijuana?” Jungkook whispers in your ear “best believe it does!”

You probably should’ve never asked a question if you knew the answer to it...

Jungkook nudged your shoulder with his hip “it’s just like high school! Smoke a little and study after.” You roll your eyes and continue marking off attendance names of your students who showed up.

“We went to different schools Jungkook, my school was based upon good grades and yours was erm...the opposite.” You jerk your head to the side pressing your lips together looking the other way in embarrassment.

You came from a pretty great high school with a 99% college entry rate with over 1 Million dollars in scholarships. You worked your ass off to be where you were today, maybe not this exact moment but you were grateful for what you have.

“Listen (Y/n), take the edge off, live a little! I know a good janitor's closet across from the gym. We can have our own little hot box smoke session~” he sings.

“I don’t need to take any edge off, goodbye Jungkook.” You say as you began to leave early. “No wonder why Mr. S calls you a pushover...”Jungkook begins to walk away, but his words spark your attention.

“What?” You turn your head sharply towards Jungkook.

He sighs and turns back around “Listen, me and a couple of teachers were in the conference room and were talking about finals and your name just came up, he called you a pushover and that you’re never open to fun and you’re pretty boring—unless you want to prove his claim wrong...“ he trails off.

“Oh please, I reject the guy to a date and now all he does is talk shit about me, I can never breathe around this school.” You stomp off in a huff but Jungkook grabs your arm.

“Hey listen, whatever he says is probably false, could you at least walk with me to the closet and make myself seem less suspicious?” He softly spoke to you. You chuckle at his concern, even though his presence is a nuisance, he’s still your friend.

“Yeah, that’s what friends are for” the both of you began to walk out of the gym room.“So this is the room huh? It smells very...clean” the strong smell of bleach and other cleaning products fill the janitors closet.

“Yeah, but we won’t smell that soon” he chuckles. You’re already getting high by the smell of chemicals floating around the room, what’s the point?

“I think I’ll just be here for morale support, you can do all the smoking–“

“no, no, no, I brung an extra just for you! You’re going to smoke” he takes out the weed and throws it in your hands.

“But what if we get caught?” You whisper.

“Hope and pray that it’s either the janitor or the chemistry teacher, because we all know they smoke” you both laugh at his comment. Maybe there isn’t anything wrong about this, maybe you did need to take some edge off by smoking weed.

—

It’s been 20 minutes and Jungkook is high as hell.

You didn’t smoke as much as him by far, but, you did start to feel a little woozy.

“Yah! Remember that time when that one 9th grader pulled down the principals skirt?” Jungkook cackles quietly, you laugh reminiscing of the embarrassment of the principal. You still don’t know how the student still went to the school, but you were too high to care.

You genuinely wanted to thank Jungkook for doing this, for always being so kind to you and always making you smile. Jungkook keeps on talking about embarrassing yet funny moments about work, but all you can do is sit and admire his features.

Maybe it was a side effect from the weed, but he was dangerously handsome right now.

From this nicely cut hair to his beauty marks , you knew he was extremely attractive for his age and so does the other staff.

Him being a teacher and all can be quite draining and adds stress, but for someone who loves this job as much as Jungkook he doesn’t feel that way.

You can tell even if he does push his students really hard he cares for each and every one of them and cares about their bodies and how they’re treating them. It’s kinda cute when he rambles on about his passions and dreams before he wanted to be a teacher.

Sometimes when you two go over his apartment for movie nights you can hear him quietly singing to the radio as he cuts pizza, or when he sings along to his favorite song on the radio in the car (which almost led you two into a crash that day).

He always told you ‘if I didn’t become a teacher, I would be a singer, that’s my true passion.’

But he knew that his passion for teaching was stronger, and loved what he’s doing regardless.

You remember the first time you came to the school 4 years ago, you were so nervous and all the teachers did was give you smiles and side glances, Jungkook was the only one who truly helped you out.

You couldn’t lie to yourself and say you didn’t have slight feelings for Jungkook seeing what you two go through on a daily basis.

“(Y/n), I’m thinking about leaving this school” he says. You snap at of your daydreaming and frown at his surprising words “what do you mean you’re leaving?” your tone rose in confusion.

“Jungkook, what’s going on?”

Taking a deep inhale of the blur he blows the smoke out into the air. With a final sigh, he confessed.

“The students made a petition on some website to kick me out the school and they showed it to the principal, and each student who signed it made written statements about why I should leave and stuff. I think it’s the best decision for me to leave, all I do to these students is make them hate the one class that’s supposed to be fun...”

I found a school not too far away with better pay and I’m thinking about filling out the application.” He takes out his lighter to burn his blunt more but you snatch the lighter out his hand.

“Jungkook are you fucking kidding me? Are you genuinely serious? You’re going to leave just like that? Jungkook you’re better than this!” You exclaim.

“You’re gonna let some kids push you around about the way you teach when they don’t even have a degree yet? Jungkook, you were the first person I ever met at this school and you made me feel like I was at home on my first day.

When I’m with you, all my nerves disappear and I feel like I could do anything I set my mind to! You’re the only reason I wake up everyday and come to this stupid school because everyday feels like an off-day when I’m with you.

You give me the energy to fight and go through anything those little devil spawns put me through! Jungkook I care for you and I don’t want you to leave me because I wouldn’t be here and I would’ve be anything without you, stay Jungkook...please stay.”

Eyes welling with tears to quickly crash into his embrace and hold him tightly, he hums, tightly wrapping his arms around your waist.

Un-burying your head from his chest, you look deeply into his eyes.

This might be your only chance to confess.

“Jungkook I need to tell you something–“

“Shut up!” Jungkook whispers. You frown at his harsh words, “don’t tell me to shut up after what I just told you—“ Jungkook slaps his hand on your mouth quickly.

“Seriously shut the hell up—there’s footsteps” he says. You quickly got the message as your eyes dart to the crack of the door.

The footsteps echo quietly but become louder and louder. Soon the footsteps stop at the door, then the doorknob unwinds. The last thing that goes through both minds was a big fat

FUCK

“What in the hell are you two doing?” A mysterious man whispers loudly. You pull him in by force and quickly closing the janitors closet, hoping no one saw the encounter.

“Mr. Kim please don’t tell on us this was all his idea! I only came for moral support I swear I swear!” You plead as you clasp your hands together.

The 6’1 shadow looms over the two of you as you morally shake in fear. His deep brown irises stare straight into whatever the deepest depths of your souls had left.

Turning around, he shuts the door. Letting it be known with the click, the door is now locked.

Turning back to the two of you, Mr. Kim looks at Jungkook opening his hand out. Jungkook looks confused. Scowling in annoyance, he snatches the joint from the tips of his fingers.

Taking the blunt, he draws the smoke into his mouth. Leaving it in for a good 2 seconds and blows out a long puff. You began to fan the smoke as you coughed.

“You two always have all the fun, why never invite me?” He smirks.

‘I’m to high for this shit’ you think to yourself.

“Why would we invite you?” Jungkook says.

Kim Namjoon, also known as Mr. Kim—is known as the school’s history teacher. And also known as one of the most influential people in the school currently. Even as the schools history teacher, he’s been avidly trying to become the vice principal.

From attending all the pep-rallies possible, to helping the actual principal with their paperwork and planning. He’s sadly known as the brown-noser to the teachers. Kiss-ass, if you’d want to be rude and non-descriptive.

Everyone is in more fear of him than the actual principal, students and teachers. So that brings us back to the question…

“Why wouldn’t you invite me?”

You sigh in irritation (and slight fear) to the situation in front of you. “Shouldn’t you be eating out the principal for a check boost? Or will that shatter your superiority complex?”

Jungkook laughs as you stand in shock over what you said. Namjoon raises his eyebrow signing to repeat what you said, not needing to verbalize.

How superior of him.

You scramble, quickly finding the words for an apology. “I-I’m so sorry, I really didn’t mean that! It’s been a long day–“

“It’s alright, I know you haven’t been able to get a word in edge wise since your encounter with Mr. S.”

Catching your breath you frown at his witty comeback. “Excuse me?” You lower your tone.

“What? You didn’t think the whole staff knew?” He says, blowing another cloud of smoke into the air. Huffing in irritation, you take the blunt from his hands and throw it to the ground.

Jungkook frowns at Namjoons comment, “hey man, stop bringing up old shit.”

Namjoon laughs, “I’m just saying what needs to be said! Ms. Girl thinks she’s hot and denies the guy. Knowing good well she hasn’t gotten any since her first frat party.”

“What the hell are you talking about–“

“I can change that y’know…”

Before you could conjure up a response, you heard lights began to flicker. Looking up to the light of the janitors closet, it flickers into darkness.

You then thought to yourself—

‘The lights are off…that means the schools lights are off…that means-’

“Fuck, we’re locked in here.”

‘oh god’

—

Leaving the janitors closet, the three of you sneak away into a vacant room. That room embarrassingly being Mr. S’ room.

“Out of all rooms…” Jungkook trails off.

“So we’re just locked in here?”

“Until the morning, yes we are.”

Sighing you huff, you chest felt heavy as multiple emotions rang through your body. But you knew there was one emotion that was most prominent—rage.

“So what the fuck was all of that in the closet Namjoon?” You spat. Getting his attention, he turns away from whatever snooping he was doing looking at the teachers desk. “What ever do you mean?” He states.

“What you said in the closet? We’re not going to swing past it like we’re pixies flying past a toad pond. What the fuck did you say to me?” You say, your voice shaky as tears brimmed in your eyes.

“Oh don’t cry, you know I didn’t mean any harm-“

“But that’s the thing! You did harm me, emotionally, you harmed me!” Your voice growing loud as you began to feel shortness of breath as your tears ran low past your cheek and to the polished ground.

“It’s–it’s like—everyone hates me here a-and I never feel welcome. All I ever did was say no! And h-he made all of you hang up on me!” Jungkook comes to your side and you rest your head into his shoulder.

Hearing quiet footsteps your feel the slender fingers of Mr. Kim hold your face. Quietly gasping he smirks,

“Your crying only temps the both of us even more doll.”

“W-what?” Your voice hics.

“I say all three of us got revenge on him for hurting you like this.” Jungkook says.

“After all I’m on your side, I was just stating what needed to be stated back there. I think getting revenge is a good idea.”

Swallowing your spit you look at the both of them. “H-how would we do that?”

“We get him good, we take him by his pride.” Jungkook smiles.

Namjoon humming in agreement, “I say we get what he never could’ve had—you.”

—

If this gets a good response I’ll post a part two ig.

First post ngl shitting my pants!!!

[noona96n]

Omggg my feelings about the guest are so big idk if I can manage to be coherent TT but you did ask for a vomit after all hahah

So true tho aroace gilyoung!!! Honestly when I first watched the show I interpreted their (all 3) relationship as like found family like they're siblings they're best friends they're each others most important person they bicker they care SO MUCH

I was a little disappointed when I saw most if not all the fics about their relationship were romantic but like I take what I can get but your qpr version is sooo appealing yes please

[Slaps roof of Yoon] this guy can fit so much religious conflict/trauma in him!! I love how he fights with his faith and himself and his feelings like OOF and and

And the way when Hwapyung untangled their hands in the water he kept the rosary??? 🥺 like he wanted to take a reminder of what he's leaving/who he's doing this for with him? And then he keeps it when he survives?? Soft.

And Gilyoung so good so true she was probably my favourite from the three she's so headstrong and so caring and at the end she WILL get these guys to take care of themselves if it kills her

And the relationship development between all three, and just the general vibe of the show and the horror. I just love this show so much

omg yah! Gil Young is my absolute fav, hands down.

i love the trio a fckn lot and Choi Yoon will always have a soft spot in my heart (see: poetic suffering) but Gil Young takes the cake. Gil Young is everything! i admire her tenacity so much, the way she persevere and willing to do what's right, even if the law disagrees with her. she's just… S H E ! ! !

i haven't loved a female character so fully and wholeheartedly like this in a while 🥺 she has my heart and my admiration 💖

and, honestly, same… it's kinda sad that romantic fics are so predominant in the fandom… i also see them as found family. like, LITERALLY found each other. like wow… found each other in the first ep and found each other again in the last ep… full circle. fantastic metaphor ✨

anyway, as i said, i label their relationship as qpr only bcs conventional society would demand that they name their relations to one another and people would be like 'u aren't family, y'all aren't in the same family registry' or whatever tf bcs ive come to realize that a lot of people need to process all sort of relationships in relation to romance bcs they don't really understand that love doesn't only refer to romantic love smh

(also, sorry for the mini rant on love… i just hate how allos are dominating the discussion on love and refuse to see love beyond the romantic lense)

then again, i also understand the hetero ships bcs the writer and director be dropping subtle hints of possible Hwa Pyung/Gil Young and Choi Yoon/Gil Young here and there. and Hwa Pyung/Choi Yoon too lol so i can see why they ship Gil Young with the boys but nah, for me she's a kickass aroace that's just tired of all the allos around her haha

and the rosary… the fckn rosary *pterodactyl screeching* HWA PYUNG WEARS THE ROSARY!!!!!!!! i dont think rosaries are meant to be worn but Hwa Pyung just… wearing it??? around his neck????? and it sits over his chest??????? the chest where his heart is meant to be????????? F E E L S P A I N

(also, shameless self promo but i made this gifset of their hands bcs fckn PAIN)

i love Choi Yoon, a massive soft spot for him and, as my fav, i want him to ✨SUFFER✨ i wanna read a fic/meta where the Catholic side of him is explored and explained. im so fascinated by the internal conflict that's caused by his religion but im not educated or aware enough to really understand. i really wanna write a character study fic that explores Choi Yoon as a person but im not well-versed enough in catholicism 🥲 i especially wanna explore his relationship with his hyung bcs i can tell how much he loves his hyung and how much his hyung loves him as well… his hyung was somewhat lucid enough to ask if he was at cram school before he went apeshit and murdered their parents. his hyung still remembered to care for him despite everything. his hyung loves him and im reminded of the way Itachi annihilated the entire Uchiha clan but kept Sasuke alive bcs he couldn't find it in him to killed Sasuke. (sorry about the Naruto segue rip im a weeb can u tell?)

anyway, a question just pops up into my head and that is: how tf does Hwa Pyung managed to still be sane and kind after all the shit Park Il Do put him thru? he's truly such a 'vast' and kind and beautiful character.

[broccoliboix5peepeeman]

Req: Izuku isn't one to keep grudges. He'd rather bury the hatchet & move on. But when word got out that Bakugō's past as a bully & an abuser got exposed at the latest annual Hero Gala, where he just got promoted to the #1 Hero no less, Izuku couldn't deny the small feeling of satisfaction within him. Soon, Bakugō lost the respect of his fellow Class 1-A graduates, former UA teachers, most of Japanese citizens & the whole world. His Hero license got revoked. He becomes what Izuku used to be.

Me: Aren’t you tired of being nice? Don’t you just wanna go apeshit? Izuku: N- Not partic- Me: TOO LATE!

I kinda incorporated these two asks, so please enjoy ~5000 words of Bakugou Katsuki / My Fist In His Face! :D

Edit: Ao3 Link: Fall from Grace ______

‘And taking the number two spot, moving down a place from last time, is the second coming of the symbol of peace, Hero Dekiru!’ The announcer exclaimed excitedly.

Forcing a bright smile onto his face, Izuku stepped out onto the stage and took his place next to Creati, who had secured the third spot. He looked out over the audience and waved as his fans cheered excitedly. Inside though, he wanted nothing more than to hide away and take his frustrations out on one of his home gym’s punching bags.

‘That means, folks, this season’s number one hero isss...’ The announcer paused for dramatic effect. ‘The Great Explosion Murder God, Dynamight!’

Izuku had to refrain from wincing when the audience’s cries and cheers became almost deafening. Kacchan strode out onto the stage, a manic smile on his face as he set off some celebratory explosions from his palms. As the blonde walked past Izuku, he muttered a quiet ‘Take that, Deku’ that only Momo and Shoto could hear. Izuku glanced out of the corner of his eye at the two; Momo furrowed her eyebrows, unimpressed, while Shoto didn’t even bother to hide his eye roll and displeased snort.

Kacchan took his place next to Izuku, smirking for all to see. When the crowd eventually fell silent, the announcer made her way down the line, asking each of the top ten heroes for a comment. Usually, Izuku would listen intently and nod along, but it was currently taking all of his energy just to maintain his reassuring presence.

All Might never had this problem. He thought to himself, as Suneater nervously stuttered through his speech.

His mentor always seemed so far away from the other heroes that he never had a problem bagging first place.

Ever since Izuku graduated from UA though, it had been a constant battle between who gained the spot of number one hero. Izuku liked friendly competition and rivalry, having dealt with it long enough that he had to learn to like it; he liked the competition because it meant he could build himself to be the best hero he could possibly be. However, the fact that it was always between him and Kacchan was getting a little old.

Izuku couldn’t fathom it. He wasn’t a bitter person; he knew that he had to work hard to earn the number one spot… But it was no secret that he had saved the most people throughout their careers so far. He had done everything he could to be the next symbol of peace and people did see him that way. They relied on him and believed in him. If they were in trouble, it wasn’t Dynamight they called for. It was Dekiru...

Everyone just seemed to like Kacchan more.

Izuku should be used to it by now. Ever since they were kids, it had been the same. He knew he shouldn’t let this get to him. He became what he was meant to be. He was the symbol of peace and he didn’t need a ranking to prove that-

‘Hero Dekiru!’ The announcer greeted, rounding on Izuku and startling him enough that he nearly launched himself into the air. She shoved the microphone in his face expectantly and he had to remind himself that it was his turn to speak.

'Er…' He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled endearingly. 'I know I'm prone to rambling, so I'll keep it short haha!'

The room laughed along with him and Izuku blushed a little. 'I just want to say that I am so proud of my fellow heroes! You've all been amazing and deserve recognition for it.' He swallowed thickly. 'And congratulations to Ka- to Dynamight for reaching number one! I'll be sure to work extra hard to catch up!'

He felt a pair of crimson eyes burning holes into his side. Ignoring it, Izuku raised his fist into the air. 'Let's all continue to do our best! Pluuuuus…'

'Ultra!' The audience chorused, before erupting into a round of applause. Izuku's smile felt genuine when he saw so many people inspired by his words.

'Yeah, good luck with that, Deku!' His smile faltered slightly when Kacchan grabbed the mic and started his own speech. 'I've made it to number one and I'm here to stay! I'm the best of the best and I can't wait to punch some more bastards!'

'Language!' The announcer squeaked, albeit she giggled along with the crowd.

While everyone was distracted, Izuku snuck a glance at Shoto, only to find his partner already staring at him knowingly.

You okay? His eyes seemed to say.

Izuku shrugged ever so slightly.

Aren't I always?

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Everything felt fuzzy.

Izuku raised a hand to his face and regarded it with narrow eyes as it slowly came into focus.

'You okay, love?'

Izuku pulled his head back, forming a double chin, and looked over at the person beside him who had spoken. He instantly recognised the long white and red hair, styled into a loose braid that framed his partner's angelic face, and relaxed.

'Shouchan!' He slurred out, leaning forwards and throwing his arms around him. 'Where have you been? I missed you!'

'I've been sitting next to you for the past 15 minutes.' Shoto pulled back and raised an eyebrow. 'You've been staring out into space for a while. You okay?'

'Just thinking.' Izuku leaned his elbow on the table in front of them and rested his cheek in his hand.

The two of them were at the annual hero gala that always occurred two days after the summer rankings were announced. Usually, Shoto was the one begging them not to go, while Izuku dragged him with a promise of cold soba at the end of it. This time, however, the opposite had happened. Not only had Izuku been adamant about not wanting to go, but Shoto had actively encouraged him to attend, reasoning that Izuku would regret it if he didn’t. Eventually, he begrudgingly caved and agreed to go, but only after a two hour pouting session.

Oh well, At least there was alcohol at this thing.

'What’re you thinking about?' Shoto asked. 'Usually, you mumble when you're thinking.'

'It's improper to bitch about the number one hero out loud, Shoto-kun.' Izuku replied easily, looking over at where some fancy people from the Hero Commission were congratulating Kacchan, who looked so smug Izuku couldn't help but scrunch his face up in distaste.

'Those results were such bullshit.' Shoto muttered, following his gaze. 'You're better than him by a long shot and people love you, yet-’

'-Kacchan always wins.' Izuku sighed. 'Maybe I need to be more like him and-'

'Don't even go there, Izuku.' Shoto warned. 'I'll give you a pass because you're a bit tipsy, but don't ever suggest that again.’

His partner raised his hands and cupped his cheeks, forcing Izuku to look at him. 'People love you so much because you're you. You don't need to change anything about yourself. All Might didn't pick Bakugou. One for All didn't pick Bakugou. I didn't pick Bakugou. We picked you, because you are worthy. You defeated All for One. You saved the world more times than I can count. You're brave and kind and somehow gentle despite being a fucking powerhouse, so don't even think for a moment that you need to be more like him, because Midoriya Izuku is so much better.'

‘Shoto-kun...’

Izuku felt his eyes begin to water and hurriedly moved to bury his face in the crook of his partner’s neck to hide his tears. He wished he didn’t have to be here, under the constant gaze of the media. He wanted to be able to cry freely, but he was a symbol and symbols didn’t cry.

Unless they were the symbol of crying… Izuku reckoned he’d be pretty good at that.

He felt Shoto freeze in his arms when some camera shutters suddenly went off not too far away. 

‘I’m sorry, love.’ He murmured against his ear. ‘Time to be Dekiru again.’

Izuku sighed heavily, before lifting his head and turning towards the camera, a bright smile on his face as he waved to the lens.

‘Dekiru!’ One journalist shouted. ‘We were hoping to take pictures of the top three heroes together. Would you mind joining us for a moment?’

‘Of course!’ Izuku beamed. He stood then, before bowing to Shoto. In a moment of boldness, he took his partner’s hand in his own and pressed a kiss to his knuckles. The cameras went wild, but Izuku focused only on the lovely blush dusting Shoto’s cheeks. ‘See you soon.’

Shoto hummed in response, not knowing what to do with himself, and Izuku smiled softly, before he stepped away and allowed himself to be shimmied over to the desired area. He stumbled slightly from the alcohol - if anyone noticed, they didn’t comment.

Izuku’s jaw dropped when his eyes landed on Momo, who was already waiting for them on the red carpet. She looked absolutely gorgeous tonight; her hair was styled in a half-up half-down braid, allowing her loose hair to cover her shoulders and run down her body without getting in her eyes. She donned a sleeveless scarlet dress, which accentuated the muscles of her arms and complimented her ebony eyes exquisitely. The material fit snugly at her waist, before flowing out around her, like the petals of a red lily flower, until it reached the floor. She made Izuku look incredibly underdressed, with his forest green suit, lack of tie and signature red shoes.

Granted, at the start of the night, Shoto had insisted that Izuku’s legs looked so good that he wouldn’t mind being crushed by them, but he had quickly waved him off. His partner was biased.

‘Momo-san!’ He greeted, taking her hands in his own when he reached her. ‘You look as beautiful as always!’

‘Oh stop!’ She giggled, squeezing his hands affectionately. ‘You’re one to talk. Shoto-san took me aside earlier to complain about how handsome you looked.’

Izuku’s face turned the same colour as her outfit.

‘He what now?’

Momo merely laughed in response, but before she could say anything else, the booming voice of the number one hero drowned out all other sounds.

‘Let’s get this over with, extras.’ Kacchan rolled his neck and cracked his knuckles, joining them on the carpet.

Izuku and Momo nodded in greeting and the three of them waited for the photographers to tell them where to stand.

The shoot lasted all of ten minutes, but to Izuku, it felt like an hour. Having to listen to Kacchan’s quiet jibes about how great he was was starting to get on his nerves. Izuku knew he shouldn’t let his words grate at him so badly, but the alcohol was starting to exacerbate his resentment towards the blonde, to the point where he was about to explode.

It wasn’t until they were making their way back to the main area that he finally cracked.

‘It must suck to be you, Deku.’ Kacchan grinned, hands deep in his pockets as he looked ahead at the Dynamight posters plastered to the walls.

Izuku grit his teeth to keep his signature smile on his face, but otherwise didn’t respond.

Kacchan took that as his cue to continue. ‘I mean, I can’t imagine how disappointed All Might must feel right now. Even with all those quirks and One for All, I’m still better than you.’

He’s just being Kacchan. Ignore him.

‘It seems All Might’s legacy ends with him, if his successor can’t even keep the number one spot. Seems you’ll always be behind me, no matter how many times I have to put you in your place.’

He’s wrong… Toshinori-san is proud of me.

‘Remember when I told you to hope for a quirk in the next life?’ Kacchan laughed. ‘I take it back. Turns out that even with a quirk, you’ll always be a loser.’

Izuku’s eye twitched.

‘Maybe you and Icyhot really are meant for each other. After all, you’re both disappointments to your families.’

Izuku’s body moved before he could comprehend what was happening. One moment, his fist was at his side, the next it was colliding with Kacchan’s jaw. Despite his lightning fast reflexes, the blonde hadn’t anticipated such an attack and was sent flying. In midair, he set off a series of explosions from his palms to steady himself as he descended.

When he landed, the entire room went silent.

‘What the fu-’

‘How dare you talk about Shoto like that!’ Izuku yelled. ‘Shoto is twice the man you will ever be. Don’t you dare call him a disappointment’

His entire body was shaking and he felt like his face was on fire. What was he doing? He was making a scene. What was everyone going to think of him after this?

‘You wanna fucking go?’ Kacchan roared.

Izuku quickly decided he didn’t care.

‘You think you’re so great, don’t you?’ He stood up straight, staring into those raging crimson eyes. His inhibitions had dissolved and all those pent-up emotions quickly flowed out, unfiltered. ‘You want everyone to think you’re the best of the best, when you couldn’t be further from it!’

‘Looks like someone’s pissed because I’m the number one-’

‘I don’t care about that!’ Izuku yelled. ‘I’m pissed because I used to actually think you were the greatest! I used to think your quirk was so amazing and that you really were the best! And what did I get for it? Broken bones, second-degree burns and taunts that I was a worthless nobody.’

‘Deku.’ Kacchan warned. Izuku noticed his expression change into something he almost didn’t recognise on his old friend’s face: fear.

‘What’s wrong, Kacchan? Afraid I’m going to expose you as the shitty person you really are?!’ He mocked, trying to keep his voice even. ‘Do you even remember what you used to do to me back when we were kids? I remember. I still live with the consequences every single day. Do you know how long it took for me to stop flinching whenever you spoke? Do you know that every time I hear a loud noise, my skin aches? It remembers all the times you used your quirk on me. You bullied me for over a decade and yet you have the audacity to say that I’m somehow the one who-’

‘I was trying to protect you!’ Kacchan shouted. He started to stride towards Izuku, but Kirishima quickly appeared from the crowd of curious onlookers and held him back. ‘You never took yourself into account! I was trying to stop you from hurting yourself!’

‘So you thought you’d hurt me instead?!’ Izuku couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his lips. ‘“Protecting” me? Is that what you tell yourself at night? That you were protecting me when you punched me for standing up to you? That you were protecting me when you destroyed my notebooks and threatened me daily?’

Izuku took a deep breath. No going back after this. ‘Were you protecting me when you told me to take a swan dive off the school’s roof when I was 14?’

The entire room gasped, before erupting into scattered noise. Journalists addressed Kacchan, asking if Izuku was telling the truth; several pro-heroes were murmuring to each other, mortified, while the hosts of the event tried to de-escalate the situation but to no avail. Izuku wasn’t listening to all that though. His heart was pounding against his chest, the drumming in his ears drowning out all other noise. He squeezed his eyes shut.

What have I done? I can't believe I said all that! The symbol of peace is meant to keep it together all the time. I’m supposed to be strong for others. How can I be that, now that everyone knows that I’m useless Deku-

‘Izuku.’ He felt a hand brush against his own and Izuku opened his eyes to find Shoto standing in front of him, his expression one of concern. ‘My love, can you hear me?’

Izuku nodded rapidly and leant forward, allowing his partner to wrap him in a hug. He rested his forehead against a sturdy shoulder.

‘I fucked up.’ He murmured against the material of his kimono. ‘I fucked up so bad.’

‘Shhh, don’t say that.’ Shoto whispered, stroking his hair, before turning his head away to address the strangers approaching. His voice turned icy. ‘No, Dekiru will not be taking comments. Back off if you know what’s good for you.’

When they took the hint and dispersed, Shoto sighed and rested his cheek on top of his head. ‘Talk to me, Izuku.’

‘I was so tired of it all.’ He pulled back enough so that he had a clear view of Kacchan being swarmed by the press over Shoto’s shoulder. The blonde looked angry and worried as he shouted at the crowd and - wait, is that Ochaco-chan being restrained by Iida-kun not too far away?

Izuku shook his head and watched the display. ‘He kept saying things and I got angry and then he called you a disappointment and I just...’ His eyes widened and he grasped at his hair. ‘I punched him. Oh my god, I punched Kacchan!’

‘He deserved it.’

‘That doesn’t make it okay, Shoto-kun!’ Izuku exclaimed, tugging on his curls until it hurt. ‘I don’t- I’m meant to be the symbol of peace, but I just punched another hero! I can’t just pretend that didn’t happen… And what I said… Everyone heard. They’re gonna think I’m weak. Maybe I am. I’m just so tired. Maybe Kacchan’s right. Maybe I should’ve taken a swan di-’

‘Don’t even fucking go there, Izuku.’ Shoto’s arms tightened fiercely around him. ‘Don’t think like that. You’re gonna be okay, I promise. We’ll get through this.’

‘Shoto-kun...’

‘Let’s go home.’ His partner wrapped his hands around Izuku’s wrists, coaxing him to let go of his hair. ‘We’ll go home. You don’t have to deal with this now. Clear your head first.’

Izuku searched Shoto’s eyes, before he nodded in agreement. He took his partner's hand and let himself be led through the hall, towards the exit. They made it halfway, when Kacchan suddenly blasted himself into the air to escape the crowd and landed in front of them.

‘You think you’re gonna drop me in it and just leave?’ He growled. ‘Fucking coward.’

‘Izuku owes you nothing, Bakugou.’ Shoto’s voice was cold, unforgiving. ‘If it were up to me, I’d have exposed you years ago.’

‘This has nothing to do with you, Icyhot.’ Kacchan moved so that he was at the centre of Izuku’s vision. ‘I wanna make something clear to Deku.’

Several years ago, Izuku would’ve looked away under such an intense glare, but at that moment, he stared right back. He straightened his posture and furrowed his eyebrows, expectantly. He was tired of staying silent and letting his old bully walk all over him.

‘What do you want?’

Kacchan tsked.

‘These extras are gonna ask you if what you just said was true.’ He narrowed his eyes. ‘You're gonna tell them you've had too much to drink.'

Emerald met piercing scarlet and Izuku knew immediately what his answer was. He had always hoped he could bury the hatchet and move on, but as he regarded Kacchan in front of him now, he knew deep down he couldn't do that. He didn't want Kacchan to suffer…

But he couldn't just continue to let him believe that what he did was right either.

'No, I'm not.'

‘Excuse me?’

‘I said,’ Izuku stood up a little straighter and tightened his grip on Shoto’s hand. Anxiety riddled through his body, pumping him with so much adrenaline he felt his heart pounding against his chest. ‘No. I’m not going to deny what I’ve said. You may be a hero, I may admire you, but I’m not going to lie for you anymore. You need to take responsibility.’

Kacchan opened his mouth, but Izuku raised a hand to silence him. ‘We’re done here, Bakugou.’

Wordlessly, he then stepped forwards and walked past the blonde, who seemed at a loss of what to say. Izuku trembled violently as he walked and felt tears prick at the corner of his eyes - he hoped Kacchan hadn’t noticed - and didn’t slow his pace until Shoto caught up to him.

‘Izuku.’ His partner spoke, rubbing his arm to get his attention. When Izuku turned his head to look at him, Shoto linked his hand around his bicep. ‘Come with me a second.’

He allowed himself to be towed towards a bathroom. The room was blurry, but when Shoto locked the door behind them and turned to look at him, Izuku’s vision sharpened; all he could focus on were dichromatic eyes that shone like the sky, the loose strands of red and white hair that hung in front of his face, the smooth porcelain skin that juxtaposed the roughened scar tissue around his left eye.

The beautiful, full lips that opened to speak.

‘Let it out, my love.’

The words were spoken so softly, but echoed loudly in his ears. Izuku’s lip trembled, and when strong arms came to wrap around him, one hand against the curve of his spine while the other cradled the back of his head protectively, Izuku slumped against him. He buried his head in his partner’s chest and clutched at the fine material of his blue kimono as he finally succumbed to the tears that had ached for release.

He cried loud, broken sobs, muffled only by the drenched fabric that he clung to so desperately; all the anger, hurt and fear he had suppressed for so long flowed out of him with each ragged breath. Izuku had always been an emotional person, but this felt different. These weren’t happy tears or frustrated tears. These were almost cathartic.

He didn’t know how long they stayed there in the bathroom, ignoring the irate knocks from the outside as Shoto gently soothed him. All he knew was that when his eyes eventually dried out and he was out of breath, his partner gently held his face in his hands and leaned down so that their foreheads were touching. Izuku sighed tiredly and felt their noses brush slightly when Shoto finally whispered,

‘I’m so proud of you. I love you.’

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'Breaking news: The next Endeavour? Sources report that number one hero, Dynamight, is facing allegations of bullying and past-abuse.'

Izuku looked up at the tv screen, alarmed. Him and Shoto were visiting his mum and Toshinori. Usually, the two heroes don't watch tv, but his mum liked to have it on so that the apartment was never too quiet. It calmed her.

Now though, Izuku was anything but calm. His heartbeat quickened and he felt his back straighten. His eyes were glued to the screen, which was broadcasting video footage from the annual hero gala last night. He had known that the media was going to blow up after his little… Outburst, but he didn’t know someone had filmed it.

'During the annual hero gala last night, pro-hero Dekiru was seen having a confrontation with the number one hero, where he revealed that he used to be physically and emotionally abused by the explosion hero. While the symbol of peace appeared to be a little bit tipsy, outside sources have revealed that there may be truth to the allegations and a formal investigation has been launched.'

Izuku felt nauseous, his palms were sweaty and he refused to look anywhere but at the screen. He felt three pairs of eyes on him, but tried to ignore it.

He couldn't bear to see their disappointment. Weak, defenseless Deku, revealed for the whole nation to see.

'Here is some footage from their argument last night. Viewer discretion is advised due to the nature of the conversation.’

The reporter went silent and the video unmuted; the static of the low-quality microphone buzzed in his ears.

'You think you’re so great, don’t you? You want everyone to think you’re the best of the best, when you couldn’t be further from it!'

Izuku stared at the screen, his own words echoing back through the TV. He breathed heavily, trying to maintain his composure, but when Kacchan tried to justify himself, he couldn’t take it anymore and turned it off. 

The room went silent.

Izuku quickly decided he hated that even more.

‘Sweetheart...’ Before he could comprehend what was happening, small arms wrapped around his waist and his mum’s comforting embrace suddenly surrounded him. Izuku froze for a moment, before he gingerly returned the hug. ‘I knew he could be a little rough with you when you were younger, but this? Why didn’t you say something sooner?’

‘Because it wouldn't have made a difference.’ Izuku shrugged. When his mum moved to say something else, he quickly added. ‘Don’t blame yourself. It wasn’t your fault.’

‘Izuku, baby-‘

‘It wasn’t your fault.’ He repeated firmly, pulling back to look into her tearful eyes. When she shook her head, distraught, Izuku sighed. ‘I didn’t want you to find out this way.’

‘Sounds like you didn’t want either of us to find out at all, my boy.’ Toshinori suddenly spoke from behind. A large hand came to rest on his shoulder and Izuku turned his head to find his mentor regarding him with regretful eyes. ‘I should’ve known really.’

‘You couldn’t-’

‘Young Bakugou told me once that he used to bully you.’ Toshinori admitted, ashamed. ‘He didn’t go into details and he used the same excuse as he did last night, but I should’ve realised immediately that there was more to it than that. At the time, I tried to reassure young Bakugou that by helping with your training, he was repenting for what he had done. Instead, I should’ve spoken to you, my boy. I should’ve asked for the full story. I should’ve noticed the way he acted during training exercises, the way he talked to you during our meetings. I should’ve released that your relationship wasn’t as simple as deep rivalry.’

Izuku saw his mentor glance at his mum for a moment, before removing his hand from his shoulder. ‘I used to be a hero; I promised your mother I would protect you and dedicate myself to training you, yet I was blind to the iniquity that was happening around me. I put you in an unsafe environment without even realising and made you work with your abuser. I will never forgive myself for that.’

Izuku stared at Toshinori. A whirl of emotions scattered across his face, before he settled for something he was familiar with: tears.

‘I forgive you.’ He spoke, voice hoarse from the lump in his throat.

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Shoto stared at the sight before him, shuffling on his feet rather awkwardly as his partner forced All Might into a bone-crushing hug. Not knowing what to do with himself, he scanned the rest of the room, before noticing Izuku’s phone buzzing violently on the table.

Intrigued, Shoto reached down and scanned over the notifications.

Ur my rock bro [1:24]: Hey man, hope you’re okay! Yaoyorozu and I tried looking for you and Todoroki, but we couldn’t find you. Hope you got home safe. Let me know, yeah? We’re worried[...]

Breaking News! Petty rivalry or power complexes between the number one and two heroes?

Heroes Weekly: Drama down at the annual hero gala last night as Dekiru drunkenly reveals Dynamight’s problematic past.

Tokyo News: The Hero Public Safety Commission has temporarily suspended the hero licence of number one hero Dynaminght, in light of recent allegations.

Speedy Gonzales [07:29]: Good morning, Midoriya-san! Please give me a ring when you get the chance. I am wishing you all the best during this time and please don’t hesitate to contact me if you[…]

Plus Ultra Press: Truth to Dekiru’s words? Several individuals have come forward to reveal that they were also tormented by Dynamight as children.

Eraserhead [10:36]: I have taken it upon myself to expel Bakugou. If you need a break from it all, let me know. I should’ve told you more when you were my student, but you’re a good kid. I[…]

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Uwawaka [11:59]: Deku-kun, I know this isn’t the bestest of times, but I need bail money and Iida-kun won’t help. Seems *you* can punch Bakugou, but when I do it, it’s aSsAuLt

Shoto raised a brow at the last one, clearly amused, and made a mental note to go down to the station later with bail money. He then looked up to find Izuku walking towards him; his eyes were red and puffy, although he wore a small smile. Immediately, Shoto put the phone down and opened his arms, wrapping his partner in a gentle hug.

‘You okay, love?’ He murmured, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

‘Getting there.’ Izuku nuzzled his neck. ‘What were you looking at while the rest of us talked about our feelings?’

Shoto huffed at that.

‘I was checking your messages. Everyone’s worried.’ He answered honestly. When his partner hummed softly, he continued. ‘They really care about you. We all do. We’re on your side.’

‘I’ll reply to them later, promise.’ Izuku paused for a moment, struggling to get his words out. I just feel… Weird.’

‘Weird? In what way?’

‘Like… I’m glad of their support, but I can’t help but think I’m causing a fuss.’ Izuku exhaled, warm breath fanning Shoto’s neck. ‘I mean, he doesn’t bully me anymore and he really is a good hero. Maybe I’m just being petty? Part of me is even relieved… Is that bad? To get satisfaction from something like this? I mean, it’s my fault this is happening in the first place.’

Shoto closed his eyes and sighed, resting his chin on top of his partner’s head.

‘It’s not bad. I felt the same way when my family’s past got leaked.’ He admitted softly. ‘At that point, my old man was trying to make amends and the world needed the number one hero, so I felt like bringing his past to light was selfish - even though it wasn’t my fault it got exposed… But that didn’t stop me feeling relieved when the world finally got to see him for who he truly was.’

He felt Izuku’s arms tighten around his waist; a comforting gesture. ‘You’re not selfish for wanting justice, Izuku. You already give the world so much. You may have exposed Bakugou, but the true fault lies with him.’

Shoto hoped his words sounded reassuring. He wasn’t as good as his partner was with these kinds of things.

‘Thank you.’ Izuku whispered, voice breaking slightly.

‘It’s going to be okay.’ Shoto soothed, sincerity laced behind every word. ‘I promise.’

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Several weeks went by and still, the investigation continued. While the Hero Commission had temporarily suspended Bakugou’s hero licence, they still seemed reluctant to find any concrete evidence of their number one hero’s past record of abuse - probably due the damage caused by Endeavour several years back.

Imagine having two number one heroes being found guilty of abuse in less than a decade. 

Izuku could understand it, but it didn’t make him any less frustrated. He was tired of being bombarded with questions by insensitive journalists; he was tired of having to put on a fake smile and laugh awkwardly when they said something that was inappropriate. He was tired of dealing with numerous investigators trying to twist his words and convince him that he was overplaying the abuse he suffered at the hands of his old friend.

After a particularly bad interview, where he was asked if he was making it all up in order to get to the number one spot, Izuku had broken down in Shoto’s arms, asking if it was always going to be like that. He had even considered asking the Commission to drop the investigation all together, but Shoto convinced him not to.

‘There’s always going to be people out there who doubt you. It will get better though.’

Five months after the investigation commenced, Izuku’s phone buzzed in his pocket to reveal that enough evidence had finally been gathered to find Bakugou Katsuki guilty of all the allegations made against him Despite the evidence though, Bakugou wasn’t sent to prison, or made to do community service. The only formal punishment he received was something much worse than that.

His hero licence was permanently revoked.

Izuku's eyes scanned the text and felt his knees give out from underneath him. He crashed to the floor; distantly, he could hear Shoto's worried footsteps coming to check on him, but he couldn't bring himself to reassure his partner. Instead, he threw his head back and closed his eyes, smiling peacefully at the ceiling.

When they were five, Izuku was alone and quirkless, told he could never be a hero. Twenty years later, Bakugou was told he could never be a hero ever again.

Funny, the way things play out in the end...

[butmakeitgayblog]

I’ve engraved it in my mind now that Clarke absolutely went apeshit to those ex angel buddies..and they’re scared of her big time

Demon Clarke is definitely a member of the Doesn't Fuck Around crew. I wrote her first kill in the next chapter and imo it's kinda savage, but it's to give insight into just how much she's changed. Gone is sweet little librarian-esque Clarke (for the most part). Demon Clarke is here and she's not sorry for one damn thing

I tried to do the torture scene justice without it being like... sickening? Like I know people have written worse without a doubt but I'm so not used to writing over violence that I'm like "these mfs gonna think I'm crazy". Just as fair warning for next chapter I guess, expect torture and death at the hands of both lil demon babies

[tetriquinn]

Dream SMP locations/moments/characters as their respective canon Homestuck songs.

/rp /dreamsmp (based on characters, not creators)

Source: I said so.

SUPER LONG LMAO

The links go with the descriptions above them. Mobile formatting makes the list really confusing. Sorry about that.

The entire SMP. I tried to assign this to a specific event but I couldn't. Eternity is just too powerful. It literally has the best moment in all of Homestuck music history. That kind of raw energy cannot be defined by a single event. [Eternity Served Cold] Tommy, Tubbo, and Wilbur joining - L'Manburg War

[Sburban Jungle]

Pogtopia/Manburg War

[Welcome to the New Extreme]

The First Disc War(s, if you include the other disc-related conflicts)

[Showtime - Imp Strife]

The first half of the Final Disc War

[You Killed My Father (Prepare To Die)]

The second half of the Final Disc War

[Showtime - Piano Refrain]

The Eggpire after Tommy died (Yes I know I’ve made this joke before shut up it was my best meme)

The Banquet. Before the... y’know... murder part.

Actually no, The Banquet including the murder part.

[Pumpkin Party]

Ghostbur entering the prison

[Love You]

Revivedbur exiting the prison (er, just kinda showing up where he died I guess

[Hate You]

Manburg Festival (October 16th)

[Harlequin]

January 5th (New L'Manburg Festival + Ranboo's Panic Room)

[Dark Carnival]

The period between Tommy's death in the Prison and Tommy's revival

[Heir Of Grief]

Ranboo & Fundy's ice cream shop; Niki & Puffy's flower shop

[Moonsetter]

Revivedbur and Quackity with the burger shops

[Beatdown]

Ranboo and Tubbo with the burger shops

[Candles And Clockwork]

Jack Manifold. Just. In general. (AND NO IT’S NOT JUST A SOLLUX JOKE YEAH THAT’S RIGHT I SAW ONE OF YOU FUCKERS MEDIA SHARE THIS ONE TO HIM LAST WEEK)

[La2t Frontiier]

That little arc where Tubbo was trying to be a detective instead of mourning the violent and brutal death of his best friend

[BL1ND JUST1C3]

Doomsday

[Even In Death - T’Morra]

What? You thought I was going to say Carne Vale? You thought Doomsday was [S]: Game Over? Amateurs.

When Dream and Techno inevitably break out of the prison because let’s be real that’s happening one way or another (bonus points if Techno finds out about Dream manipulating Ranboo and goes apeshit)

[Carne Vale]

My DSMP sona when she encounters someone who manipulated the kids

Las Nevadas/ Casino Q

[Black]

The Syndicate lmfaooooooooo (I’m only half kidding here)

[I’m A Member Of The Midnight Crew but it’s the nice a capella version that everyone likes because it’s objectively the best one]

That one time Tubbo finally went to visit Tommy in exile and thought he [S] Game Over’d himself

[Flare]

The stream where they created Church Prime

[Creata]

PLEASE let Tommy just go apeshit ONE time every time he does even one SMALL THING for himself the entire fucking universe turns on him please he deserves to let it all out and kick actual fucking ASS EVEN ONE TIME COME ON

[Valor]

Tales From The SMP/ Karl in General

[Temporal Shenanigans]

Karl’s karaoke nights (yes I know this one isn’t a canon song but it’s a mix of 3 canon songs plus Space Jam okay it counts)

[Slam Jam]

Anyone remember the Karl Reef?

[Fuchsia Ruler]

Wilbur turning a drug van in the woods into an entire country

[WV: Become the Mayor of Cans]

The Dreamon Hunters, my absolute beloveds. My favorite arc on the entire SMP.

[At The Price Of Oblivion]

Tubbo sitting over the remains of his country on L’Manburgian Independance Day earlier this month (yes I’m spelling it as “Independance” because that’s what their constitution said okay it’s their fault not mine)

[Three In The Morning Aftermath]

Tommy leaving Exile (or him being revived I guess idk)

[Savior of the Waking World]

If Sapnap ever DID ANY LORE COME ON MAN YOU HAVE THE MOST POTENTIAL HERE

[Time On My Side]

The big final battle against The Egg that we never got :(

[Battle Against an Unfathomable Enemy]

Enderwalk Ranboo it’s literally perfect

[Black Rose / Green Sun]

I don’t think I even have to tell you what this is for. Look at the title. You’ll know.(Dream in the Prison in case you’re seeing this way in the future and don’t have this context)

[Constant Confinement]

Ranboo & Fundy doing dumb shit together (the good ol’ days)

[Wacky Antics]

I could use this for an actual, plot-relevant location, but no their SCUFFED-ASS NETHER IT HURTS SO BAD PLEASE SOMEONE JUST FIX IT IT’S SO GARBAGE (except for the portal hub that looks really nice)

[Underworld]

Ranboo’s lil’ Ender particles (chat) jammin to fuckin’ Cabinet Man or some shit during lore

[Arcade Thunder]

Tubbo’s execution

[Trials And Execution]

Clingyduo when they actually get to fight/hang out together canonically

[Skiain Skirmish]

Revivedbur (yes I’m serious)

[Hardchorale]

Dream XD

(I FORGOT IT HAD THE FLOWEY LAUGH AND I GOT WHIPLASH WHILE TYPING THIS DUSIGYUSIHV)

[Lordling]

Dream getting posessed by the Dreamon and having to be exorcised (yeah remember that? Probably not.)

[Sunslammer]

The Inbetween and The Other Side fighting to get Karl to listen (Another one I’m pretty sure is canon)

[Derse Dreamers]

The final battle of the SMP. It’ll happen eventually. It can’t last forever, you know

[Rex Duodecim Angelus]

This went from a shitpost to a very long, fairly accurate (and fairly full of memes) analysis help I’m so tired.

Honorable mentions that I couldn’t add because they’re technically not canon songs:

Eret all the time

[Let Me Dance, Let Me Glisten]

The Eggpire just being able to understand The Egg (I say sarcastically, as if I don’t have this song written in a fictional language memorized)

[Futma Kul Shemtor (Hymn of the Horrorterrors)]